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Hello! Can I request an E’Dawn x chubby reader scenario? I was going through your masterlist and really enjoyed it! ♥️

I FORGOT TO SEND IT BACK! IM SORRY, here it is

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More Of You To Love

Word Count: 1300+

Genre: Fluff

Summary: Some one says an inconsiderate insult that makes you feel upset, so it’s Hyojong to the rescue!

A/N: Hey pals!! Back with a request after a long time! I miss writing but i’ll be honest at the same time I don’t have lots of motivation to do so, I get ideas and then get lazy or distracted, so thank you for bearing with me and being patient! I didn’t quite hit Hyo’s personality, he’s just so unique lol it’s hard to write him, but I hope you still enjoy!!

You lie in bed with the sheets pulled up over your head. Your already quiet whimpering silenced even more by the thick cloth. The words keep replaying through your head.

“You should really stop wearing clothes like that. I can see way too much of...everything.”

It felt like your heart had dropped and never returned to its spot. Although it had been a couple hours since then, you just couldn’t get it out. You could even relay the way she said it, the irritation in her voice. It broke your heart.

You had always been the most critical of your image, that’s how it is for most people. It was hard at times to be even a little confident without feeling like you’d gotten too ahead of yourself. Until this year.

This year you’d broken out of your shell more than ever before. You wore things that you used to think were too unflattering for your figure, just because you found the particular piece cute.

It had been going so well and you felt more excited to show off the new looks everyday. You even became more confident, but now it felt like it had all been ruined. The girl, was in your economics class and had sat by you all year.

She was nauseating. Rude to everyone she saw for reasons unknown or maybe nonexistent. Acting high and mighty, she said whatever she wanted and was negative towards just about anything and anyone. And today you had become her victim.

You heard the door to your room crack open and the voice calling out your name after was familiar too. If you didn’t move, would they know you were Suddenly without warning the covers slowly were being pulled away from your red, raw face. The air hitting it made it feel almost painful. The light made your eyes squint. You could barely make out the person's features, but you had already known who it was by then. Your eyes finally focused on the boy sitting on the edge of your bed.

“Y/N,” he called again more softly than before seeing you in that state, “Tell me what happened.”

“How’d you know I was here?” you said ignoring his request. He instinctively wiped away the tear streaks from your face with gentle pats.

“Your mom told me you seemed upset, and it was Hyojong to the rescue!” he said trying to lift your mood. You actually tried to hold back the smile, but ultimately couldn’t. You hummed in response, you weren’t sure if it was a good or bad thing that he was there. You had originally wanted to be alone, but felt very comforted by his presence.

“You wanna talk about it later?” he asked, “You seem pretty shaken up still.”

You nodded slowly and he went to get up to leave. You reacted quickly grabbing his fingers in an attempt to make him stay.

“You don’t have to leave though,” you almost whispered, “My head hurts from crying and I feel exhausted. Will you stay until I go to sleep?” His eyes seemed surprised at first, but softened as he sat close again. His back was propped against the headboard and you moved to lay your head on the pillow he had moved into his lap.

You just barely remember the feeling of his hands combing through your hair before you had passed out.

You opened your eyes meeting his instantly. He jumped trying to look away quickly. His face was close and you could see his flushed cheeks.

“Don’t stare while I’m sleeping, you creep,” you frowned.

“Hey, I wasn’t I-I just happened to look,” he stuttered out obviously guilty. You got off the bed to get ready. You put on casual clothes, no makeup just a freshly washed face and your hair out of your face. You didn’t feel like trying anymore. You thought sleeping on it would make the rude comment erase from your mind but it seemed to only weigh on you more.

You went downstairs to eat breakfast and saw Hyojong making something. You guessed he probably went home to change and came back after complaining they had no food at home. It was a normal routine for the both of you, you had been best friends and neighbors for so long. Your mom ran in from her bedroom grabbing her things off the counter.

“Hey you guys!! Have a good day! There are some microwaveable pancakes in the freezer!” she said rushing out the door, you assumed she was running late again. Hyojong shot finger guns at you while smiling happily to find food and pulled open the freezer door grabbing the pancakes.

