#nct taeil drabble

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nct 127 as… / fanfiction aus!? 🏡…

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✰ TAEYONG — street racer!au

you hated that taeyong’s hobby has never changed: it was rather infuriating how he couldn’t have stopped with those stupid street races which he couldn’t even miss once; you had known lee taeyong ever since from elementary school, and you knew all too well how his biggest dream was to take part in formula 1, but a poor boy, living on the countryside can only dream of achieving such heights, he would never be able to reach that. you don’t even know how the two of you got to befriend each other, it might have been that chemistry project where you two were assigned to work together in that old fashioned “the breakfast club” way on saturdays, as you couldn’t properly behave. you two slowly became good friends, and then… something you weren’t able to describe, it was way too confusing, and growing up you two realised that the period of time when you were together, as a couple, was more than just toxic, pretty much unhealthy. you left him for good finally, leaving behind this mess of a relationship when you got accepted to the university of your dreams, after taking one year off of studies because of whatever reason you foolishly came up with. since taeyong’s name was pretty well known by then in the world of street racing, you knew fully well that he wouldn’t just quit for school which he despised anyways. after breaking up, you left everything unsolved between the two of you, leaving behind the memories as well, trying to make it easier for the both of you, after all. you weren’t mean. but that’s the first word in taeyong’s mind when he spotted you standing there at the track: it seemed as if your face became skinnier, your eyes were teary, hair somewhat shorter than what he was used to. you had changed, he decided, when you took a step closer to his car, which he couldn’t bring himself to change up. but he hadn’t changed in your eyes: he was still that little boy filled with enthusiasm, absolutely crazy for race cars, the taste of speed and you. especially you. “please, be careful” you whispered gently, as he drove away way too fast, as soon as the flag fell down. and then he disappeared in the night, loud and swift.

✰ TAEIL — teacher!au

when you applied for a job at the elementary school of the new town you’d moved to, you made a resolution in mind, learning from previous mistakes: you won’t be so forgiving with your students, you won’t let the parents tell you how to do your job and most importantly, you will NOT fall in love with someone at work ever again (it seemed fatal by then, since you had to leave your previous job because of that). you didn’t have that much of experience as a teacher, your diploma was pretty fresh, gathering dust on the drawer, but you would never let that make you feel less: you were enthusiastic, very thoughtful, as you brought cupcakes for your class, for example! i mean, on the previous night, while decorating the cupcakes with that pinkish icing, you wouldn’t have thought this would be the first step of the chain reaction – you fucked up a few times before when it was time for the first impressions, and let’s be real, that’s exactly what happened on your first day too: you clumsily dropped the whole tray of sweet treats in the entrance of the teacher’s lounge, half of the cupcakes actually ending up on one of your colleagues, who you had tons of gossips going around in the hallways following shortly. and you couldn’t even deny the obvious attraction you felt towards moon taeil, who you fell in love with on the first sight. he was a biology teacher which… well, made place for a few inappropriate biological jokes (well, yeah, sex-ed) coming from the sixth graders, or! the silly theories coming from the youngest of students, telling their parents that you are for sure pregnant (which would’ve made you furious if it wasn’t for their undeniable cuteness).

✰ JOHNNY — high school reunion!au

the first high school reunion of yours was arranged by the student who used to be the council president of your class, who even sent out handmade invitations to everyone, hoping that most of the class would go, not holding grudges against each other anymore, no matter how the bond between everyone of you was pretty much terrible. you were not that big of a persona amongst your peers, you were rather quiet, much like an outcast during your high school years, sometimes addressed with the ominous word “weird”, so you weren’t even planning on going, since you knew very well: no one would bother to notice you being there, or your absence either. it was in the last possible moment when your mother persuaded you finally, after a very big fight between the two of you, offering a ride as well, because (whether it’s a shame or not) you failed your traffic exam once again. focusing on this mainly, you were afraid you would come off as a total loser, as you always fail no matter what. but, after not much of thinking, you decided that you can simply lie, since you live very far away from this dusty little town anyways, no one could actually fact check what’s actually true from what you tell. even on the ride to your old school, you were thinking of false fun facts you could say when someone asks something, telling yourself that it’s not that big of a deal, not that big of a lie – as soon as you stepped into the school itself, though, the damn nostalgia reminded you how much of a loser you had always been. plus, the sight of johnny seo made the situation even worse. your throat felt dry, palm sweaty as your courage left your body slowly, evaporating suddenly, as a fully random girl from your class showed something on his phone to you, laughing loudly in your ear, adding something witty too; you were in love with johnny for a long time, and everyone who got to find this out sooner or later, decided to turn it against you as soon as they got the chance, like those mean, little girls in elementary. you never knew how johnny felt about you, since he never actually told you, or brought it up either, because he was simply understanding. well, in the dimly lit bathroom of the school, pressed against the cold tiles, you knew exactly what he might have felt, kissing you messily, like someone who had been starving. you two were cowards to tell the truth to each other, afraid of making steps forward.

✰ YUTA — rockstar!au

it was pretty much a cliché to hear the “i’m with the band” sentence over and over again, but when you started using it… no one could ever stop you. you were proud that your boyfriend reached his goals and his biggest dream, and every time you saw the ever growing audience at their concerts, a certain, really warm feeling appeared in your chest, slowly filling the whole of your body, which, let’s be real, got to your head a few times. the band had been a thing ever since you were high schoolers, really active ever since the first practice in that musty basement, not too intense back then, but really consistent, persistence paying off in the end, resulting in concerts, albums, and whatnot, including interviews – both of your worlds turned upside down, and nakamoto yuta, as the front man of the group became a star, bringing you with himself everywhere they had to go, like a lucky charm. he felt at ease whenever he could spot you in the crowd, maybe in the first row, dancing and singing along to their songs, or at times when you gave an intense, adrenaline driven kiss on his lips before their performances, rewarding him with something more after… somehow it all worked out, since you two were insanely, madly in love with each other. but how long is this going to be the norm? you’re afraid of guessing.

✰ DOYOUNG — royalty!au

it felt a little chaotic as you spent your time in the spacious library of the palace, dressed in your newly made red velvet dress and a crimson coloured mask on your face, far from the ball room, and even further from the musicians, the aristocrats and young men, ready to ask for your hand in marriage. you were only able to stay for one dance, not having the patience to talk to complete strangers, to dance with heirs you didn’t even know of, and to let them get the best of you, waiting for the right time to use you for their own good. no, you’re not suitable for such things, even if it sounded a little selfish at that moment. it bothered you anyway, that you had to look for The One you could marry – you didn’t want to decide during one night only, whether they could enjoy your company for the rest of their lives, or not. to decide who’s the richer man, you could envision yourself with. you sneaked out in a second, when no one actually paid attention to you anymore. you only found the library purely out of accident, but it was such a pleasant accident since you felt like you were home there. it was quiet, the room filled with the scent of old books, and you were left alone with your own feelings and wandering thoughts. or so you thought at first, until someone stormed inside the library, following you shortly (you wanted to guess how much time you spent there, completely lost in the world of books but you lost your sense of time soon after entering). you didn’t even pay attention to the new guest, you simply continued with the intriguing, dusty book in your hands. the newcomer, however, decided to take a seat right next to you, with his own novel he got from one of the closer shelves. he didn’t say a word, but you could feel the smirk playing on his face, angrily closing your book, looking at him with furrowed eyebrows. he didn’t have a mask on, which made you recoil a little, your breath hitching at the sight of such handsome young man, turning the pages of his poem anthology with a smile on his face. his gaze met yours when he looked up, winking at you mischievously. and that funny, unfamiliar feeling you felt at that moment, couldn’t have been described in any of those books laying around, although there was at least a thousand of them. only the boy next to you would be able to do so: kim doyoung, the prince of the kingdom, the heir of the throne.

