#7dream scenarios

[weirdkpopgirl]

Stealing Kisses | Dream Reaction #14

Reaction: When their gf steals a kiss from them

Genre: Fluff, slight angst in some

Warnings: insecure thoughts, kinda suggestive, light making out in Jaemin's, kissing (obviously lol)

Word Count: ~3.1k

Author's Note: This idea came to me last week I think, and I thought it'd be fun to write. I think you guys like this type of stuff too lol. It was also nice to write something sweet and fluffy, a break from my recent stuff. Hope you all like it and thank you for reading ^ ^

P.S. I'm currently have a few fics I'm working on. But I'm going to try writing some shorter stories for the members and group things to fill up my second masterlist.

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mark

The two of you were lying side by side on his bed, your gazes fixed on the ceiling. Mark was sharing his late-night thoughts, and you were listening attentively. Nights like these were a regular occurrence, mostly because Mark often had something weighing on his mind. Though it was usually just him recounting his busy day, tonight things seemed to carry a more serious tone.

“Sometimes, I’m just really not satisfied with myself,” he admitted, running a hand through his hair. “Like so many people are relying on me— with the company, 127 and Dream. Then there are the fans too, I don’t want to fail them. But no matter how much time and energy I put in, it’s not enough.”

You carefully processed your boyfriend’s concerns, trying to put yourself in his shoes. It was so easy to say he was just overthinking and shouldn’t worry so much. Yet you couldn’t bring yourself to do so, given that you faced similar struggles. Those dismissive words weren’t what either of you needed to hear. Mark was undoubtedly the most hardworking person you knew, but you understood all too well the feeling of never quite doing enough.

Before speaking this time, you opted for a different approach of consolation. You shifted around to gently place your hand on his cheek, guiding his gaze towards you. With closed eyes, you leaned in to kiss him softly. Your lips moved slowly against his, hoping he could feel the comfort of your touch. Soon enough, Mark’s hand rested comfortably on your back, reciprocating the affection.

You stifled a light giggle as you pulled away, catching his slightly confused expression. Offering a small smile you used your thumb to caress his cheek reassuringly.

“You’re doing great, Mark,” you whispered sincerely. “You might not think so at times, but I’m always so proud of you.”

And it was those words that caused water to gloss over Mark’s eyes. Then he was pulling you into a much-needed embrace, holding you tightly in his arms. You could feel the warmth of his smile as he mumbled, “Babe, I love you so much.”

Though you didn’t necessarily need to return the words for him to understand, you still said you loved him too. He deserved it, after all. He deserved every bit of love, understanding, and support. And you were more than willing to give it to him, wholeheartedly.

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renjun 

You emerged from the kitchen, holding a plate of freshly cut mango in your hand. Renjun was sitting at the table, fully absorbed in the watercolor painting in front of him. Seeing him use the paint set you got for his birthday brought a smile to your face. He was so engrossed in the activity that he almost didn’t hear you sit in the empty chair beside him.

Renjun momentarily glanced up from his artwork to greet you. “Hey.”

“Hey,” you replied quietly, carefully placing the plate of fruit on the table. The two of you shared a smile before his attention was on painting again.

For a moment, you paused to admire the way his focused expression softened his features, making him even more endearing in your eyes. You always found joy in watching your boyfriend immerse himself in the things he loved. Renjun consistently poured his heart and soul into everything he did, and that dedication was one of the many reasons your relationship flourished so beautifully. 

After a few minutes passed by of you silently observing the boy, you leaned into place a quick kiss on his cheek. His eyes widened in surprise, and a faint blush followed. 

“What was that for?” he asked, voice laced with curiosity.

You simply shrugged in response before confessing, “Just thought you looked cute.”

Renjun’s soft chuckle was like honey for your ears, and you couldn’t suppress a smile. “Oh is that so?” he teased, amusement twinkling in his eyes even as his gaze softened when he looked at you.

Now it was your turn to feel shy, heat naturally rushing to your face. Without a word, you reached for a slice of mango and lifted it to Renjun’s lips, quietly offering the yellow piece of fruit to him. Lucky for you, his eyes sparkled with fondness as he accepted the treat. 

However, he didn’t waste the chance to quickly steal a kiss from your lips, before taking a bite. Your eyes mirrored the surprise he had experienced earlier, and Renjun laughed now the tables had been turned. He savored the sweetness of the mango, just as he savored the sweet moment shared between the two of you.

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jeno 

You weren’t exactly expecting to return home to Jeno sprawled across your sofa. It was late at night, and you technically should have been back in your apartment much earlier. However, you got caught up in helping your friend rehearse for an audition and lost track of time. If you had known your boyfriend would be coming, you definitely would’ve gone home sooner.

 After quietly removing your shoes and shedding off your jacket, you carefully crossed the room to check the man resting on the couch. He looked so peaceful with his eyes blissfully shut and the pillow he held close to his chest. Yet, you couldn’t help but frown, thinking about how he must’ve been exhausted from work. While he never complained, you usually saw through his facade.

With a barely audible sigh, you fetched a cozy blanket to drape over him and tucked it snugly around his sleeping form. Leaning down, your lips pressed to his forehead and let your lips linger for a moment before pulling away. You straightened up, ready to start your nightly routine before heading to bed yourself. However, you froze when a warm hand tugged at your wrist. 

“Don’t go,” he murmured, almost sounding like a child begging his mom not to leave. 

The unexpected sound of his voice made your heart skip a beat. “Sorry for waking you up,” you apologized sheepishly, turning back to see him.

He shifted over a bit to give you some space, and you sat down beside him. Without thinking, your hand subconsciously moved to stroke his hair gently. He hummed at the sensation, appreciating any sort of affection from you.

“Don’t apologize. I liked it,” he said softly, leaning further into your touch. “Do you always kiss me when I’m asleep?”

“Sometimes,” you admitted quietly, feeling a blush creeping up your cheeks.

A small pout formed on his lips in response. “You should just kiss me when I’m awake so I can give you one back.”

His words would’ve sounded playful if they hadn’t been spoken in such a sulky tone. But of course, you sort of expected this reaction from Jeno. Chuckling softly, your embarrassment gradually began to melt away.

Moving your hand to caress his face, you casually said, “Well you can give me one now if you’d like.”

With your permission, Jeno happily sat up to pull you closer for a kiss that made your head spin. Nonetheless, it was a tender moment that left you both with silly smiles as you parted. Afterward, you took his hand in yours and suggested you both move to the bedroom so he could sleep more comfortably.

Later, as you cuddled up together in bed, Jeno smiled to himself as he felt a rush of love he felt for you. Even though it was past one a.m., he still found himself falling for you all over again.

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haechan 

To say the least, Haechan was a little restless just chilling in his apartment with you. Usually, he liked being at home, especially with your company. But the original plan for today was to have a lovely date at Han River, which was forfeited due to the ongoing thunderstorm outside. He regretted not looking at the weather forecast beforehand.

So to cure his self-proclaimed “boredom,” Haechan proposed the idea of playing the pepero game. At first, you tried to decline, knowing that you’d be signing up for endless teasing and blushing on your part. That didn’t sound very fun to you.

“Oh come on, babe!” he pleaded, shaking the pepero box. “I won’t be annoying this time, promise.”

Knowing he was going to keep whining until you agreed, you reluctantly set aside the book you were using to ignore him. “Ugh, fine. But just this once!” you conceded, holding your pointer finger up as a warning.

Haechan grinned triumphantly as he tore open the bag inside the box to retrieve a Pepero stick. He moved to where you were sitting on the couch and lifted the chocolate-covered treat to your lips, gesturing to open it. With a resigned sigh, you reluctantly complied and took the stick with your teeth. Haechan took hold of the other end, his eyes already sparkling with mischief.

As the two of you started nibbling, Haechan promptly contradicted his earlier promise of not being annoying. His eyes sparkled with mischief when you hesitated after he took the next bite, leaving only a few centimeters left. No matter how often you had been in close proximity with your boyfriend, there was something uniquely captivating about the way his warm tan skin was adorned with scattered moles, and how you could get lost in his deep brown eyes. Seeing those features up close always stirred a weirdly fluttery sensation in your heart.

“Don’t tell me you’re getting shy already, (Y/n),” he teased, his words slightly muffled by the long biscuit between his teeth. You merely glared at him in response, unwilling to admit how easily you were influenced by him.

To rebel, you decided to make a bold move of your own this time. Despite your racing heart, you seized the opportunity and bit the remaining piece, but not without planting a swift kiss on his lips. Haechan froze for a moment as you pulled away. A laugh escaped when you saw that he was too stunned to speak. Well, that was one way to shut him up.

Feigning innocence, you asked, “That’s what you wanted, am I wrong?”

It didn’t take long for a grin to spread across the boy’s lips. The initial shock of your unexpected move kiss was replaced by a look of impressed amusement. In the next moment, his right arm encircled your waist, drawing you close once more. You didn’t even have time to blush before his lips began to explore every exposed inch of your skin.

“You’re so bad for me,” he murmured between kisses, his fingers tangling your hair. “But I love it.”

You giggled, surrendering to the warmth of his affection. Maybe you’d be more inclined to indulge in games with Haechan now, knowing they’d end up like this.

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jaemin

In the solace of his apartment, Jaemin observed you interact with his cats in the living room. Usually, he’d be cooing and snapping a hundred pictures of you and his children. However, he wasn’t very amused at the moment.

Na Jaemin never thought he’d be jealous of his babies until he saw Luke rubbing against your leg and hopping into your lap. Your giggly response and the way you tenderly stroked your fingers through the feline’s soft white hair, certainly didn’t make him feel any better. Although he loved his pets dearly, seeing them snuggle up to you so easily made him feel a bit envious. 

“Hmmph, it seems like you’ve become more fond of Luke than your own boyfriend,” he scoffed, not even bothering to hide it. 

You looked up, noticing how he was resting his head in the palm of his hand, his elbow propped on the couch’s armrest. His body language fully displayed his discontent, and you tried not to laugh. Rolling your eyes, you returned Luke to his siblings and tugged the collar of Jaemin’s hoodie to pull him in for a sweet kiss. 

Any negative feelings dissipated instantly as his heart fluttered at the touch of your lips against his. Warmth spread through him like wildfire. But before he could reciprocate the kiss, you pulled away with a playful glint in your eyes.

