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chocojae · 11 months

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𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐍𝐒 — kim doyoung

summary ▸ seven signs you are in love according to not so love expert, kim doyoung ft. a tired and frustrated kun

genre ▸ doyoung x female reader | pure fluff | university au

word count ▸ 3.2k

warnings ▸ none!

luna’s note ▸ hello @beautifulchris ! I am your author for the exchange event held by @kflixnet! i enjoyed writing this piece and really hope you will like this ♡ since the event’s main motive was to be friends, i hope we can get to know each other!

ONE: YOUR DAY STARTS AND ENDS WITH YOU THINKING ABOUT THEM.

Doyoung’s eyes widen as he notices the words he just scribbled on his notebook. He was spacing out in the lecture hall, and guess what he wrote? Your name, once again.

It astonished Doyoung when he realised just how much he has been thinking about you these past few days.

When he got to learn that you have a (secret) crush on him, all he did was think about you and notice your likes and dislikes. From him eating his breakfast and getting reminded (out of nowhere) that you love cats to him putting on an outfit of your favourite shade because you like that colour, his life was suddenly revolving around you.

It bugged him that it was you who occupied his mind 24/7 when it should have been his studies. Lately, he gets on his bus every day thinking if you would attend today or not and can’t help but get a little disappointed when he notices your absence.

Something is wrong with him, but what? It’s the question that messes his mind the most. Doyoung angrily stabs the paper with frustration, his mind running a thousand miles per second, trying to figure out what could be the possible cause of his sudden curiosity and then his face suddenly drops. A tiny voice in his head whispers: You couldn’t like her back, could you?

Doyoung shakes his head violently, trying to shush the tiny voice. Through the corner of his eye, he looks at you for a split second. Right, there was no freaking way he possibly could.

Fine, Doyoung takes back whatever he said a few hours prior. There might be a possible, tiny, tiny chance that he might like you, romantically.

He stares at your laughing figure for a little longer than he would before tearing his eyes off you, gulping soon after. God, why wasn’t he able to look away? Sure, you are attractive and kind but does he really like like you? Like as in a boy liking a girl? That type of like?

He presses his lips into a thin line and steals another glance, soon feeling his cheeks burn up. Shit, have you always been that pretty?

“I don’t think this tragic piece of literature is supposed to be making you blush, Doyoung.” Kun squints his eyes at the younger male sitting beside him, noticing how Doyoung looked completely taken aback by his comment.

Wait, Doyoung was blushing? BLUSHING? Now, that was unexpected. Doyoung cleared his throat, running a hand through his hair. “Yeah, I know. It’s just the weather. You know how hot it can get in summers here.”

Kun squinted his eyes, not satisfied with the so called answer. There was no way he was buying the “reason” Doyoung was beetroot red. It was a white lie. Sure, he agrees that summers are hot in here but with all the fans and air conditioners present and just a simple black t-shirt thrown over him, Doyoung couldn’t possibly be reddening because of it.

“Are you sure you were not checking out someone and blushing?” Kun asks with suspense laced through his words, crossing his arms and giving a look that indicated he was ready to hear the tea.

“Jesus, no!” Doyoung responds immediately. Hey, it was the truth. He wasn’t checking you out or something, he was just glancing at you. Glancing. There’s a difference, okay?

“Sure.” Kun shrugged, not convinced and continued his explanation, hoping Doyoung would get whatever he was trying to make him understand. Doyoung slumped down on the table, Kun’s words becoming white noise to him. With his head resting on his arm, he dragged his eyes towards you. Hell, you look absolutely breathtaking—

Here he goes thinking about you once again, not like he could help it.

TWO: YOUR EYES ALWAYS SEEM TO SEARCH FOR THEM.

Considering that he thinks about you most time of the day, it should have been natural for Doyoung to accept that he likes stealing glances at you. It would have been easy if that was the case. But it’s not.

Every single time he is reminded about you or glances at you, Doyoung tries to convince himself that he does not like you. It is tiring, very tiring since he thinks about you so much that it makes him frustrated.

If he would tell someone about this train of thoughts running through his head, he is one hundred one per cent sure that it would conclude he likes you.

The thought that he might have harboured feelings for you, for unacceptable for him.

He chose to ignore those confusing feelings, shoving them aside. But what he couldn’t control was the way his eyes always gravitated towards you, taking his time to adore you like you were his love interest in some cheesy romance novel.

You looked so ethereal in his eyes, so beautiful that he believed you were the most beautiful person to exist.

He sneaked glances at you now and then and most of the time, you were already looking at him. So when he looked back to admire you out of nowhere, you both were caught off guard and turned away in a beat at being caught.

Kun, who observed this quite often, found it pretty cute and enjoyed teasing Doyoung about this. Doyoung would shake his head, saying he was just spacing out and it was not what Kun thinks. But Kun could see how just two seconds after calling him out, Doyoung’s gaze was fixated on you once again.

THREE: YOU RANDOMLY START PICKING UP THEIR HOBBIES.

Seriously, painting and Doyoung?

Doyoung looks around helplessly in the room filled with what seemed like skilled and passionate students. They all seemed so focused and determined, unlike him who stood there awkwardly, face laced with confusion.

