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Lie with you | Ten Lee

Pairing: ten x reader

Warnings: death, grieving, unprotected sex (wear protection pls), fingering, usage of petnames, skinny-dipping, illegal graffiti (not advised). Let me know if i forgot anything.

Word count: 4k

Genre: angst, smut, bit of fluff

18 +, minors dni

Sypnopsis: It’s been some time now since the love of his life left this world. But Ten still can’t get over you and he probably never will. He wants to see you again, hold you in his arms and show you how much he loves you. One day when he visits your grave, the chance of spending one more night with you might not be so impossible after all.

Note: chrysanthemums symbolize death and mourning.

An: if you read my work, you know that smut really isn’t something I do. So I was not expecting this story to take such a turn but it did because a friend of mine found out I write and well...long story short this is the result. It’s the very first time I’ve ever even attempted to write smut, so please bear with me. Feedback is greatly appreciated! I advise you not to read this if any of the warnings make you uncomfortable.

Ten's delicate fingers travel over the smooth stone, following the curves of the carvings that bear your name. He looks at you with tears in his eyes, as he does every time. In an attempt to remove the dust from the letters, he briskly wipes his hands across the surface. “I’m sorry, I haven’t visited in a while, my little star,” he whispers.

He lies on the ground next to the headstone, wiping his hands on his jeans. And a chill run down his spine from the coolness of the ground.

He notices the dazzling stars as he looks up at the pitch-black sky. The few clouds in the sky begin to break almost as if on cue, and then there you are, shining the brightest of all, his little star, softly dazzling upon him.

The cool night breeze brushes over his skin as he shuts his eyes and tilts his face up to the sky. His heart aches, and tears are starting to run down his cheeks.

He suddenly feels something along his skin, just like if someone was tickling him. His eyes flutter open, revealing…you. with a single white chrysanthemum in your hand and a gentle smile on your face. rubbing it lightly across his cheek. Ten eyes widen as he sees you and for a brief moment his breath catches in his throat.

"Y-Y/N." He mutters in shock.

You carefully wipe his tears away as you keep looking into his eyes with a gentle smile. “Don’t cry…we’ll be alright” you tell him.

He holds your hand tightly; his hand feeling warm against your own. Then he pulls you closer and wraps his arms around your body. Still not believing you’re in front of him,

“you’re really here," he breathes out with a trembling voice. You can hear his heartbeat so loudly and clearly, as if his heart only just started beating because of you.

You run your fingers through his dark locks. It felt the same as always, and yet it felt so different to all the other times you’ve done it before. You can hear him sighing against you, clearly enjoying your touch. You both stay like this for a while. You don’t even know how much time goes by, nor do you care. However, everything feels familiar and peaceful, just like you've returned home.

You look up at Ten and see him looking back at you already. His gaze holds so much love for you but also immense pain. So much so, that you can feel your own heart crumbling down by look in his stunning eyes. His whole face had changed since the last time you saw him. The suffering had left its marks, taking away the glow that was once present. And you knew it was because of you.

Cupping his face in your hands, you give him a soft kiss. So gently, as if he’d break if you were any harsher. Ten closes his eyes and kisses back. It only lasts for a few seconds, but it was enough to hold the cracks of your souls together for now.

“Shall we head out of here?” you ask him as you climb to your feet and pull him along. He's still holding your hand, fingers entwined, his thumb softly stroking your skin, and he gives you a nod.

With a mischievous grin on your lips, you sprint back to your car together. You both know exactly what the other is thinking about since you’ve done it countless of times before. A curt nod followed by the engine starting, and you're driving down the highway before you even know it.

With your windows down and the music blasting through the speakers. Both of your voices are overtaking the song as you scream at the top of your lungs. You can tell the few cars that are passing by are giving you looks but you couldn’t care less.

“Do you have the goods with you?” Ten asks even though he already knows your answer. “Would I ever not have the goods?”, you answer and hear him chuckle beside you.

Not too much later, you reach your destination, hop out the window, and open the trunk. Your usual assortment of spray bottles is all spread out, and you shoot Ten a playful look that asks him why he’d ever doubt you. You both take the bottles with you and step into the abandoned factory at the edge of town. Climbing up the ladder and entering the building through a broken window. Graffiti covered the walls, shattered glass was strewn all over the place, and dust was floating around the space like snow in a snow globe. It was perfect. Since it was your little secret spot.

A wave of nostalgia hits the both of you as you walk past all of the murals you have compiled throughout the years. On the enormous wall were the love doves that represented the beginning of your relationship that you’d painted on your first date. And as you went deeper into the building, all of your memories seemed to be displayed like you’re walking through a museum about your own love story. The old place appeared more alive thanks to the vibrant walls than when the space was still in use.

Entering the final, hardly standing room on the rooftop, you lay out your stuff and start your final piece. The location was illuminated by the distant town lights and the flashes from your phones. You both work quickly yet carefully. The air feels thick with paint fumes and perhaps something else too.

You both decide to inscribe your initials within a heart-shaped graffiti piece tonight. It was simple, especially compared to your usual extravagant work the two of you'd do. Yet the simplicity also held a lot of meaning, as it marked the very end of your journey. It seemed as though you were bidding your work of art adieu and saying, "Let's meet again sometime."

Ten keeps stealing glances at you whilst you work, and he swears that every time he looks at you, the butterflies explode more than the last time. You looked as gorgeous as ever, as if no time had passed since you last saw each other. He lets his eyes follow your movements, as he can’t take his eyes off of you. He stands behind you when you are completing the last details of your joint project. And his body feels hot against your own, you can feel his lips brush your neck as he whispers in your ear, “So beautiful…”, causing you to shudder.

"Ten…" you exhale, as his hands begin to explore more of your body and his lips start kissing your skin. However, he stops when he hears sirens in the distance. He dashes to peer out of the opening that served as a window.

