#spiderman!jeno

[jenotubarao]

SPIDERJENO .◜◡◝

[meowmk]

spider who? update 20

[sinisxtea]

sorry these are my rants and rambles that are too much for tags so i have to write them all out. lowkey just my own thoughts and opinions but you should so read this.

1. "You quickly lead your friends towards the right of the famous castle and fight your way into Tomorrowland for Space Mountain."

is it still called space mountain over there or is everyone in denial? because honestly me too i would be in denial too.

2. "The uneven number in your group guarantees that one person will be a single rider throughout the day and you are certain that will be you. "

the single rider thing is so FUCKING REAL BECAUSE???? it literally happened to me at a six flags this summer, and i had to force my way into sitting with others not all the time. (fuck you eric /j jk ily) if you ever visit a park please go into even numbers.

3. "Seeing you in the last row, Donghyuck pauses for a second as if contemplating on where to go. “Wait. Why are you here?”"

Disneyland L though tbh bc in world we have to sit through the good old classic Matterhorn seats. 1 x 1 x 1, single riders per every car! try holding hands by reaching out behind you! i had an idea to write like, space mountain cockblock, where they were expecting to be put next to each other, and it didn't work out the way they wanted to. although i guess hyuck cockblock works too.

4. '“I mean, like, I’ve been to theme parks with Hyuck since we were kids, I’m not missing much with that and I just–I kinda–you know–want to experience things with you today.”'

stop i hate being single again. why did i break up with my bf

5. "The excitement around the area only increases when the park marching band makes their way to the center of the castle for their afternoon set."

so real girl. i get you fr. THE BAND AND THE PARADES. and those dapper dans cause why is your mic so damn loud.

You feel a squeeze around your waist, one that lingers for a moment, and hear him whisper, “I like this one too.”

STOP THIS IS TOO FLUFFY GIRL WTF. nah bc i deleted all my disney couple photos in RAGE. they were bad though idk i need hyuck-jeno-karina as my photographers

Your friends were amazed to see that deeper into the store, there was a salon that catered especially to children. All the kids sitting in the salon chairs were beaming with excitement as they got their hair and makeup done while dressed up as their favorite characters.

bibbidi bobbidi boutique was my shit ok. i was always too old by the time i started going to the parks when i was younger but oh my god. I WANTED A MAKEOVER SO BAD.

“The fairy godmothers have wands with them and they basically sprinkle glitter on top of your head while you make a wish. It’s really cute!”

wait. wtf. why did no one tell me about this. NIKI WHY AM I JUST HEARING ABOUT THIS??? THIS IS NEW INFORMATION??? you cast members do know all the secrets...

She groans once he hops into the pink teacup with hearts decorating the sides and scurries to grab another pink cup. 

is it true the purple one is the fastest or is that just a myth. but anyways adults on teacups is >>> peak idgaf i love the teacups i will spin faster than any of the kids have EVER SEEN

“It’s Mark,” he manages to say, “I’m a big fan. We just went on your ride and it was so cool.” Mark gestures to the building behind them, which housed the ride. It was an interactive ride that tasked the riders to help Spider-Man save the Avengers-themed area by shooting webs with motion-tracking technology. “My arm’s kinda tired though, I don’t think I could shoot webs like you.”

stop hes so... i love him. rambling and yapping <33 my heart. uGHHH. the best interactions ive had with characters i think are the overseas ones (not euro/paris) bc oh my god are they so happy sometimes to see a foreign face? i saw tiana in shanghai and she was so pretty i literally ignored naveen.

“Better let her know soon then,” he pats Mark on the back, gently pushing him in your direction. “And don’t let her go once you have her,” his hero adds as an afterthought. 

SPIDERMAN KNOWING THE SECRETS BETWEEN THEM IS JUST SO UGH??? NIKI I LOVE YOU FOR THIS PLOT ITS SO GOOD. you did the disney magic justice.

A mass of people are gathered at the entrance of the land and you cringe at how packed it is.

still not prepared for cars land in disney world.

making sure you know everyone’s specific interests and adjusting the day’s itinerary to meet everyone’s wishes.

PLEASE. our high school senior graduation bash was at universal and I PLANNED THAT SHIT OUT LIKE MY LIFE DEPENDED ON IT.

Everyone around you cheers as Sh-Boom by The Chords starts to blast through the speakers. “Oh my god.”

this is so funny to me bc when i went i didn't realize that this was a special thing, i just happened to be in cars land at sunset, but wasn't told until after that it's a special thing.

“That’s my girl,” he adds, a hand coming to cup the back of your neck

KILL ME. RIGHT NOW. SHOOT ME. niki the way you're describing all these sweet things he's doing for y/n while also referring to him as 'your crush' makes me wanna kms wtf????

not even gonna quote the fireworks scene any farther bc i would just be copy and pasting the whole thing. niki. my god. i am literally sat. like i knew it was good from what i read, but HOLY SHIT. do i kiss you or mark. like???????????????????????????? that was so fluffy so cute so wholesome and romantic and packed with so many references that i am literally more in love with you than i was before. SO GLAD YOU WROTE THIS AND ARE EMBRACING YOUR DISNEY SIDE. no matter if disney is kinda going to shit rn, never give it up okay?? <333

with a little pixie dust | mk.l

It’s just a little faith and trust, and with a little pixie dust, your wildest dreams will be yours.

SYNOPSIS. There are so many ways your friend group could have chosen to celebrate your graduation from university but they chose the one way that fit their childlike antics most of all–going to Disneyland. With all the screams of joy and laughter filing the atmosphere, you see why people call it The Happiest Place on Earth. It’s where magic comes alive, hearts soar to the skies, and where dreams come true. With your dream job already lined up for you once you get back from this vacation, you wonder if your last and wildest fantasy–the one that carries Mark Lee endearingly close to your heart–will take flight. (But don’t worry; your best friends, with a little help of pixie dust, are determined to make it come alive by the end of night.)

GENRE. Fluff, Comedy, Best friends-to-lovers!AU, Theme Park!AU, Disneyland!AU, meddling/matchmaking friend group, all the romantic tropes that come with a theme park setting

WORD COUNT. 11.9k

WARNINGS. a lot of Disney references (movies, songs, parks, etc.), profanity, food/drink consumption, theme park rides, nothing too crazy tbh

PLAYLIST. 200 - Mark | Popcorn - D.O. | Dreams Come True - NCT 127 | Angel Eyes - NCT 127 | Fireflies - NCT Dream | Amusement Park - Baekhyun | Candy - Baekhyun | Sh-Boom - The Chords

PARK ANNOUNCEMENTS. I understand that not everyone has been to Disneyland. Because I want to paint the perfect picture in your head as you read through the fic, each scene will be titled with the land/area they are in and a picture of the land/area will be hyperlinked with a visual. It's unnecessary to click them but it would be a lil helpful! <3 DISCLAIMER. This is work of fiction. I do not own the people/characters and concepts I have written about. You cannot translate or copy my work.

Your graduation commencement came and went. The spectacle flew by so slowly but so quickly at the same time. You can’t exactly describe how you’re feeling now that you’ve graduated–relief is mixed in with panic, happiness mixed with dread. It’s a jumble of emotions you can’t quite comprehend but alas, that is the wonder of adulthood.

The happiest takeaway from your college experience is not the expensive degree you earned but the special friends you made. Karina was the first friend you made in college because she was your roommate. She introduced you to her high school friend, Jeno, who then dragged you two to the ginormous welcome event. It was there you met Donghyuck and last but definitely not least, Mark Lee. 

The other two boys were attractive, yes, but there was something about Mark that drew you to him. Donghyuck talked as much as him, sure, and Jeno’s attractiveness was on another level than Mark’s but that boy immediately caught your attention. Maybe it was the way he spoke and never completed a thought or the way he’d laugh so unabashedly, losing all control of his body that got to you. He was so incredibly endearing that your heart just claimed him.  Years later, when the friendship is stronger than ever, that beating muscle in your chest refuses to let Mark go. 

One morning the summer after graduation, you wake up in a hotel room with an alarm blaring at 6:00am. You roll over and groan, blindly reaching to stop the device. Karina is rustling inside the sheets next to you, hoping the noise will go away. Jeno and Donghyuck are on the other bed snoring up a storm. Mark, on the other hand, rolls uncomfortably on the pull-out couch. 

On normal days, the alarm set for six in the morning would be a sin but today is not a regular day. It is the day your group saved up for. 

The five of you, with your similar interests in movies and theme parks, wanted to go to Disneyland together for years. After graduation, you finally had the money and freedom for it. 

Your hypothetical plan finally made it out of the group chat—that is your driving force to get up. While doing so, you hit Karina’s side and she grumbles in response. The two of you agreed you’d wake up earlier since it would take you longer to get ready. The guys, however, could sleep in. 

As you quietly pass by the couch, Mark asks, “Is it time to get up already?” He must’ve heard the shuffling. There's darkness under his eyes. You can tell he didn’t sleep well last night. On top of his eyes struggling to open up, his voice sounds incredibly hoarse and filled with fatigue.

“No,” you answer, patting his messy head of brown hair. His body reacts positively to your touch, eyes closed and neck stretching to meet your touch. He releases a relaxed sigh as your fingers card through his thick strands. 

Lowering yourself to his level, you continue to play with his hair. “Sleep well last night?”

“Nah, not really, like dude, this shit really isn’t comfortable,” he complains with a deep exhale, “but I volunteered to take the couch so…”

“Move to mine,” you tell him, gesturing to the unmade bed. You hear the water running and figure that Karina jumped into the shower to help wake herself up. “Try to get a little more sleep, I’ll wake you up in a bit.”

Too tired to fight back, Mark languidly moves towards the bed. Once close enough, his body drops onto the mattress and he wiggles his way under the covers. You watch him until his breathing evens out. It didn't take long for him to fall asleep; after all, he did most of the driving on your road trip down to Southern California. Satisfied, you move to start your morning hotel routine. 

The fresh smell of coffee hits you as you do your skin care, apply your makeup, and brush your teeth. Karina’s done in the bathroom shortly after and you claim it to change into your outfit of the day. When the final touches of your look are finished, forty minutes have passed and it’s time to wake up the rest. 

You wake Jeno first because he’s the easiest and whisper that there’s fresh coffee waiting for him. Donghyuck throws a bit of a fit when you shake him awake, stuffing his face in his pillow. He gets up after a few threats from Karina, whining over how mean she is to him. 

Part of you wants to let Mark rest for a little bit longer, especially after knowing how exhausted he is. There’s the option of letting the other three go first while you wait for Mark to wake up naturally. The other half of you, however, thinks about two things: how much money you all spent getting these tickets and how you promised each other to be at Disneyland from open to close to make your splurge worth it. Being Mark’s best friend, you know how disappointed the guy would be if you stayed behind with him. So with no choice left, you wake him up.

You do so gently, your hand immediately going back to his unruly hair. You comb back his bangs and hold them in place. “Mark, it’s your turn now, everyone else is almost ready.”

As soon as he hears your voice, he stirs. Mark blinks the sleep away, and suddenly, you are the first thing he sees. With you sitting on the bed next to him and your hand still in his hair, Mark thinks he’s still dreaming. “Hmmm?”

“It’s your turn, Spidey,” you say, taking a sip of coffee. “We’re all ready.”

He buries his head in your lap for just a second, wanting to keep this little moment with him a little longer. 

“Okay,” he finally says a minute later, before slipping out of bed. 

Karina claims her rightful place next to you on your shared bed, still warm from Mark’s little nap. She shoots you a look and you ignore her knowing stare. “Don’t look at me like that.”

“Like what?” she challenges you, perfectly drawn eyebrows raised in question.

“That,” you gesture to her face.

“Oh, you mean the look I’m giving you when you share a little cute moment with your best friend who is most definitely more than a best friend, fine,  I won’t do that,” Karina pretends to give up, her hands raised in surrender.

You shush her at once, looking over to the boys that are currently fighting over the sink. Mark’s already dressed in some black cargo pants and an oversized Spider-Man shirt. He’s in the midst of styling his hair, struggling with one strand that will not stay in place. You hear his frustrated huffs and puffs while Jeno and Haechan chuckle at his antics. 

“Does my baby need help?” Donghyuck teases, reaching for Mark’s hair. 

“Yo, dude, no, stop! You’re gonna mess it up!” Mark shouts, backing away from him. “Don’t you dare touch me!”

“But you can’t do it on your own, my sweet baby, I’ll help you,” Donghyuck continues with the bit.

You remove yourself from Karina’s conversation and break the two idiots up. 

“C’mere,” you gesture towards Mark. 

He instantly comes to you, dipping his head down to your level as you lean against a piece of furniture. Your fingertips curl that one strand just the way he likes it, framing his forehead, and smile when it’s all finished. So focused on his hair, you almost don’t notice how close his face is to yours. Your breath hitches and you lean back to create more distance. 

Removing your hand from his hair, you smooth the non-existent wrinkles on his baggy tee.“There you go, not hard at all.”

“Right,” he murmurs back, body frozen in place but his large, pretty eyes still aimed at you. 

You clear your throat. “I, um, need to–”

“Oh yeah no, sorry,” he stumbles over his words, moving so you can get through. You shuffle past him, pretending to do a last minute check of your crossbody bag. His stare lingers on you as you fuss over your belongings and put on your Mickey ears.

You try to shake away your thoughts but Karina won’t let you. She slides up to you with a playful smile. “Not even eight in the morning and you’ve already had two little moments. When’s number three happening?”

“In your wildest dreams,” you snap back with a hiss, slinging your bag over your shoulder. Wanting to avoid the conversation from moving further, you open the door. “Let’s move, slowpokes, we gotta go!”

“Or yours,” Karina takes the last word as she exits the room. 

You can’t argue with your roommate because she’s right. You've been wanting to be with Mark and calling him yours since your first year. Yes, there were times in the past when it seemed like he wanted the same–moments just like the two you just shared–but nothing was explicitly said or done. Feelings were left unsaid. They lingered in the air until the romantic vibe fizzled out and the moment ended.  To love and be loved by Mark Lee is your wildest dream. It’s the one you’re sure will never come true. However, there’s a sort of magic in the air in Disneyland–a magic that will make even the impossible possible. You wonder if that bit of magic will apply to you, too.

✨ TOMORROWLAND

7:45am arrives and your friends are following you like little ducklings following their mother. Without you, they would be lost causes. 

It’s not your first time in the parks so naturally, you are the one who takes charge. You have all the tickets on your phone, scanning them one by one at the main entrance gate as your friends go through the turnstiles. They wait patiently until you are the last one through the gate. 

Karina holds your hand, giggling as you stroll through Main Street, happily taking in the sights and sounds of Disneyland. Mark, Jeno, and Donghyuck are behind you, phones out to capture anything and everything in sight. You hear them excitedly discussing the map, mentioning things that they want to do, and you mentally take note of them all. 

At exactly 8am, the ropes held by the cast members drop, signaling the official opening of the park. You quickly lead your friends towards the right of the famous castle and fight your way into Tomorrowland for Space Mountain. As one of the most popular attractions, it’s not so bad in the mornings when you’re one of the firsts in line. Jeno mentioned this ride in the past and you are determined to get him on it. 

The crowd is packed like sardines and Karina links her arm through yours as people shove their way through. Amidst the craziness, someone grabs hold of your free hand from behind. From the way his hand fits in yours, you can tell exactly who it is. Jeno’s hand is much larger than this one and it’s a lot rougher than Donghyuck. 

You turn your head to see Mark who asks you a question with a simple look. He knows you’re not too fond of crowds and is using this silent exchange as a check-up. You appreciate the gesture, much like how you appreciate every other way Mark looks out for you, and reassure him with a squeeze of his hand. You’ve frequented the park many times over the years so despite the mass of people, you know the theme park like the back of your hand. Mark returns the action and brushes his thumb against your knuckles. He doesn’t let go as the crowd dissipates into the ride queue and you don’t mind that at all.

As much as you love this dark roller coaster, you partially dread going on the ride, or any ride for that matter. The uneven number in your group guarantees that one person will be a single rider throughout the day and you are certain that will be you.  Jeno and Karina have been dating for a while now, so it makes sense that they ride together. Even with Mark’s hand still in yours, you’re certain he’ll sit with Donghyuck. When it comes to Mark, Donghyuck loves to cling to his best friend, no matter how annoyed the older one gets. It’s their thing and has been since childhood so who are you to get in the way of that? 

The wait goes by quickly, especially with the entertaining debates your friend group comes up with while queued up. It takes your group a mere thirty minutes to get to the front of the line. Once assigned your rows, you wiggle your hand out of Mark’s grip and silently move toward the last gate to make room for Donghyuck.  

“Wait, where are you going?” Mark masks his hurt with a confused tone.

“To the back,” you say like it’s the most obvious thing in the world. 

“Oh,” his tone drops and you can barely hear him through the echoing sounds of the ride. “I thought–”

“Huh?” you shout from the back row.

Seeing you in the last row, Donghyuck pauses for a second as if contemplating on where to go. “Wait. Why are you here?”

“What do you mean? Are you saying I can’t be here?”

“No. You’re supposed to be–” Your mischievous friend is cut off by the gates opening and the employees instructing you to enter and lower your lap bars. You do what they say and Donghyuck sighs before moving to sit with Mark.

