#jungwoo drabbles

[saturnznct]

finding out you’re pregnant | kjw

➸ request from anon; hi sadie i hope ur having a good day! can i request a scenario where dad!jungwoo and reader find out shes pregnant?(with jaesung!) thank you !🌟

➸ word count; 956 words

➸ jaesang; aged 3

➸ warning(s); infertility, miscarriage mentions, fainting, sickness, hospital

nct masterlist (lnks will be added later)

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Getting pregnant had always seemed like an impossibility. You and Jungwoo had tried for three years, with a multitude of different methods, including IVF, but to no success. Doctors visits and fertility treatments had also amounted to nothing, despite different exams and tests showing that there was no real reason for the infertility, just seemingly bad luck. Eventually, after a long process, you were able to adopt your son, Jaesang.

Jaesang was your everything, the centre of both of your worlds, and you were so unbelievably grateful that the universe had brought your family together.

Once you had decided to adopt and Jaesang was brought home, it was such a relief to not constantly think about conceiving and ovulation. You and Jungwoo decided to stay off of birth control. You could just carry on the same way as you were before, and if you became pregnant, then you became pregnant, and if not, then you still had your beautiful baby boy.

When Jaesang was one, what seemed like the impossible happened. You missed a period, and after a few weeks of putting it off due to a mix of denial and being too busy taking care of Jaesang, you took a pregnancy test, which came back positive. You and Jungwoo were amazed to say the least, terrified but overjoyed. So naturally, you were both absolutely devastated when your baby didn’t have a heartbeat at your first scan. You grieved for quite some time, it was heartbreaking but at the same time, felt like a miracle you were even pregnant in the first place. Jaesang got you both through the darkness, and you and Jungwoo felt your love for your son was reinforced from the experience.

Two years later, and Jaesang was three years old, and still the light of your lives. You had healed, as much as you could possibly, from the miscarriage, you had thrown all of your efforts into raising your son. He was so smart and the most incredible little boy, very sociable and active, keeping you and Jungwoo on your toes. He had just began nursery, and had begun to come home with stories about his new friends and crude paintings of you and your family that now littered your fridge doors.

At the moment, Jungwoo was up to his neck in work, meaning he was often needed at the company and so it was you who was doing the dropping off and picking up. You’d felt off today, a quite dizzy and lightheaded, but you had tried your best to push it away and power through.

‘Mrs Kim!’ Jaesang’s nursery teacher sees you approaching, Jaesang stood by her side holding her hand.

‘Mummy/mommy!’ He exclaims, toddling the short distance to you and into your arms.

‘Hi sweetheart,’ you return his hug, ‘did you have a good day?’

‘Yeah! We played outside!’

‘Oh wow that sounds like so much fun!’

‘Here’s Jaesang’s drawing for today,’ his teacher hands you a piece of paper with various different coloured scribbles on, ‘and here’s a letter with information about the vaccinations for-‘

She continues talking, but suddenly everything feels fuzzy. Black spots fill your vision, and your ears feel as though you’ve just been pushed underwater.

Before you know it, you can feel that you’re laying down, and there is the eerie sound of white noise, and two voices talking quietly. Jaesang and Jungwoo.

‘What happened to mummy/mommy?’ Jaesang asks innocently, sitting on Jungwoo’s lap in a chair beside your hospital bed.

‘Mummy/mommy just needed a little nap,’ Jungwoo explains, ‘but she’ll wake up soon.’

‘Oh,’ JaesangJaesang says, a little deflated at the lack of answers.

’She’s just fine though, Jaesangie. No need to worry.’

Your eyes flutter open to meet Jaesang’s who sits up excitedly at seeing you wake up.

‘Mummy/mommy!’

Jungwoo’s head whips around to see you, and Jaesang wriggles out of his arms and to your bedside, pulling himself up onto the hospital bed beside you.

‘Hello sweetheart,’ you accept him into your arms, kissing his forehead, ‘did I give you a fright?’

The little boy nods, snuggling his head into your neck.

‘I’m sorry,’ you rub his back reassuringly, ‘I must have scared you.’

Jaesang becomes quiet, so you turn your attention to Jungwoo.

‘What’s going on?’ ‘What happened to me, Woo?’

Jungwoo briefly glances at Jaesang.

‘Hey, Jaesangie, how about you sit outside with auntie Minah for a few minutes?’ Jungwoo suggests, ‘they have lots of cool toys in the waiting room!’

‘Okay,’ Jaesang is led outside by Jungwoo, who returns minutes later.

‘Your sister’s here?’ you ask.

‘Yeah, I was in a schedule so the school couldn’t get ahold of me, so they went for the next emergency contact.’

‘Sorry to drag you away,’ you sigh, rubbing your eyes with your hands, ‘I don’t know what happened.’

‘It was a boring schedule. And the doctors ran some blood tests while you were out.’

‘What was it? Low blood sugar?’

‘Baby, you’re pregnant again.’

‘What?’

‘They said you’re around six weeks pregnant.’

‘Oh,’ you laugh, ‘that’s- wow.’

‘I know,’ Jungwoo places his hand on your cheek, ‘how are you feeling?’

‘I don’t know. Like i’m still passed out and dreaming. But scared.’

‘I’m scared too,’ Jungwoo admits, ‘I don’t know what I’ll do if we lose another baby. But for now I think we should be hopeful. We have another miracle baby.’

‘We’re so lucky.’

‘I know. And regardless of what happens, we’re going to be okay. And as of now.. we’re going to have another baby. Jaesang will be a big brother.’

Tears prick in your eyes, ‘I love you both so much.’

‘I love both of you too. You’re both everything to me. All of our babies are.’

[lovelywooz]

Kim Jungwoo - Enough

Hope you guys enjoy ! Not enough people write for Jungwoo so I only feel a little bit bad that most of my writing will probably be about him teehee! If you have any requests or would like to sat hi just send me a message and I’ll reply when I can :) otherwise please look forward to my next postings when they happen!

Word Count: 2.1k

Warning: This is VERY angsty. Mentions of past toxic and mean partners. Hurt-Comfort. All that good stuff.

Not comparing yourself to others is hard. But not comparing yourself to your immaculately perfect boyfriend? That is just plain impossible. You couldn’t possibly measure up.

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When you look at your boyfriend, it’s easy to tell why you love him. His laugh is contagious. He can brighten up a whole room with just his mere presence. He’s responsible and the hardest worker you’ve ever seen. And on top of all that, he is drop dead gorgeous. His delicate yet powerful frame compliments his fluffy hair and soft face. His tall stature doesn’t stop him from bending down uncomfortably just to rest a head on your shoulder. Simply put, he’s a total catch by anyones standards. And you’re so lucky to have him.

When you look at yourself, it’s hard to see the same value. Staring into your sullen eyes in the mirror, on nights like these you can’t help but wonder what he sees in you. How could someone so incredible really stay with someone as mediocre as you? Every day is like walking on eggshells, thinking endlessly on what to do to keep his interest and berating yourself when you do something that might be annoying. It’s a lot of effort to keep up the mask every day but if that’s what it takes then that’s what it takes. If he knew how much baggage you were carrying he would run away and never look back. You wash your face and try not to think about the way your fingers brush over a few forming blemishes on your skin.

You’ll never feel good enough for him.

You make your way downstairs to the dining room, adjusting the huge sweater draped over your frame on the way down. Its Jungwoo’s of course. You just couldn’t resist the idea of having his smell swathed around you and he didn’t seem to mind. You wished you could even be half as comforting to him but you doubt that. Sitting down at the dinner table, you look over the many steaming side dishes scattered about.

It was Jungwoo’s turn to cook dinner tonight. You’ve been trading off every other day as of this month. That way if he didn’t enjoy your food anymore he would only have to eat it for a few nights a week and he wouldn’t be burdened cooking for both of you every night. He’s probably so tired after work and you learned from a previous partner that if dinner isn’t consistently on the table, they would go eat dinner with someone else.