“Does that make you happy?” you teased, gently pushing him back to give yourself some space.

Adoration shined over Jaemin’s eyes as he grinned. “Hm, I think another one would make me even happier,” he said, his voice husky with desire.

Before you could even respond this time, Jaemin was already leaning in to capture your lips in a passionate kiss that sent sparks flying between you. One of his hands rested on the nape of your neck, allowing him to press his lips harder against yours, while the other was placed firmly on your waist. Though you were initially caught off guard by the sudden intensity of the kiss, you decided to enjoy this moment of intimacy.

As you melted into each other’s arms, Jaemin was reminded once again of just how amazing it felt to be loved by you. Honestly, if he could have one wish, he’d probably wish to kiss you forever.

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chenle 

The steaming pot of oxtail soup stared up at you, and you lowered the heat to let it simmer some more. It was your first time cooking the Chinese soup. But recalling how your mom used to make it when you were younger, figuring it on your own hadn’t been too difficult. Although you were mostly confident in your culinary skills, you still wanted to be sure.

“Lele, can you come here for a sec?” you called out to your boyfriend who was probably playing some mobile game in the living room. 

You could hear rustling sounds, and soon the sound of slippers padding against the wooden floor reached your ears.  “Smells good babe,” he said, shuffling over to your side. 

Something about seeing Chenle waddle into the kitchen, wearing a black sweatshirt with the hood over his messy hair, made your heart strangely beat faster. But instead of ignoring that feeling like you usually did, you decided to act on it this time.

After dipping a spoon in the red broth, you raised the utensil to his mouth. “Taste it for me.”

Chenle complied, allowing you to feed him some of the soup. You tried to suppress a laugh as a smug yet impressed expression appeared on his face. However, before he could give you his feedback, you swiftly leaned in to give him a peck. 

The male froze for a moment at your actions. You chuckled softly and hugged his waist, as your cheeks flushed with embarrassment. His eyes widened in surprise before the corner of his lips curled into a smirk. A part of him wanted to tease you for stepping out of your shy image, but he also found himself enjoying it a little too much. 

“Did you like it?” you asked, glancing up at him innocently.

Chenle’s cocky grin widened as he leaned in closer. His eyes twinkled with mischief, as he used his pointer finger to gently tilt your chin upward. “Wait, let me taste it again to just be sure,” he teased.

It didn’t take much for you to understand that he was not talking about the food. You simply smiled as his lips brushed against yours before he went all in. Shivers danced down your spine as you melted into the electrifying kiss. By the time you finally pulled apart, Chenle was smiling like an idiot.

“Hm, that was delicious,” he breathed, earning a playful smack on the shoulder from you. Even though you had started it, his comment was unnecessary in your opinion. Was he trying to kill you?

Trying to recover from your now flustered state, you returned your attention to the brewing pot on the stove. Chenle’s laugh rang through your ears, and then he was squeezing you into a backhug. It was those types of moments that reassured you that being with Chenle could never be boring.

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jisung 

Amidst the dark sky, the street lamps cast a soft, golden glow as you walked back to your apartment. Jisung strolled beside you, holding your hand securely. Occasionally, you smiled to yourself, thinking about how tonight had been another lovely date, filled with laughter, shared stories, and stolen glances that spoke volumes without a single word.

As you neared your apartment building, you felt Jisung’s fingers intertwined with yours tighten. A sense of reluctance washed over him, realizing that he wasn’t ready to say goodbye tonight yet. Your presence always brought Jisung a sense of warmth that made him the happiest when you were together. He wanted to experience that just a little while longer.

Pausing in front of your door, your eyes widened when you were pulled into a tight embrace. Jisung seemed clingier than usual this evening, but you honestly couldn’t complain. You returned the hug by wrapping your arms around his waist and letting your nose press against the oversized hoodie he was wearing. The scent of the perfume Renjun recently bought for him filled your senses. It wasn’t bad, you thought to yourself.

“I miss you already,” Jisung murmured, his chin relaxing against your head. 

The soft longing in his voice left your heart melting. These were the types of words you expected to read in texts from Jisung. So hearing them in person was even more touching. A smile tugged on your lips and you pulled away slightly to glance around, ensuring there were no cameras around. Once you confirmed there were no prying eyes that might stir trouble for either of you, you reached up on your tiptoes and pressed a quick but passionate kiss to Jisung’s lips.

He blinked in surprise, heat immediately rushing to his cheeks as the unexpected affection registered through his mind. Any kiss from you always made his heart flutter and left him wearing a shy smile. Nonetheless, witnessing the fondness in your eyes as you were blushing too was irresistible for Jisung.

Chuckling he moved his hand to gently pat your head. “Cute.”

You blushed a little at his words and squeezed in one last hug before he reluctantly released you to head inside. 

“I love you, Ji,” you said quietly, glancing back one last time to ensure he heard you. He exhaled shakily and said he loved you more.

There was an unspoken sadness shared between you, both feeling the weight of the parting. The two of you were uncertain of when or where you’d meet again. However, you found comfort in the knowledge that the love you had with Jisung was too strong to let too much time pass without seeing each other. In the meantime, you would cherish those precious memories together.

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[dawn-in-neocity]

giving nct dream butterflies

mark

domesticity makes him lose his mind. waking up together. seeing you get along well with his family. coming home to you or waiting for you to come home. writing christmas cards together. brushing your teeth next to each other before bed. when you talk about your future and you say when we’re married or when we’re parents. lounging on the couch and browsing through home decor catalogs.

renjun

you could be together for 1000 years. gentle touches will never cease to make his heart race. getting an eyelash off his cheek. cradling his face in your hand and caressing his jaw. running your thumb along the back of his hand when you hold it. gently scratching his scalp to comfort him. softly pecking his cheek. at home spa days when you delicately massage creams and serums onto his face.

jeno

goes insane when you compliment him out of the blue. telling him his smile is so pretty. noticing his gym progress and casually telling him (will turn red if you touch his biceps/pecs while mentioning it). telling him how smart or creative he is. randomly saying he looks good in whatever he’s wearing. when he hears you bragging about him to your friends. hyping him up when you take his pictures.

haechan

he’s so used to smothering you with affection, but he turns into a blushing mess whenever you return it. kissing all over his face when you feel particularly bubbly. back hugging him. resting your head on his shoulder when you’re tired. koala hugging him whenever he’s been away from you for too long. holding his hand with both of yours. putting your arm around his shoulders.

jaemin

actions speak louder than words, but verbal declarations of love still make him so indescribably happy. telling him you’re so thankful to have him. saying how happy he makes you. calling him your favorite person. telling him you need him. when you say you want to be with him forever. calling him “my love.” a plain i love you always goes, but “i’m in love with you” sends him reeling.

chenle

reminders that you’re always thinking of him make his heart SWELL. bringing him a candle you found while shopping because you thought it’d be nice for his living room. texting him a pic of something random you have an inside joke about. calling him immediately after an important meeting/event to debrief. asking for his advice or opinion on big decisions. trying to cook/bake his favorite food.

jisung

feeling your bare skin on his makes him sooo happy and giddy. like when you rub sunscreen on his back during vacation. putting your hands up his hoodie because you’re cold. him laying down in your lap and resting his cheek on your thighs. pressing your foreheads together. when you cling to his arm and curl your hand around his bicep. when you’re cuddling and your bare legs get all wrapped up together.

[orangesaek]

hi sorry to bother you. But could you by chance do a Jaemin or Jeno scenario where he asks his s/o to scratch his back because he really likes it? With extra fluff if possible 😅

“Babe~” Jaemin called excitedly as he entered your shared apartment, announcing his arrival with a bright smile plastered on his face. The thought of you waiting for him and welcoming him with hugs and kisses had him giggling on his way home. However, his smile was replaced with a (cute) pout when he couldn’t find you anywhere in sight.

He made his way to your bedroom, carefully opening the door in case you were already sound asleep. It was past midnight anyway, he really couldn’t blame you.

“Babe?” he quietly called again as his head peeked behind the door before walking right in and gently closing it with a worried sigh.

There you were, typing away at your desk, back hunched, and your head bobbing lightly to the music on your earbuds, completely oblivious of his presence. He honestly would prefer to see you snoring the night away than see you working late again.

You were massaging your temples when you suddenly felt a huge pair of hands grab your shoulders and straighten your back. You froze in your seat, thinking a robber had come in, but immediately relaxed as soon as a familiar scent of perfume hit your nose. You quickly stood up and turned to face a smiling Na Jaemin.

“Jaemin!” you greeted with a big smile on your face and hugged him tightly, and Jaemin more than happily did the same.

“I’m home,” he said. “I missed you so much, baby,”

“I missed you too, and welcome home,” you said, your words coming out a bit muffled as you buried your face in his chest. The days he spent at the gym and eating healthily have definitely paid off, you thought.

Jaemin kissed the top of your head before (reluctantly) letting you go.

“Sorry, I didn’t notice you were already home. For a second I thought a robber had come in…” you quietly said as you removed your earbuds and placed them on your desk, “How was your day, baby?”

Jaemin gave you a sweet smile as he looked into your eyes and kissed you tenderly on the lips.

“I had such a long day, princess.” he sighed, fatigue evident in his eyes. “But don’t worry about me. I’m feeling much, much better now ‘cause you’re here,” he added, flashing another bright smile. You shook your head and pursed your lips in discontent.

“I’m really glad you’re home safe, but I’d like it if you could also tell me about how your day went...” you mumbled under your breath.

Jaemin let out a small chuckle, eyes soft as he curled a strand of your hair behind your ear.

“How about I take a quick shower first and then we’ll talk about it in bed, princess?” 

You just slowly nodded out of consideration; he does deserve a relaxing, hot shower after such a long day. You then gestured to the desk behind you.

“I’m just gonna finish this up real quick,” you said.

Jaemin took a quick look at the computer screen before looking back at you. There was no way he was going to let you work until the sun came up.

“Is it urgent or can you finish it later?” he asked. You pursed your lips in thought and shook your head lightly with a smile.

“Nah, not really. It can wait a bit,” you answered. “I just thought it would be more efficient for me to do a little bit of work while I wait for you.”

