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everything-fine-n-peachy · 3 months

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time capsule (l.mk)

pairings: mark lee x reader genre: fluff (and some angst) summary: overachiever mark lee falls for overthinker y/n. mark is smart but he is also very much naive. y/n is also smart but very much hostage to the voices in her head. they are also both 16. (a/n yes, i like to write mark in bus rides idk, it's a vibe)

Mark does not know what to call what you two share. He only knows that he likes the feeling of your fingers intertwined with his, the sound of your voice, and maybe the fact that you actually find his jokes funny.

You are his panic room. He likes to curl up in your embrace when the world gets too much. You are his solace. There is something about you that allows Mark to remember that he is a man and not a machine.

Your head rests on his shoulder as you both watch the sunset from the bus. The buildings blur and the trees and the sky all blend together like those spacetime warps they show in the movies. Mark wishes he could freeze this moment.

He knows that when the bus stops at your street, you will get down and summer will officially begin. He tries to focus on the faint sound of the radio instead of the dread that’s been building in his stomach for days. It’s his hands that move on their own finding yours.

You meet Mark’s gaze with a questioning look. He gives you that shy smile that you’ve grown to love. The golden light that filters through the windows makes the sight even more heartbreaking.

You know that once the bus stops on your street, Mark will wave good bye and summer will officially begin. His grip tightens on your hand. A gentle squeeze as if to remind you that you still have a couple of minutes left.

And then what? After this summer, the final year of high school would begin. Mark would take over as student council president and co-captain of the dance team. On top of that, he would also be expected to maintain perfect grades and get into a good university. You, on the other hand, were aiming for high honors and that evasive internship at one of the biggest companies in the city.

“What would we be if we weren’t like hamsters running endlessly on wheels?” Mark asked that afternoon as you strolled through the shops eating ice cream together after the last day of school.

The wind blew against your cheeks, the warm breeze reminding you of the oncoming heatwave. “I guess I’d be a painter,” you chuckled, “but I’m not any good at it.” “I’d be a pop star,” he replied with a straight face before giggling. You follow suit, unable to resist such infectious laughter.

You’re brought back to the present by a familiar blue house a few blocks away from your street. Mark finds himself unable to look away from you, transfixed by the remaining flecks of light that catch on your glasses.

He knows well enough that grief shouldn’t be stolen from the future. But could he really help himself? The pressure to live up to everyone’s expectations from this year alone was almost insurmountable. Had it not been for you, Mark felt like he would go insane.

You swear you feel Mark’s grip tighten just a tad more but when you look up at him his gaze is far away. Sometimes you aren’t sure if he’s even real to begin with like anytime you could wake up and Mark wouldn’t even know who you were. But you push those thoughts away. Slowly, you lean back into Mark taking in the subtle scent of laundry detergent on his shirt. You snuggle into his neck and close your eyes feeling content at least, for the time being.

Mark thinks you are the most adorable person in the world and for all the achievements he has to show, to him being trusted by someone like you was one of his favorites.

“We should catch a movie next week,” he blurts out. “I mean, if you want to, and if that’s okay,” he fumbles.

You study his face, keen on the blush that spreads on his cheeks. With a smile you respond, “I think next week’s good.”

The bus finally stops at your street and you collect your things as you turn to wave at Mark you discover that he’s stood up along with you. Puzzled, you shoot him a confused look.

“Isn’t your stop farther?”

“Yeah, I mean it’s fine,” he chuckles, getting off the bus with you.

The walk to your house is silent but not uncomfortable. You sneak tiny glances at Mark in an attempt to figure out why he decided to walk the rest of the way home.

No sooner do you reach your fence and turn to Mark, “So, thanks for today. I guess I’ll see you next week?”

Mark smiles shyly, stepping closer to you. He takes your hand in his before bringing your knuckles to his lips and leaving a soft peck. He pulls you into a big hug before walking backwards, “See you next week.”

You’re a blushing mess as you slip past your fence waving at Mark. You aren’t sure what it is the two of you share but you’d do anything to see that shy smile again.

And so Mark walks the whole way with a spring in his step. There exists the feeling of unease bubbling beneath the surface. The promise of an earful from his dad the moment they find out about you or the very likely possibility that his friends will all have something to say about this whole ordeal.

But on this pleasant afternoon Mark chooses to be blissfully unaware. The kind of naivety reserved for 16-year-old, boys who were helplessly infatuated. Today, Mark Lee thinks he will smell the flowers on his journey home.

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neoswift · 11 months

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wake me. [01]

PAIRING. mark lee x fem!reader

CATEGORY. filo mini smau, fluff, crack, band au, bandmate!mark, guitarist!mark

WARNINGS. language

SUMMARY. moments with your bandmate na crush mong si mark lee.

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5

NOTE. mark lee brainrot malala 👍🏼 quick background pala: their band is called "over the moon", 5-member band na nabuo nung college sila. they've been active for five years na and medyo sikat na rin sila (and people really want markyn together) thats all thank yewwww!!

there’s also a playlist for this mini smau nasa dulo! enjoy!!!!!

pls sorry for the huge ass watermark sa gitna naiinis na kasi ako sa nagrerepost ng aus ko pls lang pag ninakaw pa to ewan ko na lang HAHAHAHA

TAGLIST. @archivedmkl @nctasdfghj @wooyoung-a @morkleetrash @kkotjia @i-aecrysture @injunified @smolpeyy @pepperrye @hibuki-chan @hannie-dul-set @chanfilms @yiz-yo @anya-writes-stuff @w0nderr @mihyu-ckie @remisaki @fullsunld @main-figuresk8-sunghoonie @dejavukirstein @seijenoh @renjun-pretty @skzbeyleynjasnct @yoitbb @najaeminluvbot @hazyru @lune1897 @heynayu @chimajeyn @rensaure @13isacoolnumber @liljeongseong @marahuyornjn @eureah @markleepooh @000rpheus @nanayogurt @luvenshiti @j-8star @flovezen @jaeyuuns @yoonhanzjaem @ssuungchans @shairamaexx @hibernatinghamster @roseltgiri

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finallydelight · 1 year

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im not sure if youre familiar enough with nct127 members but as a caratzen it would be so cute to see a markming chapter where mark officially introduces her to 127 members and they somewhat adopt her . maybe one where she even talks about it to her members when she gets back to the dorms adn cheol gets sulky because hes jealous about how much she talks about how sweet the members were to her

The Link | Ming Chapter

author's note: bold is english. there are mentions of weight loss and having anxiety. a shirtless yuta. if there is something else I forgot, pls tell me! also, im so sorry it took me this long to write! feedback, thoughts, opinions, etc. always welcome in my inbox! <3

October 22, 2022

''No kissing. No hugging. No touching!'' Cheol yelled out his demands, grabbing his stuff together and putting it in his bag. ''If any of them make you uncomfortable, I want you to tell me, okay?'' He stopped in his tracks and looked at her, one eyebrow raised.

Ming diligently nodded, holding in the urge to roll her eyes at all the ''rules'' he was spitting out about her attending the NCT 127 concert. ''Don't you think you're being a bit over dramatic?'' She dared to ask the question.

''No.'' He answered, matter-of-factly.

Joshua and Minghao walked into the living room, all ready to leave for their last schedules of the day. ''You ready, hyung?'' They stood by the door, waiting for the rapper to join them.

Cheol nodded at them, turning back around to give the youngest a goodbye hug. ''Be careful, okay?'' His remaining arm that wasn't holding his bag wrapped around her shoulders. ''Of course, now leave!'' Ming laughed, parting from the embrace.

''Bye, Mingie!'' ''Have fun!'' ''Not too much fun!'' Her three roommates left the dorm and were on their way to the cars downstairs waiting for them.

As soon as the door closed, Ming pulled out her phone, calling the person she needed most in that moment.

''Hello?''

''Soomin! What do I wear?''

''Just wait here, I'll get him for you.'' The staff member told her, before disappearing behind the door and closing it. Ming anxiously waited behind the door, the mix of different emotions becoming almost overwhelming.

It had been over two months since she had physically seen Mark. Their schedules and her hiatus prevented them from meeting somewhere in-between. She had missed seeing him, but it was a very last-minute decision to agree to his concert invite.

First, Ming was still on hiatus and being spotted at a concert while her members were putting their blood, sweat and tears into their schedules, didn't seem like the best idea. However, Mark seemed to have thought about that as well and suggested she could watch the show from backstage. That way there weren't any lurking camera's or fans, and if she needed anything there were staff members there to help her.

Second, it had been a long time since they last saw each other and that didn't exactly end in the best way. They hadn't talked about it afterwards and she doubted they would talk about it now.

A lot of things had changed in the two months that had passed. Most importantly, she had gotten closer to someone else while Mark was busy with his own activities. Also, she had seen Yeonjun more than she had seen Mark, which caused her to be very confused about her own feelings.

Mark and Yeonjun had vastly different personalities, while Mark was more on the shy and awkward side with her, Yeonjun was confident and direct about his feelings.

The opening of the door in front of her interrupted her conflicting thoughts. ''Come in quickly!'' A hand wrapped around her pulse and she was pulled into the concert building.