You hope that your little arrangement is a good enough compromise for Woo.

Your mind wanders back to this morning when you asked what he had in mind and he insisted he cook korean food for you. “I miss my mom’s cooking sometimes. I’m not nearly as good as her but… I really want to make something extra nice for you sweetheart”. He looked deep into your eyes, as if searching for something you couldn’t quite figure out. “Okay babe sounds great” you say, absentmindedly breaking eye contact while fixing your outfit in the mirror. You wear it all the time and yet it feels like it doesn’t look as nice as it used to.

You recall the time an ex of yours told you, “you’re too clingy in the morning, just leave me the fuck alone and do your routine and I’ll do mine”.

You don’t say anything more so as not to disturb Jungwoo while he brushes his teeth and fixes his fluffy hair. You want to reach out and brush your fingers over it so badly the way you used to, but you decide it would probably just piss him off. You gave him a short kiss before heading downstairs and out the front door, leaving him standing alone in your shared bathroom.

Jungwoo’s hands fall from his hair to the counter as he hears the door firmly shut. He wipes the mist from his eyes and tries to stop biting his nails before making his way out the door as well.

“… Well it’s not gonna jump onto your plate by itself sweetie”. Jungwoo broke you out of your thoughts with a weak laugh.

“Oh yeah. Sorry ha ha!” You move your chopsticks towards the dakgalbi thats wafting an irresistible aura and grab a few pieces to set on your small dish of rice. “I’ve been spacing out a bit lately.”

“You’ve been spacing out, a lot, lately actually.” Jungwoo clears his throat and stands up a bit from his seat to grab some kimchi. “Sorry. That came out weird... I’m just a little… well I’m worried about you.” He shoves the food in his mouth with gusto then opens it back up to regulate the temperature and swallows after a while. Leaving a very uncomfortable silence. He suddenly sets down his chopsticks and sits ramrod straight.

“I’m worried about us”.

You nearly choked on the rice you had only just started chewing.

“I didn’t want to do this now. I’m sorry I just can’t wait any longer I’ve been so worried lately”. He picks his hands up from the table almost confusedly and then brings them down to his knees, rubbing them quickly. He brings them back up in a matter of seconds though, in favor of running his hands through his hair fervently. His eyes are shifting anywhere but yours. All the habits he shows when he’s most nervous. “Did I do something wrong? Because you just don’t seem as happy to see me lately and, and I feel like, every time I compliment you or kiss you or touch you or anything you just”, he swallows heavily in an attempt to keep his voice from quivering, “You just, hate it. Like you barely even look at me anymore. I thought maybe it was just an off day or two for you, but it’s been weeks now”.

You open your mouth to speak, to offer him some explanation that would hopefully make it all better, but are pointedly interrupted by him. “No- I’m not done”, he stands up from his seat at the table and paces around for a moment before turning to face you directly, “I have to know. Don’t sugar coat it”. He looks up at the ceiling, takes a deep breath, and asks a question you couldn’t have prepared yourself for.

“You don’t love me anymore, do you?”

What. How could this have happened? The love of your life, in tears in front of you, because he thinks you don’t love him anymore? Him. In all his perfection. In all his kindness and intelligence. The man you’ve obsessed over night and day for years, finding a new detail to love about him every week. Of course you still love him, you’ve never doubted it for even a second. How could you have possibly made him think any differently? You’ve been controlling your actions so carefully so as not to disturb or annoy him. Where could it have gone wrong?

You then remember all the times you’ve said no to dates recently because you didn’t “feel like going out” when in reality you felt too guilty to let him waste even a bit of his hard earned money on you. The times you’ve skipped over romance movies and tv shows he suggests to watch together because they remind you you can’t offer him the fairytale love he deserves. All the nights he’s gently slid a hand up your thigh in bed and you pretended to be asleep because you felt like your body wasn’t pretty enough. Not calling him on the way home from work this week because you’ve been bawling your eyes out on the drive home in fear of losing him.

Oh god. The awful realization hits you all at once.

You’ve been so worried about holding him back. About hurting him. About your love not being enough. So focused on ‘fixing’ every insecurity in a desperate attempt to prove your worth to yourself and to him. So mixed up inside all of that, that the love you’ve been giving him all but dried up. And you upset him regardless. You failed.

“You’re not saying anything damn it why are you not saying anything?!” He is full on sobbing now when you come back to reality. “I love you so much. I don’t want anyone else so just please don’t leave me. I don’t know what I did to push you away but I’ll do anything to have you back. It’s only you. It’s only you…” His desperate pleading trails off as the scalding hot tears stream heavily down his face.

The tears have started in your eyes now as you finally speak. “Jungwoo… I love you so much. I love you just as much as I ever have. I’m head over heels for you. I never meant to make you feel this way I am so, so sorry.” You stand up from your chair as well and walk so slowly towards him. “The truth is, I just- I-“ you’re floundering against the tightness in your throat. Why is this so difficult?

“I feel like I’m not enough for you.”

He looks up from his arms. Oceans still rising underneath his eyes.

“I have so much baggage. From experiences and relationships that I’ve been too scared to tell you about. I just didn’t want to chase you away when you found out how messed up I am. I’m so scared to love because I don’t know how to do it correctly and I’m scared that I will create something that only hurts you. I still can’t even fathom how you could love someone like me. I’ve been agonizing all this time trying to be the best partner for you but I still can’t even do that right. Someone as perfect and beautiful as you deserved so much more than me.” You move a hand up to wipe his teary eyes, not realizing how much closer you are now than when you started. “So I hid everything. And pretended like it never happened. I decided to hide at first and maybe open up later but the years just caught up to me and the stakes grew higher and higher as I saw how amazing you are and fell so far in love with you that the idea of losing you because of my incompetence with love was just not an option anymore.” At some point he must have put his arms around you, because you register his comforting scent all around and feel your forehead land against his chest so softly as if it were a feather.

“How long, have you been feeling this way?” His voice is hoarse and soft from crying but he seems to have gained some control over his tear ducts. “I mean like- how long has it been building up inside?”.

“I don’t know. It’s been much worse lately. I’m so sorry Jungwoo.” Your answer will have to suffice for now because your throat is aching terribly from holding back your tears. You’re the one who hurt him, how could you possibly be letting Him comfort You? Once again you feel like you’re bringing him down. You can hear the harsh words and brutal truths from your previous partners nipping at your mind again. Only this time, his voice is there to break your spiraling.

“I forgive you. I know you didn’t mean to hurt me. But there’s one thing that you should hear. If nothing else.” He brings you out of his arms to look him in the eye, making sure that you are holding his gaze by placing one hand on your cheek and the other on your shoulder. You’re expecting him to be so angry with you. This is the part where he leaves you forever. You’ve neglected him. You’ve inconvenienced him. You’ve ignored him. And-

“I don’t care what they told you about yourself. Whoever they are. I fucking love-“ his voice breaks in his sincerity, “I love you. I love everything about you. They way you love is perfect just the way it is. You’re my favorite part of life. And if this is something that we have to work on, then we will work on it together. We will get through this. But we can’t do that if you don’t talk to me. You have to let me in. I’m here to help you now. I’m not like them.”

Your body has a physical reaction to his words. They shoot up your spine like an electric shock and land right where your heart is. Never before in your life have you heard someone talk about you with such conviction. You can feel some part of your emotional walls crumbling away. The way he holds you like a treasure. The way he looks at you with more devotion than you can even fathom. Suddenly the voices of your exes get quieter.

“I love you so much sweetheart. You don’t have to be perfect. All you have to do is be yourself. You will Always be more than enough for me.” He presses his soul to yours in the form of a gentle kiss to your forehead.

“I love you too Woo, I love you so much.” The dakgalbi is cold, but your hearts are so warm. In this moment you know for certain now. As long as you have each other,

Everything is going to be okay.

