#huang renjun x gender neutral reader

[hon3yteddy]

꒰ nct dream + intimate moments i want to experience 🍞 ꒱

synopsis: tbh idk but there thing i'd generally kill to experience (this is not a joke), and add some arson too if i get to do them with dream genre(s): established relationship, romance, tooth rotting fluff warning(s): mix use of tenses, severe symptoms of delusions and signs of parasocial relationship, not reread at all !!! author's note: hanging out with newjeans at the psych ward

#𝟎𝟐𝟎𝟖 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐋𝐄𝐄 . . .

― kind of cliché a cheesy... but slow dancing! mark's one of us - a hopeless romantic so he'd definitely be a sucker for a slow dance under the dim lights of your shared apartment. he'd perfectly time his movements after instantly recognising your favourite slow song (i recommend any song by laufey) drift from the kitchen as you prepare your dinner for the evening. he's heard the song too many times to count but mark never minded. he loved that about you - the little things, the big things, and everything in between.

just before the chorus, he'd slip behind you, guiding your hands with his own to carefully drop whatever you were holding, and clumsily twirl you round to face him. i can feel it in my bones that the man would do those knew weakening, borderline giggle, chuckle of his and gently pull your hand for a light kiss against the skin of your knuckles. you would find yourself resting one hand on his shoulder and the other being embraced tightly by his. mark always loves how close you feel when you're like this.

he would give you that look, the look you've seen a hundred times. it's the same one he gave you before he kissed you for the first time, the same one he wore when he finally got the guts to ask you on a date, that look so beautiful and real that your too much in a daze to notice him slip an arm around your waist. together you slowly sway to the beat of the song, forgetting the past and ignoring the future.

he holds you close, maybe too close even. yet none of that mattered. all that did was the way he was whisking you across the room, embracing you tight. feathered kisses, words of worship, lovesick eyes - truly a night to remember.

♡: mark, the foods going to burn... mk: guess so. but i'll eat anything made by you, burnt or not. ♡: the food is definitely burning right now!

#𝟐𝟑𝟎𝟑 𝐇𝐔𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐔𝐍 . . .

― renjun is a true artist and what is one of the most popular forms of art? paintings. he adores painting you, a truly enjoyable pastime. countless of times would you catch him sketching you, entrapping every detail of your soul onto a canvas or simply just the ripped page of a battered notebook. you have always been curious about his hobby so every now and then you'd have the honour of spending the hour painting with renjun.

there's something so dear about painting with someone you love. maybe it's the serenity, or the way the soul becomes so vulnerable yet so free on the canvas. whatever it was, things always felt so different when it would be the two of you.

evenings were always the time for such dates and soon enough the both of you would have long ago abandoned the canvases. it all had started when you had gotten frustrated with your piece of the day, for it could never compare to renjun's. so frustration took over, and you had painted a sad face on side of his face so very careful to not poke him in the eye. your shaky attempt at frown reminded you of the earlier days where it was socially acceptable to paint on one’s face and so you didn’t stop.

you enjoyed it and he could tell as he too abandoned his own piece to paint on you. the way he carefully held your giggling bod still and swirled his brush against your exposed skin from the blush of your cheeks, to the dent of your collarbones. you always found renjun prettier when he was focused and now he was focused on every part of you, adorning you with works of his own. yet none of his paintings could ever compete with the beauty of you. 

♡: you always make me look so beautiful, renjun. rj: you just simply are, that's all.

#𝟐𝟑𝟎𝟒 𝐋𝐄𝐄 𝐉𝐄𝐍𝐎 . . .

― jeno is a man sent from the heavens, carved by zeus himself and blesses the undeserving earth with his presence. basically, he's a sweet man with big, beefy arms you kinda just want to chomp and snuggle against. (the indescribable things i'd do to be embraced by the lee jeno can not be said aloud.)

cuddling is a simplistic show of affection and jeno must be the best person to hug in the whole world. a true safe place in this cruel world where you can finally let yourself be vulnerable and receive the love you oh so needed.

jeno loves hugging you. if it's after work, after a hard day, on the sofa, out of the blue, the man would be at your beck and cal. sometimes you didn't need to ask. he'd would be right there each and every time and he would love every hug he got to share with you. the thought of simply hugging you is everything to this lovesick puppy.

the hugs he loves the most are the ones you just needed the most. the ones where there was no need for an exchange of words or questioning eyes, just open arms. there was no other soul on this very earth who could make you feel so loved yet so weak in his arms that you could swear you could break, and sometimes you did. but he was there, and that's all you needed.

there's something so intense between each hug - tight embraces, soft hums, tender kisses, and the alignment of both your hearts. with each hug, jeno told you he loved you without the need for a single word.

jn: … (i love you) ♡: … (i love you too)

#𝟎𝟔𝟎𝟔 𝐋𝐄𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐄𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍 . . .

― now it's no surprise to us when i say haechan adores physical touch. he honestly invented the love language itself. so of course, the dude is very much in love with you and the act of kissing you. every chance he got, he kissed you every time. but if there was one thing haechan loves more than kissing you, it's you kissing him.

imagine just kissing every inch of this man who deserves all the love in the world! he loves it when you kiss his moles with whispered words of praise in between. he never lets you miss one and always points out one just to get another kiss.

he's a giggling mess and you are too. hiding underneath the bed covers, tracing your hands against his bare skin, enjoying the way he writhes in anticipation for your next kiss. it's a game you both enjoy too much.

don't worry, you always get your fair share of kisses. he loves kissing the details of your skin and he loves even more the reaction he earns with each one (cocky dude). there isn't a single part of you he dislikes. oh, and if you too are blessed with moles of your own, he'll find each and every one to give a tickling kiss. sometimes he'll call them stars, sometimes its the cute dots of ladybugs - every single blemish, scar and mole would be loved, for haechan is just utterly in love with your very being down to the last detail.

hc: you know moles are where your lover kissed you in your past life? ♡: really? you must have given me these then. hc: and in your next life, you’ll have so many more for me to kiss…

#𝟏𝟑𝟎𝟖 𝐍𝐀 𝐉𝐀𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐍 . . .

― bubble baths. i can't explain it easily, but there's something so romantic about bubble baths. jaemin isn't necessarily joining you, but if wants to, he can hop in my imagine bath tub. he's actually the one preparing them for you. he'll always want his lover to feel a tease, he could never let you drown yourself in stress.

every now and then he would prepare the perfect bubble bath, filling the tub with hot water, scented ointments, expensive soap and even a dash of petals. you can tell he enjoys doing it too as he'll usually greeted by the man himself at the door, wearing the proudest smile. he doesn't hesitate in sweeping you off your feet, always nagging for you to relax while he takes care of everything else.

he always prepares a lot, paying attention to every detail he knows you'll love. your favourite song plays, a calming scent drift from the candles he's lit, there'll always be a glass of your favourite drink by your side and your favourite pjs hang against the door for you to slip in after.

as you lay in the bath, wading your hands against the water that’s just right, you sometimes feel shy under jaemin’s attentive and kind gaze. You may even complain about it all being too much but he’s quick to hush you with a kiss. jaemin just wants you to enjoy the serenity every now and then, he can’t handle seeing the one he loves struggling. he enjoys spoiling you and he loves seeing your tense body finally give up and melt. this week he’ll read you a book as he sits beside the bathtub, not caring if you splash a little water onto him. the next he’ll let you enjoy a movie, and the one after, he’ll bring you a meal for you to enjoy whether that be a fast food burger or home cooked pasta. chivalry could never be dead with jaemin around.

jm: it's time you to take a break! ♡: you already did this for me like last week! jm: it's not illegal for you to take regular breaks, okay?

#𝟐𝟐𝟏𝟏 𝐙𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐋𝐄 . . .

― you know that genre of romance scenes where the main couple help the other put on a necklace, fix a tie, button up their shirt, brush their hair etc, that - all of that. the simplicity of getting ready with a lover is so dreamy and chenle is indeed the man of everyone's dream.

the intensity shared between the two of you is unmatched. the bliss silence, hesitant touches, enchanted eye contact... gosh i'm blushing. when he stands behind you, letting his fingers graze the back of your neck to clasp the new necklace he's bought you. a compliment leaves his lips to touch upon the shell of your ear. he never dares to hide from your watchful eyes in the reflection and neither do you.

chenle lets his fingers glide down you bare back to zip the material of your outfit together. he holds you still while his hand painstakingly slowly moves up your spine for him to stop with a soft “all done”, enamoured by you and only you. and when he places you in front of the vanity mirror, threading his fingers through your hair, taking his time in watching, no, worshipping your very being in a blissful silence

the tension would almost be too much to bear. the way he gazes down at you while your busy fixing the tie he has clearly messed up on purpose. he always catches himself enjoying it all too much. something about the close proximity, focused eyes and building tension that's got his knees on the verge of buckling. just every moment chenlesees you, he swears he's fallen in love with you all over again.

cl: so b- ♡: you're going to call me beautiful again, aren't you?

#𝟎𝟓𝟎𝟐 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐉𝐈��𝐔𝐍𝐆 . . .

― now me and mr park jisung don't have a lot in common, but we do share the epitome of being awkward (he just pulls it off better than me. so it's fair to say that hand holding would get jisung weak in the knees. he's just a tall grown man with the soul of a little child and who's hopelessly in love with you.

and i must say, jisung has got the prettiest hands i've ever seen, no wonder you can't hold yourself back from slipping your hands into his. it makes him jump every time but he'd hold hands with you forever if he could.

it begins with the two of you walking side by side and a noticeable brush of hands. then a classic pinkie lock comes into play and jisung is in a mess already. and finally you'll intertwine your fingers with his once again. it's shock to his poor heart every time it occurs. he'd never let his eyes meet your face, he's far to weak to look at your beautiful face. he would simply falter and break under your loving gaze.

hand holding is a timeless classic move that is every loner's dream. does jisung wish he could experience the sensation of holding hands with you for the first time? very much so!

