#college jaehyun

[kmgkmg]

THE ONE - JUNG JAEHYUN

word count: 1.5k...

pairing: jaehyun x gn!reader

synopsis: you arrive at the crowded party at different times, eventually meeting which makes you both feel relieved.

genre/s: fluff, college!au, non-idol!au, fratboy!jaehyun, bf!jaehyun

warnings: drug (weed) mention, alcohol mention (beer pong mentioned so idk if it counts but just in case)

rating: pg-13

a/n: hiiiiiiii, my first fic omg how exciting!! i’ve done little bullet points on old blogs but never something this structured? i blame it on reading so many fics during fall break. i tried to write jae pretty similar to what i think his personality is but if y’all think it’s inaccurate lmk, constructive criticism is always welcomed! i listened to vanjess while writing this so inspired by the one by vanjess!

Your eyes desperately shifted from one side of the room to the other, unaware of Jaehyun’s presence behind you. His walking quickly fastens as he wants to be with you even sooner seeing your uneasiness. Even with his quickened pace, you were still towards the front of this huge frat house while he was towards the back. Why did this house have to be so damn crowded? Yangyang said this was only supposed to be a chill kickback with friends from campus and work, but Jaehyun could swear there were at least 80 people in the house. He didn’t even want to think about how many more people were outside, conscious and unconscious. Still, he tries to maintain his cool and squeeze past people as fast as he can, even avoiding greetings from friends he hadn’t seen in a long time.

He always seemed to sense when something was wrong. Although you were visibly anxious regarding the unfamiliar environment of this party, he could always tell when you needed to be tended to. Hell, he was the first person in your life to notice one of your most hidden nervous tendencies. 

Back in the course you first met for the first time, you were singled out by a classmate during a class discussion and it happened to be the day you didn’t do the reading. You thought cracking your knuckles had been a pretty ordinary thing to do, but once Jaehyun had noticed you cracking your third knuckle his face wore a worried expression, clearly aware of you being uncomfortable with the spotlight being on you. In what you viewed as an act of idiocy rather than being heroic, Jung Jaehyun proudly raised his hand and decided to sacrifice himself for you. He made up a quick lie about how you had been filling him in on the readings since he was hungover, he elaborated that you had made a great point about the debate that helped him comprehend everything. All your professor could do was ask for confirmation to what Jaehyun was saying and all you could do is mindlessly nod your head, shocked that the frat boy who constantly comes in hungover actually did his readings. The course wasn’t a requirement for Jaehyun’s major of architecture, which was even more of a surprise. Since when were frat boys versed on Gramsci’s theories?

After Jaehyun saved your ass you profusely thanked him after class, asking if there was any way that you could show your gratitude towards him. He chuckled, since your demeanor with him was much more uptight than he had seen you interact with your friends outside of class. “If you’re really thankful towards me, how about a date?” He asks you, patiently waiting for your response. 

You had really painted him in the wrong light by minimizing him to his frat status only and he did help you. You usually would say no to a man asking you out so suddenly, especially since today was your first time talking, but Jaehyun was different. You had a weak spot for pretty men and Jaehyun was the epitome of such. You snap out of your thoughts, suddenly aware again of the man standing in front of you. “Sure, can I have your Instagram so we can decide the details later? I have another class across campus to get to soon.”

You hadn’t expected to like Jaehyun and your guys’ first date as much as you did, but he was full of surprises. He had invited you to his favorite record shop/cafe and selected a vinyl by The Internet to play while you decided what you wanted to order. You got to know each other and realized the absurd amount of things you had in common, from music taste and favorite TV shows to overall philosophies towards life. Gradually you went on more and more dates and now have been a couple for almost three years. Although some of Jaehyun’s frat friends were notorious for being heartbreakers and fuckboys around campus, Jaehyun himself had been labeled the mysterious prince at your university so it was big news when he officially announced you on his Instagram as his significant other.

Returning to the party at hand, Jaehyun was originally supposed to pick you up after his work shift, but you got busy with studying for midterms and insisted that he left with his friends and you would meet him at the party. The problem with you guys meeting like originally planned is that he left with Yuta and Jaemin, a duo that basically asks for trouble. Jaehyun likes his friends, he really does, but he should’ve known that they would pregame and have a couple rips from their bong before heading over to the house. Jaemin becomes mush which is never an issue but Yuta’s energy level turns tenfold his regular tension and he thinks that he’s invincible. After Jaehyun pulled out his phone to text you an update that he was in the backyard playing beer pong with some friends, his mistake was not realizing the still very stoned Yuta was next to him and determined to win this round. Yuta grabbed his phone with unremarkable speed and chucked it over Jaehyun’s head, conveniently landing in the pool. 

“Dude, what the actual fuck?” Jaehyun, clearly exasperated, frowns at his friend.

“We’re supposed to win this game, for the pride of our fraaaaaaaat! This isn’t the time to text your precious Y/N,” Yuta slurs, “you neverrrrr hang out with us anymore bro.”

Jaehyun sighs, “Well, can you see why I don’t when you act like this? You know that Y/N is coming by themselves, you know that I’m protective over them. There’s so many peopl- Nevermind, I’m not going to try to reason with you when you’re stoned.” 

Fast forward to now, Jaehyun is continuously calling your name, while you are still busy scanning the room to find someone you know. It didn’t help that the music was blasting so loud the whole house was practically shaking with the bass of the song. You had tried to text Jae with the texts being left on delivered and when you tried to call Jae numerous times, his phone instantly went to voicemail. Of course you were oblivious of Yuta’s destroying of Jae’s phone and your mind automatically went to the worst that he was mad at you for not going with him. While there was a little part in the back of your mind that knew he would never get mad at you over something as trivial as that, especially since you were studying, your mind always resorted to the most unreasonable scenarios. You still hadn’t removed your jacket, giving up hope that this house had anything even slightly resembling a coat room. If anything, they probably made Mark’s room the ‘coat room’, you smiled slightly envisioning Mark being stressed walking into his room and seeing coats piled in his room. Finally, you thought to yourself, my nerves are calming down. Who would’ve thought that thinking about your boyfriend’s younger friend being irritated would make you happy?

“Y/NNNNN!” You hear a familiar voice shout from behind you. You’re pretty certain that if you moved one second faster you would’ve given yourself whiplash at the speed in which you turned your neck to see the source of the sound. As expected, you could see Jaehyun about 10 feet away from you, waving his hand at you to see him. You both break into the biggest grins upon seeing that you finally found each other and wouldn’t have to stay at this house that became way too overpopulated anymore. “Jae!” You continue to grin while making your way to close the distance even sooner. As soon as you’re finally face-to-face with each other, he envelopes you with the biggest hug he could possibly make, “Babe, I’m so sorry Yuta literally drowned my phone and I couldn’t reach you.” You slightly break from his grip to look up at him in a mixture of confusion and amusement that Yuta did that, but soon went back to hugging him just as tight before saying, “It’s okay, I only showed up about 20 minutes ago, but could we maybe leave? It’s way more crowded than Yangyang’s usual parties.” Jaehyun quickly nods in agreement, still smiling that he was able to see you after a long day of work and a chaotic night with Yuta and the rest of his frat. 

“Record shop cafe and some late night snacks?” You propose and rub his back gently as you go from hugging to holding hands and navigating yourselves to leave the party. 

Jaehyun looks at you with love and complete adoration, finding himself at a loss of words for how much he loves you and how lucky he was to be the one to raise his hand and cover for you in class that one day. Probably forever unknowing to you, he had fallen for you on the first day of orientation of your first-year, and you are his first love. In his eyes, you are forever only the one who he sees himself spending the rest of his life with.

Without saying any of this, he simply nods again and lightly squeezes your hand in agreement to the new plans for the night. 

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[noonaishere]

Work of Art [J.JH] - epilogue four - something like two years later

You and Jaehyun loved your apartment in Seoul, the placement, the convenience, but eventually it just couldn’t keep up with your needs: you had a curious baby who, on more than one occasion, crawled into your studio and came out covered in oil paints she then tracked all over the floor; Jaehyun wanted to practice choreography at home and there was no space and neighbors who came up to complain when they felt he was making too much noise; and those two points didn’t even matter, because your paintings eventually breached the confines of your studio and began to intrude into the rest of the place like an invasive species. You had outgrown your beloved little apartment, and needed a bigger place.

Not even a year after you had given birth, you had made the decision to buy a house and move to a quiet neighborhood that was a little closer to his parents as well. The proximity to them was convenient not only because they loved baby sitting, often coming over to watch the baby so you could paint without being interrupted constantly, but because his parents were genuinely lovely people and you loved being around them. Of course, they’d have to be if they raised someone like your husband.

“Be good for grandma, okay?” You kissed your daughter on the forehead as she groggily nodded yes and you handed her off to Jaehyun’s mom.

Anna gave both of the twins a kiss and told them to behave themselves. While your child was already tired from running around with her “cousins” all afternoon, her kids were a little older and still had some energy left. They were currently drawing a picture together.

“I’ll get them all to bed on time, don’t worry,” Jaehyn’s mom smiled.

You returned the smile. “Thank you, Omma.”

“Thank you, Mrs. Jeong.” Anna smiled.

“Have fun with your friends, you two.” She said as she sat at the table across from the twins.

“Jae’s mom is so sweet,” Anna said as the two of you walked down the stairs to join the others.

“Mhm. Oh my god, I remember being so nervous when I met his parents. I was like this… dumbass American kid who purposefully orphaned herself from her family and now their son was about to present that mess of a person to them like, ‘Hey, I love this person.’ I was shitting myself.”

Anna laughed.

“But they liked me?” You widened your eyes at her, miming the astonishment you felt when they didn’t just not present you with an envelope of money as a bribe to stop knowing their son, they actually liked you and welcomed your presence.

She laughed again and swatted at you. “Didn’t they like you a lot when you finally met them?”

“Oh yeah. He told them all about me so: I didn’t even know I had a reputation, but it had already preceded me.” You chuckled as the two of you reached the bottom of the stairs and you turned the hall light off as you made your way to the kitchen. “And then his mom was all cute and weepy like, ‘If you ever need a mom, I can be your mom,’ and we both ended up crying.”

“Aww.”

“How’s your mom by the way? How’d the surgery go?”

“Oh, she’s doing great. Her and my dad want to visit once she’s okay to fly.”

“Would they want to come out here at all? We can maybe barbecue in the backyard and the kids can run around.”

“Oh, could we do that? It’d be so much better than having everyone over at our place.”

“That’s why I offered.” You laughed as the two of you walked into the kitchen. “As my oldest and most important friend, of course we can barbecue here.”

“We’re barbecuing?” Jaehyun asked as he arranged snacks onto a tray.

“Anna’s parents might visit soon and I offered our place for barbecuing. Do you mind?”

He shook his head with a smile. “Of course not. I love your parents, Anna.”

She smiled.

“And we’re of a singular mind,” Jaehyun said as you walked over to steal a snack and he seized the moment to kiss you on the cheek.

Anna chuckled. “If you two are going to be like this, I’m going to go wait for everyone else.” She left for the living room.

“You’ve chased our friend away,” you giggled as he went in for a second kiss. 

“Had to happen at some point.”

He chased your lips with his own as you tried to dodge him, laughing as he tried to get you. He pulled you close and buried his face in your neck, you draped your arms over his shoulders with a chuckle and rubbed his back for a moment. 

“You okay?”

He nodded into your neck before pulling away. “I want to see our friends, but I’m suddenly wishing we were having ‘alone time’ instead.” You snorted a laugh. “But this is the first time we’ve seen everyone since, like…” You had to think for a second, you almost couldn’t remember. You narrowed your eyes at him for a moment as you thought, unable to come to the answer. “...Since everyone came over to see the baby for the first time-- I think?”

He buried his face in your neck again and said something you couldn’t hear.

“I’m sorry? Was I meant to understand that?” You laughed.

He pulled back again and leaned his forehead against yours. “I don’t care. I want to be with my wife.”

You exhaled a laugh and headbutted him gently. “Such a whiny boy.” “Maybe.”

“Well, it’s Friday, so maybe we can convince your mom to take Yuri tomorrow and get some time to ourselves for the weekend.”

“Promise?”

“I mean, I can’t because she’s the one who has to say yes or no, but we can try asking.”

He hummed happily and kissed your neck. 

“Sir, we’re having company soon. Actually, we have company already.”

He whined and pulled back so he could show you how angry he was at your rebuff: he furrowed his eyebrows together and frowned.

“Oh my god, so scary. What an intimidating presence.”

He furrowed his brows harder and scrunched up his nose.

“Oh my god. Were I wearing boots, I would be quaking in them. How will I ever recover from this-- this-- terrifying being?”

He laughed and sighed.

You patted his shoulders to get him to focus. “The kiddo and the twins are in bed or at least occupied, and your mom is watching them--”

“You mean Table?”

You laughed. He'd never let you live it down. “Sure.”

“You’re the one who wanted to confuse people,” he laughed.

You smiled. “Well, you picked a better name than I ever could,” you kissed his cheek, “good job, bestie.” You extracted yourself from his embrace 

“Bestie?” He asked incredulously.

You smiled and opened a bag of chips so you could empty them into a bowl. 

He scoffed and walked around the room, pretending to pay attention to everything but you, before launching himself at you and pinning you between himself and the counter.

“Stop stop stop,” you slapped at his hands as he held onto the counter, “everyone else is going to be here soon.”

“You should have thought of that before kissing me~” He sing-songed as he tried to plant kisses on your face that you, giggling, evaded.

“Jae,” you whined, “Anna is in the other room and I have to put chips in a bowl; very important.”

“More important than my kisses?”

“Much.”

He made a face of false offense and made sure you saw it.

“Do you know how many chips go bowl-less every year? Too many.”

“What would you do, if there was a chip, right in front of you?”

“In the arms… of… an angel…” you warbled in the worst singing voice you could muster.

“Oh my god,” he laughed and hugged you from behind,” I’m going to put that on Soundcloud and make you famous.”

You laughed loudly. “I’m a whiteboy Soundcloud rapper! ‘Skrrt! Skrrt! My daddy never loved me and now I have bad feelings about women and have to make it everyone else’s problem!’ Let go, I have to start my career! Skrrt!”

“Skrrt! Skrrt!”

“Skrrt!”

He laughed and held onto you as you tried to struggle, both of you laughing like idiots as you “Skrrt”-ed at each other and he only landed half the kisses he was trying to plant on you.

“Ah-HEM.” The two of you heard and Jaehyun turned to see who it was, pulling away from the counter and turning you as well.

Johnny laughed. “Are you going to flirt with your wife the whole time, Jeffery, or are you actually going to say hi to your guests?”

“Wave for us,” Jaehyun said and lifted you so you could wave with your feet.

You waved with your feet.

“Hi, y/n.” He laughed as he put the drinks he arrived with on the counter. “I’m going to say hi to my babies, but before I do, this is Mark Lee, a friend I met while DJing. He’s Canadian so don’t be afraid to act like a foreigner around him.” Johnny presented him to you before leaving for the upstairs portion of the house.

“Ahh, vous êtes Canadien?”

“Huh?”

You chuckled. “Hi, Mark Lee from Canada,” you said before waving again. “I’m y/n, this is my husband, Jaehyun. I’m from the US and he lived in America for four years.”

“Hi,” he awkwardly came over and shook your hand. He looked at Jaehyun, confused.

“Honey, let go of me and shake his hand,” you laughed.

He finally let go of you and you helped Anna unpack the drinks. Jaehyun shook Mark’s hand.

