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Undeserving Rose is so good!!! I loved it, it's written beautifully 👏🏻💗💗

THANK YOU SO MUCHHHHH!!! IM SO HAPPY Y’ALL ENJOYED IT 😭😭

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Undeserving Rose

Pairing: Jaehyun and OC

Genre: Angst & Fluff

Summary: Jung Jaehyun is a rose in the hands of those who have no intentions of keeping him. 

It took you years of growth to realize that people can’t understand you well unless you use words. Unlike others, you’ve mastered that talent. You have that self-created sixth sense. To you, it doesn’t take much to read someone’s face. You can sense a fake smile or a call for help through a simple blank stare. 

You saw the tall boy around campus often. You first noticed him last semester as he sat in the back corner of the accounting class you guys shared. He never participated in class and you’d often find him dozing off during the lecture. 

It’s the start of the new semester and you roamed the halls of the business school to find a place to sit while you waited for your next lecture. You noticed his familiar figure sitting by himself at a table and you hesitated to ask to occupy the seat across from him.

You don’t know his name. Nor his age, not even his major. You don’t know his story but one thing you did know is he gave off an odd aura. Not one that made you want to avoid him but rather one that made you intrigued. You carefully approached him and asked if you could sit with him. He had earphones in but managed to look up at you with a blank stare. Without saying a word, he nodded and returned to writing in his notebook.

You couldn’t help but desire to get to know this kid. To be honest, you’ve never seen him talk to anyone on campus. It seemed as if he would show up for class and then disappear while everyone else interacted and built friendships. A part of you felt a sense of similarity to him. The both you sat in silence as the livelihood of the new semester continued around you. You pretended to occupy yourself by rereading the syllabus for your next class on your laptop. Every now and then you’ll glance at the boy as he wrote in silence. You didn’t know what he was writing but you stared at the way he was so unbothered by his surroundings. He didn’t even care to converse with you or glance to see what you were up to. It was just him and his pen, lost in his notebook.

You quickly broke your stare when he abruptly put down his pen and silently gathered his things. You contemplated saying something to him as you watched him swing his backpack over his shoulder and he silently left the table without a word. Normally, behaviors like his would irritate you as it gave off rude intentions. However, it felt like he had a story to tell but nobody to tell it to. You don’t want to be nosy but it’s a risk you’re willing to take.

You didn’t expect that exact setting to be a routine for the rest of the semester but here you are sitting across from Jaehyun as he laid on his arm while writing in his notebook. 

Jung Jaehyun. 

That was the boy’s name. After a couple of times of asking to sit with him, you stopped asking. Instead, you started conversations with him. He wasn’t very talkative and being an observant person, it seemed to you that he was better in writing than speaking. He could write for hours and it seemed like he never ran out of ideas. The only time he would stop writing was to pull a snack out of his backpack to recharge. Despite his intimidating exterior, he seemed so innocent as he munched away and continued to write. 

As the semester progressed, it became a habit for you to not come to the table empty handed. When you stopped by the vending machines, you would get two snacks. When you went to the coffee shop, you’d warm up each hand with freshly brewed cups of coffee. You could tell he appreciated the gesture even though he didn’t say much nor smile. He would briefly look up from his writing as you handed up a snack or coffee and he’d quietly say, “thank you.” 

It took several months until he begin to open up. Of course, you still don’t know much about him but you know the basics now. He made an effort to ask you how your day was going or what you had planned for the rest of the day. He even helped you out on some assignments and paused his writing when you joined him at the table. You learned that he writes because he’s not the best at expressing his emotions. He told you he writes about whatever comes to his mind and it allows him to sort through his thoughts rather than overthink. One thing he didn’t tell you about was that for the past few months, each page was written about you. For you. 

                                      __________________________

You smiled contently as you walked out the doors of your last final. It’s finally the end of the semester and you had another reason to celebrate. Jaehyun actually agreed to hang out with you outside of school. You asked him several times throughout the semester but he always declined and to your surprise, he initiated the hangout today. Even though you guys didn’t spend time together outside of school, the past few months have allowed you guys to grow a lot closer. 

After getting some food and talking endlessly, he asked if you were okay if he took you to one last place before ending the night. He ended up taking you two to a lookout mountain where the view of the city was breathtaking. The two of you got out of the car and sat on his hood while watching the sunset. You took in the moment and let yourself get lost in the city’s beauty. Your train of thought was broken when you heard Jaehyun get up and grab something from the trunk.

He hesitated as he returned to his spot and glanced at you before handing you his notebook. You stare at his outreached hand as the sun reflected off the cover of the notebook. You carefully take it out of his hand as he puts both hands in his front pockets. He brings his attention to you and gives you a reassuring smile.

“I don’t want to make you wait a lifetime to get to know me. I know I’m not the best with words but I think you deserve to know my story.”

He continues to smile at you and then pushes himself off of his car. He asks you if you’re ready to go and you silently nod. In a sense you felt guilty, you were purely shocked but you didn’t want to make him feel like you were impatient. The car ride home was filled with soft music yet your thoughts were overpowering. Before long, he pulls up to your driveway. You ask him one more time if he’s sure and reiterate that you don’t want to force him out of his comfort zone. He replies with a low chuckle while nodding. He tells you to have a good night and slowly pulls away from your driveway.

You felt the urge to cry while reading through the pages of his notebook. His pages were filled with pain and heartbreak. He poured his emotions into each pen stroke and you felt so hopeless unwinding his story. That was when you settled onto the page that began to discuss you. As the notebook progressed, he only wrote about you. You felt so confused as you didn’t realize how your simple gestures and efforts made him find comfort. He felt warmth and the feeling that his existence was actually noticed for the first time in a while.

