#winwin not here because he’s not my friend he’s my soulmate

[thesingingrevolution]

my top 3 nct best friends (no order, just by age)

• jaehyun

• mark

• yangyang

[luvkyu]

dear soulmate ( dong sicheng/winwin )

sicheng x male reader

just boys falling in love tbh <3

content : 0.6k words, fluffy fluffy

( a/n ) this one's for the lauvers !!!! this is kinda short - im listening to laufey today and she gives me writing motivation so this winwin fluff was born in between the other fics im working on

do you live in new york city,

or a couple towns away?

wherever you are, i'd jump in my car,

just to see you today.

"excuse me, can i sit here?"

sicheng looked up, taking one of his earbuds out. the man in front of him was quite possibly the most beautiful thing he'd ever laid eyes on. he quickly cleared his throat, nodded, and gave a warm smile.

"sure, of course."

"thank you. i didn't expect it to be so crowded here."

sicheng nodded again and looked around the café. all the tables were occupied, and the line was longer than usual. he assumed it was because it was lunch time on a weekend.

the man now sitting across from him began taking his phone and laptop out of his bag. the sun was hitting his skin perfectly from the large window beside their table. he looked almost ethereal, as if right out of a movie.

"i like your nails a lot," the man complimented. sicheng's eyes widened, looking down at his black and silver nails that ten had painted for him just last night.

"oh, thank you. my friend likes to paint people's nails."

the man laughed quietly, "that's cute."

sicheng looked down at his book with a bashful smile.

the man got back to work on his computer after that. he picked up his phone for just a moment, then set it back down on the table before putting one air pod in his left ear.

sicheng carefully sneaked a peak at the man's phone, as the screen was still lit with the song he was listening to. sicheng's heart sped up when he instantly recognized the album on the phone. how could he not recognize it when it was the same exact album and song he was listening to right at that moment? he pulled out his own phone and watched it turn on, displaying the song dear soulmate.

sicheng felt the blush on his face getting more apparent by the second. he looked back up at the man as he typed away on his computer. but before sicheng knew it, the other's eyes were gazing right back at him. he smiled again and gently sat his laptop aside.

"i'm y/n."

sicheng's brows raised in slight surprise. processing what was happening, he tried to smile again and sat up straight. he was completely oblivious to how effortlessly cute he was.

"i'm sicheng," he replied. "you like laufey?"

y/n looked down at his phone, then smiled.

"mhm! you too?"

sicheng nodded eagerly, raising his own phone now to show the song they were sharing.

y/n's smile grew at this. their eyes lingered on each other for a moment, both feeling the flicker of a connection.

"..are you seeing her on tour here tomorrow night?" y/n asked.

"i am actually!" sicheng chimed.

y/n gazed at him in admiration. he loved the way his face lit up in excitement.

"maybe we could get drinks or something after the concert then?" y/n suggested.

"yes please," sicheng agreed quickly. he then unlocked his phone and gave it to y/n, "let's exchange numbers?"

y/n nodded and gave his own phone in return, "here's mine."

sicheng held the device and typed in his number. he had a feeling something beautiful had just started with y/n, and all because of a crowded café and a song.

dear soulmate,

i can't wait to fall in love with you.

[staghunting]

The actual "staghunter" Orion Black/Harry Potter side of this blog is incredibly niche because I am basically writing and ranting about my own personal headcanon of an AU of an AU of an AU, which means it's basically original fiction at this point. However, I can't in good conscience write an original story when the dynamic is based on characters from the Harry Potter franchise (as someone who clocked AtIas S/ix not knowing the author was a dram!one BNF), so dump and rant here it is.

However, posting a briefer here— the staghunter dynamic punnett square!

my shit handwriting aside, these characters basically are Harry Potter and Orion Black:

as they are in book canon (any info about them gleaned from things outside of that, including official film and stories penned by the terf themselves, will be called extra-canon from here on)

the same canon characters if they were born a girl

(the above both residing on the premise that harry time travels to hogwarts in the 1940s)

itruns!Orion, which is basically the philandering patriarch version of him written by the amazing metalomagnetic in her Sirius/Voldemort story It Runs In the Blood. It is my favorite version of Orion in fics so far since metalo is a very good writer and the character depth is deep as it is heartbreaking

ephesus!Harry which is my version of Harry (in a story I haven't published) where her and Hermione's consciousness are reincarnated/sent back in time in order to stave off or prevent the heat death and total obliteration of magic in the 21st century through committing acts of extreme magical environmental conservation and interspecies liberation from wizards in the 40s. and both of them are considered dangerous terrorists by the ICW

Harry born as a normal Muggle in the 1940s

Orion born as their generation's family Squib

Prescient!Harry, by which she is a pureblood witch born to Fleamont and Euphemia but due to some ~family curse/inheritance~ she remembers all her past lives and possible futures a la Alia Atreides

And then Metamorphmagus!Orion, heir to an ancient and noble wizarding family that FUCKIN HATES non-wizards

I like the idea across some fans that the Potter and Black families are tied in some crazy intergenerational curse somehow, like one is doomed at the hands of the other and the other is also their saviour type of stuff, and it is only when they choose each other that their houses are saved from eternal doom (like sirius&james bffs forever, or charlus & dorea's marriage, or narcissa sparing harry's life)

There's soooo much potential for a romeo + juliet vibe here because the point of R&J is that they are houses both alike in dignity - they are on equal footing, no fucked up power dynamics affecting them badly (although those are fun to explore taken in an extreme way. like yes ex-convict sirius would marry his goddaughter in a heartbeat in order to keep the power-hungry vultures off of marrying either of them and getting a child with either of their genes, family name, fortune, and magical inheritance before harry dies. hell, a marriage would mean he could make harry his heir! winwin! is it a bonus that she looks exactly like her dad- his soulmate and other half- but with her mom's eyes? sure!)

anyway as an explanation. harry in any universe would absolutely ruin orion in any universe— it's the type of ruination that varies.

(and the fact that orion has no canonical traits except for "rich, magical blood supremacist father" is a perfect little sandbox for anything)

anyway, explanations for each square under the cut!

canon Harry:

W/ canon orion - friends to lovers. harry is in different emotional states for each book so it would depend when he'd teleport but even if you picked the angriest, most done version of him to drop off in the universe it would work. I love tomarry- platonic, romantic, antagonistic and fucked up in any universe- and putting the honeybadger version of Harry with one horcrux head boy tom riddle is sooooo nice it would be entertaining for all involved. especially when you go into canon that voldemort and walburga would be head boy by the time orion would be in 5th year. Personally would love to see Tom fume that Harry made friends with Orion & other Slytherins effortlessly by being his angry, vicious self while he had to be polite and lose his cockney accent and be this composed guy who would never get the respect of the real purebloods even after his Slytherin heritage was revealed

with girl orion- friends to lovers. orion would have loads more baggage being the heir-that-could-never-be since she was born a girl, and she would totally rebel in a beatrice horseman (née sugarman) way. except that harry would do right by her and actually respect her so not as tragic as that

ItRuns!Orion for me is a straight, straight dude who longs for affection. Harry is kind in canon, but they don't have a shared history- why the fuck would he give affection to an asshole like him. now would orion have a sexuality crisis over the hot new transfer who doesn't give a shit about his name and treats him like everyone else? yes. would harry ever answer or indulge that question? no. not pre-sixth year harry anyway. however, harry who is still grieving for his recently dead godfather would totally fuck the guy who looks like him. repeatedly and with aftercare. orion is ruined either way. it would be the most intense, soul-shattering, life-changing emotional and sexual relationship of orion black's life and he will never bring it up or share it to anyone ever.

squib orion would resent canon harry so much. but oh, stranger things have risen from such a large pool of emotion

metamorphmagus orion, specifically one actively hiding his creatureness from his family, would definitely be harry's ride or die. canon harry has a weird relationship with his celebrity and last name because both are the reasons for his being an outcast. he would be in the best place to teach orion to deal with and possibly learn to love that part of himself

I'll explain the other ones in a different post since I have work and school to get to but yeah! Fun!

[yangtaros]

boy next door!yangyang x fem!reader [angst]

soulmates sensing when their soulmate is in danger

|soulmate au|

warnings: physical and verbal abuse by father, relationship issues, depression read with caution

prologue part 1 part 2

“Y/n”, your music teacher was calling your name for attendance, “Y/n!”

You woke up to your name being called, “I’m- I’m sorry Mrs. Smith”

“Class let’s make sure we get a full nights sleep okay”

Some of the class chuckled.