✰ JAEHYUN — forbidden love!au

you hated hearing the word “forbidden”, although you had heard it several times growing up. you’re not a monarch, you bear no wealth and you basically have nothing else either, but the always so kind and warmhearted heir, jaehyun, couldn’t stop spending his precious time with you, since he enjoyed your company to the extent that you were ashamed of it. you had been selling flowers on the street ever since you were a little girl, mind filled with dreams and false hope. jaehyun always made you feel important, never getting in your way of achieving what you’d always been dreaming of. he was always following your steps, much like the shadow of you, not wanting to leave you any time soon. you could’ve thought it was because of the close friendship between the two of you, and you had always been a little oblivious of recognizing such hidden signs. you let him hug you, smile the brightest whenever he looks at you, and you let him waste your time which you were keen on sacrificing for him, not once hesitating whether what you’re doing is right or not. maybe it was a waste of time to spend your time at the flower field together, smelling the sweet scent of flowers, gazing at the sky endlessly. the stupid feelings were so blind and deaf, they couldn’t hear the obvious alarms of “forbidden” being shouted time to time – when he kissed you for the first time, you didn’t feel guilty. you deserved that. guilt only arrived when it was too late already.

✰ JUNGWOO — fake dating!au

you were actually serious about that contract and the paperwork, as an all too practical person you had always been, but jungwoo shook his head, declining your offer every time, saying how stupid it actually was… since you two are friends, right, and this is a one time only thing. it’s just one night, where you can surprise your family, to let them know that you’re not suffering from relationship problems or anything. you got bored of them always bringing it up, and jungwoo had enough of hearing you complaining about it, so he came up with this whole “fake dating” idea. you weren’t too optimistic, especially since your whole family knew about him, which could make you both seem a little suspicious. he calmed you down, though, telling you that you’re just paranoid, and you can say, after a good two or three months, that you two broke up through tears. little did jungwoo know, that you were afraid of a different thing… which involves the feeling of love you had been feeling towards him for years. you didn’t want to let him know about this silly crush you had on him, but you clearly knew that this night will change everything, as you two will have to act like a real couple for the whole night, and you weren’t sure whether you would be able to leave it all behind, once you get used to it. selfish or not, you were afraid that after a night where you two have to hold each other’s hand, kiss each other here and there (in the name of pure acting), you won’t be able to resist the confession. well, it’s such a rookie mistake to forget about the reason why jungwoo offered this whole thing, right?

✰ MARK — childhood friends to lovers!au

ever since you've basically known your name, mark has been the boy next door. there was the cheeky, red letters of "lee" painted on the mailbox, the windows were adorned with the same coloured curtains, and the same doormat has been sitting in front of their door for ages. you have loved mark ever since you two have met. there wasn't a day where you wouldn't think of him, and there hasn't been a day when you haven't loved him. it was like a vicious circle which you couldn't get out of, because those stupid feelings would destroy the oh so precious friendship of yours, and you cannot let that happen, right? i mean, that's what you've thought for far too long, since this friendship meant more to you, than the fragile feeling of love – you didn't want it to get to the point where you would rather spit on each other, than talk it out. maybe that's why you pushed him away from yourself? maybe you just did that because you weren't too sure of your own peace of mind? no matter what, you knew the decision itself was wrong, only to realize it way too late. damaging the friendship and crying yourself to sleep was all your fault, after all, being way too proud and scared, stupid even; when you came back to the town where you two grew up, the least thing you wanted was to meet mark lee, mainly because you wouldn't have been able to look him in the eyes after all these happened. but you had to, so soon you even got a little surprised. it's been a while since the last time you have been home, your bedroom seemed way too unfamiliar at that point, just like the vhs tape placed directly in the middle of your bed. one which you haven't seen yet. it didn't have a title, the white label completely empty as you picked it up. you were a little bit cautious when placing it in the system, waiting for it to play whatever is on it, not having such large imagination to expect anything. it was a home video montage, full of videos of you and mark: playing together, getting ready for the first day of school, going to the movies, the way you two got engaged in middle school as a joke, and the omnious day of prom... you got teary eyed, with one thing on your mind - you have to go and save whatever's left now. maybe you're not too late.

✰ HAECHAN — rivals to lovers!au

lee donghyuck's name rushed through the hallways of your music academy just as quietly as a whisper, and you never knew why was it all like that ever since you've stepped foot into the school. you couldn't even hide the way too obvious rolls of your eyes every time you heard it. lee donghyuck was one of the biggest prodigies at the academy, no one could even be considered as a rival for him, this is mainly why he was such a big living legend amongst the students - you couldn't even hide how annoyed this made you, especially because he made sure you knew this ever since you two were little. music played a huge part in both of your lives, and somehow, you two always seemed to be at each other's throat, the first place at being the best always changing between the two of you. you could never get rid of each other either; your dad, always being so positive, once said, on your way to the academy sometime between sophomore and junior year, that the only reason behind this is that you two are equally good at what you're doing. you were pretty much skeptic for the longest of time, and felt as if you were destined to be the forever second next to him. you've had enough of always bumping into walls, since hyuck was the one who could stand at the first place ever so proudly. in kindergarten, in middle school, and even in high school, every. god damn. time. and that infuriating smile was plastered all upon his face even when you two were asked to not perform alone on the annual charity gala of your academy - you two had to perform something phenomenal, putting the childish jarring aside, growing out of the silly phase of hating each other, which was all made up by you, and you only, pushing the poor boy away from you. the boy who had always been so obsessed with you, utterly and completely. he won this time again, isn't it right?

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First Kisses | NCT 127

NCT 127 - All Members

Rating: E for Everyone

Word Count: About 300 for each, so about 2.2k total

Pairing: NCT 127 x GN!Reader (Separate)

Genre: Reader-Insert, Drabble, Fluff

Summary: Your first kiss with each member of NCT 127!

Author's Note: I have never wrote drabble-length things before, so I am proud of myself I kept these so short.

I tried to keep these gender-neutral, so let me know if I didn't, but it might still be slightly implied in these the reader is AFAB, I don't think so though…

PS. Mark's and Haechan's are different from the ones for Dream…

Revised (1/30/25)

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Taeyong

You chew lazily on a strand of licorice, chest pressed to the back of the chair Taeyong stole from Doyoung's room. While you’re by no means a noob when it comes to video games, you know little about battle royale shooters. However, Taeyong wants you to watch while he plays. You don't mind; you constantly watch YouTube gamers, but not games like that. Not really caring about what he is doing, you find your gaze drifting to his face. He really is so freaking gorgeous… "Did you see that?" His question snaps you out of your daze, and you quickly look back at the screen. Replying with a vague hum in agreement, the pause menu flashes over his screen. "You okay?" Taeyong turns to you fully, looking over your face. "Y-yeah, why?" "You're really quiet today; you normally comment more." "Oh, yeah, just…thinking." "About what?" His foot rests on the base of your chair, pulling it closer, only the backrest between you two. His concerned look has morphed into something more playful. You lick your lips, trying to think of a lie, not anything about how hot he is. You try not to reel back when he brings his face closer. Why is your friend so- "Thinking about kissing me?" He smirks and your face erupts into a blush. You nearly go cross-eyed when he leans in, "Hm?" You take the chance, closing the distance, softly pressing your lips to his. He smiles against it, kissing you back, deepening it. When you separate, his fond smile floors you. "Been thinking about that awhile."

Johnny

You can feel his eyes on you, but you choose not to acknowledge it. Continuing to chop up the various ingredients for the fried rice you’re preparing, his eyes follow. But he’s not watching what you’re doing; Johnny is staring at your face. Why? You’re not sure. "Everything okay?" you finally ask him. "Yeah, why?" He rests his chin on his palm. "You're staring. Again." "You're just so pretty." Johnny smiles. It isn't his 'I'm sexy and I know it' smile; it’s warm and soft. Like when he sees a puppy; it’s pure. That's what throws you off. To the point that you halt all action, paddle held over the steaming rice in the cooker. "Huh?" "You're beautiful." He has no room to talk. "Is that why you've been staring at me?" "Of course." You balk at his response. Your friend is an amazing flirt, but that isn't what he’s doing. He says it like he’s informing you of something you should already know. "You think I'm beautiful?" You put the rice paddle down. Johnny sighs dramatically, getting up off the stool, coming around the counter to your side. He cups your cheek in his big hand, and before you can question him further, he leans down and kisses you. Johnny swallows your gasp, deepening the kiss. You gape at him when he pulls away. "(Y/N), you're the most beautiful person I have ever seen." He has no room to talk.