Doyoung should have been studying in the library for the upcoming exam, or doing his laundry that has stacked up for about two weeks now. He should have been anywhere but here, occupied with the set of brushes he has no idea how to use.

Painting never once intrigued Doyoung, so why was he here? Answer: For you.

Through his secret source obviously Kun, he found out you liked to paint in your free time.

To Doyoung, painting was something uninteresting but since you liked it, he was adamant to try it out as this would mean him finally having a common topic to start a conversation with you.

In the past two months, Doyoung got so frustrated with himself that he accepted he liked you, and yes, romantically. He disclosed this to Kun, who didn’t waste a single second to tease Doyoung by revealing he already figured out his “secret” long ago by the way he gawked at you.

And the more Kun teased him, the more Doyoung’s feelings grew and so did his desire to get to know you.

He wanted to start a conversation multiple times but the blush on his cheeks whenever he was with you prevented him from doing so. Doyoung did draft the convo scenes with you in his head, preparing different things to say based on your supposed replies in his imagination.

But to actually start a conversation with you was hard. His mind just goes blank whenever he decides to start a small talk with you, and the script he had prepared for weeks in his head, gets blurry. He stammers, and he blushes.

You too, wanted to talk to him and spend some time together but you didn’t have the courage to. He made you feel so euphoric, it was hard to focus on anything else, including your words.

FOUR: YOU GET FLUSTERED AROUND THEM.

Doyoung’s standing behind you. You are standing in front of him. The proximity is so close that Doyoung could catch the faint smell of your perfume lingering over him.

Kun nudges Doyoung from behind, leaning in and whispering. “You are red like a tomato. Don’t be this obvious.” Doyoung nods. He could feel the loud thumping of his stupid heart and is doing everything in his power to avoid looking at you, not because he doesn’t want to glance at you, but because he knows his heart will beat louder the more he will look at you.

What Doyoung didn’t notice was the way you were being a mess too. Eyes roaming everywhere in nervousness, cheeks painted pink and your friends passing you a teasing look.

You are so sure that Doyoung knows you have a little crush on him, and that didn’t bother you— until now. Because he is behind you, just behind you. The prettiest and kindest man (with utterly attractive hands and a honey like voice) you have ever known is behind you. Your freaking crush is behind you.

It feels awkward, nervous and exciting all at the same time and the adrenaline rushing through your system makes you go numb. Do you look good? Is your hair alright? What about you back? Oh, you should have taken your roommate’s advice and done some back exercises so you weren’t regretting right now. And what about your perfume? Is it still there? What if Doyoung doesn’t like scents?

The train of thought was never ending, and Doyoung could relate too. He should’ve worn something more presentable. The tray in his hands was shaking. Why the hell did Kun pushed him to stand next to you?

“I hate you, Kun.” Kun raised an eyebrow at his words, a small smirk adoring his face as he answered back. “But you also love me for this.”

Doyoung bit back a smile. Kun just knows him too well.

FIVE: YOU GET (UNNECESSARILY) WORRIED ABOUT THEM.

Doyoung has no right to worry about you but it’s the third day he hasn’t seen your pretty face and it’s making him nervous. What if something happened to you? Or what if you left the university?

Millions of baseless thoughts ran through his head, his body stiffening. You couldn’t have gotten sick, right?

But what if you did? Cold sweat broke out on his forehead at the mere thought. Doyoung’s ears perked up hearing the giggles of your friends and he looked at them curiously.

Maybe he should ask them, but wait, wouldn’t it seem extremely suspicious when he would randomly ask about you? Screw it, he says to himself and marches towards your friends.

“Hi.” The sudden appearance of Doyoung made their giggles come to a halt and they were visibly confused. “So, I was saying that..” Shit, he can’t do it.

“Do you have the notes from the previous lesson? I forgot to jot down mine!” He passes them an awkward smile, hoping they won’t catch his unusual behaviour.

“Sure” One of the girls, which he vividly remembers seeing by your side the most, takes out a notebook from her bag, handing it to Doyoung with the same expression as earlier. “Here,” Doyoung mumbles a quiet thank you before completely disappearing.

The girls, confused, shrugged their shoulders and decided to not think much, later joking about how you should have been there.

Doyoug gave Kun his best puppy eyes. “Please.” Kun sighed and asked, “Why can’t you do this?”

“Because it would seem weird.” Kun raised an eyebrow at the reply. “And it wouldn’t when I will?

“No, because even if it will do seem that way, you are not me. That’s why.”

“Your logic is so…….baseless.”

Doyoung clung onto his arm, swinging it in an attempt to persuade him. “Oh come one, please, please.”

Kun closed his eyes. “I am deaf, I can’t hear anything.”

“Please, only you could save me from this misery.”

“Misery? Misery? You not being able to find out why Y/N has not been coming for three days has driven you into misery?” Kun’s voice was laced with sarcasm followed by an eye roll. “And FYI, I don’t even talk to Y/N that much.”

“Well, you can ask just out of curiosity. I am sure they would understand.”

“Then why can’t you do it?”

“Because it feels weird!”

