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Trouble (m)

pairing: trouble!wiwnin x female!reader (featuring taeil and jaehyun)

summary: when you met Sicheng you had no idea of the trouble you were getting into

word count: 6,014

warnings: angst, alcohol and cigarettes, strong language, protected sex, winwin is kind of an asshole sometimes, inspired by the story behind DEAN’s album ‘130 mood: TRBL’ where the tracks should be played from last to first

a/n: this was supposed to be for “the music shop” collab but the user deactivated and cancelled the collab, however I had already planned the story for this and was supper excited so I decided not to waste it and post it anyway! hope ya’ll enjoy ❤

☽ ・・・・・ ☾

trouble

/ˈtrʌb(ə)l/

noun

difficulty or problems

public unrest or disorder

Dong Sicheng

▶︎ 21

You first met Sicheng at your 21st birthday. Your friends insisted on throwing you a big ass party at one of their houses because their parents were gone so that resulted in you not knowing more than half the guests supposedly there to celebrate you. But honestly it didn’t quite matter because you were drinking and having fun with your closest friends and that’s the most important thing.

Until you saw him. Leaning against a wall and sipping on a red cup. Alone but looking cool as he glances around the room without a care for a single person in there. Something about him intrigues you and you just feel this incredible will to get to know him, all of him. You wonder who invited this mysterious guy.

“Hey, you ok?” Your friend Taeil approaches you, worried you might not be having fun at your own party with how silent you went.

“Yeah.” You give him a smile. “Do you know who that is?”

“Who?” He follows your gaze. “Oh, that’s Sicheng. I invited him, I hope that’s ok. His girlfriend just broke up with him a few days ago and I thought he needed to have some fun.”

“That’s alright. But he doesn’t look like he’s having a lot of fun though.” You tilt your head still admiring his blank expression.

“I know.” Taeil sighs. “I’m gonna check up on him.”

“Hey,” you grab his arm before he goes, “why don’t you call him over? He can hang with us.”

“I’ll do that.” Smiling he makes his way to the boy.

Taking a sip from your own drink you watch the two guys talking and eventually coming over to where you and the rest of your close friends are standing.

“Guys,” Taeil calls everyone’s attention, “this is my friend, Dong Sicheng.”

Everybody greets him as he hears all their names. He simply nods at them with a small smile, you wouldn’t take him for the shy type but that doesn’t kill the vibe for you.

“And this is Y/N, the birthday girl.” Taeil finally points to you and you make eye contact with Sicheng for the first time.

His piercing gaze leaves tingles all over your skin and you seem to be the one getting all shy now.

“Happy birthday.” With a bigger smile he raises his glass to you.

“Thanks.” You return the gesture delighted with the sound of his voice.

You try to engage in a conversation with him without making your attraction too obvious but he doesn’t seem that much of a talker. After a while he excuses himself to go outside and you can’t help but ask Taeil if he’s always this quiet.

“Oh yeah, that’s just the way he is.” You let out a relieved sigh and Taeil lifts a brow. “Do I sense a little bit of interest?”

“Maybe…” Unable to avoid a smile you hide it behind your cup taking another sip.

“Normally I would say go for it, he’s a really nice guy.” You bite your lip at his words, you feel like there’s a but coming. “But, he just go out of a pretty bad relationship and he’s definitely not healed yet.”

“What do you mean a bad relationship?” You can’t help feeling a bit worried.

“She’s super toxic. Got jealous over the stupidest things when I’m pretty sure she has cheated on him before, kept picking up fights with him for no reason and he just took it like a dumbass.” He explains shaking his head. “They kept going on and off their relationship but I think this time they’re done for real. Honestly I’m glad it’s over, she’s not good for him, he deserves someone better. I just hope he doesn’t fall back into bad habits.”

“I’m gonna go find him.” You empty your cup handing it to Taeil.

“Just go easy on him ok?” Nodding at his request you make your way through the crowd towards the back of the house.

As you step outside and look around you find Sicheng in a corner, leaning against the fence, smoke coming out of his lips from the cigarette between his fingers while his other hand holds his phone typing and re-typing a message.

“Can I have one of those?” His face turns to you as you point to the lit stick.

“Sure.” Putting his phone inside the back pocket of his jeans he grabs a pack of cigarettes extending it your way.

Taking one you bring it to your lips and Sicheng flicks a lighter in front of you. The first drag has you coughing a bit earning a chuckle from him, the first real expression you saw him make after the forced smiles from before.

“You don’t smoke do you?” He asks bringing his own cigarette to his lips.

“Occasionally, but it’s been a while.” You let out an embarrassed laugh.

“Nice party.” He says breaking the silence that installed.

“Thanks?” You giggle at the way he raises his brows clearly confused. “I didn’t actually wanted to have a party like this, I’d rather have a small chill get together with just a few people, but my friends kinda forced this on me.”

“Totally understand, I’m more of a casual guy too as opposed to a party monster like, for example, those guys.” Sicheng points to a few typical frat guys chugging down two shots each before removing their shirts and jumping into the pool.

“Why did you come then? I mean, if you don’t like this type of environments.” You’re quick to explain before he gets the wrong idea and thinks you’re inviting him to leave.

“Taeil kinda made me.” Leaving the explanation at that you get the hint that he doesn’t want to go into detail with it and you totally respect it, after all why would he tell you about his ex-girlfriend when you just met?

“He does have his way around people.” You chuckle lightening the mood. “Have you been friends for a long time?”

“We met in high school and been friends ever since.” He smiles probably recalling early memories from their friendship. “What about you, how do you know him?”

“He was actually in some of my classes in college and we ended up studying and doing some projects together so we started to become friends too.”

Carefully you carry the conversation, brightening his mood as you get to know him better. Like Taeil said, he’s not much of a talker with his short answers but at least you’re happy he hasn’t left yet.

You don’t even notice the hours passing as you two move to sit on a bench nearby. Most people have left already but the conversation with Sicheng is going so well that you don’t dare end it. But then someone does.

“Here you are!” Taeil walks your way and turns to his high school friend. “I thought you left already.”

“Looks like I’m still here.” You snort a bit too loud at his answer.

“And you,” Taeil moves his attention your way, “you never came back, everybody wanted to say goodbye but they just ended up leaving.”

“So early?” You ask before checking your phone widening your eyes at the time. “Shit, I guess we lost track of time, sorry.”

“That’s alright, I see you two are getting along.” The older winks as the youngest scratches the back of his head. “And I’m gonna get going, are you staying?”

“I think-” A yawn stops you from finishing your sentence making the three of you laugh. “I think I should go too, then.”

“C’mon I’l walk you home.” Taeil suggests as he lives close to your place. “You coming too? You can crash in my place if you want.”

“Yeah, I’ll take that.” Sicheng agrees and you leave the near dead party.

On the way you learn that your new friend lives on the other side of town and also get to know a few embarrassing stories from both of them. Almost makes you regret living so close to where the party took place. Reaching your building you all bid your goodbyes and you can’t help the silly smile that takes over your face when you finally lay down in your bed.

Dong Sicheng. The man that’s about to change your life.

After that night you make strong efforts to get Taeil to do some gatherings where both you and Sicheng will be present, of course without making it obvious. Eventually you two exchange numbers and start texting on a daily basis and even meeting up just the two of you.

Little by little you can feel him start to open up to you, giving him all the time he needs as you know he’s still hurt from his past relationship. You made him promise that whenever he feels sad or lonely he needs to call you, no matter what time it is, and you’ll talk to him and meet up if possible. You want him to let you in but you know he needs to heal first.

“Always the same shit.” Sicheng scoffs looking away from the TV. “When things get tough the girl just leaves and goes screw someone else, fucking liars and cheaters.”

“Hey!” You hit his shoulder from the other end of the couch trying to keep up with the movie you two were watching in your living room. “Not all girls are like that you know?”

“Yeah right.” He shakes his head.

“Well, I know I’m not.” Feeling his gaze turn to you, you keep yours focused on the TV.

“What?” He tries to understand why you said this all of a sudden.

“I’m just saying you should stop wasting your time with girls like that.” You finally turn to him. “If you give me a chance I’ll prove it to you. I’ll show you the love you deserve.”

You don’t know what came over you to say things like this but maybe the empty beer cans on your coffee table have something to do with it, making you ignore the fear of Sicheng rejecting you right here right now.

But instead he leans in and places his lips on yours. It’s a soft innocent first kiss that makes your heart almost pump out of your chest. You want to wrap your arms around his neck and pull him closer but he’s not too fond of skin ship so you’ll let him take the lead. A few seconds later he leans back returning to his previous position.

“Show me then.”

▶︎ I Love it (feat Dok2)

After that day you and Sicheng started living a couple life without really defining yourselves as one, just keeping it casual. You’d love nothing more than to officially call him your boyfriend but you don’t want to put that pressure on him, you just let things flow at his own speed.

Dinners and plans without calling them dates, kisses without promises and small touches here and there, leaving a tingling feeling on each others skin. But you’re happy just to be by his side and slowly watch him become a brighter person.

Friday night and you two are laying over his bed, on his tiny room, humming one of his favourite songs that plays on a playlist he made for the evening. With phones turned off you are disconnected from the world, simply enjoying each others company. On the first day he told you he’s not much of a party goer and you too enjoy these simple quiet moments alone. Even better when you’re alone by his side.