♡: you're adorable, jisung. js: … (internal monologue about how much he's in love with you)

january 2023 © hon3yteddy

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[jaelvr]

Homesick

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Requested : no

Prompts ; 11. “Hey–it’s okay. I’m here; I’m safe. And fine–see? Everything’s alright now.”  + 9. “Here, lay down. I’ll stay until you feel safe enough for me to go.” 

Pairing : boyfriend! Renjun x reader

Pronouns : you/yours

Type : fluff

Word count : 370

Warnings : mutual feelings, established relationship, idol!au, fluff, slightly ooc

Have a great day !! 

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3am. You groaned, looking at the clock before staring at the ceiling. Taking a deep breath, you wiped your tears and sat up. Looking around, you saw the side of the bed was empty, Renjun's sleeping figure nowhere to be seen, raising your anxiety further after the nightmare you'd just had. "Junnie?" you called out, voice wavering as you got up, looking around. The bathroom light was out, meaning if he was still here, he was downstairs. You stumbled slightly, quickly making your way downstairs, a breath of relief escaping you as you saw him in the kitchen, waiting for the kettle to boil for his tea, lent over the counter.

The first thing he noticed was the trembling and the absolute fear etched on your face. "I thought you'd gone, I had a nightmare and-" you rambled, rushing over to hug him tightly, practically clinging to him. “Hey–it’s okay. I’m here; I’m safe. And fine–see? Everything’s alright now.” he comforted, arms holding you tightly and securely. "Breathe, love." he whispered, gently caressing the back of your head and pressing kisses to your temple. "You want some tea? It'll calm you down." he suggested, not letting you argue with him as he made it in his mug, giving it to you. He didn't judge you, he didn't mock you. He simply stayed with you, holding you in his arms as he whispered sweet words of comfort and reassurance while you finished the tea before he took you back to bed.

“Here, lay down. I’ll stay until you feel safe enough for me to go.”  he mumbled lovingly, helping you get comfy again. "..Can you cuddle me? I just don't want to be alone." you admitted, the smallness of your voice making his face soften, nodding as he climbed in beside you. Your bodies fitted together like puzzle pieces, your head buried in his neck while he lazily scratched your back, keeping a close eye on you. "Nothing will get you while I'm here, my love." he assured, kissing the top of your head. "I love you." you whispered, sniffing and pressing a delicate kiss to his neck.

"I love you too, angel. You're my home."

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Flufftober Day 7

Porch Swing

🍁 renjun x gn!reader

🍁 thanks to @wonsheep for helping me fix my grammar mistakes and for giving me advice how to convert a whole story into another language precisely ❣

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"I finally got you. I've been looking everywhere for you."

Renjun arrives in the garden with a sigh. Smiling, you move over on the swing so he can sit next to you on the cushion. Then your body involuntarily seeks his, his warmth, his touch, his being. You hug his arm, rest your head on his shoulder, and point to one of the trees.

"In that tree there is a nest. I think it's inhabited by swallows. And there's a burrow. I've not seen the squirrel yet. He's probably still collecting."

"He might have stolen my cherry yogurt too." Renjun raises half an eyebrow. Accusingly, yet playfully.

"Perhaps."

"Or another squirrel... I don't know," the boy's fingers frame your chin, "like you. So I thought I'd have some."

"I'm sorry I ate it, I really needed it. But I'm just a common wildlife photographer, not a bird to regurgitate food."

"Ew, Y/N," he murmurs and kisses you. Out of surprise - though you should have expected it - your feet push off the ground and the swing starts to move gently.

You feel a little dizzy, but it's more Renjun's effect than the swing's.

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mune ga hachikire-sōde (my heart seems like it’s going to burst)

title mune ga hachikire-sōde (my heart seems like it’s going to burst)

pairing huang renjun x gender neutral!reader

summary you and your friends always sit at the table a couple down from mine and talk shit in madarin, which happens to be a language i’m currently learning. i’ve been eavesdropping to try and improve my listening comprehension and oh my god are you actually talking about how pretty i am???

characters huang renjun, zhong chenle [nct], liu yangyang [wayv], hwang yeji [itzy]

warnings none but it does imply you speak korean as well

word count 812

author’s note rewrite from my old blog. italics = mandarin

Here’s the thing: you were pretty firm on privacy. You didn’t like yours getting invaded by nosy people, and even have scolded so many for doing so. Yet, here you were; eavesdropping. You were no better than them.

You usually tried to ignore the group of boys that always sat at the same table, talking shit about people in their lives in Mandarin.

But could anyone really blame you? When the pretty boy with stars for eyes kept glancing over in your direction and commenting to his friends in Mandarin, “Aren’t they so pretty? … No, the one facing us.”

You ducked your head, feeling heat rise to your cheeks as you barely managed to hide your growing smile. If you just smiled at seemingly nothing, you’d seem like a weirdo.

Yeji eyed you with a weird look, brows furrowing, “What’s got you all smiley, huh?” She poked you in the arm with her pen.

You shushed her quietly, shaking your head as you leaned in to whisper to her, “You see the boy with the white cardigan?” When she briefly looked over and nodded, you continued, “He’s telling his friend about how pretty I am in Mandarin.” You giggle.

A grin rose on her lips, looking over again, “What’s he saying now?”

“His friend’s asking why he won’t come talk to me,” you keep your head down, seemingly focused on your laptop. “Stop looking over there! You’ll get us caught.”

“Sorry, sorry,” she giggled, looking down at her notebook. “Hey, what’s the answer for number two?”

“You’re only on two?” Your mouth dropped open in shock. Yeji shrugged, cheeks flaring. “It’s C. Anyways, he’s saying he won’t ‘cause he doesn’t want to embarrass himself if I was already taken,” you hum, glancing up momentarily and accidentally making eye contact with the cute boy.

His cheeks flushed red, head snapping back to his friends, “They just caught me looking at them! See!” His friend’s head turned to look at you, “No! Don’t look, dumbass!”

“I agree, he’s a dumbass, but look at what?” A dark haired boy joined the conversation, speaking in Korean instead of Mandarin.

His friend hushed him, “Shut up! Don’t speak in Korean.”

The boy blinked.

“Don’t look, but you see the person studying with the girl with braids in her hair behind me?” The boy with his back towards you asked the new boy. You could see out of the corner of your eye that the new boy looked towards your direction anyway.

“Dude,” the cute boy groaned in exasperation, putting his face in his hands.

“He asked if I could see them! How was I not supposed to look?”

“Whatever, Renjun thinks they’re pretty.” Renjun was the boy’s name, huh? You smiled to yourself.

“They are. Go tell them that, ge,” the boy said.

“Are you crazy? I’m not going to make a fool out of myself!” The cute boy’s—Renjun— voice cracked cutely at the end.

“Why not? You don’t know what will happen!” The other nameless boy said.

“They’re way too pretty for me,” Renjun shook his head again, cheeks red as he kept making small glances to you. You felt as if your heart was about to burst out of your chest. “I said no,” he added firmly in Korean when the boy opened his mouth to speak again.

The boy shrugged, “Fine, I will.” Ignoring Renjun’s protests, he stood and made his way to you. Your heart pounded in your chest at the thought of confrontation. You scribbled a word on your notebook, pretending to be busy. When he approached your table, both you and Yeji looked up. “Hi, I’m Chenle. You see my friend over there?” Your heads turned to see that Renjun was now clutching the menu, hiding behind it. Chenle sighed in disappointment, “Yeah, the weirdo hiding behind the menu. Anyways, he thinks you’re pretty.”

You knew this already, but your cheeks flushed red. You smiled, “I know.” Chenle’s brows rose in shock at your confession and you could hear the other boy voice his confusion at their table, making you giggle. “I know Mandarin.” You looked at the time on your phone and smiled again, looking up at Yeji, “It’s getting late, my mom will kill me if I’m not home before eight.” Chenle watched as the two of you got up.

You grabbed a paper and pen, quickly writing on it before giving it to Chenle, “Give this to your friend.” You looked up and sent a wink, but in your head, you were freaking out, but managed to keep your cool.

You finished packing your things up and smiled one last time at the group of boys before walking out with your friend.

Renjun grabbed the paper hastily from Chenle and started to read it, his cheeks getting even more red if possible.

i think you’re pretty cute too, and my name’s y/n.

so now that you know mine, i think it’s fair enough that i know yours. :)

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- y/n <3

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huang renjun x afab!reader

tags gender neutral pronouns. best friend! renjun. jealous renjun. oblivious reader and renjun. they obviously have a crush on each other. some toxic masculinity (not from renjun). talks of past abusive relationships. renjun is constantly pining. lots of cuddles and fluff. kissing and making out. lots of groping. grinding. fingering. soft (ish) kissy and fluffy sex. renjun is very vocal. kind of vanilla. subtle sub/dom dynamic. unprotected sex (don’t do this!!!)

wc 2.8k

you and renjun. you'd been best friends for years.

he never thought he'd find himself admitting this until recently, but jealousy was a constant feeling that clouded him throughout your supposed 'friendship.' jealous of all the others you found yourself thinking were more worthy of your time and affection over him.

first, it was your possessive, borderline-abusive ex. you'd dated this said guy for around half of your and renjun's friendship and the entire time renjun was holding back homicidal urges towards him because of the lack of respect this jerk had towards you. constantly belittling you, making you feel unworthy and tearing apart your self-esteem.

and renjun was there to pick up the pieces of your broken heart. doing what any 'friend' would do. and it didn't help that you lived together, so he always had front-row seats.

this was around a year ago. and for this entire year, renjun has idly stood by and watched countless men whoo you, just leave you. resulting in the both of you being back to square one; renjun being madly in love with you, but too scared to say anything because it'll be 'too soon' and you being completely oblivious to this.

and nothing was different this time.

you'd just been on a second date with some guy you thought was oh-so-lovely and the so-called 'perfect gentleman.' but just like the others, you stepped into your shared apartment eyes filled to the brim with tears, causing renjun to automatically be on alert.

it was moments like these where renjun knew he could treat you so much better. as cliche as it sounds, he was confident he could. god.. he would treat you like royalty, as if he didn't already. he wanted to smother you with the love you always found it so difficult to find. and after hearing you complain about hook-ups after hook-ups, he was more than confident he could satisfy you there too.

the concerned look on the boy's face was enough to have you burst out crying, and within moments he was cradling you in a warm embrace. and all you could think to yourself was 'if only he could be one the one that wants me.'

he must have been the sweetest and most caring man you'd ever met in your days, and it was life's cruel twisted fate that had made him your best friend. yes, he could be sarcastic and snarky, even petty at times, but underneath, he truly was an angel in disguise.