Once the door was fully closed and locked behind them, she was finally able to take a good look at the man in front of her. Her eyes immediately went to his freshly dyed hair, something Mark noticed. ''You like it?'' His hand instinctively went through his hair.

''It's, uh, definitely different.'' She awkwardly chuckled, quite surprised by his new hair. He laughed at her puzzled face, getting the hint she likes his darker hair better.

Mark hesitantly opened his arms, not too sure if it was appropriate or not to hug her. Ming smiled at him, finding his nervous grin endearing. She walked into his embrace, her arms secured around his waist.

A deep sigh left his mouth, as if he was relieved she was there in his arms. His head nestled in her neck as he mumbled the next words. ''Thanks for coming, I really appreciate it.'' His low voice sent chills down her spine. ''Of course, you called.'' She whispered back to him, like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

The hug didn't last very long, both very aware of the eyes of the crew members on them. ''How are you doing? I missed you, it's been so long.'' Mark asked her, guiding her through the hallways.

Ming hadn't given much information about her hiatus to him. He knew that it involved her family and that she needed to stay in her hometown for a while. Mark had been relieved to know that everything was stable again back at home and that she had returned to Seoul about a week prior to the concert.

He had asked her a lot about her well being and assured her he was always there for her if she needed a listening ear or literally anything else. She had politely declined each time, telling him she was doing alright and that it wasn't as bad as her members made it seem.

He realized he had downplayed her wellbeing a lot as he saw her standing in front of him. Bags under her eyes, obvious weight loss, low energy and the sparkle he always saw in her eyes seemed to have dimmed. Overall, she didn't look like herself. She still looked beautiful in his eyes, but it was noticeable that she was having a hard time.

''I'm good, how are you?''

Mark smiled. ''Now that you're here, I'm doing amazing.'' He wasn't going to mention her hiatus, he just wanted her to have a nice time.

A blush appeared on her face. ''You're too cute.''

Ming's comment seemed to have the same effect on him as he had on her, because an equalling red tint appeared on Mark's cheeks.

''Hey, uh, you don't have to, but would you maybe like to say hi to the members?'' He stuttered out the words, not confident if she wanted to go and greet his members.

Ming felt her hands beginning to shake once the question left Mark's lips. It wasn't a secret to anyone she had trouble socializing with people, especially if those people were the best friends of the guy she had a crush on.

''You really don't have to, they can be a lot at times, so I understand.''

''I would love to meet them, Minhyung.''

''Nice! They really wanted to meet you.''

The 127 members had been teasing him nonstop ever since their little mistranslation incident, especially Johnny, Haechan and Yuta. It's like they finally had something else to bug the young man about that wasn't about his farting. Mark was also curious to see how Yuta and Ming would get along, seeing as his hyung had been teasing him about the woman who ''has been taking you away from me''.

Mark motioned for her to follow him, leading her to a door of which she could hear the inside voices from a mile away because of the loudness of the noises. "I told them to behave and to not act crazy, but most of the time they don't listen to me, so I'm just warning you."

Ming didn't know how to properly answer that one, so she opted for a simple, nervous laugh. Mark gave her a soft smile before opening the door to the gates of hell.

Upon Mark and Ming walking in, the room fell a bit more quiet than what she had heard outside. It wasn't a kind of silence that made her want to crawl in a hole, but still enough for her to feel uneasy about it.

Jungwoo was the first one to break the slightly uncomfortable situation, getting up from his stylist's chair and greeting her. ''Hey, Yerim! Thank you for coming.'' He thanked her, padding her shoulder.

''Thanks for the invite.'' She tried to sound excited, drowning out the nerves that were a result of the other members staring at her interaction with Jungwoo.

''Mark, why don't you introduce her to everyone?'' Johnny asked his younger brother, his infamous smirk plastered across his face. Blood rushed to Mark's cheeks, but he took a hold of Ming's arm and brought her to his American friend. ''Yer, this is Johnny.''

Johnny's smirk turned into a comforting smile as Mark introduced her to him. ''Nice to finally meet you, Yerim.''

''Likewise.'' Ming politely returned with a small bow of her head.

''Hyung is from Chicago!'' Mark told her, remembering she had a concert there for their tour. ''Oh, that's cool! We performed there this summer, the city was great.'' She beamed, having good memories of the tour stop.

''Oh yeah, Mark told me you went there! He actually never shuts up about yo-'' ''Okay, let's move on!'' Mark interrupted Johnny, quickly pulling Ming to the next members in sight.

''This is Taeil-hyung,'' the oldest member gave her a little wave which she reciprocated, ''and this our leader, Taeyong-hyung.''

''Thank you for coming to our concert, Ming-ssi.'' Taeyong reached out his hand for her, which she shook. His polite and gentle nature was a dead giveaway he was in charge of the group, he reminded her a bit of Cheol.

Ming smiled at him. ''Thank you for having me.''

Mark was content so far, Johnny almost ruined it for him, but he's happy that the rest are actually behaving in front of her. He didn't think they would listen to him.

He guided her further through the room. ''You've already met Doyoung-hyung and Haechan.'' The two members in question gave her an acknowledging nod, which she returned.

''And here's Jaehyun-hyung.''

Ming didn't have the best impression of the man sitting in the stylist's chair. He had gotten her in trouble multiple times by snitching on her to Mingyu and she didn't really know what to say to him.

The 97-liner bowed his head. ''Hello, how are you?'' He politely asked, looking at her through the mirror. ''I'm good and you?''

''Me too,'' he replied, ''hey, I just wanted to apologize if I did something wrong? Myungho texted me a few weeks ago and told me to stop gossiping to Mingyu about you. I didn't mean for you to get in trouble or anything.'' Now she felt bad for feeling apprehensive to talk to the guy, he was super sweet.

''Oh no,'' she shook her head and hands, ''please, you don't have to apologize! It's not that serious, really.'' Ming assured him, not wanting him to feel bad about the 'snitching'.

Jaehyun let out a relieved sigh, glad she didn't seem to be angry at him. ''Okay, great.''

''Guys, where's Yuta-hyung?''

The Japanese man wasn't present in the room, confusing Mark as he was still there before he went to get Ming.

''YUTA! MARK's GIRLFRIEND IS HERE!''

Johnny was about to continue his teasing, but quickly got shut up by both Taeyong and Doyoung. Meanwhile, Mark and Ming were so flustered they looked like tomatoes.

The man everyone was looking for walked into the room, completely shirtless. Mark immediately turned Ming around, not wanting her to see any of it. ''Hyung!''

''Oh, sorry!'' Yuta apologized, putting his stage blouse on as soon as he noticed the young woman next to Mark. Once he secured everything, he approached the two 99-liners.

''So, Kim Yerim … we meet at last.''

The serious look on his face, his crossed arms and use of her full name, caused chills down her spine and not the good kind.

''Yah! Yuta, be serious!'' Taeyong scolded the man, while the rest of the group tried to muffle their laughter.

The serious look on Yuta's face immediately turned into a big smile. ''I was just kidding, it's nice to finally meet you.'' He gave her a hug, which took her by surprise. Ming hesitantly put her arms around him, still in shock from a few moments prior. ''Nice to meet you too.''

''Yerim, you want to sit down?'' Doyoung asked, being reminded of Seungkwan's texts asking him to make sure she sat down as much as possible. Before she could decline, Doyoung stood up and motioned for her to take his place.

Ming thanked him and sat down on the couch, putting her purse on her lap. ''Yer, I'll be right back, I still have to change my clothes.'' Mark told her, crouching down before her.

She wasn't too fond of the idea of being alone with people she only met so many minutes ago. ''Okay.'' Mark smiled and got up.

She felt someone taking the space next to her, turning her head, she saw it was Doyoung, who was already fully ready for the concert. ''Hey, Yerim.''

''Hi''

''Soonyoungie said you went to the IU concert here in September, how was it?'' He asked her, striking up a conversation to make her feel more comfortable.

Ming started realizing some of the members probably had sent some messages to the NCT members about her attending the concert, so this either could go good or bad.

''Yeah, it was really good! I got to meet her as well after the show, it was so cool.'' She answered him, reminiscing about the IU concert.

Doyoung nodded along to her words, attentively listening to what she had to say. The space on the other side of her dipped and as she turned to see who it was, she saw Jungwoo holding his phone in front of him.

''She's here, Seungkwannie.''

Jungwoo held his phone in front of her and she was met with the one and only Boo Seungkwan who appeared on his phone screen. ''Ming Mingie! Did you arrive well?''

Ming could hear some of the staff and 127 members laughing at Seungkwan's words, she felt completely embarrassed.

''Yeah, I'm here.'' Her voice came out small, not wanting to draw much attention to the interaction with her member.

Seungkwan looked amused on the other side of the phone. ''Are they being nice to you?'' He continued asking, fully aware he was humiliating her.

''Yes, they're really nice.''

''Am I embarrassing you?''

''Yes.''

Seungkwan, as well as the 127 members, laughed at her reaction. Ming couldn't even look at the screen anymore, too embarrassed by Seungkwan.

