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back to me - lee jeno x fem reader smau

10: safe <- 11: like home -> 12: ...

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The first thing Yn felt was the unfamiliar weight of silence. No pounding music. No crowded living room. No sticky bodies brushing past hers. Just a soft hum of air conditioning. A curtain half-opened letting in the pale morning light. And the warmth of a blanket pulled up gently over her shoulder.

Her eyes blinked open slowly, adjusting to the soft grey walls, the neat desk in the corner, the basketball posters pinned near the closet. It definitely wasn’t hers. It wasn’t even one of her friends'.

She sat up slightly, heart skipping. And then she saw him. Jeno. Asleep beside her, one arm tucked under his head, the other resting lightly across his chest. She then realised her fingers interlocked with that hand, as she immediately but gently pulled away, flustered.

She looked down at the comfortable hoodie she was wearing. It smelled like him..She then leaned slightly closer to take a peek at him.

His brows furrowed even in sleep, like he hadn’t fully relaxed in months. The memory hit her in slow, crashing waves. The party. The guy. Jeno's voice cutting through the noise.

Then the couch. The way she’d said he was pretty. The kiss. How he'd pulled back - so gently - like he was holding something fragile.

And then - "I don’t wanna sleep alone." ,"Stay with me please..."

She covered her mouth. She babble-ranted. And he listened to it all.

She reached for her phone on the bedside table, screen lighting up with a dozen unread messages from her friends..then seperately from Karina.

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Y/N stared at the screen, chest heavy. Karina's messages - the worry, the protectiveness - made something ache inside her.

But Jeno..she glanced at him. Jeno had stayed. Jeno had protected her, again - the boy who used to feel like home, now just… quietly existing beside her like a steady heartbeat.

And for the first time in a while, she didn’t feel like running. She wanted to stay, by his side. But she knew she couldn't. With a soft sigh, she slid off the bed as quietly as possible, grabbing her shoes, and dignity in one smooth motion. Her movements were awkward and hushed - like if she breathed too loudly, the emotional gravity of what she’d done would come crashing down.

Tiptoeing through the hallway, she nearly tripped over a pile of limbs that was Haechan and Jisung snoring on the living room rug.

Chenle was curled up on the couch hugging a bag of chips like a stuffed animal. Renjun had made himself comfortable on the beanbag chair while Mark was just sprawled on the floor. Jaemin was probably sleeping in his own room.

She covered her mouth to stop a laugh when looking at the group of boys. Then she slipped out the door.

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The walk back to her dorm was short, but it felt like forever. The cold morning air sobered her more than coffee ever could.

When she entered quietly, Karina was already curled up under her blanket but on the couch, one arm dangling off the side of the bed like she’d been waiting until she passed out.

Yn exhaled slowly, fixing the blanket on her friend before heading to her room and crawling into her own bed.

Then she picked up her phone. Paused. Typed. Deleted. Typed again.

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Then she turned her phone face-down and rolled onto her side, heart racing. She didn’t know what he’d say. Didn’t know if he’d even reply.

But for now, wrapped in her sheets and her shame, she buried her face into her pillow, and whispered softly: "…What the hell did I do."

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tag: @saranghoeforanton

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back to me - lee jeno x fem reader smau

9: #needthat <- 10: safe -> 11: like home

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The party was already full when Yn and her friends arrived. She stepped inside with Karina and Ningning, while Giselle trailed behind with Winter, making sure the shorter girl didn't get swept away by the people. Keeho moved to a corner full of drinks with Taesan while the girls stuck on their own. No one said a word. But they knew that the guys would come back if something happened.

Yn didn't dress to impress. She dressed to remind. Hair down, curled at the end with soft makeup applied - more on the natural side, nothing heavy. Her outfit was simple yet it made people stare. She wasn't trying to be noticed. She just was.

Across the room however - in the corner where the lights were dimmed and the drinks were stronger - Jeno saw her.

Mid-conversation with her friends, cup in hand, laughing at something Ningning said.

His focus on her lingered as the music in the background seemed to soften. The only thing he could hear was his heart beating.

He saw the way her eyes crinkled at the corners as a soft smile bloomed on her lips.

"She's not gonna bite you, dude." Jaemin nudged his friend once. Jeno didn't answer, just kept on staring.