"what's happened, pretty?" he spoke gently, hands delicately stroking your hair in a comforting way.

"you know when you think that someone is so sweet, and truly cares to get to know you, but actually just see you as an object.." you trail off, wiping you tears harshly from your cheek. "god.. im pathetic," you laugh lightly "crying over some guy that obviously doesn't value people outside sex."

your words made renjun frown, seeing how you tried to push aside how you were feeling and put on a brave face. "you're allowed to feel things, y/n. you're allowed to be upset."

it'd been a few days since the awful experience you'd had, and renjun had your mutual jaemin around; telling him he wanted to game together but really just wanted his advice on his ever-growing feelings for you.

renjun rarely asked for advice, often being a pretty logical and forward-thinking person, but when it came to you and relationships, in general, he knew absolutely nothing. all he knew was that he was a fool for you.

jaemin had always been a master when it came to love and relationships, hell, he had people lining up to date him or even just speak to him most of the time.

"so what you're saying, is that you're madly in love with y/n?" jaemin asks, chuckling to himself a little.

"i didn't say that, did i?" renjun whined, "i said i liked them!"

"stop fooling yourself, junnie," jaemin teased "you're so obviously in love with them, you have been for years, everyone can tell."

"what? everyone knows?" renjun panicked "even y/n?"

"relax, idiot, they're just as oblivious as you are." to which renjun looked at the younger boy with a confused expression. what did he mean he was oblivious like you?

"y/n likes you too! you're both too stupid to realise it."

"then why are they trying to date other people?" renjun asks, just as confused as he was before.

"god.. you really know nothing," jaemin sighs, a grin still apparent on his face "the most probable answer is that they're trying to get over you, because like you, they think the other likes them so they're putting themselves out there in the hopes they'll forget about their feelings for you," jaemin spoke as if it was the most obvious answer ever but renjun would have never been able to piece that together or come up with anything like that without jaemin spelling it out to him.

"oh.."

"yeah 'oh'.." jaemin teased, rolling his eyes at his hyung.

that same night, it was time for your weekly movie night and with the aid of jaemin, renjun had thought of the 'perfect' way to confess to you.

he couldn't lie, he was beyond nervous. what if everyone had read the signals wrong and you really didn't like him back after all? what would he do?

his body shuddered at the thought of rejection, anxiety smothering his entire body, he can't recall feeling so anxious in his life. but surely nothing could go wrong.. he'd picked out a perfect film for you to watch; lady and the tramp. he's not big on romance films (and neither am i lol i literally know non) but jaemin suggest to watch one to create 'the vibe' as he put it.

by this point in the night, you were already wrapped in 10 layers of blankets, you snuggled up to him, his arm relaxed on your waist and chin positioned on the top of your head. he loved the way you smiled at the screen at all the cute moments within the film and how when the iconic spaghetti scene came up all you could say was "me when," and all he could think was "us right now."

he'd been waiting all night to make a move, starting to become a little restless, constantly fidgeting. and this didn't go unnoticed by you.

"junnie," he almost melted away at the same nickname you'd been using on him for years "whats up with you?" you ask gently, snuffling a little to turn around and face him. "you keep fidgeting and it's obvious something is on your mind."

"oh, it's nothing," renjun shrugs off, giving you a small grin.

"renjun, i know you too well.. somethings off.. and not just tonight, there's been something on your mind for a little while now," you reply, softly playing with the front ends of his hair.

"it's nothing, i just-" "it's not nothing, junnie, you know i don't like it when you downplay your emotions or anything you want to say," you scold lightly. but you weren't wrong, multiple times throughout the friendship you had specifically said that you don't want him to downplay or hide his emotions around you because helping each other is what 'friends' are for.

"its embarrassing," renjun whines playing, flicking your nose.

"junnie," you reply a little more sternly

"i just-" renjun starts to fumble on his words "i've wanted to say this for ages, and i've never been able to actually speak it out loud.. and i honestly still don't." he paused, his heart was pounding as a confession was on the tip of his tongue but he also couldn't help but fixate on how you were looking at him. "it's just that-" he starts up once again before taking a deep breath.

"ah.. fuck it.." he mumbles before leaning down and pressing his lips softly against yours, and to his surprise, you moved your lips back against his. the kiss felt like it went on for an age, a euphoric haze clouding his mind at the moment.

"i've been waiting for you to do that forever," you smile up at him and he couldn't even speak from your words.

"yeah? you've been waiting forever?" renjun teased "then why didn't you kiss me forever ago?" he asked.

"because that's scary," you chuckle "what if you rejected me?"

"how did you think i felt?" he gasped dramatically, grabbing a small pillow from beside him and hitting you on the head with it.

"im not sure.. but i can bet i can tell how you feel now," you grin

"and what would that be?"

"that you want to kiss me again," you hum, leaning in to capture another kiss.

"maybe you were right." and with that, his lips were locked with yours once more, this time a little less soft. after a few moments, you gently climbed on top of him, lips never separating from his. despite having the night planned out, this definitely wasn't on his so-called criteria list, but he wasn't complaining, not at all.

this kiss progressively got heavier and steamier by the second, and renjun's hands were starting to wonder. starting on your upper waist and slowly trailing down until they were eagerly grasping at your waist, respectful to not go any lower but also begging to feel more. both of your breathes got heavier, biting and nibbling on each other's lips.

"shit-" renjun cursed under his breath, feeling his length twitch in his sweatpants, looking at you to see if you had noticed, praying to any being above him that you hadn't. but obviously.. you did.

"i'm so sorry.. fuck," he says, becoming flustered, cheeks reddening harsher than you had ever seen before.

"junnie.. junnie... it's okay," you reassure him, trying your best to quieten him but he still continues to babble on about how sorry he was and how he'll go to his room because of how embarrassed he felt.

"i don't want you to think that i only see you as-" "junnie," you interrupt and he hums up at you, waiting for you to finish what you wanted to say. "shut up," you chuckle, leaning down to kiss him roughly once more, becoming bold enough to grind down against the red-cheeked man.

a small grunt came from his lips, and his teeth latched onto your bottom lip. "god.. do you feel what you do to me?" he mutters against your lip, mirroring your grinding. you give him a tiny smirk before grabbing his hand and trailing it down to the waistband of your shorts. "do you want to feel what you do to me?" you ask, becoming more confident by the second.

"y/n.. i've wanted nothing more than to have the chance to show you how wonderful you are and to treat you so well," renjun hums "of course, i want to feel how i do to you," he chuckles, his hand slowly dipping down past your panties and to your core.

his fingers came into contact with your already-soaked hole, causing him to moan at the feeling. "this is what i do to you, love?" he asks, an ego-boost rushing through his body "i make you this wet? huh?"

you didn't even know how to respond, his small 'huh?' had your mind swirling, desperately in need of him to do something. so desperate you now started rutting softly against his fingers.

"desperate?" he teased, thumb going to rub circles on your clit. a smirk plastered on renjun's face at the small whine that escaped your mouth, and how your hips booked slightly at the smallest amount of touch.

"for you, always," you whisper softly, biting your lip gently.

his fingers slid further down, two slowly slipping into your entrance, eyes scoping over your face seeking your reaction. you whimper softly, and he groans in return at the feeling of your walls clenching around his fingers.

"god.. you're beautiful," renjun hums, digits softly moving inside you, curving to reach the exact spot you craved him in. "you have no idea how long i've waited for this moment, to hold you, to feel you and to worship you like no one else can," he continues.

you eagerly start to ride his fingers, the soft sounds leaving your lips like music to renjun's ears, spurring him on to discover more of the beautiful noises that could fall from your lips.

"junnie..." you start up "i need you.."

"you need more?" he repeats, in a slightly more mocking tone "whatever you need, my love," renjun grinned up at you, teasingly pulling his fingers away to undress his lower half.

he quickly fumbled with the drawstrings of his sweatpants, nerves causing him a delay in even getting a hold of them. by this point, he was rock hard and he couldn't recall a time he had ever been harder than at this moment.

"look what you've caused," renjun chuckles, the nerves even starting to reflect in his voice. he honestly hadn't been intimate with anyone in a while and he'd be lying if he said he wasn't at least a little worried about being intimate with someone after such a long time; what if you were disappointed or didn't really think much of what he had to offer?

"i guess i'll just have to sort it out, then. won't i?" you chuckle a little, beginning to aid him with pulling his sweats down.

not long after you were both stripped of clothes, and his length was lined up at your entrance, both of his hands either side of his head as he hovered over you.

“are you sure you want this?” he asked, wanting to check one last time for your consent before going ahead with anything.

you not softly; “yes.. i want this more than anything.”

and with those words, he slowly pushed into you, his mouth gaping open as he inched further into your walls. “fucking hell..” renjun muttered under his breath, finally bottoming out inside you. a desperate whimper escaped your lips and your hips hitched up slightly trying to create more friction.

renjun slowly started moving, thrusting his hips back and forth in gentle motions, biting his lip with every move of his hips.

“renjun,” you whimper, looking him in the eyes. he looked back at you, a small smile forming in his face as he leaned in to kiss you. the kiss was sweet but heated, matching the pace of his thrusts perfectly, swallowing all of your sweet sounds.

his hand slowly snaked down to press a finger to your clit, rubbing in slow circles to egg more sounds out of your mouth. “you sound so beautiful.. i can’t get enough, darling.”

when he thought he could please you like no one else could, he was right. you hadn’t felt so much bliss in so long, maybe you hadn’t ever experienced it at all.. you’d never had such an intimate, loving moment before, and it made you feel truly loved.