“Just say you are shy.”

“I am not!”

“You are.”

“I am not, okay!?”

“Liar.”

“So?” Doyoung asks in anticipation, eyes full of hope darting at the tired Kun. “She is at her grandma’s. No big deal.”

“That means she is okay, right?” Kun slumps down beside him. “Yeah, I guess.”

Doyoung glares at him. “What do you mean you guess? You didn’t ask?”

“Obviously dude, I am not her boyfriend or something!”

“You had one job. One.”

“Not again.”

SIX: YOU PICK UP THEIR HUMOUR.

caution ▸ cringy dad joke ahead

Doyoung has been observing you every single time so it wasn’t long before he picked up your humour. You were the dad jokes type and while Doyoung wasn’t interested a bit in them, the humour grew on him and now he has made Kun’s life a little harder than it was before.

“Wanna hear a knock joke?” Doyoung grins at the annoyed Kun.

“It’s not like I have a choice.” He mumbled. Doyoung cleared his throat, “Knock Knock.”

“Who’s there?”

“Nobel.” There was still that grin on his face when Doyoung waited for Kun to respond. “Ask Nobel who?”

Kun rolled his eyes. “Nobel, who?”

“No bell so I just knocked.” Doyoung bursts into fists of laughter and smacks Kun’s shoulder. “Be real, isn’t it funny?”

“It’s not—” Kun pauses sensing a glare thrown at him “It’s so hilarious, I can’t even laugh!” Kun sends Doyoung a small, scared smile and releases a sigh of relief when Doyoung takes the comment as a positive one.

If Kun is going to stick around Doyoung who will find humour in dad jokes because of you, you both better get married for his unthinkable sacrifice.

SEVEN: YOU IMAGINE A FUTURE WITH THEM.

Doyoung grasps the bouquet of flowers tight in his hands. He takes a deep breath, closing his eyes and calming his nerves down.

You can do this, Doyoung! He says to himself, glancing at the flowers in his sweaty palms. He is finally doing this, Kim Doyoung is finally asking you out. Seems unreal, right? For Doyoung too.

He had never imagined he would ask you out, but here he is.

He was smitten over you, everyone knew. You were referred to as his crush but that label soon was ripped away when Doyoung started seeing you in a new light. When everything about you seemed more lovely than it could ever be. When your flaws, which he had previously ignored seemed so perfect to him. When instead of getting all nervous and excited, he felt warmth and comfort from your presence.

The tag of a crush got removed and replaced by the one called love.

He imagined doing everything with you, going out on dates, meeting your family, late night celebrations, unexpected calls and what not. It become clear Kim Doyoung was in love with you.

He had finally mustered up the courage to ask you out, for real. His heart was beating a thousand miles per second. He doesn’t know if you were ready for this, or even if you still had feelings for him but he was going to do it. It’s now or never.

Doyoung had called you in a cafe near by, and as much as you were puzzled, you were internally screaming. You were attracted to him, no doubt. He was kind, he was cute. He was everything you looked for in a man. So when you met Doyoung with a bouquet of flowers in his hands and cheeks flushed red, your heart beat synced with his, uncontrollable and messy. Your palms become sweaty as you sat down opposite him.

“Hi, how have you been?” You asked, a smile spread across your lips. The talk started off great. It seemed so pleasant and comfortable with Doyoung and you wished you could stop time. The moment felt surreal.

Doyoung cleared his throat before scratching the back of his nape. “I don’t know how to say this, but I um….I…..like you.” Wait, he what??? “What?”

“I like you.” Your eyes were about to pop off. Are you dreaming? Doyoung noticed your reaction and was quick to say, “We will pretend this never happened if you are not comfortable.”

“No—. Well, I— oh, god. I like you too.” Dooung blinked a few times. Okay, what should he respond with now?

“Here,” He handles the bouquet with utmost gentleness and care. His cheeks you red, and so were yours.

“What I was saying is…..how about we get to know each other first? This would help us to decide if we want to become official or not.”

“Like, get to know each other on ‘dates’?” You asked with a broad smile.

“Yeah, small dates.” he smiled back and finally made eye contact and was washed over with the warmth that spread through his entire body. His shoulders relaxed and leaned in, ready to hear all about you. “So tell me about yourself, Y/N L/N.” You chuckled, the smile never leaving your lips.

You both were over the moon, and the memory easily become your and his favourite.

Doyoung smiled as he closed his diary. Reading his old entries, he felt nostalgic and happy. He glanced at your sleeping figure beside him. One thing that he had never ever regretted was loving you. He was grateful to have you by his side.

You were his first love, and now, his wife.

The diamond ring on your finger sparkled every so slightly in the dim light of your shared bedroom. Doyoung lay down on the bed beside you, staring at your sleeping face with a silly grin on his face.

It was your third wedding anniversary today and you being all excited and proud drank a little too much than you could handle, knocking out soon after. Doyoung, being a smitten man for you found it hilarious, and adorable.

He tucked a strand of loose hair behind your ear and continued to look at you with fond eyes over flowing with love. He kissed your forehead. He loves you so much, and nothing can ever change that.

