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their relationship was bound to happen in (almost) every universe, world and reality

happy belated birthday della (and me^^) and happy belated anniversary to my favourite poly couple. this is my longest fic at 5500+ words

"What did you think of the movie?" Jay asked Della, who was the only one who hasn't stated her opinion.

It was one of the rare moments when all the Enha members watched in the cinema together. They were all curious about the most-awarded film that just won best picture at the Academy.

"I didn't think it was gonna be that funny but it was hilarious," Della smiled. "It was hilarious and sad. It was really good. I loved it."

"Anything else?" Jake asked. They could all tell that there was something in her mind.

"I really liked Waymond.. and I cried a few times near the end..." they know her too well. She had more things in mind. "You guys know I didn't watch the new Doctor Strange movie, right?"

"Mm," they have an idea of where it's going.

"What Waymond said in the movie star universe made me cry, first off. But it also made me think..." she played with her fingers. "The multiverse thing is most probably fiction but I really hope that we get to be together in a lot more universes than this one. All eight of us."

"Don't think about it, darling. The multiverse isn't real and I'm sure our relationship would've existed in another universe if it was. Maybe even most of them."

washington, united states of america

"Shit. I think everyone has formed their groups," Alice mumbled to Della. "Looks like we're the only ones left.. again."

"Seriously?! What about Jen and..." Della frantically turned her head to her other friends. "Fuck, they have eight people."

"One, two, three, four..." she heard Alice count quietly. "Fuck, there are two groups of seven so we have to split."

"Shit..." well that's the price you pay for being friends with everyone so you're not in a specific friend group and only stick with your best friend. "Not lucky this time," she sighed at the thought of being separated from (practically) her other half.

"Yeah..." Alice was still looking around the class. "I just realised one of the available groups is with H7! All seven of them!" Della scrunched her face at the name.

"Please don't call them that, that's cringy as fuck," H7 is what the student body calls this one friend group. All seven students are in the basketball team and are all handsome. Hence the name; Handsome 7. "What about the other one?"

"Is everyone done picking the groups?!" the teacher asked out before Alice could answer.

"Not yet!" Della and Alice said in unison.

"Hurry up, you two. Ethan's group is open, Luke's group is open," great- it's pick your poison.

Either Della gets grouped with a bunch of boys- and H7 at that, or groups with her ex and his 'girl best friend' who never liked her.

"Good luck with H7," Alice whispered in her ear, getting up to sit with Luke's team without a second thought.

Now that's a best friend. Della couldn't help but smile at the thought. 

She grabbed her favourite pen and notebook before heading to where the seven popular boys sat.

She wonders why no one chose to sit here, considering the many fangirls they have. I guess they wanna be with their friends more.

"Sorry to squeeze myself in," she sat on the only empty seat next to number seven. Otherwise known as Will.

Will was always so smiley and friendly to everyone, he doesn't just stick around the popular kids. He's almost like the sunshine of the group. Yet he's a totally different person on the field. He does not play around.

"Not at all," majority of them said.

"Della, right?" number four, Johnny, asked. Johnny is straightforward and mature, somewhat like the leader of the group. Interestingly enough, his looks are quite the opposite. His eyes and fluffy cheeks resemble those of a cat. Absolutely adorable.

Take his smile away and you got yourself a fierce cat.

"Yeah," she smiled softly. "I'm sure you know that I know you all already."

"I'm Jake," number five- okay let's cut out the jersey numbers, cocked his chin up. Jake is known for his insane basketball skills and a real big flirt. Doesn't necessarily play with girls' hearts though. All bark and no bite.

"Ricky," Ricky cloned Jake's head cocking with raised eyebrows. Ricky is really cool. The way he looks, moves, talks, everything. Cool in general but his playfulness comes out within the group. They're all the same age, yet it's almost as if he's the youngest of H7.

"Hi," Della awkwardly said. What else was she supposed to do?

"I'm Will," "Johnny," two of them did the same.

"We've been in the same school for a few years now. I know your names," she chuckled.

"Well I'm Ethan," Ethan brought his hand out for a handshake. While Jake was the flirt, Ethan was the one who's an actual player.

Not really though. From what Della has heard, he treats his past girlfriends like royalty. She suspects that he's just desperate on finding the one... in high school?

"Hi Ethan. I'm Della," she grinned and shook his hand.

"Oh, so Ethan gets a personal 'hi' and a handshake?" Ben had his arms crossed, eyeing their hands with a lazy smirk.

"Hi Ben," her smile stayed as she rolled her eyes. Ben likes to joke around with his friends. Exclusively his friends. Everyone knows how loud and hyper he gets but only a handful of people can make him like that.

"So everyone has a group now right?!" the teacher yelled out again. "I'm going to explain the project!"

"Yes!" some students answered. The class immediately turned quiet to hear the instructions.

"I'm Jay, by the way," the guy across from her leaned in to whisper in her ear. "Nice to meet you, Della."

Della mostly remembers Jay from his parents who helped fund the school. Crazy rich.

Everyone's somewhat rich since they attend the state's top private school. But Jay's family is on another level. Even his uniform looks more expensive.

"Nice to meet you too, Jay," she made the mistake of looking him straight in the eye within close proximity.

He really is handsome. Straight out of a magazine.

"I hope you don't get bored of us. We're really looking forward to doing this project with you," they seem to be stuck in that position.

"Really?" she raised her eyebrows.

"Mhm," Della swallowed at how hot he sounded.

"Ditto."

seoul, south korea — txt & en- playground

"She's so pretty," Niki giggled to his hyungs.

"She's prettier in real life- how's that possible?" Sunghoon gushed to them quietly too.

"What did I say about talking about this in public?" Heeseung scolded. "People might hear and we haven't even debut yet."

"Easy for you to say. You trained with her so you know what she looks like up close," Jay chuckled.

"Aish- just don't make things so obvious. Stop staring at her."

TXT's Della is one of the country's top visual. Nicknamed 'Korea's Siren', it's no surprise that she has lots of admirers. Even her juniors can't seem to resist her charm.

"Should we talk to them?" Della asked her bandmates. "I feel bad. They keep looking at us but must feel so awkward."

The five other members looked at each other with a knowing look. Time to play wingmen.

"Let's go! But I need to head to the restroom," Yeonjun slightly widened his eyes to the boys, trying to tell them to leave with him.

"Wait! Me too!" "I'm coming!" "I need to go too!" "I need to pee!" they said at the same time.

"What?! Guys don't leave me here!" Della watched them all stand up. "I'm gonna go to the restroom too!" 

"NO No!" the members stopped her.

"You need to keep our seats warm!" Beomgyu tried to think of an excuse.

"But I would need five butts.." Della raised her eyebrows.

"Well..."

"You guys are being weird but I'll listen to you anyway because I trust that what you're planning is something good," she sat back on her seat. "Have fun doing your business guys!" she waved.

"We love you, Della! Trust the process! Please be your cool self!" Kai exclaimed before the five disappeared.

"She's alone!" Jake whispered aggressively to his bandmates.

"Subtlety! Subtlety!" Jungwon reminded when most of the guys turned their head to where she sat.

"Should we go say 'hi'? Say that we're big fans?" despite being a shy group, Enha wishes to do so many things and that includes making the first move.

They already talked earlier. What's so different now?

There's no hiding behind the other TXT members, that's what.

"The Tubatu guys probably did this on purpose," Heeseung mumbled.

"Should we just... go there?" Jay tried to confirm the plan.

"Yeah yeah, let's just-" before they could continue, Sunoo stood up from his seat.

"I'm gonna go grab a snack first. Wait up."

"Hurry back!" Niki called after him. 

Sunoo let out a sigh. He can't believe that every single one of his bandmates took an interest in the girl she's admired since her debut.

He doesn't own her or anything but well technically he liked her first.

Or maybe Heeseung did since they trained together for a bit.

"Don't you like macarons?" Della suddenly joined Sunoo in the snack table.

"Ah that surprised me!" he jumped, placing a hand on his chest. 

And he got even more surprised at the fact that the girl his members were gushing about was standing right there.

"Sorry, sorry," Della held her hand up with an embarrassed smile. She thought that it was the perfect opportunity to talk to the young group; by slowly starting with one member and eventually everyone else.

"Hello!" he quickly bowed.

"Hello," her smile changed to a warm one.

"How did- how did you know I like macarons?" he covered the bottom half of his face.

"I watched I-Land. You ate it in the first episode," she giggled.

Oh my God. She watched I-Land.

"Your cover of Crown was amazing, by the way. Absolutely did it justice," oh my God, she's complimenting me.

"Ahh thank you so much!" he bowed slightly.

"Listen.. I really wanna get to know Enhypen- as friends! Of course!" her voice had slight panic in them. "You guys seem really cool and sweet so..." she started to feel really shy.

"Of course! They really wanted to meet you too," the two looked at the other six and found them staring. They quickly snapped out of it to give her a small bow.

"Cute," she smiled. "I would love to get close- if you!" she stammered. "If you guys don't mind! I know it's risky for male and female idols to be close so..." Sunoo can't help but soften at her words.

He should be slightly jealous at how she wanted to get to know all seven and not just him, yet for some reason, he just felt warmth. Kang Della is interested in them. All of them.

"Don't worry. All seven of us would absolutely love to get close with you."

riverfield, webtoon world  [dara = sooha]

"Dara! Wait up!" Shion yelled out. 

Dara turned around to find her seven new friends walking towards her.

Or well... more like to the dorms.

"Shion! Hi!" Dara grinned when they caught up to where she was. "Are you all heading to the dorms?"

"Yup! We're about to go and hang in Solon's room though! Would you like to join?" Jino invited enthusiastically.

"Jino!" Solon scolded his friend through their mind-link. "What did I say about getting close to Dara?!"

"That it's an amazing idea to get her to be our friend?" Jaan answered.

"Pfftt.. friend," Noa held back a smirk. "You all act like you don't want more," they knew the youngest was right but didn't want to acknowledge it. Even Noa himself regretted saying it. Now his brothers might think that he doesn't want her.

"Solon's right. Dara shouldn't get mixed up with vampires, it's dangerous," Jakah said, his hesitance evident.

"Guys?" Dara waved her hand with furrowed eyebrows, unaware and unable to hear the vamps' conversation. The action also brought those boys back to what they were initially doing.

"Yes! Yes?" Heli was the first to respond.

"Were none of you listening?" she frowned slightly. There were seven guys there. How did NO ONE pay attention?

"No, I was!" "I was listening!" Shion and Jino said together in panic.

"I was just about to say 'that's great' and 'let's get going then,'" Jaan tried to make it smooth.

"I'm sorry Dara, I spaced out," Noa said, attempting to get points for honesty.

"Noa, how can you space out when Dara's talking?" Shion gasped dramatically.

"Like you weren't lying just now-" the bickering would've gone for longer if Heli didn't cut them off.

"Sure, Dara. Why don't we all walk to your room together and then move to Solon's?" Heli, being the one with actual telepathic abilities, was able to multitask perfectly. He was the only one to catch what Dara said.

'I'm flattered and would love to join, but I actually wanted to give you all a little something. Do you mind if I go over to my room to grab it real quick?'

"She wants to grab something from her room before joining," Heli quickly relayed the message.

"Perfect! Let's head on to Dara's room!" Jino exclaimed. "You coming, Solon?"

Solon's ears practically had steam coming out of them. He wanted to tell his brothers off for being so dumb and smitten over a human.

But it's not like he isn't too.

"I'm coming with. I wanna see what she prepared for us," Jakah intended his mind-link for Solon, showing how the older would be the only one absent.

"Fine," he grumbled before walking ahead of the group a little.

As they were making their way, he could hear his brothers laughing and chatting with Dara, causing him to be in an actual sour mood.

When he looked back once, he found that the girl was standing beside the eldest and grinning up at him.

'She probably only prepared something for Heli,' he internally scoffed. He was unaware of the jealousy he felt.

Yet once they reached her room, his predictions of the girl was oh so wrong.

"Hi! Sorry for the wait, so uhh..." she exited her room with seven small containers at hand. "This is a cream for whenever you get injured. It's supposed to work for everything, it's multipurpose. But if it doesn't work then just come to me and I'll give you something stronger."

She had actually thought about all of them. She noticed the injuries that they sustained during their last battle. 

"Nightball seems very demanding so you might use this up well," she giggled. She still believes that their injuries came from the sport.

Solon watched as she handed everyone their own cream, complete with a handwritten label of their names.

"Actually Solon, do you mind if I put this on for you? Your injury looks really bad," she looked at his forearm with worry. She had saved him for last.

"Yeah, sure," he practically whispered.

The seven boys silently observed as this girl carefully tended to the wound on Solon's arm, and they felt their hearts warming up (more). 

Solon wasn't exactly lovely to her, but she stayed patient and kind.

'Fuck being a human- I really like her.'

brisbane, australia — 2010

"DELLA!" the seven boys yelled out from outside Della's house. "DELLLLAA!" 

"No way..." Della muttered to herself and looked out her bedroom window.

There they are. Her very annoying, seven best friends.

"Della!" her mother called from downstairs. "The boys are here for you!"

"Just a second, mom!" she rushed to put on some socks and hurried down.

"Careful! Careful! No running!" her mother scolded. "Especially with socks, you might slip and fall."

"Sorry mommy," Della gave her a big hug as an apology. 

"Be careful, okay?" her mother reminded before opening the front door. "Hello kids!"

"Hi Mrs. King!" "Hello!" the boys said together.

"Is Alice not joining?" Della was putting on her shoes as her mother asked questions.

"Not today, Mrs. King. She had to go to the dentist," Johnny answered for the group, as always.

"Oh okay. What are you guys planning to do today?"

"We're gonna watch a movie in Jay's house!" Will replied enthusiastically. 

"Huh? Why are you all here then? Della could've gone with just Jake and Ben," Mrs. King pointed at their two (closest) neighbours. They all live near one another, but Jake and Ben lives two houses away from the Kings'.

"We wanna make sure Della was being careful and safe," Jay gave a charming smile.

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"The movie was so romantic!" Della gushed on once they were done watching. "Especially in the lanterns!"

The guys wanted to watch Megamind, but instead they got sucked into watching Tangled because that's what Della wanted.

They barely paid any attention and mostly talked throughout the movie, yet having them agree to watch her (already) favourite movie was more than enough to make her happy.

She has watched it a million times since it came out anyway.

"Oh I wish I had magic glowing hair! I can just sing 'flower bling and glow, let your power shine' and boom! I'll be young forever!" she twirled around in a daydream.

"We're seven, Della. Don't you wanna grow up a bit and then be young forever?" Ben brought her back to reality.

"I wanna be a kid forever!" Ricky spun around in circles. "I wanna be five and not go to school!"

"Yeah! I just want nap times and games in school!" Jake caught Ricky, making them fall into the large couch.

"Ben has a point though! I wanna be a dancer when I grow up! A real one!" Della was used to all the chaos of being friends with the seven kids. They just enjoy each other's company as is.

"I wanna be a dancer too! I wanna make a dance team and dance all around the world!" Ricky yelled.

"Guys! Let's make a team when we grow up!" Ethan proposed his idea.

"A team?" "What team?" everyone calmed down in interest.

"Any team! We can be a doctors team! A team astronaut team! Dancers! Police! Let's just make a team!" his little voice sounded so certain.

"I wanna be a biker," Jay calmly stated.

"Why a biker?" Will looked at him with a judging look.

"Bikers are cool. They ride motorcycles and have cool jackets," Jay shrugged. "I just wanna be cool."

"My mom says bikers are bad," Will innocently pouted.

"I wanna be a doctor," Johnny sat upside down.

"I wanna be a professional ice skater," Ben joined in. "Our jobs are so different."

"Well we can be a team of something else, it doesn't have to be our jobs," Della thought. "Let's just be together until then!"

"Be together until then?" Johnny repeated, sitting back upright from dizziness.

"Yeah! Like Flynn and Rapunzel! They were a team-"

"But they were only two people. We have seven!" Jake managed out whilst in the midst of play fighting with Ricky. 

"Eight if we count Alice," Jay reminded.

"No, Della's right. We can be a team like Flynn and Rapunzel when we grow up," Ethan thought.

"If we're gonna be like the movie, can I be Maximus?" Johnny randomly responded.

"Oh and can I be the king?" Will joined in.

"I wanna be Flynn! Agh!" Ricky raised his hand before getting tackled by Jake.

"I wanna be Flynn!" Jake protested.

"I told you that anyone can be whatever they want! We don't have to be like Tangled!" Della pouted. Sometimes her friends are impossible.

"What about Transformers?" Ben asked about his favourite movie.

"Oh maybe like TMNT," Jay grinned.

"Well whatever the example is, I'm sure we can be a team when we grow up," Ethan smiled.

"You really think so, Ethan?" Della said with a soft voice and soft eyes. "Even with me as a girl?"

"Girls can do anything, Della. My mama and so many films show it!" Jake and Ricky started to calm down down their play-fight.

"You're the most important part of our team, Della. I promise," Ethan looked into her eyes with the same amount of softness, maybe even more.

"Ouch, E. Good to know that we're not that important."

seoul, south korea — the YG building

"Like this-" the choreographer demonstrated a certain position to Della. "Ooh ooh, like that but- you gotta hold his arm so it'll be safe each time."

Kang Della's first single album will be released after just two years of Magnum's debut. As the most popular member of her group, the company agreed that a solo would be appropriate.

"We gotta keep you safe, superstar," the dancer she was holding, Jungwon, teased. "How else are you gonna break records?"

"Aish-" Della slapped his arm briefly before going back to her original position. 

"Actually, maybe it's best if you hold her, Jungwon-ah. I'm scared that she'll fall one day," the choreographer instructed. "So Della doesn't have to hold on to you but instead you... that's it."

"I'm not that clumsy, unnie," Della smiled but didn't protest. She knew that she was just looking out for her.

"Just in case, darling," the other dancers watched the three experiment with the song's bridge.

"You wished that was you, huh?" one of the female dancers whispered to Niki.

"No, I don't," he got really defensive. "She's a client."

"I mean... she's also our friend.." Niki didn't know what else to answer so he kept quiet. "Eyyy," she nudged his shoulder teasingly.

"No no, I'm seriously not jealous. I don't like her like that," he shook his hand.

"You would have to compete with the whole world anyway. Including your buddies," she looked at the five other male dancers.

"Nah, there's no competition, don't worry. I was just watching them."

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"Lucky Jungwon got to be paired with Della," Jake complained to his friends during their break.

"Aish- you got the whole world shipping you two," Sunghoon pointed at him. 

"At least you had that little moment during the fanmeeting," Jay also pointed at Sunghoon. "I was stuck with another member."

"Oh my God! Hyungs! At least you guys have something! All Heeseung-hyung, Niki and I have are group photos!" Sunoo protested. Those three always seem to be bickering.

"Isn't that a good thing? My DMs and comments are not filled with overprotective Della fans," Heeseung chuckled.

"You guys should be like me. Everyone makes shipping content of us even though we're never seen next to each other," Niki smirked.

"Lucky..." Jay muttered.

"I just want people to think that she's taken," Sunoo pouted. "Then people would stop hitting on her."

"Nothing could stop those guys and you know that," Jungwon wiped the sweat off his forehead. "They'll keep asking her out even with all kinds of rumours."

"You're right," "Mhmm," his friends all agreed.

"Where is Della anyway?" Jake asked.

"Should be here any minute n-"

"Sorry I took so long! A manager wanted to talk to me!" Della entered the room in a hurry. "Hello, my loves," she went over to place a kiss on their cheeks. "What were you all talking about?"

"How lucky some of us get to be seen with you," Niki crossed his arms. "And how other idols keep hitting on you."

"Again? Guys I turned them down already," she sat next to the youngest with furrowed eyebrows.

"No no- it's not really about that but more about how we wish we can just tell the world about us," Jake grabbed her hand for assurance. "We're not blaming you, darling."

"I really wish I could too," she sighed. "I love being an idol but sneaking around sucks real bad."

"Having seven boyfriends doesn't help too," Sunghoon lightly kicked Della's feet. His comment made everyone but Heeseung sigh.

"Heyy- I don't know if this helps but at least all of us being together makes it less suspicious! It's just like she's one of the boys!" the oldest tried to lighten the mood.

"Please use a different expression next time but you're right," Della scrunched up her face. "And since you guys are dancers, we get to be really clingy!"

It's true. Jake had the opportunity to be Della's love interest in a music video. Sunghoon got to be paired with her during a dance cover. Jay once made a cameo on Magnum's Youtube channel. Niki is one of the most popular members so they get shipped a lot, and now Jungwon gets to have a dance opportunity for her solo.

They're allowed to be seen together and it won't be too suspicious.

"Yeah, we're actually quite lucky, eh?" Jay smirked. "I love this relationship, y'all."

"Awww," they all teased, some of them even nudging and pushing him.

"CUTEE," Jungwon aggressively said.

"Cutee, "So cutee," "Awww aww awww," they teased him more.

"Ahh whatt?!" Jay turned around, embarrassed.

"Cute," Della smiled to herself, watching her boyfriends interacting.

"Della-ya," Niki whispered in her ear while everyone was distracted.

"Hmm?"

"Don't tell the others yet but I choreographed your other song," Della looked at him with wide eyes and a huge grin.

"No way! Congratulations!" he quickly shushed her. "Sorry sorry."

"There's gonna be a tiny moment with me. Nothing major like Jungwon-hyung's, but at least I get to hold you a little."

seoul, south korea — the hybe building

[let's pretend that all the guys are over 21 in this. there's nothing sexual but della is everyone's noona so it'll be inappropriate if she dates someone of their actual age]

"It's a bit..." Della's assistant hissed and tilted her head. "It's good now but it's missing something.."

"Is it the colour? Not enough red maybe?" Della agreed but couldn't detect the issue. The seven guys look good but they could look better.

"No no, I think Jake's pants are dark enough to match Jungwon's hair," the assistant pointed.

Della stayed silent for a few moments, trying to figure out what to alter, and it only hit her when Jay started subtly flexing his arms.

"Ahhh," a lightbulb went off. "Let's give Sunghoon a sleeveless outer," she gestured to Sunghoon.

"Sleeveless?" her assistant asked curiously.

"Jay is too revealing. We need to give someone else something sleeveless," Della explained. "We have that black vest, right? The leather one? I think we should give Sunghoon that."

"Is it here? Where is it?" she looked around for the said outer. "I think it's in the other room. I'll go get it."

"Oh, and can you please bring the black shorts too, unnie?! I wanna test it on Sunoo or Heeseung!" Della called after.