“you’re doing so well,” renjun praised softly, pushing a strand of hair behind your ear before his hips slightly picked up his speed “taking me so, so well.”

it wasn’t long before you were both gasping and moaning, chasing your high and getting so close to it. “baby.. i’m gonna cum soon,” renjun moans, hiding his head in your neck before trailing soft, wet kisses along it. “cum with me?”

you nod quickly, body subtly shaking at the overwhelming pleasure you were feeling in this moment. “i’m so close.. i wanna cum,” you whine gently “i wanna cum with you,” you continue softly, looking at him with a desperation in your eyes.

“let go, my love, i’ve got you,” he whines, eyes rolling back as he feels you tighten around him, his thrusts becoming slightly messy and stuttered. your whimpers got louder by the second before releasing all over his cock, eyes rolling back as the bliss took over your entire body.

“fuck- fuck-,” renjun moans, biting his lip as he watched you fall apart underneath him. he didn’t think you could get anymore beautiful but right now, you might possibly have. “i’m gonna cum really soon.. where do you want it?” he asks softly, trying hold back from releasing right there and then.

“on- on my chest,” you whine, walls still clenching around him only edging him closer to his high.

“fuck.. fuck okay.” renjun then pulls out of your wet entrance before quickly moving his hand up and down his shaft, thrusting into his hand as he did; slowing reaching his high, white ropes covering your bare chest as he lets out small grunts, pumping himself until he was dry.

“that was… that was.. whoa..” you chuckle gently, chest heaving up and down heavily as you attempt to catch your breathe.

“that was definitely whoa,” renjun giggles a little, bringing himself to stand “let me get you cleaned up, beautiful,” he hums, quickly running to get a wet cloth so he could wipe any ‘unwanted liquid’ off of your body.

renjun eventually was able to lay next to you, comforting you and cradling your body as he continued to praise you, slowly allowing you to both slip off into a sleep wondering where your relationship was going to go from here.

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A Summer Kind of Love (NCT Renjun)

Huang Renjun x Gender Neutral Reader

Genre: fluff, angst, friends to lovers

Word Count: 2k

Warnings: kissing, jealousy, friends being idiots about their feelings

Rating: PG-13

A/N: This is my piece for KVanity’s summer event Camp Couture. The cabin I was in the Bobbins cabin (fluff) and I participated in the bonfire (friends to lovers). Special thanks to @hobeemin​ for looking this over for me and the ever amazing Indi @classicscreations for the banner/dividers. ~Bee

Summer, 8 years old

Renjun methodically places the sandcastle mold next to the turret he made earlier as he sits on the edge of the sandbox at the park his parents took him to. Pulling the mold up and away, he leaves the bigger turret next to the smaller one and studies it, deciding what mold to use next. 

His musing is interrupted by the excited giggling of a little girl and he looks up to locate the happy sound. He finds the sound is coming from the swing set behind him, the little girl’s giggles getting louder and more intense the higher she swings. A light summer breeze pushes some of the sand off of his castle, but he doesn’t care. He’s too distracted by the girl, squinting to see her in the bright sun.

Then suddenly the swing hits its apex height, pitching the girl off of it and into the red bark that surrounded the swing set. He can’t stop himself from rushing over to make sure the girl didn’t hurt herself. “Are you okay?” he hears himself asking, eyes wide at what just happened. 

He could see that the girl was stunned from the fall, and maybe there was a film of moisture that filled her eyes but it disappeared just as quickly as he saw it. Another round of laughter burst from the girl’s lips as she got up, dusting her knees off. “I’m fine!” she exclaimed, reassuring the boy she just met. 

“My name’s Renjun,” he murmured, feeling the need to say it for some reason. 

“Nice to meet you Renjun, I’m Y/N,” the girl responded, giving him a smile that mirrored the summer sun that shone behind her.

Summer, 10 years old 

Summers were your favorite because you could have endless sleepovers with Renjun. The two of you could watch movies late into the night and fall asleep without having to worry about school the next morning. 

It was your turn to pick the movies this time, the two of you traded off who would decide. It was the last movie of the night, your favorite, The Little Mermaid. You and Renjun were in each of your sleeping bags, positioned on the floor in front of the tv just like every sleepover, and snacks set out on the coffee table in reach behind you. 

Renjun had become your comfort and in turn, you became his source of happiness since that day at the park. Sleepovers meant that you could fall asleep next to him, your sleeping bags pressed against each other all night with the peacefulness surrounding you that seemed to only happen during the summer.

You were growing sleepy as the ending credits of the movie started to roll. Your normally warm sleeping bag was chilled, likely from the window fan that was on across the room and you shivered. “Are you cold?” Renjun asked. He always seemed to notice the littlest changes in you. 

You nodded in response and he unzipped one side of his puffy Moomin sleeping bag. “Come here, then,” he said, tugging on the sleeve of your pajamas. You smiled and scooted closer, letting him pull you in next to him. Immediately you were engulfed in the heat his body created in the zipped-up bag, warming your bones. 

“Better?” he asked.

“Better,” you wormed your way in the sleeping bag so that just your head peeked out and tucked yourself into his side. He beamed fondly at you, letting you get comfortable next to him. Soothed by Renjun and his warmth, the two of you fell into a peaceful sleep.

Summer, 12 years old 

A light breeze ruffled Renjun’s bangs as his head rested on his arms that were folded behind him. He lay in the meadow on the outskirts of town that you two often biked to during the long days of summer. 

He heard the familiar whistling of the long grass rubbing against each other and the familiar feeling of your side against his as you lay next him, absorbing the kind of content feeling that only the summer months brought. Renjun relaxed enough that his eyes had fluttered shut and the sun was painting red on the insides of his eyelids.

“Renjun?” you questioned with a timidness in your voice that was out of character.

“Hm?” he hummed, eyes still shut. 

“Would you be my first kiss?” you asked, trying to sound more confident in the inquiry than you actually were. Renjun’s eyes snapped open at that and he turned to look at you, embarrassment warming your cheeks. 

You ran through your thoughts, wanting to tell him it was because you didn’t want your first kiss to be with some other gangly twelve year old, that you didn’t want it to be awkward or gross. You would never tell him, but in reality you didn’t want your first kiss to be with anyone but him. 

But you didn’t even get to voice those thoughts before Renjun’s face was suddenly close to yours. He didn’t want to give you a chance to back out. If anyone was going to be your first kiss, it should be him. His eyes fluttered closed once more as he lightly pressed his soft lips against yours, tasting your vanilla lip balm.

You slowly kissed him back, finally feeling the lips that so often smiled at you. While it was nothing more than an innocent peck, it was still Renjun who you had your first kiss with. You broke away, the embarrassment becoming too much and you took off yelling, “last one to the bikes is a loser!”

Summer, 14 years old

You walked along the edge of the quiet boardwalk, Renjun walking next to you. You had convinced your parents to let the two of you get ice cream from the corner store and you were taking the long way back to the beach house. 

Sighing, you stopped to sit at a bench along one of the docks. “What’s on your mind, sunshine?” Renjun asked, using the nickname only he got to use. He always knew when something was running through that head of yours.

“What if people don’t like me?” you asked, letting the question hang in the air. You were both entering a whole new high school world come September and for some reason, you were worried. 

An amused laugh left Renjun and you turned to give him a slight glare in response. Your original intent of scolding him went out the window when you were struck by how beautiful his eyes were when they had the night sky reflected in them. 

“Well I like you, that’s all that matters right?” he said, a gentle grin playing on his lips. 

You pondered his question for a moment, scanning his face to see how much he was joking. “Yes, Renjun. You’re the only friend I’ll ever need,” you laughed, looking up at the stars that painted the sky and ignoring the fact that he was making your heart skip a beat.

He slung his arm over your shoulders and pulled you to lean back against the bench with him, raising his other hand to point out each of the different constellations that were visible. He was right, high school would be just fine as long as Renjun was by your side.

Summer, 16 years old

You were waiting on your front porch when Renjun pulled up to your driveway in the car, by himself. Being by himself meant that he had passed his drivers license test. He got out of the car and started walking down the sidewalk to your door as you bounded down the porch step to meet him halfway, engulfing him in an excited hug.

“I’m so proud of you!” Your voice chirped in Renjun’s ear as you let go of him. 

“So, where should our first road trip be?” He asked, a giddy tone to his light voice. He watched your eyes light up even more as you pondered all the places you could go.

“The ocean,” you responded, your smile making the corners of your eyes crinkle.

“You got it,” Renjun said, leading the way to the car and opening the door for you to get in the passenger side.

Half an hour later, the windows were down and the summer breeze floated through the car as Renjun drove down the highway. He couldn’t help but keep sneaking glances at you the entire time, your feet up on the dashboard as you leaned back, singing along to your summer playlist. Your voice had such a beautiful sound. You were beautiful. 

With as many glances as he had taken at you, he had failed to notice the ones you had taken at him. He was already comfortable at the wheel, his hands resting in their positions. The wind brushed his bangs back, revealing his bright eyes and enhancing his content smile. They were gorgeous. He was gorgeous.

Summer, 18 years old

Renjun watched you from the other side of the warm fire, past the smoke that was wafting up. You were laughing as the boy sitting next to you leaned in and whispered something in your ear. Was what he said really that funny? Renjun was supposed to be the only one to make you laugh like that, to make your eyes sparkle so prettily along with the reflection of bonfire flames in them.

He looked away finally, and took a swig of the light beer in his hand. You both were at a beach bonfire with a bunch of people from the incoming freshman class at the college the two of you chose to attend in the fall. He watched as boy after boy came to make conversation with you, the current one obviously being interesting enough for you to sit down next to as he talked.

One more glance at you out of the corner of his eye and suddenly he couldn’t take it anymore. The other boy was leaned into you still and he had brushed a strand of loose hair behind your ear. A mixture of anger and pain stabbed at Renjun’s heart, he didn’t know what it was but he wanted to take you away from the boy. 

He got up and stalked over to you, kicking up sand as he went. You looked up, realizing Renjun was standing in front of you with an unfamiliar look on his face. “Renjun, wha-?” Your sentence was cut off as Renjun grabbed your wrist, pulling you as far away from the bonfire as he could. “Ouch, that hurts, Renjun,” you said as he came to a full stop at the beginning of the ocean surf.