You take a deep breath when his fingers gently brush against yours that rest on the covers next to your body. His touch moves closer and closer until his hand holds yours.

Turning your head to the side you try to figure out his expression as he looks into your eyes and his other hand lifts to caress your cheek. Sicheng smoothly scoots over taking your lips on his in a kiss without a rush. He takes his time exploring your mouth and you allow him to.

Minutes feel like hours before he finally breaks the kiss leaning back to look at your face. Without saying a word he makes you feel like you’re the most beautiful person in the world with the way he admires your features, even if your lipstick is smeared past your lips and even transferred to his own, but he smiles.

Getting up to a seated position he slowly unbuttons his shirt and you take in each inch of skin that he bares for you. Slightly hovering you, his lips now attach to your neck as one of his hands caresses your side, from your waist, through your hip, to your thigh.

Your fingers trace the veins on his arm, with eyes closed, as his own make their way to cup your clothed womanhood. A breathy moan leaves your lips when his digits move up and down over the fabric making you crave for a real touch.

Clothes start pilling up on the floor, yours and the rest of his, as you discover each others bodies with touches, kisses and teasing bites. You gasp when his hand gets back to where it was before without any barriers now. You should feel embarrassed with how wet you are already but he makes all your worries go away as he gently spreads your juices focusing round movements on your clit.

Opening your legs wider you give him a great view of your arousal while he takes the place between them. Sicheng starts kissing your thighs taking his time to get to your core where his tongue licks up and down between your folds before he resumes the movements his fingers were doing before.

Back arching off the bed, you let your moans mix with the music that still plays on the background, letting him know how good he’s making you feel. His arms go around your thighs holding you in place as you start squirming around, orgasm fast approaching.

Eager on making you cum, his tongue traces intricate forms on your clit and in no time you’re groaning his name as you let yourself be taken over by the pleasure.

Sicheng doesn’t stop eating you out until your hand tugs on his hair, gently pulling him away from your pussy. A smile grows on his face as he watches you bite your lip to hide an embarrassed grin, eyes covered with your forearm.

Kissing his way up your figure, he removes your arm away from your face looking into your eyes as if silently telling you there’s no need to get shy or nervous, it’s just the two of you, there’s nobody else to impress.

Pulling him in for a kiss you take advantage of his position above you and wrap your legs around his torso bringing him closer to you. Sicheng grunts into your mouth when his hard dick is suddenly pressed against your wetness, fitting right between your folds.

Without breaking apart he reaches for his nightstand to grab a condom from the second drawer, opening the package and moving away just enough to roll it down his length. After he aligns it with your entrance you look into each others half lidded eyes, finally coming together as one when he fills every inch of your hole with his member until his hip touches yours.

He starts with soft thrusts, taking his time just like before. His arms rest at each side of your head holding himself up while his hips roll against you. Your hands trace the muscles on his back applying just enough pressure to encourage him to increase the speed.

And he definitely gets the hint as he moves faster and harder against you. But the closeness is not enough. Wrapping an arm around your waist, Sicheng pulls you up to sit on his lap as he leans back to a sitting position too. Pressing your bodies together he guides you up and down his cock, your breasts brushing on his chest making your nipples harder.

You let your hands run through his locks, tugging on them to pull his head slightly back making him groan in pleasure when your lips smash against his. Sensing your second orgasm approaching, you’re delighted to feel his dick twitch inside you as he gets closer to his high too.

It doesn’t take long for him to fill up the condom and with the warmth of his seed you can’t help cum too. You remain straddling him until your tired and sweaty bodies fall back on the bed, side by side. Resting your head on his chest you can hear his heartbeat that seems to be in sync with your own.

Looking up at his face you admire the pleased expression and lazy smile that decorate it as he stares back at you. It’s funny to think that even if this was the first sexual experience you shared together you just know each other so well physically. And that thought quickly turns into another round of making love.

▶︎ D (Half Moon) (feat Gaeko)

Laying in your bed and staring at the celling you sigh. Things with Sicheng were going great and then you had a stupid bickering and now you’re here alone, your head can’t seem to form a thought and you just feel empty, like half of you is missing.

You get up and go to the kitchen. Inside the fridge you try to find something that will satisfy you but nothing catches your eye. Maybe you’re not hungry then. You decide to grab a beer and move to the living room. Turning on the TV you flip the channels but never stop on any, you can’t seem to focus.

Glancing at your phone you wonder if you should call him, you even pick it up and scroll through you contacts stopping on his.

Dong Sicheng ❤︎

The call button just looks so tempting, but instead you lock your phone and throw it on the couch taking a sip of your beer. It shouldn’t be you crawling back to him, from the way you see it he’s the one who needs to apologise. So why do you feel like this?

Looking out the window you see a half moon in the starry sky and that’s exactly how you feel, a half something missing its other half. Your mind goes back to the beautiful moments you’ve spend together and you realise that maybe you like him a little bit more than you thought. Maybe you even love him at this point.

Every tick on your wall clock is another wasted second and it gets closer and closer to a point of no return so you get up, pick up your jacket and walk out.

Silence fills up the hallway as you stare at each others eyes when he opens his apartment door to face you that rang his bell.

“I’m s-” Your sentence gets cut off when Sicheng grabs the sides of your face and presses his lips against yours.

You feel your shoulders relax and tug on his shirt to pull him closer. You didn’t even realise you missed him this much.

“Can we just forget it?” He asks resting his forehead on yours.

“Please…” You whimper kissing him again as you two move inside his apartment.

▶︎ What 2 do (feat Crush, Jeff Bernat)

You thought things would get better and they did, but that didn’t last long. The meaningless little fights kept happening and the worst part is you couldn’t understand where most of them came from. Sicheng would just completely shut you off, stop replying to your messages and ignore your calls for days until he decides he wants to be with you again.

After a while you got used to it, pretending to believe his little lies and excuses when he told you he was busy and then you’d see him out. You wanted to believe there was a reasoning behind all of it but deep down you always knew your relationship was doomed.

The last straw was when you saw him with her. The one you thought was buried in his past. The one you thought he healed from. The one you thought you were able to replace.

“Did you have fun?” You ask him the minute he steps into your apartment, quickly avoiding the kiss he tries to give you.

“Hm, you know, the usual.” He shrugs closing the door.

“So it’s usual for you to meet her?” You scoff turning your back to him.

“What are you talking about?” You can’t believe he’s straight up lying to your face.

“There’s no need to cover it up, I saw you.” Taking a deep breath you try to stop the tears from rolling down your cheeks.

“What?” He laughs in disbelief. “Are you spying on me now?”

Conversation turns into screaming and you don’t know what else to say to make him understand how he’s been making you feel without him playing the victim once again. You hang on the hope that he’ll turn the conversation around and show you how much you mean to him but then he yells something you never thought you’d hear.

“You said you were different but you’re just like all the other bitches!”

At that very moment you knew it was too late to fix anything between you two, you’re both hurt and certain scars just don’t go away like that. Your hope is gone.

“Let’s just stop.” You say in a calm voice as you sit down on your couch. “I’m tired, Sicheng. I think it’s best if we just break up. And I know you feel the same. So let’s just get this over with.”

He doesn’t say anything and just stands there staring at you as your gaze is glued to the floor, not even having enough energy to look him in the face. When you sigh he takes it as his queue to leave. And when he closes your front door you feel that he closed it on your heart too.

You know you tried your hardest to put him back together but it wasn’t enough, it would never be enough. Something inside you always told you that but you chose to ignore it. I can change him, such a cliché thought for a silly girl like you. And now here you are, exhausted and heartbroken.

▶︎ bonnie & clyde

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After everything you decided to stay friends. You didn’t work in a romantic relationship but you still had a good connection and neither of you wanted to lose that. And to be honest, the sex was great so you decided to keep that going to. Friends with benefits? Maybe, if that’s all you could have.

Dong Sicheng: sorry, my phone was dead, I just charged it

You: that’s alright

You: you doing anything?

Dong Sicheng: not really, why?

You: I was wondering if you wanted to come over and watch a movie or something?

You: I know it’s late, maybe you wanted to go to sleep, we can meet some other time

Dong Sicheng: on my way

It was a wrong choice to keep this going with him, he could never love you back the way you love him but you still want to be there for him. And in lonely nights like this you want him to be here for you. But you know one day you’ll regret it.

“I wasn’t sure if you had any so I brought some beers.” As you open the door Sicheng lifts a six pack your way, black hoodie over his head covering most of his face like he doesn’t want to be recognised.

Settling on the couch you put on “Bonnie and Clyde”, a classic movie you two were always in the mood to watch. Finding a comfortable position you open a can of beer a take a sip, watching from the corner of your eye as he does the same.

Suddenly you feel his arm move around your shoulders and pull you closer to him. Biting your lip to hold in a smile you snuggle to his side.

By the time the six pack is done, you’re already laying on your back as Sicheng hovers you, his lips on yours as your legs wrap around his waist pulling him closer to your body.

Leaning your head to the side you allow him access to your neck as your fingers run through his hair. His hand snakes its way inside your shirt, cupping your bare breast underneath, as his hips roll against yours.

You can feel his boner press against your core, arousing you even more, so you push him back to sit on the couch and straddle his lap. Grinding on him at your own pace you bring your lips back together while his hands move to cup your ass, dragging your skirt to uncover it.

Sliding a hand between your bodies, Sicheng unbuttons his pants and pushes them down just enough to free his hard dick. He strokes it a few times and rolls a condom that he had on his pocket before pushing your panties to the side and aligning himself with your entrance.