"Okay!" the remaining eight people watched the other stylist leave the room.

"I'm too revealing, huh?" Jay teased his secret girlfriend.

"The balance was off!" Della leaned against the closest boy, Jungwon. "You guys like the outfits though, right?"

It's been two years since Della worked at the company as a stylist and she was still lacking confidence in the outfits she builds. 

Enhypen has worked with middle-aged stylists for the longest time. She questions whether hiring a younger one was a good idea. 

"It's really cool, what're you talking about?!" Jungwon pushed her lightly. "The vibe fits the song well and we all look good!"

"It's really pretty!" "It's really cool!" "We look good!" the others complimented.

"It's just..." she stepped back again to look at the big picture. "Yeah, I think we need to change Sunghoon's jacket and Sunoo's pants..."

"Good. I was getting envious that Jay got to show off anyway," Sunghoon smirked while removing his jacket.

"Next time, I wanna show off my arms too," Niki told Della.

"Me too! But just wait a couple of months for me to prepare," Heeseung touched his bicep.

"Yah- tell that to your other stylist. I'm only responsible for comeback outfits," Della wrapped Sunghoon's previous outer around his waist.

"Can't you be our full-time stylist?" Sunoo pushed back her hair just as she put a belt on Jungwon.

"I would love to, darlings but I can't be seen when I'm only a few years older than you," she gave him a smile, now untucking Sunoo's shirt. 

"Shouldn't the world know that we have the hottest noona as our stylist?" Heeseung asked.

"Aishh- you guys flatter me too much," she stepped back to observe again. "I'm worried Jake and Sunoo look too plain.."

"Noo," they whined. "If everyone is too flashy then it'll be too much."

"Jay, give your gloves to Sunghoon please and please wear these, Wonie," she placed a pair of yellow gloves in Jungwon's hands.

"Hey- heyy," Jake put his hands on her tense shoulders. "Why are you stressing so much, babe?" his fingers moved to massage her. 

"I'm worried I might get replaced if I don't do a good job," she laughed nervously.

"You've been working with us for a few years now, they can't fire you that easily!" Sunoo looked at her in disbelief.

"Are they suspecting us?" Sunghoon asked.

"Mm," she simply replied, stroking Jake's hand around her waist now. The members panicked a little. "I don't know... I just found out today and they said they don't mind as long as I don't reveal it."

"Then what's the issue?" she leaned against Jake with a sigh.

"Pressure, really. It kinda feels like I have to work harder," the guys all let out an 'eyyy'.

"You're an amazing stylist, noona. You should look at the comments our fans post! They've been really loving our outfits since you were hired!" Jay rubbed Della's shoulder.

"How is a stylist able to work harder anyway?" Jungwon muttered. "If anything, we should work harder," everyone chuckled at his comment.

"Thank you, guys. Sorry about that- ACK!" she squealed when Jake nuzzled his face into her neck. "That tickles!" she tried to release herself from him.

"Don't go! Sorry, sorry!" Jake pulled her back and chose to nuzzle into her shoulder instead. "I'm pleasantly surprised that the company let it go that easily."

"We've been in the industry for years, of course they wo-" Niki cut himself off when the door opened and everyone immediately dispersed.

"Sorry it took so long. Here are the shorts and vest."

hanseong, korea — joseon period

"Father, may I go to the festival today? They're supposed to release the lanterns tonight," Princess Dahye asked the king.

"Tonight? Darling, your mother and I have got to attend a dinner remember?" his majesty replied with a frown. "We will be able to visit tomorrow, if you wish."

"I would love to go tomorrow, but I also really want to go tonight. The lanterns only happen tonight!"

Her father hissed and placed a hand under his chin, trying to figure a solution for his daughter.

"Your majesty, may I suggest?" his royal advisor spoke.

"You may."

"Perhaps the princess may come with Lady Ahyeong while the adults have dinner," Dahye immediately tensed up.

"That's a great idea," quick- think of something. "Daughter, what do you think?"

"It is indeed a great idea but unfortunately-" she took a deep breath. "Although Lady Ahyeong and I get along well, I am a bit uncomfortable with going out alongside someone I just met once."

"So do you have another suggestion?" a mischievous grin slowly grew on her face.

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"Mmm!" Dahye's eyes widened at how delicious the street food was. "This is absolutely divine! Jungwon-nim! Try this!"

The princess had convinced her father to let her off on her own- of course, with a few conditions that she proposed herself.

She would be disguised as a simple villager. Absolutely no riches and luxury will be seen on her. She would even go by the name of 'Dasom' to avoid suspicion.

She would also be assisted by a group of guards to completely ensure her safety.

And those guards are the ones who  always get assigned to her.

"Wahh, it's really soft," Jungwon told his friends.

"Ah really?" Sunoo raised his eyebrows with interest.

"Do you wanna try?" Dahye held up the food again.

"No no, it's yours," he shook his hand.

"Do you think we should move a little closer to everyone else?" Jongseong held a lantern on his hand. 

The group decided to sit on the grass a little further away from where the majority would raise their lantern.

"Here should be fine- give me that," Jaeyun reached for the lantern. "Usually people will write their wishes or the person they're in love with before letting go," he took out a small brush from his pocket.

"That's so cute! That's so romantic!" Dahye got even more excited.

"You wanna write your wishes?" Heeseung patted her head from behind.

"Something like that," she turned her head to look at him.

"Do you have ink though?" Jongseong asked Jaeyun.

"Should we use blood?" Sunoo giggled.

"Noo!" everyone else whined.

"Just use the sauce from the rice cakes!" Chulsoo referred to the stick on Dahye's hand.

"We don't have enough of it," Jungwon pointed.

"Let's buy more and ask for extra sauce," Heeseung proposed.

"Good idea. Sunghoon-nim!" Sunghoon's eyes widened when Dahye said his name. "Please get us two more rice cakes, my love," she handed him the coins while batting her eyelashes.

"Why do I have to do it?" he mumbled under his breath but did what was told anyway.

Once the guard returned, the seven boys watched as Dahye dipped the brush in the sauce before writing on the lantern.

"What do you plan on writing?" Jaeyun practically whispered, almost afraid to be asking.

"You'll see," she muttered.

The writings slowly got together and her 'plan' became apparent.

"Our names," Chulsoo breathed out.

"Do you think it looks okay?" Dahye finished with the last stroke before leaning back to look at it as a whole.

"It's perfect," the seven guards said in unison.

"We should light it up now," Jongseong pointed at the other lanterns, seeing how they were now all lit up.

Everyone all stood up, placing one hand on the lantern. Jongseong took the match included with it and lit the bottom up.

"Five, four, three, two, one!" they heard the crowd count down, releasing once they reach one.

They all silently watched at the beautiful floating lights that adorned the night sky.

"It's so beautiful," Dahye muttered, feeling arms wrap around her waist in a back hug.

"Nothing can compare to her highness' beauty," Jungwon whispered in her ear and placed a kiss on her shoulder.

Their love story will end in tragedy, they can all feel it. 

A relationship between a princess and a commoner itself was absurd, let alone a reverse harem with seven. Their romance was forbidden with absolutely no way around it.

Yet they let themselves hurt anyway, with pleasant moments like these to cherish and hold onto.

'Maybe we'll be together comfortably, in another life.'

requested: — nonidol!della — della as sooha — della in txt

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[hyuckieslove]

nct ot23 as high school students

taeil:

normally he's really quiet

but he's just so fucking weird when he's with his friends

the type of kid you'd make embarrassing but cute memories with

choir kid with an amazingly powerful voice

really wholesome too

johnny:

weirdly loveable dickhead

gratingly dumb but at least he's cute

stupidly cute at that

makes random dumb jokes in the middle of class that you sadly find funny

used to be one of the dudes that moaned really loudly in middle school

and sometimes still acts that way

make you wonder how you ever had a crush on him

taeyong: 

baby but also mom friend

helps everyone with everything

sometimes takes on too much but somehow handles it in a way that doesn't lead to a total mental breakdown

sweetest person ever.

yuta:

BISEXUAL.

lowkey intimidating with absolutely no filter

but fluffball on the inside

one moment he's the straightest person in the room, next he's trying to make out with mark /srs

so. fucking. flirty.

would ask for your number and say it's for a project/homework or whatever but only text you random and very questionable tiktoks

ig it's his ✨special✨ way of flirting

doyoung:

endearingly annoying nerd

never shuts up during class but somehow always scores really high

LOVES to argue with people *cough* taeyong *cough*

he's on the debate team and absolutely demolishes his opponent

to the point that they cry

has a really tight-knit friend group he's the mom of

secretly really caring

kun:

kun would probably be the one of the smart preppy nice kids

like that one really nice kid who basically adopts you (the new kid) and makes you feel at home

he probably tutors kids in his class or younger for free

everybody (even the teachers) knows and loves him since he brings in baked treats every now and then for no reason at all<3

all in all an absolute sweetheart

ten: 

ten would definitely be one of the artsy, indie kid that is very gay lol

he'd do extra credit projects solely because he's bored and has a ton of ideas

it'd turn out really impressive and would get him double the credits

has impeccable taste in literally everything, esp music and clothes

jaehyun: 

no one knows anything about him but is somehow really popular

rarely talks but when he does everyone, men, women, and neither, alike all swoon

insanely weird but no one notices because he's also insanely handsome

winwin: 

quiet kid

barely pays attention in class but always get really good grades

seems totally innocent

but could kill you if he wanted

always reading books or manga

secret weeb lol

jungwoo:

sinnamon roll

looks super innocent but actually very dirty

his looks and voice just dont match the things he says at all

uwu nevertheless

always really smiley

trys to make you feel better with dumb jokes and cookies when you're feeling down

mark: 

confused™️

either doesn't pay attention

or genuinely trys but forgets a second later because of johnny being a (lovable) dick

legit trys his hardest but ends up getting help from taeyong or kun

takes on too many projects and is lowkey overworked from it

but all of his friends are there for emotional support <3

xiaojun:

he'd also be one of the really sweet smart kids, esp after kun adopted him

trys his best but gets average grades

thankfully has the rest of his friends for emotional support

very musically talented (like seriously, he has the voice of a literal angel) so def a choir/theater kid

lucas: 

funny popular dude who actually super sweet

loud af

makes the most random jokes and has a TON of confidence

the whole school knows him

but also would help you if you dropped all your books and class starts in 3 minutes

the type of dude to sing about beans in front of the whole ass school

hendery:

gamer weeb kid whos always on monster energy no. 1

speaks in tongues (gamer tounges to be specific)

constantly quotes old vines

living meme

but surprisingly smart

and somehow gets 99% on like every test

learning japanese because of anime

says he wishes he was an anime waifu but you can't tell if he's joking or not

renjun: 

renjun is also one the artsy indie gay kids

and he would also spend a lot time with music, either playing an instrument or singing to/with his friends

extremely talented with languages, probs the best scoring french student

he's rlly thoughtful and would also make his friends really pretty drawings of thing they like or stuff that reminds him of them for birthdays

jeno:

wholesome™️

will give anyone a copy of his notes (which are, like really pretty and helpful)

he's a really good student

really introverted too, but has no problem talking to and being nice to people

haechan:

is royalty and knows it.

sassy mini doyoung

is so much like doyoung in many ways but is also out for doyoung's blood

doyoung: breathes

haechan: shut the fuck up asshole im using your toothbrush to scrub yuta's toenails you bitch

unapologetically himself 👑

has superior music taste (beyonce, britney spears, lana del ray, need i say more?)

jaemin:

the kid thats popular solely because hes the nicest person on earth

is friends with 70% of the school but has like 6 really really close friends

joking flirts with his close friends all the time

but panicked gay when they flirt back lol

(that last part totally isnt me 😅)

yangyang: 

gamer weeb kid whos always on monster energy no. 2

probably high on something

dirty minded 12 year old little brother vibes

he's secretly smart and gets good grades but no one would think that because of how dense he acts

does tons of stupid things

but only when he's with his friends

when he's alone he's just unnervingly quiet

shotaro: 

the new kid who's still kinda shy no. 1

really helpful tho

kinda hides behind kun and taeyong

but has a really unique personality once you get to know him

will talk a lot with people he feels comfortable with

but is a great listener too

cinnamon roll

sungchan: 

the new kid who's still kinda shy no. 2

also very chaotic

you would think he's really soft spoken and nerdy at first glance but really he's a lucas in the making

also very good at sports in general, esp basketball, unsurprisingly

once he's out of his shell, and combined with the other members, hell will be unleashed

chenle:

questionably rich weird smart kid

probably is the head of a mafia

has tons of empty monster energy cans in his locker

and only one broken pencil

little brother who plays minecraft energy

jisung:

baby

somehow more clueless than mark

thoughtful tho

extroverted introvert

super shy in public but is a whole new person with close friends

really bubbly and sweet

truly a new soul

#nct #nct dream #nct 127 #nct dream headcanons #moon taeil #johnny suh #lee taeyong #yuta nakamoto #kim doyoung #qian kun #chittaphon leechaiyapornkul #jung jaehyun #dong sicheng #kim jungwoo #mark lee #xiao dejun #huang xuxi #wong yukhei #lucas wong #wong hendery #huang renjun #lee jeno #lee donghyuck #lee haechan #na jaemin #liu yangyang #osaki shotaro #jung sungchan #zhong chenle #park jisung

[pontiussy]

Chris Pontius- I Could Never Hate You

I hope you like this, love! It’s kind of just a short blurb and I don’t think it’s my best work aaaa

Warnings: none

“Y/N, you’re being ridiculous. Chris doesn’t hate ANYBODY, well, except for Ehren”, Steve shushed to his aggravated friend. “ME, Steve. He hates ME.” Y/N just didn’t understand what Chris had against her. Chris Pontius was such a joyful soul. What about her brought this agressive and bitchy side out of him? She could handle not being liked. It’s not new to her, and she could not give a shit about anyones opinions, but something about CHRIS not liking her just sent a frustration through her veins that she could not describe. It didn’t make sense, and it wasn’t fair.

“Why don’t you just TALK to him?”

“TALK TO HIM?? Steve O are you CRAZY?”

“Y/N you’re acting like an asshole. It’s not crazy to wanna have an adult conversation and be civil to your costar. Grow up!”

“Steve I’m not doing it. Just forget it.”

“Whatever”

She huffed and threw her head back grumpily. Steve O was right, but she couldn’t admit it.

“I’m gonna go outside for a smoke”, she groaned, just needing a moment away from the confrontation.

She walked outside and pulled a pack of cigs out of her pocket. She sat down criss crossed against the side of the building. She lit one up and took a long drag. So many thoughts clouded her mind. Thoughts of how Chris behaves, their work relationship, what Steve had said… Chris’s beautiful smile. That made it all the more frustrating. Y/N had thought Chris was the most handsome little thing since the moment she met him, but he wanted nothing to do with her. Not to mention the guy’s hilarious. There were so many things about him that she just CRAVED. She wanted to let go of these feelings so badly, knowing that nothing could ever come of them, but it just wasn’t happening. This asshole still lived in her mind every waking second of her day. She sees his light, long hair flowing when there’s a slight breeze in the air, his muscles when he takes his shirt off for a bit, his hazel eyes when the sun is out, and his contagious giggle almost every time she closed her eyes. It was excruciating.

“Y/N”, Steve-O called. “Jeff needs you on set for a bit in 5”. She nodded and took a few more puffs from her cigarette before putting it out. She was still frustrated by Steve-O, but that was her best friend regardless. “Ok”

She stood up and wiped dirt off her pants. She strolled toward the room they were shooting in, and to her shock, it was empty. “I thought this asshole said to come here??”, she whispered to herself. She sat down for a moment until a handsome, long haired man walked through the door. The normally smiley boy just sort of grimaced when he noticed he was alone with her.

There was a jarringly loud sound. The doors were now locked. “Hey Y/N. TALK TO HIM”, she could hear Johnny Knoxville saying from some sort of PA system. “you DICKS!!!”, she groaned. “We aren’t letting you two out of there until you COMMUNICATE. Have fun!”

The first few moments consisted of awkward shared stares. “Well on with it. What’s your problem with me?”, Pontius asked. “MY problem?? What’s YOUR fucking problem, Pontius?”, she raised her voice. “My problem is that you act like THIS! I’ve never done anything to you! I don’t understand your passive aggressiveness”. Y/N almost audibly rolled her eyes. “I act like this because you HATE ME, Pontius. You-“ “HATE you?”, he cut her off. His demeanor softened. “I could never hate you.”

Y/N was unfathomably confused. “Well you sure act like it!”

Pontius sighed and wiped his forehead. “I can’t tell you the truth.”

Y/N grew more frustrated. “WHY THE FUCK CANT YOU!?”

“Sweetie. Calm down.”

The word sent a cold chill down her spine. His unusual sweetness oddly soothed her.

“I want to tell you I just, I’m just scared you just- I don’t know.”

“Pontius please just tell me. Whatever it is. I can take it.”

“I don’t hate you. I never hated you.”

“Then why do you act this way around me”

“God I just. I’m just gonna say it and get it over with. I really adore you, Y/N. I know I act like an ass but I don’t mean to. I’m just frustrated because I know you’ll never feel the same, so I come off like this. I hate that I make you feel so frustrated, I know it’s not right. I just can’t help knowing the girl I’ve been so fond of since the moment I layed eyes on her will never be mine”

Y/N’s mouth parted in shock. She was trying to find the words to say. Mumbles and uneven breaths were all that could escape from her mouth. “I know I made things awkward Y/N but please know I don’t hate you. I couldn’t. You’re so precious and cool and hot and, fuck I’m being weird.”

“Pontius, do you know why this shit really makes me so upset???”

He frowned, fully believing he had made her uncomfortable with his confession. “I’m so sorry Y/N I-“ “you’re so beautiful, Chris. I want you to like me so badly because you’re so fucking cute and sweet and funny and I just thought that I was never gonna be enough for you. It makes me upset when you’re laughing and having a good time with everyone and I feel so excluded. I wanna make you laugh like that. I’ve always wanted you so badly.”

“You’re mocking me aren’t you”, he responded. “No I’m fucking not!!! I adore you and admire you so much, I’ve had this dumb thing for you for so long and-“ Pontius grabbed the sides of her face and placed a passionate kiss on her lips. He tasted like cigarettes and minty gum. She calmed and eased into his kiss. He snaked his arms around her and pulled her close. He kept her embraced as he pulled his face away. He pushed her hair behind her ear and looked at her. “I’m sorry we couldn’t have talked this through sooner. I’ve always wanted to do that”, he smiled. Y/N fell closer into his arms and hugged him tight. “I was immature too. Please Pontius just let this be behind us. I want more of this. I wanna experience sweet Pontius that everyone else does.” “I wanna give you more than that, sweetheart”

“Y/N AND PONTIUS SITTING IN A TREE! K-I-S-S-I-N-G!!” The voice on the PA system screamed. “YOU MIC’ED US???”, Y/N screamed back. They could hear the sounds of the guys laughing in the other room now. “You’re such DICKS!!!!”

#jackass #jackass hcs #jackass imagine #chris pontius #johnny knoxville #wildboyz #jackass fanfic #party boy #steve o

[flurrys-creativity]

NCT Masterlist

Smiley Catalogue:

🥰 = Fluff 😁 = Slice of life 🤪 = Humour 🧜‍♀️ = Fantasy

❤ = Romance ⚡ = Angst 💣 = Sensitive themes (death, etc.)

🦄 = Hybrid 🥵 = Smut 😏 = Suggestive

Last update: April 2024

NCT 127:

nothing so far

WayV:

nothing so far

Taeyong:

One shots:

- Lighthouse keeper ❤⚡🥰 WIP

Taeyong’s family got cursed to send every first born of the family to the lighthouse as the new keeper once they turned of age. So when it was Taeyong’s turn to leave, you couldn’t just stay behind and wait for the next winter for him to visit again. Though deciding to go against a curse could start a storm.

Miscellaneous:

- 09.27am 😁🥰🤪❤

Just another normal evening at your shared apartment. With a little red.

Taeil:

One shots:

- Criminal addiction 😁💣⚡❤🥵 WIP

Moodboard

Part of the Born to Sin Collab. It was supposed to be a simple girl’s night out, instead you got caught up in a major drug deal - messing it up in the end. That’s how you found yourself in front of the notorious boss of Seoul’s biggest crime syndicate, asked to compensate for his loss.

Johnny:

Series:

- Suffering Bastard (Trilogy) ⚡❤💣🥰🤪😁

Dying Bastard (Second Part); Dead Bastard (Third Part)

Moodboard

Part of the Tipsy Drabbles. Johnny goes to the military as the war continues and meets someone unexpected. Never in his life would he have expected to follow orders but for you he would run to the end of the world.

One shots:

- Photograph 😁🥰❤🤪

Moodboard

Part of the Around the World in 31 Days event. Johnny loved photography. He loved how the light could change a scene so easily. But he really loved taking photos of you. Even though you hated that fact and pictures of you in general.

- Desire 😁🥰🥵

Moodboard

After a long day of work Johnny comes home to your shared apartment, finding you half dressed on the bed. He grins and gets you out of your clothes, feeling the need to tease you - and do even more once you’re awake again.

- Selcouth 😁🥰⚡🤪🥵

Moodboard

Johnny was your best friend and neighbour. You’ve known him for years and sometimes you even caught yourself having a slight crush on him. But when you join the bachlorette party of a friend at a strip club and see Johnny on stage, you realize you don’t know him as well as you thought. You also couldn’t ignore your small crush on him anymore.

- Cherry Blossoms ⚡💣😁🥰❤

Moodboard

Part of the Beauty in Bloom event. It became a law that nobody was allowed to walk outside after sundown unless they had a special permission. Sadly though you didn’t belong to the group of people to have that permission. Neither did Johnny. And yet he knocked at your window shortly after midnight, wanting to sneak out with you.

- Doctor’s Appointment😁🥰❤⚡

Moodboard

Being a single parent isn’t always easy. Especially not when your kid is sick and you just don’t know what to do. If it weren’t for one very handsome doctor.

- Internecine 🥰🤪💣

Moodboard

A spy was supposed to stay unattached, yet Johnny had to get a family for his mission. When his fake wife called in tears, Johnny immediately rushed to her aid. Though he would never admit his attachment to her. Of course.

Miscellaneous:

- Thirstday 😁❤🥵

Part of the lemon week. Johnny gets quite thirsty after receiving some special photos from you.

Yuta:

One shots:

- Rockstar 🥵⚡🥰

You had worked your butt off to get somewhere as a reporter. So when you got offered to interview the famous rockstar Yuta, you immediately agreed, excited to meet someone like him. 

