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thank you!! ive been thinking about sci-fi concepts so here’s some mini aus for nct u!! because i miss ‘em ;;note: the ideas here are my original creation, but if you would like to use them feel free to do so with proper credit
Taeyong
a bio-hacker, mainly interested in uncovering governmental projects about the rumor of genetically modified human
never leave his house,,,,,,,,like ever
trusts only one person, a disgruntled civil servant by the name of doyoung who sometimes leaks him info but is also responsible for keeping taeyong alive,,,,,,,
he has a paranoia about eating anything that isn’t,,,,,like,,,,organically grown because he’s sure gmo food brainwashes you
doyoung: it’s just an apple taeyong
taeyong: an apple,,,,that could kill you
doyoung: you need to go outside
and,,,,,well taeyong’s hacking all leads up to the faithful day of doyoung hurriedly pushing open his door - ignoring taeyong whose eyes are wide with concern
as he lays you down on the sheets of taeyong’s untouched bed (he spends most of his days crouched in front of his laptop - sleeps there too)
“who is this??? why are they here???”
taeyong begins, doyoung hushes him - then points to the barcode on your neck
“they escaped from a lab, i found them wandering in the parking lot and got to them before the guards could.”
taeyong’s anxiety flushes from his face, now it’s excitement - curiosity as he looms over you,,,,,looking closely at the barcode
he mumbles the number, runs back to his computer to see if it matches anything in his notes
“god, i don’t know if they’re ok,,,,,they just fell asleep while i was getting them back here - what are they,,,,,,”
“they’re a human test subject.”
taeyong answers, looking at his bright screen that makes doyoung’s eyes water
“i cross checked the number with what access i have to a couple database and see - “
he taps the portrait of you on the screen, the number written in the profile beside it
“human test subject, scheduled for injections on thursday,,,,,goal is to create a body immune to exposure -”
doyoung’s jaw drops, “holy hell are they trying to turn a human cold blooded?”
taeyong gets up, comes closer to you - still out of it and he apologizes to what seems like the dense air in his small apartment and then touches your skin
“cold.”
doyoung has to leave, being away from work for too long is suspicious and taeyong is left with you
he keeps a distance, but goes to work on opening encrypted files around your case
finally, you come to - sitting up slowly to see that you’re not in your lab - you’re in a dark, small room
a boy, with combed back green hair sits in the corner beside a flashing screen, when he turns to you his handsome, but deeply dark eyes settle on you
“should i call you by your name or by your number?”
is his first questions and you blink,,,,for a moment you silently stare back at him
“number, don’t remember,,,,,,,,,,my name”
tayong feels something surge inside his chest - something he hasn’t felt in a long time,,,,,,an anger,,,,,but not the usual anger,,,,an anger with an almost protective tone underlining it
because for the first time he’s not speculating, snooping through things on the internet
his proof is right in front of him - your tattered grey hospital gown, your barcode, your voice that shakes in instinctive fear
he feels it almost slip from his lips, the number on your skin, but he only pulls up your profile again and shows it t oyou
says your name,,,,waits for you to repeat it
“remember it, ill make sure you never get called by a number again.”
Taeil [tw: body mod]
an aloof professor of alien languages, he never shows his face and wears a mask that always covers his nose and mouth
when he teaches, he has a microphone in the mask which allows him to not take it off
everyone loooooooves making rumors up about what he’s hiding - most people think it’s a mutation or some kind of battle scar
but taeil never let’s anyone near enough to know
and when people, even other professors, ask him about it he just laughs into the microphone and goes “you know, i don’t know. but what i do know is it’s super hard to drink coffee like this.”
his office is so messy,,,,and he has all these weird trinkets from alien planets and photos of him in worlds that look nothing like yours
and you,,,,,,have a total crush on him
but as the university’s nurse you barely ever see him - unless he drops by for pain killers or has to come by to sign a student’s late note
but there is something so!!!! fascinating about him, because despite only seeing his eyes
which always seem sleepy and non-alert,,,,,,,he’s so freaking smart
he speaks so many languages, communicating with alien students and administration - he knows heaps about the history of other planets and has stories from the far end of the galaxy every which way
when you see him, you clutch your notepad to your chest - hearts probably floating above your head
everyone knows about your crush
everyone, but taeil
who one afternoon comes strolling into the nurses office
you’re the only one on duty and seeing his lean figure, a long jacket thrown over his shoulders making him look more like a scientist than an alien linguist
he walks right up to the bed and you’re about to ask if something is wrong, when he lets out a loud loud cough
and falls face first onto the bed
you run over, asking in shock if he’s ok - if he can respond
turning his head slowly, taeil’s eyes look at you - empty
and then he pulls at his mask, slipping it off his face to reveal his nose and mouth
perfectly human,,,,perfectly handsome
and then he opens his mouth and his tongue - well,,,,tongues,,,,two of them are obviously infected with something
you run over to your cupboard, searching for anything that you’ve used for those kind of infections before finding what you need
taeil sits up, watching your frantic search
and when you return, pills in your hand and water in another
taeil smiles slightly, takes them and then reaches to feel around for his mask
before he puts it on, he stops and sees you still looking at him
“professor moon, maybe you should cancel your classes? infected tongue,,,,tongues make it hard to speak,,,”
he blinks, lazy smile back on his face
“you’re right,,,,,,,,,,,,,are you not scared of it?”
