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zcls · 2 years

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first kiss, z.cl

synopsis you and chenle have been friends since you could begin to speak; every memory has him attached to it. when he asks you to teach him how to kiss before his first date with the girl of his dreams, although you’ve never kissed anyone before, you agree. after a kiss or two— feelings come to the forefront. genre gn!reader x chenle, childhood friends to lovers!au, warnings very small angst (?), mentions of comparing oneself to someone else, making out, kissing chenle for the first time! chenle is a bit handsy when it comes to kissing; nothing too serious! word count 2.7k

chenle was utterly infatuated; not with you, but with someone else. you saw it in his eyes whenever he spoke about the girl that he had been talking to for the past three weeks. you saw it in the spring in his step whenever he walked through your door for saturday movie nights that you two had shared every weekend since you were fourteen, and through the way he canceled on you the previous saturday because he was taking her out on an extravagant date. he viewed her as entirely perfect and although you had never met her in person— you started to see her as perfect too.

the problem with seeing her as perfect from all that you heard from your best friend’s point of view lied within the fact that your heart had been in his palms since your first day of freshman year of high school, when he locked his arm with yours, reassuring you that you would be okay; that he would be by your side through it all. his smile was warm, his eyes were a galaxy full of love for you—a friendly love— and stars all combined. you fell right then, and since, you haven’t been able to pick yourself back up; you haven’t been able to fully piece yourself back together.

now, you sit next to chenle as he types on his phone, an adoring smile plastering his visage that you had come to love so much. the hearty chuckle that escaped his heart-shaped lips caused your heart to ache— you only wished you could make him display such emotions. only in your dreams, that’s the only place where you could make him as happy as she did.

“y/n?” chenle asked, tearing himself away from his phone for a brief second to look over at you, who was shaking unknowingly, from the upset that filled your heart and the thoughts that played throughout your head as if a broken record.

“yes, chenle?” you questioned, turning around to face him. his eyes were still full of that friendly love, but there was a glint of concern that now filled his orbs. your heart ached more at the sight, knowing he could somewhat feel the pain that plagued your heart and filled your every thought. you wondered how he knew you so well; to be able to look at you and instantly know that something was out of the ordinary.

he knew you like the back of his hand though, truth be told. he knew the way your hands trembled when you were upset and how the movements of your hands changed when you were happy; you would do things softer, in a quicker motion, especially when you wrote in your journal. he knew that your lip quivered when you were about to break down in tears and how your eye twitched when you were angry. he knew everything about you, although you didn’t notice— he always paid attention to you, to everything about you.

he also knew that you hated when others asked about how you were feeling— you hated the intrusion. chenle knew that you’d come to him eventually; that you would explain how you are feeling and why you feel such a way. that was the beauty about your friendship; communication was always there.

so, he was going to ask you the next thing that appeared within his mind. he wanted to know how to kiss— how to give someone a genuine kiss, like how they’re portrayed in movies. he wanted his first kiss with the girl he’d been texting to be absolutely perfect, and you were just the person to go to. you were his best friend; you always helped him in times of need and you were always there with him, no matter what.

“do you know how to kiss someone?” he questioned, “like, the right way?” he asked, his face seeming full of anxiety. he had never asked anyone such a question and asking the person he’s had by his side since he was just a little boy seemed to make him even more fearful. he tapped his knee, wishing that he didn’t screw anything up within his relationship with you.

“you don’t know how to kiss her, do you?” you asked, tilting your head to the side, smiling at the boy in front of you whose cheeks were now tainted with crimson.

“i was kinda—,” began the boy, cheeks turning darker at each thought; the pure embarrassment of asking his best friend what was about to escape his champagne colored lips, “wondering if you could show me how to kiss her?”

you nearly choked on your own saliva at his words, heart beating faster and faster each second after. you were at a loss for words. your best friend was asking you, his best friend since the two of you were kids, to teach him how to kiss. hell, you’ve never had your first kiss before. you had no idea what you were supposed to do anyway, so how could you be of help to chenle at all? you felt as if you would only make the situation worse— for both him and your heart.

“you want me to kiss you?” you questioned, now playing softly with the hem of your shirt to distract you from your thoughts. he was all you could think about; from the top of his head where his soft hairs lie to his heels that press him firmly to the ground when he stands. each and every aspect of him filled your mind; it was as if the only thing in the world to exist within your brain was him. for that split moment, you really didn't mind.