You reached for your phone to give him a call, you desired to hear his voice. You continued to reread the last few sentences on the last page that he wrote as you patiently wait for him to answer:

“I’ve never felt such happiness in my life. I’m so thankful for you. Thank you for teaching me how to love.”

-Jung Jaehyun

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I'm in love with your scenarios, they're lovely. Keep writing, please. You're doing an amazing job ♡

HELLOOOOOO, I’M SO SORRY FOR BEING LATE BUT THANK YOUUUUUU

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I AM BACK OR WUTEVER

HELLO PEOPLEEEE,

It NeoCultureTaeKookiesssss! I’ve been incognito for like...2 years LOL but I AM BACK! I’m sorry y’all, I got into EDM and fell out of kpop for a while but you know, NCT really put me in my place LMAOOOOO

I hope you all are doing well and message me if you guys have a request! I’ll try my best to be active!

But I’m ready so ESKETITTTTTTT, also Mark has competition cuz um Lucas

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NeoCultureTaeKookie’s Mobile Masterlist

Jungkook:

All I Need (Angst+Paranormal)

Gifts For The Girlfriend (Fluff)

Kang Daniel:

College (Fluff)

Mark Lee:

Hidden Lyrics (Fluff)

Aligned (Fluff)

Royalty (Fluff)

Video Gamer (Fluff)

Taeyong:

Tranquility (Slight angst+fluff)

Flirty Taeyong (Fluff)

Vernon:

Car Breakdown (Fluff)

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Kang Daniel College Scenario

Pairing: Kang Daniel and OC

Genre: Fluff

So the semester just started

Which means everyone and I mean EVERYONE relies on public transport during this time

You sat in traffic for about 20 minutes trying to park to get to the train which hella pissed you off

Anyways, you finally got a parking spot and super sped walked 

When you got there, it was packed and you had to hold onto the railing right beside the door

The train chimed to signal it was about to close the doors when you saw a dude running towards you like his life depended on it

You already felt like a sardine in the train but you felt bad for the guy since it was the start of the school-year and it would suck to be late so you stuck you hand out to prevent the doors from closing

He reached the train doors and squeezed his way in

With the amount of people in the train, he had to put his arm around your shoulder to hold onto the railing

Talk about personal space cuz gurl, it doesn’t exist in this scenario lmao

So this dude looks down at you and thanks you but he does it while breathing super heavily between each word cuz he’s out of breath

And you just smile and say “no problem” cuz you find the whole scenario pretty amusing and DID I MENTION HE IS GORGEOUS??

Anywho, y’all continue riding the train and you’re minding your own business but you can’t help but notice he KEEPS LOOKING AT CHU??

Like hello yes

And every time you look back at him to see if he was gonna say something, he just smiles shyly and looks down

So you’re like:

Also, you notice he keeps letting go of the railing and shaking his hand 

(CUZ HE’S NERVOUS AND GOT CLAMMY HANDS BRO)

The train drops y’all off and you guys head your separate ways but little did you know, homeboy thinks you’re his soulmate or something

All you care about is finding your class but he’s frantically texting his homies about you

So fast forward 4 classes

Now you’re waiting at the station to go home and surprise surprise

So is the boy

And he’s trying to be low-key about how excited he is to see you again but it’s purdy obvious

He decides to take his shot and approach you with one hand in his pocket, looking all smooth

But then some skateboarder skates in front of him real quick, throwing him off guard

So he freezes in place, SHOOK AF

And you try to pretend to be occupied with something else to make him less embarrassed even though you witnessed the whole thing lol

Then he does that stupid thing that all boy’s do where he scratches the back of his neck and laughs it off

He then goes, “Hey, I didn’t get a chance to properly thank you earlier! I’m Daniel by the way.”

Cue the eye smile

And unintentionally, them butterflies be dancing in your stomach and you automatically feel bubbly

But you shut that down real quick cuz

You don’t fuck with the devil.

This becomes a routine for the rest of the semester and he’s a major sweetheart which makes it really hard not to fall for him

You guys often meet at the campus library to do homework and study since y’all have the same schedule in terms of time

And he knows your favorite drink and brings it for you every time

And you’re like, “Damn, this kid is a blessing.”

So now it’s coming close to Halloween which means

HALLOWEEN PARTIES BROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

You’re not really a party person because you just find them really draining

Don’t get me wrong, you can really rock a party but honestly, watching people get hella wasted is not really your cup of tea

But one of your closest friend is throwing this party so you think you should probably stop by

You dress up as a referee and head to the party whoop whoop

When you get there, your friend texts you saying he’s in the kitchen and as you head there, you run into Daniel

Who is dressed as a police officer and you’re like ooooooooo damn

You guys both head to kitchen to meet up with your friend and you find a bunch of people doing body shots

Daniel knows you’re not much of a drinker so he asks if you wanna hang out on the balcony instead 

And in your head you’re like, “BLESS UPPPP ThIS KID ROCks MY SoCKS YO”

It’s pretty peaceful on the balcony despite the bass from the music inside 

You’re about to tell him about something weird that happened in one of your classes the other day but he beats you by saying:

“Fuck it. I like you.”

And you awkwardly stare at him with your mouth open...not cuz you shocked or anything because you’ve been getting vibes cuz he’s obvious

But you just didn’t know how to react lol

So the first thing you say is, “You’re drunk.” while pointing at his red solo cup

He replies with, “Actually, I’m not.” And he shows you what’s inside of the cup and you guessed it

He put potato chips in there bro

You still didn’t know what to say so he continues talking

“You don’t have to give me an answer, I just wanted to get it off my chest.” 