“Sorry,” he mumbled, gingerly letting your wrist go.   

“What is going on?” you questioned him. He had never acted like this with you before. He didn’t say anything, but you could see him clenching and unclenching his fists as he stared at the dark blue waves. It was your turn to grab his wrist and pull him to look at you. He tried to look away, but that didn't stop you from seeing the light glisten of tears that started forming in his eyes. “Junnie, what's wrong?” you asked, tenderly.

“I love you,” Renjun said, directly looking at you now and trying to blink back the moisture from his eyes. “I've been holding it in so long and I saw you laughing with that guy and I just couldn’t take it anymore. My jealousy got the better of me and I just snapped. I'm sorry, Y/N. I just…love you,” he continued to blurt out his thoughts.

You could do nothing but laugh. “Renjun, please slow down.” you said, placing your hand on the side of his face to soothe him and nudging a knuckle against his cheek. His eyes grew wide at your touch. “I love you too. I’ve probably loved you since our first kiss in the meadow, maybe even before that.” 

He placed his hand over yours, pressing it further against his face. Then he removed it, keeping it folded in his before he finally leaned in to kiss you. This kiss was much different then your first, just as soft and tender but a passionate warmth filled your chest this time as his lips moved against yours. As he pulled away, he said, “I've been in love since the moment I met you when we were eight.”

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[nanasarea]

UwU I Huang Renjun

Prompt: You’re hopelessly in love with your friend, he doesn’t know and at the moment, you’re content with just being his friend.

Genre: angst-ish, fluff-ish

Pairing: (gender-neutral) reader x bff!Renjun

a/n: inspired by uwu by chevy, i was thinking of who to make it about and then renjun went live so...

“Quickly!” Renjun yelled as you ran to his hiding spot to hide with him. You were in the middle of a water fight with the rest of the nct members.

You had water guns and water balloons but you ran out of the balloons when Chenle startled you and you panicked. 

I'm startin' to feel some sort of way You give me goosebumps every day

“I’ll cover you.” Renjun said as you peaked out from the hiding spot and started shooting water at the members you could. Before you knew it, you felt your back getting soaked.

The cold water made you gasp as Renjun tried to fire back at Jaehyun, but was too late, as Jaehyun had thrown a balloon and Renjun as well. 

“Cold?” He asked as you nodded, causing him to wrap his arms around you “Let body heat warm you up.” He said, looking at you and smiling.

And when you look at me and smile I wanna say "I-I think you're okay"

The game continued on and despite Jaehyun winning against both you and Renjun, your team won, which is when he turned to you and yelled “We won!”.

Your team celebrated as the other team denied that it was a fair game, but in reality, they were just salty.

Your stupid face makes me insane.  My heart feels like it's trapped up in cellophane

You’ve had a crush on Renjun for a long time now, almost as long as you’ve been friends.

You felt a little guilty for thinking of one of your best friends in that way, but could you blame yourself? Every time you saw his face, your heart did a cartwheel.

And everytime I try to unwrap the pain I-I feel so ashamed Oh but you don't know how I feel mmhm Its like everyday I'm runnin' uphill Oh, why can't I just spit it out and tell you right now That you're the one I want out loud?

His teasing, his flirting, his affectionate ass, all of it resulted in you being whipped for him, but he was still your best friend, who loved you, maybe it was platonic love but he loved you, you knew that.

I guess I'll stop here and not hint at all That you're one I've fallen for

“Celebratory ice cream?” he asked, smiling at you.

But if you ever think of me as anything more I'll be here at you call

“Sure.” 

Maybe you were always gonna be his platonic soulmate in his eyes, maybe one day he would develop romantic feelings for you, but you were aware that no matter what, he’ll love you, he’ll be there for you, he’ll support you, take care of you and maybe, knowing that was enough.

a/n: this is kinda angsty but also quite wholesome, I think.  I got this idea while listening to uwu by chevy and it’s honestly so cute so I decided to write it despite having a shit ton of school work.

[minjunz]

Can I request how do you think 00 line + Mark would be as boyfriends??

of course u can!! this was kinda vague so i went all over the place sorry <3 not really proofread

nct dream 00 line + mark as boyfriends! [gn reader]

MARK 🍰

always makes time for you even when he’s super busy

gets you flowers on single every date

steals your food by grabbing your hand as you’re about to eat and putting it in his own mouth

always backhugging you and looking over your shoulder

if he’s in a certain mood he’ll be the cockiest mf you’ve ever met but if he’s in a different mood then he’ll blush just from eye contact

next point is kinda suggestive feel free to skip this one

cockiness entails: grabbing you by the waist, doing that little smirk eyebrow raise thing he does, kissing your neck as opposed to your lips, among other things but this is a sfw post.

if he goes out to eat with the boys™️ he’ll always bring back a takeout box for you

likes slapping your thighs in a wholesome way but sometimes he forgets he’s actually strong and you have mark shaped red patches on your legs

tries his absolute best to cook for you but it just never works out

i don’t see him as getting jealous easily tbh he’s very secure

has written 10 million songs about you but they’ll never see the light of day

he likes absentmindedly playing with your hands and threading his fingers through yours

LOVES falling asleep on your stomach while you play with his hair it’s so relaxing to him

always laying on top of you but he makes sure not to put too much pressure on so you don’t get hurt

RENJUN 🍦

play fighting constantly

usually ends up cute little face kisses for both of you

if you’re smaller than him he’ll be absolutely ecstatic every time you wear his clothes

he’s used to being the small one so he loves having someone little to hold

even if it’s only like an inch difference he’ll still pat your head and kiss it

on the other hand, if you’re bigger than him he’ll be pouty when/if you make fun of him for being small

he’d look so cute in your shirts though. he’ll wear them in secret and get embarrassed if you catch him

he has the softest lips known to man it feels like kissing a marshmallow

he always tastes vaguely sweet as well

keeps everything you give him displayed somewhere

will never let you get out of bed he’s always gonna hug you so you physically can’t

would visit you at work/class just to flirt with you until he gets kicked out

the second haechan finds out you’re dating he starts jokingly flirting with you to make renjun jealous

it doesn’t work. renjun just hits him

makes couple art with you so he can hang it up around the house

you probably share jewellery

the smell of your perfume/spray will become his favourite scent even if he used to hate it

puts his cold hands on your neck for fun

wraps you up like a burrito in a blanket just because

JENO 🍩

CUDDLES AND KISSES ALL THE TIME

he likes tangling all your limbs together when you lay down

your house is running out of space for all the plushies he gives you

sends you good morning and good night texts every day if you can’t see each other

tries to get you to work out with him but it doesn’t work because you just keep staring at him. that man is built like a greek god

gives you those big boba puppy eyes until you let him cuddle with you

i mentioned this in the first dates post but he will always let you win games!!! it just makes him so happy to see you happy

only gets jokingly jealous over animals or inanimate objects if they’re getting more attention than him

has somehow developed some kind of telepathy where he always knows exactly what you want at any given time and you will get it

always brings a jacket even when he’s not cold just for you in case you are

calls you sweetheart unironically

obsessed with carrying you everywhere

he’ll pick you up in the middle of a conversation like a cat just to carry you around the room then put you back down like nothing happened

loves driving around aimlessly just to talk to you in the car

if your hair is long enough he’ll like braiding it as free therapy

sends you dog photos throughout the day

knows all your orders off by heart

HAECHAN 🧁

is he your boyfriend or your arch nemesis? nobody will ever know

if you’re talking to someone else he’ll sneak up behind you and either tickle you or pick you up and run away

probably the best kisser out of all 5 of them

likes when you trace over his moles

calls you both parent bears, renjun your baby bear, and mark goldilocks. you don’t know why

sometimes he just sits there and pouts until you give him a kiss. his record was 5 minutes before he tickled you to death

can never ever leave an argument unresolved he’ll always try his best to sort it out before the day is over

BUT. he will pout for DAYS if you accidentally make him jealous

he’s not actually mad at you he just wants you to give him extra kisses to make up for it

sometimes he’ll just scream into your ear unprovoked and won’t stop until you (you guessed it!) kiss him

please just kiss him he’s so needy

will start spewing the cheesiest pickup lines while you’re trying to go to bed

if you’re smaller than him he purposefully buys shirts that are too big for him just so they’ll look extra big on you and he can squeal at how cute you are

you’re always trying each other’s food/drinks when you order and most of the time you end up switching

he’s usually over dramatic when he flirts with you but sometimes he just gets lost in your eyes. those moments are when you know he really means it when he says he loves you

when he’s really really tired he’ll smush his face into your arm and mumble absolute nonsense but it’s so cute

he always hogs the blanket though and you hate him for it

JAEMIN 🍮

loves burying his face into the crook of your neck and sniffing

we know this man is a gift giver so best believe you will be absolutely decked out in dior because of him

you have to fight him sometimes so he won’t buy something just because you said it looked nice

he just wants to spoil you so bad

loves kisses in the morning after waking up

you always need to be close to him in some way

literally incapable of judging you no matter what you do. he’s so in love

always holding your hand and putting it in his pocket

likes having you lay on top of him like you’re his weighted blanket

cooks anything you want. he’ll learn a recipe he’s never heard of if you want it

if you’re drinking out of the house he’ll refuse to consume even a droplet of alcohol to make sure you get home safe

he’ll bring you home so many souvenirs if he goes abroad for something

if he’s had a rough day it’ll be instantly soothed just by having you run your fingers through his hair

his face lights up as soon as he sees you if he’s waiting for you

he can never order something without also ordering you something when you’re not with him. he’ll literally carry a coffee or something for an hour just for you

makes it so evident to everyone that you’re his s/o he loves showing you off

if you’re in a new environment he’s checking in all the time to make sure you’re okay

will silently replace your things when they run out. you could have sworn your perfume was empty yesterday

calls you every pet name under the sun

I didn’t mean to make these so unbalanced sorry 😭

[otptings]

Boyfriend Dreamies ☁️

Contestant: Huang Renjun

🦢Picture perfect fairy tale boyfriend

🦢When everyone says he's written by a women they aren't kidding. He is by far, the sweetest, kindest and most respectful boyfriend alive. When he's pretending at least.