Good thing you’re always wet for him because he pushes himself inside you with no warning making you lean your head back with a groan as shooting and explosion sounds come from the TV. He attacks your neck once again while his hands return to your ass, grabbing your cheeks to help you bounce up and down on his cock.

Holding his shoulders for support you moan while you ride him as he constantly hits the sweet spot inside you. You can feel your orgasm approaching and start to move faster but he decides to hold you a little above his crotch, thrusting up and into you instead.

His pace is fast and sloppy and before you know it Sicheng is shooting his seed inside the rubber. Letting his body relax against the couch he makes no effort to finish you off, simply panting as he gets down from his high. So you decide to take matters into your own hands and roll your hips against his. But he grabs you to halt your movements and pushes you off of him.

“We shouldn’t do this anymore.” He says with a straight face taking off the condom and getting up to fix his clothes.

“Why?” You almost whisper watching him as you still sit on the couch right next to where he fucked you just seconds ago.

“I don’t want to hurt you anymore.” He sighs. “I know you still have feelings for me and I’m just gonna keep hurting you if we continue with this.”

“Sicheng, I’m fine.” You get up and walk to him. “We agreed to this remember?”

“I should go.” Not sparing another glance your way he walks out the door.

You know he can see through your lies and that each time you’re together breaks another piece of your heart.

For a week you and Sicheng didn’t speak, text, call, anything. He was clearly letting you know whatever you still had was definitely over but in your mind you still didn’t believe it, like it was a scene from a movie and when it gets to the end everything will be alright.

But it didn’t. You decide to go to his apartment with the lame excuse to give him back the hoodie you borrowed and never returned. In reality you just wanted to check up on him but he doesn’t need to know that. Upon your arrival you see two figures through his bedroom window getting on the bed.

It’s him.

And her.

He told you he didn’t want to hurt you anymore but truth was he just wanted to get back to her.

Turning around you go back home as tears freely roll down your cheeks. You just wanted him to know how much you love him, how much you need him. But now you know it’s really over.

▶︎ Pour up (feat Zico)

Drink, smoke, drink, smoke, drink, smoke…

That has been your life. You never thought you’d be this person but here you are, sitting on your balcony, bottle of scotch in one hand and a full tray of cigarette butts on the floor. You laugh at nothing and yell at the cars that pass on the street, anything that would ease the pain in your heart but nothing seems to do the deed.

Slowly you get up, your hand instantly clashing against the wall for support as your body already feels wobbly. Dragging yourself inside you grab a jacket and put on some shoes, that definitely do not match with your outfit, and head outside.

Clumsy feet make their way into the nearest nightclub that became like a second home for you in the past days. Heading straight to the bar you don’t even need to make your order, the bartender already comes with 3 shots and a cup with almost pure alcohol your way.

Quicker then they come, the drinks disappear inside your mouth in a blink of an eye and you lean your back against the counter observing the crowd. Well, at least you tried because you can’t really focus on any single figure on the dance floor.

But then you see someone who looks exactly like Sicheng or maybe you’re just too drunk. Either way you push yourself from the bar and squeeze your way between the dancing sweaty bodies to get closer to him.

As sensually as you possibly can at this moment and state, you start dancing to the beat of the song that currently plays, moving towards this stranger. Rolling your hips you turn around so your back is against him and rub your ass on his crotch.

He seems to be into it by the way his hands grasps on your hips pulling you even closer as he rubs himself on you too. You can feel his warm breath on your neck after he pushes your hair out of the way and he starts leaving kisses and little bites towards your shoulder.

Turning back around you let your arms wrap around his neck and pull him towards you for a heated kiss. You’re hungry for love so you spare no mercy on his lips, but you just feel numb like you’re not doing anything at wall. Why are you like this?

Y/N.

Confused you separate your mouths and open your eyes, you could swear you heard Sicheng’s voice calling your name. Are you going insane now?

Y/N.

No, you definitely heard something. You turn around when you feel a hand on your shoulder.

“Y/N, are you ok?” The person asks pulling you away from your dancing partner.

“Taeil?” You finally recognise him.

“I haven’t heard of you for days. I know about Sicheng, I’m sorry… How are you?” He examines your face giving the other guy a dirty glance.

“Can’t you tell?” Your drunken laugh just makes him more worried. “I’m doing just fine. And you know why? Because this guy is getting some tonight. Fuck Sicheng.”

A smirk grows on the stranger’s face as you take his hand and push past Taeil walking towards the exit.

“Y/N, wait!” Your friend calls you but you don’t care and just keep walking.

Messy kisses are shared as you struggle to open your apartment’s door. Finally inside, you waste no time getting both your clothes off as you pull him to your bedroom. After pushing him into the mattress you climb on top of him.

“Someone’s eager to get this d-” He starts to say as you stroke his hardening cock to roll a condom on it.

“Shut up.” You demand straddling his lap and aligning him with your entrance.

Slowly you move down, your pussy swallowing his shaft inch by inch as a moan is dragged off both your mouths. You don’t even feel the stinging pain of your walls being stretched by the stranger’s impressively thick cock as you quickly settle on a good pace to ride him.

The guys hands trace your torso making their way to cup your breasts and suddenly you’re reminded of his touch. The way Sicheng used to touch your body takes over your brain. But you can’t be having these thoughts, not right now, not ever again.

Shaking your head you grab his hands and pin them over his head. But getting closer to his face you see Sicheng, his beautiful features that you miss so much. That brings a smile to your face until you remember when you saw him through the window with her as he unknowingly broke your heart. With a groan you get off the stranger’s lap.

“What are you doing!?” He sounds annoyed.

“Fuck me.” You look over your shoulder as you position yourself on all fours.

Licking his lips, the stranger follows your request by kneeling behind you and quickly getting back inside your hole. He thrusts his hips against yours so hard that he reaches such deep places inside. He’s fucking you so damn good, so why is your mind clouded with Sicheng thoughts?

Shutting your eyes close you try to focus on the knot forming inside you specially when the stranger warns you he’s gonna cum soon, there’s no way you’re letting this bastard get off and leave you hanging. So you take your hand and rub your clit just the right way to get you cumming in seconds.

The way your walls clench around his length instantly makes the stranger fill in the condom with an incredibly sexy moan. He pants a little before pulling himself out of you and removing the rubber. Your body simply falls on the bed, still drunk and now tired.

You don’t even remember him leaving as you open your eyes in the morning, naked and in the same position on the bed, but a blanket covering your body. Getting up you can feel your head pounding so before you take a bath you go to the kitchen to grab a pill. But something in your fridge catches your eye.

That was fun, call me again sometime, Jaehyun (the one from last night)

Reading the note that’s followed by his number you chuckle. If only you weren’t so lost in Sicheng you might have given this Jaehyun guy a chance.

▶︎ And you? (Outro)

"It's the police, open the door. Police, open the door! I mean, open the door. I need to talk with you for a moment, can you please open the door? We need to talk to you for a moment... We know you're in there”

"What are you taking?... Is it meds or something?”

"No..."

You angrily stuff another handful of popcorn in your mouth as you try to focus on the movie playing in your TV while your phone keeps buzzing next to you. It’s been like this all night and you just want it to stop. Puffing you finally grab it just to be even more annoyed with the caller.

Dong Sicheng ❌

For the past few weeks you’ve been getting over him. With the help of Taeil you ditched the booze and the cigarettes to focus on you. Since you met Sicheng you started neglecting yourself to focus on him and that only came to cause you pain.

“Y/N…” You finally pick up the phone.

Hearing his tired voice you want to ask him how he’s doing, if he’s happy with her, if it was worth it to get back with her. But you don’t.

“What?” You deadpan ask him.

With time you understood Sicheng is nothing but trouble. And you deserve so much better than that.

☽ ・・・・・ ☾

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ARCANE | CH.11 | NCT DREAM X READER

Summary: When you decided to apply for a researcher post in an elusive institute, you already had the feeling that you’ll be getting yourself knee-deep into something out of the ordinary. But desperate needs require desperate measures, and so you embraced the invite, despite all the alarm signals urging you to run away. What you found out was nothing you’d ever expected.

Seven boys.

Seven human deviants granted with abilities tied to the legendary Arcana Cards.

Welcome to Project Dream.

Pairing: Various Dream Members x Reader

Trigger Warnings/Themes: violence, torture, trauma, very slight yandere themes, poly dynamics, suggestive themes, language, psychological, mystery, sci-fi. Romance will take a little bit of a backseat on this one since this is more of a suspense-driven plot, but it will still be threaded in the overall story. The concept of the tarot or Arcana cards will be loosely used throughout the series. Note that I am not a trained doctor so there may be some slips here and there about medical things. Again, this is a work of fiction and I am not implying any likeness between the characterization here of the boys to their real life counterparts. I also reserve the rights to all my work—I do not post anywhere else other than tumblr. Minors DNI.

> CH. 1 | CH. 2 | CH.3 | CH.4 | CH.5 | CH.6 | CH.7 | CH.8 | CH.9 | CH.10

Chapter Song:

Run Boy Run > Woodkid

"Here… Have some water."

You blindly reached out for the glass that Ten pushed towards you from across the table. Numbly, you watched as your pale fingers wrapped around it, the cold seeping into your skin like painful pinpricks. The hubbub of the coffee shop around you sounded like white noise to your ears, a complete contrast of the deafening silence from the two men sitting in front of you now. Hell, you didn't even realize that you called them during the mess of everything that has happened in the last two hours, but here you are, staring numbly at nothing in particular as both waited for you to speak.