[luckysevenwrites]

It made me think of you

Jungwoo and Y/n have been dating for two months now and things have been going great. Just some fluff of these two deeping their relationship

Skipping your way across your apartment to open the door you can’t stop the smile that spreads across your face. It’s been two months since you and Jungwoo have officially become a couple and you couldn’t be happier. Jungwoo and you just worked. It was easy to move from friends to a couple and it was just further proof to you that the two of you were meant to be. Pulling open the door you're greeted by Jungwoo’s soft smile. 

He steps into your apartment and closes the door behind him. Before he does anything else he leans into you and wraps one arm around your waist pulling you into him before placing his lips on yours. Your eyes close and you find yourself leaning into him. Your hands gripping his jacket. Jungwoo nips the bottom of your lip before moving away from you with a smirk on his face and eyes holding a playful glint. You love when Jungwoo is like this and hope that that look never goes away. 

“How was your day?” you ask him as you watch him remove his jacket and shoes before moving towards you. He places his hands on your hip and leans in for another kiss. This one is briefer than the first one but still amazing. 

“It was good. We got a lot done today. How was your day at the bakery.?” Jungwoo moves the two of you towards the living room. 

“Good kind of slow today but that’s okay with me. It gave me time to help Taeil’s girlfriend to look at places to open up another bakery.” It was something that you were excited about and if another bakery was opened you were already informed that you would be the one who would be running that one. It made you proud to know that Taeil’s girlfriend trusted you enough to run one of her bakery’s.

“That’s exciting! Did you find any places that the two of you liked?” Jungwoo sits down in your oversized chair and brings you down into his lap. You kick your legs over the arm of the chair and rest your head on his shoulder. Jungwoo immediately starts to play with your hair. 

“There are two places that we thought might be good. We’re going to look at them next week. One of them is close to your studio. I could be just a walk away from you if we like the place.” 

“You could just open up a bakery in our building then Taiel and I could come visit our girlfriends whenever we would like. We wouldn’t get any work done but we’d be happy.” Jungwoo teases you, you laugh at that and kiss his cheek.

“I think we’ll get a place close to the building not in it. I would hate for your managers to take back the no dating rule. Especially since it was just lifted.” 

“Good idea. I would not do well with having to see you in secret. By the way, I got you something.” Jungwoo tilts to the side and pulls out a small box from his back pocket.

“You got me something?” You smile up at him as you take the box from his hand. “What’s the occasion?”

Opening the box you see a set of combs with a beautiful flower design on them. You take them out to look at them better. They are beautiful and sparkle when the light hits them just right. 

“No occasion. I bought them because I saw them and thought that you would like them.” Your heart melts at that. Jungwoo is amazing and you honestly don’t know how you got as lucky as you did to find someone like him. 

“Crying in your dorm rooms is the best thing that I have ever done.” You state as you lean in to kiss Jungwoo. He smiles into the kiss before deeping it.

“Asking why you were in my place crying is the best thing I ever did.” Jungwoo tells you before kissing you again and you can’t disagree with him. While it was one of the worst days of your life. It also led you to Jungwoo and you’d go through that day again if it meant you got to have Jungwoo in your life.

[fly-forever-young]

i wonder how nct members would take care of their s/o when they have period cramps </3 :((

•~𝐍𝐜𝐭 𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐝 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐬

Masterlist Navigation

• 𝐃𝐨𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠

-He's calm, he makes sure you're okay, if the cramps are really bad he makes you swallow the pain pills

-He understands what you need without having to tell him

-Doyoung: "In the meantime that the pill takes effect, eat the cake I bought you"

• 𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐰𝐨𝐨

-Does the only two things he does best, cuddle you 24/7 and bring plenty of food to eat.

-He Takes advantage of your pain (lol) to be able to cuddle you, you find yourself lying on the bed with his head in your stomach

-Jungwoo: "I can hear your cramps"

• 𝐗𝐢𝐚𝐨𝐣𝐮𝐧

- He tries to distract you with his dog, he doesn't know what else to do to make you feel better except wait

-to pass the time, he shows you TV series or sleep together

-Xiaojun: "Do you want to try to sleep maybe after you feel better"

• 𝐑𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐮𝐧

-He asks you what he can do to make you feel better, he gives you his sweatshirt to make you more comfortable

- He treats you as he usually does, he jokes and teases you

-Renjun: "Are you pretending to have cramps to get my attention?"

• 𝐉𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠

-Lost boy, he doesn't know what to do and asks his hyung for help

-You get more attention from him, he worries that you ate, that you slept well, if you are cold he brings you blankets etc.

-Jisung: "I'll bring you the pillow so you can sleep here on the sofa?"

• 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐤

-Kinda confused, it hurts him to see you suffer and doesn't know what to do to help you but is by your side at all times

- He will do everything you ask him

-Mark: "I'm going to the supermarket do you need me to get you something?"

• 𝐊𝐮𝐧

-He don't let you get out of bed, he will clean the house and make food.

-He brings food to your room while massaging your belly with his hand

-Kun: "Better now?"

I hope you like it😊❤

(When you make a request either specify which nct units you want or specify if you want all members, if it is done as in this request I will write for random members, I should have said this before and it's not a problem, you just simplify my work, nothing personal I took advantage now that I have encountered this doubt and when the requests are open again I will mention it)

Love You 💎❤❤

[neocty]

me reading y'all posts and thinking all those plots would've been such a great jungwoo smut but y'all not ready for this

[nctyping]

[11:56 pm] you had seen him in the crowd, fogged lights bouncing off his leather coat that you only noticed because it was much too hot in that room to be wearing it. you were sweating through your own clothes, your hands losing their grip around your drumsticks and your hair plastered to your neck. it usually wasnt this crowded, but the months of thursday night gigs at this bar had paid off in at least some local recognition.

at least, thats what he told you. jungwoo, he said his name was, trailed shortly behind you after you stepped out for some fresh air post-performance. he slumped down against the brick wall of the bar to match your position with one of his knees pulled into his chest. your scalp scratched the coarse brick surface.

"im always down for some live music, especially around here," he said and leaned his head back to match yours, "and especially when ive heard so much about a certain drummer."

you hated yourself for blushing, even though he wasn't looking at you to see it. you scoffed instead, "is that what this is?"

jungwoo looked over at you, his face void of the obvious banter you were trying to conjure, "what?"

"this," you nudged his shoulder with yours, "are you seriously out here to flirt with me? maybe pick me up? woo me?"

you could see it on his face, too, the heat rising up his neck and creeping onto his cheekbones. his tongue darted out to moisten his lips resisting a smile.

"no way," he breathed a laugh, the most emotion you had seen his express since he sat down, "just out here for one of these."

he pulled out a palm sized cardboard box, crumpled on the sides from wrestling his hand for room in his pocket. from it he drew a cigarette and tucked it between his plumped and bitten lips.

he asked, "light me?"

"oh, i dont-," you patted your pockets, "i dont have one. i dont really smoke."

"fine," jungwoo rolled his eyes. he pulled out a second cigarette and pushed it, hesitantly, between your own lips. his thumb pulled gently on your chin before it struck the spark wheel of his own lighter,

"ill light yours, then."

[sunflowercheol]

Candy Corn

Jungwoo x Y/N

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A/N: unedited :))))

31 Days of Halloween | Main Masterlist

“Oh! What’s this?” Jungwoo asks you as he pulls out a bag of candy from the grocery bag that you placed on the coffee table in the living room. 

“Some Halloween candy that I brought!” you tell him as you wash your hands in the kitchen. “They’re for you so eat some!” 

He squeals and claps his hands as he digs through the bag. “Is this sour?” he asks as he pulls out a bag of Lemonhead.

“Try it,” you encourage him, trying so hard to not smile to not give yourself away. 

He opens the package very carefully and places a couple in his mouth. 

“Oh! You might uh,” you try to warn him but cut yourself off when you see his wide eyes. 