You notice the frustrated look on Donghyuck’s face and an exasperated one on Mark’s but it’s too loud in the room to hear whatever serious thing they’re discussing. You try to lean in closer to catch a glimpse of their conversation but by the time the safety checks are done, you’re launched into darkness at a high speed with the ride soundtrack and Mark’s screams of terror filling your ears.

The ride ends quickly and you all rush to find your photo. Everyone in your vehicle looks like they enjoyed the ride minus Mark, who hid his handsome face in Donghyuck’s arm. The green-eyed monster makes a short appearance in your mind and you wonder how it would’ve been if you stayed with Mark. Would he cling onto you like that too, with his arm looped through yours and his face buried in your neck?

“Why didn’t you tell me this was a roller coaster?” Mark whines as you take a picture of the screen. You immediately send it to your group chat and Giselle, the one person missing on this trip, reacts to it right away.

“Because I knew you’d try to get out of it, you scaredy cat.” 

“Rude,” he scoffs, clinging onto you as you lead them to a breakfast spot. 

“Spidey, it’s really not that bad.”

“Yeah, says the thrill seeker,” Mark pouts at you, which makes you pinch his cheek. It’s not as soft as it used to be, his baby fat from your first year long gone. It’s replaced by the prominent bone structure that only highlights the features that you secretly want to kiss. “Warn a guy next time.”

“Okay, okay but you still did it! I’m proud of you!”

“Yeah but…” His voice trails off.

“But?” You echo, wondering what Mark wants to say.

He looks shyly at you, a faint redness painting his skin, “Can you sit by me next time?” He asks because you make him feel brave even when he isn’t. 

Mark’s timid request has you grinning from ear to ear and your heart beating faster than any roller coaster you’ve been on. Your best friend is expecting an answer, you can tell by his teeth sinking into his thin bottom lip and brown boba eyes widening with each second. 

“I mean, you know, like, sitting with Hyuck is cool,” Mark stutters when you don’t answer, trying to explain himself, “but I’d–well, I thought you were gonna sit next to me?” His voice raises at the end due to nervousness and you can’t help but giggle. 

“You mean, you were gonna leave poor Hyuck all alone?” you poke fun at him.

Mark deadpans, “He’d survive on his own.”

“I mean, I’ve been here before and it’s everyone else’s first time. I’m okay riding by myself,” you push back with a frown, trying to convince Mark and yourself for that matter, “I just want to make sure everyone is having a good time.”

“I get that but–”

“We’re here!” you cut him off, stopping in front of a quick-service restaurant. You gesture to the door and the others go inside. 

Donghyuck, Jeno, and Karina make their way in. You move to follow them but Mark stops you with a hand to your wrist. He hesitates, his mouth opening and closing, and you patiently wait for what he needs to express. The boy lets out a long exhale. 

“Look, what I’m trying to say is that riding with Hyuck is fun and all but I…” He pauses again. Mark has this habit of not finishing a full thought and you think this is one of those times. Despite that, you listen attentively. “I want you to be my ride partner today, okay?”

And again, your heart shoots to the moon. Its fuel is the adrenaline that runs through your veins as you process his words. A hint of a smile begins to peak out as Mark fuses in front of you.

“I mean, like, I’ve been to theme parks with Hyuck since we were kids, I’m not missing much with that and I just–I kinda–you know–want to experience things with you today.”

The way he confesses this, like every other thing Mark does, is adorable. You hope your forgetful brain will store this memory along with the rest of your core ones. He’s about to go off on another rant, you can tell by the small puffs of breath he takes and the redness that’s flushing his ears, so you end it before it starts. 

You cup a hand over his cheek to stop him from going even further and your fingers sense his rapidly beating pulse. “Okay,” you reply softly. 

That one word alone has Mark’s expression changing from an unsure one to the brightest face you’ve seen him make all morning. He rivals the sparkles on top of the castle and the bright sun that’s shining over you. 

“Really?” He perks up.

“Yeah,” you giggle at his change in mood, “now let’s get some food in you, Spidey boy.”

✨ THE CASTLE

“Get out, Hyuck! Why are you like this?” Karina yells from her spot beside Jeno, clearly frustrated with your friend. 

Karina and Jeno stand at the side of the castle, far enough from the crowds but close enough to still get their picture with the iconic landmark. Donghyuck is just out of frame, ready to jump in to ruin whatever adorable shot the couple is trying to take. It doesn’t really matter since you’re continuously snapping away on Karina’s phone. Knowing those two, more than one picture will turn out beautiful. Looking at them, how could they not?

“Because you’re taking too damn long and I want pictures too!”

“You already got yours!” Completely used to their bickering, you shake your head behind the camera.

She’s right. You’ve already taken everyone’s solo pictures at this picturesque spot–Karina taking the longest–and now there were requests for group or partner shots. Jeno, being the perfect Instagram boyfriend, helped take the shots of you and your girl best friend with no pointers needed. You thought you were almost done with this photoshoot but you guessed wrong.

“Not with Mark though!” Donghyuck shouts back, pulling Mark to his side.

“Yo, wait, what?” Mark squeaks.

“You got good enough shots, so move!” Donghyuck has no shame when shoving the resident couple away and dragging Mark to the exact place they stood. You shoot Karina an apologetic look, handing her phone back, right before you grab hold of Donghyuck’s device.

The younger of the duo, as affectionate as he is, has no problem hugging Mark tightly for a picture. Mark sighs but goes with it without much of a fight. You take pictures of Donghyuck hugging Mark from behind, clinging onto the older’s arm, forcing him into making a heart and standing back-to-back. As this goes on for several minutes, you endlessly snap pictures, not even looking at the screen anymore. While doing so, you miss the hushed conversation that happens at the other end of the camera. 

“Why am I doing this with you?” Mark hisses in between a grin. His arm around Donghyuck tightens and the younger one almost chokes at the sudden attack. “Are we done yet?”

“Why? Is there someone else you want to take pictures with?”

“Shut up.”

“I will not,” Donghyuck whispers under his breath, wiggling out of Mark’s grip. His volume raises as he announces, “Mark, catch me!” With that, the mischievous kid jumps onto Mark’s back and the elder of the duo has no choice but to do what he says.

Mark groans, “Why are you so annoying?”

“I will continue to be annoying until you man up,” Donghyuck nuzzles his forehead into Mark’s hair with a smirk. “I could keep this going or–”

With that, Mark lets go of his friend’s thighs and Donghyuck slides down with a helpless yelp. The boy is dramatic while dropping to the ground but Mark pays little attention to the action. Instead, he smiles shyly at you.

You raise an eyebrow at the duo’s suspicious actions. “Are you guys good or can we move on now?”

“I–um, actually–” He’s stuttering over his words more than usual, a red tainting his normal skin tone. You know he’s embarrassed but you can’t figure out what’s making him feel this way. The chaotic duo is up to their usual antics of Donghyuck being irritatingly touchy and Mark slowly losing his patience with it all so there’s no visible variable in your eyes. So, what’s the difference in this situation?

“What’s up?” When he doesn’t answer right away, you take that as a sign to keep moving. You turn your body away from him, adjust the straps of your bag to feel more comfortable, and get ready to move on. The park app on your phone is open to all the current wait times and you note that Fantasyland has low numbers, determining the most logical choice for your next destination. 

You open your mouth, preparing to spill out your plan to explore Fantasyland when Mark’s feeble voice breaks the silence. 

You don’t quite hear him the first time, leaning towards him in hopes that will help you focus on his voice alone. The excitement around the area only increases when the park marching band makes their way to the center of the castle for their afternoon set. Mark huffs in frustration when you fail to hear him for the second time. 

But as they say, the third time’s always the charm.

“Take a picture with me!” he yells when the band goes silent. The flush on his face increases tenfold and you almost coo at how flustered he is. His eyes were wide, almost begging for you to grant his request. His ears match the color of his Spider-Man plush hanging on the belt loop of his bottoms. 

Wanting to tease him a little more, you say, “We already took a group picture, Marky.”

You hold back your laugh when his hand goes back to fumble with his hair. He muses it, the strands now messy, making him look even more endearing than ever. 

“Yeah but–you know what I mean,” Mark’s voice drops at the end, his lips forming a pout. How desperately you want to peck his cheeks but you refrained, still scared of crossing that line. His brows furrowed. “You know what, never mind, dude, let’s go.”

Just as he began to walk away, you tugged him back into place. “I know what you meant, Spidey, I just wanted to mess with you.”

“You’re so mean to me,” he sulks and your fingers reach out to pinch his cheeks. It’s not quite a kiss but it’s close enough. 

You run your fingers through his messy hair, quickly fixing it and Mark just lets you, enjoying the little touches you are so willing to give.

“Hyuckie, can you please?” Donghyuck knows exactly what you’re asking of him, taking the phone out of your hands. He sets your phone to 0.5, bends down to get a better angle, and begins to snap away. All the while, you and Mark are a bit awkwardly standing side-by-side for the pictures. Your bodies are stiff--his hand is barely around your waist while his other hand is holding up a peace sign. You copy his pose, your fingers automatically making a V. 

“You guys,” Donghyuck sighs, grabbing the attention of Karina and Jeno, “at least act like you’re having fun with these pics. We’re at fucking Disneyland right now.” 

Karina laughs at how hopeless the two of you are. She takes pity on you and jumps in to give directions on how to improve your poses. “Mark, if you can just tighten your grip around her waist–”

Mark gulps, his nerves at an all-time high. Your best friend underestimates his own strength as he does what he is told. It happens a little too abruptly and you’re suddenly lurching into his body. Your head lightly hits his chest and you place a hand on the spot to create a little distance. He immediately fusses over you, looking down to check if you’re okay and it turns you into a giggling mess. 

“I’m fine, it’s fine,” you reassure Mark with a bright smile on your face.

Once he notices that you are nothing but smiles, the curve of Mark’s pretty mouth matches yours. It brightens his handsome face so much that it matches the glitter found at the castle tops. You take a mental picture of the face he makes, eyes and nose scrunched up with happiness, and the golden glow of the summer sun illuminating his beaming aura. 

Mark shakes his head and chuckles, pulling you into a hug. You sink into his hold, your chin perching on his shoulder. 

In your mind, Mark Lee is your (awkward) Prince Charming. While you stand together by the castle, you cherish every second he makes you feel like royalty.  He rocks you for a couple of seconds, swaying to the song playing in his head, and then pulls away. His stare, however, never leaves yours. You don’t dare break the connection. Your eyes curve up into little crescent moons and your hands drift back down to his chest. You feel the slight heaving from his laughter and it makes you giggle even more. 

“Stop laughing at me,” he says with a smile.

“Never,” you reply, sticking your tongue out at him.

The two of you are so caught up in your little moment, that you forget that your friends have phones in their hands, documenting everything that just occurred. 

“Oh, that one’s cute,” Karina says, snapping the two out of your shared reverie. Jeno and Donhyuck’s heads peak over her shoulders to look at the picture she’s talking about and they hum in reply. Then, she lifts up the phone to your eye level. You and Mark lean forward to take a closer look but the boy refuses to let go of you as you scroll through the selection.

Your finger swipes through what feels like thousands of photos before landing on one that catches your eye. In the photo, you’re so consumed in your laughter, lids closed happily and your dazzling smile half-covered by your hand. Mark holds you in his arms, fondly looking at you with sparkling eyes.

You stare at it a little too long, taking in the way he looks at you. You steal a glance at him and he’s wearing that same soft smile as he scans the photo. It made you wonder if your best friend always looked at you that way. You wonder if this was your first time making note of it. 

You pull yourself out of it, knowing that if you ruminate on it anymore, you'll sink into a deep neverending ocean. Your finger taps the bottom of the screen and the heart fills up, adding the picture to your favorite album. You just know this is a picture that had to be included in your photo dump.

“I like this one,” you muster out, fighting the urge to make eye contact with him.

You feel a squeeze around your waist, one that lingers for a moment, and hear him whisper, “I like this one too.”

Mark says it with certainty and with a hint of longing like there’s a deeper meaning behind his words. 

There is, of course, a message buried in his words. Mark likes how it’s just the two of you in the picture. He likes how it encapsulates how happy the two of you are in each other’s company. He likes it because it shows how in love with you he is. Mark especially likes it because it has you in it.

Mark Lee likes–no, loves–anything with you in it.

Mark loves you. 

Point blank.

Mark loves you.

And Mark hopes that by the end of the night in this magical place, where anything can happen, he can gather enough faith and trust in himself to tell you how he truly feels.

✨ FANTASYLAND

While strolling through Fantasyland, where all things fairy tales come to life, you make a pit stop at a store filled with costumes for princes and princesses. Your friends were amazed to see that deeper into the store, there was a salon that catered especially to children. All the kids sitting in the salon chairs were beaming with excitement as they got their hair and makeup done while dressed up as their favorite characters.

Karina coos as a little princess dressed as Rapunzel passed by her. She ran her fingers through the skirt ends of the costumes, admiring all the different dresses, while the boys immediately reached for the plastic weapons and shields. You hear their dramatic noises as Donghyuck stabs Jeno with a sword. Mark’s familiar laughter bounces off the walls as the fight continues, his hand shakily recording the ridiculous exchange.

“What is this place?” Karina asks curiously, turning to you for an answer. You knew she would love this place–the girl, although people perceived her as a tough girl, loved anything that had to do with princesses. 

There’s a sparkle in her eye, which only brightens when she approaches the section belonging to her favorite princess. Karina grabs hold of a pretty character headband, removing the one that’s on her head and tries on the new one. She spins to face you, silently asking if it looks good on her, and you nod enthusiastically, giving her a thumbs up. 

“Welcome to the Bippity Boppity Boutique,” you reply happily. Pointing to the cast members working on their guests, you continued, “They’re called Fairy Godmothers in Training. They help the kiddos with their makeovers.”

“Have you done it before?” Mark pops up out of nowhere, a little out of breath from the play fighting he did with the other two. He must’ve joined in the little spar after taking some pictures.

“Yeah, when I was little. I was Cinderella,” you laugh, remembering how pleased you were to be in the chair. You remind yourself to look for those photos; it’s been a while since you’ve seen them. “Can’t do it now as an adult though. Sorry, Rina.”

“Then why’d you bring me here?” She pouts at that, “To torture me? That’s mean. There goes my dream of being a princess.”

Mark bites back a chuckle at her bitter response and Karina has no trouble slapping his shoulder to shut him up. You choose to ignore the childish exchange.

“Well,” you start to say, inching towards the counter where a cast member eyes you curiously. “We can’t get full makeovers but we can get pixie dusted.”

“Pixie dusted?” Mark echoes, tilting his head in confusion. Your fingers twitch and you fight the urge to pet his head.

“The fairy godmothers have wands with them and they basically sprinkle glitter on top of your head while you make a wish. It’s really cute!”

The light in Karina’s eyes glows even brighter than before. “Really? Oh my god, can I do it?!” she asks, bouncing on the heels of her feet. 

“I knew you’d like it,” you giggle.

“Babe!” She calls Jeno over. 

His head pops up over a display, resembling a puppy hopping out of a hole they just dug. “Yeah?”

“Get pixie dusted with me,” Karina requests, reaching out for him with her wiggling fingers. 

Jeno quickly sets down the toys he was playing with, leaving a whining Donghyuck behind, and follows his girlfriend’s lead blindly. 

You and Mark watch them silently, both with smiles on your faces, as the couple holds hands and closes their eyes. The worker mumbles a little spiel as she taps her wand, the glitter raining down on their heads. Your camera is at the ready, finger holding down on the burst button for this special moment, capturing Karina’s tiny squeals and Jeno’s chuckles as the pixie dust settles in their hair and on their skin. 

“Anyone else?” The Fairy Godmother in Training asks politely, looking at you expectantly.

Mark nudges your side. “You gonna do it?”

“Of course. I’ll never pass up getting pixie dusted,” you say matter-of-factly, stepping forward.

“I want to do it, too,” Mark proclaims, stepping with you.

You laugh and warn him, “You wanna deal with glitter in your hair? It’s going to stay there for days.”

He shrugs, “They grant wishes, right? Maybe I need mine to come true.”

“Oh, yeah? And what wish is that, Spidey?”

He holds a slender figure to his lips. “If I tell you, then it definitely won’t come true. And I need all the help I can get with this one.”

You eye him suspiciously and when he doesn’t give it up, you sigh in defeat. Preparing yourself for the glitter, you bow your head down and close your eyes with your fingers linked together in the tightest hold. Your best friend nudges his forehead against yours and you let out a surprised giggle.

Just like Mark said he needs all the help he can get. He isn’t wishing for any regular thing. He wishes for something more precious than that–your heart. 

Sure, this is most likely playing make-believe but Mark Lee wants to believe in it. Maybe this is the little bit of magic he needs. Some might say he’s too old for this sort of thing but he wants to believe in fairy godmothers. He wants to believe in the shiny powder that they call pixie dust. He wants to believe in the magic that you do.

So when the glitter pours down on him, Mark shuts his eyes tightly and grips your hands with all his might. 

Mark wishes for your wish to come true,

Mark wishes for your happiness.

But most of all, Mark wishes to be yours.