“Yangyang”

“Here”, yangyang raised his hand and looked at you. He felt weird, like he was supposed to do something.

“Y/n are you okay?”

You turned to him and lightly smiled, “yup just up studying”

“Oh of course” he smiled back at you.

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the night before

“Let me in!” your dad was once again banging on your door. You get up to open it.

“How many times do I have to tell you do not lock your door”

“Sorry”

“Sorry?” He came close to your face, “You never do anything right”

Once again, you smelt the alcohol from his breath. Your dad was drunk.

“I won’t do it again”

“Yeah, yeah” he started shaking his head aggressively, “It won’t happen again. You know why?

Your dad started using all his force to punch a hole in the door. Over and over and over again.

“Dad!”

“What? You never listen so I have to take things in my own hands” He continued punching the door.

With tears in your eyes you grabbed his arm to pull him away from the door, but your dad grabbed your wrist back and pushed you into your bed. You fell to the ground.

You started to cry and look at the door, there was a huge hole above the door knob.

“Maybe you’ve learned your lesson”

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back to present day - after school

“Stop staring at y/n” Winwin, Yangyang’s best friend lightly hit his arm, “Do you like her or something?”

“No, I was just, gonna ask her about class”

“Ask her then. She’s walking this way”

“Um-” Winwin pushed him into you, making one of your books fall.

“I’m so sorry y/n” He picked up your book, “Didn’t see you there.”

He went to hand you your book, “Thanks”.

“I uh- was thinking, since we live next door to each other we could walk home together, because I have some questions about the lesson we learned today, if you’re not busy”

“I’m sure I wouldn’t be much help. Sorry.” You walked away from him in a quick pace.

Yangyang watched you walk away, winwin chuckled, “sorry man”

Yangyang ignored him, his heart was beating fast. He felt something when he was standing close to her. Like, like she needed help, or something. Like… she was in danger.

[i-growl-growl-growl]

mobile masterlist attempt post

Not all reactions/talks/scenarios/imagines and other requests have been added to this post. As the blog is updated, so shall this post.

                                            Reactions Masterlist

                        Stray Kids Reactions

A girl group has a similar name and the same concepts and songs as them

                      Topp Dogg Reactions

being trapped in an elevator with their crush (B-Joo, A-Tom, Xero)

their partner asks them to go on an art heist with them  (Sangdo, Xero, B-Joo, Hansol)

Their partner brakes their leg on a date before they go on tour  (Xero, Sangdo, P-Goon, Nakta and B-Joo)

                          Astro Reactions

they find out you have a special talent they never knew about

you being insecure about your chubby cheeks

you want to go ballroom dancing with them

                    seventeen reactions

Their s/o proposing to THEM (S.Coups-Woozi) maknae line to be uploaded

Their s/o can’t get up the morning after

Their s/o has a catlike personality

Their s/o is a little

                          Ikon Reactions

Falling in love with the new anti-social female member (B.I, Bobby, Jinhwan, Donghyuk)

What kind of Yanderes iKon would be

Someone tries to take advantage of their s/o (Jinhwan, Donghyuk, Bobby, B.I)

                         ATEEZ reactions

their darling asks them to impregnate them (yeosang)(hongjoong)(seonghwa)(mingi)(jongho)(yunho)(san)(wooyoung) Yandere

types of yanderes (Yeosang)(Seonghwa)(Hongjoong)(Yunho)(San)(Mingi)(Wooyoung)(Jongho)     scenario+description

                             Bts reactions

Their hybrid doesn’t want to wear their leash outside Hybrid

Recieving a handmade gift from their s/o

                        Monsta X Reactions

their s/o makes them a handmade gift

Hi…I’m new around here, can anyone show me around? Kina

what type of Yandere Monsta X would be *not a reaction*

                             Got7 reactions

seeing/being shown their child’s self-harm scars/seeing scars

their partner has an asthma attack

catching you dancing to stellar’s vibrato

their partner cant chose a dress for their date

their Idol partner does the gwiyomi song on a variety show

their partner said “yes” to a little boys proposal

a 5 year old asks their partner to marry them

a girl group debuts with the same songs as them

you surprise them while they’re practicing/working

seeing someone they like walking towards them but the person faints

being stuck in an elevator with a foreigner (feat. exo)

their partner brings home a dog and gives it their bed but they don’t tell them

their partner is afraid to travel by plane

being in the middle of an earthquake

waking up in an alleyway and not remembering anything

finding a poisonous snake in their bed

being told they were the heir to the throne of an alien planet

confessing to the person they like but being rejected

recognizing you at a fan meet because you’ve been to so many of them

how they’d want to be comforted

seeing your self-harm scars

you hug another boy but they don’t know it’s your brother

finding out you can play an instrument

secretly watching you sing “Dear Future Husband”

seeing someone with scars and finding out they’re from clumsiness

                      Nct Reactions

(YANDERE) finding out their s/o cheated on them as a revenge (Taeyong & Yuta) 42

(VAMPIRE) smelling blood that leads them to their soulmate (Jaehyun)(Kun)(RenJun)

(YANDERE) you have been in a relationship before (NCT Dream)

(YANDERE) They found out your taking a birth control pill (Taeyong, Jaehyun, Lucas, Jeno)

(HYBRID) they are wild but get caught and stay in a adoption center until they are adopted

(YANDERE) you’re horny and ask them to impregnate you (Taeil-Jeno)

(TSUNDERE) You tell him that he’s your ideal type (Jaemin only) 33

(YANDERE) you want to meet your family in a different country (Taeil-Ten)

(YANDERE) their s/o caves in to them (dreamies)

(suicide) the boys see that their lover commited suicide (Taeil-WinWin)

finding out that their s/o is infertile (Taeil-YangYang)

(YANDERE) waking up to their darling looking at them and caressing their cheek (OT21)

(YANDERE) their s/o with curly hair isn’t keen on her curly hair and wants to straighten it OT21

(YANDERE) their s/o falls for his fellow member who is also yandere OT21

(YANDERE) When their s/o need a lot of personal space (edition 1)(edition 2)

When his partner helps him during pregnancy (Yuta) (Ten)

(YANDERE) you finally falling in love with them after they had kidnapped you OT21

(YANDERE) (remaining members)(Taeil, Yuta-RenJun) seeing their s/o for the first time (WayV Version)

types of Yandere  OT21 (not a reaction)

what yandere nct would want for their birthdays OT21 🌼

how yandere!nct would prefer to be called? OT21 (not a reaction)

What they’d like to call their darling OT21 (not a reaction)

(YANDERE—- Yuta only) s/o selfharms because he hurts their friends

(YANDERE/slightly NSFW- legal line) their s/o wants to dominate

(YANDERE) s/o fakes their death to escape OT21

(YANDERE) Their s/o tries to escape from them 0T21

(Renjun) (Jisung) (Jeno)Finding Santa delivering their presents (Chenle) (Jaemin)

Exo/NCT announcing to their partner that they’re pregnant (Luhan, Baekhyun, Yuta, Ten)

Their band mistaking his twin for them and taking him on stage instead (Taeyong, Jaehyun, Johnny, Mark)

Arguing with their partner over their parents finding about about their relationship (Taeil, Yuta, Taeyong, mark, WinWin)

Meeting their lost lost identical twins (Taeyong, Jaehyun, Johnny, Mark)

Their partner cuddles with a giant teddy bear that helps them sleep (Taeyong, Jaehyun, Ten, WinWin)

(MAFIA) s/o tells them their drink was spiked

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                                                       Anime

            Haikyuu

yandere kageyama (headcanon)

(scenario) Different Courts (yandere Hinata Shoyo)

(scenario) Bloodied Blazer (yandere Oikawa tooru)

yandere hinata (headcanon)

(reaction) his feelings aren’t returned Yandere Kuroo

yandere Nishinoya (headcanon)

yandere Iwazumi (headcanon)

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                                  Scenarios/imagines/ETC.