“This is a nice house.” “Thank you.” 

They stood together awkwardly. “Why don’t you show him around?” You suggested. “Mark, are you a DJ?”

“Oh-- Actually I’m a rapper.” You laughed. “Maybe Jae can show you his studio, then.”

“Oh-- Yo, you have your own studio?” Mark asked Jaehyun, excited.

“Yeah. Want to see?”

“Of course! Jaehyun, let’s see that studio, son!”

You laughed loudly as they walked away.

“My husband finds the weirdest people.” Anna said, shaking her head.

“I think you mean he finds the best people,” you corrected.

She laughed. The doorbell rang and both of you went over to the intercom to check who it was. Seeing the rest of your friend group standing there, you opened the door and let them all in.

“Hi! Did you all come together?”

“No,” Eunji said as the two of you hugged, “somehow we all arrived at the same time.”

You laughed as Jungwoo gangster-cat-walked his way into the house before giving you a hug as well. 

“Was traffic bad?” Anna asked.

“Not too terrible,” Taeyong answered as he walked in with Yuta behind him.

“Did you get my files for the multimedia exhibition?” Yuta asked you.

“I did. I think I was breastfeeding at the time and swiped it away by accident, but I’ll look on Monday.”

“Why not tomorrow?”

You narrowed your eyes at him. 

He narrowed his eyes back.

“It’s the weekend, my dude.”

“You can still look, my dude.”

“But my dude wants to fool around, my dude--”

“Okay, I was going to make a joke like, ‘Were you breastfeeding Jae or the baby?’ but I didn’t know I would be given that information.” 

You laughed loudly and slapped him on the arm.

“I have to go to Japan next week and I was hoping you’d look at it before then.”

“Then why’d you send it on a Friday afternoon?”

“I was--”

“He was bothering me all week about the music for the exhibition,” Johnny said as he came down the stairs. “That’s why.”

“Ohh…” you said and raised your eyebrows at Yuta.

“What a traitor,” he said back to Johnny.

Johnny shrugged and walked over to give Anna a hug and kiss. 

“What’s that for?”

“The beautiful mother of my beautiful children.”

She laughed softly and rolled her eyes.

“Did your beautiful wife tell you that our firm picked up another project?” Jungwoo asked.

Johnny turned to Anna. “No she didn’t?”

Anna scowled at Jungwoo.

“Oh-- sorry.”

“Jungie,” Eunji sighed.

“Sorry.”

“Am I not supposed to know?” Johnny asked.

Anna sighed. “I had reserved a table at a nice restaurant so I could tell you and we could celebrate in a little style.”

He put his arms around her. “Aww, babe, we can still do that.”

“But now it’s not a surprise.”

“...What’s not a surprise?”

You snickered.

She looked up at him, her brows furrowed.

He looked back, doe-eyed in false confusion.

She sighed. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome, but I don’t know what you’re thanking me for.”

She sighed and hugged him.

Johnny turned them both so he could get her walking towards the dining room, and winked at Jungwoo in as they passed him.

Jungwoo shrugged apologetically. Eunji hit him on the arm.

“What?”

“You know she likes to surprise him.”

“I thought she told him already.”

“You should have asked.”

“I said I was sorry.”

“Do you not celebrate a new project?” Taeyong asked.

“I-- we do-- but…” Jungwoo stuttered.

Eunji raised an eyebrow at him. “It’s uh… more lowkey.”

Taeyong looked at them in confusion for a moment before realizing what they meant. “Okay, well--” and left for the dining room.

“Yet another thing I didn’t need to know.” Yuta said and followed him.

You laughed and linked your arms in theirs. “Come on, you crazy, childless lovebirds.”

Eunji laughed softly. “Speaking of, can we watch the peanut again? She was so funny last time.”

“I know you’re not warming up to the idea of having kids.”

“Our Eunji? Never.” Jungwoo laughed.

“Listen, I heard every pregnancy horror story my grandmother, aunts, and mom all went through, I am so good. But Yuri’s cute when she’s awake and playing. You can have her back when she poops or cries or whatever.”

You laughed. “Rent-a-baby.”

“Exactly. I’m like a fun aunt: I watch her when she’s fun, you can have her back when she’s work. And then I’ll go home to my quiet and my cute husband.”

Jungwoo blew her a kiss.

You laughed again. “I love you two.”

She hugged you as you walked into the dining room. Anna and Johnny were setting up the food and snacks and getting the drinks ready. Jaehyun and Mark were coming back from the studio.

“And where’d you get the yellow one?”

“The Behringer? Amazon, honestly.”

“Oh, no doubt.” He made a note in his phone.

“You can get some really interesting distortion effects if you just fuck around with it for a bit.”

“Expensive?”

“Not really.”

“No doubt, no doubt.” He saw Johnny. “Amazon, more like AmaJon!” He laughed and gave Johnny a handshake hello.

“Mark, I’m literally the one who invited you.”

“You gotta be cordial, you gotta be cordial, you know? And me, I gotta be cordial.”

Cordial? You mouthed to Jaehyun.

He widened his eyes and shrugged as he walked over, and kissed you on the head. He whispered into your ear: “He’s an interesting guy.”

You giggled.

“Was it that funny?”

“Your breath made my hair touch my ear.”

He smiled and brushed it back away from your face, and then kissed you on the lips.

“Ahhh!” Johnny clapped loudly. “Stop that! You have guests!”

The two of you laughed.

“Maybe we should start the game.” Taeyong said. “So they’ll be preoccupied with something else.”

“Hey, we’re more than capable of keeping our hands off each other,” you protested.

“That’s not what I heard,” Yuta said with a wry smile.

You threw a chip at him.

With the snacks all placed on the table and the drinks all opened or mixed, you were all finally able to get to the main event of the night: Mafia.

A favorite of the group whenever you got together, it had started as a fun suggestion when you were still all in college, and became a sort of tradition. It was just competitive enough that you all got silly with it, but not competitive enough that anyone ever got into a fight. And it was perfect, because you all had your own way of trying to figure out who the mafia was; there was never a dull moment in any of the games you had played over the years.

So drinks were drank and since everyone was a little more drunk, the game started.

“Okay, everyone, heads down.” Johnny commanded.

“Thumbs up, Seven Up.” You said.

He chuckled. The only other people who would have understood you - Anna and Jaehyun - elbowed you in the side from where they sat on either side of you. You laughed.

“I will now walk around, and if I tap you,” Johnny said, “you’re that thing. Okay?”

A chorus of muffled ‘yes’es came back to him, along with one “Yes, games daddy.”

Johnny paused for a moment. “Yuta, was that you?”

“Yes.”

You all laughed, heads still down. You could guess that Johnny was probably shaking his head as Yuta laughed, self satisfied.

Johnny went around, telling everyone what they were, saying the name and then walking around the table a bunch of times so no one could figure out who was being tapped and who was what.

“Okay, the town, city, whatever is asleep,” Johnny started. “Can I see the mafia? Ma-ma-ma-ma-mafia, yeah, they are the mafia--”

“Babe.” Anna admonished.

“Ring-ding-ding, ding-ding-ding,” you sang.

Jaehyun laughed next to you.

Anna sighed. “You’re both as bad as each other.”

You laughed.

“No talking,” Johnny said with a sort of faux annoyance you knew to expect from him. “Mafia, wake up and do your dastardly deeds.”

You weren’t anything so you kept your head down.

“Who would you like to kill? Mhm? Alright, thank you. Go back to sleep. Now can the cop wake up?”

“ACAB,” Eunji said.

The table laughed quietly.

Johnny suppressed a laugh. “And who would you like to sneak a peek at?” He asked the cop. He was quiet for a few moments as they picked who they wanted to check and were told the answer. “Okay, go back to sleep. Now will the doctor awaken?”

Silence for a few seconds. 

“Doctor?”

Silence again.

“Doctor.” He said forcefully.

“That’s me!” Mark said happily.

The game ruined, everyone groaned and picked up their heads. 

“Mork!” Johnny yelled, exasperated.

“Mork!” You yelled, delighted.

“Mork?” Jaehyun asked.

“Wait, what’s ‘Mork’?” Jungwoo laughed.

“That’s what the other rappers and DJs call him when he does things like this,” Johnny said with a sigh.

“What?” Mark asked.

“Mork, come sit near me,” Yuta said, patting the seat next to him.

As he changed seats, Jaehyun asked. “Who was the mafia?”

“Me and Yuta,” Jungwoo said.

“Ahh,” Jaehyun nodded.

“It’s actually a good thing that you ended the game, Mark,” Johnny said as deleted the first list of positions he had made on his phone. 

“Why?”

“Because they killed Taeyong and he died first the last two times we played.”

“What?” Taeyong asked as he looked between Jungwoo and Yuta. “What have I ever done to you two?”

You laughed. “Again?”

“Do you kill him all the time?” Mark asked Yuta.

“We do. It makes him so mad.” Yuta laughed.

You couldn’t tell if Taeyong was actually offended or pretending to be as he sat there, slack-jawed at the two of them.

“Okay, let’s start over.” Johnny said, finishing his new list.

He went around the room selecting the positions again, and again you weren’t any of them. The first morning came and he had you all ‘wake  up’.

“Good morning~” he sang. “Edvard Grieg’s ‘Morning Mood’ is playing like it’s a laundry commercial and you’re all waking up to a new day.”

“I’m taking down my laundry and smelling how fresh they smell,” you mimed taking laundry off a clothesline.

“What’s that?” Jungwoo asked.

“Taking it off a clothesline-- wait you don’t have that here. I’m taking it off a drying rack.” 

You pretended to take something like a towel off a drying rack and leaned over the table to let him smell it. He pretended it smelled amazing and both of you mimed like two people in a detergent commercial, smiling in an absolutely unhinged way at the scent of fabric softener.

“Does this mean they’re the mafia?” Anna asked.

“No, it means they’re clowns,” Eunji said.

Jaehyun pulled at your shirt to make you sit. You looked at him and held up the imaginary towel to let him pretend to smell it. He did and you both started miming being in a box.

“Even worse,” Anna laughed.

Jaehyun kissed your cheek in a sneak attack.

“No profanity at the table,” Johnny said. 

You snorted a laugh.

“Now,” he paused, “there was a death last night.”

You all reacted with shock.

“The person murdered… was Mark.”

Mark reacted with surprise.

“Sounds like a revenge killing,” you said.

“Are you the cop?” Jaehyun asked. 

“No, I’m a concerned citizen; I came here to wash and dry my unmentionables in peace, now there’s crime happening in the area! What about my unmentionables?”

“For unmentionables, you sure mention them an awful lot.” He said.

“Sounds pretty suspicious to me…” Anna trailed off as she narrowed her eyes at you.

“You also went pretty hard on the waking up bit,” Taeyong pointed out.

“Yeah, but she always does that.” Jaehyun said.

You nodded. This was true; who would you be without sprinkling random comedy bits throughout your day like a vaudevillian actor. Of stage and screen.

“I can’t figure out who it is.” Yuta said, glaring at everyone at the table. 

“I have an idea--” you started, and Anna started sarcastically clapping for your ability to have an idea. Johnny and Jaehyun joined and soon the whole table did as you sat there, looking unimpressed. “Fine. I won’t tell you what it is.”

“What is it?” Yuta asked.

“No.” You pretended to fold your laundry on the table. “If you’re going to be like that then I won’t tell you who I think it is.”

“You can’t just hold back clues.” Jungwoo said.

“I bet you she doesn’t know anything,” Anna laughed.

“No,” you said.

You finished your imaginary laundry and folded your hands in your lap gently like a middle-aged mother who felt unappreciated by her family, whose kids haven’t called since they moved out and who hasn’t received even a card for Mother’s Day. You can’t even go to the store to buy a card? On which to write ‘To’ and ‘From’ and mail it a few days before? You can’t even think about your mother on the day specifically for thinking about mothers? Hah. There truly is no point in raising children. 

You laughed a short sigh as you shrugged. “I won’t tell you.”

“Well, regardless of whether we need to start visiting during the holidays…” Johnny said.

You pointed at him. You knew he’d get it.

He nodded at you. “You do all have to pick a mafia to get rid of.”

“Do we have any clues?” Anna asked.

“Not really,” Taeyong said. “But I’m alive so it can’t be Jungwoo or Yuta.”

You all laughed.

“On the count of three,” Johnny said. “One, Two, three.”

Everyone pointed at whoever and Johnny looked at the chaos of indecision.

“Uh… Jaehyun two, Taeyong two, Eunji two. You three can make your plea. Eunji?”

“So, I wasn’t going to pick Taeyong,” Eunji started, “but then I saw him pick me so I picked him back.”

“That easy, huh?” Anna asked with a laugh.

She nodded. “I figure, if he’s going to pick me, I’m going to pick him back because I have no idea who it is.” 

Johnny nodded. “Taeyong?”

“I’m not the mafia. I don’t know who it is, but I-- it’s really not me.”

“Convincing,” Yuta nodded.

Johnny nodded. “And Jae?”

“I don’t think it’s Yuta or Jungwoo like Taeyong said, and I don’t think it’s y/n.”

“Isn’t this supposed to be a plea for you?” You asked. 

“I saw Eunji’s face when you said you had an idea, so I think she’s a mafia. She acted like a mafia would if they knew they were caught.”

“Jungwoo’s been quiet,” Eunji said.

“Have I?” He asked.

“Hmm, maybe a little,” Yuta said, eyes still narrowed in suspicion.

Jaehyun continued. “I think that maybe the mafia are in a rush. Other positions aren’t in a rush, but the mafia are, obviously.”

“Are you in a rush?” Yuta asked.

Zinged, Jaehyun fixed his hair, smiling.

Everyone talked for a few moments until Johnny shouted over the group. “Okay! You all have to pick: one, two, three.”

Most of the fingers pointed at Taeyong.

“What?” He asked.

“Okay, Taeyong’s out.”

Yuta looked at everyone at the table. “What the--”

“Everyone back to sleep!” Johnny said.

You all put your heads back down. And that’s when you heard it again, the noise you heard during the first night: something between a rustling and a jingling. You had, as any hard boiled detective would say, a hunch. And it wasn’t just because of your bad posture.

And after all of the named positions made their choices, you all woke up.

“Good morning lawful citizens,” Johnny started. “There was a death last night.”

Giggling and gasping. 

He turned slowly towards Jaehyun. “The Valentine Boy himself… has passed.”

Jaehyun sighed. You pretended to mourn him so he pretended to be dead.

“No! Jaehyun! My one and only love!”

“I thought I was your one and only love?” Anna asked.

“You’re my one and only platonic love,” you corrected before turning to Johnny. “Anyway, Eunji is the mafia, I heard her earrings during both nights after you asked the mafia to wake up, meaning she picked her head up, meaning she’s the mafia.”

Jaehyun looked at you, surprised, and whispered: “Wow.”

“You’re dead, you can’t talk.” Johnny said.

“Can I come back from the dead to make out with my wife?”

“Absolutely not.”

He sighed dejectedly. “Being dead sucks.”

You laughed.

“I heard her earrings too,” Yuta pointed at you. “She’s definitely one. I think Anna is the other one.”

“Why me?” Anna asked.

“You’re being suspicious.” “Does that mean you want to vote?” Johnny asked.

“Yes!” half of you shouted.

“I think we need to discuss this more,” Eunji said.

“Nope. My husband is dead and I desire vengeance!" You countered, hitting your fists on the table. “Who’s going to run the washing machine? Because it definitely won’t be me!”

Jaehyun laughed his dad laugh.