🦢This fiery Aries always has a sweet spot for you, making sure you have tickets to all of their concerts (And 127 & WayV if you really wanna go) and a safe place to stand during them

🦢Incredibly protective over you, you're not an idol you aren't used to the chaos, and he refuses to run the risk of you being harmed when he could do something to prevent it. So concerts, you're always either in the front row with security hovering you so Renjun can see you on stage, or in their dressing room backstage, watching the monitor. When you're out on dates he'll make sure that he's unrecognizable.

🦢Hoodie on, beanie on, mask all the way up. He'll go so far as to wear one of your hoodies if it fits just to make sure they don't recognize any of his. If their is a scandal Renjun is going straight to Taeyong to help him take it down, or minimize the impact.

🦢With being protective he is also a show off, on the rare occasions where he's allowed to bring you to award shows everything will match. His tie and your dress, your hair styles both have to be perfect, even your makeup colors will match the others outfit. And when it's time for photos he'll let you get a few individual to allow you to truly shine the way he knows you should.

🦢Surprisingly not jealous. He's incredibly secure in his spot, and knows that there is no one else able to handle your attitude, or spoiledness, or insecurity the way that he is able to. His spot is so set in concrete that he may be too nonchalant at time. It'll take one of the members flirting with you for him to truly become a little jealous, pulling you onto his lap, or pressing a kiss to your cheek when he starts to actually feel grumpy about all the attention you're receiving.

🦢In the same manner as Jeno I see Renjun being incredibly caring in bed. Maybe a little kinkier than Jeno, he's definitely a switch, happy to give and receive at any moment. No preference anything that happens in the moment is good for him, if you decide to pin him underneath of you he won't fight back. You need him to fuck the thoughts out of your mind, will be for it.

🦢 He's really against hurting you, or planning out scenes. Hitting you is comparably different to choking and he will continue to spread it like gospel every time you (jokingly) argue with him against him. The thought of bruising your skin, or purposefully hitting you doesn't sit right with him.

🦢And planning scenes ruin the flow of things. When it just happens on a day off, or when all of the members leave the dorm it'll just happen. Renjun believes intimacy flows more when you're just enjoying the moment and not "acting".

🦢 But on the same side, you can't argue with him against it because every time is a new experience. Renjun will consistently switch it up so it's never boring. One day he'll end you over the counter, fulfilling both of your exhibitionist streak and the next he'll have you on his lap, legs spread and facing the mirror as he watches you get yourself off. Expect the unexpected.

🦢Date nights are actually date days. Typically starting when the sun rises, a mix of the various different cafes he wants to try, o the candy store that you begged him to take you to despite his diet (he caved of course, surrounded by everything sweet along with the candy), ending by the Han River to watch the sun disappear behind the buildings as the stars came out. He brought you a star, along with telling you "he finally found something brighter to you", so on these nights you'll both look for it

🦢And if the next day there's a scandal due to Dispatch spotting the both of you kissing under the moonlight, accompanied by pictures of you too holding each other close, maybe Renjun won't be so fast to get this one taken down

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NCT Dream Headcanon | Unrequited Love { Huang Renjun }

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A/N : I'm so pumped for Dream's newest comeback. Glitch Mode is gonna hit, I just know it. they always deliver.

♡ pairings ; Renjun x gender neutral reader

♡ genre ; unrequited love, some fluff, angst

♡ warnings ; none, but it gets really sad towards the end

♡ word count ; 0.7k+

"⇢ when Renjun likes someone, everything else goes out the window

⇢ all he can see is you

⇢ which is probably why he never picked up on the fact that you were interested in someone else

⇢ he might have a hunch here and there

⇢ just doubting whether or not you're into him in the same way he's interested in you

⇢ the two of you had been friends for years

⇢ and while things mostly stayed platonic, that didn't stop any playful banter

⇢ "Y/N, what do you think of my new hairstyle for our comeback?" Renjun asked

⇢ "I think it really suits you! It's super hot! No wonder you've got tons of girls swooning all over you." you'd respond

⇢ the two of you were some comfortable around each other

⇢ at lunch, you would never flinch when he wipes the ketchup from the corner of your mouth

⇢ "Y/N, that ketchup could have gotten all over your clothes." Renjun groaned

⇢ 'what would I do without you?" you laughed, still chewing on your burger

⇢ and Renjun would never cringe when you plucked the stray eyelash off his cheek

⇢ "hold still for me. this has been bothering me all afternoon" you'd say

⇢ all of these signs made him believe that you might have feelings for him

⇢ even though he thought he hid his attraction to you well, the other members would tease him about it

⇢ "hey Jeno! did you see the way Renjun was looking at Y/N at lunch?" Jaemin teased

⇢ "haha yeah! boy's got it down bad!" Jeno laughed

⇢ but one day, he finally mustered up enough courage to confess his feelings to you

⇢ he had it all planned out

⇢ he had to plan it out

⇢ confessing to your best friend could either go really bad, or really good

⇢ on one hand, you could end up happily ever after (Renjun's ideal scenario)

⇢ or your friendship could be damaged forever (Renjun's worst nightmare)

⇢ so he devised a plan to casually bring it up while the two of you went on a walk through the park

⇢ and he still had some doubts about your feelings, so he didn't want to completely fall on his face if you didn't feel the same

⇢ so he felt that casually bringing it up would make him feel a little better, because he can subtly change the subject if things go wrong

⇢ "Y/N, has Jisung told you about his new girlfriend?"

⇢ "yeah! I spoke with Chenle about it. she seems really sweet. I'm happy for him" you replied, kicking the stones on the sidewalk

⇢ "what about you? are you interested in anyone?" Renjun asked softly, avoiding eye contact out of nervousness

⇢ "I don't know ... I've sorta got a crush on someone, but I'm don't think it'll go anywhere else." you said casually

⇢ Renjun coulda sworn his heart skipped a beat

⇢ "if you don't mind me asking who is it? do I know them?" he asked almost too quickly

⇢ "why do you wanna know?"

⇢ "just curious I guess .. and we always tell each other everything." Renjun answered

⇢ "promise you won't tell anyone? pinky promise?" you said, extending your pinky finger

⇢ "promise." he said as he wrapped his pinky finger around yours

⇢ "it's Mark ... I know I know ... it's dumb. but it's just a crush, it's not important. it'll never go further than that." you confessed

⇢ Renjun's heart shattered into a million pieces

⇢ he was so sure, so hopeful you were about to admit your feelings for him

⇢ and even though he felt like crumbling into a ball and hiding from the world .. he pretended like nothing happened

⇢ he masked his pain and continued the conversation

⇢ "well, he'd be a lucky guy to have you. I know I would be." Renjun's words were heartfelt and all too honest

⇢ he would love for you to be his

⇢ but in a way, you kind of already are

⇢ you're his best friend, and he feels lucky enough to even know you, to even be around you

⇢ this is enough for him

⇢ it has to be enough, because otherwise he would lose you

⇢ "what about you? you got your eyes set on someone special?" you teased, bumping his arm

⇢ "not really.. " he lied

[hon3yteddy]

꒰ things that make nct dream flustered 🍦 ꒱

synopsis: flustered dream ? and they're all a bit pathetic in a cute way genre(s): established relationship, romance, fluff, stuff that could make you cry if you were just that tiny bit insane warning(s): insanity, cheese author's note: double post !?!?! i feel like my writing style is repetitive which puts me off

for mark it's definitely pet names. things like “love”, “sweetheart”, "darling” and especially “baby” but it has to have the “y” at the end. normally you’d say them so naturally, not thinking too much about it, mark on the other hand is a mess. a simple question could be asked with the additional “baby” at the end and he’s praying for strength as he tries to answer with incoherent words. he'll always try to argue that he doesn’t like it, but he’s in fact proud of the fact that he’s simply yours. it’s adorable to say the least, the way he’s simply at the palm of your hands, compliant to your words just because of a simple word.

if renjun catches you staring, he’s over the moon. hearing a “pretty” slip out from your lips as you admire him. you’re shameless about it, not bothering to look away after you’ve been caught. it’s more embarrassing for him than it is for you. your gaze is so attentive and so soft he swears he’s blushing and on the verge of passing out. he’ll give you a “what do you want?” but never gets an answer as you carry on admiring his ethereal beauty. he was never one for attention, and having your attention just seemed to have more of an effect. renjun's got such a soft spot for you - he’ll never admit it though.

jeno is a dead man when you feel him, but not in that type of way. you’re simply just feeling him up out of pure curiosity. yeah, you’ve felt the man a lot but you can’t help but poke, pinch, squeeze at his muscles. you’re practically in awe of his build. obviously, you don’t like him for his body only. it's just fun to just squeeze his muscles every now and then and watch how he reacts to your ever so curious touches. you’re soft and careful, but tend to be calculative, eager for a reaction out of him. you like how he’s shy under your touch, the way he tries to ignore it all, but you can tell, anyone can tell that he’s enjoy it despite his want to not do so. jeno's fingers fidget, his face turns away from yours to avoid your gaze, sometimes you can feel him become tense as you drag your hand along his bare skin. be careful of the power you hold over him because he might just lose all sanity.

your compliments have got the lee haechan ascending into another galaxy. he’s not necessarily flustered by your side comments, he’s actually rather cocky about it, whispering for you to say some more or pretending to tuck his hair behind his ear and bat his eyelashes at you as a joke to hear you laugh. yet internally it's utter chaos, he’s on his knees in tears, screaming in pure joy. he definitely giggles about your kind words later, trying to remake the whole scenario just to feel something again. he could never let you see how much of an effect you have on him with your words. he’s a lot better when it comes to the banter you exchange on a daily basis so he’d treasure your words forever.