(scenario) arranged marriage (Yandere Taeyong)

(ask) How does he not shatter his s/o’s entire skeleton during punishments Yandere Taeyong 🔪

(imagine/scenario) argument (Yandere Kun)

(ask) wouldn’t want to make him angry (Yandere Taeyong)

(ask) s/o with withdrawal symptoms misses dosses, who uses that against them (Yandere NCT)

(ask) How would yandere taeyong act like with a very submissive s/o (Yandere Taeyong)

(ask) what punishments would they give his s/o? (Yandere Taeyong + Yandere Yuta)

(scenario) You Will (monster/yandere Seonghwa)

?Headcannon? jaeyong poly yandere (yandere Jaehyun, Yandere Taeyong) 🍋

(scenario) when the victim wakes up at his place for the first time (Yandere Ten)

(imagine) a boy in a yellow hoodie catches your attention in highschool (TXT Hueningkai) fluff

(ask) What would make him act romantic towards the s/o (Yandere Taeyong)

(ask) Difference between domyan-yandere-subyan WinWin (yandere nct)

Sub!Yandere Taeyong (yandere nct)

(scenario ) you are in a gg and will go solo for the first time and JYP asks for Chan to help you with your songs (Bang Chan) fluff

(scenario) he finds out that his girlfriend is pregnant and about to run away (Mafia Kyungsoo) fluff+angst

(ask) what if their darling suddenly get pregnant one day (yandere nct)

(ask) How would he act around his lover (yandere wonho)

(ask) kind kind of yandere is he (yandere Shownu)

(imagine) Luhan as a yandere’s victim (victim Luhan)

(fanfic) My Strong Rebel (Yesang x Seonghwa)

(imagine) making small cookies saying “ go out with me”, but you eat them without looking baker!doyoung

(ask) I better stay home with taeyongie, right? (Yandere Taeyong)

(scenario) taeyong regretting kidnapping his s/o and apologizing (Yandere-ish)

Love Never-ending (NCT member (unrevealed) x Reader)

Journey to retrieve the Akarnek: Intro (Kris) discontinued

(scenario) Stress In The Night (Chanyeol x Reader)

(scenario) The Beast within the Dark Forest  (Minhyuk x Reader)

(scenario) A Run for Forbidden Love (Baekhyun (wang Eun) x Reader)

(scenario) Suho is in Baby Space and only the reader can calm them down (Baby Space/ Little Space)

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                                          Most to least

WayV MTL to date a fan

Nct mtl to accept and stay with a significant other who doesn’t want any kids

Monsta X MTL to kidnap their crush Yandere

Wayv mtl to date someone whose height is 4’11

TXT mtl to date a girl who is into wrestling

WAYV Mtl to date someone as short as 155cm

Yandere!Monsta X MTL to not allow their to visit their own family (Yandere)

WayV mtl to date a 2001 liner

NCT Yandere if their s/o managed to escape, who’d enjoy the thrill of the chase (yandere)

TXT mtl to date someone who is insecure but is working hard to be more confident

NCT MTL where each member place on the sadistic spectrum (yandere version)

TXT mtl date a tsundere

Monsta X mtl happy to have a s/o who likes to sit on his lap

NCT Mtl get a choker/collar to their s/o (yandere)

NCT Yandere MTL to don’t like a dirt mouth as s/o (yandere)

NCT mtL to enjoy having a bratty s/o (Yandere)

Ikon MLT to Take you with them everywhere instead of keeping you locked in their house (Yandere)

NCT Yandere (wayv, 127 and U) mtl to give a sexual punishment (Yandere)

NCT Yandere MtL to love their darling to have childish personality (Yandere)

NCT MtL to have a loud/playful partner

EXO MtL to liking their s/o having a daddy kink 

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                                             Snaps/Texts

(text) their sibling wanting them to be picked up after a date gone wrong (Doyoung, Taeyong, Johnny, Yuta, and Lucas) older brother

(text) when you ask them for money (Taeil, Johnny, Taeyong, Yuta, Mark) older brother

(text?) how everyday тeхтѕ are wιтн vernon (Seventeen)

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                                  drama series requests

             The Untamed

They see their hybrid is injured/attacked and want to heal them

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             Love by Chance

Love Over Pain (scenario)

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                                     moodboards

wooyoung blue (water) GIF moodboard

Date in the City w/ Suga GIF moodboard

Boyfriend Xero GIF moodboard

ToppDogg Forever GIF moodboard

Happy Birthday Yano GIF moodboard

“Sweets” Xero GIF moodboard

“he smells of gingerbread” (Bjoo) GIF moodboard

White Winter w/ Bjoo GIF moodboard

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                                               MafiaTalks

18 I don’t know u at all and I’m not sure I can be with you anymore Mafia Taeyong

17 it’s been what 3 weeks?? I’m tired, I can’t do this anymore Mafia Mark & Haechan (NCT) 🌹

16 we should go on a trip, a trip to a isolated beach would be really good to us Mafia Doyoung (NCT)

15 Yuta, STOP! We can’t keep meting like this, I have a fiancé! Mafia Yuta (NCT)

14  I really think fighting the guys chasing us Is safer than riding a motorcycle with you Mafia Mark (NCT)

13 I’m not changing Jae! This dress isn’t too sexy, don’t you wanna show off a beauty like me? Mafia Jaehyun (NCT)

12 Why won’t you let me join your gang? Mafia Lucas (NCT)

11 I’m sorry for been a brat with you earlier…what if you leave just one man to watch me? Mafia Doyoung (NCT)

10. okay you’ve caught me but how can I even escape here.. It’s like a maze. Mafia Mark & Haechan (NCT) 🌹

9. YUTA LET ME OUT! Mafia Yuta (NCT)

8. since this is a arranged marriage, I don’t expect you loving me Mafia Johnny (NCT)

7. are you seriously trying to convince me the you are a professional hit man? Mafia Jaehyun (NCT)

6. aren’t you excited?! This is our first mission as officially mafia members! Mafia Lucas (NCT)

5. I know nothing about my father’s business please let me go! Mafia Mark & Haechan (NCT) 🌹

4. tell your men to stop following me every damn place I go! Mafia Doyoung (NCT)

3. Care to explain me WHY THE HELL THESE MEN ARE CHASING US?! Mafia Johnny (NCT)

2. what exactly makes you want to involve yourself with this mess?! Mafia Jaehyun (NCT)

1. Are you the one assigned to train me? Mafia Mark (NCT)

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                                          VampireTalks

I don’t want you to suck my blood or anything just so I can stay with you “forever” Vampire Taeyong (NCT)💐

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                                        YandereTalks

YandereTalks 1-80 (79 NCT, 1 Monsta X)

80 Why are you still keeping me here? Yandere Kun (NCT) 🐝

79 I’m going to a friend’s party, you wanna come? Yandere Taeyong (NCT) 🥓

78 seriously? yuta is taken too… haechan…? Yandere Haechan (NCT) 🌼

77 Why are you hanging out with other girls when you have me right here? Yandere Jisung (NCT) 🌸

76 no one talks to yandere yuta… maybe I should… Yandere Yuta (NCT) 🌼

75 Its a been a year since we started dating dont you think it’s ok if you let me go for a walk? Yandere Yuta (NCT) 😎

74 I made some cookies for you while you were gone Yandere YangYang (NCT) 🤯

73 you’re so cute, I love you so much Yandere Jisung (NCT) 🍡

72 they came over when you were gone, but I didn’t know they would come Yandere Taeyong (NCT)

71 I’m sorry for making you mad, just please talk to me!! Yandere Jisung (NCT) 🌸

70 With all these punishments, I’m feeling useless Yandere Taeyong (NCT)

69 don’t put me in the basement, it’s dark and scary down there!!! Yandere Mark (NCT)

68 I’m really mad at you… Yandere Kun (NCT)

67 i don’t want to lose you just because of my sexuality…. Yandere WinWin (NCT)

66 wonder if I need to go to doctor to check if I’m pregnant Yandere Taeyong (NCT) 🌼

65 mark told me he likes me! What should I do? Yandere Mark (NCT) 🐾

64 can we go shopping I need some stuff like panties Yandere Ten (NCT)

63 you don’t satisfy my needs sexually Yandere Ten (NCT)

62 Everytime your partner is jealous over nothing it leads to “jealous sex” which disgusts me Yandere Taeyong (NCT)

61 Would you mind walking me home tonight? Yandere RenJun (NCT) 🔮

60 I want to leave this fucking house please! Yandere Jaehyun (NCT) 😪

59 can we cuddle? I’m so tired Yandere Jaemin (NCT)

58 I’ll sit in the corner til you understand what a cute ball of sunshine you lost Yandere Taeyong (NCT) 🌼

57 why do you keep following me everywhere?! leave me alone! Yandere Mark (NCT) 🍉