"i want to kiss you to test the waters—," chenle said, clearing his throat and looking the other way to avoid any type of awkward eye contact with you, although he knew it wouldn't be that awkward. you were his best friend, after all, you always were there to help him learn new things. "you're my best friend, y/n. it wouldn't be weird at all."

you sighed softly, nodding your head to the boy and seeing his eyes light up with the gleam that you found yourself madly in love with. you saw the entire galaxy within the sole irises of his mahogany orbs and at times, it was almost as if you couldn't pull yourself from staring into them. you were so enamored by the way his eyes showed his emotions when his face didn't need to. each feature about him was perfect, and you wished your brain was merely a camera to capture each moment of him so you could never forget— so he was always there through euphoric memories within your brain when he wasn't in front of you.

without noticing, as you were lost in thought about the boy in front of you, chenle moved himself closer to you so your knees were now touching and you were facing one another. you couldn't help but smile at the goofy look on his face; he always looked so silly when it came to new things, like the time you two went on your first rollercoaster together and held hands the entire way through. he had the silliest of smiles plastered on his visage, but you could see the happiness placed there, too.

in that moment, you realized— chenle was always there for your firsts of something. he was there the first time you ever rode your bike without training wheels, the first time you drove your car with your license. he was there to be your first dance at homecoming your freshman year of high school, and your last during prom when your senior year caught up with you. he was there for you when you got your first pet, and there throughout the nights you sobbed when it left. he was always there to turn to; he was always, without complaint, by your side.

“instead of blabbering on, kiss me already, chenle.” you said finally, trying to loosen the muscles in your body that were tense at the thought of your lips touching. “you won’t learn anything for her if you keep sitting there, you know.”

chuckling at your works, chenle leaned in closer to you, cupping his hands around your face. he smiled softly at you, caressing your cheeks gently with his thumbs. you couldn’t help the swarm of butterflies within your stomach, he was just so beautiful.

from the way his eyes crinkle when he laughs to the way he looks at the things he loves; it was all beautiful. from his head to his feet, from the air above his head to the ground below him— nothing could get any more beautiful than that. you swore that there has never been a being in the world more beautiful—or just as beautiful— as him, and you believed entirely that there would never be enough.

he made you see the world in ways that you would have never seen it before him. the world is certainly not as beautiful as it may seem; as it ranges in beauty and fair ugliness— chenle was surely the true beauty in this cruel, yet, ugly world. no words could possibly describe how truly wonderful he is in your eyes. everything he does, everything he touches— it holds some type of beauty because it has touched him.

the smiles that kisses his lips daily, the reason for light. the laughs that he lets out when he's happy, the reason for happiness. the way he holds your hand when you’re anxious, the way he doesn’t care about what others think of your friendship; the reason to keep trying. the small smiles he gives you when he looks up from his phone and sees you glancing at him; the reason to keep your heart open.

chenle’s lips touched yours, causing you to let out a gasp at his warm touch. his lips were soft and tasted of vanilla, causing you to wonder if he was the one who took your vanilla chapstick from your glovebox. his kiss was an eager one, full of willingness to learn for the girl he liked so very much, and that caused your heart to only become sore at the thought.

he pulled away and looked at you with warm, comforting eyes that also held worry within them. he pursed his lips. “was that good?” he questioned.

you could only nod in response, quietly hoping that he would kiss you again. you felt your heart beating against your ribcage, and you knew that you wanted his lips connected to yours once more. it was as if you entered your own special heaven with his lips attached to yours and with that; it was a heaven you never wanted to leave.

chenle’s thoughts were preoccupied though, with thoughts of you, and just how right it felt kissing you in that moment. you and chenle—the most exciting bunch around. meeting only at age three at a playground and becoming instantly close, you both felt as if you had known each other your entire life.

you went to parties together, you laughed and cried together; you did everything with one another. he helped you study when you were completely lost, always cheering you on with the you're doing great’s and the occasional you got this!’ speeches.

he helped you when things felt like they were crashing down; he made things stable. he made it feel like things were going to get better, with time, at least. he always reminded you how it was okay to make mistakes and that no matter what, you're human. no amount of failures could make you less of a human; they only make you stronger.

late night's with your hands intertwined watching television, he couldn't help but admire how lovely you are— how lucky he is to call you his best friend. the things you did were always in a platonic manner, seeming how you, of course, were merely silent about love and how you wanted to pursue it. he never knew what you wanted, due to the fact that you never initiated anything with him out of your sheer timidness, which caused him to run and stick with people who he didn’t even want anything romantic with. all that because he was waiting— waiting hopelessly for you.

he realized then that he was in love with you, too— that the looks he gave you weren’t out of concern, but out of love. he realized that the things he wrote in his journal about you, including the songs, weren’t just a phase of a young boy feeling puppy love, but rather a boy who was growing up and feeling the love of the most important person in his life.

“can i kiss you again?” chenle asked softly, rubbing the back of his neck as the words escaped his lips. his shyness caught your attention, causing your stomach to erupt with butterflies and euphoria.