''Ah, Yerim-ah! How is it there?'' Soonyoung appeared next to Seungkwan on the screen and Ming loudly sighed, much to everyone's amusement.

''Don't you guys have schedules?'' Even if the members weren't physically there, they made sure there was a way for them to be with her in some kind of way. Ming absolutely loved her members to death, but all she wants is one evening without them.

Seungkwan got the hint. ''I think she wants us to leave, hyung. Her brothers are embarrassing her in front of her boyfriend's friends.'' He couldn't help but throw in one last tease.

''Bye Seungkwan! Bye Tiger!''

Jungwoo hung up the phone, doing his best to hold in his laughter. ''He suddenly called me, asking how you were doing.'' He explained to her, standing up and going back to his stylist's chair.

''Hey, I'm back!'' Mark appeared in front of her again, wearing his white stage outfit. ''You, uh, want to go outside for a bit?'' It was obvious he wanted her alone for a moment, without any of his members staring or eavesdropping. ''Of course.''

''Behave yourself, Mark Lee!'' Johnny yelled out, right before Mark and Ming left the room.

''They weren't too much, I hope? They kinda toned it down from what they usually do.'' He hadn't heard what they had said to her when he was changing his clothes.

She shook her head. ''They were very sweet, Seungkwan-oppa called Jungwoo, so I was busy with that.'' Ming chuckled, sending a quick glance his way.

He led her to a more secluded area, away from the crew, camera's and most importantly, teasing members. ''Aaah~ that's good.''

''But seriously, thank you so much for coming here, I really appreciate it.'' Ming became almost emotional with how sincere and grateful Mark sounded. Ming momentarily rubbed his arm. ''You really don't have to thank me, Minhyung.''

''No, I do! The last time we spoke, it was… well you know,'' he stuttered, remembering Chenle's teasing at the Dream Show, ''and I was kinda scared that maybe you didn't wanna hang out with me anymore, so when you said agreed to come- I don't know, it just made me very happy, Yer.'' With the way he was speaking, it almost sounded like a confession.

Ming's cheeks colored red for the nth time that night. ''You're making me flustered, I don't know what to say.'' Her hands rubbed her cheeks, trying to cool them.

Mark took a step closer to her, once he noticed no one was around. ''Hey, uh, I have to go in a few minutes, but, uh, I was wondering if I, uh, well, if you maybe- you don't have to if you don't want to, I know we haven't seen each other in a while and, uh-''

''Minhyung-ah,'' Ming interrupted him, ''calm down, it's just me.'' Mark was a stuttering mess and as much as Ming loved him in a flustered state, she didn't want him to be this nervous in front of her.

He nodded, looking at the ground. ''In like one minute, they're gonna ask me to come down and I need a lot of luck tonight for the show, so if you don't mind would you be able to, uh, give me a good luck-'' ''Kim Yerim, is that really you?''

''Oh, for fuck's sake.'' Mark muttered as he was interrupted.

Ming looked behind the frustrated man and saw Taeyeon and Minho approaching them. She quickly bowed as they were senior artists. ''Hello, sunbaenims!'' She greeted them.

''They didn't tell me you were here! Oh, hi Mark.'' Taeyeon immediately went in for a hug, while briefly addressing the NCT member.

Minho stuck out his fist for a fist pump and she reciprocated, nervously laughing while doing. ''Mark, they want to take a picture with the entire group, we came to find you.'' He explained their sudden appearance.

While Minho and Mark were busy with each other, Taeyeon whispered in Ming's ear. ''I didn't know he was your boyfriend.'' A slight smirk attached to the sentence.

Ming quickly shook her head. ''No, no, we're just friends.''

''Friends don't look at each other like that.''

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#ming.svt #kpop oc #kpop au #kpop addition #14th member of seventeen #seventeen oc #seventeen 14th member au #seventeen 14th member #seventeen addition #seventeen au #mark lee x oc #mark x oc #seventeen extra member #seventeen added member #seventeen female oc #seventeen female added member #seventeen female addition #seventeen female member

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hahayoon · 10 months

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PROFILE

personal information

birthplace: Mapo-gu, Seoul, South Korea.

birthday: 14th February 2000.

birth name: Byun HaYoon (Hangul: 변하윤)

zodiac sign: aquarius, in chinese zodiac dragon.

stage name: Nabi (Hangul: 나비) as part of æspa’s concept and her representative symbol.

association information

association: SM rookies (2013-2020), æspa (2020-present)

position: main dancer, lead vocal, center (unofficially said by fans)

representative emoji: 🐲

representative animal: 🦋

superpower/ability: precognition.

facts

officially made her debut as an almost SM artist when she sang along with EXO’s Chen for Descendants of the Sun OST ‘Everytime’ creating an amazing reputation as she was acknowledged to be only 16 at the time.

as æspa’s concept was revealed she was pointed in many theories as Nævis for her looks, later being denied by SM, saying she was taking part in the history as hero as the other girls.

fans thought she had some family business with EXO’s BaekHyun as they share last name, SM denied the rumor and then herself came out to say she is a huge fan of them and that she’d always root for BaekHyun as her bias.

she auditioned at SM cause she attended to Shinee’s concert and ‘bawled her eyes out’ (explicitly as she said) to JongHyun’s ‘Y si fuera ella’ so she wanted to recreate the feeling on others.

Lee Soo Man admitted he knew he wanted her in when one of the staffs told him a 13 year old bravely auditioned with After School song ‘Bang’ rapping and all, then thanking and picking up her lunch box to leave.

She appeared in NCT U’s MV ‘Without you’ and said later it wasn’t uncomfortable as a lot of people think “Sunbaes weren’t weird, they made me feel as their little sister”.

she is close to Red Velvet’s Yeri and said she cried with her mom when her friend debuted, she’s a Reveluv and ever since debut she’s attended to every concert or showcase that the group have held in Seoul.

Fans have suggested her and NCT’s JaeHyun to do a special stage for Valentines as they share birthday on this date.

Fans ofter call her LoveyDovey as a wordplay, sometimes she would name herself Yoonha or for romantization YoungHa, which stands for Dove and Lovey for her birthday on Valentines or Lovers Day.

Right after the debut there was a growing rumor about NCT’s Mark and her dating during SM rookies era, as there were pictures circulating the media.

#aespa x reader #aespa addition #aespa imagines #mark lee #mark x oc #kpop added member

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literaryoongi · 1 year

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Not strong enough

Snippet. Words: 263 Genre: Angst, angst, angst. And there’s love. “The world is ending but I prefer to end up with you”.

The Last of Us Universe! Mark Lee.

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The boy held you closer while tears escaped from your eyes. The pain in your leg was bad, but knowing the time together with him is coming to an end, was far worse. Your hands look for his in the dark, sobs overpower your body and breathing feels impossible.

“Shh, it’s okay, baby”, says Mark as he presses your head against his chest.

“I’m going to die, it’s not okay”, your response comes filled with anger and desperation. Salty tears wet his shirt, making the blood seem even darker.

“I’m here, I’ll always be”, his voice sounds hoarse and you cry even harder, “I’m not strong enough to be without you, so if you go, I go with you”.

You’re quick to separate from him, hands whipping the tears away from your eyes and cheeks. He looks exhausted, drops of -what seem to be blood- adorn from his temple to his neck, blood from the stalker that had attacked you just yet. No infected was supposed to be there, according to what Seulgi had said to you, they had already patrolled this part of the town.

“What are you talking about?”, you ask him, filled with fear. He grabs the gun from the floor and presses it against his temple. You freeze in your place, not even daring to breathe. “Mark… put that down”, you try to slowing take it away from him and you wince from the pain in your leg.

“If you go, I go”, he repeats and you bite your lip to stop a whimper from coming out. “I mean it”.

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I just finished watching The Last of Us and daMN, I just can see this guy in that universe. This is just a snippet from what I’m writing. I don’t know when I’ll post it, but I will!

xx.