56 there is a guy spying on me Yandere Chenle (NCT) ♠️

55 I love kisses and cuddles with youuuuuu Yandere Taeyong (NCT) 🌼

54 Where would you want to touch me if you were free? Yandere Jungwoo (NCT) ~wings

53 I’m scared here in the dark locked up Yandere Taeil (NCT)

52 I’ll try and hang out with you more often Yandere Jisung (NCT) 🌸

51 I’m sorry that I’ll never live up to your expectations of me Yandere RenJun (NCT)

50 would you mind having threeway with us and another woman? Yandere Ten (NCT)

49 what would you do if your family didn’t approve your s/o? Yandere Ten (NCT)

48 could you pretty please go with me to take my dog to the park? Yandere Yuta (NCT) ✨

47 I’m an independent person and you are not my dad Yandere Jaemin (NCT) ☘

46 can i pretty please meet up with my friends? I really miss them Yandere Haechan (NCT)

45 I’m cold *shivers* Would you mind if I borrowed your sweater? Yandere Jeno (NCT)

44 can I go out with some of my friends please? It’s 1 of their birthdays Yandere Taeyong (NCT)

43 I’ve been pregnant without telling you for 3 months Yandere Taeyong (NCT)

42 I’m pregnant with your baby Yandere Taeyong (NCT)

41 i love girls.. i hope that doesn’t change anything Yandere WinWin (NCT)

40 I’m sorry for trying to run away Yandere Jaemin (NCT) 🐏

39 can I spend the night with you please? Yandere Taeyong (NCT) 🌙

38 I can’t tell if I want you to watch movies & cuddle me or pin me against the wall & kiss Yandere Jaehyun (NCT)

37 I can’t accept your confession Yandere Jaemin (NCT)

36 kisses are enough reward though I’d also like some cuddles Yandere Taeyong (NCT) 🌼

35 Can I go to the mall with my guy friends? Yandere Jisung (NCT) 🌸

34 I’m yours and you’re mine right? Yandere Taeyong (NCT) 🌼

33 I’ll be visiting my family in Europe Yandere WinWin (NCT) 🐰

32 I think I fell for you Yandere Jaemin (NCT)

31 I won’t take the handcuffs off Yandere Jungwoo (NCT) ~wings

30 I got A on my last exam and I’m straight A student now Yandere Taeyong (NCT) 🌼

29 am I allowed out to buy ingredients to cook for you? Yandere Ten (NCT) 🐺

28 can I go to the gym with my friends? Yandere Jisung (NCT) 🌸

27 can I sit on your lap? I’ve been good Yandere ten (NCT)

26 I have exam time right now…Any idea how to relieve some stress? Yandere Johnny (NCT) 🥀

25 don’t touch me or come near me.. I’m getting sick Yandere Jaemin (NCT) anon♡

24 Would you let me violate your body? Yandere Ten (NCT)

23 I saw you with some girl yesterday. why you love hurting me? Yandere Taeyong (NCT)

22 can y-you please let me out… I’ve been in here for the last 4 days Yandere Mark (NCT) ⚡

21 a girl likes you…it makes me jealous because you’re supposed to be m i n e Yandere Jaemin (NCT)

20 I didn’t mean to stare… You really are an incredible dancer Yandere Ten (NCT)

19 Don’t worry, You’ll like what I’ll do to you Yandere Jungwoo (NCT) ~wings

1 You can smash my phone anytime Yandere Jaemin (NCT)

2 Can I go out with friends? Yandere Taeyong (NCT)

3 … I love you… Yandere Taeyong (NCT) 🌼  need to find and relink

4 I did nothing wrong, I’m just shy Yandere Taeyong (NCT) 🌼

5 kiss and cuddles Yandere Taeyong (NCT) 🌼

6 What if you fall out of love Yandere Jaemin (NCT)

7 Can you hold me Yandere Lucas (NCT)

8 Can I start a garden Yandere Jeno (NCT)

9 You deserve your punishment Yandere Jungwoo (NCT) ~Wings

10 I’m sorry Yandere Taeyong (NCT) 🌼

11 Yuta… I’m in love with someone else Yandere Yuta (NCT) 🐰

12 My guy friend told me to leave you Yandere Ten (NCT)

13 why must you act as if I’m so much younger than you Yandere Jisung (NCT)

14 What if Yandere Jaemin wants to share me Yandere Haechan (NCT)

15 wouldn’t it be bothersome if I get pregnant and give birth? Yandere Jaehyun (NCT)

16 I know you want to sleep but I’ve prepared your favorite breakfast Yandere Hyungwon (Monsta X)

17 Can we talk? Yandere Jaemin (NCT) 🐏

18 it’s ok to treat me like a baby sometimes Yandere Jisung (NCT) 🌸

YandereTalks 81-161 (79 NCT, 1 Monsta X)

80 somehow enjoying anything without you feels wrong Yandere Taeyong (NCT) 🌼

79 I will not give in to you! Yandere Taeyong (NCT) 🤡

78 Oh no, he’s gonna be so mad! Yandere Jisung (NCT) 🌸

77 Can we watch memes? Yandere Taeyong (NCT) 🥓

76 if you really do love me then why do you leave to see other girls? Yandere Taeyong (NCT)

75 Would you take me to a movie theater? Yandere Kun (NCT) 🐝

74 you can literally have anyone in the world, why specifically me? Yandere Taeyong (NCT) 🤡

73 I love my work and if you can’t accept it, I will break up with you Yandere Taeyong (NCT)

72 I just stumbled and accidentally hit the kitchen counter when I went to the kitchen Yandere Johnny (NCT) 🐻

71 Would you maybe, perhaps, like to go out sometime..? Yandere Yuta (NCT)

70 i wanna do things to u + with u Yandere Yuta (NCT) 🧸

69 I’m not bad at pick-up lines Yandere Johnny (NCT) 🥓

68 that long hair in Wakey Wakey looks so good on you! Yandere Johnny (NCT)🥓

67 If you wanted to walk with me you should just asked Yandere XiaoJun (NCT)🦇

66 I have plans tonight Yandere XiaoJun (NCT)

65 Let’s talk later when we’re both calmer Yandere Taeyong (NCT) 🔪

64 I wanted to ask you what you actually meant with keeping me innocent Yandere Jaehyun (NCT)

63 Yandere Chenle, but you’re allowed to call me Birdie Yandere Chenle (NCT) 🌸

62 I just want to be able to hug and cuddle you more Yandere Mark (NCT) ☂️

61 can we please sit on the roof or on the balcony when it gets dark? Yandere Taeyong (NCT) 🌼

60 I think we need to end this, this relationship Yandere Wonho (Monsta X)

59 You are the yee to my haw Yandere Johnny (NCT) 🥓

58 people might find you intimidating but i’m more intrigued by you than anything else Yandere Johnny (NCT) 💌

57 your love for me is not stupid, cutie, i’m touched that you love me. Yandere WinWin (NCT)

56 why you are allowed to fuck other girls? If you don’t stop, I will go and do the same Yandere Taeyong (NCT)

55 can you please be more gentle with me…? I have lots of bruises and they hurt Yandere Mark (NCT)

54 I just watched a horror movie and now I’m scared Yandere Taeyong (NCT)

53 why did some girl stop me on my way to class to tell me she’s your soulmate? Yandere Lucas (NCT)

52 I come here a lot inbetween classes. Is your school around here too? Yandere RenJun (NCT) -Mayleigh

51 it would be fine for me to just have one night stand or quick fuck with someone, right? Yandere Taeyong (NCT)

50 are you leaving…? to some girl again…? will you at least come home tonight…? Yandere Taeyong (NCT) 🌼

49 i’ve been so lonely lately. nobody’s talking to me, but i only need you right? Yandere Jaehyun (NCT)

48 no one is talking to you why is that? Yandere Lucas (NCT) 🌙

47 I can defend myself. I’m not that weak Yandere Taeyong (NCT)

46 my brother said that you are a bad influence for me so I can’t spend my time with you anymore Yandere Kun (NCT)

45 Do you want to maybe.. be mine for tonight? I could have lots of fun with you Yandere Jungwoo (NCT) -3am

44 Uhhh.. hey babe… do you need something?? …………?Victim Jeno? (NCT) 🍡

43 you are the reason i’m still hanging on. i love you Yandere Kun (NCT) ✈️

42 Why do you keep me locked inside the house while you go out? Yandere Hendery (NCT) 🤡

41 I will do what you ask, it is anything in particular you would want from me? Yandere Kun (NCT) 🐝

40 i wanted to tell you that i think you’re stunning Yandere Yuta (NCT) 💸

39 I can contact my friends so they can come and help me clean, but I’ll need my phone back Yandere Kun (NCT) 🐝

38 we can cuddle and play video games Yandere Jisung (NCT) 🌸

37 Jisungie-ah~ you’re so cute~ do you want noona to eat ice cream with me? Yandere Jisung (NCT) 🥓

36 I’m so sorry, taeyong… you’re love of my life too Yandere Taeyong (NCT) 🌼

35 please let me go outside, I’ll do anything you want please Yandere Jaehyun (NCT) 😪