“y-your ,,, tongues?”
he nods, slipping his mask on and you shake your head
“no, not at all. is that why you h,,,hide them?”
taeil shrugs, standing up as your eyes stay glued to his
he reaches out, ruffling your hair as if you’re not an adult too and then he turns to float out of the room
a couple of days later you find a note in the office, in the characteristic mindless scribble of taeil’s writing
“if you would like, i would love to take you out. ill even take off the mask. (i can’t kiss with it on afterall)”
Mark
a really cute and excited vet apprentice,,,,,,,,,,,,for dinosaurs !!!!!
favorite kinda dino??? brachiosaurus - chill, big, eats like 500 pounds of grass all day - mark always jokes that they’re living THE life
“you wanna eat 500 pounds of grass all day?”
mark: no. i wanna eat 500 pounds of ice cream though
he works under xiumin, whose the only dino-veterinarian in their country and who honestly,,,,,,mark idolizes
like most people are frightened to death of dinosaurs if for their huge size or menacing appearance, but xiumin treats them like big puppies
petting their noses and giving them nicknames, mark thinks it’s so cool how easily he gets along with arguably,,,,,,,,,the only species of animal capable of putting an end to humans LOL
mark’s picked up xiumin’s mannerism though, he has a special cute bond with a baby brachiosaurus who he calls “palm” (because he loves eating palm leaves the most,,,,,,,)
all of his friends don’t get how he does his job - he’s like an ant to a dinosaur it could cruSH him
mark actively petting an animal that’s like a hundred times his size “they’re,,,,,,,,,,,cute”
you’re also an intern, but to a researcher who has been studying dinosaur breeding
so you’re always around xiumin and mark,,,,,and when xiumin and your mentor get into conversations - they go on for a while
so you and mark also talk,,,,,,a lot of the time about how hard work is but how fun it is too
mark has told you so many dinosaur facts you can’t keep track and you show him photos you’ve taken of other ones that you and your researcher have come across
and although you work closely around dinosaurs,,,,,you’ve never touched one
which shocks mark when you tell him because he’s like !!! you gotta try it - their skin is so unique and feels really cool
and when your mentors are least looking, he sneaks you away and toward the pen where “palm” is
his mother is grazing nearby, she’s used to mark so she makes no alerted movements when he approaches
palm on the other hand rushes over on his big, stumbly legs and you’re like “he-he’s a baby?!?!?!”
because palm is probably over 25 feet
“he’s still pretty young, check it out!!” mark grins, reaching out as palm leans his long long neck down - till it’s nearly at his feet and just in reach of mark to pet his nose
“c’mon, try it~” you urges
and you don’t realize you’re shaking till your taking a step forward and your arm is out
and you touch the nose of the gigantic creature, only to jump back behind mark because it’s just - it’s just so massive,,,how isn’t he scared?!?!?
mark laughs, but it gets stuck in his throat when he sees xiumin standing in the corner - tapping his foot with an amused look
your mentor is there too,,,,,and you and mark freeze up like preschoolers caught red handed from stealing cookies at lunch
“now what do we have here?”
xiumin asks, but there’s playfulness in his tone - your mentor on the other hand is wagging you over with a finger
“you can’t fool around when we’re here to do research-”
he starts, but xiumin gives him a good clap on the back “let the kids go on a date, everyone knows you bring your crush to see dinosaurs!”
you and mark both redden at the mention of the word date, but neither of you quite makes a noise to protest the idea
a couple of minutes after xiumin distracts your mentor with more conversation, you and mark stand in front of each other avoiding eye contact
“i,,,,,,,are you coming back soon?”
he asks, running his hand over the back of his neck, hiding behind the hem of his safari hat - which,,,,,,,,you think is adorable,,,,,,,even though mark’s like it’s part of the uniform here,,,,
you nod, but also hesitate before asking “we,,,,,if you want,,,,,,,should go on a d-,,,,date?” you pose it as a question and mark look bright cherry red but agrees quickly
“i’d like that!”