#mark lee #mark x oc #the last of us #nct x oc #nct scenarios #nct fanfiction #lee minhyung #mark lee angst #snippet #nct 127 #nct dream #mark lee scenarios

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kpopandbookschild · 5 months

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Fanfic idea #8

ok so its been a while.

and yes, i have another fic in the works

but hear me out

hunger games au

with nct dream

so, rough story line, takes place either when the original hunger games do (74-75) or during the 99th and 100th games. y/n won the hunger games years before, as a twelve year old, she's strong and mildly scary... and i feel like "The Nightmare of the Hunger Games" has a nice ring to it, but lemme know what you think.

anyways, she's the distirct twelve mentor and the dreamies are tributes (i'll put districts at the bottom)

the 74th/99th games go by and the boys pull a katniss-peeta situation and wind up winning together.

and then along comes the 100th/75th games. now this is why i was thinking 100th games, because of course it's going to be the victors playing in the games, and of course all 8 of them (dream and y/n) are going to be reaped, so we need some bad tributes who go all murdery on them, but then we need to have some that are a part of the rebellion.

so why not make the 100th games a special edition? a combo of all three previous quarter quells :) thats a marvelous idea

and so for the 75th, the victors are reaped. the 50th, double the tributes, two boys and two girls from each district (which proves to be a problem, since 12 only has two boys and one girl (Mark, Taeyong, and y/n (yes taeyong is from twelve, i want him there, so there he is))). and for the 25th, an election held to vote for the tributes. volunteers still accepted, of course.

and then the rest of the story, 13 and what not.

now for the districts tributes. this will include their districts, ages at the reaping of the 99th games (so everyone ages 1 year for the 100th) and the games they won. jsyk, the hunger games take place in july, so ages are based around that :)

Jeno - district 1. age 17. 99th

Renjun - district 2. age 17. 99th

Chenle - district 3. age 15. 99th

Haechan - district 4. age 17. 99th

Jisung - district 7. age 15. 99th

Jaemin - district 11. age 16. 99th

Mark - district 12. age 17. 99th

y/n - district 12. age 16. 95th

Taeyong - district 12. age 21. 93rd

other members can be included as mentors, tributes, stylists, escorts, rebellion members, friends from districts, whatever, if you wish.

if anyone has any ideas on what the other members should be, please comment and let me know

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officialbryana · 10 months

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Hiiiii☺️!! I’m writing a new ambw fan fiction about NCT Mark and a black woman, so here’s my Wattpad account if your interested:

@-swixus (here’s the link: Addicted To You)

And it’s called Addicted To You

Thank youuu💚🫶🏾!!

FYI: New chapters every other Friday :)

#mark lee smut #mark lee #nct mark #kpop fanfic #wattpad #nct #k pop idol #mark lee ambw #ambw fic #mark x oc

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sweetestofchaos · 1 year

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Trust Me Masterlist | M.T | S.MG

⍆ summary: Going to South Korea in your father's place was no mistake. He wanted more power and he sent his strongest player to win the game. Why he thought you would play by the rules is beyond you, for you wanted to step out of his shadow. You know what they say, right? Out with the old and in with the new!

⍆ pairing: gang member!mark x demon heiress!reader x gang member!mingi

⍆ genre: fluff | gang au | smut | strangers to lovers

⍆ rating: 21+

⍆ cwc: 0

⍆ a/n: banner made by the talented @outromoni and it was apart of The Born to Sin Collab that has been called off. It was hosed by my girl @babecoups

⍆ a/n 2: story will be posted on ao3 only

⍆ a/n 3: mingi’s character is based on @minisugakoobies headcanon

✞ ride or die ✞ i’ll do anything ✞ take control

#trust me #soc mark #soc mingi #demon au #gang au #mark x oc #mingi x oc #mark x oc x mingi #trust me masterlist #got7 mark #ateez mingi

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kpopandmusicpassion · 1 year

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Hybrids were in power where Briar was living. The hybrids protect her and certain people that didn't hurt hybrids. In fact, a few hybrids knew her personally because she helped them escape or at least get to the shelter her best friend owned that had very tight security to protect the hybrids that lived there.

She was actually the only one on the Gold list which the hybrids made for those few trustworthy humans who are to protected at all times especially since some of the more cruel humans are still loose and they may harm the protected humans as they think they are traitors to their fellow humans.

Briar was actually friends with the hybrid mafia that ruled her city, Neo Culture better known as NCT. She helped their leader, Taeyong, a rare breed since he was a dragon hybrid. She found him beaten near her house and even though he was growling at her and being aggressive she took him to her house and nurses him back to health. A few days later a lion hybrid, wolf hybrid, and leopard hybrid were trying to break into her house. She just watched them struggle for a moment before approaching them and unlocking the door. They started at her in disbelief as she gestures for them to go in when they finally enter her home she shut the door.

"You're not hurt?" The wolf asked confused.

"Nope. My growling didn't even stop Briar." Taeyong said in amusement.

"I will say it again Taeyong nothing short of death would have kept me from bringing you here and helping you! Even if you set my clothes on fire!" They heard her yelling from upstairs. The dragon just chuckled. She walked down with her hair up, skinny jeans, and a Hybrids Rule! shirt with a picture of a snake, tiger, panther, bunny, and squirrel hybrid on it.

"What do you want to eat, Tae? And ask your friends if they're staying!" She shouted from the kitchen.

That's how she met Taeyong, dragon hybrid, Mark, lion hybrid. Jaemin, leopard hybrid. And Renjun, the wolf hybrid. Taeyong adopted her as his little sister so she was at NCT's home a lot. She even had her own room there! Taeyong was making her move into the NCT mansion today after a lot of arguing she finally agreed because she loved Taeyong like a brother.

Plus he and the boys were already a mafia when she met them. Though they basically lived with her a month for Taeyong to completely heal and to patch up whichever other NCT member showed up injured. That's how she met the rest of NCT. Since hearing about her they started going to her for help. She knew whenever a hurt hybrid showed up at her door it was one of Taeyong's members so she would always usher them inside to take care of whatever injury they had.

They always reported to Taeyong and since a few of the members got hurt for something stupid and it could have been avoided she would smack them in the back of the head. "Don't be so stupid next time!" They'd always look ashamed while Taeyong would just watch with an amused smirk.

She isn't very shy around NCT and the hybrids she helped before they took power from the humans. She actually watched as some of the hybrids treated their "owners" how they were treated. She actually laughed as she saw this. "Serves you right. If you can't treat a hybrid right you can't treat a human right either. This is long overdue!"

She even helped them take over. As she was on her way to the NCT mansion she was cut off by someone she hoped to never see again.

"Mr.Carls." She whispered the nearby hybrids noticing her scent reeked of fear. Luckily, Mark and Lucas were nearby.

"Well if it isn't the hybrids' little slut. What was my cock not good enough anymore?" He sneered as she backed away making his way towards her.

"That never should have happened. I am not a toy! They had no right to sell me to you like I'm some prostitute!" She said shakily. He was the previous leader the person Taeyong took his position from. He had her cornered.

"Don't act like you didn't like the way I fucked you." His hand reached up to touch her but he was quickly pulled away by a very pissed off lion. The coyote hybrid grabbed Briar and got her away from there.

"Who are you? One of the hybrids that fuck the little slut?" Carls demanded. With the other two Lucas was holding Briar as she sobbed and trembled violently. Mark knocked him out.

"Come on, Lucas. We're taking her home. He's going to the "Play" Room. Me and Taeyong have unfinished business with this trash." He said as he gave the man to Lucas and picked Briar up. She snuggled into him her sobs and trembling calming down as he pulled her to his chest. He rumbled soothingly scenting her and lulling her to sleep.

* * *. * * *. * * *. * * * * * *. * * *

"He said what?" Taeyong asked scarily calm. Mark had layed Briar in his bed and had Ten and Jeno cuddling her. They were close friends of hers. She did seem to get pretty shy around Mark. He's liked her since they met. He hasn't made a move cause she has been bothered by other hybrids and anything intimate at least romantically scares her. She doesn't mind cuddling with the guys but that's about it. Except for Taeyong and his mates since she sees all of them as her big brothers. They love her as if she has always been with them as if she really was their baby sister.

"We're going to get them, Taeyong. Nobody messes with my mate." Mark growled.

"Do you plan on making her your mate soon?"

"As soon her parents and that asshole are dead. Do you think she'd want to see what happens to her parents?"

"With her you can never tell. I say we go ask if she wants to see what we do to those who hurt our own."

* * *. * * *. * * *. * * *. * * *

"You plan on finding my parents and show them and Mr.Carls what happens with they mess with the NCT pack?" Briar looked shocked.

"Exactly." Taeyong said.

"We wanted to know if you wanted to help or just watch." Mark replied.

"Watch them get tortured? Definitely." She had a dark glint in her eyes telling them she will probably help fuck them up.

"Well why not start with Carls right now?" Taeyong smirked. Mark and Briar looked at Taeyong.

"Sounds like fun." Briar replied.

They walked down to the "Play" Room.

"Well if it isn't the hybrids' slut again. Come to your senses and want me to fuck you again?" He snickers.

She went up to him and stabbed him with a screwdriver making him let out a blood curdling scream.

The guys looked over towards the play table where the "toys" were. They didn't even see her grab the screwdriver which impressed them.

"It's nice having Taeyong as the mayor. Cause he's fair. He actually punishes people like you. Don't you find it funny? You try to paint the hybrids as monsters when humans are the real monsters." She says before walking away. "I've always wanted to see how NCT tortures filth like him. What's the first thing you guys do?"

#hybrid!mark #lion!Mark #NCT #hybrid!NCT #Mark x OC #mature #mafia hybrids #hybrids take over city

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queenie-the-court-jester · 30 days

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yandere bunny hybrid x reader

A/n: the Intro was rushed because I got too excited to write the smut. Not proofread 🌺

Tw: noncon turns to dubcon, androgynous breeding kink, little dirty talk, he's a horny bastard. Mommy kink but it can be applied to any gender. Slapping body parts, he has a minor lactation kink. Mdni please!

★you met the little furball while you were out on a evening walk. It was the middle of winter and being cooped up inside the house all day was starting to get a little claustrophobic

★you didn't notice him at first since he blended in with the snow. Stopping mid-walk when you heard a weak little whine coming from behind you. Slowly turning around, you saw a pair of red eyes staring at you from beneath the snow

★approaching them slowly, you could finally see him more clearly. Milky white skin turning a light blue due to hypothermia. He didn't have the strength to run when you picked him up. Patting his head, you headed back home.