“Make me two!” you tell him as you walk over to sit on the living room couch. Once finished he brought the plate over and sat beside you. You grabbed the fork, cutting it up. As you lifted it to your mouth you paused recalling that comment from yesterday. You set it back down.

“What?” he asks with a mouth full, “Was there a hair or something?”

“I’m not that hungry actually,” you mumble and lean back into the pillows.

“What do you mean? You are always up for food!”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” you get up annoyed, glaring at him. You grab the plate putting it on the counter in the kitchen.

“What did I say?” you hear him ask. You stomp your way upstairs to your room. He goes up after you. You grab your backpack and hold your shoes. “What’s wrong? You seem upset again.”

Just then your stomach growls.

“See! I knew you were hungry!”

“Am not!” you tell back at him.

“Yes, you are! You can’t deny a grumble!”

“It wasn’t from hunger!”

“Why won’t you eat?!”

“BECAUSE I WILL KEEP GAINING!” you say crying at your breaking point now.

“What? What are you talking about?” you don’t reply and just wipe the tears away. You sit down on your bed dropping your shoes and bag. “Is this all about yesterday?”

You don’t answer, but that’s just an indication that it was correct. He stood in front of you now.

“Tell me what happened.” So you did and even though you’ve always told him everything, you struggled. You felt so vulnerable because you had not only told him about the rude remark, but your own feelings about your image too. It was difficult and frustrating.

“Y/N,” he had your head on his chest and he was patting your back in a methodical way.

“She’s a bitch, ignore her. You rock the style, who the fuck cares what she says? She's just insecure, that’s why she wears the same outfit everyday. If she something again, let me know, I will take care of it,” he was saying everything on his mind to make you smile and feel comforted, And for what it’s worth, I think you’re really beautiful.”

“I’ve never seen you so cheesy, ugh,” you complain laying back on the bed, but couldn’t help the blushing.

“I’m being serious, and I’ve seen you at your worst,” he put emphasis on the last word.

“Shut up!” You giggled pushing him with your socked foot. He grabbed it and pulled you down to bed and began tickling you.

“Don’t touch me with your nasty foot,” he said through both your laughter combined. You tried telling him to stop in broken sentences.

You finally got a grip on both his hands putting him to a stop. Both of you were breathing hard. He looked at you through his blonde bangs, you reached up brushing them away gently. He grabbed your hand halfway. And you could swear he had glanced at your lips. After a couple seconds you both got up awkwardly.

“Stop it!” you said in unison, both pointing fingers at the other.

“Me stop? What did I do?”

“You keep flirting with me!”

“What the?? When did I?” And there you went back to bickering like the best friends you were. Not sure if you really had feelings for that fool, but your friendship came first for the both of you.

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Question

would you like it if we did some kind of summary or description or theme type thing before our stories?

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Did you put a 1975 reference in "Be Lazy"? Or maybe you don't know who they are and Im over thinking it.

That writer isn’t here anymore to answer but I do recall that i think she listened to them, so she probably did!! (I don’t so I honestly am clueless..)

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update

Hey guys! All of the admins are working on fics right now so look forward to those request :))

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Lost Focus

Word Count: 591

Genre: Fluff

A/N: This is just a short, cute fluff! A big congrats to Hansol for his debut I wish him the best of luck for many years!! We are working hard on the requests, hope to get them out very soon!! - Admin Spring

You had met him from a friend and you two hit it off really well. You texted constantly and when you saw each other at the next get together he gained enough courage and asked you for a first.

Today was the day and you had gotten up earlier than normal. You did your usual routine and then started to get ready. You had hours to spare but because of your eagerness you started getting ready early. Once done you took a seat on the edge of your bed waiting for his text to say he had arrived.

RING DING DONG ‘OH SHIT’ you thought as you flew up from the bed.

You realized that you had taken a short power nap while waiting. You looked in the mirror putting your hair back into place and headed for the door.

Once you opened it, your heart began racing again just at the sheer sight of him. Your quick heart was coupled with red cheeks when you noticed the bouquet of babies breath in his hand.

