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moonlezn · 9 hours
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chenle te encara do outro lado da sala, mesmo que demore pra vc perceber o olhar dele quase te atravessando.
quando vc finalmente repara, o coração dele para uns instantes. ele brinca com o pirulito nos lábios pra esconder o nervosismo, e você acha a cena interessante. chenle é doido pra chegar em vc, mas se sente intimidado pela sua presença.
por isso quem toma a primeira atitude é vc, cruza o mar de gente na resenha só pra puxar assunto. a tensão vai se esvaindo aos poucos, vcs vão se achegando, se aninhando nos braços um do outro.
chenle envolve seus braços na própria cintura, te dando abertura pra arranhar de levinho a barriga exposta pelo cropped que ele decidiu vestir pra te instigar — adora sua atenção. carinho aqui, carinho ali, sussurro no ouvido, uns beijinhos perto da orelha, uns selinhos roubados no canto da boca.
chenle curte muito o flerte gostosinho, mas anseia o momento que você vai puxar um beijo de verdade.
a espera vale a pena, chenle pensa. ô.
os apertões pelo corpo, o seu controle nítido pela pegada no quadril e na nuca do garoto, o gostinho de cereja do seu gloss se misturando com o sabor de framboesa na língua dele, tudo deixa chenle deliciosamente desnorteado e imerso no beijo que ele desejava há tempos.
e se chenle conseguir, não vai deixar que sua noite seja com outros, mas só com ele.
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gyeomsweetgyeom · 11 months
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[5:18 pm]
(cw: included link to picture inspiration not a reflection of reader’s physical attributes)
It was a habit Chenle had developed early on in your friendship. You leave your phone unattended and find an unfortunate picture set as the new wallpaper of your phone. First, it was pictures of himself, duck face, peace signs, close ups as his eye, or shaky selfies taken in .5. As you both got closer, and as some claimed, a little flirty, the pictures became unfortunate pictures of you.
Movie nights where you fell asleep early, led to you waking up with a close up of your face with an open mouth. A day of swimming would wind up with a new wallpaper of your face mid jumping into the pool. And then there were the moments he would steal your phone from across table when you went out to eat and get a picture of you mid-bite. 
You always changed the background back to what it was before Chenle got his hands on your phone, much to his annoyance. He always groaned and complained about how much you must hate him for getting rid of an act of love- but not that kind of love.
Even though you and Chenle had gotten closer, the relationship developing, it had been a while since you last picked up your phone to find an unflattering picture of yourself or Chenle. It wasn’t something that you gave much thought to, he now had access to your phone when he forced you to tell him your password, he just used your phone for YouTube or games. He was your very own iPad baby, even though he hated when you called him that. 
Your hangouts had evolved with the changing of your relationship. There was a lot more lingering gazes, hands brushing against one another, embraces that were far too long for “just friends”, and flirty banter- which you both strongly denied anytime anyone else brought it up. You never brought up Chenle staring at your mouth, just like he never brought up you leaning in to “just brush the hair out of his face.”
Today, was like your typical hangouts, he came to your place, stole your food, complained loudly the show you were watching, and invaded your personal space.
“Can you get me more chips? Please,” he asked, fluttering his eyelashes as if you could ever even tell him no. 
You groaned, playfully stomping away to get more snacks. It was the perfect opportunity for Chenle to snatch your phone from the arm of the couch, he missed doing this to get under your skin.
He crouched down behind the couch, his plan was to scare you and get the look on your face as the next background. He just had to hope you didn’t drop his snacks, which he really wanted, in the process of getting the picture.
He heard you getting closer, humming along with the intro of the show that was still playing on the tv behind him. He tapped at the screen to open the camera, but stopped. He fell from his squat, feeling a mix of emotions at the wallpaper. 
It was a picture of the two of you taken at a party you both attended a few months back. Chenle was sitting on the ledge of the open window with a hand gently scratching down your back, while one of your arms was wrapped around his neck to keep him close. It was too loud to hear him over the music of the party you had both claimed. He remembers a flash going off from behind the two of you that night and the sneaky smirk of your friend with a camera. He just didn’t know you had ever seen or gotten the picture back. 