Your next stop is quite the staple in the park and it’s a must-do on your list. Luckily, they all agree with you and suddenly, you are in line for the iconic teacups. For the summer, the wait isn’t too long–a mere fifteen minutes before it’s your group’s loading time. Before getting on the ride, the five of you decide to break into two groups instead of all squeezing into one tiny spice.

In their excitement, Karina and Donghyuck rush to claim a vehicle. Donghyuck lightly shoves Karina’s side when he realizes they are both aiming for the same cup, causing her to lose her balance. She groans once he hops into the pink teacup with hearts decorating the sides and scurries to grab another pink cup. 

“Why are you two like this?” You shout after them, shaking your head.

“When are we not like this?” Hyuck shouts back, his arms already spread across the rim of the cup. He calls you to join him and you do, closely followed by Mark.

Once you are seated and the door to the vehicle is closed, Donghyuck’s expression changes. “We need to spin this baby as fast as we can and we need to last longer than”–he sends a playful glare towards Jeno, whose hands are already resting on the wheel–“them.”

“Oh god, not this shit again,” you roll your eyes. 

The boys have an ongoing competition when it comes to spinning rides like these. Whoever spins for the longest period wins; the losers have to treat the winners to a prize of their choice. In the past, it’s been food, plushies, and anything else you can think of. 

“Can we just be normal for once?” 

“Bubs,” Mark laughs, “when are we ever normal?”

“Touche.”

Donghyuck dramatically drops his hands on the wheel, “Are you ready?”

There’s really no point in this competition. Although Jeno has a stronger build than you, Mark, or Donghyuck, there are only two of them in their cup as opposed to the three of you. There’s a clear winner. Despite that, you copy your mischievous friend’s actions,  a smile breaking through your unamused facade. “Alright, Hyuck.”

The spiel is blasted over the speakers, the music begins, and off you all go. Laughter surrounds you as the ride begins to spin. Your hands speedily make work and giggles spill out of your mouth when your hands pile on top of Donghyuck. Your friend matches your enthusiasm, his face crinkled in concentration as he turns the wheel, his whole body moving along with the teacup. You steal a glance at Jeno and Karina; seeing them only fueled your competitiveness and motivation to win this useless contest.

Mark, on the other hand, did not add to the spinning. He just watches his best friends, phone in hand. The device captures the most candid moments of you—smile wide enough to hear your laughter through the screen, hair flying in the wind, hands either gripping the wheel or Donghyuck when the cup goes a little too fast. 

Mark snaps a picture of you and Donghyuck cackling, bodies thrown over each other in the height of their fun. Even when your gorgeous smile is aimed at his best friend and not him, jealousy isn’t coursing through his veins. A warm feeling does instead—Mark just loves to see you happy.

He captures one last picture of you, your bright grin shining at him, and your hand reaching towards his camera. If someone were to play that Live Photo back, they would hear the giggles living in your voice as you call Mark’s name to join in on the fun.

This picture is the one he saves in his favorites folder and of course, in his heart.

✨ AVENGERS CAMPUS

“You’re nervous, aren’t you?” you ask Mark although the answer is obvious. Ever since you got in line, the boy beside you fidgeted with anything and everything possible. When he wasn’t playing with the keychains on your bag, he messed with the drawstrings of his cargo pants. He had a hard time staying still.

“No one asked you, Bubs," Mark hisses. His voice softens a moment later when he apologizes for snapping. The fussiness he exhibits is adorable in all kinds of ways and you fight the urge to mess with his hair in the meantime. You know it would only make him feel worse.

“It’s okay to be nervous, you know,” you reassure him as the people in front of you step forward. “It’s not every day you meet your childhood hero.”

“Isn’t this–I don’t know–a bit childish of me to feel like this? I mean, it’s just a guy in a suit.” 

“Hey,” you say, hating the way your best friend tried to bring himself down, “we’re here to let our inner child out. If you’re nervous or excited or whatever you’re feeling, just feel it.”

Mark sighs as the line moves again. “Right. You’re right.”

You laugh, ruffling his hair, “Aren’t I always?”

The boy groans, fingers immediately rising to fix his fringe. “Don’t mess it up, dude, it’s almost my turn.”

A soft giggle escapes your lips instead of an apology. You’re so fond of him. “You’re too cute.”

His cheeks flush with a bright red which only increases his cuteness factor. Mark, flustered as ever, opens his mouth to ask what you mean by that. His sentence is interrupted by the character attendant calling for the next person in line. Your best friend’s nerves are at an all-time high at this point and he looks to you for support.

You shake your head negatively and gesture to the phone in your hand. “This is all you, I have to take your pics!”

Mark sticks his tongue at you in retaliation before taking a deep breath. He approaches the awaiting figure with a cautiousness you’ve never seen from him. But with all due respect, Spider-Man is standing right there in front of him. If your favorite comic book and superhero character of all time stood in front of you, you’d probably react the same way. 

“H-hey,” Mark stutters out. You stifle a laugh as you snap the first picture of Mark and Spider-Man shaking hands.

“Hey, man, what’s your name?” Spider-Man greets enthusiastically. He gestures to Mark’s Spider-Man shirt, “Love the shirt.”

“It’s Mark,” he manages to say, “I’m a big fan. We just went on your ride and it was so cool.” Mark gestures to the building behind them, which housed the ride. It was an interactive ride that tasked the riders to help Spider-Man save the Avengers-themed area by shooting webs with motion-tracking technology. “My arm’s kinda tired though, I don’t think I could shoot webs like you.”

His rambling comment makes Spider-Man chuckle, his voice muffled through the red mask. “Yeah, I guess slinging webs isn’t for everyone. But hey, maybe if you train more, and go on the ride a few more times, you’ll be just as good as I am. We’re always looking to recruit new members to the team. You look like you’d be a great addition.”

Mark’s eyes glow with delight as the actor continues to shower him with compliments. “Yo, wait, that’d be so cool!”

“Should I show you some poses to start off with?” Spider-Man excitedly suggests. Mark easily complies and happily follows all the instructions the superhero gives him. While doing so, they stare right into your camera and you snap several photos of each pose. 

The joy radiating off of Mark’s face is enough to make your heart soar to a new height. The merriment he and your other friends exhibit as they make their way through the park is why you keep coming back. Disneyland brings everyone’s happiest self out and you will never grow tired of seeing people’s youthfulness shine through. 

“Got ‘em!” you shout from your place, giving the duo a thumbs up. 

You laugh as both of them return the thumbs up with a lightning-quick speed. Many people pointed out Mark’s speedy reactions, calling them his Spidey senses. Seeing Mark stand tall right next to Spider-Man himself, reacting the same way the character does, makes the term all the more fitting for your friend.

“Hey, you wanna jump in with us for a picture, too?” Spider-Man calls out to you. 

“Oh!” you exclaim, not expecting that at all. Your sole goal was to take Mark’s picture with his hero.  The thought of you joining in for a picture didn’t even cross your mind. “Sure, why not?” you grin, quickly handing the phone to the attendant on standby.

You swiftly shuffle into position, copying Spider-Man’s iconic pose, as the cast member takes a couple of shots on your phone. They prompt you to pose for the professional camera they have on hand as well and the three of you switch up your poses. The wide smile on your face is identical to Mark’s as the flash goes off. A feeling higher than contentment floods your entire being. You’re happy, incredibly so, to be in this moment with Mark and his hero.

You’re happy.

You see Mark dive right into another rambling burst with the prettiest little sparkle in his eye and you’re in love.

You’re happy and in love with Mark. 

Standing by for just a second, you see Spider-Man turn to you and nod his head in acknowledgment. Wordlessly, you open your arms to ask for a hug and the character accepts. “Thank you for making my Spidey’s day,” you whisper as Spider-Man squishes you to his side. “It means a lot to us.”

The actor catches onto the nickname and comments, “He’s your hero, huh?”

“I’m pretty sure he’s my everything,” you confess under your breath and your face immediately heats up upon realizing what you said to a complete stranger.

“Your secret’s safe with me.” 

The moment passes so quickly, that Mark doesn’t even grasp that two of his favorite people held their own side conversation. You give Spider-Man one last wave, retreat back to the attendant who hands you your phone, and stand off to the side to swipe through the pictures. Mark stops his little rant to watch you with a slight tilt of his mouth.

“She’s a good one,” Spider-Man brings Mark out of his thoughts, “We could use a recruit like her too.”

“She’s really special,” Mark lets out a fond laugh as you happily show your friends the pictures you’ve captured. “She’s my MJ, man.”

The character beside him laughs, not out of ridicule, but because of the similarities the two of you share. “Does she know that?” 

“Nah,” Mark’s hair ruffles with the breeze as he shakes his head. “Not yet.”

“Better let her know soon then,” he pats Mark on the back, gently pushing him in your direction. “And don’t let her go once you have her,” his hero adds as an afterthought. 

Mark turns back to give Spider-Man one last smile, “Don’t worry, I won’t.”

Mark Lee doesn’t have you in the way that he wants to, at least not yet, but once he does, there is no way he is letting you out of his sight. He may be the one who carries the heroic nickname but you are the one who has caught him in your web of love. Wherever you go, you have his whole heart. 

You are his whole heart. 

How can Mark Lee ever live without his whole heart?

✨ CARSLAND / SH-BOOM

“Hurry up, hurry up!” you call to your exhausted friends, who drag their feet behind you. 

“But we’re tired,” Karina whines as her steps grow heavier. She’s stolen her boyfriend’s hat to beat the heat but has little luck doing so. Jeno, noting this, turns his portable fan to face her. She wearily smiles at him, squeezing the hand conjoined with hers to thank him.

Donghyuck echoes Karina’s sentiments but you ignore their complaints altogether.

There’s no time to slow down, you think, as you make note of the time. The sun is about to set and your group still hasn’t reached the spot you want–no, need–to be in. You understand their exhaustion because you feel the same way but deep down, you know the hustling will be worth their while. 

“You guys, just do what she says,” Mark comes to your defense, giving you a reassuring glance, “I mean, she hasn’t let us down this whole day. I’m sure whatever she’s rushing us for will be worth it.”

You weave and bob through the crowds with ease and your friends fall in line behind you. You pass through the entrance of Avengers Campus and lead them straight into Carsland. A mass of people are gathered at the entrance of the land and you cringe at how packed it is. But upon hearing Donghyuck gasp with excitement, you grin and bear it. In the past, your friend mentioned that Cars was one of his favorite childhood movies. Since you’ve found that out, you’ve gifted him a Lightning McQueen present every year for his birthday.

“Holy shit, bro, I’m in Radiator Springs,” Donghyuck clutches your arm, “This is the best thing ever.”

“Oh, believe me, Hyuckie, it gets even better,” you say, pulling your friend along with you. You giggle at his reactions to every little detail you point out–how everything is built to scale, that all visitors are meant to be cars, how every third blink of the traffic light is slower just like the movie–and his brown eyes widen in childlike wonder.

Once again, Mark stands back as you take care of Donghyuck. He appreciates all the thought you put into this trip–making sure you know everyone’s specific interests and adjusting the day’s itinerary to meet everyone’s wishes. Jeno wanted to get on every thrill ride possible, so you purchased the Lightning Lane express passes to guarantee he had a good time. Karina wanted to feel like a princess, so you took her to the Boutique to get pixie dusted and scheduled time in the Fantasyland area to take as many pictures as she wanted. You spent a bit of time in Avengers Campus so Mark could get the entire Spider-Man experience. And now, you’re expertly guiding Donghyuck through Radiator Springs, equally excited as your friend who’s experiencing everything for the first time.

When everyone else voiced how worn out they were throughout the long summer day, you kept the spirits up and took care of each and every one of them. You may have not outwardly mentioned how spent you were but Mark caught onto the signs. While you were busy tending to each person's wants and needs, Mark found himself taking care of you. You’ve done so much for the group, he wonders what exactly he could do in return.

“Alright, stop right here,” you stop in the middle of the land, granting the group the perfect view of the land, “and face this way.” 

“Why are we stopping? Isn’t the ride right there?” Donghyuck points to the end of the area. “I thought we were heading there.”

“Yeah,” you reply, “there’s something we gotta do first.”

“What’s everyone standing around for?” Jeno asks, hugging Karina from behind. 

The others take a look around to see that a large crowd has formed in this area of the park, all facing the same way. Everyone is eagerly waiting for the same thing you are, their phones propped up in the air. You take another peek at your weather app and it deems it around one minute before sunset. Perfect. 

“Well, my good sir, you are about to find out,” you answer cryptically.

You squeeze Donghyuck’s hand. “You ready, Hyuck?”

“For wha–” His sentence is cut off by the area loop music increasing in volume. Everyone around you cheers as Sh-Boom by The Chords starts to blast through the speakers. “Oh my god.”

The rest of Donghyuck’s sentence is trapped between his teeth as the neon lights, starting from the furthest point of the area, begin to light up. It’s an exact replica of the movie, the lights flickering on with the beat of the old-time music. The bright lights resemble your friends’ expressions, the giddiness of experiencing this iconic moment apparent on their faces. Donghyuck is practically glowing with childlike wonder, bouncing on the balls of his feet. You snap a photo of him as he continues to take it in. Jeno sways Karina back and forth, his arms wrapped around his girlfriend’s waist and chin resting on her shoulder as she records the whole thing.

Smiling, you turn to look at Mark whose eyes are solely trained on you. His phone is in hand, aimed in your direction, and you assume he took a picture of the lit-up signs behind you. “Isn’t it so pretty?” you ask, hands gesturing to the entire area.

Mark’s gaze doesn’t falter, doesn’t leave you when he answers, “It’s the prettiest.”

A heat spreads to all parts of your face and body at his flirtatious response. You turn away from him, too embarrassed to meet his soft stare. “It’s one of my favorite times of the day. My family always came here at sunset just to watch it. It’s fun watching everyone’s reactions and seeing people dance to the music, like them”–you point to a dancing couple, the man spinning his partner and the woman laughing gleefully–“I dunno, it just makes me happy.”

“I can see why,” Mark chuckles.

Your gaze lingers on the duo and Mark spots a look of longing in your eyes. Your best friend sees a chance, one as clear as day, and with all the bravado he can muster, Mark takes it. He tugs you towards him and you gasp at the sudden movement.

“What?” you whisper.

Mark sticks out a hand for you to take and bashfully says, “Dance with me.”

“What?” you repeat in shock, eyes dropping from his face to his outstretched hand.

“You heard what I said,” your best friend chuckles, “Dance with me.”

Instead of waiting for a response from you, Mark takes your palm in his and gently places his other hand around your waist. Your breath catches in your throat, anxious eyes meeting his own, and the boy shoots you a reassuring smile. He takes the lead, guiding you through a few swing steps as you dance on the street. You’re a little unfocused through it all, your mind wandering from the warmth of his touch to his unfaltering look. 

“Have you always known how to swing?” you ask as he leads you into a spin.

Mark dances with an ease you don’t expect from his clumsy self. You’re used to his harder, sharper style of dancing he exhibits when you all go out dancing–the lighter style catching you completely off-guard. It makes you fall for your best friend a little more than you already have.

He nods as he catches you in his arms before turning you around again. “Yeah, I learned from watching my parents dance. I only really danced with my mom, though. I guess I was just–” Mark coughs, shaking his head.

“Just what?” You egg him on, wanting to hear what your crush has to say.

“No, never mind, it’s nothing.”

“Doesn’t sound like nothing to me,” you quip.

“Nah, it’s stupid,” Mark tries to dismiss it, distracting you with another spin.

With him being the perfect leader, your sneaker-clad feet move in time with him, following wherever he goes. “Nothing you say is going to be stupid,” you add, squeezing his palm.

You know you’ve won the argument when Mark sighs. He’s so close to you now, you can feel his breath hit your face. There’s a hint of fresh spearmint, coming from the gum you offered him earlier. Any closer and your lips can press right into his, completing the romantic moment that you could only dream about. 

Mark gulps nervously as you look up at him with confusion. The words come tumbling out before he can stop himself from making a fool, “I guess I was just waiting for the right partner.”

There’s more to Mark’s sweet reply than meets the eye. Once again, you burn up at the implications. You shouldn’t assume the meaning behind your crush’s words but something about the way he said it makes you believe that you are the partner he is waiting for. To be deemed worth waiting for is a girl’s deepest fantasy and your heart swells in your chest at the thought of it all.

Despite the rapid thoughts running through your head, the only thing you can spit out is a quiet, “Oh.” 

Mark renders you speechless at the favorite part of the day and in your favorite place in the entire world; he pockets this as a big win. With his warm hand resting at your waist and the other clutching your calm, Mark leads you into a flurry of sequential moves. Never once does he bump into another person in the crowd, he navigates through the small space you’re granted so gracefully. Dancing with him brings you to such a natural high, you feel lighter than air. 

The laughter that spills from your lips fills his heart with joy and as the song reaches its end, the arm at your waist tightens enough to usher you into a dip. As your torso lowers, his body follows your own. He keeps you in this position, his pretty brown eyes glued onto your shaking pupils. He’s so near, that your sight triangulates from his eyes down to his grinning lips. You notice the pink that tickles his skin, from his squishy cheeks to his pierced ears.

As Mark pulls you back up, you circle your arms around his neck and give him the biggest hug in existence. You whisper a light and heartfelt, “thank you,” in his ears and Mark responds by pulling you closer.