“of course, chenle,” you began, “you can kiss me again.” you didn’t even have to finish your sentence before his lips were connected to yours once more. but this time, his kiss was filled with more fervor than what it was to begin with. it was as if he was no longer kissing you for practice, but as if he asked to kiss you again to genuinely kiss you.

your lips molded perfectly together as you kissed, his hands rubbing the outer part of your thighs. you then moved yourself to straddle his lap, having him chuckle against your lips at the movement. you had no idea what you were doing, honestly, there was nothing except passion filling your brain. you wanted to kiss him until you could no longer breathe— you wanted to kiss him until the world ended and you hoped that if it did, you could find a possible way to kiss him again.

as you straddled his lap, his hands found their way underneath your shirt to softly caress your waist. you felt yourself fall more in love with the boy in front of you, whom you were currently making out with. you would have never ever thought you’d be in this position with chenle, your best friend, who you believed was in love with someone else.

you pulled away to look at him, your eyes glimmering with love and lust to kiss him once again. you couldn’t help but think— why were you two in this position? was it because he saw you as someone he could potentially be with, or was it because it was his way of practicing for the girl he was supposed to see in the upcoming days?

“chenle,” you breathed as the boy leaned his forehead to touch yours; a meaningless gesture to some, but you felt your heart swell up. it was romantic, and you couldn’t get enough.

“yeah, baby?” he asked, causing you to feel dizzy at the nickname that he rarely gave you unless you were upset and he was calming you down.

“was that—,” you begin, catching yourself shaking slightly at the thought of the words that were just about to fall from your lips, “for practice? you know, for your date in a few days?”

chenle only laughed at you, his mellifluous laugh filled the air as you stared back at him. he was so beautiful when he laughed— he always looked as if he was the happiest being alive when he did so, and nothing made you happier than seeing his inexplicable happiness.

“i wouldn’t have kissed you again if it weren’t for you.” he said, now caressing your hips with his thumbs since you didn’t leave your previous position of atop his lap. “i realized halfway through our first kiss that you are the only person i ever want to kiss.”

you felt your cheeks heat up with crimson; “you want to only kiss me?” you inquired, causing the boy to shake his head before leaning down and kissing you again.

“more than you’ll ever know,” he said softly against your lips— leaving your heart in flutters.

you no longer had to worry about chenle and his short-lived relationships with others, because you knew now that his heart was yours, entirely yours. as the tears brimmed your mahogany eyes, you reached for his hand and kissed it gently. with his hand in yours, you sat in a comfortable silence for a moment, adoration filling the air.

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wonielvr · 11 months

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[02:32] – zhong chenle

knock... knock... knock

a loud banging of stones hitting your window rouses you and forces you to get out of bed to see what's going on.

knock... knock... knock

now, there are not many people that can be so committed to waking you up at 3am by throwing rocks from the garden at your window, yet your boyfriend, chenle, is one of them.

knock... knock... knock

once you finally open the window, you witness chenle wrapped in a big black sweater with his lips forming a wide smile, trying to look as innocent as possible.

"what the hell are you doing lele, it's 3am," you mumbled almost incoherently "i missed you and you didn't answer my text so I thought I would come by." "I'm coming down to open the door".

usually when you'll open the door chenle will kiss or hug you like the good boyfriend he is, but instead he abruptly swept your feet to pick you up bridal style back to your bed to get a good night's sleep. after a long staircase and a few extra steps you got to your bed.

"good night lovely, sorry for interrupting your beauty sleep," he mumbled quietly as you drifted off to dream land. "It's okay, as long as you cuddle me."

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hwanchaesong · 2 years

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7:36 AM

The smell of something delicious wafted throughout the room until it reaches your nostrils, immediately waking you up.

The sun's light cascading through the white curtains. You decided to get up and see what the situation is.

Nearing the kitchen, you saw your boyfriend Chenle cooking breakfast for the both of you.

You watch him move around expertly, quietly humming an unfamiliar tune.

Moments like this have always made you think, 'How lucky am I to have such a man like him in my life.'

"Come here and help me if you're just gonna stand like a creep there." his voice startled your daydreaming.

"You can see me?" you asked him, bewildered on how he knows why you're lurking around.

Chenle turned around to face you, wearing that sunglasses that you'll always hate because it hinders you from staring at his gorgeous eyes.

"I did not see you, but I surely can feel you."

"Oh?" you smiled in amusement, "How is that?"

He simply smiled at you and shrugged, continuing to stir the fried rice in the pan.

"It would be bad if I wouldn't be able to feel the presence of my future wife, wouldn't it?"

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macaroni-sly · 14 days

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Chenle - NCT DREAM ‘Smoothie’ Jacket & MV Behind the Scenes

(1/1)

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weirdkpopgirl · 1 year

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Too Much | Chenle Imagine #3

Title: Too Much

Genre: Fluff, Slight Angst

Warnings: mentions of a breakdown (yes another one), and good old stress

Word Count: 671

Author's Note: So um I did write this based on recent experience from my first job. I just added Chenle to it, partly because I love writing stuff for Chenle. Even though he isn't my bias (sorry Chenle), I think having someone like him in my life would be nice. Also thank you for all your kind words from my last post. I just get really annoyed with myself and especially my writing. But thank you for reading and listening to my tiny rants 😅.

