#twozeronet

[daegall]

Kiss her you fool!

↳ 4 times your best friend has wanted to punch you. Your lips. With his.

pairing: ice hockey player! Donghyuck x reader

genre: fluff, slight angst, mutual pining (?), slow burn, best friends to lovers! AU

warnings: swearing, poor descriptions of a hockey game and how it works because i cannot research for shit <3, donghyuck breaks into a fight by whacking an opponent with his hockey stick, and mentions of blood, and a quick middle finger

word count: 15.7k words

a/n: h a h a did i say 9k+? if + i meant 7000 MORE WORDS THEN YEAH HAHA

finally!!!!!!!!!! after months of procrastination, plot change, and lots of sleepless nights, this is my first ACTUAL LONG FIC. like i never expected to write more than 10k but here i am with 15k :0 this is part of @lucas-wongs 's (previously hosted by leemrks but they deactivated) nct sports collab!!

note: i am aware that dongnyuck's date does not have a name idk i just wrote it like that for some reason i didnt realize until i edited IEJHF

inspired by the song 'kiss her you fool' by Kids that fly

taglist: @neoturtles @knet-bakery @kokonomi @twozeronet @ddontyoumind @dreamyyang @junglewoos @jaeminallover @taeyonggalaxy @eggbutnotyolk @sakusakei-omi @m1ss-foodi3 @btssf9nct (some of the tags didnt work :( )

You met Donghyuck at the age of 15, when you were forced to study at the local library with your childhood friend Jaemin. You two didn't want to be there, and neither did Donghyuck. You all sat in the same area, with different books, but all doing the same thing, dozing off.

Jaemin went to sleep almost immediately, but you and Donghyuck stayed awake, looking around for something to happen.

It was when you two met in the non-fiction section when you grew curious of him. He held a blue book in his hands, looking as desperate as ever as he gripped the book hard.

It was a book on ice hockey. You thought of all the possibilities of what he must be thinking, your mind filling with thoughts as your eyes trail to his oversized hockey uniform hanging loosely by his shoulders.

You didn't realize the fact that he caught you observing him, only when he sighed and shut the book with such force.

"What?"

"H-huh?"

"What do you want? Why are you staring at me?"

The words in your throat stutter out as you gape at the 15 year old in front of you in shock. "Oh- I, u-uh..."

Donghyuck gives you a weird look, placing the book back on the shelf, before turning to walk away.

"W-why do you look so sad?"

The boy turns back around in surprise, blinking blankly at you. He really didn't expect you to say anything. Donghyuck stays silent, waiting for a further explanation.

"I-I mean when you read the book. It's ice hockey, a-and you're wearing an ice hockey jersey. But you looked genuinely sad reading it, why?"

And then he tells you about his sprained ankle, how he wouldn't be able to try out for his middle school's ice hockey team, how he gave up on his dream and apparently, home much he hates ice hockey.

He truly thought he had no chance with his dream.

That was until you helped him.

You helped him through his hard times, helped him through his sprained ankle, encouraged him to not give up on his dream, to ask for a second chance for the ice hockey team, through every point of his life after that. You were his best friend.

And now here he is, in his dream university, with his best friend, on the best ice hockey team in Seoul, but unfortunately, not the best love life.

"Dude, I really need a girlfriend."

Jeno and Mark both groan at the complaint Donghyuck sighs out the umpteenth time that day, he's been starting at it from the beginning of the week.

But how could he possibly not complain? With most of his teammates and friends slowly getting love lives and significant others, he's so sick of being alone.

Jeno and Mark think differently. How could he be so blind? The person for him is clearly right in front of him. They can't believe he could be a business major, but be so dumb at the same time.

The eldest chucks his sweaty t-shirt he wore to the gym at Donghyuck, shuffling to sit on Jeno's bed, "What about Y/n? Isn't she a good candidate?"

Your best friend scrunches his nose up, tossing the sweaty shirt into the laundry basket skillfully, as he thinks about you. He shakes his head, "No, she's my best friend, we've got nothing like that!"

A hum comes from Jeno as he turns around on his gaming chair, a stern look filling his expressions. He tugs his headphones down, "Are you sure about that?"

Donghyuck scoffs, his gaze switching from one of his friends to the other, a frown growing on his lips, "Yeah."

"Sooo the daily cuddle sessions are just friendly?"

At the mention of something Donghyuck thought nobody knew about, he shuffles in his seat on his bed, gaze flying anywhere but his two friends, "I-I don't know what you're talking about."

He knows exactly what Jeno's talking about. The time between 4pm and 8pm when one of you would come over to the other's dorms for a quick catch up of the day. A week’s too long for the both of you. Plus, it's affectionate hour for him at these times, so he has to be hugging you.

"Didn't you two agree to have your first kiss together in 9th grade-"

"SO WHEN'S THE NEXT EPISODE OF THAT DRAMA YOU'RE WATCHING ON TEN'S ACCOUNT COMING OUT?"

It's pretty obvious Donghyuck has a thing for you.

It’s not like you have it any better, your thing for him was even worse than him.

It was obvious to all your friends, and his, that you were inevitably in love with Donghyuck. Sometimes you regret talking to him on that day, maybe if you didn’t you would have a chance with him, and not stay as his best friend. You would rather be called a friend than best friend. (a big lie)

You don’t remember when you fell, but you’re pretty sure it was when he kissed your cheeks passionately at the news of both of you being accepted to the same university. Or it could be way before that, it doesn’t matter now though. What matters is the fact that you’re literally best friend zoned, which is harsher than anything else.

Sometimes you wonder if he has even the slightest feelings for you, because the hugs, the forehead kisses, the fact that he would drop anything to help you can’t all be platonic, right? If it was, then imagine dating him.

You can’t help but wish that he does have these feelings, but you don’t want your hopes to be too high at the same time. Darn you and your crush on your best friend, now you’ll feel so confused.

Sighing a deep breath, you push yourself off your bed, groaning when you feel a slight headache stinging your mind. You really shouldn’t have stayed up just to watch old Barbie movies. You should’ve at least taken someone down with you, and not suffer alone.

You glance at your bedside table clock, feeling groggy at the sight ‘15:32’. You took a nap for an hour only, when you expected at least 5. Groaning when you completely sit up, you rub your temples in an attempt to soothe the migraine. Alas, it does not help.

There’s a notification that pops from your phone, it brightens the dark room and causes you to squint your eyes at it. You pick your phone up, and you can’t lie, your heart rate picks up slightly and a small smile crawls on your face when Donghyuck’s name is displayed.

You quickly open the notification, moving away and hissing when the bright light practically blinds your eyes.

Dongkeh: Hey

You: What

Dongkeh: Practice is done, come over

You: no ❤️

Dongkeh: It’s your fault you stayed up watching barbie movies 🙄 now come over you promised you would

You ponder for a second, as much as you have a huge crush on Donghyuck, you would much rather stay home and try to get rid of your headache.

Dongkeh: Lele said we could borrow daegal for the night

You might go.

You’re definitely going.

You love that dog to death, she was like a daughter you never had, not that you have any children though. God knows how many times you and Donghyuck have borrowed her for the night.

You: you son of a bitch bribing me with that dog im coming over >:(

You slam open Donghyuck’s dorm door, revealing him and his roommates chilling, your brows stitching together when you don’t see the white fluff ball running to you. “Where is she?” You ask dejectedly.

Jeno takes off his headphones quickly, beating Donghyuck in speaking as he points at him, “Donghyuck lied about Daegal coming just so you would!”

“Jeno you snitch!” Your best friend yells, chucking a pillow at him. The boy only laughs and smacks it away, before putting his headphones back on and swiveling around to resume his game.

A frown creases your lips down, and you throw Donghyuck a dirty look as you sit on Jeno’s bed. You pick up a random moomin plush on his bed and chuck it and Donghyuck.

“How else was I supposed to convince you to come?”

You only huff, taking off from Jeno’s bed and approaching Donghyuck’s study desk, which is weird because all he does on the desk is game. Opening his laptop and typing in the password, you trudge back to plop on your best friend’s bed, over his legs, and open yet another barbie movie, “I didn’t get to finish my marathon, you wanna finish it with me?”

Donghyuck shifts and pulls his legs from under your stomach, also flopping on his own as well. He settles down next to you, and you don’t even need to hear his answer, it’s always bound to be yes.

Mark watches you two on his bed, smiling to himself when he notices Donghyuck shift closer and point out how the website you use is good and doesn’t have any pop up porn ads. It’s clear that your best friend likes you, you can see it in his wide, attentive smile, the way they sparkle when they’re set on you, but it’s such a shame you can’t see it.

It only takes you half an hour to start to doze off, just after Mark and Jeno left to buy some take-out after finding out you didn’t have lunch and breakfast.

You think it’s because of the way you softly play with Donghyuck’s fingers and draw different patterns and lines all along his palm. It’s just too mesmerizing, and his skin is so soft and the perfect shade of golden.

It’s not like Donghyuck doesn’t notice either. He recognizes the pattern, how could he not? The way you would first draw big and soothing circles all around his palm, and then a spiral, before you would graze the outline of his hand, that was his favorite part. It was the most soothing thing he’s felt all week.

There was a minute where you traced all along his hand, as if drawing the anatomy of his hand, as you mumbled the parts of the hand that you learned in seventh grade. He laughed the second you murmured something about forgetting which one a certain part was.

He soon notices that you slow down, your fingers dragging a bit lighter, featherlight, and turns to see your head laid on his bed. Your lips are partially open, drawing in soft breaths, breaths that Donghyuck can feel lightly on some parts of his hand. He smiles at the sight of you finally resting, god knows how long you’ve been yelling at barbie to turn around and see the villain at midnight.

This time, your fingers stop their work on his palm, instead just sprawling lazily around it. He doesn’t want to move, your hand feels oddly in place in his.

Your hair falls and curtains your face away from Donghyuck, and like pure human instinct, he reaches out, brushing the few strands away, and tucking it behind your ear. As weird as it feels to him, it feels perfect as he grazes his middle and index finger along your cheek and jaw.

Suddenly, when Donghyuck’s eyes scan your face, you’re so incredibly beautiful, even just sleeping, your peaceful presence and expressions brings him so many feelings. His heart suddenly beats so much faster, jumping up and down and running all over his body, the blood in him rushing so much faster. The blood rushes straight to his cheeks and ears when his eyes land on your lips, slightly puffed from sleeping, and a bit chapped, but it’s alright, he knows his are way worse.

Donghyuck suddenly imagines himself leaning down, closer than just a friend would, and gently brushing his lips against yours. He thinks it would feel amazing, pressing his lips against yours, sighing between them, crawling closer to—

Your best friend doesn’t realize he’s been inching closer to your face, he doesn’t remember anything but his imagination. He only remembers when you shift onto your other side, fingers now softly interlocked with his.

Donghyuck flushes, at his thoughts, his actions, your actions, you.

He can’t wipe the smile from his face though, or the sudden redness of his cheeks. Donghyuck bites his inner cheek, and glances at your interlocked fingers sitting by your waist.

His eyes trail themselves all the way back to your face, where you inhale softly and sigh out a blissful breath. You look so raw, it’s beautiful, he wants to absorb and imprint every second into his memories, Donghyuck wants to cherish it and smile at it every time he thinks back on it.

And there it is again, he wants to do nothing, but softly kiss you. The moment is almost perfect, nobody around, but you and him, the atmosphere is soft, if only you were awake and looking into his brown, bright eyes that say nothing, but you.

Donghyuck reaches up nonetheless, carefully placing his hand on your cheek, and his urge to keep you in his heart forever is even more urging, as he slowly leans down.

Is this even right? Will he regret this? What if you don’t like it?

Thoughts rush through his head, the worried angel on his right shoulder profusely doubting and thinking rationally, but he can’t really hear it, he hears only his feelings, he lets his heart guid him, and it’s telling him this is the right thing.

He is so close, so incredibly close to closing the gap and sealing your lips with his, his eyes are already closing, his mind ready to imprint everything about you in his mind.

Just as he feels your breath tickle his lips, he shuts his eyes and—

“HAECHAN, Y/N! WE’RE BACK WITH THE TAKEOUT!”

In an instant, Donghyuck swears under his breath and throws himself off the bed. He completely forgets your tangled hands, he doesn’t even remember tightening them together, but he drags you down with him onto the cold hardwood floor.

Groaning, you wake up and wonder why you’re so sore, and why you’re on top of your best friend. Donghyuck himself carefully releases his hand from yours, bringing them behind his head to rub it in pain.

Footsteps resonate throughout the dorm, before all of Donghyuck’s teammates are rushing through the door, asking different questions all at once. There is only one, crystal clear question that rings through your ears. “What the fuck happened here?!” With such chaos he has to deal with everyday, Sicheng is pretty sure he knows how everyone can hear him.

“Sorry,” Donghyuck coughs out breathlessly, “I got excited about the food.”

Jeno snorts at the answer, leaning on the door frame, “Shouldn’t it be Y/n? She hasn’t even eaten breakfast,”

Ten yelps, reaching out to pull you up to your feet, “Oh my gosh, why didn’t you say so earlier? Come on Y/n staying up and starving yourself is practically torture!”

Soon, everyone leaves for the living room, except for the people who sleep in that room, as the two friends eye Donghyuck suspiciously when he slaps his cheeks and grow even more red at literally nothing.

Nothing as in whatever just happened before his teammates barged in and stopped whatever was going through him.

“What happened?”

“NOTHING! It was nothing, I swear!”

Only, it wasn’t nothing, it was everything that could’ve ruined a friendship, made things so much more awkward and uncomfortable.

But it was everything he wanted with you.

Now Donghyuck thinks he’s really doomed, like doomed to death. He wanted to kiss you. On the lips. Not platonically.

He thinks this as he gears up for practice the next day, aggressively putting his helmet on, groaning when it doesn’t go right in. He tries again, and again, turning it in different ways but it just won’t slip right in.

“Haechan what the fuck?”

The said boy yells out in shock, whipping around and chucking the helmet in his hands to the voice.

It’s just Jeno, and Mark, eyeing him with the same look as yesterday, squinting their eyes at his action. Donghyuck sighs out, ruffling his hair with his gloved hands, “Don’t do that! You scared the shit out of me,”

Jeno huffs out a laugh, slipping on the helmet Donghyuck chucked at him before, “I thought you never got scared. This is my helmet, by the way.” Donghyuck sighs, grabbing the other helmet on the bench.

The three had come to practice late, because of a math pop quiz they had to take the past hour. Donghyuck is pretty sure he failed, he couldn’t focus on anything but yesterday’s events. Your pretty sleeping face didn’t seem to want to leave him, almost like it was really imprinted in his mind like he wanted.

He doesn’t really want it right now.

“Okay man, what’s going on?”

Donghyuck turns to Mark, who sits next to him on the bench even though he didn’t realize he took a seat on. Mark nudges the younger with his shoulder, “Where’s Haechan? The guy we need right now? We’re getting close to our first game in a while, we can’t get distracted.”

Guilt floods Donghyuck, they haven’t had a game in a while, for their team has been practicing for the next tournament coming up next week for at least months now. It would kill him if he were to ruin it for the team just because of his own personal problems.

Donghyuck sighs, tapping his finger on his helmet rapidly. Jeno sits on Donghyuck’s other side, waiting with anticipation of what he’s going to say. He thinks it’s got a connection to yesterday when the team found you two on the floor.

Oh my god, Jeno’s eyes widen. Were you two making out?

Donghyuck sighs, scratching the back of his head, before pursing his lips and glancing at his two roommates. “I uh, I think I like Y/n...?”

It’s silent for a few moments at first, it scares Donghyuck, are his friends gonna hate it too? His heart sinks to his stomach at the thought of it being bad, at the thought of even his friends disapproving it. What if—

“Oh my fucking god.” Jeno runs a hand down his face, “I thought you guys made out in the room yesterday,”

Donghyuck can’t help but flush at the idea of actually kissing you, and you kissing back, but... passionately. He shoves his teammate away with no words, the practical steam emitting from his red cheeks and ears explaining everything.

Mark chuckles, grasping at the younger’s shoulder to stop him, “Donghyuck, you’re like the last person on earth to realize.”

“What?! No I’m not!”

A small chuckle leaves Mark’s lips, and he stands up with a proud smile, “You should tell her,”

Standing up and joining his teammate, a loud sound of confusion leaves his lips. “No way! That would ruin us!”

Jeno shakes his head at the classic excuse, patting Donghyuck’s shoulder, before taking off to exit the changing room and onto the ice.

“Even with me just realizing, it’s still gonna be awkward! Eww oh my god what if I become awkward around her? Hyung help! I can’t get awkward around her, that’s weird!”

Mark and Jeno give each other tired glances when Donghyuck keeps rambling about how awkward he’s gonna be around you, rolling their eyes when he starts to exaggerate and mumble impossible scenarios. Why can’t he see that you like him?

They should know what kind of stupid plan Donghyuck makes up when he's panicking or in trouble, but this really didn't come to mind. They want to literally knock the sense into him with a harsh punch to the face.

Apparently, wanting to knock some sense into him with a punch is not a possibility he thought of when he put his plan to action. What was he even expecting?

“Ow- what was that for??”

“FOR BEING STUPID!”

Donghyuck gapes at Jeno’s shameless and unexpected answer, yelping when the boy throws a hockey puck at him.

His idea is indeed very stupid, it’s so incredibly dumb.

How did he think his roommates would react anyway? How would he react if one of them barged in and (proudly) announced that he managed to score a goddamn date?

He wouldn’t feel bad for them, why are they treating him like this?

“Because you’re literally in love with Y/n?? It’s untruthful when you go on a date with a girl, when you like another. And it’s a dick move to both girls.” Donghyuck’s never heard this tone from Mark, he’s serious, and he sounds... so done with his shit? Yeah, that’s the term.

He plops on his bed, bringing out his phone, and starts to scroll through what seems like twitter, ignoring the glares from his roommates.

For the umpteenth time after they’ve met the boy, they both sigh and turn back to their own things before, pinning the conversation in their mind to bring it up later when everything goes shit. At this point he’s dead meat.

You hop off your bicycle, tightening your backpack straps, before trudging into the diner you’ve grown to love after years of eating and memories. You remember when you first met Mark and Jeno, it was right at the booth you settled in, you were a nervous wreck. Soon after the awkwardness subsided you spent the whole day munching on oily fries and slurping multiple refills of soda.

Smiling to yourself, you laugh at the memories you reminisce on.

You sigh and pull your laptop out of your bag, placing it on the old, beat up (but still very strong, to your surprise) plastic table you’ve seen just so many times. A very familiar waiter comes your way with a pen and pad, his lightly scratched, yet still shiny name tag hangs lightly on the fabric of his uniform, Na Jaemin, it read.

Jaemin was the whole reason you found this small diner, he invited Jeno to eat when he got his job last year. The job was temporary, of course, to help with college tuition, but he couldn’t say wasn’t attached to it.

The waiter approaches you, but winks and smiles knowingly when you open your mouth to say the same thing every time.

He takes a few steps back, flapping his pad in his hand, “The usual, coming right up!” Jaemin chuckles at your gaping mouth that you leave open, starting to walk off and wave goodbye. He suddenly stops just after 2 steps, turning around and glancing out the window behind you. “Where’s Hyuck?”

You furrow your eyebrows at that too, racking your brain for answers. You come to a conclusion, that you have no idea either. He doesn’t have any ice hockey practice, you know his schedule.

Humming, you whip out your phone, “I actually don’t know, let me ask.”

Jaemin lets out a small “Aight, I’ll get his usual to,” before yelling out your usual to one of the chefs. You’re so used to hearing such actions, as if they were the birds chirping in the morning.

After getting no reply from Donghyuck, you decide to ask your friend, Ryujin from math class, thinking maybe he was finally finishing his math group assignment.

You: Hey Ryujin! Are you there?

Ryujin!! : Oh hi Y/n! What’s up?

You: Is Donghyuck with you? He told me recently he wanted to get that group assessment done and I thought he might be with you

Ryujin!! : Oh? He’s not here though :(

You sigh out, brows raising in suspicion at the girl’s words. Donghyuck said he really wanted to get it over with and focus on hockey practice.

Your phone lights up with yet another message from Ryujin.

Ryujin!! : If you do find him, tell him to come straight to me, i'm sick of his group thing too >:(

A chuckle falls from your lips, as you type back a response of ‘sure thing, whack him with the math book or something’. You lock your phone with a frown, that’s weird, Donghyuck would usually tell you his whereabouts. ‘Just in case you miss him too much’ as he claimed, but he hasn’t even texted you since yesterday. Come to think of it, you haven’t even seen him today.

In the midst of your wondering and worrying, your phone vibrates in your hand again, and you turn it to find out it’s Ryujin who’s texted you yet once again.

Ryujin!! : I found out where he is!!

You light up at the news, your fingers running as fast as they could, as you write a reply.

You: Oh really? What he’s doing?

There’s a strange pause, you find it even stranger how you call it strange, the bubbles with 3 dots loading on your screen. You frown thinking it’s the connection and signal here, but just as you start to raise it the air, Ryuijin’s message has loaded.

Ryujin!! : Uh

Ryujin!! : Yeji says he’s on a date with a girl from econ...

You expected the message to do anything but hurt you, but here your heart is, suddenly sinking all the way to your feet. Along with your heart, goes your lips, downwards and curled in a pained frown.

You really don’t know how to reply, you don’t know if you should, but you do anyway. You reply to Ryujin after a solid minute of processing and having a sick sensation to your stomach.

You: Hey that’s great! Now he wouldn’t be so lonely haha

Ryujin!! : Y/n, I know you like him

You don’t answer.

That’s kind of your fault when you accidentally spilled the beans while you tipsy at one of their parties a few months ago.

You actually wanted to make it obvious, you wanted to let your feelings show, perhaps in hopes that your best friend would notice and finally realize that all he’s been searching for is right in front of him. Either he’s blind and can’t see the signs, or uninterested and on a date to find someone else.

You really hope he’s just blind.

Jaemin later comes back with your food, and what is supposed to be Donghyuck’s, and instantly notices the lively look in your eyes gone, vanished just like that. He thinks he knows what’s happening, he eyes you as he places the plastic trays down. You don’t enthusiastically take it and thank him lots, like you usually do, so something is definitely wrong.

Jaemin stays on his spot in front of your booth, crossing his arms and waiting in anticipation for something. You seem to take it the complete other way, chuckling as you gesture to the foods on the table, “You can have some if you want,”

“Jesus Y/n, don’t think so lowly of me.” The waiter sighs out a breathy laugh, pushing the tray of fries on the table back to you. His eyes turn serious, you notice, and you lean back down in your seat with wide eyes.

“What’s going on?”

“What? Literally nothing, Jaemin,”

Jaemin narrows his eyes, and slides next to you with the cheesy nachos Donghyuck would usually eat. “It’s him, isn’t it? Donghyuck?”

You let out a breathy laugh, nodding. “He’s on a date right now.” It kind of hurts to say such words, it’s like saying he doesn’t want you, he doesn’t like you.

Jaemin hisses, reaching over to pat your shoulder, “I’m sorry,”

“What for? I don’t care if he-“

“Y/n it’s pretty obvious you’re in love with him.”

You huff, throwing a fry in your mouth, “Damn, is it?”

Jaemin simply smiles sympathetically, ruffling your head as he sneakily grabs a few nachos. “It’s alright, he’ll realize his own feelings soon. I know it.” And then he walks off, back to his job.

Your eyes trail from your friend, to the nachos he gave you, and your mind drifts off to Donghyuck. How could he possibly realize his feelings, if he’s on a date? He’s not gonna realize anytime soon, because he has no feelings for you.

You feel your emotions mix, you don’t like it, it feels bad. It feels wrong. It’s his decision who he wants, so you shouldn’t feel bad if he doesn’t choose you, you’re his best friend, you should feel happy for him if he found the one.

Unbeknownst to you, Donghyuck feels like a bitch. The only thing in his mind as he walks into the cafe with his date is you, and Mark’s words.

Maybe he was right— no, Mark is always right. Most of the time. But he’s right about this date, it’s wrong since he doesn’t want to go with his date, he wants to be in the diner he knows you’re in right now, eating a bunch of those cheesy nachos and annoying you as you try to work. You never do in the end anyway.

The girl he’s on a date with surprisingly said yes to his idea, but Donghyuck thinks it’s just because she hasn’t been on one for quite some time. He thinks this as he takes a seat on one of the tables of the cafe, thanking the waiter when he passes them the menus.

It seems like his date has already been here, a couple of times even, because she simply puts the menu down and eyes Donghyuck as he scans the menu. He can feel her stare on him, and he lowers his head bashfully to hide his face.

His date laughs at the small shy action, tearing her faze away from him. “So Donghyuck,” She suddenly says.

The other only pops his head back up to hum a reply, setting his menu down. She has a small playful glint in her eyes, or was it just mischief? “You’ve never been here, have you?”

Donghyuck shakes his head, glancing at the menu full of different foods and drinks he’s not that used to seeing, “No, I usually go to the diner next to the Library, they have bomb nachos. Are the nachos here good?”

His date knows that diner, it’s not that busy, and she’s seen the cute waiter pretend he was in a concert as he mopped the place. He was really cute. “Aaah, I know that place! Y/n’s mentioned it before. Also, the nachos here are good, but I don’t know if they’re as good as your diner’s,”

Donghyuck’s whole body stops at the mention of your name, his cheeks heating for two reasons. One, he has a massive crush on you, one he doesn’t know is that big, and two, he feels embarrassed that his date knows you, and could very much tell you where he was. He purposely didn’t tell you so you wouldn’t know.

Donghyuck tries to ignore the fact that his date knows you, trying to smile playfully, “We’ll see about those nachos,”

For the next 30 minutes, Donghyuck actually enjoys his time on his date. They talk about everything, from how boring and devastating their econ teacher was, to mentioning the cute waiter from the diner he goes to. Donghyuck finds out about her small crush she had when she first saw him vibing by himself in the lonely diner. They share their basic interests and dislikes, nothing too deep for a first date.

Donghyuck feels guilty though, he’s interested in someone else, but is here with someone he barely knows. He constantly wonders where you are, and without realizing, he talks about you. A lot. His date doesn’t mind though, she’s very aware of his crush on you, and came on this date to see how many times he could bring you up in a conversation. She never expected this much.