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nctauvision · 2 years

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[12:01 am] You and Doyoung peacefully laid rest on the cold, wet ground. Although not ideal, you were grateful for the clear night sky.

“The moon is so beautiful isn't it?” he says. He intertwines your hands, noting your cold fingertips.

Your nose crinkles in protest, but he insists, draping his coat over you.

“Hey, don’t fall asleep on me. Not yet,” he wavers, pressing your bodies closer, the lack of warmth unwelcoming.

“C’mon, don’t-” he calls out, voice much more airy. He nudges you awake.

Doyoung didn’t know when you seized to breathe, the silence overtaken by the sound of sirens arriving at the sight of your limp body against his outside of the car crash scene.

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kjdkive · 6 months

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reading fanfics sometimes fuck me up because i do want to experience too innocent love, disgusting rough sex and having a family with the love of my life. instead, i just read about it and wait for the day, even though i don't think the day will come.

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phoxphenex · 1 year

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texting 127 meow to see their reaction??

i got a separate request for dream, so markhyuck will be included there <3

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orangesaek · 1 year

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hey could i request a jaehyun scenario where his gf is loved by everyone and heachan is clingy and likes y/n but not in a romantic way and a jealous jaehyun is there

hi, thanks so so much for your request! here you go ♡ hope you like it 🥰 let me know what you think! a/n: not proofread — lowercase intended

warning: just a teeny-tiny bit suggestive at the end, nothing serious! don't worry :)

it was the nth time of that day that jaehyun has attempted to steal you away from his friends. the boys have invited you to a mini beach escapade after their back to back schedules overseas, and jaehyun couldn't wait to spend some quality time with you.

however, things didn't go exactly as he planned.

as soon as you appeared in front of them at the dorms, you were immediately swept up by the guys and got buried in hugs. not that it was a problem, but jaehyun wanted to have you to himself first.

"my favorite person in the world is here~" haechan sing-songed while hugging your waist from behind.

the 5th floor guys have decided to come up to the 10th floor since they were already done preparing their stuff (special thanks to doyoung's nagging), while some of the 10th floor guys were rushing to pack theirs that morning.

jaehyun was done with packing last night and was now in the kitchen preparing his protein-shake for breakfast. he looked at you and haechan, frowning to himself. it wasn't the first time he has seen the guys so close to you. he didn't really mind the friendly kisses on the cheeks that the other members would give you, the hugs, or the times they'd hold your hand or cling to you.

he has been with haechan for so many years, and he knows how haechan has the tendency to get so clingy with people he's close to, however, he didn't quite understand as to why he would feel a bit more jealous whenever haechan would do those things to you compared to the other guys.

the car ride going to the beach was pure torture for him. although you were seated next to each other for the whole 2-hour drive (with johnny as the designated driver, and doyoung at the front seat), jaehyun never had the chance to speak with you for more than 5 minutes. whenever he thought he finally had the chance, one or two (if not the rest) of the guys would take your attention away from him. the most he could do at that point was to hold your hand and occasionally play with it.

jaehyun was starting to get annoyed, but he also understood how much the members have missed you too. he's more than grateful that they love being with you so much, but the only time he could have you all for himself is when he's at your house or when you're on a date, which is not often because of work.

"i'm really happy you're here! i missed you so much," haechan said, clinging onto your arm like a koala. you were seated between him and jaehyun, with taeil seated on the other side of haechan.

"hey, hey! you know you're not the only one who missed her," jungwoo shouted from the back, pouting.

"right," yuta said. "we miss her too, but one guy definitely missed her a lot more than we do." he teased. the rest of the guys started to join him in teasing you and jaehyun, to which you just laughed and jaehyun just smiled shyly, ears turning red.

doyoung turned to face the back with a frown on his face.

"really, you guys are so noisy. i can barely hear the song playing," he said. he looked at you and smiled sweetly. "except you, pretty"

"i think we're here," johnny announced. you looked out the window and saw a beautiful exclusive resort. jaehyun looked at you and smiled at how your eyes lit up at that moment. he thought you looked so beautiful.

"excited?" jaehyun finally spoke, still smiling at you. you looked at him with a big smile on your face and nodded enthusiastically.

after checking in, you and jaehyun went to your room (which was separate from the rest of the guys), and settled your things down before heading to the beach for some alone time. or so he thought.

you were peacefully walking hand in hand along the shore, finally catching up with each other's life updates, when you suddenly heard a voice call out your name. jaehyun whipped his head around and saw haechan running towards you.

"i was looking for you!" haechan said to you, hands on his hips as he tried to catch his breath. you looked at jaehyun then at him in confusion.

"why? what's up, hyuckie?"

for some reason, jaehyun felt the need to hold your hand tighter. you felt his grip but didn't really think much of it.

"the guys are playing beer pong right now," haechan said. "let's go!"

haechan reached out for your other hand and was about to drag you away when jaehyun held onto your hand tighter, making haechan slightly stumble forward.

"we're doing something at the moment," jaehyun spoke. "we'll catch up with you guys later." you noticed the tone in his voice and glanced up at him.