★giving him a warm bath and setting him next to the fireplace, you slowly nursed him back to health. He was very reluctant at first, but your touch was too comforting to pull away from. He hasn't felt this safe since he was just a baby bun! He stayed with you nearly the entire winter

★midway he starts to get himself familiar with your home, peeking under furniture and into rooms, he seemed to understand you when you'd ask him questions in English

"what's your name little fella?"

"cotton.."

★eventually you had to let him go back into the wild, just a month before spring arrived. He was reluctant but with enough convincing he finally left. Looking back at you from the forest edge, watching you wave goodbye with that beautiful smile he loves

❣️cotton who goes into heat early because he can't stop thinking of you. Burrying himself in his burrow, humping the air. Nothing is as soft as you and your bed. Nothing can make him feel as safe as your touch does

❣️he shoos any females who wish to mate away. Claiming he already has a mate. Oh he wished you'd come into the forest looking for him, to take care of him again as he fills your tight little hole up with his cum

❣️he spends most of his time shamelessly masturbating to the thought of you. His entire heat cycle has been on loop since he left, so finally gathering the balls he heads back to your cottage. Watching you from a distance, lazily stroking his already sensitive cock.

★just minding your business, you don't notice the certain bunny hybrid approaching slowly. You don't have much time to react before a familiar mop of white hair tackles you to the ground. Desperately humping your clothed sex as he whines and grunts.

"cotton!? What the hell are you doing!?"

"hah- nhg need.. mate.. pretty mate.. need to breed! Ohh!"

★you tried pushing him off, but when did he get so strong!? Pining your arms down and ripping your clothes off, wasting no time in lapping at your genitals. Eating you out like a starved man, sucking and nipping your inner thighs until he's sure you're nice and lubed up

★he carefully pressed the tip in, but he doesn't last long as he slowly sinks deeper into your gummy walls. Letting go of your arms and roughly grabbing your hips, which were sure to bruise later, brutally fucking your brains out. Slapping your chest and privates as he grinds his cock deeper

★he keeps going even after he's ripped multiple orgasms out of you. The pleasure slowly chipping off your resistance. Leaving you a blubbering moaning mess under the bunny. A pool of his cum under where your sexes kept meeting.

★it doesn't matter what gender you are, he's determined to breed you until you're swelling with his children. He couldn't wait to suck and bite your chest once it was swollen with milk!

"gonna be so pretty- mph! So pretty, all swollen 'n fat with my babies.. gonna be a good mate, right? G-gonna give me lots of 'em right? Oh ohhh! Cumming again! 'Yer squeezing all my cum out! Mommy!!"

★let's just say that you should get use to your new roommate husband, because now there's no way of getting rid of him. Ever.

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ncityprincess · 1 year

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about me

hi! you can call me np 👑🤎

-✨nct 127 (and occasionally other members) writer, over 25 y/o, INTP, black girl luxury enthusiast

-✨i do take fic requests, however i write when i have the inspiration to/when I feel like it, so no promises that they will all be written but i will certainly try. my inbox is always open to chat/offer headcannons and what not♥️

-✨some of my favorite things: cats, fashion, shopping, going to new restaurants, traveling, cooking, pink 💗💄🎀, dating, makeup

-✨tips are always much appreciated! I write as a hobby, but feel free to show some love to my tip jar if you really like my writing 🤗💝

mlist:

*disclaimer*

i do not put warnings on my writing most of the time because i don’t think it’s necessary. don’t like it? don’t read it 👍🏾

do not repost any of my work. if you want to translate it please message me for permission.

minors do not interact!

jaehyun:

anything for you princess

The peeping jae

sweet like candie

how jaehyun is in bed

What do you say, my dear?

what do you say my, my dear: the ultimatum (part 2)

pick up the phone, baby

how jaehyun is as a boyfriend

johnny:

My favorite girls

Hazel’s birthday wish (part 2 of my favorite girls)

What he’s like in bed

the peeping jae

uh oh! (part 3 to the dad johnny series)

drunken cuddles (part 4 of dad johnny series)

bold.

Nighttime routine

how he would be as a boyfriend

The one before the big ‘three-oh’

taeyong:

how he is in bed

how taeyong would be as a boyfriend

And don’t you forget it

yuta:

how he is in bed

How he is as a boyfriend

one last present

mark:

bad

doyoung:

how he would be as a boyfriend

How he would be in bed 🆕

after party

Ten:

how he would be in bed

Jungwoo:

Distraction 🆕

extras/storyline context:

johnny & oc’s kids’ names

nct mirror sex squad

Dirty talkers

spit kink gang

Jaehyun sugar daddy imagine

no threesomes squad

soft jaehyun moment

possessive johnny

Amused johnny

sex positions 127 would be into

pleasure dom/overstimulation doyoung

jaehyun random thought #1

Johnny random thought #1

NCT 127 and their types as Pinterest photos:

Jaehyun

Doyoung

Yuta 🆕

Jungwoo 🆕

Mark 🆕

Johnny🆕

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everything-fine-n-peachy · 1 year

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Popcorn on the Roof (Mark au)

Popcorn on the roof - the sound of rain, particularly when it’s heavy on a tin roof.

The Post Grad Series Warning: Low Pressure Area

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Pairing: Mark x oc Genre: fluffy angst Warnings: none Word count: 1.5k Song: Obvious Bicycle by Vampire Weekend TLDR: Mark grapples with an existential crisis On days like this when the sky was clear and the breeze was just right, one should seize the moment and enjoy it while it lasts. But on days like this, Mark still liked to pack an umbrella. You can never really be too complacent, he thought.

“Mark, you’re zoning out again.” Mackenzie poked at his cheek when he got that glassy look for the second time on their date if you could even call it a date.

They sat on a bench just outside the city on a particularly slow weekend. The local fair would be in full swing, drawing crowds to the pier and away from their little park at least for a few more hours.

Mark scratched the back of his neck and gave her a sheepish smile, “Sorry. Gosh, you don’t deserve to be on such a boring date.”

“Don’t be a sad boy Mark, it doesn’t suit you.”

It was incredible to him that Mackenzie even allowed him to take her out after last week. Not after he told her about a particularly attractive offer of a music production master class with a paid internship abroad that would begin in the next month.

“We don’t need to talk about it if you don’t want to, but all I’m saying is you shouldn’t have to pretend like you’re fine when you’re not. Don’t even do it because we’re on a date.”

“I don’t even have anything planned,” he sulked.

“We can just be here, we don’t need something elaborate.”

“I don’t deserve you,” he said with a sigh Mackenzie clicked her lips at his statement. “Again, we don’t like sad boys here.”

Mark couldn’t help but giggle, the first time for that day. He was fully aware that he and Mackenzie weren’t exactly about to go steady but was it such a crime to want to be here long enough until they actually were? To want something just for the sake of his own joy for once?

All his life Mark knew exactly who he needed to be. A good son to his parents, a responsible friend, a helpful classmate, a diligent student, and a role model that everyone could lean on.

This is who I am, he’d tell himself. It felt good to meet people’s expectations.

But who he wanted to be was a question that he often opted to push aside. It interfered with the character he was already so good at playing. There were days when he couldn’t even differentiate between who he actually was and who everyone else wanted him to be. It was best to just survive now and think later.

On some days, he felt like he needed to dip his flesh and bones in molten gold just to deserve that spot on everyone’s pedestal. Even amongst friends the need to seamlessly be funny without being too careless, be cool without breaking too many rules, and be a good little church boy without sounding too naïve, all of that was suffocating.

Surprisingly even music, which Mark loved dearly, become a prison for him. Everybody had an opinion on what he should achieve by a certain age or where he should send demos next. Suddenly just the music wasn’t enough.

So he found himself back where he began, in his bedroom with a guitar. But If anyone had asked Mark Lee how his life had been in the past three months, he’d for sure answer that it was the happiest he’d been in a long time. Really, there was only one reason for that.

To Mackenzie, Mark was only Mark. And for the life of him, he couldn’t remember a time when he could just be exactly that; himself.

There was no need to act or to contort himself into painful angles just to please anyone. He could be goofy and she’d laugh. He could go on for hours about his crazy theories about life and she’d listen. He could be completely silent and she’d sit there with him just like they were now.

“You know, I’m so glad I didn’t become a priest?”

“Because then if you were, you’d actually be bitchless forever?”

The breeze carried Mark’s laughter all the way to the next street, the sound bouncing around as if looking for the right place to perch. It was otherworldly in the sense that Mark couldn’t be further from jovial at this point.

“You know what? We’re all a mess so don’t pretend you’re not. If you’re confused, then be confused.” She turned to face him making sure to emphasize her next point.

“I’ve been ghosted and led on in this lifetime, but what I shall never be is pitied. So don’t stay if you’re going to say it’s because of…” Mackenzie trailed off, “you know, for whatever this is.”