34 w-what are you gonna do to me? Yandere Taeyong (NCT)

33 Call you Mr. Cool? I can do that Yandere Chenle (NCT) 🌸

32 there’s no point in trying to hide when I can literally see you standing behind that tree Yandere XiaoJun (NCT) 🦇

31 How am I supposed to tutor you if you just stare off into space? Yandere XiaoJun (NCT)

30 you seemed lonely so I wanted to talk to you, but um… Why is everyone ignoring you? Yandere XiaoJun (NCT) 🐌

29 I’d show you affection much more if you weren’t so distant Yandere Mark (NCT) ☂️

28 I would rather become infertile than bear your child Yandere Taeyong (NCT)

27 I’m sorry I acted up like that.. It’s just that I need to get out of here Yandere Kun (NCT) 🦄

26 Sorry I drugged your drink last night, but it was for your own good Yandere Taeyong (NCT) 🔪

25 I’ll endure any punishment you give me, just d-don’t leave me Yandere Taeyong (NCT) 🌼

24 If you don’t let me go, I will find the way to escape and then I will go to police Yandere Taeyong (NCT)

23 It’s my parents soon and I was wondering if I could go see them? Yandere Johnny (NCT) 👼

22 my grandmother is the only relative i have… until she gets better, let me look after her Yandere Taeyong (NCT)

21 I’m leaving, and I’m calling the cops on you if you ever come closer to me Yandere Taeyong (NCT)

20 I’m scared that your going to leave me will you ever leave me? Yandere Ten (NCT)

19 I don’t know why but lately I’ve been craving you so bad Yandere Yuta (NCT)

18 If you don’t want to take me shopping, I’ll just ask someone else to do it Yandere WinWin (NCT)

17 i don’t really want a soulmate… love is just stupid…. Yandere WinWin (NCT)

16 i’ve noticed that not many people come to talk to you, so i’ll keep you company Yandere Johnny (NCT) 💌

15 let’s study together! I have this assignment and none of my friends are available Yandere Taeyong (NCT)

14 Can i please have female lover or sex partner aside from you Yandere Taeyong (NCT) 🤤

13 if you’re so Dom, what’s the reason behind the song Whiplash Yandere Taeyong (NCT)

12 I can beat these perverts’ useless ass in a second Yandere Taeyong (NCT) 🥓

11 I think I’m ready to sleep in bed with you Yandere Ten (NCT) 🐺

10 I’ve noticed that you come this cafe a lot too. Yandere RenJun (NCT)-Mayleigh

9 *lowkey wants to get many hickeys from yandere!taeyong* Yandere Taeyong (NCT) 🌼

8 If you can say the right words and beg the right way, I’ll let you out Yandere Jungwoo (NCT) ~wings

7 I’ll die starving and you will lose your favourite darling! Yandere Jaehyun (NCT) 🌼

6 Jaehyun, baby, daddy please I just wanna go outside please! Yandere Jaehyun (NCT) 😪

5 I get so scared whenever I have to go home this late Yandere RenJun (NCT) 🔮

4 please let me out of the house! It’s been 2 months! Yandere Taeyong (NCT)

3 he is just a friend! Why can’t I see him? Yandere Taeyong (NCT)

2 I thought you would understand Yandere Mark (NCT) 🐾

1 taeyong-ah! can I talk to haechan-ie a bit? he seems nice and wouldn’t hurt me… Yandere Taeyong (NCT) 🌼

YandereTalks 162-242 (66 nct/wayv, 5 mx, 4 skz, 3 ikon, 1 ateez,1 exo)

80 I was hiding in a parking lot after escaping from his house Yandere Yuta (NCT)

79 I didn’t know how much longer I can go on with this punishment Yandere Mark (NCT)🍓

78 I really really like you Yandere Jisung (NCT)🚀

77 I’m so tired of sitting inside you can hold my hand while we go outside Yandere Kun (NCT)🐧

76 *looks at the stanger* would you like to keep my number sir? Yandere Jeno (NCT)

75 I missed the train, I don’t know what to do Yandere Seonghwa (ATEEZ)

74 I can give you my number and tutor you if you want Yandere Jeno (NCT) 🦑

73 I haven’t eaten today… I’m so hungry Yandere Jisung (NCT)🌸

72 you’re obviously not in charge anymore Yandere Taeyong (NCT)🔪

71 please.. Don’t raise my punishment.15 is too much already Yandere Johnny (NCT)🐻

70 You ruined my friends birthday party Yandere Minhyuk (Monsta X)

69 Their study buddy talks with a friend Yandere Yuta & Yandere WinWin (NCT/WayV)🤠

68 wont hesitate to punch you if i need to. So just fucking let me go! Yandere Jisung (SKZ) ♠️

67 please not handcuffs or b-b-blindfold… I don’t wanna be alone Yandere Jisung (NCT) 🌸

66 I cant believe you think I should be ok with you cheating on me! Yandere Yuta (NCT)

65 Can I go visit my friends? It’s my birthday Yandere WinWin (NCT/WayV)

64 I’m home alone and I’m terrified of the dark Yandere Haechan (NCT)🎤

63 what do you want for your birthday? Yandere Taeyong (NCT) 🍦

62 i’ve heard rumors speculating that you’ve been sleeping around with other women Yandere Taeyong (NCT)

61 you make me want to do things to you. Would you like that? SUB!Yandere Taeyong (NCT)

60 I know I’m not allowed to go outside but can I please? I miss my friends! Yandere Taeyong (NCT)

59 I tried to untie myself but the ropes were too strong. “Hello?!” I yelled Yandere WooJin (Stray Kids)

58 please! mark me more, go out with me, please, something… I’m yours only Yandere Taeyong (NCT) 🌼

57 One of my friends told me that you threatened him yesterday Yandere Wonho (Monsta X)

56 pleaseee you never let me outside.. just for once and it’s only in the garden Yandere Kun (NCT) 🐧

55 We can always order if you want Yandere YangYang (NCT) 🥓

54 relationships like.. with love and all.. that doesn’t interest me Yandere Chenle (NCT) 🥓

53 I never wanted to make you jealous. I just wanted to surprise you Yandere Chanyeol (EXO) 🐃

52 this possessive attitude has to stop! Yandere XiaoJun (NCT) 🎼

51 Taeyong wishes he could be like yuta!!!!!! Yandere Yuta (NCT) 🧸

50 when will you show me to your family? i showed you to mine Yandere Taeyong (NCT)

49 cutie you are as cute as I am. You can’t deny that SUB!Yandere Taeyong (NCT)

48 What would I have to do to get your love and affection back? Yandere Jaemin (NCT)

47 I’m leaving. I already got a restraining order, so leave me alone Yandere Ten (NCT)

46 You look so hot when you glare at others Yandere Ju-ne (IKON)

45 I’m older than you. It’ll do you well if you found a girl your age Yandere Mark (NCT)

44 I got A on my last exam and I’m straight A student now! Yandere Taeyong (NCT)🌼 old post that was never linked

43 Last night was a mistake. We shouldn’t have– I think we shouldn’t see each other anymore Yandere WinWin (NCT)

42 Hello, how was your today strange man? Yandere WooJin (Stray Kids)

41 GET OFF ME, TAEYONG! when will you accept that I don’t like you! Stay away from me! Yandere Taeyong (NCT) 🌠

40 you can’t kiss me,I don’t want you to get flu Yandere Taeyong (NCT) 🌼

39 I dont really like you in that way. But we can still be friends Yandere Jisung (Stray Kids) ♠️

38 I’m really sorry that I lied. But please, don’t punish me again Yandere Johnny (NCT) 🐻

37 if you want me to stop being mad at you you’ll get on your knees and beg for it SUB!Yandere Taeyong (NCT)

36 I broke up with you already two years ago, leave me alone! Yandere Kihyun (Monsta X)

35 can I kiss you… and would you please give me my colar back? Yandere Hyungwon (Monsta X)