He spits them out on the ground and points at you, “Ya! That was mean of you!” He pouts as you laugh and hand him some paper towels to clean up his mess. 

He rolls his eyes and picks up the spat-out Lemonheads. “Sorry, I had to put at least one sour thing in there,” you laugh behind your hand. 

“Whatever,” he pouts as he throws away the trash. He comes back into the living room and continues digging through the bag. 

“Ooh, what’s this?” Jungwoo asks, pulling out a bag of candy corn.

“That’s candy corn!” you tell him as he opens the bag carefully and smells it. 

“Is it sour?” he asks carefully. 

You roll your eyes and grab a handful. “Nope,” you say as you pop a couple in your mouth. 

He carefully takes out a couple on his hand and puts them in his mouth. He carefully chews and thinks about it for a bit.

“So?” you carefully ask as he doesn’t say anything. 

“For me?” he starts hesitantly. “I really like corn.” 

You groan as he smiles widely and continues singing. 

“I regret this,” you groan as Jungwoo starts singing ‘It’s Corn’ loudly.

[jammingjaem]

imagining how sweet 127 would be when u text them that your date went bad, even if they were in love with you this whole time. 🙏

୨୧ telling nct 127 about your bad date (but they’re in love with you)

i hope this fits to your liking 🫶 thank yew for being my first 127 req <3

[ncityprincess]

positions 127 would be into bc im bored 🤭

minors do not interact

taeil: he’s a standard missionary guy. he’s not mad at a little cowgirl though

johnny: missionary king. mating press too

taeyong: cowgirl so he can have full access to your boobs. also laying down on your side from behind

yuta: doggie with your back pressed against his chest and his arm around your torso

doyoung: missionary with one leg up. he loves to stare into your eyes

jaehyun: reverse cowgirl and doggie with him standing and you on the bed

jungwoo: missionary, or doggy with your upper body pressed into the mattress

mark: doggy!!! and cowgirl with you guys sitting on a couch or him laying up on the bed face to face with you

haechan: cowgirl but he takes over and fucks up into you

[daydreamingyuta]

127 as Little Acts of Love

(Sweet things I think 127 would do for their s/o to show their love.)

Taeyong:

He always looks at you with the most love and adoration in his eyes. He just adores you so much that he can't help but to just look at the love of his life. He literally finds it hard to pry his eyes away from you. He knows you can get a bit shy when he does this, but he always makes sure to tell you just how beautiful he thinks you are.

"You're staring at me again, Taeyong." You say, looking up from the restaurant's menu. "I knoww, I just can't help it. You're so pretty, angel." He says, looking at you with his boba eyes.

Taeil:

Whenever he knows that you've had a long day, he always makes sure to take care of you. He'll draw you a bath because he knows how much it relaxes you. He makes sure to put in all the little extra things that makes a bath perfect. He adds the bath salts, the bubbles, and places the book your currently reading on the ledge of the bath.

"Baby, did you make me a bath again?" You ask, feeling nothing but pure adoration for your boyfriend. He nods his head at you and kisses you on the top of your head, "Go relax and get your mind off of everything, and dinner will be done by the time you're out."

Johnny:

He always writes little love notes for you! He's very spontaneous about it, you never know when you're going to get one. This makes them so special because his love notes are always unexpected, and so sweet. He'll even hide some around your place so that it's an extra surprise when you find it.

You're getting ready for bed, feeling extra lonely now that Johnny is back on tour. You decide to do a face mask tonight because it's been too long since you've had a self care day. You take out the bear shaped basket that you keep your sheet masks in, and you notice a small folded up piece of paper in between two masks. You know what it is, and your heart skips a beat in anticipation for your boyfriends sweet note. "Hopefully you find this while I'm on tour, just know that I'm missing you so much. More than you know. I hope that your self care night is relaxing. Please send me a cute picture of you with your face mask on. - Love, Johnny.

Yuta:

He doesn't let you lift a finger. He carry's your bag every time you go out together. He gets all the groceries out the car in one go, so you don't have to bring in any. He doesn't even let you hold the umbrella over yourself. He'll locks his arm with yours, making sure to cover you completely, even if it means he gets rained on a bit.

"Yuta, baby, you're arm is getting soaked. Move the umbrella over." "Absolutely not, if you get a single drop of rain on you, i've failed as a boyfriend." "Yuta, you're always so dramatic." "You love it." He said, still refusing to move the umbrella over to him. You couldn't disagree with what he said, you did love everything about him.

Doyoung:

He has a list in his notes app of all the little things that you love. Every time you mention something, he'll sneakily write it down, so that he can surprise you with things that he knows you'll love. He has different categories all listed out. Your favorite foods, favorite type of flowers, and favorite jewelry.

Doyoung stands in the middle of the grocery store, phone in hand and notes app open. He's trying to decide which one of your favorite dishes he should make tonight, and which ingredients he needs. He settles on something he hasn't made for you in a while, knowing that the meal will make your night better. "Oh! I should make y/n a dessert as well!" He says, out loud, to himself. He gets a couple of stares, but he doesn't notice. He's on a mission to give his angel the tastiest meal.

Jaehyun:

He's a serial hand holder. Like his hand is always in yours. He thinks it's genuinely one of the most romantic gestures, so he does it all the time. It's also just very comforting for him, and he feels close to you when he's holding your hand. He also subconsciously always brings your hand up to his lips so he can give it a kiss

You switch your shopping bags over to your left hand, because your right hand was getting tried. Without even thinking twice, Jaehyun moves over to your right side so that he can continue holding your hand. "You're so cute, Jaehyun." "Hm?" He says, genuinely oblivious. "Nothing." You say back to him, giving his hand a little squeeze.

Jungwoo:

More times than not, he'll ask to facetime you at night. He loves to fall asleep with you over the phone. He wants to be close to you and spend all his nights with you, even though sometimes he can't be with you in person. At some point, he figured out around the time you do your skincare routine, so he calls you right before because he loves to watch. He even started doing his skincare routine with you over the phone.

As you wait for your toner to completely dry, you watch as Jungwoo struggles to wash his face because his hair keeps getting in the way. "Where's the headband I bought you?" "Oh!" He says, face still soaking wet, as he moves out of frame to get his headband. He comes back with it on, making him look like a cute bear because of the ears on it. He checks himself out in the camera, "Very handsome." You wish you could give him a kiss for his cuteness. You agree with him, and continue on with your routine.

Mark:

He loves to send you pictures of things that he finds beautiful. Just to show you that he's thinking of you, but also because he loves to share the beauty of the world with you. He has such a good eye for finding beauty in everyday things. The pretty sky, the green grass that practically glows in the summer, and gorgeous flowers.

Your phone vibrates and you see that you have a new text. Mark: I have a new picture for you, it's easily the most beautiful thing i've ever taken a picture of 🫶 You assume it's going to be another picture of the sky, because it looks extra pretty today. When you receive the photo, you see that it's a picture of you from the previous day. You hadn't realized he had taken it, it was of you at the brunch place you ate at together yesterday. Y/n: The most beautiful?? 🥹 Mark: Of course, baby.

Haechan:

He has a picture of you in his wallet. He noticed that his grandfather does the same thing with his grandmother, and he thought it was the sweetest thing. Literally bought a Polaroid for this very reason and had you do a little 'photoshoot' for him. If anyone asks to see a picture of you, he'll show them the Polaroid instead of one on his phone.

It's the seventh stop on tour so far. He always misses you, but this time, being away from you is hitting him so hard. He knows that your asleep, so he can't call you, even though all he wants is to see your pretty face. For right now though, he settles on taking the Polaroid out of his wallet. He sets it up so it's leaning against the lamp that's next to the hotel bed. He tells your picture all about his day and how amazing the concert went. If anyone would have caught him doing this, he would be so embarrassed, but he just misses his girl so much.

[lovelywooz]

New spicy Woo post is coming up soon !!