Yuta

Your eyes flutter open, trying to recognize where you are. The TV is on, the sequel to the movie you had put on playing. Still trying to form a coherent thought, you hear a soft grumble behind you, an arm wrapping tighter around your middle. This sensation brings a flood of recognition over your mind, realizing you’re in Yuta's living room. You must’ve fallen asleep together on the couch. You startle when you feel him sigh behind you, his warm breath ruffling the hair on the back of your neck. The arm of his you are laying on moves under your head as he brings his hand up. Yuta's hand rests on your forehead, which he uses to pull you back into him more along with the arm around your waist. "It's late, just stay the night here." His voice is rough from sleeping. Are you two dating? Pretty much. But sleeping over? You haven't even kissed yet, still transitioning from friends to something more. "Stay over? We haven't even kissed yet." You huff, letting out a nervous chuckle. Yuta hums in response, then your view of the room spins as he rolls you to face him. You barely get to see his cocky, smug grin before he closes the distance, lips sealing over yours. When Yuta pulls back, you whine in protest, making him chuckle. "There, now you can stay over."

Doyoung

You shuffle out of your room, rubbing sleep out of your eyes. The morning light shines into your room but has no access to your living room, keeping it dark. Your guest is still asleep, wrapped in your spare comforter on your couch. Smiling to yourself, you pad softly toward him, sitting on the floor to get a better view. It was late after you two finished your dinner and movie date, so you let Doyoung stay the night. Ever the gentleman, he insists on the couch. You smile, only his face is visible out of the blanket cocoon. So cute. You feel a bit like a creep, just watching him sleep, but he is just too precious. Gently, you brush some errant hairs from his forehead, looking at every detail of his face. Flinching back when he groans a bit, you hold your breath, worried you have woken him. "(Y/N)?" His voice is quiet, eyes still closed, you don't know if he is still asleep or not. "Yes?" You whisper in reply. When he doesn't respond back, you assume he is still asleep, or has fallen back to sleep. Carefully getting up so you can let him continue, you yelp dramatically when his hand grabs yours, yanking you down onto the couch with him. He sits up as he pulls you down, so you end up in his lap. Doyoung wraps his arms around you, laying his head on your shoulder, cheek on your collarbone. "Morning, precious." You kiss the crown of his head. He pulls back after this, frowning slightly. Before you can ask him what’s wrong, he clicks his tongue, kissing you back, but on the lips instead. When he retreats, he flashes a sleepy grin. "Morning, love."

Jaehyun

Slamming the door to your car, you sit back in the seat with a huff, fuming. You thought girls bullying other people over boys stops in high school, yet here you are, in college. You know about Jaehyun's not so little fan-club but have been able to avoid them. But they’ve learned that not only are you two friends, there’s also something more going on as well. God forbid they learn how long it’s been going on. Not wanting to drive while angry, you just sit in your car. You jump when your phone starts to ring through the car speaker when you start it. "Hey." Your voice is obviously strained. "Where are you?" Jaehyun sounds out of breath. "In my car-" "Don't go anywhere." He hangs up. You blink in shock at the call-ended flashing on the screen. Your attention is pulled away by someone knocking on the window. It’s some girl, and two others are behind her, arms crossed. You sigh, rolling the window down just enough. "You're (Y/N)?" You hum and she scoffs. "You need to leave Jaehyun alone-" "And you need to leave." You sigh as he arrives, opening the passenger side door. After he’s seated, you pull out of the parking spot, leaving the girls gaping. Neither of you say anything till you park again at your apartment complex. He takes your hand in his, "I'm sorry." You meet his guilty gaze, then shake your head. "It's not your fault." He strokes the back of your hand with his thumb. Instead of replying, he leans over the center console, capturing your lips with his. You smile when he pulls back, "do that again and we'll call it even." So, he does.

Jungwoo

The show playing is one you’ve seen many times before, but since Jungwoo never has, you’re rewatching it with him. Your elbow is rested on the armrest of the couch, cheek resting on your fist. Your other hand strokes Jungwoo's soft hair as he lies on your lap. He’s getting over being sick, but since you’re the one who gave him the cold, you don't mind him being all over you. He’s normally clingy, let alone if he doesn't feel good, like a small child. It’s fine to you though; he’s too cute to not let him get away with just about anything. "(Y/N?)" His soft voice is still a bit nasally. "Yes?" "I'm sorry I ruined our first date…" "What do you mean?" Your hand halts, looking down at him. He rolls over so he is lying on his back, letting him look up at you. "I nearly passed out when we were walking to the restaurant…" He drifts off, fingers coming up to nervously fiddle with your hoodie string. "Jungwoo, you had a fever, it's fine." You huff, shocked that he feels guilty about that. You’re the one that got him sick. "Still… We finally decided to go for it, then…" "Jungwoo-" He continues to ramble, apologizing, and complaining about himself. It is getting on your nerves; there is no reason for him to feel so bad. Wanting him to stop, you lean down, lips briefly pressing to his still moving ones. You sit back up straight, face pink from the act. His is as well, but it already is from the cold he has. You flinch when his hand rests on your cheek, pulling you back down. "I can’t give this cold back to you, right~?"

Mark

"Can I get this?" Mark asks, coming up to you with a frozen cheesecake. You glance at it, not liking that he asks you as if you are his parent. "Sure? Why are you asking?" You shake your head as he puts the dessert in the cart. "J-just making sure." You roll your eyes, continuing down the aisle, glancing at your shopping list to make sure you get everything for the meal you’re going to prepare. Having to buy enough food to feed eight ravenous young men is a little pricey, but everyone agrees to split the cost and send you the money, so it doesn't matter what extra stuff Mark wants. As you traverse the next aisle, you notice his gaze focuses on something on the shelf. He halts in front of it, so you turn to look at it. It is a candy necklace kit. "Let's do this!" He grabs it and you chuckle, nodding for him to put it in the cart. "B-but just us…" He adds and you raise your eyebrow. "Just us?" "Not the others. We can just make them for each other after they leave…" "You want to make me a necklace?" You tease, the tips of his ears turning red, his characteristic laugh leaving his lips. "Yeah… and I don't want you to eat it or take it off!" Mark's determined look goes to your face, and you have a hard time not guffawing. "Okay, Mark." "I'm serious, don't take it off." He reiterates as you get in the car to head back to your place, the box in his hands. "I won't." "Promise?" He holds out his pinky and you shake your head but complete the hand motion. Before you can pull your hand back though, he uses your linked pinkies to haul you closer over the console, gently pressing his lips to yours. You sit back slowly, gaping at him, face equally as red. He raises an eyebrow.

Haechan

"I'm getting tired of this, (Y/N)." Donghyuck huffs at your side, and you tilt your head, confused. When he notices your glance, he sighs, stopping. Holding your linked hands up between you two so they are in front of your face, he sighs again. "This is about as far as we've gone." You look around, wondering what the hell he is going on about; you’re only halfway to his place. "This, (Y/N)." He shakes your hands to draw your attention there. "What do you mean?" "We've only held hands! You've kissed my cheek and that’s about it! I'm tired of it!" If it wasn't for the silly whine of his voice, you would think him genuinely upset. "What are you getting at?" You continue your questions, and he groans; you’re very smart for being so dense. "Kisses! I want you to kiss me!" Donghyuck whines louder, it nearly echoes off the stone walls of the back road you are walking. His frustration takes you aback. "Why do I have to initiate?" You nearly shout, annoyed with his dramatics. He immediately quiets, blinking at you, so very pretty- "Fine!" He yells back and hauls you even closer with your linked hands, his soft lips touching your chapped ones. As soon as he tastes the lip balm you had put on just minutes earlier, he groans and deepens the kiss. You squeak a bit when your back hits the stone wall, trying to match his pace, but he is fervent. When he finally steps back, you are almost panting. He nods with a satisfied look and continues on with your walk like he hasn't just swallowed your tongue.

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Heyyy! You’re doing so well with the texts 🩷

Could I request for calling nct127 by their full name?The one you did with dream was so cute!

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“calling them by their full name”

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Content: nothing too crazy fluff i guess :)

a/n: thanks for requesting and thanks for the support, really appreciate it guys!! 💕

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127 as Little Acts of Love

(Sweet things I think 127 would do for their s/o to show their love.)