Just as Donghyuck finishes his story, the fries come, and pretty late at that. The waitress smiles apologetically at them, biting her lip guiltily, “We’re terribly sorry the fries are so late, a lot of people order it, and we only have 2 fryers.”

The two shake their heads, mumbling how it was completely understandable. The waitress bows one last time, before going back to the kitchen to get other dishes to serve.

Donghyuck laughs and picks a fry up, before dunking it in his milkshake and munching on it. He is unaware of the disgusted expression on his date’s face, doing the same thing again. “See, this is why the lonely diner is better.”

“I’m sorry, did you just put your fry in your milkshake, and eat it?”

Donghyuck takes a sip from the sweet drink, nodding as if it was the most natural thing in the world, “Yeah, do you not?”

“No?? It’s gross!”

“What?! You have to try it.”

His date declines with a dissatisfied smile on her face, instead eating the fry with ketchup. Donghyuck scoffs, dunking another fry in his milkshake. “You know, I didn’t like it at first.” This catches his date’s attention. “But soon I did it because Y/n told me to. Lo and behold, I became addicted.”

The girl in front of him smiles at yet another mention of you, that’s like the 20th time throughout the whole date. She swirls her straw in her strawberry milkshake, thinking back to all the times Donghyuck has talked about you. All with bright smiles and adoring eyes.

“You know, I actually didn’t want to come on this date because of Y/n.” Donghyuck grows surprised, did you not let her? Did you say something that stopped her from going out with him? Though there’s a small feeling of disappointment in him, he also can’t help but want them to be true. He wants you to stop someone from going out with him, he wants you to say that only you can.

“Not that she stopped me, no, she doesn’t know about this.” Donghyuck’s hope fades away, and disappointment fills his body. He tries not to show it, but it kind of does.

The girl in front of him sighs, letting the straw go, “Look Donghyuck, I know you really like her. Did you know you’ve brought her up like 20 times throughout the whole date?”

Donghyuck is very taken aback, is he really the last person on earth to realize his feelings?

His date laughs at shocked face, “Anyone with eyes who sees you talk to her—talk about her can see it. She means a lot to you, and believe it or not, you mean so much to her too.”

A feeling captures Donghyuck’s heart, was is shock? Surprise? He’s not so sure, but it was realization. Why is he on this date, trying to get rid of his feelings, when he could simply just wait for you, let you keep his heart? Who cares if it gets awkward, it’s better than burying his feelings and not even asking for a chance at all.

“At first I came on this date to knock some sense into you, talk about how Y/n really, and I mean really, likes you. But I guess I got carried away with everything. I see why she likes you, and I see how much you like her.”

Donghyuck doesn’t feel sad or any negativity when his date says she didn’t want to come on this date, he feels... he feels relieved. And that’s it. That’s all it takes for Donghyuck to clear up on his feelings.

He faces the girl in front of him after staring at his milkshake for minutes, with wide eyes, they look so clear now to her, she knows what he’s about to do.

“I think...” Donghyuck pauses. Just a few seconds later he’s grabbing his coat, and standing up, “I think this was a mistake. N-not that I didn’t have a good time, I-“

“The feeling is mutual, Haechan,” his date giggles, standing up as well. She calls out for the bill, before turning to Donghyuck and gesturing him off. “Go get her!”

A rush of gratitude washes over his body, as he smiles brightly and waves goodbye. He rushes out the door with new emotions, he feels like everything is clearer than before, and all he wants to do is go to you, confess, heck, kiss you! Never in his life has he been so determined to get what he wants.

You don’t see each other for the next 5 days, Donghyuck was busy at ice hockey practices and simply wanted to do great for the season. The team’s been working so hard for the first game, which is today.

You wonder why Donghyuck hasn’t been calling or asking to hang out lately, like he would usually do. Sure, he’s got a tournament, but even last tournament he would hang out with you just as much time as a normal day, and the team won second place in the tournament.

Maybe it was because they haven’t had a game in a long time, and they want to be extra ready to win this year.

You walk into the cold ice rink with painted cheeks and the bucket hat you made with Sungchan before he even got into the team. He was a big fan and looked up to Donghyuck, now here he is, gearing up with the people who he admired. You are so proud of that kid.

Taking a seat at the promised area Donghyuck told you to sit in, you shove your cold hands into your coat pockets, trying to warm up with the slight cold nipping at your skin. You’re glad the stadium is starting to fill, then you would feel warmer with people around you.

You glance at your phone seeing the funny texts your friends leave. They’re all screaming about being late because Ryujin told them the game was at 5:30, not 4:30.

You snicker at all the chaos that they update you on, unaware of your best friend poking his head out of the changing room, head whipping around to try and find you.

His whole body lights up when he finally sees you, in your gators bucket hat and decorations on your cheeks, it gives him so much energy just looking at it. He couldn’t clearly make the writings out with your head bowed down as you texted your friends, but now with it up, he sees his number on your face, feeling giddy.

Yangyang sticks his head out as well, gasping at the many people, and the lots of people wearing green for the gators. “Woaahh! We have so many supporters!!”

Soon, the whole team is glancing outside, gaping at all the people rooting for them, but Donghyuck can only focus on you, your smile when someone points out your small decorations, the decorations itself, especially, the bright red ‘66’ painted in your right cheek.

There it is again. The urge to kiss you. He wants to drop all his shit, skate up to you even only half geared up, and kiss you senseless. Maybe be witty and use the ‘warming up, it’s cold’ excuse.

He doesn’t care about the people watching, heck, even the game. All he wants to do is show you his gratitude, his love for doing so special for him and his team, he wants to pepper kisses all over your beautifully painted cheeks.

A sudden, painful slap is surging and pulsing throughout Donghyuck’s shoulder, and he turns around to see Sicheng, a playful smirk on his face. “No time to simp, Haechan! Get ready and stretch, we’re out in a few.”

The player grumbles and blushes at the sudden call out, shoving his captain away in embarrassment when the whole team starts to tease him.

Before they even process it, they’re exiting the changing room, feeling nervous and ecstatic when there is cheering and yelling from the crowd. The team feels so overwhelmed at the amount of people in the crowd tonight, it’s never been so filled before. Not since Park Jisung’s figure skating performance.

The opponents are yet to come out from their changing room, but the team understands why, they’re in no place to complain when they’ve done the same thing over and over.

In the meantime, the team takes their seats on the benches, smiling and waving to their friends and family who came out to watch them. Donghyuck’s eyes trail back to your seat, smiling widely when he sees you trying to get his attention by waving violently. He throws his arms up and waves back just as enthusiastically.

Next to you is Jaemin, all with his puffy coat, large beanie and such, Donghyuck guesses he’s sensitive to the cold. Jaemin yells and whoops the loudest among the crowd, clapping his hands like a dad in the middle of watching an F1 race.

Soon, the other team comes out, radiating enthusiasm and bright smiles. the second the crowd notices them they grow crazier, so many loud noises layering the other, it’s so loud, and even you can’t believe how excited everyone is.

The team spreads out throughout the ice their stance instantly ready and defensive, ready to play. Though they're nervous, you know they are, butt they still seem so intimidating and ready.

The crown grows in anticipation as the referee has a quick talk with the captains, gripping into heir seats for the game to start.

The moment it does, so much action had already taken place you don't even know where the puck is. The tiny black dot is flying all across the ice, it sucks to not know who has the puck when you blink the second it starts.

You flap your arms at Jaemin, whipping your head around, "WHERE IS IT I BLINKED!"

Jaemin doesn't mind your funny obliviousness, grabbing you by the shoulders to lead you close to him for some sight. Half of his arm covers nearly all of your sight as he points at a player from the other team, "THERE! HE'S GOT IS RIGHT THERE!"

Soon, with lots of squinting and shoving Jaemin away, you spot the player he pointed at with the puck, sliding it skillfully on the ice and dribbling it down the rink. You start to yell and frantically point to the player, but alas, the gators are oblivious to your callouts, but they do still chase the player.

The opponent gets dangerously close to the goal Yangyang keeps, slowing down drastically to get ready to shoot. It has you on the edge of your seat, yelling, before a swarming feeling of relief fills you when the puck is taken from him by Ten. That sneaky little bitch.

He skates almost recklessly around the ice, dodging and shoving away each opponent in front of him. A bit harshly too. You can hear his voice in your head explaining how it was purely from the spur and excitement of the moment.

It's all too cool, physically too. It's freezing, and yet these boys are able to skate through the ice so smoothly and naturally, you like to call them polar bears sometimes. Of course, they only replied how they were loyal only to the gators.

You can barely process it, and before you know it, Ten had hit the puck right into the goal, before he skates back with his arms thrown in the air. Already so quick and they're making a goal, they truly are talented players.

It goes on like this for some time, a certain player taking the puck (and spotlight) as they manage to make it into the goal. It always entertaining, no matter what, especially when someone steals the puck. It's too smooth for you to constantly catch up with, but you are screaming every 5 seconds nonetheless.

You cheered the loudest when player 66 swiftly made a goal, as per usual.

You never seem to rest in games like these, heck, with it being tournament? It's got you more invested than anything in the world.

And at last, it comes down to this, the final goal. It's currently a tie, something Jaemin curses about as he pulls out his binoculars to look at the players and analyze how the game is going so far.

The man is crazy, what else is there to expect from him?

Just as you're about to comment yet once again about his large binoculars, he yells and points to the ice. "WINWIN! WINWIN'S GOT IT!"

Your head instantly snaps back to the game, only just a few seconds left. You dread over the last 30 seconds flashing by the timer, the mixed feelings in you mixing and churning almost nervously as Sicheng expertly slides through the ice.

Almost too easily, he dribbles the puck to follow him as he dodges the last opponent, and as fast as light, quickly shoots the puck into the goal.

It shoots straight in, bouncing against the net, before falling the the ground, The whole stadium is screaming, well, most of it. The other team's supporters are yelling out curses and expressing their disappointment, but that's the least of your worries.

The Gators throw their arms up in excitement, skating over to their captain and gathering into a big mess of a group hug. You can practically hear Sicheng's voice in your head as he pleads for Ten not to kiss his cheek.

The boys pull away, just to skate around the ice and wave to the crowd. First place Donghyuck goes is to your side, as expected, eyes trailing to find yours. He waves and smiles at all the people cheering him on, and lights up completely when he sees you jumping up and down with Jaemin. A soft feeling sweeps him as you seem in your happiest moment, with your beautiful smile he loves oh so much.

Donghyuck literally almost attempts to climb over the Plexiglass, but is halted when Yangyang skater over to him and slaps his ass playfully to remind him to greet the other team and than them.

"Still no time to simp, Haechan."

The said boy huffs in embarrassment and shoves his teammate away. He glances back at you one last time, and grins when you and Jaemin playfully blow him an air kiss.

Donghyuck knows you won’t be there to hug him right after the game, you’ve made a silent and mutual agreement 2 years ago that you would wait outside, you don’t want to disturb their pep talk with their coach, and you definitely don’t want to hug a sweaty Donghyuck.

And so right after their talk with their coach, and the quick showers, Donghyuck is running out the changing room with semi-dried hair, a duffle bag full of his sweaty clothes, and a bright grin adorning his face.

His teammates yell out teasingly, but he doesn’t mind them, he’s throwing them a quick middle finger at them, before busting the doors of the rink open.

Donghyuck whips his head back and forth, side to side, trying to catch you as fast as possible. You don’t even know, but just your presence gave him so much energy and motivation, not to mention the decorations, he wanted to win so badly.

“Hyuck!”

Time seems to stop when your best friend turns to his left, the sight of you, equally bright eyes and smile as his, slightly smudged and faded paint on your face, you look oddly perfect.

And for the third time, he wishes to run up and kiss you. For so many reasons. For encouraging him when you were teenagers, for willing to paint your face just for a game, for actually coming. It feels surreal.

His urge to steal a kiss is getting worse when you start to run up to him, he doesn’t think he can handle it, Donghyuck is about to fucking kiss you. He wants to so badly, and he might just, just a few more meters until your lips can meet his.

When you jump into his arms, he almost can’t control himself. Almost.

Instead, he catches you in a warm bear hug, engulfing you flush against him. It feels great, just affectionately squeezing each other to your chests.

“You did it!” You whisper into his shoulder, rocking you both side to side. Donghyuck smiles and shut his eyes tight, savoring the moment, “I did,”

You push him away excitedly, shoving at his side, “You guys won!” Though pained at the sudden punch to his stomach, your best friend smiles and laughs at you, as you jump and run around, yelling in delight.

You look so precious, jumping and clapping, so natural. This is a moment Donghyuck would kill to keep forever, cherished and loved, and the familiar feeling comes back.

He knows the feeling, he’s felt it all too much around you, but he doesn’t mind. Heck, it might just give him the courage to kiss you.

Donghyuck’s sure this is the moment, the perfect opportunity, he’s reaching out again, his right hand clasping the back of your neck, pulling you back close to him. His left hand cradles your cheek when you’re close, and he leans in, eyes set on your lips for a second, before he shuts them and his lips find their way to your cheek. Your cheek with his faded number on it. His lips feels warm on your cheek, you can feel how soft they softly press against your cheek, you want to turn your head and catch them with your own.

It happens suddenly, Donghyuck doesn’t know why—or how he even backed out. He was so sure this would be it. You gasp right next to his ear, it tickles him, before he quickly backs away.

Hand flying to cover your warm cheek, you beam your surprised eyes to Donghyuck, a smile itching to grow on your face. He freezes as well, gaping at his actions, at your’s, at the whole situation, really.

“I-“

“YOOO! PARTY AT SICHENG’S LET’S GOOO!” Yangyang and Ten’s excited voices beam out, breaking your moment, jumping and swinging Sicheng’s car keys, to which he yells to be careful with because it’s apparently the car he shares with Kun.

Everyone gathers around the car, but you and Donghyuck, simply too shocked to process the whole thing. Sungchan seemed to notice your lack of presence, turning around to find you. “Hyung! Noona! Are you guys not coming?”

Instantly, it’s like the two if you melt from the sudden time freeze around you, and Donghyuck quickly jogs up to them. His cheeks burn like fire, he feels so shy that he actually kissed your cheek. How could he be back out so quick? Halfway to the car, he whips back to you, still shocked and gaping with warm cheeks, before pointing at the car, “You wanna come with us? I’m pretty sure there’s still some space.”

Except, there wasn’t. You had to sit, squished up in the back seat next to Donghyuck and Sungchan, cheeks burning at being so close to your best friend. Your crush. Who just kissed your cheek.

”Hey Haechan,” Ten pipes up. The boy hums back mindless reply, staring at the small space in between your hands, just a swift move and it could be tangled with his. “That girl you hung out with a few days ago is coming. And she’s really cute. Could you maybe introduce her to me?”

Your face falls. Right, he went on a date.

That just really helps with your high hopes. The boys in the car don’t seem to realize the fact that it was a date, teasingly poking at Ten in the front seat.

“Uh, yeah, sure thing.” Great. Mentioning his date when his crush is in the car. So much for his confidence.

You suddenly don’t really want to go to the party, sighing and slumping in your seat. Donghyuck huffs at the space you created between your hands, squeezing at his knee.

This is going to be a long ride.

The moment you step into the party, there are people yelling out multiple ‘congratulations!’ and other stuff you can’t make out with the intense beats and loud music.

The team grins and thanks them nonetheless, already heading in and settling down with drinks and moves at the dance floor. You laugh at the sight of Ten dragging Sicheng into the dance circle, the awkward smile on the captain's face screaming out for help.

Donghyuck laughs along to the funny situation, you can feel his shoulder rumble and bump into yours. “Hey,” he whispers to you, “I’m gonna go get a drink, do you want anything?”

The room is dark, only a few beams of colorful light roaming around the room, and yet the sparkle in your best friend's eyes seems the lightest in the room, it’s mesmerizing and you never want to look away. “Sprite's okay,”

Your answer is barely above a whisper, you like to think it’s quiet because of the music in the background, but you know better. Donghyuck nods, sending you a small smile. He barely catches it, but he hears a small ‘thanks, hyuck,’ and it tugs tightly at his heartstrings.

He walks away, deep into the party, and before you know it, you’re alone. You suddenly grow flustered and embarrassed by how close you were to Donghyuck. Physically close. Hands on your face, you bite your lip to contain your smile, but the corners can’t lie when they curl upwards a little.

You slap your cheeks softly, reminding yourself that there is nothing there, he went on a date with someone else last week. He’s not interested.

In the midst of your reality check and reminders, you feel a sudden tap to your shoulder. Glancing to your left, you have to say you weren’t that shocked to see Huang Renjun.

Renjun was a very smart student, you know this, and he also has golden hands. Not physically, no, but artistically. He’s amazing at painting and drawing and all that art funk, and it amazes you. He expressed so many of his emotions just by painting a single stroke of his brush.

You’ve only met Renjun here and there, he was one of Jeno’s closest friends.

Renjun sends you a small smile, waving quite bashfully, “Hi Y/n,” you return the bashfulness, cheeks pulling up in a happy smile, “Renjun! Hey!”

He glances behind you, everywhere behind you, and grimaces once he’s stopped. “Have you seen Haechan? I wanted to congratulate him. And remind him of that art project he still hasn’t finished.”

You shake your head and chuckle, “That motherfucker told me he already finished it.”

“Let me guess, when he asked to hang out?”

You ponder over it for a second, smile widening when Renjun’s words were indeed true. “Did he do it to you too?”

The artist bellows a soft laugh, eyes sinking into pretty little moon crescents, before he shakes his head. “No, I think he would use it as an excuse to not hang out with me.”

That is a bit true, you remember when Yangyang became so disappointed when he caught Donghyuck in your dorm, tangled in your bed sheets as he took a nap. You, innocent and oblivious, simply told him he was going to accompany you as you work on an essay.

“But I cannot count how many times he’s procrastinated just to see you.”

Surprised, you whip your eyes wide open in surprise, mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. You feel flustered at his words, and your reaction, and you snap out of your shocked daze. “I’m sure it’s not that many times.”

Your heart beats fast, you wish it desperately doesn’t, you don’t want your hopes up again.

“Really? I thought he had a crush on you or something.”

You flush yet once again, heart rate drastically picking up and cheeks heating up so fast you don’t even know when it happened. Shifting awkwardly, you let out a nervous hiss, “I... thought so too.”

Renjun lets out a small hum, as if to ask to explain. You cough an awkward laugh, feeling your heart sink at the thought of Donghyuck rejecting you.

“I thought so too. I really thought so too. His recent actions really fooled me. I thought... I thought that maybe all the hugs weren’t so platonic, I thought I wasn’t the only one who thought the way he held me longer than usual was his feelings. And he even gave me a kiss on the cheek earlier.” Your smile makes Renjun chuckle, of course, just a friendly laugh, no intentions to fool you.

And suddenly you seem to be brought down to earth, and not cloud 9 where you imagine and overthought small actions. “B-but I know they didn’t mean anything to him. He went on a date last week to find someone.”

Renjun’s smile instantly falls, and his lip is caught between his teeth in shock. “I’m sorry,” he mumbles, looking down to his sneakers.

Attempting to light up and smile reassuringly, you shake your hands and head, but anyone could see through your bright eyes and smile. “N-no, it’s fine! It’s not like I like him...” You add a fake laugh at the end, a simple cough of a laugh, and you want to cringe at how fake it sounded.

“Y/n, it’s alright to admit your feelings. And I’m pretty sure Haechan was just on a date to get rid of his tooth rotting crush on you. Maybe he thinks the same things as you, but is just too scared to admit.” Renjun pats your shoulder reassuringly, his smile 10 times more comforting than his words. You feel grateful that he isn’t judging your situation.

Donghyuck, unsuspected of your deep talk with Renjun, stands a few feet away from you, 2 drinks in his hand. He’s excited to spend time with you for some reason, maybe it’s the party vibes, or the fact that he just won a game, or was it because he kissed your cheek? He doesn’t know, but he’s still excited nonetheless.

Donghyuck rushes through the crowd, his cup of coke and your cup of sprite ready in his hand. There are people who congratulate him, some only greeting, and most just moving out of his way to vibe to the music. Your best friend has a small, yet very excited smile on his face, never fading and waiting to widen when he sees you.

Funny, he does the complete opposite. Donghyuck freezes in his spot when he spots you speaking to Renjun, small, flustered smile and all. Feelings storm in his body, churning in his stomach, it has his heart sinking all the way to his feet, and a thick curtain of negativity (read: jealousy.) clouding his mind.

Why are you talking to Renjun? What are you talking about? Is he patting your shoulder? What for? How can you look so happy talking to someone that isn’t him?

All ridiculous thoughts, he would know, but he doesn’t really know with such a state of mind.

Renjun spots your best friend just a few meters behind you, frozen with a mixed expression. A mixed expression he recognizes as jealousy. He turns back to you, smiling, “Hey, Haechan’s right behind you. Tell him your feelings, Y/n. Really.”

You gape at your friend once again, but manage to slowly nod. “Maybe we can catch up some other time? Oh! I know this really cute moomin themed cafe-“

Hearing is a hard thing when you’re surprised and shocked, because all you can hear is your heartbeat as you feel a sudden grab to your forearm. Apparently, seeing is too, as all you see is Donghyuck’s familiar mop of hair covering your gaze, and his warm brown sweater is the only thing running through your mind as well.

“Mhm, yeah, sounds sooo interesting, Renjun.” Renjun is unable to stop the smug smirk growing on his face at Donghyuck’s scrunched eyebrows and glaring eyes, he knows exactly his feelings for you.

Donghyuck then turns around sharply, dragging you with him, growing more irritated when you mumble something about not saying a proper goodbye. “Bye! There, we said bye.”

You feel taken aback, and very hurt at Donghyuck’s sudden harsh attitude, what happened? Where was the bright, bubbly Hyuck that always wanted to participate in conversations and never wanted them to end?

“Donghyuck?” You call out for him as he simply pulls you with him through the crowd of people. Where did he put the drinks? He doesn’t really remember either. Growing frustrated, you tug your arm back lightly, “Hyuck,”

The boy doesn’t answer, instead encircling his fingers gently around your wrist. It’s softer than before, a lot softer, but his pace still stays fast and rushed.

Up the stairs, a few more steps, and a closed door, you finally get to stop moving, inside an unknown room. Donghyuck let’s your wrist go, letting you rest, but right as you are about to speak, he beats you to it with a quick voice.

“D-don’t talk to Renjun.”

His gaze is hard, and glaring daggers right at you, and they shoot straight to your heart. His voice however, wavered and unsure. He leaves you confused yet once again, frustration and confusion boils and bubbles in your stomach.

“What the hell, Donghyuck?!”

You’re the opposite of his state, your voice is so clear and set, spitting words and moving with such ease, but your gaze is shaking, filled with doubt and confusion, you wish they decided to glare right back at him, or pour beads of mixed feelings.

“Why can’t I just talk to another person? Just talk! Nothing happened. What, do you not want me to find my significant other?”

No, he wants to be your significant other. Why can’t you see that he stopped you because he wanted—wants to be your lover? He wants to tell you, show you. He wants to kiss you when he’s won a game, he wants to kiss you when you’ve won that big competition you've been rambling about for months, spend nights with you watching old barbie movies, and tuck you into bed when you fall asleep, and borrow Daegal for god knows how many nights.

But he’s scared someone will get to do it before him. Like Renjun. He’s good looking and good at painting and just so perfect, the art major could snatch you up anytime, and Donghyuck doesn’t want that.

“Please Donghyuck, say something! Why aren’t you-“

“Because I love you!”

This time, you don’t see each other for the next week.

It hurts, because he literally just admitted that he loved—loves you, but now he’s just ignoring you. You’re so confused, and tired, and just want to get rid of your high hopes that have grown even more after that night at the party.

He ran off right after he told you. You tried to run after him and catch him, but you were too late. That night, you couldn’t sleep, thinking of his words, and the next night you couldn’t sleep either. Along with the next night, and the next, and the next, until it hit a full week later.

At this point you wouldn’t be as attentive in class as you usually were, you would nap in between classes, during breaks, and most of the time be late to class. It sucked a lot. Damn Donghyuck and his cowardly self.

You almost manage to fully pass out on the table you chose to study on in the library, right on your physics book that made you even sleepier as you read it. However, a certain freshman sits next to you.

You open your eyes to see a blurry figure, their innocent smile shining, and hand waving over your face, “Hi,” their voice is hushed, as expected in the library, but it’s not a complete whisper, and you recognize the voice of Jung Sungchan.

You suck in a breath, rubbing at your tired eyes, before squinting them to see the boy clearly. He simply waits for you to process everything, for he knows what it’s like to suddenly wake up and not know where you are.

Once again, the younger sends you a friendly wave and a bright smile, mumbling a small ‘hey’ to which you smile and echo his words.

“What are you doing here?” Kind of a stupid question to ask, especially in a library, but you really are genuinely curious as to what his plans were here. Sungchan doesn’t seem to mind, pointing to the beanbag section behind him.

“I’m here with Shotaro, I’ve been busy with ice hockey practice and I have a free period right now, so we’re hanging out! I still gotta go this evening though, the second game is tomorrow.”

Right, the second game of the tournament is tomorrow. You wonder how Donghyuck is doing, was he perfectly fine and practicing well? He seems so unbothered by the night at the party, but unbeknownst to you, he really wants to apologize and just retry his confession. He didn’t expect it to be that sudden.

You seem to snap out of your sudden train of thoughts when Sungchan speaks up again, “The real question here is what are you doing here? I’ve noticed you’ve been more tired these days, you should really rest.” You’re always so amazed by how thoughtful Sungchan is, he’s always there to look out for anyone, some random classmate or friend, he’s always so caring to everyone.

You nod, giving Sungchan a grateful smile, before shutting your physics book, “Thank you, Sungchan. You always know how to make me feel better,”

Sungchan stays seated as you start to pack your bag and get ready to leave, gnawing on his lower lip nervously. 'Just ask her!' he thinks to himself.

Just as you wave goodbye to him and Shotaro in the corner, Sungchan springs up, wide, glossy eyes shocking you.

“W-wait!” Nodding, you stop in your tracks, waiting for Sungchan to continue.

“I know... that your situation with Haechan isn’t the best,”

Your eyes widen in shock, he knew about what happened? You wonder if Donghyuck told his friends about it, if he simply just told them bluntly or just out of regret. You hope it was regret, you’d accept it better than his telling them bluntly.