Jaemin nodded in understanding, mouthing an ‘okay’. It was nearly the end of the month anyway, which meant you had double the amount of work to catch up on. Although he was never happy with seeing you working til daylight, he also understood how it was an important week for you. He motioned for you to go back to work before finally heading to the shower.

After doing his skincare in the bathroom, Jaemin happily made his way to the bedroom, letting out a satisfied exhale. He then opened the door to the bedroom quietly, and much to his delight, you were already lying in bed with your phone in your hand, back facing him while laughing at whatever video you were watching. His heart always warmed at the sight of you smiling and laughing, and so much more if he was the reason behind them.

His presence didn’t go unnoticed this time as you turned your body to the source of another familiar scent that enveloped the room. It was Jaemin’s body wash, the only brand he had been using ever since you gifted it to him on a random day.

“Did you take a good shower?” you asked after putting your phone away. Jaemin nodded with a satisfied grin. You then patted the empty space beside you, and Jaemin immediately climbed into bed and snuggled closer, locking you in place with his arm and leg on top of you.

You let out a giggle when Jaemin started playfully kissing you all over your face before landing a sweet peck on your lips.

“Have I told you I missed you today?” he asked, voice soft as he looked into your eyes lovingly. You moved your body to face him, looking him in the eyes with an equally loving gaze.

“Yeah, you did. But I don’t mind hearing it again,” you answered as you lightly brushed his soft lips with your index finger, looking at him expectantly. Jaemin gave you a small but adoring smile as he kissed the tip of your finger.

“I missed you today, my beautiful and wonderful y/n," he whispered before quickly adding, “I miss you each time we’re not together.”

What he said warmed your heart, and you couldn’t stop yourself from kissing him on the lips. Jaemin tightened his hold on you as he deepened the kiss, hoping you would feel all the love he had for you.

You broke away first before giving him a peck and lightly chuckling at a now-pouting Jaemin.

“So,” you started, pretending not to notice his still-pouting face. “How was your day?” you asked. Jaemin hummed in thought; he honestly didn’t know where to start.

“Do you want to be the little spoon while you tell me the details?” you suggested, and you swore you saw his face light up. Jaemin always liked being the little spoon, especially when he was feeling extra tired or stressed from work.

For Jaemin, you were his source of comfort. You were like a soft, warm blanket that keeps his entire being warm and happy on a cold, lonely night.

"Sweetie?" he softly called. You hummed in response, urging for him to continue. "If it's not too much to ask, would you please scratch my back, too?" he asked, eyes blinking with expectation under his long, pretty lashes.

"Of course, my baby. Anything for you," you answered, and the two of you quickly repositioned yourselves, with Jaemin resting his head on the crook of your neck. Your leg was now on top of him, arms wrapped around him as you started gently scratching his back. 

“This really feels so nice. Thank you, baby,” Jaemin said as he let out a contented sigh. If there was one thing you could do to effectively relieve him from stress, it was to scratch his back until he fell asleep.

Jaemin had started talking until you finally heard the yawns in between. You alternated between scratching his back and gently patting his butt like a baby, and it didn’t take long before his words started to come out slurry before completely dozing off.

You couldn’t help but smile when you glanced down and saw him with a peaceful look on his face. 

“I love you, Na Jaemin,” you whispered before placing a gentle kiss on top of his head and drifting off to sleep as well.

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[a/n] to whoever sent this in: I'M SO SORRY this is so long overdue :') I hope you're still around! oh, and don't worry, u're not a bother to me at all please TT^TT <3 thanks for ur request!

[jukipptx]

jisung is so shy that he arrives home once he’s sure you’re already sleeping. the one thing he doesn’t know is that you can hear the door opening, him leaving his bag on the floor and taking off his shoes, when he washes his teeth and when he sighs (he’s pretty noisy). he perfectly knows that you sleep on your left side, so he scurries carefully on the right side of your bed and gets as close as possible to you without whimpering in excitement (adorably). the other thing he doesn’t know is how, once he falls asleep, you turn to your right and hug him just the way he likes it (almost at a molecular level). and when you wake up you find his cold nose stuck up on your neck. he chuckles thinking about how you’re both doing these things in secret, but end up waking up like this, busted and in love 😭😭😭

[nanamelody]

Primeiro "Eu te amo" | NCT Dream

Título: Quando você diz seu primeiro "Eu te amo" Gênero: Fluff Avisos: nenhum Contagem de Palavras: 3,341k Notas da autora: Oiê pessoas! Eu escrevi esse react mais rápido do que eu imaginava que escreveria. Tentei organizar cenários e situações diferentes para a leitura não ficar maçante. Nesse caso, os meninos já se declararam, mas a s/n nunca respondeu. Espero que vocês gostem da escrita de uma senhora cansada no último ano de facul tentando esvaziar a mente. Beijos!

mark lee

Você e Mark namoravam há pouco mais de um mês. Ele te convidou para ir com ele ao shopping.

Assim que você entrou no carro, Lee sorriu e passou a mão na nuca, antes de se inclinar e dar um selinho em seus lábios. Você poderia jurar que os olhos dele viraram dois corações pela forma com ele te olhava. Como um namorado fofo que era, não perdia nenhuma oportunidade para falar que te ama.

"Amor, você está tão linda! Já disse que esse vestido fica perfeito em você? Meu Deus, eu te amo tanto!"

"Obrigada príncipe! E é claro que esse vestido é lindo, foi você quem me deu."

Todas as suas respostas eram assim. Você nunca respondia de volta quando ele dizia que te amava. Era fofo e dava vontade de apertá-lo, mas você simplesmente não se sentia a vontade para responder. E seu namorado sempre desviava seu olhar para baixo, sorrindo de modo melancólico. No fundo, você sabia que ele esperava ansiosamente o momento em que aquelas três palavrinhas saíssem da sua boca.

Ao chegar no shopping, vocês fora ao cinema, comeram e agora, você inventou que gostaria de uma sobremesa, ao que prontamente Mark disse que resolveria. Te deu um beijo doce e foi comprar sorvete para vocês.

Você se sentia mal por não demonstrar completamente o quanto você amava o amava, mas não podia evitar depois de ter vivido um relacionamento tóxico com seu ex. Mas cada vez mais você se sentia pronta para corresponder as palavras dele, . Mark nunca exigiu que você o correspondesse, nem nunca pressionou você a dizê-lo de volta, porque ele nunca duvidou dos seus sentimentos.

Ao ver seu namorado sorridente voltando com as duas casquinhas de sorvete, você não pôde evitar se contagiar com o sentimento mais puro que já sentiu na vida. Por isso, achou que aquele era o momento adequado. Mas, por algum motivo, parecia que as palavras estavam presas em sua garganta.

Ao vê-lo sentando-se ao seu lado, pegou o seu sorvete e o agradeceu com um beijo no rosto. Olhando perdidamente para uma pessoa aleatória parada em frente a uma vitrine, você se permitiu dizer tudo o que você gostaria de ter dito desde o começo.

"Mark, sei que ainda não te falei isso, mas eu te amo muito. Desculpe por demorar tanto tem-"

Você foi interrompida por um par de lábios gelados nos seus. O sorriso crescente de Mark fez com que seu coração derretesse, enquanto você correspondia a demonstração de afeto com todo o seu ser.

"Eu te amo ainda mais, minha princesa. Fico feliz que você esteja a vontade para dizer isso para mim."

huang renjun

Depois de um dia cansativo, você foi até o dormitório do seu melhor amigo, Renjun. Há dias vocês não se viam, devido a correria da rotina do menino, mas depois de uma mensagem dizendo "oi s/n, estou morrendo de saudades, você pode vir?", você obviamente foi correndo vê-lo e levou donuts com cobertura de chocolate para animá-lo. Não pôde deixar de rir um pouco, ao encontrá-lo jogado na cama. Esses momentos eram raros, visto que quando ele chegava dos treinos, geralmente desperdiçava o resto de sua energia pintando alguma coisa com sua aquarela.

Aproximou-se devagar, colocando os donuts numa mesinha e notou que o amigo estava cochilando com o braço em cima dos olhos. Decidida a não acordá-lo, você ajeitou-se cuidadosamente ao lado dele na cama, olhando-o bem de perto. Ele era tão... Bonito. Ao notar que esses pensamentos estão inundando sua mente, você balança a cabeça, na tentativa de afastá-los. Mas aquele em sua frente era Huang Renjun, o garoto por quem você é apaixonada (só não gostava de admitir) há anos e anos. Honestamente, você nunca quis ser apenas amiga dele. Quase teve um ataque quando o braço dele pousou na cama, mas foi melhor assim, já que você poderia olhá-lo ainda mais perfeitamente.

Você entrou em um transe. Estava tão hipnotizada com a beleza estarrecedora do menino, que quase não percebeu quando ele se virou para você e abriu os olhos vagarosamente. Você o olhava com admiração, cuidado, carinho... Eu diria que esse olhar beirava a adoração. Ele estava ali, tão lindo, tão fofo, tão real. Renjun corou ao ver seu olhar - que você evidentemente não conseguiu disfarçar a tempo - e deixou um sorriso tímido escapar.

"Você sempre me observa dormindo, s/a?"

"Você nunca dorme quando estou aqui, Junnie".

Vocês continuaram se olhando, com sorrisos tímidos no rosto. Mas não era essa a resposta que ele esperava. Por isso, você continuou.

"É que você estava tão bonito dormindo. Não queria te acordar."

Você julgou-se mentalmente por ser tão clichê. Ao vê-lo tão perto de você, foi inevitável desviar o olhar para a boca dele, ansiando pelo que viria a seguir. As borboletas brincavam em seu estômago. Renjun, chegando mais e mais perto selou seus lábios em um beijo terno e cheio de sentimento.

"S/n, eu te amo."

Você quase engasgou quando ouviu aquelas palavras. Renjun foi assertivo ao dizê-las, como se ele estivesse pensando isso há muito tempo. Ele se divertiu ao ver sua expressão, e apenas te puxou para mais perto, abraçando sua cintura. Depois de um longo momento, você finalmente sorriu timidamente e selou novamente os lábios do amigo.

"Eu também, te amo Junnie. Muito, muito, muito!

A expressão do garoto se suavizou ainda mais. Você poderia jurar que ele deu o sorriso mais lindo que você já tinha visto em toda a sua vida.

"Mas Renjun, o que nós somos agora?"