[rinatic]

NCT: favourite positions

A/n: my first post in 3821592 years! I'm very sorry guye for not posting but i kinda have writer's block + college shit because I'm a junior and I'm literally regretting choosing my major omggg 😭 anyways i decided to post something before the year ends and it's slutty asf lol anyways I'm apologizing again for not posting for too long :(

Taeil

Cowgirl - he strikes me as a guy who doesn't like to move a lot during sex, and he likes being at the mercy of his girl often so i see him loving this position the most. He also can see your face and know how his cock is making you feel. Also, it makes him feel like he's just your human sex toy and it turns him on so much + the eye contact is the sexiest thing ever with this one.

Johnny

One on bed, one standing - this hoe.. he feels powerful when he's having sex in this position, holding you by the waist and just jamming his dick inside you like you're gonna run away. Johnny definitely likes to have sex with eye contact so he can fuck up all your senses, he also loves watching you squirm and tear up as he's rearranging your insides with his dick, he's very much all about control and sensuality.

Taeyong

69 - he seems like a switch to me but is more into being the sub one, i see him liking to have his girl's pussy on his face, it stimulates him so much and it's even better if she rocks her hips and move it on his face. He LOVES oral. Having you going down on him and hin doing the same at the same time is just so hot, and you two receive equal pleasure together, he likes it when oral is used for more than just foreplay.

Yuta

Doggy style - i will forever see yuta as a huge dom and i won't believe otherwise, my boy likes to assert his dominance even when it comes to positions. I see him manhandling his girl, throwing her into the bed, in all fours, grab her waist and puts it then he just moves like he didn't have sex in years, if yuta wants to fix positions during sex he won't tell you to, instead, he'll move you according to his mood. I see him using one hand on your back to bend it down and make your ass higher while the other hand is holding your jaw roughly to force you into looking at his lustful eyes.

Doyoung

Spooning - having your bare back against his chest, his hips smacking your ass while he's kissing your neck is what doyoung is about. He likes this position because he can hold and feel your boobs and it won't feel awkward, he also seems to enjoy hitting it from the back, also the ratio of your bare back to your waist and hips is just a huge turn on for him. He definitely won't be able to think of anything else.

Jaehyun

Reverse cowgirl - he'll be like "do it yourself" and pretend he's to be lazy while he actually wants to see how you would look riding him this way, and he doesn't want his expression to give it away lol so he asks you to ride him like this, he's enjoying the sight of his dick going in and out of you. It gets pretty intense and he loses control near the climax so he grabs your hair with one hand and the other is wrapped around your waist.

Jungwoo

Against the wall - when he's feeling sexy and confident, jungwoo will show you this shamless side of him and push you against the wall, holding your hips firm in his hands while adjusting his body so his cock can enter your pussy with no trouble, you're forced to hold onto the wall while he jams his dick inside you and his pretty lips spreading kisses all over your jaw and neck.

Mark

Legs over shoulders - mark is a horny bastard, and he lets you know. He loves your legs, he's such a thigh guy but i really can't explain it. Having your legs over his shoulders while his dick is all the way inside you is heaven to him. His hands keep leaving pink marks on your thigh from holding it harshly, he bites your things and licks the soft skin on your legs while looking down at you.

Haechan

Missionary - this cocky whore.. haechan is a romantic at heart + he wants to see how he makes you feel so the best position for his desires is missionary, he grabs both of your hands and puts it above your head so you won't be able to touch anything. He likes seeing you this helpless and vulnerable. Also lemme tell you that the intense eye contact almost never stops, it is always passionate with this hoe.

[fly-forever-young]

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nct 127 as… / fanfiction aus!? 🏡…

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✰ TAEYONG — street racer!au

you hated that taeyong’s hobby has never changed: it was rather infuriating how he couldn’t have stopped with those stupid street races which he couldn’t even miss once; you had known lee taeyong ever since from elementary school, and you knew all too well how his biggest dream was to take part in formula 1, but a poor boy, living on the countryside can only dream of achieving such heights, he would never be able to reach that. you don’t even know how the two of you got to befriend each other, it might have been that chemistry project where you two were assigned to work together in that old fashioned “the breakfast club” way on saturdays, as you couldn’t properly behave. you two slowly became good friends, and then… something you weren’t able to describe, it was way too confusing, and growing up you two realised that the period of time when you were together, as a couple, was more than just toxic, pretty much unhealthy. you left him for good finally, leaving behind this mess of a relationship when you got accepted to the university of your dreams, after taking one year off of studies because of whatever reason you foolishly came up with. since taeyong’s name was pretty well known by then in the world of street racing, you knew fully well that he wouldn’t just quit for school which he despised anyways. after breaking up, you left everything unsolved between the two of you, leaving behind the memories as well, trying to make it easier for the both of you, after all. you weren’t mean. but that’s the first word in taeyong’s mind when he spotted you standing there at the track: it seemed as if your face became skinnier, your eyes were teary, hair somewhat shorter than what he was used to. you had changed, he decided, when you took a step closer to his car, which he couldn’t bring himself to change up. but he hadn’t changed in your eyes: he was still that little boy filled with enthusiasm, absolutely crazy for race cars, the taste of speed and you. especially you. “please, be careful” you whispered gently, as he drove away way too fast, as soon as the flag fell down. and then he disappeared in the night, loud and swift.

✰ TAEIL — teacher!au

when you applied for a job at the elementary school of the new town you’d moved to, you made a resolution in mind, learning from previous mistakes: you won’t be so forgiving with your students, you won’t let the parents tell you how to do your job and most importantly, you will NOT fall in love with someone at work ever again (it seemed fatal by then, since you had to leave your previous job because of that). you didn’t have that much of experience as a teacher, your diploma was pretty fresh, gathering dust on the drawer, but you would never let that make you feel less: you were enthusiastic, very thoughtful, as you brought cupcakes for your class, for example! i mean, on the previous night, while decorating the cupcakes with that pinkish icing, you wouldn’t have thought this would be the first step of the chain reaction – you fucked up a few times before when it was time for the first impressions, and let’s be real, that’s exactly what happened on your first day too: you clumsily dropped the whole tray of sweet treats in the entrance of the teacher’s lounge, half of the cupcakes actually ending up on one of your colleagues, who you had tons of gossips going around in the hallways following shortly. and you couldn’t even deny the obvious attraction you felt towards moon taeil, who you fell in love with on the first sight. he was a biology teacher which… well, made place for a few inappropriate biological jokes (well, yeah, sex-ed) coming from the sixth graders, or! the silly theories coming from the youngest of students, telling their parents that you are for sure pregnant (which would’ve made you furious if it wasn’t for their undeniable cuteness).

✰ JOHNNY — high school reunion!au

the first high school reunion of yours was arranged by the student who used to be the council president of your class, who even sent out handmade invitations to everyone, hoping that most of the class would go, not holding grudges against each other anymore, no matter how the bond between everyone of you was pretty much terrible. you were not that big of a persona amongst your peers, you were rather quiet, much like an outcast during your high school years, sometimes addressed with the ominous word “weird”, so you weren’t even planning on going, since you knew very well: no one would bother to notice you being there, or your absence either. it was in the last possible moment when your mother persuaded you finally, after a very big fight between the two of you, offering a ride as well, because (whether it’s a shame or not) you failed your traffic exam once again. focusing on this mainly, you were afraid you would come off as a total loser, as you always fail no matter what. but, after not much of thinking, you decided that you can simply lie, since you live very far away from this dusty little town anyways, no one could actually fact check what’s actually true from what you tell. even on the ride to your old school, you were thinking of false fun facts you could say when someone asks something, telling yourself that it’s not that big of a deal, not that big of a lie – as soon as you stepped into the school itself, though, the damn nostalgia reminded you how much of a loser you had always been. plus, the sight of johnny seo made the situation even worse. your throat felt dry, palm sweaty as your courage left your body slowly, evaporating suddenly, as a fully random girl from your class showed something on his phone to you, laughing loudly in your ear, adding something witty too; you were in love with johnny for a long time, and everyone who got to find this out sooner or later, decided to turn it against you as soon as they got the chance, like those mean, little girls in elementary. you never knew how johnny felt about you, since he never actually told you, or brought it up either, because he was simply understanding. well, in the dimly lit bathroom of the school, pressed against the cold tiles, you knew exactly what he might have felt, kissing you messily, like someone who had been starving. you two were cowards to tell the truth to each other, afraid of making steps forward.

