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gyeomsweetgyeom · 2 months

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[4:02 pm]

"Nobody would ever believe me," you whispered to yourself as you looked down at Renjun and carded your fingers through his silky hair.

He hummed, eyes blinking slowly in comfort and pleasure, “huh?”

“Nothing honey, just the show,” you reply nonchalantly, though your eyes are locked on your sleepy boyfriend on your lap. You raise your phone just out of his sight and snap a picture. It was a cute memory, but it could also be used for blackmail knowing your boyfriend.

This was a very, very rare occurrence. Renjun willingly being affectionate, seeking out your affection, and while the sun was out. Usually, Renjun was a bit like a huffy, mean toddler when you tried you get affection from him. He puffed out his cheeks and pushed your hands away, only wanting affection when he was ready for it. It was something you’d gotten used to in your relationship. He wasn’t overly affectionate, which was fine, not everyone was. This just made it all the more special when he did go out of his way to initiate affection with you.

Usually, this would happen when he was sick, had been gone for a while, or, like now, was tired. He had snuck up onto your lap, gently laid his head in your lap, curled up, and pulled your hand to his hair. It was cute.

However, it was now unfortunate that a sense one boredom was sinking in and the tv remote was on the opposite end of the couch. You tried reaching to no avail. You leaned over as far as you could without disturbing Renjun and still couldn’t reach. What were you going to do?

His eyes were fully closed with soft breaths escaping him. He looked so peaceful. You reached for a throw pillow and as carefully as you could you lifted his head and slid the pillow under. He whined quietly, shifting to get comfortable before calming down. You got the remote and stretched your legs. While you were up, why not move around?

You walked to your room to change into pajamas, you had just changed when a pouty Renjun walked into the room and threw his arms around your waist. “You left me,” he whined tiredly.

“I wanted to get comfortable,” you reply. You go to move forward and find that Renjun shuffles forward with you.

You take another step and he moved with you again, “are you going to let go?”

You can feel him shake his head against your back where his cheek is pressed to your sweater, “it’s your punishment for leaving me alone.”

And really it was your own fault for thinking someone as stubborn as Renjun wouldn’t follow through with this pettiness. You walked to the kitchen with Renjun stuck to your back, he moved with you at every bend of the waist, reaching on the tips of your toes, and lean against the cabinet doors.

“Can you hurry up?” He huffed as you munched on some chips while staring into the fridge.

“You can go lay down, I’ll be right there,” you offer instead.

“Or you can pick something from the fridge and take it with you while we both go to the couch, come on,” he urges.

“But I can’t decide if I want strawberries or grapes. And I really haven’t drank enough water today but the lemonade is calling my name,” you ponder aloud.

Renjun half groans, half whines, his arms tightening around your waist. “Get the strawberries and lemonade and let’s go! Please.”

You laugh, following his directions before shuffling back to the couch. Renjun watches you get comfortable before laying down on top of you, his previous sleepiness gone for the moment as he opens his mouth with an “ahh” for a bite of strawberry.

You lean down, peppering his cheeks with affectionately aggressive kisses, “you’re so cute Renjun!”

He groans out loudly, moving his head away, but does nothing else to stop your affection, Stop it!”

“My little clingy baby! Tell me you love me.”

He scowls, his cheeks red with embarrassment, “who says I do?”

You scoff, “how about you whining and clinging to me like a baby koala?”

He huffs, eyes locked on the screen for a second of silence before he finally replies, “delete the picture you took and I’ll tell you.”

Your jaw drops as you gasp, “how did you know I even took a picture? I won’t show anyone, I promise!”

He raises his eyebrows, giving you a skeptical look from the corner of his eyes, “pinky promise?”

You interlock your pinkies, “with a cherry on top.”

“Fine… I love you, I guess,” he sighs out in faux annoyance.

You smile brightly, pressing another series of kisses to his cheeks, “I knew it!”

He turns his body fully, giving you a questioning look, “you’re not even going to say it back?”

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yongislong · 1 year

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ideal types + dreamies.

genre: fluff? haha

note: ty anon! i hope this is what you meant! this is just my opinion btw i don't know what these mfs like, i tried not to do body types or anything like that bc... ya lol. lmk if anything comes across as harmful! not proofread...

mark... would probably want someone who is just very chill in general. an ambivert for sure. someone very genuine, personable and freindly. someone who can go with the flow but is also so naturally funny. he laughs at everything so that shouldn't be too hard LMAO. loves people who have good music taste. LOOVE a street style type of person. dancer maybe?? someone who he can spend alone time with and fully drop any act he feels he needs to put up. someone who makes him feel safe and comforted. i don't think height matters to him since i think he's pretty secure with himself! likes someone with a loud laugh hehe. someone poc probably. prefers longer hair but will hype you up no matter what you look like because he genuinely finds you perfect. someone who hypes him up as well

renjun... someone artsy for sure! probably someone softer and a more... calming? aura? if he can sit in silence with you and still feel fulfilled i think that's perfect for him. someone shorter maybe? likes full cheeks. doesn't really matter what style for him tbh, he has a pretty dark academia style so if you're similar that cool but if you can change the way he dresses and have him explore new things, he is so down for that. someone who supports him and comforts him when he's having a hard week/month/etc. someone who likes cafes and museums. likes unique features. bubbly personality but also someone who is silently observant. a sucker for intelligent ppl

jeno... hmm... someone cool for sure. likes darker styles i feel like? but also likes it when you dress in lighter colors and stuff as well! doesn't matter what length your hair is, but likes pixie cuts tbh. i feel like he likes more quirky people since he can be a bit serious sometimes. shy boy/excited cute partner trope for sure. someone more assertive. nice smile so you can both be known as the cute smile couple muahaha. like someone who he can go on hikes with and someone who likes nature, dogs and enjoys being more adventurous. would like someone to nurture him tbh, like not baby him but... can take care of him and make him feel loved and relaxed. likes to feel wanted and manly most of the time though. giving very wattpad bad boy whos also a sweetheart?