Taeyong:

He always looks at you with the most love and adoration in his eyes. He just adores you so much that he can't help but to just look at the love of his life. He literally finds it hard to pry his eyes away from you. He knows you can get a bit shy when he does this, but he always makes sure to tell you just how beautiful he thinks you are.

"You're staring at me again, Taeyong." You say, looking up from the restaurant's menu. "I knoww, I just can't help it. You're so pretty, angel." He says, looking at you with his boba eyes.

Taeil:

Whenever he knows that you've had a long day, he always makes sure to take care of you. He'll draw you a bath because he knows how much it relaxes you. He makes sure to put in all the little extra things that makes a bath perfect. He adds the bath salts, the bubbles, and places the book your currently reading on the ledge of the bath.

"Baby, did you make me a bath again?" You ask, feeling nothing but pure adoration for your boyfriend. He nods his head at you and kisses you on the top of your head, "Go relax and get your mind off of everything, and dinner will be done by the time you're out."

Johnny:

He always writes little love notes for you! He's very spontaneous about it, you never know when you're going to get one. This makes them so special because his love notes are always unexpected, and so sweet. He'll even hide some around your place so that it's an extra surprise when you find it.

You're getting ready for bed, feeling extra lonely now that Johnny is back on tour. You decide to do a face mask tonight because it's been too long since you've had a self care day. You take out the bear shaped basket that you keep your sheet masks in, and you notice a small folded up piece of paper in between two masks. You know what it is, and your heart skips a beat in anticipation for your boyfriends sweet note. "Hopefully you find this while I'm on tour, just know that I'm missing you so much. More than you know. I hope that your self care night is relaxing. Please send me a cute picture of you with your face mask on. - Love, Johnny.

Yuta:

He doesn't let you lift a finger. He carry's your bag every time you go out together. He gets all the groceries out the car in one go, so you don't have to bring in any. He doesn't even let you hold the umbrella over yourself. He'll locks his arm with yours, making sure to cover you completely, even if it means he gets rained on a bit.

"Yuta, baby, you're arm is getting soaked. Move the umbrella over." "Absolutely not, if you get a single drop of rain on you, i've failed as a boyfriend." "Yuta, you're always so dramatic." "You love it." He said, still refusing to move the umbrella over to him. You couldn't disagree with what he said, you did love everything about him.

Doyoung:

He has a list in his notes app of all the little things that you love. Every time you mention something, he'll sneakily write it down, so that he can surprise you with things that he knows you'll love. He has different categories all listed out. Your favorite foods, favorite type of flowers, and favorite jewelry.

Doyoung stands in the middle of the grocery store, phone in hand and notes app open. He's trying to decide which one of your favorite dishes he should make tonight, and which ingredients he needs. He settles on something he hasn't made for you in a while, knowing that the meal will make your night better. "Oh! I should make y/n a dessert as well!" He says, out loud, to himself. He gets a couple of stares, but he doesn't notice. He's on a mission to give his angel the tastiest meal.

Jaehyun:

He's a serial hand holder. Like his hand is always in yours. He thinks it's genuinely one of the most romantic gestures, so he does it all the time. It's also just very comforting for him, and he feels close to you when he's holding your hand. He also subconsciously always brings your hand up to his lips so he can give it a kiss

You switch your shopping bags over to your left hand, because your right hand was getting tried. Without even thinking twice, Jaehyun moves over to your right side so that he can continue holding your hand. "You're so cute, Jaehyun." "Hm?" He says, genuinely oblivious. "Nothing." You say back to him, giving his hand a little squeeze.

Jungwoo:

More times than not, he'll ask to facetime you at night. He loves to fall asleep with you over the phone. He wants to be close to you and spend all his nights with you, even though sometimes he can't be with you in person. At some point, he figured out around the time you do your skincare routine, so he calls you right before because he loves to watch. He even started doing his skincare routine with you over the phone.

As you wait for your toner to completely dry, you watch as Jungwoo struggles to wash his face because his hair keeps getting in the way. "Where's the headband I bought you?" "Oh!" He says, face still soaking wet, as he moves out of frame to get his headband. He comes back with it on, making him look like a cute bear because of the ears on it. He checks himself out in the camera, "Very handsome." You wish you could give him a kiss for his cuteness. You agree with him, and continue on with your routine.

Mark:

He loves to send you pictures of things that he finds beautiful. Just to show you that he's thinking of you, but also because he loves to share the beauty of the world with you. He has such a good eye for finding beauty in everyday things. The pretty sky, the green grass that practically glows in the summer, and gorgeous flowers.

Your phone vibrates and you see that you have a new text. Mark: I have a new picture for you, it's easily the most beautiful thing i've ever taken a picture of 🫶 You assume it's going to be another picture of the sky, because it looks extra pretty today. When you receive the photo, you see that it's a picture of you from the previous day. You hadn't realized he had taken it, it was of you at the brunch place you ate at together yesterday. Y/n: The most beautiful?? 🥹 Mark: Of course, baby.

Haechan:

He has a picture of you in his wallet. He noticed that his grandfather does the same thing with his grandmother, and he thought it was the sweetest thing. Literally bought a Polaroid for this very reason and had you do a little 'photoshoot' for him. If anyone asks to see a picture of you, he'll show them the Polaroid instead of one on his phone.

It's the seventh stop on tour so far. He always misses you, but this time, being away from you is hitting him so hard. He knows that your asleep, so he can't call you, even though all he wants is to see your pretty face. For right now though, he settles on taking the Polaroid out of his wallet. He sets it up so it's leaning against the lamp that's next to the hotel bed. He tells your picture all about his day and how amazing the concert went. If anyone would have caught him doing this, he would be so embarrassed, but he just misses his girl so much.

[rinatic]

NCT: favourite positions

A/n: my first post in 3821592 years! I'm very sorry guye for not posting but i kinda have writer's block + college shit because I'm a junior and I'm literally regretting choosing my major omggg 😭 anyways i decided to post something before the year ends and it's slutty asf lol anyways I'm apologizing again for not posting for too long :(

Johnny

One on bed, one standing - this hoe.. he feels powerful when he's having sex in this position, holding you by the waist and just jamming his dick inside you like you're gonna run away. Johnny definitely likes to have sex with eye contact so he can fuck up all your senses, he also loves watching you squirm and tear up as he's rearranging your insides with his dick, he's very much all about control and sensuality.

Taeyong

69 - he seems like a switch to me but is more into being the sub one, i see him liking to have his girl's pussy on his face, it stimulates him so much and it's even better if she rocks her hips and move it on his face. He LOVES oral. Having you going down on him and hin doing the same at the same time is just so hot, and you two receive equal pleasure together, he likes it when oral is used for more than just foreplay.

Yuta

Doggy style - i will forever see yuta as a huge dom and i won't believe otherwise, my boy likes to assert his dominance even when it comes to positions. I see him manhandling his girl, throwing her into the bed, in all fours, grab her waist and puts it then he just moves like he didn't have sex in years, if yuta wants to fix positions during sex he won't tell you to, instead, he'll move you according to his mood. I see him using one hand on your back to bend it down and make your ass higher while the other hand is holding your jaw roughly to force you into looking at his lustful eyes.

Doyoung

Spooning - having your bare back against his chest, his hips smacking your ass while he's kissing your neck is what doyoung is about. He likes this position because he can hold and feel your boobs and it won't feel awkward, he also seems to enjoy hitting it from the back, also the ratio of your bare back to your waist and hips is just a huge turn on for him. He definitely won't be able to think of anything else.

Jaehyun

Reverse cowgirl - he'll be like "do it yourself" and pretend he's to be lazy while he actually wants to see how you would look riding him this way, and he doesn't want his expression to give it away lol so he asks you to ride him like this, he's enjoying the sight of his dick going in and out of you. It gets pretty intense and he loses control near the climax so he grabs your hair with one hand and the other is wrapped around your waist.

Jungwoo

Against the wall - when he's feeling sexy and confident, jungwoo will show you this shamless side of him and push you against the wall, holding your hips firm in his hands while adjusting his body so his cock can enter your pussy with no trouble, you're forced to hold onto the wall while he jams his dick inside you and his pretty lips spreading kisses all over your jaw and neck.