before you can say anything, palm makes a noise - almost as if to grab your attention away from each other and you and mark both giggle,,,,,,
but you leave with your mentor, smiling at the number on the page in your notebook signed mark lee ,,, a mini scribble of a dinosaur with a heart around it too
Ten
the prince of a small star planet where the species is closely related to humans in appearance
minus the silver markings on their face which they are born with (different for the royals - ten’s markings are gold)
and the ability to communicate through touch rather than words
so the whole planet,,,,,is pretty quiet
ten ,,,,,,, absolutely hates it - this whole lack of sound, of loud and colorful voices,,,,,,,,, whenever he has the chance he talks with locals and other royals
much to the surprise of others, who reach out on instinct to link hands to transmite words
but ten dances around them, his smile big and wide as he asks them how they’re doing outloud
and all the replies are hushed, whispered because no one is used to talking anymore
you’re visiting the star planet on a student visa,,,,mostly to just take in the beautiful sites
and talking,,,through touch has been pretty odd for you - fascinating - but odd,,,,
and you’re on a tour of the royal palace - completely unaware of the fact that the prince is there too
ten’s just managed to get out of some boring, routine meeting and that’s when he hears it - a voice
you accidentally mumble something to yourself about forgetting your hotel key
and ten - seeing you, alone in the grand ballroom, no markings on your face realizes quiclky that you’re human
and he’s before you in a matter of seconds, shocking you and making you take a step back
as he pulls his arm out to shake yours and smile
his dark eyes bore into yours as he introduces himself through touch, but just from the gold accents on his cheekbones and nose you can tell he’s,,,,royal
“i- i - uh-” you start stuttering, clasping your hand over your mouth because right no talking
but ten let’s your hand go and beams, “please, go on. i love to speak outloud.”
you blink back even more shock, “oh,,,,i just - most others usually prefer talking through touch-”
ten waves a hand in front of him, the robe he’s wearing looks expensive and a bit large on him
“im different, i miss sound, i miss voices, i always love a chance to talk with someone verbally.”
nodding, although you’re not sure why you tell him you’re a student from earth
the two of you continue to stroll around the ballroom, ten’s voice is clear and positive the whole time
and when you show him that your phone can actually play music outloud without headphones or the need to touch it to hear the sound
ten nearly jumps up in joy, saying that he must get a phone like that shipped over from earth
it’s enjoyable,,,ten - unlike other royals on star planets who are secretive and traditional,,,,, seems so open - if not for his markings he could fit in on any human college campus
he also makes you blush,,,,when he asks if all humans are cute like you, in apperance and in voice
after a while, a figure appears in the ballroom - it signals silently to ten who frowns at it
“i must go, my parents are looking for me.” he says and the figure raises an eyebrow at the sound of his voice
you nod, thanking him for taking the time to talk to you
you bow,,,,thinking it’s the only thing to do in a situation with a prince but ten asks you to lift your head
and with a cheerful smile goes “tomorrow, are you free? id like to take you out to see the gardens of our palace. i can send someone to pick you up at your hotel it’ll be a,,,,”
he leans forward, fingers cascading over your wrist
the word transmitted through his touch is; date
Jaehyun
a pretty normal athlete, with average grades and good friends
until one night he wakes up, sweating, feeling woozy after taking a pill that his coach said would help him feel “more energized” for the game,,,,,,
at first, he thinks it’s just a side effect of the pill - but then,,,,in the morning at the track meet he’s in,,,,jaehyun runs at a speed he’s never run before
and when he looks over at the runner beside him, and thinks “trip”, it happens
a struck of coincidence, jaehyun is sure
until,,,,,he does it to every other runner and it happens - they all trip
he’s given his medal, everyone cheers for him but jaehyun feels odd,,,,,,
he locks eyes with his coach and thinks, “say you’re proud of me”, and the couch grins
“im proud of you, jaehyun.”
it takes a week or two of tests, small tests and jaehyun realizes that pill gave him the power to control people - to control their actions - to make them do things
and when you, his long time best friend and crush, come jogging toward him on the quad
jaehyun thinks no - you can’t do anything to them. they trust you. don’t control them
but it’s so hard,,,,when he’s looking at you, the person who he finds most beautiful in the world
and he could just think, “kiss me” and you would - you would
but he forces himself to stop
of course, he can’t hide it for too long. there’s a moment where you and jaehyun are studying and you’re so close your knees are touching and jaehyun sees a classmate of yours approaching
the same classmate whose been in love with you for weeks, and jaehyun can sense it - he’s here to pull you away and ask you out
and jaehyun feels horrible, but silently thinks “forget about it. turn around and go away.”
and the boy does,,,,,,,,you don’t even see him - to absorbed in your notes and jaehyun feels a faint smirk come on, but the guilt washes it away
he decides he needs to tell you - to control himself
so you come over and he closes the door and sighs “im going to do something, it’s going to be crazy - but it’s going to explain a lot.”
you watch him, concerned
“walk toward me.” he says and you do, but jaehyun flashes the word stop in his mind and it’s like your limbs are frozen in place
“wh-what’s going on?!?” you panic and jaehyun releases the thought
“i controlled you. i made you stop.”
jaehyun thinks you might storm out, lash out, but you do none of those things instead your first question is
“have you done it to me before, or was this the first time?”