"Ué, namorados sua boba. O que deveríamos ter sido desde o começo."

lee jeno

Jeno estava com um bico enorme, o que te fez se perguntar como alguém tão fofo assim poderia existir. O motivo era ainda mais engraçado. Seu namorado queria te surpreender em todos os momentos e, por isso, marcou um date com você assim que vocês saíssem da academia. Como um casal maromba, vocês adoravam treinar juntos, e essa tarde não foi diferente. Mas uma tempestade estragou os planos de Jeno.

Depois que vocês terminaram o treino e tomaram banho na academia mesmo, vocês passaram as catracas e pararam. Uma tempestade desencorajava qualquer um de sair. Os relâmpagos iluminavam o céu de tempos em tempos e os trovões faziam você estremecer. Mas vocês, teimosos como eram, correram até o carro de Jeno, que estava bem longe no estacionamento aberto. Ao fechar a porta, foi inevitável não cair em uma crise de riso. Vocês dois estavam pingando, descabelados e ofegantes. Mesmo depois da crise de riso, você reconheceu que seu namorado se cobrava muito por você, e estava bem chateado consigo mesmo, motivo pelo qual ele estava tão quieto. Então você resolveu se declarar para deixar ele ciente de que ele era muito bom para você.

"Jeno, encosta o carro. Agora!"

O pobre garoto encostou o carro na estrada, sem entender nada. A preocupação era visível em seus olhos. Você disse um "vem" animada, enquanto abria a porta e permitia que a chuva te molhasse livremente. Fechou a porta e saiu correndo por um campo aberto e cheio de grama verde. Jeno te seguiu, ainda um pouco confuso. Correu até você protegendo o rosto. Quando ele, se aproximou, você pegou na mão dele e o guiou numa dança silenciosa, repleta de risadas, passos errados e escorregões.

"Você lembra que você comentou comigo no começo do nosso namoro que achava que o primeiro beijo perfeito aconteceria na chuva?"

Você viu seu namorado sorrir e concordar. Você sabia que deveria se declarar agora e por isso, não guardou os seus sentimentos. Com uma frase curta, você quis expressar tudo o que sentia pelo seu namorado.

"O mundo deles pode estar caindo, mas meu mundo é você todinho, Nono. Enquanto estivermos juntos, está tudo bem. Eu te amo!"

Essas palavras certaram em cheio o seu namorado, que te olhou cheio de admiração. O sorriso que você tanto ama apareceu, fazendo com que um eyesmile perfeito também surgisse. Ele te deu um beijo de tirar o fôlego, o que, com toda a certeza, correspondeu exatamente todo o sentimento que você expressou.

"Vem, agora nós vamos para casa tomar um banho, antes que peguemos um resfriado."

"Não senhora. Você não vai entrar toda molhada assim no meu carro não!"

"Ah, seu palhaço! Você está todo molhado também. Volta aqui!"

Ele corria como se não houvesse amanhã, apenas para te provocar. Você perseguiu Jeno até o carro. Ele estava radiante, então sua missão estava cumprida.

lee haechan

Você nunca tinha dito ao seu namorado que o amava, e achava que estava tudo bem. Na realidade, você nem imaginava o que se passava na cabeça de Haechan.

Vocês estavam jogados no sofá, enquanto comiam pipoca e assistiam um filme ridiculamente chato. Ou melhor, ele assistia, enquanto você estava mais focada em fazer carinho na cabeça do homem que você amava. De repente, isso martelou em sua cabeça. Se você o ama, por que nunca disse? Esse pensamento roubou um sorriso seu, enquanto você ponderava se deveria dizer aquilo agora. Conhecendo o seu namorado, você sabia que ele faria o maior drama. Talvez, poderia até se engasgar com a pipoca.

"S/a, no que você está pensando?"

"Em nada muito específico, vida."

"Ah, então você quer dizer que parou de mexer no meu cabelo por estar pensando em nada muito específico? Que namorada desnaturada a minha! Sorte sua que eu te amo. Mas eu acho que você nem gosta tanto assim de mim."

Aquele último comentário fez com que você desfizesse o sorriso, trocando-o para uma expressão confusa, e até mesmo culpada. Seu coração quase se despedaçou quando observou o leve biquinho na boca de Haechan. Você sempre imaginou que ele sabia o que ele causava em você. Quando ele chegava, você sentia seu coração pular. Adorava o cheiro do perfume dele, o cuidado dele, a maneira como ele te abraçava, os beijos, as carícias e a forma como ele amava você. Você o amava. Por isso, sem hesitar, você disse com toda a certeza:

"Lee Donghyuck você não faz nem ideia do quanto eu te amo, sério! Você é tudo para mim."

Depois de dizer isso, você sentiu suas bochechas esquentarem. Provavelmente, você estava mais vermelha que um tomate, mas isso não importava nem um pouquinho. Ver aquele sorriso lindo era literalmente tudo o que você mais queria. Você pôde jurar que viu algumas lágrimas brotaram nos cantinhos dos olhos de Hyuck, o que enterneceu ainda mais o seu coração.

"É sério que você está chorando, meu amor?"

"Amor, você é quem deveria estar chorando por ter um namorado tão maravilhoso como eu. E eu também te amo muito, do tamanho do infinito."

O resto da noite seria marcado por diversos beijos carinhosos e talvez, alguns amassos a mais. Mas não importava o que acontecesse, o sorriso nunca saia do rosto de Haechan.

na jaemin

Você nunca viu a necessidade de dizer ao Jaemin que você o ama. A relação de vocês era tão doce e tão pura, que você sinceramente imaginava que ele sabia que você era perdidamente apaixonada por ele.

"S/a, o que você acha dessa roupa?"

"É linda Nana."

Jaemin suspira em sinal de reprovação. Você o acompanhou em um dia de compras, que por sinal, ele levou muito a sério. Pela quinta vez, você mal levantou os olhos do celular para analisar como ele ficava com a determinada roupa.

"Amor, isso é sério! Tenho uma sessão de fotos amanhã e pela primeira vez, a empresa deixou que eu escolhesse minhas próprias roupas. Você sabe que isso é importante para mim. Vou colocar a última, e espero que você pelo menos olhe para o seu lindo namorado."

Fazendo uma cara de deboche com um leve riso, você fez sinal para que seu namorado entrasse no provador. Ele fez um biquinho adorável e você sorriu pela maneira que o rei do drama agia. Ao encarar a cortina creme recém fechada, começou a pensar no fato de que nunca tinha dito ao seu namorado que o amava, e então, sentiu até um pouco de culpa. Já que seus sentimentos eram totalmente verdadeiros, que mal tinha dizer isso em voz alta?

É verdade que você já tinha sussurrado que o amava enquanto ele dormia, mas sempre se certificava que ele estava dormindo profundamente antes. Deu um sorriso carinhoso ao pensar na carinha que ele faria ao escutar você falando as três palavrinhas mágicas. Mas como você adorava provocar seu namorado, sai dos seus devaneios decidida que fingiria não se importar muito com o último look.

"Pronto S/n, o que você achou desse?"

"Uhm, bonito Nana."

A voz de Jaemin dava sinais de que ele estava levemente emburrado. Você sorriu ao ouvir seu namorado bufar. Marchando pesadamente, ele entrou no provador e fechou a cortina com uma força descomunal, quase derrubando a cadeira em que as outras roupas estavam apoiadas.

Você deixou seu celular de lado, caminhou vagarosamente até o provador, e abriu a cortina bem de mansinho. Nana não percebeu a aproximação, por estar passando a camiseta pela cabeça. Você encarou as costas brancas e lisinhas do namorado e não pensou duas vezes para abraça-lo. Sorriu ao perceber que ele se assustou um pouco, mas preferiu manter a pose de "durão".

"Gatinho, não fique bravo comigo. Eu só não olhei demais para você porque sei que sou completamente apaixonada por você. Se eu reparasse muito, você nem conseguiria experimentar todas essas roupas, porque eu iria te encher de beijos."

O garoto, que até então estava olhando para o seu reflexo no espelho, virou-se para você, passando os braços pela sua cintura. Sorrindo, ele levanta sua cabeça com o indicador e sela seus lábios com carinho.

"Quando você pretendia me encher de beijos? Pode ser agora?

Essa colocação te fez dar uma risada sincera. O ar condicionado em contraste com o corpo quente do seu namorado te dava leves arrepios.

"Eu te amo com todo o meu coração, Nana."

Isso bastou para que Nana unisse os lábios de vocês, num beijo ainda mais doce e carinhoso que o anterior. O sorriso apaixonado em seu rosto foi suficiente para que você sentisse seu coração derreter, tendo ainda mais certeza de que aquele era o homem a quem você amava.

"Eu também te amo, minha princesa. Fico feliz que você tenha finalmente me dito isso."

zhong chenle

Uma noite incrível infelizmente estava chegando ao fim. Seu date com Chenle terminou da forma mais fofa possível.

Vocês foram para um parque de diversões. Você não ia em um há muito tempo e, sabendo disso, Chenle te convidou para um encontro bem clichê. Ele queria muito zoar com a sua cara ao te levar em brinquedos mirabolantes e planejava tirar altas fotos das suas caras e bocas. Na verdade, lá no fundinho do coração, ele só queria passar um tempo com a garota a quem ele tanto amava. Mas o garoto nunca admitiria isso em voz alta - assim ele imaginava.

Depois de sair do carrinho de bate-bate, Chenle viu uma barraca de tiros e resolveu participar. O objetivo do jogo era derrubar uma nave espacial e, se a maior das naves fosse derrubada - a que se mexia mais rápido - o prêmio era um urso enorme, o qual fez seus olhos brilharem. E Lele só era um homem querendo impressionar sua namorada. Então, não pensou duas vezes antes de comprar as fichas. Alguns minutos se passaram, sem sucesso. Ele comprava ficha atrás de ficha, em vão.

"Lele, deixa para lá. Vamos na montanha-russa? A fila está pequena. Eu fico feliz porque meu namorado se empenhou tanto assim para ganhar um urso para mim."

"S/a, agora é questão de honra. Se eu não ganhar, meu nome não é mais Zhong Chenle."

Você afastou-se rindo por conta da sua última colocação, enquanto via pelo menos mais 30 lindas tentativas frustradas do seu namorado. As pontinhas de suas orelhas já estavam vermelhas e, conhecendo ele, sabia o quanto estava bravo.

