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gyeomsweetgyeom · 1 year
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[10:31 am]
Your day had been off to a rocky start. Having husband!Kun home was throwing you off your usual routine. While he was busy being the best husband ever by making you breakfast, lunch, and coffee, even having dinner ready by the time you got ready for work, you were taking your time getting ready and sleeping in.
This morning you had just been so lost in the comfort of having him home with you and relaxing that you lost track of time, rushing out the door with one shoe untied and grabbing your bag as Kun held the door open for you. He had barely kissed you goodbye as you rushed down the hall.
Now, you were seated at your desk with your eyes burning, failing to keep your yawns from escaping since you had only had half a cup of coffee before you ran out the door. There was no way you’d make yourself coffee from the break room since whoever usually made it clearly had no taste buds or liked coffee with the grounds- disgusting. 
You heard someone clear their throat behind you, probably someone further away in the office. Your eyes were still on the computer screen in front of you, clicking around and highlighting random words. God, how was your brain even still working right now?
“This is the last time I bring you your lunch if you’re just going to ignore me and pretend to work,” a familiar voice said.
You jumped, turning in your desk chair to catch sight of your husband. He stood leaning against the entryway of your cubicle, with a travel mug and your lunch bag. He caught your line of sight, “You forgot your lunch and I noticed you didn’t finish your coffee while I was washing the dishes.”
“I am so in love with you! Ugh! I love you so much!” You exclaimed grabbing the cup of coffee. It was just the way you liked it.
Kun chuckled as he sat in the extra chair next to your desk, “I can’t tell if you’re talking to me or the coffee, but I love you too.”
“Qian, do you have the reports that are due today?” One of your coworkers asked, eyes stuck on the file in her hands. 
Your eyes were wide, you had been working on the reports last night, going in and making corrections. You had even printed them out at home right before you showered, but where had you left the stack of papers? 
“It’s in the green folder in your bag, love.” Kun whispered.
You let out a relieved breath, reaching into your bag to retrieve the papers. You passed them over, slumping back into your chair after she walked away with a quiet “thanks” under her breath.
“You are the best husband ever, you saved my life just now.”
“I know, so hot pot tonight? I might have to stop by the store for some vegetables on the way home,” Kun wondered out loud.
You waltzed over to where he sat, taking a seat on his lap, “I’m so happy I married you.”
He placed a kiss on your lips, short but passionate, slightly inappropriate for the work place but quick enough that no one saw. “How about I drop you off tomorrow, so I can make sure you don’t forget anything.”
You hummed in agreement absentmindedly playing with the hair at the nape of his neck, “Can you wear the pink apron with the frills while you make dinner tonight?”
He threw his head back as he laughed, “I think that was a gag gift, my love.”
“But you just look so sexy when you wear it,” you shrugged.
When Kun had schedules, you were up earlier than you needed to be to make sure his bags were packed and had plenty of water and food for the long day that awaited him, always with a cute love note stuck to his backpack. You were always so helpful when his days had him dragging his feet, wearing a frilly, pink apron while he cooked was the least he could do. Even if it made him feel like a fool, he’d do anything for you.
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a/n: crowd chants: HOUSE HUSBAND KUN! HOUSE HUSBAND KUN! HOUSE HUSBAND KUN!
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saturnznct · 1 year
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d-6; baby’s first christmas | qkn
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➸ note; not incredibly christmassy today but since li-wei was born on christmas eve i thought she’d be perfect for baby’s first christmas!!
➸ word count; 942 words
➸ li-wei; aged 1 day
dadmas masterlist | nct masterlist
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Snow falls at great speed outside of Kun’s childhood bedroom window. It feels strange, laying in his slightly unfamiliar bed, your brand new baby girl laying on your chest, still unnamed, having only been born less than twenty-four hours ago. It’s late, nearly midnight, on Christmas Eve. You’d been staying at Kun’s family home in China for around a month now, preparing for the birth, and now that your daughter was finally here, Kun’s mother had spent the day filling you up with hot drinks and food, and plenty of rest in between.
Now, Kun is quietly darting around the room, getting himself ready for bed. 
‘Want me to put her down for you?’ He offers, holding his arms out, ready to take her from you.
‘Please,’ you murmur, the idea of sleeping suddenly very appealing.
The baby girl whimpers a little as she’s taken from you, but her cries cease as Kun rocks her gently, placing her into the bedside crib. 
Kun flicks the lamp off, climbing into bed beside you, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you into his warm embrace.
‘You cold?’ He mumbles, knowing his mother would scold him if she knew you were in any type of discomfort.
‘No. Really warm,’ you respond, already half-asleep.
‘Good. Happy Christmas Eve, darling,’ he kisses your forehead.
You don’t respond, already in dreamland.
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The baby wakes you up quite a few times during the night. Kun helps out brilliantly, bringing the baby to you to feed, singing quiet Christmas songs to her when she cries, keeping both of you warm.
It’s around five in the morning when you both come to the realisation that you’re not going back to sleep, so you bring the baby downstairs into the living room, where the gold Christmas tree lights glow softly.
‘Hot chocolate,’ Kun smiles, holding out the warm mug.
’Thank you,’ you take it with both hands, shivering at the way it spreads warmth throughout your entire body.
‘Good morning,’ his mother appears in the doorway, ‘and good morning little one!’
‘Little one is in a milk coma,’ Kun responds, showing off the baby in his arms.
‘Little one needs a name,’ you grumble, ‘didn’t expect her to come so early. Should’ve given me more time to think.’
Kun laughs at you, ‘how about that be our Christmas present to her? Give her a name before the end of the day?’
‘Good idea,’ you smile, continuing to enjoy long sips from your hot chocolate.
Kun settles on the sofa next to you, baby still in his arms, but being mindful of your still aching body.
‘Merry Christmas,’ he takes your hand with his free one, squeezing it gently.