haechan... someone shy probably so he can be brought back down to earth LMAO but again!!! i think as long as he clicks with someone, he won't really mind. likes to reassure his partner but also likes someone who is driven and passionate about something. would enjoy being around someone who enjoys watching movies and tv. looots of movie dates. someone in a more vintage style would be very intriguing to him. likes people out of the norm. think of chae from twice in regards to style. someone confident no matter what people say about them. likes to be able to have emotional conversations and be open about issues so someone more mature in that aspect would be appreciated. likes clingy people tbh. someone who's probably a bit more structured

jaemin... likes people who are hard to understand. likes people who dress and act however they want to. would support you no matter what LMAO. someone respectful and polite and full of love. animal lover. he pegs me as the type of person who goes for personality more than anything else, if he finds you attractive its just a plus LOL. definitely someone who's an ambivert. someone who can keep up when he's more excited/extroverted but also someone who can sit, cuddle, cook and read in silence with. definitely someone cute! especially if they seem more intimidating on the outside. he finds that juxtaposition really charming. maybe someone short but i don't think it would make or break anything. a poc lover, SLAAYY. hates try-hards or pick me's. someone who can give him confidence and vice versa

chenle... someone more emotionally mature and go with the flow. someone who is consistent. probably someone smart but not necessarily academically? like someone who is wise! life smart LOL. someone who enjoys cooking and shopping together. likes someone who is able to drive him forward if he feels stuck. someone who's really nice. like really REALLY nice. someone who can teach him good values and helps him see life through different perspectives. doesn't really care too much about style, i can't see him being with someone who is heavy heavy into fashion unless its more leaned towards street wear. just someone really cool, yknow? enjoys introverts because he likes to be able to be the only person to see you come out of your shell

jisung... short extrovert HAHA. he's pretty tall so tbh... most people are shorter than him so it doesn't really matter. but i love the trope of him being super quiet with a partner who enjoys peppering his face in kisses and bragging about him to all their friends. carefree person for sure. someone who can let him look at hard situations and help him alleviate his anxiety and let him know everything is gonna be okay because he's trying his best. likes darker styles. i think of like 2014 tumblr when i think of him LMAOO. so yeah... maybe something like that but modernized? likes bangs. loooves people who are naturally cute. likes people who get flustered easily haha. someone who's not embarrassed to show that they love him

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jnnul · 11 months

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things he reminds me of (nct dream)

a/n: i know i was supposed to post this on friday oops 😭 i just...have so many thoughts when it comes to love and these boys are some of my greatest muses

genre: fluff/slice-of-life maybe, just love, different types of love, young dumb broke kids in love, LOVE, idk did i say they’re in love yet, tw: mentions of kissing & hickeys lol

word count: 1.4k (idk either man)

MARK

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that moment when you realize how much someone truly loves you

guitars that have so many stickers, you can barely see the wood

buying a new fuzzy blanket

the little scratch of stubble when you kiss

laughing when his glasses poke you in the forehead

falling asleep with your legs on top of his on the couch

massaging his head when he’s had a long day

oversized sweatshirts to avoid the paparazzi when he’s coming over

long facetime calls even though it’s three in the morning in his time

voice messages instead of texts bc he wants to hear your voice

hearing your voice in a song

turning your little doodles into the cover of his next solo

whispers about the future that dissolve into the hot summer sky as he looks at you with eyes filled with hope

musky cologne that reminds you of the forest after it rains

the color gray

love.

RENJUN

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never letting you open the door yourself

succulents for every anniversary until you have a forest in the living room

brushing his lips over your forehead before he leaves for work

having a faceless picture of you and him as his background

buying you a necklace with his initials and a matching bracelet with yours

always, always, always feeding you because he’s scared you won’t eat if he’s not there

teaching you mandarin and kissing you every time you get a word right

filming a ‘day in my life’ vlog every couple weeks that you rewatch on your anniversary to see how you’ve grown

sunset lamps that don’t work the way he thought they would

painting together in absolute silence

having a french window with billowing curtains and a bench that the two of you sit on

adopting a dog together only to find out that the dog is a demon

fighting for the remote but he lets you win every time

rubbing your shoulders when you’re stressed

forgetting why you were so stressed when you look at him working so serenely

love.

JENO

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the thunder that rolls in ten seconds after lightning that shakes the high-rise apartment

quiet cups of coffee as the two of you wait for the rest of the world to wake up

words of endearment that are saved only for the most intimate moments

the wracking shoulders when he tries not to cry because he doesn’t want to burden you

the soft comfort in sleeping in his arms

the feeling of all of his worry melting away when you reach for him, even in your sleep, and look for his love

the color red that stains your white dress when you and jeno get wine drunk

waiting for the other to come home to them

home-cooked meals that are a little too hot so he has to blow on it

fights that turn into whispered i love you’s because he can’t stay away from you for too long

listening to the same song, even when you’re hundreds of miles apart

opening all the jars for you, even if you say you can do it yourself

watching a show together and hoping for different pairings

mature conversations about investing in the future

meeting his family a little too quickly - but it’s okay bc they love you

love.

HAECHAN

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quirked eyebrows as you vehemently counter his argument about ice cream

making you sit on his lap as he games until ungodly hours to feel your warmth

kissing the nape of his neck bc you love the way he melts in your arms

dropping the cake on his birthday, only for him to eat it anyway so you wouldn’t feel bad

secret getaway trips that you have to beg and plead the company for

telling him how much you love him and seeing his eyes well up

feeling his heart swell with pride when you come home with a new accomplishment

only saying i love you when he really means it - but he says it every morning

gently explaining to you why you should love yourself the way he loves you

green accents everywhere bc you think it’s vibrant

calling him a loser affectionately

looking at him like he put the stars in the sky

the deep rumble of his chest when you’re curled into him

the way he hums when he thinks you’re not listening but you are

being able to calm you down within 30 seconds no matter what

love.

JAEMIN

gif credits: @jaemtens (thank u for doing the lord’s work)

letting him play with your hair until it looks ridiculous

making peach cobbler but you accidentally added too much sugar

waking him up with a mug of fresh coffee and so much affection

letting him pull you into a dark corner to press a soft kiss to your lips

him tugging a blanket over you as you fall asleep waiting for him

carrying you from the kitchen counter to the sofa, insisting that he was going to cook for you tonight

letting him buy you pink accessories bc he says you look soft

getting the silent treatment from him when he’s mad but he can never stay mad for too long

promising him that you’re never going to leave him when he’s scared about your relationship getting discovered

surprising him backstage at an overseas concert

seeing his eyes light up when you walk into the room, no matter how long it’s been since you started dating

feeling the hard planes under his shirt when you bandage his back after a long dance practice

texting you at insane hours to sneak over to his place and order takeout

frowning when he sees you wear revealing clothes only to say, “you wear whatever you want, baby. i can fight.”

he can’t fight but he tries to seem tough for you anyway bc that’s what he thinks you want. you don’t. all you want is him.

love.