"Shit, they're heading this way," he lets you know as he rushes back to get you and escapes. You both notice the red and blue lights getting closer as you sprint back to the car. "Give me the keys, I know a spot," he says but before you can do that the police catch up quicker than you both expect, so you duck behind some bushes and pray that they haven't noticed you yet. And just as if your prayer is answered, they drive past you.

“Come on” Ten says, and you both run away, not even bothering to take the car now. You turn around slightly and look up at the building to take a last glance at the ‘TEN + Y/N’ mural you left behind. Was it a bit childish? Yes. Did you care? Absolutely not. Because it was your final recollection of each other.

After walking for a few blocks, you burst out laughing. "It's unbelievable that we were able to escape with this." "I was so sure they had us this time," you scream as the thrill of adrenaline shoots through you. Ten laughs along with you, “I know right? If they came even a second earlier, we’d be done for.”

The walk is filled with more laughter and a whole lot of reminiscing about the past. And although you two are beaming, each step you take still feels heavier than the last, you both feel it but none of you brings it up, not wanting to add to each other’s pain.

The air feels chilly as you make your way down to the secluded lake, Ten had taken you to. It was surrounded by trees, and it looked like it was taken straight out of a fairy tale. You look around mesmerized, “What is this place? It’s amazing,” you exclaim.“I’ve been wanting to take you here for a while now. I discovered it when I was driving around one time, and I’ve been coming back ever since. It should be all ours for tonight because nobody else is ever here at this hour either.”

He takes your hand, brings you up a little cliff, and asks you to close your eyes. You take a hesitant step forward, and he has his hands over your eyes. He tells you that you can look when you arrive at the edge, "Okay, we're here," and removes his hands to show you. You see the moonlight reflecting in the water as the lake flows by. The trees' leaves are softly rustling in the mild breeze, creating a soothing sound. You were in complete awe of the sight, which was only enhanced by the lights surrounding the area. “Oh my god…this is absolutely stunning…” you say still not over the view.

Ten chuckles besides you and you feel his arms sneak around your waist again. He looks at you instead of the scenery, “yeah…it’s absolutely stunning…” his eyes flicker to your lips and he leans in to kiss you. It’s filled with all of his love for you, and you can feel every emotion seep through. You both kiss for a few minutes until he pulls back.

“Now…are you thinking what I’m thinking?” he asks with a sly grin on his face. You look from him down to the water. “You’re kidding, right?” you say feeling nervous as you can tell exactly what he is thinking. The grin on Ten’s face only grows as he starts shaking his head. “ofcourse, I’m not kidding. Why? Are you scared?” he asks teasingly. You huff and cross your arms, pretending to be confident as you answer, "Not at all," but you can't help but swallow anxiously as you glance down at the water.

Ten gives you a comforting kiss on the head and giggles as he hugs you from behind. "If you really don't want it then we don't have to do it but I think you do want it," he states. "It's not like I don't want to…it's just so high up and- and what if there is something in the water?" You nervously ask. "Well, we won't know unless we give it a shot, won't we? And we’ll do it together like we always do, it will be ok.”

you nod slowly as you consider it. "Are we completely undressing?" you ask. Ten gives you a nod. "You are aware of the expression 'go big or go home', right? So, let's go big because we aren't going home." Despite laughing at what he said, you still agree.

You both quickly stripped off your clothes. And the thrill of seeing each other naked still made your hearts race even after being together for so long.

Ten's eyes follow every movement you make. You looked amazing to him; every inch of your skin was flawless. You feel your body heat up as he admired you and you can't help but glance at him too. His toned body and tattooed skin made your knees weak. You turn back to the water, trying to hide how flustered he makes you.

Grabbing his hand, you quickly run hand in hand towards the edge of the lake and dive in. The cool water envelopes your bodies immediately. And you swim around, splashing each other and laughing the whole time.

As you float on your backs, the silence of the night crept up on you pleasantly. Feeling completely content with each other's company, that’s filled with lingering gazes and rapidly beating hearts.

However, as you continued to swim, your innocent amusement soon evolved into something more passionate.

You swim closer and closer together, your bodies becoming entangled. The beautiful swaying of the water only fuelling your desire for one another.

Your kisses are deep and strong, and your hands freely move across each other's bodies. You had never felt so alive, so engulfed by one another.

His hands rest on your waist, and he moves closer to you, until you feel his chest press against yours. You felt yourself heating up, and the cold water appeared to affect you a lot less. Placing your arms around his neck and you close the distance until you are just inches away from each other. He notices how you’re biting down your lip and it only turns him on more.

"Let me do that for you," he says against your lips before kissing you deeply. It was more passionate than any other kiss, and you could feel your entire body tingle. His skin melted into yours, and your lips fit together flawlessly as if you were only made for each other. The kiss became more intense as you felt his tongue glide into your mouth and start moving against yours. His hands went down to your hips, and you let out a gasp as you felt him squeeze your butt.

Ten begins kissing down your neck and sucking on your skin, leaving a trail of red marks. Your breath becomes heavier the lower he goes. His wet tongue glides against your collarbones, making you shiver. His mouth travels down to your boobs, and you can feel his lips wrap around one of your nipples. You can't help but moan at the feeling as you grab onto his hair. Ten takes his time with your hard nipple, circling his tongue around and sucking hard, leaving you gasping for air.

"Does that feel good, baby?" he asks as he begins rolling your other nipple between his fingers. The way your back arches and the moan that escapes your mouth tells him enough. He switches hands and lets the other travel down your body, touching all the right places until he reaches your core. As he lets his fingers glide against you teasingly.

"Ten…please…" You beg for more of his touch. "Please, what?" he asks with a seductive smile, pressing his thumb on your clit.

"Please touch me," you pleaded. His smile widens, and he begins playing with your folds. His fingers are getting coated with your juices as he gently starts rubbing your clit. You let out a loud gasp and grab his shoulders whilst grinding against his hand. Wanting to feel more.

“I don’t think it’s the water that got you this wet,” he says with a smirk, clearly amused by how wet you already are when he has barely touched you.