“What are you doing down there?” You asked with a raised eyebrow, setting the snacks on the coffee table in front of the couch. 
“Uh,” he swallowed, trying to calm his heart rate, “lives were restored on my game.”
You smiled at him, a smile that was reserved just for him as you settled back onto the couch right behind him. You reached for his hair, running your nails along his scalp in a way that made his heart tingle and rate pick up. 
He cleared his throat and fought back the urge to run and hide, he tilted his head back to look at you, “You know I uh- like you, right?”
You nodded in response, not tearing you eyes away from the screen, “I like you too Chenle, you’re one of my best friends.”
“No, I like you as um- more than a friend, like I don’t like anyone else.”
You smiled at him once again, with that special smile and leaned down to press a kiss to his forehead, “I know, me too.”
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A/N: prompt generator post!
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lqfiles · 1 year
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(8:23) boyfriend duties.
"i told you to stop doing that." the husky voice of the boy next to you who had kept his gaze on you for the past minute, spoke with a hint of disappointment. your own eyes diverted to stare back at the one's of the guy who's heavy stare hadn't stopped. "it's just dead skin, chenle. i won't die." you retorted back with a sheepish grin, heart fluttering a bit because of your boyfriend's worried look that was apparent in his eyes and the way his eyebrows arched down. "it's not just dead skin, (—). it's dead skin that could rip your healthy skin anytime if you continue to peel on it like that." he warned, subtly reaching his hand out so your maths teacher wouldn't notice the conversation that was going on at the back. you chuckled, teasingly pulling your hand away from him and hiding it behind your back. he took notice of the playful grin on your lips and let out a deep sigh which made you giggle in return. "stop playing around, i'm worried." chenle muttered, eyes back on the worksheet that had been passed around.
"huh? what was that last part?" you asked, lurching slightly his way after you gave the worksheet to the person in the seat next to you. chenle scoffed. the two of you had only recently started dating and he emphasised that he wasn't one to openly display or express his love, and to not take it too personal if he never says the 'romantic three words'. chenle himself couldn't believe the words that came out of his mouth without much thoughts, too embarrassed to even repeat it. "you heard me." he rolled his eyes before they landed back on your figure. the first thing he noticed was the huge grin you were trying to suppress, making him feel flustered. the second thing he noticed was the slight colour change of your cheeks. he stared longer than he intended to, shaking his head eventually to gain focus. "whatever, it shouldn't be a surprise to you that i worry and care about you (—), you're my girlfriend, as your boyfriend it's my duty to take care of you." he said as his eyes stayed stuck on the piece of paper in front of him, but you caught how the corner of his lip started twitching upwards. you realised how this was the first time since he had confessed to you that he had expressed his love and worry about you. the words replayed in your head, sending a small tingling feeling to the pits of your stomach. this shouldn't affect you that much. but as chenle had taken ahold of your hand and placed it into his own warm one before tying a plaster around your finger, and drawing a small emoticon on it, you wondered how on earth you managed to get such a gentleman to be in love with you out of million others.
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dawn-in-neocity · 11 months
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[12:09am]
you laugh as crush!chenle drags you up from your seat. you’re several drinks in at this point in the night, making you even gigglier than you would already be around him.
“i’m telling you my aim is shit!”
he ignores you and brings you up next to him anyway, slinging an arm across your shoulders when you halfheartedly try to squirm away. “i got you, come here.”
he positions himself behind you and grabs your arm, slowly guiding you through the best angle and motion to get the pingpong ball into one of haechan and jeno’s cups. feeling his chest so close to your back and his voice so close to you ear stirs an army of butterflies in your stomach.
you mimic his motion before looking up at him. “like that?”
he nods encouragingly and you toss the ball. it misses the cups completely and bounces off the table.
“damn your aim really is shit.”
you smack his arm but can’t help but to join him in laughing, secretly rejoicing in the way he was leaning into you.
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gimmehyuck · 2 years
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[3:00pm]
genre. it’s just fluff with boyfriend chenle
word count. 453
warnings. none.
also, kinda sorta based on a dream i had.