‘Merry Christmas, Kun.’
‘Merry Christmas you two,’ Kun’s father appears in the doorway, ‘ready for presents?’
Your gift giving is a quiet, but lovely event. You’re all not overly reactive in order to keep the baby calm, thankfully she is for the most part, even in the arms of her grandmother.
’This is for you, from me,’ Kun hands you a box-shaped present, ‘I saw it and I knew you’d love it.’
‘You better not have spent too much,’ you shoot him a disapproving look.
‘You’re my wife,’ he shakes his head, ‘let me spend money on you.’
You unwrap the paper to reveal a pretty jewellery box. You lift the lid, to reveal a beautiful necklace, a rose with a stem. It looks almost like it was made of glass, unworthy of you to even wear.
‘It made me think of you. Of us, remember on our first date I bought you roses because I didn’t know what kind of flowers you liked and I thought they were the most clearly romantic option.’
‘And I reacted so well you bought them for me every week for months until you found out they weren’t actually my favourites. Of course I remember,’ your eyes gloss over at the memory. He smiles sheepishly.
‘It’s beautiful,’ you trace the shape of the flower with your thumb, ‘I love it. Thank you.’
You try to lean over for a hug, but he immediately moves to meet you.
‘I love you,’ you murmur.
‘I love you too,’ he kisses your cheek, careful to be subtle with the PDA in front of his parents. 
Dinner is of course amazing, as it is made by Kun’s mother, your own meal carefully curated to include all of the ‘warming’ foods for post-birth.
The rest of the day is very relaxed, the four of you sitting in their living room for most of the day, you periodically nursing the baby and being fed and watered by Kun’s parents. 
‘Red date tea,’ his mother hands you the hot tea cup, which you happily accept with both hands.
‘Thank you,’ you take a long sip, shivering at the way the warmth settles in your stomach.
’The necklace Kun gave you had me thinking,’ she sits down beside you just as Kun enters the room, holding your daughter in his arms.
‘What is it?’ you ask, eyes never leaving the baby. 
‘How about Li-wei? For the baby’s name?’
‘Li-wei?’ Kun questions, looking down at the baby for a moment to try and visualise calling her by that name.
‘You can write it with the characters for beautiful and rose,’ his mother explains, ‘it would be so meaningful for you both.’
You and Kun share a look, almost trying to gage the other’s approval.
‘I really like it,’ he nods, ‘she looks like a Li-wei.’
‘I love it too,’ you smile, ‘Qian Li-wei.’
‘Merry Christmas, Li-wei,’ Kun rocks her, ‘I hope you like your present.’
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smolsicheng · 1 year
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─ ੈ♡˳ [𝟐𝟑:𝟐𝟐]
Kun rests his head on your shoulder, his eyes fluttering sleepily as you turn the page of the book you're reading. His arms wrap around your own and a tired smile tugs at his lips as he turns his gaze towards your face; you had a look of concentration in your eyes and your nose scrunched every now and then in an attempt to stiffle a yawn.
"you're cute when you're half asleep" Kun would mutter just before yawning quietly, turning his head away from you slightly as he did so. You'd mumble something about the compliment to yourself, your ears turning a deepening shade of pink. Your right hand fumbles with the top corner of the page you're on while you raise your left hand to your eyes, rubbing away the feeling of sleep.
Noticing this, Kun sits up from his slump against your side, positioning himself differently and taking the book from your hand gestures for you to lean closer to him. After a second yawn, he reads the final page of the book, smoothing out the crease in the corner you had just created, his voice seeming to lull you gently into sleep.
"and how she would gather about her other little children, and make their eyes bright and eager with many a strange tale, perhaps even with the dream of Wonderland of long ago; and how she would feel with all their simple sorrows, and find a pleasure in all their simple joys, remembering her own child-life, and the happy summer days..."
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requested by anon, Kun + #9
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kobiebear · 2 years
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Kun <3
a.n.// just a little something something about Kun. the whole time i was writing this i was just thinking about him in the nct airport murder mystery and highkey drooling.... i regret nothing
also this is a little over 400 words so it's really short
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“What’s going on in that pretty head of yours?” Kun raises a hand to brush some stray hair from your face as you stop in front of him.
“I don’t want the members to hate me. I have to clean this place spotless Kun!” You exhale before going around your beautiful boyfriend to rearrange the couch pillows for the fifth time. You hear Kun laugh behind you and then feel his hands on your waist, guiding you to stand in front of him.
“Baby, you have nothing to worry about. I talk about you so much they practically know you already.”
He leans forward to press a kiss to your forehead, hands coming up to stroke your cheeks. You sigh and lean your head against his chest, wrapping your arms around his waist. “Still, I want to make a good first impression.”
Kun rests his chin on the top of your head and squeezes you close to him. “They will love you, promise.” You lean back to look up at him. The smile on his face instantly calms you.
You lean up on your toes and he bends down to meet you in a sweet kiss. You rest your arms on his broad shoulders with your hands dangling near the back of his neck. Kuns hands slide down to your hips and try to pull you even closer to him.
His tongue glides across your bottom lip and you let him in with no hesitation. You both deepen the kiss and all your stress slowly fades to the back of your mind. Kun is the first to pull away and you both try to catch your breath. He brings one hand to cradle your face and looks at you with a glint in his eyes.
“You are a beautiful soul y/n and I love you.”
The blush on your face burns as you look at your feet. “Oh stop.” You practically whisper. Kun lifts your head up. “Don’t get shy on me baby.” He quickly kisses your swollen lips before you could look away again.
A knock on the door is what breaks you away from him this time and you look at Kun with wide eyes. “They are early!” You yell out, then frantically start running around the apartment quickly double checking everything. Kun watches you with love and amusement in his eyes.
“How did I get the most perfect girl?” He asks himself then goes to let the boys inside.
