#Nct Dream fluf

[jaehyunshorizon]

[NCT] Mark ☆ Home

☆ gn!reader ☆ fluff ☆ 309 words ☆ Staying up late, waiting for him to get home.

It’s already past midnight by the time Mark arrives home. The plane back to Seoul was delayed, and what was supposed to be a romantic “Welcome home” dinner date turned into him texting you his apologies. Of course, you understood him, even if it probably hurt to have the date canceled after all the preparations, but you knew that this wasn’t something he could control.

Mark opens the door to his apartment exhausted and disappointed, going through the motions of putting his luggage and backpack in the doorway, throwing down his jacket and kicking off his shoes absently. He continues his way mechanically to the direction of his room, not really wanting to do anything aside from taking a quick shower and passing out. However, his footsteps stop at the doorstep abruptly.

The lights are still on - he should have noticed earlier - and there’s a figure curled up on his bed. You.

Mark feels his heart fill up with warmth and soar to the sky at the same time. He told you not to wait for him so he assumed that you would have gone home already. But now, there you are, sleeping soundly in his bed, in your pajamas and his hoodie, with your phone still clutched in your hand. You probably fell asleep waiting for him, probably missing him just as much as he missed you.

Finding you extremely sweet, he makes his way to his bed quietly and leans down to see your face. You look comfortable and cozy, nuzzling your cheek into the pillow and taking soft breaths. The longer he watches on, the more he feels overwhelmed by your cuteness and the slight domesticity of the sight, until he reaches a hand up to gently brush a strand of hair behind your ear. Pressing a kiss on your forehead, he whispers softly, "I'm home."

#nct 127 imagines #nct dream imagines #nct 127 drabbles #nct dream drabbles #nct 127 scenarios #nct dream scenarios #nct 127 fluff #nct dream fluf #mark lee #mark imagines #mark scenarios #mark drabbles #mark fluff #mark x reader #this is just something short but i have more things in progress!!

[lowkeychenle]

chapter 5: he SNUCK????

masterlist ← chapter 4: detective y/n on the case 🤓👆🏻 → chapter 6: all the way formal

Description: After Chenle "accidentally" hits the follow button on Twitter, you try to get him to unfollow you by any means necessary, even if he's keen on staying right where he's at.

Pairing: Zhong Chenle x Reader (featuring NCT Mark, Renjun, Jeno, Haechan, Jaemin, & Jisung, aespa Ningning, & aespa Karina)

Genre: suggestive, crack, funny haha stuff idk

Content Warnings: death jokes, kms/kys jokes, simping, slight fan hate lol, suggestive

Note: can you figure out who's who? ;) let me know who you think so far...

Taglist: @poemzcheng @kpophosblog @i6renj @xuimhao @fullsunstrawberry @simpforarmihn @kpophosblog @iscocohere @222brainrot @daegale @leefullsun @annoyingbitch83 @chezziy @multifandomania @fairyjunnie @lotties-readings @odxrilove @ckline35 @mark-geolli @llepia @hamji-hae @haechanielove @sunflowerbebe07 taglist is open! comment to be added :)

+ bonus fan content

#chenle #nct #nct dream #chenle smau #nct smau #nct dream smau #chenle fluff #chenle angst #chenle smut #nct smut #nct fluf #nct angst #nct dream smut #nct dream fluff #nct dream angst

[midday0dreams]

A MEANS TO AN END. 

(phrase): a way of getting or achieving something.

chapter: 1

^im not sure where this is going yet, no triggers warning^

m.list

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This is getting.. weird 

You thought to yourself, laying in your warm bed staring at the celling of the dark room twirling a strand of your hair like a lovestruck teenage.

But it wasn’t love you are feeling, no definitely not

Because you know what love is, you are in love with your boyfriend.. so it must be intrigue,

Yes, you’er just intrigued and nothing else… 

Speaking of your boyfriend, your lovely boyfriend Jeno.

You turn to check on him, 

Met by his exquisite muscular back, exquisite indeed it still a disappointment since he seems to be in a mood today.. his moody days are increasing in frequency for an unknown reason.. but naming Na Jaemin as the culprit in dragging your lover’s mood won’t be a wild guess.

Na Jaemin.. that creep

Lately he’s been invading your thoughts. He’s like water sneaking through your hardest attempts to block him out.

His tall lanky body that seems to always slouch and hang off of surfaces, his shameless stare, he’s such a puzzle.. you cut thschainn of thoughts and reach to your phone to check the time.. it reads 10:11 

Damn it is still early.. 

Usually at the this hour you would be out somewhere enjoying the nightlife with jeno,

You sigh and toss around in the hot sheets, attempting to find a more comfortable spot.the room seems to be only getting warmer by the minute. all thanks to your boyfriend’s strong dislike for air conditioners 

You’er lucky I love you 

You huff and force your eyes to close in search for sleep.

A rude knock rips through the peaceful quietness, startling both you and jeno.

“I’m ordering pizza, do you guys want any?” 

Jaemin muffled voice comes from behind the door, his shadow can be seen fidgeting in nervousness through the door sill.

You look at your boyfriend who is displeased to be awakened.

“no!” He answers in clear annoyance 

“Ah okay” jaemin counters with a hint of disappointment in his voice.

His foot steps fade away as he walks way from your bedroom door..

You kind of forgot he had moved to live with you.

Jeno pulls the sheets and wraps himself in them and goes back to his slumber without a word..

You go back to your lousy attempts to sleep, 

It must have been a long 20 minutes of tossing and turning until another gentler knock announce itself making your already grumpy boyfriend more agitated   

Jeno huffs “what now?” 

“Pizza is here..and umm” jaemin answers

You’er kind of amused, this is way more entertaining than fighting to keep your eyes closed 

“And I thought we can watch a movie” ….”or something” 

The tension hangs in the air for a minute before jeno, finally, looks your way 

“You go!” he kind of orders you “he’s probably bored” he sighs and goes back top laying down 

You don’t mind, as you are bored too.. you jump out of bed and head to the door.

His eyes widens for a second when you opened your bedroom door, like he wasn’t expecting it. 

His dull face lights up as you drag your socks clad feet out and close the door behind you, leaving you grumpy boyfriend to soundly sleep.

The cool air feel refreshing one your skin..oh your skin

Suddenly your self conscious about your attire, or the lack of..

Your skimpy short shorts don’t cover much and the thin cotton t-shirt with no bra underneath it leave little to the imagination.

Although you’er very, very embarrassed.. it’s too late to turn back now.

And besides, jaemin is like a brother to jeno, so technically he’s like a brother to you too.

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[imnameimswrld]

⃘ ֹ ִ 𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐒 ★ ִ a series ꒱

in which I make a moodboard and write some calculated nonsense about my biases as taylor swift songs (my queen) !

status, in session...

❪ kpop masterlist ❫

━━━━━━━━━━❪ 🖤 ❫━━━━━━━━━━

𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍 as ...call it what you want by taylor swift.

stray kids. skz. leader. producer. '97. aussie-korean. my ult / husband. christopher bahng. 3racha. vocalist. rapper. dancer. gnabnahc. don't touch his laptop aka the mother-load. swarovski knows what's up. peak husband material.

𝐕 as ...maroon by taylor swift.

bts. bangtansonyeondan. vocalist. '95. korean. daegu boy. celine's top model. kim taehyung. thv. yeontan's dad. his boxy-smile, ugh. he's served enough, send him home please. visual. actor.

𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐘𝐔 as ...dress by taylor swift.

seventeen. svt. rapper. vocalist. visual. hip-hop unit. kim mingyu. my favourite tall tan boy. vampire. '97. korean. mr bullied by his 12 brothers. his lisp dear lord. cute puppy with the body of a greek god. dior, bvlgari & cartier doing God's work out here. min9yu_k.

𝐉𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐎 as ...gorgeous taylor swift.

blackpink. bp. vocalist. visual. mother. '95. kim jisoo. actress. ceo of blissoo. jisoo turtle-rabbit kim. i am so in love with her goofy ass. sooyaaa__. flower. pretty sure she's a billionaire. korean. blackpink in ur area (except for mine). blackpink is indeed the revolution.

𝐘𝐄𝐉𝐈 as ...new romantics by taylor swift.

itzy. leader. main dancer. vocalist. rapper. '00. korean. hwang yeji. a literal lightfury. the cat is cating with this one. the eyes chico. a total loser girl but I love her for it. lucy hwang. my oppa. yezyizhere. ms english is about confidence. visual. midzy's protector fr.

𝐒𝐀𝐍 as ...lover by taylor swift.

ateez. vocalist. dancer. demon liner. '99. choi san. korean. mountain. my kitty cat. the fluff is fluffing. blonde brought me to my knees. stage presence. the de-twinkafacation is too real. shoulders for days. mr flirts too much his photocard that I don't have should be sleeping on the porch. deja vu eyebrows... ya just had to be there. kq give my boys their own insta accounts right now. totally kisses his band mate jung wooyoung.

𝐓𝐀𝐄𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐆 as ...delicate by taylor swift.

nct. nct 127. nct u og. super m. leader. lee taeyong. korean. rapper. dancer. '95. a parent of 26. korean. bless his hair. mr ty. my bubu. he is peak comfort. I just want to hug him forever and never let go. ai. he bleeds neo-green. taeoxo_nct. please don't send him away, he's already been serving since 2016. sticker's no.1 defender. visual. tik_tyong.

𝐓𝐄𝐍 as ...king of my heart by taylor swift.

nct. wayv. dancing king. vocalist. rapper. '95. a cat dad. a sassy king. chittaphon leechaiyapornkul. lee yongqin. gender-envy is real people. mr oh no your have to taste it. nct u og. thai and kinda chinese too I thinks. I wanna say multilingual king but according to bambam he can't even speak thai (his mother-tongue) well. a 10/10 fr. tenlee_1001. birthday was a cultural reset. visual. pretty sure he's in love with a guy named johnny suh from chicago.