34 what kind of p-punishment is it this time? Yandere Jisung (NCT) 🌸

33 I could overpower them, I guess that’s why they need chains and mind games Yandere Taeyong (NCT)

32 it’s really uncomfortable for me to wear collar at all times, could you please remove it Yandere Ten (NCT) 🤤

31 I have a fear of any physical contact from male i just want some space for myself Yandere Ten (NCT)

30 ya don’t have to act all aggressive for me to see you as my protector Yandere Lucas (NCT) 🦑

29 yandere!yuta is so rude to my master! he isn’t such a man whore Yandere Taeyong (NCT) 🌼

28 Not only did you ruin dinner but you made my friend uncomfortable! Yandere XiaoJun (NCT) 🎼

27 I’m gonna go out w/ my friends its one of my best friends bachelorette party SUB!Yandere Taeyong (NCT) 👒

26 you are gonna leave me with no water? Yandere Doyoung (NCT) 🔫

25 I’m sorry for being a brat earlier.. I’ll do anything to make up for it Yandere Mark (NCT) 🍓

24 Okay I’m not gonna cook but.. why would I try to kill you? Yandere YangYang (NCT) 🥓

23 get it you want to show me of as yours but are all those hickeys really necessary? Yandere DK (IKON)

22 You never seem to respond to my texts or calls anymore… Do you not like me anymore? Yandere Jaemin (NCT)

21 you’re so cute begging for my attention, what a cutie SUB!yandere Taeyong (NCT)

20 thank you for making me a better person Yandere Taeyong (NCT) 🌼

19 Oh well my parents are calling me so I..uhhh…I gotta go but maybe I’ll see you later Yandere Haechan (NCT) 🌑

18 you don’t sleep with other girls like taeyong, right? Yandere Yuta (NCT) 🧸

17 I know what I did was bad, and I wasn’t thinking because I was mad Yandere Jisung (NCT) 🌸

16 I didn’t mean to make you worry… The bruise is not that bad. Yandere Johnny (NCT) 🐻

15 I-im sorry Kun, I shouldn’t have kissed you, if you want to punish me I will understand Yandere Kun (NCT) 🐝

14 what if in the end, I don’t fall in love for you? Yandere Lucas (NCT)

13 I’m not your fucking slave! I want to leave!… I’m leaving! Yandere Yuta (NCT)

12 I’m scared of the storm, could you talk to me about something the you love to distract me Yandere Taeyong (NCT)

11 I willingly left my family and friends for you and you’re not sure about my feelings? Yandere Taeyong (NCT) 🌼

10 what the fuck is this is room Wonho?! Yandere Wonho (Monsta X)

9 I don’t know why you forced me to move in! I have my own house Yandere Bobby (IKON) 🐃

8 if you are actually dating that girl, I’m fine with backing off Yandere Lucas (NCT)🦑

7 I don’t want to have kids Yandere Yuta (NCT)

6 A friend of mine came into town and we are going to have dinner together Yandere XiaoJun (NCT) 🎼

5 can you please just let go of me so I can take a bath without you? Yandere Jungwoo (NCT)

4 I think you completely broke me Yandere Taeyong (NCT) 🌼

3 I’m so sorry babe, but I broke your phone dropping in the water Yandere Doyoung (NCT) 🔫

2 would you let me cook for you tonight? Yandere YangYang (NCT) 🥓

1 where have all of your friends gone?… Are we alone? Yandere Haechan (NCT)

YandereTalks 243-323 (……………….)

12 I’ll have to punish you for looking at me like that Yandere Taeyong (NCT)🔪

11 what’s that room on the 2nd floor?and why did I hear voices coming from the basement Yandere Kun (NCT/WayV)🐧

10 I know that you’re mad at me at failing my exam Yandere Kun (NCT/WayV)🦚

9 get OFF ME! You can’t throw me and NOT expect me to get hurt Yandere WinWin (NCT/WayV)🦑🔮

8 could you hook me up with RenJun Yandere haechan (NCT)💞

7 HELP ANYONE PLEASE, Haechan why are you doing this WHY Yandere Haechan (NCT)🌑

6 Talking to a friend, forgetting about studying Yandere Yuta & Yandere WinWin (NCT/WayV)🤠

5 We can study at mine, it’s not to far from here anyways Yandere Jeno (NCT)🦑

4 I’ll take the punishment like a good s/o Yandere Jisung (NCT)🌸

3 I-I promise I didn’t go anywhere Yandere Kino (Pentagon) 😼

2 choose something for yourseeeelf, it’s yoooour birthday, not miiiine Yandere Taeyong (NCT)🌼

1 Do you like shrimp or steak more? I am making you dinner Yandere Jay (IKON)

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NCT 127 — Their Black S/O Gets Disrespected By Their Friend Because Of Their Race. (Jaehyun, WinWin, Jungwoo, Mark, Haechan)

(Taeil, Johnny, Taeyong, Doyoung, and Yuta Version)

Request:👋🏾 I was wondering if you could do a reaction for 127 on how they’d react after seeing a friend disrespect their s/o for their race??? (or a friend of the s/o disrespects the member for their race, however you see fit) no rush either😘

Jaehyun:

He knew when his friends got drunk, they could get a little rowdy. Truthfully he was having second thoughts about bringing you around them in such a setting, but you were so excited. All week you had been talking about how you couldn’t wait to meet them and let them know you were his soulmate. Allow them to see you weren’t here to play him if they were having those thoughts.

It all started with a sly comment from one of the boys. You were in the bathroom, so his reaction was way different than he would realize it should’ve been.

“She’s so bad.” They said.

“Trust me, I know.”

“She got a nice ass too.”

All he did was punch his friend, clearly disgusted but appalled so much so that he couldn’t move.

“Shut the hell up.” He spoke, but quieted down when he saw you coming back.

The way he looked at you, you knew something was wrong, but it wasn’t what you assumed.

“Well Y/N, I tried to compliment you about how nice you look, but since Jaehyun doesn’t like that, I guess I’ll let you know that you need to take that hair out. It looks old.” He seethes, walking away in drunken anger.

“What did you just say? Come back here, pussy. Say it again.” Jaehyun is aflame. He knew he shouldn’t have brought you here. The fact that you had to hear that made him absolutely sick. He was two seconds away from punching him right in the back of the head before he felt your hands on him.

“Baby, calm down. Calm down.” You shush him, pressing your lips to his shoulder. “Don’t let it get to you.”

He hated this about you. Well, he hated that he couldn’t be like you. He could never ignore the negativity.”

“Come on.” You utter, taking his hand and leading him out.

Winwin:

He didn’t know why he wasn’t worried about you meeting his family. Maybe his love for you truly did blind him. You were just so amazing. The perfect woman and words really couldn’t describe the power you held over him.

As the two of you sat down, you both could sense the awkward air of the dinner table. As your boyfriend talked to his parents you slid him a text.

— You didn’t tell them I was black did you...

— I didn’t think it was something they needed to know. It doesn’t matter.

— I know it doesn’t matter to you baby, but I think it does to them. :(

“Y/N has been really enjoying China.” He speaks up after seeing your last message. He grabs your hand that was hiding from under the table and places your held hands on display for everyone to see.

“And I am so happy to be here right now. Winwin always talks about how much he misses you guys.” You add on, smiling brightly at their dull faces.

“Really? He hasn’t been home in forever.” His mother speaks.

“And don’t think we don’t know what you’re doing. We know how you black people are—always trying to use someone for money so you don’t have to get on welfare back home.”

You choked on your food immediately, unable to hold in your cough. “Woah.” You were able to breathe out. “I’m sorry you’ve been fed false truths about my people.”

“Don’t try and disrespect me in my own house. To be exact, get out.” His mother spits, and you don’t hesitate to take her advice. Mother or not your temper didn’t wait for anyone, and you didn’t want to do anything drastic.

Sicheng was always a well mannered boy who saw his parents as the greatest people he knew. Today, he was very much so proven wrong. “You guys are disgusting. I don’t even know who I’m looking at right now.” His voice shakes as he can’t believe he put you in position to hear words like those. “My girlfriend is African American, and she is beautiful. She’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever known and I want to marry her. I’m going to marry her.” He says with confidence. “And if you don’t apologize in the next 24 hours know you lost a son.” He finishes before storming out to run after you.

Jungwoo:

Neither of you liked parties. You both knew in the back of your mind that you would much rather be cuddled up on your couch or in your bed watching a movie or making the movie watch you.