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yongislong · 1 year
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tiktok prank + wayv.
genre: fluff, crack, glued jar prank on wayv
note: first wayv post!! hehe v excited tyty anon
kun... he's so strong IDC IDCC. would be the perfect boyfriend so much to the point that whenever you needed something he was so willing to help, so you asking to open a jar was nothing out of the ordinary. would take a minute but would pop it open. would slip past you with a kiss on your temple and a squeeze on your hip. once you tell him he never believes it, he's like "ur so silly babe haha love you" and you have to convince him you gorilla glued that shit shut. is so shocked
ten... listen, he has a dancer bod and is v lean but i really don't think he'd open it LMAOOO is honestly so over it. would try once and be like "idk ask johnny or sum," i feel like you'd play so many pranks on him that he would start to catch on so soon. and i ALSO feel like he's on the internet a lot so he would be on guard 24/7. gets annoying whenever you genuinely want to prank him though ugh...
winwin... the smile he shoots you when you ask him if he could open the jar slowly fades the more and more he struggles. pouts and inspects the jar with curiosity, lol. would smack it with a spoon a couple times and it'd pop open! you tell him you glued it shut to prank him and he turns into an old man, "why though? did you have fun? did i give a good reaction? we can try again if you want... i wanna see if i can open it for real..." pouty
xiaojun... yall remember that video of him "cooking"... yeah.... he's a pretty clumsy but strong guy so him opening it wouldn't be a problem. but i think he would do it on accident? like wouldn't be trying, he's just a lucky type of clumsy if that makes sense LMAO. he pops it open so easily but would probably like... drop it, or spill some in the process of popping it open PFT. that or breaks?? the lid?? without even trying??? and you're sat there all shocked while his eyes get all doey and big and sparkly. insufferable pretty boy
hendery... so many faces. struggling an insane amount. don't believe he would ever pop it open BUT if he were to, it would 1000% spill all over his face and hands. is so upset LMAOO. "wha- wh... help.... me..." jokingly claims its your fault ugh. you're far too embarrassed to tell him the jar was glued shut, he's had enough embarrassment for one night. night ends in cuddles because he feels bad he spilled your pasta sauce so... success??
yangyang... oh my god so much screaming. squealing. struggling. he has his bangs tied up in that little apple hairstyle and he looks so silly trying his hardest to open the jar. will not let it go. i feel like he would pretend to smash it on the counter as a joke while he's laughing but it slips through his fingers and shatters OOP. wayv is full of clumsy boys jeez. unpopular opinion but i think he could open it with his mind or something that mf is insane. love him. you tell him you glued the jar shut and he thinks its the funniest thing in the world. prank couple muahaha
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winwintea · 6 days
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Blame it on my Disney Wish! WayV Series
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PAIRING ▸ wayv x fem!reader 
GENRES ▸ romance, fluff, crack, angst, acquaintances to lovers, disney park au, college au
WARNINGS ▸ profanity, sexual jokes, alcohol consumption, chenle gets bullied a lot, kun also gets bullied a lot, everyone gets bullied a lot, 
SUMMARY ▸ kun takes the boys to disney world, funded by his sugar daddy chenle. however none of them were prepared for you to tag along, more or less even be affected by that cliche disney magic. but hey, maybe dreams really do come true? 
TAG LIST ▸ at the bottom (send me an ask here if you’d like to be added! + those tagged will be in the tag list of all chapters of this series!)
AUTHOR’S NOTE ▸ welcome to my first ever fic? this is a “choose your own route” kind of series, so no need to read in order! i’ll be updating one chapter at a time, finishing off all chapter 1’s before i move onto the chapter 2’s. this originally started off as a crack fic idea that turned into a romance. thank u for taking the time to indulge in my silly fic. i’m very into disney parks so this was very fun to write. PLEASE ALSO READ THE PROLOGUE BEFORE READING THE CHAPTERS!
PROLOGUE
▸CHOOSE YOUR SUITOR
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▸ QIAN KUN
01. lover’s quarrel 
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▸ TEN
01. walking is for losers
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▸ DONG SI CHENG
01. never beating the ‘fainting princess’ allegations
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▸ WONG KUN HANG
01. please stop lore dumping
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▸ XIAO DE JUN
01. 2 idiots 1 braincell
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▸ LIU YANG YANG
01. google search: wikihow to look cool in front of a girl with pictures
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saigeofspades11 · 11 months
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So I haven’t heard about anyone talking about this scene
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I don’t feel as if people are recognizing this scene very much. Though, credited, the clock mystery and its relation to Amane’s life is a big puzzle piece no one knows where to fit it with what we know so far.
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To break it apart, I adore how Hanako’s exasperated expression seeing Nene all cute makes him fall in love with her again. It's quite pure I can't help but obsess over it. Not to mention even after spinning around and falling, they don't break hand-to-hand contact for a good couple of pages. I may be over analyzing but it's a great symbolization of how closer they've come. Through trial a terror, they still stay together. (Maybe even go as far as to reference the bounded mermaid scale)
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Ahhh and I love how he squeezes her hand in affirmation. His own way assures a promise (like the famous pinky promise between them).
But anyways, back to the reason I made this post. The wince in their expression reminds me that Hanako is hiding something where he won't be able to see Nene’s play. My initial thought he could be working with Tsukasa to make a wish to ‘God’. Probably a stretch, but Hanako is known to be one shady son of bitch since he defiantly did not have a ‘come to Jesus’ and no character changes that quickly so who knows?