𝐉𝐄𝐍𝐎 as ...mastermind by taylor swift.

nct. nct dream. dancer. rapper. '00. lee jeno. a samoyed doppelganger. so fluffy. leejen_o_423. hot sauce jeno is my roman empire. visual. korean. makes my heart so warm. kinda wanna put him in my pocket. he might be in love with some kid that goes by the name of na jaemin.

𝐊𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐀 as ...enchanted by taylor swift.

aespa. leader. rapper. main dancer. '00. real ? I think not. literally ai. my adorable stupid cheese cat. yoon jimin. korean. one of them laughing slappers. such a cutie pls just get in my pocket and let me protect your forever rina. katarinabluu. quite literally meows. a cat has never cat-ed like her before. run run run kitty kitty run run. visual.

𝐊𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐇𝐀 as ...dancing with our hands tied by taylor swift.

le sserafim. rapper. vocalist. dancer. ballerina. '03. zuha. japanese. literally lee hojung's sister because, huh. looks a little line jeon wonwoo too, but that just could be me. nakamura kazuha. my girlfriend (real). body goals fr, SLAY QUEEN. such a cutie patootie it makes me cry. the rizz is lowkey but so real. zuhazana. the swan song is literally her song. SOUNDS LIKE MONSTER BABY KING KONG, such a banger. visual.

𝐒𝐎𝐎𝐁𝐈𝐍 as ...wonderland by taylor swift.

txt. tomorrow x together. leader. vocalist. dancer. that dolphin song boy. '00. choi soobin. my favourite tall awkward and shy boy. he's just such a cutie pls. korean. I live in his dimples. I love that we collectively hate on math, my soulmate fr. you know you know soobin. page.soobin. so boyfriend dammit. visual. BRING BACK PURPLE HAIRED SOOBIN RN.

𝐉𝐀𝐘 as ...getaway car by taylor swift.

enhypen. enha. an all-rounder honestly. he plays guitar and that's hot. '02. blonde jay makes me spiral. korean but spent some time in america too. park jongseong. if angry bird, then why so gorgeous. he shouldn't be allowed to wear jeans because holy moly. he makes me giggle like a girl and I LOATHE IT because I'm supposed to be a feminist jason (his name isn't jason btw). I wanna kiss him. my boyfriend (REAL).

𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐊 as ...paper rings by taylor swift.

p1harmony. piwon. p1h. rapper. dancer. such a cutie I can't take it. he likes almonds. hwang intak. intakie. intak-attack. taki taki rumba. '03. he's soooo... BEIDJEDKWNDKED. I can't think straight when I see the guy. I love him. korean. his music taste is bangin'. I can't handle short-haired intak lord haveth mercy. okay okay, but fr this time, he's my boyfriend.

❪ more might be added... ❫

#kpop #stray kids #skz #bts #bangtan sonyeondan #bangtan #blackpink #aespa #itzy #p1harmony #kpop imagines #seventeen #svt #enhypen #enha #txt #tomorrow x together #le sserafim #nct 127 #nct dream #nct #wayv #ateez

[peachybun-bun]

More Than One Night [pt 2]

pairing; Na Jaemin x f reader

genre; roommate au, comedy, smut

notes/warnings; protected sex, oral (f recieving), other Dreamies mentioned as roommates, mention of alcohol, there is food ate...(again I don't know what people want here)

work count; 2.7k and some change (if you care about this)

Part of the roommate au began with Haechan's: Shooting His Shot #1 . I decided to continue Jaemin's story from a Choose Your Own Lyrics prompt PART ONE PART THREE PART FOUR. There will be other parts to this story. Wish Jaemin the best of luck in his endeavors.

You smile to the kiss against your throat, as Jaemin’s hand pulls you closer, he was a gentleman. Sure, his hands were all over you, but the both of you were in the back of some strangers' vehicle, so he was controlling himself.

You suck on your bottom lip, glancing out the window as the suv pulls to a stop in front of a larger house, a few cars out in the front and some lights still on. Jaemin thanks the driver and slides out of the door, reaching out for you. 

“This is your place?” Your voice is softer than you anticipated, but you had expected an apartment or a small house. This looked like several people lived here.

“Yeah...I share it with some roommates. Is that ok? I promise I’ll get you home. No funny business.” You smile up at him as you slide out of the car, and it drives away, leaving you completely in his care now. 

Walking alongside him, you glance at the cars. They aren’t lambos, but they aren’t junkers either. “Wow...one of these yours?”

He nods and gestures to a red Audi, “I just knew I wanted to have a few drinks, so didn’t want to risk anything. I’ll take you home later...or in the morning?” 

Your eyes meet his, as your cheeks flush a bit to the offer to stay the night, not just for sex. “Yeah...in the morning. That’s fine.”

He grins and reaches to place his thumb and forefinger against your chin, tilting your head up so he can press a soft kiss to your lips. There is some force behind it, authority. You almost lose your breath in the kiss as your back arches. 

Jaemin pulls away with a deep breath of his own. You were delicious, cranberries and vodka mixed with what could only be described as you. Jaemin’s teeth bite into his bottom lip, as he raises a brow and links his fingers with yours, leading you up to the front door and inside. “You want something to drink?” 

Glancing around, you feel yourself going a bit shy, but you weren't going to let your nerves get the better of you and make you chicken out of this, not when Jaemin looked at you like that. Hearing more voices, you glance into the living room seeing five other people.

Your eyes widening a bit, Jaemin laughs and shakes his head. “You don’t have to meet them...wait until tomorrow and see if you want to.” Nodding, you hold on to his arm as he keeps you from their view.

Renjun looks up, seeing Jaemin wasn’t alone. His foot smacks into Jeno, who groans and rubs his shin. “Why the hell do you all keep kicking me? I’m going to kick someone's ass.”

Renjun points behind them, towards the hall, causing the rest of the boys to take notice. “Well fuck...are we the only ones not getting laid? Who’s that?” Jeno’s voice was quiet, so as to not draw attention. 

Jisung smirks and shakes his head, turning back to the tv as Renjun, Mark, Chenle, and Jeno watch Jaemin disappear behind his closed room door with you. Mark sighs and rubs the back of his neck with a chuckle, “Good for him...she’s hot. Least from what I could tell.”

Jeno groans and leans his head back on the couch, looking up at the ceiling, thinking life just wasn’t fair sometimes. Maybe he just needed to get out of the house for once. 

The door closed and locked, you glanced around the room with a smile, going to look at framed pictures,putting faces with the back of the heads you had seen, or at least making guesses. “Your roommates?” Jutting your thumb towards the door.

Jaemin moves to you, wrapping his arms around you from behind, his lips pressing to your exposed shoulder with a nod. 

“Mmmhm. That was five of the seven I have. Haechan and his girl are out on a date tonight.”

You raise a brow and glance over at him, “You have a female roommate?”

He nods and laughs, “Is that a problem? She’s dating one of my friends, not me…” 

You shake your head no, not really sure why you had even asked, just curious. “No...of course not. Have you all been friends for a long time?”

Jaemin nods to your question, as you feel his hands slide the skirt of your dress up your legs, his nails gently scratching your skin as he answers. “Yeah..I’ve known the guys since we were just kids. Decided to get this place together...do you have siblings?” 

Laughing to the small talk, while he pulls the dress up your waist and finally over your head, you turn to look at him and shake your head. “Let’s talk about this stuff tomorrow...see how tonight goes?”

Jaemin nods and takes in the view, once you are facing him. His hands cup your breasts, squeezing lightly with a groan, before he takes your hands and leads you towards the bed. 

Your hands move to his belt, undoing it as his hands slide down to your hips. He slips his fingers under the band of your panties, pushing them down and letting them fall down your legs. Stepping out of them, you smile and shake your head. “I’m feeling a little bit at a disadvantage here, Jaemin…”

He groans to the feeling of your hands undoing his pants. “Mm, you are, but I think I like it this way.” His hands grip yours, taking them from his jeans as your legs hit the back of his bed. “Sit down, beautiful.”

You do as he says, looking up at him as his fingers trail over your cheek to your lips, before he takes his hand away completely. “Take your bra off.”

You nod and reach behind you, unclasping your bra and letting the straps slip down your shoulders. Jaemin reaches down to slide his fingers over the material of your bra, before pulling it off you slowly, letting it drop to the floor. “Damn...you are sexy.” 

You laugh, sucking on your bottom lip to Jaemin’s words. They were playful, and you liked how he made you smile. “So are you. What do you want me to do?”

Jaemin all but groans when you ask him that. He hadn’t expected it, for you to ask him what he wanted you to do in the bedroom. If Jaemin was truthful with himself, he liked the control, it turned him on. He’d never hurt you or anyone else, but having the upper hand, well that made things interesting. 

“Lay on the bed and pull your legs up. Spread your legs nice and wide for me?” His voice was lower somehow, the playful nature was dropped, and you had to stop yourself from moaning over just that.

“Okay...like this?” You smile as you get into the position he wanted, as he watched, an obvious bulge pressing against the zipper of his jeans. 

“Just like that.” Reaching for the hem of his shirt, he pulls it over his head, and you swoon at what you are met with. A perfect physique. God, how did you get so lucky in a fucking bar? Smiling at you, Jaemin drops his pants and underwear, causing you to gasp again when you are met with what was in store for you.

“Jaemin...holy shit.” 

He laughs and glances down at his cock with a shrug. “I think you might be biased right now, but thank you.” 

You weren’t, it looked perfect. Not too big, but not small by any means, it was almost pretty. You had never looked at a dick and thought “you know what that’s a pretty dick”, but this man changed your perspective. Shaking your head, you sigh and run your hands over your legs, which seems to bring Jaemin back to reality. 