It was loud in here, and you knew you shouldn’t have been drinking, but it had been awhile. You also knew Jungwoo had your back. The two of you had been in the corner for the majority of the body party, and for just a few seconds did Jungwoo step away to use the bathroom. A few seconds.

“Damn.” You hear a voice say.

Maybe you shouldn’t have froze. But at the same time, you were praying he wasn’t talking to you. When you feel his hand on your exposed lower back, you immediately back into the corner.

“I have a boyfriend.” You say clearly even through your tipsy state.

“Is he here? I don’t see anybody.” He’s getting closer and you can feel his breath on you. You can’t move. He’s blocking you from doing so. “Look, girls like you kill to be with a guy like me?”

“What do you mean girls like me? You don’t even know me.”

“I know you’re black. And all you black girls are the same. You come to Korea begging for this attention, but when we give it to you, you get all scared.”

You knew you had to defend yourself. You were raised to do so. But Jungwoo got to him first. He pushes the guy on the ground and he’s obviously drunk because he doesn’t even try to fight back. He hit the floor hard too as it grabbed everyone’s attention.

“Baby are you okay?” He questions as he cups your face into his hands, kissing your gently.

“I wanna leave.” You whisper, tears dripping from your cheeks from the fear you didn’t realize you had experienced. “Don’t worry about him just take me home please.”

“Okay okay.” He assures. He so badly wants to beat the shit out of the piece of shit who just ruined your night, but he knows every tone of your voice. He knows you really don’t want him to do anything. You just want him.

Mark:

As bad as it was, you and Mark were eachother’s only friends. He had people who he would communicate with from time to time, but in his eyes, a friend was someone who you trusted with your whole being. You were that person for him and quite frankly he didn’t need anyone else.

Of course he wanted to see his friends in Canada. He hadn’t seen them in too long, and he can remember all the good times. Subways with the boys, school with the boys, they were his boys. Secretly, the two of you met up in Vancouver where SuperM was touring and of course he brought you with him to meet up with his friends. He trusted them enough to not accidentally mention any details of you being there, and he would be sure to remind them 1000x anyway.

Everything was okay. His friends were telling you about all of the crazy things he used to do—say.

“You know it’s crazy. I never would’ve thought Mark would be dating a black girl.” One of them said. It made you uncomfortable, and you unconsciously leaned into your boyfriends hold, but you had hopes that he would clean it up. In some way shape or form, you wanted that to happen.

“Why do you say that?” Mark says in confusion.

“I don’t know. I just feel like you could do better. Like at least get a white girl and secure the bag bro.” He jokes, but Mark isn’t laughing. Your boyfriend was not one to mess with when he was pissed off and it was very clear right now. Especially when it came to you did he not play.

“I promise you that Mark did indeed secure the bag with me, honey.” You chuckle knowing he woke the beast.

“The fact that you just said that dumb shit to me, infront of my girl is proof that I should smack the shit out of you right now. I swear to God.” Mark seethes. He’s standing up now, but you can tell he’s fighting saying so many more things.

“Aye chill, Mark. He was just joking.”

“Is anybody laughing? Because I’m not. She’s not. Apologize.”

“What? For a joke?”

“Apologize.” He says in a low voice.

“I’m—I’m sorry.” He stumbles, and right after is Mark taking your hand and leading you out of the restaurant.

Haechan:

It was obvious that they were trying very hard to impress you. The overly loud rap music. The slang that they were throwing at you in hopes that you would see them in...you didn’t know what. But you didn’t mind. It was better than being rude to you. At the same time though, you couldn’t help but to think that this was Haechan’s idea. That he told them to act a little more seasoned for your arrival.

“Haechan.” You questioned quietely as his friends were rowdy and couldn’t hear you. “Did you tell them to do this?”

“What do you mean?”

“Never mind.” You say, and you can tell he wants to hear more, but doesn’t press on the issue further.

“So Y/N, what’s it like being black?” One of them asks over the loud music. “Like how does it feel?”

“Um...I don’t know. Oppressed.” You dark humor, and your boyfriend laughs, but the guy doesn’t seem impressed.

“This is what I don’t understand about you guys. I mean, even with the black lives matter stuff. I feel like y’all want to be oppressed.”

“Me knowing that as a black woman I’m oppressed does not equal me wanting to be. As people of color we all have our own issues and we would be extremely stupid to try to ignore these factors just because we don’t want it to be that way. Me and my people have targets on our backs whether we like it or not.”

“And you of all people should understand that.” Haechan adds. “You’re sitting here trying to be black and look cool to my girlfriend to then turn around and disrespect her race and try to make her feel invalid for her very valid feelings. Get on the internet or read a damn book you fucking idiot. This isn’t a fairytale. You know what, Iets go baby. Can’t believe this shit.” He spits, standing up promptly.

“Period.” You scoff, slamming the chair into the table on your way out.

“Were you going to ask me did I ask them to act like that?” He questions when you two get outside.

“Yes.” You admit.

“I would never. I promise and I’m so sorry all of the just happened. I’m so so sorry.”

[kacchand]

naturally

✢ genre: hogwarts!au, soulmates!au and lots of nct!bro moments

✢ member: nct kim doyoung x reader

✢ word count: 6,500 (oops but trust me the pacing isn’t slow)

✢ summary: doyoung didn’t like the idea of soulmates. and it largely had to do with his dislike of anyone telling him what to do.

but when he finds you, someone he genuinely likes, the idea of you not being his soulmate might just get in the way. christ this boy is stubborn. 

✢ warnings: none. except that maybe you’ll start longing for something so casually cute in your own life

✢ a/n: hello!!! reposting this and now taking in requests!

~

Doyoung didn’t like the idea of soulmates. And it largely had to do with his dislike of anyone telling him what to do.

He found it annoying – how he wasn’t allowed to choose. To add to that, the only way he’d ever find out who his soulmate was, was by finding his matching mark. Was he supposed to live his life looking for someone with a leaf tattooed somewhere on their body? There was enough mystery in the wizarding world to last a lifetime, and he didn’t like his love life being tossed into the equation.

Easy enough for him, though, it shouldn’t be too hard to look for since it was right on his neck. Commonplace is that soulmates have it on matching places, but he was sure with his luck he’d be one of the exceptions.

“I don’t see why you’re so obsessed with it all. Just go with the flow,” Ten remarked cockily, flicking his vivid green collar back as he steadied himself.

Yuta scoffed. “Doyoung? Going with the flow? Of all the things that’s ever come out of your big mouth, that has got to be the most impossible, yet.”

“What’s impossible is thinking some spell is going to tell you whoever your soulmate is,” Ten piped, his smirk matching Yuta’s. “You’re absolutely deluded, Yongie.”

The wizard mentioned was starting to get irritated and his stress lines were beginning to show again. “Don’t give me more of a headache. If this is so impossible, why bother volunteering as my test subjects?”

They looked to each other and shrugged simultaneously, “‘Cuz it’s fun.”

“Whatever. Just do what I told you earlier,” he shook his head. He had to focus on the task at hand, if he were to get annoyed each time they’d try him, this would never end.

Putting his wand up in the air, he waved it at them, furrowing his brows as he recited the enchanted words. For a moment, they all stood still as a ray of light shot out from the tip of his Phoenix feather wand, encircling through the room in spurts before splitting, bursting into his test subjects’ chests. As each bolt hit their targets, eliciting small grunts of surprise, Doyoung watched in anticipation as different colours erupted.

“Merlin’s beard, is this one going to work?” Yuta gaped at the purple wisps fluttering at his nose.

It was promising. But, it was a bust.

Doyoung slouched, lowering his wand to his side when the light faltered, and eventually diminished.

“You sure this isn’t a spell to find out my future lover’s favourite colour? Because, if we’re being honest, I’m not sure I want to end up with someone whose favourite colour is neon orange,” Ten sneered, following Doyoung as he stormed out of the empty classroom. “Kinda tacky, if you ask me.”

Yuta skipped forward, faced them as he galloped backwards. With a mischievous smile, he poked at Ten, “Johnny’s favourite colour is neon orange.”

“But so is Hendery’s,” Doyoung smirked, and for the first time in the afternoon, Ten had shut up.

~

Doyoung couldn’t get over it. He was so close. Maybe he just needed to go deeper into the Forbidden section. (what a way of thinking)

He stood before his mirror, fiddling with the ends of his turtleneck. Unfolded, he could spot the small Slytherin-green leaf stem tattooed along his skin.