"Hey… are you okay? You're not hurt anywhere are you?" Kun asked carefully after a few more seconds of silence. You flinched despite the gentleness of his voice and raised your eyes to finally meet his.

"It's okay. You don't need to talk first, we just wanted to make sure you aren't in pain or—"

"I think Cypher has my father."

You cut Ten off, your voice sounding hollow in your ears. You saw the way their expressions changed from surprise to utter confusion. It's obvious that it was the last thing they were expecting to hear from you.

"Your father? Why would Cypher have him?"

The knot in the middle of your breastbone throbbed again. Briefly, you ran over Winwin's voice mail in your head. Your eyes felt unnaturally dry, as if you hadn't blinked for a long time, but the sting behind them was the least of your concerns.

"Because he is an Arcana user. He's a deviant. Just like them."

If Kun and Ten looked confused earlier, they definitely are thunderstruck now. Ten's lips parted in shock while Kun stared at you, eyes rounded. You shifted your gaze away from theirs before continuing.

"I lied. When I went to Rosewood, I found out that my father used to work with the boys. It was the reason why I suddenly stopped contact with all of you for a while—because I couldn't process that his disappearance months ago was connected to this mess. When I went there though, I stole a framed photo from his office and found a hidden memory card inside of it today," you stopped briefly before shakily taking out your phone. You pushed it towards the pair and both frowned at the screenshot plastered on its screen.

"Holy shit…" Ten mumbled under his breath as his eyes scanned through it. Kun, on the other hand, picked it up so he could read the details there better.

"It's a document of Arcana holders," he whispered, eyes moving across the screen. "Your father is—"

"The Judgement, the 20th of the Major Arcana masters," you answered, your voice not even sounding like yours in your ears. Kun's gaze flickered towards you momentarily in concern before going back to what he was reading.

"Why do you think Cypher has him?"

"Winwin. He was able to hack some hidden files," you swallowed the painful blockage in your throat. "My father is a patient of Project Irregular."

You didn't need to turn towards the two to know the look in their faces. Ten silently reached out for your hand across the table and gave it a squeeze.

"You didn't have any idea that he is… just like them?"

You shook your head numbly. He didn't push through with the question and decided to go a different path after exchanging a glance with Kun.

"Was there something else you found out? You don't have to answer yet if you don't want to. This must be too much for you."

You hesitated. To be honest, everything was still a mess in your head, but maybe sharing things with them can offload some of what you've been struggling to process.

"There was another patient. The World."

"The 21st and the last in the Major Arcana," Kun said slowly as his eyes landed on the page he was reading. "According to this document, it is one of the three Arcana holders who fall under the third classification of users."

At that, Ten turned to look at him with a slight frown.

"A third what?"

"We were correct with our research. There are different kinds of Arcana users. The physical element manipulators like Mark, Chenle, and Jisung, and the psychic ones like Renjun, Haechan, and Jaemin," Kun explained, reading off the file in front of him. "But there is also a third classification. The users who can control Arcana wielders with their abilities."

"The document is incomplete, but there are three cards tagged there. They call them the Triad. My father, The Judgement or IL Giudizio, The World, IL Mondo, and another one… The Fool, IL Matto."

"Those are the last three cards of a tarot deck right?" Ten asked, leaning over to squint at your phone. Kun nodded in answer.

"The tarot numbering is basically a story that details the journey of humankind, represented by The Fool, through the cycle of life. It starts from awakening, to discord, and finally growth. Those three cards make up the end and completion of the journey. The Judgement is card 20, The World is card 21, and The Fool can either be tagged as card 22 or card 0. It can be the beginning…or the end."

"But the capabilities of those three are not listed in this file. And there are no names for The World and The Fool," Ten observed.

"They have been burned off," you said, finally taking the phone from them. You zoomed in on the photo to highlight the scorch marks before showing it to them again.

"See? Those are burns on the pages. When I went to my father's office in Rosewood, I saw signs of things put on fire there. Whoever left this clue wanted to leave a trail, while also protecting the identity of the last two cards."

"So there is a possibility that whichever book this page came from does not exist anymore?"

"Probably. Or it is still hidden somewhere in Rosewood. The list we have is not even complete in the first place. Jeno and the others' names are not there. Somebody left this as an intentional clue to lead down a path."

"You think that someone is also working against Cypher?"

Kun's question made you pause. You've shared with them briefly before about the possibility of the boys being sent as insiders to the Institute by a mastermind pulling the strings from the outside. Right now, there is no doubt that you were correct in your hunch all along.

"You remember what I told you about the boys willingly sacrificing themselves to Cypher because of someone? I think it's her. Renjun, he gave me this," you pulled the locket from your pocket and showed it to the two. "It's what led me to that file. He said she wanted me to take it. I have no idea who she is, but with the way the boys are willing to move worlds for her, I assume she is also part of their family…"

Both Kun and Ten were silent as they stared at the pendant. Ten was the one who broke the silence first.

"If that woman is the one behind it… Then why is she using you to move things around? Unless…" he trailed off before his eyes slowly widened at his slow realization. The look you gave him confirmed that you are thinking of the same thing.

"Maybe she can't… because Cypher must be after her too."

Kun leaned back against his seat in shock. "She must be one of the Triad users."

For a moment, none of you really spoke, both lost in your own theories and questions. Outside of the cafe, a crackling sound of thunder clapped angrily and sent shocks of light across the horizon. You stared off into the glass and watched as streaks of rain started falling from the skies, staining the pavement black.

"We still can't know for sure. Winwin told me that he is still going to try and crack some files because it is impossible for a project like this to not have a trail. Until then, we need to do something to find out, at least, what the Triad can do. I think that's when we can really find out what Cypher is cooking up."

The pair in front of you remained silent even though you saw them exchange a look in your peripheral vision. Their unspoken words hang heavy in the air, almost suffocating you, but you tried your best to avoid their gaze, your eyes set instead on the wet pavement darkened by the unforgiving rain.

"Is that what you want to do?" Kun finally asked quietly across from you. Your heart clenched in your chest again and you took a while to answer, but you finally turned to look at him.

"Yes. Mark, Jeno and the others might be doing this for someone, but I'll be doing this for my father. I have no idea if he's even still alive… but I have to try. He only has me."

Kun and Ten met the calmness of your voice with determined looks of their own. Another clap of thunder outside tore the skies, as if foreboding a future none of you want. Ten finally gave a nod before moving his gaze to Kun then back at you.

"If that's the case, then there is one thing we must never screw up..."

"We can't let Cypher know that we are going after its evil ass."

*******

You waited in silence in the bare-looking room without trying to shift uncomfortably in your seat. Just outside of the door, visible on the edge of the glass panel that separates your interview area from the hallway were a set of guards manning the entrance like sentinels. You took one quick glance at their backs before bringing your gaze down again in a fake show of calmness. Any other day and you would have fought for your privacy with your sessions, but you honestly don't think that is up for discussion right now.

The mechanical hissing of the door made you look up again after a few more beats of silence. Unconsciously, you picked yourself up from your seat as a different pair of guards marched from the entrance, flanking a platinum-haired boy in their middle. The moment your eyes met, the corners of his lips lifted into a knowing smile.

"You asked for this one?"

The gruff voice of one of the men broke your eye contact with the other. You gave a calm nod in answer and trained your eyes on him in practiced control. One look and a few words in and you can obviously see the change of dynamics in the way the boys are being treated now, but hell be damned will you be blatantly intimidated by these monsters.

"Yes. This is him."

"You have fifteen minutes to talk to him. I will be moderating the session in person."

"I don't think that is necessary, sir."

"Protocol's changed now, doctor. You talk, we listen. Take it or leave it. It's for your own safety."

You were about to open your mouth to argue again when the man forced the boy he was holding by the arm into his seat. Before you could even say anything, the guard had already turned and started walking towards the other side of the room where he leaned, arms crossed, against the wall. The other slipped outside and joined the ones already stationed there. You shot the man left inside a look of disbelief before finally unfreezing on your spot and lowering yourself again on your seat.

"Makes you feel like you are in a prison, doesn't it? They even gave us ugly jail wards," the boy finally broke the silence as he leaned back on his seat. You brought your eyes back to him and tried to relax your spine in an effort to bring yourself back to focus.

"How are you, Jaemin?"

His expression didn't change but you noticed the way his eyes moved over you with intent. The guard was far enough for the both of you to get away with softer voices, but the pair of you are aware of how careful you should be with your movements. You couldn't give much, but you also couldn't give away too little and raise suspicions.

"I think I should be the one asking you that. Tell me if there is a reason I shouldn't have stopped myself from cutting off one of Haechan's hands?"

You knew the question was coming. Despite the high tension in the room, you managed to offer him the smallest of smiles.

"I'm doing so much better. Don't be too hard on him. I was the one who got in his way."

"Yeah. Because you're frustratingly nice. Try not to do that again next time?" He said with a raise of his brows. You sighed and gave a shrug.

"I didn't come here to be mothered." You paused and held his gaze. His back was on the man watching you both with a hawk-like glare, a setup that favored you because it kept him from seeing the way Jaemin's eyes glinted in understanding. When you spoke again, you made sure to keep your voice as even as possible.