"Just talk to her or something," Jaemin urged as Jeno was still busy staring. Then - their eyes locked despite being so distanced.

Even across the crowd - under the haze of moving lights and voices - Jeno felt that familiar tightening feeling in his chest. The way it always happened when she looked at hin.

She didn't look surprised, bitter or smug. She just smiled, genuinely. Soft, playful...amused almost. Lips barely moving, she mouthed;

"Like the party?" And giggled lightly. Like she was in on some inside joke the world had forgotten. Before he could even react, she turned away - casually joining her circle again.

Now, both guys were stunned. "Did she flirt with you...?" He mumbled. Jeno stood there - heart racing, jaw clenched - wondering how she always did that. How she always made him feel like that.

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The party kept going. People were restless, dancing harder, laughing louder. Jeno hadn't really heard a single song since that smile. The one she aimed at him intentionally.

He was still standing near the living room when Jaemin left to get more drinks, but the noise got too loud. He felt like he needed a break - more like space and fresh air.

He moved through the crowd, past a couple making out near the coat rack, and into the quieter hallway towards the bathroom. That's when he saw her. Yn.

Pinned against the wall beside a half-open bedroom door, eyes heavy with alcohol and limbs slack with exhaustion. A guy - tall, unfamiliar - was leaning too close, one hand braced above her head, the other gesturing too eagerly as he talked.

She was smiling, but the kind that didn't reach her eyes. The kind that said "leave me alone" without her needing to actually say anything, but he seemed to not get the hint.

Then, he grabbed her wrist. She pushed back - not hard, not harsh, just enought to try and move away - but she swayed slightly.

Too much tequila. Too little strength. That was all it took.

"Hey." Jeno's voice was sharp but not too loud. The guy paused, surprised as he glanced at the taller male.

"Is she with your or something..?"

"She doesn't need to be." He replied, firm. The guy scoffed and backed off, muttering something under his breath before slipping back into the party. Yn blinked up at Jeno, half-lidded and dazed. For a second, she just stared. Like she wasn't sure if he was really there.

Then, with a soft and tired smile, she whispered, "I'm tired..."

Jeno exhaled. "Come on. I got you." He reached out gently.

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Jeno guided her down the hallway, hand steady on her lower back, carefully avoiding the drunks. He opened the door to an empty study room and let her sit on the small couch inside, dimly lit by a lamp no one bothered to turn off.

She flopped down with a quiet "oof," then blinked up at him, her lashes slow and heavy. "You’re so serious," She mumbled, poking his knee with one finger. "You’ve always been so serious."

Jeno knelt slightly in front of her, brows drawn. "Where are your friends, Yn?" She blinked again, then squinted like she had to think really hard.

"Karina's…probably making out with someone with sharp cheekbones." She giggled. "I told her not to trust a man in rings but here we are."

Jeno gave a tight breath of a laugh despite himself. "Okay. What about the others?"

"Gone. Dead. Dancing. Who knows," She waved vaguely, then tilted her head, really looking at him. He was trying not to look back. But she was still glowing. Still soft in a way he hadn’t seen since the late nights and whispered phone calls.

Then, almost dreamily, she whispered, "You're really pretty." That made him freeze. His throat bobbed slightly. "You're drunk."

"Mhm," she hummed, not denying it. "But it’s true." She reached out - not touching him, just hovering her hand like she wasn’t sure if she was allowed. "You always looked like trouble. But the good kind. The kind I wanted to get lost in."

Jeno didn’t know what to say. Didn’t know if he should stop her. Didn’t know if he wanted to. And then - suddenly, softly - she leaned forward and kissed him. No warning. No buildup. Just the warmth of her lips against his, gentle and unsure and heartbreaking all at once.

It wasn’t a confession. It wasn't forgiveness. It was her memory of him meeting the present - all messy and aching and drunk at 2AM.

When she pulled back, her forehead lingered close to his, eyes half-lidded. "I miss not missing you," she mumbled.

And then she swayed again - light-headed, fading - and leaned her head against his shoulder like the moment never even happened.

Jeno sat there frozen, her breath soft against his collarbone, his heart thudding like it had no idea what to do with itself. Yn's head rested against Jeno’s shoulder for a while, the buzz of the party distant now - muffled by the closed door and the heavy beat of her own breathing.