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both you and your boyfriends schedules lined up allowing you both to have today off.
therefore, it was a lazy day at home for you.
that being said, it was also a lazy day at home for chenle as well. and you know more than most that the one thing chenle does not do well with… is a lazy day at home.
which is how you’ve both found yourselves laying on the couch with your heads at opposite ends, scrolling through your social media accounts to simply pass the time.
it was a comfortable silence that settled over your shared apartment.
well, comfortable for only you that is, if the continuous dramatic sighs that came from the boy adjacent to you were any indication.
on the fifth high pitched sigh in the span of a minute, you let out your own to copy his, promptly lowering your phone screen to your chest and quirking an eyebrow at your boyfriend.
he laid with one arm across his chest, his phone dangling limply from his fingers, the other folded behind his head, and he was staring directly at you.
“can i help you with something?” you joked with him, and then you cracked a smile at his answering pout.
“i’m bored…” he huffed, tone dramatic by eyes screaming playful.
“of course you are,” you said before making a show of reaching to pick up your phone again.
“and!” he exclaimed quickly, your hand pausing midair. “i’m so… uncomfortable.”
you raised your eyebrow again at that, silently telling him to elaborate.
“i’m uncomfortable over here… you know, on this side of the couch.” he averted his eyes to the ceiling, a light blush dusting his cheeks and his sudden shyness made you smile.
you extended your arms out, motioning forward with your hands for him to come lay down with you on your side of the couch and he beamed at getting what he wanted. crawling over, he plopped himself to lay next to you.
you threw your arms and legs over his chest and legs in a full body hug and it made him laugh.
“my little koala,” he said finally after he stopped his laughing, and he ran his fingers through your hair gently.
you could hear his steady heartbeat from your place on his chest and it was soothing to you. chenle picked up his phone this time and pulled up tiktok, and you moved yourself slightly to be at a better angle to watch with him. he kissed the top of your head, and then immediately laughed at the first video that showed up on his feed.
and for the rest of the day, neither of you could say you were bored.
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[8:53 pm] “Huh? What are you doing here? I thought we were staying at your place tonight.” You said when the door opened and Chenle stood there, with Daegal in his arms.
“We are! Ready to go?” He asked, checking to see if he could carry any bags for you.
“But, why are you here then? It must have been at least a 20 minute walk.” You pouted when he took your bag from your hand.
“So? Daegal needed a walk and we need to get groceries on the way as well.” He shrugged and let Daegal down to hold your hand instead.
“Did you walk all the way over here just to walk together back to you?” You asked while locking your door and following him out of your apartment complex.
“Of course, who knows what might happen this late at night, if you walked alone,” he said, suddenly showing a confident smile: “just call me the best boyfriend in the world, I know I am.”
“I’ll admit it, I have the best boyfriend in the world, now let’s go before you get too cocky.”
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zcls · 2 years
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[1:52pm] ⋆ ࣪. as your name got called up to the stage for you to be handed your diploma, you looked behind you to see a proud chenle amongst a crowd of people, holding his phone horizontally in his hands as he filmed you. the brightest smile was painted delicately across his beautiful visage, and soft words of ‘i’m so proud of you, baby,’ were mouthed from his heart-shaped lips. 
you had spent the entire day getting ready; fixing your eye makeup knowing that once you saw your boyfriend, you and your heart would lose it completely. maybe it was because he was so proud of you and so unafraid to show it, or maybe it was his determination to make sure you never forgot how proud he is of you, or even how his smile never fades when you’re acknowledged for all of your accomplishments. whatever it is, you know that you are so lucky to have him by your side.
you walked up the stairs to the grand stage ahead of you, going over to be handed your diploma before shaking hands with your administrator. your heart was in flutters— you couldn’t believe that you did it. chenle helped you through your tears that resulted from your stress and your study sessions where you would barely mutter a word. through it all, he sat behind you, kissing your knuckles while reminding you that it was all okay.
as you walked off stage, you couldn’t wait to run into chenle’s arms and to tell him how much you love him. you couldn’t wait to tell him how you loved sharing strawberries in the summer and fighting over your duvet, how you loved waking up next to him in the morning and counting the days for him to get home whenever he was away. he helped you so much more than what you could have ever imagined.
as you inched further toward him, you felt your eyes fill up with tears— you love him so much. every inch of him, since the moment you met him; you love each and every millimeter of his being and every single detail to him. 
his smile grew even wider as he opened his arms, ready to embrace you when you got to him. once you got to him; you felt tears run down your cheeks as you held onto him, as if you were never going to let him go. his hands rubbed softly at your back, something you especially love when he hugs you— it feels as if you’re completely safe. 