"Ah S/n, eu só queria mostrar para você o quanto eu te amo. Não queria desistir, mas não consigo!"

As palavras de seu namorado foram como um soco em seu estômago - no bom sentido (se é que há bom sentido nisso). Você se lembrou que nunca tinha dito que o amava. A sensação que tinha quando via o garoto com risada de golfinho era uma mistura. Quando vocês se beijavam, sempre parecia a primeira vez. Você definitivamente o amava. Então, resolveu externalizar isso, como um incentivo para que ele conseguisse o tal urso. Você chamou atenção do maior, segurando seu rosto com carinho. Ficou na pontinha dos pés antes de distribuir beijinhos pelo rosto do namorado, que fez caretas engraçadas.

"Lele, eu amo você e nunca duvidaria do seu amor por mim por causa de uma coisa tão banal. Mas, sem querer te ofender ou questionar seus esforços, eu quero esse urso! E como seria o seu nome caso você não conseguisse? Acho que Chenle combina bem com você... Agora você VAI conseguir!"

No final, Chenle acertou a nave e ganhou o seu urso. Claro que apenas depois de MUITA relutância, ele admitiu que ouvir um "eu te amo" saindo da sua boca deu a ele toda a concentração que precisava.

"Que tal se o nome do meu urso for Daegal?"

"Esquece, a Daegal é única. Que tal Bear?"

"Uau, quanta criatividade!"

park jisung

Depois da prática, Jisung chegava em seu dormitório acabado. Após uma troca de mensagens, você percebeu que seu namorado estava precisando de sua atenção, então resolveu surpreendê-lo ao ir ao ensaio do Dream antes mesmo dele acabar. E é claro que você levou frango frito para todos os meninos.

Assim que você chegou na sala de práticas, todos sorriram. Você era muito querida por todos os membros, que te tratavam como uma irmãzinha mais nova. Jisung sorriu e sentiu seu coração quentinho após ver toda aquela interação entre as pessoas que ele mais amava no mundo. Deixou uma pontinha de ciúmes para lá, porque sabia o quanto você era importante para os meninos também.

Sentou-se do seu lado, te roubando um selinho e fazendo um coro de "UUUUUHHHHMMMM" ecoar pela sala. Todos começaram a comer, mas Jisung parecia um pouco triste, falando bem menos que o normal. Assim que todos terminaram de comer, um a um foram saindo da sala e te agradecendo pela refeição. Jaemin e Mark disseram que te pagariam uma refeição incrível, o que te fez rir com a fofura deles. Mas agora, você tinha um problema para resolver.

Um pacotinho amuado levantou-se vagarosamente do chão. Se pudesse, ele se arrastaria até o dormitório, mas não o fez. Os passos preguiçosos dele te alcançaram e seus braços te envolveram.

"Amor, meu dia foi tão difícil. Não estou me sentindo suficiente. Acho que nunca vou ser bom o suficiente para ser idol. Mas agora, vamos ir para o meu dormitório?"

"Gatinho, podemos ficar assim mais um pouquinho? Preciso te dizer algumas coisas."

Jisung suspirou pesadamente e segurou sua cintura ainda mais firmemente e enterrou o nariz em seu pescoço, se esforçando para inalar todo o cheiro do seu perfume. Seu namorado continuou sem dizer nada, mas você o conhecia tão bem que sabia que esse era o jeito dele te pedir para prosseguir.

"Eu não sei exatamente como é se sentir assim, mas sei que tenho um namorado incrivelmente habilidoso em tudo o que faz. Tenho muito orgulho de você, Ji, e tenho certeza que todas as fãs veem o quanto você se esforça e te admiram também. Você é mais que suficiente. Eu te amo!"

Pela primeira vez na noite, Jisung afastou-se rapidamente de você apenas para te olhar. Com um sorriso adorável e as bochechas rosadas, ele te puxou para perto de novo, como se o ato anterior tivesse sido um erro grotesco. Deu um beijo terno em sua cabeça e voltou a se afastar de você, apenas para selar seus lábios.

"Agora vou me esforçar muito para que a mulher que eu amo continue tendo orgulho de mim."

[huang-minjisu61]

Wild Flower

Feat°Huang Renjun

Late in the night, about 11:00pm..Renjun lay wide awake next to your resting figure .

He couldn't recall the last time he was this restless...considering the fact that he tired himself daily at work .

Sleep came easily to him but clearly today was not that day.

He contemplated waking you up as the night continued on but he knew he would regret doing so.. Especially when you looked so calm and peaceful.

Renjun couldn't fathom how you were to sleep when your phone was buzzing with malicious comments from his supposed " fans".

He hated even calling them that.

Ever since he saw the things they said about you ,sleep was no longer something easily accessible to him.

He wondered how you could laugh so contagiously when the comments flooded your phone daily.

How could you smile so vibrantly when all your phone was full of was hateful opinions about that same smile?

How could you still be the perfect person that you are when they hated your very existence?

To him your perfection was beyond looks. It was the confident elegance you carried yourself with.

The occasional vulnerability that peeked out every once in a while.

Everything that made you the person you are, he just couldn't help but admire all it.

It was truly moments like this that he felt fortunate to gave found you.

To have found an ethereal flower like you. A flower that refused to harmed by the spiteful weather

A wild flower that chose to adapt and bloom on it's own.

[allforyujinz]

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[ghostofhyuck]

Hi! requests are open again <3 you can send your request for NCT Dream reactions or scenarios, angst are much appreciated because I'm in the mood for it lol. Thank you! <3

I'm almost finished with my 7Dream gang! au (working on Renjun rn, it's second to the last yay!) hopefully I can finish it this week because next week's my thesis defense lmao. (It's the reason why I opened my request again, because I need to distract myself slfdsfjdk)

Anyways, I hope you all are doing okay! <3

[ifrenjun]

recomendações da elly : NCT DREAM

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RENJUN :

soulmates [eng] — fluff, angst.

2:41 pm [eng] — fluff, crack

21:53 [eng] — fluff

your daughter gets her period [eng] — fluff.

each time you fall in love [eng] — fluff, angst.

5:49 AM [eng] — angst.

1:01 am [eng] — angst.

6:20 pm [eng] — fluff

7:58 pm [eng] — fluff

watercolours [eng] — angst.

3:43 pm [eng] — fluff

friday night lights [eng] — fluff, suggestive.

meus olhos ainda te vêem [pt-br] — angst.

ela quer, ela adora [pt-br] — fluff, suggestive, angst

oh to see you [eng] — fluff

reassurance [eng]

canine, but mine part 1, part 2, part 3 [eng]

always watching part 1, part 2 [eng] — smut.

JENO :

late night company [eng] — fluff, angst.

rainfall [eng] — fluff

3:40 am [eng] — fluff

6:19 pm [eng] — angst

unexpected visitor [eng] — angst.

9:33 pm [eng] — fluff

garupa [pt-br] — sugestivo.

bem que se quis [pt-br] — fluff.

JAEMIN :

pros & cons [eng] — fluff

like him [eng] — angst.

2:41 pm [eng] — fluff, angst.

crystal crumbs [eng] — fluff, angst.

purple hyacinths [eng] — angst.

00:17 am [eng]

3:19 am [eng] — angst.

3:01 am [eng] — angst.

favorite crime [eng] — angst.

02:25 am [pt-br] — smut

agora hills [pt-br] — smut

polaroid love [eng] — fluff, angst.

CHENLE :

jo malone & pinot noir [pt-br] — fluff, sugestivo

boyfriend criteria [eng] — fluff, angst.

royal blooded part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, finale [eng] — fluff, angst.

my favorite girls [eng] — fluff.

pedido [pt-br]

let's play ball... [eng]

amor e sexo [pt-bt] - angst, fluff e sugestivo

JISUNG :

comforting jisung [eng] — fluff, smut, angst.

are you E.T.? no i'm j.s [eng] — fluff, angst.

mask off [eng] — smut

NCT DREAM TEXT :

bf!renjun comforting you [eng] — fluff, angst.

bf!renjun comforting you [eng] — fluff.

the new number part 1 & part 2 [eng] — fluff

bf!chenle part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4 [eng] — fluff

bff!chenle [eng] — fluff

bf!chenle [eng] — fluff, crack

renjun calling a dif pet name everyday [eng] — fluff

bff!you setting them up on a date part 1, part 2 [eng] — fluff.

bf!jisung [eng] — fluff.

dreamies acts of service [eng] — fluff

drunk texting dreamies [eng] — fluff, kinda suggestive

wearing another members clothes [eng] — fluff

you could’ve been nicer to me [eng] — kinda angst.

complaining abt u to another member [eng] — angst.

NCT DREAM SCENARIO/CANON :

nct dream as love tropes [eng] — fluff, angst.

how they run out of love [eng] — angst.

dating 7dream [eng] — fluff

he holds the baby for the first time [eng] — fluff

having a toxic voice chat [eng] — kinda angst?

dream o'clock [eng] — fluff

simple dates [eng] — fluff

your mom hasn't paid me to date this month [eng] — crack?

dreamies ignoring you bc they're too busy playing online games

dreamies when they're asked about their private relationship with you. 

dreamies favorite position [eng] — smut

doing bsf!nct dream’s makeup [eng] — fluff

[nctdreamcokr]

˗ˏˋ 7DREAM DEBATE ´ˎ˗

yanna was in the middle of renjun and mark, gushing about how cute jisung was as the mc.

the camera also catches her bugging renjun while chenle literally giggles at them.

after jisung introduced the video, she could only giggle at how the members talked and commented on how it was weird how they were given this type of content considering how talkative they were.

“im excited”, she mumbled while writing “jisung is cute” on her pad and showing it to them.

she then turned the page and wrote “haechan, i love you” before showing it to him on the other side of the room to stop him from picking on jisung.