Mark

Legs over shoulders - mark is a horny bastard, and he lets you know. He loves your legs, he's such a thigh guy but i really can't explain it. Having your legs over his shoulders while his dick is all the way inside you is heaven to him. His hands keep leaving pink marks on your thigh from holding it harshly, he bites your things and licks the soft skin on your legs while looking down at you.

Haechan

Missionary - this cocky whore.. haechan is a romantic at heart + he wants to see how he makes you feel so the best position for his desires is missionary, he grabs both of your hands and puts it above your head so you won't be able to touch anything. He likes seeing you this helpless and vulnerable. Also lemme tell you that the intense eye contact almost never stops, it is always passionate with this hoe.

[backtoyuta]

NCT 127 college series- how you first meet

Pairing: Yuta x Reader

warnings: none

A fluffy 127 drabble where Yuta is a flirty sob. No smut but a tad suggestive- 1 in the where you meet 127 at college series

I will never get over college aus. They are my bread and butter.

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Yuta was one of those unlikely friendships that blossomed in potentially the most disastrous of settings. You hated group projects with a passion, there was always one that was super disorganised, and you felt the immense pressure of not being that person in question too. You remember vividly your tutor reading out the list of names- perking at the sound of your own and then flicking your eyes instinctively to Yuta when his was called promptly after.

You glanced away quickly when his aloof expression trained on you, his eyes observing but face unchanging. You scrambled for your belongings as soon as the lecture was over, one of your group-mates muttering about making a group chat with a sullen tone. It would be a little while until Yuta and yourself spoke, your only interaction being the insane sexual tension when it was just you two on the google slides at 1 in the morning.

"This seat free?" Chimed a voice from beside you, Yuta sank into the seat after you shook your head no and shoved some of your stationary aside on the table, the sound a little too awkward and loud for a library.

"I see you were pulling a late one last night," he continued playfully, his tongue pushed to the inside of his cheek as he opened his laptop- something he did a lot.

"I could say the same for you... How's the research going?" His eyes twinkled hearing your reply and his slender fingers typed rapidly. He showed you his research proudly, a substantial amount of work and organised neatly- thank God someone was pulling their weight.

"Let's see what you have" and he leaned closer to see your screen, causing a waft of his cologne to hit you subtly. You let him scroll through your slides, the corner of his mouth turning up at your intelligent use of jargon.

"Wow... Nice Y/N, very nice"

"Oh it gets even better."

"Oh?"

"yeah..." You pulled up your bibliography and sat back, his expression twisting and he let out an exaggerated groan, causing you to laugh and shush him simultaneously, all the while glancing around at anyone hearing your conversation.

"Cited sources, that's what gets you going?" You scoffed sarcastically, eyeing him up and down.

"Listen, my group last time had me in the trenches... I was the backbone of the whole thing." He jokingly shuddered and you laughed at his quip, the two of you settling down and continuing to work on your portions of the work. Your time working together was time you got to know each other beyond an acquaintance in your class. Being with Yuta was thrilling, mostly because he was the type of person you knew you would never have been friends with outside of these circumstances. He was a creative, opinionated, and had a torturous sense of humour- something he adored weaponizing and using to make you squirm.

He couldn't help but coo internally when he would spout an abundance of lies, and watch you intently as you went through the motions of nodding naively, process what he said and then playfully go to hit his chest lightly while he laughed and dodged you in satisfaction. You became accustomed to strolling over to the library to work together, sending him sly texts when you saw him pop up on google slides, and exchanging smiles when you caught him with his group of friends. Occasionally he liked to drag you over for a chat, sling an arm around your shoulder and keep you there until you could say your goodbyes and continue on to wherever you were going.

The tension only increased when you progressed to working at each other's dorms. It was hard to tell which was the lesser of two evils; all your friends in your flat were nosey and wanted all the details about the hot guy you brought round to study with, and Yuta lived in a stereotypical guy-dorm. Today, you opted for skilfully dodging the pizza boxes piled by the door and let yourself be led down the narrow corridor into Yuta's compact, but relatively tidy room.

Yuta settled on his bed with his back leaning against the wall, beckoning you to come and sit beside him while shimmying his laptop and books out of his bag. As soon as you were sat, the air became a little thicker, his form was incredibly warm against yours in the small room and his signature scent that always clung to him was much more potent in his space.

Yuta was always very frugal and complicit with physical contact; he had no issue with his friends resting, leaning, clinging on him, so you tried very hard to pay no mind when he pressed his side up to yours to place the laptop between you. You had to force your heartrate to slow and for your hands to stop shaking when he handed you a piece of paper, the tremor catching his attention- to his delight.

"Am I making you nervous?" His tone felt a little too serious, and his voice was a little lower than the clear tone he usually sang out.

"No." You replied, a little too quickly, and you caught the smirk gracing his features in the reflection of the laptop screen. "It's probably the coffee... I'm fine." You made a point of shoving a pillow behind your back and cracking on, Yuta's chuckle sounding in the mostly quiet room. He didn't budge an inch, his jeans still pressed up against your leg and the slightly bony part of his shoulder level with your head.

You were working efficiently, the sun had set a while ago so Yuta illuminated the room with a lamp, casting a warm glow. At some point you became quite lethargic, the warmth of the room and Yuta being so close was like a blanket, and the quietness that was interrupted minimally by the soothing sound of typing caused a fog in your brain. Your eyes continued to close against your will, and you had to force the yawns away while trying to subtly jerk your body awake.

"Why don't you just take a nap?" Yuta laughed lightly, watching your eyelids flutter. He couldn't suppress his giggle, his shoulder shaking causing your head to almost vibrate when he noticed you had typed a stream of full stops and commas in your writing; you must've left your fingers on the keys when you dozed off for the umpteenth time.

You only grumbled in response, determined to shake the tiredness off, but that was proving impossible. Ignoring your light whine of confusion, Yuta brushed his fingers over your thigh as he lifted your laptop off your lap, and lightly pushed your shoulder so you were resting horizontal with your head nestled in a pillow.

"I won't bother you." Yuta smiled, his eyes still trained on his work. He tugged your T-shirt down once in a gentle manner from where it had ridden up your back, and you almost flinched where his cool fingertips came into contact with your exposed skin. Your heart was fluttering at being casually manhandled, but you let out a quiet sigh of agreement when you settled into the mattress, your eyes closing automatically.

You woke disorientated, the light outside gone completely and the only parts visible was the illumination of street lights and buildings. Yuta was slouched in his desk chair, a book open in front of him but he was watching some kind of sports game in Japanese on his laptop on the lowest volume.

"What time is it?" You grumbled, still confused, dehydrated, too hot and tangled in blankets.

"Late. I'll walk you home... You want something to eat?" Yuta rolled his chair over to where you were sitting up, reaching out casually to move some of your hair that had become mussed back to their original position. The mention of food made you conscious of how hollow your stomach felt and you nodded sleepily, head bowed at how Yuta looked at your endearing form shyly.

You did get some food, and after Yuta helped you gather together your belongings that had scattered around the bed he held your jacket open for you to slip your arms in, flung your backpack over his shoulder and walked you out, making casual conversation on the way home.

The time eventually came to show your group presentation, and he smiled widely at you when you sighed out, relieved the whole thing was over and done with.

"You should come over tonight," he spoke seriously, those infamous dark eyes looking you up and down as he poked his tongue into the inside of his cheek

"The presentation is over Yuta, we can chill." You squirmed under his gaze, but made a point of throwing him a friendly smile as if to part ways, grabbed your bag and turned to exit.

Before you could turn fully, Yuta reacted quick and grasped your hoodie-clad wrist lightly, preventing your leave.

"Hm? I didn't mean to work." His tone was light hearted but his expression was almost sinister, his eyes glinted and mouth quirked into a smile… and he was still holding your sleeve. Letting the last of the class stragglers pass by behind you and out the door you felt your stomach flip in excitement and your knees shake. Yuta continued to stare you down, taking a sadistic enjoyment at you blush and fumble to try and formulate an answer.