“i told you that you’d do it, my love,” chenle began, using his index finger to get you to look into his eyes that were shining ever so brightly with the most beautiful stars within the galaxy. “i always knew you could.”
with that, he smiles and draws you in closer; pressing his lips that taste like honeydew and forever combined to yours, causing you to feel like the luckiest person alive.
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yeoniia · 2 years
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⚝──⭒─ [17:21]
"so tasty~!" you exclaimed while taking a bite of the ramen boyfriend! Chenle cooked for you. Feeling a stare you looked up meeting Chenle's eyes, "stop looking at me like that it's scary!" you exclaimed while taking another bite of the tasty ramen. "i love you" Chenle muttered loud enough for you to hear....
happy pride month loves <33
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luvm4rk · 2 years
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♪ : there's no such thing as fate. nevertheless, - choe jeong in
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[ ✿ ]   12:05 pm   — 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 
there's something so heartwarming about waking up to a home that isn't empty, chenle thinks. maybe its the soft caress of sage that drifts in the ambient air from the incense stick you'd always light in his living room, or the faint clink of cutlery and humming of the oven as you rummage through the kitchen cabinets for a whisk and bowl. maybe it's the way your eyes light up like a million stars when you spot him treading down the stairs, or the smell of peonies in your hair when he kisses you good morning.
"hey, sleepyhead," you mumble with a smile.
chenle chuckles, rasp in his voice, eyes barely open. "morning." he brings you closer, placing the softest kiss on your neck. "when did you get here?"
"i came in just an hour ago." you pull away from your boyfriend's embrace to give your pancakes a quick flip. "didn't wanna wake you up since you slept so well."
chenle sighs, eyes still a bit dazed with sleep. he walks up to you and wraps his arms around your waist from behind, laying his chin on your shoulder. if there is one thing in the world that he could ever wish for is being able to wake up to you each and every morning. to your spotify playlist singing in the background, to the light shuffling of your footsteps across the soft wool carpets as you busy yourself around his apartment as if it has always been your home. it is your home.
"still sleepy?" you ask.
chenle hums, burying his face in the crook of your neck. "can't you just come back to sleep with me? it's still so early," he groans.
"it's noon, baby."
chenle slowly nods, pondering your words. "okay." then without warning, he lifts you up in his arms, earning him a surprised yelp from you.
"chenle, the stove!" you laugh.
"right." he walks back, turns off the stove, then hurries back up the stairs like a squirrel on a run. laughter escapes your chests like a million butterflies let out a cage. on the pan, your pancakes sit half-cooked, warm buttery scent filling the entire house like the morning before christmas.
this is it, chenle thinks. perhaps, he's found happiness; a home that isn't empty. a home with you.
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moonlezn · 8 months
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Jo Malone & Pinot Noir
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chenle x leitora gênero: fluff; friends to lovers. Chenle reconhece que ser amigo de infância teria suas vantagens: te conhece bem, sabe como te agradar e te faria feliz como ninguém; no entanto, até hoje a confissão está presa na garganta.  parte 2 parte 3 wc: 1.2k a/n: essa aqui nasceu de um devaneio caótico com a @ncdreaming​. eu sou lelé pelo chenle. ele não queria parecer emocionado, mas falhou, viu? espero que gostem. :)
você: po aí 
você: nem p apresentar né
você: os de vdd eu sei quem são
Chenle revirou os olhos ao ler tuas respostas ao seu mais novo story, que contava com a menção ao instagram de mark, seu colega da faculdade. Foram almoçar juntos antes de iniciar um projeto cuja data de entrega se aproximava, e resolveu postar pra registrar o momento descontraído do outro. 
Sentiu seu interior borbulhar de ciúmes e respondeu com um emoji de sobrancelha levantada, sem coragem de falar a verdade. Quando o assunto era você, o chinês de confiança quase inabalável perdia a postura. Ele reconhecia que ser amigo de infância teria suas vantagens: te conhecia bem, sabia como te agradar e te faria feliz como ninguém; no entanto, até hoje a confissão estava presa na garganta. 