✰ YUTA — rockstar!au

it was pretty much a cliché to hear the “i’m with the band” sentence over and over again, but when you started using it… no one could ever stop you. you were proud that your boyfriend reached his goals and his biggest dream, and every time you saw the ever growing audience at their concerts, a certain, really warm feeling appeared in your chest, slowly filling the whole of your body, which, let’s be real, got to your head a few times. the band had been a thing ever since you were high schoolers, really active ever since the first practice in that musty basement, not too intense back then, but really consistent, persistence paying off in the end, resulting in concerts, albums, and whatnot, including interviews – both of your worlds turned upside down, and nakamoto yuta, as the front man of the group became a star, bringing you with himself everywhere they had to go, like a lucky charm. he felt at ease whenever he could spot you in the crowd, maybe in the first row, dancing and singing along to their songs, or at times when you gave an intense, adrenaline driven kiss on his lips before their performances, rewarding him with something more after… somehow it all worked out, since you two were insanely, madly in love with each other. but how long is this going to be the norm? you’re afraid of guessing.

✰ DOYOUNG — royalty!au

it felt a little chaotic as you spent your time in the spacious library of the palace, dressed in your newly made red velvet dress and a crimson coloured mask on your face, far from the ball room, and even further from the musicians, the aristocrats and young men, ready to ask for your hand in marriage. you were only able to stay for one dance, not having the patience to talk to complete strangers, to dance with heirs you didn’t even know of, and to let them get the best of you, waiting for the right time to use you for their own good. no, you’re not suitable for such things, even if it sounded a little selfish at that moment. it bothered you anyway, that you had to look for The One you could marry – you didn’t want to decide during one night only, whether they could enjoy your company for the rest of their lives, or not. to decide who’s the richer man, you could envision yourself with. you sneaked out in a second, when no one actually paid attention to you anymore. you only found the library purely out of accident, but it was such a pleasant accident since you felt like you were home there. it was quiet, the room filled with the scent of old books, and you were left alone with your own feelings and wandering thoughts. or so you thought at first, until someone stormed inside the library, following you shortly (you wanted to guess how much time you spent there, completely lost in the world of books but you lost your sense of time soon after entering). you didn’t even pay attention to the new guest, you simply continued with the intriguing, dusty book in your hands. the newcomer, however, decided to take a seat right next to you, with his own novel he got from one of the closer shelves. he didn’t say a word, but you could feel the smirk playing on his face, angrily closing your book, looking at him with furrowed eyebrows. he didn’t have a mask on, which made you recoil a little, your breath hitching at the sight of such handsome young man, turning the pages of his poem anthology with a smile on his face. his gaze met yours when he looked up, winking at you mischievously. and that funny, unfamiliar feeling you felt at that moment, couldn’t have been described in any of those books laying around, although there was at least a thousand of them. only the boy next to you would be able to do so: kim doyoung, the prince of the kingdom, the heir of the throne.

✰ JAEHYUN — forbidden love!au

you hated hearing the word “forbidden”, although you had heard it several times growing up. you’re not a monarch, you bear no wealth and you basically have nothing else either, but the always so kind and warmhearted heir, jaehyun, couldn’t stop spending his precious time with you, since he enjoyed your company to the extent that you were ashamed of it. you had been selling flowers on the street ever since you were a little girl, mind filled with dreams and false hope. jaehyun always made you feel important, never getting in your way of achieving what you’d always been dreaming of. he was always following your steps, much like the shadow of you, not wanting to leave you any time soon. you could’ve thought it was because of the close friendship between the two of you, and you had always been a little oblivious of recognizing such hidden signs. you let him hug you, smile the brightest whenever he looks at you, and you let him waste your time which you were keen on sacrificing for him, not once hesitating whether what you’re doing is right or not. maybe it was a waste of time to spend your time at the flower field together, smelling the sweet scent of flowers, gazing at the sky endlessly. the stupid feelings were so blind and deaf, they couldn’t hear the obvious alarms of “forbidden” being shouted time to time – when he kissed you for the first time, you didn’t feel guilty. you deserved that. guilt only arrived when it was too late already.

✰ JUNGWOO — fake dating!au

you were actually serious about that contract and the paperwork, as an all too practical person you had always been, but jungwoo shook his head, declining your offer every time, saying how stupid it actually was… since you two are friends, right, and this is a one time only thing. it’s just one night, where you can surprise your family, to let them know that you’re not suffering from relationship problems or anything. you got bored of them always bringing it up, and jungwoo had enough of hearing you complaining about it, so he came up with this whole “fake dating” idea. you weren’t too optimistic, especially since your whole family knew about him, which could make you both seem a little suspicious. he calmed you down, though, telling you that you’re just paranoid, and you can say, after a good two or three months, that you two broke up through tears. little did jungwoo know, that you were afraid of a different thing… which involves the feeling of love you had been feeling towards him for years. you didn’t want to let him know about this silly crush you had on him, but you clearly knew that this night will change everything, as you two will have to act like a real couple for the whole night, and you weren’t sure whether you would be able to leave it all behind, once you get used to it. selfish or not, you were afraid that after a night where you two have to hold each other’s hand, kiss each other here and there (in the name of pure acting), you won’t be able to resist the confession. well, it’s such a rookie mistake to forget about the reason why jungwoo offered this whole thing, right?

✰ MARK — childhood friends to lovers!au

ever since you've basically known your name, mark has been the boy next door. there was the cheeky, red letters of "lee" painted on the mailbox, the windows were adorned with the same coloured curtains, and the same doormat has been sitting in front of their door for ages. you have loved mark ever since you two have met. there wasn't a day where you wouldn't think of him, and there hasn't been a day when you haven't loved him. it was like a vicious circle which you couldn't get out of, because those stupid feelings would destroy the oh so precious friendship of yours, and you cannot let that happen, right? i mean, that's what you've thought for far too long, since this friendship meant more to you, than the fragile feeling of love – you didn't want it to get to the point where you would rather spit on each other, than talk it out. maybe that's why you pushed him away from yourself? maybe you just did that because you weren't too sure of your own peace of mind? no matter what, you knew the decision itself was wrong, only to realize it way too late. damaging the friendship and crying yourself to sleep was all your fault, after all, being way too proud and scared, stupid even; when you came back to the town where you two grew up, the least thing you wanted was to meet mark lee, mainly because you wouldn't have been able to look him in the eyes after all these happened. but you had to, so soon you even got a little surprised. it's been a while since the last time you have been home, your bedroom seemed way too unfamiliar at that point, just like the vhs tape placed directly in the middle of your bed. one which you haven't seen yet. it didn't have a title, the white label completely empty as you picked it up. you were a little bit cautious when placing it in the system, waiting for it to play whatever is on it, not having such large imagination to expect anything. it was a home video montage, full of videos of you and mark: playing together, getting ready for the first day of school, going to the movies, the way you two got engaged in middle school as a joke, and the omnious day of prom... you got teary eyed, with one thing on your mind - you have to go and save whatever's left now. maybe you're not too late.