(edit: left this in drafts and read the chapter again my shipper brain has another opinion. My first impression of that stupid little face of his was wincing of guilt since it’s very similar to previous shady eyes of his. HOWEVER, maybe just maybe it’s a representation of another side to Hanako s feelings being in a closer relationship to Yashiro that will be elaborated later. If you read an ungodly amount of fanfiction like me, a common theme Hanako conflicts with is the guilt and self hatred he has that prevents him from pursing Yashiro. He had just recognized his feelings for Yashiro so maybe the little guy is feeling nervous, a bit bashful, if you will. The wiggly of his mouth and strokes on his cheek tell me he’s not used to this after being lonely (as pervious mention in the chapter) for 50 years. Or maybe I’m wrong and he’ll screw us over and it’s my last straw before becoming a Tsunene shipper)
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2-dsimp · 2 years
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Introducing The Informant
(Will continue to add on his profile as game updates progress!)
❓Not much is known about this individual except the fact that he is the eyes and ears of the school and what goes around in it. He goes by the alias info-kun.
❓Info-kun Is a perfectionist, manipulative, and will resort to underhanded methods to get what he wants.
❓He believes strongly in the notion of how “knowledge is power”
❓If you explore the school there’s a possibility you can find him in the computer room. During after school hours. Or hidden away somewhere away from the crowd.
❓He can assign you main missions/side missions for you to complete in exchange for his services. However he won’t tolerate nothing less but perfection in said missions completion.
❓He is a hermit and lives alone in his apartment complex, his parents are always gone and never at home. If you get in his good graces he’ll invite you over to give you helpful rewards.
❓His favorite things to eat are cherries, pocky, and sweets in general. Although he prefers to drink melon soda.
❓He hates stupid people, loud noises, social gatherings, and just people in general. However for senpai he’ll make an exception since he’s got big plans in store for you.
Info-kun quotes:
“Don’t think, don’t even try to understand. You might get lost in the madness if you do.”
“All you need to do is trust in me. And I’ll take care of the rest, do I make myself clear?”
“I can help you, but what’s in it for me?”
“It’s always a pleasure doing business with you, my precious partner”
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3raaaachachacha · 2 years
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Dejun Xiaojun / 495 words / fluff
109. “My mother adores you.”
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It was your boyfriend's birthday and you wanted it to be a special day for him since he has been super busy recently, meaning he hadn't seen you or his family in quite some time. You also wanted to have his family involved, but felt a little awkward to make contact with them since you had only met his mother a hand full of times. Regardless, this was his special day and you wanted everyone who he adored to be there for the surprise.
Thankfully, Xiaojun's mom was more than willing to have everyone over for lunch and made quick work of the list of what had to be done and who needed to buy what. Of course, you came earlier than Xiaojun to set up and help prepare since it was a secret. Xiaojun's mom invited him over for lunch, saying it was just for the two of them. So when he arrived a few hours later, he was shocked to see so many of his family and friends there, but he felt his heart swell with happiness when he saw his mom with her arms wrapped around you. A wide smile adoring both or your faces as you laughed together at his flustered expressions.
Everything went as planned. The food was perfect, everyone was mingling with each other and eating and most importantly, Xiaojun was over the moon with all the love and support. You stepped aside to clean up before Xiaojun's mom tried to take over, not wanting her to do any more than she had to. Xiaojun eyed you from the table for a few seconds, before excusing himself to find you.
"You know, my mother adores you," Xiaojun cooed as he came up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist, placing kisses to your shoulder while you were washing the dishes.
You giggled at his actions and words before drying your hands and turning and pressing a kiss to his lips, "Well, I adore her too. She's so sweet and has been so helpful today. I owe it all to her."
"She told me it was all you," He grinned, pulling you towards the balcony to get away from everyone for a few minutes, "That you were the one who called and asked if you could organize lunch here. She was ecstatic about it."
You rolled your eyes jokingly before meeting Xiaojun half way for a hug and kiss, "I really do hope you enjoyed today after a long week."
"It was just what I needed," Xiaojun mumbled against your lips, "But I do expect my dessert to be ready at home once we are done here."
A gasp left your lips when Xiaojun bit down on your lip before pulling away and smacking your ass to make his way over to his mother acting as if he didn't just tease you and leave you hanging. Thankfully for you, you already had prepared a sweet dessert for tonight.
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- Admin 🌶️
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maknaesdancersrappers · 8 months
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what if kun had woken up mc before he left for war from the prince kun au hehe
from this oneshot: As he combed your hair down with fingers, you quietly asked him, “Wake me before you leave.” He nodded before he sang you a lullaby and in a few minutes, you’re fast asleep. Instead of returning to his room, he stayed with you; watching you sleep, playing with your hair, and singing once more every time you stirred. When dawn came and your fathers had entered your room to fetch him, he—nor your father—had the heart to wake you up; not when a ghost of a smile graced your face.
"Come now, son. We have a long journey ahead." His father beckoned to him, voice soft as to not wake you up.
Kun carefully got up from your bed, pulling the sheets back up to your shoulders when it had slipped down. As he was walking to the door, he stopped and looked back at you.
Turning to the kings, he licked his lips and hesitantly said, "I promised to wake her before we set off."
Your father and his glanced at each other before your father nodded, "Make it quick, son."
They left him shortly afterwards, closing the door behind them.
Kun returned to your bed, gently patting your head. "My love." He whispered, "I must go."
You stirred, but did not wake, curling on your side towards him.
He chuckled, leaning down to kiss your forehead and moving down to your cheeks. "My love, please. I don't have long."
You pried an eye open, vision still blurry as you made sense of what was happening. You peeked up at him and smiled, face warming up at the memories of last night, but then you recalled the reason and you shot up with a gasp, clasping the sheets to your chest as you twisted your body to look out the window. The sun had just started to rise on the horizon, creating a beautiful blend of warm tones to the cool hues of the previously night sky.
Kun kissed your shoulder, "Good morning, my love."
"There's nothing good about this morning." You cried, "I dreamt you had stayed and the war never existed."
He gave you a sad smile, "That would be the dream, yes. Come here."