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Chenle’s attention on the television moved away when he heard the clicking noise from inserting the passcode into the front door. The dimmed light of the room barely allowed him to see your figure come through the doorway. After kicking off your worn-out sneakers, Chenle could hear your soft footsteps padding across the wooden floor.

He barely felt your body sink on the couch cushion beside him. Your neatly tied ponytail from the morning was now droopy. Despite the lack of light in the room, Chenle could make out the faint dark circles under your eyes.

“You should’ve just gone home to rest if you were tired,” He sighed. His hand reached to cup the right side of your face.

You didn’t say anything for a moment. But Chenle saw the stress screaming from your eyes. He didn’t need to ask if you were okay because he knew the answer. Eventually, you did speak.

“I quit my job.” The four words fell from your lips with subtle despondency.

Somehow that sentence alone was able to set off the waterworks. The fresh tears almost burned as they streamed down your cheeks. A second didn’t even pass before Chenle’s arms were wrapped around you in a much-needed embrace. For once, the loud boy was silent. His hand quietly patted your back, as you softly sobbed into your hands.

Eventually, he noticed Daegal pawing at his legs. Then he smiled and picked up the small white dog to bring her to your face. Giggles would quickly erupt when you felt her tiny pink tongue lick across your knuckles.

“I don’t know why I’m crying.” You pulled away slightly to grab a tissue from the coffee table and blew your nose. “I should be happy I won’t have to deal with all the crap I get at work after this month.”

Chenle’s lips parted as he gently put Daegal back on the floor. “It’s probably because you’ve been holding in all this stress from your stupid boss until now.”

You laughed again, impressed by your boyfriend. He knew you better than yourself.

“You’re only eighteen, (Y/n)-ah.” He cupped your cheek again to wipe away any leftover tears. “You’re not Wonder Woman or Captain Marvel. You don’t have to carry all this weight on your shoulders.”

You shook your head in slight denial. “Everything has been too much lately. But I seriously thought I could hold it in a little longer.”

“You shouldn’t have to. Your boss is an idiot for losing such a strong and brilliant employee.” Chenle spoke as if he was stating the obvious. “Now you can find a place that knows and appreciates your value.”

You soaked in your boyfriend’s words, ultimately knowing he was right. No matter how much you hated yourself, you had to admit that these past months have contributed to your declining mental health.

“Thank you…for saying that and being by my side,” You sniffed a few minutes later. “What would I do without you?”

A snarky comment was on the tip of Chenle’s tongue. But he held back, knowing that’s not what you needed right now. He stared intensely into your eyes for a moment before placing a kiss on your forehead. Shortly after, he’d move down to your lips. You felt his warm lips brush against yours in light, heart-fluttering pecks. Until the sixth one, where he properly connected your lips into one long and slow kiss.

These intimate moments with Chenle were rare. But when you did share them, you felt closer to the singer than you were before. The two of you were able to communicate in a way that was almost telepathy. Chenle had become an expert in reading the emotions you weren’t even aware of. Perhaps, this was one of the reasons you and him were so compatible.

The rest of the evening turned into an unofficial binge-watching k-dramas date. That was how you two woke up the next morning being in the comfort of each other’s arms.

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sweetiesicheng · 1 year

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chenle - playground

word count : 510

"i like the pink. you should keep it this color," you said to chenle as you two walked through town.

"huh? didn't you say that you liked my hair during the resonance era better?" he questioned and held your hand. "let's cut through here," he said, nodding his head towards the park you two were walking by. you two started walking through the park, walking by a playground.

"but this color is nice too," you said. "maybe i should dye my hair pink..." you thought out loud. it had been awhile since you got your hair done so maybe it was time for something new for you.

"both of us with pink hair? at least pick a different color than me," chenle replied.

"purple?"

he thought for a second before nodding, "yea. you'd look cute with purple hair," he said and smiled at you. “oh, did you—“

"excuse me! excuse me!" you felt someone tug on your shirt from behind.

you and chenle stopped walking and saw two little girls standing behind you. you two turned around to face them.

"hi, do you need something?" you asked and crouched down in front of them. chenle kept his hand on your shoulder.

"can we ask you a question?" one of the girls asked.

"go ahead," you smiled at them and nodded.

"are you a prince and a princess?" the other little girl asked.

"a prince and a princess?" you soike and looked up at chenle.

he bent down, moving his hand that was in your shoulder to his knee. “do we look like a prince and a princess?" he asked the two girls.

they both nodded, "yea!"

"i'll tell you two a secret," chenle suddenly whispered, and the two girls leaned in towards him, "i'm not a prince, but she's my princess."

"she's your princess?" one of the girls asked.

you smiled at chenle. "yea, she's super pretty and nice, and we're dating, so she's my princess," he explained to him.

"wow," the other girl said in amazement. "i want to find a prince!"

"me too! me too!"

"one day, i’m sure you’ll find someone you love very much," you said to the two girls, "i'm sure both of you will find someone great for you.”