You let out a small whimper as you try to press yourself more onto his fingers, knowing he is still teasing you by not giving in completely. "Do you want more?" he whispers to you. You nod at him, but he only chuckles, "You have to use your words, darling. Tell me what you want, and I will give it all to you.

"I need your fingers inside of me," you breathe out. His eyes darken and he kisses you again, pushing a finger deep inside. The way you moan into the kiss tells him you didn't expect him to give in so quickly, which only makes him smirk more.

Ten raises your thigh and wraps your leg around his waist with one hand, as he starts to slowly push his finger in and out of your pussy. “You’re so fucking tight, sweetheart,” he tells you, picking up the pace. The feeling of his cold metal rings against your core, only adds to your pleasure.

"Fu-uck," you whimper as he circles your clit with his thumb. You're dripping down his hand, and you can feel your walls tighten around his digits. "Hmm, so wet for me," he hums, adding another finger and curling it deep into you. Hitting your sweet spot so well. Turning you into a moaning mess.

Ten groans against your neck as he feels you clench around his fingers, and he takes it as a sign to fuck you faster. You can feel the knot forming in your stomach but not wanting to come yet you hold his hand still. When you do this, his brows knit together as he glances at your face. "I want to come with you inside of me," you mutter, gazing at him with glazed eyes and and heavy breathing.

He lifts your body and carries you out of the water while you hold onto him. As you emerge from the water, your bodies glistening in the moonlight, there was a rawness and vulnerability between you that you had never felt before. It was as if the night had taken away all of your inhibitions, leaving only your love for each other.

He lays you down on the soft grass and caresses your cheek, locking his gaze with yours. "Are you sure about this?" he says, carefully examining your face for any symptoms of discomfort before he does anything.

You smile at him and pull him towards you, “I want you so badly. Please…I need you to fuck me” you say. When you tell him this, he wastes no time as his lips find their way back to yours, kissing you deeply. He settles between your legs, pushing them open. A string of curses escapes his breath as he sees your cunt completely soaked.

He strokes his cock a few times and spreads around the precum leaking from his tip before gliding it along your slit. His smirk returns to his handsome face as he watches how your face contorts in pleasure when he rubs his cock against your clit. Your breath catches in your throat, and you buckle up your hips, wanting to feel him inside of you.

He aligns himself with you and slowly pushes in. "Ten…f-fuck," you moan as he fills you completely. He kisses your skin and holds still for a few moments, allowing your walls to stretch around his length.

"You okay, my love?" he asks, stroking your hair. You nod and tell him he can now move. His hips start to roll against yours. You can feel him sliding in and out of you, pushing deeper each time. You were a dripping mess, with your juices covering every inch of his cock.

"You feel so good…taking me so well," he murmurs as his movements quicken and the lewd sounds of skin on skin become louder.

Your bodies now completely connected in every way possible, as you make love underneath the stars. You moved in perfect harmony, the gentle lapping of the water providing a rhythmic backdrop to this moment.

As you pull him closer to you, the deep feeling in your stomach appears for a second time tonight. "I'm going…fu-uck Ten, I'm-" You can't even finish your sentence as your orgasm overtakes you completely, making you come so hard. The feeling of your walls clenching around him sends him over the edge too. And you feel his cum shoot up your core, filling you up as a raspy deep moan escapes his lips.

He slowly pulls out and lies beside you, trying to catch his breath. He draws you into his arms, “you did so well for me. That was amazing,” he states, still breathing heavily. Smiling at him, you let him know you enjoyed it as much as he did.

He wraps you in his jacket and brings your head to his chest. You snuggle up to him, and you both stay silent for a while. The coolness of the water is now a distant memory as you enjoy the warmth of each other's embrace. "You do realise we're going to catch a cold, right?" you ask after some time. Ten chuckles, "Yeah, probably, but it's well worth it. Everything with you is worth it." You scrunch up your nose at his remark, which only makes him laugh loudly.

"We'll have another excuse to cuddle up," he adds. You listen with a drowsy grin on your face. As time passes while you lie in each other's arms, a sense of melancholy fills the air. You can both sense it deep within your hearts. "I wish we could have more time together," you mutter quietly, eyes glistening with tears. "If only we had more time, maybe things would have been different."

Ten shakes his head slowly, refusing to accept the truth of your words. "I know, darling," he says with a sigh. "I wish it too." You take his hand and squeeze it tightly, hoping to savour every second you have left together.

He can feel your warmth pouring through his fingers as he holds your hand. "I don't want to let go," he whispers, his voice breaking.

Your eyes meet, and a wave of sadness washes over both of you. You both know that you were about to part ways forever. Leaning closer, you kiss his cheek wanting to mend his broken heart even if it’s just a little bit. It's quiet between you again, and the air still holds your breath. Your chests rise and fall together, sharing the same heartbeat. The moonlight beams on your faces, casting an ethereal glow on the grass where you lie. It felt as if time had stopped just for you two.

Slowly, you open your eyes and glance at him again. For a split second your memories travel back to the first time you met him. It was years ago, when you met him unexpectedly at a time you thought you’d never find someone like him. You never believed in 'love at first sight,' but looking back, you realise your heart has loved Ten since the very beginning.

He never strays his eyes away from yours because he knows this is it, but he's not ready to let go. Running his fingers through your hair he can feel your breath on his lips. He has so much to say, yet the words never seem to come out properly. So he stays silent, wanting to remember this moment forever and seal it in his heart.

Each beat of your heart's echoes in the other’s chest when you wrap your arms around him, wanting to feel his body against your own one more time.

Your eyes fill with pain, knowing that you will have to let go of each other and return back over to your respective worlds. You exchange one more kiss as the clouds cover the sky, bringing an end to your brief yet beautiful rendezvous.

Looking into his eyes for the last time, you can feel the emotions well up inside of you as you see him cry. You want to tell him how you feel, how you've always felt, and how you'll always feel for him, even if you're apart. Because there is no one else you'd rather be with than him.