“I want to taste you, is that ok?”

You flush slightly at the question and nod, as he lays down between your legs, his head level with your core. You shiver as his fingers slide over your wet folds, sliding between them, before parting them so his lips could finally press around your clit, causing your hips to buck towards his mouth. “Jaemin, oh my god…” 

He pulls back with a smile, as his other hand slides along your stomach, “Just relax, enjoy it.”

You take a shallow breath and nod, closing your eyes as his mouth attaches to you once again, causing you to moan loudly. He was good at this, really good. Your hand moves to slide through his hair, gently tugging him closer as you lift your hips at his tongue gliding along your folds. You weren’t sure how much you could take before you’d lose it. 

Jaemin groans at how good you taste, he enjoyed this. It was what he wanted. Hearing you moaning his name over and over, but there was more. He enjoyed making you feel good. He liked your hands running through his hair. He loved watching you writhe under him, your breasts rising and falling as you tried to catch your breath. You were close and he was going to get you there.

Sucking hard over your clit, he hears you gasp his name. He bucks into the bed, unable to stop himself. He wanted to be inside you so fucking bad, but he wanted this first, to make sure you enjoyed this, because for some reason he wasn’t sure he wanted this to just be a one night thing. 

Moaning his name, along with many other words that didn’t make sense strung together, you grip at Jaemin’s hair and roll your hips hard as you reach your orgasm. No one has made you feel that good, at least not in a very long time. You felt like you were seeing stars, your thighs quivering, your stomach clenching. You just wanted his lips on yours, his cock inside you. You were starving for him. “Jaemin, baby, please...please come here.” Your voice is a bit raspy and full of breath.

Jaemin looks up as you call his name and smirks when you call him baby. He slides up to meet your lips in a tender kiss. You moan to the taste of yourself on his lips, as your leg wraps around his hips, bringing him closer to you. “Let me get a condom…”

You sigh, not wanting to let him go, but nod. He slides out of the bed, to do what he needed to do. You hear the sound of the foil tearing, and finally he is back to you, back between your legs. “Put your legs back around me, babe.”

You flush to the pet name, but do as asked, resting your heels on his ass as he reaches between the two of you, lining himself up. You lose your breath as he slides in with one fluid motion. “Oh...o-oh” He glances down at you with a groan, nodding in agreement as he fills you completely. You were right, he is perfect. 

Jaemin rests his forehead on yours as he begins his thrusts, slow and steady, but he goes deep making sure to hit your spot every single time. He knew what he was doing, and you were all but thanking god for deciding to go out tonight. “Right there, Jaemin...yes.” He smirks, leaning to capture your lips in a hungry kiss, as his thrusts become more purposeful. 

You were already sensitive from your first orgasm, and the way he was moving in you, there was no way you were going to last very long. Jaemin groans, feeling how tight you become as another wave of pleasure washes over you, and you squeeze his cock like a vise. “Oh fuck...yeah?”

You nod to his question, understanding what he was saying even if all the words weren’t there. “You too…?” 

He nods and rests his face in the crook of your neck. After a few more thrusts, he groans your name loudly, coming to a stop after another moment. “Shit..that was good.”

You laugh, your fingers gliding through his hair as you nod in agreement. 

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The sun hit the back of your eyelids, causing you to groan in annoyance. You weren’t sure what time it was, but you were positive it was early. You start to move, but realize there is an arm draped over you, and a cheek on your breast. Smiling as you remember the right before, just after everything was said and done. Jaemin had kissed every inch of your face and chest, before finally you both fell asleep. 

Running your fingers through his hair, you thought about everything. Usually you were so quick to jump out that door and into an uber, no one would stop you, but this was so nice. He had been so nice, a gentleman when he needed to be, and then perfectly ungentlemanly when you wanted it most.

Jaemin stirs to the feeling of your hand in his hair, glancing up at you with a grin, before leaning to press a kiss to your lips. “Do you want a shower? I can find you something comfortable to wear...and maybe make you breakfast before I take you home? If that’s good with you?” His voice was hopeful, and it made you smile.

You sigh softly, considering it, before nodding, “Yeah, that all sounds really good.” 

He nudges your nose with his, before sliding out of bed and leading you to his bathroom, explaining he got lucky and got one of the only ones with an ensuite. He gives you a pair of his sweats and a t-shirt, before leaving you to get ready, directing you where to go once you are done. 

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Nerves fill your stomach as you stand at his door, considering what was on the other side. All of those roommates, and you were the chick he had brought home for a one night stand. This was usually the walk of shame...though you weren’t in the dress you wore last night, and you weren’t leaving. Swallowing hard, you run your hand through your damp hair and step out into the hall. Following the path he had directed, and the smell of food, you find the kitchen. 

One man sat with a girl on his lap as they shared a plate of food. You assumed this was Haechan and his girlfriend, if your memory served you correctly. He glances over her shoulder and grins at you, “You must be Y/N. Jaemin has told us literally almost nothing about you. Please sit and explain your life in explicit detail.” 

You laugh at him as his girlfriend puts her hand over his mouth, and apologizes for him, telling you good morning and offering you juice. Taking it, you find a seat near the stove, watching Jaemin as he cooks more food than you could ever eat.

He smiled over at you, taking in the sight of you in his clothes with a slight groan, “I could get used to that, if I’m honest…”

Your cheeks flushing, you start to answer, when another round of people file into the kitchen after having smelled food. 

Five other boys find seats around the bar, glancing at you with varied expressions. Curiosity, amusement, was that jealousy? “I’m Mark, this is Rejun, Jeno, Chenle, and that’s Jisung, our baby.”

Jisung groans and waves at you, before accepting a plate from Jaemin. He puts one in front of you next, before the questions start. 

Renjun stabs a sausage and points it at you, “I only have one question.”

You widen your eyes and look at him, to Jaemin, and back. “Yeah?”

He grins a bit, and speaks while chewing. “Did Jaemin use a crap pick up line to get you here, or does he actually have any game? Cause you are far too pretty for him.” 

You can’t help but laugh as some of the tension is broken. Jaemin yells, “Ya!” tossing a roll of paper towels at Renjun, before taking a seat at your side, his hand sliding over your leg. You knew after this he would be taking you home, and that almost made you sad to see this coming to an end.

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[kkaebsongtypo]

[11:01am] "Come here. Please..." Jisung held his arms open to you, avoiding eye contact. You looked at him with your eyebrows raised in slight shock.

"Jisung Park- you're asking ME for a hug? This seems a little out of character." Your teasing caused the blush on his cheeks to deeped. You took a few slow steps towards him until he spoke up again, taking two wide strides towards you and envelopping you in his arms.

"Shut up..." He took two steps towards you, closing the distance between the two of you, and wrapped his arms around you. You smiled into his chest, snaking your own arms around his torso.

"...I love your hugs." He mumbled into your hair. Butterflies fluttered in your stomach.

"I love your hugs too."

unus annus m.l

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[jaehyunhour]

la la love | masterlist

college!jaemin strangers to lovers social media au.

summary: in which you’re upset at jeno for still talking to his ex yeji, so you recruit jaemin to fake date you to make him jealous, but you accidentally fall in love with jaemin during the process.

pairing: jaemin x female reader (special guest appearances from nct’s jisung, renjun, chenle, jeno, and itzy’s ryujin and yeji).

*chapters with mature content marked with ☽.

intro 1 | intro 2

one | two | three | four | five | six | seven

eight | nine | ten ☽ | eleven | twelve | thirteen

fourteen | fifteen | sixteen | seventeen | eighteen

nineteen | twenty | twenty-one | twenty-two

twenty-three | twenty-four | twenty-five

epilogue 1 | epilogue 2 | epilogue 3

(if links are not working/showing up, search “la la love” on my blog and it should all show up!)

#nct #jaemin #na jaemin #nct jaemin #nct dream #nct smut #nct fluff #nct reactions #kpop #kpop drabbles #kpop scenarios #nct social media au #jaemin social media au #nct dream fluf #nct dream scenarios #nct angst #nct dream angst #kpop fluff #kpop angst #nct jeno #nct haechan #nct jaehyun #nct jisung #nct renjun #nct chenle #itzy ryujin #itzy yeji #la la love

[nsheetee]

54 + haechan ! <3

9:34am

You’re lazying around the living room, laying upside down on the couch with your phone in hand and listening to the ruckus Haechan is causing in the kitchen. Today is supposed to be cleaning day at your apartment, however Haechan decided he didn’t want to do any of the cleaning and asked for a game of rock, paper, scissors— loser does all the chores.

Well, Haechan sucks at rock, paper, scissors.

He only started cleaning about an hour ago, so you’re surprised when he walks back into the living room, his “cleaning pants” on and pink rubber gloves on his hands.

“You can’t be done already.” You scoff after glancing up and down at him.

“I waxed the floors. Grab your fluffy sucks.” Is the only thing he says before turning around and heading back into the kitchen. You flip over to stand up from the couch, watching his retreating back with a slack jaw. Nonetheless, you pull on an old pair of fuzzy socks and walk into the kitchen. Haechan stands on the opposite side of the room with his slippers off, determination painted over his face. 

“Charge!” He screams running over the slick floors and gracefully sliding to you. You let out a yelp and try running away, however Haechan’s balance is better than yours, and he makes the whole sliding around thing look super easy. You embarrassingly slip, landing on your butt before Haechan can even make it to you. His laughter fills the kitchen, high-pitched and almost squeaky, but filled with so much joy that you don’t even care how much your lower back hurts right now.

“That’s what you get for making me clean the house by myself!” 

#thank you sm for requesting this this is such a. haechan thing to do lmao #haechan #haechan fluff #nct fluff #nct 127 fluff #nct dream fluf #haechan timestamps

[agustdomain]

Ventana

Synopsis: Your favorite window seat and silence were unexpected allies in the love that grew between you and your neighbor. 