He didn’t move. Didn’t speak. Just watched the way her fingers fidgeted with the hem of her sleeve, like part of her was still somewhere else. Then she lifted her head.

Eyes a little glassy, lips parted, she blinked at him like she’d just remembered where they were. "Jeno," She whispered.

He turned to her slowly, careful. "Yeah?" She didn’t say anything for a moment. Then she leaned forward again - slower this time, more deliberate - her hand grazing his jaw, thumb trailing lightly across his cheek.

And she kissed him. It was soft. Lingering. A little desperate. But this time, Jeno did something.

He reached up gently - warm palms framing her shoulders - and pushed back. Not harsh. Not sudden. Just enough. "Yn…" he murmured.

"Why won't you kiss me?" She pouted softly. "You’re not sober." He replied.

She blinked, confused. "But I want to-"

"I know," he said softly. "I do too." He looked away then, jaw tight.

"But not like this."

Yn’s breath caught in her throat. She blinked down, her lashes brushing her cheekbones as her drunk haze turned a little heavier. "…I wanna go home," She mumbled, voice cracking just slightly.

Jeno stood without hesitation. "I’ll take you." She didn’t argue. Just let him help her up, her balance unstable, so she just let herself lean into the arm he offered.

But when he didn’t turn toward the front door, she looked up in confusion. "Where are we going?"

"My dorm," He said quietly.

She didn’t say anything after that. Just held onto his sleeve a little tighter as they walked out the back exit - away from the noise, away from the crowd, and into the quiet of a night neither of them would forget. She felt safe with him, always have.

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tag: @saranghoeforanton

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back to me - lee jeno x fem reader smau

8: clout <- 9: #needthat -> 10: safe

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back to me - lee jeno x fem reader smau

7: without me <- 8: clout -> 9: #needthat

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6: happy yn, happy family! <- 7: without me -> 8: clout

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back to me - lee jeno x fem reader smau

5: desperate <- 6: happy yn, happy family! -> 7: without me

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YN sat outside the campus cafe with Keeho and Taesan, sunlight pooling at her feet and laughter slipping easily from her lips. It didn't feel forced anymore. There was something different about her now - softer around the edges, but more honest, more herself. She didn't have to act anymore, didn't have to hide it .

Keeho had teased her about being "emotionally hydrated" and Taesan nearly choked on his drink when she let the barista mess up her name without a complaint. It felt good - this peace she was growing into. But just as she reached for her drink, Keeho's smile became a smirk. "Isn't that Jeno?" YN suppressed herself from whipping her head back to take a look.

Her grip on the cup tightened. She didn't turn. She didn't need to. She just smiled at those words, at that name, and sipped at her drink.

But her friends knew. They knew of that smile.

"Aye, something happened right?" Taesan chuckled. As she shrugged, laughing it off playfully. While she had the time of her life with her friends, there he was, watching her..noticing that little difference; the spark that returned to her.

"She seems different," Jaemin hummed softly as Jeno nods. "That's good.." He says as Jeno simply agreed silently, but on the inside, he felt somewhat reassured..proud almost.

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The dorm was louder than usual when YN showed up to work on the project. Jaemin opened the door mid-joke, and she was greeted by full chaos by the friend group: Jisung yelling about a game, Mark laughing uncontrollably, Haechan and Renjun fighting somehow while Chenle noticed the pair. "Hi," He says casually as I waved, slightly surprised while I walked to Jaemin's room.

In his room, they worked for an hour - smooth, easy, no awkward pauses. Jaemin noticed how she didn't avoid eye contact anymore. She wasn't guarded or tense. She was just YN - relaxed, funny and warm...like last time.

After the project was done, when YN was about to head out, Jaemin invited her to join them in eating the take-out that just arrived. After a brief moment, she agreed. Seated beside Renjun and Jaemin, she held her chopsticks tightly as she ate with them.

They all sat in a lazy circle, eating from the mismatched boxes, laughing at some dumb story Haechan was telling. "It's getting dark quick, will you be alright?" Mark asked YN. "Mhm, Taeyong's picked me up," I replied as Haechan - without thinking - blurted, "The senior captain of the swim club..the guy you're dating, right?"