"really?" one of them asked.

chenle nodded, "yea, there's so many people in the world, so there is definitely someone for you out there.”

you checked the time on your watch, "hey, the reservation is soon," you mentioned. chenle nodded his head before you two looked at the girls. "we have to go now, but it was nice meeting you two," you said to them while chenle patted their heads.

"bye bye princess!"

"bye bye!"

the two girls ran back to the playground while you and chenle stood up straight. you two started walking out of the park.

"they were cute," you said to him.

he nodded, "yea. they were." he held your hand, "so, princess, where do you want to go after dinner?" he asked.

you smiled, "anywhere you want to go, my prince."

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equatism · 2 years

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ㅤ DREAMIES FROM 200000: NCT DREAM, Mark + Chenle + Haechan + Renjun + Jisung + Jeno + Jaemin.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ(C.) arlodayo.

❑ 一 All made by me. (Totalmente feito por mim.)

❑ 一 Do not repost without my permission. (Não reposte sem minha permissão.)

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ygmultiy · 1 year

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Chenle Lockscreens

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hug4jaehyun · 2 years

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▒ᩤ (⸝⸝ᴗ͈ ̫ ᴗ͈⸝⸝) ⩨ ꒲ ⛓️ Ꮺ ɗᥝꮇᥢ ꮪꮋᥝᥕᥣ⃗ᧇ #%...␦！

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— ⩇⩇:⩇⩇ ★̲ 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗇𝗅𝖾 𝗆☹︎☻𝖽𝖻𝗈𝖺𝘳𝖽 ⏜͡︵ 𓈈 ﹆

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ohmygs-blog · 7 months

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i am so delusional for chenle rn its 2:11 am and im thinking ab him could i please request him spoiling his gf with like tons of gifts and his s/o feels guilty in a way?? u are probs my fav blog on tumblr ily sm and i have re read all of ur works atleast 3 times <33😽💐 ( could i request smth else if u are ok w it??, if u are fine w it i will send it in another ask bc i dont want to overwhelm u i have too many ideas in my tiny delusional little brain)

bf chenle spoiling you.

thank you so much <3 ofc request anything you want !!

sorry it took me a while but i hope you like !!

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chicken-fifi · 2 years

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Chenle (NCT Dream) Headcanon - Teaching Him Your Language

First of all

Chenle tries so hard to make you proud :’)

He always trying so hard to get the pronunciation of the words correct

And when he does he looks so proud of himself and looks at you with so much joy

Don’t get me wrong

It’s hard sometimes

Especially at the very beginning

You two were struggling at first to get some basics down

But after that it would get easier

He’s so eager to learn your language

No matter how hard it’ll be to pick it up

Right now he’s just hoping to pick up enough to be able to hold a small conversation with your family

Even it’s all dicey and chopped and mixed with Korean and Mandarin

Not mention that a lot of the time he’s so focused on you and the way your lips are moving that he doesn’t hear a thing until you whine out his name

Yeah

That happens at least twice every session

But

When he leaves and heads back to the dorms he’s firing as much as he can to the members

Majority will look at him oddly but some will actually try and converse with him

That’s the best part

Sometime when you guys meet up for another session he’ll surprise you by saying a word you haven’t taught him yet

Courtesy of whoever decided to talk with him the night after the last meet up

He tries so hard and that warms your heart so much

Once you’ve deemed that he knows enough to start he’ll start teaching you Mandarin

Soon enough you two are speaking in broken languages

He’s talking to you in your language as best as he can

And you’re replying in Mandarin as best as you can

It’s cute

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mcflymax · 9 months

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Bem Na Mosca

Capa feita para ccinnamonroll no Spirit Fanfiction. → Faça seu pedido aqui! ✖ Copie. ✔ Se inspire!

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kyuzuberri · 1 year

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Chenle is the type to give you rabies when he bites you 🤭

#IM JOKING #kyuzu 👺#▣ random posts #lele 👔#zhong chenle #chenle #nct #nct dream #nct u #nct chenle #nct zhong chenle #nct dream chenle #nct dream zhong chenle #jade 💚

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authorele97 · 1 year

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CHAPTER ONE - SHIRO MAE

SHIRO

As I walk passing through the back door of our household my mom insists I give one of my graduation pictures to my dad. She left us by pardoning herself that she had got to cook dinner. As I continue to walk in our backyard I sight my dad doing something on our broken air conditioner. I took a deep sigh holding the pocket-size picture that I'm about to give to him and I suddenly felt like I was trembling but I didn't know why.

"Dad," I shyly mumbled to him before he turns his head up, and there was a sudden luminous glaze upon him that makes me feel like I'm floating in. It's already 5 o'clock in the afternoon and the evening seems approaching but his smile will always be the brightest and sweetest smile I have ever seen.

I am constantly asking myself these questions: How come a person used to be so optimistic and gentle? And how come a person like him is my father?