Word count: 6k (a baby considering my other works but I love it just the same)

Genre: neighbor!au, boynextdoor!au, fluff, nothing too grand but it is something light-hearted. 

Warnings: Some language. Teeth-rottening sweetness, really. 

Pairing: Jisung x Reader, ft. Chenle, Jaemin and Jeno!

Author’s Note: Hey friends! This is a short and sweet dessert to hold you over for the main course coming up! I missed my dreamies so I wanted to write something for them. But I can’t wait for your thoughts on my chris work coming up. I have lots planned for the summer so brace yourselves! ~Angelo

The sun was heartless on this beautiful summer day. The window you lounged beside had been your absolute favorite spot in said house since your family moved in when you were younger . Most summers growing up, it was hard for your sisters to convince you to move from that little window seat. The summers were solely yours- that was, until Jisung started staining them.

Looking back on it, all of your favorite memories of Jisung were bathed in summer glow.

Your first memory was when you were eight years old. Mid-June, perched on your window seat and reading through the Goosebumps books you owned one by one. Your mom had forced you and your sisters to go introduce yourselves to his family next door. You were brief with him, but he was super quiet and only stared at you wide-eyed and with nothing to say.

Back then he didn’t have glasses yet. He was a short, lanky boy with a bowl cut, peeking at you from his second story window almost every single day that summer. It made you smile behind the pages, the first time in a long time distracted from the words filling your mind. After the first time you noticed, however,  you ignored him for the rest of that summer. You didn’t even pay him mind when his curtains would obviously dance whenever he thought you were going to catch him watching you.

✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧

Your second memory was when you were twelve.

Your oldest sister Chaeryeong- 13 and a fire in her blood like mom-adamantly insisted that you and your younger sister join her for the school dance. If Chae was one thing, it was persuasive. You wouldn’t have gone, after all, if she wasn’t going to use her saved up allowance money to buy you a new DS game. 

Besides, you had been wanting to wear your new summer dress for a while now. And it wasn’t going to hurt to see your friends one last time before the school year ended. 

Yuna, the youngest and 11 at the time, complained the entire car ride there. Chae knew the exact words to shut her up, sharing a look with you from the passenger seat before dramatically drawing out, “I just remembered who’s going to be there!”

Yuna narrowed her eyes at the headrest before her, causing you to stifle a laugh.

“That’s right! Ryu told me that Chenle was coming tonight!”

Yuna glared at you as you tried and failed to stop smiling. “Shut up,” She crossed her arms defiantly, “I don’t care if he’s going.”

You all knew perfectly well that Yuna was sporting major heart eyes for the boy who had recently moved in down the street with his family. Even your mom was hiding behind her smile in the driver seat.

“Leave her alone,” She said, though her tone suggested her scolding wasn’t serious. Chae’s methods worked though, as Yuna was silent the rest of the ride there, fiddling with her dress and hair. 

Inside the small gymnasium, you quickly wondered if a DS game was worth the stifling and humid air. The lights were flashing green and blue, and the air still smelled like sneakers and basketballs. And sweat. 

“Chae!” Yuna whined as your eldest sister forgot all about you two at the sight of her best friends. “She drives me crazy!”

“Tell me about it,” You told her, your eyes scanning the dark room. You couldn’t spot any of your friends, but you didn’t really want to walk through your sweaty peers. “I’m starting to wonder if a DS game was worth this!”

Yuna looked over at you, face shocked. “You’re getting a game out of this?”

Eventually, you and your sister got comfortable on the bleachers, playing hand games to pass the time. Soon, you got bored and quiet as you observed your classmates around you. For some reason, the darkness and loud music gave them the excuse to act like they were adults. 

“Do you see Jeno over there? He’s dancing so close to Ryujin! I didn’t even think that was allowed,” Yuna whispered, face flushed from the heat of the room. How was a school dance a good idea in May?

“Look,” You pointed at the chaperone beelining toward them, “They’re about to get yelled at.” You both broke into fits of laughter as your school’s P.E. teacher wiggled his arms dramatically, Ryujin quickly scattering away as Jeno tried to talk down his coach.

“Chae would get in so much trouble with mom if she did that,” Yuna shivered at the thought.

“She’s smarter than Ryu, though.”

“Is she, though?”

“Fair point.”

Then, something strange happened. One moment, you two were gossiping more than you should have been, the next there were two boys in front of you. 

Zhong Chenle was awkward and his haircut was one he usually hid under a beanie. Tonight, it was slicked back with gel, a red bowtie bright somehow in the dark room. But not as bright as his smile. Beside him was the neighbor who always liked to quietly watch you from his bedroom window, Park Jisung. 

Jisung was always quiet, even in class. Never speaking up unless prompted to by Mr. Harris. Yet, he was still one of Mr. Harris’ favorites. He was about the same height as Chenle back then, his presence less vibrant. Yet, you still noticed him. 

“You’re Y/N,” Chenle pointed a finger at you, then trailed it over to your sister, “And Yuna, right?”

Yuna gawked up at him, utterly floored by the presence of her crush. Not to mention, the fact that he was talking to her. Elbowing her, you smiled.

“Yes, that’s us.”

“I’m Chenle,” He reached his hand out to shake yours, always keeping that bright smile. His hand lingered on your sister’s, and you were slightly worried she was going to pass out. “This here is Jisung. I’m sure you’ve met him before.”

You nodded slightly, feeling his eyes on you. “We’re neighbors. And in the same class.”

“We just noticed you were sitting all alone and realized that hey, we’re the life of the party, and if we bring the party to you,” Chenle tapped his chin before shouting, “You won’t feel so alone anymore!”

You blinked at him. “Uhhhh-” Your eyes trailed to Jisung behind him then, his mouth urgently mouthing something to you as he frantically and subtly pointed at something. You realized what he was mouthing at the same time Chenle stuttered while talking to Yuna. 

He likes her, he mouthed at you. 

Smiling mischievously, you stretched your arms out like a cat waking up from a nap, “Yeah, I’m feeling pretty tired actually.”

“Me too,” Jisung mocked your fake yawn, taking a seat beside you. 

With a smile you could barely hide, you said, “But Yuna loves to dance. I always catch her dancing to Jesse McCartney late at night when she thinks we’re all asleep.”

“Y/N! Why would you-” Yuna, who looked mortified, quickly grew quiet when Chenle’s face brightened.

“I love Jesse McCartney,” Chenle’s smile was kind, sweet. As he and Yuna shared a moment, you realized that your sister’s dream was unravelling before you. All she needed was a chance. 

Soon, it was just you and Jisung. The silence was awkward, but you didn’t mind as you daydreamed about the new game you were going to get. Should you get Nintendogs? Everyone talks about it these days.

“He hasn’t stopped talking about her since the day I met him,” Jisung talked so quietly, you almost missed it. But something about his voice, as quiet as it was, you would still hear even if you were miles apart. Okay, that was dramatic but it was crazy you heard him in the first place.

“Same goes for Yuna. She wouldn’t move from the porch since the day he moved in.”

Jisung cracked a smile. “I always wondered why she would be out there all day.”

You played with the hem of your dress, side-eyeing the boy beside him. For the first time, you realized just how cute his face was. Shaking the thought away, you rose to your feet and hopped down each bleacher before reaching the bottom. Looking up at Jisung, you missed how he never stopped looking at you. “I heard there’s some leftover cookies. We gotta find them. You in?”

“As long as they’re not raisin or oatmeal.”

✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧

Your third memory? You were fifteen and going through a romantic and contemporary book phase. Why was that special? Well, it meant that window seats weren’t romantic enough anymore and you needed the outdoors to immerse you in the experiences of Jane Austen. 

Chae had a secret boyfriend now- not so secret since your mom knew just about everything courtesy of Yuna’s big mouth, but Chae thought she was being sly. Now that she had a part-time job, her bribery with you was bigger and better, and free money had always been your biggest weakness. 

Which is why you were always stuck third-wheeling when you went to the park. Chae ignored your huffs and puffs as she cooed and kissed her boyfriend Renjun. Beneath the trees, as Darcy drew you in and the sounds of swings creaking became your background music, you could forget about the gross PDA your sister never spared you from. 

That was, until one day Chae got smacked in the face with a basketball. 

“What the f-” Renjun jumped to his feet as Chae held her nose, blood pouring from behind her hand. 

Your eyes were wide, book forgotten as you crouched near her. As you rummaged through your bag, then hers, a shaky voice gathered your attention.

“I-I’m so sorry. It banked off the headboard and went flying!” Eyes trailing up the Nike shoes, the red basketball shorts, the shirt too big for the boy before you, Jisung held his hands up in surrender as his face drowned in sweat and worry. 

“You think that makes it okay?” Renjun snapped, picking up the basketball then chucking it at Jisung. Jisung, unprepared, coughed at the impact with his chest. 

“Hey!” another boy, one you think was named Jaemin, appeared behind Jisung. Narrowing his eyes he said, “Watch it, Ren. It was just an accident.”

“He made my girlfriend bleed. You think I give a shit?”

“Oh, take a chill pill,” Your words came out cruel, but frankly Renjun was being more dramatic than Chae at this point. Renjun regarded you with disbelief, then barely concealed disgust before he noticed Jisung jogging away from them. “Hey! Hey where do you think you’re-”

Jaemin stepped in front of Renjun, his face stern. “I’m not going to tell you again to calm down.” As they began to argue, you pulled Chae’s hair from her face. “You okay?”

“Yeah I’m fine. It just won’t stop bleeding.”

White flashed beside your face, and the both of you looked up. Trailing up the thin arm, your eyes found a bent over Jisung  holding a tissue out for her to take. His face, beyond embarrassed. Yet, he still bravely ignored the fuming boyfriend who was in the middle of being scolded. 