"hyung, it's really fun back there! come on!" haechan whined.

you smiled at jaehyun as you lightly swept your thumb on his hand, letting him know through your eyes that it will be alright. he looked back at you and sighed, his grip eventually getting loose.

"hyuckie, jaehyun and i will just join you guys later, okay? i promise we'll be there," you said reassuringly. haechan looked at you with his puppy eyes but ultimately sighed in defeat. to be honest, you were the only one he ever listened to without further arguments or questions. literally one word from you is enough for him.

jaehyun stared at you in shock. he was pretty sure to himself just a few moments ago that you would choose to hangout with the other guys over him when you let go of his hand.

as haechan ran back to the bar where the other guys were at, you turned to look at jaehyun with a cheeky smile while holding his cold hands.

"i know you," you started. jaehyun couldn't help the huge smile showing on his face, followed by his deep chuckle.

"i've noticed it since this morning," you spoke again. you eyed him carefully before continuing. "and in the car, and many other times, too."

jaehyun was the type of person who never beats around the bush, especially when it concerns your relationship. he let out a sigh.

"i know, and i'm sorry. i know it's neither your nor haechan's fault. for some reason i'm not even sure of, i feel easily jealous when you're together." he said. "and i know haechan's just really clingy when he's comfortable, and i know that he actually has his eyes on someone else, but..."

you looked at jaehyun softly. he was looking down, playing with the sand with his foot. you let go of his hands and gave him a tight hug.

"thank you for being honest with me, jae. and i'm sorry i made you feel this way," you gently stroke his back. jaehyun hugged you even tighter, feeling the warmth of your body. heaven knows how much he missed your warm hugs.

"no, you don't have to apologize for anything. don't worry, i'll handle my feelings better."

"jae, no. we can work on this together, okay?"

jaehyun smiled through the hug before quickly realizing he nearly forgot to mention the one thing that bothered him most that day. he let go of the hug and looked at you seriously. you looked back at him, puzzled.

"did you know how annoyed i was this morning when the guys literally swarmed up to you as soon as you arrived? not to mention, they were all talking to you the entire time in the car and i couldn't even have a proper conversation with you." he started. you stared at him in confusion before breaking into a fit of laughter. it was jaehyun's turn to look confused.

"of course! i didn't miss that," you said as placed your arms around his neck in a hug. "jae, i will make it up to you today, i promise. and i'm really sorry about that as well."

jaehyun slipped his arms around your waist and bit his lips in a smile.

"oh, i definitely know how you can make it up to me." he said, wriggling his eyebrows suggestively before giving you a sweet kiss on the lips.

- end.

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backtoyuta · 13 days

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NCT 127 college series- how you first meet

Pairing: Yuta x Reader

warnings: none

A fluffy 127 drabble where Yuta is a flirty sob. No smut but a tad suggestive- 1 in the where you meet 127 at college series

I will never get over college aus. They are my bread and butter.

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Yuta was one of those unlikely friendships that blossomed in potentially the most disastrous of settings. You hated group projects with a passion, there was always one that was super disorganised, and you felt the immense pressure of not being that person in question too. You remember vividly your tutor reading out the list of names- perking at the sound of your own and then flicking your eyes instinctively to Yuta when his was called promptly after.

You glanced away quickly when his aloof expression trained on you, his eyes observing but face unchanging. You scrambled for your belongings as soon as the lecture was over, one of your group-mates muttering about making a group chat with a sullen tone. It would be a little while until Yuta and yourself spoke, your only interaction being the insane sexual tension when it was just you two on the google slides at 1 in the morning.

"This seat free?" Chimed a voice from beside you, Yuta sank into the seat after you shook your head no and shoved some of your stationary aside on the table, the sound a little too awkward and loud for a library.

"I see you were pulling a late one last night," he continued playfully, his tongue pushed to the inside of his cheek as he opened his laptop- something he did a lot.

"I could say the same for you... How's the research going?" His eyes twinkled hearing your reply and his slender fingers typed rapidly. He showed you his research proudly, a substantial amount of work and organised neatly- thank God someone was pulling their weight.

"Let's see what you have" and he leaned closer to see your screen, causing a waft of his cologne to hit you subtly. You let him scroll through your slides, the corner of his mouth turning up at your intelligent use of jargon.

"Wow... Nice Y/N, very nice"

"Oh it gets even better."

"Oh?"

"yeah..." You pulled up your bibliography and sat back, his expression twisting and he let out an exaggerated groan, causing you to laugh and shush him simultaneously, all the while glancing around at anyone hearing your conversation.

"Cited sources, that's what gets you going?" You scoffed sarcastically, eyeing him up and down.

"Listen, my group last time had me in the trenches... I was the backbone of the whole thing." He jokingly shuddered and you laughed at his quip, the two of you settling down and continuing to work on your portions of the work. Your time working together was time you got to know each other beyond an acquaintance in your class. Being with Yuta was thrilling, mostly because he was the type of person you knew you would never have been friends with outside of these circumstances. He was a creative, opinionated, and had a torturous sense of humour- something he adored weaponizing and using to make you squirm.