You shuffled into his open arms, resting your head on his chest.
"We will win the war, love. We will come home victorious." He whispered, "We will celebrate the victory with our marriage and welcome our firstborn."
His hand rubbed your belly while kissing your hair.
"Please don't worry, princess. We'll be back before you know it."
You buried your face into his neck, throwing your arms around him and letting the blanket you had held to your chest fall. "Can I really not convince you to stay?"
"I'm afraid not." He hugged you tighter, smoothing your back. "And I must go now, our fathers are waiting for me."
You took his face into your hands and pushed yourself up to kiss him, desperately trying to coax him to stay a little longer.
"Princess-" He groaned, returning the kiss with equal fervor.
You pushed your bosom against him, attempting to clamber onto his lap and it seemed he was more than willing to let you on top of him until a knock resounded from the door.
"Prince Kun, his Majesty is calling for you." A lady had announced on the other side.
"I'm coming." He responded, taking your hands off of him and kissing your knuckles. "Forgive me, princess. But I must go."
You frowned, dejectedly slouching on your bed as you watched him get up to adjust his pants. "Come back safe."
"I will." He bent down to kiss you once more before he finally left.
You longingly watched the door after he closed it, hoping he'd come back in. But he never did. You gathered the blanket around your body and ran towards the window, peering outside to see the cavalry setting off. Kun was still mounting his horse when you spot him at the bottom of the castle. He had looked up to see you, waving briefly with a small smile. His lipped moved and you can barely discern what he had muttered.
"I love you."
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markicantwait · 1 year
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Oh, btw I made this for wayv c: hope to have news soon about the comeback :c I really miss the boys
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saturnznct · 11 months
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dad!kun | insta posts 2
nct masterlist (lnks will be added later)
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theficblog · 2 years
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NOW AND THEN
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LIU YANGYANG
Prologue: Yangyang has been your on-again, off-again boyfriend for quite some time, but there is always one last hope.
Genre: Fluff + Exes to lovers
Wordcount: 1,129
Prompts: “When was the last time we had a real conversation.” + “Being in love with you is scary… not that you’re scary, of course, but that I’d fuck this thing up,” + “If this is your way of flirting, you’re doing a terrible job at it.”
Warnings: Mild Language
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This afternoon was beyond dreary. The sky was bland, almost white or whatever other colour it was. You could not bear to look up at the scorching sun. The streets were nearly empty. People were either inside their homes, being all comfortable and escaping the heat, doing whatever pleased them. The other ones were like you, who had by now seen all that Netflix had to offer and still stupidly opted to go out.
You came to the nearby café to delight yourself with some brunch. It turns out that there were a lot more idiots out there, including you, because the place was nearly filled. The din of customers' conversations, the sizzling sounds from the kitchen, and the Rock and Roll music playing in the background. Everything was going swimmingly, just the way you intended it to.
You continued looking for a place to sit upon lifting your meal tray from the counter. On regular days, you had a reserved spot, which was an advantage of being a regular visitor. You didn't want to bother the middle-aged mother with her three petulant children to spare you your seat today.
Thank heavens, you were able to take the last available spot before anyone else. Someone seemed to be seated at your now-shared table, but you had no choice. It wasn't necessary to talk to strangers anyway, your sole focus was on your food.
Random thoughts continued to take over your mind in the meantime. You couldn't restrain yourself from overthinking. Your new job, the house party you attended last weekend, the global population growth rate, and your best friend's goldfish, which her cat devoured. You contemplated everything and anything.
"Y/N" You hear your name being called in a much more familiar voice. Fuck, why did he have to be here? You mentally cursed yourself for coming out today, let alone taking up this spot.
You looked up and elevated your sight to the man. Still clad in black from head to toe despite the scorching weather. His hair was now studded with golden highlights, which was a novel look for him. He stood there with his phone in his hands. You had no option but to confront him.
It was Yangyang.
He had been your on-and-off lover for about three years now. No, you were not a celebrity couple, but complicated relationships were a phenomenon that did not discriminate between the two halves. There were times when you cherished him like Romeo cherished Juliet, and perhaps other times when you despised him like a war enemy.
You drew your gaze away from him and back to your meal. Walking away right now would be a sign of weakness. You weren't weak, and even if you were, you'd despise it if it came through. This was a question about your ego, which was never being compromised with. So what if you had blocked him from all your social medias? So what if you  never picked up his calls? So what if you both had been dead to each other since the last four months?
Yangyang too, probably thought the same as he took the chair right in front of you. He waited for a minute or so for you to utter some words, or at the least, take a look at him, but gave up soon.
"This steak is quite bitter. Over time, their flavour has deteriorated." As he fed himself, he made a random remark.
"Yeah, I guess so." You gave him the dullest response ever.
Silence reigned once more as you reflected on your last breakup with Yangyang.
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"I don’t really care but I am moving out, my job and my career are way more important than a man. Do you think I am some Damsel in Distress? I can take care of myself!" You raged at him. This was one of the many reasons for breaking up with him. Of course, you had to let your ego win at all costs.
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"You see that guy, we attended the same school. People change, I think he owns that silver car. At school he was never the type to-"
"When was the last time we had a real conversation?" You questioned him, cutting through his useless words. Maybe this could be another contributing factor to a relationship that kept on failing over and over again. None of you were ready to listen, and the things you talked about did not make much sense either. The most serious thing you and he ever talked about was probably planning a vacation for Christmas.
He stopped with his random comments, not even eating anymore. His eyes were fixed on the rusted wooden table, suggesting it was the stillness before a storm. He had something to say.
"Being in love with you is scary… not that you’re scary, of course, but that I’d fuck this thing up." He expressed.
"We have fucked this thing up more than quite often." You defended yourself. You were not going to buy his opinion that easily.
This was certainly not the first time you both had a conversation like this, you both were aware of how things would take a turn.