So more silence followed and he leans against the railing and eats his potato chips (in a pretty sad manner which is rare for Kang Daniel)

And you’re having a major battle in your head right now because you like him but you’ve been trying to beat your feelings for a while because boys suck lol

But Kang Daniel is an exception

You then join him at the railing and nudge him with your elbow

He looks at you with the saddest puppy eyes and you kinda died a little

You tell him the feelings are mutual and you swore the look on his face is the look that someone makes when they win the lottery

But that disappears in an instant because cocky Daniel comes in play

And he tells you he’s gonna take you to a drive-in theater for your guys first date and seals the deal with a kiss on yo forehead

And that moment, my friend, is when you decided

You were going to fuck with the devil, but this time only.

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Vernon Car Scenario

Pairing: Vernon and OC

Genre: FLuff

So it’s a Friday evening and you’re on campus for a lecture.

The lecture FINALLY finishes and yo ass is already out the door cuz food is more important lmao.

SO you hop into your car and turn on the ignition.

Well, kinda.

Your car won’t turn on :,) YAY (yes this happened to me lmao, this is why I’m writing this)

Now you’re panicking because this is the first time it happened and you don’t know how to jump start a car!

So you’re looking around to see if anyone can help but nobody is close by cuz boo, the lot is dead as hell.

You don’t know how long it’ll be until someone comes to the lot so you decide to walk a block to get food because you’d rather suffer with a full stomach, I feel.

Now you return to your car, sweatin and dying but you got a bag of food in yo hand so life is great fam.

You sit in your car, eating that bomb ass sandwich and then a nice ass black car rolls up next to you.

While eating, you watch as a model status dude gets out and you can’t help but stare. 

All that goes through your head is, “mmmm boo, you come here often ayeeeeeeee. Holla at meh.”

And you keep watching him as he walks farther away and farther and farther...

ANd then you realize

I kinda need him to help me lmao.

So you run out of your car with your cheeks full of food and yell out for him.

He turns around and makes a “Wtfff” face.

You’re like, “shit why did I take that bite before getting out fml.”

But then he shoots you a smile and asks what’s up.

While you struggle to swallow your food, you gesture him to come towards your car.

And when you can properly speak, you explain that your car isn’t turning on and you really need his help to jump start it.

Just keep in mind that your headlights and radio can still turn on, just not the engine (remember this!!)

You have an older SUV which is kinda normal to have issues with.

The thing is, this boy doesn’t know how to jump start cars either because he has a brand new, fancy car and he never really thought this would happen.

But you don’t have to know..

SO he plays it cool and is all like, “Sure thing!”

You grab the cables from your trunk and give it to him while you go back to the drivers seat to open the hood.

Because you’re so distracted, you don’t see him struggling to untangle the cords while trying to ask siri how to jump start a car.

You join him a little to early and he didn’t get a chance to properly google what to connect each metal clip with which part of the engine.

So when you check up on him, he’s acting all swift and connecting the wrong clip to the wrong part of the car but you don’t know that lmao.

From your point of view, he looks like an expert (it’s kinda sexy aye)

But in his mind, he’s like, “fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck”

So he has everything clipped (just not in the right place) and he goes into your car to try turning it on.

The first few times, all that happens is your engine is making a clicking noise.

He then steps on the gas while turning the ignition and boom, yo car is turned on by the sexi boi (and so are you) lmao kill me

BUT REMEMBER WHAT I TOLD YOU TO KEEP IN MIND??

Yes, so your lights and radio work fine and your engine makes a clicking noise when the ignition is turned but it doesn’t turn on.

What does that mean for a old SUV like yours?

It means you ain’t need no jump starting lmao. All you needed to do was step on the gas while turning the key.

Idk why, it’s some gas clog thing but no joke, all you have to do is step on the gas and turn your key.

(This isn’t the case for every car lmao but if you have a 1998 SUV like mine, that’s the solution boo)

Basically, this boy didn’t really do shit to help your car lol

But he thinks he has a 6th sense in cars now and is some amazing panty droppin wizard

And you think he’s a car expert and model or some shit.

So in reality, y’all look stupid (especially with the way he clipped the cords)

But it doesn’t matter because it’s a win-win situation.

You thank him and tell him he saved your life, even though you knew that wasn’t true and he knew that wasn’t true but you can’t help but exaggerate when a hottie is in your car.

So he gets out and say its no problem and then even though he was smooth the whole time, he starts getting fidgety.

And you do too cuz you’re like, “shit, I made him uncomfortable..bruh kill me.”

But then he asks for your number and claims it’s so you can contact him if you need help again.

Lmao okay

Y’all end up texting everyday and you find out his name is Hansol, but he prefers the name Vernon.

A cute name for a cute boi :’)

So weeks later, you call him and tell him your car tire popped and you need his help.

And he says he on his way (he’s only 5 minutes away but doesn’t get there for another 15 cuz he spent 10 minutes researching how to change a tire)

When he gets there, he finds you in your car eating a bag of chips with all 4 tires nice and pumped.

And he’s hella confused.

TBH your tire was never popped in the first place, you just wanted an excuse to see him.

So you tell him to come to the drivers seat window.

And he doesn’t complain and you hand him a concert ticket for a local band.

You ask if he wants to go tonight and he’s like, “hell yea!”

And you tell him you’ll text him your address and to meet you in a couple of hours.

Then you drive away cuz you a boss and he literally has hearts in his eyes.

ANd he’s smiling like a lunitic while walking back to his car

and then he stops and realizes...

“wait what about the tire??”