While the song that played through the speakers announced, “Life could be a dream,” Mark Lee deems that his life already is. To him, his life is a dream and that’s because you’re in it. 

✨ FIREWORKS

The sun has set and your entire group is tired but the day’s not quite over yet. The five of you are amongst the throng of people seated on the asphalt, bodies splayed in all sorts of configurations. Karina and Jeno are in front of you, whispering happily as they go through all of their pictures together. Donghyuck has no problem taking a nap on the floor, using some plastic bags as his makeshift mattress and Karina’s new plushie as a pillow. Mark, on the other hand, is seated on your right and silently playing a game on his phone. 

The extent of your tiredness didn’t hit until you sat on the floor, a groan leaving your mouth as you fought to find a comfortable position. The ground really isn’t the best place to sit but you have to camp out for the best view of the castle and the fireworks. You find yourself hugging your legs and resting your face on your knees to keep yourself warm. The weather is a lot cooler than it was earlier in the day and the slight breeze has you shivering. 

“You okay?” Mark asks, still looking at his phone.

“What makes you think I’m not?”

“You keep moving around like you’re uncomfortable or something,” Mark pauses his game and notices the goosebumps on your skin, “Bubs, are you cold?”

“Yeah, just a little bit but I’ll deal with it.” You leave out the fact that you’re tempted to buy a sweater from a gift shop, just as you do every single time you get cold in the parks. It’s an expensive tradition you need to break. Plus, there’s no more room in your closet for more cozy crewneck sweaters. 

Another quiver runs through your body as the winds blow through the area. Mark frowns as you tighten the grip around your legs. He immediately shrugs off the zip-up he wore, draping it around your curled-up shoulders. The warmth of the fabric combined with the smell of his cologne hits you all at once. 

“Mark, I told you I’m okay,” you pout at him as he gets up from his spot. He stops you from taking it off, his palms firm on your back. “You’re gonna get cold.”

He disagrees, pulling the hood over your head. “Nah, I run hot anyway. I don’t want you to get sick or anything so just leave it on, okay?”

“But–”

“For me?” Mark pushes. He smiles when you pout even further, knowing there’s no way you can beat him in this conversation. “That’s my girl,” he adds, a hand coming to cup the back of your neck. A sudden urge comes over him and before he even places what he's doing, Mark plants a tiny kiss on the top of your head. You feel the slight pressure of his lips between the fabric and your head is reeling the second he pulls back.

“I’ll be right back,” Mark whispers before setting off into the crowd.

You’re frozen in place, the ability to respond nonexistent in your mind. You simply watch as he fades away and then, the shyest smile breaks through. There are no clouds left in the sky but you’re officially on Cloud 9, your heart beating rapidly in your chest, and your face buried into the sleeve ends of his jacket.  

True to his word, your best friend returns fifteen minutes later with a plastic bag in one hand and a hot drink in the other. Mark pulls out the coziest Disney-themes blanket you have ever seen, folds it in half, and then places it onto the floor. He motions for you to sit on it and you smile even wider. “Better?” he asks as you settle crisscross on the soft fabric. 

A relieved sigh slips past your lips as the soft material rubs against your skin. “So much better.”

Mark plops himself right beside you. His bare arm presses against yours in an attempt to fit on the blanket. There’s lots of space left but you don’t mind, snuggling right up to his side. He chuckles at your action, draping his arm around your hoodie-clad shoulders to pull you closer. “Got you a hot chocolate too, passed by the cafe across from the gift shop,” your crush gently places the drink in your hands.

“You really didn’t have to,” you mutter, hiding your smile behind the drink.

“Wanted to.” 

“Thanks,” you reply in between your tiny sips.

“Anything for you, Bubs.”

With his arm around you and your body cozied up to his side, the time passes quickly. You’re in your own world, your quiet conversations drowned out by the chatter of the large crowd surrounding the castle area. The cocoa is passed back and forth between his hand and yours, an indirect kiss shared each either of you takes a sip. You laugh over things that happened throughout the day, from Mark’s burnt tongue to all the hideous ride pictures your friends took while wholeheartedly enjoying themselves. 

When Mark takes a big sip, you crack an unexpected joke that leaves him choking on the drink. Your roaring laughter attracts the attention of the others around you but you are so into Mark, you don’t even notice.  He’s a sputtering mess, with the hot drink all over his cheeks and hands. You help him through it, one hand patting his back and the other reaching up to wipe away the liquid with his sleeve. 

“You’re so silly,” you whisper fondly as your thumb rubs against his soft cheek.

“No, you just caught me off guard,” Mark replies, nuzzling into your hand. The moment feels a little too intimate, especially when his fingers reach up to connect with yours, but you don’t want it to end. It finally feels like something good is happening. It feels like the dream you’ve kept deep in your heart is coming true and you don’t want to fight it. 

You pay no attention to the way your friends are staring knowingly at you like this was all meant to happen. Your eyes are solely trained on Mark and how he holds you so delicately as if you were a bubble about to burst. Mark keeps you tucked into him until the five-minute before the fireworks announcement blasts through the speakers. 

Mark is the first to get up off the blanket and you hate how easily he does so. The feeling of pins and needles travel down your legs as you try to get up. You moan in pain, struggling to get up. When you finally rise from the ground, your knees buckle and you lose your balance. A little noise slips out as you stumble, your clumsiness almost leading you straight into another person. Strong hands from behind immediately fly to your hips to keep you steady and you fall right back into Mark’s sturdy chest. 

His hands remain at your hips as you turn to look at him. You mumble an apology and he clutches your waist a little harder. “Who’s the silly one now, huh?”

“Shut up.”

Even as the moment ends, Mark’s hands stay in place. The only movement he makes is a minuscule tug that molds you into his chest. He hears no complaints from you, just a pleased little sigh, that signals you’re one hundred percent okay with what is happening. 

The surrounding lights dim, projections on the castle come alive, and music that could only be described as magical begins to play. It’s the scene of your dreams–you are in the hold of someone you love as fireworks light up the sky. The show’s just begun and here you are, wishing you can stay in this moment forever.

Seeing as how he’s made it this far, Mark puts on his bravest face and circles his arms around your waist. You hum in approval, resting your hands right above his. He replies by tangling his digits with yours and you smile so widely, it’s brighter than the pyrotechnics shooting off above you. 

The soundtrack isn’t new to you; it’s the show the park features every summertime, so you find yourself humming along to every section and transition that passes. By the time the love-themed section bleeds through the sound system and the castle glows with pinks and reds, you tell your best friend, “This is my favorite part.”

He says nothing in response, too busy admiring you instead of the show. Mark rests his chin on your shoulder, his gaze directed at the side of your face. He takes in the sight of the glow the lights cast on you, your lips curled up as you mouth each and every lyric.

It’s quite obvious that he’s staring at you. Even if you didn’t catch him from the corner of your eye, you feel Mark’s steady breath hit your neck and cheek. Your entire body radiates heat upon this realization. You sink your teeth into your bottom lip to calm the hopeless romantic inside you. 

You want to look at him, you really do, but you’re scared of what will follow after you meet Mark’s eyes. But when he whispers about your favorite song playing, your heart swells at his great memory, and you turn. 

The tip of Mark’s nose grazes yours after your sudden movement. You’re right there, less than a breath away from him, and his eyes are filled with immense tenderness. In your years of knowing Mark Lee, you’ve never seen him look at another person the way he’s looking at you at this moment. It’s a look filled with endearment and affection, leaving your heart swelling in your chest. 

You barely hear the boom of the fireworks shooting off, not when Mark’s eyes flitter down to your parted lips. He’s captivated your heart and soul, you can’t help but nudge your nose against his as you inch closer. It’s a silent signal, one he understands without further explanation. Your best friend shuts his eyes, calls upon the glittery pixie dust that sits in his hair and makes his final wish of the night. He wishes for the strength to make his next move. 

Mark’s soft lips touch yours most delicately; the press is merely there, and it throws you for a loop. The kiss makes you so incredibly giddy, that you turn your head even more and your hand anchors itself to his cheek. It keeps you steady as he dives in for seconds, this one more eager than the first. With your favorite love song in the background and the fireworks booming in the distance, you are happier than ever.

You are so happy that your wide grin and little giggles cause Mark to break away for a short moment. He plants another peck amid your laughter and soon he’s chuckling too. The arms around your waist lock you in place as he burrows into the crook of your neck, placing the tiniest kiss where your pulse hammers against your skin. 

Mark’s feet are on the ground but he feels like he’s flying. His heart has grown wings, allowing him to soar to new heights. He feels like he can touch every little star in the sky. Kissing you in this land of make-believe, underneath the fireworks, feels like a miracle and he fears that he will never come down again.

He’s pretty sure the gleam in your eyes mirrors his own. It’s so pretty and bright and magical–it encompasses all the emotions stirring in his chest. They start from his heart, bubble up through his neck, and the words he’s been meaning to say spill out as a crescendo booms throughout the area. “You’re my wish come true.”

Turning in his hold, you circle your arms around his neck. You draw him closer, your lips ghosting against his to say, “And you are mine,” before closing the sentence with another kiss. 

You’ve always loved fairytale endings–how the prince always gets the princess at the end of the story. When he grins against your lips, you realize that you’ve been in one the entire time. The story of you and Mark is more than a dream that filled your head. It’s more than something you wished upon a star for. Your story is the slowest burn that led to the greatest happy ending. 

All it needed was a little faith, trust, and a whole lot of pixie dust. 

FINAL PARK ANNOUNCEMENT. Hey everyone! Long time no post. I think the last time I posted a fic was in either December or January? I'm happy to be back for a hot second. This fic was inspired by many things: Mark calling his fans "his MJ," my personal visits to Disneyland over the years, and especially the trips I've gone on with friends that I've met on this site. Hehehe. I really hope you all enjoy this rainbow of magic and fluff. Please let me know what you think of it. Your feedback keeps me going! Love always, Nikki <3

TAGLIST. (tagging my gen taglist and friends that I think will be interested in it hehehe) @winwintea @johtenrecs @lavendersuh @itsapapisongo @nctsworld @hotdogct @smileysuh @suhnnyskiess @keemburley @jaemdonuts @haetrack @bat-shark-repellant @bebsky

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[giselleloversclub]

NCT SMAU REC PT.3

mark lee

dm for prices @susicheng

small lifestyle influencer yn, who also happens to be a stressed college student, runs into a life threatening dilemma: plug moved to a different state post grad. having developed a crippling dependency on her weekly smoke sesh, she needs someone new, FAST. luckily, chenle seems to know just the guy. enter: mark lee, an astoundingly reliable plug with an interesting texting style. 

plug! mark x fem! reader

personal fav !

⋆ you. @fairyoflia

in which a biology major and a basketball player lock eyes on the train after getting caught in the rain. unfortunately for them, they hate each other.

basketball player! mark lee x fem! reader

from the rooftops @peterm4rker

in which biochemistry major mark lee didn’t have time to be swinging around the city fighting crime when he had a chemistry report due in two days and a whole plan to make the girl of his dreams to fall in love with him before the new years party.

or

in which journalism major y/n l/n needed her ground breaking story of the year before fuckass yuna took her place in the college newspaper and decided her favorite superhero was the answer, all while trying to get that cute biochem student to notice her.

spiderman!mark x journalist!reader

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huang renjun

starlight @suhnandmoon

after an unexpected night at the movies, you’re left turned into a vampire. with the help of park jisung and his friends, your new lifestyle adjustments are thankfully made a lot easier. that is until your friends start to call out your flaky behavior. quick, how are you going to cover up your secret? a fake boyfriend taking up your time? perfect! huang renjun is just the right guy!

huang renjun x fem!reader

vampire au

crush culture @suhnshinehaos

ln yn has always flirted with huang renjun. but they do that with literally everyone else too, they couldn’t possibly be serious about pursuing him, right? on their final year of university, yn is determined to show that they are. with all the walls that renjun has built around himself, will they be strong enough to succeed in tearing them down?

huang renjun x gn!reader

𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐞 @sungbeam

you and renjun are pen-pals-turned-best-friends, except, no one knows that you know each other. at the same time, both you and renjun are also trying to survive being set up with people by your own separate friend groups. turns out, maybe you both just want each other and no one else.

huang renjun x fem!reader

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lee jeno

LOVE ON THE (DANCE) FLOOR @v1si0n

jeno was not thrilled about you joining his dance team, especially because he starts messing up every time you’re around. is it really his fault that he gets distracted by how good you look when you dance?

enemies to lovers

dancer!jeno x bookworm!reader

ᝰ.ᐟ off the record @strrykais

someone had to write for the sports column in your schools paper, and unfortunately it falls onto you. only knowing very little about basketball - thanks to your friend chenle, this shouldn't be so bad!

well, that was until you meet the team’s captain and he rudely asks if you are deaf.... funny thing is, you are!

lee jeno x fem!reader

personal fav

good graces @106alibi

y/n knows she's petty. so when she found out her (secret) celebrity boyfriend of a year had been cheating on her, through a news article to make things worse, she decided to cook up an action plan to get back at him, and what better way to take revenge than to get together with his all-time favourite athlete?

or, in which y/n involves an unsuspecting lee jeno into her little revenge scheme on her now ex-boyfriend.

boxer!jeno x magazine-editor!reader

personal fav

secret admirer @diaphamin

in which ncit’s star basketball player lee jeno is your secret admirer

lee jeno x reader

my youth , your kitchen @cigsaftersuh

in which y/n, a pre-med student, who loves to cook & feed people, meets jeno, the quiet sports science major with a soft smile, and discovers that the way to someone’s heart really is through their gastrointestinal tract, their stomach.

non-idol! jeno x f! reader (.◜◡◝)

good boy @fullsunstrawberry

New year's resolution leads to you hitting the gym with your two muscle-head friends. But things get complicated when feelings and emotions are involved.

Jeno x Reader (some anton x reader)

underneath the tree @winwintea

you’ve heard enough of the word ‘christmas’ and it was only the beginning of december! sometimes you’d wish people would just throw their cheerfulness out the window and focus on reality. unfortunately for you lee jeno has just drawn your name for the company’s annual secret santa swinter swap and he’s going to make sure you get a gift you’ll never forget. (and maybe even get you to appreciate christmas along the way?)

co-worker!lee jeno x female!reader

oh , pretty please ? @nislost

After being scolded by a teacher y/n decides she’s sick of failing her classes. she knows if she doesn’t get her act together she might not even make it in life. she decides to seek help from the one student that that can potentially help her, jeno the valedictorian. jeno would only accept if y/n helped him in some way too.

valedictorian!jeno x bimbo!reader

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lee haechan

on the same page @johnnysuhbmarine

Knowing a change of scenery was what your mental health needed, you transferred to where your brother, Mark, goes to college. The good news is, he’s not too cool for his younger sister, so he lets you join his friend group immediately. The bad news is, Haechan is in that friend group, and a brief encounter four years ago was enough for you to understand he does NOT like you. Even worse news, he’s a lot hotter than he was four years ago…

Haechan x reader

personal fav

lab rats ! @106alibi

graded internship season has finally rolled around for biology student y/n, and with a current gpa of 4.0 under her belt and an extremely high possibility of graduating valedictorian, she's fairly confident that acing her research internship will be just what she needs to secure that spot. of course, that was until a certain someone came into the equation.

or, y/n finds herself partnered with the last person she'd ever want to work with for her research internship, lee donghyuck.

biology-student!donghyuck x biology-student!reader

how not to be a virgin 101 @diaphamin

college is about gaining further education, to some, but to y/n it means she is finally free to explore the side of life she was never able to. parties, relationships, and sex. she was tired of being dull, tired of being the only one around her who hasn’t experienced anything romantic. she was ready to be the exact opposite of what she wasn’t. the only problem being… she doesn’t know how. that’s when she calls upon haechan, someone notoriously known for having a bit too much fun… and asks him for guidance.

where you are @luvmahae

what the absolute fuck is up baby! fall semester marks the peak of greek life at ncu. the campus quad is filled with tents representing various fraternities and sororities with their letters proudly presented in front of each booth, all eager to recruit new members. as students return to campus, they are met with a flood of fliers and invitations to parties, mixers, and rush events. while you were walking through the crowd of eager freshmen to join these organizations, you bumped into someone very unexpected...

what do you do when you bump into the guy you hooked up with after a music festival during summer break? instead of the royal blue basketball jersey you first met him in, it was replaced by a varsity jacket with the letters reading "ΝΧΘ".

"haechan?"

fratboy!haechan x fem!reader

personal fav

nerf this ! @injvns

in which overwatch streamer yn ln is on a winning streak one night, and sorta kinda ends up killing professional overwatch player lee haechan on stream…multiple times. she didn't even know who he was, let alone that he was super hot?! c'mon, she wouldn't have smoked him THAT hard if she knew!

or

yn starts overwatch beef with haechan accidentally. romance ensues.

progamer!haechan x streamer!femreader

cruise of love @mixxiew

yn, a scholarship student, finally gets the opportunity of her life to join her friends for the Semester at the Sea. every thing looks like a dream until the arrogant rich boy lee haechan crushes into her.

haechan x reader

just pretend ! @nislost

y/n gets hit up by her ex and in a desperate attempt to have him leave her alone she gets a random picture of a guy on pinterest and pretends he’s her bf. turns out the picture she used is of an up and coming youtuber lee haechan.

nonidol!haechan x f!reader

sunshine and starlight @lavndrystudios

haechan gets more than he bargained for when he meets chaeyoung’s new roommate. turns out he loves you, he really does. too bad you’re with ten.

haechan x f!reader

APT @sourrpatched

“Don’t you want me like I want you baby?”