“I may leave you behind in this world, but I’ll never leave your heart. My love for you will never change. Even if my body is taken from you, my soul will always be with you.”

You tried to smile as you tell him, but the tears streaming down your cheeks make it hard. You couldn’t bear to see him cry and you couldn’t bear the thought of leaving him behind either. But the darkness creeps in even if you don’t want it to, and your voice wavers as you can’t keep your eyes open anymore.

“I love you, with every beat of my fading heart.”

Ten opens his eyes, and his tears keep rolling down his face as he searches for you in the night sky. A broken smile spreads across his face as his eyes find you again, shining so brightly. He holds up the single white chrysanthemum and whispers,

“I love you too, my little star”

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joyfools · 3 months

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Valentine’s b💋y, 1997

♥︎ Happy Jaehyun day ♥︎

02.14

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joyfools · 3 months

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[00: 27 am]

Jaehyun turned to face you as you both lay in bed, a small smile spreading over his lips. His eyes glittered with love and affection, and his hands were behind his head.

You smile back at him and start to lean in closer to cover him in kisses.

“A kiss for your sweet sweet heart,” you said, leaning in to lightly peck his chest. His heart fluttered at your touch.

“And a kiss for your beautiful mind,” you continued, placing a kiss on his forehead as you looked into his eyes.

With a playful glint, you turned to completely face him and said, "And kisses for my all-time favourite, cutest dimples in the whole universe." He giggled as you proceeded to kiss each of his dimples.

You couldn't help but smile at him, feeling so lucky to have him in your life. Your eyes locked with his in a loving gaze when suddenly, his eyes flickered to your lips. Your heart started racing, and you looked away.

Jaehyun noticed. “Do you still get shy?” he asked, pulling you towards him and tilting your chin with one hand.

With a half smile and half smirk on his face, he looked at your lips, then back into your eyes. “Just by looking at my lips?” he said in a deep, low voice.

Feeling even more shy now, you nodded. Jaehyun's hand moved from your chin to your cheek as he pulled you in for a kiss. Your lips moved in perfect harmony, and you felt the butterflies exploding in your stomach.

Your breath mixed together and sent shivers down your backs as your lips met in a gentle yet intense kiss. Your bodies continued to press against one another, holding each other tightly as the kiss continued.

After what felt like an eternity, you pulled back, both of you breathless. Jaehyun had a huge smile on his face as he asked, “Was that what you wanted to do, princess?”, his voice full of love and a hint of teasing.

You nodded, still feeling too shy to speak. But before you could hide in his chest, he quickly gave you another peck on the lips, making your face heat up even more.

“Let me guess, a kiss for my delicious lips?” he said teasingly, knowing exactly what you were going to say. When you let out a soft groan in response, you could hear his deep, hearty laugh in your ears.

His laughter filled the room, and he pulled you closer, cuddling into you. “You're so cute,” he said, causing you to hide your face in his chest.

As you lay there, wrapped in each other's arms, you know that you are exactly where you’re supposed to be—in his arms, with his lips against yours.

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joyfools · 1 year

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𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦, 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘴, 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘥 𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳, 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘐'𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘐'𝘮 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘩𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴. 𝘔𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧-𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘮 𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘶𝘱 𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘣𝘢𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴, 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘷𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭. 𝘈𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘭, 𝘐 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘯𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘮𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦. 𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶.

ⁱⁱ. ʰᵘᵃⁿᵍ ʳᵉⁿʲᵘⁿ

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴, 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐 𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘢𝘱 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧, 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘺, 𝘐 𝘦𝘯𝘷𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶.

ⁱⁱⁱ. ⁿᵃ ʲᵃᵉᵐⁱⁿ

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴, 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘭 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱, 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦, 𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘧𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦, 𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦. 𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺.

ⁱᵛ. ᵖᵃʳᵏ ʲⁱˢᵘⁿᵍ

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳, 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥, 𝘸𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘸 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘸𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘶𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬, 𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘶𝘭𝘵, 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘰𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦, 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘴, 𝘐 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶.

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[11:28 am]Taeil gives a sad smile as he watches you say yes to someone else, thinking he made the right choice to let you go look for a more stable love that he couldn't give.

"You always deserved someone better than me" he says as he turns his back and heads towards the church exit.

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Name: Daisies PartII (Mark´s story and present)

Pairing : Mark x Haechan x Reader

Genres : Angst, Fluff

Summary : You fell in love with the boy who loved daisies, this boy Lee Haechan who stole your heart and ran away without a trace, leaving all the daisies to wither. Mark Lee the rookie boy who ended up making you fall in love with his cute ways, the boy who revived the daisies, what happens if Haechan comes back again after 2 years missing? Will your relationship with Mark remain strong? What will happen to the daisies?

Warnings: Mentions of gang, death.

Words: 1.8k

Networks: @knet-bakery@superm-net @neoturtles

Mimi´s side note: Read partI for better understading.

Some people say that our home is where the heart is, Mark never believed that until one day his parents inexplicably moved back to Korea, Mark didn't want to get to the point of begging to stay in Canada, but all to no avail, all his family would move back to the small town where their parents were born. Getting on the plane Mark wish to have something cool in Korea.

When he arrived, the first thing he notice is the house painted with yellow pastel tint, the garden was small, full with dry flowers, Mark closes a little more observing the type of flower, Daisies.

The house consultant were tour guiding and the same time explaining why the house was being sold, turns out that a boy with the same age of Mark sold the house after his mother passed away.

Mark's room was upstairs, it wasn't very big, but it had a nice view, the blue walls had a small daisy projected on the ceiling. “The ex residents must really loved daisies” thought Mark.

As he was not tired he decided to review his compositions, the pen that was attached to the notebook fall under the bed, when trying to catch it Mark touched something, a crumpled paper, while he was looking what did he touch, he repars on more 3 paper balls positioned in different places , Mark picked up his pen and papers. Someone was frustrated that day to make such a mess like that under the bed.