“I really am sorry.”

“I know, Jisung. I am too. For, you know,” Chae laughed, taking the tissue and standing up, shaking her head at Renjun before walking away to take care of herself. Jisung lingered, long after Renjun cursed at him and stormed after her, even after Jaemin retrieved the basketball and told him the others were waiting. 

Gathering you and Chae’s belongings, you practically bumped into him as you rose to your feet. “Oh, you’re still here,” his face falling made you backtrack quickly, “What I meant was, are you okay?”

A laugh broke from him, startling you. You had never heard him laugh. “I just hurt your sister and you’re asking if I’m okay?”

You shrugged one shoulder. “Well, I know how it feels to be singled out. Renjun had no right to treat you that way. Just between us, Chae should’ve dumped him a long time ago.” You started to walk away. Just as you took a few steps, you looked back at Jisung. 

Sweat lining his hair, face flushed from shame or from basketball you didn’t know. For the first time, you found yourself really looking at him. Seeing not just a neighbor you hardly know, but a boy whose laugh you wouldn’t mind hearing again. 

“Thanks again… Jisung.”

✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧

Your fourth memory was when you were seventeen and Yuna fulfilled the prophecy of her and Chenle’s fated love. 

With their love came a bond of association with none other than Jisung. 

From one day to the next, Jisung became the young boy you caught glimpses of from your favorite window seat to sitting straight-backed on the sofa in your living room, just as silent as always.

Jisung didn’t suit your old-styled living room. He was bigger than this library haven. He was an entire book series, the longer you looked at him. A complete mystery except to those who opened him up.

When Yuna, Chenle, and Jisung casually chattered throughout the movie playing on the television, you found yourself re-reading the same paragraph of your current read over and over. 

Giving up in frustration, you peeked out from the top of the book just as Jisung quietly laughed at the comedy playing in the background. He had a nice laugh, one that softened his features. Now, he wore these round glasses that made him look super cute. 

Something funny happened in the movie again because Jisung smiled. You liked how he looked, like life was easy. He must’ve sensed your creepy staring because he looked over at you. Quickly,  you retreated back behind your book- but not before shooting him what you hoped was a charming smile. You think it was, because he shifted in his seat and quickly looked away.

As you flipped through your book, you wondered if this was the first time someone made you feel like your favorite fictional characters did. Maybe you understood how a real-life Augustus Waters would be.

When you were eighteen, you and Jisung had become good friends, so much that you forgot about all those hidden moments. Looking back on it, you couldn’t figure out who was responsible for one of the greatest people to fall into your life. Was it Chenle, for being best friends with Jisung all these years? Was it Yuna for finally working up the courage to confess her love to Chenle? Or was it you, for not being afraid to get to know him?

Every morning your senior year, Chenle honked his obnoxious car horn and waited for you and Yuna to come out. Jisung was waiting outside the car, always holding open the backdoor for you like he was your driver or something. 

Routinely, the two of you laughed over internet memes or showed each other a priceless YouTube video you watched the night before. When the two of you were too excited to wait, random midnight texts would spam each other’s phones, making the other smile too widely for a simple friendship.

He was a lot more eccentric than you thought he would be, and you loved that about him. Rambling about the anime he was watching, the latest song he learned how to play on his guitar made you smile whenever he spoke, or the endless thoughts in his mind that make him want to bust out his sketchbook and express “the wild concoctions of his mind”- his words, not yours. Anything he said, really, was like hearing your favorite song. 

You remembered telling him an embarrassing secret, that you always wanted to re-enact the scene from You Belong With Me since you two were neighbors. In the moment he hadn’t said anything, but that night, he had texted you to go to your favorite window seat, and when you did he was holding up a paper to his window. In big block leaders, he had written HI Y/N. I MISS YOU. Next to it, was a pretty good drawing of a cartoon version of himself waving at you. 

You didn’t know he could draw well.

It wasn’t long before you realized he wasn’t just a neighbor, or a friend. He wasn’t the love interest that you rolled your eyes at in your romance novels, or even Augustus Waters. He was the boy who was unafraid to be himself with you, and it made you feel like you could take on the world.

✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧

Here you were now, looking back on all those fond memories of him and smiling to yourself. The two of you had come a long way, and it never occurred to you that Jisung would become a significant part of your life. One you never want to depart from.

It was a couple of weeks before graduation. After many hours of working up the courage, you found yourself quietly knocking on Jisung’s front door. His mom answered, never failing at shooting you knowing looks and sneaky smiles. 

Once Jisung appeared, he sat with you on his front porch. He never lost that quietness about him all these years, but what you gained is an attachment to it. You found yourself edging closer, constantly aching to be near. Your eyes trailed to your window, the one that lent your your first ever glimpses at the boy beside you. Oh, how far you’d come. 

His face was more mature and slimmer now, hair shorter and styled more. His clothes were more intentional, preppy one day and street the next. That was the great thing about him- he wasn’t someone you could pinpoint. Maybe that’s why with one flicker of a gaze, he could knock the breath from your lungs. 

You had come over to tell him how you feel. 

Why were you choking instead?

He was fiddling with the bracelet Chenle had bought him for one of his childhood birthdays. Bright colors, worn around the edges. You’d never seen him without it, now that you look back on it. You focused on that as you tried to calm your nerves. Think of something, anything. Maybe how the bracelet is quite similar to its owner. Jisung, a mix of all these colors that somehow become beautiful together. 

“Everything okay?” He asked casually, eyes trained ahead. 

“Yup.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah.”

“Because you usually don’t do this. The last time you came to my house, you were just dropping off the textbook I left over at yours. You never come to visit.” Ouch. You hadn’t realized. You were too worried about looking like a stalker. When had you become the one peeping from the window instead of him?

“I just, uh, I missed you.” You wanted to cringe, not missing the shock that ran through Jisung’s face. He coughed audibly before adjusting in his seat, using a random stick to pick the rocks out of the bottom of his shoes and tossing them one by one.

“That’s cool,” He said, and now he was hiding his face. Great. In that next moment, he turned your world onto its side. “I heard Jaemin asked you out today.”

Like a video buffering, every prepared sentence you had went out the window. Blinking, you shook your head before stuttering, “Uh, yeah. Yeah, he did.” Tell him you’re not interested in Jaemin. Tell him.

“You two make a lovely couple.” Was that bitterness? Sarcasm? Was that… sincere? What was that supposed to mean?

“I think you’re misunderstanding,” You laughed forcibly, and you realized quickly it was a mistake as he regarded you with zero amusement. 

“He’s been wanting to date you since that day I made Chaeryeong’s nose bleed.”

Your face scrunched up, scoffing as you said, “I don’t even remember him being there.”

“That’s new. Most people don’t forget Jaemin’s presence.”

A moment, one breath of nerves, before you jumped. “I remember you that day.”

As you bravely looked him in the eye, you saw it in his face. You saw the understanding dawn on him, like a fishing line tugging. Jisung was never one for words. You read the message clear on his face, felt him comfortably relax as his body edged closer to you. 

✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧

On your eighteenth birthday, right in the middle of summer, Yuna was whispering your name in the darkness of your bedroom. 

“Y/N! Wake up!”

“I wasn’t sleeping.”

“Then why did you ignore me?”

“You tell me.” You complained when she smacked your leg before silently following her out into the dark hallway. “What’s up?”

“I know we already sang you happy birthday an hour ago, but there’s one last surprise I forgot to tell you about.”

“You’re lucky I was awake.”

She led you into the living room, where the moon offered seldom light from the windows facing Jisung’s house. Except, your eyes found a piece of paper resting on the window seat. 

Looking at your sister, you quietly walked over to the seat and picked it up. Flipping it over, your heart fooled you into thinking it was the middle of the day, the sun kissing your skin and your favorite book in your lap. It was a feeling of complete and utter bliss. 

It was a sketch drawing split into four pictures. The first picture is of a younger you, face focused and legs crossed, sun bathing you in light. Your hair was messy, your face amused, and you were sporting your favorite orange spaghetti strap you used to wear way too much when you were little. 

The second picture is you a little older now, face frustrated and fingers gripping your DS tightly. You didn’t remember ever playing the DS on the window seat. 

The third photo was one that looked most like you, curled up uncomfortably in the window seat as you took a nap. The last time you did that was at the beginning of high school, and you vowed to never do it again after waking with your entire body stiff. You still wore that same green hoodie.

The last photo is of you sitting on the middle school bleachers, that very summer dress you loved for years drawn perfectly. There are other people, a crowd that’s parted with you in the center of the drawing. Everyone else is drawn as shaded shadows, a glow and beauty to you that you never even noticed. You were smiling directly ahead, and you wonder if he pictured himself as the object of your affections. 

With a big smile, you perched yourself on the window seat, your hand spread on the window as you looked toward his bedroom window. You knew before you even saw him that Jisung would be waiting. His head in his hand, eyes hooded and drowsy. They widened as he spotted you.

Holding the gift to your heart, you blew him a kiss and hoped your expression conveyed how much you loved this present. His small smile was one of understanding. 

His silence always told you everything you needed to know.

✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧

About a month later, it was the night before Jisung’s flight- the night before he moved and left for university. You were in bed, long after saying your goodbyes and wallowing in sadness. Heart heavy, you couldn’t sleep, not now, not when Jisung was so close yet so far. You weren’t going to cry, not because you didn’t want to but because it was ridiculous to act like he was gone already. 

All this time and you never told him how you felt. 

Shutting your thoughts off, you threw your blanket aside and left your room, pulling on your shoes and quietly leaving out the front door, heading toward the outside of your favorite side of the house. Surprisingly, his window was completely open, so you tried to whisper-shout his name to get his attention. Nothing happened. 