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Mark Lee Royalty Scenario

Pairing: Mark Lee and OC

Genre: Fluff

seventeenmonstavixen: Can I have a Mark LEE Scenario where your a queen in a different country and is betrothed(you been taught at a young age) to the king of Korea(Mark) and when you finally go to Korea he gets nervous and makes mistakes

In order to keep South Korea and your country allies, ya gotta marry the prince (soon to be king) of South Korea.

Your life is literally a Disney movie.

No joke.

Sipping soup from the side of the spoon elegantly? It was a daily routine for you.

Balancing books on your head? You could do it in your sleep.

Now you have to get married and let’s just say, you’ve never really interacted with the male species.

Other than your father and silent bodyguards, you’ve grown up with people like yourself.

You were educated one on one for years with a strict lady who pranced around with a stick and would always hit yo desk if you got something wrong.

Needless to say, you’re terrified. Bruh, leaving your comfort zone is one thing, but moving to a whole new country with a stranger is pretty damn scary yo.

So fast forward, to you leaving the plane and stepping foot on South Korea. 

In front of you stands a boy. I kid you not a boy.

Just like you, he looked way too young to get married but ya know, what chu gonna do.

He greets you hello and remains silent the whole damn time. 

Not to mention he looked at you once and then looked at everything else but you. 

Damn and you thought your dress was flattering but GUESS NOT FAM.

Y’all get taken back to his palace and you’re thrown around and pampered by yo maids. 

They redo your hair, makeup, and make you put on a hanbok and everything happened so fast, you didn’t even remember to breath.

Then dinner time comes around.

And boy are you excited because food, hell yaaaaaaaaaaa.

You’re gestured to enter the dining room and when ya enter, the large table is full of food and there’s only one person in there.

So now you guys can’t avoid the awkwardness and now ya have to talk.

He hesitates before smiling and then points his hand to the empty chair for you to sit.

Now that you think about it, you don’t even know his name cuz you’ve been referring to him as, “Prince of SK” and “Meanie,” and “Grumpy pants.”

First things first, the food is bomb. Like if royalty means eating delicious food erday, then sign you up for your next life lmao.

Because yo parents and his parents follow traditions, you guys gotta share a room and then y’all are gonna have to live together forever after the marriage.

The dinner was completely silent btw.

Something yo parent’s didn’t warn you about after all these years of princess training is that, you is gonna get lost in your spouse’s palace.

NOBODY GAVE YOU A TOUR AND HOMEBOY JUST GOT UP AND LEFT SO NOW YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO.

All of the maids are busy cleaning up and you didn’t want to bother them so now you’re wandering around and it’s hella confusing cuz there’s a million and one buildings and they all look the same (LIKE HAVE YOU SEEN SCARLET HEART RYEO???)

Since you’ve been wandering around for ages, you decided to give up and hope someone will find you.

In the mean time, you wandered around one of the many super pretty ponds lit by candles.

Keep in mind, this whole place is lit by candles, so let’s just say, the garden path surrounding the pond wasn’t that well lit. 

So while walking around the garden, you stepped on something.

Or should I say someone.

And he didn’t react so well.

Mr. Grumpy pants literally screeched and scared the shit out of you.

Because this is your first time wearing a hanbok, you underestimated how long it was and stepped on your dress while stepping back. 

You ended up falling on yo booty and homeboy just stared at you in shock.

“Why are you here?” The dummy asked while shuffling to his feet.

“WHY ARE YOU LAYING ON THE GROUND????” You shot back while trying to get up but you ended up tripping on your hanbok again.

Idk why it took so long for it to click, but he finally realized he should probably help you up.

Now he’s all flustered and you’re all angry.

He freaks the fuck out and thinks you’re gonna start swinging or something.

He’s repeating, “IM SORRYYY” like a fucking broken record and you can’t help but furrow yo brows cuz this kid weird lmao.

Who knew the soon to be ruler of a nation lies on his garden floor and is afraid of someone like you.

But whateves at least you know he talks.

He’s freaking out even more cuz you look even more angry with your brows and you can’t help but feel really bad.

So you quickly wave it off and say it’s okay because your hanbok cushioned yo fall (they’re so fluffy lmao)

He sighed a huge sigh of relief and then once again, something clicked and he’s all like, “WJY ARE YOU OUT HERE AND NOT SLEEPING SDJFJSKJ”

And you awkwardly tell him yo lost as hell lmao.

So he takes you to the shared room and because it’s traditional South Korea, there ain’t no bathrooms in the room.

WHich means you have to change in the same room as him.

So you grab the dress laid out on the bed and tell him to turn around cuz yo gurl tired and you want to catch dem z’s.

But he stares at you wide eyed and doesn’t understand for a few seconds.

Then once again, he freaks out and literally runs to a corner and sits there while staring at the wall.

You were struggling while putting the hanbok on so obviously it took you ages.

But you finally put it on and you clear your throat to give him to message that he can turn around. 

Which he doesn’t.

So you walk up to him and bend down to see what’s up.

AND HE FUCKING FELL ASLEEP.

So you tap is shoulder to wake him up but he doesn’t budge.

Now you’re thinking, “omg he fucking died.”

So you tap his head and he still dead asleep, so you actually have to slap his head.

He freaks out, you freak out. 

And he gets up but stumbles on his own feet and falls on one knee.

Now he’s fluster and you flustered cuz this is the first time you’ve met a man, not to mention he clumsy af.

So you go on with your night routine and he changes.

Then now y’all go to bed but he’s hugging the edge and so are you, so now there’s 5 feet of empty space between the two of you guys.

So you can’t sleep.

A because this whole experience is mind blowing.

and B because homeboy is sleep talking.

You can’t tell what he’s saying because he’s speaking in two languages,the fuck.