He started to unwrap the papers, the handwritting was horrible, full of curves “If mom saw this handwriting, she would never complain about mine” Mark said to himself, on the first paper it was written “I need to go”, the other “I miss her”, in the third “I'll find out who did this to you, mom.”, in the fourth “Sorry y/n, I love you”.

"Y/N?" Mark stammered “Who the hell is Y/N?”

He couldn´t think too much of the paper as his dad called him to plant some new daisies.

It's Mark's first day of school and feels like he's 6 years old again, afraid they will think his korean isn´t good enough or make fun of his way, in the first class when he was introduced, heard several whispers “he's handsome”, “his smile is cute”, Mark didn't hear what the teacher was saying to his classmates, deciding to observe the class around him, there was only one seat available. “That must be where I'm going to sit,” he thought.

The teacher pointed to the respective seat and asked him to sit down, the seat next to it was empty but it was definitely occupied as a pencil case was on the table, that person was probably late. A girl abruptly entered the room after about 5 minutes, her hair was disheveled and her breathing was labored, she must have run into the class.

“It's the 5th time you've been late this week” the teacher speaks in a stern tone to you who only responds with an apology. You sit next to Mark, who is trying to get your name that is being covered by your hair.

"Hi, hm sorry I'm Mark, I'm new here." He talks trying to sound friendly.

You was still writing the summary didn´t respond, Mark noticed that sso he turned around to face the professor paying attention to what she was saying. After some time, you finally answered. “I'm y/n”, Mark looked back at her assimilating her name "y/n", the same name as the paper “so you must be the girl”, Mark thought.

After class was over Mark decided to ask what was bothering him, “Did you know the person who lived in the house with the daisies?” you, who wasn´t looking at him suddenly widens your eyes and looks straight at him. “Don't talk about this house with me” and left. Mark watched her walk away wondering if he had asked something wrong.

Mark was popular with the girls, surrounded by them every place he went, he took the opportunity to ask what had happened to the family that lived in his current house.

“Oh, you must be referring to the house where Haechan lived, he was a student here, when his mother died he decided to leave, he was dating y/n, but there are rumors that he ran away for debts to a gang”

“That must be why you acted like that when I mentioned the house, he was your boyfriend” Mark thought about you.

Mark loves music, he loves to play songs with his guitar while his mother accompanies him in a duet, so he was excited to have his first music class, he arrived early and since no one arrived yet, he entered first, the music room had several instruments , but his eyes stopped right on the guitar, Mark took it, sat on one of the tables and started playing a melody that he had created himself. He stopped when he heard applause, startled Mark almost drops the guitar from his lap looking at where the sound of the applause comes from, you.

"Sorry I didn't mean to scare you"

"No, it's ok, hm I saw the guitar here so I thought I could play"

“What is the name of the song? I like"

Mark lowers his head in embarrassment and mutters “Is a song I made myself, I know it's not very good”

“I like it, I want to apologize for the way I treated you this morning”

Mark lifts his head to look into your eyes. "Don't be sorry, I was too evasive with you, I'll buy you something yummy in compensation!" Mark speaks with a smile.

"Alright" Maybe he wasn´t that bad as you tought.

As with Haechan, you and Mark put your differences aside and became friends, you loved to hear him play and sing and Mark loved your smile, a relationship began to blossom you already considered to be part of his family. My boyfriend Mark these words were so strange to you but they always made your heart flutter, these feelings you never felt after Haechan left.

Haechan was past while Mark was the present, the best thing in your life, you no longer love Haechan, you claim whenever you are with Mark, but at certain times you remember the past, especially if you are at his house, for moments it's not Mark sitting on the edge of the bed playing guitar but it's Hyuck spending all night playing.

You don't love Haechan, but you find yourself comparing him to Mark, certain things Mark does that make you think "Hyuck wouldn't do it that way."

Mark never asked about him, but you know he knows one side, the side of the people who watched it, you is time to tell Mark your side of the story. On a stormy day while you're reading comics on his bedroom floor, you decide to tell him, there are some parts that you decide not to tell him, it's better that way.

"So that is the daisy boy" Mark says with a smile laughing at the nickname he give to Haechan, he gets up and kisses your forehead.

“Don't worry I'll take good care of you, daisy”.

Mark doesn't tell you about the notes he found on the first day.

Mark suggests you take care of your mental health and even recommends you to a psychologist, it's hard to convince you to go with you repeating over and over "I'm not crazy Mark", but after a few puppy face of him you decide to go.

You've been at the psychologist for almost 7 months and she's been a great help, Mark is also proud, now is time to battle the anxiety of graduation.

Graduation. It seems like all these years have passed so quickly, so many things have happened, you have lost so much, but gained so much. Graduation was a topic you and haechan talked about a lot, building plans together, now is surreal that he wasn't here to carry them out.

Preparations have been going on for a week and when it finally arrives it's a mix of emotions, there are colleagues crying probably with happiness that hell is over.

You and Mark already lost the count of how many graduation photos you've taken for family, it seems like everyone likes to have graduation photos of couples. A small party was thrown by your classmates, already in the middle of the party you hear the restaurant door open and someone say "He came".

You look back curious to see who had arrived, and suddenly you couldn't hear anyone else and your vision was blurred, in front of you was Lee Haechan, the boy who made the daisies wither face to face with Mark Lee, the boy who blossom the daisies again.

Note: So sorry for the rushed history, I´m trying my best but everytime i just try to write something my head starts hurting but I really wanted to continue this story, sorry for the history.

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joyfools · 2 years

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Name: Daisies PartII (Mark´s story and present)

Pairing : Mark x Haechan x Reader

Genres : Angst, Fluff

Warnings: Mentions of gang, death.

Words: 1.8k

Networks: @knet-bakery@superm-net @neoturtles

Mimi´s side note: Read partI for better understading.

When he arrived, the first thing he notice is the house painted with yellow pastel tint, the garden was small, full with dry flowers, Mark closes a little more observing the type of flower, Daisies.

The house consultant were tour guiding and the same time explaining why the house was being sold, turns out that a boy with the same age of Mark sold the house after his mother passed away.