Nos últimos meses, esse lance tinha tomado proporções intoleráveis, e o menino começou até a evitar sair com você para festas, pois odiava ver o tanto de babaca que te dava mole. Era agoniante perceber seus risinhos forçados, acompanhados dos carinhos sedutores nos ombros de um qualquer… detestava ficar passando vontade.
Abrindo o arquivo, viu você acompanhada de Jaemin e Hyuck, no supermercado. O último escondeu o rosto com um hangloose e deu uma risadinha, enquanto o primeiro só tirou os olhos do celular pra fazer um biquinho e exibir uma piscadela. 
você: chama ele p hj
você: o jaemin disse q n liga
você: [vídeo]
Chenle xingou os amigos mentalmente. amigos da onça, isso sim. Os dois estavam bem cientes de como ele te enxergava, ainda assim deixariam um pseudo interesse amoroso, parceiro dele, ir na resenha e possivelmente pegar a mulher que queria para si?
Inspirou fundo, contou até dez, e a irritação momentânea passou. Recobrando a sobriedade, decidiu-se: essa enrolação acabaria hoje mesmo, no bendito jantar – para qual não convidara mark, obviamente. 
Despedindo-se do colega após finalizar a tarefa, entrou na X6 e suspirou pesado, jogando a mochila no banco do carona. Precisava bolar um plano de ataque. Caso chegasse na casa de Jaemin despreparado, a coragem repentina poderia evaporar.
Dirigiu calmamente pela cidade, necessitava colocar a cabeça no lugar e pensar em como chegaria em você. Tinha receio de parecer emocionado, mas, principalmente, não queria assustá-la. Com todo o estresse atrelado à tentativa de esconder os sentimentos, ele nunca se permitiu reparar o tanto que te queria. Como seria bom se vocês ficassem, puta merda. Agora vislumbrava com clareza o quanto era doido pra te ter assim; pretendia, todavia, fazer tudo com calma e deixar que você se ajustasse a ideia de vocês dois juntos. 
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Chenle não mediu esforços para se apresentar bem. Teriam apenas uma noite de pizza e vinhos, então seria desnecessário, e suspeito, usar peças mais refinadas; sabia, porém, como suas roupas casuais mexiam contigo. Vestiu-se de forma simples, all black, dando o toque final com teu moletom favorito dele, além do Jo Malone que também gostava – sempre elogiava seu cheiro. Dando-se por satisfeito, partiu em direção a tua casa, que não era longe dali. Haviam combinado a carona uns dias antes, você não precisou insistir pra que ele aceitasse.
“Tá cheiroso, Lele.” Disse ao entrar no carro, inclinando-se para depositar um beijinho carinhoso na bochecha do rapaz, que torceu o rosto bem a tempo do canto da boca roubar o contato. 
“Valeu, gatinha.” Sorriu trêfego, mesmo esforçando-se para fingir que nada tinha acontecido. O rubor na tua face acabou camuflado na meia-luz da bmw, e ele deu partida, retomando o caminho até o destino. 
Rapidamente chegaram, e o jovem se preparou para estacionar o carro largo numa vaga complicada, mas bem em frente à casa de Jaemin. Tirando o cinto de segurança, apoiou o braço direito no banco do carona e virou o pescoço pra trás. Sua mão esquerda se mantivera no volante, conduzindo facilmente. Teus olhos acompanhavam cada movimento, observando o cabelo desalinhado, a mandíbula definida e o pescoço exposto... tão lindo.
“Teu carro não tem câmera traseira?” Indagou rindo fraco, não imaginava que o chinês fazia de propósito. Ele bem sabia que julgava o ato atraente. 
“Que mané câmera, bebê.” Deixou o apelido escapar. “O pai sabe o que tá fazendo.” Completou, parando o automóvel com sucesso. “Tá maluco, sei muito!” 
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Mirando-se no espelho do banheiro, percebeu os lábios arroxeados pela bebida que lhe deixara leve. Tô meio alegrinha, concluiu para si mesma. Saindo do cômodo, notou o corredor escuro e logo franziu o cenho. Jurava que a luz estava acesa antes de entrar ali. 