“One, two, three.” Johnny counted.

You, Yuta, and Jungwoo pointed at Eunji. Eunji pointed at you, Anna pointed at Jungwoo.

“Why are you pointing at me?” He asked.

“I panicked.”

He shot her a look.

Yuta narrowed his eyes at her.

“Eunji, you’re out. We’ll hold a lovely funeral for you.” Johnny said.

She sighed. “You’re making a mistake.”

“Beddy-bye.” Johnny said and you all put your heads down.

A few moments later and you all picked them up again.

“Good morning, random citizens. Y/n has died. Her funeral will be held tomorrow… if you can make it that far.”

You turned to Jaehyun, mouth agape, and he nodded at you sadly. You sighed and linked arms with him, both of you closing your eyes and pretending to be laid to rest for a few moments before going back to listening to the game.

“Okay, now I know it's Anna.” Yuta said.

“How is it me?”

“Because you pointed at Jungwoo instead of Eunji, and now y/n is dead which means she was right.”

“That checks out,” Jungwoo nodded. “I vote for Anna.”

They both pointed at her.

“Can’t I defend myself?”

They shook their heads.

Johnny shrugged at her. “Is that your final answer?” He asked them.

“Mhm,” Yuta nodded.

“Mhm.” Jungwoo nodded.

He nodded and paused dramatically. “The Citizens… have won.”

You clapped. The whole table bustled with energy.

“I knew I shouldn’t have pointed at you, Jungwoo.” Anna said.

He laughed. “Why did you?”

“I didn’t want to vote Eunji and I panicked.”

“You could have voted for me, I wouldn’t have been mad,” Eunji said.

“I’m surprised you managed to get it together after not listening to me and then letting me die.” You said.

“Who were the doctor and cop?” Yuta asked.

“I was the cop,” Mark raised his hand. 

“I was the doctor,” Taeyong said.

“And you got voted out instead,” Jaehyun laughed.

Taeyong laughed with a sigh.

“Do we want to break for five minutes before the next game?” Johnny asked.

“Yes,” the table said in unison, as Eunji stood and left for the kitchen.

“If you need a drink, I’ll get it,” you offered as you stood.

“No, I’m taking my earrings off.” You heard rustling, her bag probably, and she came back in with naked ears. “If you think I’m getting caught like that again, you’re out of your fucking mind.”

You laughed.

“Anyone want their drinks refreshed?” Jaehyun asked and stood.

Everyone put their drink orders in and he went back and forth a couple times between the kitchen and the dining room getting drinks and throwing out empty bottles and cans. 

He sat and put a new drink in front of you.

“Oh, I don’t need another one.” You said.

He shrugged. “We can share.” And kissed you on the head.

“No making out at the table!” Johnny said forcefully.

“It’s our house,” you said back through gritted teeth, “we can do whatever we want!”

“Not during the game!”

You turned to Jaehyun. “Let’s throw all these drinks off the table and really show them something.”

He looked at the drinks for a few seconds. “...I don’t want to clean it up though.”

You turned back to Johnny. “You’re only safe because my husband is lazy. And so am I.”

He laughed.

Anna laughed and imitated the two of you. “‘Jae! Hold me back!’ ‘...Nah.’”

You laughed. “That’s exactly it.”

“If anyone actually made her mad, they’d only be getting what’s coming to them,” he said and sipped the drink.

Johnny pointed at him, hoping he’d understand what he had in mind.

Jaehyun didn’t notice him at first, but the silence made him look in his direction. He considered him for a moment and then realized what the pointing was in reference to. He raised an eyebrow in acknowledgement and pointed back.

Mark looked between the two of them. “What does the pointing mean?”

Johnny looked at him, confused for a moment, and then realized: “Oh, I forgot someone was here who didn’t know.”

“You don’t need to explain it,” you said to Johnny and then addressed Mark, “Something happened a long time ago because of someone we used to know. It’s not important.”

He nodded. 

“My wife is a terror, Mork, that’s all you need to know,” Jaehyun said and hugged you.

“Jae--”

“She’s a terror and I love her.”

You laughed. “So romantic.”

“You know those horror stories of women of the woods who are terrifying and beautiful--”

“--and terrifyingly beautiful--”

“--who eat men and are pure chaos? That’s her.” He squeezed you.

“Are you sure you’re not drunk?” You laughed.

He pulled back and looked at you. “I never said I wasn’t.”

“Oh my god.”

He grinned a dopey grin at you. How did you not notice before? His ears were already red and his eyes were getting that sleepy look you thought was adorable as he got all clingy with you.

“We’ve lost him.” Yuta said.

“I can’t believe I was hoping you two would get together, you’re so annoying.” Taeyong said.

You laughed.

“Okay!” Johnny clapped his hands together. “Next game.”

The game started and when Johnny said ‘Mafia’ the first time, you felt a tap on your shoulder as he walked by. 

You were rarely chosen as mafia, and you honestly liked it better that way; you were able to goof off more and didn’t have to try and strategize at all. A small wave of panic surged through you for a second, and you wondered if you could actually win. It depended on your partner.

Johnny started and asked if you’d all like to introduce yourselves: 

“I’m a…” Mark thought, “a concerned citizen.”

“What are you concerned about, Mark?” Johnny asked.

“Uh… laundry?”

“You have to get your own bit,” you said.

The group laughed.

Everyone else introduced themselves in some way or another, and you all decided not to vote, as no one seemed suspicious. 

Then you went to the first night.

“Oh mafia… please raise your heads.” Johnny said.

You picked your head up and looked around, before landing on Jaehyun, who was looking right at you. You smiled in surprise, and he smiled back. This could be very bad… or very good. You smiled deviously at him, he mirrored you.

“Who would you like to kill, mafia?”

You pointed at Taeyong. Jaehyun looked at you, surprised. You scrunched up your nose with determination and nodded. It was a perfect opening. He nodded back and both of you pointed to him and nodded to Johnny.

“Thank you mafia, your order will be delivered in three to five weeks.”

You both put your heads down and waited for the others to do their thing.

“Okay, everyone, the day is dawning; time to write your morning pages, time to do your yoga and have a green smoothie. And maybe file a police report because Taeyong is dead.”

“What?” Mark says, sadly.

Taeyong sighed.

Yuta and Jungwoo’s attention snapped to each other.

Perfect.

They sized each other up for a moment. 

“You think it’s me?” Jungwoo asked.

“I think it’s you.” Yuta replied.

“I think it’s you!” Jungwoo laughed.

Yuta narrowed his eyes at him, Jungwoo narrowed his back. 

“Maybe it’s Eunji,” Yuta shifted his attention over to her.

Eunji looked up from sipping her drink. “Me? Why me?”

“Because you’re being quiet.”

“I was drinking? Should I talk when I drink? I’ll drown!”

You laughed.

“I think it’s Anna,” Jungwoo said. 

“Why’s that?” Jaehyun asked.

“She was the mafia before.”

You stared at him for a second. “Are you new at this?”

“Is there anyone you would like to vote off?”

Everyone voted and no one had over one vote. Somehow.

“Ohh, one of those games,” Johnny said. “If you can’t decide, go back to sleep.”

“Mafia~ oh mafia~!” Johnny sang.

You and Jaehyun lifted your heads.

“Oh there you are, my little mafia. Who would you like to kill, mafia?”

You weren’t sure who to go for next. Yuta and Jungwoo had to stay alive for the plan, but you weren’t sure about everyone else.

Jaehyun pointed to Mark and raised his eyebrows, asking if you agreed. You shrugged and nodded. You both pointed at Mark.

“Oh? Really? Really, really? Wow! Okay!”

You tried not to laugh and put your head back down.

“Oh cop~! The next stop is: cop. Who would you like to check, cop? Okay~! Is there a doctor in the house? Oh doc! Who will you save, doc? Think carefully doctor! Think with all of your heart and your hippocratic oath! Okay, I’ll ask you about my bill later. Everyone wake and greet the new morning.”

You all woke up, you pretended to yawn and roll over in bed, and put your arm across Jaehyun. He patted your arm and you pretended to wake up.

Johnny stood still like a video game character who had just spawned in. 

You all stared at him.

He stared back.

“...”

“...”

“...”

“Anyway, Mark is dead.”

Mark looked heartbroken. Poor goofball.

“I still think Jungwoo is suspicious,” Yuta said.

“Me? I’m just a citizen. You’re the suspicious one, you keep laying blame everywhere.”

“You have to lay blame somewhere, that’s how the game is played.”

“Are you just picking people you don’t like?”

“I can only trust Yuta,” Jaehyun said. “He’s really good at this game.”

You nodded. “But so is Jungwoo. Who do you suspect when the dream team is broken up?”

“Unless they’re the mafia and this is all an act.”

“Oh, shit,” you whispered.

Yuta stared at the two of you for a few moments. “I think it’s Jaehyun, y/n. Done.”

“Such confidence,” you replied.

“I’ll give you time to talk it out,” Johnny said and set a timer on his phone.

“I think he’s the mafia and he’s floundering,” Anna said.

“That could be it,” Eunji added.

“Why do you think I’m the mafia?” Yuta asked.  “You know how I play.”

“That’s exactly something the mafia would say.”

“What about you?” Eunji asked Jungwoo.

“Me?”

“Mhm.”

“I’m a cop.”

Taeyong pressed his eyes closed and tried to sigh without anyone noticing. You noticed.

“You’re the cop?”

“Yeah.”

“You don’t seem like a cop.”

“I’m a very good cop, every investigation I take on gets solved.”

“So who do you think is the mafia, cop?” You asked.

Jungwoo looked around the table. “I’m leaning towards… Anna, honestly.”

“Me?” She asked.

“Yeah. You seem suspicious.”

Anna turned to Yuta and glared at him.

“How’s it feel, mafia?”

She glared at him harder.

The alarm went off. “Okay, you have to vote.”

Everyone pointed. Most were pointing at Anna.

“Eunji, you have to save me,” she said.

“How do I save you?”

“And my lovely wife is no more.” Johnny said. “Go to sleep.”

You all put your heads down.

Johnny sang. “Mafia, mafia, who will you pick? Mafia mafia, who will--” 

“Get sick.”

“You’re dead, Mark. You can’t talk.”

The group chuckled.

“Will the real mafia, please wake up.”

You and Jaehyun raised your heads and shared your second devious smile of the night. Anna looked at you, unimpressed. You blew her a kiss.

You pointed at Jungwoo and raised your brows to ask if Jaehyun agreed. He nodded and you both pointed at him to show Johnny your pick.

“Okay. Okay. Okay? Okay! I got it! I said I got it! I got it!”

Mark started laughing and Jaehyun implored Johnny with his expression.

“Alright, thank you to the mafia, without them, this wouldn’t be the same.”

You put your heads back down.

“And the cop? Thank you copper. And the doc? Thank you doccer. Everyone awake, to a new, fresh morn’.”

“Doccer?” Taeyong whispered to himself.

“It’s the next morning,” Johnny continued. “...Jungwoo is dead.”

“Oh my god,” Yuta said. “It was Jaehyun and y/n.”

“Wait, are we done?” Eunji asked. “We didn’t find anyone.”

“There’s still four of us,” Jaehyun said.

“How many mafia are left?” You asked.

Johnny smiled. “I don’t know, you tell me.”

You smiled and held up two fingers.

Yuta groaned. “I should have gone with my gut!” 

“Why didn’t you?” Jungwoo asked.

“I have no idea!”

The group laughed.

“What number game was that?” Jaehyun asked.

You started ticking them off on your fingers, “First game… Borked by Mork. Second game… Ladies Night. Third game… Sleeper Cell Dream Team.”

He nodded.

“Where do you come up with this shit?” Eunji laughed.

“I have no idea, my good dude.”

“Should we play one more game?” Jungwoo asked the table.

“I don’t know,” Anna responded, nodding a Johnny, “Are you okay? Didn’t you stand all day while you were setting up the festival?”

“I’m okay.”

“Your feet don’t hurt?”

He smiled. “They’re fine, my love.” He looked past her for a few moments before gesturing at what he was looking at. “Anyway, I think at least one of us is a lost cause.”

Anna turned. Jaehyun’s face was buried in your neck and in between gentle pats and shoves, you were giggling as you tried to fend him off.

“We have guests, sir! Guests!”

“Tell them to get their own wife.”

“Oh my god--ahh!”

Anna shook her head. “I guess we’re done.”

a/n: I hope you enjoyed my little ditty (heavily) inspired by watching the (at the time, new-- this has been sitting in an unfinished state for a long time 😅😅😅 lol) NCT mafia game (and then rewatching the old one). I thought, “Wouldn’t it be fun of my idiots did this?” yes. I think so. lol

[this is the end this time! I promise]

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half baked stories: maybe i’m jealous

college best friends to lovers jaehyun, entirely unedited, no warnings

“I’m sorry, what? What’s your problem?” The question is genuine. All you were doing was fixing yourself a pregame drink before going out for drinks with this guy you met online. Jaehyun showed up to your apartment no less than 3 minutes ago, unannounced you’d like to add, and began yelling at you because of the date.

“You’re being careless and stupid. Do you not realize that this shit isn’t safe? Like you don’t know any of these dudes. You don’t know what they could do.” He says. You don’t know where this attitude of his came from, but you’re not interested in hearing it.

You scoff and roll your eyes before giving him your signature look, “They’re just tinder dates, everyone goes on tinder dates. You’re telling me everyone who has ever gone on a date with someone from online is stupid?”

“This isn’t about everyone! This is about you!” He raises his voice, fire behind his eyes.

“What makes me so different, huh? I’m a big girl, Jaehyun.” His eyes soften for a moment before speaking again.

“I know that, you know I know that. Don’t pretend I don’t know that.”

“Then what the fuck is your issue?” You raise your voice now.

“I don’t want you going out on these random ass tinder dates!” He yells again, standing this time.

“Why!” You yell louder than him. He should know better than to argue with you, you’ve been friends for years. He knows you never back down from a fight, and you’ve never lost.

He groans and let’s out a frustrated laugh “I already told you!”

“And I already told you why that wasn’t an issue, so why are we still talking about it?” Your stare could burn holes into him, yet he hasn’t broken his gaze on you.

“I still don’t want you to go!” A frustrated hand runs through his hair.

“Why the fuck would that matter to me?” Your yell.

He gives you a confused look, “Maybe because I’m your best friend and I’m just looking out for you?”

“Really? Because you’re acting more like a jealous boyfriend.” You regret your words immediately after saying them because you can see the heartbreak behind his eyes. He’s defeated.

“Fine, Y/N.” He says quietly, breaking eye contact to go pick up his jacket he lazily threw on your sofa earlier.

His back is facing you, and with a deep breath he says, “Maybe I am.”

“What?” Is all you can say, needing to hear those words again. As if you could hear much over the sound of your pounding heartbeat in your ears.

He turns to look at you and there’s a look in his eyes you’ve never seen before, “Maybe I am jealous.” You gulp and break the eye contact, focusing on a black shoe mark on the wall where Jaehyun got too drunk and forced you to dance with him around your apartment. Scanning the room now you’re attention is caught to every single piece of Jaehyun that’s here. Your ugliest throw pillow that you can’t bring yourself to get rid of because Jaehyun likes to hug it while watching movies. His spare laptop charger he bought specifically to keep here at your house because he kept forgetting his charger every time he came over to study. The empty red wine bottle you use as a flower vase now, the fanciest bottle of wine you’d ever had, that Jaehyun bought for you and shared with you to celebrate landing your internship.