So this whole routine continues for the next week or so and you finally found out his name: Mark Lee.

The wedding ceremony isn’t for another two weeks so it gives you guys time to get use to each other.

Now he actually fully talks (both when he’s awake and asleep) but he’s still clumsy as hell.

Because you’re literally not allowed to leave his side, it gives you a lot of time to notice, he’s actually good looking as hell.

Yo parent’s caught ya a winner, ayeeeeeeeeeeee.

Now it’s getting closer to the wedding and you’ve actually gotten closer to him. 

Instead of going to sleep, he would teach you traditional South Korean games and he’d also tell you folktales and legends which of course kept you up all night.

And in the mornings, he would take you around and make you try a bunch of food.

Now it’s wedding time.

And all you have to say while joining arms with him to unite the two countries is you’re glad fate paired the two of y’all together.

:’) 

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Can I have a Mark LEE Scenario where your a queen in a different country and is betrothed(you been taught at a young age) to the king of Korea(Mark) and when you finally go to Korea he gets nervous and makes mistakes

I’m so sorry for the late reply! To get this up soon, I think I’m going to make it a bullet point scenario if that’s okay with you, I’ll try to get this up as soon as possible! Thank you for your patience!!

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UR SCENARIOS R CUTE ASF OMGGGG I WAS SCREAMING THROUGHOUT YOUR ENTIRE MARK FLUFF LIKE WTFFFFFF UR SO TALENTED!!!! teach me ur ways senpai

AWWWW THANK YOU SO MUCH~!! SHDFHUSIDHFUISHFIUH omg I can’t believe my scenarios are actually enjoyable lmao, THANK YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

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Flirty Taeyong Scenario

So you work at an ice cream shop part time to get some money for college ya feel?

Taeyong happened to be eating right next door for lunch with the other members.

Because it’s winter time, the shop is hella dead. So you’re leaning against the counter staring at the wall cuz you ain’t allowed to be on your phone.

Taeyong and the other boys pay and leave to go back to the dorm.

When they past the shop, he does a double take at you in the middle of a conversation.

He quickly motions for the boys to follow him into the shop.

They’re all confused cuz a)homeboy was complaining about how full he was just 30 seconds ago, and b)he doesn’t normally eat dessert after dinner.

He motions the boys to order first so he has time to look at you lmao.

But they’re all like “wtf we don’t want any.”

And he glares at them and calmly says he’s paying.

They awkwardly shuffle to the counter and order ice cream they don’t want but will eat cuz free food.

You do your job and get through the line of boys.

He shyly orders a milkshake and through his obvious actions, the boys catch on.

When you hand him his milkshake, he “smoothly” and “coincidentally” grabs you hand while he’s at it (you know what I mean idk how to explain it but he basically cups his hand over yours which is over the cup, ya feel?)

He sweetly thanks you and hands you cash.

When you hand him back money, he does the thing again and touches your hand. Because you’re human and he’s Taeyong, you can’t help but turn into a tomato.

He flashes you a smile and drops the money into the tip jar.

Even though it was like fucking $10 in change (like damn, I just gave you ice cream and you gave me a lot of mula :’) bless)

He sits at the table closest to the counter with the boys and a few minutes later, he goes up to the counter again.

He says he’s sorry to bother you but he was wondering if you could help him out by taking a survey for him.

You were like, sure boiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii.

Behind him, the other boys were throwing their trash away and pushing in the chairs cuz they mamas raised them properly :’)

They leave y’all behind and Taeyong hands you his phone.

What was the survey? A new contact form LOLOLOLLLLLLLLLLLL

You couldn’t help but burst out in laughter cuz it’s such a fuckboi move.

But he was just too cute, so you couldn’t deny.

You fill it out and he happily takes back his phone and smiles before leaving.

You best believe homeboy texted you later that night and before ya know it, you gots yoself a boo <3

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Aligned

Pairing: Mark Lee and OC

Genre: Fluff

Anon: smtrainee from canada ('99) & ceo holds a big meeting to introduce you. you and mark become best friends & he makes you call him oppa althought you're like 2 months younger i don't want to be too specific so you can take it from there :) LOTS OF FLUFF PLEASE AND PLEASE MAKE IT LONGGG

Yesterday, becoming an SM trainee was a dream. Today, it became reality. Never in a blue moon did you imagine you would really be standing in the legendary SM practice room full of bright lights and fake sky curtains. 

You paced around the room anxiously as you waited for the ceo of SM to take you to an introductory meeting. Before long, Lee Soo Man joins the quiet room with you. Skipping the long talks, he guides you upstairs to the conference rooms. Everything was surreal as you walk pass framed albums and large posters of the successful company artists. Opening two large wooden doors, he steps aside and allows you to enter first. 

The large oval table settled in the middle of the room is tightly surrounded by unfamiliar faces. As you scan the faces closely, you realize that these are also new trainees like yourself, but among the them, were idols as well, NCT 127 to be exact. Lee Soo Man gently gestures you to stand at the head of the table in order to introduce yourself to the rest of the trainees and NCT.

After a brief introduction, he follows with a speech about how you were all picked because of outstanding talents. His words turn into a dull buzz as you distract yourself from the lecture. It was beyond belief that it was your first day here and you’re already in the same room as NCT. Trainees rarely meet other idols until they’re ready to debut. 

You snap back to reality when Lee Soo Min hands out folders to each trainee. Inside held information for dorms as well as schedules. He brings attention to the bright yellow sheet tucked to the left pocket. The paper had 9 boxes, each box had 6 names, 5 of the trainees and one bold, of an NCT member’s. Addressing his goodbyes, Lee Soo Min leaves the NCT members to take over.