“Hansol, oh my gosh, are these for me?” He nodded shining a bright smile as you went inside with him following in tow. You got a vase from below your sink, filling it with water, and plopped it in. You set it on the counter before turning to him.

“You ready to go?” he says with a happy tone.

“Of course!” you say taking the hand he had held out for you. This was a first date and since you were both college students on a budget you told him you wanted to go somewhere simple. So he decided to take you on the cute cliche coffee date.

“Are these both together?” the barista asked. Before you could respond and say you would pay for your own-

“Yes,” he said then turning to only you, “You know the guy should always pay for the lovely girl.”

You ordered your drinks and he had decided to add two sandwiches and a cookie to the bill. Then he led you to a seat that was over by the windows. You wanted to hold for your drinks to be done before beginning on the sandwiches. So you sat together and started up a conversation over everything.

Nothing was awkward between you two and he was comfortable enough that while talking he had reached over to hold your hand across the table. It had progressed to both of your hands being intertwined with his.

He stared at you so sweetly as you talked away. He had even placed a couple soft kisses on your knuckles at one point. He was so endearing and you couldn't be happier to be with him, even at a place as simple as starbucks you felt like the luckiest person in the world.

“Excuse me, are you Hansol?” the man sitting at a nearby table asked.

“Uh yes...why?”

“Your drinks are ready, the lady has been calling you for some time now. He stood up quickly in surprise and retrieved the drinks from where they sat on the counter. You could see him giving her a polite thank you and sorry. He came back over smiling again.

He was nearing your seat instead of his own. He leaned down and placed a kiss on your cheek before sitting down. Your hand flew to your red cheek and you stared at him with a happy surprised smile.

“I guess I was so lost in your eyes that I all I could focus on was you.”

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are u writing for 24k?pleaseeeee

I’m so sorry but we don’t :(The admins don’t know enough to comfortably write about them

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Hii how are you? What was your favourit Nct Comeback this year ?

Spring: Touch - Nct 127; i have been waiTING for a soft concept, i was so happy watching (ignoring the unequal screentime/lines,,don’t get me sTArted)Summer: Go - Nct Dream; she loves the dreamies and it shocked & wowed herFall: Boss - Nct U

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Are you guys comfortable writing about heavy topics? I mean like mental health etc. ?

yes, we can write stuff like that!! that was very considerate of you to ask btw!! ❤️- Admin Spring

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Stranger (Gang AU)

Gang AU

Word Count: 2426

This is our first AU on our blog!!! I put Monsta X and Seventeen in here as separate gangs. This story will have another part so I hope everyone can look forward to it.  Thank you for all your support!! 

Admin Fall ♥

You walk the streets of downtown, Melbourne. Quick clacks sound from your black boots and a small swish is heard from your jacket bottom. That morning you were preparing to interview for a job at a growing fashion brand.

“Sorry due to unforeseen circumstances, we must postpone your interview. We apologize for the inconvenience and we will notify you of your future meeting time. Thank you for understanding. Please contact us if you have any questions.” -Team Manager

You were both relieved and upset. You quickly shot a text to your friends and asked to meet up. They responded back and agreed to meet you. Now currently, you were fighting with your hair and struggling to keep yourself comfortable. The hot weather made you feel sticky and your fashionable gray jacket didn’t help. The scenery changed from towering skyscrapers to quaint businesses. The smell of gas and freshly cooked food filled the streets. You entered a small bakery and walked to the table you regularly sat at. Your two friends already sat in their usual spots with a coffee and pastry in hand. They ordered yours and waved excitedly to you.

“Y-Y\N” one of them said in between laughs. “Y/F/N just- she slid the whole way to the counter.”

You didn’t completely understand but began laughing because they were.

“Hey! I just slipped! And it’s not like you haven't before.”

You started to make fun of each other, remembering past memories. You hadn’t noticed how much your hands were clenched until they you finally relaxed. You set down your black folder filled with your application and designs. Time passed quickly and before you knew it, your friends were leaving for work.

“Alright Y/N, we’ll see you later.”