He scoffs when you don’t look back at him, shaking his head with a disappointing laugh. “I’ll see you around, Y/N” and you can hear the pain in his voice as he walks towards the door.

You don’t know what comes over you in that moment besides an intense feeling like this is a “now or never” moment, the potential for a new chapter in your life to open. You don’t want any part of your life if he’s not in it, and that’s why you do exactly what you do.

You kiss him. By grabbing his wrist, pulling him back and with one hand on the back of his neck you pull his face down to yours and you kiss him.

Frankly, you’re just as shocked as he is by the gesture, but when you finally feel that he’s kissing you back you move your lips against his.

When you lean back, there’s stars in his eyes as he stares, his eyes flicking back and forth between both of your eyes. His nose is a little bit red and his lips are puffy.

There are no words possible to be said, what could there be? How could one describe a moment like this? What could you say that your kiss didn’t?

So you don’t speak, and take the moment to memorize every feature on his face and commit the look in his eyes to your memory forever.

He’s the first to break, giggling and dropping his head. You can’t help but laugh too. You’re not even sure what you’re laughing about or for, but you’re laughing.

He pulls you into a hug then, sighing and leaning his head to rest on yours. “The fuck was that for, huh?” He says softly with a little giggle in his voice again, swaying you both side to side in the embrace.

He doesn’t need a response, so you don’t give one. Your actions spoke the loudest, always have. He had to severely adjust his expectations of communication when he met you, as you were usually careless with your words but knew exactly how to pinpoint your emotions in the things you did. Jaehyun was the exact opposite, using his words to express exactly how he thought and felt, but was impulsive in the way he acted. You two balance each other well, and have taught each other how to communicate better.

Now that Jaehyun thinks of it, his life has done nothing but improve since he met you.

With that thought bringing an extreme amount of overwhelming, almost painful, warmth to his chest, he leans back to search your eyes for a moment for any hesitation. There was none, of course there wasn’t, so he leans down and kisses you this time.

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𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵: ~4.6𝘒 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: 𝘧𝘸𝘣2𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘥𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘹 𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘴, 𝘶𝘯𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘹, 𝘱𝘪𝘷, 𝘖𝘊 𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘭𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘦 '𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭'

it didn't surprise you when jaehyun's name popped up on your screen.

you two weren't speaking. hadn't spoken at all in the last three weeks due to a less-than-kind exchange of words at the last frat party you had gone to.

that frat party happened in the frat house in which jaehyun lived. you were no stranger to these parties. were no stranger to the smoke, the music, and the lights. you attended most of these parties, your goal being only one - to see him.

and you always did. his eyes always caught yours the minute you stepped inside his house. even among everyone else's gaze, his was always the first one that you noticed.

you and jaehyun had met at uni. you still remember the repetitive sound of his fingers tapping the table next to yours, while you tried to focus on the physiology paper you had to turn in until the next day. jaehyun was incredibly annoying, not stopping even when you politely asked him to, which resulted in you picking up your stuff and leaving the library and jaehyun with a victorious smile on his face. just to find him at the frat party your friend had dragged you to, sporting that same smile.

just to end up in his room. naked and screaming his name.

you always ended up in jaehyun's room. since then frat parties had become a constant in your life - you never stayed in them for too long because jaehyun always managed to drag you away quick enough.

the deal between you two was fairly simple - you slept together. nothing more and nothing less.

there really wasn't anything more to it other than sex. and you never expected more, seeing as the first thing you learned about jaehyun was how unruly he was - the complete opposite of you, the straight-A princess (as he liked to call you).

but you two were used to each other at this point - no one seemed to satisfy jaehyun the way you knew how to and because of that he liked to keep you around.

no one did it for you the way jaehyun could. not only when it came to sex, but in everything else too. you genuinely had a good time whenever you were with him, despite him taking every chance to get on your nerves. you two just got along.

but still, three weeks ago, at one of the frat parties you used to attend, you ended up in mark's room.

you would've never chosen mark over jaehyun. especially because the sole reason you were coming to these parties was to see jaehyun.

but not to see jaehyun's mouth working against a random blonde girl you had never even seen before. they were sitting on a couch, smoke all around them and she was straddling his hips, sitting on his lap. jaehyun's arms were rolled around the girl's waist, pulling her closer. meanwhile, you stood with your back pressed against the wall on the opposite side of the room, head tilted back while mark, who stood by your side, talked your ear off about this awesome new shot mixture he had made up with johnny, trying to talk you into trying it out.

it didn't take long to say yes to that shot (and to the countless shots mark and johnny offered after the first one) after that sight.

after that, you went dancing with mark behind you, absolutely inebriated, and no longer than five minutes after you started making out in the middle of the living room. it didn't shock you a whole lot when you woke up the morning after in a room you weren't familiar with, soft snores coming from beside you that didn't really sound like jaehyun's.

you were light on your feet as you picked up your tight black dress from the floor, squeezing yourself into it, grabbed your heels and walked barefoot out of mark's room, closing the door behind you softly, successfully not waking him up. your way down the stairs was a challenge as the wood squeaked with every step you took. you reached the end of the stairs, thinking you had succeded as no one seemed to have woken up, letting out a soft sigh and running a hand through your messy curls.

"had fun last night?" you heard from the kitchen, just a few steps away. you couldn't see who was inside the kitchen but you could recognize his voice anywhere. you took light steps towards the kitchen door, stopping when jaehyun came to view. you leaned to the side, resting your left hip on the wooden doorframe.

jaehyun looked like he had just stumbled out of bed. he was in the kitchen with a mug full of coffee in his hand, wearing an oversized black t-shirt, with the sleeves rolled up to his forearms. his hair was messy, and his glasses were on. "yeah," you answered, your voice still heavy with sleep.

"was he any good?" jaehyun asked, and your brows immediately furrowed at his question. he chuckled at your reaction and pressured you, raising his brows in question. his voice had a playful light-hearted tone, but you knew him well enough to sense the hint of aggressiveness underlying it. "was he?"

"yes, he was good," you said and watched jaehyun's head tilt slightly in indifference. "better than you,” you added at that, loud and clear, letting your tongue quickly wet your lips in excitement.

jaehyun had always been the cool, calm, and collected guy who was never bothered by anything. and it stressed you out.

how could you be so indifferent to him?

but one thing jaehyun was, was competitive. both you and jaehyun knew that. jaehyun had a competitive side to him that few people dared to cross. but you... you did it all the time. because it was the only way to get a reaction out of him.

he raised his eyebrows in surprise and let out a giggle - you amused him.

“oh yeah?”

“yeah.”

“well… it doesn’t really take a lot to satisfy you, so i won’t really trust your judgment,” he said, placing his cup of coffee on the marble countertop. he walked to the fridge taking out a box of washed strawberries. he extended the box towards you as if asking if you wanted some, and you let out an ironic chuckle at that.

“and even tho it doesn’t take a lot to satisfy me you’re still at the bottom of the list,” you fought back and jaehyun smiled your way, resting his forearms on the countertop, taking a red strawberry to his lips and biting into it.

“hum,” he hummed as he chewed, wet lips and eyes still fixed on yours, absolutely unbothered, as if your comments didn't faze him in the slightest. “it’s long, that list of yours, isn’t it?”

your breath was quick and heavy in anger, your hands fisted and your jaw clenched. jaehyun knew how to get to you. he knew how to hit you where it stung and he never, ever, hesitated in doing it. never afraid of hurting you.

“i’m leaving,” you muttered, immediately turning your back to him and walking to the door.

“not saying bye to mark?” you heard him ask in a slightly louder voice, followed by a mocking chuckle.

“fucking asshole,” you said back, hoping he’d still hear you, which he did given by the amused laugh he let out after your comment.

three weeks had passed and now here you stood, in the middle of your skincare routine with jaehyun’s name plastered on your screen as he called you at 11:30PM. you didn’t even bother picking up, knowing he’d find another way to contact you.

jaehyun: stop ignoring me

jaehyun: saw your ig

by that, he meant the instagram story you had posted, which was not that special - just you, lying down on your silky pillow, makeup and hair done.

jaehyun: cmon pick up babe

by the time he called you for a second time you had a random vinyl playing, your favorite pink little pajama set thrown on, your curls down, your skin glowing, and your lips glossed. jaehyun was coming over.

you picked up. “can i come over?” was the first thing he said.

“why would i let you come over?”

“we both know you miss me,” he said immediately to which you let out a snort. “you don't? be honest y/n” he asked and you could already hear the teasing smile in his voice.

“are you sure it’s not the other way around?”

“as in me missing you?”

you hummed and he stayed quiet for a while “nope, you just looked cute in your story.”

“yeah right. you can go find some other cute girl then,” you said.

"no one's as cute as you-" and you hung up on him.

ten minutes later your doorbell rang and you knew it was him. you opened the door, greeting jaehyun with an annoyed expression. “i told you not to come over.”

“you still mad at me?” he asked, as his eyes ran over your figure. bare legs and perky nipples on display for him - small and delicate, just the way he likes you.

“was never mad. i don’t get mad at you jaehyun, you’re not that important,” you deadpanned, left brow raised.

“yeah, right,” he hummed and took a few steps forward, coming closer to you and closing the door behind him. he didn’t say a word, just staring down at you as you crossed your arms in front of your chest defensively, while starring back at him.

jaehyund sighed when a minute passed, and you did not look away. a teasing smirk grew on his lips, as he buried his hands in the pockets of his grey sweatpants. “why did you sleep with mark when I was right there?” he said, phrasing the question as if he had been waiting for you to answer it for the past three weeks - almost tiredly, letting out a short breath at the end of it.

“he was also right there,” you shrugged, settled on not telling him that what had really worked you up that night had been his interest in that other girl.

he rolled his eyes in annoyance, and you almost squealed at the sight of jaehyun losing his temper. “c’mon y/n, don’t make me lose my patience with you.”

“maybe that’s what I want,” you teased, raising your head, nearing your face to his to look into his eyes, almost daring him to do something. “you get so fucking boring after a few weeks, jaehyun.” you whispered against jaehyun’s mouth, watching as his tongue poked the inside of his cheek in annoyance. “that whole calm and collected thing you have going on,” you gestured with your hands before placing your pointing finger against the center of his chest. “it gets fucking tedious. that’s why I slept with mark. at least I can see some actual desire in his face.”

jaehyun’s anger was almost pouring out of his eyes. you could see that if he could just pick you up and throw you out the window, he absolutely would. instead, he grabbed your jaw in a tight grip, pulling your face even closer to his. “you don't think I desire you, that’s it?” he asked, an almost sadistic grin growing on his face.

when you slowly nodded your head against his grip, his hands moved to tightly grab both your shoulders, throwing your body against the wall across from him. “gonna show you just how much I want you, then."

and then, his lips were on yours, relentlessly working against them. his tongue parted your lips, invading your mouth as you moaned against him. his hand tightly gripped your ass, signaling for you to jump to his lap, which you did. your legs immediately wrapping around jaehyun's waist, with his hand still squeezing your ass. he pressed your body against the wall, rutting his hips against your clothed core, his mouth still fast and almost aggressive against yours.

you couldn’t keep up. you could never keep up with jaehyun.

“what was it about him that you liked so much, hum?” he asked, heavy breath and ironic tone of voice, while still humping his hips against yours in quick motions, almost desperately. “did he cry? he looks like he’d cry.”

“he could cry and still be better than you,” you moaned and jaehyun laughed at how your body’s reactions to him were so opposite to what your mouth was saying. “feels like I’m fucking a corpse with you,” he let out a burst of genuine laughter at that, and you couldn’t help the affectionate smile that grew on your lips at the sound.

“that’s taking it a bit too far isn’t it, princess?” he asked, and you looked down at him.

“is it tho?” he rolled his eyes, moving one of his arms to your waist to carry you to your bedroom. he had been in your flat so many times that he knew where everything was - even his spot on your bed was already defined (he slept closer to the door).

jaehyun laid your body down under his and stopped to awe at your figure, your face all flushed, long curls perfectly laid out on your mattress. lotioned skin shining under the yellow light of your bedroom, body pliable to his touch when he moved a hand to your knees to spread your legs further. he could feel his heartbeat quicken every time he looked at you.

“you’re so annoying,” he muttered, under his breath, his hands moving to take your tight pink tank top off your body, over your head, your tits coming right into his vision. “god, can’t believe you let mark touch these,” he breathed out, more to himself than to you, as he reached down, pressing his nose against your skin. "always smell so good, baby," he whispered when you rolled your arms around his neck. he moved down to mouth one of your tits, his tongue rolling around your hard nipple, his fingers massaging the other one.

“jaehyun,” you cried and thrust your hips up against his abdomen, as your hands ran through his back, gripping his sweatshirt, signaling him to take it off.

he pulled away from you to take it off and you almost moaned at the sight of his bare torso. he let you run your hands through his skin, your nails scraping against his nipples, to which he hissed and then surged forward to latch his lips to yours again in a messy kiss.

his kisses ran a hot wet path from your neck to the valley between your tits, across your abdomen and then reaching your tight pink pajama shorts. the cotton material was so thin and tight that he could see you weren’t wearing panties underneath it. he let out a loud moan at that, resting his forehead against your pelvis, closing his eyes in restraint trying not to rip the material off your body and fuck you senselessly. he opted to stick out his tongue and lick the whole expanse of your pussy through the pink material.

“oh god,” you gasped, your hands immediately finding purchase in his hair. “d-don’t stop,” you cried as jaehyun messily licked against your already-soaked shorts.

it didn’t take him long to grow tired of the last piece of clothing in your body and get rid of it, throwing it somewhere in your room. he leaned back, to appreciate the sight of your body, completely naked, laid out, and waiting for his touch. you were glowing. “so perfect,” he whispered, and you almost came at that. you extended your leg to his hip, trying to pull him closer again. and jaehyun got back to his previous position with his head between your legs, pressing a quick kiss to your exposed clit, making you breathily curse out his name.

as soon as jaehyun's tongue made contact with your pussy your legs shook against his head. you let out a drawn-out moan and his hands grabbed tightly at your thighs keeping them spread open. you were reduced to a series of gasps and cries of jaehyun’s name as he hummed sounds of pleasure, and repeatedly fucked you open with his tongue, going in and out of your hole, to then run up your pussy and circle your clit in quick motions. “jae, i’m gonna c-“

“you can come, baby, come for me,” he muttered against your pussy, feeling the muscles of your pussy clenching and unclenching repeatedly, his hips already rutting against your bed in search of relief at the sight of your body withering before him. the vibrations of his voice against your pussy were enough to send you over the edge. you threw your head back, your legs shacking against jaehyun’s head, making him let out repeated whimpers. his eyebrows were furrowed in concentration as his tongue lapped at your pussy, relentlessly working against your clit. your fingers pulled at his hair, and you cried out loud moans.

if it wasn't for your feet on his shoulder pulling him away, you’re not sure he would ever have stopped the motions of his tongue against you. when he did pull away, with the bottom half of his face covered in your juices, you smiled at him, hazy with lust, and he let out an amused chuckle at your fucked out expression. “mark could never eat you out like that,” he whispered against your lips, his face hovering over yours when his hips settled between your open legs.

he reached down, aligning his tip with your pussy, and immediately thrusted forward, not giving you any time to process the high you had only came down from.

“ah- jaehyun, what the fuck,” you cursed at the sharp pain of his thick girth filling you up in the way that only jaehyun knew how to. you had never felt anyone as big as jaehyun, someone who fit inside you like jaehyun did, satisfying all your needs. "fucking asshole," you hissed.