Upon Taeyong’s request, you all separate into the corresponding groups. Checking the paper a second time, you find the name in bold in your box. Mark is the leader for your group. Your group, aside from Mark, consisted of all Korean girls who seem to know one another. You quietly tail your group to the hallway with Mark leading.

“Alright, hey everyone! Welcome and congratulations on beginning your journey with SM Entertainment. My name’s Mark Lee and I’m part of NCT and I will be you guide for the next few days. We should probably go around and introduce ourselves but I was thinking we should save that for lunch. In the meantime, I’ll take you guys around on a tour!” His bright personality displayed on TV is nothing compared to real life, he seemed like a genuinely sweet guy and you were glad you were assigned with him considering the fact he was one of the few members who could speak English.

After long hours of walking around the company, you were finally able to sit down for lunch. Naturally, the other girls in your group paired up and talked privately among themselves, leaving you on the end on the table across from Mark. Although the cafeteria was loud as voices bounced on one another, the silence between you and Mark was killing.

You quickly finished your meal as Mark silently poked at his. The table vibrated as he bounced his left leg, you took that as boredom or maybe even nervousness but you felt the same way. You watched as individuals walked around the room until the clearing of Mark’s throat caught your attention.

“So where are you from?” You looked back at Mark to find his eyes fully focused on you with curiosity.

“I’m from Canada!” You responded. You watched as his eyebrows raise and his mouth form into a smile.

“No way! Me too!” Lunch passed by in a blink of an eye as you two connected through surprising similarities. You guys recalled similar childhood memories of the shared country and through a matter of time, you finally felt comfortable.

It’s been months since orientation and although you spent most of your days with the other trainees, you felt the closest to Mark. Due to the clash of schedules, it was rare to run into him which forced the two of you guys to rely on texting one another. 

Now that new years day is coming up, SM allows every idol and trainee to take a couple days off to go and visit their families. NCT 127 is wrapping their promotions in two days which fortunately gives Mark time to reconnect with you. 

Unfortunately for you both, your parents live in Canada, making it difficult to visit them, especially when only given a couple days and the flight there alone would take up the break itself. That leaves you to have to spend new years by yourself but because Mark is staying in Korea as well for break, you two decided having company is better than none!

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You shuffled over to your dorm door to invite Mark in from the cold. Your shared dorm was completely empty for the other girls left for their hometowns. You had the new years countdown on your TV to make the vibe somewhat celebratory to distract the homesickness.  

“I brought some snacks!” Mark beamed as he placed two large grocery bags on the kitchen counter. The two of you guys instantly hopped on the counter and devoured the goods. He began sharing events over the promotion period and before you knew it, the tv announced 10 minutes to countdown.

Overtime, you considered Mark your best friend. He was the only one you felt safe to talk to and spend time with. He obviously felt the same way considering the fact he shared a story about the time he clogged the toilet and pissed the members off. You two never felt the need not to share secrets and show your real personalities.

Although that’s what you believe, Mark was off tonight. After he shared his stories causing you to burst into giggles, he would always glance quickly at you and then look away. When you guys sat on the sofa to watch the new years performances, he would sit at the very end of the sofa, hugging the leg instead of sitting by you. 

As much as you hope this isn’t the reason, you felt like he didn’t want to spend the night with you. Maybe he was homesick? Or wanted to spend it with some friends from school? Or maybe he just wanted to be alone.

You couldn’t help but feel guilty, you were the one who brought it up and he agreed to it. Knowing him, he can never afford to say no, he can’t bare hurting others. 

“Hey, are you alright?” You asked Mark as you watch him distract himself with his phone instead of watching the tv.

“Yeah, what makes you think I’m not?” He asked in confusion as you watch him closely.

“Just making sure.” You said, if you kept digging in deeper, you knew you would make him mad or even get yourself heated.

The next few minutes consisted of you two sitting in silence. When it comes to Mark and you, silence never lasted for more than a minute. There was always something to talk about, from stories during practice to random shower thoughts.

“Do you want to go on the balcony for the fireworks? There’s only two more minutes.” You asked, hoping he’d agree. He silently nods and follows behind you. You lean against the railing and listen to your neighbors talk loudly as they got ready for the celebration. 

“Hey, Mark-” He turns to you with a straight face as you attempt to analyze the cold vibe brewing from him.

“Oppa.” He cuts you off. He’s finally talking again after almost an hour of silence and it didn’t even make sense.

“What?” 

“Call me oppa.” He ordered while maintaining the straight face. 

“Wait what?” You awkwardly chuckle, this was beyond out of the ordinary. He’s always been okay with you just calling him Mark.

“Just do it.” His face remained stone. Your neighbors from below are shouting numbers as the new year is approaching. You hesitate in confusion before obliging and whisper:

“Mark oppa?” As the individuals beside, above, and below you guys shout the final number and fire works begin exploding, Mark leans down and captures your lips.

You were so pleased with his actions but so confused by his those leading up to it. He wraps one arm around your waist and uses his other hand to tilt your chin. You both break the kiss and simultaneously step backwards to avoid eye contact.

“Sorry.” He follows the apology by clearing his throat.

“No, it’s okay.” You obtain the courage to look him in the face and you watch as he looks left and right while mouthing words to himself.

“I like you.” He quickly states and watches as you give him a smile as a sign of shared feelings. Taking that as a ticket to continue, he clears his throat again.