"Congrats my dearest daughter" He gleefully tells me in a calm manner. He removes his working gloves and pats my head very gently. I smiled back at him then I took a deep sigh and finally lent my picture.

"Wow! You are so pretty! Just like your mom" He exclaimed with exaggerated movement while looking at my picture.

"Thanks, Dad but I'm really sorry I didn't make it... I mean to be a part of the flying colors--sorry to disappoint you and mom." I said after I murmured my last word.

"It's fine who told you that we were disappointed? We cannot explain how happy we are because of you. The fact you are finally graduating from Elementary School is a great success and pride to us." He smiled once again and I nodded.

"Those medallions are just bonuses. They were actually useless in real life!" He jokingly said with his awkward laugh.

"Hey you two, come inside and help me. Dinners coming" Mom said with her raised voice.

"Yes, we're coming!" Dad responds to her.

We are about to walk on our way home but dad stops, "Oh anyway!" He delightedly said and ran towards his toolbox on the working table. He grabs a fancy package and comes again to where I'm standing.

"Here." He calmly said with a smile on his face.

I am thrilled to open it, I giggled as he gave it to me, and as I opened the present; I saw pastel blue-green hue headphones.

"Wow! I was looking for this headset yesterday at the mall! How come you knew about it, dad?" I excitedly told him.

"Hmm... Just guts!" Dad told me while he gleams and looks at me happily. With the excitement I exhibited to him earlier, I abruptly become awkward for I am not usually that sweet even to my parents. I heard him chuckle and he finally talked.

"Shall we try it on your phone dear?"

"Uhm," I responded. I grab my phone and he assists me to operate it. He places the headset on my ears. I look at him again and see as he shines and it makes it hard for me to glimpse him. I gradually close my eyes and the music starts to play.

As I opened my eyes hastily, I was shocked by my surroundings becoming gray and dreary. I quickly turn my eyes and look where I am. A sudden realization twitched my consciousness as I heard my alarm clock—I am just inside my room and I am dreaming vividly that dream again almost a thousand times. Did I consider it a dream? It is more like a memory. And through all the good and bad memories I had, that memory seems to be a notable one as that simple conversation always appears in my dreams almost every day.

"Hey, Shiro breakfast is ready. Get to turn yourself up and be prepared for school." Mom said with her forceful voice.

"Uhm, I'm getting up" I mumbled while pulling out my blanket and mending it before I stood up. After I took my breakfast and prepared myself to leave, I reached out again to my room and organized my stuff. I put on a bit of makeup and glanced in the mirror. A girl that has a pinkish pale face with a pouty dead rose-colored lip, almond-shaped dark eyes with a mole under it near on cheekbones, and short black hair with sided bangs shows on my reflection.

I crack a little smile and try not to fake it. But in the aftermath, I think It was just too shallow to do it behind these four sides of my room. Because, in the innermost depth of my heart, I know that sadness and frustration are still lurking and seem to make my soul darker and darker. However, I know to myself that—this feeling will never set me my precedence to stop me from doing things I wanted to.

[Beep] My dazed stopped as I heard my phone buzzing several times. I quickly fetch it and catch a glimpse of Lynx calling me. I stand up but never answer his call because I know he's already outside of my home.

"Mom I'm going!" I shouted as loud as possible so my mom would hear me from the kitchen. I never waited for her response and instantly opened the door, running towards the gate to open it, as I also settled my bag pack at the same time.

"Still not answering my calls ha?" Suddenly my best friend Lynx speaks up with his arrogant voice as I'm busy latching the gate to lock it again properly.

"You have known me for almost 5 years and you still didn't know I-HATE-CALLS?"

I finally turn myself into a tall, with fair skin, straight undercut jet-black hair guy as I annoyingly emphasize the last words I let out.

"You have known me for almost 5 years blah blah blah!" he said as he tried hard to mimic what I have said.

"Shut up ugly!" I told him before I shove his bike he is riding using my feet and that makes him almost fall over.

"Stubborn!" He said it while snapping a smile on his face. Some girls are very delighted by their so-called, refreshing eye smile he always perpetrates when he deceives girls. What a pain—he just looks like a sleeping guy while smiling for me. Girls are sometimes hard to comprehend when it comes to a guy they like.

"Let's go!" He happily said with his manly raspy voice while I'm at the back of his bike and he drives it faster than he could. As we went down and placed his bike we decided to enter our University. I lift my ID so my bar code will get detected and I get surprised when Lynx is getting his ID on his bag.

"Whoa, I thought that was lost?" I rashly told him.

[Beep] "I went here yesterday and used my charm to Student Affairs. Eventually, I got it that smoothly without any effort." He boastfully explained whereas he nudged my shoulders at the same.

"Charm? Eww," I rolled my eyes while I mumbled those words. We continue to amble our feet as we have our first subject which is the Steno and our professor will be our Dean Gabuat and she's also referring to it as Ma'am G.