"Yes I know we have fucked more than quite often." Yangyang implied, knowing exactly what he was saying.
Your face was still emotionless, as you went down the memory lane again. Maybe you missed him. Maybe it was not a break up but just a prolonged period of fighting. Maybe it was you and not him.
It was hard to let go of someone, no matter how toxic they could get at times.
"Listen, Yangyang, I guess I am sorry." This was your way of admitting your wrong doings.
The boy, on the other hand, was very well aware of this, as he still continued to chew on the steak. "That’s alright." He said.
"We, anyway, have always been a couple, haven’t we?" You try and win his attention, and heart back. Trying the best that you knew of.
"If this is your way of flirting, you’re doing a terrible job at it." Yangyang gave his trademark wide smile.
"Why would I flirt with you?" You revert back immediately.
"Okay then unblock me, at least." He suggested. You gave him the ‘I’m so done with you expression’ as you picked up your phone, unblocking him.
"Yangyang, we are still in love right?" You questioned fearfully, what if it was one sided? What if it doesn’t end well again this time?
"We never fell out of love." He reassured.
Yangyang was your fate. You were destined to stick with him. Yes, your relationship was no less than a rollercoaster, but this time, you were confident that in the end, you both would land safe, together.
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astroyongie · 2 years
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WayV Reading - April Edition
Note: Hey guys ! I apologize that this took so long, I unfortunately had some personal things to take care of. Anyway enjoy ! Please taking it with a grain of salt, and NCT Dream will be out in a few hours ! (next coming: ITZY, CIX, BlackPink, EXO, TXT ) 
Kun
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He is still on his relationship, but some things have changed, since Kun isn’t as happy as he was, there’s some lies going on, some thing that made him disappointed, but still he does what he can to make his s/o happy.  Kun as been stuck in a routine work wise, some of his self proposed projects have been rejected so he could focus on the company ones. Health wise: 
Physically: His body feels aged and tired, he has been eating well lately
Mentally: Meditating a lot 
Ten
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Ten has gotten into a non serious relationships a few weeks ago, out of boredom to be honest, however lately he has been seeing the person less and less, because he has starting to catch feelings, which he doesn’t want to. Nothing much to say on his career, other that he has been working like all the others and feeling a bit stuck as well. Health wise:
Physically: Needs to be careful who he sleeps with as well, because there’s some troubles around his sexual organs. Uretha, urinary system, rectum, etc. 
Mentally: Been working on self esteem and meditating to leave some of his past go
Winwin
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 He finally broke up with his partner, after he actually cheated on them. He had no feelings for them anymore and only stayed out of pity, but Winwin made de decision to break up withe them. When it comes to his career, he knows if he wants to aim and accept that opportunity there will be a sacrifice to make on his current situation. Health wise:
Physically: Have been sick lately, something related on his throat 
Mentally: Exhausted, fear, frustration and stagnation which is reflecting on a somatic way 
Lucas
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He started by trying to start a relationship with a person whoever it quickly came to an end before it could become serious, because Lucas still has his mind too focused on what has happened on his past. You will have to await for him a little bit more, at least until the end of the moment I don’t see any news from him, but he will come back to activities soon. I didn’t get any information about his health 
Xiaojun
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He had some massive arguments lately with some of his close friends, to which had stopped, since Xiaojun removed everyone that didn’t served him right anymore out of his life. He is still on his relationship. He has been a little bit frustrated when it comes to his career but he will need to keep going and work before things come to him. health wise:
Physically: Some hormonal troubles that he have been balancing 
Mentally: Stressed and anxious, anguished, unstable, doubts, but he is working on getting stronger 
Hendery
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Remember that he has been tiling to someone in the past weeks and things were going well, however he have always stated that he didn’t wanted to have a serious relationship, however this person seems like they are forcing Hendery to take the step, without respecting his boundaries which is causing him a lot of stress. Career wise, he should focus more on work, because people around him are saying that he is being too lay back. Health wise:
Physically: There’s some problem somewhere on his throat, shoulders, arms or hands, respiratory system, his chest and his heart in general. 
Mentally: Feels extremely lonely 
Yangyang 
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The codependent energy came strong again, but despite that it seems that both Yangyang and his partner are taking profit of one another and it doesn’t seem to trouble him much, even if this person is older. There’s also some type of solo opportunity (like a shooting, or anything he will do solo) coming his way this month. Health wise:
Physically: He is overall okay 
Mentally: Mentally agitated, a lot of self guilt yet also healing his own feelings
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yongislong · 1 year
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remind me.
genre: non!idol kun x reader established relationship tings, mostly fluff but kinda angsty, comfort
cw/note: insecurities about looks and abilities, mentions of working out, bad eating habits, anxiety a bit, light descriptions of a depressive episode, reader is mentioned wearing makeup, tysm anon! i hope you're doing okay and this could bring you a little bit of comfort wherever you are. im sorry for not being as active recently, im going thru it lol. love doesn't fix everything ofc but i hope this makes someone feel better
he'd caught you finally sleeping peacefully.
kun had noticed you waking up extra early to go on runs. he's seen you replace meals with protein bars and shakes. he'd also seen you withdraw from yourself. spending extra care avoiding your reflection in the mirror when you stepped out of the shower with him.
this is the first time in a long time, that kun has seen you take steady breaths and not worry about what you look like.
your eyelashes hit the apple of your cheek that's squished against his bicep you landed on during the night. he kept his right hand rested on your hipbone, running his thumb in circles along your warm skin. his left hand, free from the weight of your head, is busy twirling the ends of your hair into ringlets.
he wanted you to sleep for as long as you wanted, but he couldn't help but press the softest and lightest kiss to your puffed out pout. seeing you take in a sharp breath, stirring in your sleep he coos lightly and squeezes the side of your hip he was holding.
you rub your cheek on his bicep and he chuckles, a smile makes it way on your lips at the sound, you flutter your eyes open, looking up at kun through your lashes. he looks down at you with such adoration it kind of makes you want to hide and apologize.
he could see how far away you were beginning to get, how lost in your thoughts you go again. how hazy and glossy your eyes got and how quickly you snapped back into that mindset again. he wished you could hold on to the innocence and unknowing when you first wake up. he found that this was maybe the best time to ask.