Kun:

nothing so far

Doyoung:

nothing so far

Ten:

One shots:

- Ramé (based on) 🤪🤪🧜‍♀️💣

Halloween Special (part of the unbeleafable bingo.) 🤪🤪🥰😏❤🧜‍♀️

Moodboard

Never in your whole life would you have guessed to become best friends with a djinn. Never in your whole life would you have guessed how chaotic that would be. Now constantly between your normal life and changing wishes that were not meant to be fulfilled, you have to be aware of your every word as well.

- Devotion 🧜‍♀️🥵💣

Part of my 666 milestone collab. You saw it - no - him. Every night in your dreams. You saw him, spoke with him, touched him. He seemed to know exactly what was happening while you stumbled through the dark. Yet you were drawn to him. Enough to fulfill any request that spilled from his lips.

Jaehyun:

One shots:

- Rivals in Crime 😁💣⚡🥵 WIP

Moodboard

Part of the Born to Sin Collab. Everything went well and in order in your district until you caught some unknown drug dealers lurking around the corners of your casinos. You didn’t even have to ask them for their boss, knowing only one man would be this brazen. He always tried overpowering you. Maybe it was time to send him a declaration of war.

WinWin:

nothing so far

Jungwoo:

nothing so far

Mark:

One shots:

- An Odd Pair 🦄🥰♥️

Moodboard

Part of the SuperM-net fic exchange event. You knew Mark ever since you both met at university. You two even stayed close as both of you started working at the same company. So sharing a bed during your first company wasn't a big deal, right?

Miscellaneous:

- Cereals (drabble) 😁🥰

Moodboard

Going grocery shopping in a new supermarket was a challenge and stored more than just the ingredients you needed. You would have never expected this outcome of your short trip at the end of the day.

Xiaojun:

nothing so far

Hendery:

nothing so far

Haechan:

nothing so far

Yangyang:

One shots:

- Sea cruise 🧜‍♀️🥰💣

You successfully avoided conversations with the high society and ended sitting on the deck of the yacht. As you relished in your loneliness you noticed something or rather someone in the water.

#nct masterlist #masterlist #nct 127 masterlist #wayv masterlist #nct 127 #wayv #nct #nct u and nct dream aren't included because I don't have that connection with them yet #might include them later on #no smut for 01 liners and later

[sluttyten]

hi hi!! may i please request a Johnny smut with the prompts 22, 29, and 30? love your work and i love all these prompts!!!

Johnny + “lift that skirt up, baby.” + “you look so pretty like this.” + “i thought you wanted to be a good girl.”

Johnny was the friend of a friend, someone you’d met in passing a few times when your friend and his friend hosted parties, and when your mutual friends decided to get married, asking you to be in the wedding party, you got to see Johnny a bit more often. He was funny, tall, handsome, loud and opinionated, and he was definitely attractive.

You let this silent crush blossom inside you as the wedding preparations went on, and at the few pre-wedding activities that involved both the bridesmaids and the groomsmen, you found yourself gravitating toward Johnny. You just liked being near him, caught within the bubbly warmth of his atmosphere. But you didn’t make any moves because the last thing you wanted was to risk the genial camaraderie of the two parties before the wedding.

But then the day arrived at last.

The ceremony was an outdoor summer ceremony, which was lovely, followed by the wedding photos of the bride and groom and their respective entourage, and at last there was a reception. 

The photos are all taken within walking distance of the pavilion where the reception is being held, and as the photographer calls an end to the photoshoot, and the parties and the newly wedded couple start their walk to the pavilion, you realize that the strap of your heel has somehow come unfastened.

You pause, steadying yourself against a tree as you lean down to fix your heel. And that’s when you catch sight of a pair of feet standing behind you, followed by Johnny’s familiar voice saying, “You look so pretty like this.”

You straighten up and turn around. “Excuse me?”

Johnny smiles his charming smile. “I just mean, like, the dress and the heels and the sunlight and you’re so smiley today. You look really pretty.” 

“Flattery, Suh. What are you up to?” You reach back down to try to fix your heel, but then Johnny’s crouching down beside you, his hands gentle on your calf and then his fingertips light and nimble as he fixes the strap for you. 

“I just think you’re pretty.” He smiles up at you, and his touch tingle along your calf even after he withdraws your hand. “And can I help it if I’m feeling a little more charmed than normal by you today? It’s a romantic day, full of luck in love.”

You steady yourself on both feet now. “Yeah? You think just because it’s a wedding you’re gonna get lucky? I’m a good girl, Johnny Suh. It’ll take more than a little attempted flattery if you’re trying to get lucky with me.”

He doesn’t have to know how untrue that is. A few more words, another subtle touch, and you would melt into his arms and let him do whatever he likes.

Johnny laughs and falls in step beside you. “How much more will it take?”

You bite back a smile and push at his shoulder instead, which only makes him laugh even more, and your heart flutters at the sight of his beaming face. 

But you continue to resist what your heart wants. This wedding isn’t over; you still have responsibilities as a bridesmaid. As the afternoon fades into evening and the stars come out overhead, the heat of the celebration rises, and you watch as Johnny takes off his suit jacket, as he rolls up the sleeves of his shirt to reveal his forearms, and you can’t draw your eyes away as his perfectly styled hair loses a bit of its structure when he leans down to whisper something to another of the bridesmaids while catching your eye.

A little swirl of his dark hair falls over his right eye, and your fingers itch in your lap to reach over and tuck it back into place. And the way he’s looking at you, you think he must be able to read your mind. He smiles widely, and you feel your stomach tingle with more than just the few glasses of champagne you’ve downed. 

Johnny steps away from the other bridesmaid, and you watch him walking off toward the dancefloor which is filled with happy couples and rambunctious kids and in the middle of it all spins the new husband and wife. But your eyes follow Johnny through it all, and when you witness him reach a hand up to tousle his own hair, you give up all pretenses.

You drain the last sip of your champagne flute, and then you push to your feet and soon you’re weaving through the dancefloor toward where Johnny has emerged on the far side of the pavilion. He’s talking to someone you don’t recognize, but when you touch his arm lightly as you pass by, passing from beneath the gauzy edge of the pavilion out to the starlit night beyond, Johnny breaks away from that conversation to follow.

He catches up with you after a few steps, his hand drawn to your waist. 

“I thought you wanted to be a good girl?” Johnny asks, and no sooner have the words left his mouth than he spins you and pins your back to one of the trees scattering this area. Your breath leaves you for a moment, and you look up into his eyes, his face right before yours. “What’s a good girl like you doing coming out here in the dark with me?”

“Don’t tease. You’ve done enough of that all evening.” You tilt your chin up, challenging him. “Think you’re lucky, Suh?”

His smile never disappears, not even as he lowers his head until his breath is against your cheek, then his lips are so close to your throat that his cheek brushes your jaw, and then he lifts his lips to your ear and whispers, “Just tell me you’ll be a good girl for me, baby.”

The lost of your resolve disappears like mist into the night, and you drag Johnny’s mouth to yours. This kiss is saturated with all the heat of a summer night, with the taste of champagne tingling over your tongues and the sweetness of honey on your lips. This kiss is filled with all the urgency of a summer thunderstorm, the energy crackling under your skin as Johnny’s hands move in, pulling you close, and your hands press against him as well, exploring up his chest to his neck, diving into his hair.

You lift a leg to his hip, curling it around him, and Johnny makes a low sound of satisfaction in his throat. He sinks into you, pinning you between himself and the tree. If it weren’t for your dress, you would lift your other leg to pull him tighter into the embrace, but your dress is too short to allow for that.

“Lift that skirt up, baby,” Johnny tells you when his wandering hands find the edge of your dress. His lips barely leave yours long enough to get the words out. “I’ve waited so long for this moment, I just want to be inside you.” 

You press your hand to his cheek, pushing him away from your kiss, and you’re pleased to see Johnny trying to come back in for more. But you hold him back for a moment with your hand caressing his cheek. “You think I’m gonna let you fuck me against a tree? I’m not some dirty fuck. I told you, I’m a good girl, Johnny.”

Your thumb is at the corner of his mouth, and he turns his head in such a way just to be able to kiss the pad of your thumb. “Come back to mine then?”

The next few minutes are a blur. 

The pair of you return to the reception just to grab your few belongings, for Johnny to locate his keys and you to find your clutch with your keys and phone and ID. You don’t know if you say goodbye to anyone, if you make any explanation as to why you’re leaving, and the next thing you know, you’re in Johnny’s car with his hand on your thigh beneath your dress, and you are a good girl, he tells you as he touches you over your panties until you’re dripping. 

You shudder through an orgasm at a red light with Johnny’s fingers tucked inside your panties, and as soon as he puts his car in park outside his place, you would eagerly return the favor, but he’s out of his seat and around to your side, taking your hand and leading you from the car up the stairs to his apartment.

The moment the door shuts behind you and you’re both safely inside the privacy of his apartment you drop to your knees for Johnny. You blow him in the entryway, but Johnny stops you before he can cum, and you laugh and kiss him when he lifts you into his arms and carries you to his bed. He drops you on the mattress, immediately covering your body with his, kissing you again, and you wrap your limbs around him, making him leaving you impossible.

“I’m lucky, “ Johnny tells you as he positions himself at your entrance. “So lucky that you’re my good girl.”

You keen under his attention, his praise and the pleasure as he finally enters you. Johnny’s body rolls against yours, pushing you higher up the bed with each thrust. 

You’re both still fully dressed. The skirt of your dress is hiked up, your panties pulled aside, and Johnny has only just pulled his cock out of his pants, and something about both of your still being fully dressed makes this hotter to you. It makes it feel more desperate and passionate as he bites your lip and as you moan his name, as he hikes your leg higher so he can hit deeper.

And when you cum once with the pad of his thumb swirling against your clit and your tongue in his mouth, you roll Johnny underneath you, somehow winning the top position. 

Moonlight comes through the window beside his bed, illuminating his face as he gazes up at you, at the way you take control, riding Johnny and lifting your skirt up, lifting your dress over your head and letting it fall to the side. His hands go to your waist, and Johnny sits up, his mouth drawn to your chest, hands exploring all of your newly bared skin, loving the sounds you make as he worships your body with his lips, as you push yourself toward a second orgasm. 

“So pretty,” Johnny moans, kissing right over your heart, tipping you back in his lap. You cry out his name, clutching at his arm, trying to pull his mouth back up to yours by the hold you have on his hair. “You’re so pretty. So beautiful.” Johnny rambles out praises, and you can feel yourself tipping toward another orgasm, can feel that Johnny’s getting close too as he thrusts up into you, meeting each of your thrusts, and it just feels like so much, so good, like it’s worth all of these months that you’ve held yourself back from chasing this exact thing.

Johnny presses you down on him as he cums, his face he holds against where your throat meets his shoulder, his grunts of pleasure buried against your skin. You cum again too, your heart pounds beneath Johnny’s lips, and you let him carefully turn this around so you’re under him now. 

Johnny scatters kisses from your jaw down to your belly, over your thighs and back up again, interspersing murmurs of “good girl” and “so pretty” between the kisses. You touch his hair, just letting him go until he rests his head on your belly with a final kiss just beneath your navel. 

At some point, you both fall asleep, and it’s only hours and hours and hours later when the blinding morning sunlight is pouring in through the window and there’s a repetitive knocking noise that either of you stir.

Johnny stumbles to his feet. At some point in the night, he’d apparently woken enough that he’d stripped down naked, so now he digs into his closet and pulls out a pair of sweatpants. You blink in the sunlight, rub at your eyes and sit up. It takes another few seconds before you push yourself to your feet, crossing the floor toward the doorway that looks like a bathroom (it is), and you clean yourself up a bit before you walk out of Johnny’s bedroom.

The happy bride and groom are sitting in Johnny’s living room, and when their eyes land on you, your friend laughs and claps her hands over her mouth, looking over at her new husband. Johnny’s standing halfway between you and them, and he steps back in front of you.

“I knew it was going to happen between you two!” Your friend laughs, and then she stares at Johnny, and in a tone that’s far too serious and sober considering her bright reaction to seeing the pair of you together, she warns, “You be good to her, Johnny Suh.”

You can’t resist a smile as you step around Johnny, and tease him “Yeah, be a good boy to me, Johnny.”

requests are now closed! Thank you to everyone that sent your requests/prompts in, I really enjoyed writing these drabbles!

#asks #johnny smut #nct smut #nct drabbles #johnny drabbles #nct 127 #nct 127 smut

[warmau]

☆ [nostalgic] summer romance!au chenle happy (once again late) birthday lele ! ~ find others here: johnny | haechan | taeil | taeyong | mark | jaemin | yangyang | yuta | sicheng

maybe the heat has gotten to chenle 

when he sits down on the last step of the long staircase nestled between your building and the twenty four hour grocery store

the stairs lead up to the next block, where you can hear the vague sounds of kids playing on the street. one of the voices might be haechan, he’s shouting for someone to come back

but you look at chenle and he’s looking at his knees

freshly bruised from where he and jisung both fell off their bikes a couple days ago, it’s starting to scab and he looks like he’s trying not to pick at it

“sorry, you want me to do what?”

“don’t make me say it again.”

he mutters and he won’t look at you

you know even if you ask him too - he’s probably the most stubborn person you’ve ever met -  he won’t

“no, i didn’t hear - well i did, but i mean - you’re crazy.”

“you can just say no.”

he shifts his gaze from his knees up to the sky and then after you wait patiently for another minute he finally does look at you

“do you really hate the idea of it?”

“it’s not that. it’s just.......if you really like this person, you should just fall into it naturally with them. you shouldn’t have to practice - you should just do it when it feels right.”

his mouth twitches like he’s about to scowl and roll his eyes and stomp away

because that’s what he does when things don’t go his way but instead he just stares at you and says;

“i won’t know what feels right until ive at least tried it.”

you should argue back, you and chenle are notorious for always bantering and quarrelling and leaving all of your friends either annoyed or doubling over with laughter

but you can’t think of something witty to say. something at least convincing because he makes a point

but also

how is he not embarrassed to ask me of all people that?

sighing, you’re the one who looks away and over your shoulder up the stairs

no one is around - their voices are - but they’re distant and chenle is close

so close that bruised knee of his could brush yours if he just inched a little to his left

“fine.”

you give in and turn your shoulders back toward him

“you might as well practice with me, anyone else and you might actually catch another crush on top of the one you have now.”

chenle half smirks and you don’t register the emotional shift in the light brown of his eyes

you just think he’s going along with your joke - well not really a joke, more like a statement

and that’s how you end up leaning in, one hand on the stairs as if to keep your balance even while sitting down

and the other on the side of chenle’s cheek

you hover just a moment before you kiss him - a split, wordless millisecond of hesitation - and then you let your lips gently press to his

it isn’t even a real kiss but it is the first moment of the rest of a summer you never expected

of course, you and chenle tell no one about this weird, awkward, beyond the boundaries of friendship thing you are doing

mostly because if you did haechan and jaemin would not let it go, not until you were all rolling in your graves and jisung would probably be scarred with crippling doubt of where every friendship of his stood

so you only naturally have to sneak around

chenle is a good liar though, well better than you who has trouble even looking renjun in the eyes when chenle says you and him have to leave a little earlier from the backyard barbeque someones throwing because oh right, you forgot your allergy medicine at home and chenle promised some old lady across the street he’d feed her cat while she was on holiday

they’re half-assed, badly timed lies but it is summer

and if you and chenle don’t want to have fun with the rest of the group then so be it

you guys just get teased and called debbie-downers and then you’re home free

well home free in a sense that you know have some time to sit on the rug of your bedroom and kiss

for the sake of learning

“where do i put my hands?”

chenle asks one time and you move instinctively to put one of his palms on the side of your waist. 

that’s where i like to be held-

you drop his hand as soon as the thought crosses your mind and stutter out

“well, that’s more a question for your crush. different people like it in different places.”

he nods and thinks for a second

“we’ve only kissed a couple of times but i think i like putting my hand on your waist.”

his palm ends up just where you had wanted to lead it and when a little swell of butterflies flutters in your stomach at the fact, you quell the feeling and shove it deep deep deep down 

this persists throughout the weeks, and each time you try and introduce chenle to a tier higher of kissing, if that makes sense

you’ve got down the leaning in, the hand position, the tilting your head, the emergency breath mints, the lead up or lead out, the avoid nose smashing or teeth clanking and then there’s only really one last thing you can graduate too and it’s 

“tongue?”

you almost hark on the ice-cream sandwich you’re eating when jaemin says the word

“yeah, he got his tongue pierced. are you ok?”

renjun turns his long gaze to you, the poor ice-cream melting all over the wrapper and on your fingers

“fine, yeah, it’s just - super hot. i think im gonna go home and lay under the ac.”

your eyes go from renjun to jaemin to chenle who gives a little nod and stands up from his side of the table with a groan

“sorry guys, i got a text from my mom. i gotta go now too.”

no one says anything. renjun taps his fingers and doesn’t look away from you as jaemin tries desperately to convince you both to stay and when you both say no he sticks his tongue out and asks you a question that you thought would sooner come out of anyone elses mouth

“are you two like hooking up behind our backs or something, you’re always gone when we’re having the most fun!”

you think you might really fall over - renjun, sure you could have seen him figuring it out. haechan - definitely. even jeno......but 

jaemin?

“what? like i’d ever hook up with them.”

chenle’s voice comes out, high and mocking 

it’s pretty good and you almost believe it for a second - turn around and tell him hey, you’ve been making out with me this whole entire month so if you want to end up practicing on a stuffed animal back home you better take that back!

when you realize - right, he’s covering up

you scrunch up your nose and chuck the icecream into the trash

“right, like id ever let him touch me.”

jaemin is convinced, he goes back to laughter and obliviousness, but renjun chuckles when you pass by and the undertone of it makes you shake even in the heat

“renjun knows.”

you and chenle are not in your room for once, you’re outside in a small park that’s been abandoned as the summer moon switches places with the summer sun

chenle is swinging back and forth and you’re leaning against the side of the swing set nervously biting your lip

“he gave me a look when we left.”

“are you going to teach me it by the way?”

“teach you what?”

you hear the swing come to a stop and he stands up, you don’t know if now the summer heat is getting to you

because when you look at him he looks different

he looks handsome, not just cute and sweet like you’re used to seeing him - all round faced and smiley - he’s gotten taller and is still so naturally thin it brings out the defining cuts of the sharper parts of his face

you look away immediately when you start cataloging all of this in your brain

people only do that with people they like, you don’t look at your friends and start painting their best features in your head like a psycho ........ ok not a psycho but someone that’s.....that’s in ......

“you know, how to actually kiss. not little pecks or whatever, like actual deeper kissing.”

it is obvious what he’s asking and you are pretty sure it’s just his drive to be better at all this for that person he likes 

but you feel shy about it, even a little uncomfortable with the idea of being slightly closer to someone who is using you as what could be compared with a scientific mannequin 

a how-to user guide, a one time trial period

you feel light headed and when chenle comes into your personal space and reaches out to hold you, you jerk back

“stop - wait.”

he listens 

“w-who do you even like, you never told me.”

“why’s that important?” 

his eyes widen a little and you are racing through a hundred different excuses and reasons to prolong this conversation

“well i want to know. i mean, i mean everything we practiced you’re going to use with them so i just i guess i feel like im at least entitled to know that.”

“it’s a secret, it doens’t matter either way.”

“do i know them?”

chenle frowns, “no. they don’t live near here. anyway are you ok why-”

you walk backwards, up until your back hits the fence that runs around the little park

chenle’s ticked off look turns into genuine concern and he stops a couple of feet from you and asks this time if you’re really ok, if you don’t want to do this anymore than that’s all you have to say-

he’s speaking, in almost something akin to a whisper, and the sound along with the dawning of the evening makes you remember that first kiss you gave him on the stairs

his bruised knee, haechan’s voice in the distance, the long steps leading up to the entire world and away from chenle

if you really had felt nothing for him but friendship, you would have gotten up and told him to stop playing around

you would have trotted up those steps and joined everyone else

you would have never leaned in and kissed him first

but you had and the secret that you’d stowed as far back in your heart as possible had slowly, with each day of this summer, been pulled out and out and out

and now it was big and shining and the only thing you could think about anymore

i like chenle

and everytime he kisses me

he’s thinking of someone else

“i can’t, i can’t do that with you.”

you finally find the words and then clutch your fingers into fists at your side when chenle gives you a sad look you almost never see him wear

“it’s not that i don’t want to, i do. i want to. and not to help you learn or whatever but because i really just........want to.”

that sad look is turning into something you’re too scared to look at - but you know he’s following your train of thought now

“and you should want to do that with the person you like, not a replace-”

“it’s you.”

he cuts in before you finish your sentence and like a train going at full speed you brake and everything crashes in at once

“-ment......sorry, what?”

“it’s you. you’re the person i like.”

“but- you - practice- you - what?”

the starstruck look on your face makes chenle laugh and you can’t believe the audacity, buy you also want an answer so when he wipes away his chuckling he nods

“it was you all along. do you think i’d ever want to spend days making out with someone i didn’t like?”

when you had thought something had been wrong with him on the day he’d asked you to do this the first time, you really had thought either he’d gotten heatstroke or been brainwashed

it was so unlike chenle to 1) admit he needed to practice something and 2) want to practice it with someone he wasn’t at least fond of

so really, maybe something had been wrong with you, when you had failed to see that his whole plan this time was

“you just wanted an excuse to kiss me all summer?”

he shrugs and grins, “it was nice right?”

you can’t argue or lie or disagree - it was nice - and now you’re standing here in this park with no one around and you think maybe you shuold teach chenle the last and final thing about kissing

so you finally let him come closer and with his hand on your waist, just where you like it, he leans in again

but just before you do anything else you pull back and mumble

“jaemin is going to freak out when we tell him he was right, we have been sneaking out around behind everyones back to make out.”

“yeah but renjun definitely knows right?”

you nod, right, maybe that’ll soften the shock for everyone

(it doesn’t)

and sometimes you also get another wave of shock, even after dating chenle for so long 

not much has changed - you still like to push each other and tease and pretend like you aren’t head over heels in love with each other 

if only because that’s one way to show that you are, in fact, very much attached 

and because even when you kiss in front of the group - jaemin still says it blows his mind

the only person who keeps reminding everyone that he saw this coming, even before you and chenle spent that summer locking lips 

is renjun who looks at you and chenle and is like, “one day ill probably be helping plan their wedding.”

you and chenle look at each other and pretend to gag, wedding? no way? to each other? you’d both rather die!

and then you grin and kiss and tickle noses and disappear into a bubble of your own

every time you get to be alone though you whisper against his cheek that you love him, he knows exactly how to make you happy

and he reminds you hey - you taught me everything i know, that one summer all that time ago.