The lecturer rushed out a goodbye and also disappeared out the door of the lecture theatre, leaving you entirely alone in the aisle nearest the exit; the rows and rows of seats looking vast and empty now it was just the two of you. You stepped back towards the wall to gain some distance, purely out of self preservation, but Yuta leaned up casually on the wall behind you. He wasn't a whole lot taller than you, but his dominance was omnipresent as he waited patiently for your answer.

“Yeah… sounds… good” the words catching in your throat slightly. He chuckled again, his dark expression mollifying into something more friendly. The air turned stiff as he acknowledged your answer, it was like he was completely aware of his effect on you and wanted to exploit it as much as was in his power.

"See, I do make you nervous." He smiled, once again amused at how you bore his torment. You shook your head slightly and dared to look at his dark eyes that glinted down at you. At this point you easily could've slipped away, he had let your wrist go, but the thrill of the moment was keeping your feet firmly planted. You wanted to prove he didn't turn you into the puddle he was so sure he did. Even if your from was melting under his gaze as we speak.

"You're delusional." You muttered, your face twisting into an expression of mirth as he breathed out a laugh through his nose, and he leant his upper body lower to be closer to your ear.

"Am I? So it doesn't bother you when I do this?" He feigned innocence despite one hand still placed on the wall to entrap you and the fingers of his other hand trailing up your clothed spine. He forced a leg between the two of yours, effectively parting them and leant so close to your ear that you could feel his cool, minty breath tickling your neck.

He muttered something in Japanese, his mother tongue spilling from his lips fluidly and sensually, his lips brushing against the shell of your ear caused your hair to stand on end. He trailed his hand up further behind you and toyed with your hair, and he punctuated his words with a snicker as your breath caught. Your body contradicted itself, trying to escape the ticklish feeling of his fingers on your back but also wanting to refrain from giving him a reaction at all. You were absolutely certain that whatever he murmured so wickedly in your ear was the most perverted thing he could muster, his teasing expression gave you that much, but you breathed a sharp breath and once again looked up bravely.

"Nope." You popped, deadpan, but still fighting the urge to shiver and shimmy away from his expert touch.

"No?" Leaning in again, he muttered more in a foreign language. His tone was practically purring as he bemused at your confused expression, and reached the hand that was walking up and down your spine to your head to move some hair off your face.

"What are you saying?" You questioned defeated, your tone a little whinier that what you would have liked but his sultry actions were making a potent mixture of heat and frustration pool in your stomach.

"Can I show you?" He offered, his eyes searching yours for an ounce of discomfort. You relaxed your body in his hold and once again a devilish smirk pulled at his features. He looked down intently at your lips as you nodded naively at his request, the syrupy feeling you had before morphing into something more needy and you squirmed slightly when he leaned down and kissed you.

You let him take the lead as he moulded his lips with yours, your hands pressed against the wall awkwardly as he overpowered you. Sensing your awkwardness, he slid his hand from your bicep, down your forearm and grasped your hand lightly to bring it up and place it on his shoulder, never removing his lips from yours. Using his prompt, your wound the hand he had manoeuvred towards the warmth of his neck and placed your other hand lightly on his chest, while he snaked his arms around you and kept you close; his hands working with pure experience and expertise.

The sound of students chatting down the hallway, right outside the door caused you to pull away and turn your head towards the noise. Yuta loosened his grip from your body but took your chin between his thumb and index finger to force you to face him again, and pressed a languid kiss to your swollen lips.

"We won't mind them." He spoke for the both of you, his dominance once again coming to the forefront.

"Are you always this bossy?" You complained jokingly, allowing him to kiss you once more. He pulled away and left some ticklish kisses on your jaw and neck, nothing that would leave a mark, only stopping to laugh at your comment and peer at your flushed face.

"Are you always this compliant?" He sassed back, the tone light hearted but the implication hung heavy between you.

You raised your eyebrow at his question and summoned some fire from your flustered form to quip back at him. "Wouldn't you like to know?" You wiggled with more defiance, signalling that the two of you should leave now and he followed your suit, detangling his arms from you and slinging his bag over his shoulder.

He didn't reply to your statement, only opened the door and held it for you over your head. You fell into step together as he walked you out of the lecture hall, a hand deftly reaching down to clasp yours and continue to walk like that. His domineering presence kept you wary and excited, as you followed him back to his dorm you could only wonder where the events of the day would take you.

[jeneseoquoi]

nct 127 | hyung line + fluff

♡ random fluff with our favorite ilichil hyungs ♡

(note: i was listening to 'eleven' by khalid when writing these so they were originally gonna be like time stamp scenarios, but then it just turned into random fluff for jn, ty, dy, and yt. so basically ignore the random time stamp in taeil's lmao. also, i was going to do all nine members until i hit a block therefore it's only hyung line for now. if you guys want a part two for the rest of the members, let me know! oh and i'm notorious for switching tenses in my fic writing so if that bothers you, this here is your warning lmao.)

taeil: the sunlight bleeding through the light colored curtains, taeil’s soft hums as he moved about the kitchen and the subtle warmth from the bacon frying on the stove made for such a peaceful morning. you glanced at the clock as you pulled the eggs out of the fridge, carrying them over to the stove; 11:31 am. taeil wasn’t normally this eager to get out of bed at this time, but when he heard your stomach growl for the fourth time that morning, he just couldn’t go back to sleep. not when his love was practically starving.

“what are you smiling about?” taeil questioned, breaking you out of your short daze.

“nothing.” you giggled causing him to cock an eyebrow. “this is just nice. the two of us, cooking breakfast together in our own apartment. nowhere to be but here, with each other.” you sighed happily. taeil couldn’t help but laugh at your sudden tenderness.

“you’re so sentimental honey,” he walked over to you, pecking your cheek, “but you’re right.” he wrapped his arms around your waist, resting his head on your shoulder. his fingers played with the diamond on your left finger, sighing in contentment.

“there’s no place i’d rather be than here at home with you.” 

johnny: you sipped the last of your wine as you put the finishing touches on the canvas in front of you.

“okay! ready when you are.” you smiled as you admired the masterpiece you created.

“it’s about time.” johnny retorted sarcastically. “okay, on three. one, two, three.”

you both picked up your canvases, turning them to face each other before busting out laughing.

as your guys’ laughter died down, you spoke up “it’s safe to say that maybe we shouldn’t have had two whole bottles of wine BEFORE starting the paintings.”

he laughed loudly, “nah, that makes this so much better honestly. these belong in the louvre.”

you giggled, absentmindedly reaching for your glass, but stopped shortly as you remembered the last drops you finished just moments ago.

“looks like you’re empty. should I pop open the next bottle?” he asks, gesturing toward the empty glass in your hand.

you shake your head. you’d only been on a couple of dates with johnny so far, but he made you so comfortable. he was easy to talk to and get along with plus he made you laugh. not to mention he was undeniably attractive sat across from you with his bare face, loosened up black black button up, and an unmistakable lusty, hazy look in his eyes. it was no wonder how you eventually made your way to his side of the coffee table, and into his lap. as if instinctual, he wrapped his arms around you, settling them on your lower back.

“ready to call it a night? should i get you a taxi?” he questioned, trying to analyze your face.

you shook your head, “nope. as a matter of fact,” your voice barely above a whisper, looking between his eyes and lips, before leaning in, “i have something better we can do.”

a sly remark threatened to leave his lips, but before it had time, he leant forward meeting you the rest of the way. 

taeyong: the elevator began to descend as you pressed the floor number for your boyfriend’s studio. stepping out as the elevator dinged, you made your way down the hallway, two coffees in hand. not long after knocking, the door to the studio flew open, revealing a smiling face.

“you’re here!” he exclaimed.

“i’m here! and i brought coffee.” you smiled back at him, carefully shaking the cups in your hand. he grabs them from you, leaning in to give you a peck as a greeting & thank you all in one.

“come in, i was just in a writing block and you’re the perfect inspiration i needed.” you could feel warmth rise in your chest from his sweet words. he pulls a chair next to his, patting the seat for you to sit, and you happily do.

“tell me what you think of this.” he plays the track he’s been working on, and you bop your head along to the beat until a familiar humming captures your attention. “wait, tae…is that me???”

a flush comes to his cheeks as he stops the track.

“maybe. do you remember where it’s from?” you try your best to recall, but it just doesn’t come to you. slightly amused by your stumped look, he gives you the answer.