“Procurando alguma coisa?” Surpreendeu-se com a voz mansa do melhor amigo, que enlaçou as mãos na tua cintura, sem permitir que o visse de frente. 
“Não, eu tava…” Ele pousou o queixo sobre um dos teus ombros, o bendito perfume atingiu teus sentidos e te impediu de racionar. “sei lá, nem lembro.”
“Vamo’ ali rapidinho?” Sinalizou com a cabeça, mas pegou teu dedo mindinho com o próprio, te conduzindo para entrar na varanda iluminada somente pelo luar. 
Chenle entrou primeiro e te observou cerrar a porta balcão. Sentou-se em um dos bancos altos e te trouxe para mais perto de si, posicionando-a entre suas pernas. Levantou uma de suas mãos para acariciar tua bochecha macia, fixando os olhos nos teus, em total silêncio. Você não se reconhecia capaz de desviar o olhar, e muito menos de se afastar do menino para voltar pros amigos. As conversas abafadas no andar de baixo já não eram mais importantes. 
Com toque sedutor, dedos cálidos seguiram até tua nuca, aproximando os rostos mais um pouquinho. Questionava-se se o tempo estava passando mais devagar, ou se Chenle mexia-se com lentidão. A verdade era que ele não queria que aquilo fosse imaginação, nem que terminasse.
Você apertou as pálpebras pesadas, então Lele aproveitou para afagar a ponta do teu nariz com o próprio. Estavam tão perto, isso estava te matando. Ele não tinha pressa alguma, testaria teus limites somente por provocação; não previu, entretanto, que você tomaria iniciativa.
“Me beija, Lele.” Declarou num sussurro suplicante, completamente envolvida.  
“Posso?” A voz grave perguntou baixinho. Não te beijaria sem uma resposta, mas, te esperando, não resistiu roçar delicadamente os lábios. 
Com isso, atingiu teu máximo. Capturou os lábios carnudinhos dele nos teus com paixão, e descobriu que era muito superior ao que já havia fantasiado. Beijavam-se vagarosamente, o gosto de lar e Pinot Noir nas línguas desfazendo qualquer pudor restante. As digitais acariciando teu quadril te incendiavam, enquanto as outras ainda te guiavam pelo pescoço; as suas, ora agarravam com força o capuz, ora os braços musculosos. 
“Duvido que outro te beijaria assim.” Murmurou no selinho demorado, como se te confiasse um segredo. Estava entorpecido não mais pelo vinho, mas por você. Como não recebeu resposta, afastou-se minimamente e indagou: “Fala pra mim. Quem, hm?” Mordiscou o lábio sensível.
“Só você, Lele.” Mal compreendia a própria fala, só ansiava voltar a beijá-lo. E o fez.
Contudo, ouviram um burburinho bem próximo da varanda. Exigiu muito de Chenle se separar de você e fazer de conta que estavam apenas trocando uma ideia esse tempo todo. 
“Vocês estão bem?” Hyuck estava debruçado na porta, inclinando a cabeça para dentro da varanda. “Geral já tá indo embora.”
“Sim, sim, já vamo’ descer.” Você anunciou, admirando as unhas recém feitas, disfarçando o melhor que podia. 
Assim que o moreno fechou a porta novamente, você e chenle trocaram um olhar arteiro e reprimiram as risadas baixas, querendo discrição. Ele depositou vários selinhos cheios de carinho entre os sorrisos, sem acreditar que quase haviam sido pegos. 
A volta pra casa foi diferente, definitivamente. O polegar do chinês afagando sua coxa ao dirigir, e os risinhos ao se olharem nos sinais vermelhos, e a despedida prolongada dentro da X6 denunciavam: não importava quanto tempo havia passado, eles tinham apenas acabado de começar. 
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gyeomsweetgyeom · 2 years
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[3:13 am]
The night was quiet and cold, a thin veil of fog filling the streets. Your sheets were warm and clean, having just been washed a few hours ago. If there was a better night to be asleep, it would be in your dreams. 