CHENLE

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oversized jerseys which all say ‘curry’ on them somewhere

buying him presents only to find out that he already has it

seeing him cry when you tell him about your deep and personal secrets bc he’s never felt so much pain for someone else before

convincing you to get matching tattoos but both of you pussy out

renting out an entire arcade to go on a date

not letting him rent out an entire arcade bc wtf who does that chenle

always celebrating your anniversaries in a lowkey, private, and humble way

going 50/50 on everything in the relationship even if chenle would rather die than make you pay

playing rock, paper, scissors to decide how to split the chores. for. everything.

playing cards against humanity except the two of you are just looking for the craziest combinations

brightly colored scrunchies for his hair, not yours

stealing the blankets bc you run cold and he runs hot

wearing sweatshirts to colleges that neither of you attend

sober advice bc he doesn’t understand why you get stressed sometimes

knowing that you compliment each other, rather than complete each other

love.

JISUNG

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thinking he’s rizzing you up but it just looks rlly silly

asking you what-if questions at ungodly hours and then leaving you on read

do not disturb until he dies. and then he comes back with a pinterest reaction meme.

feeling frustrated when he can’t tell you how much he really loves you

getting confused between love, lust, and like but knowing that he feels so incredibly safe and warm with you

fighting his instincts to run every time he realizes how down bad he is for you

having to physically drag him out of the dance studio bc he’s going to collapse from exhaustion

not letting anyone but you touch him when he’s sick

telling you abt his dreams to become a big star

rambling about his theories abt humanity and the universe for h o u r s

not realizing that his sweatshirts are disappearing until you wear them around him

nearly having a heart attack the first time you give him a hickey (and then asking for three more)

the purple light glinting in his eyes as he rewatches his stages for mistakes

gently coaxing him to be a little less perfectionist

splitting a pizza with you and thinking it to be peak romance bc it is to you and him

love.

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cupofkofi · 2 months

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[3:45PM] "you know what's annoying with huang renjun?" you ask your friend as you were packing your stuff from school, ready to go home. "his roasts?" your friend chuckles as you role your eyes and shook your head. "no! he knows how to sing, how to dance, he can draw, he can cook, according to chenle he can sew, plus he cleans his own room-" your friend interrupted you, "i think everyone cleans their room once in a while-" but you didn't care about your friend's remark and still continued "he's close to his friends and his family-" your friend rolled their eyes. "are you done?" your friend said as you both started walking out of the classroom and towards your lockers. "he's incredibly smart and wise, outspoken- basically EVERYTHING! HE CAN DO ANYTHING!" you burst out as you two reached your respective lockers along with earning weird looks from the people around you. "he's so handsome and cute like where is the flaw?" you add up to your outburst. "so what's irritating there?" your friend questions, "he's so unrealistically perfect in everything he does but you know what's they one thing he doesn't have?" you ask which made your friend scrunch up and think. "patience?" your friend remarked causing you both to laugh but you again shook your head, "he can never be mine." your joyful smile from describing him earlier turned into a saudade smile.

ever since the day you first met renjun, he became your instant crush. you did everything just to gain your attention in the smallest and shyest way possible, not wanting to seem to eager in to getting his attention. your friend knew about it and would always tease you about your crush and you have to admit, you sometimes get jealous of your friend for having the confidence to even talk to him.

unfortunately, renjun likes someone else. you were broken down by the news that he likes someone when one of renjun's friends, chenle, was your group mate in a group project. from then on, you tried to move on from renjun but found it difficult so you tend to rant your feelings to your friend.

what you didn't know was that chenle was talking about you when he told you that renjun liked someone. unbeknownst to you, crush!renjun was listening to your rant. shocked from your confession despite not being directly spoken too.

it's only a matter of who would make the first move.

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swee7dream · 4 months

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reliance huang renjun x reader | 3.4k words

summary: for someone so insistent on self-reliance, renjun has to deal with you and your drunken escapades a lot more than expected.

genres: romance and poor attempts at comedy

trigger & content warnings: reader gets drunk and i accidentally made renjun lowkey a weirdo. sorry o7 he's still loveable tho i promise

Outside of the usual, this time it only took you two hours to spill what you had called Renjun over the phone in tears that morning. It usually takes around a week, seven heart-wrenching romcoms, and turning on the otherwise never-used essential oil diffuser your mom bought when you first moved out. This time, all you needed was alcohol.

“Stop laughing!”

“I’m not!” Renjun hides his mouth with the back of his hand, but he’s still visibly shaking as he holds onto the edge of the dark oak bar table. “I’m not laughing. I promise.”

“You are such a liar.” You glare over your glass as you take a sip of your drink.

“Okay, so maybe I’m laughing a little bit. You can’t blame me, though. How did your roommate house pigeons of all animals in your apartment for four months without you noticing? Even better, how did your landlord find out before you?”

“I don’t know, okay?! I don’t know…” Your shoulders drop when you sigh. “Is this even legal? I wasn’t the one sneaking animals into the building, it was them! Why am I being kicked out too?”

“I told you they were bad news from the beginning.” Renjun licks the corner of his lips and picks up his glass.

“I will punch you in the gut,” you reply without missing a beat. Your blinks quicken until they come to a full stop, your eyes wide open as if someone had taped your eyelids back. “I might have to move back in with my parents… No…”

“What’s wrong with your parents? They’re great.” Renjun smirks, propping his temple onto the knuckles of his unoccupied hand.

“Great to you, favorite child,” you grumble. “You’ve never had to deal with the never-ending dishwashing of that house. Plus, you know how intense my parents are.”

“Fair enough,” Renjun shrugs, looking away to make eye contact with the bartender and wordlessly asking for a refill with the shake of the melting ice cubes in his cup. “Your dad’s summer training was… rough, to say the least.”

The memories of those hell-like middle school summers still make you shiver. Your father’s voice echoes in your mind as he barks orders on landscaping at you, Renjun, and the other kids in your neighborhood.

‘Get those weeds up from the roots! If you don’t, they’ll grow back up. Ah-! What did I say? Dig into the stones and get those roots out, kid!’

‘No! I said move the large stones to the backyard. I didn’t? Well, you should’ve known what I meant!’

“He’s a green thumb,” Renjun pulls you out of your thoughts to see his glass being refilled with golden rum. “Who doesn’t love a man with a nice garden?”

You just turn and stare at him.

“Are you trying to home-wreck my parents or what? What are you kissing up for?”

“I’m sorry.” He pulls his head back, mock-offended. “It’s not my fault your dad is irresistible. Let me know if your parents are ever looking for a third.”

“Huang! Ren! Jun!” You give a punch to his arm in between each pause. “Don’t be gross.”

“Ow!” He swats your hand away, face contorting into a pout. “Ouch, that hurt.”

“Yeah right.” You roll your eyes before dropping them down to your glass. The tip of your index passes along the rim of it, watching your reflection in the little of your drink remaining.