You huffed, looking around before spotting an old bouncy ball you and your sisters used to throw at each other when you were young. Taking a moment, you aimed the ball before chucking it at the window. It missed, bouncing off the windowsill and miraculously down on your side of the fence between your houses. Picking it up again, you aimed once more before chucking it as hard as you could. 

At that same moment, Jisung popped out from his window with a confused look. You covered your mouth and cursed loudly as the ball smacked him right in the face, his glasses flying off as his body fell back out of view.

“Jisung! Oh my gosh, Jisung!” You hissed, worried out of your mind. After a few beats, a highly unamused Jisung peeked out of the window. “I’m so sorry!”

Jisung rubbed at his face before pushing his glasses up his nose and nodding. “I guess I deserved that. ‘Sall good. What’s up?”

“I want to talk to you!”

“I’m kinda panicking right now. Not even close to finished packing and my flight is in a couple hours.”

“I can help!” You called, looking around before saying, “Please! Before I get caught out here!”

He stared at you for a moment, face too serious for your taste, before he nodded and called quietly, “Back door.”

It was weird, sneaking through Jisung’s dark house. Even weirder, how aggressive your heart was beating in your chest as he clasped your hand tightly to lead you up the stairs. In the safety of his room, you felt vulnerable. 

You had never been on the other side at night. This was the other perspective, the room he used to peek at you from, the one that housed the boy whose silence you’d grown to love. It was invasive. 

“Yeah, uh, it’s a mess right now.” You turned to him quietly, sweat building at your lower back. All you could was nod as you tried to find the courage. 

This boy had been this close to you since you were eight years old. Feet away. Even though you knew his silence, you were still trying to figure out how to break it. You got too comfortable and too attached to it. Too attached to him. 

Seeing how bare his room looked filled you with an unbearable sadness. What was life going to be like without him living next door? Not to mention hundreds of miles were going to be between you. Luck was on your side that he was going to a university only three hours away. Three hours too many, it seemed, since Jisung was struggling to meet your eyes. 

“Your room’s great.”

“Thanks.”

You sat in his desk chair as his bluetooth speaker played some band called MAD. Back when you had some classes together, he liked to make you laugh from across the room as he used to pretend to be the drummer of the band. You watched him as he quietly packed the large suitcase on the floor. His T-shirt sleeves were rolled up around his biceps, sporting his favorite sweats.

This was the Jisung she always knew and yet he wasn’t. 

He had somehow taken up all the space in her heart. 

The only time she had the heart to confess was the night before he moved away. 

A moment. Feeling nauseated, you braced yourself with a deep breath and opened your mouth to speak. Just as the words flew from your lips like skydivers racing to the ground, Jisung spoke as well. 

“I think I’m in love with you.”

“I can get you a drink if you’re thirsty.”

You both froze, his body twisting to look at you as you took up extra curiosity in the pencil box on his desk. 

“You what?” He gasped.

“I’m good. I drank some water before bed.” Did you just answer him? Squinting at the pencil box, you pushed it back and forth across the wood.

“Y/N.” You couldn’t look at him, eyes swimming suddenly in a wave of emotions. You heard his feet approach you before he was crouching down and slowly spinning the chair to face him. Like a child, you squeezed your eyes shut. 

Did he really ask you if you wanted something to drink? Just as you confessed your love for him?

“Y/N?” Your eyes were open but you couldn’t look at him. His head mimicked yours, tricking you into looking at him. You still couldn’t look him in the eye, opting for his chin. “Will you please look at me?”

Meeting his gaze, silence fell over you. One that you knew very well. The same silence that you originally thought separated you, but had brought you together over time. The silence he met you with when he first moved in, the silence behind two windows. It was in the silence that you realized just how important he was to you. 

With the easiest smile that Jisung solely owned, he told you how he felt.

“I’ve loved you since the moment I saw you. Even before the times I watched you from the window like a creep. The day we moved in and your mom, your sisters and you came to welcome us, actually, was probably love. Even though I was eight, it was love for what I knew it to be. Yuna was little, she was shy and hiding behind your mom. Chaeryeong was giving me a no-nonsense look, as if she thought I was going to be trouble. But you…”

He swallowed, suddenly nervous. Your hand moved of its own accord, shyly resting on his shoulder. Taking a breath of bravery, he continued.

“You were my fairy,” He laughed to himself, “Back then, my mom used to read me a lot of fantasy books. All of my favorites had to do with fairies. Because they were both magical and beautiful, and that’s what I thought fantasy should be. And when I saw you? I thought fairies actually existed at that moment.”

“I would say you’re my Peter Pan, but him and Tinkerbell don’t end up together.”

He smiled, his hands taking yours in his own before he looked up into your eyes once more. “You’re better than Tinkerbell. Even better than Fawn.”

“You know the other fairy names?”

“What can I say? I loved Pixie Hollow.”

“I was more of a Club Penguin girl.”

“Who wasn’t?” 

And because you couldn’t wait any longer, you pushed back the seat and crouched down in front of him as well, just so you were nearly eye level. He was quiet, his silence showing his understanding of what this all meant. 

“Jisung?” You whispered, arms sliding around his neck. 

“Mhm?”

“Is it alright if I kiss you?”

“You’re more than welcome.”

This time, when the silence fell around them, it was to declare your love. His lips were cold, soft, but shy. You took the lead and he followed, his hands unsure but gaining confidence as he hugged you to him. 

When you pulled away, every single book you loved was reflected in his gaze. 

That was the thing about guys like Jisung. They reminded you of the worlds you visited but wiped the slate clean at the same time, proving you had your own story to tell. 

Was there ever going to be another novel that would make you feel like you did in this moment?

“I think I’ll have something to drink now.”

He stood, a smile pulling at his lips. As he approached the door, he looked back at you and mirrored you from moments before. “I’m in love with you too.”

✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧

Jisung was fifteen when he realized how the circle of people you trust has to be few and far between. What was sad was he realized this because of his good friends. 

“That wasn’t a foul, asshole, that was a clean steal,” Jeno stood with the basketball tucked under one arm, the other pointing accusingly as Chenle argued with him. Chenle, who was irritable from the sun and from relationship problems with Yuna, wasn’t backing down. 

“It was dirty and you know it,” Jeno barked.

Jaemin clapped once and held out his hands to Jeno, exclaiming, “Okay guys, that’s enough. This is fun, remember? Shouldn’t be whining and complaining about one shot. He gets the point, Jeno, cool?”

Jeno rolled his eyes before checking the ball to Chenle, grumbling, “Whatever.”

As Jaemin went on defense for Jisung, he surprised everyone by his random questions to lighten the mood. Soon, they were back to joking and messing around with one another. Jeno even gave props for Chenle at one point when he stole the ball. 

“Did you hear Jeno and Ryujin broke up? Again?” Jaemin snickered, watching Jisung closely as he waited for a chance to juke him. Bouncing the ball behind his back, then between his legs, Jisung watched him having played him plenty of times before. If anyone knew his tricks, it was Jisung. 

“Sorry to hear that, man,” Chenle said.

Jeno waved his hand. “It’s whatever. Not surprised she’s done with my ass. I forgot it was her birthday. Again.”

Jisung shook his head, and Chenle said, “Dang, then it really is your fault.”

“Never said it wasn’t,” Jeno snapped, breaking out of Chenle’s defense and finding an opening for the pass. Jeno proceeded to pull off an effortless hook shot. 

“Besides, he has his eyes set on someone new already,” Jaemin teased, always something dark hidden in the brightness of his irises.

Jeno glared at him. “Oh yeah? And you’re so innocent right? Why are you putting me on blast?”

“I know I’m not an angel. You just pretend you are and I think it’s hilarious” Jaemin grinned proudly, checking the ball with Jisung before quickly taking a three point shot, sinking it perfectly. “What about you, Jisung? Any apple of your eye?”

“Oh, he’s more sprung than I am with Yuna,” Chenle cackled, silenced by themurderous look from Jisung. Jisung was never one to be vocal about his personal feelings.

Why? Because he hated that look of curiosity forming on Jaemin’s face. 

“Oh? And who has my little friend’s heart?”

“None of your business,” Jisung grumbled, causing Jaemin’s head to fall back as he laughed. Jisung took the opportunity to steal the ball, sprinting for his side of the court. Jeno was too fast, quick on defense. 

“Come on, Ji. I promise I won’t judge,” Jaemin poked. He knew Jaemin all too well, his friend being well known for stealing his friends’ girls from right under their noses. It was all a game to him. 

He refused to give in. 

After five minutes of being murdered on the court, Jisung was hot and seething. His head wasn’t on straight, his thoughts unclear. It didn’t help that you were in clear view from this position, lounging beneath a tree and reading to your heart’s desire.

It was fate that the girl of his dreams was here the day he was pestered to let his friends know of your existence. 

As he prepared for the three pointer, getting a look at Jaemin’s stupid smug face, he was struck with a moment of peace. Because if he didn't have a chance with you, Jaemin sure didn’t. And that right there filled him with a joy he couldn’t understand.

“You see Y/N over there?” He motioned with his head, all the boys glancing at you before finding him again. Jaemin narrowed his eyes at the boy. 

Jisung dribbled the ball, his heart swelling with pride as he confessed, “That’s the girl I’m going to marry someday.” As he watched the ball soar, he realized that was the first time he had ever expressed just how deep his love for you goes. Maybe you didn’t see him, maybe you never would, but for him you were all that he needed. 

His moment of sentiment ended as the ball smashed into the headboard, flying in the direction of the topic of conversation, his heart plummeting in fear. 

His thoughts of marriage, of you, of his fears, they all faded as he ran toward you. Seeing the blood on your sister’s face, he realized you may never fall for him the way he had for you.

“What the f-”

“I-I’m so sorry. It banked off the headboard and went flying!”