He couldn't help but coo internally when he would spout an abundance of lies, and watch you intently as you went through the motions of nodding naively, process what he said and then playfully go to hit his chest lightly while he laughed and dodged you in satisfaction. You became accustomed to strolling over to the library to work together, sending him sly texts when you saw him pop up on google slides, and exchanging smiles when you caught him with his group of friends. Occasionally he liked to drag you over for a chat, sling an arm around your shoulder and keep you there until you could say your goodbyes and continue on to wherever you were going.

The tension only increased when you progressed to working at each other's dorms. It was hard to tell which was the lesser of two evils; all your friends in your flat were nosey and wanted all the details about the hot guy you brought round to study with, and Yuta lived in a stereotypical guy-dorm. Today, you opted for skilfully dodging the pizza boxes piled by the door and let yourself be led down the narrow corridor into Yuta's compact, but relatively tidy room.

Yuta settled on his bed with his back leaning against the wall, beckoning you to come and sit beside him while shimmying his laptop and books out of his bag. As soon as you were sat, the air became a little thicker, his form was incredibly warm against yours in the small room and his signature scent that always clung to him was much more potent in his space.

Yuta was always very frugal and complicit with physical contact; he had no issue with his friends resting, leaning, clinging on him, so you tried very hard to pay no mind when he pressed his side up to yours to place the laptop between you. You had to force your heartrate to slow and for your hands to stop shaking when he handed you a piece of paper, the tremor catching his attention- to his delight.

"Am I making you nervous?" His tone felt a little too serious, and his voice was a little lower than the clear tone he usually sang out.

"No." You replied, a little too quickly, and you caught the smirk gracing his features in the reflection of the laptop screen. "It's probably the coffee... I'm fine." You made a point of shoving a pillow behind your back and cracking on, Yuta's chuckle sounding in the mostly quiet room. He didn't budge an inch, his jeans still pressed up against your leg and the slightly bony part of his shoulder level with your head.

You were working efficiently, the sun had set a while ago so Yuta illuminated the room with a lamp, casting a warm glow. At some point you became quite lethargic, the warmth of the room and Yuta being so close was like a blanket, and the quietness that was interrupted minimally by the soothing sound of typing caused a fog in your brain. Your eyes continued to close against your will, and you had to force the yawns away while trying to subtly jerk your body awake.

"Why don't you just take a nap?" Yuta laughed lightly, watching your eyelids flutter. He couldn't suppress his giggle, his shoulder shaking causing your head to almost vibrate when he noticed you had typed a stream of full stops and commas in your writing; you must've left your fingers on the keys when you dozed off for the umpteenth time.

You only grumbled in response, determined to shake the tiredness off, but that was proving impossible. Ignoring your light whine of confusion, Yuta brushed his fingers over your thigh as he lifted your laptop off your lap, and lightly pushed your shoulder so you were resting horizontal with your head nestled in a pillow.

"I won't bother you." Yuta smiled, his eyes still trained on his work. He tugged your T-shirt down once in a gentle manner from where it had ridden up your back, and you almost flinched where his cool fingertips came into contact with your exposed skin. Your heart was fluttering at being casually manhandled, but you let out a quiet sigh of agreement when you settled into the mattress, your eyes closing automatically.

You woke disorientated, the light outside gone completely and the only parts visible was the illumination of street lights and buildings. Yuta was slouched in his desk chair, a book open in front of him but he was watching some kind of sports game in Japanese on his laptop on the lowest volume.

"What time is it?" You grumbled, still confused, dehydrated, too hot and tangled in blankets.

"Late. I'll walk you home... You want something to eat?" Yuta rolled his chair over to where you were sitting up, reaching out casually to move some of your hair that had become mussed back to their original position. The mention of food made you conscious of how hollow your stomach felt and you nodded sleepily, head bowed at how Yuta looked at your endearing form shyly.

You did get some food, and after Yuta helped you gather together your belongings that had scattered around the bed he held your jacket open for you to slip your arms in, flung your backpack over his shoulder and walked you out, making casual conversation on the way home.

The time eventually came to show your group presentation, and he smiled widely at you when you sighed out, relieved the whole thing was over and done with.

"You should come over tonight," he spoke seriously, those infamous dark eyes looking you up and down as he poked his tongue into the inside of his cheek

"The presentation is over Yuta, we can chill." You squirmed under his gaze, but made a point of throwing him a friendly smile as if to part ways, grabbed your bag and turned to exit.

Before you could turn fully, Yuta reacted quick and grasped your hoodie-clad wrist lightly, preventing your leave.

"Hm? I didn't mean to work." His tone was light hearted but his expression was almost sinister, his eyes glinted and mouth quirked into a smile… and he was still holding your sleeve. Letting the last of the class stragglers pass by behind you and out the door you felt your stomach flip in excitement and your knees shake. Yuta continued to stare you down, taking a sadistic enjoyment at you blush and fumble to try and formulate an answer.

The lecturer rushed out a goodbye and also disappeared out the door of the lecture theatre, leaving you entirely alone in the aisle nearest the exit; the rows and rows of seats looking vast and empty now it was just the two of you. You stepped back towards the wall to gain some distance, purely out of self preservation, but Yuta leaned up casually on the wall behind you. He wasn't a whole lot taller than you, but his dominance was omnipresent as he waited patiently for your answer.