#we love this trope at least i do #nct scenarios #nct au #chenle scenarios #chenle au #nct dream scenarios #nct dream au #nct #chenle #nct imagines #nct dream imagines #chenle imagines #happy birthday kiddo!!!!!!!! #zhong chenle au #nostalgic!au

[elsonambulo]

#4 for "baker's dozen" @allvalley100. The unnamed baker is Daniel

It wasn't Johnny's fault he thought the baker was hitting on him. What else was he supposed to think when he had gotten an extra cookie with the dozen he ordered? With a note that said, "A baker's dozen for a valued customer"? With a smiley face?

Said baker sighed. "'A baker's dozen' means thirteen," he said. "So when someone orders a dozen of anything, I give them an extra. It's supposed to be a little joke."

"Nerd joke," Johnny replied, face burning. He was about to make a speedy exit when -

"Wouldn't mind you stuffing me tonight, though, handsome."

#allvalley100 #daniel: now THATS a pick up line #lawrusso #sleeptalk nonsense

[johnsamericano]

hi sunshine!! if you're taking requests right now, could i please request a collage roommates to lovers smut au with mark? 🥺 tysm!!!

Hope you like it bubs 🥰

“Wanna play uno?” You asked your roomate, coming out of your room with the box of cards between your hands. “Oh. Sorry, I didn’t know you had people coming over.”

“Y/n, nice to see you!” Chenle greeted you with a big smile. “Come join us, we’re listening to Renjun’s juicy gossip.” There were two bottles of wine in the middle of the coffee table and a couple of glasses scattered around the floor.

“Hi.” You greeted Mark while sitting between him and a flustered Jisung. “Hi Jisungie.”

He just nodded, avoiding eye contact at all costs.

“So you know Johnny from philosophy? Well it turns out he’s dating Ten, from ballet! Everyone in my class wants to be him.” He chuckled.

“I mean, John Hyung is pretty handsome. If he asked me on a date I’d definitely give it a thought.” Jaemin commented casually. “Don’t you agree, y/n?”

The whole room smiled cheekily for some reason you didn’t know.

“Jaemin, don’t tease her.” Mark scolded. “Don’t listen to him, he’s just trying to annoy you.”

“No worries, Mark. It’s fine.” You placed your hand on his shoulder. “And yes, Johnny is capable of making even the straightest man doubt about his sexuality.”

You could feel Mark lowering his head.

“So you’re more into sexy guys?” Donghyuck lifted his eyebrows.

“I guess so.” You shrugged.

“Oh, bad news for someone.” Haechan laughed at your confused expression.

“What do you mean?” Everyone remained silent as you grew even more curious with every passing second.

“Let’s play uno.” Mark suddenly interrupted, taking the card deck from your hands.

The game started off normal, just a usual round of uno where Jeno won. But then the boys decided to spice it up. The winner would assign the player with the most cards a punishment.

“That’s not fair, I always lose!” Mark complained, holding a big stack of cards from the previous round.

“Well then, do your best to not lose.”

But everyone knew that was impossible, Mark had some sort of curse where he’d get all the bad cards.

“Uno!” Chenle screamed while placing his card on top of the other ones. He winked at Mark.

“Why are you shaking?” You asked the boy beside you, holding his arm softly.

“I-It’s nothing, I’m just afraid Chenle will make me drink water from the toilet or something like that.”

“Oh, believe me. That’s not gonna be the punishment.”

Chenle won that round. He cracked his knuckles with a devilish smile in his face.

“Meet me at your room, Mark.”

“Is he gonna beat him up or something?” You asked Jisung as soon as you heard the door closing.

“I don’t think so, noona.” He replied, still refusing to look at your face.

You took one of the wine glasses on the floor and poured some of the red liquid inside it. You took a sip of it, enjoying the sour flavor.

“Wow, this is really good. Where did you buy it?”

“Walmart.” Jaemin asked while pouring a glass for himself.

“The next time we go grocery shopping, I’ll buy one of these.”

The sound of the door opening again announced the arrival of Mark and Chenle, your roomate holding something behind his back while Chenle pushed him slightly.

“Come on, dude. We’ll leave you alone.” He signaled the boys to stand up.

“What’s going on?” You furrowed your eyebrows, standing up as well, the glass of wine still between your hands. The front door closed after all the boys had exited your shared apartment.

“I- I...” He kept stuttering, occasionally taking a look at your face.

“You’re acting suspicious.”

He finally took in a deep breath and extended a heart shaped box in your direction, bending his torso just like the anime girls did when confessing to someone.

“Huh?” You stared at him, trying to figure out the situation before replacing the glass of wine with the box. There was a small note folded on top of the lid.

Mark ran away and locked himself inside his room before you even had the chance to read the note. You let him be, already overwhelmed by the situation. Your heart picked up the face as you unfolded the piece of paper.

~Be my valentine? :)

A smile creeped up your lips as you read his words over and over again. You opened the lid to find a bunch of chocolates. Some of them were melted from being in Mark’s room and not in the fridge.

You placed the lid back on and left the box on the coffee table. You didn’t bother to knock on his door.

“Mark?” There was a bulge on his bed. “Are you still alive?” You walked closer to the mattress, sliding yourself inside the covers with him like you usually did when you had a nightmare.

“Don’t mock me, please.”

“Turn around.” You poked his back repeatedly until he finally faced you, his face as red as a tomato. “Care to explain yourself?”

“I wanted to give them to you on Valentine’s Day, but then you went out with some guy and I figured out it wasn’t such a great idea. But fucking Chenle forced me to give them to you.” The palms of his hands covered his face. “I’m so sorry.”

“You should be.” He felt like crying. “How dare you give me melted chocolates as a Valentine’s Day gift?”

“Huh?” He retrieved his hands, confused at your smiley face.

“And the worst part is that you’re like a week late. You’re gonna have to make it up for me, Mr. Lee.” Your face inched closer to his.

“Does this mean-”

“Just kiss me, Mark.” He hesitated before connecting his lips with your own.

He felt in heaven with your soft lips moving against his, your playful tongue intruding his mouth and fighting for dominance. His hand cupped your butt by accident, he tried moving it but you held it against your soft flesh. His hips started rutting against yours, stealing a gasp or two from you.

“Are you okay with this?”

“Yes.” You mumbled into his neck. “Stop teasing and fuck me already.” Mark was taken aback by your boldness, but he’d be lying if he didn’t say he liked it.

“As you wish.” He got rid of your clothing with urge, separating his body from yours slightly to admire your naked form, the source of all his fantasies. “How can you be so perfect?” He asked while tracing the valley of your breasts, slowly going down to touch your labia.

His dick was impossibly hard and ached for relief. You pulled Mark closer, his arms supporting his weight as you pushed his length inside your hole.

“Fuck.” He cursed at your tightness, your walls strangling his pulsating member. “Can I move?”

You nodded. With his knees caging your legs and his hands on your sides, he started moving his hips against yours. The stretch was amazing, he wasn’t the biggest, but it felt like he was made just for you, reaching for all the right spots.

“I’m not gonna last for much longer.” He admitted shyly.

“Don’t worry, baby. Me too.” He eyes your swollen bud, screaming for attention. His thumb started drawing circles on top of the sensitive skin, pulling in for anothe kiss.

Your legs started trembling as your high took over your senses, accidentally biting his lip and causing him to smile. He shot his seed deep inside you, collapsing on top of your body as soon as you were done.

“Was this enough to make up for the melted chocolates?” He kissed your collarbone tenderly, smiling against the hot skin.

“No, you still owe me a box of chocolates.”

“I’ll buy you the whole store if that’s what you want.” He pulled out, turning to lay on his side with you between his arms. “But only if you agree to go on a date with me.”

“What kind of chocolates are we talking about?” He gasped, pretending to be offended. “I’m just kidding.”

“I like you y/n.” He confesses sincerely, looking at you with big doe eyes. “Do you like me too?”

“I like you too, Mark Lee.”

#nct smut #nct au #nct imagines #nct ot21 #nct x reader #nct #nct 127 #nct scenarios

[a-bts-world]

Teaser II

Storgē; also called familial love, is the Greek word for natural affection—such as the love of a parent towards offspring, and vice versa.

NCT the most wanted mafia family in Seoul, because nobody knows what they look like and who its members are. Neocity is one of the newer mafia families, they are different from the other families. They aren’t a bloodrelated family. However their leader believes ‘storgē’ is something everyone can experience. NeoCityTeam has multiple subunits, Neos, Dreamies, WayV and United. Neos are the older members of the group, they do most of the field work. WayV are the members with Chinese descent, taking care of the China relations. United is the rotational unit, for this unit the leader focusses on which member fits the mission the best. and lastly but not least, the Dreamies, they are the youngest members. They usually aren’t exposed to anything too gruesome. As the leader always says, ‘they are too young to understand what it really means to be part of the mafia.’

Taeil

The oldest member, he has finished an degree in law. Which makes him the laywer of the group, taking care of all legal things.

Johnny

The muscles of the group, he is a soldier specialized in hand to hand combat but can actually do anything. This is why he trains the new members.

Taeyong

The leader of Neocity. He chooses which mission they go on and which they don't. He plans on taking over all districts of Seoul.

Yuta

The oldest Japanese member is a knife specialist. Knowing his way around every knife you can think of.

Kun

The leader of subunit Wayv. He is one of the only members never going in the field. He believes it makes him an fake doctor, because he took an oath in which he promised to always help all hurt people he meets.

Doyoung

Doyoung is one of those people who looks like they could kill and could actually kill you. He is a gun specialist, being able to use every gun.

Ten

The Thai boy is just like Johnny, officially a hand to hand combat soldier. But he can do practically anything, so he trains the new members together with Johnny.

Jaehyun

This boy is not just a pretty face. He makes sure there is money flowing into Neocity. With his dealing of drugs, weapons and sometimes humans a lot of money is made.

Winwin

He is a poisons specialist, with a background in biochemistry he can make a lot of different poisons. If need Winwin is ofcourse able to defend himself and will be able to go on a field mission, bit he would rather stay in his lab.

Jungwoo

The smiley boy is actually a master manipulator. He is able to get any information he wants from his subject. Most of the time even without hurting them.

Lucas

This handsome man can easily be a manipulator, but he is actually a gun specialist. Being able to handle a guns, just like Doyoung. He even is in the midst of getting his degree in history.

Mark

One of the other aces in Neocity. As the leader of the dreamies he has a lot of responsibility. But when he works with the Neos he can finally let go a bit, as a hand to hand combat soldier he sometimes may punch an enemy a bit too hard.

Xiaojun

The mucles from Wayv, a hand to hand combat soldier who enjoys singing. He sometimes ignores his tasks, but always means well.

Hendery

Another pretty face who is a dealer, just like Jaehyun he makes sure money is made. With his prince-like features he can trick anyone into buying from them.

Renjun

The only sniper between the 23 members. This boy can see like a hawk, never missing his subject and always finishing his tasks perfectly.

Jeno

This boy enjoys the thrill of a field mission, but isn't allowed to go on any of them. This is why he choose to learn about explosives, they give him the thrill he wants from the field missions.

Haechan

The maknae of the Neos is also part of the Dreamies and thus has two functions. Within the dreamies, he is the hacker. While when he is with the Neos he can sometimes join the mission a the getaway car.

Jeamin

Again a pretty face, that is part of Neocity. However, this one isn't competetive at all, and just quietly follows his orders. As an undercover agent he needs to find about what people actually know about Neocity.

Yangyang

A gamer who turned undercover agent. Taeyong found him, trying to hack his game in order for him to win. So for the first few months Yangyang was the hacker for Wayv, but he got bored and wanted to try new things. Now he became a undercover agent.

Shotaro

The second japanese member of the group. It seems like this cute boy can't do anything wrong, but when needed he can manipulate you into telling everything he wants to know.

Sungchan

One of the tallest in the family is actually a hacker. Before joining NCT, he was a hacktivist, hacking into different governance systems. No he changed his way, to help his members.

Chenle

The loud boy who you can hear from far away. He seems very chaotic and not able to control what he says, but in reality it is actually the opposite. He knows exactly when to so what in order for you to spill all your secrets. He is the master manipulator in the team.

Jisung

The youngest member of Neocity doesn't have a clue on what role he wants to fill out. He has been helping Winwin with his poisons before, but now he transferred to being Kun's medical assistent. Jisung was an orphan when he met Taeyong, now Neocity is his new family.

Coming to you friday 16th of april: masterlist

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[every1studio]

REQUESTED: area 127″ [nct127]

genre: fluff + reverse harem + self-love (mentions of self worth)

ficstyle: bulletpoints 

request: “ Hello, my love! I was wondering if you could possibly write a NCT 127 bullet-point/reaction similar to your Stray Kids “Wow” and Ateez “KQ University?” I absolutely adore those two fics- makes my heart go bOOM BOOM. “

note: I need to write more for SM artists....

You had to start high school a new school because your parents were transferred to another area for work. You wanted to be happy for them but you were upset that you had to go make new friends. You always struggled with making friends and now you had to leave the ones that you made. Well there’s nothing you can do about it so you straightened your back and go on with your new life...

YUTA

you woke up a little earlier than usual since you didn’t want to be late for your first day of school

you came across a pretty cool selection of vending machines and thought you should get something

after much thought, you chose the banana milk 

you rummaged in your bag for your wallet only to find that you didn’t have enough change

you hung your head down a little to express how you were currently feeling but you just made your way to the bus stop

“hey!”

you turned to see who it was

the smiley boy pulled up to you with his bike and stuck his arm out, holding the banana milk 

“I saw that you didn’t get it and you looked upset.. you should start a day with a smile!”

he wore the same uniform as you so you didn’t he was too suspicious 

“uh thanks-”

“you must be a transfer student.. you can call me Yuta~” he slowly walked, hoping you would walk and talk with him

“I’m Y/N...but how do you know? I mean there’s probably tons of kids at the school, how would you know who I was?”

he shot a smile at you and said, “I would notice if I saw someone like you at our school”

you flushed in embarrassment

“what? do I look weird or something?”

he walks with you up until you two get to the bus stop, “no, nothing like that.. you just.. you stand out because you’re pretty..” 

no one really said that to you before; it was something you only heard from your parents and relatives

you were about to say something but your bus came

“see ya later, Y/N~” Yuta sped away on his bike 

flustered and confused, you boarded the bus hoping that he was just being nice and wasn’t actually flirting with you...

TAEIL

there was basically no space on the bus 

but you managed to snag a spot next to a boy wearing your uniform; he had his earphones in and was gazing out the window

you didn’t want to bother him so you sat the the edge of your seat so that you didn’t touch him 

there were lots kids from your school as well as a lot of daytime workers 

speaking of daytime workers, there was this old business man that kept trying to shove his junk in your face

at first you thought that it was because the bus was crowded 

but you soon realized that he was purposely doing it and kept a sleazey smile at you 

you kept trying move away and say something to him but he would always interrupt you by coughing or clearing his throat

you were seconds away from punching his junk until the boy sitting next to you tapped on your shoulder 

“sit in my seat..” he murmured

he was your hero, you nodded so you got up to change seats

the sleazebag grabbed your arm to try to push you back down into the seat but the boy next to you grabbed his wrist

“I don’t know what you’re doing to her but you better stop it, sir...” he said quite loudly for the whole bus to hear

everyone looked at the commotion; everyone shifted away from him in response after seeing what was happening 

you switched seats with the boy 

“thank you..”

he noticed you were still disturbed by the incident so he offered one of his earphone 

“do you like Kim Bum Soo?”

you nod at him as you took his earphones

the both of you sat in silence as the bus took you to school

MARK

you and Taeil walked towards the main auditorium for the first assembly of the school year after scanning your IDs through the main entrance

“you’re a second year right? you’re going to be sitting in that area,” Taeil pointed to area you were suppose to be at

“I’m a third-year so I gotta sit here.. oh, and there’s a reserved area for each class so make sure you sit with your class”

you gave him a small smile and waved, “see you later, Taeil..”

you found your class and sat quietly as people in the same class scurried around to find seats next to each other

you sat at the edge so that you wouldn’t separate friends together

the spot next to you stayed empty until some boy rushed to sit down before the assembly started

“I made it! this is 1-A for first years right?” he panted as he tried to tame his bedhead

“this is 1-A for second years...” you murmured trying not to cause a commotion

the boy’s jaw dropped and looked at his orientation pamphlet, “ohh.. the first years are in the front.... well, too late now, I’ll just sit here..”

you nodded and you shifted your attention away from him; not because you didn’t like him but because you didn’t want to get in trouble 

so you sat quietly with your hands facing up in your lap and your eyes slowly started to droop

you saw a wrapped candy appear in your hands and you turned to see that it came from the first year sitting next to you

“it’ll help you not fall asleep.. I was fall asleep during assemblies..”

“oh.. thank you” you whispered

“I’m Mark..”

“I’m Y/N..” 

“SHH~” a teacher that was nearby shushed the two of you

you both flinched

looked at each other

and snickered in silence

after the assembly, you and Mark parted way because he was in a different year 

JOHNNY

you didn’t have to worry about getting into class early because you were a transfer student, you had to go to the teacher’s office

here’s the thing.. you didn’t get an orientation pamphlet because you thought you didn’t need one

that backfired on you; you didn’t know where the teacher’s office was 

through a crowd of students chatting before class, you didn’t want too much attention on you for being new

so you didn’t ask for directions

but someone saw you walking back and forth through different floors of the school

“hey, need help, little lamb?”

a taller boy wearing an arm band saying “student council” called out to you while leaning near the windows of the hallway

“me?” you pointed to yourself while looking around you 

“it’s just you and me on this hall,” he pointed out as he walked towards you

 “oh.. yeah..”

“I’m Johnny, the president of student council, at your service.. so you looking for your class or the teacher’s office, little lamb?”

“I have a name, you know..” you were flustered by the nickname

“eh, little lamb matches you well though,” he leans towards you until your back hits the wall behind you 

then proceeds to props his arm above you so that you’re literally trapped under him 

Johnny smiles as your ears turn red

you gently shifted away, “I need to go to the teacher’s office..”

“sure thing.. just keep on going straight take the stairs on your right.. you’ll see it when you reach the main floor..”

“ah thank you.. bye..” you rushed out of there so fast 

“don’t run in the hallways!” he called out

Johnny chuckles at you when you went from running to power walking as he makes his way towards the student council office

JAEHYUN

adrenaline was still rushing when you turned the corner to get to the stairs, you almost missed the staircase 

you missed a step on top of the stairs 

you tried to reach for the rail but you were too far away

your eyes squeezed shut as you braced yourself for a nasty fall 

but you feel yourself fall against someone’s sturdy chest

you could see their nametag

Jung Jaehyun 

you exhaled the breath you were holding but you found it hard to breathe again when you saw that you fell on a guy 

and a handsome one at that

“I’m sor-”

“you should watch where you’re going..” he said under his breath

you furrowed your brows at him because the attitude was unnecessary and you never usually speak up unless it irritates you

“I did say sorry.. if you were gonna be bothered, why would you help me in the first place?”

“because I would look like the bad person if you feel and I didn’t help you,” he pointed to the surveillance camera  

your jaws dropped as you were shocked to hear how unbelievable he was

you didn’t get a chance to say anything as he passed you

when he met up with his friends at the top of the stairs, he was smiling as if he was an angel 

“do you know her?” someone from his group pointed at me 

“no, I just helped her because she tripped on the stairs..”

everyone began to adore him

“you’re so nice!”

“that’s Prince Jaehyun for you~”

“you’re such an angel~”

you gagged at the sight and went to the teacher’s office 

TAEYONG

after finding and talking to your homeroom teacher, a boy came up behind you

“I’m here, Mr. C~”

“perfect! Taeyong can you take Y/N to the classroom? I need to get a couple of handouts together..”

“sure thing.. let’s go~” the boy named Taeyong opened the door for you

“thanks..”

he smiles, “yeah no problem.. since we’re classmates, can I call you by your first name? it was Y/N, right?”

you nodded happily 

“cool, you can call me Taeyong~ I’m the class rep so lemme know if you need anything~”

at your old school, each class rep was chosen by grades so you wondered if he was the class genius, “do you get high marks on your tests?”

Taeyong laughs as he holds his stomach

“do I look like I get good grades?”

you looked at him up and down

his effortlessly yet messy and dyed hair was pushed back and made his brows stand out; he had multiple ear piercings

“I don’t know maybe? you could be?” 

“no, no.. I get below average grades, haha... you wondering how I’m a class rep?”

you meekly smiled and nod

“it was a class vote.. I got the most votes, I guess.. I wanted to have an easy high school life but it’s not too bad..”

you two made it to your classroom; it made you anxious

“don’t worry! everyone’s nice and if they have a problem with you, YOU let ME know, okay, promise?” Taeyong brought his pinky finger

you couldn’t help but smile at his cute little action, and locked your pinky finger with his, “okay. promise~”  

JUNGWOO

you kept on focusing in class until it was time for lunch 

you were planning to eat with Taeyong but he was already surrounded with the girls in your class

some kids in your class offered to eat with you but you told them that you wanted to explore the school during break by yourself

they understood and said that you can eat with them whenever 

you thanked them; it wasn’t like you hated people but it was hard for you to open up to people

part of it is trust but the other part of it is confidence; you were scared to open up to people. what if they don’t like you? what if they think you’re weird?

you had an hour for lunch; which was a nice amount of time to do some exploring 

you were walking down the hall until you saw Johnny; still traumatized by his advances, you ran in the other direction, up the stairs and pushed the heavy-set doors

you were amazed at the bright blue skies; it was like you could touch the clouds and the breeze calmed you down as it danced through your hair

you walked up to the wall of the rooftop to overlook the school

it was such a big and beautiful school; you admired the architecture each building 

you turned to go back to the door and saw a boy laying on top of the roof of the door 

it was like he saw you at the corner of his eyes, “no one ever goes up here..”

“why not? it’s beautiful up here..”

he smiles as he sits up and lets his legs dangle at the edge of the roof, “well there’s the fancy cafeteria, big library and there’s a cafe..”

“there’s a cafe?!” 

the boy loses his cold demeanor for a bright one; his smile was like sunshine and sparkles

“you must be new.. you a second-year?”

“yeah..” you mumbled, you started to fidget in place

he jumps down from the roof, “what’d you say?”