“the first time.”
you sit down and jaehyun isn’t sure what you’re thinking, he can control your mind but he can’t read your thoughts
you ask him more, about when it started and how and jaehyun feels so relieved that he can share it with someone - with you
and you trust him, evident in the way you put your hand on his without him willing it
and then, when it’s just silent you lean over and press your forehead to his
“hey, think of it as a super power. you can mind control people from falling over banana peels or something.”
he laughs, but he’s happy to feel you close
“ill be here for you. you know i will, ill be here for you always.”
and you press your lips against his, unsure at first, but then with a bit of force
jaehyun is startled, but kisses back
it’s your first kiss, and jaehyun’s power has nothing to do with it. it was your decision.
“just promise you won’t use it on me.” you whisper, “i want all of this o be natural.”
jaehyun promises, and he means it, and he’s so happy he forgets he has the power when you crawl into his lap and kiss him again
Doyoung
as mentioned, doyoung is a civil servant in the government
technically he’s got a ‘clerical’ position, paperwork and scheduling but he is also a part of a secret faction in the government dedicated to keeping files on government experiments and classified personal
that’s how he’s able to leak information to taeyong
other than being rather snappy and strict to people who work with him,,,,doyoung is rather funny, in a sarcastic and dry way that gets him favor with higher-ups
he’s never been one to show his true personality around those he works with because he,,,,hates the government
you could call him a spy,,,a mole,,,whatever - but he’s only in cahoots with taeyong, hoping that finally they can bring to light the disgusting things the people in power are up to
but, on surface level to those his colleagues, he’s the same sweater-vest wearing, tea-without-sugar drinking, handsome in a distant way doyoung
is there an affectionate side to him? a need to be close? yes, but it’s hidden under the cover he’s made for himself
that is until,,,you’re hired as his helper
you’re insanely distracting to doyoung, which annoys him at first because he doesn’t understand why he keeps looking at you - needing to know what you’re up to
maybe it’s because,,,,he’s worried you’ll find out about his secret position, see him slip a file into his bag or whatever
but no,,,,,that isn’t it,,,,,,you trust him wholeheartedly - he can see that in the way your eyes gleam pure up at him
no, it’s something else
“you think they’re cute right? the whole office does.”
someone says at lunch and doyoung feels a shiver run down his spine,,,,,,that’s it - he’s distracted because you’re - ,,,,,, cute?
it’s a theory, that proves to be true because suddenly doyoung is hyper aware of how sweet johnny from IT is to you. how interns haechan and renjun are always helping you carry stacks of paper - or whispering jokes to you during break
he’s also aware of how long it’s been since,,,,he’s liked someone. all of it made worse by how much you seem to look up to him, adore him,,,,
one afternoon doyoung is sent to retrieve a package from the classified files room. when he comes upstairs carrying the box his face is twisted
the box belongs to a case on botched laser testing - most of the victims, young undocumented children
he’s thinking to himself a mile a minute about how cruel the government is, how he should share this with taeyong when he can
when he hears your voice
“what is that? should i help you carry it?”
doyoung’s eyes turn wide, he looks up and you’re at the end of the hall
“oh, no. it’s nothing.” his voice falters and he’s worried you’ll see through him - see the beads of sweat on his forehead
but,,,,as usual,,,,you don’t - you smile at him and it makes doyoung feel like his heart is being ripped
“mr. kim,,,” you never call him doyoung, no one but taeyong and the higher ups do, but he sort of wishes you would
“the government is looking out for us, right? they don’t,,,,,,hurt others to do it,,,,right?”
you look at him and doyoung can hear concern ring in your voice
he strains a smile,,,,he wants to tell you the truth because,,,,he cares about you wants to initate you into his world - have a chance to be with you
but he doesn’t want to hurt you
“of course they don’t.”
he pauses, clears his throat
“from now on, please call me doyoung.”
your face brightens and you nod with a blush on your cheeks, doyoung wishes he could save the image of you in his memory forever
what you don’t know,,,,won’t hurt you
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