Silence. Panic. Everyone froze, except for YN - who burst out laughing. Genuine laughter. Head thrown back as she tried to cover her mouth, muffling the laugh slightly. She was unbothered. The room felt like it had time-traveled. Because that laugh..that was her laugh. The one they haven't heard for so long.

Even Jeno who finally looked up from his food - eyes widened, lingering. He was quiet and stunned. Because that version of her, was a version that used to light up every room effortlessly.

The room was frozen, watching YN laugh like they'd just collectively fell onto an obvious wet floor. Haechan's cheeks flushed, ready to apologise while Jaemin blinked slowly, waiting for her to flip the table or something. But that never happened.

"Taeyong's my brother," I revealed, wiping a tear from my eye, still giggling softly. The silence cracked instantly.

"WHAT! REALLY?" He stood up abruptly. "L-like biological??"

"Like the same mom, same house, same Wi-Fi.." I grinned. "Was it not obvious?"

Everyone burst into chaotic relief. Haechan looked embarassed while Jisung let out a breath he was holding in, Chenle just laughed it off and Mark started muttering things to himself. Even Renjun was still stunned.

But Jaemin just watched her. Watched the way she was sitting now - not so on edge like previous encounters. Watched how jokes landed differently. Her smile couldn't hide anything.

And across the room, Jeno looked at her like he was seeing her for the first time again. Not the version where she had to hide herself because she was weighed down by old tension or past mistakes - just YN. Full of energy. Then -

"Jeno, we were dating for some time...I'm surprised you didn't know," I mentioned casually. The room froze again. Jeno blinked - once. Twice.

The air had shifted but she was still smiling. She didn't say it with bitterness or to throw any shade. Just, the truth. And with that, she continued eating as the guys send glances to each other.

He didn't meet their eyes though. He just stared at her, jaw clenched, eyes unreadable. After she had left, Jaemin smiled at he stared at the door. He took his phone out, thumbs hovering over the screen.

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back to me - lee jeno x fem reader smau

4: smells like cashmere <- 5: desperate-> 6: happy yn, happy family!

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back to me - lee jeno x fem reader smau

3: jeno'd <- 4: smells like cashmere -> 5: desperate

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It was the next day, meaning YN had to meet up with Jaemin at his dorm for the project. The door clicks shut behind her as she steps into the dorm. It's clean, sort of. The air is warm. And, it smells like - him.

She doesn't react. Doesn't blink. Just exhales slowly, adjusts her bag on her shoulder as she takes off her shoes.

"You want water, snacks, or something?" Jaemin asks from the kitchen. "I'm fine, thanks." She mumbled. They settle at the table by the window in his room. Laptops open, notebooks out, the occasional rustle of paper. It's too quiet. Jaemin steals quick glances. She keeps pretending not to notice.

"So.." Jaemin breaks the silence. "You're not gonna say anything?"

"About what?" He sighed; "The cologne. You smelled it the second you came in right?"

"It's just cologne-" Jaemin cuts her off. "Yea, but it's his cologne..." She sends him a look. "What are you insinuating, Jaemin?" He lets out a soft huff, like he gives up.

"Nothing, sorry." With that, both of them continued to work. The silence between them was no longer soft - but charged.

After an hour, YN steps out of his room. She needs a second, just a break. She rounds the corner towards the bathroom - and froze. Right as she reaches for the bathroom door, Jeno comes out of his room, which was facing right beside it.

Suddenly, they're face to face. Too close. He pauses, surprised. He's wearing a black hoodie, sleeves pushed up, one earbud still hangs from his shirt. And it smells like him. Like cashmere, the fragrances described as woody and musky. It was warm, comforting. Something in her chest tightens.

"Oh..hi," He mumbled. "Hi," I managed to speak.

Neither of them move. The silence stretches long enough for one of them to say something, anything...but nothing happens.

"You wanted to use the bathroom..?" He reminded as she regained herself. With a thankful nod, she entered. As soon as the door shuts, she grips the edge of the sink tightly.

"What the hell was that.." I whispered shakily. Her chest feels tight. She stares at herself in the mirror like she's trying to slap some sense back into her reflection.

"I'm fine. I'm fine....I am not fine." She failed to comfort herself. She then kicks a cabinet, once, softly. "Get it together, YN." She gritted her teeth. She sit on the closed toilet seat as she turns her phone on.