After such a long week of responsibilities like work and school, the extra two hours of sleep you had planned on gifting yourself were much needed. A little treat preceded by a night of self-care. A hot lavender scented bath, a fancy face mask, your favorite book and an hour long call with your boyfriend, Chenle, right before you drifted off to sleep in your most comfortable pajamas.
Your dreams were calm, no tossing and turning, tonight’s sleep was a gift from the heavens. You wished you could sleep like this every night.
A couple blocks away, Chenle sat in his room bored out of his mind. His last friend had just logged off for the night and he didn’t feel like joining a random waiting room to play with a bunch of 16 year-olds. He had tried texting you, forgetting that you were falling asleep on the call just 4 hours ago. He wasn’t tired and nothing else would grab his attention like you would. There would surely be nothing on TV besides old reruns and Netflix would put him to sleep, which he didn’t want, and he didn’t even think about starting his homework so he made a spur of the moment decision.
With his hood pulled up and his phone in his pocket, he locked his door and set out for a walk. The air was chilly, biting at his exposed face but it was a welcome change from the warm and stuffy air of his room. 10 minutes later he finally noticed that he had subconsciously made his way to your apartment. 
He knocked on the door, rocking back and forth on his heels. No answer. So he knocked again, slightly louder. Still no answer. He was in the middle of his third try, just knocking until you finally answered, when the door opened to reveal you squinty-eyed and hunched over in the doorway, “Chenle, it’s 3 am.”
“Yeah and? I was bored,” he replied making his way into the apartment. 
“And I was asleep, like you should be,” you replied, shuffling back to your room. 
“There was nothing to do at my place, so I just came to you. You should be a little honored,” Chenle told you as he followed you back into your room.
You huddled back under the covers, holding one corner up for Chenle answering with a yawn, “Oh yeah, totally honored.”
“I wouldn’t risk my safety crossing the city at 3 in the morning for anyone else but you,” Chenle said quietly, one hand rubbing your back soothingly.
“I wish you wouldn’t, you can just ask to spend the night next time and come over when the sun is still out. It’s not safe, my love,” you sleepily mumbled back.
He sighed, feeling himself get tired surrounded by the scent of lavender and ridiculously soft sheets on fluffy pillows. With you snuggled up to his chest, fighting off sleep just for him, he finally felt like sleep was coming.
He tried mumbling something to keep you and himself awake like he wanted to, but it came out so beyond incoherent. His words were slurred and slow, interrupted by yawns and long, heavy blinks. He shook his head to stay awake, for what reason he didn’t know, but every time he settled down he found himself in the same scenario.
He felt your chest rising and falling, his own breathing involuntarily syncing up. The darkness of the room and warmth from the sheets and you were all he needed to finally doze off. What felt like 10 minutes was in reality more like three.
Next time, you weren’t letting him in. Next time, Chenle was just going to stay the night.
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jisung-shine · 2 years
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[2:46 AM]
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🌃Zhong Chenle x Reader
🌃Genre: fluff, angst(?), comfort
🌃 Warnings: Mentions of nightmares and fear, this is another comfort blurb djksfjkfjsdj
Note: Image from Pinterest 
You tossed and turned, whimpering in fear, until finally waking up, your blood running cold. You panted heavily, a cold sheen of sweat covering your whole body, and you broke down into tears because of the terrifying nightmare you had just experienced.
You curled into the sleeping bag on the floor of Chenle’s room, sobbing quietly as you tried to shake yourself from the vivid terrors you had just experienced. You shivered, shoving your face into your arm to muffle the sound of you crying. You didn’t want to wake up your friend Chenle, who was sleeping soundly in his bed. You knew you would feel horribly if he missed out on well-deserved sleep all because you were afraid.
But that’s the thing. You were afraid. You really just wanted, and needed, some comfort right now. Maybe if you just got up quietly, and got a glass of water, you might feel better. That is, if you managed to stop shaking.
Letting out a shuddery breath, you stood, tugging your t-shirt down over your striped shorts, trying to compose yourself.
“Y/n?” You jumped at the sound of a voice calling your name, letting out a gasp and a sob. You quickly realized it was just Chenle, who was partially awake, now, but that just made the tears fall harder.