“Thank you, by the way. Like, seriously. I just called you up and made you cancel your plans so you could listen to me complain and spout nonsense… You didn’t have to do that. But you did. That makes me really happy, so… thanks.”

When you don’t get a response, you raise your head to Renjun staring at you as if you somehow grew a pimple the size of a horse on your face. His hands are pulled close to his chest with his fingers recoiled.

“You know what? Never mind-” You begin to turn back and sigh.

“I’m joking.” He nudges you with his elbow. “Of course I would pull up for you. I didn’t have any plans tonight, but even if I did, I would’ve cancelled them in a heartbeat for you. That’s what we’re supposed to do as each other’s only friends.”

“What? Hey! Okay, no. You are not my only friend. I have other friends.”

“Your mom doesn’t count.”

“Uh, first of all, it’s not just my mom. Second of all, why would my mom not count?! Having a good relationship with your parents is something to be proud of!”

“Yes, but no. She still doesn’t count, I mean. Congrats on your everlasting bond with your mom or whatever.” Renjun’s lips press into a straight line. “Even if she did, though, that’s still only like two people. Me, your mom, who else?”

“My d-”

“If you name any other family member, I promise you I will leave you stranded here.”

You clear your throat, remembering your only chance of getting back home without freezing to death is sitting right next to you.

“Eu…gene?”

“Who?” A giant question mark can be seen over Renjun’s head.

“Oh, come on! You know Eugene. Eugene from the office! The one who memorized my coffee order? He’s super nice. I told you about him!”

“Oh.” Renjun licks his bottom teeth and looks around the bar, clearly disinterested. “Eugene. No.”

“No?”

“No.” He drops his gaze back on you. “People from work don’t count.”

“This game is so rigged.” You throw yourself on the back of your seat. “Why on earth would work friends not count?”

“Don’t call them work friends. You two are not friends,” Renjun complains, messing around with a paper napkin. “You’re more like… work acquaintances.”

“Jun-”

“No, listen to me. You hate your job. I know it, you know it, the kind gentleman behind the bar and his dog both know it.”

“I don’t hate it that much… I only complained once or twice…” you mumble, staring as your pissy friend performs an optical illusion before your eyes, folding up the flimsy paper into a swan.

“What the heck. That’s so cool. Do that with this one.” You take the napkin that was collecting the condensation of your glass and toss it on his hand.

“Ew! Gross, gross, gross. It’s wet!” He tosses it back to you, wiping the back of his hand dry with the opposite sleeve of his coat. Renjun glares at you with unintimidating eyes. “This is why you don’t have any more friends.”

“I told you I do. I have very real work friends.”

“Acquaintances.”

“Friends.”

“You think that guy is stealing funds from the company.”

“I’m all for people getting their hard-earned money.”

“Through stealing?”

“Stealing takes a lot of hard work, Jun.” You look at him as if you had any experience on the subject.

“Right, so you’re admitting you're friends with a criminal?” He raises his eyebrows at you.

Checkmate.

“Eugene and I are… acquaintances. I mean, I wouldn’t buy him a donut if I was at a café or anything.”

“Ah,” Renjun throws his head back, grinning the grin that only a showoff can have. “Acquaintances. Of course.”

“Shut up. We’re pushing thirty. Friends are overrated anyway.” You exhale deeply. “I have more important things to do than ‘hanging out’ with people. Like finding a new apartment within a month so I don’t end up on the street.”

“I thought the plan was moving back in with your parents?”

“That’s plan Z. Right before that is plan Y: committing a crime and gaining federal housing.”

“How about trying plan R before attempting anything that will get you in ‘federal housing’?” Renjun says with air quotes.

“My R?” You stare at him horrified and slam your hand down. “I knew you had a Vocaloid phase. You always denied it. Also, did you really just tell me to go k-”

“No—plan R. For Renjun. Me, I’m Renjun.” He pats his chest. “Why don’t you just come live with me?”

“Live with you…?” Renjun frowns when he sees you slowly bring your hands up to your cheeks, twisting and turning like a schoolgirl with a crush. “A man and a woman under the same roof? Junnie, you animal!”

“Don’t start.” He swats away your hand that faux-abashedly pushes against his arm. “I’m serious, you know?”

“I know.” You quickly settle yourself in your seat. “But I’m gonna have to reject that plan. Thanks though.”

He doesn’t say anything as you bite your tongue, the sly smile dropped into a frown.

“I’m not gonna be a charity case or a nightmare roommate for you, Jun. Especially after my own experience with one,” You explain, rolling your eyes and picking at your nails. “Life is self-reliance. All I needed was a little ranting session to get back on my feet, that’s all.”

“You’re not a charity case. Stop talking like that.” He frowns. “I’m not doing this because I pity you. I’m doing it because I care about you. But fine, you don’t have to say yes. Just know my offer is always on the table.”

“I love you too.” You smile.

“That’s not what I said.”

“That’s basically what you said.” Your hand slides under the bar, interlacing fingers with Renjun.

“No, it’s really not.” He gives your hand a small squeeze.

“It is! You’re basically in love with me.”

You drop your head on his shoulder cheesing; the alcohol leaving your body in the form of giggles.

“Highly doubtable.” Renjun drops his cheek on the top of your head. “Seriously, extremely, highly doubtable.”

“What? What do you mean? I’m great!” You turn your head up to scrunch your nose at him.

“I wouldn’t call a pigeon hoarder great,” He mocks your expression. “I wouldn’t call anyone who’s a messy eater, drinker, and overall human.”

“I wasn’t the one who took care of those birds, and I would really appreciate it if you never said the ‘p-word’ around me ever again.” You feel your cheek get pulled at as he wipes off crumbs from some fries you had before. “And I’m not that messy…”

“Right,” He shakes your head on his shoulder to signal you getting off. “You reek. Let’s go home.”

“Your mom reeks!”

“Okay, you are… hammered.”

Renjun drops a couple of bills on the bar and nods at the bartender in appreciation as he takes one of your arms around his neck, his other hand dropping to your waist.

“Are we dancing? We’re dancing. Like in the ballrooms and stuff.” You start swaying. “Have you ever been ballroom dancing? I’ve never been. I really want to though. It would be nice to wear one of those big quinceañera dresses.”

“We most definitely are not dancing.” Despite his struggles to keep his grip on you, Renjun succeeds in getting you both out of the bar and on the street. “Watch your step. The sidewalk is higher.”

You don’t listen and instead laugh in good inebriated fashion, feeling gravity almost successfully pull you down onto the concrete as you don’t, in fact, watch your step. A groan escapes Renjun’s tightly pressed lips, adjusting his hold on you to continue your trek across the street.