“ye-yeah.. I’m new...”

he sticks his hand out for you to take, “hi new, I’m Jungwoo~”

you giggled at his remark but no other words were shared between you to because the bell rung

DOYOUNG

Jungwoo wanted to walk you to class but his class was in the opposite direction; his next class was self-study and he told you that he usually goes to the library for self-study because it’s quieter 

time went on and your last class was self-study

going off of what Jungwoo said, you packed your things and headed for the library

“where ya going?” Taeyong tugs on your bag as you made it to the door

“just somewhere quieter..”

“ah okay, just remember to scan your ID when you go into the library so the school can keep track of where you are~”

you nodded and made your way to the library

you asked Jungwoo where it was earlier so you won’t be lost this time

after scanning your ID, you tried to find somewhere that was secluded than the several groups that were scattered in the spacious library 

you found a spot near the window; it was perfect 

you got everything setup when a boy sat across from you 

you went wide-eyed as he also setup his workspace 

he saw you staring at him so he spoke up

“this is my usual area but I don’t mind sharing it.. don’t mind me..”

you nodded and plugged your headset to your tablet 

you thought it was going to be awkward but you both quickly got lost in your work 

you came across something you didn’t understand in class; you didn’t get that far into the lesson at your old school 

you looked online for help but the methods given weren’t helpful 

you were hesitant to ask the guy in front of you but you couldn’t make up your mind

the guy looked up and pull out an earpod, “is there something wrong?’

he probably noticed that you kept looking at him 

“I don’t really understand this.. we didn’t get this far into the lesson at my old school..”

“ah ok ok..” he takes your handout, looks at it then quickly scribbles on it

“hopefully these keys help.. there’s no point in doing it for you..”

you agreed, “um.. thank you..”

“no problem.. lemme know if you need anymore help..” 

and with that, you were still hesitant to ask for help so you just thanked him and left the library

the boy wondered if he made you uncomfortable; maybe it was a little creepy to look at your name on your handout

SICHENG/WINWIN

since you were a new student, your teachers didn’t expect you to do finish all of the homework by tomorrow so you’ll just wait until you get the chance to talk to them and get help

you figured that if you couldn’t do your homework, you could go look at the track field

you were surprised to see some students studying on the bleachers 

there were empty seats but had schoolwork 

a basketball rolled to your feet and you looked up to see a boy dashing towards you

“sorry could you get that for me?”

you quietly picked it up and tossed it to him

he takes it and tosses it to the group of guys behind him, “I’m gonna take a break!”

you shuffled away from him; not expecting that he was going to talk to you

“hey, you’re Y/N the transfer student right? you’re in the same class as me.. I didn’t get the chance to introduce myself.. my friends call me WinWin~”

“hi..” was all you managed to say

“you here to study?” he followed you like a puppy 

“no I just-”

“came here to slack off like me?”

“wh-what? no-”

“come here, I’ll teach you how to play basketball~” he took your hand and dragged you to the courts

“what about your homework?” you pointed to the lonely books and handouts that were sprawled on the bleachers 

“huh? that’s just for show for when the teachers show up~”

and that’s how you skipped self-study to play basketball with your classmate 

HAECHAN

after a tiring day, you decided to walk home instead of riding the bus

since it was so nice outside, you decided this was the best time to be alone and self-reflect 

you were listening to music until you felt a gush of wind 

soon after you saw a boy wearing the same uniform as you was wailing on the ground with his skateboard

concerned you dashed up to him

“are you okay?”

“I THINK I BROKE MY ARM OR SOMETHING! IT FRICKING HURTS!!”

then he looked up at you and paused for a moment before clearing his throat

he got up and tried to shrug it off, “I’m okay now, don’t worry-”

drips of blood trickled down his arm

“can I see your arm?”

he nods quietly 

you pulled him to the side so that you wouldn’t bother other pedestrians

you rolled his sleeves up and saw that his arm was scraped up but wasn’t bruised

you poke around his joints, “does it hurt?”

“AH AH OWW!” he wailed

you quickly moved your hand away, “I’m sorry!”

he snickers at you, “just kidding~ no it doesn’t hurt~”

you frowned at him and pulled out some disinfectant and bandages; you cleaned his wounds, blowing on them so that he wouldn’t yell in your ears

after you wrapped him up, he thanked you

“thank you, Y/N~” 

you figured that he was looking at your nametag so you looked at his

“stay safe, Haechan..” 

you quickly walked away towards home

leaving the boy all pouty

You felt totally spent. Today was too much human interaction for you to handle.. And all of the guys were EXTREMELY GOOD-LOOKING. You figured that you should steer clear from them because you didn’t want to be trampled by their fans. While you were stuck in your thoughts, you got hungry. You saw a huge sign that said “CAFE” so you walked in. 

“WELCOME TO AREA 127, MY PRINCESS~ HOW CAN WE SERVE YOU TODAY~” All of the boys that you had an interaction with today were all dressed as butlers. You looked at the sign again and it said, “CAFE AREA 127; Butler Cafe.” 

“oh Y/N, it’s you!” You turned to see the boy that you kept on thinking about the whole day. That boy was....

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[no-heart-no-soul-t]

BeachBoy JaeHyun imagine

had soft beachy hours

pairing: NCT beachboy!JaeHyun x Reader

genre: fluff, small angst

warnings: some language, inappropiate behaviour to the girl (JaeHyun is angel DW! :3)

You looked at Mark Lee, your roommate, your bitch, your BFF, as if he just told you he was getting married with his ex, who cheated on him with his enemy, Yuta. “You did what?,” your voice filled with confusion and anger. “I might have signed us to work at a beach bar?,” he answered, backing away from you, scared of his own life. “But why meeee? You know I hate these places!,” you cried out, your introvert self panicking. “It’s not that bad… you will only give out drinks and food,” he shrugged, side hugging you. “But, I have TO TALK TO PEOPLE!,” you shrieked.  “Hey, it’s really gonna be okay. The pay is really good and maybe you will finally find someone who will take your virginity,” he said chuckling. “You. Have exactly three seconds to run away.” When he didn’t move and just smiled at you, you started to slowly counting down while walking over to him. “Three,” you said and started chasing him around apartment, telling him he will die when you catch him.

It was only 8AM the next day, and you were already standing in front of the manager of the bar. “Can you two start tonight 8PM sharp? Our two other employees can’t make it today and we don’t have anyone else to put on shift,” the manager looked up at you two full of hope. “Yeah sure, me and Y/N will be here 7:50 for sure,” Mark said and you looked at him shocked. Sure he was laid back about this, because he was always at some clubs partying and sometimes helped behind bar. But you never went to a club let alone worked at bar. He just gave you reassuring smile and took you out of the office. “Mark, I know, you know how to work at this type of place, BUT I DON’T!,” he just massaged his temples and dragged you home. At home he showed you how to make basic drinks and how to talk with customers.

It was already 5PM and Mark already got out of shower, ushering you to take yours and start getting ready. While you were taking shower Mark went to your room to pick an outfit for you. “Jesus, she really only has hoodies and jeans,” he mumbled while going deeper in to your closet. After another five minutes he found nice white crop top with flowy long sleeves and baby pink high waisted shorts, “These will do,” he said when he heard you exiting bathroom. “Hey, Y/N, wear these, you can pair them with sneakers,” he handled you your clothes and you looked at him shocked, for the millionth time this day. “Ya, I don’t I will good in this.. Mark really…,” you looked at the clothes nervous, not confident at all. “You will pull this up, just let your hair down and put soft makeup on, don’t worry,” he smiled reassuringly, going to the living room to wait for you. You did as he said, puting some soft brown smokey eyes and soft pink lip gloss.

It was 10PM, working for over two hours and you found yourself enjoying this job. It wasn’t anything what you expected, actually. So far no rude customers, no drunkyards. Everyone was even understanding to you, that this was your first time working at a bar. You were going to the table to give customer a drink but you accidentally slammed in to someone. It was a tall, buff man, maybe in his forties, “Oh, I am so sorry I didn’t mean to..,” you said nervously. And he went off, “How fucking dare you? You don’t have eyes? This is Gucci!,” he started screaming at you. Your eyes were stinging with tears. He raised his hand, getting more angrier, and was going to slap you. But the impact never came. When you lifted your head you were expecting Mark to stop the man, but this guy wasn't Mark. He was much taller and had some elegance to him. “Now, don’t yell and hit our employees, especially women,” the mysterious guy said with deep, warning voice. “And who you think you are, kiddo?,” said the angry man, his arm still held by the tall handsome guy. “Huh, I am the son of the owner of this place, Jung Jaehyun, it’s nice to meet you. And now. Leave,” Jaehyun said looking straight in to rude man’s eyes. “Sure you are, kiddo. Call the manager, y’all pay for this shit, it’s limited,” rude man demanded, looking up to Jaehyun’s eyes, not backing away. Jaehyun just took out his phone and called someone, “Hey, it’s me can you come to the bar on the beach?.. Yeah someone wants to talk to you, dad.” The man just laughed, “I should believe you after this? Mr. Jung’s son is in New York.” Jaehyun just smiled at him and stood still between you and the man.  After few minutes of the man yelling at Jaehyun for lying and at you for paying for his ruined clothes, tall, handsome man in expensive suit came. He looked like an older version of Jaehyun for sure, and the man looked at him, all smiles, “Mr. Jung! It’s nice to see you again!,” and he shook Mr. Jung’s hand. “So, Jae you called me because Mr. Smith wanted to see me? I thought it was something more important,” Mr. Jung shook Mr. Smith’s hand and looked at Jaehyun. “Yes, father, first he yelled at our new employee and almost hit her, and second, he said I am still in New York, when I am already back in California for three months. You didn’t tell anyone I was back?,” Jaehyun said, standing next to his father. “Wait? He tried what? So what did the employee? Where are they?,” Mr. Jung asked looking around. Mark already next to you, pushed you their direction softly. He looked at you, seeing that you were crying before he came. “Now tell me, miss, what happened?,” he asked calmly as if talking to small child. Well, he ain’t wrong, you felt like a child at that exact moment. So you told him that you accidentally spilled the drink you were bringing to another table on Mr. Smith. And Jaehyun added the other details of Mr. Smith yelling and trying to hit you. “Mr. Smith, I didn’t think you were that type of man to yell and hit women. Could you please leave my bar and never show up here again?,” Mr. Jung said calmly, but it scared you and Mr. Smith too. He just apologized and left as quickly as possible, without looking back. Mark came and hugged you to his side, “We are sorry for causing trouble. It will never happen, I promise,” and you nodded your head, saying small sorry and sniffling. Jaehyun and his dad just looked at you two bowing your heads and said it was nothing, “I hate him anyways, so it’s really not a big deal,” Mr. Jung joked and waved, going inside saying he want to talk with managers. 

You looked up at Jaehyun and went to him slowly, “Thank you, Mr. Jung,” you said quietly, scratching your neck. He chuckled, “Please, call me Jaehyun. I am maybe two years older than you. And it’s nothing. That man doesn’t have any manners,” he continued, smiling down at you. “R-right.. J-jaehyun… can I make you a drink as a thanks?,” “Sure.” He was sitting in front of you on a bar stool, watching you mix his drink, which you didn’t tell him what was, “So, you won’t like poison me or something right?,” he joked and you looked at him shocked he would assume something like that about you. “No, no. It’s a drink that Mark always makes for me. It’s called ‘Cherry Bomb’. It’s really good… I promise no poison, no drugs,” you softly smiled, adding ice to the shaker. After few shakes you poured liquid in tall glass with more ice and cherries. Jaehyun took a sip while looking at you. When he saw that you are looking back he smirked against the straw and winked at you. You looked away, hoping he didn’t see your face go cherry red. “Hmmm, it’s really good, you weren’t lying. I will come here more often from now on,” he said with husky voice. You just nodded head and went to take care of other customers while leaving Jaehyun alone. Sometimes when you looked his way, you saw him staring at you, with these eyes that held something you didn’t understand. You went to one of the tables, to give them their orders, and Mark stood in front of Jaehyun, who was looking at your ass, “You know, she isn’t type of girl just casually sleeping around. She is still a virgin,” Mark said to Jaehyun who turned around looking at him with his ears going red, “Sorry, couldn’t help myself. She looks good. So you are Mark huh?,” Jaehyun took a sip looking at Mark. “Yeah, we are best friends and roommates. So I am making sure no one will play with her,” he warned Jaehyun and looked at you coming back from table. “I am not that type of man, don’t worry,” Jaehyun answered while also looking at your smiley face. “I hope so, if you toy with her, you are dead.” 

It was 2AM when you were leaving with Mark, bar slowly closing down. When you were already in front of the bar, going to Mark’s car you heard your name getting called. You looked behind you to find Jaehyun running your way, “Hey, Y/N. Can I get your number? I want to talk to you more and send some memes,” he said all smiles. You looked at Mark not understanding this situation and he just shrugged, going inside car. “Eh, yeah.. sure..” and you put your number with your name in his phone. “Thanks, lovely. See you guys around and goodnight,” he said while opening the door to the car for you and waving at Mark. “Huh weird don’t you think so?,” you asked Mark who was focusing on the road. “No, I don’t think so. You charmed him with your fine ass,” he joked and you wanted to smack him, but refined from doing so, because he was driving.

Three weeks passed by like nothing. You were texting with Jaehyun back and forth, meeting at the bar when you had a shift. You two became a really good friends. Mark also became friends with Jaehyun and his friend, Johnny. You four were always loud at the bar, getting an earful from managers all the time. You and Mark would instantly stop, loving your jobs, but Jaehyun and Johnny would make more noise, trying you two to make laugh. When you laughed Jae and John would get literally kicked out of the bar, making you laugh harder. “So, what you doin tonight?,” Jaehyun asked while sipping on your new drink called ‘Rainbow Punch’. “Working, duh,” you answered rolling your eyes and giving customer who was sitting next to Jaehyun her drink, she laughed, finding this amusing. “Geez, you know what I mean, lovely,” he said while pouting your way. To say that didn’t move your heart would be a lie. Knowing each other only for three weeks and catching feeling this quickly scared you. But you eventually didn’t mind. Knowing this won’t last long. “Ok, ok drama queen… what do you want to do after I finish work,” you asked while mixing another drink for two customers in front of you. “Hm, let’s take a stroll on the beach, just the two of us,” he said casually. “Sure,” you said simply doing your work. You went to the tables, serving them, when you felt someone grabbing your ass. “Could you, please, take your hand of my butt?,” you kindly asked the male. “No. You look too good to not get touched,” he said smirking that sick smirk. You just rolled your eyes, trying to walk away, but he held your hand so strongly, you thought it might break. “HEY! Leave me!,” you screamed not fazing him. He leaned closer, trying to kiss you but you felt yourself getting pulled away in to a strong chest. “Don’t touch my girl,” Jaehyun said, with deep voice and anger present. You looked at him shocked that he called you his girl. After that he dragged you away, to the beach. 

“Jae! I didn’t finish my shift!,” you called after him but he didn’t budge. When you were already on a beach, you realized it was that part where no one came to. Only you four, finding it relaxing. “Jae, what are we doing here?,” you asked looking around and then at him. He came closer, taking your face in to his hands softly, “You okay? Did he hurt you?” “No… but he might have if you didn’t come.. so thank you,” you said looking down. “Come here, lovely,” he hugged you tightly, whispering sweet nothings. You pulled away, wanting to say something, but… he suddenly kissed you. It was a sweet kiss, full of promises. Full of love. You felt at peace, but you didn’t know if it was because of surroundings or because of Jaehyun. The kiss eventually became deeper, hungrier. He lifted you up, carrying you over to the rock, sitting you there. “I wanted to do this the first time I laid my eyes on you,” he confessed making you blush. “I know, Y/N, we know each other really shortly, but I fell in love with you. And I am not saying this for fun.. I mean it, angel,” he looked deep in to your eyes, his voice becoming softer and quieter. You didn’t know what to say or do.. so you just kissed him softly on lips, and he kissed you back instantly. After few minutes of making out he pulled away, breathless and smirked, “Well, you made me hard, love. And you are gonna take care of it, in my bed,” you looked at him nervously, “But… I have… never done this..,” embarrassment present all over your being. “Don’t worry,” he stroked your cheek lovingly, “I will be soft and gentle. I promise.” If someone asked you, what was your best night ever. It would be this night.

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[afishcalledfatin]

Dr LEE

summary: in which the sweet, single dad, pediatric surgeon, Taeyong start getting feelings for his son’s babysitter, you.

ALL MY COVERS HAVE THE NAME INSOMNIAC BECAUSE THIS WAS FROM MY OTHER ACCOUNT!!

HELLO LOVES~ oh my it’s been a while and I really apologise. The story is slightly heavier than usual but still sweet. Another long one. I hope you all enjoy it!  

pairings: doctors! single dad! Taeyong x female reader!

genre: FLUFF

·Leads the ‘handsome doctors' group

·A PEDIATRIC SURGEON UWU

·Has unreal features. Seriously, you see him and you might think you had just bumped into a fairy or elf.

·One of his patients call him the Fairy Prince

·I mean, he looks hella ethereal sooo...

·“Dr Lee, do you secretly have wings?” “Uhm... yeah but I hide them because they are really big.” “BUT HOW WILL YOUR FAIRY PRINCESS KNOW IT’S YOU?” “Min Seo...”

·The kids adore and love him very much.

·“Dr Lee~ I think you are my favourite doctor in the entire world!” “My uwus spilled omg. MA’AM DO YOU MIND IF I HUG HIM?”

·Gives the best advice. That one friend you can tell everything and he’ll help you as much as he can.

·“I’m really sorry you had to go through that. You don’t have to hang around people like that okay? If you’re worried about having nobody just remember I’m here. Always.” followed by a really warm hug.

·Will normally comfort you until you feel better.

·Nobody admits this, but he looks hot during a surgery.

·“DID YOU SEE THE WAY HE HELD THAT SCALPEL? MY OVARIES.”

·Brings food for the guys all the time.

·If he wasn’t a doctor, he’d be a chef.

·He could make you a 3-hour braised beef stew and the next day he would bring cream puffs.

·Loves making food for people

· Besides that, he also loves to dance. Like not those awkward wiggling, he's an amazing dancer.

·Sometimes he would dance in the corridors while listening to his favourite music, not realizing the crowd he attracted.

·Gets super smiley when people clap.

·Takes care of the younger doctors.

·“Jungwoo, did you get some rest?” “Not yet.” “what the hell are you doing here then? You're pretty free at the moment. Go take a nap.”

·Has a bad habit of always taking the blame.

·“guys, it wasn't your fault. It was mine. I should've been more responsible and taken it seriously. I'm really sorry for disappointing all of you.”

·The guys know it isn't anyone's fault but because he always insists it’s his, they can't say anything about it.

·They get really worried for him but he always assures them that he's alright.

·Knows everyone’s secrets.

·He knows who has a crush on who, who ate the chief's food, who has been having make-out sessions in the break room.

·HE. KNOWS. EVERYTHING

·It's not because he's sneaky and likes to stick his nose into people's business, it's because everyone tells him everything or he's always getting himself into awkward situations.

·He's so good at keeping things. He's trustworthy.

·“wait so you knew that she's been making out with the chief?” “look, I didn't mean to walk in on them. I JUST WANTED A NAP.”

·The guys always tease him for his bad timing

·Besides that, everyone is happy when they meet Taeyong.

·He's literally an angel omg

·Back to an earlier point, the type of guy who will do EVERYTHING AND ANYTHING to cheer anyone up.

·He helps everyone but doesn't expect anything in return.

·He believes that kindness is the one thing that can help our world to become a better place.

·Not strict with the residents and interns but they know not to mess with him.

·He's never actually yelled at anyone.

·“I understand you're new to this, but how do you expect me to not be annoyed when you can't take a dirty diaper seriously? You work in a pediatric ward. It's either you grow up or find something else to do and stop wasting our time.”

·It's those type of warnings that are super casual and “OH SHIT YOU SCREWED MAH BOI” kind of thing y'know?

·But normally the residents under him are pretty good and mature.

·Same age as Dr Seo and Dr Nakamoto. Loves hanging out with them.

·“JOHNNY, YUTA LETS GO HAVE FUN!” “UNO AND COFFEE?” “HELL YEAH.”

·Kids flipping love him.

·They can literally stop crying the minute he walks into the room.

·“SOMEONE GET DR LEE, THERE'S A CRYING CHILD IN THE CORRIDOR AND I DON’T KNOW WHERE HER PARENTS ARE.”

·Has a very comforting and calming aura

·Gets really worried for the kids and prays he does a good job before a surgery.

·Also, because the kids he's about to operate on reminds him of his own kid.

·Yeap, this year has been especially tough for Taeyong. He had gotten out of a 6-year relationship and she left their child with him because she was tired and wanted to start a new life. He wasn't mad at her cause they had a child together when they were young, he was just really… badly hurt.

·*heart clenches* boo boo is actually really heartbroken but he hides it really well. He truly loved her with all his heart. Also blames himself for her leaving him.

·The guys know it, their girlfriends know it heck even Min Jae notices it but he would always hug his dad.

·“Papa, please don’t be sad. You must be happy!” Min Jae hugged Taeyong. Taeyong hugged Min Jae tightly. Min Jae was Taeyong's source of motivation.

·He honestly felt bad because Min Jae only grew up with his mom for the first 2 years of his life and even then, she was barely there for him. She was either flying somewhere or on her phone. Min Jae hardly remembers anything but her appearance. Taeyong basically raised Min Jae by himself.

·Min Jae's mom was a model. They met each other at a party back when Taeyong was a student. And well, the rest was history.

·Taeyong has been trying to balance time with his son and his work. After the first 2 months, he managed to fix it all with the exception of late surgeries. Then only, Min Jae would stay the night at his aunt's house.

·For a 5-year-old, Min Jae was very smart. He understood that his father was a doctor and how doctors are always busy.

·“Min Jae, c'mon the bus is waiting for you buddy.” As Taeyong drop Min Jae off at the bus area, Min Jae hugs him “Papa, be a good doctor okay? Help a lot of people!” Min Jae cheered on.

·The sight was so cute and sweet as Taeyong lifted him up and pecked Min Jae's little face.

·Huhu the moms at the bus stop always stare at this beautiful man, dropping his kid off.

·Anyways, sometimes if Taeyong had to work a few more hours, he'd pick him up and Min Jae would play quietly in Taeyong's office.

·AND THIS IS WHEN ALL HIS AMAZING UNCLES WOULD COME IN. *cries a lil*

·“UNCLES!” Min Jae cheered as he saw the whole lot of them walk in.