jaemin adores it when you become a bit whiny, not in a slap deserving way. he’s normally the whiny one, begging for attention, a kiss, a cuddle, so when the roles reverse he’s simply gone and under your command. you want to hold hands, he’s dropping everything in his hands for you; you want to cuddle, he’s diving into your embrace with no questions asked. he gets giddy when you ask him for the most simplistic of things. he adores how vulnerable and cute you sound, whining for his attention, outreaching your hand for him to hold. it’s even worse for his heart when you’re doing it half asleep, calling his name as you lay side by side, asking for a hug to nestle yourself in. jaemin would do anything you asked of him, anything at all.

if there’s one thing chenle would say he loves about you most, it’s got to be your laugh. he doesn’t care if you don’t like it, every time he hears your laugh it seriously takes his breath away. he hates the way you’ll try and hide it, he loves it so much, and he definitely loves to hear it when he’s the cause of it. he likes the one where you’re fighting for your life in tears, laughing your ass off at a joke he’s made. chenle takes pride in them every single time. he’s normally laughing with you, glancing towards your beautiful smiling face. that is, until you're laughing at him. then he’s pouting and shying away. but he could never be angry for too long seeing you so happy. if chenle could, he’d get you to laugh everyday, simply because he loves you that much.

anything can mess with this poor boy’s heart. You don’t even need to be there in jisung's presence to have some sort of effect on him. a simple text message gets his heart flatlining. texting you has got him using all of his brain power to send the perfect text only for him to regret everything he says. he can be a bit more confident through the screen, using how you can’t see him act embarrassing in the comfort of his room to his own advantage. yet a “good night <3” has got the 6ft grown adult rolling around his bed, kicking his legs, crying and screaming into his pillow awakening everyone else. it gets worse when you send a picture of yourself just because you can. the rest of nct might as well just prepare for his funeral at that point. He’s just a lovesick loser but you can’t help but love him anyway.

jan 2023 © hon3teddy

[juyeonsluver]

renjun x gn reader + twt link (before clicking, its a nsfw acc, but a sfw video!)

“renjun just w-watch the movie!” you said, giggling as your boyfriend kissed your cheeks, “you’re dis—distracting me!” your face red as a strawberry, smiling as he continued to cover your face with his kisses. “nope! never.” renjun laughed, satisfied with making you get distracted by his actions, as he wrapped his arms around you and continued.

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every summer, you traveled to the coast, where your grandparents' sweets shop sat pristinely in a colorful beach town awash with tourists and money that burned holes in their pockets. they were generous with tips and that, along with the kindness of your family members and the gorgeous sunsets that reflected red and orange on the ocean, made for some perfect summer memories.

you'd spent all semester looking forward to this trip, burning through your finals in a caffeinated, yet exhausted rage that left you spinning when it was over. the very next day, you hopped on the train with a single suitcase and prepared for the long trip to the sea. you watched through the window as city buildings melted into long grassy plains into palm trees, the music in your earbuds growing more upbeat. it was finally time for your summer to begin. 

your grandmother greeted you at the tiny station, pinching your cheeks and grinning wide. she wrapped you in a warm embrace, rambling about the renovations they'd just completed and how gorgeous you would find the shop.

"i won rock-paper-scissors, so i get to pick you up while he manages the homefront," she said with a wink, and you chuckled in response, climbing into her little red four-door sedan. it was only late afternoon, sun and sky bright, but your trip had worn you out and you fought the urge to drift into sleep. instead, the two of you spent the drive catching up as you filled her in on your classes and friends and she updated you on your favorite locals.

"oh," she said, "it was so sad to see the songs move out, but a new family bought their place fast! i swear, it felt like a matter of days before they were all settled in. they have this adorable puppy, and a boy your age!"

"wow, for real?" it was rare to see people your own age there, as most, like yourself, went to the colleges in the northern cities. "where's he working?"

"that art store mr. liu runs- he says the kid's doing a good job."

"huh. i'm glad he finally gave in and hired some help."

she snorted. "tell me about it, kiddo. i've known that geezer my whole life and that damned stubbornness never changes. renjun's a real persuasive character, i'll tell you that. not to mention one hell of an artist! if you stop in, i'm sure you can see some of his stuff."

renjun, huh... 

-

when you finally reached the candy shop, you jumped out of the car, bouncing with childish excitement to see your grandfather again. fondly, your grandmother chuckled. 

“c’mon kiddo, help me carry in your bags. my arms are old and frail, y’know!”

“oh!” you quickly grabbed your biggest suitcase. “sorry, ma!”

she just laughed once more, waving you inside and upstairs to the living area. “put your stuff down, then change into uniform!”

your grandmother put you straight to work every summer, but you still played along, whining. “but i just got hereeeeee...”

patting your head, she mimicked your tone. “but i have arthritisssssss...”

you cracked up. “ma, my first boyfriend thought you were my aunt.”

“and now look at me! an old hag.”

“fine, baba yaga, i’ll get changed.”

“baba yaga!?” fake-offended, she pinched your cheek and waltzed out. “this witch is off to nap! wake me up when we’ve closed for the day!”

grin plastered on your face, you pulled a vintage red-and-white pinstripe apron from the closet, your shiny nametag still pinned on from last summer. it was time to get to work.

-

your grandfather pulled you into a tight hug as soon as you appeared behind the counter. “there’s my favorite part-timer!”

“and favorite grandkid!” you exclaimed, hugging him back just as tight. 

he shushed you, eyes bright. “can’t let the others find out.”

hand on your hips, you surveyed the shop. at the moment, there were six or so people milling about, all in various kinds of beachwear. the wooden shelves, all built by your grandfather himself, were stacked with candies. while they sold some name brand candies, most were made by your grandmother and other locals with time on their hands. you’d tried it a handful of times and, while far more difficult than you’d expected, the feeling of making a great batch was rewarding beyond belief. then to see little kids running around enjoying your handmade candy? the most fulfilling feeling in the world. 

the shop itself was small, with natural wood and sea glass decorations accentuated by sky blue walls. it always smelled like the beach, since you were right on the boardwalk, and while that meant that it often got crowded in the little building, it also meant that your grandparents weren’t suffering from a lack of business, which gave you and your parents a great sense of relief. your favorite part of the shop, though, was the old fashioned bronze bell, which rang every time the door-

ring!

in walked a middle-aged man you’d never seen before. 

“mr. huang!” your grandfather said. “good to see you stop in.”

the man smiled politely. “good to see you too. it’s a lovely day out.”

“isn’t it just! mr. huang, this is the grandkid i was telling you all about.” he turned to you. “this is mr. huang, his family bought the songs’ old place.”

you reached out to shake his hand, excited and a little nervous. “it’s nice to meet you! my grandmother just told me that your son is working for mr. liu now, right?”

he shook your hand firmly. “why, yes he is. a bright kid, that boy, if i may brag.”

laughing, you were about to continue the conversation when a family approached the register, and you rushed to check them out. they had a small mountain of items, and your grandparents were committed to the vintage aesthetic, so by the time you finished handwriting their receipt and checking off their purchases in the store’s book, mr. huang had selected a bag of chocolates and two caramel bars. 

shortly after handing you the exact change, he took the chocolates in hand and pushed the caramel bars to you. “would you take one of those to my son for me, please? i’m afraid he doesn’t get off work until half past eight. the other one is payment, if you don’t mind.”

your grandfather popped his head up from where he’d been fixing the candies at the front of the counter. “go ahead, kid. it’s an awful short walk and the breeze is perfect right now.” 

smiling, you couldn’t help but agree, especially if you’d get caramel out of it. “of course! thank you, mr. huang.” 

“thank you. i’m so sorry i must rush off, but have a nice day.”

he was out the door in a flash, and your grandfather straightened up with a smirk. “now, if i didn’t know any better, i’d say he was trying to set you two up.”

“pa!”

belly-laughing, he shrugged. “i dunno, kid, your last boyfriend was an artist too.”

you scoffed and grabbed the two bars from the countertop, stuffing them into the front pocket of your apron. “i’m going to deliver these in record time.”

“now, now, take it slow! have a nice conversation! not too nice, though, if you-”

you were definitely out the door in record time.

-

admittedly, your grandfather was right about the breeze. it tousled your hair without whipping it into a frenzy and cut down on the heat significantly. yet, the sun beat down and you found yourself weaving under storefronts for some shade, waving at the shopkeepers you’d known your whole life. the atmosphere here was so warm and friendly that you always missed it when autumn hit. 

it took a mere five minutes to reach mr. liu’s art shop, tucked away in a back alley, slightly distanced from the rush of the boardwalk. it was quieter here, and you inhaled deeply before entering, no bell on the door to announce your arrival. when you were younger, you stopped by somewhat often, but as you got older and busier, you came in less and less, occupied by your studies and your grandparents’ store. the inside of the shop was as beautiful as ever, though. paintings and sketches covered the walls, making it near impossible to see the original paint. while the few windows were small, mr. liu used an assortment of small lamps rather than fluorescent lights, making the shop feel warm and cozy. in the back, a line of easels showed off painting after painting of the same dishware set, most likely from his tuesday art classes. you stepped closer, trying to get a better look. you had a habit of trying to pick your favorite every time they were on display, and you were in the midst of analyzing them when a boy exited the back room.

he blinked a couple times, then put on a polite, customer-service smile. “hello! let me know if you need help finding anything.”

pausing, you took a moment to process his two-toned hair, blond on the bottom and black on top, big brown eyes, and collared black shirt. his face was a little delicate... pretty. the way it contrasted with his sharp jaw and deep voice had you feeling knocked off-kilter. “um...” his nametag read renjun. “yeah, actually.”

renjun nodded, focused on you.

“uh, well, your dad stopped by the candy store and asked me to deliver this to you.” you pulled out one of the caramel bars and passed it to him. his hands had specks of dried green paint on them.

“he...” renjun reached up to rub his forehead, visibly embarrassed but smiling genuinely now. “i’m so sorry, i can tip-”

“oh, don’t worry!” you cut him off, rushing to explain. “he got me one too!” grinning sheepishly, you pulled yours out of your pocket. 

the boy was speechless, but sighed. “still... here, come up front.”

gingerly, you followed him to the counter. “i really didn’t mind, it’s nice out. plus it meant i got a bonus break.”

he laughed a little at that, then started flipping through a black sketchbook left on the counter, stopping near the end to gently pull out a page. “if you like it, you can keep it.” he shifted a little, nervous. 

you looked down at a gorgeous painting of the night sky. the silhouette of a tree took center stage, branches bending and reaching up. brilliant blues and purples framed bright white stars. it was breathtaking. 