After a uni party full of too many drinks and party games, y/n meets the love of her life. Only the next morning she can’t remember his name, his face, or anything besides his very attractive hands.

Lee Donghyuck lives a simple life, work, school, and sleep. He has no business in being dragged into parties every weekend. Which is why bumping into his complete opposite is enough to bring him out of that shell, albeit with force.

LEE DONGHYUCK X FEM!READER

you’re losing me. @najaemism

it’s been six weeks since you ended your six-year relationship with haechan, and it seems like he’s already moved on.

angst, ex!haechan, hurt/no comfort

it's the way you are @inurnctdreams

y/n suh is going into her second semester of her sophomore year at snu. as a self-proclaimed snu lions fangirl, she can’t believe there’s a new player on the team she hasn’t met yet, especially one as cute and funny as lee donghyuck, who nearly everyone she knows seems to already be friends with. how did she manage to avoid him (even if unintentionally) for almost an entire year and a half? he seems way too good to be true… and then she remembers; he’s in the frat.

haechan x fem!reader

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na jaemin

builds @moonslie04 In which streamer! Jaemin joins a random player's world and starts to roast their build without knowing that the innocent player was another genshin content creator.

˙⋆✮ bed chem ✮⋆˙ @wonbin-truther

when jaemin saw the big red "16%" on his first organic chemistry test, he knew he needed a tutor, fast. enter l/n y/n, a chemical engineering student who is determined to raise his grade. but as study sessions turn into late-night library marathons, jaemin is starting to realize he’s got more than just organic chemistry to worry about.

college student yn x college student jaemin

movie nights @nana4nena

while you’re having weekly movie nights with the dreamies, you and jaemin are falling in love, but someone is falling for you

jaemin x fem! reader

✮⋆˙ .exposure. @susicheng

a member of the up-and coming pop-punk / emo band, reverie: yn finds herself falling in the deep end with the band's new (much needed) photographer, na jaemin.

na jaemin x fem!reader ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆

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zhong chenle

run your mouth @doughyk

chenle has a worm in his ear;not a good worm either, and it doesn’t seem to go away. But there you are, the worm in his ear. Yapping his ear off during work, absolutely smitten by him…chenle not so smitten by you.

nonidol!chenle x fem reader

personal fav

say it @sqh3e

you and Chenle are in the same music class at SMU, you write the songs, he sings them. for a few weeks you stopped showing up and no one realized you hadn’t been showing up until your friend mentions your name.

singer!chenle x fem!reader

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park jisung

SCUM'S WISH 𓆩♡𓆪 @jungaji

struggling with unrequited feelings, you and park jisung agree to a fake relationship to ease your loneliness, filling the gaps left by others. with promises not to fall for each other and to part ways if your affections are reciprocated elsewhere, you jump into this arrangement. can you both stick to the rules, or will the lines between pretense and reality blur?

or, in which you and park jisung turn to each other for comfort in an attempt to soothe your unrequited loves.

park jisung x fem!reader feat. jeong jaehyun & cho miyeon

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[222low]

7dream reactions when u get matching clothes with them plspls !! 💗

nct dream + matching clothes ꒰˶ˆ꒳ˆ˵꒱

7dream reactions to u wanting to match clothes

content: fluff, gn reader, not proofread (lmk abt mistakes)

mark

would be surprised that you'd wanna do something like that with him at first, but why wouldn't you??

would def be smth spiderman related..cute pjs or hoodies or smth

would love the thought of you two wearing the hoodies in public together, or even apart, knowing you guys were matching

would tell u about how his friends asked if he was matching w u when he got home

renjun

would probably question it at first but when he sees what u got him he'd think its thoughtful and wear it to make u happy

after he sees u try it on he'd be so much more open to the idea, loving how happy u were in it

would joke around w u that its "too cheesy" but loves it deep down

jeno

when u bring it up he'd probably just look at u w the biggest smile on his face

whatever u want, he will wear. even if its corny

he'd think the idea is really cute

probably get teased about it but he wouldn't mind at all

i just view jeno as a giant teddy bear tbh..

haechan

HE would be the one helping you pick the clothes out

make sure to go for the ones that SCREAM matching couple

would have so much fun trying them all on and choosing the final one

would wear it with the utmost pride..

jaemin

would literally agree with no hesitation

the first time you guys match, he'd bring home other things he finds

you could probably make a whole outfit combined from the matching clothes u guys have

and don't forget matching clothes for ur cats!!

chenle

i honestly think chenle would be really excited to match with you

takes this very seriously. everything must look and match perfectly

would go around telling everyone he's matching with u, wanting to show it off at any given moment

annoy u over texts about every time he brings it up, or asks u if anyone noticed yet

jisung

unsure at first, but he'd do anything to make u happy

after seeing what u chose, he'd be more on board, wanting something not too flashy, something only you two would know about

when people pick up on it, he'd get shy but love that it was noticeable

[ghostofhyuck]

NCT Dream and things in your shared apartment that makes sense.

Mark Lee ; subtle spiderman decorations.

It was a silly fandom joke but Mark took it seriously like lol okay spidermark we see you. So it makes sense that your shared apartment with him has some subtle spiderman decorations. And it's not like you two thought about it, it just happened that when you two go shopping and saw something spiderman-related, you two would buy it impulsively. There's a lego spiderman both in your apartment keys. A small spiderman figurine lay silently on the corner of bedside table. Or maybe there's a "I love Spiderman" magnet on your fridge too. Either way, it's cute and reminds you of your boyfriend so much. 

Huang Renjun ; touches of your favorite color.

When you two first bought the shared apartment, you and Renjun discussed about the overall design of the flat, especially the color combination. Making sure that you two can come in terms, your apartment felt like a light spring because of the color combination. You two made it worked and it feels like home for the two of you! Also, you two are very meticulous with the design, like it took you guys a week to fully designed the whole apartment but it was worth it because it turned out so beautiful! <3

Lee Jeno ; everything comes in pairs!

Like. Literally. Everything. Is a pair. That's why the Dreamies would complain why you two only have two sets of plates and utensils, and Jeno would shrug, it's not like you two need more lol. The first thing you'll see is two pairs of home slippers, and key holder only has two hook. There's one long couch that only fits two people, and in the bathroom, there's a pair of toothbrush rest idly on the holder! But it's a cute way to show that the apartment is owned by a couple who's very minimal and tranquil with their life. <3

Lee Donghyuck ; mismatched decorations

I feel like the overall aesthetic of your shared apartment with Haechan is kinda chaotic but the more you stare at it, the more you think that hey, it's not that bad at all. Like it's fine that your collection of sonny angels is right next to Haechan's pc set-up. Or how a lego figurine of a sportscar is line-up on top of a cabinet and then, there's this cute miffy lamp next to it. Everything's just mismatched but it's your shared apartment, and no one seems to bat an eye at the confusing aesthetic of the apartment. 

Na Jaemin ; photobooks as coffee table center

Okay mr. narcissism, it's no surprise that you have a set of photobooks on top of your coffee table. It probably contains: (1) pictures of you two on a vacation together, (2) portraits of the people he love the most, or (3) portraits of Dreamies! He swells in pride whenever there are guests and they would look into the photobook and just admire the portraits that he captured. Plus, it's placed in your shared apartment! He was just happy that his three kids hasn't chew the photobook yet, (and hopefully not!)

Zhong Chenle ; scattered bitten objects

It's not like your apartment's messy, but Daegal is such a hyper dog despite being your princess. She just loves to play and even though her teething phase is finished, she still lovesssss carrying objects to bite. You'll just go home to your apartment and find that Daegal had reached the throw pillow and now it's on the floor, ripped open with a few cottons on the floor and you couldn't be angry with her because she has her puppy eyes waiting for you. <3 Plus, you know how your boyfriend tolerates Daegal's biting habits lol. 

Park Jisung ; a bed full of plushies

OH. Your bed with Jisung is just full of plushies and that's because you're obsessed with plushies and couldn't sleep without cuddling one. (Jisung would complain that you should just cuddle him instead.) He only have a few plushies there but you tend to just fill the bed that when morning comes, some of the plushies were already on the floor. You would pick them up and apologize for pushing them off the floor while your boyfriend just stares at you. But at the same time, he doesn't mind because it's like you two have a big family whenever he goes home and sees the pile of plushies on the bed. 

[h3nderyss]

you as nct dream's 8th member (headcanons)

pairing: ot7 x fem!reader . . . masterlist . . . 127 ver . . . wayv ver genre: fluff, headcanons a/n: romantic headcanons for each member if you were the 8th member and only girl in dream! u can imagine if ur in a secret relationship or not! ・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・

mark

he'll get so flustered after ur compliments, saying something like "yo, stop... seriously!" while literally smiling

writes sooo! many! lyrics about u, he'd ask for ur opinion on them without finding out theyre rlly abt you..

loves walking with u after practice chatting, you guys always end up at his place, or getting food at a local restaurant

a date? a hangout? who knows at this point..

gets shy when the members tease him from how much he pays attention to u, "she's my friend, okay?"

expect to always be cuddled up to him during every movie night

he'd always jokingly ask u to put on spiderman. EVERY TIME.

asks for ur feedback on everything he does, secretly wanting to impress u ...🤫

calls u late at night just to talk abt random things that pop up in his mind

yap sessions galore with this man

never expect the room to be dim with his presence. especially with u around, he loves to talk

i feel like you and mark would talk in english the most too

renjun

starting off, he'd be adorably protective, scolding u if u overwork yourself, but softening with a worried smile

sings softly to u during quiet moments (his voiceee i can't)

teach u mandarin calling u beautiful just to see u blush

king of handmade gifts

omgg, the amount of snacks u guys would sneak each other so the members don't see and steal!

would send u songs that u might like, saying they reminded him of u

his gaze would just linger on u tbh!

jeno

BLUSHING GALOREEE

ok. you guys are just working out but then when he GUIDES u

like hands on hips sorta thing, he pretends it's "for safety"

that was enough to get ur legs weak more than the actual workout

he'd give u piggybacks during practice just to be silly

loves seeing u in his hoodies, pls steal them more often

yea he'd catch you if you stumble saying something like "careful, princess" HELLLOOO???

i think he'd take that as a perfect chance to steal a kiss from u

he's a smiley boy, pls compliment him to earn more smiles!

the members would tease him for how much he looks out for u but doesn't deny it at all

haechan

he'd always notice when ur tired, letting u lean ur head on his shoulder

he'd like steal ur phone to make u chase him around the practice room??

then you'd find a few selfies of himself in ur camera roll

randomly dramatically serenades u during practice breaks

if you'd go thru a haunted house, do NOT expect him to let go of ur hand. he wants u to be safe and comfortable at all times!

if ur bored u would cuddle with him and play with his hand and fingers

he'll get surprisingly jealous if u hang around another member for a while, he'd be pouting or just staring at u until u notice

expect him to be feeding u snacks, and vice versa

he actually visibly lights up after u laugh at his jokes

ohhh don't even get me started on his silliness. you'd be constantly telling him how much u love his goofiness

lowkey brags about how close u two are to the others, he acts like it's such a big achievement

jaemin

sooo sooo sooo effortlessly romantic 🫠

literally telling u "you're beautiful" as if it's the most natural thing ever

u guys would have SO many pics together

he'd always find a way to make u laugh! funny story or just jokes, as long as it means he'll be able to see u smile

he'd brush ur hair out of ur face during practice

his touch lingering just a little longer

lord the way he's just so CHARMING

plans cute outings for the two of u

yall know that vid of him and mark patting the seat in between them??

yea, when he wants u to sit next to him he WILL do that

ur insta would have candid pics of him everywhere

chenle

personal mandarin tutor

makes fun of u for pronounciation mistakes but is rlly considerate in making sure you'll get it perfect

there'd practically never be a silent moment with yall

one of u HAS to be yapping

he'd show u off

make u laugh nonstoppp his goofiness comes out more when he's with u

gets jealous if other members tease u, "only i'm allowed to do that!"

when u catch him singing he'll go "i'm practicing for you" then it ends up in a serenade

for some reason the song that pops up in my head when i wrote that hc is 'when i'm with you'

he wants to watch basketball with u just so he can spend time with the 2 things he loves

even if u hate basketball bc cmon.. u cant resist chenle

you'd jokingly get jealous about his obsession with stephen curry LMAO

when ur yapping, or he's yapping, he'd tuck a piece of ur hair behind ur ear idk

if he has like a solo schedule somewhere that requires u guys to be away for so long, expect 5 minute long videos he sends u of his day

OR just hours long facetime calls

jisung

one day he'd be shy when complimenting u, the other he'd be bold af

he just ends up zoning out looking at u thru the mirror during practice

yall would just have lots of duo dance sessions, he's like ur private teacher

king of back hugs, his arms go around ur waist

he'd always find a way to be around you so subtlety it's like he's lurking

not in a creepy way he just rlly likes u idk 🙁

ok enough of soft jisung

seeing him out of breath with messed up hair after dancing is a DIFFERENT feeling

kisses like everywhere bro

he'd like to kiss u trapping u between him and the wall

anywayssss....

expect cute instead of classy dates.

[fae-renjun]

🗯✮₊˚⊹ THE ANATOMY OF A ROMANCE — l.jn [ TEASER ]

# pairing.ᐟ lee jeno x fem!reader — [1.1k], college!au, academic rivals to friends to lovers, teaser for the first instalment of how to fall in love (for dummies)

# synopsis.ᐟ  when yn finally got tickets for comic con this year, the last thing she expected was to accidentally coordinate outfits with lee jeno: the boy she had been tied with for the top of every class they had taken together since first year. or in which jeno begins to realise the girl he could never beat in academics has more in common with him than he thought. warnings.ᐟ just swearing for the teaser

# tia speaks.ᐟ est. final wc: 4.5k & est. publish date: 20/03 (the writing in this teaser might be a bit chopped, this is not the final edit)

i. you can’t turn the radio down (& you can’t think of anyone else)

Jeno’s first mistake had been trusting his friends with his hair. 

Looking up nervously as Mark handed him the mirror, Jeno was already braced for disaster after observing the reactions of Jisung (visibly distressed in the corner while biting back a smile) and Chenle (not holding back at all, literally rolling on the floor laughing). 

“This is not fucking green.” “It’s bluish-green?” said Mark hesitantly in response. “It’s mint, Mark,” said Renjun from his spot on the couch. “It could still work,” said Jisung, more as a question than a statement. “Yeah,” Jaemin answered, barely holding back a laugh, “Beast Boy can be minty.”

From the corner of his eye Jeno saw Haechan slowly pull his phone out of his pocket, which was then swiftly returned to its place with Jeno’s warning of putting him in a chokehold.

“I cannot go to comic-con like this.” “Sure you can,” Chenle responded between laughs. “Listen man,” said Renjun, “even if you wanted to fix it, there’s not enough time to do that. Just put on the outfit.” Jeno begrudgingly dragged his feet across the floor to his room, as the conversation continued muffled outside.

Mark shouted, “Yo but why do I actually look so good as spiderman?!” “My Iron Man is better,” retorted Chenle “Why’d you guys assign me the Hulk anyway?” asked Jaemin, as Jeno walked out of his room. Jisung said “Your muscles,” at the same time as Haechan who instead responded with, “So that you and Jeno can have matching green couple outfits.” Renjun, busy adjusting the bow for his Green Arrow costume, just let out a snort-laugh as Jaemin considered both responses for a second before nodding, “Valid.”

Soon Jeno and Renjun were ushering the 5 others out of the house and into the cars to make sure they wouldn’t be late for The Batman 2’s trailer screening.

Y/N opened up the camera app and held her phone close to her face as she made sure the small red plastic crystal she’d bought from the craft store and stuck onto her forehead with lash glue wasn’t crooked. Aeri stood adjacent, combing through her freshly-dyed pink hair with her fingers. 

As a notification popped up on her screen Y/N let out a groan, “Dr. Kwon just assigned us 30 pages of reading for my 8am on Monday!”

“Those Monday morning lecturers love being diabolical, I’m telling you,” said Aeri with a sigh.

In the process of throwing her head back in frustration, Y/N noticed a mint-coloured blob exiting a car out of the corner of her eye. As she turned to get a better look she said to Aeri, “He might have been going for Beast Boy but the poor guy’s hair did not-” Y/N fell silent on seeing the face behind the mint hair. Then she started laughing.

No, said Jeno to himself, this could not be a laugh he recognised, this could not be-

“Holy fucking shit.” “Please,” said Jeno as he made eye contact with the girl, “spare me.” “Absolutely not. That is not green.” “Blame Mark.”

“No, I will actually be thanking Mark. This is incredibly diabolical work,” responded Y/N as she held her phone back up to take a photo. “Oh my god, delete that,” said Jeno with a look of horror. Y/N shook her head, “Don't worry, I won’t post it. Just need it to laugh at.” she said as Jeno’s friends joined in on laughing at the boy’s embarrassment. “I did not consent to that photo Y/N, but I guess you just like looking at my face that much.” “Yeah, I like laughing at it.” “Whatever you say. Nice to know you’re obsessed with my face. What a shame it’s not reciprocated,” said the boy with an obviously mocking look of sympathy.