“But could you maybe come to the game tomorrow?” Sungchan looks so hopeful, eyes practically begging for you to say yes, and you want to with the way they seem to plead you.

You think about it for a second though, it would be pretty awkward if you met Donghyuck after the game. You wouldn’t know what to do or say. But then again, you do kind of want to slap him. Maybe.

You nod nonetheless, smiling at Sungchan’s suggestion, “Of course! For the team, even with my situation with Haechan,”

His nickname feels foreign to you, you realize it now when you’ve just said it. It feels like you don’t know your own best friend. You’re so used to hearing it, but it won’t roll off your tongue smoothly just yet.

Sungchan lights up, you can see it in his bright eyes, and widening smile, radiating so much relief that you feel happy. You give him one last smile, and a wave along to Shotaro in the corner, before turning around and walking out.

You don’t get to, because just a few steps forward a thought is tingling in your mind, and you want to fid the answer. Quickly turning around, you run up and grab Sungchan’s backpack to stop him from walking away. The boy turns back, alarmed, and blinks his big eyes in question.

You quickly retract your arm from holding him back, letting them flop to your sides instead. “How did you know about my situation with Donghyuck?” You almost say his nickname, but it would feel too weird, and so you use his real name.

You gnaw on your lip as you wait for Sungchan’s reply. The boy raises his head in thought, racking through his memories of how he found out. He smiles lightly when he remembers, lowering his head to look at you. “He wouldn’t get out of bed the next morning, and Jeno told us everything. He seems really upset at his actions.”

You are too. Does this mean he regrets it as in he actually doesn’t like you or he did it wrong? So many assumptions and thoughts cloud your mind, thinking of the worst and best scenarios to this case.

Sungchan opens his mouth at your clouded and mixed expressions, unsure of what to say, before he whips his head back behind him when Shotaro calls out for him. He faces back to you, scratching the back of his head awkwardly when you still seem to be in your thoughts. “S-so I’ll see you tomorrow?”

Your thoughts vanish into thin air at Sungchan’s hopeful voice, instantly nodding at him, “Yeah, of course!”

The boy nods and smiles brightly, before turning around and jogging up to his best friend.

You soon leave the library with the thoughts swirling in your mind yet once again, sticking and haunting your mind every second of the day until you get into bed.

You haven’t really processed what Donghyuck blurted out in the party, it’s like it just echos in your kind until it’s done feasting on it and just realizing what happened. Did he really love you? Love is a big word, it’s not the first choice of words you would expect to hear from your best friend and crush of who knows how long.

But yes, he really did love you. Does. He does love you. He loves you for helping him through all his worst days, for putting your priorities away just for him, for being the forever friend he needed. But as much as Donghyuck loves you, and longs for you, he doesn’t really want you to be there tomorrow, for so many reasons.

He knows he’ll feel so guilty, for just leaving you hanging there on a whole cliff with weight bringing you down called hope. But he also needs to apologize. He doesn’t quite have the best plan. Or courage. For all he knows he’ll probably help you up that cliff, and then pull a Scar like in The Lion King.

Donghyuck snorts to himself, thinking of how ridiculous it is to make a Disney movie reference in the middle of trying to sort out his emotions.

A sudden cheer of the crowd causes him to gasp and whip around.. You wouldn't be there, right? Not after what he's done, there's no way. It would eat himself alive if he had to play knowing you were there watching him. It's ironic, Donghyuck always found comfort in your presence, but now he doesn't want you watching him.

The curses in his head become very verbal when Donghyuck sticks his head and sees you there, in the same spot you've promised to sit in the whole tournament. This time his number isn't on your cheek, just a bright green 'gators!' replacing it. It looked quite out of place.

Next to you is Shin Ryujin and Hwang Yeji, this time sure to be there for the beginning of the match on time.

Feelings churn and mix in your best friend's stomach, raging like a storm, ready to be released in a physical form of hockey. Or literal shit. He doesn't know the answer, but he's not going to the bathroom anytime soon.

The guilt is so overwhelming, Donghyuck has felt nothing like it, blooming everywhere around his body. His heart, which aches and longs for you, but knows it's caged with fear and regret. His mind, erasing anything and everything, planting and growing the guilty thoughts and possibilities if you were to come across each other. His bones, that freeze in doubt and don't know what to do, it consumes his body, just like he knew it would.

Donghyuck can't really do anything about it, especially after staring at the exit for solid minutes, to the point where Sicheng had to drag him out and give him a reassuring ruffle on the head he was unaware of.

He quickly follows his captain out the changing room, shoving his mouth guard between his lips and messily bringing the helmet over his head. He's totally out of it, Donghyuck realizes, because there usually isn't a curtain of blonde strands blocking half his sight from the game. Quickly, the junior takes his helmet off, sweeping his hair back, before shoving the helmet back on.

He is unaware of the impact it had on your unsuspecting eyes and burning cheeks.

The team never comprehends how fast they go into the court, just a few warm-ups and the game is starting already.

Donghyuck somehow finds himself already in position, though him mind barely keeps up with his body. He takes a glance to his right, straight at Mark, the older notices and throws a reassuring thumbs up. It clearly did nothing at all.

The only thing that goes through the player's mind when the game finally starts is to 'focus you absolute fucking clown!' and 'don't look at her please dfjaiudj' and about 20 curse words in between each thought.

He can barely call what he's doing playing, this was not Haechan.

After a few solid minutes of trying to feel the game, Donghyuck finally does. He feels the rush of excitement in his veins when he somehow manages to steal the puck from the opponents. He feels the speed he naturally flows as he (attempts) to dodge and avoid anyone in front of him.

He quickly passes the puck to Yangyang, closest open, when he sees he's about to get cornered by a bunch of them.

Yangyang, pro ice hockey, dribbles the puck only for a few mere seconds, before he instantly shoots it in the goal. It's a close one, but he makes it.

The team acknowledges the cheering of the crowd, but quickly dismisses it to not get too happy just yet.

Once again, every player is back in their own world on the rink, in their zone, focusing and playing with their all. You haven't seen them play this seriously since Donghyuck and Jeno's first game when they first got accepted.

The puck is once again within Yangyang's grasp, as he slides around the ice skillfully with ease. At this point, he's definitely MVP. Not hat you know that much of hockey, but you can grasp it slightly with constantly hanging out with Hyuck and his roomates.

The opponents try to keep up with him, attempting to block him and steal the puck, but alas, Yangyang was just to fast.

One of them suddenly pop up in front of him, the team notices, and notice they have a chance of stealing it. Quickly, Donghyuck takes his chance of being the closest one and races to attempt to guard him from Yangyang, and succeeds at first, but he didn't wait for the impact he would get when his body slams with the player.

He slips slightly, and almost knocks Yangyang over, he notices the way his friend is tempted to help him regain his balance, but they're in the middle of a game, and he has the puck.

Yangyang almost loses the puck, just remembering when more of the opponents rush to try get it.

You notice the sour face Donghyuck keeps behind the helmet, a worried sensation twisting in your stomach. He regains his balance and continues on with the game, but dwells on his slip-up with regrets.

It runs throughout his mind every second he's playing, and though he's doing a bit better, he doesn't feel like it at all. He could've screwed up the whole game, heck, could've hurt Yangyang!

Donghyuck doesn't feel the need to smile smugly like he usually does when his team constantly scores, and he only just waves and hugs his teammates when they win.

He has too many things on his mind as he takes his quick shower, once again the first one to exit. Despite being the last one into the showers from the little pep talk with his coach (he was concerned of what was on his mind, typical best coach, coach Lee.) he's the first one out.

Donghyuck thanks the team and congratulates all of them as he waves to most of them who are still taking their victorious showers, and prepares to go back to the dorm and dread over his small mistake on his bed. Maybe even sneak Daegal in. No, Daegal reminds him way too much of you.

The hockey player notices the few stray practice hockey sticks sitting around in the benches, clicking his tongue in annoyance that they had left it out, yet once again.

He seizes the bag of plastic sticks and hauls it over his shoulder, before making his way over to the storage room. The room is next to the other changing room they would use for the other team who comes and plays, but they often use it for the figure skaters instead.

Just as Donghyuck walks out after placing the bag where it was supposed to be he exits the room and shuts the door, wondering who had put the sticks on the benches in the first place. He is shocked for a second the second he hears unfamiliar voices not far to his left, seeing as it was the other team.

He doesn't mind them, simply turning back around to retrieve his duffle bag, his only goal to make it back home and rest.

"Did you see that kid's mistake? Who was it, number 24?"

Donghyuck completely freezes in his spot and continues listening, shock numbing his movements. He feels slight rage within him for letting them assume it was Yangyang's fault, when it was clearly his.

How dare they even trash talk about Yangyang, when he was the best player who destroyed the match? A feeling mixes in Donghyuck's gut, he feels his heart sinking and the anger growing.

It grows even bigger when the some of the teammates begin to laugh, commenting at how they noticed as well.

As if his arm was controlling itself, Donghyuck places his duffle bag down and grabs at his hockey stick, gripping it hard. He may be upset at the mistake today, but that was his mistake, and none of his teammates deserve to take the blame.

Donghyuck is walking up to the group before he knows it, and a scowl paints his face, "Hey assholes!"

You are baffled when Mark comes running up to you int he parking lot, his hair only still damp after just getting out of the shower. "Y/n! Y/n! Have you seen coach?"

You shake your head and stand up from your seat on the curb, "No, why? Is there a problem?"

Mark is still panting, patting his chest, and you think for a hockey player, he should have a lot of stamina. But then again, that just got out of a game.

"H-haechan."

Instant concern fills you, grabbing at Mark's arm. "Haechan? What's wrong with Haechan?" The foreign name sits on your tongue and once again feels out of place, but that's the least of your problems.

Mark pants a few more breaths, before grabbing your forearm to lead you into the building. "He whacked some player in the face with his hockey stick,"

The nurses office is cold, as always with the extra chilly broken AC, but it's just a bit creepier now that Donghyuck is alone. He's always hated medical rooms. They give him lots of anxiety.

Thankfully though, he won't be alone for much longer, because you storm into the room, a threatening finger pointed up and ready to poke at Donghyuck's chest.

But unlike all the other light lectures of how he should be more careful during practice or a game, your best friend braces himself for something much more. Much worse.

To his surprise, you simply sigh and flop your arms back down to your sides, eyeing his many bruises scattered on his cheek. It's your favorite cheek too, the one with his pretty moles you would often daydream about. He doesn't need to know that.

Coach Lee came and quickly broke the fight after Sungchang ran a whole 10 blocks to come call him from his small break in the diner. He came to find Donghyuck with a bruises on his cheek and the other guy he fought with a black eye.

It was a tough to pull them apart, but they evetually managed to, and now Donghyuck is suspended for the rest of the season. Just until semi-finals, at least.

Your gaze travels to the way his fingers subtly pick on each other and the ice pack in his hands, and to the way his lower lip is softly trapped between his teeth. Your heart aches at how vulnerable Donghyuck looks.

With a soft sigh, you walk up to Donghyuck, and seize the ice pack from his hands. Donghyuck thinks it's stupid how his heart still manages to pick up at just the slightest touch of your fingers grazing his. You think it's even dumber how you feel it too.

Kneeling in front of your best friend, you press the ice pack to his cheek, lips twitching at the quiet hiss he lets out. Donghyuck's eyes squint, quite adorably, as he pouts at you, "That's cold."

You can't help but let out a small huff of a laugh, releasing the cold plastic into a softer hold, though you kind of did it on purpose. "Sorry," You then let go of the ice pack, letting Donghyuck take control of how hard to press it to his face.

He doesn’t face you, he doesn’t think he can.

“Did you have to hit him in the face with a hockey stick?”

Your question cuts through the thick tension, the second elephant in the room finally being acknowledged. The first one being whatever happened at the party.

Donghyuck scratches at a random itch at his wrist, avoiding your stern stare, “I mean, yeah. They were trash talking Yangyang when it was clearly my fault. They should’ve been talking about me, not him.”

Albeit thinking Donghyuck is still an ass, you still can’t help but be proud of his actions. But still a bit mad. He could’ve just ignored it, they won the game, after all.

Tired is all your best friend feels, physically. Now that he has company in the eerie room that had his anxiety running, he realizes he’s so tired. It’s just been 20 minutes since the game ended, he just barely managed to shower quickly and throw on a messy outfit before he started the fight. He wanted to get out of there as soon as possible.

Donghyuck snaps out of his daze when you jump up onto the cabinet far in the corner of the room, awkwardly clapping your hands on your thighs. You can’t seem to shake off Donghyuck’s stare though, you can feel it right at you.

You look up at him and sigh, “You’re still an asshole.”

Subject change, to the bigger elephant in the room.

Donghyuck knows. He’s been thinking about how much of a bitch he’s been the past few days. “I know.” He presses the ice harder into his cheek, in hopes of it numbing the many sensations mixing in him.

“Did you mean it? What you said at the party,” He means every single word. He won’t take any of it back, either.

Stiffly, Donghyuck nods slowly, just for a second. You barely manage to catch it, but you do, and it’s doing so much to you. Butterflies flying and fluttering all around your chest, before morphing into confusion and relief. It’s overwhelming, and causes you to start your rant.

“Then why did you run away?”

Donghyuck stays silent, mouth shut, he doesn’t know either. Impulse? Instinct? Or maybe it was fear.

“I love you too, you know?”

It’s like 3 words can change a person’s whole world, and ignite fireworks in one’s chest, because that’s exactly what Donghyuck is feeling. His lips urge to twist up in the brightest smile he’s ever mustered, he wants to jump up and down in the bed he sits on and tell Mark and Jeno how he’s finally got you to like him back.

“But still, what you did at the party, and then ghosting me hurts. A lot. I almost didn’t come to the game today. If it weren’t for Sungchan coming to ask me to come I wouldn’t have.”

Excitement and happiness melts into guilt yet once again, and instead of jumping, Donghyuck wants to sink into the mattress and disappear. He truly is sorry, and doesn’t want to feel any guiltier than before.

Strangely enough, when he glances at you, he doesn’t want to sink anymore. He wants to sit and hear you talk and just stare at you all day. You look really pretty right now for some reason. Maybe it’s because of how you’re very passionately venting out all your weekly stress that’s all probably because of him, or was it because his head wasn't in the great state after the fight?

Donghyuck finds himself trailing his eyes from your passionate ones, to your nose, occasionally scrunching up, he thinks it’s adorable. Your cheeks he misses squishing and pecking during daily catch up talk, and lastly, your lips.

They move with every word Donghyuck doesn’t pay attention to, pouting occasionally at some words, he remembers wanting to kiss them.

He still does.

For the fourth time, Donghyuck wants to kiss you again. Is it really the right time to be feeling like this? Doesn’t really matter because if it isn’t now, when is it? Will there ever be the perfect opportunity? Take the ones you get.

Donghyuck’s thoughts somehow hype him up, as he wants to shut you up with his lips.

“Donghyuck! Jesus christ, Hyuck! Do you ever listen to me? Come on, do something!”

Do something.

Suddenly, words he never thought he’d be telling himself are ringing through his brain, swirling and taking over every thought and decision going up in there.

Kiss her you fool!

Just as you were about to yell your best friend’s name even louder this time, he unexpectedly and very recklessly stands up from his bed, rushing up to you in such speed that startles you. “Hyu-“

Donghyuck stands in between your legs, one of his hands dragging you by the waist to the edge of the counter, as the other puts the ice pack down to hold your neck. It’s so cold, yet gentle, you’re shocked by it, but you have a bigger shock waiting for you just a second later.

Your best friend, crush of who knows how long, Lee Donghyuck, is pressing his lips to yours tightly, pressing harder with every second to wait for your response.

Like putty in his hold, you completely melt into his touch, finally relaxing and letting him lead the way. You’ve been going your own way for so long, and it feels refreshing to finally trust someone to guide you down another flow.

Donghyuck’s lips feel soft, they brush delicately against yours, before taking yours between them in a soft lock. Lips shifting, you kiss back fully, and you find your hands trailing up to hold Donghyuck’s jaw.

Kissing you was not exactly what Donghyuck thought it would be like, but that’s his fault for startling you. When you kiss back however, it feels like everything he’s dreamt of. You two did agree to be each other’s first kisses in 9th grade, but that was just a small peck on the lips. Maybe 2 but that doesn’t matter anymore. He’s kissing you with so much more emotion and real love, and you’re reciprocating it with just as much feelings.

It feels heavenly, especially when you lightly fiddle with the hairs at the nape of his neck, and Donghyuck thinks there was no better time than now. In a cold, dark room after fighting a random dude, and getting distracted by your crush instead of listening to her rant. Yes, perfect.

You pull away quite hurriedly, after all your gasp of air was short lasted and very sudden. You take in short, quick breaths, feeling the tip of your nose nudge against Donghyuck’s.

You can tell he’s nervous, his fingers on your waist are nervously drumming against your jacket and he’s removed his other hand to retrieve the ice pack once again. His eyes softly gaze into yours for any sign of discomfort, worried if he’s stepped over the line.

“Is your lip bleeding?”

Donghyuck’s face scrunches up in confusion, “What?”

“I can taste a bit of blood,” His heart feels like soaring from his chest and bouncing all around his body when your thumb lightly brushes against his lower lip, before gently pulling it down.

“Oh my god, there’s a cut!” Donghyuck can feel the cut sting when you tug a little more, quickly swatting your hand away to replace it with his, “Don’t touch it! Ow-“

Donghyuck juts his lower lip out in a pout, lightly grazing his finger on the cut, before hissing loudly and flinching away. He places his hand over his mouth in pain, taking a few steps back as he whines.

He is unaware of the laughter you try to hold back, but it is quickly acknowledged when you accidentally snort, slapping your own hand over your mouth before you start snickering.

It wasn’t long until your crush starts laughing along softly, staring at your blissful, happy expressions, reaching out to brush away the few strands that fall in front of your face.

Your smile still stays on as you slowly but finally die down from your laughing fit, reaching up to catch Donghyuck’s hand and tangle it with yours. It’s familiar, with the amount of times you’ve done it, but it’s a bit different now after you kissed.

"I'm sorry," Donghyuck mumbles softly. You shake your head and tilt it in confusion, picking up the ice pack from his hands to press it to his face much gentler than before. "For the blood? Oh please, I'm sure you knocked out a few teeth from the guy you hit."

Donghyuck bellows low, soft laughter, encircling his fingers dearly around tour wrist. You can't help but smile at the sound, it's been far too long since you've heard it.

"No, I mean for leaving you hanging like that." Your best friend admits bitterly, he clearly isn't proud of the fact he did it, sighing and looking down at your lap. "It was wrong and cowardly of me to do so. I was just scared, I guess. I'm a coward, you know that." He mumbles.

"But I'm not too sure which I'm more terrified of," Donghyuck's tone changes suddenly, and he looks up with a glint of playfulness, "You rejecting me, or your nagging."

At that, you (not so) lightly kick his shin, pressing the ice pack hard against his cheek. Donghyuck backs away, clasping at his leg, "Ow! I was kidding!"

Your chuckle a second later causes his eyes instantly trail over to your smile, his own itching to grow bigger when you beckon him back to you. He does so gladly, his cheek feeling once again numb at the ice pack you place on his cheek.

"I really am sorry, Y/n. You don't even know how guilty I felt, I still feel. You remember when I stole Jaemin's ice cream once, and he got really upset? Remember how guilty I felt?  The guilt I feel right now is like 3 times as bad. It's like when Mark feels guilty, and he gets super guilty. Like that one time he didn't ask for Ten's permission to use his netflix account but he still-"

"You're rambling."

"Right. The point is, I still feel like a dick and I need you to forgive me- verbally. Or I will stay guilty for the rest of my life."

You scoff at the exaggeration at the last part, "I doubt that."

"Y/n that's not the point!" Donghyuck whines, poking at your sides.

A soft giggle bubbles in your throat, you let it flutter around the air and let Donghyuck relish on the sound, before nodding. "Fine, I forgive you, Donghyuck."

He finally relaxes completely at your words, feeling tranquility and peace he's felt before, he's felt whenever he's around you. What more could he want now when he's got you?

"But," You perk up with a small smile and a finger held up in the air. Donghyuck simply stares into your sparkling eyes with attentiveness and curiosity when you poke his other cheek, before it spreads into your whole palm caressing his soft cheek. "you'll need to make up with lots of movie marathons, kisses, and sneaking Daegal into your dorm."

Your lover, crush, your best friend, laughs, nodding, as he leans down to steal one more kiss from you. Second from many more kisses you share in the future.

mini bonus!

You nearly screech in surprise as the door to Donghyuck's room busts open, and you are both shocked to see Chenle there, his hands on his hips as he frowns disappointingly. No words are shared as he marches up to the both of you, not even a single glance until the young chinese boy has his daughter in his arms.

At last, eye contact is made, and you can barely stifle in your laugh as he squints them, "I'm taking the dog," He cradles Daegal into his chest preciously, glaring at the both of you, "dumbasses."

The boy then storms out with Park Jisung who you didn't even realize was by the door, completely dumbfounded at what just unfolded before you just seconds ago.

Both you and Donghyuck shrug, moving on with the movie playing in front of you. You find comfort in your boyfriend's fluffy hair in replacement of the fur of the beloved puppy, fingers running through the strands with care, "Your sneaking skills are really shit."

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[daegall]

[00:44]

pairing: bad boy!hyuck x burnt out!reader

genre: angst, hurt/comfort, tiny bit of fluff

warnings: a mental breakdown, smoking

a/n: yeah i might not be too good rn

netowrks/taglist: @neoturtles @knet-bakery @kflixnet @ficscafe + @soobin-chois &lt;3

"I hate it here."

Haechan laughs at your comment, pulling his cigarette away from his lips. Along with his laughs, comes smoke, sliping thorugh his parted lips. He never liked smoking, he only did it when he was stressed.

And being with you, it strangely helps lift the stress from his body. He never knew why.

"Tell me about it," He chuckles out, bringing his cigarette back to his lips.

"I'm being serious, Lee Haechan."

To his utter surprise, your voice is shaky, duller than it usually is.

And when he turns his head to look at you, his heart sinks when he realizes you have tears welling in your eyes, your lips shaking and very much failing at trying not to frown.

Almost instantly, he flicks his wrist, his cigarette falling to the gravel below you.

It wasn't common for you to cry in these nights, it would always be him. Tired of life. This time, it's you who's looking so fucking done with your life, and you must be really sick of it. It's always be a stone cold face, a mask, nothing but an expressionless feature you'd keep up.

This is the first time you've cried, and you've been having midnight meet-ups like these for about a year now.

"Are you okay?"

You shoot a sour glare at your nightly companion at this, growing annoyed at the phrase you hear everyday. It's stupid, you think, how you could be at your worse state, and yet he still asks the obvious.

"No, Haechan. I am not, if you can see."

Haechan is taken aback. What happened to his calm, collected partner in crime? Well, nightly partner in crime. You don't know each other in broad daylight.

"Do... you want to talk about it?"

You find your eyes rolling instinctively at the question. You've spent how many nights comforting him and the son of a bitch still asks the basic questions.

Truth be told, Haechan is scared. He knows what to do when Jisung or Jaemin cry, but if the salty tears are coming from you, he's blank, because you're so strong, he knows this, and to have you cry, is like having his confidence-his happiness-stripped from himself.

"Yeah," you answer quietly, "I really want to talk about it."

Haechan reaches out to take your hand in his, pulling you towards him. "I'm here to listen."

The moment his hand is slipped in yours, it's gone from your warmth. You've pulled your hand back fiercely, wiping it over your eyes, before you stand up in front of him.

"No, no you're not! You're never there to listen, Lee Haechan!"

You choke on your words halfway, suppressing a sob that attempts to slip through your lips.

The sight of you choking up, trying to keep in your tears, not being able to stop any cries is practically breaking Haechan. His strength is weak, and he can't bare see someone he would consider his other half in such a vulnerable state in front of him.

"Are you there in the morning, when I wave to you? Are you there when I'm struggling with a stupid math equation? Are you there when I'm eating alone in the fucking bathroom because god forbid I sit alone in the cafeteria and embarrass myself while I hope and want you to come sit next to me and tell me your god awful dad jokes!"

Never has he ever been there for you. You're just a punching bag to him, to go to when he's down, when his parents get upset at him for simply having fun, when he gets ditched by his friends.

What different is he from them when he ditches you too?

Haechan realizes this now. And god, does he want to jump off a fucking bridge.

"I'm sick of it! I hate it! I hate you! I hate myself! And don't you fucking dare tell me I shouldn't hate myself because there is only one of me in this world. And it's so stupid when they are all the same! Saying I'm the only me, but they're the ones saying the same goddamn thing! They're being like others, being with others, while I'm just being me! I don't want to be me, Haechan, I don't want to be myself if it means there's only one. I don't want to be left alone again."

At this point, you don't even know what you're saying. There's this one big black void in you that's finally let go. What you've been keeping in for so long is finally free.

Haechan can't believe this is what's been going on under the mask, under the poker face he grew to think it's a normal expression. He's been nothing but a dick to you, and he can't believe he's just realizing now.

"I just want someone to be there, you know? Best, worst, I really don't care. As long as someone treats me as well as I treat them."

In a way, he gets you. He knows what you feel. He understands completely, and suddenly, he doesn't feel so alone anymore.

You swallow down a sob, wiping your arm across your face messily. God, you feel so stupid for showing such a weak side of yourself. "Sorry you had to go through that," You mumble weakly after a few minutes of doing nothing but crying your soul out, flicking off a few particles of sand from your shirt.

Haechan did nothing, but sit there, to your surprise, but you're a bit grateful for that. He listened for once. Though, a hug would be great, but at least he kept quiet and actually let you finish.

"I understand if you'd want to," You pause, glancing up at Haechan's face. "skiddadle, or something." you finish when you see he has a blank face.

"No." he breathes out after a few seconds. "No, I'm not leaving you alone again."

Oh. How funny. It took a whole breakdown for him to realize now.

Haechan stands up, and strangely, you see his arms raise as well. And to your utter shock, he wraps them tightly around you, bringing you into an embrace.

It feels very weird. Not because it's a fake hug like all your 'friends' or 'family' give you, but it's because it feels so... nice. You never thought Lee Haechan was good at hugging.