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She then splashed water on her face, hard. Snatching a paper towel, she dried it gently before fixing her appearance slightly. She takes a deep breath before opening the door like nothing happened.

As time passed, the sky outside had dimmed. The project's halfway done, notebooks spread across the desk, creating a chaotic mess. Soft music hums in the background. The room smells like old takeout and the faint smell of Jeno still lingered. YN was typing fast on her laptop, but her straightened posture slightly weakened.

"Maybe we should stop, we did well today..." Jaemin stretched his arms out as YN nodded. She began packing my things and they walked out of the room. Her eyes fell on Jeno laying down on the couch as he scrolled through his phone but she immediately glanced elsewhere.

"It's getting dark, let Jeno walk you to your dorm. He doesn't mind, right?" Jaemin smiled cheekily as Jeno and YN stiffened. Just as he was about to reply, YN cut him off unintentionally.

"It's okay. Taeyong's picking me up.." She mumbled. Like a punch in the gut. Jeno's jaw tightened. "Ah, alright then." Jaemin says.

"Thanks for today.." I sent a soft smile before glancing at Jeno. "Sorry for intruding," She muttered as her phone buzzed, probably a notification from Taeyong.

"Good thing you have a lineup of guys ready to be your Uber, huh?" Jaemin chuckled as I smiled again, but it didn't reach my eyes.

"Thanks for today," I thanked Jaemin again, as he sends me a gentle smile. "See you guys around," I shut the door as silence embraces the duo.

"You gonna pretend like that didn't sting?" He glanced at Jeno. "I said I'm fine." He says quietly, but his eyes stayed on the door since she left.

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back to me - lee jeno x fem reader smau

2: over him <- 3: jeno'd -> 4: smells like cashmere

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It was 9am, YN was tired from last night, staying up with her friends. With her usual iced coffee in hand, she glanced at the full lecture hall before finding an empty seat beside Jaemin. Of all people, it was Jaemin. Jeno's ride-or-die. He turned to the side and gave her a smile.

"Wow, destiny's kinda messy, huh?" He laughed as she sighed. "Don't start." She mumbled as he simply shrugged it off, as the professor starts assigning random partners for a project...and of course she was paired with Na Jaemin.

"Don't worry, I'm a great partner! I take notes, do research and basically my part in a project." He sends her a wink. "Yea, I bet you do..." She exhales.

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In Jaemin and Jeno's dorm, the dark room glows blue from the screen. Jaemin's sprawled on the floor, controller in hand. Jeno's half-focused, thumb tapping on his phone, hoodie pulled over his head. Then -

"Oh by the way, I'm doing a psych project with YN." He says casually, focused on his game. Silence. Jeno doesn't move. His grip on his phone tightens slightly.

"....What?"

"Yeah, prof randomly assigned and since we were sat together, he just put us together." He mumbled. "We'll probably work in our dorm," He added.

"Didn't ask," Jeno muttered. "Ouch..you wound me." Jaemin chuckled.

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back to me - lee jeno x fem reader smau

1: awkward <- 2: over him -> 3: jeno'd

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The campus cafe buzzed with the usual hum - coffee machines whirring, chairs scraping and the occasional chatter from students.

Jeno walked in with his friends, they were arguing on who was paying this time but he wasn't paying attention. He wasn't even noticing the people inside, until he did.

Across the room, framed by the window's soft afternoon light, she was there. Surrounded by her friends - Winter curled up in her chair, eyes closed as she rested silently, Karina was fixated on something on her phone while Giselle and Ningning shared a muffin. Taesan was stirring his drink constantly while Keeho was judging the people around them quietly. That's when Y/N looked up for a second, and their eyes met.

No smiles or nods, just staring in silence. Then, someone entered from the back entrance, walking right up to her. It was Jake.

Fresh from practice, soccer jersey slightly damp with sweat, duffel hanging off his right shoulder. He couldn't hear what they were talking about, but he was mostly fixated on the arm around her waist. She just leaned in, like it was nothing, like it was normal.

Jeno slowly sat down with his friends, eyes still lingering on the two as his friends soon noticed. Renjun immediately shut Haechan up before he said anything unnecessary. Jeno's jaw tightened as he saw how close they were.