“Pigeons!” You point at the small groups of birds now flying away by your sudden burst out. “Pigeons! You stupid flying rats! I hate you! Gimme my house back!”

Blood rushes to Renjun’s face and he can feel himself begin to sweat with how hot he’s burning. Nobody else is on your same street, but he knows for a fact the people around the corner could hear your voice boom. There’s nothing he wants more than to cover your mouth and muffle the colorful curses coming out of it, but his hands are already full and just focuses on getting you in the car.

“Shut up,” He mumbles as he buckles your seat belt in the passenger seat. You throw your arms over your head and begin smacking your mouth in the most irritating of ways. “Please stop talking.”

“What…?” Your voice comes out small and dejected, bringing flimsy hands to his cheeks. “Why are you being mean to me? I thought you were on my side… You said your offer was always on the table…”

“The offer did not come with a complimentary tolerance for whatever it is you’re doing right now. Let go of me so I can close the door and the heat doesn’t get out.”

“Don’t wanna.” Your lips form an upside-down ‘U.’

“I will bite your hands off.”

“Don’t leave me, Junnie!”

Renjun chokes mid-breath as you force his head into your neck, arms tight around his own.

“I’m not leaving you, you idiot. I’m trying to get behind the wheel so I can take you to your apartment.”

His logic is sound, but a weepy drunk is an unstoppable force that breaks through the strongest of arguments with tears alone.

“You can’t go! You can’t leave me here! I don’t wanna be alone! I don’t even know whose car this is… I don’t wanna get kidnapped by an Uber driver! That’s how all the Investigation ID true crime thingies start!”

“You’re not going to get kidnapped. This is my car, stupid!”

Renjun is forced to wait several minutes until your sleepy and unreasonably strong, drunken grip loosens around his neck. When it does, he can finally get off the uncomfortable seat he has on your lap, legs hanging out the car window and into the street. He stares daggers into your open-mouthed, sleeping figure when he closes the door.

“You’re paying for my wasted heating,” He whispers.

Renjun slams the door and walks back around the car alone, stopping at a blind spot in the rearview mirror. Technically, you are asleep and your eyes are closed. However, you can’t ever be too safe.

A muted yell comes out from deep inside Renjun. His head is thrown back and held in his hands, fingers digging in between pitch-black locks of hair. The winter cold turns his hot breath into vapor right in front of his eyes but he doesn’t stop to watch, making both of his hands come together to stretch his face. The echo of his hands clapping on his cheeks left the burning, awakening sensation he needed to get back in the car.

With the rumbling of the engine humming underneath you two, Renjun grips the wheel and looks out the windshield as if a hit-and-run was on his itinerary for tonight, his left leg bouncing whenever the car stops at a red light.

Unlike you right now, Renjun thinks, he’s not stupid. Renjun is not a boy going through puberty anymore. He knows what these feelings coursing through his body are. He knows that you calling him every time you have a bad day means he’s going to clear his schedule to watch the world’s worst films with you. Believe him, he is well aware of the fact that normal best friends don’t cuddle during movies or hold hands under tables.

They don’t buckle and unbuckle each other in their seats when drunk or carry each other up to their rooms. Normal best friends don’t have keys to each other's apartments or toothbrushes in each other’s bathrooms. Best friends don’t tuck each other into bed on a regular basis.

You two do, though.

And so, Renjun’s face is unreadable as he stands right next to your bed, his legs touching your bedframe. He looms over you like a death-baring gargoyle and you a blissfully ignorant snoozer. His fingers gently brush away the hair on your face while also keeping a tight jaw and furrowed eyebrows that bring a very Renjun-like balance to the otherwise romantic situation.

He moves his hand to hover over your nose, his mind screaming at him the idea to plug your nose until your grandfather-esque snores come to a cease. Until your lips come to a close and your bright eyes search for him in the darkness so you can slap his arm and he feels tingles all over his body from all the tangible and intangible little things you do.

You moan and groan as you wake, struck by a sudden headache that makes you feel every single blood vessel pumping through your brain. You’re thankful when you feel the pillow under your head, the sensation so strong you’re sure you would have fallen to your knees if you had been walking.

“I’m dying…”

“You’re not dying.”

“Jun?”

“It’s just a headache. From your irresponsible drinking tendencies.”

“Why are you in my room?”

“‘Why are you in my room?’ Take a wild guess why and shut up. Take this.” His mockery is harsh but you hear him get on his knees on the internationally-hated itchy carpet of your room to help you sit up straight. Despite the darkness, you see the outline of a glass being handed to you and feel a small pill drop into your other hand.

“You’re such a creep,” you try saying, speaking muffled by the pill on your tongue and later water. “You were watching me sleep? Freak.”

“Oh, you’re right. My bad. Let me just leave you to suffer the consequences of your own actions next time.”

“No!” You’ve had enough consequences lately. “Sorry. I love you. Thanks for the medicine. Thank you, thank you, thank you.”

Renjun pushes your forehead back from his green sweater. You have this bad habit of glomping on him whenever you want to get your way. You always have him cursing at himself on the way home because most times you succeed.

“You mean it?”

“Uh-huh! Yeah, I mean it! You’re the best best friend ever!” you whisper-yell, not wanting your headache to stick any more needles in your head. “Thank you for not dumping me on the street.”

“Even though I should’ve.”

“Even though you should’ve,” you repeat, letting go and throwing yourself back on your bed. “Thank you, thank you, thank you…”

And in the middle of the night, the clock in the hallway ticking its way to one in the morning, Renjun decides to take the leap.

“I love you too.” He whispers, after a few minutes of silence.

“And yes, in that way,” he adds. “Let’s not go around in circles, please. I love you romantically the same way I know you love me romantically. I’ve known you since you were seven. I can read you like a book.

“I know you have this whole ego thing that won’t let you accept… this until you have your own place again because ‘life is self-reliance’ and ‘dependence is cringe’ or whatever so don’t feel stressed or anything like that.

“I’ll wait. I’ve been waiting. I’m actually a patient man, even if I don’t act like it. You know how I am, I won’t try to pull anything to rush you into a decision. I’ll just keep doing us the way we’ve been doing us since the start, okay? No pushing, no rushing, no pressure.”

Renjun ends his monologue with the groan of a hundred-year-old beast as he stands up, back aching as if he aged forty years in one night.

“I know you can hear me, by the way. You suck at pretending to be asleep. Good night.”

You hear the door creaking and see the light of the living room sneak in and out through your closed lids as the door clicks shut once more.