"We need to catch up… on a lot of things."

"Now?" He asked in a low voice.

You gave a slight dip of your head.

"Yes… Now."

Barely a second after you said that, you felt an invisible force skim the edges of your consciousness. It was the same feeling you had back at the arena when he first showed his powers, the dizzy spell that made your focus momentarily swim. It was fleeting though, and before you could even take another breath, you saw the guard at the other end of the wall loosen his stance. There was a faraway look on his face as he stared off at the distance, confirming Jaemin's spell.

"We have ten more minutes. The others outside will notice if we take more than that," he said as he leaned closer towards the table. You tore your eyes away from the other man and swallowed.

"Are all of you okay? Are they still hurting you?" You asked the first question that you needed to get out of the way. His jaw tightened but he gave you a stiff nod in answer.

"We're holding up. The conditions are different now, but I don't think they're at that point yet where they are done with us. They can't kill us… yet."

You frowned in concern.

"What do you mean?"

"Jeno… Is holding them back. They've pretty much drawn their conclusions about our abilities but they still can't get rid of us since Jeno hasn't shown them his Arcana yet. They are keeping us just in case they need any of our powers to control him."

Your heart dropped at his words.

"Are they hurting him now too?"

"Yes. But they are still being careful with him."

"Can't you just tell me what he can do? Maybe I can help—"

Jaemin gave you a torn look from across the table.

"I can't. I trust you… but the less you know, the safer it is for you and us."

He didn't need to say that again for you to understand the implication behind his words. He's right. Who knows what lengths Cypher is willing to cross to get whatever it is that they need? If they can hurt them, they won't have any qualms about hurting anyone too. Besides, what Jeno can do is the least of what you need to know at the moment. However, there is one question you need Jaemin to clear up, no matter what it takes.

"I understand. But you need to answer my next question, Jaemin…" you asked now as you leaned closer towards the edge of the table. You met his gaze unwaveringly, your stare determined.

"Tell me. What can my father do?"

His reaction was brief but instant. Jaemin's eyes rounded as surprise parted his lips.

"How did you…"

"I know everything now. He is an Arcana user just like you," your voice sounded thin as you answered. In your desperation, you reached out to squeeze his hand. "Jaemin, I know you have an idea of what he can do. I need you to tell me what it is because Cypher might be keeping him prisoner too."

The look that took over his features told you that this is one piece of information he wasn't expecting you to know.

"What do you mean Cypher has him too?"

You tried to desperately work through the words that are still so hard for you to voice out.

"This experiment that you're going through… It's just a piece of the puzzle. There was an earlier study that Cypher did called Project Irregular and my father was one of its subjects. There was another one with him, the Arcana Master of The World, but the identity of that person is still unknown. Jaemin, I know that you and the rest of your brothers are staying here because you want to figure out what Cypher is up to. This is it. If you tell me what my father and the other Arcana user can do, we can all solve this together and you can leave."

Jaemin pulled away from you, his expression torn. You knew he was trying to make a big decision in his head and you tried to bite back the urge to beg him to talk.

"I don't… I don't know much about The World. Ever since we were young, the identity of that person has always been kept away from the family. We didn't really know why, but we assumed he broke the code and was exiled or he left on his own. Your father might be the only one who knows him. He was the Head of the brotherhood and ran everything, that's why he also took care of us."

So IL Mondo wasn't the woman behind the clues but someone else…

"Was it also the same for… The Fool?"

His eyes snapped back at you urgently. You didn't falter, your voice low as you spoke.

"There are three of them, right? The third group of Arcana Masters."

Jaemin seemed pained as you said that. For a moment he looked like he was about to spill something but then he held back as he looked away.

"The Triad's identities have always been made private except to a select few through generations. They are kept under maximum protection, because they are the only ones who can affect other Arcana wielders like us. That means if ever they come under the control of the wrong people, even all of us combined can't do much to stop them," he explained slowly. "I cannot tell you where IL Matto is because they do not want to be found yet. It's better for that to remain that way, especially if you're saying now that Cypher got their hands on IL Giudizio and IL Mondo."

You tried to process that slowly. You leaned back on your seat momentarily just to try and sift through the new questions his answers bought.

"But my father… you at least know him. I know you do," you brought your gaze back at him, helplessness obvious in your features. Jaemin's jaw tightened and his hands locked tighter in front of him.

"I told you I'm going to help you, but please help me too. This is no longer just about you and your personal vendetta against the Institute. I'm not even sure if my father is still alive, but at least I need to know why they wanted him. This is about me too," you added.

The look he gave you was intense and yet you didn't look away. Finally, after what seemed like a long bout of silence, he spoke again. His voice was calm and controlled, and you knew he wanted you to take in every word he was about to say.

"The Judgement card is about balance. Good or evil, one force always has its matching energy, like the scales that should have equal parts of everything for the sake of order. Your father… can deflect and reflect Arcana powers aimed at him into something or someone else. If, lets say I try to use mine on him, he can bring it back to me with equal intensity. He has one of the rarest abilities, because he can hurt a fellow Arcana user with their own magic if he wanted to."

You took in a slow breath as you took his words in. Jaemin continued, his eyes never leaving your pale face.

"The Triad is also a different line of Arcana users. Unlike us who inherited the same powers from former masters, the abilities of their line shifts and changes every time they are passed down to a different user. So the skills of your father now will be different once they move to a new master. That's why I also can't help you with IL Mondo. None of us knew him, so we also don't know what he can do. The previous Masters who had his powers before can't even be used as a clue on what his abilities are now."

You felt cold. There was one question that has lodged itself heavily on your throat.

"When do… Arcana powers get passed to a different master?" You asked slowly. The look Jaemin gave you confirmed your suspicions.

"When its former master dies."

A slight movement in your peripheral vision made you look up. One of the guards outside turned and peered into the room to check what was happening and your gaze slipped towards the one inside—who is still under Jaemin's hypnosis—in panic. Before you could even say anything, however, you felt warmth wrap around your hand. Jaemin was staring at you with an intensity that made you snap your attention back to him.

"We have to move fast. I feel like Cypher is going to do something soon."

"We have to get you out of here… At the right time," you whispered. He nodded.

"Tell us what you need us to do."

A beeping on the door told you that your fifteen minutes were over. Jaemin gave you one last look before it slid open.

"Whatever happens, remember. We can't let them have all of the Triad members."

*******

The clicking sounds of the keyboard filled your small bedroom with a monotonous hum. Your eyes bounced around the three men currently stationed on various spots of your usable space, who, ironically, seem to be watching each other in their own surreptitious ways too. To be honest, you would have found the situation amusing if you all weren't working on something so serious, but right now, you can't really blame your guests for being wary of each other.

"So… How long have you been working for Cypher again, Sicheng?" You didn't know whether to feel relieved or nervous when Ten finally broke the suffocating silence from his spot by the floor. His expression looked casual, maybe slightly friendly even, but you still didn't miss the undercurrent of suspicion on his tone. Winwin looked up from his computer at his position on your study table and gave the other a wary glance. The poor boy has been trying his best to ignore the dagger stares he’s been getting for the last hour or so.

"Uh… for three years," he answered as he stole a look towards your direction. You shot him an apologetic smile from over the research files you have been reading.

"Three years… that means you pretty much have a hand in the Institute's core systems, right? What can you do with your access?" Kun was the one who asked this time. You winced. Unlike Ten, he was more blatant with his staring. It almost felt like he was giving an interrogation.

"I have database controls, access to cams, and overall security," Winwin replied as he turned his attention back to what he was doing. "Everything that Cypher endorses to the public, I can tap since the Institute relies too much on technology. It's a different case though for things they consciously keep a secret. I have to dig deeper for them."

"How hard is it to crack them?" You asked, finally deciding to join the conversation. Winwin momentarily frowned and ran a hand through his hair. He has been nothing but patient about this all throughout, but now you could clearly see his frustration even if it was just for a quick second.

"The kind of 'hard' you get from multiple firewalls, AES encryption, and other things. Seriously, it's not just the fact that they kept their files in another database that gives them away. The tech systems they used are the same ones that governments and intelligence organizations have. They definitely are hiding something they can't afford anyone to get their hands on."

Ten raised his brows and gave you an impressed glance. "He's good."

Kun, however, didn't look that much convinced yet. He finally closed the book he had been faking to read and crossed his arms over his chest.

"Sounds fancy. You think you can crack them then?"

You knew it was a rhetorical question, so you were surprised when Winwin politely returned the sass to the other. He turned on his seat to give him a look and nodded towards his computer screen with a satisfied look.

"Make that question a declarative. I just did."

Your eyes rounded. In an instant, you were flying out of your bed and going over to his side. It didn't take long for Kun and Ten to do the same.

"I think these are some of the last files of the research before they officially closed it and moved on to Project Dream," he said as he clicked on a sub-set of folders. Your eyes moved quickly over their labels before giving a nod towards the last one.

"Can you open that? It might have the summary of the study."

Winwin clicked on the said folder and typed in some code to unlock it. When the file finally opened, the text on it first looked like a mix of random shapes and letters. You watched as he typed a string of command on a smaller screen that slowly triggered each line to be coded into readable text. At that moment, all four of you fell into deep silence as you speed read over what was written there.

Researcher Notes:

06.06.2021.