Mark's room was upstairs, it wasn't very big, but it had a nice view, the blue walls had a small daisy projected on the ceiling. “The ex residents must really loved daisies” thought Mark.

"Y/N?" Mark stammered “Who the hell is Y/N?”

He couldn´t think too much of the paper as his dad called him to plant some new daisies.

"Hi, hm sorry I'm Mark, I'm new here." He talks trying to sound friendly.

Mark was popular with the girls, surrounded by them every place he went, he took the opportunity to ask what had happened to the family that lived in his current house.

“That must be why you acted like that when I mentioned the house, he was your boyfriend” Mark thought about you.

"Sorry I didn't mean to scare you"

"No, it's ok, hm I saw the guitar here so I thought I could play"

“What is the name of the song? I like"

Mark lowers his head in embarrassment and mutters “Is a song I made myself, I know it's not very good”

“I like it, I want to apologize for the way I treated you this morning”

Mark lifts his head to look into your eyes. "Don't be sorry, I was too evasive with you, I'll buy you something yummy in compensation!" Mark speaks with a smile.

"Alright" Maybe he wasn´t that bad as you tought.

You don't love Haechan, but you find yourself comparing him to Mark, certain things Mark does that make you think "Hyuck wouldn't do it that way."

"So that is the daisy boy" Mark says with a smile laughing at the nickname he give to Haechan, he gets up and kisses your forehead.

“Don't worry I'll take good care of you, daisy”.

Mark doesn't tell you about the notes he found on the first day.

You've been at the psychologist for almost 7 months and she's been a great help, Mark is also proud, now is time to battle the anxiety of graduation.

Preparations have been going on for a week and when it finally arrives it's a mix of emotions, there are colleagues crying probably with happiness that hell is over.

Note: So sorry for the rushed history, I´m trying my best but everytime i just try to write something my head starts hurting but I really wanted to continue this story, sorry for the history.

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Pairing : Mark xHaechan x Reader

Genres : Angst, Fluff

Words: 1.8k

Networks: @knet-bakery@superm-net @neoturtles

What if everything had been different? What about Lee Mark? You love him right? He's everything you ever wanted in a boyfriend, Mark Lee is nothing like Lee Haechan.

If you could change something from the past what would you change?

I would followed him.

Is there someone you love deeply?

Who was the person who disappointed you the most?

Lee Haechan.

Who do you miss the most?

Lee Haechan.

Who would you like to see again?

Lee Haechan.

Who are you in love with?

Mark Lee?

You go back to rereading the questions the psychologist asked you to do, aware that the writing is more about him than your boyfriend, but at that moment you feel that all questions have only one answer: Lee Haechan, the answers are vague but neither you know how to stretch them more than that, you are aware that the psychologist is just doing her job but sometimes you think that you shouldn't talk so much about your problems to her, with patience always end up answering the questions, you're doing it for yourself and for Mark who always insisted that you should take better care of mental health and ended up recommending this psychologist. Mark is also the reason you're 3 hours on a cold subway bench in the middle of winter, all because he's taking an exam and begged you to wait for him to go home together.

The subway at this time is very busy, full of people with different concerns and lives, business people, students even eldery people are filling the subway station, you walk the station from one end to the other evaluating the avalanche of people arriving and disappears in the middle of the subway, a boy passes in front, wearing a huge red hoodie that hides his hands and his face with a baseball hat, leaving only a few strands of golden brown wavy hair exposed, he passed quickly and you freeze for a few seconds- it's him, the hoddie, the hair, it's really him.

Suddenly everything made sense in your head, it was Lee Haechan, not a similar person, but himself, you get up hurriedly, dropping the pencil you were using to fill in the form, and advance through the crowd to try to find the person who ruined you.

Lee Haechan, the boy with the wavy golden brown hair and tan skin that glowed in the sun, the boy who destroyed you.

You and Haechan have known each other since you were little, living in a small city, all the children played together until night, there are many memories of you and Haechan playing together in the sandbox, always competing to build the biggest castle or make the most beautiful sculpture, he always spent a lot of time with you, going to your house, stealing cookies and watching television. This complicity grew until teenagers, there was something more than a friend who played with the sandboxes, he was more than that. But obviously as almost all childhood relationships you guys ended up distancing, at that time you had just entered high school and Haechan found comfort in the group of popular people who sat in the back and made jokes, you however remain quiet and applied in your studies , Lee Haechan hasn't talked to you since the beginning of the school year not even when his mother came to your house to tell the latest gossip she had heard to your mother, he preferred not to go or when he did he stayed on the phone instead of talking to you.

Lee Haechan only started talking to you when on a field trip he ended up losing his friends and seeing that you were alone sat next on the bench, Haechan sat right at the end of the bench while you stood at the other end looking forward so as not to make eye contact with him.

How have you been? It was his first question, only a barely audible sound came out of you, he shut up and became like that for a while until he spoke again “ you have been in my class for a while but I never talk to you” and he continue “Do you remember when we…” Haechan reminded you of many things you did together, it helped you talk more and feel more comfortable with his presence.

After the conversation that lasted a long time, your relationship started to improve a lot again, Haechan that day sat next to you on the bus, and then went back to being next to you in the classroom and during breaks, he no longer spend several times with his friends to be with you because of this rumors started to surface that you would be a couple, Haechan just shook her head and denied it, but your heart beat faster whenever someone spoke of both as a couple.

Haechan was your first disappointment, you never believed there was such a heartache until he invited another colleague to the spring ball and not you, maybe it was your fault, you probably had too much expectation that this would happen, half the fault was your colleagues who always said that.

You thought he was going to ask , but when that afternoon, he went to the other corner of the class and asked the other girl, you couldn't hide your astonishment and disappointment and honestly even the colleagues were disappointed.