“Whoa, are you okay?” Chenle was fully awake now, and he sat up, propped against his pillow. Pale moonlight filtered in through the translucent curtains that cascaded down the window, etching the faint outline of worry on Chenle’s sweet boyish face.
You shook your head, and Chenle kicked off his blanket, scrambling out of bed and quickly making his way toward you.
“Oh, gosh, you’re shaking. Y/n, hey, Y/n, look at me.” Chenle panicked, before slowly running his hands down your arms and taking your hands into his. His warm, soft touch made you feel instantly at least a little bit calmer. “What’s wrong?”
“I-I had a nightmare.” You whispered, and Chenle wrapped you in his arms.
“Oh, Y/n, it’s going to be okay. I promise. Shh, it’s not real.” He whispered, his voice low and soothing as he stroked your hair. You buried your face in his chest, having forgotten all about your worries of him losing sleep and just simply yearning for his comfort.
“It felt so real!” You cried, wrapping your arms tightly around him.
“I know, I know, but it’s not, I promise. Everything is okay. You’re safe, Y/n, you’re safe, I promise.”
You let out a shuddery breath and allowed Chenle to continue stroking your hair, whispering “you’re okay,” over and over, until you managed to calm down further.
“Listen, how about you stay with me, in my bed?” Chenle suggested with a small smile. “It might make you feel better.”
You nodded. “Please.”
“Come on, then.” Chenle gently led you to his bed, and you both slid under the soft comforter. You closed your eyes and wrapped your arms around his torso, your heart rate finally slowing to a somewhat normal pace.
“I’ll be right here the whole time, okay? I promise. I’ll be right here. You’re safe.” Chenle said, looping his arms around you.
“Thank you, Chenle.” You said quietly, resting your head on his chest. You focused on his heartbeat, the soft pitter patter in his chest, and it lulled you into a sleepy state. The last thing you heard before drifting fully off to sleep once more was Chenle, softly whispering into your hair.
“I’ll always protect you.”
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🌃I hope you enjoyed this lil timestamp, it’s another I wrote like last year dkjsfjlddsjkl
🌃GOTTA GET THAT CHENLE CONTENT 
🌃If any of you suffer from bad nightmares or sleep struggles, I hope this was able to provide a bit of comfort for you <3
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disclove · 2 years
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[12:07] she let out a loud laugh at chenle’s joke, bumping her shoulder against his playfully, but he stays silent. and when she turns to look at him again, he’s not looking at her anymore. the smile on her face melts, and it takes only ten seconds for her to realize that chenle doesn’t like her when she realizes who he's looking at. that he’s never looked at her like that.
that’s why he’s staring at shi yiren across the street with a dumb, lovesick smile on his face. and that’s why chenle doesn’t even notice that the person standing next to him is gone.
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jammingjaem · 5 months
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HII !! i love ur texts sm :)) can i request nct dream texts where they’re babysitting your little brother (whos a cleaning baby - like the one in tiktok HAHAH😭)
ᓚᘏᗢ babysitting baby brother who cleans
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why this kinda fun to make 😭😭 i hope you enjoyed this!!
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[8:24 am] “Morning! It’s time to get up!” You shouted while plopping on top of Chenle, Daegal following behind.
“No, it’s too early.” He grumbled and hid under the covers.
“Come on, Daegal and I are ready to go for a morning walk.” You said and removed the cover.
You pulled him up to sit and held his face in your palms. He slowly opened his eyes, smiling a bit when he saw you.
“You’re awake,” you smiled and kissed his nose before standing up: “now let’s go! We can grab a coffee on the way.”
“It’s too early, right?” Chenle asked Daegal who just wagged her tail and barked before running after you: “why are you both so active in the morning.”
He fell back into bed, hoping to get just a few more minutes. But all he got was thirty seconds before you plopped down on him, and Daegal licking his face.
“Come on, the day is perfect for a morning walk with your two favourite people in the world!”
“And who would that be?” Chenle asked with a small smile, teasing you.
“We’re leaving in five, get ready.” You laughed and gave his lips a small peck.
“Fine, only because I love you.”
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fly-forever-young · 2 years
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•~𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐥𝐞
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•One Shot:
Nothing yet....
•Timestamps:
1•~ 22:34 S
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