·“Hey Buddy! We heard you were here, so we came to visit.” “I swear to god, you guys only visit my office when I spill tea or when Min Jae is around.” The guys shrugged BECAUSE THEY KNOW ITS TRUE.

·They would take care of Min Jae as Taeyong finished the paperwork he had.

·The guys noticed how tired he looked in the past few weeks.

·“Hyung, why don't you hire a babysitter? At least, he or she could pick him up from kindergarten, make his lunch and take care of him.” Jungwoo offered. The rest of them agreed. They knew Taeyong wants to take care of Min Jae but some days, he just can't.

·“look, I know an agency that has like the best babysitters. I'll give you their number.” Doyoung said.

·Taeyong was always thankful for his friends’ support

·Taeyong did contact the agency and the next week, a middle-aged woman came. It was in the morning before Min Jae went to kindergarten.

·She was lovely and Taeyong thought Min Jae was going to be okay. But the minute Taeyong walked out the door, he could hear Min Jae crying. He turned around and saw that Min Jae opened the door and he was running towards Taeyong.

·“papa… don't leave me. Please.” He cried on Taeyong's shoulder. Taeyong hugged him tightly before picking him up. He tried to comfort Min Jae.

·Taeyong looked at his small figure. “buddy, will you listen to your babysitter for me? She-” “I don’t want her.” Taeyong sighed.

·“Why? You haven't met her yet.” “she... she reminds me of mommy. I don’t like it.” Taeyong's heart broke at that very moment. Throughout this whole time, he was worried Min Jae would feel left out because he didn't have a mom.

·He walked back into the house and looked at the babysitter guiltily.

·He explained to the babysitter and he promised to pay her extra. The babysitter understood completely and told him there was no need. Taeyong was back to square one.

·On the way to the bus stop, he asked Min Jae “Min Jae, how did she remind you of mommy?”

·“her clothes and face. She wore red on her lips like mommy too. Mommy wore a lot of dresses like hers too.” Taeyong nodded. Taeyong hugged Min Jae before letting him go onto the bus.

·Weeks pass by, and Taeyong was really stressed. Every babysitter he hired were too strict or they were too demanding.

·Min Jae wasn’t feeling any better either. He was quieter than usual.

·One day, Taeyong had a surgery that ended later than anticipated. After the surgery, he checked his watch and nobody has seen Taeyong panic that badly.

·“CRAP, CRAP, SHIT I NEED TO GO GET MIN JAE SHIT IM LATE.” He ran while putting on his coat.

·He got into his car and drove off. He was worried about Min Jae. Quietly praying that he wasn’t alone

·As he pulled up at the kindergarten, he ran out and to his surprise, he heard Min Jae giggling.

·“PAPA!” He saw Min Jae run towards him, he crouched down with open arms. Min Jae hugged his father straight away.

·“Min Jae, buddy I'm so sorry I was late. I’I-” “It's okay, Papa. Miss Y/N told me you were helping a superhero.” Taeyong lifted an eyebrow. “Miss Y/N?” Min Jae pointed behind him and saw you. You were wearing an army green pinafore over a grey t-shirt. Your smile caught him off guard.

· “You must be Min Jae's dad. Hi, I'm Y/N.” you greeted. Taeyong coughed before greeting you back.

·“I… I’m Taeyong.” He said. He felt Min Jae tug his shirt, he finally snapped out of it. “Thank you for waiting with him. I had a last-minute surgery and I'm still finding a babysitter for Min Jae.”

·“Ahh, it's alright Mr Lee, I live nearby anyway and Min Jae is a lovely boy.” You looked down to see Min Jae smiling.

·“Well, thank you anyways. C'mon buddy, let's go.” He was about to walk before he noticed that Min Jae wasn't moving.

·“Can Miss Y/N be my babysitter?” Taeyong’s eyes widen and looked back at you. “I'm sorry bud, Miss Y/N is probably really busy.” You looked at the man, clearly struggling to take care of Min Jae by himself.

·“Um Mr Lee, I actually don't mind taking care of him. I'm only working at the kindergarten part-time and I've been looking for a second job for a while now. If you don’t mind, I would love to babysit Min Jae.”

·“I would normally decline but I'm really desperate now, will you do it?” you nod and you could clearly see his face ease.

·You discussed the details and you started the following day.

·You followed his exact instructions. Send Min Jae to the bus stop if needed, pick him up, either bring him out then home or hospital if told.

·Weeks later,

·Taeyong had some time to send him to the bus stop.

·As Taeyong was fixing Min Jae's coat, he told Min Jae, “Buddy, today Miss Y/N will bring you to the hospital okay? Papa wants to bring you for ice cream later.” Min Jae nodded happily and kissed Taeyong. “Bye Papa, I love you!” he waved as he got onto the bus.

·Taeyong went to the hospital and went on with his work. He went by his day with ease. Few hours later, the guys asked if he would like to join them for coffee, he agreed.

·For the first time in weeks, he could join the guys for coffee. The guys were happy to see their best friend slightly less stressed.

·“Taeyong~” he heard from behind him. It was one of the nurses who has liked him for months.

·The younger guys were all trying to hold their laugh while the older guys were smirking.

·“Oh, um hello Nurse Song.” “Oh, Taeyong! Call me Yu Jin please. Anyways, I was wondering if maybe this Friday you were-” suddenly his phone rang. “Ah, sorry Nurse Song. My son just arrived, I got to get him. Maybe some other time.” He quickly left. The rest of the guys just watched as the young lady huffed and walked away.

·He walked to the lobby and saw Min Jae and you sitting and you were reading a story to him.

·You saw Taeyong from behind Min Jae and he made a shushing gesture. You smiled and saw as Taeyong covered Min Jae’s eyes. Min Jae was squealing and giggling. “Papa!” he turned and wrapped his hands on Taeyong’s neck. Taeyong groaned a little before carrying Min Jae.

·“Thank you, Y/N. I really appreciate it.” “No problem Mr L-” “Just call me Taeyong. I don’t think you’re much younger than me.” “Well Taeyong, do you have a bit of time? I actually need to discuss something with you regarding Min Jae.”

·You both sat down at the lobby while Min Jae played at the little play area they had set up.

·“The teachers and I have noticed that he has been quieter than usual recently. Every teacher asked him why and he would just shrug it off. Today, I tried and he told me that…” Taeyong stared at you intently, waiting for an answer. “He’s worried about you.”

·“Me? Why is he worried about me?” “He says it’s because you’ve been lonely ever since… ever since his mom left.” Taeyong slumped against the chair.

·“A 5-year-old was worried about my dating life? Holy shit.” He thought.

·“I did tell him that you had him but he said you didn’t have someone like your ex-wife.”

·“Ex. We were never married.” Your eyes widen and you were going to apologize before he stopped you “It’s alright. We did want Min Jae but after a while she felt the pressure of being a mom.”

·You both sat in silence. “I didn’t know if I should’ve told you.” He looked at you “Hey, it’s okay. Min Jae’s probably just dropping hints that he wants me to go get a girlfriend.” You chuckle a little before covering your mouth. You decided it was time to leave and you said bye to both Min Jae and Taeyong.

· On the way home, Min Jae couldn’t stop talking about you and Taeyong knew Min Jae adored you very much.

·“Papa, are you free tomorrow?” he asked Taeyong. Taeyong nodded happily.

·“Can we go to the aquarium? Miss Y/N was talking about the sea animals earlier.” “Sure buddy.”

· The next day, Min Jae woke Taeyong by jumping onto him.

·*Insomniac is screaming as she writes this*

·He got up… eventually and got ready.

·They arrived at the aquarium and it was fairly empty because it was still quite early.

·Min Jae was so fascinated to see all the marine life.

·“Min Jae, what’s your favourite sea animal?” “I think mine is a sea turtle. They look like seabirds.” Taeyong laughed at Min Jae’s description of turtles. They were walking when Min Jae started giggling.

·“MISS Y/N!!!” he ran towards to you with open arms. You were squatting, trying to pick something up. The impact of his hug was so strong you nearly fell.

·You saw Taeyong run towards the both of you and he gave you his hand. You grabbed onto it as he pulled you up.

·“Fancy seeing you here.” “It was a last-minute plan.” You giggled. You squeezed Min Jae’s chubby cheeks.

·“Are you alone?” he asked you. You nodded. “I was going to take pictures of the animals to show his class.” Out of nowhere, Taeyong mustered up the courage to ask if you would like to follow them around. You happily agreed and followed them around.

·“Miss Y/N, I know how to spell manatee now! M-A-N-A-T-E-E!” “Very good Min Jae!” you clapped.

·Taeyong watched at how happy Min Jae was with you.

·You and Taeyong sat on a bench as you watched Min Jae play at the playground with other kids.

·“I’m really sorry that you have to take care of him.” “Please don’t be sorry. I asked for the job and I really love it.” “I just wish I could be there for him more often, I’m a horrible parent.” You turned to him and saw his hands covering his face. You placed a hand onto his shoulder.

·“What was his mom like?” he turned to you and smiled.

·“She… she was this burst of energy. She was so lively and wild. I thought I found the love of my life and when she agreed to have a child together, I thought she was just as excited but she wasn’t. The only times I could see her care about Min Jae was when she was posting a picture of him or when we went out. I had so many arguments with my parents about her and I was an asshole to them.” You watched as this man, you barely knew started to break down in front of you.

·“They told me to be careful. To make the right choices and to actually think if she was the woman, I wanted to spend my life with. I was so blind to see that she only agreed to have Min Jae so it could boost her fame.” Your eyes widen slightly. He gave a half smile

·“Yeah, she told me that on the night she left. She always depended on me to take care of him. Every single damn time I came home later than usual, she’ll threaten to leave me. I don’t blame her for leaving me though, I’m not the greatest lover. I would leave me too.”

·“hey, don’t say that. Being a parent isn’t an easy job. The fact that you raised and took care of that little boy by yourself while being a doctor is amazing. He has grown to be this sweet, intelligent and thoughtful boy. You did that. Don’t blame yourself for something that you couldn’t control. His mom wasn’t ready to be a mom and she was probably scared. Or she just had a tough time in showing affection. Things happen. We can’t plan a perfect life, that’s not how life works but you can make an enjoyable one. Please don’t blame yourself, Min Jae wouldn’t want you to feel that way.” You comfort and for the first time, the tables were turned.

·For the first time, someone was giving him comforting words, warmth and help.

·For the first time in a long time, he felt himself break this wall he had.

·He began tearing up, you quickly scooted close to him. You placed a hand on his back and rubbed soothing circles.

·“Thank you.” He said softly. You gave a smile and continued to comfort him.

·For as long as you’ve known Taeyong, he wasn’t a man of many words. Yes, he did hold short conversations but that was it. You’ve obviously seen this mysterious man at school, picking Min Jae up or at parent meets. Never in your entire life, did you think you’d be on that bench, comforting Taeyong.

·“Oh god, I’m sorry about that.” He sniffed. “It’s alright.” You say. He gained his composure and sat up straight. “What about you? What are the problems you’re facing?” he asked.

·It was funny, that whole situation. You only knew Taeyong as the parent of the child you’re taking care of and now you might be able to consider him as a friend.

·“Well, I live alone. My financial status isn’t bad but I still need to work a lot for bills and stuff. And I’ve been single for like my whole life??? Yeah, that’s the one.”

·Taeyong raised an eyebrow. “Is it because you’re busy or you’re picky?” you hit his shoulder lightly. “I think you can call me those few people who are afraid of love. Tell me doctor, what does romantic love feel like?” he thought about it quietly.

·“Love is… walking into the bathroom even though the other is taking a shower or on the toilet and they aren’t mad. Love is cooking together, messing the kitchen up and settling for takeout. Love is farting really loudly and not caring. Love is… knowing you can spend your life, happily with them. Having extravagant dinners for anniversaries or cup ramen with a movie. Love is simple concept but it’s the hardest to achieve. Once you do have a taste of it, you never want to let go of this precious thing.”

·“Did you steal this from the internet?” you jokingly asked. He looked at you dead in the eye. “Twitter.” Both of you burst out laughing.

·(huhu I actually thought of that, I didn’t take it from anywhere. Just needed to add some light-heartedness into the story)

·Min Jae came to the both of you and told you that he was hungry. Taeyong offered to go to their house where he can whip something up and at first you were gonna decline but you’ve seen Min Jae’s lunchbox so you said yes.

·He asked if you drove here but you told him you took a taxi. He then told you he’ll drive you to their house.

·You’ve obviously been to their apartment and clean was a freaking understatement. THE MAN IS OBSESSED WITH FEBREEZE. He has a whole stock of the cleaning product.

·you were helping Min Jae with his homework in the living room when he said he wanted to do it himself. You walked to the kitchen and saw Taeyong cutting up vegetables.

·“What are you making, chef?” you hopped onto one of their stools.

· He turned and smiled. “You’ll see~” you pout and watch as the man worked.

·“You need help?” “That would be great.” You walked over to his side.

·“Pass me the scalp- I mean knife!” you laughed. “Ahh, it’s alright. Will you need the forceps too?” you showed the thongs. He grinned and shook his head. “Not yet, I believe.”

· In the end, funny stories were told and jokes were exchanged. You helped pass him the cooking appliances. You eventually found out he was making dumplings.

·Having lunch at the Lee household was so fun. Min Jae and Taeyong were telling you of each other’s most embarrassing moments.

·“Then, Papa slipped and fell on his butt!” “Ha-ha, very funny son but remember that time your pants were on backwards and when I told you, you just told me it was ‘cool’?” You couldn’t stop laughing, the two of them were bickering as if they were the same age. Min Jae’s best friend was his dad. His role model was his dad. His everything was his dad.

·You finally left with a full stomach and some leftover dumplings Taeyong decided to give you.

·“You like her, don’t you Papa?” Min Jae asked Taeyong. Taeyong nearly spat his water. “What?” “You like Miss Y/N.” “Buddy, I like her as a friend.” “I’m giving it 3 months. If I win, you’ll get me two scoops of ice cream.” “EXCUSE ME VERY YOUNG MAN, WHEN DID YOU LEARN TO MAKE BETS LIKE THESE?” “Oh, Uncle Hyuck taught me.” Taeyong rubbed his temples. “Okay, fine deal. But if I win, I’m making your bedtime half an hour early.” Taeyong had a bad feeling about this.

·GUESS WHO WAS RIGHT LADIES AND GENTS?? OUR LIL BOY MIN JAE.

·Throughout the 3 months, Taeyong would always invite you for lunch or dinner. Normally for dinner since it’s after work and school. It was sort of a little routine you guys created without realizing.

·“Hey, you coming over?” “Duh, Min Jae said you were making Bibimbap.”

·You guys even started texting regularly. Your colleagues and the other doctors noticed the constant checking of phones.

·“Taeyong, are you seeing someone?” Johnny asked. He fumbled with his phone. “Uhm, NO. IM TALKING TO MIN JAE’S BABYSITTER.” He said. “Uhuh, you were talking to her about an hour ago too huh?” Yuta sat down with a muffin in hand. Johnny pinched a bit of Yuta’s muffin and ate the little piece. Yuta smacked Johnny’s hand when he was going for seconds.

·“I’m very protective over my little bundle of joy, okay.” The guys rolled his eyes. “When is he arriving?” “In a few minutes, you guys want to follow?” they nodded and went down.

·They waited when he saw you walking in with Min Jae. Min Jae bolted to his dad and uncles.

·“I’m going to ask Y/N something. Stay here with your uncles.” He strode over to you and you asked the usual ‘how was your day?’ question.

·“Psst, do you want to know a secret?” Min Jae whispered. The two men had to squat really low to be at the same level as Min Jae. ( i crai, two tall ass men squatting to be the same height as a 5-year-old.)

·“I think Papa likes Y/N and Y/N likes Papa.” The two of them were giggling and shoving each other.

·“BUT DON’T TELL HIM I TOLD YOU OKAY?” the two of them did the ‘zip my mouth’ gesture.

·“Are you coming over tonight?” he asked you. “As much as I’d love to, my mom is coming here to get a check-up and well, I might be going home.” “Oh well, can’t control some things, right?” he winked as he was referring to your conversation at the aquarium. You giggled and waved “Bye, you goof!” he waved at you “See you soon, dork!”

·Taeyong smiled really widely. He had begun to develop feelings for you for a while now, he just didn’t tell Min Jae because he didn’t need his already hyper son to get more hyper.

·As soon as Taeyong reached his friends and son, he knew they were hiding something.

·“What are you guys planning, hm?” “Nothing, Papa.” He looked at Johnny and Yuta and they smirked and nodded.

·When they entered his office, the rest of the guys were in there. “YOU SEE WHAT I MEAN WHEN I SAID YOU GUYS ONLY COME HERE WHEN MIN JAE IS HERE?”

·“Dude, it’s not that. We have something to tell you.” Doyoung sai seriously. Taeyong sat at his chair and looked at all of them

·“What is it?” “Ji Won is here. She wants to see you at the café.” Taeyong stared at them then to Min Jae who was beside him.

·“Can someone stay with him here? If you do go out and bump into her, go the other way.” Johnny volunteered because Min Jae was the closest to him and he was free at the moment. After the babysitter incident, Taeyong wasn’t really comfortable with Min Jae seeing his mom just yet.

·“Min Jae, buddy, Uncle Johnny is going to stay here with you, okay? Papa has someone to see.” He kissed the forehead of his son and walked out. He expected to be nervous but for some reason, he wasn’t. he was completely calm.

·you were sitting at a table, waiting for your mom to finish her appointment. You were thinking at how much Taeyong and Min Jae had changed your dull life. Especially Taeyong. He had brought cared so much for you and he treats you greatly. You couldn’t help but fall in love with this man.

·you suddenly saw Taeyong walk pass you. You were going to say hi but you saw him go up to a beautiful woman.

·You didn’t want to look but they were close enough for you to know what’s happening.

·“Taeyong.” The woman said with a charming smile. “Hello.” Taeyong said coolly. “How are you?”

·“I’m fine.” Taeyong was really not in the mood. “Where is he?” She asked. “Min Jae is with his uncles.” That’s when it hits you, that’s his ex.

·“Can I see him?” “I’m not really comfortable with you seeing him at the moment.” “What the hell?! I’m his mother! I have every right to do so!” she raised her voice, everyone at the café was watching now. You’ve never seen Taeyong so serious. You knew he was angry, livid almost. His intention was to have a civilized conversation but once she pulled that card, he was furious.

·“You’re his mother?” he laughed hysterically before looking at her, nose slightly flaring. “What type of mother leaves her child at 2? What mother tells her partner the only reason she had her child was merely for publicity purposes? You were never there for him, for God’s sake! The only time you were was to brag at how much of a ‘good mother’ you were. He saw someone who reminded him of you and he cried. He cried because the only clear memory he has of you was your appearance and how you left him. So, don’t come strutting here and tell me you have the right to see him because you’re his mother. You don’t deserve to be called Min Jae’s mother. You have never once called to ask about him or to wish him on his birthday. Heck, I don’t even think you remember his birthday.”

·“It’s July 20th.” “It’s November 1st. Look, I don’t care if you want to see him but it’s on his own accord. I’ll only allow you to see him if he wants to see you and at this moment, I don’t think he’s ready.”

·“It’s that babysitter isn’t it?” Your head shot up. ‘UHM LADY PLEASE DON’T DRAG ME INTO THIS.’ You thought.

·“What are you talking about? Don’t bring her into this.” you were mentally thanking him. “I saw your posts. You seem to be really comfy with that babysitter. What is she? A rebound?”

·You were waiting for those words. “She’s just a friend. She’s not important.”

·But instead, you were shocked to hear “You wanna know who she is to me? A woman who actually cares for MIn Jae and me. I love her and she’s someone that makes me ten times happier then you could ever have. She’s an amazing woman and I could see my future with her. She’s the real mother Min Jae deserves.”

·You nearly dropped your coffee when you heard him say that. “HE FELT THE SAME WAY? HOLY SHJHEDUQEBQEBY” you thought.

·“I suggest you leave or I’ll call security. The next time I’ll call you is when Min Jae wants to see you, which might not be anytime soon.” He waited and soon, she left.

·he turned around and saw you looking at him wide-eyed.

·He was stuck between “HOLY CRAP DID SHE HEAR EVERYTHING?” and “I HOPE SHE HEARD HOW MUCH I WANT TO BE WITH HER.”

·You stood up and opened your arms really wide. He ran towards you and hugged you tightly.

·“Was that…” “Yeah, that was her.” “Well, you took it well.” “Y/N…” “I mean if it was me, I’d be crying.” “Y/N.” “But you were really professional y’know. Very proud of-” “Y/N!” he said.

·“I know you heard what I said.” “Did I?” you said nervously. He gave you a look. “Okay, yeah I did. Is it true?”

·“Did you really think I’d lie about how amazing you are? WHY IS IT THAT BOTH YOU AND MIN JAE HAVE NO FAITH IN ME?” you laugh at his little pouty face.

·“Yes, it’s very true. I want to be with you. I want to hear Min Jae call you Mumma or whatever you want him to call you. I want to spend my life with both of you. I-” before he could continue, you kissed him. He was shocked at first,

·It’s been a while, folks

·He wrapped his hands around your waist and kissed you back.

·Suddenly, you heard a loud scream. Both of you turned around, seeing Johnny covering Min Jae’s eyes while Taeil and Jaehyun covered Mark and Haechan’s eyes.

·“GET A ROOM YOU TWO! THERE'S CHILDREN IN THE AREA.” Taeil said. Mark and Donghyuck tried to swat their hands away but the two kept a firm grip on their faces.

·“WE’RE ADULTS, YOU OLD MAN!” Hyuck said to Taeil. Taeil merely rolled his eyes

·You watched in amusement but Taeyong was a blushing mess. “JOHNNY, YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO STAY IN THE OFFICE.” “I’m sorry but HAVE YOU SEEN MIN JAE’S POUTY FACE WENT HE WANTS ICE CREAM? I COULDN’T RESIST MY FAVOURITE AND ONLY NEPHEW.” You laughed really loudly before all the guys came to you and started introducing themselves to you.

·Johnny passed Min Jae to Taeyong and Min Jae smiles at him. “Papa, you know what this means right?” “What?” “You owe me 2 scoops of ice cream.” Taeyong facepalmed but smiled because he was too happy.

· that was also the first time your mom met Taeyong. “Ahh, so this is the man you won’t stop talking about? I like him.” “MOM SKSKKKSKSSKSKSS.”