"what's going on in that pretty little head of yours, hm?" he rasps, as he traces your hairline with his pointer finger.
"hmhph... nothing?"
"you're a really bad liar y/n" he bares a sad smile, you downcast your gaze and he follows his head down to catch your eyes back, capturing your chin with right hand that rested on your lower waist, pointer finger and thumb pulling you up to his brown eyes.
"i know..." he could feel you physically crumbling.
you hid your face in his chest once you saw how his gaze carried a sea of worry he squeezes you as a sense of reassurance, allowing you to finally let him know what was going on with you.
kun always had a way of making you confess what was wrong. you always felt so guilty for wanting to hide your emotions and troubles from him because he's always been so mature about stuff like that. so patient and willing to wait. never pressing you for answers. just leaving slight hints that he knows more than what he leads on, and that he's gonna be here to solve the problem.
this cycle has repeated a few times before as your relationship progressed. you both got into the swing of gauging what to do once you, or him, got into moods like this where you felt like the way you looked and behaved was nothing to be loved or proud of.
still hiding your face from him, you start, "i feel like im lying to everyone kun. even you. i do my makeup to look better, i stay awake longer to study and cramp knowing there's no point because i'm just bad at math anyway, no clothes look okay on me and i feel like the way i'm handling things is constantly making everything everyone else's problem. im too loud, i can't stand eating anymore and i don't feel like doing anything anymore."
you chocked back a sob and continued with the support of kun's hand tracing up and down your spine, "-and i don't know what to do because you've never made me feel like i should view myself negatively or- or dwell on things i can't change, but i just, wan't control back... i hate feeling like you are forced to deal with me because you're scared of how i'll react or what i'll do. i get so in my head and i can't ever seem to slow the gears from turning..."
he could tell there was more you wanted to say. but it seems as though you couldn't put into words all that your body and mind felt, feelings too big to put into human language.
"im sorry, i just" you huff, "i- i don't know... what to do anymore kun, im sorry i keep neglecting myself, i, ugh, i hate making you worry! im sorry, i really really am," your voice was so small.
his shirt was soaked at this point. his own tears falling down his chin and landing on the back of your neck he'd dug his head into while you ranted.
his soft voice broke through your whimpers, "i know love, i know, its not your fault. it's okay to feel like this sometimes. i'm not going to sit here and tell you that i don't lie awake at night wondering if you've eaten or if work is going okay for you. there were times where i wanted nothing but to sit with you and make all your meals for you, making sure you ate, and even waking up before you to interrogate you about your running habits. there were so many scenarios and ideas running through my head about how i wanted to comfort you but i never wanted you to feel smothered. i really do hope you know that i've noticed, and i really and truly believe that you're the most beautiful person i've gotten the privilege of making coffee for, showering with, laughing with, knowing, everything. i love it when you sit in bed barefaced, i love it when you wear the color red, i love it when you come to me for help, i love bragging about how cool and pretty you are to people, i love bragging about how my partner could become a model if they really wanted to because they're-" peck "just" peck "that" peck "gorgeous, inside and out, as corny as that is."
he ends his sentiment with a large smile, knocking both of your noses together as you both giggle.
you cover your face with both palms.
circling his hands over your wrist, he slowly pulls them away.
"don't," he whispers, holding eye contact.
"you don't need to change anything about your appearance to keep me entertained?? okay? your body is the least important thing about you... it does help how hot it is but..."
smack!
"ow!! its true!! ugh okay okay," his smile widens as he sees how free you look for the first time in a while. head thrown back as far as the position allows, eyes crinkled as he feels the spot where his hand rested on your waist scrunch and twist with every way you giggled. he poked and prodded and the skin, making a blush dust over the apples of your cheeks.
"i hope i can be that for you too, qian kuunnn" you drag his name out, so prettily, he feels like he's gonna melt right into the bed onto the floor.
"oh trust me, you do more for me than i've ever done for you, you have no idea, really," he says, more seriously than you had seen him since yangyang spilled coffee all over is electric keyboard months back.
"you know i'd literally buy the moon for you, right. like walk over hot coals, help hide a body for you type shit," he admits through giggles and red cheeks.
"im always going to be here to remind though, incase you forget."
hitting his chest playfully, you mumble a sentence joking about how instead, he should reward you with more cuddles since he made you cry so early on a thursday morning.
he obliges happily, grabbing your thigh and slinging you leg over his waist. making it easier to tuck you into him fully. he smells like pistachios and carmel. his hands are so soft against the back of your head. he lulls you to sleep by whispering cheesy lines about how perfect you are and how nothing you could do or the way you look could ever change his perception of you that he's crafted. he runs kisses along the under side of your jaw, all the way to the end of your shoulder just before you fully knock out.
yeah, your boyfriend is kinda a romantic.
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winwintea · 6 days
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Blame it on my Disney Wish (Prologue)
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PAIRING ▸ wayv x fem!reader 
GENRES ▸ romance, fluff, crack, angst, acquaintances to lovers, disney park au, college au
WARNINGS ▸ profanity, sexual jokes, alcohol consumption, chenle gets bullied a lot, kun also gets bullied a lot, everyone gets bullied a lot, 
SUMMARY ▸ kun takes the boys to disney world, funded by his sugar daddy chenle. however none of them were prepared for you to tag along, more or less even be affected by that cliche disney magic. but hey, maybe dreams really do come true? 