#angelo works #nct scenarios #nct fluff #nct angst #nct dream scenarios #nct dream angst #nct dream fluf #jisung scenario #jisung fluff #jisung angst #ventana #kpop scenarios #kpop fluff #kpop angst #m.list

[mistymark]

nct dream x hogwarts

nct dream as hogwarts students // 2.3k words // masterlist // send requests here

r e n j u n

the only slytherin in the gang

probably muggle-born but also top of most of his classes

what can he say hes amazed by this shit

really good at theory-based subjects especially

history of magic is his bitch lets be real

sketches in his books and stuff

says he likes sketching with quills the most because theyre more aesthetic

donghyuck says its because hes pretentious

but the whole group pitched in to get him some really nice canvases and paints and other tools

one of his paintings is hanging in the school somewhere, and the little girl in it smiles and greets all the students as they walk past

somehow she always tries to spit on people who had been annoying him recently - and them only

sometimes she spits on Donghyuck for no reason

jeno laughs and says its because she has a crush on him

uses magic for the dumbest things just because he can

he mastered the wingardium leviosa spell within a week because he couldn't be bothered getting up to get things

when he gets close to graduation, hes pretty much practicing simple wandless magic

once freaked out the first years because jaemin charmed a storm cloud to hang around him for an entire day

it flashed lightning when he got particularly annoyed, which was a lot because that cloud was annoying as shit

has a really old owl that literally looks evil but has called it something like “snuggles”

laughs when he unintentionally swoops too low and skims other students’ heads on mail day

buys all his friends gifts during the holidays and comes back with bags filled with fun shit

pretends he never buys gifts for chenle and jisung

always ends up giving them more

cause hes soft like that

but he headlocks them after to show his dominance

has a habit of throwing his cases in the general direction of the dorm when he comes back from holidays and accidentally hitting other students

plays quidditch in his free time

debates strategies with Jeno during their free periods

gets called a traitor by his own captain

couldnt really give a shit about his own team, he prefers to support his friends

wears his school uniform properly and is the only one in the group who does so

j e n o

a Gryffindor

probably quidditch captain

and dubbed the best player on the team

super humble about it too

always commends his team for doing their best when they lose and every member loves him a lot

the captain that's always saying stuff like “it doesn't matter how this game ends... as long as we try our hardest and play as a team”

the entire team rolls their eyes at his cheesiness but the lack of pressure keeps them at ease

and majority of the time they play really well

though its clear his focus is on quidditch, he still does really well in his classes

cant cook but is somehow rlly good at potions??

likes all the really tiny creatures in care of magical creatures

and they like him too

has a slightly damaged snitch that he carries around with him at all times

one of the wings broke during his first ever game of quidditch and he never got rid of it

he keeps it in the pocket of his robes and fiddles with it when he's anxious about something

has a really good poker face when he's stressed and you'd never know until you hear the soft clicking of his hand playing with it in his pocket while he studies

has a terrible poker face when something confuses him though

during class its so obvious when he doesnt get something

renjun once charmed question marks to hang around his head and everyone in the class died laughing

even jeno

overall great sense of humour

he brought a cat

of course

and its always getting him into trouble for wandering into the off-limits areas of the castle or into the restricted section of the library

once jaemin joked that the cat was actually an animagus that was purposely trying to get him in trouble 

and jeno was spooked for like a week

wouldn't let the cat sleep on his bed and almost had a heart attack when he saw it wandering the halls between classes

but there was nothing wrong with the cat

shes just a curious girl

had a major glow-up between 6th and 7th year and everyone fell in love with him lmao

like everyone knew he was fit from quidditch but they didnt know he was that fit you know

heartthrob

d o n g h y u c k

an annoying brat

at least when he first arrived at Hogwarts in first year

has really good intentions though

everyone thought he would get sorted into Slytherin 

like the second he stepped on the train and found his way into mark lee’s compartment everyone was like this kid has GOT to be a Slytherin

but no! hufflepuff

true fullsun

used to be a beater on the quidditch team but he was forced to quit until he got his grades up

but he ended up commentating because he couldnt play

and who can actually talk that fast other than the lee donghyuck

and actually found that he enjoyed that more

so even when his grades were t h r i v i n g

he stayed as a commentator

absolutely hilarious and everyone loves him for it

is Not afraid to call out foul plays

mutters quick apologies to the professors when they scold him but does it again later anyway

tbh is actually really popular

known for being dared to stand on the Slytherin table and sing at the top of his lungs 

and actually doing it

he got two weeks detention

“worth it” - donghyuck, circa. 2019

has a talent for defence against the dark arts

acts like the smartest person in the room during that class

hes lowkey right tho

(don't tell him)

wears his tie way too loose and constantly gets told off about it

promises professors he’ll fix it then walks away and just,,, doesnt

his Hufflepuff scarf hangs off his bed frame back home

had a toad for his first few years of hogwarts but the toad ended up passing away so now he has a really troublesome owl

the owl itself is a good boy, flies fast and efficiently, but has a nasty habit of pecking donghyuck when hes hungry

“but hes hungry all the time” he whines when jaemin explains the bird’s just hungry. meanwhile, jaemin’s owl is sitting softly beside him, her eyes closed as he pets her

every first day back from holidays hyuck has red lines on his hands, arms and ears from the owl

chenle says its for giving the poor bastard a terrible name

donghyuck never actually refers to his owl by his proper name, always things like “bastard” and “dipshit”

theres a conspiracy theory about the owl’s real name and no one in their group will spill the secret

complains that the animals in care of magical creatures like him more than his own pet

“lol tru” - Chenle

j a e m i n

ravenclaw’s biggest flirt and most popular student

probably didnt even want to run for house captain but still got the position

theres a rumour that he was offered head boy but he turned it down

was the first one to find the kitchens and claimed it as the unofficial hang out spot for their group

if you’re ever missing jaemin, he’s probably in the kitchens chatting up the elves and stealing food every now and then

carries snacks with him everywhere for when he needs to comfort one of his babies house members

literally all the younger year levels feel so comfortable coming to him with their problems

has no issue with staying up in the common room to talk through things with someone

is known to walk people to their classes and then bolt to his own classrooms so hes not late

50% of the school is already in love with him

he was given the angel reputation back in first year and it hasn't let him down

is kind of a troublemaker tho

teases his classmates and even some professors that he has a good relationship with

really really loves transfiguration

probably wants to become an animagus

also wants to be an auror

absolutely loves defence of the dark arts

his owl is white and regal

like genuinely beautiful

she always looks like shes happy to see you

just like her owner uwu

he named her something sweet and meaningful

when Renjuns owl isnt able to fly, jaemin’s owl is eager to take Renjuns mail back to his family for him

wears his jumper all year round

its a good look though,, no ones complaining

was on the quidditch team up until his final year

he dropped it to focus on his studies and also being house captain

it takes him forever to go anywhere because he stops to talk to everyone

somehow knows everyone in school

even the third years in other houses??

runs errands for teachers with a smile

offers to buy food when the group goes out

c h e n l e

another muggleborn

but fits in so well

like the boy is just a natural at magic

unfortunately it doesnt always transfer into his grades

he has such a great interest in everything,,, just not on what hes learning

learnt fourth year history of magic in his first year but still almost failed his exam at the end of year

also hes the best other hufflepuff in the group

didnt understand quidditch for at least a year

ended up in the team in second year and is actually really good

probably the goalie

has the loudest laugh in school

the older professors claim they can hear him from the other side of the castle

somehow gets his hands on all the coolest magic stuff

has the marauders map no doubt

bought himself an invisibility cloak to mess with his friends

makes his professors laugh a lot

fist bumps everyone in school istg

like chenle w h y

really good at muggle studies too

made sure to select it as a subject the entire time he was at hogwarts as a slack class

doesnt really study and then feels threatened when someone gets a mark close to his

studies his butt off for the next test to maintain his status as top rank

definitely had a rat first year because he thought they were cool

and also because he knows rats can be pets like ??? wyd with owls you guys ??? shouldn't they be out in the wild or smth??

was super depressed when he found out how short the lifespans of rats were

ended up having to buy an owl in third year because rip nugget 2k15 :((

his owl is Small

thought it would be funny to call it renjun

but then renjun wouldnt talk to him for almost a week

visits the owlery at least once a week during his free periods to check on his owl

collects his thoughts up there

also rlly likes feeding the owls

sometimes steals Jeno’s cat

catch him in his dorm studying on his bed with Jeno’s cat sleeping in his lap

chenle claims its because the cats like the warm greenhouse vibe the Hufflepuff dorm has going on

but the real reason he bribed the cat into loving him when he first met it

probably was the one to lead the cat to the off-limits areas of the castle

j i s u n g

Gryffindors best seeker to date

kinda shy but is rlly admired by everyone

likes to piss jeno off by missing practice every two practices to study

but low-key hes so good he doesnt really have to go at all

doesnt want a career in quidditch but is constantly reminded he could have one if he wanted it

easily the most popular boy in his year

got asked out a few times this year and awkwardly rejected them all in the nicest way possible

he has a cat thats just as long and skinny as he is

jeno likes to call it sungie and it now responds to that name

enjoys care of magical creatures but very hesitant towards the creatures

but because of his care and precaution, the animals all really love him lmao

gets really soft around them now

seriously oblivious to his admirers tho

chenle once said if the triwizard tournament was to be brought back jisung would be the one to be chosen

has lived in fear ever since

okay jokes

boy could totally win

the only one in the group who has attempted and can successfully perform wordless magic

he knows way too many jinxes and charms off the top of his head that he can easily jinx you without even uttering a word

once was studying in the great hall when one of his friends teased him about rejecting someone and without looking up from his book he just lifted his wand and waved it, jinxing the apple in his friend’s hand to bite him

got detention but honestly the professor was so pleased with his progress it was only a one hour session

has a lot of sass 

evidently

never Fully awake at breakfast

always looks really good in the evenings tho

he comes down to breakfast with his tie half undone and the top button of his shirt open

undoes the top buttons when he’s stressed too

professors love having him as a student

especially because they know he hangs out with jaemin

but the fact that he was in renjun and Donghyuck and Chenle’s group was enough for them to be wary

but hes the perfect blend of fun and focused in lessons

likes studying outside in summer

enjoys walking around school grounds during the holidays

#NCT #nct dream #nct dream donghyuck #nct dream chenle #Nct Dream jeno #Nct Dream renjun #Nct Dream jisung #Nct Dream jaemin #nct jaemin #nct hogwarts au #Nct Dream Hogwarts au #nct fluff #Nct Dream fluf #nct reactions #nct scenarios #nct blurbs #nct imagines #nct crack #Nct Dream scenarios #Nct Dream fluff #Nct Dream blurbs #Nct Dream imagines #Nct Dream reactions #na jaemin #lee jeno #lee donghyuck #park jisung #Zhong chenle #huang renjun

[adorablele]

Hi hi, can I please get a first kiss fluff with Chenle? Thank youu 😊

[7:28 pm] “woah, um,” you nervously laughed, leaning back slightly as classmate!chenle leaned in.