·Years had passed by and you were married to Lee Taeyong.

·you were also the proud Mumma of Min Jae.

·He proposed to you after 2 years of dating. THE PROPOSAL WAS SO CUTE HFIYRHBFIERYV

·Min Jae also started calling you Mumma after the first year of dating. Taeyong told him prior that he wanted to marry you. Min Jae’s reaction was “Wait, so Mumma is going to be my ACTUAL Mumma?” Taeyong couldn’t help but smile, “Yes buddy. She is.”

· he was really scared of loving after his ex left but after you walked in, he wasn’t anymore.  

·He brought you to the same aquarium. He brought you to the penguin area, where you could pet the penguins. You were super excited. Suddenly you turned around saw Taeyong bent on one knee.

·“Taeyong…” “Y/N, I’ve been wanting to ask you something for a while now.” “Dr. Lee Taeyong, please don’t joke about stuff like this.” He laughed “I’m really serious, my dear.”

·SUDDENLY TWO PENGUINS, ONE WITH A BOW TIE AND THE OTHER WITH A VEIL WADDLED UP TO HIM WITH THE HELP OF THE KEEPERS. ONE HANDED HIM A RED VELVET BOX.

·He opened the box and revealed a beautiful diamond ring with tiny sapphires.

·“Will you marry me and be Min Jae’s official Mumma?” YOU SQUEALED AND JUMPED ONTO HIM. HE HUGGED YOU TIGHTLY AND HE SPUN YOU AROUND.

·“A THOUSAND TIMES YES!”

·The wedding was a beautiful outdoor ceremony. You had the dream garden wedding.

·Taeyong was exceptionally nervous.

·Quick reminder, Taeyong was never married! Just in case, you guys forget.

·the moment you walked down the aisle, he was already tearing up. Min Jae was standing next to his dad proudly. He whispered to himself “That’s my Mumma.”

·The wedding was amazing and you were about to leave for your honeymoon. Both of you offered Min Jae to follow but he pulled the ‘big boy’ card and the guys argued on who was going to take care of him. They all wanted to. Jaehyun won and he took care of Min Jae with his girlfriend.

·The honeymoon was amazing, he took you to the Maldives and you spent an amazing week together.

·After you came back, Min Jae was so happy to finally have a proper mother.

·You were a proud mom okay. Yelling out ‘THAT’S MY SON! GO BOO BOO!” when he scored a goal or when he was performing during a concert. Don’t worry, Taeyong didn’t stop you, he was equally as loud as you were. Heck, all of Min Jae’s uncles and aunties were his biggest supporters.

·It was a quiet afternoon and you were waiting for Taeyong to come home.

·You felt something change about you and you checked it out. The results made you shed tears of joy.

· You heard the door open and jumped up. You saw Taeyong help carry Min Jae’s baseball bat.

· “And I scored again, Papa!” “I’m really proud of you, bud!” “MUMMA!” Min Jae ran to you. You kissed his entire face. He was giggling, then he told both you and Taeyong he was going to shower.

·“Hello, love.” He walked to you and wrapped his hands around your waist.

·He kissed your forehead. You stayed like that for a few minutes before you looked up.

·“Are you tired?” “Not really.” “Honey, I have something to tell you.” “Hm?” “You can tell Johnny and the guys that Min Jae won’t be the only nephew anymore.”

·His eyes widen as he looked at you. “Love, are you…” he looked down at your belly and you nod.

·“I’m pregnant.”

Hello~ did you guys like it? I don’t actually know how the medical world works, I only know the basics. I deeply apologize if there are mistakes. I also apologise if I've offended anyone in any way.  

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What's wrong kid? (4)

Reader X Single dad!Jaehyun

Genre: Fluff

Words: 3.7k

Prompt: You notice a child crying at a school playground. You decide to see what’s up and meet an extremely stressed/extremely handsome father.

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A/n: We’re all going to pretend like I didn't disappear for over a week. Enjoy!

To say you were on cloud nine would be an understatement. The next morning you were greeted with a ‘Good morning, beautiful’ text from Jaehyun. You skipped around happily while you got ready for class, even going as far as making breakfast for everyone. It was common knowledge that you weren’t a morning person, so Kun and Ten ate the food with caution. Throughout the day you found yourself smiling about the night before.

While you were having the time of your life, your friends were suffering greatly.

“She’s grossing me out.” Jaemin whispered to the group while you stared out the window of the café, a smile ever visible on your face.

“You’re telling me. Some guy spilled coffee on her notebook and she didn’t kill him. Shit was wild.” Yangyang informed.

“Let me punch her one good time.” Renjun rolled up his sleeves for added effect

“No.” Jeno interjected.

Laughing, you turned to your friends. You leaned your head on Renjun’s shoulder and giggled. Renjun’s death glare softened when he glanced at your smiley disposition. He patted your head and asked what’s got you acting like an idiot. Sitting upright, you glanced at the group and broke out another stupid smile.

“Remember that cute little girl I'm babysitting, well she has a very handsome, very funny, very sweet, ver-”

“Say ‘very’ one more time and I swear to god.” Haechan hissed.

“Really amazing dad, who I may or may not have kissed.” You paused. “Well in all technicality he kissed me, but I kissed back. He even sent me a good morning text, how sweet is that? That’s not important, what is important is that I really like him guys.” You leaned down and planted your face on the table. You glanced up at your friends to gauge their reaction and was met with concern expressions. You leaned back up and bit your lower lip at the silence. “Words would be nice.”

“Um.” Lucas was the first to speak. He glanced at the group. “An older guy with a kid? Y/n you sure you know what you’re getting yourself into?”

You paused for a second. That certainly wasn’t the reaction you were hoping for or even expecting. But you understood where they were coming from. You weren’t the type to date, casual make-outs here and there, but admitting you liked someone was completely left field. Admitting you liked someone with a kid was out of the solar system in their mind.

“I get it and I love you guys for worrying, but I need you to trust me on this.” You tried, but was still met with the same concern expressions. You tried to smile, but it quickly turned into a pout.

“Okay, but we’re killing him if he hurts you.” Mark was surprisingly the first to break.

“I wouldn’t expect anything less.” You beamed.

The art department was hosting a free entrance gallery viewing on campus that evening. Renjun, being your group’s pride and joy Picasso, was being featured. Despite his pleads of ‘don’t come you’ll just embarrass me’, the collective unit showed up for support. Jaehyun texted you earlier that day that Taeil kidnapped Hyunjin and she was hanging out with him for the rest of the day, so you were free.

Ditching the rest of the group you and Jaemin, being the only civilized two, walked quietly around. Stopping at every painting, you started to feel a little self- conscious. There wasn’t anything outstanding that you were talented in and envied the liberal arts majors. Sulking, you expressed your sadness to Jaemin since he always did a wonderful job at cheering you up.

“Y/n, you’re the only person I know who can confidently tell me the stages of a star’s death with exact numbers and shit. If that’s not talent, then I don’t know what is.”

“Ah, my valued party trick.” You joked bumping his side.

You walked further into the gallery and stared in awe at Renjun’s piece. It was a beautiful oil painting of what the sky would look like if the Milky Way and Andromeda collided. There was a quote under his name on the plaque ‘in about 4 billion years, but the sun would have turned into a red giant and swallow the earth whole– someone great’. You looked at Jaemin surprised and he just smiled.

“I guess it’s his way of saying he misses you. Which I can relate. I'm beyond happy that you have feelings for someone, but we miss having you around all the time. Just don’t forget us okay?”

You felt the tears prick your eyes and tried to wield them back. The fact that Renjun would take the time and effort to paint something this elaborate with you in mind when he could have just easily texted made your heart ache. That coupled with Jaemin’s words broke the seal and tears started to fall. To hide them you wrapped yourself around him and mumbled ‘I hate you’ into his chest. You felt the rumble of his laugh and a kiss on the crown of your head.

“You found it.” Renjun’s voice broke through. He and the rest made their way over to you. Jaemin gently transferred you onto Renjun.

“You made her cry.” Jaemin teased. You buried yourself in Renjun’s chest, a little embarrassed that your emotions got the better of you. You felt Jaemin’s hand stroke your hair and heard the rest of your friends’ coo, each lovingly teasing you for your tears.

“I'm sorry I suck.” You cried. They of course disagreed with the statement, but you felt bad for ditching them and only today telling them why. You were a chaotic bunch, but when it came down to it you were each other’s support system.

“You’re being such a Pisces right know.” Haechan laughed, effectively killing the moment. You pushed yourself off Renjun and tried to choke him out.

You walked through the lobby of the gallery ready to go when you spotted a poster with Jaehyun’s name on it. Completely ignoring the conversation you were having with Haechan, you walked up to it.

“This Jaehyun that you might or might not be dating isn’t Jung Jaehyun, right? The guy who’s designing the new art building. Like the millionaire.” Renjun appeared next to you.

“No, it is.” You answered simply. You heard Renjun calmly hum before he screamed for everyone to help. An uproar surfaced over the topic.

“So, in conclusion, Y/n is a sugar baby.” Jaemin proclaimed.

“No, I'm not.”

“How much are you getting paid to babysit his child?” Yangyang asked.

“Not telling… Man look at the time I have to go home and rethink my life choices. See you tomorrow!”

“I quit.” You said while you and Jaehyun were preparing dinner. The statement completely caught him off guard causing him to drop the spatula and resulted in a mess over the stove. You quickly apologized and handed him a rag.

“Why? Was there something I did? Its school isn’t it? Having to watch Hyunjin and be a full-time student is too much. God Y/n I'm sorry I-”

“No, you didn’t do anything. It’s nothing like that.” You smiled, grabbing his hand. “My friends unknowingly made a good point the other day. I enjoy being around both you and Hyunjin and it feels weird that you pay me to do that. So, I quit.”

Jaehyun looked at you for a second, clearly trying to find the right words to say.

“An allowance?”

“Oh my god that’s worse. I'm not a sugar baby Jaehyun!” You busted out laughing and he did the same.

“I know I just want to see if you'd say that.” He confessed laughing. “Okay, if it makes you feel better, I’ll take your letter of resignation.” He placed a kiss on your lips.

“I saw that!” Hyunjin yelled as she finished setting the table.

“No, you didn’t!” Jaehyun yelled back.

Dinner was slightly more chaotic than usual. Hyunjin was convinced she saw you two kissing and Jaehyun was jokingly convinced that she needed glasses. The two went back and forth and you tried not to die from laughing. The climax of the dinner peaked when Hyunjin walked over and kissed you on the cheek. She proudly stuck her tongue out at her father and declared that she could kiss you too. You were convinced that the two Jungs were going to be the death of you.

You were washing the dishes when you felt arms snake around your waist. A smile spread as you were being gently swayed left and right, light peppered kisses sprinkled the back of your neck.  You both stayed in silence as you finished your task.

“There’s a charity event tomorrow that I'm being forced, by Taeyong, to attend. I would be honored if you would accompany me?” He spun you around so you were facing him.

“Me? Are you sure? Plus, who’s going to take care of Hyunjin?” Insecurity was your immediate emotion. You were acutely aware of your different social classes as is, but going to a, mostly likely, high-end charity event wasn’t something you were comfortable with.

“She’s having a sleep over at her friend’s house. I only have to show my face for an hour an hour thirty tops, then the night is ours.” He said caressing your cheek. After giving it some thought, you reeled back your anxiety a bit.

“Okay.”

When you woke the next morning, you were hit with two panic thoughts. One, you were late, but decided fuck it you had enough absences left. Two, the most important one, you had nothing to wear that evening. You quickly grabbed your phone ready to cancel on Jaehyun when Ten opened your door. You both stared at each other for a second.

“Don’t tell Kun I'm skipping.” You pleaded.

“Got you. Also, there’s a tree in the living room that wants to see you.” He shrugged at your confused face and pointed to the living room.

“Johnny?” The surprised evident in your voice.

“Morning sunshine. I come bearing gifts.” He held up one large and small box. Hesitantly, you took them. “Jaehyun called me freaking out because his dumb ass asked you to the event tonight without making sure you had a dress ready. Lucky for you two, I exist.”

“Do you want me to try it on and mak-”

“Nah, it’ll fit. I'm late. See you tonight.” Before you could get anything else out, Johnny was out the door.

You glanced in the larger box to find a beautiful champagne lace off the shoulder dress. You stared in awe at how pretty it was. Turning it around you saw that the price tag was covered with a smile with its tongue out and a JS initial next to it. You laughed and found that the shoes and accessories shared the same mark.

“Wow.” Ten whistled picking up the shoes. “My baby is moving up in the world.” He carefully placed everything back in their boxes and ordered you to get ready for your next class.

The day flew by faster than you would have liked. At one point you demanded that Jeno acquire the power to slow time. Being the sweetest person ever, he tried.

You would be lying if you said you weren’t excited. Not knowing what to expect gave you anxiety, but the realization that you get to see Jaehyun in a three-piece suit made you want to scream. You looked down at your outfit and felt a little like a princess. It was nowhere near your usual attire and you had to give it to Johnny for picking out something this flattering for you. You did a little spin and chuckled.  

A few minutes later, Jaehyun showed up and you were whisked away. During the car ride you would steal glances at him and saw him do the same. You were at a red light when you caught each other in the act, which caused you to laugh at your silliness.

“So, if you plan on only being there for an hour, why bring me?” You asked curious.

“Honestly, I wasn’t going to ask you. But the guys made a good point, that it would be rude not to invite my girlfriend and have other girls ‘fight over me the whole evening’. They said they’re tired of seeing that.” Jaehyun confessed without a thought. There was silence from your end of the car. He pulled up to another red light and turned to you.

“Girlfriend?” You said wide-eyed. You saw his face shift into panic mode.

“Shit I meant to say that in a more romantic setting.”

A stupid smile broke across your face. “No actually that was perfect.”

“Pretend you didn’t hear that and let me try again later.” He pleaded.

“Absolutely not.” You had to stop yourself from dying of laughter. The two of you debated over the semantics of a perfect confession until you reached the venue. Looking up at the five-star hotel you felt your anxiety rise again. You started biting on your bottom lip when you felt Jaehyun bring your face near his.

“You know you have a very dangerous nervous twitch.” You shuddered as his breath fanned your face. He glanced down at your bottom lip and placed a kiss on it as if apologizing for your abuse. “You don’t need to worry; I’ll be right by you the whole time.” He said before leaning in for a real kiss. This one was different than the rest, it was softer and warmer. It had a magical effect of putting your heart to rest. You pulled away when the valet arrived. Jaehyun tossed over his keys and guided you into the building. You were immediately hit with the smell of expensive perfume and cologne. Everything looked obnoxiously wealthy and you inwardly cringed, but put your best smile foreword.

“You have such a wonderful fake smile.” Jaehyun softly commented as he nodded at some random guy.

“Thanks. I hate everything right now.” You smiled at him. He snickered as he introduced you to some older man and his wife. You were polite and commented on how beautiful she was, and she immediately took a liking to you. Jaehyun pulled you around meeting people while introducing you as his girlfriend. Every time he said it your smile turned less and less fake.

After a few minutes your face started to hurt, and you were looking for a way out of meeting another round of rich people. Looking around, you spotted Jaehyun’s friends talking amongst themselves over champagne. You pulled on Jaehyun’s sleeve and nodded in their direction.

“You go. I’ll be there in a minute.” He whispered. You nodded and excused yourself.

“Damn I did a good job.” Johnny praised when you walked up, resulting in a smack on the arm by Taeyong.

“You look beautiful Y/n.” Taeyong commented. You let them know just how much you hated being there and they related with the feeling. Sicheng got you a glass and Taeil laughed at your disgusted face after you drank some.

Jaehyun approached and eyed you and the glass of champagne.

“I don’t see the hype.” You handed him the glass. They began to talk business and you tuned out. Jaehyun’s arm snaked around your waist and you copied the action. You looked up and smiled at him and heard Doyoung cooed.

“You just missed the cutest smile.” He nagged while hitting Jaehyun’s free arm.

“Jaehyun is that you?” A whiny female voice entered. Everyone’s head turned to the noise. You saw everyone excluding Jaehyun roll their eyes and looked yourself. It was a woman about the same age as the rest who was by all accounts stunning, but was wearing too much makeup and not enough clothes. She walked up and pulled him into a hug. Jaehyun, being ever the gentleman, pulled his arm from around you and hugged her back.

“Kate. How are you?” He smiled.

“I'm doing wonderful, so sweet of you to ask.” You saw Yuta fake gag. They talked for a minute before you were introduced.

“This is my girlfriend Y/n. Y/n this is Kate; her company has worked with mine in the past.” You put back on your fake smile, holding out your hand. She shook it as if it was contaminated, but your smile didn’t waiver. You could tell she didn’t like you which was fine since the feeling was mutual. She very clearly flirted with Jaehyun a bit more until he and the others were called over by one of the older men you were talking to earlier.

Awkward wasn’t the right word for the situation, but it was the one that fit it best. The two of you stood in silence as her acrylic nails tapped on the table.

“You’re a bit young aren’t you.” She stated. You had to suppress an eye roll. You nodded and told her that you were a college student. She then spent the next few minutes lowkey insulting you while masking it as older sister advice.

“Listen love, because I like you, I’ll let you in on a little secret. Guys who go after younger girls like yourself only want one thing.” She twirled your hair between her fingers.

Thoroughly done with her basic jealous attitude, you pulled yourself away from her.

“God your insults are as bland as your dress.” You sighed. “That may be true for some people, but I doubt he would put in the effort of bring me here, would he?” You smirked. “Desperation isn’t a cute look on anyone, love.” You smiled as you walked away. You turned to find Jaehyun’s friends close by with surprise faces.

“We were ready to tear that bitch a new one, but you got it.” Yuta said in awe.

“That’s it. You’re officially my child.” Doyoung was almost in tears.

“Where’s Jaehyun? We’re reaching two hours and I want to go.” You groaned. Taeil and Sicheng volunteered to hunt him down while Doyoung and Taeyong gave you a speech on the perks of being their collective child.

The minute you entered Jaehyun’s place you threw off your heels.

“I'm really sorry about tonight.” Jaehyun said picking the shoes up and putting them on a rack.

“Don’t apologize. I got two cool dads out of it.” You laughed laying down on the couch. “While I adore this dress Johnny got me, I would love nothing more than to get out of it.” You confessed innocently. It took you a second to realize the weight of your word. Leaning up, you saw how red Jaehyun went and a blush worked its way across your face.

“I know what you meant. I’ll get you something to change into.” He said quickly before disappearing down the hall. You face planted into the cushions and screamed until he came back. He handed you an oversized hoodie with a pair of shorts and told you that you could use his room to change in.

Walking down the corridor you noticed how oddly quiet everything was. Not having Hyunjin screaming and laughing about was an empty feeling. It was as if the house lost a bit of it color. You shook off the feeling and entered Jaehyun’s room.

You instantly fell in love. It was a soft cream-colored room with huge glass windows spread across the furthest wall with a patio attached. You looked around at all the plants and hanging baskets that decorated the room. There were three large bookcases with books and photos on them. The bed was the size of three of yours put together and was paired with a white duvet. The room was exactly what you expected to be, but you couldn’t help but be amazed at how simply beautiful it was.

Deciding that you imposed enough, you changed into the clothes and was faced with a problem. The hoodie basically swallowed you whole and reached beyond the shorts. Shrugging, you went about finding Jaehyun in the living room.

“I look like a child.” You flapped the remaining length of the sleeves for emphasis and saw the tell-tale sign of red spread on Jaehyun’s ears. He bit back a smile and held his hand out, beckoning you to come. You traveled across the room and planted yourself on his lap.

“You did this on purpose.” You accused.

“Absolutely, you look adorable.” He confessed.

The night went along like your usual ones. It was your turn to pick a movie and of course you picked The Conjuring 2. About a quarter into the film, you felt Jaehyun pull you against him.

“Is this you distracting yourself from the movie like a scaredy cat?” You asked as he feathered kisses on your face.

“No.” He lied, pulling the blanket over your heads. Giving up on watching the movie, you turned to your boyfriend laughing that his boldness.

Now you had no intentions of staying the night. So, when you woke up warm with arms wrapped around you, you knew you fucked up. You looked up at Jaehyun sleeping figure and allowed yourself a few seconds the bask at how peaceful he looked. You gently brought his watch up and glanced at the time.

“Holy shit!” You screamed as you threw the covers off. Jaehyun’s eyes flew opened and he groaned. “It’s almost 9.” You shook him up. He stared at you for a solid minute before panicking as well.

“Fuck.” He hissed throwing the cover off himself. You were both incredibly late for your respective responsibilities. Which wouldn’t be a problem for you if you hadn’t skipped the day before. Fumbling around, you got ready in five minutes flat. On the car ride to campus you stole Jaehyun’s laptop and submitted a half-ass assignment that was due at the end of class while he called Johnny telling him that he’ll be late to their meeting. Breaking a few traffic laws, you made it to your lecture in time to sign the attendance roster.

“You look like shit.” Haechan and Lucas side eyed you as you slid into your seat.

“Shut up.”

After class was over Lucas offered to dive you back to your apartment to shower and change before your afternoon classes. You hugged the giant and told him how much you loved him.

“So…”

“I didn’t have sex.” You said bluntly as he followed you up the stairs. Kun, who was hanging out in the living room, looked you up and down. A look of skepticism painted on his face.

“Did you-” He began.

“No.” You walked past him and into the bathroom.

“Ten owns me $20.”

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Need Your Loving Tonight Ch. 10

Summary: In celebration of Queen signing to Trident Records, you decide to take them out for the evening.

Note: Hi everyone! I hope you all enjoy this chapter! I’m back at school now but I’m going to try and keep my uploads regular. This photo is one that I found on google. I do not own any rights to it. If you want to be added to the taglist send me a message or an ask and I’ll add you!  

Warnings: Language, slight sexual content

Pairing: Roger Taylor x Reader, John Deacon x Reader

Words: 3.4k+

  November 4, 1972

 By the time October and November rolled around, the boys had amassed a large collection of unrecorded songs. While they had a handful that they managed to record a few months back, they knew that they couldn’t be a proper band without a full-fledged album. So, through a mass of phone calls and encouragement from you, Queen finally signed onto Trident Records. They were reluctant at first, but you managed to help convince them after a while. And in order to celebrate such a big achievement in their music career, offered to take them all out one night.

 “Ok, just remember that we’re having dinner first and then we’re going out to some new dance club. Please make sure Roger dresses appropriately,” you whined into the phone before hearing a small chuckle from the receiver. “Don’t laugh, you know he likes to parade around in some strange outfits,” you were met with another light giggle. 