“it’s from a few weeks ago when i was having trouble sleeping. you stayed up with me all night, and at some point you started humming. something about it was so soothing, that i was able to finally fall asleep to it. and it’s been stuck in my head since.” your face softens as he recounts the memory.

“so i thought, why not make it a song that i can listen to forever.”

you feel a burst of butterflies release in your stomach and before you can help it, you find yourself blurting out the words you’ve been wanting to say to him for a while.

“i love you taeyong.” he reached forward, clasping your hands in his and let out an excited giggle, “i love you too.” 

yuta: you sighed deeply, throwing back what felt like your fourteenth shot of the night. you came to this new years eve party in hopes of getting to spend some quality time with and hopefully confessing to your crush, but since you guys arrived he’s been preoccupied with all his friends. i mean what did you expect, he did invite you to their annual lonely hearts nye bash, but you couldn’t help the part of you that hoped he invited you to make each other’s hearts less lonely. you shook your head, pouring yet another shot from the liquor bottle in hopes of drowning your thoughts. that was until you heard a familiar sound.

“alright it’s about a minute to midnight…” you heard the host of the ball drop say on the tv.

you jumped off the counter with a loud sigh, a sense of urgency suddenly taking over you. it was now or never. you threw back the shot and marched out of the kitchen in search of yuta. he wasn’t hard to find with his dark orange hair and sparkly party hat standing out in the small in crowd of his friends. you called his name, walking straight over to where he was standing in front of the TV with a shot glass.

“hey! where’ve you been? i thought you left.”

you shook your head, “yuta listen, I have something to tell you.”

“TWELVE, ELEVEN…” his friends started counting down.

“right now? can it wait?” he gave you a confused look.

it’s now or never. you shook your head, and tapped fully into your liquid courage.

“yuta, i like you. and i came here tonight because i want to be your new year’s kiss.” he looked like a deer caught in headlights at your sudden confession, but before his brain could even formulate a response he was interrupted by the shouts of his friends.

“FOUR, THREE, TWO…”

without another thought, he cupped both of his hands around your face, pressing his lips softly to yours. it was only a couple of seconds, but it was the best ones of the new year so far.

doyoung:  it was early. too early almost, considering the amount of times you’d woken up through the night to tend to the new addition in your little family. it’d only been about two weeks since doyoung and you had brought home your new child, and it was safe to say the adjustment was proving to be more draining than you guys imagined. due to this, things around the house had started to pile up, quick. so it was a little surprising when you rolled over to the other side of the bed and felt…emptiness. the space was cold, meaning your partner hadn’t been occupying it for a while. you sat up, stretching your arms above your head before venturing out from under the warmth of the covers in search of him. on your way toward the kitchen, you stopped by your child’s room, barely inching the door open to see them fast asleep. you walked into the kitchen immediately spotting doyoung at the sink. a smile crept on your face as you watched him wash & rinse the dishes in his pink gloves. quietly making your way over to him, you wrapped your arms around his torso, startling him. he tsk’d, turning off the water and removing his gloves, before turning to face you.

“nooooo. why are you up?” he whined, making you scrunch your face at him.

“am I interrupting something?” you ask with a giggle.

“of course not, but…” he sighs, “i wanted to get the house cleaned up a bit before you woke up. i know you’ve been so tired lately, so i just wanted to take one more thing off your plate.”

a rush of warmness radiates over your body causing you to lean toward him for a kiss, which he happily accepts.

“you’re so good to me” you whisper against his lips before he pulls away. “i know. but you deserve it.”

[jammingjaem]

TAEYONG BOYFIE FICS PLZZZZZ

you're my fav texts creator btw ilysm 💖

୨୧ bf!taeyong

YOUR WISH IS MY COMMAND ‼️‼️ i hope you enjoy this text and thankie for being my first taeyong req 😁 enjoy!!

[queeenarii]

Wash Day with nct 127

I don't rly write for the other 127 members other than Johnny and sometimes Yuta, Taeyong and Doyoung. So I ran out of cute ideas by the time I got to Johnny 😭😭

Taeil

Taeil didn't really know how to help you. He kind of just ar on the sidelines providing moral support. Anytime you forgot something (or if you have locs and you forgot the backing away for your ACV rinse) he was there to get it for you.

"Ah- I can to start the shower for you. Let the water heat up"

Johnny

Johnny had walked in from practice to you laying in the floor, your head deep in a pool of water. You explained to him that you were doing an ACV rise , and he asked if he could help in any way. He helped move the water through your hair, scubing your locs and scalp clean. After your shower he sat and kept you company as you out in your leave in conditioners and other things. He offers to do your nails as you sat under the dryer, after getting a retweet. Smiling up at you triumphantly when he was done.

"What... Are you doing? Oh can I help? "

"Are your arms tired, can I try?"

"Interlocking and palm rolling? Ive never heard of those before but okay"

Taeyong

Taeyong was extremely curious about your hair care regiment. He had tried some of your products in his hair but they didn't work. One day he approached you and asked what they did for your hair so he could try and understand them. He then began to do more research on his own, getting an in depth understanding of curlier hair products. When he would go overseas he would find different products that he thought might work for you. When y'all would get ready to go out together he'd spray your hair for you. If you have a fro or looser style he'd help you reach the back of it making sure no knots were present. If you had locks he would help you style the lm gently placing them in there correct position.

"I found this cream in the store here, it said it's good deo your hair type. I can get it if you'd like. "

"Let me, I see some areas that you missed"

Yuta

This wasn't yura first rodeo. In fact he knew it was wash day before you knew. He loved the subtle nonsexual intimacy that went into doing your hair. He educated him self on a number of products and styles that he thought you'd like. Hed realize when your conditionee was getting empty and would order you a new one. He felt it a small consolation for him being gone so much. H loved showing that he cared about you and your hair as much as you did. He really liked helping you grease your scalp, loving how refreshed you said it made you feel.

"I got someone of that oil you use"

"I heard that the formula changed in that cream, is it still working for you? "

"It's wash day tomorrow yeah? Can I help? We can watch the episode of that anime"

Doyoung

Doyoung knew how much this meant to you, the trust that you out into him to help with your hair. So he took his task very seriously. You asked him to help part your hair for a style you wanted to do. And boy was he good at it. He took his time, and constantly asked if he was hurting you. You don't know when he got so good at it. But your parts were crisp and clean 👌🏾😌. When he was done hole announced it timidly, asking how well he did. When you told him he did great, his smile grew super big a slight blush forming on his cheeks.

"Is this okay?"

"Ah- that didn't hurt did it, I'm sorry"

"Hold on, i just need a bit more gel here and you'll be good"

Jaehyun

Your silly boy friend while happy to help couldn't help but entertain himself. You two were showering together (no funny business 👀) and you asked him to help shampoo and conditioner your hair. The shampooing started out nice. His fingers gently massaging your scalp. But the bubbles intices him. His fingers left from your scalp, and you turned around to see him trying to make a beard our of bubbles. You simply deadpaned him then you two started busting out loudly.

"What, you don't like my facial hair? "

Jungwoo

Jungwoo had entered your room asking what smelled so good, wondering if you had sweets. You reply no, much to his dismay, but instead directed him to your assortment of hair goods. The smell was inticing and Jungwoo wanted to know what each product was for. You patiently explained each peduct as you worked in into your hair. Jungwoo infront of you eyes wide with curiosity.

"Whats that one do?... Oh but why does it smell like apricots? "

Mark

Mark was nothing but dedicated. When you told him about your upcoming wash day he started to research different things that you might need. He offered to take you to the store and pick up any items you didn't have. You asked him to help you comb your hair through, and while he was nerverous at first, he eventually got into the groove of it. Picking up the task easily as he does most things.

"Yo what? I can try but Ive never done this before dude"

"I gotchu I gotchu, I think I get it now"

"Ooooh shit, nah this actually looks good yo"

Haechan

Haechan is a little menance. You had showed him the style you wanted, and of course he had things to say about it. He scoured the internet for a better hairstyle. And as much as you hate to admit it, the one he found was better. He watches the video that accompanied it intently. Helping you with the tricker sections. In the end he beamed proudly at you, coming and calling your cute.