“c’mon! you asked me to help you,” chenle deadpanned, raising a brow.

your eyes flickered to his lips. practice, that’s all this is.

you sighed, “okay, okay.”

“trust me,” he reassured, placing a hand on yours.

you nodded, eyes fluttering shut as you slightly puckered your lips. your heart was thumping loudly in your ears, hands suddenly feeling restless. he was taking forever!

just as you opened your eyes, he planted his lips on yours.

his movements were confident and slow, touch as light as a feather. you attempted to mimic his actions, taking your time. his lips were soft, slightly chapped, but you could manage. he emitted a heat, leaving your insides feeling fuzzy and your cheeks burning hot.

any thought of your “crush” was gone, the only person that mattered was chenle. you’re annoying classmate who stuck around when no one else did. the one who laughed at your drawing in first grade, the one who stood up for you in sixth grade, the one who encouraged you to follow your dreams freshman year.

he was always there for you, right along with your feelings you’ve been denying.

#hae.chenle #hae.req #zhong chenle #chenle timestamps #chenle blurbs #chenle drabbles #chenle scenarios #chenle imagines #chenle fluff #chenle soft hours #nct dream #nct dream timestamps #nct dream blurbs #nct dream drabbles #nct dream scenarios #nct dream imagines #nct dream fluf #nct dream soft hours

[snapchattingnct]

Jaemin + Tea

[2:23pm]: Jaemin laughs heartily as he spins the tea cup ride even faster, making you clutch onto his arm, screaming for him to stop. Throwing an arm around your shoulder and pulling you close, he laughs, “Don’t worry babe. I got you.”

#nct #nct dream #nct imagines #imagines #nct blurbs #nct scenarios #soft hours imagines #kpop blurbs #kpop scenarios #nct dream imagines #nct dream scenarios #nct dream blurbs #nct jaemin #jaemin #na jaemin #jaemin blurbs #jaemin fluff #nct fluff #nct dream fluf #admin K 🌱 #anon #asks

[midday0dreams]

my dreams about nct.2

i had the sweetest dream about nana 🥺!!!! I hugged him in my dream and he was sleepy and IT WAS AAHHH.. felt so real, his hair and warmth, his bony muscular body.. and i made sure to push my chest into him 😋 dont know why i did it but im glad i did.

#nct 127 #nct dream #nct fluff #nct smut #nct dream fluf #nct jaemin #na jaemin

[writemekpop]

[3:19 PM]

wc <0.5k, genre: suggestive, pairing: nyt x reader, warning: breast feeding

The afternoon sun was hot on your naked breasts. 

You were on a bench in a quiet corner of the park, breastfeeding your daughter. The straps of your dress were pulled down to give your baby girl access.

Your husband Yuta stood in front of you, arms crossed, shielding you from view. He was the definition of protective. 

"Is she nearly done?" Yuta asked, brows furrowed. "There's a bunch of school boys coming this way and I swear I'll kick off if even one stares at your boobs."

Yuta glanced back at you, gaze softening when he saw how gently you were cradling the baby to your chest.

Yuta had always found you sexy, but there was something about you becoming a mom that made him constantly hard for you. 

"Calming thoughts, babe," you said, chuckling at your hot headed husband. "Remember when- OW!"

You felt a sharp twinge and pulled the baby off your breast.

"Hina just bit my nipple!" you cried.

Yuta gently took the baby out of your hands and placed a kiss on her nose.

"Naughty girl," he cooed.  A devilish smirk appeared on his face. "Only daddy's allowed to do that."

🌼Timestamps Masterlist 🌼

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[peachybun-bun]

Omg in part 2 of the jisung fic, will we see Y/N and Jisung go in all the way? 🙈🙈🙈 would love that because like, i don’t know whenever i read a story i just get so emotionally attached with the characters? Like i will be INVOLVED with the story. “Omg no Y/N c’mon don’t do that i expected better from you” “Jisung YES DO THAT” “NOOOO DON’T DITCH HIM” like do you get me? Sorry if i make 0 sense 😭😭😭 so yeah in the case of that jisung fic its like, “omg yes take it slow go in your own pace” while also simultaneously being like “OMG GUYS C’MON JUST DO ITTTT”

Hi darlin!

Haha I completely understand that feeling. I am the same way when I read fics. I won't give away spoilers lol but Jisung will have at least a couple more parts in this series so keep your eyes peeled.

If you haven't read already there are other parts with the other Dreamies that might help to tide you over in the meantime 🤍

Shooting His Shot #1 Haechan

More Than One Night #1 Jaemin

Perfect Timing #1 Mark

#jisung smut #park jisung smut #jisung fluff #park jisung fluff #nct fluff #nct smut #park jisung series #jisung series #nct series #nct dream smut #nct dream fluf #nct dream series #dreamies roomies series #answered

[mooribi]

✨Poly! NoMin AU ✨

Pairing: NoMin and y-you? Summary: Just your day to day with NoMin in a nutshell (aka bullet point form ) Word Count: a wholesome 700 Genre: Fluffy :D

Wow...lucky you!

You scored two handsome princes!

First of all

I hope you like cycling :D

Bc that's what you're doing most weekends for as long as Jaemin's bike decides to stick around.

Now, idk how good you are on a bike but Jeno is off in the horizon as soon as you guys put foot to pedal.

Even though it's Jaemin who insists you all go on a casual 10-kilometre cycle most weekends,

Jeno gets very into it once he has his helmet secured.

You can expect to get a thumb-up thrown back at you as Jeno completely disappears from sight.

But don't worry, Jeno only lets himself zoom off because he knows Jaemin will always cycle alongside you.

Speaking of which, Jaemin likes to talk while you're cycling together.

a lot

While you might be huffing and pedalling up a hill, Jaemin will probably still be bringing up how cute that dog was you saw 15 minutes back.

When there's a sharp turn or underpass coming up Jaemin will always slow down and make sure you go first, aw

Jaemin just likes you in his sight bc exhausted you = cute you in his eyes

Plus, he likes the fact that basically, the only secret in your relationship is that you and Jaemin have taken shortcuts on multiple occasions,

and completely let Jeno think you two have done just as much cycling as him.

Anyway,

During your cycling trips, you'll all usually meet up at a pre-meditated rest stop.

When you and Jaemin arrive, Jeno will always be waiting under a shady spot with some bottled drinks and maybe a cheeky snack or two.

Oh, except that one time you and Jaemin had taken a shortcut and beat Jeno to the rest stop

So Jaemin and you had to hide yourselves and your bikes behind some bushes until Jeno arrived

Even when Jeno did arrive you and Jaemin had to give it a few minutes before running over to the final addition of your trio.

Yikes.

Anyway, enough about bikes, damn.

At home you Jeno and Jaemin have what some may call the perfect combo.

Let me explain,

Jaemin looks handsome cooking

You look absolutely heavenly while eating

And you and Jaemin both whole-heartedly agree,

Jeno looks really handsome washing the dishes.

When you have the whole weekend together you, Jaemin and Jeno will change into your pyjamas,

and do all three together!

Which you all agree is the most fun

Especially Jeno.

After that, you will usually try to watch a movie but it almost always turns into a big cuddly mess, aw

A mess bc somehow you three haven't found the perfect way to cuddle and watch tv at the same time yet.

Jaemin contributes to initiating hugs and cuddles Big Time.

Oh, what's that? you're just sitting there eating cereal? Well damn, Jaemin thinks you deserve a hug.

Oh, Jeno's washing the dishes? surprise hug!

Jeno on the other hand doesn't initiate a lot of surprises hugs or cuddles.

but Jeno does love a nice nap and cuddle

When Jeno wants cuddles is one of the few times he will openly act cute.

He'll grab either your's or Jaemin's sleeve or hand and sway it a little while just kind of grumbling about 'how tired he is'.

A kind of pouty and cute Jeno.

and that's all he would have to do for you and Jamein to be all soft and cuddly back.

Though, when you do get to nap-cuddling Jeno is 98% of the time the first to fall asleep while you and Jaemin are still poking each other's faces or something.

Jeno knows that but he doesn't mind bc that's one of his Top 10 ways to fall asleep uwu

But cuddly Jaemin while sleeping? two words

clingy and baby

Jeno was, naturally, more clingy in his sleep during the winter

but Jaemin is attached and nuzzling into either you or Jeno all year round.

You and Jeno have to leave the air conditioning on overnight during the summer just so you don't overheat.

bc once Jaemin has his chin in your shoulder and his arms around you, he probably isn't going to let go until he gets hungry

In a nutshell, that's just some of your day to day with lovely NoMin

So, I hope you had a nice day ✨

✨By Mooribi🐶✨

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