You three hugged each other goodbye. You decided to run to the bathroom. You finished and remembered your black folder still sat on the table. You quickly picked it up and made your way back home. When you returned home you walked to your office to see if any new orders came in. You ran a small online store to promote your designs. You slapped down your folder and opened the computer. You found your inbox empty so you decided to design something to catch the public’s eye. You flipped your folder open to find bank statements and compromising pictures in place of fashion designs. You laughed awkwardly to yourself and closed the folder, hoping for it to magically change. When you opened it back up and found the same documents inside, it caused your stomach to flip further.

“Wh-what is this?!” you shot a text to your friends and continued to freak out.

They texted you back frantically and told you to turn it in to the police. You concluded that would be the first thing you would do in the morning. Now the folder looked more like a new mystery then a trap. Your curiosity fought your fear and won. You searched through the folder and determined it was full of blackmail. The individual was a big time CEO who dabbled in the black market. His name was so well-known it even shocked you.

“Yoon Jeonghan” you whispered like a revelation.

That was enough for you. You collapsed onto your bed but your mind kept wandering back to those papers. How did you even get them. Did someone mistake your folder for theirs? Your thoughts became quiet and you were able to fall asleep.

You woke up the next morning to your alarm and checked your phone for any notifications. You noticed there was no text from your to-be employer and you groaned in frustration. The bed felt overly comfortable and you knew you were forgetting something. The night before flooded back into memory and your body shot from the bed. You quickly slipped into some casual clothes and threw your hair into a ponytail.  Your feet carried you to the office and there sat the daunting black folder. You picked it up and started to flip it in your hands. It felt heavier than yesterday.

Your neighborhood is crime free and the streets are relatively clean. You walk to the police station since it's located close. The sun warmed your back and the wind tousled your hair. The weather couldn’t be any more perfect. The sound of screeching tires and fast movement caught your attention. A hand gripped your shoulder and pulled you back. You slammed your feet into the ground and rocked your head into the attackers chin. You knew a bruise would be there tomorrow if you survived this. Your loud scream pierced the air but a hand muffled your cry.

“Shut up! Just get her in!”

Two more large men rushed from the unseen vehicle and restrained you. Your eyes welled with tears as your heart nearly pounded out of your chest. You knew what normally happened to others and you didn’t want to become another statistic. You fought with everything you had. Your arms swung with no direction and your feet kicked whatever they could. Somehow you knew that if the car doors closed everything would be over.

“Wait don’t!-“

You heard before pain filled your head and darkness took over your vision.

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You curled your body seeking warmth. Your head held a pounding headache and the crick in your back didn’t help. You tried to prop yourself up but a stinging sensation stopped you. You turned your head to find your hands and feet wrapped tightly in ropes.

“Awake finally?”

The voice startled you. You saw a man in the same position as you but he looked far worse. His face was covered in bruises and his wrist were raw from rope burn. His clothes were rags and the top of his collar was covered in dried blood.

“Where are we?” You ask looking around.

“A warehouse… most likely in Shanghai.”

You pause and a moment of silence passes.

“China?!” You scream back in shock.

He nods and looks straight at you.

“Maybe not but I wouldn’t be surprised.”

“Who are you?” You ask.

A loud screech stops your conversation and light pours into the room. A man dressed in a crisp black suit confidently strides into the room. His eyes run over the two of you like a hawk. He tucks his hands into his pockets and he smirks to himself. Your body froze and your legs involuntarily shake.

“Y/N, don’t say anything and try to not be noticeable.” The beaten up man whispers.

The man spared you one last look and turns away. You blink and wonder what could be going on. How did this guy know your name? The hawk-like man noticed your small interaction

“Y/N.”

He draws out your full name which makes you feel uncomfortable. He turns his head and looks at the beaten up man

“and Sohn Hyunwoo.”

The well dressed man quickly walks to Hyunwoo and grips his hair.

“W-woah no, stop!” you yell attempting to help Hyunwoo.

He glances at you then glares at the man harming him.

“To think I didn’t even have to find you. You came straight to me.”