“stop whining like a fucking bitch and take what I give you,” he groaned through his teeth. “so fucking tight baby,” he said, moving in and out of you in quick motions, causing loud desperate cries to leave your mouth. “hasn’t he been fucking you loose, hum?” he asked as his pace got exponentially faster. “you need to learn that this is my pussy, you hear me?” he growled against your ear when you turned your face away from him, eyes scrunched and furrowed eyebrows. “you’re mine, only I can touch you like this,” he continued, and you let out a loud cry of his name. “say it, say it baby,” he growled again.

"jae, slow down- oh my god-" you gasped when he decided to do the exact opposite, his thrust getting harder.

when you didn’t say what he wanted you to, his hand reached your neck, applying enough pressure on it to cut your breathing short. “fucking say it,” he said and you moaned at the feeling of his hand on your neck. he laughed when your pussy clenched harder. “you like it when i choke you? fucking slut,” he said, chocking you even harder. “my slut-“

“yours,” you screamed. “only yours jaehyun,” you cried as the tears in your eyes ran down your cheeks. he rammed your pussy as you cried, letting out loud desperate moans. he grabbed your jaw, bringing your parted lips to his in a messy kiss, his muscle immediately intruding your mouth. drool was rolling down the side of your mouth, as his tongue and yours fought for dominance.

it was a mess. everything was a mess. you. jaehyun. the sound of jaehyun’s hips slamming the back of your tights. your blanket, covered in the juices of your previous orgasm.

it was when jaehyun let out again breathy whimper against your mouth that you knew he was close. he reached down, rubbing quick harsh circles against you clit. “can i come inside?” he asked against your mouth and you nodded fervently, muttering followed please’s against his lips. “gonna fill you up baby,” he moaned. “that’s all you’re good for isn’t it? just need someone to fuck you dumb don’t you? you don’t even care who it is,” he groaned and you cried, shaking your head in denial, to which jaehyun let out a smile of victory.

“no one fucks me like you do, jaehyun,” you cried and pulled him closer to hide your face in the crook of his neck.

“my baby,” he moaned, his tone suddenly softer than ever. “not mark’s. just mine.”

and with that, you came around his dick. your legs shaking violently against his hips, you threw your head against the bed, arching your back, pulling your chest flushed against jaehyun’s. and at the feeling of your velvety walls pulsing tightly around him, jaehyun’s pace inside you became almost animalistic until white spurts of his cum were filling you up.

he fucked his cum into you until there was nothing left, making you moan in overstimulation. “jae, s’too much,” you whimpered, and he stopped his motions, collapsing on top of your body, his face buried in the crook of your neck.

you ran the tips of your fingers through his spine as he peppered gentle pecks against the skin of your neck. his dick was still inside you when he asked, with his voice still raspy. “why did you sleep with mark?”

you sighed, noting the almost unnoticeable hint of disappointment behind his words. “you were busy.”

“what?” he asked, pulling his face away from your neck to look you in the eye, his brows furrowed. he hissed at the feeling of your sticky center against his. “what do you mean?” he asked while reaching down to get off you, laying by your side and throwing one arm on top of your waist with his palm against your tummy, staring at the side of your face.

“the blonde girl,” you mumbled, mindlessly playing with his fingers resting on your tummy.

he thought back to the party, remembering the blonde girl chasing around him through the party as he searched around the house for you, just for johnny to tell him that you had gone up to mark’s room. then, he thought back to when she was grinding on him as he kissed her mouth. “oh, you saw that?”

“yeah.”

“nothing really happened. we just kissed, then i found out you were in mark’s room and just went up to sulk in my own room,” he explained and you couldn’t help the little chuckle that left your lips at that.

“ i only went to mark's room because you were grinding on someone else! also, how do you say nothing happened and then say you ‘just kissed’” you mimicked. “I literally saw her on your lap. only I get to be on your lap during parties,” you mumbled as jaehyun watched you helplessly ramble from beside.

“we never said we were exclusive, y/n,” he said and you looked to the side, raised eyebrows, and parted lips, watching a teasing smirk grow on his lips.

“I thought it was explicit,” you whispered and jaehyun bit his bottom lip, enjoying your reaction to his teasing remark. "I mean, I wasn't sleeping with anyone else- and I'm not, it was really just that one time with mark, and just because I was angry and drunk." you stopped your rambling, feeling jaehyun's eyes on you and stopped playing with his fingers, building up the courage for your next question. "are you sleeping with other people?"

“I’m not,” he whispered, sighing dreamily and pressing a kiss to your cheek.

"you're being weirdly affectionate," you said, laughing at his reaction.

"you literally asked for it. I don't want to be a corpse," he answered making you let out an amused chuckle. "about the blonde girl," he said and you looked at him, your eyes boring into his. "I'm sorry I kissed her. the truth is that the night before, johnny hadn't shut up about how I was so in love with you and you didn't feel the same," your eyes widened in shock, and jaehyun laughed. "I freaked the fuck out and decided to sleep with someone else that night. but when i was about to take her up to my room, i basically just chickened out and went looking for you. and that's when i found out you had gone up with mark."

he explained, honesty overflowing in his voice, his eyes still fixed on yours. you sighed and looked back at the ceiling of your room. “I'm sorry, princess,” he whispered and pressed a kiss to your shoulder, his hands starting to lovingly stroke the skin of your waist.

“are you in love with me?” you asked after a few minutes of silence and his hand stopped it's motions.

"I don't know," he answered. "probably."

you looked over at him. his hair was messy over his forehead, his eyes looked at you, hesitant, and with his bottom lip tucked under his teeth. you rolled around, laying on your side with your chest now pressed to his, and pulled his face closer with one hand behind his neck to gently press your lips together, your lips molding to his in a soft, slow kiss. his arms rolled around your waist as he hummed against your mouth and pulled your body on top of his.

"and what are you gonna do about that?" you asked when your lips parted.

"I don't know, I've never done this before," he whispered against your lips.

it was a known fact to you that jaehyun had never dated before. all his associations with other women were resumed to one-night-stands or one-month-long flings (and that was pushing it). so it was no shock that jaehyun really was clueless about what to do when it came to actual relationships. "you should probably take me on a proper date," you said between chuckles.

"aren't we a bit past that?" he asked, smirking. "I mean, I literally just fucked you," he laughed when you rested your forehead against his chest in faked disappointment. "will you make me the happiest man alive and go out with me?" he said when you moved to rest your chin against the center of his chest.

"oh my god, you're not proposing, jaehyun," you complained and jaehyun burst out laughing again. "try again."

"just let me take you on a date," he said, closing his eyes in annoyance, and you chuckled. "please?" he added, slowly opening his eyes to look down at you. at that, you reached up to press repeated pecks against his lips, unable to control the affection you felt towards the boy. it was endearing how clueless he was.

"how 'bout breakfast tomorrow?" you whispered against his lips and he nodded. "no fucking until then. we can't rush things," you warned and jaehyun laughed loudly, surprised you would even propose that knowing you two had had sex countless times before.

also, he was sleeping over. "you can't be serious," he deadpanned.

"I am! there are rules when it comes to dating, jaehyun!"

jaehyun ended up fucking you twice in the shower and, once again, in bed, before you went to sleep. in the morning, while you were getting ready to go out for breakfast, he fucked you against the wall of your bedroom and then again, with you bent over the bathroom counter. after that, as he was driving you two to the brunch place he had chosen, you argued about how he couldn't keep it in his pants. you argued, really, because he spent the whole ride mocking you. then, he fingered you under the table during brunch and had the guts to blame you for wearing a skirt.

nothing with jaehyun was according to the norm. he didn't believe in rules and he wouldn't ever do anything the way he was told to. you weren't ever sure of anything when it came to jaehyun and it infuriated you, but later that night, about 12 hours after your first date, jaehyun asked you to be his girlfriend, and you couldn't do anything except let out a burst of laughter and mutter an infatuated 'yes'.

and you couldn't be more certain of your answer.

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[yongislong]

tiktok prank 2 + 127.

genre: nonidol!127 reacting to you not saying i love you back hehe, fluff, angst maybe? domestic, established relationships. nonidol!127

note: hiii tysm for requesting anon! i hope this lives up to your expectations haha, i had a hard time writing this and tbh im not really happy with it :(, lmk what you all think though! reqs are open! not proofread haha

taeil... says it before he leaves for his night shift. you just reply with a simple "okay darling, be safe!" and he freezes. not down For The Games. stomps back to you crossing his arms, tapping his foot, while unknowingly pouting. you play with him even more by asking him if he forgot anything. he loses it. he catches on that you're messing with him as you try to bite your cheeks to hold in your smile but still plays along bc he thinks this prank is lame regardless!! "YA! I COULD ASK YOU THE SAME QUESTION!"

johnny... makes his signature confused face after you hang up the phone with a simple "bye babe!" ponders. is sitting in bed replaying every single sentence he contributed during that conversation lol. takes it upon himself to face time you and ask you if maybe, possibly, by chance... you are mad about something. you can't help but laugh and he hangs up. you send him a tiktok of someone doing the same thing and he sends you back a screenshot with your contact name being changed to "pathological liar" with a picture of the joker... thinks its peak comedy

taeyong... pouts. if you don't say you love him back as soon as he pats your head to grab something from the vending machine next to the library, he's so lost. im sorry he's so babygirl i feel like he would actually get so confused. he's the only one who has a public tiktok account and tbh, i feel like he would be addicted to it as a uni student so you really don't think it's gonna work but his overthinking lead to not being able to form valid thoughts lol. immediately sits back down and pulls your chair up to his knees and traps you until you say it back or tell him why you never said it, intense eye contact lol.

yuta... i feel like people would peg him as being annoyed or even borderline mean but i feel like he would be so worried. just expected you to say it after he shouted it before closing the front door behind him and it takes him half a second before he's back inside trying to look for you and asking you whats wrong. you feel so bad LMAO. "you know you can tell me anything right, like literally anything, and it doesn't have to be right know you know, just-!" yeah you kiss him to shut him up. you lie and pretend you didn't hear him because you cannot bare to tell him it was a prank lol :(

doyoung... IM ON MY POUTY DOIE AGENDA idc yes he's grown but i feel like he would absolutely be like "hmmhph???" whiny. "say it baaaackkkkuuhhhghh!!!" you love to mess with him though so you pretend you have no idea what he's talking about. literally shakes it out of you. like grabs your shoulders and squeezes and hugs and twists and lifts and shakes you LMAOOO. if you're both laying down he would start being so annoying and trying to push you off him. he's back to normal once you say it back. he sees the prank a week later online and he sends you the link followed by many frowny emojis

jaehyun... not playing these games fr LMAO. like i've said before i think he's more like... frat boy ish however i think he would really care about whoever he's with, so like yuta, i think he'd be more worried about why you didn't say i love you back after he did before bed, than anything else. he sits up and asks if he did something today that upset you, but you tell him it was a prank. says its an evil prank and demands you delete tiktok immediately lol. i think he would be out of touch with the internet PFT so he's more lost than annoyed or pouty yknow? doesn't get the prank PFTT he's like "that's so mean :("

jungwoo... SOO ANNOYED. 127 said he's actually really manly when he's not on camera but i feel like he'd have a soft spot for you regardless. would be sooo confused before it turns into annoyance. keeps following you around like a puppy and whenever you look at him he gives you the most sassy facial expressions ever. like full nine yards with the eye roll, scoff, crossing his arms, etc. "helloo???" won't stop following you. lives for the silent treatment tbh. it eventually gets too much when you call for toilet paper from your shared bathroom and he ignores you LMAO. says it was a stupid prank and to not do it again but he's smiling and boops your nose while he says it

mark... oh my god please. he's such a gen z, yet he's always a month behind every trend so this completely went over his head. like yuta and jae, is just wondering if he did something wrong. can't live with himself until he gets to the bottom of it. he says it to you over the phone and when you hang up after saying "me too!" he wonders why you didn't actually say i love you. needless to say he walks across campus all the way to your dorms and shows up at your door, scratching the back of his neck asking shyly why you didn't say it back. you play dumb and pretend to not know what it is lol. you admit its a prank after you see him getting flustered and stuttering PFT. you both stay up watching a ton of tiktoks of people doing the trend, he has a lot of opinions on other peoples relationships LMAOO

haechan... please don't ever try and do this to him. he's going to go to the ends of the earth to annoy you. after you don't say it, he gives you that cocky smirk and head tilt while laughing like a mobster LOL. will say it until you say it back, doesn't matter how long it takes. knows its a prank but doesn't care because, to be honest has been waiting for you to try this on him just so he has the excuse to be clingy and follow you around the apartment. and oh boy, he does not let you go until you say it back. tickles it out of you. says the only way to be able to forgive you is to watch disney's hercules together while cuddling

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[backtoyuta]

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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$EOUL CITY MENACE

"it was strange, the way a group of people who'd been so deprived of everything good in this world could love each other so unconditionally."

✩.. PAIRINGS: nct127 x female reader, possible romantic interest

✩.. GENRE: mature, college!au

✩.. WARNINGS & THEMES: smut, consumption of drugs and alcohol, mentions of abusive, self-destructive behaviour, violence, mentions mental illness, swearing, mentions of religion/religious themes... more tba in future chapters

✩.. A/N: hello to everyone that stumbles upon this fic! i am finally back and have decided to give you guys a gift in the form of this fic! it was previously titled 'menaces', but i have since decided to change the title and rewrite the teaser as a way to start off fresh. hope you guys look forward to this fic and enjoy what's to come <33

Being the only girl living in a house with nine guys was not easy. You were used to being called a 'whore', you were used to other girls labelling you as a 'pick me', and you were definitely used to guys avoiding you out of intimidation. Little did they know that those nine guys had saved your life and showered you with the love and support that no one else could give you.

Some people were lucky enough to find one soulmate throughout their life. Somehow, you were blessed with nine.

Featuring NCT127 as... the runaway son of a cult leader, the single father with a drug addiction, the survivor of kidnapping, the student in a secret engagement with his mother's best friend, the ex-convict wrongfully convicted of murder, the underground rapper conceived from a one-night stand, the narcissistic dancer, the boxer with daddy issues and the dj from chicago.

coming soon...

© LOMLWOO 2022. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

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A/N: my first series, please bear with me, loves 💕 ALSO, if you wanna be added to my taglist, please comment here or send me an ask (anon or not) :) ✨️ @sungbeam thank you a LOT for helping me find some better words for the synopsis, i appreciate you a lot :3

His same, old, safe bet

Jeong Jaehyun, rejected? That was such a sight to see, honestly," his other friend, Mingyu, chortled loudly, before adding: "I bet two bucks she won't fall for you."

Irritated, Jaehyun glared at him. "Bet?"

"Bro, are you really going to make a bet for two bucks? I bet two hundred." Seokmin said, before looking at him. "Are you in?"

"Give me two weeks," he stated, and the determination could be read on his face.

"Two weeks it is." Mingyu sealed the deal, before starting to enjoy his break with his friends.

Synopsis: Jeong Jaehyun has been the college's resident heartbreaker since before girls could even remember. He didn't care about feelings—well, until he met you. Blinded by your thirst for revenge, you become determined to give him a taste of his own medicine. It's only a matter of time before Jaehyun's carefully crafted walls come crashing down... right at your feet.