Before she could retort, Haechan cut through the banter, “Sorry to point out the obvious but has no one else noticed the costumes? You’re Beast Boy, and she’s Raven. They’re lovers in all the comics and shit, no?” Jeno’s mouth fell agape as Y/N’s eyes widened in disbelief. Both of you rushed to defend yourselves, “Lovers is a stretch-” “ Ok but she’s been with other people in the comics, even Starfire, I mean really Aeri is-” The duo's voices were drowned out by their friends falling into a fit of giggles once again.

Y/N lightly slapped Aeri’s arm to get her attention, dragging her inside the convention center and away from the boys, as the pink-haired-girl continued holding in her giggles.

After the two girls had browsed some of the merchandise at the convention, they finally got to The Batman 2’s panel. Y/N just happened to be so lucky that the only free seats (other than those at the opposite end of the hall) were right next to a group of 7 boys, one of whom’s hair stood out like a sore thumb. It was now her turn to groan as Aeri dragged her right into those very unfortunate seats. 

With a whole 15 minutes left until the panel started all Y/N could do to occupy herself was talking to Aeri and staring at the ground and tapping her feet in order to ignore the presence of a certain Lee next to her. As the girls’ conversation reached a lull, Jeno on her other side cleared his throat before asking, “So…do you like comics?”

Y/N nodded, “Yeah…a lot.”

“Well then this is great!” exclaimed Jaemin, “Nono here is the resident comic book nerd in our friend group.”

Y/N’s face broke into a teasing smile, “Nono?”

Jeno closed his eyes in frustration then turned to Jaemin and gave him his best ‘threatening’ glare (but all his friend did was smile back).

“Favourite characters?” asked Y/N, once he had turned back around.

“Dick Grayson, Roy Harper, Miles Morales, Cassandra Cain, John Constantine,” he gestured at his own outfit, “and Beast Boy. Yours?”

“Jason Todd, Kamala Khan, Gwenpool, Zatanna, Rogue, Kori and Raven.” Y/N responded, pointing to her own outfit as she finished.

There was a beat of silence, “Good list.”

“Yours too.”

The two nodded, each clearly having gained some additional level of respect for the other as the lights in the hall dimmed and the event began.

While pulling her hair out of the back of the brown jacket she had put on for the second day of ComicCon, a realization dawned on Y/N, causing her to practically fly across her room to her phone.

Y/N: just so that we don’t accidentally match again Y/N: because i’m sure neither of us wants that Y/N: what are you dressed as today?

Jeno (Anatomy 101): miles morales

Y/N: ok, cool. Y/N: clear.

Jeno (Anatomy 101): you?

Y/N: rogue

Jeno (Anatomy 101): ok Jeno (Anatomy 101): can you delete the picture now

Y/N: nope!

Seen at 11:57am

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[iihyuck]

SOS ˇ 𓂃 7dream 𓏲࣪  | 00 | 01 | 02 | …

genre (for the overall series) idol au, eighth member au, fluff, me attempting comedy, slow burn but not really, comfort, angst, nsfw (minors and ageless blogs dni or you’re blocked) wc 4.8k

pairing ot7!dream x fem!reader … who’s the pairing getting freaky in this chapter? i won’t tell you 😼

warnings pet names (they call the reader baby because y/n upsets me and my homegirls but i fear it is used for the chat), light profanity, mentions of role play, nsfw but no piv (18+)

notes so sorry for the long wait, here's something lengthy while i work on the next part. smut is ... tame. but only because i haven't written in months. feedback is much appreciated <333

If you had known that telling the guys you grew up and debuted with that you were a virgin—and that you wanted them to show you the ropes—would make things awkward, you would’ve never brought it up at all.

But to be completely honest, you should’ve seen it coming.

Hell, Jisung avoided you for a whole week when you caught him watching kinky roleplay videos on the dorm’s computer a few years ago. Then again… who would’ve thought that was him? Not you, that’s for sure. The manager spent nearly a week trying to clear all the viruses that kept popping up on the poor thing.

It had been a little over two weeks since your not-so-distressed SOS call in your hotel room, and you hadn’t been touched yet. In fact, none of the boys had brought it up since then—complete radio silence.

You wouldn’t say you were bothered...

Because you weren’t!

Okay—maybe just a little.

It was just… weird.

All seven of your very hormonal members had agreed to sleep—sorry, help—you out, and yet they had made no effort to do so? If anything, you would’ve thought you’d be laid out right then and there in that very room.

Ever since returning to Korea, the others rarely even bothered to come over to where Renjun and Jisung stayed anymore. You all only ever met up at the company building for work or gathered at a BBQ spot after long days of practice.

After weeks of the topic being ignored, you had finally had enough. Just this morning, you gave yourself a pep talk—even rehearsing the confrontation you’d give your members after today’s recording session. Lots of f-bombs to assert dominance, of course.

But long story short?

You wimped out.

You couldn’t find the courage to bring it up, not with producers constantly walking in and out, pulling members into the booth one by one.

So, when you arrived home, you rehearsed again.

As an idol, rehearsing was second nature to you. Yet, here you were, fidgeting on Jaemin’s couch as your members sat sprawled across the floor, their eyes glued to the screen while Jisung and Chenle played some random fighting game.

This was far from how the scenario had played out in your head during your shower earlier.

Then again, to be fair, you were the one who had kind-of-sort-of initiated this whole hangout in the first place.

(10:59) Y/N : did you guys see the tweet about the jihyuck divorce?

(11:00) HAECHANNIE ฅ՞•ﻌ•՞ฅ : Me and Jisungie are still happily together, what are you talking about

(11:00) SPIDERMAN : trouble in paradise already? Sheeessh

(11:00) NANA : Jealous, Mark? 👀👀

(11:01) SPIDERMAN : ??? and why would i be jealous?

(11:01) HAECHANNIE ฅ՞•ﻌ•՞ฅ : Ahh just admit it ... seriously, this is tiring

(11:01) SPIDERMAN : I seriously almost just blocked you

(11:02) ૮ .◜◡◝ ა : wouldn't be the first

(11:02) NANA : JENO LEE

(11:02) ૮ .◜◡◝ ა : that is my name 😼

(11:02) RJ : I thought I silenced this group chat.

(11:03) Y/N : hi renjoon

(11:03) HUANG : I don't like that.

(11:03) DAEGAL'S DAD : HA Renjoon ... i’m gonna steal that

(11:03) RJ : sigh

(11:03) NANA : WAH, we are almost all here, where is Jisungie?

(11:05) Y/N : i dunno

(11:05) HUANG : idk

(11:05) ૮ .◜◡◝ ა : you both live with him, how about you get up and go look

(11:06) RJ : No

(11:06) DAEGAL'S DAD : well that's just lazy

(11:07) SPIDERMAN : That's pretty rich coming from you 🤨

(11:07) DAEGAL'S DAD : I know you're upset about Haechan dumping you but you don't have to be mad at the world 🤦‍♂

(11:07) NANA : I called it, someone send money

(11:07) ૮ .◜◡◝ ა : mark if you need a shoulder to cry on …

(11:07) ૮ .◜◡◝ ა : sit up straighter and wipe your tears

(11:08) NANA : LMFAO

(11:08) Y/N : funniest thing you’ve said in my years of knowing you, dog man

(11:09) ૮ .◜◡◝ ა : just be normal and laugh please

(11:08) SPIDERMAN : ...

(11:08) HAECHANNIE ฅ՞•ﻌ•՞ฅ : Markkk, breakups are hard ... I know I know

(11:09) JIJI ☆ : we're out of kimchi stew

(11:09) HAECHANNIE ฅ՞•ﻌ•՞ฅ : JISUNGIE

(11:09) SPIDERMAN : you're alive I see 🤨

(11:09) RJ : I know, I ate it

(11:10) Y/N : no fair I didn't get any???

(11:10) NANA : I have some, baby. My mom dropped some off last night. Come over.

(11:10) ૮ .◜◡◝ ა : I'll be over in ten

(11:11) Y/N : mind you, he invited ME.

(11:11) HAECHANNIE ฅ՞•ﻌ•՞ฅ : SLEEPOVER

(11:11) SPIDERMAN : Yo, I’m down :>

(11:11) JIJI ☆ : i’ll ride with renjun and baby

(11:12) NANA : I did not agree to any sleepover???

You let your gaze fall to your lap, glaring at your sweatpants as you mentally prepare yourself.

It would be easier if you just blurted out, “So, when are we getting freaky?”

But that wasn’t exactly… professional

Then again, this whole situation was already wildly unprofessional.

Maybe you should’ve just gone into sex blind-minded anyway. Jeno had introduced you to Eric a few times—he seemed nice enough not to make fun of you if you sucked.

"Are you going to sit there and mope the whole time, or are you actually going to eat?"

You fight the urge to roll your eyes as you look up to see Chenle standing above you, a lazy smirk playing on his lips.

From the corner of your eye, you catch Mark and Haechan teasing Jisung, who groans dramatically, covering his ears.

Looks like Chenle won that round.

"Come on," Chenle says, grabbing your hand and pulling you up before you can respond. You barely have time to process before you're being dragged toward the kitchen, the murmur of the others fading into the background.

Your attention snaps to Luna, quietly eating from her bowl in the corner. You squeal, immediately kneeling down to pet her.

"Oh my god, you're so big now!" You pepper kisses onto her head, earning a huff of annoyance but not a squirm.

Chenle chuckles, a knowing smirk on his face. "Daegal would have been betrayed to see you right now," he says, as he pours leftover kimchi jjigae into a pot on the stove.

You giggle, letting Luna go back to her meal as you dust off your knees. "She'd forgive me. After all, she likes me better than you," you say, playfully teasing Chenle.

He looks affronted, but you can see a flicker of amusement in his eyes. "I'm her father. She doesn't like anyone more than me," he says, with a straight face. "Besides, I'm her favorite," he adds, a hint of pride creeping into his voice.

You bite your lip, holding back a sly remark. "Right, right. I'll make the rice," you say, instead. As you wash the grains, you notice Chenle's gaze lingering on you.

“What?” you ask, eyebrows furrowing.

“What’s wrong?”

Your movements still.

“Nothing’s wrong, why are you asking that?”

He scoffs at your defensiveness, adding a few pieces of tofu that he must’ve cut when you were playing with Jaemin’s cat

“Because you’re being weird.”

Your mouth drops, “I’m being weird??”

“Uh Yeah?! I mean you’re barely around anymore ... it’s like ever since that night, you can’t stand to be around us– “

“That isn’t true– “

Chenle takes a step closer, his eyes locked on yours. "Then what is? What's wrong?" he asks, his voice softening.

You hate how you can't look him directly in the eyes anymore, your gaze shifting to your hands as you quietly put the rice in the cooker.

"Baby-" Chenle starts, his hand gently touching your waist, but before he can finish, the kitchen erupts with the arrival of the others.

Mark groans, "Can you guys cook any slower? I came here for free food, not to watch Jisung lose to everyone," walking in the kitchen with his hands ruffling his own hair.

Renjun and Haechan follow close behind, laughing, while Jisung bumps past them, heading towards you.

"Actually, I haven't played baby," he says, his arm stretching over your shoulders.

Renjun rolls his eyes, and Jeno waltz in, "That's cheating. She sucks just as much as you do."

You flash him a sarcastic smile, flipping him off, before pushing Jisung's arm off your shoulders. "Don't call me that. I'm literally older than you," you say, eyes narrowing.

Jisung scoffs, "And what everyone else gets to?"

"Well. no! You should all stop,"

Haechan chimes in, "Yeah, we should collectively stop calling her 'baby'."

You narrow your eyes but slowly nod at Haechan's very rare statement that you agreed with.

Jaemin walks in, his hair damp and a towel around his broad shoulders. "What's going on?" he asks, eyeing the scene.

Mark answers, grabbing a water bottle from the fridge, "She wants us to stop calling her 'baby'." Jaemin pouts, "Why? It's a cute nickname."

Mark shrugs, "I guess she just doesn't like it anymore." You slap Jaemin's hands away when he tries to pinch your cheeks, "I always thought 'brat' was more fitting," Haechan says, earning a laugh from the others.

You roll your eyes, “That’s your title, not mine.”

“I agree, Haechan’s like a demon spawn and baby is a pure angel … sure, there's attitude here and there but we‘ve grown to tolerate it” Renjun hums.

The way they speak as if you aren't in the room will always bewilder you.

Jeno throws his head back as he laughs, “I don’t think she’s pure, she’s a pervert."

“Am not?! You’re the pervert– “

Mark shakes his head, tossing the now empty water bottle in the trash can. Another day of leading the dreamies.

“What about a few years ago, when you left those roleplay tabs open?”

Chenle cackles at the memory, and Jaemin snorts.

“Yeah, what was that about? I’m no kinkshamer ... but really?” Haechan tilts his head as he watches your reaction

"THAT WAS NOT ME?! " You exclaim.

“It’s okay if it was,”

Your neck snaps to Mark who just shrugs.

“Well, it wasn’t!”

The room falls silent as you face the others, scowl ever so prominent.

"What kind of roleplay was it?" Renjun asks casually.

“RENJUN??”

They burst out laughing, watching you pout over their teasing.

"Don't make it sound like we're asking for a confession or something." You shoot him a look, "Seriously though, if you know what you already like, it'd be nice to know before we start."

Your eyebrows shoot up after Renjun says that.

“…start what?”

Maybe you weren’t hearing him correctly, after all there’d been several times where you completely ignored the notification about your headphone volume being too loud.

Jaemin's expression turns serious. "Do you not recall your SOS call or what?" you sputter, trying to find your words. "I... I didn't think... um."

“Didn’t think what? that we still wanted you?”

Chenle, throws a piece of tofu at a smirking Jeno, “Stop doing that, you’re flustering her,”

Jaemin hisses, “Ah— not here, I have cats, Do that in your own home.”

“I don’t know, you guys just never brought it up, I thought ... I thought I made things awkward.”

Jisung hums, “I don’t think there’s any room for awkwardness.”

Haechan nods, “Yeah, and plus we were waiting until you felt comfortable, it isn’t like we could just come to your apartment like “Oh let the sex games begin””

You cackle at that. Haechan would definitely come to your apartment and say that but, you digress.

Mark interrupts, “Yeah but there will be no actual sex, remember.”

“Yeah, Yeah, you’re cockblocking once again, we get it.” Jeno nods off, throwing the tofu that landed on him away, but ends up hunched over coughing when Mark hits him in the stomach.

“So … do we plan this or...?” You nervously ask

“Well, that would be awkward ... just let it happen naturally.” Chenle shrugs

Right, naturally.

“Hey, ji?”

The younger boy hummed, not really listening as he lay on his back, his hands interlaced, lazily resting on his pelvis. You lay beside him, resting on your side, your head propped up on your elbow.

"When you lost your virginity, did it happen naturally?" you asked, your words hanging in the air.

He choked on his saliva, startled by the question. Usually, you'd tease him, but you were dead certain you'd react the same way.

He was wide awake now, and a hint of amusement played on his lips. "Is this why you wanted to sleep in my room tonight? Because you wanted to ask a cherry pop questionnaire?" he teased.

You dropped your head onto your hands, laughing at his silly comment. "Who even calls it that anymore? Popping the cherry?" You snorted. "I hate cherries."

He sucks in a breath, shaking his head, “You’re missing out,”

"Sure, now answer my question," you said, serious once more.

"I thought you'd forget about that," he sighed.

You scoffed. "How could I forget? I asked it seconds ago! Did you also think I'd forget all of the porn tabs too?"

He laughed and covered his face with his hands. You quickly grabbed them, holding them in place. "Yeah, and I'm still annoyed you let me take the heat at Jaemin's earlier!"

"They went easy on you," he whispered, meeting your gaze. "If they knew it was me, I wouldn't hear the end of it. You know that."

You'd always been jealous of his bright eyes, even in the dimly lit room, which was only illuminated by the TV's soft glow. "Whatever, you owe me one," you said, letting his hands go and adjusting your position so you were lying on your back.

The only sound in the room was your shared breathing, and the muted TV. He swallowed thickly before speaking up, his voice causing you to jolt slightly as you were drifting off to sleep.

"It was kind of in the heat of the moment... I think it's like that all the time," he said.

You turned to face him, "You think? Was the first time you lost it the only time?"

He nodded slowly, answering your question.

You hummed, looking up at the ceiling. "Do you regret it?"

"I don't think so," he answered without hesitation.

“Maybe I’d prefer what you plan on doing, taking one step at a time ... I didn't get to try everything.”

Confused, you asked, "What do you mean?"

He sighed and brought his hand up to cover his eyes. "I've never gone down on someone before."

The room fell silent, and he quickly moved his hand to gauge your reaction. You attempted to hold in your laughter, but it slipped out.

He scoffs, his tongue brushing against the inside of his cheek as you laugh, leaning into his shoulder.

"I don't know why you're so nervous to tell me this stuff," he said. "I haven't gone down on anyone either."

He deadpanned, "Wow, I would've never guessed."

You hit his shoulder playfully. "Don't be a dick."