“honestly, we should’ve gotten someone else to decide the winner because it’s not like we’ll believe we’re wrong when it’s just one of us saying we are…” she mumbled, making the members nod in agreement while chuckling because she had a point.

when jisung explained how the mc would pick the winner, yanna started to write “jisung oppa” and showed it to him.

jisung: okay, you’re winning whatever letter you pick.

renjun literally leaving his podium to grab yanna’s pad away and keeping it with his as the members laughed at the whole scenario.

topic one: to have a spotlight on you everywhere you go vs. a fire alarm for 7 seconds everytime you move.

yanna picked A, laughing as chenle said the vocalists picked that while the rappers picked the fire alarm.

literally gives mark shit for being unfunny, like, she actually looks so done with his jokes and mark’s just laughing at her reaction.

she listened in on the others’ arguments but stepped in when both jeno and jaemin started talking about having two lights on stage and looking pale.

“no, you already have the initial light everywhere! so obviously when getting make up done on you, your make up artist would put enough to make you look presentable even with another light on since they’d know how pale you’d be just from the spotlight that’s already on you. it’s the same, it’s not like it’s a surprise on stage.”

jisung then asked her why she picked A instead of B, to which she immediately explained that it was more of just the fact that she didn’t want to bother others with the alarm and she didn’t want to be bothered by it as well.

“ears are more sensitive than our eyes, so automatically the alarm would be heard by more people. specially by us. with the light, there are ways for us to not notice it and not a lot of people would be burdened since the spotlight is on us only.”

when jisung announced A as the winner, yanna immediately clapped on mark’s ear to prove a point. “see. annoying, isn’t it?” she asked as she continued clapping loudly.

when jisung explained why they won, she laughed and said “he didn’t even listen to our arguments…”

chenle then picked renjun as the next mc, making her cheer for him but also get excited since jisung was beside her now.

with renjun asking them to clap for him, yanna ultimately ignored the boy and laughed when the others did too.

topic 2: members talk only to me for the rest of my life (and i can’t reply, just listen) vs. members never listen to me for the rest of my life.

“huh?”, literally stares at the question for 20 seconds.

renjun asking them to pick and her not moving so jisung’s like “yanna isn’t picking”.

jeno: it’s in hangul, so…

cue the members laughing, getting the joke while she just deadpans at him.

she then picks A and smiles at renjun before listening in on mark saying they should think about extreme scenarios.

as soon as they were told they can’t switch, yanna yelled at jeno to change back to A because she can defend them.

her argument then started off with “let’s talk about this in a group’s perspective. your own members not listening to you will result to a bad relationship within the group. but, if i listened to all of them then i could come up with ways to do something that will make all their and my own concerns go away. i can always act even when i don’t speak.”

“besides, my face already says all i need to say for them to understand how i feel.” she added.

as haechan explained that he’s already living like choice B, she tapped her podium rapidly and raised her hand to ask permission to rebuttal that.

“exactly, you already live like that so don’t you think it’s time to make them feel like how you’re feeling when they don’t respond to you. in A, you’re listening but you can also pretend not to hear them. they won’t know if you’re listening, it’s not like you can tell them and reassure them.”

jaemin: let’s be honest, no one will /not/ listen to yanna. she shouldn’t be allowed on this debate.

haechan: she didn’t pick B because it’s unrealistic, even mark-hyung listens to her.

mark: honestly, yeah.

jeno: i don’t listen to her, she sounds like squeaking in my ears.

“we’re on the same team!”

as soon as jaemin said his argument, her hands up went up again but renjun could only laugh.

renjun: you can’t rebuttal all their arguments, baby.

chenle: baby?!

a whole chaos about him calling her “baby” and yanna’s just staring at the camera in surprise.

“let’s end this, i got what i want already. i’ve won.”

she could only laugh when chenle’s argument was he can’t not talk.

jaemin questioning mark for talking too much when he chose A also made yanna want to argue again but renjun literally chuckled in disbelief while chenle and jisung laughed at the two.

“the only reason we have a lot to say is because we literally listened to everyone’s points and heard you well. meanwhile, all you guys care about is how you personally feel and that’s why you chose B. you focused on if the situation will frustrate you or make you lonely, not the bigger picture which is how it’ll affect the environment you’re in. and that’s why it’s better to listen, so you can observe more and not just focus on your own thinking.”

renjun then announced team A as the winner, and yanna smiled as he explained himself.

when renjun asked who didn’t want to get picked as the next mc, she raised her hand as well as haechan. but the other was picked and she pouted before saying “i won’t join” cutely.

topic: live with a 180 cm tall cockroach vs. live with 180 cockroaches.

cue yanna literally going “ew” with a disgusted face, while mark and chenle laugh at her reaction.

“i would rather be homeless.”

the camera literally pans to her as she contemplated about answering and jisung’s like “i can’t believe you’re thinking this hard about it. pick B, i’ll explain for us.”

she ends up picking B with no intent of arguing with anything but the fact that she’s disgusted either way.

when asked why she picked B, she said “because a 180 cm cockroach is disgusting. dirty. and ugly.”

renjun calling both her and jisung out for choosing B when they’re incredibly scared of them.

“would living with a big one cure that fear? no. living with 180 of them could.”

also her, “WHAT IF IT BITES YOU, HUH? IT COULD CUT YOUR SKIN WITH HOW BIG IT IS.”

cue her ending up imagining it and shivering.

everyone at her expect jeno: cute~

her staring into a void when they start talking about the cockroach, like she isn’t even in that conversation.

as soon as haechan said they won, she was evidently surprised but only high-fived jisung as she listened to haechan’s explanation.

“basically i won three times due to personal interest…”

bonus clip:

while the dreamies talked about the imaginary cockroach that served breakfast, her chin was on her arms and she wasn’t participating in the conversation at all.

[weirdkpopgirl]

Burden | Dream Reaction #11

Reaction: When their gf feels like a burden to them

Genre: Hurt/comfort

Warnings: mentions of anxiety, dark thoughts, mental health issues

Word Count: 3593k

Author's Note: This reaction was requested by an anon, which I am very grateful for. I feel like the theme for this reaction is pretty common in my stories. So I tried my best to come up with different scenarios and not sound too repetitive. Writing this story made me think of how all the members of NCT Dream are such sweethearts, honestly. I hope you guys like this and please feel free to request more! Thank you for reading ^ ^

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MARK

Lately, there’s been this growing distance between you and Mark. You hated yourself for feeling this way because Mark was nothing short of the perfect boyfriend. He treated you with kindness and respect. He didn’t hesitate to show his feelings for you and cared for you in ways that no one else in your life has.

But you were someone who carried a lot of insecurities. Frequently, you found yourself pondering if you were truly worthy of Mark's affection. He was constantly busy with his back-and-forth schedules between 127 and Dream. Yet he still made the time to call you and ask how your day went. You felt like you didn’t deserve him. 

One evening, you were engaging in a deep conversation with Taeyong at the 127 dorm. As the leader figure of the group, you sometimes found yourself confiding in the male when it came to concerns about your relationship. Unbeknownst to you, Mark happened to be present at the dorm that evening, and as he walked down the hallway, he overheard your voice drifting from the living room. 

“I don’t know…Mark is so sweet and loving,” you spoke with uncertainty, as you held a couch pillow close to your chest.“Sometimes I can’t help but feel like I’m a burden to him.”

He observed Taeyong place a comforting hand on your shoulder. “(Y/n), you’re an amazing girlfriend and Mark cares about you a lot. You shouldn’t be so hard on yourself,” he tried to reassure you.

You let out a sigh, “I know…but I just can’t shake the feeling that I’ll never be good enough for him.”

Mark genuinely had no idea you were feeling this way. He’d stay up the rest night, replaying your words in his head. You were so important to Mark, and he couldn’t bear the thought of his life without you. Knowing that you felt so insecure saddened him deeply.

A few days later you received a text from Mark, asking you to meet him at the studio. The message felt somewhat random, but you headed to his company building, unsure of what to expect.

When you walked into the studio, Mark was sitting on the sofa with a guitar in hand. At first, you were confused until his fingers began strumming to a familiar tune.

“Oh, her eyes, her eyes make the stars look like they’re not shinin’. Her hair, her hair falls perfectly without her trying,” he sang softly. “She’s so beautiful, and I tell her every day.”

 You couldn’t help but laugh, finding it almost surreal that Mark Lee was serenading you with a Bruno Mars song. But the charming smile on his lips didn’t leave as he finished the first verse.

“Yeah, I know, I know when I compliment her, she won’t believe me. 

And it’s so, it’s so sad to think that she don’t see what I see.”

His fingers continued to strum the instrument as he stood up and walked up to you, singing the chorus with heartfelt emotion.

“When I see your face, there’s not a thing I would change. Cause you’re amazing, just the way you are.” He gazed into your eyes, singing the lyrics with such love and admiration. “And when you smile, the whole world stops and stares for awhile. Cause girl you’re amazing, just the way you are.”

Your hands were clasped over your mouth, and tears glistened in your eyes as Mark sang the rest of the song. The raw emotion in his voice and the sweet lyrics touched you deeply, making this moment feel incredibly intimate. The romantic gesture felt so sudden, making you wonder what brought this all on.

After the song finished, Mark gently took your hand in his. “(Y/n), I heard you talking to Taeyong hyung the other day. And I wanted to let you know that you’re never a burden to me.”

You felt a mixture of surprise and gratitude, touched by his openness and the effort he took to address your concerns. The love in his eyes reaffirmed that he meant every word, and a sense of comfort washed over you as he held your hand, grounding you in the present moment.

"I cherish every part of you," Mark continued, his voice unwavering. "In good times and challenging ones, we're in this together. You can always lean on me. I'm here to support you through everything."

His words were like a warm embrace, wrapping around your heart and reaffirming the love you shared. In that moment, you knew that you were truly seen and valued by Mark, and your heart overflowed with love for this incredible person beside you.

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RENJUN

While you were in the kitchen preparing lunch, Renjun was relaxing in the living room. His group had just finished their promotional activities for their latest comeback, leaving him exhausted from the busy schedule. However, you became a bit flustered when you attempted to reach for an ingredient on a top shelf but found yourself unable to reach it.

Sighing in frustration, you stole a glance at Renjun, who was lying on the couch. Perhaps he could lend you a hand with this predicament. But as you started to hesitate when you approached him. His arm covered his eyes, as his chest slowly rose up and down with each slow breath he took. You didn’t want to disturb him when he looked so peaceful.

Renjun’s eyes slowly opened as he watched you walk away. Curious, he stood up from the couch and quietly followed you into the kitchen. The corner of his lips upturned in a small smile when he saw you struggle to get something from the cabinet.