Heart in your throat, blood rushes in violent thumps up to your face and turns your breathing heavy. Your fingers crinkle the sheets in your grip as you bring them over your head. They come up and down again once you feel your body growing too hot for them. Your roommate’s creepy-crawly cat clock out in the hallway keeps ticking and you smell a soft hint of pigeon poop in the air.

Your best friend just confessed to you in your pigeon-infested apartment at one in the morning. It truly doesn’t get much more romantic than this.

a/n: THIS FIC TOOK SO LONG FOR WHAT. anyway shout out to glomp. has to be one of my favorite non-words. i'm going on a trip next week and won't be able to write/post so that's why this fic is a little longer than the usual! i realize i keep cycling through the same three tropes so i'm hoping the change of scenery will give me new ideas...

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rainyjeno · 1 year

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[11:52pm]

warnings: adult themes and content, non edited.

Your eyes wandered over to your boyfriend as he pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose, you smiled slightly before leaning over to kiss his cheek. “Babe… pay attention to me.” You whined as your kisses trailed over his bare shoulder, your fingers dancing over his chest. “Just one more chapter baby.” He’d respond with a soft kiss on your head before turning back to his book he was buried in. You smiled against his skin feeling the heat under your lips before resuming your kisses.. “hmm one more chapter and then you’re all mine?” You batted your eyelashes up at him as you trailed your fingers up his thigh. You felt him tense under your touch, his breath catching in his throat as he glanced at you.

“Keep teasing and i’ll have no choice but to deny you more.” He spoke. His voice was stern as his eyes scanned the words in his book, franticly trying to finish the chapter. You pouted before you straddled him slowly, taking the book from his hands setting it on the table next to you. Your hands cupping his cheeks as you kissed him. Fingers pulling his glasses off, he let his fingers slip over your bare thighs that hugged his waist, hands cupping your ass grinding you into him as he deepened the kiss, resulting in a moan escaping your lips. “Such a needy baby…” he mumbled against your lips, his hands running up the sweater you’d stolen from him days prior.

tags ; @neochan @peachjaem00

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markiemelon · 11 months

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kiss it better

pure fluff ! no warnings ♡ bf!renjun x gn!reader

random rj drabble ƪ(˘⌣˘)ʃ

—{7:07pm} ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

as much as you adored your boyfriend, renjun, he was a bit of a klutz… your so called ‘dates’ were practically babysitting. thank goodness he has you by his side, otherwise, he might set something on fire.

it was sunday night. it’s typical for you to invite renjun to your apartment so you can keep him from doing anything too stupid. you sat on your bed as you watched renjun sit at the desk in front of you, typing away at an essay due tomorrow. you admired how his pretty hands moved across the keys to make clicks and clacks. the rhythm almost lulled you to sleep, but of course, renjun, who might as well be your child, had something to say.

“done!” the boy said while closing the laptop that gleamed in front of him, darkening the room ever so slightly.

“yay. good job.” you yawned and rubbed your eyes simultaneously.

“now i just need to print it.” he jumped out of his chair. “do you have paper?”

“yes.” you gestured over to your dresser. “it’s in that drawer.”

renjun waltzed over to open the drawer and reached in to grab a sheet of paper.

“ow ow ow” renjun suddenly exclaimed.

“what, what?!” you ran over to the boy.

“paper cut.” he cried over-dramatically.

you slouched a little in relief after remembering that renjun is just a drama queen, and it’s not actually the end of the world.

“yn,” he tried to pout while holding in his laughter, “it really hurts.”

“knock it off renjun.” you scoffed and turned around to walk back to the bed until renjun grabbed your shoulder and pulled you into his chest.

“kiss it better.” he said while pulling you closer.

“renjun. you’re way too old.” you tried to squirm away from his embrace.

“ynnnnnn” he whined. “ow ow owwwwwwww it really hurts.” he tugged on your arm.

you rolled your eyes before picking up his hand and placing a gentle kiss onto the teeniest tiniest cut on his pinky. “there. feel better now?”

“almost.” he replied, now pointing to his cheek, “it hurts here too.”

and so you kissed his cheek softly.

“and here.” this time pointing to his other cheek. then his nose. then his forehead. then his lips. the next thing you know, you’re kissing renjun all over the place.

“there.” you patted his cheeks. “all better now.” turning back to your bed, renjun pulls you in again.

“wait.” he whisperd. “bandaid.”

you slapped his shoulder playfully. “it’s not even bleeding! you can barely see it—”

“owwwwwww” you were cut off by renjun’s whining.

“fine. I’ll go get one.” you brought back a bandaid and wrapped it around renjun’s pinky, placing it over the invisible wound.

“now draw a smiley face on the bandaid.” renjun made yet another request.

you reached for a marker and traced over the surface of the bandage.

“ow that hurts.” he let out a very unnecessary whimper.

“you and i both know that didn’t hurt.” you said.

renjun looked to you and smiled. “it did! so can you at least do one more thing?”

“what, renjun.”

the boy looked down to his hand, and held out his bandaged finger in front of you.

“can you kiss it better?”

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thx for reading! pls send requests ! ＾＾

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saturnznct · 1 year

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your daughter gets her period | hrj

➸ request from anon; heyy I know you arent talking requests, but if you ever get the time... could you do a fic where jinghua gets her period for the first time? Like her mom had already told her about what periods were, but only renjun is around when she gets them. Please take care and i love your works <3

➸ note; thank u anon for requesting! i hope you like this <3

baobei - treasure

➸ word count; 1316 words

➸ jinghua; aged 12

➸ warning(s); periods, blood

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‘You understand, baby?’

‘I think so,’ Jinghua, aged nine, mumbles, staring intently at the leaflet that she’d brought home from school.

‘It’s okay if you’re nervous or if you have any questions,’ you see her look of discomfit and uneasiness.

‘Wha… what should I do when it happens?’ she looks up at you, eyebrows furrowed.

‘If you’re at school, let your teacher know, but if you’re at home, come find me and I’ll make sure you’re all cleaned up and sorted, okay? It’s nothing to be embarrassed about.’

‘Okay, mum/mom. Thank you.’

‘You’re welcome, sweetheart. Let’s forget about it for now, okay?’

Three years later, Jinghua’s still waiting for it to come. A few of her friends have had theirs already, all excited and smug when revealing they had finally become a woman.

You were away for the weekend with friends when it happened to Jinghua. It was your first weekend away in so long, with Renjun watching over your teenage children.

‘Dad,’ Jinghua appears at the door to Renjun’s office, where he’s drawing away on his iPad.

He looks up, locking his iPad, ‘hi Hua, are you alright?’