Genre: college!au, kind of an enemies-to-lovers!au, angst with a happy ending, fluff

Pairing: heartthrob!Jaehyun × fem!reader (feat. Yuta × reader's bff)

Warnings: time skip, mentions of bad past relationships, mentions of heartbreak in later chapters, some curse words, Jaehyun is a bit of a douchebag, attempt of crack (in some chapters), more to be added eventually

Started: August 15 2022

Ended: tbd

✨️ Taglist: @painted-hills, @kookiedesi, @shakalakaboomboo, @bluisheye93, @daegall, @lovelyjaem, @ahtisa02, @carelessshootanonymous, @justineasian, @eneiyri, @pckeia, @shairamaexx, @vanclaudewho, @sungbeam, @chuusposts, @mkjeong, @precioussoulofmine, @sstarrysshit, @evilsailorsenshi, @angel-luv-04, @riki-is-my-bias

SERIES MASTERLIST

𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠...

Part one - State of the broken hopes

Part two - New people, same old mistakes

Part three - What do you want from me?

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HEARTS [chapter two]

CHAPTER TWO: GO WITH THE FLOW

Pairing: Jeno x Reader [ ft. Jaemin, Haechan, Jaehyun, Mark, Chenle, Jisung ]

Prologue: As the sun rises after a steamy night, Jeno decides to ignore you. This could be a great opportunity to rely on people you love, even in the middle of family drama, nostalgia reignites.

Genre: Angst + Fluff 

Wordcount: 3,237

Warnings: Language

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The feeling of waking up in a frigid bed, the same bed that had been smouldering with sultry sensations the night before drenches you from the inside, as if hollow. 

You woke up feeling the same way; the covers were chilly and empty. This atmosphere was in stark contrast to the intense night with Jeno. He sure was mad enough to be behaving like this. This was the first time he left you alone in the morning. In less than ten hours had already shown you a side of him that you had never expected to see but looking at it from the other side, he wasn't the one entirely at fault, you thought to yourself. Had you been in his shoes, you would've reacted worse. 

You thought about how you would face Jeno again, would he even talk to you ever again? Maybe there was some way or the other that you could make him understand. Was this why everyone called you out for taking advantage of him? Why would you let him into your heart if one day he ultimately had to leave? Jeno was indeed jealous, but friends don't get envious of another person and then fuck the hell out of them, friends don't cry over this.

Again, that's complicated.

You managed to get yourself out of the cold bed, turning on the music, it was the only way you could allow yourself to forget the blunder you had gotten yourself into.

Nevertheless, you continued to check your phone, hoping to receive a missed call from Jeno or at the very least a text from him.

On the other hand, you paid heed to the texts you received from your mother, Haechan, and even Chenle, whose party you skipped. You felt bad for your friend, he had been preparing for it for months only for both you and Jeno to not show up.

You stepped under the hot shower, allowing every single drop of water to slip down as though it would rinse off all your troubles, taking you away to some utopian world. 

-

Walking to the class felt empty without Jeno, there was no hand to hold, no daily morning glares. Only the crisp fallen leaves on the concrete pavement greeted you. 

Your eyes recognised Chenle, he had been walking ahead of you all of the time but your useless thinking offered you no time to take your surroundings into mind.

You gave him a shoulder tap. "Chenle!" You yelled. 

"Don't talk to me. Where were you last night?" He was complaining.

"I just- you know" You failed to give him an exact answer, trying to respond vaguely. 

"And even Jeno. Y/N please don't tell me you two ditched me last night just so that you could fuck." He said.

"Why would I do that? Chenle, I'm sorry." You continued. "I'll let you know soon enough."

"Yeah?" Sarcasm was voiced out of his words.

"Okay stop now, you little sulky being." You teased him and he stuck his tongue out. Just like that, he lifted up your spirits, even if it was for a minute or less.

"Isn't Jeno coming with you today?" He asked.

"Oh. Well, I think that he must be skipping the class, maybe he's at the football ground." You justified.

"Are you sure everything is okay?" He questioned, again.

"Of course!" You put a smile on his face, gesturing with your arm as you reached the lecture hall. 

-

Jeno was still nowhere to be seen in the scenario. He appeared to be genuinely intent on ignoring it. You couldn't stop wondering how Jeno cracked the code. Who could have told him? And why would they have done it to you?

You glanced ahead, the fluffy-haired boy in front of you kept giving you the look time and again. You suddenly experienced profound enlightenment, and it was him. Of course, it was him.

"Haechan!" With your foot, you prodded his chair's back.

"Not in the middle of a damn lecture." He reverted, shutting you up.

-

"Why would you do this, you filthy piece of crap?!" You were essentially shouting at Haechan in a certain cafeteria section.

"You could've picked up your phone when I called you." He rolled his eyes and made an effort to defend himself.

"As if that would change fuck!" You spat out these words harshly in his face.

"I'm so sick of being your guys' mutual friend." He was being too much.

"Y/N are- are you crying?" Haechan softened his gaze. He looked at your face more closely, lifting it up with his chin.

"You are not!" He cried.

"Real bitches don't cry!" You pretended to flip your hair, making the two of you laugh.

"I really did not mean to tell him, he just overheard when I was talking to your mom." He continued. "And then I had no time to explain, he just ran straight to you."

"Hmmmm." You nodded back, processing every bit of information he was providing you with.

Lee Haechan.  Your best friend since you were born. It was like this friendship was passed onto you two by your mothers, they had been best friends since their younger days, and it was more than just a coincidence that you and Haechan were brought into this world almost at the same time. Growing up was a shared experience; you had always been together from kindergarten to university. 

"When we grow old, we should build a cottage in the woods, far away from the city." Little Haechan of seven suggested.

"But we won't get any TV there." You reasoned, disapproving of your friend's suggestion.

"Old people don't watch that stuff. Look at Granny." He pointed out.

"Maybe we can, but you are annoying."

"Then give me my candy back, you little pony!"

He knew your deepest secrets, even though there was a non-stop contest of bickering, teasing and earning out the filthiest words of curses from one another, friendships like these were hard to come by. He was all you could need, a friend, a nemesis, a free dating advisor, a personal frustration dustbin, well, what not?

"Maybe I should go and see him at the field." You thought of earning a nod of approval from Haechan.

"I would say NO if it was some other chap but then you both are in love so my opinion would differ." Haechan stated.

"That's YES in simpler words." You crossed your arms, shaking your head. "Lee Haechan. Such a pain in the ass." 

-

The field's green grass was being blocked from wilting freely, and the raucous movements of spiked shoes were making it worse. The sun shone brightly above, but it wasn't as gentle as the winter sun or too scorching to make you sweat.

He was positioned in the middle, drenched in sweat with his thighs exposed. On his pale forehead, his untamed black hair was haphazardly scattered.

"Pass!" He yelled in the middle of the match.

"Jeno did it!" A wave of cheer rose like an ocean, everybody rejoiced as their star player secured another goal for their team, winning the game.

You thought your wait ended with the game too.

"Jeno?" He turned to face you when you waved your hand at him, and you held his gaze for a considerable amount of time.

And then he looked away. Ignoring you.

This was enough, even when you were ready to make amends, get him seated and tell him everything, he decided to ignore it and this made you furious. Picking up your bag, you walked out of the field.

-

Saturday's rising sun marked the inception of the college break. Everyone had their bags packed, moving out of their dorms, filled with enthusiasm and joy, getting to meet their families again, unlike you. It was not like you did not want to see them, but knowing beforehand what would be the scene created once you reached home blew away the joyful flame.

-

On reaching home you were greeted by the grey and white concrete walls that had been adorned with all and every kind of antiques that could have been obtained. The golden lighting and wooden interior blended well with the minimal colour scheme.

The hallway displayed statues of men and women, that must have taken years to be sculpted, named in a language you could not even comprehend. They claimed that each held a deeper significant meaning behind them. Lies. They were only for the pomp and show.

The garden had already begun to bloom with the season's flower, as if nature had embraced it, not far from where a dozen cars were lined up in a perfect colour gradient, as if they would serve a purpose greater than mere transportation. 

This was home. However, a house without any emotional ties was merely a fortified building. Your parents provided you with everything you would have ever needed within the premise of this mansion that they had built, but only if they cared about more than just the money.

-

"You changed these?" You said, running your hand up and down the fabric of the couch, which seemed novel to you.

"I had to, and for once, would you not stop concentrating on the unimportant things?" Your mother reprimanded you while averting her gaze from the other women. They displayed clothing, decor, and jewellery catalogues while wearing all-formal attire. Getting rejected nine out of ten times by your mother. 

"It's serious! When it comes to the wedding of my sole daughter, I cannot compromise at this level!" She gave a firm reply. She had a look of exasperation on her face, but she never screamed since that was not proper behaviour in a sophisticated household.

Envy, hate, and despair, all disgusting feelings, would always be communicated with the classiest of words and a curve of the lips.

"We are not getting married!" You objected.

"You'll do. Very quickly" She returned the smile.

"This is pointless." While maintaining a fixed look on the ground, you muttered.

"Do you mind if we take a moment's break?" Your mother requested the ladies' leave.

"If you're here you would want to go and get the fitting of your dresses before it's too late." She asserted. 

"What? What kind of dresses?" You questioned. 

She sighed, resting her face on the back of her hands. "Clothes. This can't be something you wear all the time." She looked at you and commented on your attire. The loose-fitting jeans.

You pouted, rolled your eyes, and made the decision to leave the room.

"Your brother would be there to greet you." She spoke from behind, knowing that if that were the case, you would never decline.

"Bye!" You yelled.

-

"Baby!" A man in his late twenties, dressed in black trousers and a half-sleeved silk shirt beamed at the sight of you. He spread his arms out, his fingers gripping the car keys. 

"I'm not a baby!" As you hugged him, you cried back.

"Fancy jeans." He complimented. 

"Say that in front of mom." You made a joke, and he laughed.

"Hop in." He motioned towards his gleaming carmine Rolls Royce

Jaehyun was the best brother anyone could ask for. Given the five-year age gap between you two, it was very natural for him to be overly protective of you. Then, whether it was the toddlers who wouldn't play with you or giddy crushes from high school, he got them all covered. It was like a tradition for siblings to attend the same school and his reputation and achievements never allowed you to cause any trouble and have the fun of your life. Thank heavens!, Jaehyun never went to the same college as you.

"I saw our childhood pictures in the living room, the ones hung on the photo wall." You rejoiced.

"Oh, the one in which I'm holding you in my arms is my favourite. You used to be so tiny." He was smiling throughout. 

All of these memories were still present before your eyes, still vivid.

You still remember Jisung, your first crush in middle school.

"Y/N I like you a lot." With white flowers in his hands that he had personally selected from the school lawn and a tone of pink decorating his cheeks, he admitted.

You returned his smile while considering his colour scheme. The roses didn't spread very far.

"Jisung I`"

"I don't want you to respond with anything. I don't believe I'll be able to manage it." He spoke.

"Huh?" You were perplexed.

"Actually, I'm terrified of your brother. He is frightful, as are his buddies." Jisung spoke hastily. "He has already warned me twice."

"He won't harm you or any-"

"Please accept these; I like you a lot. Bye." He hurriedly said goodbye before departing. 

This had been your very first romantic experience. 

Back in the present, you were enjoying hearty talks with your brother who was in the driving seat. The last me you came back home, he had been handling business overseas so it had been quite some time since you last saw him.

"Remember Jisung?" You questioned.

"Yes, of course." He chuckled. "I recall Sungchan as well." He spoke.

"He was, without a doubt, the boldest. I have no idea how we maintained our relationship for five weeks." Your hands were covering your face.

"It's love, dumb." As he spoke, he suddenly became more serious. In a split second, the smile vanished from his face.

"Right." While your thoughts were still focused on Jeno, you hummed in agreement with what he stated.

"What about Jaemin all of a sudden?" You inquired. The past two had been a whirlwind, all thanks to him.

"Did mom not tell you?" Jaehyun answered back with a question.

"Mom told everyone but me." You turned your face away, gazing out of the window.

"Aww don't be pouty." Jaehyun pacified you by pinching your cheek with his free hand.

"Why am I being asked to marry a person I don't even know?!" You yanked his hand away in fury. "I am twenty-three! I know how to make decisions on my own?!" 

It seemed like one was being imprisoned in a gilded cage to be attached to someone like this. The ties of marriage would take away all of your independence, goals, and feelings, and they would do the same for your eventual spouse. Of course, everyone in the family would claim that it was done for the sake of tradition, but everyone understood that it was really just a way for the business to increase profits, and perhaps the kids were simply there to help with capital expansion. Life couldn't always be seen through rose-tinted glasses, where marriages would be fixed when they were only crawling babies and stayed in love for the rest of their lives. When your cousins and the rest of your family had to go through this, it looked so simple, but when it came to you, it seemed as if your heart had fallen into the abyss. There was no longer a choice to delay. You were a bird in a cage.

"If it were all up to me I'd never make you go through this." Jaehyun calmed you down with a visible tone of pain in his voice.

The car stopped and you got out of it. A ride that started with reminiscing about the happy days ended on a heavy note.

-

"Ms Y/N, Welcome! Your mother already visited last week and selected these for you." A man dressed in a suit gestured towards a silver clothes rail. 

"This would fit your body type just well." Another lady who had been helping you all along complimented you, and you grinned unenthusiastically in response. You were in some ways your mother's daughter. It was challenging to let go of the characteristics that were ingrained in you when you were a baby. Okay, so perhaps they vanished while you were with Haechan.

The colours, the shapes, everything about the clothes your mother picked out for you didn't go well with your sense of style. None of the designer labels could match the appeal of personally picked clothing. Nevertheless, you thanked the group for their time and effort. All the boxes were carried behind you by two men.

"We're done." You signalled to Jaehyun, who had seated himself on a couch outside the fitting rooms.

He hummed, toying with the car keys. 

"Wait." You blurted out, moving towards one of the racks.

"Daeun would look so adorable in these!" You grinned as you held a pair of small, fluffy, cushioned shoes that could have fit in your hand.

"Aww look at them, this is the cutest thing I've seen today!" You were drooling over the shoes as you held them out to him.

"She would!" His black eyes appeared to sprout hearts, and a soft smile spread across his face, illuminating it and revealing his dimples. Jaehyun prioritised his love for his daughter above everything else despite what had transpired.

This made you look at him and rewind five years ago. He was married out of his choice to some decent girl from a house as wealthy as yours, and your family had known for generations. She embodied all that a beautiful lady could be until she decided to leave everything behind for her lover. Despite all that Jaehyun had today, there was still an empty void in his life, of love. He only loved once, never daring to open his heart to anyone else. Inside he was happy for his wife, for she could enjoy the privilege of love, if not for him, his heart only belonged to one person. He did not love his wife; in contrast to her, he did not flee. He had before experienced the lightning-like ache of heartbreak.

Your life had always been modelled after Jaehyun's. His life was a sort of blueprint for yours.

-

"Mark?" As soon as you entered the home, you exclaimed, giving him a bear embrace. "Many years! What are you doing?"

"Have been busy, haven't you?" Jaehyun said, excusing himself after the short meeting.

"Yo! What is happening?" When he first heard the news from your family, he was shocked.

"Oh don't ask!" You sighed dramatically. 

In the evening, you and your cousin Mark sat down at a coffee table and you poured out every single idea that had been weighing you down the previous week.

Mark did not frequently visit because his father had a successful business in Canada. He was far away, yet you always managed to remain in touch.

"Is he known to anyone in the family?" He asked in a reassuring yet serious tone.

"You are the very first. I'm not even sure whether he feels the same way about me." After exhaling, you gave your head a shake as if to dust the troubles away.