"Arghh Second-year seems so Harsh, we got Steno this morning with Ma'am G. and Research before lunch" Lynx complained while sulking in disbelief about the subjects we are going to take this sem.

"You are good at Steno the last sem you know. Unfortunately, not as much as I am."I boastfully told him and tap his bag aggressively because of what I did, some first years mostly female peeps are looking at us but this idiot seems no idea about being popular in our University.

"I envy you for having an Office Administrator graduate mom. He said while we continue walking inside the room. I never had a chance to respond to him as Dean Gabuat came even though the first class is not yet starting.

"I have to apologize to class 2-1 for some errors about your schedule." She calmly tells the class.

"My schedule for your class will be before lunch. On the other hand, your Research will be right now."

After Ma'am G said it, the class suddenly uproar a bit. Some of them are happy and some of them are not. Well, I think that's me and I don't know why I don't have a nice feeling about these switched subjects.

"Professor Kim Younghyun will be your Research this semester, and I hope you'll also welcome him for he is new to Cháo Yáng University." She snaps a smile as she continues to speak.

"Anyway, BSOA and BSBA 2-3 are merging for this subject. That's why I'm warning you to act professionally towards Mr. Kim for he is a Business Administration graduate, maybe he looks younger than you expect..." she continued.

"Yeah, that's why his name is Younghyun for he is obviously YOUNG right now maybe Oldhyun next year or so," Lynx whispered his non-sense jokes to me to the fact that Ma'am G is still talking.

"Ha-ha-ha shut up ugly," I said without looking at him and he chuckles a bit and finally focuses on our professor.

After the discussion, we had a chance to meet Mr. Younghyun who is unexpectedly that young to be a professor. His aspect might scout him as an actor if there's a chance or so. He gave that actor vibe with tall, fair skin, intimidating narrow or fox eyes as well as broad shoulders, and neat straight black hair. Obviously, at the moment, some female students are annoyingly chuckling around.

"Ohhh, our professor gives me goosebumps like the first day I met you!" Lynx murmured.

"What the hell do you mean?" I told him with a sinister gleam.

"Nothing, nothing," He said after he widens his eyes forcefully.

"Oh gosh is that Asher Ning? She's our classmate!" A sudden commotion suddenly comes up after my fella classmate exclaimed.

"Sorry Professor Younghyun I'm late," the girl said with a kinda captivating expression to make all the boys except Lynx giggle like insane squealers.

"It's fine we're not yet starting. Hope you'll never do that anymore in my class." Mr. Younghyun coldly asserted without looking at her while turning up his specs whereas he only focused on his laptop connecting to the projector.

"Thanks, Sir." She insisted while she gently flipped her red bright hair as she stepped towards her chair. The class won't stop gossiping about our merged classmate who undeniably stands out for her fancy eye makeup making her Asian almond eye a bit bolder, her pouty red ombré lips with a glossy texture that makes her lips glower as well as her dazzling fair skin.

"How come she will never stand out with that hair? Looks stupid." Lynx said before he sneered as he said something to her.

"I feel like I'm in the wrong building because of BSBA. Almost all of them look like they are from the Model department." I told him while twirling my pen to my fingers.

To make this time quick, Mr. Younghyun talks over certainly everything about the subject we are going to put up with. We have groupings for this Research and we are going to propose our title tomorrow. The group I have has two from Office Administration and three from Business Administration. Luckily, Lynx and I are in the same group.

"Hi everyone!" The prominent girl named Asher cheered at us with her two girl classmates behind her. As we place our chairs circular, I get surprised for the reason Asher is seated beside me with her strangely intriguing smile for me.

"Hi, Shiro! Your name is so cute just like you!" She confessed to me and giggled like a kid at the same time.

"Thanks." I coldly respond in shock and glared at Lynx with his lonesome expression.

"So now who's the Leader and Secretary?" Lynx suddenly interrupted Asher's odd behavior.

"We are appointing Ash as Secretary," Our two groupmates declared while pointing to Asher.

"Oh hey why me?" She said in her high-pitched voice.

"You are the Secretary of Student Affairs so we are confident you will do your job that easily." They rationalized to her while looking at her like they forcibly convinced her to say yes.

"Oh... Yeah sure." She spoke up while stuttering.

Lynx frowned as he is inquisitive towards her and said why he never saw her at council yesterday, for he was there to get his ID. Asher just strangely answers him that she had her magazine shot for understandably, her hair is color red right now.

"Ahh... okay," Lynx coldly said to her.

"So who's the Leader? Shiro?" Asher tells us with enthusiasm.

"Okay." I said to her, "...but make sure to do your responsibilities right." I said with an authoritarian tone.

"Y-Yes I will!" she nervously told me.

From there on, we brainstorm everything for the Research titles we are going to propose tomorrow. Like Mr. Younghyun said, the research title must be persuading, encouraging, and related to a charity that also talks about Business. After we decided on the title we will present, we chose three titles among our suggestions.