When you felt Renjun extend his arm to retrieve the ingredient for you, you nearly jumped and turned around in surprise. 

Renjun looked at you endearingly and said, “You could’ve just asked me, (Y/n).”

“I know, but you were resting and I didn’t want to bother you,” you frowned. 

In response to this, Renjun planted a soft kiss on your forehead. “You could never bother me, darling,” he reassured, brushing away a loose strand of hair behind your ear.

You blushed at his warm gesture and whispered a "thank you" before returning to what you were doing before. Renjun was truly a sweetheart, and his caring nature never failed to make you feel loved and appreciated.

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JENO

The day had been long and overwhelming. Honestly, you were just glad that it was almost over. All you wanted right now was to be in your boyfriend’s arms. However, when you entered the bedroom, you found Jeno engrossed in a videogame on his computer.

Approaching him quietly, you softly called his name. “Jeno-ssi.”

“Yeah, babe?” He responded, keeping his eyes focused on the screen in front of him.

You felt discouraged when you saw how concentrated he was on his game. Not wanting to bother him, you took a step back. “I—actually, never mind.”

Jeno caught the hesitance in your voice and spun around in his chair. Just as you were walking away, he reached to grab your hand.

“No, babe, what is it?” he asked, concern evident in his voice. Your cheeks flushed with embarrassment now that you had his attention. Even if you tried to brush him off again, you knew he wouldn’t let you go.

“I was going to ask if we could cuddle. but I don’t want to distract you from your game,” you muttered, avoiding his gaze. You couldn’t help but feel silly for wanting something so seemingly small.

Jeno’s eyes softened at your words, and in the next second, you were being pulled into his lap. He loved nothing more than holding you in his arms and pressing kisses into your hair. The idea that you thought he would reject you, puzzled him.

“You can always ask me for cuddles, babe,” he whispered softly, his arms wrapped securely around you. “I love being with you, and I don’t want you to feel like it’s a bother.”

You slowly smiled and allowed your head to rest on his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart. His touch radiated so much comfort and warmth that it seemed to chase away any lingering insecurities or anxious thoughts from earlier. For the remainder of the night, he kept you in his lap as he played his game. Eventually, he retired from the computer and proceeded to cuddle you in the comforts of your bed. Jeno just loved being close to you and he wanted to ensure that you never felt like you were bothering him again.

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HAECHAN

Something didn’t feel right when Haechan entered your apartment. After sliding on the familiar gray slippers you always kept for him, he shuffled through the darkness of your living room. His feet padded down the hallway, guided by the faint glow of light escaping beneath your bedroom door. He paused outside the closed door. Apprehension filled him when he heard your shaky breathing.

Haechan swallowed nervously before raising his hand to the door and lightly tapping his knuckles against the wood. “(Y/n)?” he called out softly. “Is it okay if I come in?”

When he was met with an unsettling silence, his determination urged him to slowly turn the doorknob and gently push open the door. The second he stepped inside his eyes fell on you sitting at the foot of the bed with your head buried in your hands. His heart broke at the sight of your body visibly trembling.

Haechan knew you hated it whenever he found you in this state of vulnerability. When he was present, you often put on a brave face for him. You were always trying to maintain this cheerful facade, even when things were not okay. He understood the effort you made to protect him from your inner struggles. But the thought of you hurting weighed heavily on his heart.

With a small sigh, Haechan closed the door behind him. He noticed you tense up when he approached you cautiously.

“(Y/n),” he started to say, extending his hand towards you in a gesture of comfort.

But you shook your head vigorously and pulled away from him. “Please, just go away Hyuck. I don’t want to see me like this,” you pleaded.

His expression faltered at your attempt to push him away. He could sense the pain and he wasn’t going to let you face it alone.

“(Y/n), whatever it is…just let me be there for you,” he said.

But your head shook again, almost as if your brain was refusing to let Haechan’s words comfort you. Your fists repeatedly banged against your head, the pain momentarily numbing the overwhelming thoughts and emotions within you.

 “I’m a mess, Haechan. I’m broken and damaged,” you cried. “I’m…I’m nothing but a burden right now.”

Haechan’s eyes widened with panic and he firmly grabbed your wrists to stop your self-destructive actions. “Hey, hey, don’t hurt yourself,” he murmured, trying to calm you down. “Who put those thoughts in your head, huh?”

As more tears cascaded down your cheek, Haechan loosened his grip on one of your hands and gently brushed away the tears with his thumb. 

“Look at me, (Y/n),” Haechan whispered. He gently lifted your chin, locking your gaze with his. 

“You are not a burden, nor are you broken or damaged,” he said, caressing your cheek. “Please don’t believe those lies your mind tells you.”

His voice was filled with a seriousness that resonated deep within your heart. The tears slowed and your body gradually stopped shaking. Once he was sure you wouldn’t resist, he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into a warm embrace. His chin rested atop your head, providing security, while his fingers tenderly stroked your hair.

“I know it’s hard for you to see yourself the way I see you,” he continues. “But trust me when I say you’re the strongest person I know, (Y/n).”

The outside world receded as his words sank in. Taking a deep breath, you closed your eyes and surrendered to his comforting embrace. No matter how frequently the inner demons resurfaced, Haechan remained steadfast in banishing them. Within his arms, you never felt safer.

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JAEMIN

Although you woke up this morning with a fever, that didn’t stop you from attending all your morning classes. It wasn’t that big of a deal, and you fully planned to spend the rest of the day in bed. However, when Jaemin sent a text asking if you wanted to come by his dance practice, you couldn’t turn him down. You also knew that if you told Jaemin you were sick, he’d get worried, and you didn’t want that.

Despite you not feeling your best, seeing Jaemin’s smile when you entered the practice room forced you to suck it up. The other members greeted you cheerfully, and their faces lit up when they spotted the bag of food in your hand.

“I missed you so much (Y/n),” Jaemin said. He spun you around in a hug that left you feeling a bit uneasy due to your headache. But you tried to push it off, not wanting to dampen the joyful atmosphere.

As you sat with the boys, you slowly started to realize that you weren't feeling any better. The fatigue and discomfort seemed to intensify, making it challenging to keep up with their energy.

Mark was the first to notice your lack of presence in the group. “Are you okay, (Y/n)? You look a little pale.”

“I—I’m fine. Just a little tired,” You mustered a weak smile as you gathered everyone’s trash to throw away. But as soon as you got up, the room started to spin. 

Jaemin and the others stood panicked when they saw you lose balance. Luckily, Jaemin reacted quickly and caught you when your vision blurred out. The new thing you knew, you woke up a few moments later, finding yourself resting on Jaemin’s lap.

“Baby, why didn’t you tell me you weren’t feeling well?” he scolded lightly, stroking your hair. “You scared me.”

Seeing the genuine concern in his eyes made you feel a little guilty. “I’m sorry, I just didn’t want to be a burden to you,” you mumbled, slowly sitting up with Jaemin’s help.

Your boyfriend sighed and cupped your face in his hands. “No baby! You’re never a burden to me, especially when it comes to your health.”

Jaemin tried to convince you to go home, worried about your well-being. But you insisted on staying, wanting to support him. Throughout the rest of practice, he kept checking up on you. Despite some teasing and complaints from the other members about how disgusting and cute you guys were, you didn’t pay them much attention.

Seeing how much Jaemin cared for you and how attentive he was to your needs made you feel deeply loved and cherished.

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CHENLE

Gift-giving was Chenle’s love language, and it was something you still haven’t adjusted to. While you appreciated the thoughtfulness behind receiving flowers and stuffed animals from your boyfriend, you couldn’t help but feel a little guilty. You didn’t like him frequently spending money on you when he could save it for something more important. At the end of the day, you understood that this was Chenle’s way of expressing his love and you didn’t want to diminish that. 

One afternoon, the two of you were at an outdoor mall on a date. The initial plan was just to do some window shopping. But there was a clothes shop place that Chenle suggested you guys check out. The two of you walked around the store for a bit and there was a dress that caught your eye. It was a simple plaid black dress adorned with white sleeves. The classic design exuded an elegance that matched your fashion style.

However, your interest was forgotten when you picked up the price tag. There was no way you were going to spend so much money on one dress. Chenle noticed your eyes widening and followed your gaze to the dress you were looking at.

“Oh, that would look so cute on you,” he remarked.

You smiled sheepishly and let go of the fabric. “Yeah, but it’s pretty expensive. I don’t think I should buy it.”

Chenle smiled and swung his arm around your shoulder. “Who says you’re buying the dress? Don’t worry baby, I got you.”

A frown immediately tugged at your lips. The idea of him paying already made you feel bad. Even if the dress was nice, you were perfectly fine with not having it. 

“Chenle, you don’t have to do that. I’m not worth this,” you said quietly. The carefree expression on Chenle’s face turned to one of confusion.

“What do you mean you’re not worth it?” he asked. “You’re worth every cent of my money and love.”

“But I don’t want to burden you,” you emphasized. “It’s just a dress Chenle, I don’t need it.”

Sighing softly, Chenle cupped your cheeks into his hands, making sure you were looking into his eyes. “Listen here future Mrs. Zhong, you are not a burden or anything of the sort. You’re worthy of anything in this world and I will prove it to you at any cost.”

His words caused heat to rise to your cheeks. But when you lowered your head in embarrassment, Chenle brought your face back up and kissed you. He couldn’t care less about the nearby customers who were now staring at you two.

Feeling even more flustered, you pulled away in surprise. “Zhong Chenle, you can’t just kiss me in front of all these people!”

“Well if you don’t want me to kiss you again, you’re going to come with me to check this out.” Your boyfriend smiled mischievously and took the dress off the rack.

Any more protests from you went ignored, as the boy was already taking your hand and leading you to the checkout area. Chenle was definitely something else, always managing to surprise you with his spontaneous and caring nature. But you were grateful to have such a loving boyfriend. You could always count on him to make you feel like the most special girl in the world.

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JISUNG

He was just roaming around your apartment as you were in the kitchen making instant ramen for the two of you. It was Jisung’s second time visiting, and he wanted to become more familiar with your living space. He wandered into the bedroom, instantly picking up on how everything was so neat and tidy. He smiled when he spotted a framed picture of him on your nightstand. Seeing the photograph there filled him with warmth, knowing that you held him close to your heart.