“I’m sorry, I just don’t know what to do. And I-I have been trying to ignore those feelings and when you invited m-me over, I just tried not to think of it. And I don’t know, I just couldn’t help it I guess? Every time you laughed or giggled, I didn’t know what to do so I started ignoring you. I-I didn’t know what else to do and then I just kissed you a-and I’m s-sorry, fuck-”

You were fully amused at the stammering boy in front of you. In the movies, they get the viewers hyped on the idea of a boy smoothly confessing but you can’t help but enjoy this clumsy confession instead. It gave you another reason to fall heads over heals for Mark.

“Hey!” You cut him off as panic rushes through his eyes, causing you to break into a fit of laughter. Losing your train of thought through the amusement, you shake your head and walk towards him. Placing both of your hands on his cheeks, you lean up and kiss him back to give him your response.

Despite the spontaneous confession and slight awkwardness lingering around, you were all smiles to the fact you ended the year with your best friend and started the new year with your now so boyfriend.

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marklee scenario: smtrainee from canada ('99) & ceo holds a big meeting to introduce you. you and mark become best friends & he makes you call him oppa althought you're like 2 months younger i don't want to be too specific so you can take it from there :) LOTS OF FLUFF PLEASE AND PLEASE MAKE IT LONGGG

I’m currently working on this and it’ll be up very soon~! Thank you for requesting!!

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All I Need

Pairing: Jungkook and OC

Genre: Angst and paranormal

Authors Note: This is based off of Tate and Violet from “American Horror Story: Murder House” it might be confusing for those who’ve never seen the show but I highly suggest you give it a watch! 

The hardest part of Jungkook’s death wasn’t getting over the memories, it was watching him roam oblivious of his own decay.

Jungkook doesn’t know he died.

On tuesday night at 11:47 pm, you got a phone call from the police stating Jungkook got in a car accident. He was on his way home from work and got t-boned by a large truck. The driver was highly intoxicated and walked away without a scratch while Jungkook walked away without his life.

He was declared deceased at the scene. The image of his lifeless body covered with a white sheet wasn’t what continues to haunt you. It was him. Him ringing your doorbell like he always did. Him barging in to your apartment and making himself at home like he always did. Him calling you to say goodnight, like he always did. Him acting like the accident never happened, is what hurts you the most.

They say when people die, their spirits roam earth until they find the after-world. Those confused with where to go often get trapped in the life, in which they are used to, yet they cannot continue to live. Jungkook is lost. He doesn’t belong here, he deserves to move on.

Jungkook barges into your home as you stare hopelessly at the tv screen. The television is muted but the bright colors dance through the dim lit room. You watch as he silently walks towards the sofa and settles beside you. He watches the screen as he sneaks beneath the blanket rested in your lap. He doesn’t bother questioning why you muted the movie and drinks in your presence. 

“Jungkook?” You grab his hand and pull him closer. He begins to reply but you interrupt him immediately.

“Do you know that you’re dead?” You begin to rub his hands in order to distract yourself from breaking down.

“What are you talking about? What did I do?” He searches your face for answers as panic builds in his eyes.

“You didn’t do anything. You’re just lost, Jungkook. A few days ago, on Tuesday, you got in a car accident and you didn’t make it to the hospital in time. Jungkook, you’re no longer human. You’re a lost spirit and as much as I want to pretend nothing happened and you’re still here with me, it’s too damn selfish. You have to move on Jungkook. You have to leave.” He was never much of a paranormal believer, nor did he believe in the afterlife. You didn’t know how you were going to do this but you wanted him to go, no matter how much it hurts, he has to leave or else he’ll never find freedom.

“What are you talking about? Are you drunk? Did someone drug you?” His panic quickly turned into anger as he releases his hand from your grasp. 

“Jungkook. You need to go. You’re dead.” You maintain a straight face and stern voice. You know his weakness is you and you didn’t want to make this any harder for him than it should be.

“I’m right here. I didn’t get in a car accident. What on earth is going on?” He gets up from the sofa and peers down at you.

“I know you don’t want to believe me Jungkook but you’re not alive. Haven’t you pieced it together? Jungkook, didn’t it pass your mind that your car isn’t anywhere to be found? It’s because it got wrecked. Or maybe why everything in your apartment is being boxed? Your mother and I are packing your belongings to sell your apartment because you’re dead Jungkook. Jungkook, you died. Please, don’t trap yourself here.” You quickly run to your room and return with your laptop in hand. You pull him back on the sofa and pull up several new articles reported after the accident. Each article stated his name and displayed his image. You hand him the laptop and watch as his eyes tear up and his head shakes back in forth in refusal.

“I love you. I want you to know that, but we can’t have you here Jungkook.” He bursts into tears and gets on his knees in front of you. His cold hands grab your own as he searches your eyes for a sign of desire.

“I’m not going to leave, if you love me, why would you want me to go?”  His cold hands grab your own as he searches your eyes for a sign of desire.

“Baby, you deserve a better life. I love you.” You refuse to break eye contact with him in fear that he would take it as a sign of lies.

“I don’t believe you. You’re all I want, you’re all I have. Why are you telling me to go?” His breath becomes heavy as he sobs.

“Jungkook, please go.”

“STOP LYING TO YOURSELF. IF YOU LOVE ME, YOU WOULDN’T HURT ME.”

“JUNGKOOK, PLEASE GO.”

“DON’T DO THIS TO ME. TO US.” 

“Jungkook, please.” You whisper the last two words and silence embraces you. He’s gone. You felt regret building up.  You didn’t want to hurt him but you knew regretting this was better than living with the guilt of keeping him here.

You whisper words of comfort to yourself, such as, “he’s in a better place” or “it was the right thing to do” as you slid against the wall and settle on the ground. Despite the effort, you couldn’t stop the flow of tears.

Hurting Jungkook was more painful than letting him go.