He threw Hyunwoo to the floor then turned his attention to you. His piercing look was not normal. He looked deadly and not someone you wanted to mess with. It felt like he was in front of you in a second. Recognition flicked in your eyes. This is the man from the folder. Jeonghan towered over your sitting body and you wished to just sink into the floor.

“It seems like you messed with something you shouldn’t have.”

He slipped a knife from his pocket and your eyes widened in horror.

“No.”

You pushed your feet out in a attempt to kick him. His whole body suddenly rocked to left and Hyunwoo stood in his place. He slid Jeonghan’s knife to you and pounced onto his body.

“Cut the rope and run!”

He screamed as he tried to fight off the CEO. You cut the ties on your feet then moved to your hands. You stopped to look at Hyunwoo feeling a sense of helplessness you never had before.

“I said run!” He repeated.

You couldn’t believe you were about to do this for a stranger. You sucked in your fear and tried to help Hyunwoo. You kicked Jeonghan as hard as you could.

“You b-!” He yelled while cradling his knee.

You cut off Hyunwoos ties as fast you could. The echoing sound of feet and yelling could be heard in the distance.

“Go go!” Hyunwoo grabbed your hand and began to run.

“Comon’ Chan stop him!”

A small brown haired man stood in front of you two with a gun. A loud bang sounded but neither of you were hit. He was a bad shot. Hyunwoo was close enough to disarm the man and send him to the floor. Five other guys stood in the entrance. One looked like a martial artists with his black nunchucks in hand. Hyunwoo shot at the group and they dispersed.

Two boys came from the outside “Hyunwoo over here.”

For the first time you saw the stranger smile. It enchanted you for a second but time didn’t agree. A large man who looked like a bodybuilder ran past the two of you and took out the ones in pursuit. You met up with a tall lanky man. “The vans around the back. Hurry.” He said pointing in the direction. You found a large black van with a small built man and another average sized man beside him.

“Changkyun the others are still at the entrance.”

Hyunwoo rushes you inside and slams the van door closed. He grips your shoulders and stares into your eyes.

“Listen to me carefully. No matter what happens stay down and if you have to run… Don’t look back.”

You nodded.

“Why are you helping me?”

Hyunwoo paused for a moment.

“Maybe someday Y/N.”

He uses his thumb to wipe the dirt from your cheek. Your breath hitches. He took one more look at you then moved to the front of the van.

Jooheon drove to the front of the warehouse and picked up the rest of the guys.

“Where’s Kihyun?!” Changkyun yelled.

“He said he’d meet up with us later.” Minhyuk responded.

Everyone loaded in and ducked down. Not long after another van was chasing yours. Gunshots rang in the air and goosebumps covered your body.

“Agh!” Hyunwoo fell to the floor and blood seeped through his torso.

You crawled to his body and called the rest of the guys over.

“Help him!”

You had seen movies but you didn’t know exactly what to do. Hyunwoo cradled his side and pushed your arm away from him.

“I told you to stay back.” He groaned out.

“Move over.”

Hoseok pressed into his side to stop the blood as best as he could.

The gun shots quietened and the van no longer took sharp turns. You pulled into an old run down neighborhood. The boys opened the van door and rushed Hyunwoo inside. You followed behind silently and watched over Hyunwoo. The inside didn’t look as run down as the outside had. Hoseok and Changkyun took Hyunwoo to a backroom and Hyungwon followed behind with a large bag and a pair of gloves. You awkwardly sat on the floral couch and squeezed your hands together.

“So who are you?” Jooheon asked.

“Uh... my name is Y/N.”

“I mean what do you have to do with all of this?” He used his hands to emphasize his point.

“I think it’s because…” you relayed that you had accidently taken home a black folder full of blackmail.

The guys doubted you at first but started to believe your story.

“So why is Hyunwoo involved?” You ask.

“I don’t know. He’s been in hiding for years but he finally revealed himself.”

The boys paused and looked at you suspiciously.

“What?”

“Nothing.” They said in unison.