"I'm sorry." His arms bring you closer, and you hear a small sniffle come from him. "I'm sorry for only noticing now."

Haechan feels much better (or worse? The tears come faster) as he feels your arms circle around him loosely, hanging my his waist. And he can't help but sob when you push yourself further into him, your tears drenching his shoulder.

"I promise you, Y/n," He whispers in your ear, swaying side to side. "if I ever leave you, you can skiddadle or something, and I'll come running right back for you."

This time, you want him to run after you. You want him to be the one to go through your worst with you, your best even. You want him to be there and to finally see you as someone he can count on, and someone he can have count on him too.

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[daegall]

Of smiley faces and hearts

pairing: best friend! hyuck x reader

genre: fluff!!, best friends to lovers!AU

warnings: mentions of inappropriate drawings and a dick lmao

word count: 662 words

a/n: for dearest notice me senpai anon, thank you for the idea lovely!! had a writers block recently so i truly thank you for getting me out of my block uifjkadf

networks: @neoturtles @knet-bakery @kflixnet @ficscafe

Donghyuck has a very strange way of showing affection, you've noticed this from the one sleepover where he offered you many cups of soda and sprawled his body on top of yours. Not a good idea, he was pressing against your bladder.

He also enjoys strange things like bumping his head to your back when approaching you from behind, or just straight up tackling you to the ground the moment he sees you.

It's entertaining, and never a dull moment with him, which you very much enjoy.

You were supposed to do your assignments and study when you went over to Donghyuck's dorm, not end up mindlessly flipping through one of his comic books as he does something on your arms. You don't know what he's doing, probably drawing inappropriate drawings to be on arms.

You're half asleep, you know this very well. The warmth of Donghyuck's bed, with the warm rays of the sun that shine through his thin curtains, and his own presence right next to you, it feels incredibly live heaven.

You place the comic book down by your side, opting to take a nap just for a while.

Though your eyes are completely closed, it's still bright from the sun shining into the room, but you manage to somehow fall asleep. You think it's the soft humming coming from Donghyuck that lulls you sleep completely.

And the nice sensation of the tip of a pen dragging against your skin. You really hope he doesn't draw a dick on your arm.

However, the nice soothing sensation stops, and suddenly your eyelids aren't as bright as before, it's as though someone was blocking the sun away from you.

As you peek an eye open, you find your suspicion was correct. Donghyuck is looking down at you with a lopsided smile, head tilting to the side. God, he looks adorable with his messy hair.

Before you know it, he's reached out and pressed 2 heart stickers to each of your cheeks, stroking them to smooth them out. But he does stroke his whole palm against your cheek, and you lean into his gentle touch.

Donghyuck strangely looks like an angel, with the sun shining behind him and a peaceful smile adorning his face, it's mesmerizing. He's mesmerizing.

Donghyuck lifts one of your hands up, and from your wrist, all the way to your shoulder, scatters small drawing of smiley faces and such on your arm. You smile warmly at the sight, finding the deed very endearing.

Your best friend presses his lips to the first drawing he finds on your arm, before he quickly peppers kisses all the way up your arms, the vibrations of his chuckles against your skin feeling blissful.

By the time he's reached your shoulder, he's staring into your eyes with so much emotion, you're not so sure how you can keep up with him.

Donghyuck then presses a kiss to your cheek, right where he stuck the heart sticker, and reaches to press another one to your other cheek with smiley lips.

It's all to fast, or maybe you're just half asleep, but before you know it, Donghyuck has his lips between yours, lightly smiling into your lips. When did he become so bold? For all you know, he's always just been a flirty guy, you never thought your crush since 8th grade actually meant all the flirting.

You deepen the kiss nonetheless, threading your fingers in his oh so messy hair.

It's when he pulls away, when you completely realize what's happened.

"Never knew you were so confident," You breathe out. It blows against his lips, and feels all too good.

"You just looked so kissable."

You raise an eyebrow at this, the corners of your lips curling up, "For a best friend, I don't really think so."

"Yeah?" Donghyuck whispers, "want me to prove it?"

And he kisses you again. And again, and over and over until you're pretty sure you're not best friends anymore.

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[daegall]

Danger

pairing: boyfriend! Hyuck x reader

genre: fluff

warnings: uhh the sneaking in of a boyfriend i guess

word count: 950 words

a/n: the clay i bought online looks strangely like literal shit and i am concerned

networks: @neoturtles @knet-bakery @kokonomi @twozeronet + @https-dream <33

Danger was never a part of your personal dictionary. This is because of your strict and paranoid parents who would never let you go out or do anything you wanted just because you accidentally ended up in the wrong 'friend group' back in middle school.

Now they wouldn't let you go out on your own unless it was with them, or a friend they trust. They don't trust any of your friends.

However, on one particular day, the epitome of 'danger' shows up to your doorstep and is asking you on a date. You recognized this certain person as Lee Haechan, one of your art classmate, Renjun's, best buddies.

Haechan often swings around the art room to steal a few notes and maybe even a couple looks at you. A few conversations later and he scores a date.

And here danger is, tumbling into your room through your window. You wince at the thump he makes when he lands on your floor, wincing harder at the expression of pain painting his face.

"Shh!"

Donghyuck chuckles at your paranoid behavior, propping himself up against the wall. "Your boyfriend falls into your room and your first reaction is to shush him. Gosh, I feel truly loved."

You pinch lightly at his ear, before plopping onto your bed, "You know what my parents are like, Hyuck,"

Though still trying to regain his breath, Donghyuck smiles lightly at the name you call him. It's a nice change from 'Haechan', in his opinion. Very affectionate.

"Oh, if only they knew the real bad behavior you—"

"—no, if only they knew how soft you are for me! Can't even last how many hours without me."

"Oh, but of course. How could I ever survive the night without your kisses?"

Donghyuck fakes a pout, pursing his lips out, and coos at you with grabby hand motions. You simply snort and swat his hands away from you, scooting to make space on your bed for him.

He instantly slides in next to you, zipping his jacket off and kicking off his slides. Your boyfriend leans down to catch your lips in a small peck, sweet and short, before he pulls away and falls to your bed, dragging you with him.

Comfort he has been searching for all week finally floods over him as he basks in your blankets, he likes how your bed is perfectly warm. Being roommates with Seo Johnny is truly a pain, especially when they both agreed on leaving AC settings duty to him. Darn Seo Johnny and his oh so often workout sessions with Jaehyun that leave them sweaty and in need if cooling down. Now his room is practically an igloo.

Plus, you're in his arms, so what could Donghyuck ever ask more for? The comfort adds tenfold when you lean down to place a soft kiss by his cheekbone, your lips pressing against one of many beauty marks, before the sensation his gone.

The sensation repeats again and again as you continue your journey of your personal constellations on his cheeks and neck, kissing each and every mole you see. They're the first thing you noticed when you first saw him. Standing out, and yet so beautiful on his sunkissed skin. Heck, you might just have a soft spot for them.

How could Donghyuck ever survive the night without your kisses? Your soft, affectionate kisses that never fail to leave him speechless?

It's not like you can survive a night without his kisses either.

These are the nights you look forward to, the ones that start off with nothing but bore and stress, before blooming into adrenaline when Donghyuck attempts to climb in through the window, and lastly, fall to comfort and relaxation, a true stress reliever.

You don't know how long it takes until you twi finally fall asleep, after hours of talking and promising one another that one would stay awake and stay on lookout, but it feels like only minutes.

Though relaxing, and truly blissful, the adrenaline and nervousness comes back when you wake up and realize one if you have broken your promise ti stay awake.

"Hey, in my defense, your bed is super comfy and you were just so cuddly it made me sleepy too!"

You roll your eyes, zipping up Donghyuck's jacket as he tries to reason with you, "Oh hush and get out before my parents find out you snuck in last night!"

A cheeky smile curls on his lips at how rushed you were acting, though only 5:30 in the morning.

"I'll see you at class?" Your boyfriend mumbles as he opens your window, looking back at you for confirmation. Nodding, you open up your window fully when he wouldn't, patting his butt to encourage him to exit, "Yes, you will, now go!"

"Wait!" Alarmed, you stop all movement, only to melt when you realize that Donghyuck had suddenly stopped you jus to catch your lips in a soft kiss, the last kiss before another busy day starts. Your lips lock for the last time, before you quickly pull away.

Footsteps outside your door cause you to panic, and you pat Donghyuck's cheek once more, before closing the window.

Your mother strolls in, whipping her head left to right. She jumps slightly when she notices your awkward form by your window, "Oh! Good morning, Y/n. Do you know where the broom is?"

"Uh, I think it's by the bathroom."

"Okay, thank you."

You peek behind your shoulder as your mother disappears out the room, smiling warmly at the sight of your boyfriend waving goodbye with flying kisses and hearts.

Danger was never part of your personal dictionary, but you never said Lee Donghyuck wasn't.

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[daegall]

[08:37]

pairing: (slight) bad boy!hyuck x reader

genre: fluff, slight bad boy!AU,

warnings: reader is implied to be left handed, haechan is dared to play reader but is unable LMAOO

word count: 565 words

a/n: another idea given by lovely notice me senpai anon <3 literally my only motivation left HAHAHA

networks/taglist: @neoturtles @knet-bakery @kflixnet @ficscafe + @soobin-chois &lt;3

Lee Haechan will never trust Lee Jeno again. Ever.

Technically, he hates himself too, but he'll only put all the blame on Lee Jeno.

When he said he could swoon anyone, he didn't mean for him to pick you. His crush of 2 years. God, he's not gonna swoon you, you're gonna swoon him!

And now here he finds himself, staring straight at you, ignoring the math lesson as he notices each and every move you make. He notices how you tap your pen on your notebook, before spinning it between your fingers. It's cool.

You know what would also be cool? If you could play with his hair like that. Yeah that would be so-

Suddenly, the fingers he had imagined to be twiddling and twirling his hair is suddenly waving in front of him, and through those fingers, he sees your confused face, and a small amused smile playing on your lips.

Donghyuck's eyes wide, you note, and his head turns very slowly back to the front and his eyes are gone from yours.

He hears your laugh next to him, ever so soft and melodious. He's sure if he heard it too often he'd mistake his favorite song for your laugh.

After a few minutes, you've focused back on class, but Donghyuck can't help but focus on you.

Your eyes in a hurry, darting up to the whiteboard, before down at your notebook, your lip that is caught between your teeth in concentration, hell, how you would pick on the lint of your sweater by habit.

And now that's he's really paying attention to you, he notices how you're left handed. Donghyuck wants to thank Jaemin for waking him up so early in the morning, if not then he wouldn't have been able to snatch the seat next to you.

The more he stares at your lint picking, the more he wants to hold your hand. That's it, he could swoon you like that, right?

Not so smoothly, your seatmate's hand shifts slowly closer to yours, tapping on the cold desk. You very much notice how close he's getting to your hand, and yet you don't shift a single bit.

His fingers are so close to yours, just about hovering right next to them. You can feel his warmth already, feel his fingertips brush just on top of your knuckles. And before you know it, Donghyuck has set his hand right on top of yours, his fingers shyly slipping between yours.

Took him long enough.

You turn to look at your seatmate, only to find his lips quirked up, eyes glued on his notebook, where he scribbles many patterns, and strangely, a soft hue of pink dusting his cheekbones and nose.

Is Lee Haechan really blushing because he held your hand? Now, that's not too Haechan like to you.

A sudden surge of confidence runs through your veins, resulting you to be bold enough to twist your hand around, and intertwine your fingers properly with his.

Though, the second this happens, all your confidence flies away, and you find a hot sensation traveling through your body. It's spreading from your hand held in Donghyuck's, to your neck, and all around your face.

Are you seriously blushing too?!

One glance at your face, and Donghyuck knows he's swooned you. And he knows that one glance at his, you've swooned him.

He suddenly doesn't hate Lee Jeno that much.

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[daegall]

—7LIN' WITH NCT DREAM

pairing: nct dream x reader

genre: fluff, some crack

warnings: none, i think

word count: 300-400 per member

a/n: efjadj literally a day on hiatus i wrote this LMAO

also just realized most of these are sleepovers pls i miss sleepovers someone take me to a sleepover </3

networks/taglist: @neoturtles @knet-bakery @kokonomi @twozeronet + @peachxyverse <33

*･༓☾ MARK LEE

— in the dead of night, cooking random foods

You know Mark Lee, you’ve known him for years now. You know the littles habits he has and the small peeves he holds, you know what he’s feeling whenever and wherever. You are aware of how he has those sleepless nights where he writes music and lyrics, and you are completely aware of the small thing he does when he’s feeling hungry on those nights.

Fortunately, tonight you stayed over to do an assignment, so there’s no need for calling multiple times or asking your neighbor Renjun to go wake you up. You love Mark, you really do, but on these nights you just wish to throw him out the window. Affectionately? Maybe, you think to yourself as Mark scurries around to look for ingredients.

“What are we even making anyways?”

“‘m craving some fried chicken.”

“Mark there is literally KFC like 2 blocks away.”

Mark stubbornly shakes his head, opening his fridge to look for buttermilk. It’s his favorite when it comes to your cooking, buttermilk fried chicken, “But it’s different when we make it!”

“You mean when I make it?”

Your best friend huffs, sticking his tongue out at you, “Yes. When you make it.”

15 minutes later (plus a few minutes of trying to teach Mark how to fry chicken), you put the plate of fried chicken on the coffee table in front of the tv, plopping next to Mark on the couch. He instantly reaches out for a leg, hungrily munching on it as you switch through many channels on the tv. You settle with the channel playing E.T, knowing it would eventually cause Mark to fall asleep due to the many times he’s watched it.

“So, you write any new songs?”

Mark hums enthusiastically, shoving the rest of his chicken in his mouth, before placing the bone back on the plate. He then reaches for his beloved guitar beside him, instantly plucking on the strings skillfully. He then sings a small tune softly, glancing at you once in a while to see if you’re dozing off.

You’re not, and you know you won’t, not when Mark has his guitar out. It’s your favorite habit of his, when he randomly pulls his guitar out to play a little something.

You snicker and point at his hands, “Hah! You’re getting your guitar oily!”

*･༓☾ HUANG RENJUN

— in the middle of a field

Your parents have always said, stranger danger, but honestly you think otherwise.

Especially when the stranger randomly showed up next to you while you were having a breakdown and decided to lay down next to you. Yeah, stranger no danger.

You don’t need to speak, he doesn’t need to speak to know that you’re both safe with each other. No weird intentions, just comfort from each other’s presence. At first, you were quite annoyed, and felt an urge to yell at him to go away, but you strangely feel the urge fly away with each minute that passed by.

Funny, this reminds you of times when you were a child, when you simply just sat with another and the next day you would be acting like you’ve known each other for years.

Only, you have absolutely no idea who this stranger is.

“So,” you breath out, glancing to your right, where he layed. “I’m Y/n. You are?”

“Renjun,” The stranger responds, sending you a thin lipped, awkward, yet adorable smile, sticking his hand out to you. You stick your hand out and shake his hand for a mere second, before pulling away and facing back up to the sky.

“Thank you for accompanying me,” You mumble, pulling at some grass underneath you. A small habit you grew to get used to, after that one track and field day in fourth grade. Waiting for your turn is very boring and takes a long time, so you had to resort to some form of entertainment. Maybe you should be a gardener in the future.

“I wouldn’t mind resorting to gardening either, really.” Renjun chuckles after you told him of your little spontaneous idea.

“Hmm, if we have no chance of life by 30, let’s open a plant shop and own a whole garden.”

He shrugs, you can almost feel it by your shoulder, before he faces you with a small lazy and lopsided smile, “I wouldn’t mind.”

Comfort and joy you haven’t felt for weeks finally waves over you at the idea of opening a little plant shop with a guy you’ve just met. A small spark ignites within you at how relaxing and almost surreal the moment feels, knowing this would be the start of a long friendship.

*･༓☾ LEE JENO

— in the middle of his living room at a sleepover

It’s basically traditional now, to have sleepovers with Jeno. Either at your house, or his house, they all go the same way.

Come over, eat a bunch of snacks while playing board games, watch a bunch of movies, nap for a hot minute, and wake back up to Jeno playing video games with Hyuck and Jaemin, and then your favorite part, when you two can’t sleep because of the nap you took before.

Or maybe the apple juice you drank. Probably both.

And here you lay, the clock hitting midnight, staring at the blank ceiling of Jeno’s living room. Green and purple shapes start to form from how dark the room is, and you trail your eyes all over the room, trying to get rid of them.

Your eyes move constantly, all around the room, until your head turns to your right and catches Jeno’s which were staring right at you.

“What are you doing?” He giggles, a small twitch at the corner of his lips he is unable to hold back curls up into a smile, his eyes scrunching up as well. You can’t help but start to chuckle as well, poking at Jeno’s stomach.

“Not sleeping.”

“You know, they say when you can’t sleep it’s because you have a lot on your mind.”

You chuckle, shaking your head, “I think it’s because we have a lot in our stomachs.”

Jeno agrees, his head is completely empty, ready for sleep, but his body just won’t comply, it’s too full of energy. He sighs, catching your hand and softly intertwining your fingers. So many things you could do at such a time, watch another movie, play another game, heck, go for a walk.

Jeno knows you’re also trying to figure out what to do, he can tell by the way your fingers drum against the back of his hand softly. Only one thing can come to your mind, and you think it’s also on Jeno’s.

You turn your head to your best friend, “Should we eat some more?”

He nods with a grin, “Let’s eat some more.”

The night is filled with many kinds of sandwiches, ham sandwiches, grilled cheese sandwiches, egg sandwiches, everything you could try. The full stomach keeps you on until 5 am, where you pass out of the couch instead of the air mattress you set up in the living room.

You have a good morning’s sleep and wake up to Renjun and Jaemin shaking you awake and complaining about sleeping in a bad position, but you only groan at the sight of sandwiches contained in Tupperware's they brought for breakfast.

*･༓☾ LEE DONGHYUCK

— at the library, reading children’s books on bean bags

As childish and immature your boyfriend is, he always cherishes those rare moments where all you two do is just rest and bask in each other’s embrace. It always leaves a special memory in his heart.

And this is probably the only reason he likes the library, because it’s your favorite relaxing spot in all of town. Though it’s quiet, and painfully boring, you always make up for it in many different ways. Sneaking in snacks and eating at a far, hidden corner together, cuddling against a bookshelf, hell even the fact that the librarian treasures you to the point she gives you access to the library’s (though old and dusty,) cherished computer.

There’s never a boring moment in the library when he’s with you.

And Donghyuck especially wants to keep this moment to his heart, feeling it swell affectionately when you scoot your bean bag closer to his and lay your head on his lap. He loves how you act so natural with it, sending him a cheeky smile before picking your book back up to continue reading.

One benefit Donghyuck gets when dating you, reading more often. Well, it was more of Johnny’s doing, forcing you two to start your own little book club when he found out you two almost never read books. He did good making that decision, especially with this week’s books.

This week’s theme is children’s stories, agreed mutually after Mark’s little sister was surprised you didn’t know all these classic children’s tales.

Donghyuck raises his hand and instantly runs it through your hair, softly playing with the strands as you two get lost in your own fairytales. You chose the book 'Jack and the Beanstalk’ after vaguely remembering slight details about it, but only one came to mind.

Your boyfriend chose ‘Little red riding hood’, strangely curious as to how the wolf gobbled grandma so quickly, and how she even survived.

Donghyuck’s subtle playing with your hair has you feeling awfully sleepy, shutting your book and placing it on the ground next to you. He looks at you alarmed, though chuckles the next second when he notices your sleepy eyes gazing up at him.

“Can you read it out loud?” You request, shifting to make yourself comfortable on his lap.

Donghyuck hums, before softly mumbling the story out loud, his voice soothing and smooth, luring you in to continue listening, yet at the same time almost lulling you to sleep. You choose sleep, obviously, with how comfortable you feel.

Not even 10 minutes later, Donghyuck decides that his review for the book will be 1 star, because who the hell can survive being eaten by a wolf? He places both of your books on the top of a shelf, before joining you on the bean bags to take a short nap.

*･༓☾ NA JAEMIN

— in your room, supposedly studying but actually doing anything but studying

Usually, you do productive stuff when it comes to hanging out with Jaemin, but today was different. For better, you feel, but you kind of know it’s worse too.

You two have gotten bored of doing a bunch of assignments, instead finding much comfort lying on Jaemin’s bed, under the covers, watching a ton of Dodo animal videos. At first you started with a movie, but after watching a daily dose of internet video you chose to watch a bunch of animal videos. It’s a bit scary how one could get so carried away on the internet.

You awe and lean your head on Jaemin’s shoulder at the sight of the once cold and mean cat snuggling up to her owner, swinging your legs back and forth in the air. After lots of shifting, you find laying on your stomach the best, though your neck position is killing you.

“If we were to get a cat, what would you name it?”

You hum at the question, thoughtfully thinking of all the possibilities. “Cool goob.” You conclude.

Jaemin giggles at your answer, clicking on another dog video, “I would name them Doug.”

You nod at his decision, glancing at his phone screen. “And for a dog?”

“Douggie.”

“Jaem, that’s literally the same name you gave for the cat.”

“No, this one has-”

Suddenly, light pools through and stings at your eyes, and both you and Jaemin groan and stuff yourselves into the sheets. Renjun narrows his eyes at the both of you and tosses the blanket to the side, with Jeno snickering at your conversation they had previously eavesdropped on.

“Don’t tell me you two are planning to adopt cats and dogs.”

“Who’s adopting what?” Chenle peaks his head into the room, and Jisung hums in wonder. “Can the cat be something less hairy? I’ve got allergies, you know that.”

“I suppose a Siamese would be okay.”

Mark and Donghyuck walk in after Chenle and Jisung, excitedly, after hearing about adoption, “Ooh! Can we get a dog too?”

“No! Nobody’s adopting anything! You’ll all just end up dumping all the responsibilities on me again!”

The room goes silent at the truth Renjun spits, the air getting a bit tense at his sudden tiny burst.

“...hamster?”

“Zhong Chenle! We are not getting another Jisung!”

*･༓☾ ZHONG CHENLE

— at the basketball court during class hours

You’ve always been stuck to the side of the mischievous Zhong Chenle, along with Park Jisung, always helping him with his little pranks and teasing, he was your source of serotonin. Never has he failed to bring a smile to your face when you’re feeling down, heck even if he’s the cause of your sadness. He will always make it up to you.

Your whole life was filled with carefree adrenaline, your parents knew how to raise a happy and healthy child, and so you can’t say you have just a little bit or rebellion in you. Though, this didn’t stop you from staying diligent and listening to your friends and family with care.

And you’ve learned to surround yourself with satisfaction, that includes grades. Oh how you dreaded getting your results. Always a sick feeling in your stomach when you see the numbers. Confident or not, it’s always got you in a nervous wreck.

And to think you actually failed a math exam, oh, you've never been so frustrated in your life. Other than the time Daegal tried chewing your backpack apart, but that’s nothing. The moment Chenle comes face to face with your frustrated frown, he’s already made a plan to cheer you up with everything he’s got.

Unfortunately, Jisung couldn’t come along, claiming he needs to join soccer practice after skipping one too many times. But Chenle did not hesitate to ditch class to drag you to the nearest bakery, instructed you to wait, and came back with a whole box of donuts.

Zhong Chenle is the best. Most of the time. Not in sleepovers when he decides to literally throw random pillow fights at the most unexpected times.

But he’s still the best most of the times. And that includes right now, as he pats the seat next to him. He had taken you to the basketball court near the bakery, completely lonely and perfect for an afternoon snack.

“My parents are gonna kill me for failing, and skipping class, do you realize that?”

Your best friend shrugs, swallowing the last of his donut, “Yeah, just tell them it’s my fault.”

You go back to munching on your glazed donut, flopping your head on Chenle’s shoulder. Your parents had an inevitable soft spot for Chenle, and an even softer spot for Jisung, so they wouldn’t mind if they got you to skip class just to cheer you up. They’re just that smitten.

“Thank you,” You mumble, as you wipe at your mouth, “for cheering me up.”

Chenle hums, bumping his head with yours, before he pinches at your cheek, “Anything for you.”

A smile curls on your lips, because you know it’s true. He would do anything for you, and you wouldn’t hesitate to do the same thing for him.

“Anyways, how did you do on the math test?”

“Got a solid B minus.”

“Oh my god Zhong Chenle you’re so dead.”

*･༓☾ PARK JISUNG

— a lazy morning, after a sleepover

You believe that friendships are very important, and most crucial to you in life. Without a friend, who knows how mad you could become? There was a time in 9th grade when you had no genuine friends, and resorted to ranting to your reflection cups and plates, water even.

That was a hard time you don’t want to talk about. Everything turned out fine the next year, so it wasn’t too bad to dwell on.

True, genuine people as friends are hard to find among a big crowd. To find someone who could relate to you, support you, love you, is hard. Especially when you have to support them in whatever they do, get along well, and really just understand each other deeply.

This fact made it seem almost impossible to find the perfect friend.

But, a shining light, also known as Park Jisung, came tumbling into your life after you had asked him if he was the soccer player (he really isn’t). The boy simply laughed and replied how he wished to be as talented as him. You almost believe he had no talent, like some people out there, until he started dancing.

Crazy talented. Who would want to kick balls all day when you got groovy moves like his?

Soon, this curiosity led you to the best decision of befriending Park Jisung, whom without you’d surely wouldn’t survive without today. Scratch that, finding him in the first place, if not then it’d be him failing to survive with how clumsy and careless he is. Who even washes veggies with soap?

And in your opinion, finding a friendship this special comes once in a hundred chances, so your luck must’ve been fantastic. Another one of your opinions, though random, sleepovers are the peak intimacy for friends. Inviting a friend to your place is like asking to be their partner in crime forever. Having them invite you to their place? You just found your rock.

And so here you find yourself, 8 in the morning, groaning as you fling your arms around to stop Jisung’s annoyingly loud alarm clock. He’s hit snooze about 3 times already, it;s time to stop it. It’s a weekend, for heaven's sake!

Jisung hums mindlessly, seemingly unbothered by the loud wake up call, instead tugging the blankets towards him and turning around, causing the rest of your side of the blanket to shift to his half of the bed.