First, A correlation study between the profitable dog breeding industry and animal welfare; Research on organic food produce and sustainable market consumption, and lastly, An evaluation of the effects of the underground market on LGU revenue.

"I wrote each explanation about our topic. Now Asher it is all to you for the presentation and makes sure to keep the written report I made. Don't lose it, I don't have my laptop since It was broken, I hope we can keep in touch with you." I formally announced.

"Yes, I will! No worries Shiro!" She gleefully told us.

As time passed by I finally, get home safely. My foot almost got numb strolling Chào Yang University just for different classes but even though I am extremely exhausted, I sort everything about our Research using my phone. I really hate being useless, for my laptop is unsteady and I don't have enough money to purchase it. Being a scholar in an elite university sucks most of the time.

Meanwhile, I accumulate my agendas and told my groupmates to come as early as one hour or so before the class as soon as possible tomorrow. After that, I cannot help myself but sleep.

As the moment I shut my eyes, I heard the door creaking and it was sound so creepy along with its sinister smile I've seen from unknown until he's about to open his mouth and shouted:

"HEY IDIOT WAKE UP!"

[Beep] I quickly open my eyes as I heard the alarm starting to rattle my heart like crazy. I never realized that it was morning already. I was not able to remember my dream or maybe a nightmare for the only aspect I recall is some bratty voice dude called me an idiot. If ever that came about in the future I'll make sure to tear his face instantly. CYU has a lot of brat problematic kids but no one lures me at least once. Coward brats.

"Hey you look grumpy as hell to start a day, don't be a jinx!" My best friend told me in a sarcastic voice.

"I bet Jinx and Lynx are alike," I irritably told while we were walking down the aisle of the Main Zhong Building.

"Are you worried about the presentation?" He spoke up.

"Not really but I don't have any motivation to cheer up or so today. Dunno why," He raised his eyebrows and looked away again.

"That is not the Shiro I knew every time we have this kind of stuff. Common man what's wrong with—"

"I-I'm sorry, I think it's lost!" Suddenly a girl freakishly cried to make Lynx and I stop talking. And as we go through we sight our members frowning at Asher while she is looking for something in her bag.

"Hey what happened? Seriously, It's 7 in the morning for you to cry out like that." Lynx told Asher and she nervously faced us with tears.

"I-I'm really sorry, Shiro, Lynx, Kate, and Lean. I really don't know why It's not on the laptop, It was unexpectedly formatted and I never save it on the flash drive, I-I even lost the written report that Shiro made for us yesterday. I'm sorry!" Asher confessed to us and cried like a fool.

Because of the headache, I feel since yesterday, I decided not to respond to her and sit down on my seat covering my forehead with my palm and biting my tongue just to control myself to say something bad to her. Lynx is frustratingly seated beside me and trying not to make a commotion for some of our classmates are already here too.

"Seriously, how come you are the secretary of the council? Huh, sounds like you were just elected because you are popular!" Lean said with her annoying tone.

"You are right Lean! What a famous for nothing! So what should we do now ha?" Kate said while Asher is still trying her best to find the documents in her bag.

"Contact your bodyguard or maids right now common make it fast!" Lean exclaimed which makes the class gossip about Asher.

"Okay, okay, I will... Sorry..." She mumbled as she is trembling to hold her phone.

[BLAG] I don't even care what I'm doing right that's why I fiercely whack my desk with my fist because these two nuisances keep on barking like frenzied ugly canines. I stand up and look at them as they nervously stutter saying their reason for being furious with Asher.

"Hey Lean and Kate before you complain, make sure you contribute a lot yesterday. I don't even feel your existence more than Asher. She participated a lot compare to the two of you. So please, just stop." I can't help to keep quiet anymore not because I am the leader but also because I despise what they are doing to her. I instantly glared at Asher while her eyes were still swollen while looking at me like a kid.

"And you stop taking responsibility that you can't even handle," I told her and fetches the notebook she was clasping.

After this uprising scene, I decided to gather everything again about what I remembered. Thankfully, I take down what part I'm going to present, or else this day will be chaos. Lynx also do something beneficial to our group as well as Asher for they also remember their parts.

Moreover, the presentation is not satisfying but still, the three of us made it at the end of the class. We are gratified for at least Mr. Younghyun approved our Title that fasts even though It's so obvious that Mr. Younghyun notices some inadequacy in our report.

"Damn it that was intense, I've never been so stressed like this!" I told Lynx as I am still annoyed about what happened. I even stamped my feet when Mr. Younghyun left the room as well as the BSBA students. I've seen Asher apprehensively looking at me but I can't avoid being furious.

"Shiro..." I didn't know if I'm hallucinating or what for I just heard Asher murmuring my name then I stand up and see her still looking at me while biting her lips but I just ignored her for I still needed to leave for my next class plus I am not mad at her.

It is just I hate myself trusted her like that so easy. I never been like that to anyone before.

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