“Yeah… sounds… good” the words catching in your throat slightly. He chuckled again, his dark expression mollifying into something more friendly. The air turned stiff as he acknowledged your answer, it was like he was completely aware of his effect on you and wanted to exploit it as much as was in his power.

"See, I do make you nervous." He smiled, once again amused at how you bore his torment. You shook your head slightly and dared to look at his dark eyes that glinted down at you. At this point you easily could've slipped away, he had let your wrist go, but the thrill of the moment was keeping your feet firmly planted. You wanted to prove he didn't turn you into the puddle he was so sure he did. Even if your from was melting under his gaze as we speak.

"You're delusional." You muttered, your face twisting into an expression of mirth as he breathed out a laugh through his nose, and he leant his upper body lower to be closer to your ear.

"Am I? So it doesn't bother you when I do this?" He feigned innocence despite one hand still placed on the wall to entrap you and the fingers of his other hand trailing up your clothed spine. He forced a leg between the two of yours, effectively parting them and leant so close to your ear that you could feel his cool, minty breath tickling your neck.

He muttered something in Japanese, his mother tongue spilling from his lips fluidly and sensually, his lips brushing against the shell of your ear caused your hair to stand on end. He trailed his hand up further behind you and toyed with your hair, and he punctuated his words with a snicker as your breath caught. Your body contradicted itself, trying to escape the ticklish feeling of his fingers on your back but also wanting to refrain from giving him a reaction at all. You were absolutely certain that whatever he murmured so wickedly in your ear was the most perverted thing he could muster, his teasing expression gave you that much, but you breathed a sharp breath and once again looked up bravely.

"Nope." You popped, deadpan, but still fighting the urge to shiver and shimmy away from his expert touch.

"No?" Leaning in again, he muttered more in a foreign language. His tone was practically purring as he bemused at your confused expression, and reached the hand that was walking up and down your spine to your head to move some hair off your face.

"What are you saying?" You questioned defeated, your tone a little whinier that what you would have liked but his sultry actions were making a potent mixture of heat and frustration pool in your stomach.

"Can I show you?" He offered, his eyes searching yours for an ounce of discomfort. You relaxed your body in his hold and once again a devilish smirk pulled at his features. He looked down intently at your lips as you nodded naively at his request, the syrupy feeling you had before morphing into something more needy and you squirmed slightly when he leaned down and kissed you.

You let him take the lead as he moulded his lips with yours, your hands pressed against the wall awkwardly as he overpowered you. Sensing your awkwardness, he slid his hand from your bicep, down your forearm and grasped your hand lightly to bring it up and place it on his shoulder, never removing his lips from yours. Using his prompt, your wound the hand he had manoeuvred towards the warmth of his neck and placed your other hand lightly on his chest, while he snaked his arms around you and kept you close; his hands working with pure experience and expertise.

The sound of students chatting down the hallway, right outside the door caused you to pull away and turn your head towards the noise. Yuta loosened his grip from your body but took your chin between his thumb and index finger to force you to face him again, and pressed a languid kiss to your swollen lips.

"We won't mind them." He spoke for the both of you, his dominance once again coming to the forefront.

"Are you always this bossy?" You complained jokingly, allowing him to kiss you once more. He pulled away and left some ticklish kisses on your jaw and neck, nothing that would leave a mark, only stopping to laugh at your comment and peer at your flushed face.

"Are you always this compliant?" He sassed back, the tone light hearted but the implication hung heavy between you.

You raised your eyebrow at his question and summoned some fire from your flustered form to quip back at him. "Wouldn't you like to know?" You wiggled with more defiance, signalling that the two of you should leave now and he followed your suit, detangling his arms from you and slinging his bag over his shoulder.

He didn't reply to your statement, only opened the door and held it for you over your head. You fell into step together as he walked you out of the lecture hall, a hand deftly reaching down to clasp yours and continue to walk like that. His domineering presence kept you wary and excited, as you followed him back to his dorm you could only wonder where the events of the day would take you.

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NCT: first date

A/n: I'm planning on making an nct dream masterlist soon and i decided to add mark and haechan there instead :)

[Taeil ]

Museum date

It was his idea ofc

He decided to take you to a new museum that just opened

Before going, he makes sure to put his favourite perfume so he smells nice, hoping you'll like this 'manly' perfume he bought specifically for the dates

Takes you in his car and you talk nonstop, ofc he listens to every word you say

When you get there, he pretends to know stuff but he doesn't know shit lol he looks at the paintings and stuff there and makes up an 'explanation' and it's all bs

Just trying to impress you :)

You tell him it's okay to not know nothing at and he's actually relieved because he doesn't pretend anymore

Because of this, he thinks that you're the perfect partner for him

When you check stuff and tilt your head on his shoulder, he melts

Forgets to admire the work in front of him and admires you instead

[Johnny ]

Restaurant date

A day before the date, you mentioned that you wanted to try eating at this particular restaurant

Since johnny is an attentive boyfriend, he takes a mental note and keeps reminding himself of taking you there