It had taken Jinghua a lot of will to approach her father. Once she’d noticed the blood, and managed to process her situation, she’d spent several minutes pacing in the bathroom, trying to muster the courage to go to Renjun.

‘Um,’ she can’t bring herself to make eye contact, ‘I don’t know what to do.’

‘Okay,’ Renjun moves from the chair to the couch, patting the space beside him.

‘Oh, I probably shouldn’t sit..’

‘What’s the matter, sweetheart?’

‘I-I would talk to mum/mom, but she’s not here,’ Jinghua starts, fidgeting with her fingers obsessively, ‘so I’m sorry..’

‘Don’t worry, you can talk to me about anything sweetie,’ Renjun reaches a hand out to still her hands.

‘Um, I think… I think I got my period.’

Renjun freezes for a few moments, and he tries his best to pretend like his entire life didn’t just flash before his eyes.

‘Okay..’ Renjun doesn’t even know what to ask, ‘do you know what to do?’

‘I don’t know what to do about the blood,’ she murmurs, ‘and.. I feel a little sick.’

‘You’re okay, I’m going to help you,’ Renjun stands up, mind running at a million miles an hour while he thinks of all the things he’s done to help you over the years.

Jinghua sits awkwardly on the edge of the bathtub while Renjun rifles through the bathroom cabinets, finally locating the baby wipes.

‘Can you clean yourself off with these?’

‘Yeah, I think so,’ Jinghua takes the packet, ‘but I need some pads.’

‘I know, Hua, I’ll go and have a look in your mum/mom’s drawers, okay?’

Renjun walks into your bedroom swiftly, wrenching open your underwear drawer and pulling out a tampon box.

‘Hua, your mum/mom only has these?’

Jinghua’s eyes widen dramatically at the sight of tampax box.

‘I don’t.. I don’t know how to use those.. and I don’t- I don’t think I want to,’ she stammers, tears springing to her eyes.

‘O-okay sweetheart,’ his mind races, ‘um, will you be ok if you hang on a few minutes while I run to the shop? I’ll buy you some pads and some chocolate and then I’ll make you up a hot water bottle.’

‘Please…’

‘Have a bath Hua, and when you get out I’ll be back, and we can sort you out, is that alright?’

Renjun’s heart aches at how shaken his little girl looks. She rubs her arm nervously, nodding her head, ‘okay, I will. Please don’t be long.’

‘I won’t, baobei,’ he holds her head while he kisses her forehead, an act that usually makes the girl cringe, but one that she welcomed today, ‘I’ll be as quick as I can.’

Renjun hurries over to the car, finding you in his contact list as quick as humanly possible and clicking the call button.

‘Hello Jun?’ You answer, ‘is everything okay?’

‘Not really,’ Renjun throws himself into the car, starting up the engine.

‘What’s the matter?’ you begin to worry, ‘do you need me to come home?’

‘I don’t think so, but, I don’t know what to do, Jinghua, she’s… she’s not my little girl anymore..’

‘Jun, what are you talking about? Are you sure everything’s okay?’

‘Oh, I should probably should have waited for her to tell you herself, but I just need advice, Jinghua just started her period.’

Your eyes widen, ‘really? Of course this happens while I’m away… is she alright?’

‘She’s a bit mortified that she’s had to tell me I think, I left her running a bath and I’m on my way to the store but I don’t have a clue what I should buy for her,’ Renjun pleads with you, ‘please help me.’

You laugh, amused at how out of his depth your husband sounds, ‘okay, just stay on the phone and I’ll tell you what pads to buy, and what else you’ll need.’

‘I’m just pulling into the store,’ Renjun parks up, speed walking inside.

‘Okay, so the pads, there should be two different kinds, one for normal and ones for nighttime.’

‘Yeah, I see those, but they all have different numbers on, how the hell do I know which ones-‘

‘Jun, it’s okay, those are just the sizes. Get her a two in the normal ones and three for the nighttime, get her a couple of each, those should last her the next two months or so.’

‘Okay, so the purple packet with the two on, and the dark blue packet with the three on,’ Renjun confirms aloud, throwing them into his basket, ‘ok, I’ve got them, what can I get her to make her feel better?’

‘Have a look around and see if you can find painkillers for period pain, they’l probably be in a pink box, with ibuprofen written somewhere on it.’

‘I think I got it,’ Renjun adds them to the basket.

‘Alright, now get her a couple of face-masks and quite a bit of chocolate,’ you add, ‘those will make her feel better.’

‘I think I have everything,’ Renjun heads to the self-checkout, ‘do I need to help her with the pads?’

’She should know how to use them, I showed her a while ago. Just make sure she has a heating pad for her stomach. Let her lay down for a while. Just please don’t make a huge fuss. Don’t tell the boys.’

‘Of course not,’ Renjun scans his card, ‘right, I’m heading back now, she asked me to be as quick as possible.’

‘Okay Junnie, look after her for me. I’ll pretend like I didn’t know.’

‘I promise I will,’ Renjun smiles softly, ‘thank you for this. I love you, I’ll see you in a couple of days.’

‘I love you too Renjun, I’ll talk to you later on.’

‘Bye, sweetheart,’ Renjun hangs up, hurrying back home to his other girl, thankful that the store is close to your home.

Jinghua is still soaking in the bath when Renjun returns. Renjun knocks softly on the bathroom door, letting her know of his arrival, before placing the contents of the shopping bag on her bed.

Jinghua comes down the stairs around a quarter of an hour later, hair damp and in a fresh set of pyjamas, clutching the bag of chocolates in her hand.

‘All sorted?’

‘Yeah,’ she nods quietly, still holding herself as though she’s embarrassed, ‘thank you, daddy.’

‘Please tell me if you need anything else,’ Renjun grabbed her hand, squeezing it lightly, ‘or if your hot water bottle goes cold.’

Jinghua smiles lightly, ‘I will.’

‘Love you, baobei,’ he kisses the side of her head, ‘I’m so glad you felt like you could come to me.’

‘Of course, dad,’ Jinghua pops a chocolate button in her mouth, before offering one to her father, ‘you’re the best.’

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donghyuckdarling · 4 months

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[2:34 pm] Your feet dangle off the pier, the sky a bright clear blue. Next to you, Renjun clears his throat, politely asking for your attention. Once your eyes meet him, he looks away, his cheeks growing pink. Before you can ask him if he's okay, his hand takes yours, and his other hand brushes a strand of hair from your face, cupping your cheek. Despite the nervous flush on Renjun's face, he looks at you tenderly, 'Will you be my girlfriend?'

