The Right Note 🎶
Part 4
fratboy!taeyong x reader
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When someone is important to you, the way you act starts to change. This isn't because they asked you to, not because you need to change who you are. No, you change because they inspire you to be a better version of yourself.
Y/N had always found the fraternity's president attractive, until he opened his mouth. When he keeps making his way into all aspects of her life, y/n decides his face is nowhere near cute enough to make up for how much he annoys her. Hah.
a/n: trying to get more updates out so i can actually get to the fluff, enjoy!!
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The Right Note 🎶
Part 3
fratboy!taeyong x reader
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When someone is important to you, the way you act starts to change. This isn't because they asked you to, not because you need to change who you are. No, you change because they inspire you to be a better version of yourself.
Y/N had always found the fraternity's president attractive, until he opened his mouth. When he keeps making his way into all aspects of her life, y/n decides his face is nowhere near cute enough to make up for how much he annoys her. Hah.
a/n: lmk what y'all think!!
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this is what i wish my aus were 😔
really bad boy
nct dream social media au
pairing: mark x reader
side pairing: renhyuck and chensung
genre: fluff, crack, a lil bit of angst in subplots
warnings: this ones a little more explicit than everything else i’ve written, it’s a lot of sexual humor, implied sex, and the closest you’ll get to smut from me (wait that may be a lie)
a/n: this theme may look dark but this au is super soft i promise
fake dating au
~ in which you’re a virgin and your friends keep teasing you about it. mark, on the other hand, doesn’t know how it happened, but apparently he’s a fuckboy even though the only criteria he covers for that is being a boy. one day you snap and tell your friends that you’re currently with, the fuckboy himself, mark lee and mark agrees to help you because people are starting to catch on to his not so fuckboy act and he wants to still be cool enough to get invited to parties and get free alcohol ~
alternatively: two idiots forget they’re fake dating and fall in love
part 1 - introductions
part 2 - christmas
part 3 - cute boys
part 4 - big brain time🤩
part 5 - honey bear
part 6 - concussion
part 7 - cute.
part 8 - big titty anime girl
part 9 - baby boy
part 10 - fluffy
part 11 - the number 3
part 12 - hickeys
part 13 - no fuckboys
part 14 - monogamy
part 15 - a lot
part 16 - excuses </3
part 17 - stage kiss
part 18 - guys night
part 19 - no ragretz
part 20 - destructive interference
part 21 - gg
part 22 - this is fine
part 23 - plan b
part 24 - cool aunt
part 25 - sacrilegious
epilogue
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The Right Note 🎶
Part 1
fratboy!taeyong x reader
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When someone is important to you, the way you act starts to change. This isn't because they asked you to, not because you need to change who you are. No, you change because they inspire you to be a better version of yourself.
Y/N had always found the fraternity's president attractive, until he opened his mouth. When he keeps making his way into all aspects of her life, y/n decides his face is nowhere near cute enough to make up for how much he annoys her. Good one.
a/n: i'm finally back!!
challenge to make a decent first chapter: [failed] i swear it'll get less garbage later LMAO
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I UWU'ED SO HARD "can i hold your hand? 🥺" i think i just died
[1:27am] You groan for the hundredth time as you feel Mark's leg rising up to rest against your hip, its heavy weight restricting your movements on the bed. His body presses against yours, almost pushing over to the edge of the bed as his arms wrap around you.
Things have been going on like this for a while now. Every other minute Mark unconsciously swings his leg over your hip, lodging it around your body while his arm cages your shoulders, and each time you bat his hand away before giving his leg a slight push. Eventually, it slides away, leaving you alone for the time being.
This time though, you intend to put an end to this irksome problem by shoving Mark's leg back to his side of the bed, where his mouth hangs open, drooling in sleep.
"Go back-" you grunt against Mark's leg, "-To your side."
Giving his back a strong push, you watch as he rolls away from you and towards his side of the bed. You press a hand against his back to make sure he doesn't fall back to your side again. Once you're certain he won't, you hesitantly retract your hand, giving him a slight push again for good measure. A second later, his back threatens to topple back but you manage to keep it in place by jutting a leg inbetween.
"Whatareyoudoingy/n?" Mark's voice comes muffled by the blanket enveloping him.
"Keeping you in place."
He shuffles on his side, craning his neck over his shoulder.
"Get your foot away from my back for God's sake."
His hand comes around to bat your foot away. You knock it away with your foot, hitting it whenever he tries to yank at your ankle.
"Y/n, Stop doing that!"
You pout in irritation. "Then stop coming to my side again and again."
You tug the blanket from under his body with a harsh pull. "And give me the blanket, I'm literally freezing out here."
Mark doesn't budge as you struggle to get the blanket, groaning once it finally comes away. He tries to snatch it away from you, ensuing a little tug of war which you win with ease. With an inaudible whine, he tucks the remaining portion of the blanket under his chin and turns away.
You bask in the momentary bliss, slipping into unconsciousness with your side of the bed at your disposal, and Mark's heavy legs away from your own.
"This is nice," you whisper to yourself, slowly feeling sweet sleep kicking in.
The next time you feel Mark's touch etching up your back again, you brush it off, mistaking it for an illusion. But the moment you notice his leg about to come around your hips again, you shoot up from the bed, throwing the blanket off of yourself.
"That's it, I'm sleeping on the couch," you announce, about to storm off when Mark's whimsical voice comes behind.
"Okay, fine! Come back, I won't come to your side again!" he laughs as he speaks, finding your little outburst too cute to resist.
You hesitate by the doorway, heart melting as Mark's hand reaches out for you, wearing on his face an inviting smile. His fingers dance in the air, alive with mischief.
"If you come to my side again I will shove you off the bed," you warn before joining him in the bed again, wedging an extra pillow between the mattress to mark your territory.
Mark spreads the blanket over you, making sure it covers all of your body. He let's out a content sigh, peering at you over the barrier of the pillow inbetween.
The annoyance at the tip of your crinkled nose makes his mind a fuzzy mess, leaving his thoughts muddled as he traces your soft skin with his eyes.
"Go to sleep, Mark."
He shakes his head.
"Nah, this is better."
The ends of your lips quiver in adoration, threatening to spill into a smile. You push the intoxicating feeling away, focusing on finding your lost sleep again.
"Can I hold your hand?" Mark asks, his hand prying over your territory again.
You peek at him with an open eye, wanting to glare but only being able to manage a frown.
You stick your hand at him, the roughness of your movement a direct contrast to his soft strokes against your wrist as his hand clasps yours.
"I love you," he mumbles, eyes closing as he succumbs to sleep.
"Hmm. I love myself too," you retort, smiling to yourself. You squint at Mark to catch his reaction, but he is already asleep, his small snores enlivening the dark room.
You give his clasped a firm squeeze, closing your eyes.
"I love you too."
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