“this is... beautiful.” you tore your eyes up, gazing into renjun’s. “that was a two dollar candy bar.” 

his shoulders shook with giggles, and, just like the painting, you found it far too hard to look away. “it’s okay. it’s an apology for the inconvenience.” now that he’d gathered himself, you couldn’t help but find his posture regal. there was something prince-like about the way he held his head, polite and self-assured. “my dad... he’s a little worried about the lack of people my age here. so he’s going overboard.”

you shook you head emphatically. “not at all! i mean, i’m glad he came in.” oh no, that sounded so weird. “i rarely visit the art shop these last few years, so yeah...”

renjun nodded along. “i understand.”

awkward silence filled the space between you. shifting, you took a step back. 

“well, i have to head back to work... i’ll come by again, though, if that’s okay!”

the boy smiled, teasing. “i can’t exactly stop you.”

-

the next day was a saturday, meaning that the shop was packed. you helped your grandparents from sunrise to sundown, and your feet ached by the end. wrapping you in a hug, your grandmother thanked you and, as per usual, pinched your cheeks hard enough to sting.

“you are an angel, kiddo. i’ll make your favorite for dinner.”

“see, that’s why i visit!”

she flicked your ear, yet chuckled, and slowly made her way up the stairs to start cooking. your grandfather went to help her, but paused in his tracks. 

“my gosh, i forgot to check the mail. would you be able to do that for me real quick? i swear the rest of the night is yours!”

you agreed easily, making your way to the metal box mounted on the outside wall. opening it, you pulled out a stack of papers: two magazines, a couple bills, and one envelope with... only your name on it. puzzled, you headed upstairs and showed your grandparents.

“well,” your grandfather said, “open it up! maybe you’ve got a secret admirer,” he winked.

you and your grandmother scoffed in unison. 

“if it’s anyone giving you trouble, you’d better pray for them,” she said, tapping her wooden spoon to her hand threateningly. 

finally, you opened the envelope, and pulled out a small watercolor painting. it was abstract, but incredibly pretty, with pinks, blues, and yellows blending together in a soft, simple design. 

“wow...” you whispered, reverent. 

your grandfather leaned closer to appraise it. “now ain’t that something. dear, come take a look.”

sighing, your grandmother abandoned her food prep, but smiled when she saw it. “wonder who that could be from,” she grinned.

you couldn’t help but blush, and your grandfather guffawed. 

“might i suggest another candy delivery to a certain art shop?”

“pa!” you ducked your head, but... “yeah.” a soft smile overtook your face. “maybe i’ll make the bar myself this time.”

-

this year, when summer ended, it was with lips on yours and yet another painting slipped into your back pocket.

a painting with a phone number written in the bottom left corner. 

[woncon]

[03:15 am] ♡ renjun

gn!reader | angst | nightmares | renjun is crying | hurt/comfort | made with @wonsheep's help <3

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the clock's gloom-green screen reveals the time in the semi-darkness. it's a quarter past three. you glance at it, then close your eyes, resting your chin on your boyfriend's head who is crying and holding you close by your t-shirt.

you soothingly stroke his back and hair, hugging him protectively to let him know that the dream is over and this is reality.

"i'm sorry for waking you up. i just needed your hug."

as soon as renjun's crying subsides a little, he leans away, sniffing and excusing himself.

"don't be silly, junie." you stroke his wet cheek, then press a kiss to the tip of his nose. "you're always here for me when i have bad dreams. you can count on me anytime. plus, i was dreaming about the vampire chicken again, so you actually saved me from it by waking me up."

a wan smile appears on the corner of the boy's mouth.

"okay."

there is no question that now renjun will be the little spoon. this doesn't even bother you. you happily and lovingly cuddle him.

[midmourn]

drivers license

title drivers license

pairing huang renjun x gender neutral!reader

summary you don’t know how he can be so okay when you’re not.

warnings angst, post break up

word count 1308

“I hate him, but I miss him. How is that even possible?” You murmur into Karina’s shoulder, the dark haired girl frowning in sympathy as she wrapped her arms around you. A cold breeze flew through the air, making you shiver and Karina held you tighter, as if she was the only thing holding you together.

“Love sucks,” is all she had to offer. The two of you have already gone through this so much throughout the last month since you and Renjun broke up. She didn’t know how someone could love and miss and hate the same person all at once. You talked even more about the boy than you did when you were still dating. She thought it was bad enough back then, now she missed that time more than ever. She never thought she would.

“I wish …” You sniffed, feeling tears sting at your eyes. No, you weren’t going to cry. Not again. “I wish I never met him.”

Karina didn’t say anything. She was too distracted by the fact that the bane of your existence and the object of your desires all at once walked in, a familiar blonde girl walking in front of him. You heard her inhale sharply, pulling you away and grabbing your face in her hands. You frowned, looking at her in confusion as tears gathered in the corner of your eyes.

“Let’s go to a Rage Room,” she smiled, desperately trying to keep your eyes on her. She always did. “Get all our anger out there.” She then added, “Legally.”

Despite the tears, you laughed and wiped under your eyes, “OK. Let’s go.”

Karina didn’t tell you that Renjun was there, or that his eyes followed you out of the diner. She was terrible for it; but she couldn’t let him hurt you again.

After finally getting your driver’s license, you willingly drove everywhere. More often than not, you were out and about instead of wallowing in your room. Your friends would ask for rides in an attempt to distract you, but very rarely would it work. Especially when you always somehow found yourself driving through the same streets you once went to almost every other day. But instead, you weren’t the one driving back then— Renjun was.

The car slowed down as you drove past a familiar home, and you found yourself searching through the windows and yard for even a glance of Renjun. When you did, you regretted it immediately.

At the side of the house, Renjun wore swim trunks and held a pool floatie in his hand, looking behind him. Your heart soared at the sight of him in betrayal, before it dropped when you saw what he was looking at.

As soon as you saw the familiar, long, blonde hair, your foot pressed down on the gas and sped away from the house. Tears blurred your vision, blinking repeatedly to get them out as you could see as you drove. You hope he didn’t know what car you drove. You knew he didn’t.

How could he be so OK after you were gone? Did he never actually care? If he did care, he wouldn’t still be hanging out with the girl that broke the two of you up.

Your lips trembled, blinking furiously as your chest rose up and down at a pace that was concerning. A broken sob ripped out of your chest, making you immediately pull to the side of the road and park your car.

“Oh, come on, just show me!” You laughed, not understanding why Renjun was so worried for you to see the notebook in his hands.

“No! It’s embarrassing,” Renjun laughed in embarrassment, clutching his notebook to his chest tightly.

“Do you think I’ll laugh?” You tilted your head, looking at him with a soft smile. You then understood it was a vulnerable moment for him. “I won’t. I love everything you do.”

Renjun stared at you for a moment before relenting, slowly placing the notebook on the table, “OK, but … If you hate it, don’t tell me. Just pretend you like it.”

“No need to pretend,” you grin, sliding the notebook to your side of the table and flicking through it until you got to the last page that was written on. Your eyes carefully read through the lyrics, spotting your name with hearts decorated around it adorably on top. You swore your heart stopped beating for a moment before it rapidly increased in beats. When you finished, your face was blank and you didn’t say anything for a moment.

He sighed, throwing his head back as he closed his eyes in embarrassment and dread, “See, I knew you’d hate it. Why do you never listen to me—” He whined cutely, trying to change the topic so you two never had to speak about the damn song again.

“Shut up,” you cut him off, reaching over the table to grip his cheeks lightly, making him stare you in the eyes. “Huang Renjun, I love you. I love this song. And …” Your grin grew bashful, “I want us to be together forever, too.”

Guess he didn’t mean that.

For the next thirty minutes, you sobbed and screamed in the driver's seat of your car. You were sure you looked like a mess to the other people in their cars, but you didn’t care. Not at the moment, anyway.

Your crying fit was interrupted when red and blue lights shone through the car. You hadn’t realized how quickly it got dark in the past thirty minutes. Cursing when you saw the police car parking behind you, you threw your head back in frustration. It didn’t matter if Renjun didn’t love you anymore, because your parents would kill you if you got a ticket this early into your driver’s license.

You rolled down your window as the officer walked up to the car, his flashlight shining at the car.

“Everything alright here?” The brown haired man asked, glancing around inside the car before looking outside the car.

Clearing your throat, you forgot you had been crying and your eyes and face were flushed red. Your swiped at your face almost discreetly, but you knew he saw. “Um, yeah, I’m fine, Officer. Sorry, just …” You paused, unsure how to go about this. Law enforcement made you nervous. “Got some bad news.”

He nodded slowly, your eyes glancing down to his badge to read JUNG on the name tag. “I’m sorry to hear that. Alright, well … It’s dangerous out at night around here, you should get on home.”

“Yes, sir, thank you,” you forced a smile, nodding. Officer Jung stared at you for a moment before nodding once and walking back to his car. You watched him start to leave, the red and blue lights blinding you momentarily.

For a moment, you swore you could see Renjun’s face in the lights. You blinked, and he was gone. You scoffed at yourself in disbelief after pausing in shock, shaking your head and turning your car on. Were you going crazy?

It wasn’t abnormal for you to see Renjun’s face in everything. You’d think you saw him across the room, and almost give yourself whiplash trying to find him. He was never there.

You exhaled, glancing around as you came up to the street that held Renjun’s favorite cat cafe. You stopped at the red light just before you’d turn, thinking. Did you really want to drive past the cafe? Knowing you’d just torture yourself by being reminded of all the memories.

When the light turned green, you did an illegal U-turn and ignored the furious honking behind you. You sped down the street, letting out a breath of relief once you were away from the street.

You’d just find another way to get home. Even if it was longer.

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