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jammingjaem · 7 months

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first kiss with dreamies <3

ᓚᘏᗢ first kiss with nct dream

thank you for req this!! i had fun making it :> i’m so sorry for not posting for a while, i was rotting in bed and couldn’t get myself to do anything guyz💔💔 but i hope you allll enjoyyy

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dawn-in-neocity · 10 months

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driving with nct dream

(this is slightly self indulgent bc i recently got my driver’s license)

mark

passenger princess! takes his position on aux very seriously, he has a specific playlist for driving with you. lowkey gets sassy about anyone moving his seat lmao. pays for all your drive thru trips since you don’t let him pay for gas. loves it when you take him to deserted roads and teach him how to drive. (except if you drive stick shift, he’s not having any of that).

renjun

literally makes you feel so safe. never speeds. rests your joint hands on his lap <3. not shy to use the car honk. swerves when he sees birds on the road (“jun, they can fly”). you bond by road raging together. turns and smiles at you at red lights. lets you put cute stickers on his dashboard and sun visor. his car smells SO nice. always opens your door for you!!!

jeno

drives stick shift. you hate that you can’t hold his hand, but watching him change gears makes up for it. keeps hair pins/ties or a hat for you in his car bc he likes driving with the windows down. never sees potholes. automatically puckers his lips for a kiss whenever you’re getting in his car. pretends to be annoyed when you ask for starbucks (he is ecstatic).

haechan

definitely a curb hitter. y’all split driving 50/50 between you. basically karaoke on wheels (y’all are somehow even louder than the music). his hand is on your thigh, regardless of who’s driving. you can never finish a trip without getting a little treat, and he just GETS it. you always sit in the car for 5-10 mins both when leaving to and getting back from anywhere.

jaemin

only drives when you’re too tired/intoxicated to. otherwise insists on being your passenger princess. takes candid pictures of you bc “you look hot when you drive”. don’t put him in charge of directions, you will miss three turns and be late. keeps a small bottle of his cologne in your car. brings you a lil snack from inside if you’re picking him up from his place.

chenle

music is for background noise only. running errands together and chatting on the way is a main pillar of your rs sorry. puts his arm behind your headrest when reversing bc he knows you find it attractive. hardcore backseat driver whenever you drive. puts one of those storage thingies in his car bc he’s SICK of finding random chapsticks and candy wrappers everywhere.

jisung

only likes driving when he’s with you. hand on your thigh always (does the thumb thing without realizing). only lets go to mom arm you. has a blanket in the trunk for your stargazing dates. gets pouty when it’s time to drop you home. can NOT park (no pun intended). you guys always play those road-trip games like parents on vacation.

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gyeomsweetgyeom · 3 months

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[5:36 pm]

"They're kind of annoying aren't they?" Haechan asked. His eyes were locked on you and Renjun across the space. He didn't care that people were walking in front of him, people complaining that he wasn't moving, people bumping into him. No, he was staring at you and Renjun standing at some clearly rigged basketball game. Renjun was shooting the ball and missing every shot because the hoop was rigged.

"They're not annoying, they're just... shy," Jaemin offered. His look was less annoyed and more one of admiration. He liked to see you and Renjun interact. It was innocent and cute. All the lingering glances and brushes of the hands. It was guaranteed that if you weren't together, one of you would be staring at the other with hearts in your eyes. It was cute.

You and Renjun came back, hand in hand. Renjun had a pout on his face. You reached your friends and dropped Renjun's hand and his pout intensified. You smiled brightly at your friends, "We should get on some rides!"

Haechan's eyes sparkled with mischief, he was up to something, "We should get on the Ferris wheel! Let's go!"

Before you knew it you were all being ushered to the line. The line went by quickly, soon enough you were being seated in a double seat with Renjun. Haechan and Jaemin joined the seat that followed.

The Ferris wheel went around 3 times, all the while you and Renjun laughed, taking pictures of the bright, colorful lights below you, selfies of the two of you, even pictures of Haechan and Jaemin behind you.

On the last rotation, you laid your head on on Renjun's shoulder with a content sigh as you looked out at the view, "Thank you for inviting me, baby."

Renjun rested his head on top of yours, answering quietly, "I would do anything for you."

Haechan looked on intrigued, "what do you think they're saying?"

"Leave them alone! And be quiet, we're not even that far away," Jaemin chided in a whisper yell.

You could hear the two of them chattering behind you incoherently. They were funny, but Haechan had been acting strange, always making sure you and Renjun ended up alone at some point of you all hanging out. He always asked you what you two were up to while they were away, what you talked about, if anything had happened.

"Don't kill me for being cheesy, but I really want a picture of us kissing on the Ferris wheel. Do you mind?" Renjun asked. He was shy, you could tell from his pink cheeks that were much brighter and not just from the cold.

You looked at him with a soft laugh, "You're so cute, Jun. Of course."

He waited until you were at the top of Ferris wheel, people from the bottom were climbing off and a new pair of people were climbing on. Renjun held his phone tightly, face heating as you reached over and cupped his face with your cold hands. The camera was open as you both leaned in and kissed. His lips were soft and cold from the winter weather, but his kiss was loving and warm.

"Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god! Jaemin take a picture! This is the best day of my life!" Haechan screeched.

Jaemin obliged, watching on with admiration at his friends being loving. He was able to snap a few pictures before Renjun looked back and glared coldly at Haechan.

The Ferris wheel came to a stop and you both climbed off, waiting off to the side for your friends to join you. Haechan was shaking with excitement, pulling on the bar keeping him in his seat only to get his hands swatted away with a scowl from the attendant. He jumped right over Jaemin and practically skipping over to the two of you, "So? When did this happen? Oh my god, best friends to lovers! I love it!"

You looked at Renjun with a quizzical look, Haechan didn't know? You don't even know when the transition from best friends went from friendship to something more. One day it was lingering brushes of your hands and the next it was kissing. You both hadn't even taken note of the change until you were both laying in your bed, tangled together and cuddling when Renjun asked, "we should probably make this official right?"

You hummed, thinking of your answer, "Like six- almost seven months ago."

"Months?! You guys didn't tell me?" Haechan asked after he gaped at you both like a dying fish.

"I didn't realize you'd be so involved or concerned," Renjun answered with his brows pinched.

"I've been trying to get the two of you to confess all this time! For nothing! Did you know?" Haechan ranted, stopping when he looked at Jaemin.

"Wasn't it obvious? They didn't need to tell me," he shrugged, pulling you and Renjun in to nuzzle both of you, "my little cutie patooties."

"I miss when you guys acted like you didn't know. Get off of us!" Renjun grumbled, pulling on your hand to move away from your friends.

Haechan wiped away a single, fake tear, "They grow up so fast."

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