 “Alright, love. I’ll make sure Roger is dressed to the nines for dinner.”

 “Well it’s not that fancy. Just no jeans or weird hats, you know?” you were well aware of Roger’s unique style and the last thing you wanted was for him to show up under dressed and not be allowed in the restaurant.

 “Got it. No jeans. No weird hats. I’ll tell him, even though he probably won’t listen to me,” a light chuckle followed his words.

 “I’ve got to start getting ready, but I really appreciate it. Thank you so much,” the words fluttered from your lips as you stood up from your seat on the couch.

 “Anytime, Y/n. I’ll see you tonight.”

“I look forward to it. Bye Johnny,” your heart fluttered as you hung up the phone. Even though the two of you nearly kissed back in January, neither of you ever fully addressed it. And while your relationship with John definitely changed as a result, no other moments of revelation or direct intimacy occurred afterwards between you two. But that didn’t stop the sheer number of butterflies that filled your gut whenever he entered the room or spoke to you. Something about him drew you in more and more with each call, conversation, or glance. This feeling was unlike any other you’d ever experienced before, even your feelings for Roger felt very different from this. After hanging up the phone, you walked into your bedroom only to find Sally sitting at the foot of your bed.

 “Hi,” she spoke with a wide, mischievous smile and you could tell that she was acting strange for a reason.

 “What did you do and what are you so smiley about?” you inched closer to the bed, catching a glimpse of fabric sprawled out behind her.

 “Well, I know that you’re taking the boys out tonight to celebrate tonight, and I thought I’d get you a little something to wear,” she pulled the mass of fabric out from behind her, revealing a beautiful maroon velvet dress.

 “Oh my god, it’s amazing but you didn’t not need to buy this for me. I have plenty of other dresses that I can wear to dinner tonight,” your hands went up to stroke the smooth fabric as the words flooded from your lips. 

 “Yeah, I know but this dress is guaranteed to get you laid,” Sally quirked an eyebrow at you to gauge your reaction.

 “Sally! I get plenty of action that you very much. And it is definitely not ok to sleep with one of my best friends,” you rushed out as your cheeks turned a light shade of pink.

 “Oh please, we both know that the last time you shagged anyone was three months ago and that guy was a prick. And don’t try to lie and say that you wouldn’t sleep with John if you got the chance. Plus, you can’t use that as defense when you’ve already slept with of your best friends. Roger, remember?” Sally narrowed her eyes as she continued speaking.

 “John is completely different though. I wouldn’t want it to just be sex with him. I want something more,” you flopped down on the bed next to Sally and she placed the dress on your lap. 

 “Well, one step to getting ‘something more’ is to go to dinner tonight and look hot as fuck,” Sally stood up from your bed and closed your bedroom door behind her. You got up and managed to slide the dress on before admiring it in the mirror. The fabric clung to your skin in all the right places, and the low-cut neckline just made you love it even more. It was the perfect mixture between classy and sexy, and you loved it. You pinned a few pieces of hair back, leaving your hair in a half-up half-down style that suited you very well. Sally stood in the kitchen making a cup of tea as you walked out of your room. 

 “Holy shit, I’m amazing,” Sally spoke as she looked you up and down. “I mean, I really am. I have great taste,” you gave Sally a playful smack on the shoulder before settling on the other side of the counter to face her. 

 “This is all too much, right? The hair, the makeup, the dress. It’s just way too much for a simple celebratory dinner,” you felt nervous just thinking about going out with the boys in this outfit.

 “Stop. Right now, stop it. You look incredible and I can guarantee that the guys will think so too. So, go get your ass out of here and go meet up with them,” Sally pushed you towards the door.

 “Ok, fine,” you shrugged on your fur coat and grabbed your purse from the table by the door before turning back to look at Sally. “Thank you for the dress. I love you,” you opened the door and began to step outside.

 “Yeah, yeah. I love you too, now get out,” Sally gave you a smile as you shut the door and headed for the stairs. You waited in the lobby for a few minutes before a car pulled up in front of the building. Brushing past the building doors into the brisk air, the car door opened, revealing John sitting in the backseat.

 “Brian pulled the short straw and is stuck as the designated driver for the evening. And Freddie called the front seat, so I guess you’re stuck back here with me,” John made room for you as you slid onto the seat next to him. 

 “I suppose it could be worse,” you chuckled as Brian began to drive in the direction of Roger’s apartment.   

 “You look really beautiful,” your cheeks flushed as John leaned over and spoke in your ear. “Not that you don’t always look beautiful. I just mean that you look beautiful on top of how beautiful you normally look,” John turned red as he rambled on, and you let out a small giggle.

 “I understand, John,” his shoulders visibly loosened as the words left your lips. “And thank you. You look pretty handsome yourself.” The car came to a sudden stop and you felt a rush of cold fill the car as Roger flung the door open. You squeezed yourself over to the middle seat of the back row, making room for Roger to fit. 

 “Thanks, love,” Roger croaked out as he sunk into the car’s cloth seat. His fur coat brushed against yours and you reached over to smooth down the material. “Oh, look at that, we match,” you nodded and faced your attention forward. “You pull it off much better than me though. And that dress is rather lovely,” Roger’s words were loud enough to be heard by everyone, but no one seemed to be paying attention. No one except you and John.

 “Thank you, Roger,” you flashed him a small smile before turning back to John. The car ride to the restaurant was filled with music from the radio, Brian and Freddie loudly discussing what songs should be recorded first, and you and John talking about everything and nothing. That was how most of your conversations with John typically went. They flowed so easily as you went from topic to topic. You felt so at ease around him and it was unlike anything you’d ever known before.   

 “Alright, we’re here,” Brian called out from the front seat as he pulled into a parking spot. All five of you piled out of the car, walking in the direction of the main entrance. Brian opened the door for you all as you walked inside. The hostess began gathering menus for you as the group’s table was being prepared.

 “This place looks very nice, Y/n. Well done,” Freddie gave your hand a little squeeze before the hostess led you all back to your table. The table was located in the back of the restaurant, away from the crowded front. It was much quieter and more intimate than the rest of the restaurant. You sat in between Roger and John around the round table, looking over the menu in your hand. The waiter brought a round of drinks before taking everyone’s order and walking away. 

 “A toast,” you raised your glass, catching the attention of the others. “To a record deal and proper management, but more importantly, to the future of Queen,” the boys followed suit and raised their own glasses. 

 “To Queen,” they all spoke before sipping at their drinks. The boys began to gush about new music and recording in a decent studio. The food came out and everyone began to dig in, savoring the delicious food.

 “You really don’t have to pay for all of us, Y/n,” John said lowly after everyone finished eating and the bill was brought to the table. The rest of the boys chimed in, agreeing with John as they pulled out their wallets. 

 “No, no. I invited you all out tonight. This is a celebration for all of you. All I ask is that you don’t forget me when your famous,” you scanned everyone’s face as they chuckled at your words. After laying out enough money for the meal on the table, the five of you all got up to leave. John’s arm looped into yours, directing you towards the exit as a smile graced your lips. 

 Roger walked behind you, noticing the closeness you and John displayed. His heart ached as his eyes trailed down to your interwoven arms. He hated, absolutely hated the way it made him feel. But the worst thing that Roger felt as he watched you grow closer with John over the months was the feeling of helplessness. He knew in his heart that there was nothing he could do to stop you from falling for John. Maybe he could have a few years ago if he had just toughened up and made a move, but no. Instead he chose to be selfish and dumb. He let you, the best thing that ever happened to him, slip away and fall into the arms of his close friend. Roger tried to move on, to let you be happy with who you wanted to be with. To let you choose your own path. But an underlying sensation of jealousy always got in the way. And he knew that as much as he acted like he was over you; Roger would never be able to move on from the way you made him feel. There was only one girl for Roger, he just realized it too late.  

 The drive to the club was short and energetic as you all prepared yourselves for such an animated environment. Freddie was especially excited to relive the energy and passion that flowed through him at nightclubs. Roger helped you out of the car as you tried to slide across the seat. John followed right behind you and watched as you stepped up onto the curb in front of the entranceway. 

 “Wow,” the words left Roger’s lips as he looked towards the long line of people waiting along the building. “I’d hate to ruin the fun sweetheart, but there’s no way we’re getting in here,” Roger looked at you smugly before you brushed past him and walked straight up to the bouncer. 

 “Hello, my name’s Y/n L/n. I should be on the list with four guests,” you pulled your purse further up your arm as the bouncer glanced down at the list in front of him. After a few seconds of flipping through the pages, he pointed at a name on the list in his hands.

“There you are, come on in,” the bouncer opened the velvet rope to the entrance, and you turned back to look at the boys. Roger looked completely dumbfounded as the other three smirked and followed you inside. With deflated shoulders, Roger walked in behind you and immediately stopped, eyeing the sea of people and flashing lights that filled the room. You led them over to a reserved VIP area that was roped off from the rest of the club. After sitting down and ordering a few drinks, Roger came up beside you.

 “How did you… the club… the VIP… how?” he stumbled over his words, clearly impressed but also overwhelmed by the fact that you managed to get into to an exclusive club so easily.

 “I never reveal my secrets, Rog,” you crossed your legs as a waiter handed you your drink. Roger sulked away, pulling his coat off and laying it on the sofa. 

 “You’re not going to tell him that your coworker’s brother owns this place?” Brain scooted closer to you with a glass of water in his hand.

 “Where’s the fun in that?” Brian snorted at you before taking a sip from his glass. You eyed all of them, sitting lamely in a circle around the VIP area. “Alright,” you stood up, slapping your hands against your knees. “This is a club. A place to let loose, enjoy yourself, and have fun. But you four are just sitting around like a bunch of losers. So come on, we’re all going dancing,” you ripped the coat off your shoulders before downing your drink, grabbing Brain’s hand and moving towards the dancefloor. The music blared from the overhead speakers, but you could still hear everything that Brian said. 

 “You know, I’m a much better dancer when I’m drunk,” Brian drifted back and forth to the beat of the music, trying to match the pace of your energetic dancing.

 “Oh, live a little, Bri,” your body moved so fluently, feeling every beat from the music overhead. Freddie and John worked their way through the crowd, meeting your dance moves and reciprocating with some of their own. 

 “Wow look at our little Johnny boy. He can really dance,” Freddie called out over the music, admiring Deaky’s cute little head bobs and spins as he moved towards you. John chuckled at Freddie’s comment and continued to dance. Roger reluctantly moved onto the dancefloor, despite the fact that he wasn’t much of a dancer. He usually went to clubs just to meet women and the only reason he agreed to come out tonight was because of you. A frown adorned Roger’s face as he pushed through the bodies of the club goers, trying to find his bandmates and you. And then something stopped him.

 He saw you. Roger was mesmerized by the way you remained perfectly on beat and how you let the music flow through you. The flashing lights above illuminated the shine of your skin and the curves of your figure. It was like everything stopped except for you and the music. The scene before him brought him back to the few times that he caught you playing on his drum set during practice. You were so enveloped by the music, and somehow, Roger never felt closer to you. He broke from his thoughts and began to stumble over to where everyone else was. 

 “Ah, Roger. So nice of you to finally join us,” Brian quipped, still swaying back and forth to the rhythm.

 “Just got a little lost in the crowd,” Roger mumbled, his eyes looking you up and down as you danced. The songs played on throughout the night and everyone’s dancing, except for Brian, got sloppier with the more drinks that were consumed. Eventually, everything had kind of died down, so Freddie, Brian, and Roger went back to the VIP area to take a break. You and John continued dancing in the crowd, but Roger’s gaze never strayed far from you. He almost managed to lose himself in Freddie and Brian’s conversation, but then the song changed pulling him out of it. Roger recognized the tune but couldn’t quite place the name. But the title of the song definitely wasn’t Roger’s main concern at the moment. What drew Roger in was the fact that the song was slower and more sensual than any of the other songs played at the club tonight. Roger’s eyes darted to you and Deaky as the two of you moved closer together.

 The music played loudly from up above and it was hard not to lose yourself within it. You and John gravitated towards each other, letting the surrounding bodies push you closer and closer as you danced. The waves in his hair bounced whenever he did, making you giggle slightly. John noticed and then proceeded to lock eyes with you.

 “What’s so funny, love?” he leaned in as he spoke, but his eyes never faltering from yours. It almost felt like a tether was pulling you towards him with each passing second. Instead of answering John’s question, you let your body fall into his. Your back pressed against his chest as your hips swayed to the beat. John’s movements matched yours while his hands gently snaked around your waist. You could feel his slightly toned chest rub against your bare shoulders. Your ass brushed against his crotch, igniting the way that you craved for more of his touch. The song continued bumping in the background as every thought in your head was emptied and then refilled with John.

 Eventually he flipped you around, your chest pressed flush against him as you both kept on swaying. Your arms circled around his neck as John’s fell right above your bum. You wished, hoped he would move his hands lower. 

 “John,” you whispered, almost out of breath at the feeling that consumed you. The desire, the intimacy, the want for more. “I really...” but you were cut off by the feeling of John’s lips ghosting over yours. His hands moved that extra distance down to your ass and a wave of relief washed over you at the sensation. The two of you began to lean back in, only to be ripped apart by and unwanted grasp.

 “Come on,” Roger let go of your arm after pulling you away and handed you your coat. Brian and Freddie rushed up behind him, struggling to put on their own jackets. You and John stood in place, completely confused as Brian gave you a sympathetic look. “This club is lame, we should all leave,” Roger started marching towards the door and you struggled to put on your coat while everyone followed behind him. Freddie handed John the jacket that he left in the VIP area as you all exited the club. Brian unlocked the car doors and Roger got in first, taking the seat in the middle of the backseat. You shot John a disappointed look, but he seemed far too embarrassed to even look up from the ground. John got in on the left and you took the right before Brian started the engine and began to drive away.

 Roger’s fingers angrily tapped against his leg throughout the entire car ride and it felt as though it would never end. Everyone remained silent and the only noise that filled the car was the light sounds of the radio. In order to distract yourselves from the amassing tension, everyone seemed to be hyper focused in on the music from the radio. It wasn’t until you heard the familiar first few notes that you realized the song from the club had begun to play on the radio. The whole car froze, avoiding any resemblance of recognition of the song. Roger, who you thought was going to start shaking with rage, leaned up over the center console and turned the radio off, leaving the car to once again fill with silence.

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[jaehyunsfashionevaluation]

Hello! Could you please describe what it was like to see the boys in person? But mostly, how did you feel about them? Their personas and voices and everything else? I would appreciate if you could share it with us 🥰 thank you already!

Of course I can, I would love to!!

Taeil: the man, the myth the legend, the entire neo City Tour starts with Taeil bc hes the first guy to walk out to the robotic voice and in my opinion he eludes so much power when he’s walking out, his voice??? The definition vocal powerhouse has Taeils name under, his voice is so steady even when they’re dancing so fast, during the slower songs you can really tell that Taeil only has one purpose and one purpose only and that’s his voice, he has so many octaves to his voice it’s truly amazing, kinda gets you emotional in a way...

Taeyong: HDSKKSKS SCREAM the man was born to be a star, I now know when everyone says Taeyong is more beautiful in person because it’s 110% true. He got really close to the end stage where we were so I got a good look at him and I literally had to stop screaming and just admire him and his skin??? His hair??? His visuals?? He’s literally a real life porcelain doll. His rapping truly amazes me and I think people don’t talk about it enough, he gives his all during concerts, he engages with the fans + his dancing?? 💯💯💯💯💯 he has lots of energy on stage even when he’s exhausted truly born to be a performer.

Johnny: the man is BIG. He’s so tall and we were on johnnys side so we saw him a lot. My first impression was woah he looks better in person, his dance ??? Kinda makes me feel greasy in a good way if you know what I mean?? He got really shy bc at our concert everyone started chanting Johnny! Johnny! johnny! It’s what he deserves, as we all know sm plays him dirty and he doesn’t have much lines but when he does, HE KILLLLS it. Overall, I’d say Johnny seems very friendly and truly a nice and positive leading force in NCT bc all the members respect him and that’s also seen during concerts. Plus he’s really smiley 😊

Yuta: it’s true when people say yuta has a healing smile, that guy flashed a smile the first time and I was like woah. His voice is very controlled, and when he’s in the zone he’s in the zone, he’s looks about the same on camera and off camera, he really notices if you’re a yuta stan bc he almost interacted with everyone that he could see holding anything yuta it was hilarious bc we had some yuta Stans by us and they lost their shit when that happened, his voice kinda sounds different in real life but in a good way, very calming.

Doyoung: when I tell you doyoung is more beautiful in real life????? His cheek bones??? Wow. Hand sculpted by Greek Gods. His voice???? During timeless, he got really into the song. Doyoung is truly a vocalist. To me, he looks skinner in real life, also really long legs, whenever he hits his high notes boy.... I felt Jesus. Very intimidating eyes but soft whenever he wants to make them

Jaehyun: .... well jaehyun is another case of more beautiful in real life. His dimples are so deep if you had nose bleeds seats you probably could still see them, to me I think jaehyun loves hearing people hype him bc whenever they weren’t singing and even sometimes when they were singing he had his in ears OUT. He wants to hear the crowd, and his dancing is better than expected I always knew jaehyun was a good dancer but seeing it with my own eyes truly was an experience I’ll never forget. I think, if you’re dancing and singing along that will make him notice you more, his singing is also very controlled, I cried during timeless bc his voice is so beautiful like truly one of the most beautiful baritones. He has very small waist, flat butt 😜but all the goods went to his cheeks hahaha, he looks like a little puppy on stage whenever he gets hyped his hair is floofing everywhere his dimples protruding he just has so much energy. (we had a moment during the signed balls but my stupid hand couldn’t do the job properly and it bounced off my palm CRIES)

Jungwoo: Jungwoo has such a scary stage presence. On stage jungwoo from my experience isn’t light and fluffy, on stage jungwoo is a boss ass bitch and he didn’t come to play. He stares at you till your soul is on fire. His voice sounds exactly like it does on camera and through the screen, his torso and his legs.... HHHHHHHHHH his dancing is so smooth, if you didn’t know you’d think he was in 127 since the beginning, overall very playful, bright and has lots of energy. Knows how to get a crowd going!!! Whenever he messes with his hair oh man oh man I saw God for 2 seconds I swear.

Mark: MARK LEE WAS BORN TO BE A RAPPER. Marks a lot bigger and muscular in person, also loves getting hyped, he comes really close to the stage to look at the fans and it’s... a lot to handle. His rapping is smooth, thorough, and POWERFUL. He’s spitting lines like no tomorrow, half the time I was wondering if he was breathing at all. Dancing is also amazing. I would say mark is more handsome in real life. Taller than on screen too! His speaking voice??? He’s a modern day Morgan freeman I just really love mark’s voice and his tone. He’s a little weird ngl but we all knew that 😆

Haechan: HAECHAN IS A GLOWING SUN BOY HIS SKIN IS LITERALLY PERFECT HIS VOICE SOUNDS SHARPER IN PERSON. This is just my personal opinion but haechan has got to be one of the best dancers in nct 127 he was BORN TO BE. You could never tell that he was out for what 5 months for a leg injury. Every move was executed so powerfully yet gracefully. Haechan likes to flirt with the members on stage him and TAEIL during baby DONT like it?? 🥴🥴🥴 his dance during Baby DONT like it??? 😳 also is very engaging with the crowd if I remember correctly he grabbed some things from fans and put them on his body, he’s funny and so so cute!!

#i hope this answered your question sorry this was so long!!!! #nct 127 #friends💖 #if anyone else saw them... please comment under lets share experiences!!

[rareaamerican]

the story :

† full name : john theodore davis

† nickname : johnny, teddy, ted, johnny boy, smiley, even the occasional davy.

† date of birth : the fourth of july

† time of birth : the bright start of the day time, her biggest baby and her seventh one, his poor mom had been in labor for five days before the birth

† place of birth : brooklyn, new york

† hometown : brooklyn, new york

† ethnicity : irish and scottish, but only a little.

† appearance : all american. a head of curly blond hair, a winning smile, dimples, tan skin and bright eyes. very muscular & a little bit rough sometimes because of how large he is

† fashion sense : sticks to the basics, and works them well. barrel chested and broad shouldered, he never looks bad in anything

† accent : brooklyn accent with the slightest hint of irish

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† personality : a big, stupid, so insanely charming puppy dog. tries to be sunny because of how bad his childhood was. his insecurities are all academic, but he’s street smart. he’s strong and unwavering, loyal to a fault. when he falls in love, he falls hard enough for it to kill him.

† strengths : boxing, baseball, football, singing, woodwork, he’s a good learner, can bake, can put together a car engine in one hour flat. listening, he’s a good listener. goos long term memory. firm believer of ‘pain is temporary success is forever’

† weaknesses : extremely dyslexic. spelling. partially color blind, red/green. asthmatic and has an attack when he gets excited, runs for too long or gets nervous. bad short term memory. sustained a head injury now he periodically has seizures.

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† family :

seven siblings, the first died in the war, the 2nd and third died in factory accidents. the rest are sisters who are still alive. a father who beat him like a dog and a mother who stayed in the background.

† biography :

the baby of the family who was born smiling, a fourth generation irish immigrant, this beautiful baby boy who everyone would mutter about how handsome he is, even when he was just a tot. absolute angel, lovely all around. he went to all of primary school, but when the great depression hit, he worked threading bobbins with his sisters and when he turned thirteen, started working the assembly line with his three older brothers and father. his oldest brother enlisted in ww1 and a horrific factory accident took his second older brother, blood had spattered thirteen year old johnnys face, he watched as his brothers body was torn to shreds by the machinery. two months later, his last older brother was took similarly. while he worked all day he was also training to box, and when he was 13 he also sustained the head injury that causes his seizures when he lost his first match.

the next few years he worked until nightfall and boxed every night, he got very good very quickly to gain his fathers approval. it all came to an ugly end when the draft came around. this resulted in a house wide fight and johnny leaving home two days before his eighteenth. he took the cheapest flight to France and is currently looking for a place to live.

† secrets : he’s running from the draft in america. with his seizures and asthma, and the fact that his brother died in the war makes him even more anxious to go. that fact that his dad is the reason he has seizures and how badly he was beat. bisexuality of course.

† likes : baked goods, boxing, mechanics, swimming, brunettes, being cuddled, dancing, working out, cars, being complimented, laying out in the sun, being read to, candles.

† possessions : a cross he wears around his neck, some clothes he packed, his brothers class ring.

† sexual orientation : mildly closeted bisexual

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