The trial run ended successfully with both Arcana powers reflected and absorbed by the mimicry unit. The abilities of Patient 20, the Judgement, remains intact despite being in a coma. The deviant's physical body, however, needs certain stimuli for his abilities to work and merge with Patient 21, The World's Arcana.

After a series of tests, both Arcanas have manifested successfully on the mimicry unit. A different set of input is needed to confirm the extent of adoption of both abilities.

Suggested next step of action: move to the second phase of the project.

You felt numb. The context of what you just read barely registered on you as you hyper focused on one detail.

Cypher does have your father.

He is alive… but in a state of coma.

"Go back to the other folders," you croaked as you tried to keep your wits on you. Kun looked at you worriedly from your other side and Winwin also seemed hesitant to move.

"Are you sure…"

"Just do it. Please."

The strain on your voice made the other three exchange quick glances. Finally, Winwin went back to the collection of folders in the root file. Your gaze fixated on one there and you pointed at it with your finger.

"Can you open that? The one labeled IL Mondo."

The boy did what he was told. Again, the four of you fell silent as you went through the page that opened. Unlike the first document with study notes, this one seemed like a patient profile. The moment the lines of code were translated by the system, your group gave a collective gasp at the photo that stared back at you from the screen. Under it were profile details typed in neo green font.

Patient 21.

Arcana Tag: The World / IL Mondo

Name: Haneul Lee

"Holy shit…"

Ten's whisper made you lean your hand at the back of Winwin's seat for support. The earlier numbness you felt was now mixed with a sickening dizziness as you tried to keep yourself from drawing back. You barely heard Kun's voice beside you as he spoke in an equally stressed tone.

"Scroll down. They have his Arcana ability listed there."

IL Mondo, The World, the last persona of the Arcana is representative of cycles and loops. Supernaturally, the patient possesses the ability to absorb Arcana powers of fellow masters and temporarily wield it as his own for a limited amount of time. As per test drill data, the subject can keep the absorption capacity to an average of 15 minutes.

Your mind felt like cotton. There was a part of it that was filled with noise, but there was also the side of you that was working to fit the pieces together. And they did fit. Almost too perfectly. You reached out to Kun now with a horrified look on your face, your hands squeezing his arm.

"I know what Cypher is planning to do."

"You—"

"My father's ability was to deflect Arcana powers. Whatever was sent towards him, he can reflect it on another target. Haneul can copy abilities from other masters. The last research notes mentioned a mimicry unit that was used to receive the abilities of both. Cypher combined and merged them in that unit. Haneul used his powers on my father, who then reflected it to the machine. They created something that can reflect a copied Arcana into someone else."

"Oh my god… and then Project Dream started," Ten whispered, his eyes wide. Winwin also caught on, looking pale in the face.

"The study where they got the set of different Arcana users."

You nodded.

"My father and Mr. Lee's abilities are useless unless there are other Arcana abilities involved. Project Irregular was the setup. Project Dream was all about getting Arcana powers that can be absorbed by other people."

"That means… if Cypher successfully did it, they can create an army of Arcana users on their own," Kun said, his voice slightly trembling. All four of you looked at each other in shock. Everything Miyoung told you makes so much sense now.

She was trying to use the abilities of the boys for evil, but it was more than just weaponizing them. She must have known Cypher can never put them under total control so she… was going to make copies of them instead.

"What are we going to do now?" Ten asked after a moment of stunned silence. Your eyes found the photo of Haneul staring at you from the screen as you thought over the next step. Finally, you turned to Winwin, your face set.

"You said you have access to all the cameras and entrance portals of the Institute, right?"

He frowned. He looked unsure, as if he already knows your idea is a bad one.

"Yes. I can control them, but not for very long. Someone might notice if I do."

"That's good enough. Tonight's the perfect time. Can you smuggle me inside the Institute and make sure I don't get caught by any cameras?"

"But what are you planning to do?"

You set your lips determinedly at his question.

"I need to talk to someone."

*******

You tried to move as silently as possible in the deserted stark white corridors of the Institute. Despite being confident of Winwin's skills of blinding all the security cameras lining the halls, you can't help but throw furtive glances every now and then behind your back to make sure that nobody has taken notice of you yet. It was past midnight so the place is more or less bare, but that still didn't stop you from being hypersensitive on the slightest of noises.

You found the door you were looking for at a hallway you have not really ventured on before. You've only ever made your rounds on the places you were granted employee access, but you quickly tapped your hacked access card now on the slot by the entrance. With one last look at the shadowed hallway, you quietly slipped inside the room as the door parted with a mechanical hum.

"What the hell are you doing here?”

The moment you stepped inside, you felt your breath almost choked out of you as a pair of strong arms went over the half of your face and around your waist. The instinctual scream dissolved in your throat though as the iron grip hold on you suddenly loosened. Before you could even take your next breath, you felt yourself spun over to face your captor.

You looked shell-shocked at Jeno's equally stunned expression. The light in his room was dimmed, but you saw the way his eyes roamed down on you to check if you were alright. You were expecting him to let you go the moment he realized who you are, but instead his hands remained on your shoulders and unconsciously gave them a squeeze.

"I need to talk to you," you finally managed to gasp out. You saw his jaw tick as a frown of worry settled between his brows.

"You are not allowed to be here. It's dangerous—"

"I won't take long. Listen, Jeno, I found out what Cypher wants from all of you. You need to get out of here as soon as possible."

He looked confused. Finally, he lowered his hold on you though he kept the distance between you both.

"My father. Cypher has him. They used his Arcana with the abilities of The World. We sneaked around the hidden files of the Institute and uncovered IL Mondo's identity and powers. He's Haneul Lee, the head of Cypher himself, and he can copy powers from other Arcana users like you."

Jeno froze in his spot as he processed your words. You continued, set on breaking down everything to him.

"They created a machine that combined both of my father and Haneul's abilities. Then they took all of you because they need your powers to be replicated. That's the reason why you are here. Cypher is not going to be using you, they will be creating clones of all of you. Do you see what I’m saying? You need to get out of here before they even unlock your abilities because they might kill all of you the moment you show it them. You are the only one keeping them from getting rid of the others."

This time, Jeno took a slight step back. He looked shocked by everything you just said, his eyes dark with questions.

"You've confirmed that your father is still being held by Cypher?"

You gave a tight nod and swallowed through the painful dryness of your throat.

"We can't just leave him here then. If we get out, he needs to go too. Do you have any idea what other things the Institute's machine can do?"

"No… they just said it has successfully combined both my father and Haneul's abilities."

"I doubt any advanced technology could entirely change and control abilities that do not belong to this world so I'm sure your father is still being kept alive. They need him close to supply his abilities to that machine. We have to get him out of their clutches—that might possibly pull out his powers from whatever monstrous thing they created."

For the first time since you found out that your father was being kept prisoner, you actually felt a glimmer of hope. You haven't even considered the possibility of what he said, admittedly having focused more on the overwhelming feeling of helplessness that you initially felt. You felt a sting at the back of your eyes now as you stared at the boy in front of you.

"You're… you're going to help me save him?"

It seemed like he wasn't at all expecting your question. He looked at you, a look of guilt and compassion taking over his features for a moment. In the middle of processing your own emotions, the warmth of his hand that touched your cheek almost made you break down to tears.

"Yes. You saved us. We're going to do the same for you."

You have barely parted your lips to answer when an electronic beeping from the entrance suddenly made the two of you freeze. Despite his instincts, Jeno was too late to do anything else other than hide you behind him when the door to his room opened. You silently gasped. A man clad in Cypher's warden uniform stepped inside and turned on the switch, filling the quarters with light.

"What is happening here?"

You flinched at the gruff voice that called out to your pair. In front of you, Jeno has turned into stone, his form still but tensed. Your heart was beating hard on your chest, but you fortunately still had enough sense for your quick thinking to kick in. Carefully, you stepped out of his cover and tried your best to meet the icy cold stare of the man in front of you.

"I'm his doctor. I was doing last minute rounds," you thanked years of training for the steady voice that came out of you. If not for the slight shaking of your hand as you lifted your ID, you would have easily come off as confident and calm.

The man gave one quick glance at your identification before training his eyes on your face again. You knew from his expression alone that he doesn't believe a single shit of what you just said, but that doesn't mean you're going down without a fight.

"At 1 AM in the morning."

You nodded. "I was going through something urgent with him so I rushed here. It is not out of rules for me to talk to my patients for emergency cases, is it not?"

The man didn't say anything, knowing what you were saying was true. Instead, he looked towards Jeno again who was still glaring at him from his spot.

"Emergency and unmoderated meetings are not being encouraged now. Whatever it is you need to talk about, you can discuss during assigned appointments. Let's go. I will escort you out."

You didn't like the idea of that. Before you could even say anything, however, Jeno stepped in front of you again.

"She's going to leave here on her own."

The man was not stupid enough not to catch the threatening tone in the other's voice. You watched, terrified, as the guard took a step closer towards him before giving him a malicious leer.

"I don't take orders from abnormals like you."

Jeno didn't seem fazed at all. Instead, he met the older man's glare with equal intensity, his jaw ticking.

"You try to put a finger on her and I swear this abnormal will make you regret it forever."

"You don't scare me, you fucking pretty boy. You don't even have the guts to show your powers," the man spat out, his face red. Veins have bulged on his temples now in anger and he had taken a step closer towards the younger male. You were terrified. In the middle of trying to calm yourself down, Jeno did something that made the blood in your veins freeze even more.

He smirked.