TAG LIST ▸ (send me an ask here if you’d like to be added! + those tagged will be in the tag list of all chapters of this series!)
RELEASE DATE ▸ no schedule haha... i work at my own pace guys!
WORD COUNT ▸ 1.1k words
AUTHOR’S NOTE ▸ welcome to my first ever fic? this is a “choose your own route” kind of series, so no need to read in order! i’ll be updating one chapter at a time, finishing off all chapter 1’s before i move onto the chapter 2’s. this originally started off as a crack fic idea that turned into a romance. thank u for taking the time to indulge in my silly fic. i’m very into disney parks so this was very fun to write. PLEASE ALSO READ THE PROLOGUE BEFORE READING THE CHAPTERS!
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“Could we maybe go to Disney?”
Little did Qian Kun know, was that this innocent question would be the reason why Kun, and 6 other idiots were now at Walt Disney World with you.
That day, Dong Si Cheng, Kun’s roommate, asked a simple question. That had a simple answer: No. But what happened instead, wasn’t as simple. If it were any other one of his idiotic friends he would’ve turned them down straight away, but the request had to come from the mouth of Dong Si Cheng instead. There was no way Kun could resist the temptation of seeing those eyes look dejected after he rejected that wish of Si Cheng’s. 
“Sure, I’ll see what I can do.” Was what HE SHOULD NOT HAVE SAID. but he did.
As soon as Kun walked out of Si Cheng’s room, his smile quickly turned into a frown. How the hell was he going to accomplish this? They were pretty much broke college students, no freetime, and no clout. Actually the last part was a lie. They were pretty popular amongst most of the students of their school. Mingled with most people, went to parties, drank a lot, you get the gist. Yet, that wasn’t enough clout to magically grant them a Disney trip. That shit only happened in movies. Disney movies. 
“Couldn’t help but overhear that sad conversation.” Kun turned his head to see a familiar face, one that happened to belong to his ‘bestie’ Ten. He was using the term ‘bestie’ lightly. They’d known each other for years, but still bickered and teased each other over everything. Ten’s real name was ‘Chittaphon Leechaiyapornkul’, but of course no one could pronounce that so everyone just called him Ten instead. It made life simpler. 
“Oh yeah? Like you could do anything better.” 
Ten cocked his head to the side, “What? Can’t stop being a people pleaser for once and reject someone for a change?” “I’d love to see you try. Why don’t you go tell him ‘no’ instead, so we don’t have to shovel out our own money to pay for this damn trip?” Kun knew Ten loved a good challenge, and that Ten was as equally broke as he was, so maybe he could convince Ten to persuade Si Cheng.
Ten looked at him for a few seconds, rolled his eyes, and walked right into Si Cheng’s room. Kun glanced at his watch, wanting to see how long it would take. 
“You don’t need to tell me Ten. I heard everything outside, I… understand.” Kun could hear Si Cheng’s faint voice from the door, and his heart ached a little. The sadness in his tone was very obvious. “I was being selfish… I’m sorry.” 
“N-Nononoofcoursenot!” Ten blabbered out. Suddenly Ten opened the door again, spotted Kun and pulled Kun back into the room with him. “Tell him Kun! We were just planning the dates right, weren’t we Kun?” 
Fuck this bastard. Kun could imagine it in his head. Right here, right now. His hands wrapped tightly around Ten’s neck. And when he was done, he would know exactly where to put the bo- Err… Just kidding. There would be a witness anyways. A witness that was currently giving him a puzzled look. 
“Uhm… yeah yeah… yeah right we were just booking flights that’s all. And if it… sounded like we weren’t gonna go uh… we were just… joking, right?” Kun looked at Ten for support. If Ten was gonna throw Kun under the bus then he needed all the help he could get.
“Yeah yeah. We’ll go to your favorite park!” Ten winked at Si Cheng, still nervously looking at Kun. “I like all of them though…” 
That’s it. Kun grabbed on Ten’s arm, as equally hard as Ten had done to him earlier, dragging him out of Si Cheng’s room once again. This time, Kun and Ten positioned themselves strategically in the kitchen where Kun’s beloved roommate wouldn’t be able to hear their conversation. However as they made their way into the kitchen to see a shorter boy standing at the sink peeling an orange. “Chenle, how the fuck do you keep getting into our dorm room?” Kun stared at Chenle as he was nonchalantly peeling his orange. 
The younger boy grinned at the two. “Si Cheng gave me his spare key. He wanted to learn how to play basketball, so I’ve been teaching him.”
Chenle was a basketball prodigy and had gotten into their school on a scholarship because of it. He was only 2 grades below Kun, but somehow they shared most of their classes with each other. Chenle would always pester Kun whenever he could and did anything he could to make his life miserable. “Okay, so why are you here now? Si Cheng did not look like he was about to play basketball at all.” Chenle popped an orange slice in his mouth. “Silly! I’m here for you! Well, see I originally was going to bother you like I normally do, y’know” He ignored Kun’s glare and continued on, “But then… I was hungry so I got a snack.” He motioned to the orange in his hands and ate another slice, “Also whoever made that Pumpkin Pie, that was absolutely fire.” 
“Fuck you that was my last slice” Ten crossed his arms, and joined Kun in scowling at the younger boy.
“Yeah well. Sorry. I guess. Not really. I would do it again in a heartbeat. Regardless, while eating the pie I witnessed your little disney dilemma and I have a proposal to make.” Kun eyed Chenle suspiciously as he continued on, “I’ll pay for your little trip. Flights, Tickets, Fastpasses, Food, everything!” 
Kun completely forgot that Chenle’s family was loaded. He glanced at Ten then back at Chenle. “And what do you want in return? Is there a catch?”
Chenle looked at them with a more mischievous grin in comparison to the ones he had been giving them before. “No catch! You just have to take me and my best friend, y/n with you.”
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