"Don't stress out too much over it; sometimes it's best to let things happen naturally and go with the flow; everything will be alright in the end. You are aware that I am always available to you." He gave comfort.

"Do you want me to cry?" You said.

"Mark, Hello!" Haechan walked into the room, it was pretty common, he was like the family's son. 

"Hey, buddy!" Mark fist-bumped him.

"I talked to him before, he said.."

"What did he say?" You queried. 

"He-he doesn't want to see you." 

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[starillusion13]

Please! Listen to me

Pairing: college student! Jaehyun x college student! Reader (mention of NCT Jaemin x reader)

Genre: Angst, Romance, fluff, slice of life, university au, non-idol au, a very emotional au (read with caution) W.C : 3.5k

Warnings: Isolation, depression, past traumas, death of loved ones(major character which will really make you sad and am sorry) and Jaehyun’s dimples with his cutest smile(major warning)

Summary: “Will you listen to me?”, looking upward with a soft look on the face , eyes searching for the answers deep inside the opposite brown orbs which are staring directly to her. “You really thought I was joking back then? I meant every words honestly and trust me, you are the MOON amid my ocean of star”, confessing the heart out with a adorable smile revealing tiny dimples which causing the eyes to twitch tightly.

I recommend you to listen to ( That's okay by D.O.)

Taglist: @mymoodwriting @justhere4kpop @vvshere

Well this story was supposed to be something else but now it ended up a bit different from the original plot because I didn't feel okay with writing that plot.

I hope you kindly show some love with reblogs and likes and feedbacks are always appreciated.

*under the cut*

The streets are lonely just like the heart of yours. The street lights are not illuminating the place much as needed similarly just the way you always put up a smile on your face which is not enough to decrease the ache in your heart. ‘The people around me are so happy even if they had a rough day at least they could go back home in a relief to get back to someone’s warmth.’ They enjoy the warmth and can rely on it to ease themselves. Well unlike you who has to face a cold world when you return back to your place after a long day which you can’t even call it a ‘home’ anymore. The place which once seems a warm paradise to you is now like a cold abandoned Hell.

No one is going to listen to you anymore.

Once for you coming back home was the best thing ever you desired. Coming back to see the smile which erase your every tiredness from your body. The warm hug which made your home a paradise and then “How was your day my love?”. This was enough for you to calm down from a stressful day and forgetting all the problems in your life and just focusing on HIM.

Today is different from those days. It’s now similar to the days you are spending for last 6 months. LAST 6 MONTHS AFTER HE LEFT YOU. Now you longer want to go back home early. No longer the surroundings feel fresh and enchanting to you which once you both cherish a lot. The surroundings are to your likings full of flowering plants and open fields with some old trees which give a place a soothing and calmness. But now you feel suffocated passing through it because its no longer the same to you without him by your side. The park came into the view and a sad smile appeared on your lips oblivious to your sense. “I MISS YOU” this park is the place where you both first met and shared so many memories which you didn’t thought back then to be the sad ones later. Tears welled up in eyes but you didn’t bother to wipe them away. At least the tears were warm unlike other feelings in your life.

Standing in front of the apartment still you don’t feel like to enter into. ‘If I go back today, Will he be waiting there for me just like those days?’ But deep down you know no matter how long you wait, he wont ever come back to even if he wants to.

Unlocking the door, you are welcomed by the cold darkness of the living room. You didn’t even bother to switch on the light rather turned towards your right and entered the bedroom and switched on the bed light. You placed your bag on the study table and chose to fresh yourself to brush off your mind. It took almost 20 minutes to complete yourself drying off after the shower and plopped on the bed. You don’t know why suddenly all your past thoughts are flooding your mind today.

It was supposed to be a usual day like other but the batchmates ruined your day by telling

“You, ugly bitch is not the one to be loved you know.”

‘Yes, I know and that’s why parents left me when I was too young as well as he.’

This is the reason you felt so low with your emotions. Six months back when you finally realized that he won’t be back in your life ever, you never felt the warmth in yourself. You tried to move on, to forget about your past life but somehow you still miss him.

‘Wish you could have died in that accident too with him.’

People around made you such an emotional mess with their consolations which sometimes seemed fake to you. You tried to move to a different place and to start a life from a fresh beginning but his smile reminds you that this apartment is the only last place you can feel him. You isolated yourself from the outside world even skipped meals but you know all these could never give you anything else other depression. So without getting involve in any conversations you put up a smile every time you went out and try to keep yourself busy in your part time jobs so that you have to come back home late and keep your mind off of HIM.

Unfortunately for you, his brother JUNG JAEHYUN is in same university and some of the classes with you in your university and that’s why classmates pick on you even more.

“You, bitch look at him. How you have killed his brother and left him all alone.”

‘Really, I guess I should have died in his place at least he would not have to lose his brother.’

JUNG JAEHYUN and NA JAEMIN, they are not brothers by blood but step-brothers. They are of three years apart in age but the bonding between the brothers were beyond anyone can imagine. No one can even have a doubt that they are not real brothers. Jaehyun’s parents adopted Jaemin when the younger one’s only parent, his mom died due to a chronic illness. Since, then they are brothers and were being called JAE BROTHERS.

Starting of the university, you fell in love with Jaehyun because of his heart laugh and dimple smile with a kind gentleman personality. You didn’t tell him about your feelings scared to get rejected and then bullied by those mean classmates. You and Jaemin were in the same year and were best friends. He had a sneaky personality but a gentle one like his elder brother. Jaehyun was one year senior than you both and you all often meet in the cafeteria or in the common classes. One day Jaemin asked you about your feelings for his brother.

“Y/N, tell me honestly.”

“What?”

“Do you like Jaehyun?”

You didn’t know what to reply like if it is right to say that to him. What will happen if he tells this to his brother and then the next everybody in the college will somehow know about it.

“I don’t know….”

“Look don’t try to hide it from me at least when we are like…..best friends.”

“See I don’t-”

“You are afraid to get rejected and then bullied because of the rumours that will be spread.Right?”

“Hmm…” You no longer denied your true self in front of him when he knows you more than yourself.

“I knew it!!!” He smiled at you and added “Well I have a silly idea that we can work out and please don’t deny because to know your feelings for him, you have to do this. I know my brother very well and how much he likes you so its better I try this plan to better solve the problem between you two.”

It was a shocking news to know from him how his brother loved you every moment you three met at your usual spots but neither of you ever let the other to know about your feelings.

“I don’t trust your ideas but I give it a chance. So what’s the idea?”

Jaemin again gave you his heart smile and in return you smiled at him.

“Jaemin please come back……I can’t handle this without you….Please…..I am lost…..I don’t know what to do anymore….Should I give up?...” You glanced to the bed side table and took the phot frame in your hands and the tears rolled down your eyes. You sat up and looked at the picture. The two brothers enjoying their day for their weekends. It was the last picture he had clicked before that day. Jaehyun clicked him that picture so that he could send you.

Who thought it would be the last time. The last time to be the part of the game you both started to make Jaehyun realise his feelings which you both didn’t realise to have turned into a reality. Yes, starting the game, you both were enjoying it as best friends but eventually you both started dating officially when one day you both get to know that Jaehyun has to take over the business so parents won’t allow him to date now so that he won’t get distracted. You were heartbroken on hearing that but Jaemin was there for you.

He was always there for you. He is still there for you but just you can’t see him, touch him, feel him and say your every problem to him. There is now no one to listen to you.

The daylight is so strong for your view that you have to twitch your eyes often. You have noon classes today and you are making your way towards the building. ‘My day is no longer special without you.’ Last night you cried a lot and you don’t remember when you fell asleep but found the frame you were still holding in your grasp when you woke up. ‘I will try to be happy for you, you always wanted the best for me. And I will prove you that how a strong girl you have made me.’ Crying the whole night you realize its better to keep his soul and pay off his hard works he did for you back then. You smiled today, a genuine smile.

“Y/n?” you were lost in your thoughts and didn’t realise that someone has approached you and calling you. But the second call broke your thought.

“Jae…Jaehyun? Oh hello…I will be going to my class…Bye” you avoided his eyes and turned on your heels when he suddenly grab your upper arm and faced you towards him.

“Why?” this is the first time you both are having a conversation in six months after the incident. You ignored his gaze as much as you could because without Jaemin you didn’t have the confidence to face him and after his death, you think he will blame you for all the cause. Somehow you have felt his longing gaze always following you in class and he was upset whenever the classmates bullied you. Whenever he tried to speak, you thought he will cause more scene so you ran away.

“Why what? Leave my hand Jaehyun. I am not in a mood today to be bullied again. I came early so that I could sit in the front so that I don’t have to sit around those girls so please leave.”

He held you even tighter when you tried to wiggle out of his grasp.

“Why are you ignoring me?”

“I am not ignoring YOU but the scene you will create for blaming me for your brother’s death.”

“I don-”

“I know you will blame me for everything. It was really a stupid idea to start the game who knew the consequences would be like this.”

“Why will I blame you?”

“Because like everyone else you also think, I am not a person to be loved and I should have died that day instead of him.” You are crying mess now because standing in front of your first crush and speaking about a cursed day…..without Jaemin by your side.

“So, you really think I will blame you. Even if I should, I can’t blame you, I can’t leave you now. You are suffering like this for past six months and you think I will leave you knowing how broken you are.”

“I am okay. I know how to take care of myself…Everything is okay.”

Jaehyun tried to speak when you both heard approaching footsteps down the stairs towards the hallway so he pulled you to a nearby empty classroom which only used for some major student project works. When you both entered, he hugged you tightly seeing how badly you were crying and not even trying to control the tears.

“That’s okay. Let it out to me. Just don’t say to leave.”

“Why?” now its your time asking him the reason for being so affectionate to you because he should blame you for his death as if you both didn’t went to have the date then everything could have been fine.

“Please Y/n let me...let me hold you…I- I don’t want to lose you again…please” he is still hugging you and could feel him snuggling in the crook of your neck. You slowly picked up your right hand and patted on his back while the other hand was still crumbled on his shirt. You have stopped crying now and waiting for him to explain what does he meant now by not losing you again.

This is the first you and jaehyun are so close with each other and you could feel the heat his body was radiating.

“Jae, what do you mean? Why are you suddenly like this? I-” You broke the hug and went to nearby bench to sit on it. Shaking your head you spoke again,

 “I don’t understand why are you suddenly listening to me? Why are you even speaking to me? Are you feeling pity for me? Please let me remind you I don’t need any of this. We should go in our separate path.”

“I should have listened to you before Y/n… I should have listened to him before.”

“Jae….”

“Hmm… I think I am the real stupid one here. I didn’t understand what was he trying to say to me and what was he trying to do but still chose to believe my other self that I should become an intruder in his happiness.”

Jaehyun looked at you with a sad smile but now holding an eye contact with you. You never imagined to spend such a time with him all alone without him. He is really looking so down and broken unlike the other times when you three used to meet and he would be the one to be the brightest among you three and whenever he used to laugh on his brother’s joke, your heart skips a beat. Today it’s different it’s no longer that happy meet but a sad and confused one. You thought all these months that you are the one affected by his death but what about Jaehyun. He lost the most precious part of his life, they both were not close enough with their parents and usually always stick by each other. How is he feeling all these months? How is he keeping him off of this empty space in his heart?

“That day…That day when you both returned from the club and I called Jaemin for an important purpose. I got to know about the truth between you both. Jaemin was too drunk to listen about the business stuff and suddenly he rambled on the things between you both.”

Now your full attention is on the boy standing in front of you. You never knew all these months that Jaehyun knew about your feelings for him but he knew, he knew but still he kept it hidden but why.

“ He told each and everything since the first day you both started the game and how he tried to make me jealous. But the last thing he told me really was not expected.”

“What did he say?” You are hoping to hear how he had begged his brother to understand him with false accusation or made another horrible plan one with his brother.

 “He loved you but you still love me. It really used to hurt him to see the one he loves to always have feelings for someone else. He didn’t realise when playing the game when he got attracted to you. That’s why I fake a problem of my parents and business deal. I wanted him to get the happiness he deserves.”

“Why did you joke about protecting me every time I will be in need. You will never let my world to be shattered in pieces like this. You were drunk that day. It was another reason I was ignoring you all these months you know.” Tears again rolled down your eyes but now you didn’t make any sound.

“I want to listen to you Y/n. The same way Jaemin used to listen to you. I have already so many regrets within me and now losing you will add up to it” he took your hands in his and make you stand up. He gave a gentle squeeze and said “Please, Listen to me and trust me I craved to listen to your voice and you to share your problems so that you don’t have to face this harsh reality all alone.”

“Will you listen to me?”, looking upward with a soft look on the face, eyes searching for the answers deep inside the opposite brown orbs which are staring directly to her. “You really thought I was joking back then? I meant every word honestly and trust me, you are the MOON amid my ocean of stars”, confessing the heart out with an adorable smile revealing tiny dimples which causing the eyes to twitch tightly.

This smile gave you the warmth you were missing all these days, all these months. All these years you thought Jaehyun to ignore you only for his brother’s happiness. Jaehyun’s eyes are shining the same way you saw stars in Jaemin’s eyes. No matter how much Jaehyun loves you but his every move is reminding you of Jaemin. You can see yourself the brightest star in their life.

‘You were Jaemin’s sunlight who left you in the dark and now you are Jaehyun’s moonlight who will show you the light to your life again.’

“Please let me continue your life where he left it. I don’t want you to start from the beginning but to hold onto the string where he left. He was a wonderful chapter of yours and I don’t want you to forget about it. The rest will be you and mine’s chapter. Please let me hold your hand forever.”

“I don’t know Jae. I don’t know what to do anymore. What to feel anymore. Everything is shattered within me. I am barely holding within myself.”

“That’s why I want to be the support. I want to be the one you can trust upon and I want to listen to you just like the way he did. I want to be the warm place in your life. The warmth you lost the day he left us.”

“Jae……I trust you…” Just this is the only thing he wanted to listen from you. He suddenly crashed his lips on you. Your hands were in his one hand and the other one holding your neck gently. Your free fingers take hold of his shirt and squeezed it. The kiss was sudden but not rough, it was gentle and passionate and for a second you thought about kissing jaemin when he suddenly broke the kiss.

“I’m sorry….I’m really sorry…” he closed his eyes but you both were still in the same position. His forehead was resting on yours.

“That’s okay Jae. Let’s give it a chance. He did so much for us at least we could be together.  All these years of my university were special because of him. He is a precise and wonderful piece of my life. But Jae, you can be the one whom I can share my memories with him. He would be happy to know that his plan worked.”

Jae hugged you again, “I’m really happy that my brother got someone like you. He deserved to be loved by someone like you. I hope you both get each other forever in your next life.”

“Let’s first continue this book. You have started my book, he had made me realize the things and to feel them in a different way and then he left. Suddenly you came into it again and promised to continue till the end.”

Both of your classes are long forgotten. You can catch up with your topics some other time but you can’t give another chance to reduce the weight of your heart like this like here and with him.

“No. He has never left us, he is always with us that’s why we are here together standing like this. We were always three and will be three until the end. His smile and his soul is always between us keeping us warm.”

“Thank You Jae.”

“I love you Y/n. I know you can’t forget him but at least we can take small steps.”

You hugged him tight and loose a bit to look into his eyes. He smiled at you and gave you a peck on lips.

“I love you.”

‘I’m sorry Jaemin but I want to continue rest of the book but remember you are still a part of it.’

You and Jaehyun finally smiled a genuine smile today in all these months. Maybe somewhere Jaemin is also smiling for you two are together now.