He laughed and shook his head. "My apologies."

Rolling your eyes, you leaned over his chest to grab your phone, which was charging beside him. It was four in the morning.

As you pulled back, you lay beside him, relieved that there were no schedules for the next few days.

Maybe you’ll go visit that new café that opened up near Haechan’s apartment—

"Can I try with you?" he asked, his words barely above a whisper.

"Pardon?" You were lost in thought.

"I'm not saying it again," Jisung groaned, turning over to face the wall in embarrassment.

"You want to try going... down on me?" you asked quietly.

He slowly turned back around, looking everywhere but at you. "Yeah... if that's okay...And maybe it could be helpful to you too."

You swallowed and nodded. "Okay."

Any and all thought you had of this whole ordeal being awkward was completely erased as you sat on Jisung’s lap, his hands tightly gripping your hips, as your hands ran through his hair. His tongue swirled against yours, but he hesitantly pulled away when a whimper left your mouth, filling his.

Jisung’s breath was warm against your lips as he only pulled back slightly, his eyes flickering with hesitation. His fingers dug into your hips, grounding himself, and you could feel the way his chest rose and fell unevenly beneath you.

You swallowed, your own heartbeat hammering against your ribs. “You okay?” you murmured, searching his gaze.

He gave you a small nod, though his grip on you tightened just a little. “Yeah… just—this is…I’d never thought I’d be doing this with you,” he admitted, voice barely above a whisper.

A shaky scoff leaves your lips.

“Neither did I” was what you thought but not what left you.

“Do you want to?” your heart bangs in your chest when you ask ... to calm your nerves you start tracing your fingers through his hair, nails lightly scraping his scalp in a way that makes his breath hitch.

He let out a shaky chuckle, leaning his forehead against yours. “More than anything. I’ve… always wanted you like this”

“… I don’t wanna mess up.”

Jisung, despite his usual playful demeanor with you, was different.

Your heart clenched at his sincerity.

“You won’t,” you told him gently. “It’s just us. And I’m no pro at this either, you know”

He let out a shaky laugh then exhaled, nodding slightly before his hands shifted from your hips, sliding slowly up your sides as if memorizing the way you felt beneath his palms. His gaze dropped to your lips again, then lower. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed.

“Okay,” he breathed, more to himself than you. “I wanna try.”

You felt warmth creep up your neck, anticipation swirling in your stomach as you let him take the lead. His hands moved to the hem of your thin sleep shorts, fingers slipping beneath the fabric hesitantly, waiting for any sign of uncertainty from you.

But there was none.

How could there ever be?

You nodded, giving him silent permission.

Jisung sucked in a breath, eyes locked onto yours as he slowly laid you on your back, his fingers softly gliding over your cloth covered mound.

His eyes drifted to your chest rising and falling rapidly, cursing under his breath when he took notice of your perked nipples poking through the tank top you wore.

You suck in a breath as his hand softly rubs circles into your cunt. You wanted more.

Absentmindedly, your hips buck up into his moving palm, his lips parted slightly, as if in awe, and something about the way he looked at you made your stomach flip.

Neither of you spoke as he shifted, lying on his stomach, his eyes searched your face one last time, silently asking if you were still okay.

You cupped his cheek, thumb brushing against his skin, nodding.

His lips parted, a quiet breath escaping, and then—he kissed down your jaw, trailing lower.

And lower.

His breath was warm against your skin, and when his lips finally met the space just above your waistband, your fingers tightened in his hair.

Jisung exhaled shakily. “Tell me if I do something wrong,” he whispered.

Your heart pounded.

“You won’t,” you promised.

And then—he continued.

Jisung exhaled slowly, his fingers toying with the hem of your shorts as if giving himself time to process the situation. His hands were warm, slightly trembling, but determined.

You watched him with hooded eyes, your own breath uneven as his lips ghosted over your stomach. The anticipation was making every nerve in your body light up, heat pooling in your core as he finally—finally—started pulling your shorts down.

His gaze flickered up to meet yours, pupils blown wide with something between nervousness and hunger. “Still good?” he asked, voice barely above a whisper.

You swallowed hard, nodding. “Yeah.”

Jisung licked his lips, exhaling through his nose as he shifted lower. His hands squeezed your thighs gently before parting them, settling between them. You could feel the heat of his breath against the thin fabric of your underwear, and it made your whole body tense with anticipation.

You could feel your pussy, clench around nothing.

He hesitated for only a moment before pressing an experimental kiss against the inside of your thigh. Then another. And another. Each one slower, more deliberate, as he grew bolder.

No marks could be left on your neck, that was for sure, but your creamy inner thighs. No fan would ever be able to see that.

Soft love marks began to bruise the skin of your thighs as he sucked and licked.

Your fingers curled into the sheets, a shiver running up your spine. “Ji…” You weren’t sure what you were asking for, but the way he glanced up at you, lips slightly swollen, made your stomach flip.

“I just… wanna take my time,” he admitted, pressing one last lingering kiss to your thigh before his fingers hooked around the waistband of your underwear. He pulled them down agonizingly slowly, his eyes locked onto the way you squirmed beneath him.

A curse left his lips watching your sticky cunt glisten in the dim room, your slick sticking to your panties as they came off.

Your breath hitched as the cool air met your heated skin, but nothing could have prepared you for the feeling of Jisung’s lips pressing tentatively against your pussy.

He couldn’t control himself once they were off, throwing them somewhere on the floor, before pressing his plump lips against your glimmering slit.

A sharp gasp left your lips, your back arching slightly. His hands tightened on your thighs, keeping you in place as he hesitated for only a second before licking a slow, tentative stripe up your slit.

Your fingers immediately found his hair, tugging lightly as a low groan rumbled in his chest.

“Fuck,” he murmured, almost as if to himself. “You’re so…”

He didn’t finish the sentence before he leaned in again, this time with more confidence, parting your pussy, his tongue flicking experimentally against your clit which he surprisingly found on the first try. The sensation made your hips jerk, and he chuckled softly against you, the vibrations sending another wave of pleasure through your body.

“Shit, Ji,”

The way your body was reacting, he continued, finding a rhythm—soft licks, slow circles, the occasional suction that made your head spin. Every now and then, he’d glance up, watching your reactions like he was committing them to memory.

You bit your lip, chest rising and falling rapidly. “Jisung—”

“Hm?” His voice was muffled, but the smirk in his tone was undeniable.

You groaned, throwing your head back as he pressed a kiss to your pussy hole, his finger slippery with your juice, playing with your clit, other hand gripping your thigh like he never wanted to let go.

Your hand roughly tugged on his hair as he messily slurped up your cunt, his tongue quickly flicking your throbbing clit.

He moaned, feeling the burning sensation on his scalp, the vibrations going straight to your pussy.

If you knew getting ate out felt this great, you would’ve explored a while ago.

Dare you say it felt better than those late nights where you couldn’t sleep and let your hand wander down your underwear?

Maybe.

A broken “Fuck,” left your trembling lips when his thumb traced your hole as he sucked your clit.

Yes. Yes, it was so much better than your own hand—

And then, just as you were starting to feel that familiar build in your stomach, he pulled back slightly, lips glistening, a dazed expression on his face.

“Was… was that good?” he asked, voice hoarse, lips slick and swollen.

You let out a breathless laugh, reaching down to cup his cheek. “Jisung… if you stop now, I might actually kill you.”

His eyes widened before a cocky grin slowly spread across his face that was shiny with your wetness.

“Well… can’t have that, can we?”

Biting your lip, you nod, watching him sit up on his knees, without blinking once, desperate for release.

His large hand lowered to his bulging cock that was practically begging for attention, through his sweatpants. You unfortunately didn’t look for long as he hovered over you, bringing his sticky lips to yours.

Your clit pulsed as you tasted yourself on his tongue once he swiped his with yours, deepening the kiss.

Maybe you were the pervert that Jeno thought you were.

Your eyes followed his hand that stroked himself through his sweats, you instinctively reached for him again, but he chuckled softly, shifting his hips back. "No sex, remember?" he teased

A snarky remark was plotting to escape you, but you immediately shut up as his hands slid to the back of your thighs, pushing them up to your chest.

The shift leaves both of you breathless.

You swore a moan left him, as he licked his lips gazing at your puffy cunt shiny with your own slick and his spit, even in the little light that the tv was providing.

His starry eyed gaze met yours again, “you’re perfect,”

Usually, you’d find some slick comeback for the members whenever they complimented and flustered you but considering the current situation, you had no choice but to pull out the default.

“Shut up,”

“I’m serious,” he mumbled, his finger sliding down to your cunt, pressing against your clit, watching as your cunt continued to leak with arousal.

Your eyes begin to flutter shut as he works small circles into your clit before your approaching orgasm is interrupted once again.

BANG

RATTLE

BANG

“Yo, Park Jisung—why is the door locked? Since when do we lock doors around here? Oh—wait, are you jerking off?”

Of course … Lee Donghyuck, the bane of your existence.

You completely forgot that he and Mark decided to crash at your place—well, technically Renjun and Jisung’s since you didn’t bother to pay the rent—after Jaemin kicked everyone out. Something about you all trying to serenade him into letting the sleepover happen and then spilling beer on his pink rug.

The doorknob rattles aggressively again, and you sigh in defeat.

Both you and Jisung know Haechan isn’t going to quit unless he gets in.

Jisung sighs as well, pulling back from you with a quiet, “Sorry.”

SIGHHH.

“Go away, Donghyuck!”

“You’re in there too? Why are you two locking me out? What did I do? Let’s all cuddle and make up,” he dramatically whines, and you hear the sound of him sliding down the door.

You groan, sitting up with a cringe at the mess between your legs and the damp spot beneath you. Jisung laughs, helping you stand and pull your sleep shorts back on.

He takes note of the grumpy pout on your face, about to say something—

But he’s interrupted by Haechan’s loud, off-key rendition of All by Myself, inevitably butchering a few words.

Your frown doesn’t last long as Renjun yells from the hallway, telling him to shut the hell up.

With a sigh, you look up at Jisung, who’s watching you with a soft giggle as you lift the hem of his shirt to wipe his wet face.

“Hey—what’s so funny in there? Let. Me. In.”

The two of you ignore your dramatic member, Jisung, leaning down to whisper in your ear, “Just come back to my room when everyone’s asleep.”

Your heart stutters in your chest as you nod, pursing your lips, which he gladly accepts, kissing you back.

With a deep inhale and exhale, you make sure you’re presentable before walking over to the door. Turning back, you see Jisung hurriedly stripping the sheets off his bed, tossing them into the corner.

Unlocking the door, you’re met with a disheveled Haechan sprawled out on the floor, wearing the shirt you gifted Renjun for his last birthday.

He sits up, squinting at you suspiciously before peering past you into the room—immediately locking eyes with Jisung, who freezes on the spot.

Right. The whole ordeal had made you forget just how much of a scaredy-cat he was.

You don’t stick around to witness the aftermath.

“Hello, CHEATER!” Haechan shouts behind you as you walk off.

Reaching the body-length mirror in the hallway, you frown at your flustered reflection. Your hair is a mess—no doubt from being sprawled out on Jisung’s bed. You try to smooth it down quickly.

“The hell happened to you?”

Your eyes snap up, meeting another set of eyes in the mirror.

Jeno.

“Nothing,” you blurt. “Why would you ask that? What happened to you? And why are you even in my house? You—You—nothing happened. Don’t ask me that.”

He raises a brow, trying (and failing) to fight off a smirk.

Nice. Real nice save.

Jeno inhales sharply, turning away—but not before muttering a sarcastic, “Right… My bad.”

You need a shower. And a hole to dig yourself into. Fast.

[sunshyni]

Você reagindo aos dreamies (Triple Lee) fantasiados de super-heróis

Sinopse: Você está no período das provas finais, e seu namorado decide te distrair de uma forma toda especial.

w.c: 0.5k

Notinha da Sun: Eu tava estudando e de repente eu pensei nisso, aí eu escrevi KKKKKK Não é nada elaborado, é só pra alimentar meu espírito de fangirl KKKKKK Espero que vocês gostem!!

Boa leitura, docinhos!! 🍪

Haechan as Deadpool

— Cê quer me matar de susto, Hyuck! — Você disse, virando-se na cadeira giratória para contemplá-lo no batente da porta. A postura sedutora dele quase te fez rir, mas ele estava lindo vestido de Deadpool. — Eu não vou de Wolverine, amor.

— Vai sim! A gente tem que ir de casal! — Ele se aproximou, ajoelhando-se diante de você e segurando suas coxas com as luvas de couro falso. — E se eu te implorar?

— De que jeito? — você perguntou, desviando o olhar por um momento para pausar o vídeo do YouTube sobre tecido conjuntivo. A prova era no dia seguinte, mas ele estava ali para te distrair.

— Daquele jeito em que eu preciso tirar esse seu moletonzinho — ele murmurou, aproximando-se para te beijar, e você sorriu, fascinada por ele. — Viu? A fantasia ficou perfeita em mim. Sou safado que nem o Deadpool.

Mark as Spiderman

— Prefere Gwen ou MJ? — Você irrompeu em uma gargalhada sincera quando Mark apareceu de repente no seu quarto vestido de Homem-Aranha. Você estava em pé, em frente ao guarda-roupa, explicando para si mesma um assunto da prova daquela semana. — Que “criminalidade acadêmica” você tá cometendo hoje pra eu poder te impedir?

— Seria legal poder te explicar, amigão da vizinhança — Mark se sentou na sua cama e te puxou, um pouco afobado demais, para o colo dele. Você sorriu, colocando um braço ao redor do pescoço dele, fechando os olhos. A situação te deixou um pouco corada.

— Que foi? Tá com dúvida no quê, amor? Cê sabe que tive essa mat��ria semestre passado...

— Consigo te sentir... — Mark inclinou a cabeça para o lado, igual a um cachorrinho confuso, e logo percebeu do que se tratava. — Não consigo pensar em estudar agora.

— Tá estudando o quê?

— Tecido muscular.

Mark te deitou aos poucos na cama, e você sorriu, escondendo parte do rosto com a mão de vergonha.

— Contração. Vou te explicar na prática.

Jeno as Nightwing

— Entra. — Você pediu, imaginando que fosse alguém da casa, mas, ao abrir a porta, tomou um susto ao ver Jeno fantasiado como o vigilante mais charmoso da história dos quadrinhos. E não, não era o Batman, era o Asa Noturna. Você fingiu um desmaio, mas abriu um olho para vê-lo engatinhando até você na cama, cobrindo seu corpo, pequeno em comparação ao dele.

— Eu ia entrar pela sua janela, mas fiquei com medo de você usar aquele spray de pimenta que te dei — ele disse, e você segurou o rosto dele gentilmente. A máscara preta que cobria os olhos dele era pura tentação, e o cabelo ligeiramente bagunçado fez seu coração acelerar.

— Do jeito que eu sou desastrada, você sabe que eu faria exatamente isso — você respondeu, e ele assentiu, beijando seu pescoço. Ele se acomodou ainda em cima de você, imobilizando seu corpo com as pernas, e pegou o livro de anatomia que você estava lendo. — A gente tem prova essa semana? Tá brincando?

— Eu te avisei, Neno. Te avisei semana passada. — Ele suspirou, fingindo choramingar e escondendo o rosto na curvatura do seu pescoço. As próximas palavras vieram abafadas contra sua pele.

— Será que ainda dá tempo de estudar? Posso virar a noite aqui com você pra gente fazer isso.

[https-lvesick]

notes 𓏺 most of these works are +18, so minors do not interact! 𓏺 back to navigation!

SERIES

the love shot series

HEADCANONS

them on your wedding day（ fluff ）

most to least dominant

offering yourself as their christmas gift

first date（ fluff ）

condom or not?

their kinks

biggest to smallest crock

TEXTS

interrupted during sexy sesh

SMAUS

selling my best friends（ fluff, crack ）

FICSHOTS

200 — minhyung's version （ angst ） ★

╰ after losing the people he loved the most, mark could never move on... but is it really that bad when you return?

TEXTS

boyfriend spiderman texts （ fluff, suggestive, angst ）

SMAUS

lying webs ﹙ongoing﹚

╰ toronto has never been this chaotic. crime surges, tension rises, and yet, the city still sleeps soundly—because the spiders are watching. spider-man and silk have become more than heroes; they’re legends, trusted even by the police to keep the streets safe. but behind the masks, they’re just teenagers, juggling school, friendships, and the messy business of growing up. between late-night patrols and last-minute assignments, one question lingers: what’s harder—admitting you have a crush on your new best friend or revealing you're a mutant superhero?

OTHERS

runaway bride teaser

FICSHOTS

runaway bride ﹙angst, fluff, smut﹚

╰ Just weeks before your wedding, doubts begin to creep in, and on the big day, you panic and make a break for it. Desperate and still in your bridal gown, you flag down a passing car driven by a friendly stranger. He offers to take you to safety, but what starts as a temporary stop turns into something much more. As you hide from the life you left behind, feelings grow, and the lovely stranger finds he doesn’t want you to leave.

SMAUS

having your relationship exposed（ fluff ）

hinting on your relationship（ fluff ）

THOUGHTS

fingering you

eating you out with a stubble

BLURBS

blurb #1 ★

blurb #2

FICSHOTS

caught on camera ft. jeno and haechan

╰ jeno and haechan know they can alwayscount on their best friend, jaemin, and that's why they borrow his camera for a project. they just didn't expect to get the wrong camera... and enjoy every second of it.