He looked at Mackenzie and he could almost feel the moisture in his eyes turn into tears. Mark smiled fondly and grabbed her hand, opting to stare up at the sky.

“I’ve always done right by everybody. I guess I just feel like… like I don’t know what I want anymore.”

Mackenzie instinctively squeezed back whenever she felt Mark fiddling with her hand. Despite the straight face, her chest was heavy, and her throat felt dry. What else was there to say?

“You love music. If this is a one time chance, wouldn’t you regret not taking it?” She asked.

“I-”

Just as Mark was about to respond, the rain started falling in large droplets. They fell heavily on the stone path and soon enough it was a full-on shower. Mark could hardly believe his shitty luck. Like wherever he was, the clouds seemed to follow him anyway, even with the clearest skies.

“Jesus, it can’t get any worse than this,” he mumbled, grabbing the umbrella from his backpack. He pulled Mackenzie closer to him, making sure to shield her from the cold. When they finally reached the shelter, they were both exhausted and dripping despite the umbrella.

“Isn’t it appropriate,” Mackenzie snorted.

Mark was bewildered, only able to muster a frown.

“Doesn’t this give you Deja vu? When you first asked me out three months ago, we were also running through the rain, now we’re… here.”

His feet moved on their own. One in front of the other until he could envelop Mackenzie in the tightest embrace. He didn’t have enough words to explain how much he wanted to stay. He wasn’t even sure of what he wanted to say. So they end up huddled together at the bus stop, the sound of rain filling the silence.

When the bus arrived 10 minutes later, they wordlessly collapsed on their seats, relieved to be away from the cold. Mark’s gaze stayed trained on the window, the rain relentless. Mackenzie’s head rests on Mark’s shoulder. He assumed she’d be asleep after such an ordeal.

Did he regret stalling before finally telling Mackenzie about the news? He wasn’t sure. But it wasn’t like he’d have the guts to. Not when he was having the best time of his life; seeing the same city but with a fresh set of eyes.

Mark smiled to himself recalling fond memories of late nights on the couch with his guitar while Mackenzie peacefully dozed off, long walks to cafes he’d never heard of before, tissues and revelations when they both managed to get a little too drunk, even that very first morning he mistakenly ended up in front of Mackenzie’s apartment. For someone supposedly lost then, it was ironic to feel like he was finally home.

He snuggled closer to Mackenzie, putting a kiss on the top of her head. Was it too much of a stretch to say that it wasn’t about wanting to leave but more about not physically being able to will himself to do so anymore?

What do I want to be?

At first, Mark wanted to be successful in a field he loved. He’d given his heart and soul to get where he was, but even then something was missing. It wasn’t like he wasn’t passionate anymore. He would be lying if he said that the chance to work with artists equally as dedicated as he was didn’t allure him at all, of course, he still wanted that.

But Mark also wanted to be happy.

As he looked down at Mackenzie tucked under his arm, blissfully unaware of the storm he was cooking up in his head, he realized that right there was the joy he’d been looking for. Right in his arms. As it turned out, joy wasn’t something searched for outside of himself. Rather, something elicited from the inner depths of the soul by a force strong enough to make you realize, you were always enough, to begin with.

Mark couldn't fathom how to part from all of these new things dear to his heart. So he held on tighter, at least, for the rest of the ride home.

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finallydelight · 2 years

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The Dream Show | Ming Chapter

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August 9, 2022

''Hey, we're doing two shows in September, I just wanted to ask you if you would like to go?'' Mark sounded nervous over the phone, the words coming shakily out of his mouth.

Ming laughed. ''I would love to, what are the dates?'' She felt flattered by the fact that he wanted her to go see his group performing.

''The 8th and 9th, I know you're on tour and everything, so if it doesn't work out I compl-''

''The 9th is possible for me, Minhyung.'' She interrupted his nervous rambling, getting the boy out of his misery. The lack of reaction on the other side of the phone worried her. ''Minhyung?''

''Yeah, I'm still here,'' he quickly responded, ''that's great, really great, uhm, I'll reserve a ticket for you then.'' He said and despite not being able to see him, she could just hear the smile on his face.

''Thanks for the invitation.'' Ming told him, a smile forming on her own face. ''No, no. I have to thank you for wanting to come, it means a lot to me.'' Mark thanked her, the shyness overtaking him. He couldn't find the right words to tell her how much it actually means to him that she would come and see their show.

The remaining phone call didn't last long due to the time difference between the two. Ming was in Vancouver for their Be The Sun Tour, while Mark remained in Seoul.

September 9, 2022

''What do you mean you don't have tickets?''

Jun had frantically called Ming up, explaining he and Minghao might not be able to come to the concert with her.

''Chenle forgot about it and now we might not be able to go, in case there are no reserve tickets left.'' He explained to her, feeling a bit disappointed by the situation. Ming sighed at his words. ''I can't go on my own, that's a headline waiting to happen.'' She told Jun, frustratedly.

''I'm sorry, Ming-ah. I'll let you know if he ends up getting us some tickets.'' Jun said, feeling bad for her knowing she was looking forward to the show and seeing Mark. ''Okay, thanks.'' They bid goodbye to each other and hung up the phone.

''What was that all about?'' Soomin asked, who had patiently waited for her best friend to be done with her conversation.

Ming shrugged her shoulders, along with another big sigh. ''One of the Dream members forgot to reserve tickets for Jun and Myungho and now they might not be able to go. Which means that I might not be able to go.'' She gave a fast recap of their phone call

''Oh, that sucks. I hope they still have some tickets left for them.'' Soomin sympathised with Ming, rubbing her best friend's back.

A sad smile graced the Seventeen's member's face. ''Me too,'' Ming's sad smile suddenly turned into an exciting one, ''you know, if they don't end up getting tickets, we could go do karaoke tonight?'' She suggested, raising her eyebrow.

''I would love to, Yer, but I have a date with Woo and I really can't cancel.'' Woo, his full name Hyunwoo, was Soomin's long term boyfriend of three years. Ming really envied their relationship, Soomin and Hyunwoo always seemed to just get through all the hardships that they got thrown their way.

''I see how it is, dumping me for your boyfriend, I see.'' Ming said to Soomin, dramatically placing her hand on her heart. Soomin slapped her hand away. ''Oh, you drama queen, didn't you cancel on me last month, because you had a date with your boyfriend?'' Soomin retorted in a joking manner.

''He's not my boyfriend and my mind seems to have forgotten that.'' Ming got up from the couch at the mention of the Canadian guy.

Soomin makes an 'Ooh' sound. ''Alright, he's not your boyfriend, not yet.'' She smirked at Ming, absolutely loving teasing her best friend.

''How about the uncles? Have they come around with the whole idea of you dating again?'' The 'uncles' Soomin referred to are Cheol, Jeonghan, Shua and Mingyu, because the first three are the oldest and Ming has been calling Mingyu her uncle for a few years now.

Ming rolled her eyes at the mention of the four members. ''They're so fucking annoying, they need to drop that overprotective dad agenda or I'm gonna kill them.'' They weren't happy with the fact that Ming was going to the concert, the only comforting factor being that Jun and Minghao were going to be there.

''I get that they don't want you to get hurt, cause that bitch Jihyun deserves jail for what she did to you. But it's like they're preventing you from living life to the fullest,'' Soomin had gotten up as well now, wrapping an arm around Ming's waist, ''you know, if I were you, I would just ignore everything they are saying and just do whatever you want.'' A smirk creeping on Soomin's face again.

Ming furrowed her eyebrows. ''I can't just not listen to them, they're my family.'' She argued, feeling uncomfortable with lying to her members again.

''It's your life, Yerim! It's not like you're committing a crime, you're getting to know a nice guy who, from what I've heard, seems to be absolutely obsessed with you! You can't let that oppurtunity pass!'' Soomin exclaimed, wanting her message to come across that Ming needs to do what she wants to do.

''I know, I know! It's my life, so if I want to go and date someone, I should do that.'' She wasn't necessarily talking to Soomin, it was like she was talking to herself or more trying to convince herself. Soomin hugged her upon hearing her words. ''Yes! That's the spirit!''

Ming felt her phone vibrate in her pocket and checked her notification.

SVT Hui Hui: Chenle got us the tickets, will pick you up at Soomin's place! 😸

She let out a sigh of relief. ''They got the tickets!'' Ming exclaimed, doing a slight jump.

''Awesome, now you can go see your loverboy!''

''He's not my loverboy!''

''Stop doing that,'' Minghao grabs her hand, so she would stop biting her nails, ''why are you even nervous?'' He asks her, confused as they had met up numerous times.

''I don't know, his members are there and I've never like properly talked to them.'' Ming explains, looking at anything but her members.

They were making their way towards the backstage of the stadium, to talk and catch up with the NCT Dream members. A staff member of SM had gotten them from their seats to guide them around the stadium.

''Are you worried they won't like you or something? Because Chenle and Renjun think you're cool.'' Jun says, trying to ease her nerves.

She looks up at him. ''I don't know, I just don't want to say anything wrong.''

''You're not gonna say anything wrong, Yerim,'' Minghao puts his arm around her shoulder, ''and Mark is there, so don't worry about anything.'' He assures her.