After the spring ball , you distanced yourself from Haechan again, of course you responded if he asked anything, but nothing more, always tried to change your lunch location and pack up as quickly as possible to leave. Your efforts were useless until the day Haechan managed to catch up with you outside of school. “Is something wrong? Did I did something wrong?" he asked, you don't answer, just walking forward ignoring him, he goes back to you, repeating "Did I did something wrong?" you go around him again, but then he grabs your arm and pulls you back, you were so fed up with him that you explode with him, end up throwing in his face the fact that you two have grown apart, the fact that he is a idiot, in short you ended up insulting him in several ways.

“I like you” Haechan says as you recover from your outburst, “I have liked you for a long time.

“Stop it Lee Haechan, I don’t feel like playing around”

"I'm serious, can you give me a chance?" His eyes sparkled and the warm spring sun kissing his face.

And you agreed, what could you do? Reject the boy who looked at you with dog eyes asking for a chance?. That was your biggest mistake.

Daisies was Haechan's trademark, he was always drawing them, Haechan lives only with her mother, his alcoholic father died several years ago, after his death they moved into a smaller house which they covered in daisies, when you asked why he loves them he simply said he does because his mother loves them and he was influenced. Haechan always brought you a daisy, putting it in your hair.

Your relationship with Haechan was normal, obviously there were fights especially because Haechan is so stubborn, but besides that you both loved each other very much, he was everything you wanted and you already imagined a whole life with him. With the boy who loved daisies.

Haechan and his mother were always very close, he always depended on her as she was the one who raised him while his father was drowning in drinks, his mother was sick but she never told Haechan until the day of his death. That day Haechan didn't go to school, you were confused when entered the room already late and didn't see the brown haired boy next to you, in the middle of class you heard a murmur from the group in the back "Haechan's mother died" , when you heard it, you didn't believe it at first, but there was something inside you that said it was weird, texting him asking if everything was ok, you couldn't lessen the anxiety inside. At break you called him, but your cell phone is off, you then ran to his house, getting there you find a crowd of people in front, the door is open and it seems that there are more people inside, you enter in the middle of the crowd but didn't found him, he's probably in his favorite spot, on top of a plain looking at the city.

You head to this place, Haechan was there, he didn't notice until you sat next to him, "Is it true?" you ask just that, he takes a while to answer continuing to look at the city, “what am I supposed to do now?” you don't answer, honestly you don't know what's the best answer to give, you and he are just admiring the sun going to sleep and the moon waking up again, "Come on, I'll take you home" Haechan says for the first time in some time, he took you home but didn't say goodbye with a kiss on the cheek and a smile like he always does, just goodbye.

You text him again at night, again he doesn't respond.

The next day, haechan doesn't return to school and in the face of your classmates' questions about your condition you don't say anything, you don't know, you go by his house after classes to find everything closed, you ring the bell, but no one answers, you call him and you also got no answer. You go home, luckily no one was there, you go to your room and there is a note on your bed, it smells of fragrant daisies and you can guess who it is, it's his handwriting.:

This isn't where I belong. Is time for the daisies to wilt.

Goodbye, my daisy.

Haechan never showed up at school again, none of his friends know about him, Haechan never went to buy ice cream on Fridays, never watered the daisies again, the name Lee Haechan disappeared from town.

The daisies wilted until Mark Lee appeared….

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joyfools · 2 years

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Pairing : Mark xHaechan x Reader

Genres : Angst, Fluff

Words: 1.8k

Networks: @knet-bakery@superm-net @neoturtles

What if everything had been different? What about Lee Mark? You love him right? He's everything you ever wanted in a boyfriend, Mark Lee is nothing like Lee Haechan.

If you could change something from the past what would you change?

I would followed him.

Is there someone you love deeply?

Who was the person who disappointed you the most?

Lee Haechan.

Who do you miss the most?

Lee Haechan.

Who would you like to see again?

Lee Haechan.

Who are you in love with?

Mark Lee?

Lee Haechan, the boy with the wavy golden brown hair and tan skin that glowed in the sun, the boy who destroyed you.

“I like you” Haechan says as you recover from your outburst, “I have liked you for a long time.

“Stop it Lee Haechan, I don’t feel like playing around”

"I'm serious, can you give me a chance?" His eyes sparkled and the warm spring sun kissing his face.

And you agreed, what could you do? Reject the boy who looked at you with dog eyes asking for a chance?. That was your biggest mistake.

You text him again at night, again he doesn't respond.

This isn't where I belong. Is time for the daisies to wilt.

Goodbye, my daisy.

The daisies wilted until Mark Lee appeared….

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joyfools · 2 years

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Pairing : Mark xHaechan x Reader

Genres : Angst, Fluff

Words: 1.8k

Networks: @knet-bakery@superm-net @neoturtles

What if everything had been different? What about Lee Mark? You love him right? He's everything you ever wanted in a boyfriend, Mark Lee is nothing like Lee Haechan.

If you could change something from the past what would you change?

I would followed him.

Is there someone you love deeply?

Who was the person who disappointed you the most?

Lee Haechan.

Who do you miss the most?

Lee Haechan.

Who would you like to see again?

Lee Haechan.

Who are you in love with?

Mark Lee?

Lee Haechan, the boy with the wavy golden brown hair and tan skin that glowed in the sun, the boy who destroyed you.

“I like you” Haechan says as you recover from your outburst, “I have liked you for a long time.

“Stop it Lee Haechan, I don’t feel like playing around”

"I'm serious, can you give me a chance?" His eyes sparkled and the warm spring sun kissing his face.

And you agreed, what could you do? Reject the boy who looked at you with dog eyes asking for a chance?. That was your biggest mistake.

You text him again at night, again he doesn't respond.

This isn't where I belong. Is time for the daisies to wilt.

Goodbye, my daisy.

The daisies wilted until Mark Lee appeared….