"I have news for you, old man. I can destroy you… even without using a drop of what I can do on you."

You held your breath. He said that in such relaxed calmness, and yet you felt a different kind of fear climb up your spine at the sound of his voice alone. You knew it wasn't just you who felt the eerie chill too, as the guard slowly paled and slightly leaned back. The man's eyes slipped towards you before going back to him.

"Go. Leave now." Jeno's voice broke through your stupor. He wasn't looking at you, his eyes still trained on the warden, and you took that as your chance to finally move. With one last look at him, you wordlessly walked away, your heartbeat eerily slow in your chest.

Jeno waited until the sounds of your footsteps fully disappeared before he let himself relax just a little. In front of him, the man continued to stare at him with an unreadable look in his face. He threw him one last glare before he turned and started walking towards his bed again. Jeno had every intention of ignoring him when the words of the guard momentarily made him stop.

"You know, she's right. Being here is technically not against the rules for her. But it makes you wonder…"

"How did your little girlfriend manage to enter a section restricted to her?"

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You tried to keep your nerves under control as you walked, once again, through the sprawling corridors of the Institute. Unlike the night before when you tried to move in secret, you made your way now in the well-lit halls of Cypher like you do on the regular. If you're going to be completely honest with yourself now, this is the last place you wanted to be in after the stand-off that happened last night, but you figured you will just cause more suspicion if you skip work today. And so here you are, your heels clacking against the floor, with the letter you found on your table this morning clutched in your hand.

Your grip unconsciously tightened around it now as you turned the corner. Unlike the first one you received from Mrs. Lee before, this one seems less personalized, with its sparse content printed in black ink. There was nothing much written on it, just a single line requesting you to attend a test session and a room number. You remember picking it up and glancing over Kun's table to check if he also got the same just like last time, but his desk seemed bare and it was obvious he hadn't even clocked in yet. Despite the odd feeling in your gut, you decided to come and find the room anyway, hoping whatever this is would be quick.

You have already found the designated corridor when your steps slowed down as a wave of realization gripped you. This isn't the first time you have been here. Looking around, you realized it was the same part of the floor where you found Renjun being subjected to Cypher's tests. An eerie chill slowly sank in your veins as a thought struck you. Are you here… to sit through one of those sessions again?

You didn't have time to entertain the thought as you found yourself standing right in front of the very door you were supposed to look for. You stared at it, stuck in the middle of feeling nervous and afraid, before you finally started reaching out for its handle. The door opened without you having to use your access card and you stared at the dark room beyond before carefully stepping inside. You weren't expecting that the lights would be out, but you could tell from the pitch dark of the room that it was mostly bare. Before you could even reach towards the wall to feel for a switch, the lights finally came on, momentarily blinding you. When you finally opened your eyes again, you found yourself staring at an odd view.

Seven pairs of eyes looked back at you in equal shock from the other side of the glass wall. It took you a few seconds to figure out what was off about the situation, but then it clicked and you felt your heart drop.

The boys were still in the viewing area… while you stood, alone, in the very space that Renjun was tortured in before.

You watched as some of them parted their lips in horror as they realized the same thing. Before any of you could do anything, a searing shock split your sides. You gave a scream before you felt your body toppling backwards.

Your consciousness left you before you even hit the floor.

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You woke up slowly and groggily. Head still stirring, the first thing that registered to you was the dull numbness on your side and a slight buzzing in your ears. Even as you finally opened your eyes, your mind still couldn't make sense of what you were seeing. That is, until your vision focused on the terrified look of the boy staring at you from a distance.

Mark…?

"You're awake now? Good. Let's get this over with."

A cold voice from beside you made you turn your head around. Standing behind the same machine that was used on Renjun before was a woman wearing a blue lab coat. She wasn't even looking at you, her focus set instead on the dashboard of controls connected to the unit she was tinkering with. Wires stuck out of it in a web and you followed their trail with your gaze in your half-awake state. They spread out across the room… stopping right on the seat you were currently strapped into.

And just like that, you jerked forward as realization finally hit you like a tidal wave. In your panic, you tried to stand up, only for you to realize that your hands and feet were bound in leather straps to a chair in the middle of the room. You started thrashing around in fear, the wires attached to you stirring with your movements.

"Stop fighting it. It's not like you can do anything about it anyway."

"Quiet down. You'll only make this harder for yourself," the woman answered. She had already seated herself behind the machine, half of her face now covered with protective glasses. You watched as she bent down on a small microphone that stuck out in front of her, her voice cold as she spoke to it.

A man's voice made you whip your head towards the other side of the room. You froze as you met the malicious stare of the same guard from last night. He slowly tipped his lips into a lopsided smile that made your stomach twist in knots.

"What the hell is going on! Let me go!"

"Ready to deploy round one in 15 seconds. Controls set to medium intensity."

Another voice cackled from the other end of the line. The moment it spoke its first word, your heart froze in your chest.

“Make sure it’s enough for a reaction, but don’t kill her. Yet.”

Miyoung Lee.

“Copy, Ma’m.”

That was the last you heard before you curled in on yourself in the next split second. The sensation that took over you was unlike anything you have experienced. There was a blinding flash of light that signaled the attack and then your veins felt like they were shocked with ice before an excruciating burning feeling took over them. It was not even close to the feeling of being electrocuted, with the pain lingering longer in currents buzzing under your skin. Half of your consciousness didn’t even register the way your body stiffened on your seat before slumping after. Your eyes were open as they stared, shell-shocked, on your hands which have turned into a ghastly white as they grabbed on the seat handles.

“STOP!”

You heard muffled shouts from the distance followed by a dull thumping from the other side of the room. You wanted to lift your head to look at whoever was screaming, but your body was still in shock from what you just went through.

“Her heart rate spiked but not to the maximum yet,” the woman dictated from the other side of the room.

“Give her another round.”

You parted your lips to say something, but your words were cut off when the same feeling gripped you again. This time, it took longer, the sensation lasting for a few more seconds before it subsided. You could hear a different set of screams, and you realized, with pained detachment, who was making it the moment you slumped back from the attack.

It was you.

“Her blood pressure is spiking, Ma’m.”

You blindly raised your head this time to lean it against the back of your seat. Your skin was starting to feel cold in some areas, but the back of your neck was tingling with prickles of heat. As you did, your eyes finally met the others at the other end of the room. You were almost half gone so you couldn’t fully process what you were seeing, but you were still alive enough to get an inkling of the situation outside. Mark, Haechan, and Renjun were pressed against the glass, their faces contorted with pain as they stared at you in horror. Behind them, barely visible, were Jaemin, Jisung, and Chenle. Your sight had started going blurry at the edges, but you thought you saw them try to hold back someone.

Jeno.

“Don’t they all look worried, dear?” Miyoung’s voice registered slowly as you heard her speak over the speaker in the room again. “Too bad they can’t do anything to save you. This room is designed to hold their abilities back, unless they do something extra special. You think you can take one more to give them the extra push, love?”

You couldn’t react, your eyes closing instead from the excruciating pain and exhaustion that lingered in your veins. Beside you, you heard the slight humming of the machine again as the lady in the lab coat tried to power it back.

“Give her another shot. Put it in maximum intensity this time.”

There was a slight pause.

“Ma’m, are you sure? That would be double of the last two.”

“You heard me.”

“But this machine isn’t designed for average humans—”

“Just do what I say.”

You would have steeled yourself after you heard that, but your consciousness was already leaving your body for you to manage. Slowly, you opened your eyes and stared at the light hanging above your head. You felt almost detached as you listened numbly at the beeping countdown of the torture machine in the room.

5. 4. 3. 2. 1.

And that’s when you heard it.

If the pain was excruciating earlier, then it has definitely gone beyond comprehension now as the shock sank its electric jaws on you once more. Your sense of sight had started to shut down too, your vision turning black for seconds even with your eyes wide open. It was painful… so painful that you wanted nothing more for it to end. You wanted it to stop. You wanted death.

A deafening boom filled the room, dull enough to assault your ears but still loud to make you realize that something else was happening. As soon as it came, the pain assaulting you stopped, only for your senses to focus on some manic screaming going on around you. Blindly, you tried to lift your head to see what was happening.

You have somehow managed to throw yourself on the floor, your body half a foot away from the seat you were once strapped on. Covering you like a dome was a semi-opaque shield that buzzed and ebbed like waves. It was the same one that Jisung created to protect you back at the arena, but this one seemed thicker and crackling with more energy. Before you could even fully take that in, another shrill scream tore your attention away. Your eyes widened with shock at what you saw beyond your safe field.

Except for the area you were currently slumped on, the rest of the room looked torn apart with cracks from the ground up to the ceiling. The glass wall that separated you from the other side is now gone and loose wiring and broken glasses dripped from the ceiling above. Those things, unfortunately, were not the worst of it. When your eyes finally scanned your immediate surroundings, you felt a sob of fear forcefully torn out of you.

The warden from earlier was screaming at the top of his lungs, his eyes wide and mouth gaping. Half of his face was black and burned and one of his arms seemed to be covered with blood. You watched with horror as he reached out his other arm towards you, but before you could even flinch, a black towering form rose from the ground behind him like smoke. It moved with targeted intention as it loomed over the man now and took hold of half of his body. The figure was human-like, but instead of a defined structure, its towering height seemed to be made of shadows, with yellow glowing eyes on top of its head. You were petrified. The man in front of you screamed and clawed at the floor, looking half-mad with terror.