She takes a deep breath but nods, deep down she knew she didn't have anything to worry about, but she couldn't help it. She knows how important the Dreamies are to Mark, she doesn't want to screw anything up.

''WEN JUNHUI!''

The three Seventeen members flinch at the sudden call of Jun's name. As they looked in front of them they were met with a running Chenle approaching them, closely followed by Renjun. Chenle jumped in Jun's arms as Renjun hugged Minghao, leaving Ming standing awkwardly in between them.

As she takes her eyes off the hugging pairs, she sees the entire reason why she was even there approaching them from afar. Mark gives her a soft smile and a little wave once he sees her notice him.

Ming starts walking towards him, wanting to get away from the four loud men next to her and also not being able to wait until he makes it to them.

The closer she gets, she notices Mark opening his arms a bit and giving her a questioning look, as if to ask her if they can hug. She replies by opening her arms and the two youngsters fall in each other's embrace. Her arms around his neck, while his are secured around her waist.

''I fucking missed you.'' He whispers, only for her to hear.

Mark hadn't realised how much he had missed seeing her and being with her, until he saw her walking in with Jun and Minghao. It had been a little over a month since he last saw her, when they went to Han River together. Not much time had passed and somehow, she looked even more beautiful in his eyes.

She didn't expect him to just blurt the words out like that, making a red tint appear on her face. ''I missed you too.'' She tells him back, meaning it just as much as he does.

They part away from each other, but Mark's hand stays on her shoulder, needing some kind of contact with her.

''Did you enjoy the show?'' The soft way in which he was talking to her, makes her feel all giddy inside. She nods her head, smiling up at him. ''I did, it was amazing. You guys worked really and it showed.'' Ming complimented the group, knowing it's nice to have your hard work acknowledged.

'That makes me happy, I got kinda emotional though, during 'My Youth', I don't know if you saw.'' That last bit was kind of a lie, he knew exactly where she was seated and he felt a little embarrassed that she had seen him so vulnerable.

She rubs his arms at his words. ''I saw, you almost made me cry,'' she laughs, ''but it's good to sometimes get your emotions out like that and the song is beautiful, so that didn't really stop the waterworks from falling either.'' Ming sensed Mark felt a bit uneasy about getting teary-eyed on the stage, she didn't want him to feel bad about showing his emotions on stage.

Mark's hand slowly moved from her shoulder, down her arm to her hand. ''I'm really happy you're here, you know,'' she could feel his thumb softly rubbing her hand, ''it was really nice being able to see your face in the crowd, kinda gave me a safe feeling.''

She didn't know where all his confidence was suddenly coming from, but she couldn't complain. She figured it was the emotions of the concert that were still going through his body that caused him to be more open with her.

A chance to reply wasn't there as the four Chinese men had made their way towards them. ''Mark Lee!'' Jun was really feeling himself tonight, not shy to be loud. ''Hey, guys.'' Mark greeted Jun and Minghao, giving them a hand and patting their backs.

''Mark, can you believe this guy,'' Jun points at Chenle, ''forgot to get us tickets? A month ago he asked me if we were interested in going and we said yes. And just today he suddenly tells me he forgot to get us tickets, can you believe it?'' Jun complains to Mark, while Chenle just stands there laughing at him. ''Are you still laughing?'' Jun groans at Chenle.

''Chenle, how can you forgot to get them tickets?'' Mark asks his younger member, surprised he would just forget something like that after inviting them himself.

Chenle stops laughing before answering. ''Hyung, we were busy! I just forgot about reserving them tickets!'' He defended his actions.

''Mark didn't forget to reserve Yerim's ticket!'' Jun argued, pointing at the two of them. Chenle scoffed at his words. ''That's totally different!''

''How is that different?'' Jun asks him, not seeing how there was any difference.

''Because I'm not in love wi-''

''Alright, that's enough!'' Mark put his hand on Chenle's mouth to stop him from finishing that sentence. ''Just apologise for forgetting their tickets and making them stressed out about it.'' He told the second youngest, awkwardly laughing while doing it.

Mark's eyes unconsciously went to Ming, wanting to see her reaction to Chenle's words, but her face didn't give much away. That didn't make him worry any less, to be honest.

Chenle apologised and the four of them got back to whatever they were talking about in Mandarin.

''Sorry about that.'' Mark apologises, scratching his neck. Chenle really needs to learn how to shut his mouth, the Dream leader thought to himself.

Ming smiles at him, finding his awkward stance absolutely adorable. ''It's okay, Chenle seems like a fun guy.''

''He's fun until you spent 6 years with him in a group, then it's less fun.'' Mark jokes, giving Chenle a not so subtle glare.

His eyes went back to the girl in front of him. ''How was the tour? You're not too tired, right?'' He asks her, realising she just got back from an entire month touring.

She smiles at the slight concern in his voice. ''I'm alright, don't worry! It was really great, it had been a long time since we went to North America. But I am really happy to be back in Korea, though.'' She answers him,

''That's awesome, I hope you liked Vancouver.'' Mark shyly smiles at the mention of his hometown. ''Vancouver was awesome,'' Ming laughs, ''the street food was amazing, thanks for recommending going Down Town.'' She thanks him.

''No problem, I'm glad you had a great time.'' The genuine excitement on Mark's face makes her flustered. He really has no idea how endearing he looks in her eyes right now.

The sudden grab of her wrist bought her out of her trance. ''Hey… about what Chenle said,'' Mark starts off, ''uh, you know, I don't, uh… wow, this is not easy.'' He nervously laughs, not being able to form the right words.

''Minhyung, it's okay. I know he was just joking, you don't have to worry about it.'' Was she telling Mark not to worry about it or was she telling herself not to worry about it? She didn't know, probably a mix of the two.

His smile faltered at her words. ''Oh, uh, yeah, okay good.'' Mark could hit himself in the head right now. Why did I have to bring up Chenle's words? She didn't even think he was serious, am I that bad at showing her that I like her? Mark's mind was in chaos.

''Yerim-ah, we need to go, our car's waiting outside.'' Minghao joins them, giving Ming a weird look once he senses the atmosphere between the two.

Ming looks from Minghao to Mark. ''Oh, uhm, thanks for inviting me, Minhyung.'' Yeah, she really wanted to crawl into a hole. ''Thanks for coming, all of you.'' He refers to the two other Seventeen members.

''We really enjoyed it.'' Minghao tells him, squeezing Mark's shoulder.

''Goodnight, Minhyung.'' Ming gives him a small wave and Marks wishes her the same.

After some more goodbyes to the other Dreamies, the three Seventeen members made their way towards the car where one of their managers was waiting for them. Jun climbed in at the front, while Minghao and Ming took the back seats.

''That was really fun.'' Jun says, looking back at the two members. Minghao nods, agreeing. ''Yeah, and I think the lovebird next to me enjoyed herself as well.'' He teases Ming.

''Oh, shut up.''

Jun and Hao weren't blind to her obvious mood shift, it confused them. ''You okay?'' Minghao asks her, in a low voice.

Ming looks at him but immediately looks away, her hands being very interesting all of a sudden. ''I'm fine, the concert was nice.'' She answers him.

Hao glances at Jun, who has a concerned look on his face. ''Is this about what Chenle said earl-''

''Chenle was just joking, why would anyone be upset about that?'' She interrupted Jun, who seemed surprised at her words. Minghao gives him a look that tells him to drop the subject.

The two Chinese men started talking about various things, not mentioning anything about the concert, Chenle or Mark. Meanwhile, Ming stares out the window, deep in her thoughts.

She wondered why she truly felt upset about Mark agreeing with her when she said Chenle was joking. Why did she feel sad knowing he wasn't in love with her? She wasn't in love with Mark either. Does she like him? Yes. Does she like him a lot? Yes. But love him? She shook her head at her own thoughts. It doesn't matter if what she's feeling is love, Mark doesn't feel it anyway.

The vibration of her phone takes her out of her own mind.

Healing Yeonjun: You owe me dinner for my birthday when I get back in Seoul 😚

Not Yerim: All of a sudden I owe you food?

Healing Yeonjun: Nah, just want an excuse to hang out, we should celebrate when I’m back !

A little distraction couldn't hurt.