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joyfools · 2 years

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𝒥𝑜𝓎𝒻𝑜𝑜𝓁𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝓃𝒾𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓈𝒶𝓇𝓎 𝒻𝓊𝓁𝓁 𝒷𝑜𝑜𝓀

𝘛𝘰𝘥𝘢𝘺, 𝘍𝘦𝘣𝘳𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘺 8𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘐 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘫𝘰𝘪𝘯 𝘛𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘳, 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘺 𝘊𝘩𝘦𝘯𝘭𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘐 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘧𝘶𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘴, 𝘐 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 12 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘴 (𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘨𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘦𝘹𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 12 𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘰) 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘣𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘴, 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘧𝘶𝘭, 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩. 𝘋𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘵 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘴, 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 (𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘳 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨) 𝘵𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘵, 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘶𝘺𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘐 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦, 𝘴𝘰 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘦, 𝘐 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦.(❁´◡`❁)

𝐿𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝓁𝓌𝒶𝓎𝓈,

𝙼𝚒𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎

𝒜 𝐿𝒾𝓉𝓉𝓁𝑒 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝓂𝑒

ϘI was only 13 when I joined Tumblr in 2018.

Ϙ I had a hard time trying to choose a bias for dream, I chose Haechan first but then I ended up falling in love with Jaemin.

Ϙ After reaching 100 followers I started with a bit of celebrity decease, I thought I was already famous and everyone here wanted to be my friend, luckily I don't feel like that anymore.

Ϙ I love the color pink, actually yellow, pink and orange are my favorite colors.

Ϙ If I had to associate with vibes and asthetic it would be summer/spring vibes and royalcore.

Ϙ Jaemin, Jeno and Jisung are my ideal types in NCT.

Ϙ I have a weakness for cute people.

Ϙ I have a lot of plushies.

Ϙ I have dimples.

Ϙ My first kpop group was Ladie´s Code.

Ϙ My faves books is The selections and Red queen ( Asked by @unadulteratedself).

𝒜𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝓂𝓎 𝒷𝓁𝑜𝑔

○ My masterlist contains a little story, and the book itself is a kind of potion recipe book .

○ I created moonlipsoo to be a tag games account where I was able to better interact with my moonligths (moots).

○ Moonlights is what I call to my moons and means that they are the light in my live.

○ Joyfools was created with the concept of a utopia, restricted, without freedom where everything is perfect, moonlipso is a kind of world of rebellion.

○ On Tumblr net Joyfools has a discard that plays Walk you home by nct dream while on Moonlipsoo it plays Go by Nct dream.

○ I usually make a lot of quibble with the name of my site : joygames, joyrecs, joymusic.

○ The segment of my masterlist story is that She tries to release the potions but someone stops her, someone magic who sends her to the world of moonlipsoo to keep the peace in joyfools, but now she's coming back trying to ruin utopia by making strong potions to match the others and destroy everything.

○ My blog is always design with pastel colours.

○ The fics who dont give me too much work or are made in a quickly way are the ones who got famous, one example is my How to break a heart? jaemin fic that was wrote in 40 minutes and is one of my faves and popular work while the same series renjun fic was wrote in more that 1 hour and didn’t get to much popularity. (ask by @taem-min).

𝒜𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝓂𝓎 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓀𝓈

♪ My first work was a fic of Chenle where he was a terminally ill patient, I always wanted to eliminate this work but is like a memory so I decided to mantain.

♪ Hacker drabble! Mark is based on a fic I wrote in 2018 but never had the courage to publish.

♪ Drabble of boyfriend!jeno was inspired by myself since I always forget to do homework.

♪ I always try to make my works fun and a little fluffy because is always what I love to read.

♪ I've been trying to adventure into sadder fics but I don't have much confidence.

♪There are a lot of works that were never published and others that were excluded because I didn't think they were too good.

♪ Guardian demons/angels is an experimental fic that I want to try one day.

♪ Boyfriend Jaemin is also a fic inspired by my life where whenever my friends have oral presentations, I stay in the back sending them hearts.

♪ I got the idea for exbf doyoung after I saw my cousin breaking up with her boyfriend because they would go to different universities

♪ The colors of the nct headcanon was inspired by the first long fic I wrote.

♪ Ways to say I love you is my favorite fic.

♪ Things Nct Dream taught you was wrote after I asked myself what love really teaches us, and this fic was made the way y/n and dreamies had already ended their relationship for some time and now it's Y/N remembering what they taught about love (also a little bit inspired by thank you, next).

♪ Things that nct127 do that bother you came after I though of all the things my friends do that annoys me, many of which I used on the members!

♪ Shotaro drabble is inspired by myself (in life I´m like him).

♪ Leaving by Mark is the fic of the series “How to break a heart” that I most enjoyed writing and the one that moved my heart the most

♪ I cried writing Pretending by Jeno .

♪The plot twist in Lying by Renjun was never planned that was something that came up when I was about to publish .

♪ Renjun and Y/N marriage date is 18/12 and their divorce date is 16/12 and Y/N child got born in 17/12.

♪ I'm aware that my long fics sometimes seem to be always in rush and I'm trying to better this part actually what happens is that sometimes I'm afraid the text is too big so I end up rushing the events. I will work better.

♪ Joyschedule is something very useful as a schedule for all the upcoming work working.

♪ “How to break a heart” was clearly a headcanon that's why some fics are shorter.

♪ Travel with dreamies has a little place in my heart because I tried to imagine a road trip with those songs and the dreamies and was a work I always wanted to do.

𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝑜𝑜𝓃𝓁𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉𝓈 𝓈𝑜𝓃𝑔𝓈 𝓇𝑒𝒸𝓈

fallin' all in you - Shawn Mendes, lazy - Woosung, rooftop - n.flying, free love - Honne, anbu - Lee sun hee, bad habits - shaun , have we met before - Sarah barrios, i need your love - monkey mojik, space in between - john Concepción, wayo - Bang ye dam rec by @nabiseul

strange by celeste, like the movies by Laufey, by the sun by Kimberose. rec by @academiawhoree

Wave by cix, cupid by ph-1 and penomeco, Blue hour by txt, bbibbi by iu, and my my by seventeen, Going crazy by treasure rec by@incoherent-piece-of-trash

count on me by bruno mars, my first and last by nct dream , cassette by demian rec by @antuwu

love you forever and ever

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