With a huff, you grab a pillow from beside you, before flopping it to smack the back of your best friend’s head. Jisung grunts at the feeling, and starts to stir awake when you repeat the action multiple times.

“Park Jisung, you're taking my side of the blanket. You promised you wouldn’t do it this time.”

“Cold!”

“Fine, I’m going to Chenle’s room.”

At the mention of the boy next door, Jisung sits up abruptly, looping his arms around your right arm. “No! Just because he has Daegal doesn’t mean it’s better there, let’s just cuddle or something.”

You instantly agree to his proposal, tugging the blankets back over you. “That’s what I thought.”

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[daegall]

Detention room 24

pairing: boyfriend! Jisung x reader

genre: fluff, crack, slight soccer! AU

warnings: swearing

word count: 890 words

a/n: jisung be hitting hard lately :')

networks/taglist: @neoturtles @knet-bakery @kokonomi @twozeronet + @peachxyverse <33

Traffic is a bitch, homework is a pain, and Mr. Lee is the source of all your misery, you decide. He’s the one who assigned so much homework, the one who caused you to pull an all-nighter, the reason you woke up late and missed the bus. He’s also the one taking you to detention room 24 after school hours and who talks your ears off with so many complaints of you being late.

Man, what a big mouth that teacher had. Constantly talking about things not related to the topic itself, and complaining about the littlest things.

You don’t even bother to hear the last of his comments as he leaves the room and instructs you to stay put until your time is up. You’re in here for about 1 and a half hours, which you think is completely ridiculous. At least you don’t have to spend an hour and a half listening to his rambling.

Meters away, in the soccer field, a certain figure running some laps notices room 24, lighting up at the sight of you poking at a plant. Busy in soccer practice, Park Jisung picks up his pace and catches up to Jeno, captain of the soccer team. He plans on dropping out of the team to focus on studies and leave the captain title to Jisung soon.

Jisung has a plan in the progress in his brain, planning to sneak out of practice to visit you. You’ve been dating for some time now, and to say you two get along is probably the perfect term of putting it. He’s been wanting to hang out with you for really no reason, maybe it’s because he hasn’t seen you at all this week yet.

“Captain! Psst, Captain!”

The older turns his head at the whispering of his teammate, eyeing him weirdly at how quiet he was speaking. “Why are you whispering?”

The young lad doesn’t answer, instead gesturing to room 24 with a nudge of his head. Jeno shifts his gaze to the room, sighing when he sees you watering the little plant in the room. He instantly catches onto the little favor Jisung wants to ask, jabbing his side with his elbow.

“Ow!”

“Don’t take too long, you know I can’t distract coach well.”

If only he brought Zhong Chenle to practice, the boy was very good at stalling.

Jisung thanks his captain, taking one more lap, before he (not so) sneakily jumps over the fence of the field. Room 24 is only a few meters away, thankfully, and you instantly notice Jisung running towards the window with a crouch. It isn’t so effective when he’s literally a giant.

Once he’s reached the window, he knocks promptly, and you open it for him. “What the hell, Park Jisung?! Aren’t you supposed to be at practice?”

“Shh, it’s fine, I swear.” He shushes you with a wave of his hand. Your boyfriend then attempts to climb through the window, but his legs somehow trip over the window sill and he tumbles into the room with a thud.

“Ouch…”

You simply pull him up carefully, before grabbing at the curtains and pulling them close to cover the window. “Are you crazy?! If coach notice you gone you know you’re gonna get-”

“-A week of 50 laps, yeah, yeah, I’m fully aware. Jeno’s covering for me.”

“Oh my god you are so screwed, he’s the worst at stalling! Why didn’t you ask Chenle?”

Jisung huffs out a chuckle, plopping into a chair, “You think I didn’t think of that?”

That is true, Zhong Chenle would be the first person anyone would ask to stall someone. He can change topics so naturally and distract one with so many different things. He wouldn’t tell you his secret when you asked. He’s only told Renjun, that lucky bitch.

“What are you doing here anyways?”

“Is it wrong to want to accompany you while you’re in the most boring state ever?”

You sit next to him, instantly plopping your head on his shoulder, “And if Mr. Lee comes in?”

Vibrations ring through your cheek and ear as Jisung chuckles and shakes his head, resting his head on your's as well, “He wouldn’t. He’s with the Librarian, I don’t know her name. But I know they are going out so he’d probably spend every single second he can get with her.”

Just at the thought of such a grumpy teacher being in love and not so annoying is honestly unbelievable to you, just thinking of it makes you shiver, “God, that’s so weird to hear. I can’t even imagine him smiling,”

“I know right?”

The next few moments are filled with quiet, peaceful moments. No talking, just filled with playfully kicking and poking at each other’s shoes, and fiddling with one's hands, and rest from the week’s hectic stress. You don’t remember when Jisung warmed up to you and was comfortable with such affectionate actions, but you’re glad he did. Without him, you’d have a very boring time in detention.

Speaking of, how long has he been here?

Jisung springs up at your reminder, “Oh shit! I completely forgot!”

But it’s too late, before you know it, the curtain whips open to a guilty looking Jeno and a furious coach staring at the both of you.

“50 laps for a week. Both of you.”

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[daegall]

# NEVER HAVE I EVER - h.rj

↳ youtube user renjunnie has uploaded a video!

'Going on a roadtrip with an old friend! (plus qna!!)'

it's great content, it really is, until Renjun realizes he's caught himself falling for his childhood friend in 4k.

pairing: youtuber! Renjun x reader

genre: fluff, crack, childhood friends to lovers! AU, youtuber! AU, roadtrip! AU

warnings: swearing, reader is implied shorter than renjun, mentions of tits, the aggressive cheesing of nostrils, so many granola bars??!?!?!?!!?!?!

word count: 9k words

a/n: part of my ALL FUN AND GAMES nct dream 00 line series, and @kokonomi 's natsuyo no magic writing event!! most of this is based off my trip to my grandfather's house (the tiddie mountains HAHA) also this might be a bit messy since i wrote literally half of this a week before it was due

and there maybe small easter eggs to the other stories... if you can find them :lipbites:

taglist: @neoturtles @knet-bakery @kokonomi @twozeronet @dailyyuta @lanadreamie

prologue.

Huang Renjun was always an artistic guy. You knew this since 5th grade, after you had requested him to paint you an elephant. You expected the elephant to be painted in gray, but it was filled with colors and such detail, you couldn't help but boast how you got such a beautiful painting.

But a youtube channel? You didn't really expect that from him. You didn't think he would really put himself out there, so publicly and expose his personal side, but he has been hanging out with Lee Donghyuck for years now so he was bound to grow more extroverted.

It was strange, you spent so many years with him during your childhood, and now you're one of his (thousands) of viewers, supporting him in a way you never thought you would.

You scroll through instagram on your bed, a face mask cooling your face as you relax after a long week of work. This week had been filled with assignments and tasks from the company you intern at, but alas, summer had come.

The first few hours of freedom and you're already relaxing so carelessly.

You quirk up in interest when you come across a post Renjun posted just minutes ago, reading through the lines of the caption with curiosity. Lines of how summer is finally back, something about a qna, you're definitely gonna submit something in. The next line surprises you a little bit.

'Here's my email if you guys want to tell me some stories or tell me a problem, now don't go complaining about my alien theories again ;)'

You contemplate on emailing him. You tried emailing him from the one he made in 4th grade, but of course nobody was managing it.

'ah, fuck it.'

Shrugging, you opened your emails, going straight to, and type in Renjun's new email address. But you doubt he'll reply, there are probably thousands of emails already sent in with the amount of fans he has.

'Hey Renjun! I don't know if you remember me but it's Y/n. The girl from 3rd to 8th grade? I doubt you'd remember me, but I just wanted to check if you did :) I tried contacting your old email you made in 4th grade but you didn't reply, as expected haha.

Anyways, if you see this, and you do remember me, hit me up! I'd love to catch up soon<3

Kind regards, Y/n Y/l/n.'

You cringe at the basic 'kind regards,' but press send anyway, turning your phone off to bring your laptop to your lap instead and watch Buzzfeed Unsolved instead.

The next morning, as you sit on the dining table and bid your roommate goodbye as she leaves the apartment you open your notifications, hoping one of your friends would ask you to hang out like your roommate.

Just as you take your second bite of cereal, you choke on it, eyes widening at the sight of an email, from Huang Renjun.

You quickly wipe off the milk and cereal from your mouth and chin, opening the email to see if it was actually him.

'Y/N! YES OH MY GOD I REMEMBER YOU! HOW COULD I EVER FORGET YOUR ICONIC PINK HELLO KITTY LUGGAGE LIKE BAG!'

Holy shit so it really is him.

You feel the tip of your ears, and even your cheeks warm up at how enthusiastic he sounded with the all caps message, biting back a smile. Your eyes travel to read the remaining of the message.

'Yes! I'd also love to catch up! Here have my number;' the next sentence contains his number, and you can't help but gape at it. It feels weird, to be his childhood friend, and kind of his fan at the same time.

With excitement, you copy the number, and instantly make it a new contact on your phone 'HUANG FUCKING RENJUN AAA'. You then quickly go to message him, the excitement of the moment bubbling within you.

You: RENJUN

As you don't expect such a quick reply, you continue eating your breakfast, but your eyes can't lie as they glance at your phone ever so often, anticipating for an answer.

After your last bite of cereal, your phone lights up, and there it is, a reply from Renjun.

HUANG FUCKING RENJUN AAA: Y/N

OH MY GOD

HOW DID YOU FIND ME

You: HOW DID I FIND YOU???? YOURE LITERALLY FAMOUS RENJUN

HUANG FUCKING RENJUN: NO WHAT STOP IM NOT

You giddily continue catching up with your childhood friend, legs swinging playfully in the air as you lie on your stomach, giggling to yourself at such a moment you never thought would happen.

After a few minutes (literally half an hour) of texting, Renjun brings up a strange idea that has your heart swelling and your stomach flipping.

HUANG FUCKING RENJUN AAA: hey

Do you wanna be in one of my videos?

you: hell no

i have no experience

HUANG FUCKING RENJUN AAA: so what??

You: so what???? I could pull a jeno and make the video boring af

HUANG FUCKING RENJUN AAA: HAHA DONT CALL HIM OUT LIKE THAT

but come on :(

You: sorry jun but you seriously wouldn't want me in one of your videos

You are unaware of the way the old nickname you call Renjun causes his heart to soar, he hasn't heard anyone call him that in so long. Let alone you, the girl he used to have a crush on.

The conversation ends there, you move on to a new topic until Renjun claims he needs to go grocery shopping.

That night, as you shut your computer down, your eyes linger on the messages that Renjun sent. You've always had a small urge to start a youtube channel, but you never thought people would actually watch your content.

Here Renjun is, with his thousands of subscribers and a video titled 'Literally just me sitting on my couch' and the video does not lie. It's just filled with him staring at his tv with his roommates occasionally joining in.

You wish to do things like him. Post videos without a care in the world, without caring if anyone didn't like it.

Shaking your thoughts off, you get under the covers and shut your eyes in hopes of a good night's sleep.

Exactly a week later, you find yourself bidding your roommate goodbye yet once again, but this time with a weaker smile as she had been gone everyday with her friends. And you just stay at home, hoping for one of yours to come unexpectedly to pick you up.

A sudden honk breaks through the quiet atmosphere of the sweet morning, you jump up at it, and your roommate comes rushing back in through the door.

She looks shocked, eyes wide and mouth agape as she points to your balcony and instructs you to look outside.

A bit scared, but definitely with anticipation, you open the sliding door to the balcony, walking out into the cool morning air, before you grasp at the railing and look down to see what it was.

To your utter surprise Renjun stands there with his camera in hand, looking around blindly, before lighting up when he finally sees you. He waves and sends you a soft grin, "Hey Y/n! Surprise!"

You didn't actually think your hopes would come true. Especially if it's Huang Renjun. "What the fuck are you doing here, Renjun?!"

"Come on! Be in one of my videos!"

"Are you serious?! Dude I can barely process this it's too early in the morning!"

"Yeah!" One of your neighbors steps out into his balcony as well, pointing at Renjun. "You shouldn't be honking at 7 in the fucking morning!"

Renjun awkwardly smiles and waves in apology, before turning back to you with a cheeky smile, "Too bad! Pack your things let's go!"

You're not so sure if Renjun saved your life, or made it harder. He is suddenly in your room, bouncing on your bed as he observes your surroundings, all the little things somehow giving off your vibes.

"How long are we gonna be gone?"

Your childhood friend continues jumping on your bed, spinning around playfully with giggles, "I don't know. At least a few days, I think?"

You stare dumbfounded at Renjun, as he flops on your bed and kicks around in your sheets like a child, before squealing and shocking you when he jumps off. "I can't believe you found me! It's been years, how are you?"

You can't help but smile at the stars in his eyes, gazing over the excitement and adrenaline in them. You wonder what time he woke up to get here, or how long he took. Wait a minute-

"How the hell do you know where I live, though?"

"I stalked your instagram and found your mom. She told me. She also promised a bunch of her cookies and kisses."

You shove the last of your belongings (you think are enough) to bring on the very unexpected trip, narrowing your eyes on Renjun, "I feel like she loves you more than she loves me,"

Renjun complies as you gesture for him to help sit on the duffle bag as you zip it, the contents inside shrinking and squeezing in dangerously together in the small space. He looks back at you with a cheeky smile, "I think so too."

This time, it's your roommate and her friends who bid you goodbye as you haul your bag into Renjun's car, awkwardly waving back at the people you have no relations too. You are greeted by a camera in front of you as you climb into the passengers seat, freezing and blinking along to the red light going on and off at the corner. Buckling your seatbelt, you throw a quick punch to Renjun's bicep.

"Ow!"

"You didn't tell me you were gonna record this!"

Your childhood friends huffs out a scoff, taking a left to onto the street, "This is totally vlog worthy!" He glances at the camera with big eyes, biting his lip in excitement.

"Welcome to Renjun's first video for the road trip series! Today, I am here, in my car, with one of my childhood friends who messaged me about a week ago! Say hi, Y/n,"

You look straight into the camera, mustering up your most polite smile, before raising your hand to wave at the waiting audience, "Hi, I'm Y/n, Renjun's childhood friend and girl he just kidnapped about 5 minutes ago."

"Y/n! Youtube's probably gonna take this down now!" Albeit his statement, Renjun snorts, coming to a stop at a sudden red light. You can't remember the last time you've been with someone else in a car, other than taxi or uber. You would always walk to campus or if you're occasionally (read: always) late to class you would take the bus.

You went shopping with your roommate last month, but you two aren't that close and it was just filled with her music. Quite awkward, but comfortable nonetheless.

Renjun unexpectedly pulls out his phone from his pocket, unlocking it with a very obvious password, his birthday, before he shoves it into your face.

"What-"

"Open notes and read the questions I picked out for the qna."

"Right now? I've been in your car for like a single minute and you're bossing me around already?" You face the camera with a dumbfounded look, "Classic Renjun, I guess."

Renjun says something about you bullying him the second you see him, but you don't pay attention as you scroll through his phoen for the questions. You don't take long, as it was titled very boldly, 'QNA QUESTIONS HERE!!!'. Gosh, how private must he be?

You skim through each of the questions, some painfully basic, and some actually pretty good questions, but there is one you do come across, "Do you still believe in aliens?" You gasp at the question, before breaking out into loud laughter, "Oh my god you're still on that? I thought you stopped at 13!"

Renjun shoves his fist gently into your side, growing flustered at the question he picked out, "Hey, don't clown me! Jisung even agrees with me on this, yes, yes I still do."

You hold back a laugh at his very serious tone, choosing to read another question. "Do you ever consider making a gaming video with Hyuck?" You've only seen this 'Donghyuck' about twice on his channel, once when he cooked for his roommates, and the second when he made a video to pull a revenge prank on him after Hyuck squirted a bottle of cheese string into Renjun's nose while he slept.

Oh how you would like to see that happen in real life.

Your childhood best friend sighs, running a hand through his hair, and you feel amused when he points at the camera as if to scold it, "You guys just love Hyuck, don't you?" There's a beat of silence that lingers through the air, before Renjun sighs agian, but in defeat this time, "Yes, yes I have. But why do you guys love Donghyuck so much when he squeezed a whole bottle of cheese string into my nose? It came out my other nostril!"

"Half a bottle," You cough out, attempting to hide the growing smile on your face.

Renjun only groans and mumbles for you to read the next question.

"What inspired you to start a youtube channel?" You turn your head and wait expectantly for his anticipated answer, also genuinely curious as to why he started making videos.

"Jeno." Renjun answers with an affirmative nod after a second of thought. "And Jaemin. They told me to make a painting video, for fun, but it got about 2 million views and a ton of subscribers." he shrugs with a smug grin, taking off once again as the light goes green again. "I guess I'm just that lucky,"

Smiling at the reminder of the video, you are also reminded of the elephant he painted you and how you cherished it so much. You still have it to this day, just with your parents back home.

"I still have that elephant painting from 5th grade, you know?"

Renjun gapes upon the nostalgic remembrance of his old art days, his first pieces he was oh so proud of. "Oh my god! No way, where is it?"

"Oh, still at my parents house. In my room, I think."

Beaming, Renjun turns to you with a mischievous smile, before grinning and pointing finger guns at the camera. "Look at that folks, my first masterpiece safe and sound, and hopefully in perfect shape too."

You don't know where Renjun takes you, but you trust him, and you're sure it couldn't be that bad.

i. renjunnie just tweeted! 'note to self: never let y/n push the grocery cart'.

Your roommate was definitely a foodie, along with her friends, which shocks you because they are literally so fit. Having leftover food brought to you after your roommate's long day of hanging out with her friends is great, but you don't always eat it as it would always do a number on your stomach, and your roommate finishes it anyways because she knows you don't always accept the food.

You were never one to literally kill for food, but you might just do it right now. Renjun didn't even let you finish your breakfast before helping you pack and instantly leave.

And now, about 2 hours into the ride you have never felt so hungry in your entire life.

Which is exactly why you forced Renjun to pull up at a gas station, with also had a diner, convenience store, and grocery store.

"You're a beast, you know?" You say as you grab a trolley, waltzing in with Renjun by your side with his camera stuck in front of him.

Renjun snorts, "Yeah well, I'm not the one who threatened to throw themselves out the car."

You simply stick your tongue at him, "You almost starved me!"

In his defense, he just wanted to get to the destination, which you don't even know where it is, which is pretty suspicious, but you trust Renjun nonetheless.

"Y/n goes mental when she's hungry, so thank god for her foodie roommate." Renjun makes a face at the camera, before reaching to grab a small packet of coca cola and plopping it into the cart.

Renjun's viewers know who you are now, they are the twitter detectives, searching up and finding your own twitter after Renjun posted a pic of you together in the car, account and following instantly. They even found your instagram account, which is pretty crazy because they have different usernames.

You don't remember telling him about your roommate, but you suppose you don't remember anything for the last 1 and a half hour because you slept after the first 10 questions for the qna.

You hum in agreement, finally realizing how luck you are for your roommate and her friends reaching to get a packet of sprite as well.

"What snacks should we add?"

Renjun places the camera into the corner of the cart, adjusting the camera to show the both of you. He waves a cheeky grin and a peace sign, and you follow along, shooting finger guns. "I'm on a diet, so I guess granola bars would be okay."

"Okay, chips it is,"

Repulsed, Renjun freezes in the middle of the isle with a dumbstruck expression, sighing, deciding to turn around and get the granola bars for himself. He takes his camera with him, knowing you'd be doing nothing but spewing embarrassing stories of him in middle school.

The granola bars aren't that far away from where you are, just about 2 isles down. Renjun speaks to the camera about his diet and how he finds granola bars so much more tastier than any snack he's ever eaten.

God bless Jaemin for shoving one in his face.

"Oh! This is it! The one Jaemin forced me to eat!" He excitedly grins, taking a box and waving it to the camera, "Thank you Jaemin for shoving it in my mouth, without you I wouldn't have found my-"

Renjun's sentence hitches in his throat and he yelps when he hears a loud crash nearby, holding the box of granola bars to his chest in shock. It takes him a few moments, before he hears muttering and occasional groans, that sound exactly like you.

Upon realizing what supposedly happened, Renjun stares wide eyed at the camera. He grows even more shocked when he sees you appearing behind him hurriedly from the camera, shrieking as he jumps back.

"What the fuck?!"

"Help I just crashed into the cereal isle,"

Renjun stares dumbfounded at you, glancing at the isle, only to see a few stray boxes laying about on the floor, "What?! How did you even-"

"I don't know! I was just pushing the cart to the chips, but you know how there has to be that one shitty wobbly wheel? It took a turn and all the other wheels followed along!"

Astonished, Renjun stares at you as if you were an alien, speechless at your sudden speech. You throw your hands up in the air, "I swear to god I'm not lying."

Your childhood friend only sighs, before he reaches out to grab your wrist to pull you towards the cereal isle.

Your cheeks heat drastically at his soft touch, his fingertips grazing softly against your wrist. "W-what are you doing?" You don't know which situation you're referring to, the mess of koko crunches on the floor, or the mess you stare at on your wrist.

"We have to clean it up before the employee's find out."

Renjun sets his camera down at the corner of the isle, mumbling how you were a little clumsy since you were children.

"Hey! It wasn't my fault! It was the wobbly wheel, Renjun!"

Renjun softly hits a box of lucky charms on the back of your head, picking up a few more, before placing them back in their place on the shelf.

You pick up the 3 boxes of corn flakes, making a face and muttering how they always tasted bland. As you look for the correct place for it, dread washes over you when you realize it's all the way on the top of the shelf, way to high for your own good. How are people supposed to take cereal from such a high shelf?

But then again, it's bland corn flakes, who would want it?

With all your strength and might, you reach up, attempting to fling the corn flakes at the top shelf, but to no avail, fell right back into your hands.

Before you could straight up throw the box up there, a sudden presence is warming your sides and arm, and Renjun takes the box from you with a small chuckle. He places it up on the highest shelf easily with the help of his tip toes, before giggling something about you being short.

Though you want to argue and comment about how he was literally the shortest in 5th grade, your words are stuck in your throat and there's heat covering your cheeks and ears.

No, this is ridiculous! You know for a fact that you feel like this when you like someone, and you also know for a fact that you forced yourself to stop liking Renjun in the 8th grade. The feelings can't resurface, they could never! It's been years!

But you can't lie to yourself, not when there's an inevitable smile covering your lips when Renjun picks his camera back up and yells something about leaving before the manager watches the footage.

ii. renjunnie just updated his story on instagram! 'y/n's first attempt at vlogging!'

"Ooh, there's this one place I went to once with Jeno the last time we went on a road trip with his best friend. The food was great." Renjun perks up at the memory of the delicious food, almost drooling at the thought of having to taste it again.

You're about to say something, but the though vanishes at the mention of Jeno and his best friend. "Wait what? They're not dating yet? I swear to god they're literally so dense."

"Oh my god, I know right?? Jen, if you're watching this, go make out with her already please."

You nod, staring at the camera with stern eyes, "Please,"

"So where is this place? I'm pretty surprised you know about it when we're literally in the middle of nowhere."

You had exited the highway some time ago, about 30 minutes, and it's already lunch time, which means an actual meal instead of a few bags of chips and granola bars.

"Hyuck's mom recommended it when she heard we were on a road trip, she has a lot of connections." Renjun explains as he checks google maps to see if he's on the right road.

You nod, looking out the window to admire the scenery before you. You're now literally on a mountain, occasional houses here and there, and the clear sky puts a spark the scenery. "Cool,"

There's a peaceful silence after that, which feels a bit wrong because you literally have an active camera in front of you begging for some nice content. Renjun hums lightly along to the song on the radio, tapping his fingers to the beat against the steering wheel.

You can't help but admire the trees that blow against the wind, watching the leaves shake within the air. You want to feel such wind in your hair, it's been do long since you have. The last time was when you rode your bike down that one hill whenever you go to your local library, but that was weeks ago.

Without thinking, your finger presses against the window control, and the window rolls down. There's instant wind that blows against your hair and face just like you wished it to be, and you instantly smile at the sensation.

Renjun chuckles at your delighted smile, reaching down to roll down all the windows of the car, wind rushing into the car quickly. The amount of wind causes your hair to go haywire, and it seems like Renjun's does too, it thrashes in the air, tangling with each other crazily.

You burst out in laughter at Renjun's head of messy hair, reaching out to flatten it with your palm. He decides the wind is too much, rolling the windows at the back up, but leave yours and his halfway open letting in some wind.

Renjun can't help but relish in the lingering touch of your fingers in his hair, reaching up to run his own through them. He bites down a smile, shaking his head to ignore his weird thoughts.

After a few more songs played over the radio, and a few more fits of laughter when Renjun's hair messes up again, the car comes to a stop in front of a small hut, looking cozy and aesthetic.

You gape in awe at such a tiny little place, feeling the excitement practically boil in you. Though, before you could walk into the restaurant Renjun suddenly hands you his camera, "Film yourself for now, I have to go do my business."

You try not to show any signs of your amusement, though you're sure the camera catches the way your cheeks puff out, before you nod and shoo him away.

The small hut only have about 3 costumers, and it wasn't just like any restaurant. It's built over a small cliff, the scenery of beautiful mountain, and has no windows, just open for the scenery.

You greet a few of the waitresses, taking a seat on the furthest table, closest to the view.

"Hello Renjun viewers," You smile at the camera with a wave, "it's me, Y/n! I'm sure you guys know me at this point. Renjun asked me to take over filming while he takes a piss in the bushes back there," You point randomly behind you with a cheeky smile.

"So, I think I'll just read a few questions you guys asked on twitter." You reach into your pocket to fetch out your phone, unlocking it instantly to twitter, which was already open.

You gasp as you spot a question for you, a smile curling your lips up in delight, "One of these questions are for me! When did you meet Renjun? Oh, we went to elementary school together, up until 8th grade." You explain with ease, knowing the story all too well.

"That's right, I was there for his glory days, when he had a bowl cut and a crooked tooth, though, his crooked tooth made him look adorable." You laugh at the memory, unaware of the figure approaching you from the back.

"You better not be talking shit about me,"

"No, I'm telling the viewers the good stuff about you. You know, your middle school ugly phase."