"Let it go, man.." Mark placed a hand on his arm. But he couldn't. Not when his girl was being held by someone else. But she didn't even glance back, she knew he was watching...and leaned into Jake just a little more.

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back to me - lee jeno x fem reader smau

masterlist <- 1: awkward -> 2: over him

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back to me - lee jeno x fem reader smau

basketball babies: jeno and the brats

playlist: disillusioned [ daniel caesar ] , flatline [ justin bieber ] , pauwi nako [ skusta klee, jnske...] , don't [ bryson tiller ] , make it to the morning [ PND ] , rainbow [ nct dream ]... (i tried to focus on his character vibes but like his 'mindset' more)

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many eyes fall onto the basketball captain for countless reasons. he never acknowledges any women that approach him, he plays basketball well..and he's just really attractive! but, don't trust his cold attitude..it really is just a facade. when yn and him broke up, he couldn't function as well. missing hoops, dribbling the ball out of his hands. he was a mess under that handsome face however he seems to manage it 'well' now after some time.

-- nct dream

chaos is brought along when these friends are together. on the court, their mindset gets changed and they are fully focused. when it comes to girls however...all of them are hopeless unlike jaemin. when they heard of the news of the break up, they were shocked that it came from random people in the hallways and not their bestfriend himself! but, when they saw the state of him, they could understand why. after a while, they were able to mend jeno back up and they watched as he became "nonchalant and sexy" as said by haechan.

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back to me - lee jeno x fem reader smau

frat house: yn's little angels

playlist: bad girlfriend [ anne-marie ] , hate rodrigo [ yena, yuqi ] , belong to the city [ PND ] , ganda gandahan [ dia maté ] , sativa [ jhené aiko, swae lee ] , young dumb & broke [ khalid ]...etc throughout chapters

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known for her bold personality, she constantly throws herself at new situations (literally...) with hook-up after hook-up, yn can't help but miss jeno. but to her it seems he's doing just fine after the break up, so she pushes her feelings aside and turns to random people to make her feel better. if you meet her, she's nice really..if you know how to mind your own business.

-- aespa, keeho (P1Harmony), taesan (BND)

like a family, this so called 'frat house' group of friends go through everything together. studying for exams? a little. doxxing a guy who pissed their friend off? definitely! - with their little cocky attitudes, these pretty people know their place but they will step up when needed. when jeno and yn broke up, they could only comfort their friend who now grew to be more independant but somehow careless. it's fine anyways, they'll be there to protect each other if something happens :D!

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back to me - lee jeno x fem reader smau

- college au

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synopsis: in which jeno and yn were exes but broke it off a year ago. now, with some changes, both are stubborn with high egos. despite the lingering feeling, neither one of them wants to give in - to the point where they'll watch their previous lover with someone else.

a/n: made this story for the vibes bt maybe took too long to post abt it so im not expecting much😓 there are also some changes of pov

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socials: frat house, basketball babies

1 - awkward

2 - over him ( written )

3 - jeno'd ( written )

4 - smells like cashmere ( written )

5 - desperate

6 - happy yn, happy family! ( written )

7 - without me

8 - clout

9 - #needthat

10 - safe ( written )

11 - like home ( written )

12 - missing us

13 - giddy

14 - ....

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nct dream-

when you don't call them by their pet name

a/n: a jeno smau is cooking in my head n it actually sounds good bt when it gets posted i hope it actually tastes good..😥

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Can you do a smau offf the men confronting the reader after seeing them repost a "I hate my boyfriend" video for giggles??

mha react to a "i hate my boyfriend" repost

a/n: YOO IM BACK (kinda..) sorry for no posts,, school rlly js sucks rn n i gotta lock in😝 i had some spare time so i decided to make this cos ik yall missed me🥺🥺 (im delusional). but anyways ill post when i can n rn i have something brewing in my head and it sounds rlly powerful so when it comes out, pls give it a try😼

characters: bakugou, todoroki, dabi, hawks, shinsou (not much sorry😓)

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Can you do a smau offf the reader having social anxiety??? PUHLEASE 🙇🏽‍♀️🙇🏽‍♀️either while dating and they're around people or the men trying to get to know them but the reader is being awkward and lowkey ghosting them.

mha texts with reader who has social anxiety

> i hope it was how you wanted it to be!

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