It's not that fancy, he knows you don't like fancy stuff and into the 'normal' places more + he's glad because he too enjoys fun dates more

But because he can't wait to see how excited you'll be, he takes you there the next day lol

And your reaction didn't disappoint, he liked how happy you are even if the food being served there is not his taste at all

Finds it cute when you clap lightly as you wait for your food

You end up finishing your plate first because he can't stop talking

Suggests sharing it with you and you display how worried you are that you might gain weight but he doesn't care, still pushes his plate towards you

You two end up taking lots of pics, he jokes about how you're capable of eating lots of food and you teo end up bickering

To shut you up, he pecks your lips and laughes at your flustered reaction

[Taeyong ]

Amusement park date

It was your idea to go to there

He knows that he won't be able to ride everything there, yet he agrees to go

The biggest babygirl

He holds your hand every time he gets the chance, waits for you to smile at him because it eases his worry

When you reassure him that the rides will be safe he nods cutely and trusts your words

Tugs at your shirt "I'm hungry, can we eat something :("

When you two go to get some cotton candy, he observes how it's done with his big boba eyes and it's the cutest thing ever

But the cuteness leaves his body when you two go on a 'dangerous' ride

He holds you closely to his chest as his protectiveness takes over, doesn't mind tovget hurt instead of you

At the end of the date, his hair is messy due to the rides and you make fun of him, he chases after you as he playfully threatens to mess up yours

[Yuta ]

Bookstore date

He finds the smell of the books very comforting

He wants to know what kind of books you'll like

Simply, he picked this date idea to know more about you, but when the date actually happens, he loses interest in the books thanks to your existence lol

Casually grabs your hands while you two walk the aisles together and pretends to do it unconsciously

If any book catches his attention (rarely happens because his full attention is on you) he'll grab it quickly and jog to where you're standing, showing it to you and his gaze never leaving your face, cutely waiting for your approval

When you find a book you like and read a few sentences to hear his thoughts on it, he doesn't listen, he's more focused on and mesmerized by how pretty you are

You ask him for suggestions but he's in an another utopia

You're slightly disappointed that he doesn't seem interested in the things you say, and he makes it up by buying every book you want

Stares at you as you buy the books you picked, then whispers lightly "I'm so lucky for dating you."

[Doyoung ]

Arcade date

Doyoung is old fashioned, so he didn't plan this date obviously

You simply loved games and wanted to show doyoung how good you are

When you play against each other, he'll lose because he's the beginner and if you taught him well, he'll lose on purpose so you can win

If the game is hard for his brain to grasp he'll go "ugh, i should call jeno to help me!!"

He gets so tired that he suggests you date jeno instead lol

When you play a single player gamw, he steps aside and watches you play, secretly admiring you

Wondering how lucky he is to date a smart person like you

You catch him giggling to himself "what?" "I won" "what??"

He smiles when a blush appears on your cheeks after understanding what he meant

"I'm not that special." "Shut up."

He later surprises you by winning a game and giving you the prize

After the date ended, he kept mumbling how it should've lasted longer so you kissed his cheek to shut him up

[Jaehyun ]

Concert date

It was his idea

Jaehyun insists that you'll have fun in his favourite artist's concert with him

You don't know what the artist's music is like or how things are in his concerts, but you trust jaehyun and go anyways

Lowkey very happy that you actually want to go with him, he doesn't want to show how he's about to die from happiness

With no surprises, you actually started jamming to the music and you liked the atmosphere there, jaehyun is smiling brightly as he noticed how you're dancing and having fun

Takes pics and videos of you while you don't notice

He notices that there are men who get closer to you, pretending to want to see the artist better, but jaehyun catches on what they're trying to do

While you're not paying attention to your surroundings, jaehyun wraps his arms around your frame from behind and rests his head on yours, making those who wanted to disturb you go away, he rocks you as two enjoy the music

You two actually made people jealous, accidentally

He enjoyed being with you more than seeing his favourite artist

"I love you" he says at the end of the concert, a smile appears on his lips when you hold his arms

[Jungwoo ]

Coffee shop date

It was the first time you two see each other in person after dating online for two months, so jungwoo decided that the first date should be in a simple place

When he first saw you, his lips parted and his expression made you panic "am i ugly or"

He didn't let you complete the sentence "y/n, you're way prettier in real life."

You smiled but you wanted to hide your shyness "are you saying I'm ugly in photos?"

He kept proving that he didn't mean that by complimenting you more and it soon became a "you're more beautiful." "Shut up, you are!" fight

You stopped as soon as you noticed people around you judging lol

You enter, sit on the table next to the glass, jungwoo orders your coffee then you two start giggling and making fun of yourselves for what you did earlier

After your orders came, you sip your coffee and talk

Your words make no sense to him cuz he's not even listening, he's too focused on your lips

You notice it since he stared a little too much "stop staring at my lips"

He becomes flustered and defensive "i wasn't staring, i- i just wanted to try some of your drink"

You give it to him and he purposely drinks from the same spot

"Did you just give me an indirect kiss?" "What are you talking about?" "Jungwoo???" "Yes i did, Who can resist you, huh?"