Renjun scoffs as he takes a seat next to you, snatching his camera back, "My viewers-"

You cut him off with a hum, raising one finger into the air, "They're my viewers now. They gave me questions for the qna too! Look here's another one, what was your craziest experience? With or without Renjun, is alright."

You grin and beam up at the camera, smugly nudging at Renjun who only observes you as you start to explain how you had a dog once who was really energetic and at some point dragged you around your backyard. Why did you even hold onto the leash in the first place?

Strangely enough, Renjun has a small smile growing on his face with each detail you include, unaware of it growing bigger and bigger. He leans his head on his palm, tilting his head and giggling when you sulk when you realize how harsh your dog was.

Heart beating fast, lips twitching up, Renjun is suddenly completely aware of how his cheeks are so sore and warm and how he has his utmost attention to you, he's a bit weirded out at this feeling.

He hasn't had it since high school, which was years ago.

Renjun thinks your smile is precious, the way you speak naturally to the camera is endearing, he might just blurt it out loud at how obvious he makes it by staring at you so intently.

You put down your phone after a few minutes of research, as you were previously curious to it's history and how old it must be, stifling a laugh and turning the camera to the view in front of you, nudging at Renjun to point at the two mountains that stand next to each other. The beauty is immaculate, you have to say, and you haven't seen such a sight in so long, dare you say, you haven't seen such a sight ever.

"Look, people say these mountains are so famous just because they look like tits,"

"WHAT?!"

Renjun stares astonished at your screen when you show him, feeling lightheaded and shocked that people made it famous just because of the boob like structure. "No, no, this is too much, how did I not know before??"

Renjun then begs to eat because he has an empty stomach, claiming that you need to eat too, 'chips isn't good enough to fill an empty stomach, healthily.' Though you want to argue, you know he's right, you're in the restaurant anyway, might as well take a rest and relax.

iii. y/n !! just tweeted 'renjun looks cute when he naps lolzers'

Before you know it the sun has already set hours ago, you're no longer on a mountain, and you're at yet another gas station in yet another town, filling up the car with gas for another adventure to your next stop, wherever that may be.

You exit the convenience store with more granola bars and drinks to keep you awake for the ride, but you know you'll be awake for at least another 4 hours for how long you napped in the car after the delicious food at that small restaurant. Food coma hit you right away when you get in the car, and Renjun took the chance to take lots of cursed photos for the future.

You grin at the sight of Renjun waiting for you in the car, his head leaned against the wheel as he slowly dozes off into sleep. You store the snacks you just bought in the back seat, before you pop open the door to the driver's seat.

Gently, you shake Renjun awake, "Hey, Jun, wake up." He thankfully isn't much of a deep sleeper, so he wakes up almost right away with a big yawn. "Oh sorry, give me one of the drinks and I'll be awake, just give me a few moments."

You laugh at his statement, shaking your head with a fond smile, "No, I think it's my turn to drive, you've been doing for 8 hours now. Go get some rest."

Renjun blink up at you once, and then twice, before he sighs and gives into your proposal, switching your seats as you said. He munches on one last granola bar, before he knocks out completely.

You start the journey once again, driving down a lonely road leading out of the town, ready for your next destination. If you trust Renjun with wherever he drives you to, you hope he trusts you to drive wherever too.

Of course, you won't be completely doing this randomly, you have google maps open in front of you, showing you the right ways to the next upcoming locations and spots you could visit.

Renjun's camera is surprisingly still on, albeit it's low battery, you notice how the red light blinks more often and quicker than usual, concluding it to charging it.

You reach out to grab it, but a sudden movement at your side stops you from completing your mission. You quickly glance to your side to see the purple ikea blanket you had brought was now laying on Renjun's lap. Huh, he must've been using it.

Carefully, you relocate your hands to the blanket, pulling it up and covering Renjun's arms and shoulders, patting it so then it covers all his exposed body parts.

Strangely enough, you continue to glance at him after fixing the blanket, even after you're sure it wouldn't fall off. His peaceful face and slightly parted lips draws your attention more than anything else does (other than the road, of course), you feel intrigued and observe each of his beautiful features.

When did he get so good looking? Sure, you always thought he was, but this time it's somehow different, like he's actually genuinely attractive, not like all the dudes you joke to be hot. He's actually... infatuating. Is that the right word? Your mind is running everywhere because of Huang Renjun, and for once you don't mind it, not one bit.

A sudden beep in front of you catches your attention and practically reminds you to focus on the road, and not the guy in the passenger's seat looking all cute while he sleeps.

You stare at Renjun's camera, only to realize that it's still recording, so it caught everything. You flush in embarrassment and reach out to the camera with a shy smile, mumbling a soft 'oh, shut up', before turning it off and charging it. It's like you've grown attached to the camera, like it's become one of your friends.

So this is what it feels like to make the content you want, to not care if anyone thinks anything about it, because you're just enjoying yourself. You feel pure happiness as you cruise along the road, the empty, dim road where you can truly enjoy your time.

iv. renjunnie just tweeted! 'another note to self: always let y/n pick out the next destination'.

Just a few hours later, you find yourself pulling up at the curb, turning off the car engine. You've been driving for hours on end now, with 2 gas stops and pee breaks, Renjun surprisingly hasn't woken up yet, he must be really tired from all the driving.

You relate to him as you stretch in your seat, sighing in delight at the relaxing sensation of your tense shoulders and arms. You open your door and smile at the sound of waves crashing against the shore, the smell of the salty sea, and the wind that grazes your tired face.

Reaching over tot he passenger's seat, you once again try to shake Renjun awake, "Hey, Jun, we're here,"

He stirs awake, rubbing adorably at his eyes with a sleepy yawn, "Hm? Where?" He looks out the window, and gasps at the sight, lighting up like a child on christmas. It makes you dangerously soft.

With a bright smile, Renjun hops out of his seat and onto the ground, where he stretches like a cat and groans in relief. You can really see the content on his face, and it makes you glad you came here.

Renjun sends you one last playful grin, before he goes taking off to the sand, running along the shore, where the tide is still high, laughing with pure happiness. Just the sound of it releases your stress.

"Y/n! Come join me!"

It should be too early in the morning for you to be comprehending anything, but after spending countless of hours (that feel like decades) with Renjun, you grow used to his morning bird antics, forcing yourself to understand whatever is happening.

You join Renjun on the sand, throwing your sneakers into the car, running up to him with a big smile. You two run wild on the sand, laughing and jumping in glee at nothing. It's alright, just the fact that you're enjoying yourselves is enough.

"Oh! Oh, the camera! We have to record this, it's-"

"Totally vlog worthy? God Renjun, just go get it!" Though your words are playful, your light push and soft smile say otherwise, expressing how you love recording everything for the memories.

Renjun quickly fetches his camera, running back to you while spinning the camera around him. "We're at a beach!!!" You hear, chuckling at the sight of Renjun jumping up and down with the camera.

The next few hours are filled with playing in the sand, walking ankle deep in the cold waters, and even catching the sunrise of the beach. It's incredibly beautiful, and full of wonder, it really feels like a dream. Or a fever dream with the amount of times Renjun buries your legs in the sand.

There's a feeling of euphoria and ecstasy that fills the air, it follows along the breeze and through your faces, it feels like a guilty pleasure.

What also feels like a guilty pleasure is the granola bars your snack on as a 'picnic'. You should've thought it through, really, but the granola bars give such a Renjun vibe that you don't mind it at this point. Plus all the lukewarm sodas all around you.

"Ooh, here's an interesting one, 'would you rather Jeno and his best friend not date until they're like thirty, or have hyuck cheese your nose again?"

"I swear to god Y/n if you read another question mentioning the cheese prank I will cheese your own nose." Your laughs are like melodies to Renjun, beautiful and full of emotion, he wants to hear it everyday.

Renjun's smile is something you too would like to see everyday, like your own personal ray of sunshine right in front of you, ready to cheer you up after a hard day.

"But god, I would let Hyuck cheese my nose if it meant for Jeno to get with his best friend."

"Jeno, last warning, if you're watching this and you still haven't made out with her we'll be cheesing your noses ourselves."

After a small fit of laughter, you move onto the next question, kicking your legs in the air. You lay on your back, on top of Renjun's legs, your phone reached out in front of you to block the sun and read questions at the same time.

"Favorite art work of yours?" You ask, bringing your phone down to look at your childhood friend. The sun glares at you, however, and forces you to hiss and squeeze your eyes shut. With a laugh, he leans forward and looks down at you to cover the sun with his head, humming as he racks his brain for an answer.

"I think the one I made with Jisung and Jeno. The late night finger painting, yes. The tea I made in that video wasn't too good though, just watered down tea."

You tilt your head with a frown, "What about the elephant painting?"

"Second," Renjun states with a peace sign thrown to the air.

You want to playfully argue how the painting he gave you should be the first, but as he sighs and looks up at the sky with his eyes shut, you decide not to, knowing it would just break his calm persona.

He smiles at the warm rays of sunlight that shine on his skin, feeling purely at bliss in the moment. With the perfect sunny day, at a beach, with you, it's all so relaxing.

As you scroll through the questions for the qna, you find lots you've already answered, and ones that are bit too personal, thumb constantly moving to find the next question.

You don't expect to come across one that has your eyes widening and cheeks warming up much more than how the sun could. 'never have i ever liked y/n'

Sure, you've seen a few posts here and there saying you and Renjun seem a bit closer than they think, but they never really fazed you. Somehow this one does, it catches you completely off guard, Renjun grows curious at the squeak you let out.

"What is it?" He asks.

Renjun's expressions are soft and laced with a bit of concern, but you wave it off, shaking your head. "It's nothing,"

"No, come on! Just read it!"

You hesitate to even look at it, just the thought has you so flustered, imagine reading it out loud and anticipating for an answer. Though, with Renjun's very curious eyes staring so innocently at you, you wonder what his answer will be.

With a deep breath, you prepare yourself for his reaction as you read, "N-never have I ever liked Y/n..."

There's a beat of silence, only the sound of the waves resonating through the salty breeze, and none of you look at each other.

"Y-you don't have to answer it," You try to cover up the situation, finally finding the courage to look up at Renjun. You might just stare at the sight of you for days, he looks so soft with his soft smile and pink cheeks, and with the sun on his skin? The most beautiful piece of art you've ever seen.

Well, other than the elephant, of course.

"Yeah, u-uhm next question?"

You're glad the sudden tension has passed and is over, though you want to know the answer. Has he ever liked you like you liked him back in middle school?

You have to say, the much upgraded and glowed up version of Renjun is much more attractive, and those feelings have resurfaced a bit.

Okay, maybe a lot.

But does Renjun feel the same way?

v.

You're surprised Renjun's car isn't wrecked and trashed with all the stuff he forced into front seat. The back seat is folded down and covered by your purple ikea blanket and another (very dusty) blanket Renjun keeps in his car.

You're also surprised you don't feel any grainy sands or pieces of dust sticking to you. You only fluffed the blankets a little before arranging it onto the trunk and back seat, along with a bunch of car pillows Jaemin forces Renjun to keep in his car.

You sigh at the new and improved back seat of the car, nodding to yourself proudly at the way you had set it up. Your childhood friend had went to change in the single stall bathroom they had a few meters away, though you are concerned if any crabs are there to pinch him.

Renjun, being the gentleman he is, let you change in the car, only for the price if you made the mini fort though.

You pick up Renjun's camera from the front seat, quickly running back to your spot in front of the open trunk, proudly pointing out the fort you made. "I made this all by myself, yup."

You direct the camera to the wooden stall in the middle of the sand, where Renjun is, "Jun is changing into his sleepwear right now, I hope no crabs pinched him in there."

As if on cue, the door swings open, And Renjun steps out with his old clothes in his arms, from his expressions, you assume your hopes were right and no crabs bothered him this time. He quickly notices you with the camera, waving with a small smile. You quickly beckon him to run (read: waddle) faster to come look at your creation.

Renjun chucks his old clothes into his duffle bag, before he comes back out to join next to you in front of the trunk. He instantly laughs and nods in approval at you work, "You did great! This looks cozier than my bed at home,"

"Might not feel as cozy," You state, "Sand."

Renjun shrugs and hops into the car, instantly settling down and laying on the blankets. His expressions are unreadable for a split second, before he pulls a moomin plushy into his arms and sighs, "Not too bad. Come on in,"

Without words, you set Renjun's camera into the bottle holder at the side, before flopping next to Renjun on your own side of the mini fort. Just as he said, it wasn't too bad. Not ever a piece of sand stuck to you, and the blanket felt soft too.

Maybe it wasn't too bad because you've been sleeping in a leather seat for hours before.

You hum and turn to lie on your side, facing Renjun. You observe his relaxed expressions as he gazes into the clear sky, you can practically see the reflections of the stars in his eyes.

You turn your head to look up into the sky, your breath takes away for a second, feeling blown away at the beauty of it. "You chose a really good spot."

You chuckle at Renjun's words, thanking him, before you two keep your gazes stuck to the sky. Your roommate is also an astrologist, those online ones, and studies a lot about constellations and all that.

You can't seem to name a single one, finding them just mere balls of intense gas.

The night is filled with occasional conversations here and there, lots of laughing, and staring into the night sky. The sound of the waves get louder as the night passes by bit by bit, crashing harshly to the shore as the wind gets a tiny bit harsher and colder.

You somehow find yourself much closer to Renjun than you thought, or even imagined, his arm tossed underneath your head as a substitute of a pillow. He doesn't really mind that much, it doesn't cramp that much, and it makes him a lot more warmer with the cold breeze that blows into the car.

You lean your head onto his shoulder comfortably, feeling his fingers lightly twiddle with the ends of your hair casually. God, when was the last time you felt this close and comfortable with someone?

"Thank you," You start, shutting your eyes, "for this trip." You look up to see Renjun already staring back down at you with a fond smile. "Really. I haven't felt like this in a while,"

Renjun quietly mumbles how he hadn't either, leaning back down to his pillow. There's a warm sensation in his chest, and yours too, like it wasn't there before, preserving all the calm and rest from the night. It feels so overwhelming and euphoric, as if nothing else mattered in the world.

You decide now, on an impulsive road trip, in Renjun's arms, that this was going to last a long time. You decide that you want to have Renjun back into your life for times like these.

Renjun thinks the same thing as he feels you snooze off into his shoulder, feeling as if this is what he's been missing this whole time. He stares at all the stars in the sky, feeling one festering in his chest every time your breath hits the skin of his neck.

vi. youtube user renjunnie has uploaded a video! 'Going on a roadtrip with an old friend! (plus qna!!)'

You go home the next day, both agreeing that though the trip was great and much needed, you also need to get back home.

So here you are, back at home, waving bye to your roommate yet once again. Though you're happy you're back home, you can't help but miss Renjun already, but you know he's a whole 2 hours away.

Renjun, back at his apartment, is currently editing his video, a granola bar hanging between his teeth. The bar and the video footage in front of him reminds him of you, and he too misses you just as much as you miss him.

There's a few knocks at Renjun's door, before the piece of wood swings open, "Hey, have you seen my flashlight? I need it for the camp and Hyuck said he left it in here after he killed a bug with it."

Renjun hums mindlessly, squinting his eyes at the video he's trying to cut. On his screen, is you, back at that one restaurant you when to, a big smile on your face as you point behind you, "Renjun asked me to take over filming while he takes a piss in the bushes back there,"

Your voice instantly brings a smile to Renjun's face, his heart racing as your face turns surprised as he approaches you from the back.

Jaemin takes note of his clear reaction to your voice, actions, you in general, a small smirk quirking his lips up smugly. "So this is Y/n?"

Renjun nods, snapping out of his sudden daze to edit the video. He takes a big bite of his granola bar, hoping it would hide the way he's trying to suppress a smile. "Yeah,"

Oh how Jaemin knew Renjun so well. He knows he has feelings from the way the tone of his voice is so soft, and how his response slowly dies down in his throat quietly when he gets flustered, he definitely has feelings for you.

Renjun coughs awkwardly, eyeing Jaemin as he wanders around the room for this flashlight. He knows he's there just to get him to spit something out.

He rolls his eyes, opening the drawer from his bedside table, and pulls out his own flashlight, before chucking it at his roommate. "There, just borrow mine."

Jaemin thanks Renjun one last time, exiting his room painfully slowly, eventually shutting the door behind him firmly. The older boy sighs, turning back to his computer to continue his editing.

His plan on doing it peacefully is quickly interrupted when Jaemin comes rushing back in with a loud slam, shocking his roommate to the point where he throws the remaining of his granola bar at him.

Jaemin, with his fast reflexes, catches it, and shoves the bar into his mouth. He then raises his hand to point a finger at Renjun, "You like Y/n! Admit it!"

Albeit trying to feel dumbfounded at his chipmunk looking roommate, Renjun is unable to, instead a feeling of shyness filling his senses instead. "W-what?! No way!" His soft tone returns, and the way his sentence quiets down at the end, and that's when Jaemin really knows he has lots of feelings for you.

He stares at his friend as he looks bewildered at him, and then turns to his screen where it shows you talking about your life, and Renjun in the background looking all lovestruck with his head in is palms, before looking back at his roommate.

"Okay, fine, I do like Y/n."

Jaemin should be feeling happy, over the moon for his best friend. But instead, he's filled with sympathy when Renjun stares longingly at you from his screen, knowing that he can't just go to you so easily.

There's silence that envelops the atmosphere, it's tense, and Jaemin can sense how Renjun really doesn't know what to do.

"Do it, Renjun, it's okay."

Both boys somehow know exactly what he means, what else would he be referring to anyway?

Renjun stands from his seat in front of his laptop, grabbing his jacket and 3 granola bars, before he walks up to Jaemin with a smile. "Thank you, Jaemin,"

Jeno and Donghyuck are confused as to why Renjun is rushing out the door with Jaemin following along hyping him up, but they get up and follow along nonetheless, rushing to the parking lot with whoops and yells for Renjun to 'go get her', though they have absolutely no idea what they're talking about.

"Yeah! Go Renjun! You got this!"

The three watch as Renjun drives away, waving goodbye from the parking lot.

"So," Donghyuck looks at Jaemin with a puzzled look, "where is he going?"

You take a final bite of your donut your roommate brought last night, refreshing Renjun's youtube channel again and again, waiting for his video to come out.

Weird, he said 8, and it's currently 10, was there an error or something? Just as you open your chat with Renjun to text him your question, there's rapid knocking at your front door, which scares you out of your wits. You quickly get up to go answer the door, surprised to see the boy you were just thinking about in the peep hole.

"Renjun?" Astonished, you open your door to Renjun panting and leaning on the wall for support. He holds up a hand to stop whatever you were going to say, gesturing for wait for him to regain his breathing normal pattern.

Once he's done breathing heavily with his chest heaving up and down he gulps thickly, nervously, you've never seen this on Renjun before.

"Jun, what are you doing here?"

"I-I have a question." Renjun can feel his heart skip a beat at the nickname, and the twitch at the corner of his lips, and this time, he let's it show. He grins brightly at the nickname, gaining the confidence to finish what he came here for.

"Never have you ever liked me?"

"I'm sure you said that wrong-"

"Shhh, just answer."

You chuckle, and despite feeling your insides churn and mix at the question, you nod subtly, biting at your lip, "Yes-"

You never expected to be shut up this way, especially by Renjun, but he's pushing his lips against yours, lightly smiling against them. You instantly respond to the kiss, sliding your arms around his shoulders and neck to pull him closer.

It's everything you've dreamt of, since 6th grade, Renjun kissing you tenderly has always been something in your head, a fantasy, and now it's become a reality that feels surreal.

He surely feels out of breath from running to your apartment, but he doesn't want to pull away. Instead, he sighs against your mouth, his palms creeping up to hold your neck softly.

You laugh the second you pull away, as Renjun pulls you into his chest. "I like you," He mumbles into your ear, and he does it as if he knew every way to have your heart skip multiple beats and your knees wobbly. "I like you too," You mumble back, "A lot."

renjunnie just tweeted! 'i have a girlfriend now :00'

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[daegall]

[05:57]

pairing: childhood friend! hyuck x reader

genre: fluff, childhood friends to lovers!AU

warnings: none (other than bowlcut hyuck LMAOOO)

word count: 866 words

a/n: .....that one video nana posted is doing things to me now look im making this hhhh the brainrot has started

networks: @neoturtles @knet-bakery @kflixnet @ficscafe @twozeronet + @https-dream <;33

"How... how did we drift apart?"

The question asked is supposed to leave a heavy atmosphere, supposed to make the both of you guilty, but instead it leaves off on a questioning tone, purely curiosity.

You don't know how you drifted away from Lee Haechan, it just happened. The both of you never realized, and you were okay with that. It wasn't painful.

"Naturally, I guess?"

Donghyuck shifts his head to look over at you, sprawled across his carpet next to him, a pile of empty boxes the only thing between you. After you miraculously found each other at a random McDonalds nearby campus, you decided to hang out and catch up.

Funny, you were inseparable in you early teen years, and now you didn't even know he went to the same school as you. It wasn't that unexpected, but still a bit shocking that you were oblivious.

He then reaches out for yet another cold and oily fry in the bottom of one of your last boxes of fries, popping it in his mouth. You remember how he wouldn't like the edges, so you'd bite them off for him.

Donghyuck asked you to do it before, and you did, before you got full. He'll just have to deal with it.

"It wasn't out of hatred, right?"

At this, you shift to your side, facing him with ease, "Is this your way of telling me you were upset at me for drifting away?"

"No," Donghyuck's laugh is soft, almost tiring from the amount of laughing you had before, but it's still genuine. "I wasn't upset. Were you?"

You shake your head no.

You're both glad the action happened mutually.

He's changed. For the good. Not that he was any bad, he just got better. You can see his change. Obviously, he's matured a lot, and he's grown a sense of himself, but he's changed a lot since you two last remember seeing each other.

"Man, I really miss your bowlcut, Hyuck,"

"Hey!" That haircut felt like a true nightmare, a fever dream, he never wants to go through it again. Something he didn't realize he did want to go through until now, is the nickname you'd always call him.

Nowadays, it's just Haechan, his trademark. But the name you call him, it's from his real name, but much more short and affectionate. He remembers only letting you call him that.

He also remembers the huge crush bowlcut Hyuck had on you. Donghyuck was sure that summer he was going to confess, but now he's glad he chickened out. He wasn't ready for anything.

But now, as Donghyuck gazes at you, his head in his palm, he realizes he is still not ready, but he's completely down to taking the chance. He's grown, and he knows what to do now.

As your sweet laughs fill the air, Donghyuck realizes, he would do anything for you. Even if years have passed, he still would do anything.

Just as your laughs subside, just a little bit, Donghyuck suddenly shifts his spot from right next to you, to slightly hovering right in front of you.

At the unexpected move, you can't help but let out a few more laughs, laughs you are unaware of being capable of flipping one's heart and setting all sorts of things in a body as well. It's not just butterflies, not just warmth, it's the feeling of clarity.

Lee Donghyuck loves you, he has for a long time.

And unbeknownst to him, you are completely smitten for him to.

Since the 7th grade, when he saved you in a mere game of capture the flags just because your ankle was hurt and the penalty of losing was laps around school.

You're glad he took one for you, and you're especially glad that he's finally here after years. Years of thinking you had moved on, years of pondering if you still had feelings for him or not, years of being apart.

Donghyuck moves closer to you, and as if a magnet, you lean in as well, eyes fixed on each other's. You can see and tell what's in them, and it's you. You both are in each other's eyes, you have been for a long time.

At last, your eyes shut, your hands grasping at his neck to pull him closer to finally fit your lips together, years of memories, years forgotten, and years of love finally being poured in one sweet connection of your lips.

It's absolutely warm, all so yearning, it's not perfect, but it's Donghyuck. He's way past good enough for a perfect kiss.

His lips feel like how you always imagined them to be, warm and soft. They're plush as they move against yours, showing all his love he has for you. You pull him closer, hoping he can feel your love as well. He does, he senses it with each inch you pull him closer with, and the small curl of the corner of your lips.

You pull away with smiles, noses and foreheads bumping against each other's. "Well, bowlcut Hyuck had a crush on you."

Your laugh blows against his lips, "Maybe I had a crush on bowlcut Hyuck, too,"

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[daegall]

# ALL FUN AND GAMES MASTERLIST

↳ it's all fun and games until you realize you're in love.

welcome to @daegall 's first series, dedicated to the 2000 line of Nct Dream because who the hell doesn't love them HAHA

the theme for this series is; games! more specifically, games more often played in parties ooo.

there are 4 fics in total, i think 1 of them is going to be done by this month for an event, and the rest i have absolutely no plans for hihi. please enjoy!

taglist (omfg im so touched): @dailyyuta @lanadreamie @ncthpen @aedreamzy @vantxx95 <3

NEVER HAVE I EVER - h.rj x reader (released 30/08/21)

↳ teaser

↳ full fic

pairing: childhood friend! Renjun x reader

genre: fluff, crack, childhood friends to lovers! AU, youtuber! AU, roadtrip! AU

warnings: swearing, reader is implied shorter than renjun, mentions of tits, the aggressive cheesing of nostrils, so many granola bars??!?!?!?!!?!?!

word count: 9k words

synopsis: youtuber user renjunnie has uploaded a video!

‘Going on a roadtrip with an old friend! (plus qna!)’

It’s great content, it really is, until Renjun realizes he’s caught himself falling in love with his childhood friend in 4k.

SPIN THE BOTTLE - l.jn x reader

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pairing: rival!Jeno x reader

genre: fluff, crack, slight angst rivals to friends to lovers! AU, college!AU

warnings: tbd

word count: tbd

synopsis: spinning bottles in parties are Jeno's nightmare, but suddenly becomes his dream when the bottle lands on you.

TRUTH OR DARE - l.dh x reader (released 22/02/22)

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pairing: Lee Donghyuck x reader

genre: fluff, crack, friends to lovers! AU, fake dating! AU

warnings: mentions of mental breakdowns, swearing, lots of food, mentions of violence, but no actual action of it, more to be added if found

word count: 18.1k words

synopsis: truth. would you be my fake girlfriend for 2 weeks?

dare. be my fake girlfriend for 2 weeks.

TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE - n.jm x reader

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pairing: childhood enemy! Jaemin x reader

genre: fluff, a little bit of angst, crack, childhood enemies to lovers! AU, camping trip! AU

warnings: tbd

word count: tbd

synopsis: for your whole life, you've always been truthful and honest. The only lie you've been telling is that you never had feelings for Na Jaemin.