Hyunwoo woke up and didn’t say much about the whole situation. No matter how many questions you asked he refused to answer. You spent about a month with them to let things die down. Minhyuk taught you little things like how to fortify your door and how to pick a lock. Hyungwon taught you how to perform emergency first aid and Hyunwoo taught you how to break out of handcuffs. The boys were a lot more fun and didn’t seem as intimidating as the first time you met them. Your time together was coming to an end. Minhyuk drove you back to your house. Your job opportunity was put on hold and you had a lot to explain to your friends and family. Hyunwoo sat in the seat beside you.

“Hey I know you want to tell the world what happened to you but you can’t.”

He kept his attention on the passing cars.

You turned your head to look at him “I probably can guess that but I was just going to tell those close to me.”

His eyes met yours “You shouldn’t do that either unless you want to put them in danger.”

“Not even the police?”

“Definitely not.”

He could tell you had several questions sitting on the tip of your tongue but he shook his head to deter you from asking them.

You sighed heavily “then how am I supposed to explain where i’ve been?”

“I’ll leave that up to you to figure out.”

The van came to a stop and Hyunwoo stepped out first. He looked warily at the surroundings and nothing seemed out of place. He motioned for you to come out. The past month rewinded itself in your mind. You’d miss Changkyun’s stupid jokes and Jooheon’s weird impressions. All of the guys had such distinct personalities that you couldn’t find anywhere else. Minhyuk made his way from the driver’s side and enveloped you in a hug.

“Be safe alright?”

“Mhmm” you nodded pulling away.

Hyunwoo thought for a moment then opened his arms. You smiled and wrapped your arms around him.

“Make sure you stay aware of your surroundings and don’t pick up anymore unknown folders.”

“Trust me. I’ll check from now on.” You laughed softly and pulled away.

“I’ll see you guys later!” you started to walk to your door.

Hyunwoo waved and dropped his arm. A sad smile filled his features. A heaviness took over his chest as he watched your figure pass through the door frame.

“I hope you don’t.”

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Be Lazy

Be Lazy

Word Count: 539

Genre: fluff

~Admin Winter

“Good morning.” you hear the deep morning voice of your boyfriend, Johnny, waking you up. He brushes a strand of hair behind your ear before wrapping his arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him so that he can place several small kisses all over your face.

“Good morning.” You reply snuggling deeper into his chest.

He rubs comforting circles in your back only causing you to get sleepier.

“Can we go back to bed now?” You whine

Johnny kisses the top of your head, “Let's eat first, yeah?”

You groan in reply, not bothering to move. Johnny pulls away from your body and you pull the blankets over you trying to make up for the loss of Johnny's body warmth.

You try to get a few more hours of sleep, but Johnny wasn't allowing that. He scoops you up into his arms carrying you bridal style into his kitchen, gently placing you on one of the chairs at the table.

You try to rub the sleep out of your eyes as you let out a long yawn, and you can hear Johnny laughing at your tired state.

“It's cold.” you complain, laying your head down on the kitchen table.

Johnny doesn't hesitate in removing his white sweater and pulling it over your head, leaving him clad in grey sweatpants.

You blush even though this was nothing new and he turns back around to finish making breakfast.

You bounce in and out of sleep trying to hold conversation with Johnny, when finally he slides a plate of pancakes in front of you.

Your eyes light up and you immediately dive into the delicious food. When you finish Johnny picks up your plate and puts it in the sink.

He walks back over to you and grabs your hand, “Come here, I wanna show you something.”

He leads you to the grand piano in his musicroom urging you to sit down at the bench before joining you.

He pushes his glasses higher up on his face before gently pressing the keys of the piano. His smooth voice ringing through the apartment. His soft locks of brown hair falling over his sharp features.

You smile in awe at your boyfriend's talent. How can someone be so beautiful yet so unaware?

When he finishes you instantly shower him in compliments.

“You really liked it?” He asks

“Well duh!” you reply

It made you upset at how insecure could be at some times, but that only made you want to give him more love.

You wrapped your arms around him tightly, “I love you Johnny.”

“Huh? I love you too.” he replies surprised at your sudden affection, a wide smile breaking out into his face causing his eyes to crinkle up at the corners.