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KISSES WITH NCT DREAM

pairings: nct dream × fem! reader

genre: fluff

warnings: mentions of giving hickeys (for jeno) + reader is implied to have long(ish) hair + use of pet names

notes: a little different to usual but i want to post more often and I love reading these little headcanons! although I do need to switch it up from all the fluff 🫠

MARK-cozy morning kisses:

mark loves lazy mornings, holding you by the waist to make sure you don't have a chance to escape the warmth of the duvet you're all wrapped up in. sure your hair's a little messy but mark loves the domesticity of waking up next to you. you'll make every attempt to make your way out of the confines of your shared double bed but mark ultimately wins, shutting you up with a kiss when he feels like you're talking too much

"mark baby, please I have work" mark could not care less— really, they should've made it illegal to work weekends

"you have a boyfriend too" he'd tuck the hair falling from your ponytail behind your ear and you're a sucker for the way he'd let his palm rest over your cheek as he pulls you into his chest underneath the covers

"markie, I'll get fired" you know you'd lost the battle the second mark let his eyes land on your lips, the ones that were still shining from the left over lip mask you'd applied the night before, but you still try to bolt out of the covers as fast as you can, undoubtedly you'll get pulled back in by mark just a few seconds later

"don't run from me baby" he's all pouty, you know its all just a facade to get a couple extra minutes in bed with you but saying no to mark just wasn't one of your capabilities

when you finally sigh in defeat,

"just 5 minutes" with a roll of your eyes, he's peppering sweet kisses all over your face, placing a couple pecks on your lips too

"I'll take 5 minutes"

best believe he'll take a lot more than just 5

RENJUN-stupid adorable smiley kisses:

kisses with renjun start out ever so gentle, a quick touch of your lips before he's checking to see your reaction. doesn't matter how long you've been dating, renjun still gives you butterflies every damn time, and he's the same with you, all giddy and kicking his feet, so you both start out so smiley against each other's lips, soft and sweet. on occasion renjun likes to go for deep, more meaningful passionate kisses, and the second you see his starry eyes staring up at you, grin formed into a soft smile, you know his hand is going to reach for your jaw and his lips are going to move rushed against yours

there's a sparkle in his eyes, a glint that tells you renjun won't stop at a few pecks— naturally you don't mind at all

"my love?" he coos, looking up at you, taking in your features as though he's trying to commit every detail of your pretty face to memory, your moles, the shape of your lips and your sparkling eyes, he would memorise it all in that very moment

you swear he looks at you as though you've painted the sky and hung the stars, and every time you catch yourself wondering what you've done to be lucky enough to deserve him

"I love you" as those words slip so effortlessly out of his lips, he'll guide you with a hand against the back of your head to meet his lips again, with more urgency this time

"I love you too" you'd breathe out, an oppurtunity you'd never miss

JENO-neck kisses

jeno loves your lips, kisses, pecks, full on make out sessions— he doesn't mind. but every time he finds your hair tied back and your neck on display he sees it as the perfect chance to show that you're absolutely not single, very much taken in fact. jeno finds joy in carving his initials into your neck or leaving small, unintentional patterns behind sucking and gently biting at the warm skin on your neck. the kisses eventually trail their way up across the bone of your jaw, his hands tugging at the ends of your hair as he twirls it between his fingers. jeno wants it all, quick kisses will do if you're out and about but the second you're home, kissing is at least a 20 minute task.

when you're out, be it hanging out with friends or running errands together, especially in the summer, when you like to tie your hair back a lot more frequently, jeno finds himself going absolutely feral, he's like a child begging his mother to go home

your back is against the wall the second you step through the door, jeno's lips impatiently capturing yours. he's a literal animal, he'll devour any lipstick you're wearing like it was never even there, before his kisses land on your collarbone.

"knew what you were doing when you tied your hair up baby hmm?" jeno likes to think you do it on purpose, to mess with him just a little, admittedly you do, but if you could be honest it had been solely unintentional this time

"come on jeno" your hands land on his chest, almost avoiding the hungry search of his lips for the skin of your neck "didn't know you were so needy"

you like to tease him, his cute agitated kisses becoming a little more intense at your words

equally jeno finds no shame in just how crazy he is for you

"needy for you baby, only you"

something about his urgency mixed with his loyalty forces you to forget about the hickeys you'll spend hours covering up over the next few weeks

HAECHAN- tip of your nose kisses:

haechan loves a makeout session as much as the next person, and despite his forward and bold attitude, sometimes the hard-core kisses just aren't what he's looking for. his favourite solution? kissing the tip of your nose, he likes booping your nose here and there as it is, but in his softest moments, where you find his eyes staring your way in pure awe, haechan's eyes travel to the tip of your nose immediately. it doesn't take long for his lips to follow— a tentative kiss to make sure you're in the mood to be absolutely bombarded with his love

forehead kisses are a close second, and eventually haechan gives in to delicate tender kisses on your lips, his fingers interlaced with yours

"have I ever told you I love you?" kisses with haechan are playful, so you can always tell he's in the mood when that adorable toothy grin shines it's way at you

"multiple times hyuck, every day actually" you'd respond, so giggly that he swears he's falling in love with you all over again, he's not sure if it's possible quite frankly, considering he thinks the same thought everyday

"that's what you deserve baby, I love you" he'd waddle his way over to you on the sofa, that smirk on his face that tells you everything you need to know— the kiss lands perfectly in the centre of your nose, your face soon hidden away in your hands

"don't get shy on me now baby, you know what I wanna hear" he's already trying to get another look at your pretty eyes and when he successfully gets your hands to slide down your face, places a chaste kiss to your forehead

"I love you too hyuck"

"can't hear you buttercup, you're gonna have to show me that pretty face so I can lip read" he's a little too proud of his words, and when you do let your hands down, his lips are all over yours

JAEMIN-lip gloss kisses:

jaemin is a sucker for those shiny, perfect glossy lips of yours, he's a sucker for you full stop, but your lips are practically a superpower.

now jaemin hates strawberries but that pretty pink lip gloss of yours with a little shimmer and that strawberry scent is his absolute favourite, he swears it makes your eyes pop 10x more it's perfect— you're perfect

he loves showering you with affection, be it hugs or kisses, holding your hand or whispering sweet nothings into your ear, jaemin treats you like an absolute princess and when his princess is all dressed up and so absolutely gorgeous, he can't help but ask for one thing for himself. not that jaemin doesn't love seeing you lounging around casually, he thinks you look gorgeous all the time, but seeing the confidence that oozes from your being when you're ready for a big event has his stomach doing backflips

his arms wrap around your waist quicker than you can twist the tube of your lip gloss shut— really there was no point going through your extensive lip combo routine because you should've known jaemin would eat it all up

"my sweet sweet girl, do you think I could have a kiss?" jaemin likes to get extra affectionate in these moments, clinging to you with a smile that reaches his eyes, just to make sure there's no way you can say no

"but nana my lip gloss" you're always trying to make excuses, really it was just because lip products were starting to get expensive, but you don't mind blowing more money on them if it meant you'd have a love like jaemin

"hmm, I'll buy more for you, just give me a kiss pretty please?"

you only make one more attempt at stalling, you know better that you're not winning this battle

"but nana it'll get all over you"

he shrugs, so unbothered you swear you hear your heartbeat ring in your ears

"I like it like that"

jaemin loves the way you tenderly hold his face before you seal his lips in a kiss, when you pull away his lips are glittery and pink just like yours, but his smile seems to have grown ten fold

"you look so pretty nana, my princess" he nods

"your princess, all yours" before locking your lips against his once again

CHENLE-spiderman kisses:

chenle loves the movie, chenle loves you, to him it just made sense and the spiderman kiss has easily become his favourite way to greet you as he walked through the door.

most days chenle would find you seated on the couch, finishing up a project for work when he'd get home, his hand would wrap under your chin and slightly over your neck with ease, lips locking with yours momentarily

"I missed you" he'd whisper, every time as he pulled away from you, placing his things down to a side and slipping into the empty space beside you. his arm would find its rightful place resting over your shoulder before his lips would brush over yours again

"I missed you too"

the both of you would bask in the warm intimacy of the moment, something between you, only for you, that the both of you would secretly look forward to day in and day out

to chenle that was enough, that daily welcome home kiss was practically routine and it was a routine he'd grown used to, practically to the point where when he'd walk in and you weren't working away at a desk or on the sofa, anywhere he could easily guide your head backwards and press his lips to yours, the rest of his day would be ruined

dramatic, would be the best way to describe a kiss deprived chenle

JISUNG-hand kisses:

to jisung kisses are one of the truest levels of intimacy, they come with philosophical and ethical discussions and debates, prophesies of where the universe might be heading in ten years or why you shouldn't take things in life for granted

jisung liked to think, and he appreciated being able to share and discuss his thoughts with you, to him that seemed like one of the purest forms of love, being unashamed to share even the most wild and crazy theories with each other

he admired your passion, the way you'd get lost between your own thoughts, in your own world as you explained a concept to him, one of the many reasons jisung loved you, and in those moments a press of his lips to the knuckles of your hand, already intertwined with his, seemed perfect, like the cherry on top

"I think it's crazy how we don't realise so much of what goes on around us" you're sharing one of those moments of yours again, when you feel like you'd noticed something that made a big impact on your point of view in life and jisung can't help but let that gummy smile flash over his lips, his thumb rubbing up and down the outer surface of your hand

it's beautiful to him, how your legs are laying over his and how you rest your head against his chest and his fingers rake through your hair while you find yourselves in this moment, for a second jisung stops listening, or at least attentively so, trying to take in this fleeting moment of what he thought was the most important part of loving someone

"sung, you seem out of it?" you'd ask the question so concerned, despite a little guilt that he hadn't been able to listen to you, jisung would smile softly and shake his head

"just thinking about how lucky I am to have you"

and his hand would lift yours, quickly pressing a feathery kiss to your knuckles

"I love you" he'd say, a phrase he didn't say often, scared it would lose its meaning, but one he'd say just enough that you'd known how much you meant to him

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