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[daegall]

The Feels (originally part of kiss her you fool!)

pairing: best friend! Hyuck x reader

genre: fluff, crack

warnings: mentions of anxiety?

word count: 1k words

a/n: a little thing i thought of back then when i was still writing kiss her you fool hehe now that it's hit 600 notes, thought i'd publish a bit of this, idk ufhdiu enjoy! its the first time reader feels things for hyuck (from the line 'You don’t remember when you fell, but you’re pretty sure it was when he kissed your cheeks passionately at the news of both of you being accepted to the same university.')

networks: @neoturtles @knet-bakery @kokonomi @twozeronet + @peachxyverse <33

To say Donghyuck was nervous, and desperate, was an understatement.

“Look, Hyuck, it’s fine—”

“—Not for me!” Your best friend fires quickly, sparing you a single glance, before going back to pacing around your room.

You sigh at his very agitated attitude, knowing well that he really wouldn’t listen to a word you say if it’s about the current issue. What issue? Just the waiting of the acceptance letters to the school you both want to go to. At first, it was a joke, just a funny thought of spending most of your lives together at college.

But as time went by you really felt the urge to stay together for as long as possible. You couldn’t have made it through high school so happily, and neither would Donghyuck. So, applying to the same school was a pretty big thing.

Donghyuck lets out a shaky breath, before settling himself on the edge of your bed, his leg still bouncing up and down rapidly. You chuckle lightly, and this causes him to raise his head and narrow his eyes at you, almost as if a glare. You know he wouldn’t really mean one right now.

You take off from your chair, instead sitting down next to your best friend with a bounce on your bed.

Donghyuck doesn’t spare a glance at you, he’s too busy shutting his eyes and trying to settle his nerves down. They nibble and scratch at every inch of him, swirling a sick sensation to his stomach. He reopens his eyes when you loop his arm with yours, and lean your head on his shoulder.

You don’t know how to comfort him, really. You’ve always known what to say when he’s upset, but not this time. Because this time you’re scared too. The thought of Donghyuck going somewhere else, probably hours away from you, and having his own fun time with his new friends has you a bit upset too. And not to mention if he falls in love.

Your heart drops at the thought. Why were you feeling such things?

Donghyuck snaps you from your daze by sighing, and leaning his head on top of yours. He feels a bit guilty, because he knows you have mixed feelings about the situation too. He should be comforting you too.

“‘m sorry,” He mumbles as he softly intertwines your pinkies together, a small thing you both have often done after you did it under his dining table in 7th grade when his parents asked him about his grades. His grades were shit in 7th grade.

“It’s okay.” You reply softly, leaning deeper as he intertwines all your fingers now. “I don’t want to be separated either.”

Your eyes slowly raise to brother your laptops on your study table, glaring at the email inbox that gave your best friend so much trouble. You have been waiting for the acceptance letter for about 4 days now, and quite anxiously, at that.

Slowly, you shift away from Donghyuck, untangling your hands as you stand up. “I’m gonna go get some water.” You’ve learned over time that water is the best solution to stopping your nerves, it somehow works like a charm. Donghyuck only hums with a small nod, before he flops back onto your bed with a sigh.

You can only imagine how stressed he must feel, not only does he want both of you to get accepted, it’s his dream school. He’d be heartbroken if he doesn’t get accepted.

You grab a cup from the cupboard, before taking out the pitcher of water from your fridge, and fill your cup with water. Downing the water quickly, you set it back down on the counter, sighing.

You hadn’t noticed your mother working on the counter until she also sighs, gazing at you sympathetically, “How’s he doing?”

You shake your head with a shrug, “Nervous, he has been for the past 2 hours.”

Shutting her laptop, your mother reaches to her side, taking her wallet, “How about you take him to the ice cream parlor down the street? I’m sure he—”

“Y/N! Y/N, Y/N, Y/N!”

Instantly, you whip around at Donghyuck’s beaming voice, “Wha—”

You are cut off by his blissful laughs and jumping around the kitchen, his hands taking your wrists to jump up and down with him. You don’t know why he’s happy, but you sure have an idea. A smile instantly grows on you lips, and you start to laugh along with Donghyuck.

He plants on both his feet, though still shaking and radiating with happiness, and starts dancing around. Donghyuck takes your hand in his and twirls you around, all while cheering and laughing.

“Did you do it?”

“We did it! Both of us!”

Excitement and bliss fills you at the news, and you start to cheer and dance ten times more enthusiastically around the kitchen as well.

“Oh my god, I can’t believe it! We both did it! We can stay together!”

Before you can respond, Donghyuck reaches forward to clasp his hands on the sides of your neck, his thumbs running along the back of your ears affectionately, before he lunges forward to place 2 wet, and very loud kisses on each of your cheeks, puckering dramatically. He then pulls you into his arms, wrapping you around his embrace, swaying side to side.

“This is amazing! Oh!” He pulls away from the warm hug, smiling brightly down at you, “I have to tell my family! I’ll be right back with them, okay?”

Donghyuck snatches his car keys he usually leaves in the fruit basket, before skipping out the kitchen with a wink and finger guns at you. A swirling feeling of warmth fills you, tingling at your fingers, before it rushes through you like blood.

“Get ready for the biggest celebration of your life!” He announces, and the door is closed behind him.

You stand there, in the middle of your kitchen, a stupidly large grin curling your lips up, and your eyes also crinkling so greatly, it's the happiest sensation you’ve ever felt. Your heart beats in your ears, quickly, and full of love. A tingling feeling is left in your chest as you recall the feeling of Donghyuck’s lips pressed to your cheeks.

Lee Donghyuck might just be the death of you.

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[daegall]

# TRUTH OR DARE? - l.dh (teaser)

↳ Truth. Would you be my fake girlfriend for 2 weeks? Dare. Be my fake girlfriend for 2 weeks.

pairing: Lee Donghyuck x reader

genre: fluff, crack, angst, friends to lovers! AU, roadtrip! AU, fake dating! AU

warnings: (in teaser) none, i think

word count: (in fic) estimated... 10-11k? (in teaser) 471 words

a/n: its been a hot second since ive posted renjun part of the all fun and games series, and here is yet another part!!! i think it'll be released by january (hopefully!!!!)

networks/taglist: @neoturtles @knet-bakery @kflixnet @ficscafe + @dailyyuta @lanadreamie @ncthpen @rrnhyuck @ghibli-tae @jensrose @grassbutneo @soobin-chois @zh-lele @haethlover (sorry if some tags dont work </3)

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"Contract? What are we, in a stupid movie?"

Donghyuck shakes his head casually, knocking the far end of the table, nodding his head towards it, "No. Sit down first." You follow as he says, sitting in front of him with curious eyes following every move he makes.

The boy in front of you quickly notes a few things into the page, taking no time to messily scribble down words, before he flips the notebook to your side. He taps the page with his pencil, pointing at the numbers 1, 2, and 3 he had written.

1. We do not tell any of our friends, or family.

2. Hang out at least twice a week or we would be sus.

Did he seriously just write 'sus'? What kind of contract is this? You shake your thoughts off and continue reading.

3. We do this for 2 weeks, and 2 weeks only.

Now that you really think of it, 14 days is a long time to fake something.

"Okay, these all seem reasonable,"

Donghyuck instantly flashes a smile, before he reaches his hand out to take his notebook back. It is however, stopped, with your hand swatting it away. Before he could even question your actions, you had already stolen his pencil and scribbled your own terms on the notebook.

4. Boyfriend car privileges <3

You turn back the notebook with a smug, victorious smile playing at your lips.

Donghyuck's eyes instantly narrow at only condition you wrote down, "So I'm supposed to drive you... where, exactly?"

"Anywhere," You answer simply with a shrug, picking at the tiny broken pieces of the tip of the pencil you held. It's warm, strangely, despite you only using it for a few mere seconds. "At my beck and call."

Donghyuck shrugs, thinking nothing of the condition. If that was the only thing you wanted out of the relationship, other than the library job, then it's a definite steal.

He turns the notebook shut, sneakily taking the pencil between your fingers into his hold, signing the tiny space in the corner, right next to your name where you had also signed, before he tosses it into the depths of his bag.

He then sticks his hand out, eyes glistening almost mischievously as he urges you to take it, "Deal?"

Cautiously, you stick your hand out and slip it in his, tightening holds with each other as he awaits for your response.

"What about feelings? Isn't that like one of the major factors of a relationship?"

Your response is a shrug, and a lopsided smile as Donghyuck swings your hands side-to-side. "If we fall, we fall. Make it more realistic, am I right?"

At that, you shake your hand in his, nodding, yeah. Realistic.

After all, 14 days isn't enough for one to fall completely in love, right?

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[daegall]

homesick lovesick.

↳ in which Lee Donghyuck proves your roommate's statement that you don't miss home, you miss the love that comes from it.

pairing: lee donghyuck x reader

genre: strangers to lovers!AU, fluff, slight angst

warnings: swearing, breaking into a restricted area, and then breaking back out lol

word count: so turns out its uh 6k words

a/n: AYOO IM BACK AHAHA JUST FOR A WHILE DOE I HAVE TO GO BACK TO STUDYING this was originally for my 300 followers event (i was planning to make but then school wrecked and now im on semi-hiatus >:( ) and i have lots and lots more prepared for you!! ALL FUN AND GAMES and such more i hope you look forward to it <33

networks: @knet-bakery @neoturtles @kokonomi @twozeronet + @https-dream <33

It's strange, you think, how people can lay eyes on someone and decide that they're the person they love. You have never believed in love at first sight, or love in general.

Your friends have often told you crazy stories of how they did crazy things just to keep their significant others with them. Like that one time your roommate went and literally wrecked a wedding, and now she's happily in love.

It was on that day when you decided you never wanted to do such a crazy thing for love.

However, your friends are all very stubborn and have always tried to finally shine the light of love to you. They really think one date and you'd be helplessly in love.

Pathetic, you think yourself as you toss the 7th packet of croissant dough into your cart. Darn Zhong Chenle and Park Jisung. You should be finishing your packing for your flight back home tomorrow!

You've been feeling awfully homesick lately, nearly breaking down last week when your parents had been mentioned in a conversation. You decided to fly back tomorrow, who knows for how long, and cure your sadness.

Just as you reach out for the 8th pack of croissant dough, you are halted as another hand is reaching out for the same pack, and surprisingly, the last. The shelf was full just earlier, though.

The slim hand that grazes over your fingers send almost fictional tingles down your arm, and the warmness of the hand causes a sensation to swirl in your chest.

You try to suppress the butterflies that take off in your chest again at the sight of a boy's face, feeling the heat crawl to your cheeks at how pretty he looked. Barefaced and clearly just out of bed, his lips are still puffy and you can see the small tinge sleepiness that remain in his eyes.

You instantly pull back at the feeling, placing your hand onto your chest to try calm down. Never in your life had you felt such a feeling. You hand recoils back to your side as you turn tot he stranger who had reached out for the packet, surprised to see his own cart full of them.

Almost simultaneously, you both point out to each other's carts, "Why do you need so many croissant dough?"

You squint your eyes suspiciously at the boy in front of you, gesturing for him to take the packet instead. "For a friend... what about you?"

"Oh," The guy shrugs, "two of my friends wanted to do some experiment, like they do every friday."

Huh, that's sounds exactly like Chenle and Jisung.

You simply keep your lips shut and nod, awkwardly swerving the heavy cart to the frozen food area to fetch some last minute frozen nuggets.

Funny, the friends he was talking about was Chenle and Jisung.

Upon the sight of you, the boy hums, curiously eyeing you. "I didn't know you were one of their friends,"

It takes you a few moments to register he was talking to you, nodding, "Yeah, I tutor them once in a while. And do their occasional grocery shopping."

He nods in response, biting his lip awkwardly, "Cool,"

The boy winces to himself once you venture into the kitchen, slapping his cheek with his hand. 'cool? seriously??'

"Hey, why do you need so much croissant dough anyways?"

Chenle beams as he unpacks the 5th packet of dough, dunking it in a bowl, "Have you guys heard of croffles? They're waffles made with croissant dough!"

The stranger sitting on the counter hums, watching as Jisung struggles with the plug of the waffle maker, "Why don't you just make the dough yourselves?"

"Are you crazy? Neither of us a great cooks, Hyuck."

You gaze at the stranger boy as he picks a piece of croissant dough and throws it in his mouth.

Hyuck, is that his name?

"Why not try?"

"My god Y/n, do you want us to turn the kitchen into hell?"

Hyuck's head snaps up at the mention of your name, before he turns to see you stick your tongue out at Chenle.

Y/n, cute.

"Fine, do whatever you guys want. You have to pay me—"

"Us."

"—pay us back, though."

An incoherent 'nyuh huh' comes from the chinese boy as he smacks Jisung's hand away to deal with the waffle maker himself.

Well, that's that. There's no chance of convincing them to reconsider, why try?

You turn back to pick up the grocery tote bag, one of those free ones that are anti plastic, and prepare yourself to head out and clock back into your place to pack the last of your stuff for you flight back home tomorrow.

Though, you don't even get a single thought, or 2 steps, before there's a voice calling out your name. You turn around, shocked to see Hyuck following right behind you.

He sends you a small smile, shrugging, "You wanna hang out?"

A part of you says to decline politely and get back to getting ready for tomorrow. Another part though, is drawn to his proposal. It's calling for adventure, the small playful spark in his eyes, and the bickering of Chenle and Jisung in the background, it's drawing you in strangely, and you can't help but give into the sudden instinct.

"Sure, let's hang out,"

Weird, just this morning when you woke up you had that empty feeling in your chest, hollowing with every second that passes, and just hours later you find the sensation you would feel constantly, gone.

You don't know when it happened, but you think it was when you saw Hyuck at the grocery store.

And now you find no trace of it left in you as listen to Hyuck rant something about Renjun being a rookie at gaming and still winning every game.

You find it funny how upset he sounds, small pout and creased eyebrows and all, a fuzzy feeling starts to spread throughout your chest.

Come to think of it, you haven't really hung out properly with anyone this month unless it was tutor sessions for Chenle and Jisung. You now realize, and conclude, you are painfully lonely.

Maybe that's why you're so homesick.

You don't realize the sigh you let out until Hyuck places his hand on your shoulder, gazing worriedly at you. God, how long has it been since anyone's looked at you so genuinely?

Humming, you ask him what's wrong. "You okay? You seemed pretty upset for a second there." He replies, patting softly at your shoulder

"Hmm? Oh I'm fine, just miss home a bit. It's been some time since I've been back home."

Hyuck nods understandingly, sliding his hand down to flop it back and tuck it into his pocket. You can't lie about the shivers you got when his fingers dragged slightly down your upper arm.

"I haven't gone back in a while either," kicking a random pebble by his foot, Hyuck mumbles small memories from his childhood, laughing fondly at the nostalgia from them.

"I'm actually gonna fly back tomorrow, dunno how long I'll be staying though." At least 2 weeks, you're sure about that.

Silly, Hyuck thinks, he shouldn't have a sudden pit in his stomach, his heart shouldn't be shaking, even if it was just for a split second! He should be happy for you, rooting for you to go and feel better, he knows how bad homesick can be, after all.

"C-Come back soon," His statement shocks you. You pick your head up and can't resist the small smile playing at your lips when Hyuck's gaze shifts to one of the big buildings in a distance. "you know, so we can hang out again."

A small urge to squeal and run back home to squeal into your pillow washes over you, but you ignore the strange feeling, nodding, "Yeah," You huff out a laugh and shyly advert your eyes somewhere else too, "let's hang out when I'm back."

Maybe you shouldn't hang out when you're back though, because now you have a sick sensation sitting at the bottom of your stomach when he pulls out his own money and nudges your hand back down when you try to give yours to the cashier lady.

"I'll pay," He says sternly with a small smile, bumping his hip with yours.

The sick feeling in your stomach bubbles and spreads warmth through your body, more specifically your neck and ears, before it causes your lips to purse in a straight awkward line.

Gosh, what is this feeling?

This is the last place you suspected you would end up today. In a convenience store, with a guy you met just hours ago, and blood rushing through every vein in your body faster than you've ever felt before. Not to mention the sudden fast beating of your heart, resonating in your ears when Donghyuck hands you your cup of instant noodles.

You take it and thank him awkwardly, before turning and rushing to the hot water dispenser next to the ice cream freezer. Quite stupid in your opinion, what's the point of putting it there when it's gonna literally cool the hot water and make it lukewarm.

And you're right. The hot water is nearly lukewarm, just barely hot enough to burn yourself when you check how hot it is. That's gonna be 3 more minutes to wait for the noodles to cook.

"So," Donghyuck says as he takes a seat next to you, "tell me about yourself,"

You hum in question, pouring in the seasonings of the noodles into the cup. "Why do you want to know about me?"

"Well, I literally told you my life's story on the way here, so I think it's fair I know just the little things about you."

That is true, he did tell you everything about him. Your favorite is when he attacked his father on Christmas morning (literally 4 am) because he thought he was Santa.

You hesitate to tell Donghyuck one of your very embarrassing stories, but as you glance at him you realize he did not hesitate at all to tell you his, why should you?

So then you explain the vague memories and tales your mother and father would tell you, old stories you remember with your old friends you have no idea who's name are now, that one time your dog dragged you across your whole front yard, the time you rode your sister's bike which was approximately 2 times your size and crashed into a trash can and got this huge scar on your leg.

It's been so long since you've been able to talk to someone so comfortably, talk to someone who was actually listening. You hadn't realized how long it had been since you've had a real face to face chat with one of your friends until now. And this man was just a mutual you never knew until just a few hours ago.

You can consider this as your best brunch ever, even better than that one brunch your mother forced you to attend once just because they had rich people sandwiches or something.

Within what feels like just a few mere minutes, you find your noodles already finished, and surprisingly you enjoyed the meal, even if it wasn't as hot as you wanted it to be.

"That was probably the best meal I've had in a while," You comment as you wipe the soda fizzing at the edge of your lips, the noodles somehow got a bit too spicy that you bought a soda to wash the spiciness down.

"I think so too." Donghyuck replies, chuckling. You stare at him as he takes a swig of his own drink, feeling much more bubbling in your stomach than just a fizzy soda. How charming must he be to have your chest literally flip when he catches your gaze on him?

Dear god and when he laughs? You nearly forget how to breathe.

The homesick feeling you've been feeling for weeks is now nowhere in sight, only adoration and another strong feeling you can't really put your finger on just yet swirling around you.

Never would you have you thought you would spend the last day before your leave with Lee Donghyuck. Sure, you did picture the drama playing in front of you, but never did you think next to Donghyuck, in the apartment you didn't know he shared with Lee Jeno and Na Jaemin, who you've known for years now.

"Hey Hyu—oh, I didn't know you two knew each other,"

You shrug, chucking your shoes off to the rack, "We don't,"

Jeno and Jaemin watch confused as you flop on the couch next to Donghyuck, shaking it off with one last goodbye before they go to their weekly bike sessions. You still don't know how they manage to bike how many kilometers with only a few breaks.

You visibly light up at the sight of the intro scene of one of your favorite dramas flashing through the tv, making yourself at home on the couch you have spent many hours on before. It's a bit different now with Donghyuck on it. Another dip on the other end of the couch that's accompanying you.

Jeno likes to sit in the armchair next to the couch, and Jaemin just sprawls himself on the floor for some reason. Though you love taking the couch all for yourself, it's nice to share it once in a while, it's nice to have someone by your side for once. Maybe drape your legs on the other's lap, take up most of their space even if you have lots, and them not minding it at all.

Or even having your head rest on their lap.

Strangely, Donghyuck finds comfort in doing this action, he likes how it's not Renjun for once, who has to move his legs every 2 minutes or he would get a cramp. He likes how you don't even question when he suddenly shifts onto your lap, and how you softly play with the edges of his hair, it's nice.

Donghyuck likes the warmth that you emit, he pushes his cheek closer to your leg at the nice feeling of it spreading through his cheeks. Or when you poke his cheek playfully, and tap a small beat on it, it's oddly affectionate.

Donghyuck finds no more interest in the drama, all his attention has shifted to you, everything about you. The tip of your fingers that drag softly along his scalp when you run your hand through his hair, the way your lips curl up at a funny scene, how they move when you mumble how his hair is incredibly soft.

"I use Mark's shampoo most of the time," He explains. "his mother wants him to use the best one, and often sends some to him." Donghyuck's eyes relax and close when you tuck a small piece of hair behind his ear, tingles spreading throughout his body at the action.

"And I just head over to his house and steal a bottle." A snort immediately leaves you at the end of his sentence, you find it very funny how he can just clock in just to go in his bathroom and steal a bottle and leave right after.

"Jeno uses it too,"

You're laughing the most you have in months, even if it was little chuckles here and there, it's the longest you've been happy without having to get stressed over an assignment or most probably grocery shopping because god your roommate has cooking experiments so often now.

Donghyuck finds a smile forming on his face at the sight of your beaming, almost sparkling eyes. He swears he can find his whole universe in there, stars and moons scattered for him to dive deep and explore in.

Suddenly, he finds his whole world swirling in your eyes, he finds your smile his sun, your laughs all the shooting stars he needs in life to have his dreams achieved.

Suddenly, Donghyuck feels such a different emotion settling within him, ready to bloom into something more.

Maybe, just maybe, you'll be his dream. Just for tonight.

Hours pass by, losing most of your attention on the drama to talk about almost anything, and possibly, everything, time flying by so fast that even Jeno and Jaemin are surprised to see you two in the same position as when they left.

They had gone to the gaming cafe after biking, and played video games there for about 2 and a half hours, so you two must've been very invested in what you were talking about before.

You moved to Donghyuck's room after Mark came and watched the drama you were watching before, claiming Ten wouldn't let him use (read: leech off of) his netflix account anymore.

You always wondered who's room was next to the bathroom, turns out it was none other than Donghyuck's. For years, you thought it was a study room, or a guest bedroom, but it was just Lee Donghyuck's surprisingly neat and clean room.

After watching him game for who knows how long, and sitting on the very deflated beanbag by his closet, many questions of what button does what, which team he's on, how to play, you don't think you can stare at the screen for any longer.

No wonder Donghyuck uses his glasses, probably one of those blue light glasses that protect your eyes from the screen. Not only do they protect his eyes, he chose just the right one that makes him look attractive. Or maybe that's just you.

You still think he looks incredibly cute with them on, he looks so very raw and natural with his messy hair and slightly rosy and plush cheeks from taking quite the long nap with his head on your lap.

You quickly look away before your staring becomes too long for you to stop it, instead standing up from your seat on the bean bag and onto his unmade bed. Donghyuck told you before how he thinks making the bed is pointless if you're gonna mess it up again.

Of course, he never says this in front of Jaemin or he would force him to make his bed.

You bring the blankets around your shoulders and stuff a pillow into your embrace, watching the way the back of Donghyuck's gaming chair swings back and forth when he wins yet another round against Johnny.

Soon, the comfort of his awfully warm blankets and pillow cause you to grow sleepy, and you end up sprawling yourself along the bed very comfortably, so comfortably that Donghyuck doesn't even believe that it's his bed anymore.

"Hey," He reaches out to shake your shoulder gently, chuckling at the very dazed state you're in when you open your eyes slowly to look up at him. "do you want dinner?"

You can barely process his question, focusing fully on trying to wake up and finally register his question. The back of your hand swipes across your tired eyes, and you hum, "What?"

Donghyuck's chuckles resonates through his room, softly tugging at your heartstrings when he takes a seat next to you and pats your head. "I said are you hungry? You only had noodles and a bag of chips,"

Half eaten, might he add. Who in the world decides to open a bag of potato chips and leaves the other half in the fridge?

A shake of the head is his only response, and he finds it very funny how you try to reply vocally, but a yawn cuts through and interrupts the attempt.

"I'm not that hungry either. Maybe we should go somewhere for breakfast."

As Donghyuck makes is plans for tomorrow morning, you simply stare it him, feeling oddly satisfied with the situation.

He looks very boyfriend material, awfully wholesome with his pouty lips and glossy eyes checking which cafes and stores are going to be open tomorrow. Gosh, you might just kiss him!

And somehow, that's exactly what your mind is telling you to do, and your body complies naturally, leaning forward and reaching out to softly hold his cheeks between your palms, pulling him forward.

You catch Donghyuck completely in surprise by pushing your lips to his softly, so softly it feels surreal. Is he dreaming? He swears he's hallucinating, but the moment your hand slides down to flop back to your lap he knows it's real.

You pull back for a mere second, maybe even half a second, before Donghyuck drops his phone to the bed and his hands are your neck and waist, pulling you back into another soft lock of your lips.

Heavenly, is all you feel, like waking up from those warm afternoon naps that make you feel groggy for the rest of the day, like having a weekend picnic in a peaceful little park with nothing but the sun's rays and the aroma of sweet flowers and grass.

Perfect, is what you would describe the kiss, and a dream, is what you think Donghyuck is as you pull away and gaze into his dazed eyes that shine nothing but love for you.

"You've gone crazy, haven't you?"

You turn to your roommate in surprise at her words, "What?"

She rushes up to you almost in an inhumane speed, grasping your shoulders in her hold, before she shakes aggressively, "Why are you still packing?!"

"Because I have a flight to my parent's in like 7 hours, I don't know about you, but I kind of need to pack clothes?"

"That's not what I mean, Y/n!"

You push her away with a small (almost nervous) laugh, walking back across your room to seize another one of your beloved sweaters, chucking it to your open luggage. "What do you mean, then?"

"Did you see how he looked at you?! He was looking at you like he didn't want you to leave him! And not to mention how you looked at him the exact same way!"

You have to admit, that was true. You can't lie and say you didn't see any longing in his eyes, and you definitely can't deny that you had the exact same emotion dripping from yours.

"It's not like I'll be gone for forever, babe." You try to explain with a not-so-convincing smile, grabbing more random clothes to push into your luggage. "I'll come back when I get rid of this homesick feeling."

Your roommate shoves your luggage to the side, replacing it's place in front of you to "Y/n, don't you see?"

A small, mischievous smile is itching on her lips, and it causes you to grow very confused. "You're not homesick, you're lovesick."