✰ HAECHAN — rivals to lovers!au

lee donghyuck's name rushed through the hallways of your music academy just as quietly as a whisper, and you never knew why was it all like that ever since you've stepped foot into the school. you couldn't even hide the way too obvious rolls of your eyes every time you heard it. lee donghyuck was one of the biggest prodigies at the academy, no one could even be considered as a rival for him, this is mainly why he was such a big living legend amongst the students - you couldn't even hide how annoyed this made you, especially because he made sure you knew this ever since you two were little. music played a huge part in both of your lives, and somehow, you two always seemed to be at each other's throat, the first place at being the best always changing between the two of you. you could never get rid of each other either; your dad, always being so positive, once said, on your way to the academy sometime between sophomore and junior year, that the only reason behind this is that you two are equally good at what you're doing. you were pretty much skeptic for the longest of time, and felt as if you were destined to be the forever second next to him. you've had enough of always bumping into walls, since hyuck was the one who could stand at the first place ever so proudly. in kindergarten, in middle school, and even in high school, every. god damn. time. and that infuriating smile was plastered all upon his face even when you two were asked to not perform alone on the annual charity gala of your academy - you two had to perform something phenomenal, putting the childish jarring aside, growing out of the silly phase of hating each other, which was all made up by you, and you only, pushing the poor boy away from you. the boy who had always been so obsessed with you, utterly and completely. he won this time again, isn't it right?

[ihavethedreamies]

First Kisses | NCT 127

NCT 127 - All Members

Rating: E for Everyone

Word Count: About 300 for each, so about 2.7k total

Pairing: NCT 127 x GN!Reader (Separate)

Genre: Reader-Insert, Drabble, Fluff

Summary: Your first kiss with each member of NCT 127!

Author's Note: I have never wrote drabble-length things before, so I am proud of myself I kept these so short.

I tried to keep these gender-neutral, so let me know if I didn't, but it might still be slightly implied in these the reader is AFAB, I don't think so though…

PS. Mark's and Haechan's are different from the ones for Dream…

-> NCT Dream <-

-> WayV <-

I am cross-posting this on Archive. Please reblog! If you know anyone that would like this or future fics but they aren't on here my name and icon are exactly the same on the other site. Happy reading!

Taeyong

You chewed lazily on a strand of licorice, chest pressed to the back of the chair Taeyong stole from Doyoung's room. While you were by no means a noob when it came to video games, you knew little about battle royale shooters. However, Taeyong wanted you to watch while he played. You didn't mind, you constantly watched YouTube games, but not games like that. Not really caring about what he was doing, you found your gaze drifting to his face. He really was so freaking gorgeous. "Did you see that?" His question snapped you out of your daze and you quickly looked back at the screen. Replying with a vague hum in agreement, the pause menu flashed over his screen. "You okay?" Taeyong turned to you fully, looking over your face. "Y-yeah, why?" "You're really quiet today, you normally comment more." "Oh, yeah, just…thinking." "About what?" HIs foot rested on the base of your chair, pulling it closer, only the backrest between you two. HIs concerned look had morphed into something more playful. You licked your lips, trying to think of a lie, not about how hot he was. You tried not to reel back when he brought his face closer. Why was your friend so- "Thinking about kissing me?" He smirked and your face erupted into a blush. You nearly went cross-eyes when he leaned in, "Hm?" You took the chance, closing the distance, softly pressing your lips to his. He smiled against it, kissing you back, deepening it. When you separated, his fond smile floored you. "Been thinking about that awhile."

Taeil

"Is it good?" He asked once more. "Yes, Taeil. Everything tastes amazing." You hummed, trying to ease his nerves. It wasn't like he had never cooked for you before, but this was the first time it was a date. Every bite you took of something new, he would ask. You had finally reached the main course of cream pasta. Twirling the noodles with your fork on your spoon, you put it in your mouth, humming in delight. As you chewed, Taeil's thumb went to your cheek, wiping a bit of sauce from the corner of your mouth. Giving him a bashful smile in return, he finally allowed himself to eat as well, watching you to make sure it was still good with each bite. "Calm down, Taeil. It was delicious." You assured him once more after you had finished. "Hm…" He was deep in thought, and you watched him, waiting for him to speak. "I need to make sure myself…" "You just ate everything with me!" You huffed, amused but also exasperated. He shook his head, getting out of his chair so he could haul it around the table and sit next to you. You watched his face, looking for some kind of tell for his intentions. When he didn't do anything for a few seconds, face growing pink, he finally turned to you, leaning in. His hand gently rested on your jaw and his lips tasted of the wine he served with the meal. You tried not to smile and ruin the kiss, but you closed your eyes, letting him do so. When he pulled back, you gave a curious hum. "Delicious." He smirked, going back in for seconds.

Johnny

You could feel his eyes on you, but you chose not to acknowledge it. Continuing to chop up the various ingredients for the fried rice you were preparing, his eyes followed. But he wasn't watching what you were doing, Johnny was staring at your face. Why? You weren't for sure. "Everything okay?" You finally asked him. "Yeah, why?" He rested his chin on his palm. "You're staring. Again." "You're just so pretty." Johnny smiled. It wasn't his, 'I'm sexy and I know it,' smile; it was warm and soft. Like when he sees a puppy; it was pure. That's what threw you off. To the point that you halted all action, paddle held over the steaming rice in the cooker. "Huh?" "You're beautiful." He had no room to talk. "Is that why you've been staring at me?" "Of course." You balked at his response. Your friend was an amazing flirt, but that's not what he was doing. He said it like he was informing you of something you should already know. "You think I'm beautiful?" You put the rice paddle down. Johnny sighed dramatically, getting up off the stool, coming around the counter to your side. He cupped your cheek in his big hand, and before you could question him further, he leaned down and kissed you. Johnny swallowed your gasp, deepening the kiss. You gaped at him when he pulled away. "(Y/N), you're the most beautiful person I have ever seen." He had no room to talk.

Yuta

Your eyes fluttered open, trying to recognize where you were. The TV was on, the sequel to the movie you had put on playing. Still trying to form a coherent thought, you heard a soft grumble behind you, an arm wrapping tighter around your middle. This sensation brought a flood of recognition over your mind, realizing you were in Yuta's living room. You must have fallen asleep together on the couch. You startled when you felt him sigh behind you, his warm breath ruffling the hair on the back of your neck. The arm of his you were laying on moved under your head as he brought his hand up. Yuta's hand rested on your forehead, which he used to pull you back into him more along with the arm around your waist. "It's late, just stay the night here." His voice was rough from sleeping. Were you two dating? Pretty much. But sleeping over? You haven't even kissed yet, still transitioning from friends to something more. "Stay over?" We haven't even kissed yet." You huffed, letting out a nervous chuckle. Yuta hummed in response, then your view of the room spun as he rolled you to face him. You barely got to see his cocky, smug grin before he closed the distance, lips sealing over yours. When Yuta pulled back, you whined in protest, making him chuckle. "There, now you can stay over."

Doyoung

You shuffled out of your room, rubbing sleep out of your eyes. The morning light shining in your room had no access to your living room, keeping it dark. Your guest was still asleep, wrapped in your spare comforter on your couch. Smiling to yourself, you padded softly toward him, sitting on the floor to get a better view. It was late after you two finished your dinner and movie date, so you let Doyoung stay the night. Ever the gentleman, he insisted on the couch. You smiled, only his face was visible out of the blanket cocoon. So cute. You felt a bit like a creep, just watching him sleep, but he was just too precious. Gently, you brushed some errant hairs from his forehead, looking at every detail of his face. Flinching back when he groaned a bit, you held your breath, worried you had wakened him. "(Y/N)?" His voice was quiet, eyes still closed, you didn't know if he was still asleep or not. "Yes?" You whispered in reply. When he didn't respond back, you assumed he was still asleep, or had fallen back to sleep. Carefully getting up so you could let him continue, you yelped dramatically when his hand grabbed yours, yanking you down onto the couch with him. He had sat up as he pulled you down, so you ended up in his lap. Doyoung wrapped his arms around you, laying his head on your shoulder, cheek on your collarbone. "Morning, precious." You kissed the crown of his head. He pulled back after this, frowning slightly. Before you could ask him what was wrong, he clicked his tongue, kissing you back, but on the lips instead. When he retreated, he flashed a sleepy grin. "Morning, love."