“You still wanna go back to bed?” he laughs.

“When do I not?”

Johnny stands up from the piano bench and you follow behind him into the living room.

He puts a movie in the DVD player before laying down on the couch. He opens his arms for you and you gladly join him.

He snaked his arms around your waist and buries his head in the crook of your neck, placing a few kisses there. “Goodnight sweetheart.”

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Hi i want to ask for a request.. Doyoung of NCT.. He is a very famous student, smart and a member of NCT he has a avid fan who always give him gifts which annoys him, he said something harsh and told her to not see him again she really did and only spent time with Taeyong her best friend it made DY jealous and he do not want to admit it so TY and other NCT members goes with a plan that would make Doyoung confess and he did. And they start dating.The End. Hope to see this as one of your story.😍

just posted! Sorry for the wait but we have finally finished all of our requests like we said we would!! Anticipate requests to be open again soon :)

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Just Wow

Word Count: 1406

Genre: Angst/Fluff

Requested by: ♦ dydoyoung ♦

I hope you have fun reading this! :))

Admin Fall ♥

Doyoung’s sophomore year of college started out well. He was easily acing his classes and helping other students with their work. Finals were approaching and the teachers began passing out reviews.

“Doyoung~ can you help me study?” A girl sitting next to him asked.

He sighed thinking about all the people he agreed to help with studying. He had always been asked but after his group, NCT, blew up, everyone started to ask him for help. He started to think maybe some people didn’t truly need help with their studying. This girl to his left was no exception.

She fluttered her eyelashes and lightly touched his shoulder.

“Please?”

He gathered his books  and stood up.

“Sorry but I don’t have much time. I’m already helping a few others.”

“Wa-!”

Doyoung didn’t hear the rest because he had made his way out of the classroom. He could already feel the stress of finals week. He went to his next class. He gathered the review but this time a few more people asked him for help.

“Sorry I really can’t.”

Each was a little more persistent than the last. For lunch, he stopped at a small cafe on campus. He studied a bit of everything and a section of math stumped him. No matter what he couldn’t get this problem right. It was like he could almost understand it but not quite.

“Hey isn’t that Doyoung?”

“The one from NCT?”

The whispers crowded the small cafe and it soon felt suffocating. Doyoung grabbed his pack and slipped out the front door. Everywhere he went, it felt like others were watching him. By the time the school day was over, Doyoung was exhausted. He picked up his bags and made his way to the front of the college.

“Doyoung!”

He felt himself tense up at the familiar voice. You stood in front of him, holding out a stuffed animal. It was a small, white bunny. He clenched his drink in his hand and could hear the words leave his mouth before he could stop them.

“How many times do I have to tell you to leave me alone?!”

You pulled the bunny back and receded a step, “O-Oh i’m sorry.”

Doyoung continued ranting, “ No i’ve told you over and over to not get me gifts.”

He paused for a moment and took in a deep breath.

“And you keep doing it! Why can’t you just listen to me? If your not going to respect my feelings then don’t come near me.” he stressed.

You could feel your ears burn and others looking at you.

A lump formed in your throat, “I’m sorry. I’ll just… go.”

You thought to yourself about how you could be so stupid. Your feet carried you to the hangout of your bestfriend Taeyong. He was practicing for the new song NCT was going to release. He caught your eye in the practice room mirror and knew instantly something was wrong.

“Y/N what’s going on?”

He picked up his sweat towel and rushed over to look you over. Taeyong was your best friend who you could tell everything to. He never judged and always offered words of comfort. He also knew you had a long standing crush for Doyoung.

“I’m pretty sure Doyoung hates me,” you choked out.

Taeyong patted your back, “i’m sure he’s just having a bad day. Don’t worry about it too much!”

You purse your lips and shake your head.

“I don’t know he seemed really mad, and he told me to leave him alone.”

Taeyong shook his head, “if only you saw what I saw.”

He stood up and grabbed your shoulders. You wondered what he was doing before he rapidly shook you.

“Taeyong cut it out!” you yelled punching him in the chest.

“Get out of your own head and just trust me. When have I ever been wrong?”