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Hidden Lyrics

Pairing: Mark Lee and OC

Genre: FLUff Yas bitch

Summary: You two have a strange habit of sending each other song recommendations instead of texting each other, what happens if he sends a song that is very different from his style? 

(Please play the songs while reading if you can!)

You don’t remember how it started but if anyone were to scroll through Mark and your text messages, they would find hundreds of links to YouTube videos instead of actual conversations. Unlike the social norm of having snapchat streaks, you guys have a ritual streak of sending one song, each day, at the same time. The rule was that only one song was to be shared between the two of you guys. One day, he’ll send one and the next day, you’ll send one.

Unlike the other days, Mark sent his song recommendation late. It didn’t strike much attention to you, he could have been busy or had a hard time finding a song, but if it weren’t for the actual song he chose, you would have dropped it. Whenever he sent songs, they were the typical dubstep or edm genre, never like this song. 

Mark sent “Rocketfuel” by Thomston. An artist your style, but very out of line when it comes to him. You analyzed the lyrics, it seemed silly to a bystander but you couldn’t take it lightly. The whole situation was odd. First, he was late, which never happens, considering the fact that he has kept the routine for months. Second, this is the first time he actually sent a song with lyrics in it. 

This is a confession song. You didn’t know how to react. Do you send back a song in reply to his bravery? Or is this truly a coincidence? No strings attached? Just a simple good song he wanted to share? You didn’t have a choice but to sit on it and wait until tomorrow to send your song. 

You bit your fingernails out of nervousness as you waited for the clock to strike the next hour.  You were going on a limb and sending back a song in reply. You know that if it was a pure song recommendation, the whole situation would be a tragic mess that you can’t go back on, but you talked yourself through the plan and what happens, well, happens.

You sent it.

“Second Nature” by Stalking Gia has been a favorite song of yours. On the bright side, you had this certain style that you always sent to him. Chances are, if this means nothing to him, he won’t think too much about the sappy song you sent back.

You watched as the “delivered” notification change to “read.” The nervous waves rush back upon you as you shut off your phone and prance around your room. All that runs through your mind is, “This is pathetic.” “I’m pathetic.” “Now he thinks you’re pathetic.”  Minutes later, your phone notifies you that a text has been delivered.

Mark texted you back. It wasn’t uncommon, just rare. Of course you guys talked but it’s always more of, “That’s a good song!” and other meaningless replies. You didn’t want to read it. You anticipated what the notification hid but you were scared of the chances of rejection. Sucking in your breath, you unlocked your phone and opened the message. You already took the risk of sending the song so there’s no going back now. 

Just like the song he sent, this message was also out of line.

“Glad the feelings are mutual. It was so risky but I didn’t want my dreams to stay dreams.”

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HEY PEEPS, IM BACK!

I’m so sorry for the inactivity, it’s finally winter break so I can finally come back and update! I have many scenarios in mind but I don’t quite know who fits them so if you guys want, please message me an NCT member or BTS member you would like to see and I will consider it! 

Thank you for your guy’s patience~!

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Gifts For The Girlfriend

Pairing: Jungkook and OC

Genre: Fluff

You head towards the next aisle in order to hide from the gaze upon your back. Ever since you walked into the store, the tall guy standing by the shoes stared endlessly at you.

Was he lost? Did you know him? Who knows but no matter how attractive he is, it’s kind of creepy. 

You quickly grab a flannel off of the rack and race towards the fitting room as soon as you see him entering the same aisle. After stalling in the fitting room, you leave to find the boy hasn’t left the spot you last saw him. As you attempt to rush past, he looks up and quickly asks for your attention.

“Excuse me, I’m sorry if I come off as a weirdo. I um I just needed some help.” He stuttered between words here and there while keeping a close eye on you. 

“My girlfriend has a style really similar to yours and I wanted to get her a gift but I don’t know what to get.” Thankfully, the guy wasn’t a creep as you anticipated. Such a simple question was mistakenly interpreted as stalker-like due to the poor kid’s actions.

Sighing in relief, you begin to ask him for more information about his girlfriend as you guide him around the store to find him a present. You steered away from the clothes racks just in case his girlfriend was picky or already had something at home like what they offered here.

You take him to the jewelry section instead and offered multiple selections. Even if his girlfriend is the picky type, it’s most likely that she will wear a necklace or a ring, especially if he took the time to pick it out.

“Does she like necklaces or rings?” You question the boy as he swings his phone between his thumb and middle finger.

“Yeah! She’ll like anything you’d like, you two have really similar styles.” He replies and nods at you. You decide to settle for the display of chokers. Since he said her styles like yours, she could definitely rock a choker with the type of clothes you guys wear.

You decide between three of them which were simple yet pretty and hand it to him for the final decision. He shuffles through the three and nods his head for approval.

“She’s definitely going to love these! Do you wear chokers too?” He asks while motioning us towards the cash register. 

“I actually don’t at the moment, I had one but the chain in the back broke so I’ll have to upgrade to some new ones.” He shoots a smile at you before the cashier calls for him to go pay. You begin to tell him you hope his girlfriend likes the gift, but he tells you to wait by the entrance for him because he had one more favor to ask.

You do as he says and stand by the door as he pays for the necklaces. Before long, he runs over to you and hands you the bag. You stare at him and refuse to take the bag but he grabs and stuffs the items into your hand. Immediately he starts to walk off with his girlfriend’s gifts in your hand.

“Wait! Why are you giving this to me? This is for your girlfriend!” You panic as you follow after him. He stuffs his hands into his pocket and starts to speed up. Before giving you a chance to catch up, he flashes a smile and replies with a wink,

“I don’t have a girlfriend.”