Your world is again warm and also you three are together.

#nct au #nct jaehyun #nct jaemin #nct fluff #jung jaehyun x reader #jaemin x reader #nct imagines #college au #fluff #angst #nct angst #a star 🌟 #nct x reader #nct scenarios

[mxrkies]

Hidden Feelings

Synopsis of the story: Donghyuck and mark are each other's bestest of friends and nothing can really break the friendship.

I mean, give them a benefit of a doubt. A school writer and a basketball player being friends is ultimately weird but the chemistry is too strong to be friends (well, for donghyuck)

Unfortunately, mark likes Kim chaewon, the most popular sweet cheerleader a person could ever meet but will donghyuck keep writing their story?

Chapter One: A text message can change everything

Warnings: none actually

Word count: idk

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You guys are childhood friends since middle school, knowing every single thing about each other. You guys are basically siblings from two different mothers and fathers

Donghyuck thoughts are interrupted when mark barges in his room, "There's something called knocking on the door, sir." Donghyuck doesn't even look at him but his gaze is just on his phone

"Do I care?" Mark rolls his eyes and jumps on donghyucks bed and his phone falls out of donghyucks hands and mark catches it, "This should make you give me a little attention."

"What is it, mork?" The tanned male asked, arms crossed across your chest

"Justin Bieber just released a new song!" Marks smile was something the younger one never seen before

"All that ruckus you caused just to tell me that he released a new song?" Donghyuck asks, rolling his eyes

"There's more to it. Jaehyun is holding a party and he's playing that song at his party!" Mark exclaimed

"You probably gonna go there for her, right?" The tanned male asks, knowing marks true intentions

"How did you know?" Mark asked, shocked

"I'm your best friend since childhood, I know how you do things." Donghyuck smiles

Mark liked this girl since middle school, kim chaewon. She was a dreamy girl, sweet, caring and every other thing you want in a girl

"Have you confessed yet?"

"No but I need your help to confess."

"I can try and ask her about you if you want, she's my friend" She was, a friend since high school till college

"Oh, thank you!" Mark smiled

Donghyuck smiled back. His heart ached to the brim, he doesn't know the tanned male truly feels about him but he tries to brush it off

After that, donghyuck went up to chaewon and asked "Hey, wanna tour the basketball court?"

"Uh, I mean.....sure. Seems fun!" Chaewon willingly volunteered

He leads her to the basketball field and introduces her to the players of marks team. "I think I already know them." Chaewon giggled, he saw how mark was looking at her

"And this is mark lee, my friend. He will introduce you around to the things" Donghyuck pats marks shoulder and leaves

He goes back to his room and just watches them from his window when he heard a voice, "Going through it, huh?"

"Yeah, am I creepy?" Donghyuck asks

"From his perspective, yes you are." Joy giggled

"I mean, he likes chaewon and I like him. How would I tell him if he likes someone else?" Donghyuck hides his face in his hands

"I don't know but the time will come." Joy sat next to him

"He's whipped for her, a simp." Donghyuck laughed a little

"For you."

"No, for chaewon."

"Just let your mind rest and go to the party and meet some people." A voice spoke

"It's not as easy as you think it is, chenle." Donghyuck looked at him

"Just try. Get your mind off of it." Chenle sat on the floor in front of him. "I got a little surprise for you."

-

Donghyuck ended up going to the party that night. He was going to find mark when his arm got tugged, he turns and see the one he's been looking for

Mark freaking lee

"She approached you yet?" The tanned male asks, curious

"Not every conversation that we have must be about her, donghyuck" Mark spoke

Donghyuck realizes that he shouldn't have brought that topic up. "I asked if she's single and she's not. She's dating this apparently cute guy named jisung" Mark licks his lips

"I hope he's nice to her." Donghyuck rubs his arm

Marks eyes drifted off donghyuck, he wonders what he's looking at when someone bumped into donghyuck. "Oh, I'm so sorry-- donghyuck?" A voice that he immediately know spoke

He turns around and sees his best friend since pre-school, sunwoo. Donghyuck throws himself at him, his arms draped around his neck

His hands immediately go to donghyucks waist, pulling him even closer. "Oh I missed you! How did the stay go?" Donghyuck asks, smiling

"It went amazing. I wanna take you with next time, my mom would love to see you again." Sunwoo smiled at the tanned male

A nudge from mark immediately made donghyuck pull himself off of sunwoo and bid him goodbye. "What was that about?" Mark asked, genuinely curious with a hint of jealousy

"Oh just a friend since pre-school. Sunwoo, to be exact. Please don't pull fights and start boxing him." Donghyuck stood before mark

A couch was there and donghyuck laid on his stomach, legs bent making his butt on display

Mark was humming a song only you two knew and donghyuck started shaking his butt. "Mark, look!" Once donghyuck saw that he was looking, he teasingly shook his butt

"You look like you're zoning out, my man" Donghyuck teased, mark immediately went on his phone

"It's so big that you are zoning out" Donghyuck teasingly says, wiggling his butt again

"Stop!" Mark giggled, hitting donghyucks shoulder to make himstop. "And it's not that big"

Donghyuck gasps dramatically, "So you're saying my butt is small?"

"I mean, it is--"

"How rude! Being rude is not a way to get a partner"

"Unless it's a kink--"

"Get your mind out of the gutter, you pervert!" Donghyuck smacked the back of marks head, earning a whine from him

"You started it!" Mark whined, rubbing the area where he hit him

"Hey mark, wanna play basketball?" Jaehyun asked, invading donghyucks space that he didn't really care about

"Sure." Mark nodded

"Wanna add your writer of the good headlines as well?" Jaehyun asked, smirking

"Yes!"

The matches and the wins are all to fast for donghyucks liking. Arms, fingers tired, wrist sore from all that writing. Life is hard as a school writer

Mark suddenly comes up to donghyuck, faces inches apart. He comes even closer until his face almost lands on his shoulder, grabbing something

"Just getting water." Mark drank the water like there was no tomorrow, which donghyuck found attractive

Mark winked at the tanned male before leaving to finish the game. Donghyuck sat down on the bench, thinking about what just happened

He may look like as if he doesn't care about what just happened meanwhile his heart is doing summer saults

-

Donghyuck immediately grabbed his glasses and left his apartment. Mark is probably drunk with his friends in the club

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry ma'am" Donghyuck apologized, pushing his clear glasses back up with his index finger

"It's okay. Just finish your project over here and also study for the next test" Mrs Kim was always the nicest teacher to donghyuck. His ups and downs, he shared with her

She was like a mother to him. Whenever he had a relationship crisis, he would go to her. Whenever he had struggles, he would go to her

She knew everything about donghyuck, just took a little of trust for her to know that much

When Mrs Kim finally left the class with only donghyuck inside, he heard something. "PSST!"

Donghyuck perked his head up, looking around when he saw mark. "What are you doing? I have to study and prepare my project"

"Oh, sorry" Mark came into the empty and sat next to donghyuck. Mark analyzes and just knows something is up

"Dude, are you okay?" Mark asked, trying to see donghyucks face more

"Yeah, I'm okay. Just......uh, preparing for school stuff" Donghyuck tried to ignore mark

"Okay, if you say so" And with that, mark leaves

Donghyuck went to his apartment and slept. A buzz from his phone woke him up the next day

He saw it was from mark. He responded and it became into a normal short conversation

But donghyuck typed something but didnt send it but was on the verge to

....but, should he?

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Authors note: sorry if it's rushed I'm too damn excited for this story. This is the first the first chapter of the story 'Hidden Feelings'

If there are any grammatical errors, please tell me. Also, this story was originally for a mark x reader but I felt that the vibe was mostly fitting markhyuck so I changed it into them

Stay tuned for the next chapter

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Taglist: @yeppietennie (i love her, i had to add her. shes so sweet and funny 🤭🫶) @promise-you-doie (becuz they supported me with my story just a little, i had to add. pls tell me if i should remove your name here if you are a bit in comfortable (pls check out their stories as well)

#nctzen #nct #nct scenarios #haechan #nct dream #lee donghyuck #mark lee #nct haechan #lee jeno #jeong jaehyun #johnny suh #zhong chenle #joy red velvet #chaewon #red velvet #le sserafim #kim chaewon #nct mark college au #nct mark college short story #college #college au #nct chenle #nct mark short story #nct story #nakamoto yuta

[lisired]

Hi! Something I read before you The Deletion™️ made me think you were Black. Idr what it was, like if it was an ask or anything and now ofc it’s gone. Anyway the reason it popped in my head is because I read the description of WIN & slammed the brakes because it says Johnny’s my brother, which…..95% of the time if “I” am “related” to an idol is my cue to exit.

So I was just gonna go about my business & pout over it (cus I get so hype to read anything you post!) but my brain won’t shut off the confusion of that if you were like I thought before, why you do us (🫳🏾) like that? But you were always nice to people before who msg you, so i really want to ask 😕

(I sent to both your accounts bc I’m not sure which you check more and it’s eating at me, sorry if it is spammy/bothersome ☹️)

i am black yes! i don’t think much about the whole technical aspect of being related to another member in a fic because it’s fiction and it’s just for the plot. it’s not always going to make sense. but that goes for anyone who’s not asian, or even just not korean 😭 sometimes you just gotta suspend some disbelief idk. but if you don’t feel comfortable reading things like that then that’s fine! that’s your preference!

tbh ​i don’t like that this implies that i’m singling out anyone, because that’s not what happened there… anyone who is not korean would have to Suspend Disbelief.

anyways, the question itself doesn’t bother me! and idk it’ll come off that way but just so you know i’m not mad 🫶🏽

#anon #answered #asks #fanfiction itself is something that requires you to suspend disbelief tho #like why would jaehyun (famous and 27) be living in a frat house #why would johnny (30) be attending college parties #i lied johnny is 29 but still

[noonaishere]

noonaishere Masterlist!

So now that I have more than one fic on this blog, I suppose I have to make a master-masterlist, for all the masterlists I have now. For all these masterful lists.

Here are the fics:

Work of Art [Jeong Jaehyun]

By: noonaishere (main blog: symphonyofmars)

Fic type: social media au / traditional

Pairing: Jaehyun x fem!reader

Genre: slow burn, friends to lovers, college au (replacement for Dear.M? I don’t know about you but I’m still salty it was cancelled)

Warnings: allusions to emotional and financial abuse, backhanded compliments, negging, sexual assault, drinking, suicide mention

Status: completed!

SYNOPSIS:

Y/n is an art student who - through much hard work and many scholarships - has gotten accepted to the Neo Cultural Technological Institute, a foremost University in Seoul, Korea. There, she makes friends, keeps up with project deadlines, and meets one Jeong Jaehyun. She knows she’s there to work but… the dimpled dancer just might sway her heart.

[WORK OF ART MASTERLIST]

Online/Offline [Choi San]

By: noonaishere (main blog: symphonyofmars)

Fic type: social media au / traditional

Pairing: San x fem!reader

Genre: cafe setting, streamer, strangers to lovers, mutual pining, male lead secrets

Warnings: stalking, verbal abuse, online harassment, attempted kidnapping, “honey trap”

Status: Currently updating

Updates: Mondays and Tuesdays at 12pm EST

Synchronously posted with Music of the Heart

SYNOPSIS:

Y/n has been a faceless streamer since she was 17 or 18 and - even though she’s friends with an idol from a popular group - no one knows who she is. Things start to go wrong when someone posts a picture in front of her old job and she makes the move from her hometown to Seoul. What will happen when she makes a whole bunch of new friends at the nearby cafe?

Also, how does y/n’s existence connect to t/n, someone she’s never met?

[ONLINE/OFFLINE MASTERLIST]

Music of the Heart [Jeong Yunho]

By: noonaishere (main blog: symphonyofmars)

Fic type: social media au / traditional

Pairing: Yunho x fem!reader

Genre: music industry setting, musician/producer, enemies to lovers, mutual pining, running from the past

Warnings: overbearing parents, verbal abuse, sexual harassment, drinking, suicide mention

Status: Currently updating

Updates: Thursdays and Fridays at 12pm EST

Synchronously posted with Online/Offline

SYNOPSIS:

T/n has always loved music, though her experience of it wasn’t always the greatest. Forced by her parents to learn the violin - almost purely to climb the socio-economic ladder - she’s since forged her own path. She auditions at Wonderland Entertainment and becomes one of their studio musicians, but how will she deal with seeing her ex-best friend who also happens to be contracted under the company?

Also, how does t/n’s existence connect to y/n, someone she’s never met?

[MUSIC OF THE HEART MASTERLIST]

All my fics are filled with fandom in-jokes and if-you-know-you-know’s, so I hope you have fun finding all of them 😁

(also, if the tag list doesn’t work for you or something, just let me know)

#jaehyun #jeong jaehyun #nct 127 #nct smau #college au #San #Choi San #cafe au #streamer au #fake dating #ᴏɴʟɪɴᴇ/ᴏғғʟɪɴᴇ #Yunho #Jeong Yunho #enemies to lovers #childhood friends to lovers #music industry au #ᴍᴜsɪᴄ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ #Ateez #Ateez smau #reader fic #kpop fic

[fullsunsets]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: NCT (Band) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jeong Yuno | Jaehyun/Original Male Character(s) Characters: Jeong Yuno | Jaehyun, Lim Seungwon (OC), Lim Jaebeom | Jay B, Jeon Jungkook, Kim Yugyeom, BamBam Kunpimook Bhuwakul, Shin Ryujin, Mark Lee (NCT), Lee Donghyuck | Haechan, Lee Dongmin | Cha Eunwoo, Lee Felix (Stray Kids), Kim Mingyu (SEVENTEEN), Lee Seokmin | DK, Kim Yerim | Yeri Additional Tags: Loss of Parent(s), Mention of Abusive Parent(s), mention of emotional abuse, Seungwon has anxiety and adhd, Seungwon is a trans man and gender-nonconforming, Idiots in Love, Soft Jeong Yuno | Jaehyun, Fluff and Hurt/Comfort, Just a peck of angst really, Jeong Yuno | Jaehyun is Whipped, Jaebeom is an overprotective brother but gets his shit together Summary:

Seungwon never believed in love, he knew not to expect a soulmate because they were a fairytale. He knew never to expect too much, to ask too much, to want too much. Instead, he settled with just enough. Because happily ever after was just a thing in Jaebeom’s books and not based in reality. His parents were the proof.

But of course, of fucking course, someone has to come into his life and make him expect, make him ask, make him want. Im Seungwon didn’t believe in love until there was Jeong Yoonoh.

#Sol's originals #jaehyun fanfic #jaehyun fluff #jaehyun angst #college au #nct fanfic #nct fluff #nct angst

[lee-sanghyeok]

no words

#we sometimes have to question why we're letting college-aged boys on camera #anyway i love these dorks #boynextdoor #riwoo #jaehyun #video #they share one braincell

[yunogf]

LIZZZ jaehyun got a role in a mystery thriller drama !!!!! 🚨🚨🤯🤯 our prayers have been FINALLY answered

BESTIE I SAWWWWW 🤩🤩 icb we made this happen like we manifested fr 😌

#so fucking excited omg #idk how many times i said jaehyun in a thriller when &now we're seeing the when #one step closer to getting him in that psychological horror girl like i can see it fr #v sexy of him to go from a cheesy college romance drama right into a mystery thriller #hes gonna be this ominous weirdo telling ppl theyre abt to die &im gonna be like omg babe stop it 🤭😘 #replies #sophie🎀 #im so so excited sophie hes gonna be so hot xkjbxkbj