“Many times.”

“Well not this one just follow my lead.”

You walked to college with Taeyong. You wondered what was up with him getting up so early. The front gates were in view and so was Doyoung. He was doing his normal coffee run and caught your eyes. You felt your face flame and lips tremble with shame. Doyoung noticed Taeyong by your side. Taeyong slipped his arm around your waist and pressed a kiss to your forehead.

Your whole body froze, “Taeyong what on earth are you doing?”

Your mood changed from shock to disgust. Your hand flew out but met only air.

“I’ll be back to pick you up, sweetheart!”

“I hope you aren’t!” you yelled back.

You noticed Doyoung looking at the two of you. Once he noticed you looking, he turned away.  

At lunch, Taeyong picked you up.

“Why did you do that this morning?” you asked instantly.

“I have my reasons.” he answered smugly.

“You’re not…” you trailed off, backing away.

Taeyong rose an eyebrow then shook his head “No no no. It’s not what you think.”

You looked at him suspiciously and made sure to keep a safe distance from him.

“Hey really.”

You started to realize a pattern in Taeyong’s behavior. Anytime you were by Doyoung he would put on this weird act then stop when you were alone. This went on for a few days and you were starting to get annoyed with his little ‘plan’.

“Taeyong I don’t think it’s working.”

You stated while looking over his lines for NCT’s new song.

“Nope I think it’s working just fine. Hey anyway everybody's getting together tonight. Wanna come?”

You leaned back in your chair and thought for a moment “yeah why not.”

The night approached quickly and the two of you arrived at an arcade. The guys were standing in the center and greeted you happily. Doyoung waited for you to greet him but the moment never came. You still felt too embarrassed to even look at him. He tried to catch your attention in small ways but you failed to notice. Taeyong led you from game to game and casted glances behind himself. You two started to play DDR.

“I’m gonna kick your butt.”

You smirked and slid your coin into the machine.

“We’ll see.”

Taeyong cheekily answered back. Doyoung couldn’t stand it anymore. He rushed up to the machine and grabbed your arm.

“Hey W-!” your feet stumble beneath you and your breath catches in your throat.

“Doyoung?!” you manage to squeak out.

He drags you outside and releases his grip on you slowly. His shoulders are shaking and his head is dipped passed his shoulders. He turns his back to you.

“Doyoung, are you ok?” you gingerly ask and lightly lay your hand on his shoulder.

“Y/N i’m seriously sorry.”

“For what?”

He spins his body around to face you.

His hand gently holds the one that left his shoulder, “I yelled at you and said some awful things.”

You shook your head, “no i’m sorry for not respecting your boundaries.”

Doyoung momentarily stopped to think. He seemed to hesitate but pulled your body to his. You felt your heart hammer in your chest.

“And i’m sorry for so much more. You’ve always been so nice but I-” he swallowed. “I’ve treated you so wrong.”

He squeezed you tighter, “anytime i’ve needed someone to cheer me up, you’re there. Your smile and laugh are always what I need to make my day better.”

You couldn’t believe what you were hearing.

“Don’t say anymore.”

Doyoung’s arms loosen, “I can understand why you’re angry.”

He dejectedly moves back but your hands catch his forearms. His eyes bore into yours and a moment of courage caused you to press your lips to his. He moved his hands up to cup your face and you settled your hands on his chest. The stunned silence between the two of you was broken by your own laughs.

“Wow.”

“Wow?”

“Yep just wow.”

He moved his hands into your hair and gently stroked it.

“What are you doing?” You ask studying him.

He smiles,” just something i’ve wanted to do for a long time.”

You felt a giddiness rise in your chest.

“So what about the others?” you ask.

“They can wait. I’m not giving up this moment because I don’t know when i’ll get another one.”

He leaned his head down and pressed his lips to yours again. This night would definitely be one to remember.

You’ll have to thank Taeyong later.

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HI!! Can you do a reaction for day6 and NCT 127 + Jeno for their gf being tall and american? I love the blog btw!!

You can find the Day6 reaction here :) We might do the rest but in future we ask you request one group at a time :))