However, he also noticed a small black journal on your nightstand. Curious, he picked up the object and opened it absentmindedly. His eyes quickly widened in horror as he read the top words on the second page. 

It was a list of the things you didn't like about yourself. His heart sank as he saw pages filled with bullet points, each one representing the insecurities you carried within. Dread filled him as he skimmed over the reasons that varied from your looks to what you perceived as flaws.

What hurt him the most was the last one on the bottom, which said: “I am a burden to everyone around me.” The weight of those words hit him like a tidal wave, leaving his heart heavy with a mix of sadness and anguish. 

“Jisung what are you—” You entered the room, wondering what he was doing in here.

Your body froze when you saw the notebook clutched tightly in his hands. The sight immediately filled you with panic, uncertain of how much he read. 

Jisung glanced up, looking like he was about to cry. “(Y/n), do you really think you’re a burden?”

The sadness in his tone only confirmed your fears and caused a wave of vulnerability to wash over you. You took a hesitant step closer, wanting to reach out and comfort him, yet also feeling exposed and uncertain of how to respond. But when tears began to spill out of Jisung’s eyes, you rushed to his side.

“Baby I—” You tried to say something, but the words caught in your throat.

"Was there something I did or said to make you think that?" He fretted, his brows furrowing with genuine concern.

Shaking your head, you wrapped your arms around him. “No, you didn’t do anything Jisungie. It’s just me that’s the problem.”

Hearing your confession only made him feel worse. The realization that you had been struggling with these feelings of, and he didn’t know killed him. As your boyfriend, he felt responsible for not being there to show how much you meant to him.

“(Y/n), I…I love you so much,” Jisung cried, his voice muffled against your shirt. “You’re never a burden to me or…or anyone. Please don’t think that way.”

You slowly exhaled, offering soothing pats on the boy’s back as you tried to comfort him. Seeing how deeply upset Jisung was about this surprised you. It took a few minutes for you to get him to stop crying. You rocked him back and forth in your embrace, pressing kisses into his hair and whispering apologies. Once he calmed down, you promised Jisung you’d work on being less critical of yourself and be more open about your feelings with him.

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[orangesaek]

It was at that moment when you locked eyes with Jeno in those 3 seconds at a coffee shop that you knew you were meant to be together. The invisible red string of fateーsomething you could only see when you have finally found your soulmate. And you knew he could see it too when his eyes traced along the string to find the other end, his mouth slightly agape when he finally found you sitting alone at a table near him. You smiled meekly at him, eyes twinkling in excitement. Finally, after all these years of waiting, you have finally found your other half! But it was as if all the happy memories you both could have shared just flashed right before your eyes when you caught a shiny, gold band on his finger. You turned your gaze then to the woman sitting across from him who was wearing the same ring, happily playing with an infant on her lap. Jeno seems to have known what you were thinking as his eyes turned glassy; both of you knew it was going to be impossible now. You could only close your eyes as you felt this unbearable pain in your heart before standing up to leave, permanently severing your fate with him after taking one last glance. A tear fell from Jeno's eye as he watched you walk away and out of his life forever.

[jukipptx]

once you saw the new tiny little pretty aquamarine necklace that Renjun had bought, you couldn’t stop looking at it, and at some point he noticed. you weren’t looking because you wanted it (renjun thought otherwise), you were looking because it just looked so beautiful on his neck. it made you feel weird things you didn’t wanted to admit. then at some point you came home after school and spotted a blue tiffany bag sitting nicely on your bed next to some yellow roses and a tiny card that read “for my only one”.

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[nanamelody]

oiiii quero pedir um scenario curtinho de como seria a reação dos dreamies quando você chama ele de um apelido carinhoso pela primeira vez. obgda <3

Título: Apelido carinhoso

Gênero: Fluffy | fem!reader

Nota da Autora: Oiês minhas amorinhas! Tudo bem? Hj um anon maravilhoso me pediu uma escrita curtinha, então consegui postar rapidinho. Espero que vocês gostem.

mark lee

• Aconteceria num momento bastante aleatório.

• "Amor, você pode pegar as sacolas de compras do mercado no porta mala do carro? Estou com preguiça de ir buscar."

• Em dias normais, Mark faria seu papel de namorado fofo, mas resmungaria um pouquinho antes de resolver te ajudar.

• Você deixaria esse menino tão soft pt.1

• No momento em que você o chamou de amor, ele travou, tentando assimilar o que ouviu.

• Eu acho que o Mark tem cara de quem riria ~ MUITO ~ por não saber como reagir. As bochechas coradas entregariam a vergonha.

• "Fofa. Você também é o meu amor."

• E assim, você derreteria o pobre coração do garoto canadense por pelo menos uma semana.

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huang renjun

• Você teria uma prova super importante na faculdade, e suas anotações tinham sumido. O nervosismo estava te fazendo suar frio.

• Renjun estava na sala assistindo TV, quando você chegou bem na sua frente.

• "Anjo, você viu aquela pasta transparente que estava aqui em cima?"

• Renjun abriria um sorriso disfarçado na hora. Nem reclamaria por você ter entrado na frente do aparelho

• "Claro, meu bem. Guardei sua pasta dentro da primeira gaveta da escrivaninha."

• Mesmo não comentando nada, ele com certeza gostaria muito. O sorriso bobo diria por ele.

• "Amor, não se preocupe com sua prova. Minha namorada é extremamente inteligente e sei que faz um bom trabalho em qualquer coisa que se propuser a fazer."

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lee jeno

• Aconteceria quando você viu Jeno pronto para um show.

• Vocês estariam no camarim.

• Você admiraria a beleza do seu namorado em silêncio, até os deixarem a sós.

• "Vida, você está tão lindo! Uau, sou uma mulher de sorte."

• Você deixaria esse menino tão soft pt.2

• Mais do que depressa, os olhinhos de Jeno se tornariam dois risquinhos e um sorriso perfeito (AAAAAAA) se formaria em seu rosto.

• "Não, amor. Nessa história, acho que eu fui o cara de sorte."

• Antes de entrar no palco, te encheria de amor, nunca deixando de sorrir.

• Ele ficaria resmungando "vida" toda hora, na intenção de lembrar do apelido.

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lee donghyuck

• Aconteceria durante uma partida de vídeo game.

• Você estaria frustrada por seu namorado dar mais atenção para um jogo do que para você.

• Depois de mais de meia hora plantada no sofá do dormitório, você resolve se pronunciar.

• "Gatinho, será que você pode dar um pouquinho de atenção para sua namorada? Ou você namora com o vídeo game?"

• Sendo o menino levado que é, Haechan pensaria em uma resposta para te provocar, mas assim que raciocinasse que você o chamou de gatinho, simplesmente pararia de jogar e te encararia.

• "Se você me chamar assim de novo, juro que desligo esse vídeo game e te dou a atenção que você quer."

• E sim, ele desligaria. Seria uma ótima chantagem para usar durante os outros dias.

🐥🐥🐥🐥🐥🐥🐥🐥🐥🐥🐥🐥🐥🐥🐥🐥🐥🐥

na jaemin

• Aconteceria quando você estava se arrumando para um evento importante.

• Jaemin estava lindo, tal qual um príncipe, te esperando sentado na cama.

• "Meu príncipe, será que você pode me ajudar a escolher um vestido? Estou em dúvida entre esses dois."

• Pelo espelho, foi perceptível que Jaemin levantou o olhar e rapidamente andou até você

• O próximo momento seria tão rápido que você nem perceberia.

• Ele te viraria e te puxaria para ele, te olhando profundamente.

• Você deixaria esse menino tão soft pt.3

• "Você me chamou de que, meu amor?"

• Ele diria, enquanto segura suas bochechas. Os olhos dele estão brilhando muito.

• Você repete o apelido. Ele toma seus lábios em um beijo delicado, nunca deixando de sorrir.

• "Bem, você fica linda nos dois vestidos, mas acho que o preto fica estonteante."

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zhong chenle

• Chenle estaria assistindo algo super chato na TV, com o volume alto, o que estava te irritando um pouco.

• Você teria um seminário importante demais para o seu mestrado na noite seguinte e andava de um lado para o outro na sala, atrás do sofá onde seu namorado estava.

• "O HPV é uma infecção se... Meu bem, será que você pode abaixar um pouco a TV? Queria apresentar para você, mas não quero te atrapalhar no seu momento de descanso."

• Não sinto que Chenle mostre muito o quanto ficou empolgado. Por dentro, ele está extremamente feliz com o apelido (MUITO feliz), mas por fora, mostra-se calmo e vai usa-lo para te provocar.

• "Meu bem, estou te ouvindo. Sobre o que você falava mesmo?"

• Você revirou os olhos, já que Chenle imitou sua voz ao te chamar de "meu bem", mas logo se surpreendeu com o namorado desligando a TV, ao invés de apenas abaixar o volume.

• Quando você questionasse o porquê dele ter desligado o aparelho, ele apenas sorriria e te diria para prosseguir com as suas falas.

• "Está tudo perfeito, meu bem. Você está falando muito bem, vai dar tudo certo. Minha namorada é muito inteligente, uma verdadeira estrela, assim como eu."

• E você aguentaria um Chenle irritante te chamando de "meu bem" em qualquer situação, seja fofa ou provocativa.

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park jisung

• Aconteceria de forma bem espontânea.

• Vocês estariam num parque de diversões, na fila da montanha-russa.

• Como uma boa namorada, você percebeu que Jisung estava meio quieto, apreensivo, beirando o desespero. Você sabia sobre o medo de altura dele, mas não sabia que era assim tão grande.

• Bebê, não fique com medo. Estou com você, ok? Fofo!"

• Nos próximos minutos, Jisung ficaria confuso, perdido. Ele ficou feliz e sorriu disfarçadamente, mas não tinha certeza se podia te chamar assim também. Deveria te chamar por um apelido em qual momento?

• A fila estava andando com uma vagarosidade impressionante. Vocês começaram a conversar sobre outros assuntos, então nem perceberam quando se aproximaram mais e mais do brinquedo. O garoto avaliou que era o melhor momento.

• "Vamos, bebê? Chegou a nossa vez."

• Você teve que se segurar para não morder a bochecha do menino que, pelo resto da noite, usava todas as situações possíveis para te chamar de bebê.

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carol loves jaemin®

[hoshologies]

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