Jaehyun

Slamming the door to your car, you sat back in the seat with a huff, fuming. You thought girls bullying other people over boys stopped in high school, yet here you were, in college. You know about Jaehyun's not so little fan-club but had been able to avoid them. But they had learned that not only were you two friends, that there was something more going on there. God forbid they learn how long it had been going on. Not wanting to drive while angry, you just sat in your car. You jumped when your phone started to ring through the car speaker when you started it. "Hey." Your voice was obviously strained. "Where are you?" Jaehyun sounded out of breath. "In my car-" "Don't go anywhere." He hung up. You blinked in shock at the call-ended flashing on the screen. Your attention was pulled away by someone knocking on the window. It was some girl, and two others were behind her, arms crossed. You sighed, rolling the window down just enough. "You're (Y/N)?" You hummed and she scoffed. "You need to leave Jaehyun alone-" "And you need to leave." You sighed as he arrived, opening the passenger side door. After he was seated, you pulled out of the parking spot, leaving the girls gaping. Neither of you said anything till you parked again at your apartment complex. He took your hand in his, "I'm sorry." You met his guilty gaze, then shook your head. "It's not your fault." He stroked the back of your hand with his thumb. Instead of replying, he leaned over the center console, capturing your lips with his. You smiled when he pulled back, "do that again and we'll call it even." So, he did.

Jungwoo

The show playing was one you had seen many times before, but since Jungwoo never had, you were rewatching it with him. Your elbow was rested on the armrest of the couch, cheek resting on your fist. Your other hand was stroking Jungwoo's soft hair as he laid on your lap. He was getting over being sick, but since you were the one who gave him the cold, you didn't mind him being all over you. He was normally clingy, let alone if he didn't feel good, like a small child. It was fine to you though; he was too cute to not let him get away with just about anything. "(Y/N?)" His soft voice was still a bit nasally. "Yes?" "I'm sorry I ruined out first date…" "What do you mean?" Your hand halted, looking down at him. He rolled over so he was laying on his back, letting him look up at you. "I nearly passed out when we were walking to the restaurant…" He drifted off, fingers coming up to nervously fiddle with your hoodie string. "Jungwoo, you had a fever, its fine." You huffed, shocked that he felt guilty about that. You were the one that got him sick. "Still… We had finally decided to go for it, then…" "Jungwoo-" He continued to ramble, apologizing, and complaining about himself. It was getting on your nerves, there was no reason for him to feel so bad. Wanting him to stop, you leaned down, lips briefly pressing to his still moving ones. You sat back up straight, face pink from the act. His was as well, but it already was from the cold he had. You flinched when his hand rested on your cheek, pulling you back down. "I can’t give this cold back to you, right?"

Mark

"Can I get this?" Mark asked, coming up to you with a frozen cheesecake. You glanced at it, not liking that he asked you as if you were his parent. "Sure? Why are you asking?" You shook your head as he put the dessert in the cart. "J-just making sure." You rolled your eyes, continuing down the aisle, glancing at your shopping list to make sure you got everything for the meal you were going to prepare. Having to buy enough food to feed nine ravenous young men was a little pricy, but everyone agreed to split the cost and send you the money, so it didn't matter what extra stuff Mark wanted. As you traversed the next aisle, you noticed his gaze focused on something on the shelf. He halted in front of it, so you turned to look at it. It was a candy necklace kit. "Let's do this!" He grabbed it and you chuckled, nodding for him to put it in the cart. "B-but just us…" He added and you raised your eyebrow. "Just us?" "Not the others. We can just make them for each other after they leave…" "You want to make me a necklace?" You teased, the tips of his ears turning red, his characteristic laugh leaving his lips. "Yeah… and I don't want you to eat it or take it off!" Mark's determined look went to your face, and you had a hard time not guffawing. "Okay, Mark." "I'm serious, don't take it off." He reiterated as you got in the car to head back to your place, the box in his hands. "I won't." "Promise?" He held out his pinky and you shook your head but completed the hand motion. Before you could your hand back though, he used your linked pinkies to haul you closer over the console, gently pressing his lips to yours. You sat back slowly, gaping at him, face equally as red. He raised an eyebrow.

Haechan

"I'm getting tired of this, (Y/N)." Donghyuck huffed at your side, and you tilted your head, confused. When he noticed your glance, he sighed, stopping. Holding your linked hands up between you two so they were in front of your face, he sighed. "This is about as far as we've gone." You looked around, wondering what the hell he was going on about, you were only halfway to his place. "This, (Y/N)." He shook your hands to draw your attention there. "What do you mean?" "We've only held hands! You've kissed my cheek and that’s about it! I'm tired of it!" If it wasn't for the silly whine of his voice, you would think him genuinely upset. "What are you getting at?" You continued your questions and he groaned; you were very smart for being so dense. "Kisses! I want you to kiss me!" Donghyuck whined louder, it nearly echoed off the stone walls of the back road you were walking. His frustration took you aback. "Why do I have to initiate?" You nearly shouted, annoyed with his dramatics. He immediately quieted, blinking at you, so very pretty- "Fine!" He yelled back and hauled you even closer with your linked hands, his soft lips touching your chapped ones. As soon as he tasted the lip balm you had put on just minutes earlier, he groaned and deepened the kiss. You squeaked a bit when your back hit the stone wall, trying to match his pace, but he was fervent. When he finally stepped back, you were almost panting. He nodded with a satisfied nod and continued on with your walk like he hadn't just swallowed your tongue.

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(18:44PM)

She couldn't believe it when she learnt that her boyfriend, Mark, was a criminal. It all made sense now. All the lies and secrets he had kept from her. All the time spent away. Now she felt like she didn't know him at all.

she decided to visit him one day however felt conflicted. She hated what Mark had done but she still loved him. He was her boyfriend after all and she wanted to support him. She decided to visit him.

She made her way to the prison, she was nervous but also curious. She hadn't seen Mark in a while and didn't know what to expect. When she got there she had to register at the front and finally entered the room where Mark was waiting for her.

Mark looked up as he saw Mimi enter the room. He looked different than the last time she saw him. He hadn't shaved and his hair was overgrown. He seemed tired, but greeted her with a smile.

Y/N: "How have u been?"

"Not so good," he said, "but it's nice to see you and I'm glad you came to visit."

Y/N: "Is been a while"

"It has," Mark replied, "it's good to see you again and it's nice that you still care about me."

Y/N: "you know is not that easy"

"I know, it's hard for both of us," Mark said, sympathizing with her. "It's not only hard on you, it's hard on me too. I miss you and I don't like being away from you."

Y/N: "I'm at a prestigious school, I needed to hide the fact that my boyfriend was arrested"

"I understand why you would want to keep that secret," Mark said, "but I also appreciate that you still came to see me, even though it probably took a lot of courage."

Y/N: "why the hell would you steal"

Mark hesitated for a few seconds before replying, "I got into some troubles and I needed the money. I made a stupid mistake and I'm paying the price for it now."

Y/N: "You look horrible"

Mark laughed, "yeah, I know I look terrible right now. I'm sorry for that, but prison isn't the most comfortable place. The food sucks and it's really hard to sleep."

Y/N: "How long are you gonna stay?"

"Unfortunately, it's not just one charge that I'm serving for," Mark said, "They gave me a lot of prison time for the crimes I committed. I could be here for quite a while."

Y/N: "what am im suppose to do with you"

"I know it's a lot to deal with, but I need your support right now," Mark said, "You're the only person who loves me enough to come see me and it means a lot to me. I don't want you to give up on me just because of this."

the guard intervenes and say that visit is over

Mark looked up as the guard came into the room. He nodded and sighed, trying to hide his disappointment. "Time's up, I guess," he said as he stood up, "It was good to see you, though. I hope we can do this again soon."

Y/N: "i will be busy this week, i will see you next week, can you wait?"

"if you come, then i will wait for you... always. " Mark said.