HEADCANONS

college boyfriend

HEADCANONS

college boyfriend

test of survival

[stuckonmark]

accidents. mark lee

08. #plshelp

"welp, i guess you're stuck with me tonight." mark hits his hands and rubs them together, before leaning back on the couch. you just mumble a "mhm" under your breath, as you take a seat at the dinner table.

"do you want to eat something? i can make you some ramen really quick." mark stands up off the couch, anticipating your answer.

"i already ate with jeno." you don't even bother looking up from your phone, completely unbothered by mark's requests.

"oh right, i forgot." he awkwardly sits back down on the couch and looks down at his hands.

of course, you wanted to listen to jeno's advice. you just couldn't get your body to listen to you. you're very thankful for mark wanting to do things for you, but it's hard for you to show gratitude.

"i'm just gonna head to sleep. i have to get up early for practice tomorrow." mark just gives you a nod and you get up from your seat, heading to his room.

you tuck yourself into mark's bed. you're starting to get used to mark's bed now. it smelled like him and felt warm and cozy. although you felt comfortable in his bed, you were having trouble sleeping. you kept tossing and turning, trying to find a comfortable spot. right when you rolled over, mark quietly comes into the room. "can't sleep?"

you opened your eyes and looked up at him. "yeah, not really." you sighed, as you pulled the blanket over your head.

"got something on your mind?" he sat down towards the edge of the bed.

"i don't know. i think i'm just ready to get back to playing. it's so dreadful watching mina play in my spot- oh wait, sorry. i forgot y'all are like seeing each other or whatever-" mark chuckled and cut you off. "i'm not seeing mina anymore."

you pulled the blanket off you and sat up. "oh i'm sorry. i didn't mean to bring her up-" "yn, you're fine. talk to me normally. i'm not gonna bite."

"i just want to play again. i'm just in an ankle brace now, which makes me feel better, but i still can't play. ugh, it's driving me insane." you were rambling at this point, which was very out of the ordinary for you.

"everything's okay, yn. let time do it's thing. don't stress over it. how about this, let's watch a movie." mark suggested, as he scooted closer to you.

"mark, i have to get up early tomorrow for practice and i have-"

"stop stressing! c'mon it'll be fun. let me show you my personal favorite, spiderman~" mark pulled you up out of bed, carefully, but urgently because of how excited he was.

"ugh fine.. just don't do anything.. weird.."

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notes. today was so miserable for me but yasss new chapter!!!! i’m so over accidents ngl.. i’m ready to just post everything!

taglist. open! @mmjhh1998 @haluenx @urlocalbeaner5 @cloudmrk @dudekiss3r @iluv7tn @jae-n0 @kikookii @remgeolli @lyleo @wumutititititi @kittydollzz @nctdreamchaser

[johnnysuhbmarine]

Knowing a change of scenery was what your mental health needed, you transferred to where your brother, Mark, goes to college. The good news is, he’s not too cool for his younger sister, so he lets you join his friend group immediately. The bad news is, Haechan is in that friend group, and a brief encounter four years ago was enough for you to understand he does NOT like you. Even worse news, he’s a lot hotter than he was four years ago…

Intro: NCIT Crew Haechan: Computer nerd who’s been friends with Mark ever since they met in an online game during high school; not a fuckboy, but being part of a hot group of guy friends gets you that title, regardless; takes his academics much more seriously than he lets on; lives in an apartment with Renjun

Mark: Y/n’s older brother by one year; everyone calls him the most musically-inclined person at NCIT, but he still gets surprised every time he nails a rap…which only makes him more endearing to the general public; one of the more mature ones out of the friend group, but at the same time, he does like to pretend he’s spiderman so…; lives alone off-campus

Jaemin: The friend group’s personal photographer, except he makes it clear that he’s only doing it for professional purposes and not because he likes capturing his memories with his friends (a lie); couldn’t bring his cats with him to university because of Jeno’s allergies and it depends on the day if Jaemin is forgiving of that or not; agent of chaos, but that doesn’t deter anyone from wanting to sleep with him; lives in a dorm with Jeno

Jeno: A Comparative Literature major who keeps hidden the fact that one of his favorite things he’s ever done is read The Little Prince in its original French translation; the student body's decided him and Jaemin are the hottest out of the friend group, which would be great if it didn’t mean they were getting threesome requests at every turn…he has much better things to do (like read The Alchemist in its original Portuguese translation); lives in a dorm with Jaemin

Renjun: The most mature of the friend group and also the most popular because how could someone not love Renjun; loves drawing and painting and more importantly, Moomin, though that fact does nothing but get everyone to fawn over him some more because he’s a little cutie (he only pretends to hate it); lives in an apartment with Haechan

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a/n: profiles today and then we get INTO it on tuesday :)) hope everyone is doing well

taglist: @fullsunstrawberry @choizzn @raevyng @dudekiss3r @yewshi @artsenthusiastk77 @injunnie-lemon @markeroolee

[lyvhie]

>ᴗ< what my moots remind me of .ᐟ.ᐟ

ib: @spacejip

only brazilian songs 😈 and the colors will be in hex code because i'm not on my computer 😔

★ @spacejip

space ofc / duo dance / WASP-19b / dbd / leon kennedy / fennec fox / mangas / aib / ice cream in a hot day / technology / cars / friendship / hot 2d guys / chenle / tall people / drawing / art / afternoons / limão / vermillion (#e34234) / pupila by anavitoria

★ @yizhrt

banana / fireworks / jupiter / nights / the sims / aesthetic / friendship / roblox / little chick / tycoon / mark / kids / canada / piracy / sleep / comfort / family / ferret / coding / watermelon pink (#fc6c85) / mania de você by rita lee

★ @peterm4rker

ootds / sun / sunset / butterflies / tim drake / spiderman / beach / stars / haikyuu! / cars / study / voice messages / robots / marriage / ☝️🤓 / bees / cerulean (#0492c2) / exagerado by cazuza

★ @luv4connie

PIRULINES!! / mornings / peace / calmness / flower field / tulipas! / cats / bunnies / daily reminder / NCT 127 / wool sweater on a cold night / white chocolate / SNK / SKIN CARE / late night talks / SURPRESA DE UVA / yellow (after our agreement) / pela luz dos olhos teus by miúcha

★ @yuwushi

tau ceti / polar bear / sakuya / snowman emoji from love and deepspace / african pygmy hedgehog / body pillows / puppies / quiet nights / this blue #ddeef4 (i couldn't find the name in eng help) / love love by gilsons

★ @sinisxtea

saturn / cooking / kung-fu panda / lies / red (the movie with the red bear) / cowboys / storytelling / cocks / china / winwin / the voice / honey gold (#ffc30b) / dragão de nome impronunciável by kamaitachi

★ @nlovesbjh

neptune / big time rush / siberian flying squirrel / winter / kun / snow / cherries / warm mornings / mario / snow white / barn red (#7c0a02) / lana by kamaitachi

★ @polarisjisung

wishing well cluster / sweets / constellations / spaceships / teddy bear / tumblr developers / jisung / hugs / koala / matcha / dark purple (#301934) / nosso primeiro beijo by gloria groove

★ @viasdreams

jack stauber / hatsune miku / moon / caterpillars / christmas lights / cotton candy / clowns / aliens / dreams 😭 / weed 😭 / psychology / rainbow / bitter lemon green (#cae00d) / se você quer sorrir by patati patatá

★ @xjxnox

jeno!!! / bubbles / the letter X 😭 / autumn!! / rainy days / calendula flower / pinocchio (dont ask me why) / burnt orange (#be5103) / sorvete de ovomaltine by magyn

[jirsungs]

NO IDEA | profiles #2

gal pals & two men | masterlist | next

y/n, the beloved third year dance major. always dreamt of being on a cheerleading squad and finally joined after her gal pals (seulgi & yuqi) convinced her to. lives off campus with them as well. considered popular because of her boyfriend, hyunjin, but many people know her through cheerleading. busies herself by going to the basketball games to cheer for hyunjin and her friends. spams her spam account with shits and giggles, and is usually the one texting in the group chat.

the chatty and bratty third year dance major, song yuqi, is a talkative girl who's well known all around because of her beauty and careless personality. shares an off-campus apartment with y/n and seulgi. had ONE past relationship, but it ended badly (everyone hates her ex-girlfriend). looks nice but is actually a menace. the group loves her, though, because she brings fun. her snarky remarks with chenle always make the group chat more enjoyable. works part-time at a convenience store with mark.

kang seulgi, a last year student majoring in fashion to become a stylist. is the opposite of yuqi. looks like a menace but is actually a huge sweetheart. can't be mean to anyone for the life of her, which is where y/n and yuqi (mostly yuqi) come in for the rescue. is THAT student who goes all out with her outfits and shows up to class looking like she popped out of someone's pinterest feed. adopted y/n and yuqi into her apartment when she scouted for new roommates after her last ones graduated. loves updating the group chat with stupid things, and is the one answering y/n most of the time.

now, everyone knows the last year music composition major, mark lee. his popularity sprouted due to his kindness, talent, and attractive looks, especially. besides seulgi, he's also the one answering the group chat. joined the group after befriending yuqi at their shared job. has a weird obsession with becoming the next asian spiderman, or marvel, in general. still says "i love you 3000" as a form of endearment, but no one bullies him for it 'cause half of the school has a crush on him.

zhong chenle, the youngest of the bunch! a second year sports sciences major who joined the basketball team because of his close friend, jeno, who shares the same major as him. yuqi's nemesis (jokingly, i think). sometimes doesn't think before he talks, but the group thinks he's cute so he gets away with it. loud and immature, and yet he (and mark) still hold most of the brains in this friend group. befriended y/n and the group through mutual friends and they immediately hit it off because she found him so funny.

hyunjin and y/n's combined group (basically just hyunjin's friend group) note: these accounts won't be seen as often since they're mainly associated with hyunjin! (besides jeno and chenle)

[salemofthe0pera]

you against yourself ; mark lee smau

[viii tequila rose]

mark genuinely thought if God zapped him right then and there he'd be fine with it. after many awkward introductions the group settled into cliques amongst the living room. renjun, winter and hyuck took the couch closer to the wall whilst chenle, jeno and jaemin took the one adjacent to it. jisung took the liberty of the recliner in the corner, stretching out his limbs across the faux leather and loudly claiming his height meant he got a seat to himself. for whatever reason that could correlate...

which left mark with the floor which just so happened to be where y/n had perched herself as she wanted to save all the comfy seats for her guests. mark swallowed thickly, his nerves and saliva chasing down his throat as he stiffly sat a distance away from the girl.

y/n gave him a side glance, confusedly noticing his stiffness. she scooted over, tossing a blanket over the pair and leaned back against the couch. "we had history freshman year together."

"yeah haha, you're right." mark gulped, his voice coming out a shaky squeak.

"and english sophomore year."

there was the kicker. mark squeezed his eyes shut, an embarrassed flush covering his cheeks. he reached behind to scratch his neck and then subconsciously touch his nose.

"your nose seems better, that's good."

mark laughed at her sarcasm, feeling a weight off his shoulders as he turned to look at y/n. "thanks, i'm mark."

"yeah dude, I know." she snickered, shaking his outstretched hand.

her smile was familiar and warm to him. a sense of relief washed over him and they both turned to look at the tv as the movie, that chenle forced everyone to agree on, started playing.

his thoughts wandered as the characters moved across the screen. his junior year had been a blur of homework and music, it seemed like he barely had time for himself anymore. he couldn't remember the last time he'd hung out with friends or relaxed in the slightest. the hobby that used to be an escape had turned into something he wanted to escape from. he sighed softly, zoning back into reality as the climax of the movie began. he stood from his seat, moving to the kitchen to get some water and stretch his legs.

y/n was perched on the counter when he turned the corner, legs tucked underneath her in a criss crossed position. her sweater swallowed her frame as she drank a steaming drink from a halloween snoopy mug.

"you okay?" she asked mark, looking up from her phone.

"umm, yeah im uh im okay." he breathed. "was just gonna get some water."

y/n nodded, opening the cabinet behind her and grabbing him a cup. mark curled his lip up at the batman emblem plastered on the side.

"what? you a superman fan or something?" y/n laughed at his disdain.

"spiderman is more my forte." mark smiled, taking several gulps of water. he polished the glass, going back in for another cup.

y/n laughed softly through her nose, gesturing to his shirt with a quirk of her eyebrow. "yeah I can see that."

mark froze, glancing down at his shirt to see his spiderman graphic tee. he mentally faced palmed, he'd totally forgotten to change out of his shirt before heading over.

"the fit is a tad atrocious." y/n smiled into her mug.

mark laughed, looking at his clothes the back up at her. a big, red spiderman t-shirt hung over his baggy cargo shorts. the blue nike dunks on his feet did not match his red crew socks. he kind of did look a bit ridiculous he thought, like a mess of spray paint graffiti.

"okay okay, maybe I did forget to change but at least my outfit has color. some of us look like an endless void." mark joked, gesturing to the all black ensemble y/n was wearing.

y/n raised an eyebrow, a smile dancing on her lips. she fluttered her black knitted sweater with her free hand. "what's wrong with black?"

mark flushed, scratching his scalp once more, a nervous tic he'd had since middle school. along with picking at his shoelaces and pant hems, hence the frayed ends of all of his pairs of bottoms. "nothing dude, I like it. I think it's cool."

y/n smiled again, content with the response and hopped down from the kitchen counter. "your hair makes up for the atrocious clothing choices so I guess its fine. come on we're gonna miss the ending of the movie."

with that she breezed past him, leaving him to think once more. they'd known of each other for awhile now, mutual friends and shared classes however weren't enough to connect the fully.

he hadn't spoken to her since english, pre-nose break. once sophomore midterm exams ended she didn't really talk to anyone around her anymore. mark had study groups with the grungy girl but he never had the chance to get to know her. suddenly always so closed off and reserved, she only talked to her roommates and occasionally their mutual alumni friend taeyong.

mark placed his cup in the sink, running a hand through his fresh black undercut. she said his hair was cool.

"gi, i swear it wasn't on purpose girl. come over right now!" winter said into her phone as mark circled back to the living room, she flashed a peace sign and duck lips at the boy before talking into her phone again. she hung up on the mystery caller with a kiss before padding back over to the group. they'd finished the movie, now chatting amongst each other.

"the queen giselle is on the way everyone!" winter announced, her sweater paws raised in the air.

chenle perked up from his seat, and by seat he was sprawled across jaemin and jeno's laps. he glared at winter and then huffed dramatically. "oh hell no, she and I have beef."

"yeah, beef because she rightfully slapped you because you said her contour was 'giving tire marks'." y/n hummed, she had taken the open spot on the couch beside renjun.

"okay? so what if it was, she needed to blend it."

y/n rolled her eyes, sipping the last of the contents in her mud before reaching over to give chenle a soft hit on the top of his head. he yelped dramatically, and flopped across an unsuspecting jaemin's lap. he whipped his phone from his pocket, opening his camera and then pointed behind jaemin at the wall.

"yo, jaemin whats over there?"

jaemin's dumbass turns, unsuspecting of the rapture that's about to happen, hears a shutter click! he freezes, slowly turning back around to look at chenle. there's an unmistakable look of utter disbelief and anger in his eyes and then he lunges at chenle.

"oh you bitch!"

a shrill scream erupts from chenle as jaemin tackles him to the ground. chaos and noise bursts from everyone in 9301 as half the group laughed and records and the other, responsible, half attempt to break them apart.

"word star!!!" jisung laughs, recording the pair of boys as they scuffled on the carpet.

y/n has a tight grip on jaemin's shoulders, hugging him form behind. "ill shave you bald if you dont stop!" she threatens.

"do it! it'll take care of the cowlicks!" chenle giggles behind mark earning a slap upside the head from jeno.

a knock on the door interrupts the noise, everyone freezing to stare at the dark, wooden door.

winter hops up to open it, revealing a newly ginger haired giselle holding a bottle of tequila rose in one hand and her duffel bag of a purse in the other. "mother has arrived bebes!"

y/n drops jaemin to the floor, he hits the ground with a thud and a groan as the culprit practically jumped giselle. the ginger squealed, hugging both her friends before ushering herself into the living room.

"I brought tequila rose so we could play a game." she said happily, setting the black bottle down on the coffee table with a giant thud.

renjun gave her a side eye, inspecting the unopened bottle of liquor before nodding in mock approval.

"wait isn't this the shit that tastes like peptobismal." jaemin piped up from his place on the floor.

"no you bitch, it tastes like strawberries and cream." gigi retorted, grabbing 9301's collection of shot glasses from the kitchen.

giiselle was once a tenet of 9301, moving out over the summer to live down the road in a townhouse with her boyfriend and friend karina. jaemin was a fortunate replacement however, y/n always said meeting the man at their old job was a stroke of luck from God Himself.

"tequila rose tastes like my pussy." winter ( attempted more like) whispered to giselle with a stifled laugh. earning a chorus of groans and words of disgust, making winter and giselle laugh harder.

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[9.24] {hey gang I added giselle bc I need mother representation besides renjun, also # plot is forming}

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