"I think this style would be better, itll for your face more, and it would go cute with the outfit you showed me the other day"

"I was right! You look so cute, I did so good"

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Maybe you can

He saw you again at a Bureau function, your presence impossible to ignore. You were the center of attention, laughing, engaging, alive. Something about your energy drew him in, despite his better judgment. "Jaehyun," you greeted him, your tone teasing, "still playing the cold, untouchable agent, I see." He raised an eyebrow. "And you're still as infuriating as ever." You smiled, a real, genuine smile that seemed to thaw something inside him. "Good to see you too." Against his will, he found himself drawn into conversation with you. The initial hostility between you had transformed into a sharp, playful banter. He hated how much he enjoyed it, how much he wanted to be near you. --- One late night, you were both working in the Bureau, the silence of the empty halls only broken by the soft hum of machinery. Jaehyun was reviewing files when he saw you passing by, a look of frustration on your face. "Problem?" he asked, surprising even himself. You sighed, running a hand through your hair. "Just some paperwork. Nothing I can't handle." He stood up, walking over to you. "Let me see." For a moment, you seemed taken aback, but you handed him the file. Your hands brushed, a spark of electricity passing between you. As he read through the documents, you watched him, your expression softening. "Thanks," you said quietly. He nodded, handing the file back. "Anytime." As you walked away, Jaehyun realized that something had indeed changed in him. He still found you infuriating, challenging, maddening. But now, there was a warmth to those feelings, a desire to be near you, to understand you. He had always believed no one could meet his standards, that no one was in his league. But you, with your fire and defiance, had proven him wrong. And as much as he hated you for disrupting his orderly world, he wanted you in it, more than anything. Jaehyun watched you disappear down the corridor, a small, genuine smile playing on his lips. For the first time in his life, the prophecy he had set for himself seemed less certain, and he was more than willing to embrace the unknown with you by his side.

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˜”*°• *.* ˜”*°• ! nct 127 masterlist ! •°*”˜ *.* •°*”˜

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| Headcanons |

NCT 127 As Boyfriends (solo headcanons)

Taeyong | Taeil | Johnny | Yuta | Doyoung | Jaehyun | Jungwoo | Mark | Haechan

Nothing Yet!

| Reactions |

NCT 127 reaction to their S/O tics

NCT 127 reaction to their gamer S/O

| Fake Texts |

Nothing Yet!

| Drabbles |

Nothing Yet!

| Series |

My NCT OT23 Halloween Collaboration (unfinished collab!)

| Timestamps |

Nothing Yet!

[1-800-ye0sangspr1ncess]

OT9:

Taeyong: nothing yet :)

Taeil nothing yet :)

Johnny shot clock p.1 ✧✥ 

Yuta nothing yet :)

Doyoung nothing yet :)

Jaehyun nothing yet :)

Jungwoo

nothing yet :)

Mark nothing yet :)

Haechan nothing yet :)

headcannons & mtls breeding kink

drabbles house hubby - n.y

[fqerielust]

꒷꒦ 🏁 𝑵𝑪𝑻 𝑴𝑨𝑺𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑳𝑰𝑺𝑻 ?!

જ⁀➴ i be walking with the cheese that 's the queso ౨ৎ ☕️𝜗

― 127

JAEHYUN

YUTA

TAEYONG

JUNGWOO

DOYOUNG

TAEIL

note: i will no longer be writing or taking reqs for taeil due to his departure from the group, as well as the s*xual allegations surrounding him! this is not okay at all, and it is quite literally disgusting behvior. i am happy that he was kicked out so quickly, which means they do have evidence. always stand by the victims and believe them first.

HAECHAN

MARK

like it 's magnetic

JOHNNY

― DREAM

MARK ( see 127 )

HAECHAN ( see 127 )

JAEMIN

JISUNG

JENO

RENJUN

CHENLE

― WAYV

KUN

TEN

XIAOJUN

YANGYANG

WINWIN

HENDERY

[ruwriteshours]

NCT SECTION. ౨ৎ˚⟡.•

✰ MARK LEE

one shot #1: Worth a lie

summary: Always wallowing yourself in self-pity, you start to doubt yourself and you think it's time to end your relationship with Mark with a lie. He'll have no choice but to move on from you. It will work...

✰ HUANG RENJUN

nothing yet...

✰ LEE HAECHAN

one shot #1: Prove my love (M)

summary: Being used to second choice, what difference does it make when Haechan were to confess. You would be second choice to him too anyways... right?

✰ LEE JENO

series #1: Monsters in my room (M) Pt. I

summary: You didn't know your usual habits would become a huge significant part of your life. With little memories of your past, you are forced to remember to find your missing mother with the help of Jeno, an immortal.

drabble #1: My priority

summary: Giving Jeno the taste of his own medicine when he decided to ignore you for his game.

✰ NA JAEMIN

drabble #1: Where were you? (M)

summary: Your sweet loving boyfriend is always by your side during your bad days. What if one day, he can't be there for one of your worst?

✰ ZHONG CHENLE

nothing yet...

✰ PARK JISUNG

series #1: Chasing pavements (M) Pt. I | Pt. II

summary: In which jisung's derived thoughts leads him to an unlikely arrangement with chenle's sister, where he fucks up (quite literally) when he realises how deep in the feels he has for the girl he is suppose to show disinterest to, in honour of 'BRO CODE'.

✰ OT7

Reaction #1: Running away after confessing to them

✰ MOON TAEIL

nothing yet...

✰ JOHNNY SUH

nothing yet...

✰ LEE TAEYONG

nothing yet...

✰NAKAMATO YUTA

nothing yet...

✰ KIM DOYOUNG

nothing yet...

✰ JUNG JAEHYUN

nothing yet...

✰ KIM JUNGWOO

one shot #1: Room service 101 (M)

summary: You have had enough of the hellhole that is your workplace, opting to leave and book a hotel to get some nice relaxation. Little did you know, that you would soon find a different kind of comfort when your eyes are set on a handsome hotel worker...

✰ OT10

HIT THE BLOCK SERIES: Preview

summary: It seems as if the group can't catch a break; from having those five seconds of fame, to illegal money lendings to financial issues and now... they're studio is destroyed! Someone is out to get them and they're going to make sure that they'll get those bastards, along with making a name for themselves again... by signing a contract to become ballet teachers? Oh boy, how they've officially lost it.

or in other words,

a group of unprofessional dancers tries to manage a ballet class... who would've thought that it will somehow backfires?

coming soon...

©ruwriteshours

[daydreamingyuta]

127 during a Horror Movie

summary: how I think 127 would act like while watching a horror movie with their s/o.

Taeyong & Doyoung:

Before the movie starts, he tells you that he will comfort you if you get scared, but he ends up being the one whose genuinely terrified. Tries to play it cool at first, but as soon as the third jump scare pops up, he grabs your hand to hold. You end up comforting him through the whole movie which, of course you don’t mind because you love your big baby. “It really wasn’t even that scary.” He says as you two walk out of the theater. “No, baby, you were really brave!” “No really I wasn’t scared at all!” He assures you. You pat him on the top of his head, knowing that it’s best to let him think what he wants to think.

Yuta, Jungwoo, Mark & Haechan:

Neither of you gets scared because he just makes out with you the entire movie. Will stop kissing you to sneak a peak at the movie when something interesting is going on, but then gets bored and moves back to you. He literally purposely buys the ticket in advance so that he gets seats in the very last row. “We could have just done this at home and saved $40.” You whisper, as you pull away from the kiss. “It’s considered rude to talk during a movie, y/n.” He jokes, as he leans into you again, in the background a jump scare happens but neither of you notice, too enthralled in each other to pay attention to the movie.

Taeil, Jaehyun & Johnny:

Is genuinely super into the movie until he notices that you are kinda scared. He puts his arm around you to comfort you and looks over at you throughout the movie just to check that you’re alright. He would also rub his thumb back and forth on the back of your hand to let you know that he’s right there with you.  “Hey, we can go if it’s too much angel.” He whispers to you. “No, I’m fine really. It was just that one part that kinda got me freaked out.” He plants a sweet kiss on your forehead, “Ok, just let me know if you do want to stop watching, we can leave at any time.” 

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drabble

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tomorrow by together

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