“He–Help me—!”

You didn’t even realize that your screams had mingled with his at what you witnessed next. The shadow monster pulled at the warden’s legs before melting into the ground again in a blur of darkness. A sickening wet sound followed after as the man’s body was dragged deep under, leaving nothing but a trail of blood and flesh on his wake as he was sucked into oblivion. Beside the spot he just disappeared on was another blob of guts… and a blue lab coat stained with blood.

The next few seconds that followed felt too much for you to grasp. Blindly, you turned your head to the side and found the rest of the boys staring at the wreckage in front of them. Standing in the middle, his eyes glowing with the same black the shadow monster was made of… was Jeno.

You started losing consciousness when he turned his head towards you. Before you finally succumbed to the shock, you heard Miyoung’s voice again from the broken speaker in the room. It made her tone break in places, making her sound even more mad with glee as she spoke.

“Finally… It’s nice to meet you..."

"Master of the Death Arcana.”

CHAPTER 12

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A/N: Can I just say... Writing this took out a lot from me lmao.

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So you wanna get into NCT, eh?

Part 3 - NCT 127 - More MVs and Social Media Links

Oh hey I'm finally back. It's been more than a day but life happens and it's only been like two days... or so? (it's been three) but let's get back into this!

So last time we covered a little bit about the members of the group and then I linked some MVs. I realised something I could have done there was link some social media accounts so let's do that!

There are general accounts for NCT on most of the big social media services such as Twitter, Facebook, and Instagram. There are also accounts for all of the subgroups, so NCT 127 does have their own accounts on all of those as well. I feel like the Youtube content deserves its own post so I'll get to that but 127 does have a Youtube channel as well.

The individual members share things like the Twitter and Instagram accounts on and off, taking turns sometimes to post on there, tho most posts are from the company. Facebook gets posts from the company and not from individuals very often. The boys do all have their own Instagram accounts tho, and they also all use Bubble to varying degrees, which is an app which a lot of kpop groups use where fans can pay to access special posts from idols that include text posts, pictures, voice recordings, etc. I have never been a Bubble user, but I follow everyone on Instagram so here's all of those:

You can use those to become more familiar with the members and see some of the nonsense they get up to. Some of them post often and some post almost never so your mileage may vary with them as a tool, but I'm a sucker for personal social media accounts so I'm clearly following those all.

It's also worth throwing out there since I skipped talking about positions last time that Taeyong is the leader of both NCT 127 and also of NCT in general. He's also a main rapper, main dancer, visual, center, helps write and produce music and has since The 7th Sense was released, etc etc, you name it, he's probably done the thing. He's ridiculously talented, basically. (They all are.) I could list everyone's positions but there's tons of wiki pages and etc with those kinds of lists and I find them to be less helpful when you have a group like NCT where everyone kinda does everything a lot of the time and has multiple talents and jobs since the rappers might be singing or the vocalists might be rapping depending on the song and literally everyone is a visual etc. But that's part of why you might be noticing that Taeyong is front and center like... a lot. Very often. He's recognisable and has a distinctive voice and being the leader is a good extra excuse to focus on him.

Anyway, let's get back to the music! I somehow managed to come up with ten more videos to link to hit the max per post so you're getting another full variety tasting of 127's style and range with a special treat at the end.

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Favorite (Oct 25, 2021) was the lead single from the repackage of Sticker and was not quite as divisive as Sticker but still a bit weird. Released right before Halloween, there's a whole vampire concept going on (GREAT) and the MV and live stage performances all have a weird electronic dance break 2 1/2 minutes in (BAD) that I am PLEASED TO TELL YOU is not part of the song on the actual album. The first time I watched the MV it threw me for such a hard loop that I almost hated disliked the song but when I listened to the album later on spotify I was like "wait it's gone!!!! it was all just a bad dream!!!" and I try to forget it until I do something like watch the MV to make a post like this.

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We're gonna mix in some of 127's Japanese releases today starting with their first one, Chain (May 8, 2018) off their first Japanese mini album. Despite NCT's initial plan to have groups based in different countries and markets, they are still now in early 2024 only ABOUT to have their first Japan-centric subunit debut, which means that they've just been having 127 (and Dream) release some stuff in Japanese in the meantime. It helps that they have a Japanese member. Anyway Chain is just a great song so here it is.

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gimme gimme (Feb 15, 2021) suffers a little from the eternal problem of kpop songs even in primarily Japanese having some.... wild? English lyrics (spicy disease? dead clowns? who wrote these lyrics? why did their native English speakers go along with this?) but despite the nonsense it's a catchy, mesmerizing earworm of a song with a tight MV with a lot of neat cuts and transitions and I have watched it VERY MANY times. I love it. Spicy disease and all.

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In the first main NCT intro post I included WayV's version of Regular (October 8, 2018) and linked both this and the Korean version. I was going to include the Korean version and just link the English here since the Korean one is the one that I personally listen to the most, but then I noticed that the English version has like 66 million more views so I decided to reverse that and you get the English one. Anyway. All versions of Regular are great and the English version has some great weird lyrics too ("I be walking with the cheese that's the queso" is like... ultimate. Incredible. A+. How did Jaehyun record that without laughing? Legendary.). It's also, with Simon Says, one of the only MVs that has all ten members of NCT 127. It also has a CGI tiger, shiny cars, rockets going off, Winwin jumping off a building, there's just a lot going on.

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Sliding back to Japan for a minute, I feel like I should include Wakey Wakey (March 18, 2019). I almost forget this song exists sometimes and I think it's because I just want to block out having seen the absolutely terrible wig they put on Johnny for this MV. Seriously why? The song itself is solidly in the weird but also very catchy lane that 127 does so well but I just keep thinking about the wig. Johnny had some long extensions for NCT 2020 that looked great on him, but this wig was just not it. My eyes are drawn to it every time he's on screen. I need to put this into my regular listening-only playlists and let my brain block that wig out the way I forget the dance break in Favorite exists.

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127 started 2023 off with Ay-Yo (Jan 30, 2023) which was the (somewhat delayed) repackage of 2 Baddies, which we'll get to in a moment. I wasn't sure what to think of Ay-Yo at first but it has definitely grown on me despite having veered back into some questionable hair territory mainly for Taeyong (and I say that as a grown up late 90s punk kid who thought giant hair spikes were cool). The MV has some absolutely wild visuals mixed in, and the song is definitely outside of the realm of standard kpop releases even if it's not as weird as some others like Sticker. It's solid.

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Okay so. Like. I honestly didn't really pay enough attention to the general reactions to 2 Baddies (Sep 15, 2022) to tell you how divisive this song was to most people, but it split one of my group chats VERY strongly and one of my friends has refused to listen to any 127 releases since then because she hates this song so much. I tried to get her with Fact Check at the very least and she's so anti this song that she still refused and I may have lost her on 127 altogether 🤣 It's mainly the chorus that she dislikes, and I'm a little back and forth on it myself sometimes honestly but also I have absolutely BLASTED this song while driving down the highway so it feels kinda like a guilty pleasure song sometimes. If you ignore the chorus the other parts of the song are so goooooooood and no one can deny that the last part of the bridge slaps. Plus there's a whole lot of shirtless Johnny and Yuta which you can never go wrong with.

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Touch (Mar 13, 2018) is a little off from the style of kpop that I listen to regularly since it's a bit more in the bubbly poppy side of things that I don't always go for but the vibes are immaculate and everyone looks so happy in the MV and there's fuzzy sweaters and everyone smiles so much? It's hard to not love it. It's fluff and cheery and delightful.

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I don't know if SM actually started the "track video" trend (short MVs that have an edited, cut down version of a song so they cost less to produce than a full MV- Lemonade is 3:10 on the Sticker/Favorite album, but this track video is 2:01 for instance) but they love doing them with NCT, and despite Lemonade (Sep 9, 2021) definitely deserving a full MV, since it wasn't the lead single it didn't get one but it did at least get a track video and was performed a lot on the music shows when they were promoting Sticker. It's catchy and has some clever work in the full version lyrics that involve titles of other NCT 127 songs and I've listened to it as much as or possibly more than Sticker.

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I've covered all of the lead singles and there ARE some other track videos or special release songs like the recent Be There For Me that I could be using the last slot for but you know what? We're gonna go fully off the expected path and include Let's Shut Up & Dance (Feb 21, 2019) instead because it's wild and fun. 127 doesn't do much besides sing part of the chorus and do a bunch of dancing in this (on the ceiling? on the walls? in an alley?) but like. Lay is here too and the song is SO fun and an absolute bop so that's what we're closing this post out with.

So that wraps the NCT 127 music videos! I'm thinking the next post and the last of the 127 centric ones will be a guide to some of their Youtube content, since there's a whole lot, and that'll kinda set up expectations for the posts about Dream and WayV as well when we get to them. I think after I get through the main posts of MVs and content for all of the sub-units that I might do some special posts of performance videos for songs that don't have MVs just to get some of those out there, or I might just post a bunch of links to them. We'll see how I'm feeling and if my audience of like two or three people has any kind of preference (that's you, hey, yeah you, lemme know what you want from me).

This post is the third in a series of posts introducing new fans to NCT in a way that makes sense, by getting familiar with one subgroup at a time before moving on to the next. Linked down at the bottom is the intro post, and the rest will be linked as they're added.

Dedicated as ever to @catatonicrainbow and @poetry-protest-pornography 💖

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