"What!? That makes no sense! I just met him!"

She laughs in epiphany at the way your voice is obviously quivering, and how could she ever miss the habit of yours where your eyes flit everywhere but her when you're lying? You're so very in love with him, she's never seen you so smitten for anybody!

"And?? You love him! You don't miss home, you miss the love that comes with it, you miss being in love! And now you're in love, so you don't need to go home!"

You shake your head stubbornly, "No, I'm very homesick!"

Lies. You hadn't even felt a single bit homesick when you were with Donghyuck, you know this.

"Besides, it's just for a few days! I'll be back before you know it!"

You push your roommate away to drag the luggage back in front of you, chucking in random mismatched Christmas socks.

"What if by the time you come back, he's found another one?"

This one finally gets you to freeze. You hate to admit it, but maybe this is your one true love moment where you'd do something crazy for him. Maybe it's not as grand as wrecking a wedding, but it's your perfect definition of doing something crazy just for love.

Cancelling a flight ticket isn't as crazy now that you think of it.

"Then... then that's good for him." Yeah, good for him. If he loves someone else, then that's your problem, you should be happy for him if he does.

Just the thought of him leaving you and going to someone else has your heart sinking to your feet, your face twisting in sourness.

Oh god, you might just be lovesick.

Donghyuck feels oddly unsatisfied for some reason, a weird pit in his stomach telling him something, something was wrong.

"LEE DONGHYUCK!"

The said boy is utterly shocked when 6 of his friends barge into his room, all wearing expressions that describe nothing but disbelief.

"What?"

Renjun is the first to step forward and whack the back of his head, before the other Chinese boy in the room follows suit.

"Wha—ow! What was that for??"

"Are you aware of where Y/n is right now?" Jaemin is the next one to come forward to pinch at his ear, more aggressively than all the other times he's done it out of sheer mischief.

Donghyuck rubs his ear in pain and glares at his friends, "Completely."

Mark quickly slaps the younger's butt, causing him to jolt once again. "Why aren't you doing anything about it then?!"

"Because I have no business stopping her? She's just flying back to her hometown to visit her family, that's all!"

"But Hyung! What if she's gone for too long and then things get awkward? That happens fast, you know that."

For once in his life, Donghyuck thinks Jisung might be right. For all he knows you might not even want to be with him by the time you come back. What if you find someone else back home?

Donghyuck keeps shaking and very doubtful his gaze straight, at the book he remembers you picking from the book shelf on his lap. His voice is hard, no signs of hesitation or doubt, but he knows his friends know that his heart is aching at the thought of you going to someone else. "I'm sure it'll be fine."

It'll be fine, he said, just flying back to visit, he said, and yet here he is, sitting on his bed, almost glaring at the pillow you once hugged. He has a small spark of frustration blaring within him, why would he care if you flew back for a while? It’s not like you were important to him or something, you just met! No way you would snatch a part of his heart so fast.

But why does he feel like a part of his heart is missing? Hollow, empty, yearning for it’s piece.

Fool! Donghyuck thinks to himself, don’t be too attached! It’s not like you would care about him, right?

Wrong. Absolutely incorrect.

You don’t want to leave. You don’t have the hollow feeling of missing home anymore, it’s gone. But there is still one small flaw you feel within you, it’s also empty, but it’s different this time. Almost… longing. Your grip tightens on your luggage handle as you try to distinguish what this certain feeling is, feeling more and more dreadful with each guess you take.

Homesickness, you conclude. You just miss home.

And Donghyuck misses you already. Who knows how long you’ll be gone for? What if Jisung was right?

Lee Donghyuck has probably never in his life been as impulsive as right now, suddenly springing up from his bed 2 hours after you’ve left for the airport, your bittersweet smile flashing through his mind from the moment you took off in the taxi to the airport.

His friends have never seen him in such a rush ever in their lives, rushing up themselves when Donghyuck bursts out his room with a ‘can someone drive me to the airport?’. They’ve never seen him so set on something in their lives.

The boys pack into Mark’s car as quickly as they can, shoving Donghyuck into the passenger's seat with all their strength. Mark Lee has never driven so recklessly in his life (safely, though Chenle screams to kick at the gas pedal into his ear) and he’s never seen Donghyuck so determined to actually get to you.

You’ve never felt so anxious to get on a plane, felt like waiting for something. For someone.

But that’s absolutely ridiculous, he wouldn’t do something so crazy for love. You wouldn’t do something so crazy for love either.

You say you wouldn’t, you know you wouldn’t, and yet your heart and mind is telling you to stop and turn around, to run back and drive all the way back to Donghyuck’s apartment. The flight is just in 15 minutes, you’re already halfway through the process before getting onto the plane, it’s practically too late now, right?

That’s Donghyuck’s biggest fear right now, as he rushes through the large crowds of people bustling to get to their flight. He might be too late. What would he do then? Wait hopelessly for you to come back to him? Sounds a bit pathetic to him.

“What gate is she in?”

“Gate 36!” Donghyuck vividly remembers your roommate cursing at you when you mumble where your ticket was, and he remembers everything when he picks up the ticket to pass it to you. Flight number BA2490 (randomly generated, i have no idea what flight it is), gate 36, departure at 11:00 sharp.

He glances at the clock, 10:40. Donghyuck then whips around to check which gate they're nearest to, and he dreads over realization that’ he’s 10 gates away. He yells for his friends to wait for him to come back, and dashes through crowds and large groups of tourists.

A sudden tug at your heart stops you from taking another step into the next room with yet another security check, telling you to stop. It bothers you, and you try to ignore it, but it just won’t go. It’s causing a wind whirl of emotions swirling within you, making you sick to the stomach.

Foolish, is what you think you are, for actually thinking about even stopping just for some guy you’ve just met.

A man at the security check gently taps on your shoulder, shaking out of your sudden daze, “Are you alright ma’am?”

“Huh? O-oh yeah, sorry.” You mumble awkwardly, before plopping your bag into the small container and sliding it through the x-ray. As you walk through the metal detector machine, and nip lightly at your lip (as a habit you’ve grown to adapt to for years now) you are suddenly reminded of Donghyuck’s lips, that once pressed to yours.

You freeze completely, in the middle of the boarding area of gate 36, thinking of all the things you did with Donghyuck. Primarily the kiss. Why did you do such a thing? Now you’re in shit you could never possibly get out of without confronting him about it. And you don’t really think you’re going to confront him soon, not when one of the staff announces your flight boarding time being only 15 minutes left.

However, Donghyuck is always full of surprises. In many ways. He’s surprised you by being that one roommate you never knew about when you come over to Jaemin’s apartment, he’s surprised his friends by actually listening to them for once and chasing after you. He’s even surprised himself when he doesn’t let the security guards stop him.

He pushes past them, sliding through the entrance of the restricted area, rushing through people and excusing himself, and he can even hear his friends laughing and shouting in disbelief, cheers leaving their lips blissfully.

Donghyuck can’t really process what he’s just done, not when he puts all his energy into running faster to get to you in time. He’s got roughly 12 more minutes to stop you from getting on that flight, and now that Donghyuck thinks of it, he really thinks he’s gone crazy. Well, what the hell is he gonna do now? Turn around and give up? No, he’s Lee Donghyuck, he will never stop until he finishes whatever he’s doing.

And plus, he doesn’t want to go through a bunch of teasing and pity from any of his friends if he gives up now. If they’re going to tease him, he’s going to at least take you down with him.

Through many security guards and staff, he completely ignores them, and doesn’t even spare them a glance as he continues to desperately hope you haven’t boarded the plane yet.

Thank god Johnny and Jaehyun forced him to go running with them and their long ass legs, without them he wouldn’t know if he could outrun the security guards and still have the energy to pass by more oblivious staff all the way to boarding gate 36.

The feeling of defeat washes over him as he realizes the room is completely empty, and the flight had just taken off the second he barged in. Donghyuck walks over to the window, where he watches your plane fly further and further out of distance. God, does he feel stupid now. Why did he ever think you would stay for him? How could he even think he would be there in time?

Donghyuck sighs a deep breath, before he leans forward and squishes his cheek against the cold glass with a frown curling his lips down and creasing his eyebrows together. His breath fogs the glass, and he feels the same way. Foggy, unclear of what to do. He didn’t reach his goal, he couldn’t, what is there to do now?

“Hyuck?”

Suddenly, it’s like all hope in life is restored, and he feels like his heart races a thousand miles per second when he realizes who calls out his name. Donghyuck quickly pushes himself off the glass and whips around, his previous frown now twisting up to the biggest smile you have ever seen anyone muster, eyes sparkling brighter than all the shooting stars and blinding lights you have witnessed.

“You came...”

“You stayed,”

“I- uh,” A shy chuckle leaves your lips at the sudden tension building up between you two, a sound that Donghyuck yearns to hear more, and to cherish to his heart until he gets sick of it. But how could he ever get sick of something so melodious?

“I was gonna go.” You try to reason, though you couldn’t really believe yourself. And you can tell by the amused smirk that plays on his lips that he clearly doesn’t believe you too.

“I thought I missed home but,” You breathe out, feeling your breathing pattern completely stop when the boy you’ve just met today takes just a few steps to stand close to you, feeling warmth radiate from his body. “but the second I got to the airport,”

You look down at your shoes in embarrassment, nipping at your lip, too shy to finish your statement. Donghyuck’s fingers that encircle around your wrist and pull you just the smallest bit closer gives you a sudden boost of confidence, and you force yourself to look up. “I started missing you instead.”

It sounds like music to his ears, fills him up with joy and the most ecstatic feeling he’s felt in a while. The last time he felt like this was when his mom let him pick out his own outfit for school, which was quite a long time ago.

“I started missing you too,” Donghyuck mutters with a small smile on his face, growing bigger when your own lips start curling up fondly.

Sudden shouting and many footsteps resonate through the hallway to the room, confusing you, before Donghyuck slips his hand in yours and tugs you along with him. “Okay let’s finish this at home? I got chased down here and I don’t want you getting caught with me too,”

This is it, the crazy moment you do anything for love. Maybe not as grand as wrecking a whole wedding, but running away from security guards hand in hand and cancelling all your plans you've made for months is the perfect amount kind of crazy for you.

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[daegall]

NCT DREAM as cafe workers who have a crush on you

pairing: cafe employee! Nct dream x reader

genre: fluff, occasional crack idk

warnings: none,,, except for food?

word count: like 500-800 words per member

a/n: for the sake of my sanity, let’s not do all that researcher jisung stuff because i am shit at science <3

networks: @neoturtles @knet-bakery @kokonomi @twozeronet

Mark ; baker

— so painfully obvious he likes you

— like will literally make you anything just to see your smile

— swears to himself that he has to improve his baking when you commented about the burnt cookie he made

— but his heart flutters when you say it's okay because it gives a 'flare of mark lee' as you claimed

— will also shoo jaemin and jeno away when you want a drink, and has your usual memorized

— nomin don't mind LMAO they're just so sick of the heart eyes you give each other like,,,, dude kiss already.

— you and Mark get so flustered when Jaemin actually says it out loud and just shyly glance at each other

— hyuck best wingman!!!1!1!

— like he's willing to take over Mark's shift for baking just for him to sit down with you and chat

— but that's only because he wants to win the bet he made with Renjun and Chenle

— will countlessly bake whatever you request and instantly try otu to new recipes you suggest him to try out. And will take the utmost of his time trying to perfect his skills to give you the best cake ever.

— like he will go over time and be the last to close the shop just to fix his mistakes and make you proud

— adores your happy reaction when you find him with the cake, icing and flour smeared on his face but its okay, you think he looks super cute

— and you even kiss his cheek in gratitude which causes you two to instantly go embarrassed mode >//<

— hyuck wins the bet in the end

Renjun ; designer

— this boy is the only sense of variety and art the whole café has, he's saving their asses with his dope designs and cool drawings istg

— you help him out a lot with designs too!! which is the reason how you two got close

— will listen to all your ideas and use them just because hes whipped for you

— but dw!! your designs are super cool and everyone loves it, which makes you so proud :')

— chenle lets you stay because you're super nice and super creative like Renjun?? sorry i only need y/n.

— whenever Renjun has an artist's block he will call you for help or look at your designs and get inspiration because,,,, it's your drawings dude oh my god

— there's this one time he fell asleep while working, and not only did you not wake him up like the angel you are, you finished his work for him!! like not really finishing but placing notes on ideas which Renjun cherishes and keeps when he needs motivation

— and you even stayed with him until you had to go, making sure to wake him up before leaving. He's stunned to see a masterpiece of doodles drawn over his fingers and palm, reaching all the way down to his wrist

— you're so confused the next day when he thanks you for literally no reason

— dont worry he's just so overwhelmed that someone as perfect as you actually exists

Jeno ; barista

— he's your regular (and favorite) barista and you're his regular (and favorite) customer!!

— you really like it when he makes your drinks because it's like he makes the perfect drink

— perfect taste, perfect amount of ice, perfect glass even

— perfect looks and personality

— so very obvious you like each other

— like when you walk into the cafe the boys just call Jeno and he comes without any question because he knows it's you

— always greets you with his signature eye smile you love to see

— always asks if you want your regular or if you're going funky today

— always makes your heart beat faster

— and you get an extra dessert because he likes you HAHA

— gives his all into making the drink, will literally tell Renjun or Chenle to take over the cashier because he's busy making your drink

— and they will have to take over for like another hour because he sits down with you to hang out

— the only time you get to see each other is when you come tot he cafe, and with you getting busier, Jeno will take his chance to hang out with you when he can

— you tell him about your week, your struggles, how this one teacher always gets to your nerves, and every time, you look so beautiful to Jeno while talking it's a bit confusing to him

— smiles and nods in acknowledgement to your rants, humming occasionally to tell you he's still listening

— and even when he has to go back to work, asks you to sit on the special counter seat so he can still listen as he makes drinks

— is overall a gentleman and will have all attention on you when you're around

Haechan ; baker

— this mf

— he met you the first time he agreed to be on cashier duty, and boy is he glad he accepted the request to work that day

— literally pulled multiple pick up lines on you as you ordered your drink

— and you only had a small amused smile on your face and he was in love he decided

— and being the fucking ace he is, is willing to be casheir/barista/costumer/literally anything he can be to get close to you when you're in the cafe

— you two flirt with each other it's sickening

— poor jisung you can see him gagging in the corner at the winks and shitty pick up lines

— but there are times where you aren't that playful and choose to study at the cafe because its the most calming place to you

— and on those days hyuck chooses to stay with you, accompanying you until you leave

— asks if you need anything or brings you random pastries because 'you need energy to study, don't wear out that sexy brain of yours' you're used to the same excuse but it always brings an inevitable smile to your face

— and on the occasional nights where you stay to study, hyuck is there to sit by you and help you

— and talk most of the time (only when you seem frustrated/stressed)

— he tries to cheer you up with funny stories of Renjun or make fun of Mark when he tries to sneak out the cafe after baking a practice cake for his crush

— it works every time and he adores he smile he puts to your face every time you laugh, he wants to do it again and again

— has a bet with Renjun that he will get you to date him within a month

— loses

— but wins the Mark bet and tells you about it which makes you laugh so it's all okay

Jaemin ; barista

— has always taken an interest in you but it really becomes real when you compliment his Namericano

— because you literally drank a full cup of it,,,, and did not die or complain about it

— becomes your number one barista and will shoo anyone away who tris to make your drink because you ordered the namericano,,,, he's na jaemin,,,,, its literally his speciality

— Makes sure Jisung serves you a strawberry cheesecake and a sweet drink as well because namericano is dangerous and needs to be washed down by something sweet

— and you mentioned you liked sweet things as well

— namericano is literally your fuel, the only thing keeping you awake and motivated to do work

— but will occasionally scold you when you order another one and instead makes a sweet drink that serves just as well as the deathly coffee and tells you to sit nearby so then he can keep an eye on you

— keep on eye on you as in admire you from afar as you work hard

— if the cafe isn't that busy and you're just there studying he will stare at you as he dries the plate and glasses, and even as he wash the dishes, or any task

— the boys give him tasks only when you're here, because he's just too focused on staring at you to notice the amount of jobs he's doing

— when you suddenly lock eyes, Jaemin will just wink and send a flying kiss your way, causing you to laugh and give one back

— 'jesus christ what have i done wrong to see this' poor jisung is so sick of this shit he has to go

— you end up flirting and asking jaem on a date as you pay, sayign he has to pay though because you're always paying for your dates in the cafe

— the cafe he works at

Chenle ; manager

— oh how you save Chenle's life by helping hi manage the cafe

— owner really thought some 19 year old could manage a whole business by himself

— without you Chenle would be sure done and jobless

— the amount of shit you help him through, from the stocks, to the costumer service and complaints to all the new recipes

— chenle has a big crush on you and you're just to focused on school and helping him out to realize

— now usually not all the boys bet, but for this one they're going all in

— with your obliviousness there's no way chenle can get you to date him within at least 2 months

— chenle doesn't really mind actually, he likes how he can flirt with you and do such affectionate things and you wouldn't mind

— like when he softly pats your head when you check the new stock of ingredients that just came in

— he can even call you his, and you'd be like 'yeah! im chenle's!' and not even know the context and go with it

— he ADORES you and taking advantage of this 'obliviousness' just staring at you with a fond smile and you would complain about how he's just looking at you while you're doing his job

— okay at this point the guys are so sick of it it's like you're dating but you're just so fucking oblivious

— BUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! CHENLE ACTUALLY ASKS YOU TO DATE HIM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

— AND YORUE LIKe 'oo yay you'll be my boyfriend!!!!'

— and the dreamies have to pay him oof

Jisung ; that one part time kid who helps around

— you're probably a friend from school UDHSI

— looking for a job and then poof jisung mentions the cafe and how hes working part time

— and you want to join in!!!!

— you weren't so close until now

— you meet each other after class and walk to the cafe together >//<

— jisung is surprised he's actually talking to you LMAO hes convinced someone payed you to talk to him

— thinks its chenle

— at some point you would just sometimes (read: most) skip a bit of work to hang out or do homework or study for a test together heehee

— you grow closer and hang out more!!!! and he eventually grows feelings as well and is so scared

— asks his hyungs for help, only to get teasing remarks (as expected)

— the only one who actually helps him is wingman and hypeman chenle!! on the case and ready to set you two up

— but his plan doesn't go so well when Jisung literally is too scared of talking to you because he's scared if his feelings show and you get creeped out and ditch him

— how could you think so lowly of y/n, jisung?!!?!

— eventually he will have to face you, at school or at work, you're just that inevitable

— you find his pink cheeks and stuttering words and shy gaze very adorable, but like you can't hide yours anymore as well

— eventually becomes more wholesome and romantic until he proposes a study date!!!!! of course, at the usual place, the storage room as usual HAHA

— there you guys just run away from work and hang out with each other, growing closer (and inching closer as well) until you're right next to each other and your sides are presses to the other's

— and just as your fingers brush and you almost interlock your fingers together

— Mark barges in for some flour and screams at the interaction and yells at the other guys about it as you face palm and blush endlessly at the commotion outside

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[daegall]

Wonders of the garden

pairing: patient! Jeno x patient! reader

genre: fluff

warnings: injuries, a fever, mentions of stress, reader is implied to be female

word count: 562 words

a/n: finally some jeno content :0 i'll be gone for about 2 weeks due to finals, wish me luck and i'll be back if i survive :)

networks/taglist: @neoturtles @knet-bakery @kokonomi +@https-dream <33

At first, Jeno really started to hate Donghyuck and Jaemin for making him climb the tree to get the baseball that got stuck in the tree that, and might he add, was thrown by none other than Lee Donghyuck himself. He didn't get why they made him do it instead of doing it themselves.

Jeno was very certain he loathes the both of them when he fell and broke his arm, but now that they walked into the room with genuinely guilty faces with lots of boxes of pizza along with them, he became certain that he could forgive them.

And now, just about 2 hours after finding a small garden in the small hospital, he honestly wants to thank the two idiots.

Because among the all the pretty and colorful flowers, he's found his favorite one so far. The moment Jeno stumbled upon the garden with just a bench, he spotted you, peacefully resting on the very bench.

And the moment he sat next to you, Lee Jeno has never felt so alive. Especially in a hospital. It became all too hot, despite the cool breeze, his cheeks heating the second he sat next to you and glanced at your peaceful expression.

You talked, for days on end what it seemed, softly discussing the smallest things about each other. How Jeno broke his arm because of his very clumsy friends, and how you ended up having such a bad fever from all the stress you had gone throughout the week.

It felt nice, to finally rest and find such a peacefully little escape in a place you never thought you'd find comfort in. And you especially didn't think you would come across a very cute guy, with smiles that seem to kill.

Jeno notices how your smile lingered whenever you stare at his little eye smiles. You know he notices, and you frankly don't care.

In the midst of your small conversation about the cat cafe near his dorm, a voice softly disrupts his proposal to go together, "Miss Y/n?"

You two turn around, only to be met by a nurse, with a gentle gaze, calling out for you. "Yes?"

"Doctor Kim would like one last check up with you, is that alright?"

You instantly nod at the young nurse, before you bid her goodbye when an elderly man suddenly trips on the TV chord and lands on the carpet with laughs. You can't understand old people, but you're sure you will in the future.

Once you turn back to Jeno, he has a small smile curling on his lips, his uninjured arm shooting up to wave at you. "I'll see you around?"

"Ah, about that, I'm discharging tomorrow."

At that, Jeno's smile grows smaller, almost bittersweet, before it forms into a small adorable 'o' when you chuckle and pull out a pen from your pocket. You like to keep it in case you're in any kind of danger, or in a situation like this, where you ask Jeno to stick his arm out and scribble your number along with a cat next to it.

"Let's meet up and go to that cat cafe you were talking about, yeah?"

And Jeno can't help but giggle and nod, and brag to Donghyuck and Jaemin how he was able to get a phone number from a cute girl.

He can't wait to be discharged.

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[daegall]

For Eternity

pairing: lee donghyuck x reader

genre: fluff, like a teeny tiny bit of angst, bff2l! AU

warnings: they didnt have any time :00

word count: 927 words

a/n: THAT FUCKING GIF MADE ME DO THIS

WHAT THE FUCK

AND I HAVE A RENJUN THING DUE IN 4 DAYS

networks: @neoturtles @knet-bakery @kokonomi @twozeronet

You sigh in disappointment when you see no signs of your best friend around.

He had promised to come and bid you goodbye, but your hope slowly fades as the seconds tick by without him here with you. You did have an argument last week, but he would still come right?

Your heart aches at the thought of having to leave without making things right with him, your insides churn at the thought of leaving him upset at you.

You desperately want to go and search for him, apologize and leave with a content heart, but it's too late to leave the airport at this point, you would miss your flight.

Honestly, you wouldn't care, but your parents would scold you to no end. They had left about 15 minutes ago, thinking you would be waiting by the gate for your flight. But here you are, waiting for Donghyuck to come with warm goodbye hugs that would linger for hours on end.

Anxiousness washes over your body when you check the time, you only have an amount of time until you're too late.

Tapping your foot on the ground, your eyes scan every little thing that moves, hoping that it would be him. But he's nowhere in sight 2 minutes later, when you decide to give up with a sigh.

You stand up with your backpack and luggage, ready to walk in and get to security check, tears burning your eyes as an empty sensation fills your heart. How foolish could you be? He was crystal clear with his cutting words, 'fine! leave! don't come back, for all i care!'.

You take your first sluggish steps, dragging your feet across the ground almost pitifully, sniffling and trying to keep in your emotions. There are sudden loud, quick steps that resonate through the big building as someone runs towards your gate, coming to a stop a few feet away from you.

Through your blurry vision, you find more tears welling up in your eyes upon realization that it was Donghyuck standing there, panting and whipping his head around.

You freeze in shock, eyes glued on him as he looks to his right, his lower lip caught between his teeth, before he whips his head to the left.

Thousands or butterflies seem to blossom through your stomach, fluttering to every inch of your body, it causes your arm jolts up into the air, your lips to curl up, and they fly around your throat as you yell, "Hyuck!"

It seems like time slows down when his eyes visibly light up, and it feels like there's nothing that matters in the world when he locks his eyes with yours, your tears finally flowing down your cheeks as you wave and smile brightly. Donghyuck's one smile shines through the dull building, and he starts jogging up to you quickly.

The second he gets to you, his palms are enveloping your cheeks, his thumb wiping away your tears softly. "I'm sorry," He mumbles the moment he regains his breathing, his eyes glistening with how own tears as he stares into yours.

"It's okay, you came."

Donghyuck shakes his head with a chuckle, "No, I mean for what I said. Come back home as soon as you can, please." He begs, taking in your presence before it's gone for god knows how long. Too long, you know.

"Come back to me," His whisper blows against your cheeks, and you instantly nod, relishing in the feeling of his soft touch. There are so many words wanting to be said, so many things you want to do. But there's just no time.

Just as the both of you open your mouths to say whatever you want to say, an announcement of how your flight is currently boarding cuts you off, and the bliss you feel turns into a sunken, cold sensation of how you have to leave.

You softly, but reluctantly pull away from Donghyuck's hold, grabbing ahold of your luggage once again, ready to go. You spare your best friend one last meaningful smile, before it completely falls and you return to sluggish steps.

Though, it doesn't last too long as a sudden tug at your backpack holds you back, and turns you around, and suddenly you've been doing what's been on your bucket list for years.

Donghyuck is kissing you with his all, pushing further on your lips until you eventually reciprocate the feelings being poured into the kiss, ditching your luggage handle for the soft strands of Donghyuck's hair. The way you curl your fingers around the hair feels nostalgic, of all the times you've twirled them between your fingers countless amount of times during sleepovers, movie nights, even the nights you feel a little bit less lonely with his presence.

You pull away with a sigh and an instant grin, sliding your hands down from his neck and back onto the cold handle of your luggage.

Before you take a step, your other hand reaches out to tug Donghyuck's sleeve, capturing his attention once again.

"Wait for me?" You mumble, eyes hopeful and hold soft. Donghyuck takes your hand in his, squeezing reassuringly with a smile, "Forever."

Though miles away from him, in a different time zone and environment, you feel completely content. It's not like you're really apart though, you still video call every night as usual, and you update each other on everything.

Though there's something so different now, it's a whole new experience, and you know it'll be worth it when you get back home, back to him.

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