“As much as I hate to admit it – Ten has a point,” his roommate, Jaehyun, leaned by the mirror. His eyes followed Doyoung’s fingers, trailed its gaze along the mark. He was one of the chosen few that’s ever seen the thing. As much as Doyoung obsessed over finding his match, he was ironically persistent on leaving it up to fate.

To understand Doyoung, Jaehyun could only wish.

“If you hate it so much, don’t admit it. I’d rather piss off a hippogriff than give that pixie the satisfaction,” Doyoung muttered, rolling his collar back up, tucking it underneath a scarf.

Jaehyun chuckled. “Alright. Still, you’ve never told us why you care so much about finding your soulmate.”

Jaehyun walked to the door, held it open, and waited against it as Doyoung grabbed his books. An emotion flickered in Doyoung’s eyes, and Jaehyun was too quick to miss it.  

Stubbornly, Doyoung frowned. “Because I don’t.”

And out he strode. Drooping his head in defeat, Jaehyun kicked the door closed behind him, tossing his keys in hand. “I don’t know who you’re trying to fool, Kim Doyoung.”

~

“I think I’m starting to understand,” Yuta conspired, nodding to himself in self-satisfaction. He jumped up with a radiant smile on his lips, eager to share his news to the rest of the boys underneath the (not whomping) willow tree. “Doyoung, over here, doesn’t like wasting time.”

“And it only took you 54 times of being late for you to realize that.”

Yuta shushed the other, maintaining his beaming smile. “Hear me out.”

Despite knowing what was to come out of his mouth was likely bull, eyes gathered reluctantly to the man on the main stage. “He so badly wants to know who his soulmate is because he doesn’t like wasting time! If he doesn’t know exactly who it is, he’ll have to keep putting effort in relationships that might not be the one!”

Doyoung tried not to flinch.

Their attention was now fully in Yuta’s manicured hands.

“Okay. I’m listening,” Taeyong giggled, swinging his feet from the branch he balanced on.

“So, in order to most efficiently use his time, Doyoung has to find his soulmate so he doesn’t have to stress about wasted effort on a person he doesn’t really love!” Yuta finished strongly, earning the approving nods from all around. It was like an episode of Buzzfeed Unsolved – almost completely baseless yet amusing.

Bowing, Yuta flipped his pink-ish hair, continuously dropping his torso as the crowd continued to appreciate him.

Jaehyun chuckled, throwing a book to the Slytherin. “You make him sound like he’s doing this for business hours,” his eyes flickered to Doyoung’s empty stare, “Besides, I’m sure you think the same, Nakamoto. So, let’s lay off.”

With the chuckling dying down and the topic switching to what was for dinner, Doyoung was finally able to think. They could laugh and laugh, but his one-track mind was set on another book down the Forbidden aisles in the library and he wasn’t going to stop until a spell worked.

~

This soulmate search was relatively new, but the boys weren’t surprised about Doyoung’s focus on it – he often got too carried away with anything he did.

With most of them in class, or trying desperately to pass their O.W.L.S., Jaehyun was the only one who had the time to accompany Doyoung to his library trips. After all, Jaehyun was a prefect – only second to the rabbit-nosed boy who had his rabbit-nose dug into the latest copy of “Love and Other Drugs” by the Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes, no less.

“Thanks for telling them to back off. It was getting out of hand,” Doyoung muttered, his volume only a whisper to the quiet murmur of the library.  

Jaehyun chuckled, nudged his side. Doyoung and his tsundere moments.

“No problem. Yuta’s just cocky ‘cause he’s already found his,” Jaehyun looked back, both of them reminiscing to the first time Yuta had seen the matching arrow on Winwin’s finger. ‘Twas the biggest ‘no homo’ of the century (but they all knew what it really meant). “I’ll help you find yours, bud.”

Doyoung met his gaze. It wasn’t something you could get used to – seeing the vulnerability in Doyoung’s eyes, not when he carried himself with a high chin and straightened shoulders at all times. For someone so mighty, he appreciated the little things. Things like little loyal comments of reassurance. He was also less secure than he’d let on, contrast to the older brother figure he tended to play. This soulmate thing was just a confirmation of what Jaehyun already knew – Doyoung wanted love and was ready to give it.

In a way, Yuta was right – but just as he usually is, he was also incredibly way off target. Doyoung didn’t want to waste time, correct. But only because he was ready to spend every waking moment with someone he loved, give his love to someone he knew was worthy of giving it too. That boy was careful with his heart.

But of course, there was no way Jaehyun would make him aware he knew of that information.

“But first,” Jaehyun picked up the stack he’d put aside, “we’ll have to get these checked out. Hopefully, whoever’s at the front isn’t cranky or we’re going to have some trouble getting some of these restricted options out.”

The two mannequin-esque figures strode through the library like it was a carpeted runway, stopping at the front desk. And you were there, hair pulled up with small fringes falling down your forehead, wrinkles along your face as you reiterated to your junior that using a mandrake as an alarm to prank his friend wasn’t ‘harmless fun’.  

You pinched your nose between your fingers, closed your eyes as the boy stared at you vacantly. “Listen, I know you two get up to some delightful antics,” you tilted your head, “but Jisung, I don’t think that’s as innocuous as you think it is.”

The younger boy dropped the book in his hands tenderly, a crestfallen expression donning his face as he looked once more to the screeching mandrake animated on the page. You chuckled, grabbed his cheek before nudging him away.

Shrugging, in a moment’s time the younger boy let it go. “Fine. I’ll be back with my next ideas, then. Thanks anyways, Y/N!”

Shaking your head, you filed the book into your unsorted stack behind you, waved as he ran swiftly through the hall, steps echoing. “Scurry off! I don’t want to see you or Chenle at the Hospital Wing because of your bright ideas!”

Jaehyun lightly knocked on the wood, your eyes averting to the tall figures opposite your table. “Hey.”

“Oh! Hey,” you smiled. Your black and yellow robes sheened under the colourful wisps of light that sorted the books in their shelves, soaring way over the heads of students walking by. “Got quite the bundle of books there.”

Jaehyun piled them on the countertop. “Hoping to have read all the books in here before we graduate,” he said triumphantly.

You giggled, lifting the books with the wave of your wand. “May I know the borrower?”

“Do—”

To Jaehyun’s surprise, the boy wasn’t completely engrossed in his book, finding that Doyoung was actually paying great attention to you, Doyoung’s hand having stopped him from finishing his name. If he wasn’t mistaken, he’d even think there was mild interest in Doyoung’s stare.

“Kim Doyoung, Gryffindor,” he stated, sternly, concise and accurate.  

You shook your head, your effortless smile increasingly affecting Doyoung’s features. “I mean, you could’ve just said ‘me’ or something. Doyoung, I’ve known you for like, six years.”

“If the goal is to read everything in here, is the first goal to finish all of the—" you read the titles, raising a brow, “soulmate and love related ones first?”

“Listen, I don’t need to hear more judgement about it—”

“No! Don’t misunderstand,” you waved your hand, in turn, making his jaw unclench and neck relax. “I just didn’t think many other people were interested in such a subject. Jungwoo’s been calling me a conservative old fart for thinking so much about it.”

“Oh.”

Jaehyun watched in amusement as Doyoung’s steady façade faltered. “Well, then you’ve got the perfect person here to chat about it. Ask Yuta and he’ll tell you how much Doyoung’s been plagued with the notion.”

“I wouldn’t have guessed.” You beamed at him, pushing back a fallen hair strand.

A nervous haze cruised over Doyoung, seemingly obscuring him from forming proper words – uncommon for the highly opinionated speaker. He was so distracted by the jiggles of the curls framing your hair, he almost forgot to reply. “I-I suppose you could say I know a few things.”

“Well, if you ever feel the need to know more than a few things, let me know.”

Jaehyun wanted to rub his eyes, double check to see if maybe someone had slipped something down his breakfast, because there was a pink tint tainting Doyoung’s cheeks that wasn’t there previously.  

Jaehyun cleared his throat, grunted as he heaved the last book on his stack. “Uh, you’ve been part-timing quite a bit, ____. Hogwarts down on staff?”

Your eyes flickered to the other Gryffindor, suddenly aware of your surroundings. “Oh, that,” you blinked back to Doyoung, “Nah, I’m just trying to get a good word in with the superiors. This is a world of making connections, my friend.”

“Ah, I see,” Jaehyun chuckled, still feeling put aside despite your genuine answer, but not as disappointed thanks to the live entertainment of a baffled Doyoung.

“I’ve even started volunteering at the hospital wing.”

“Really?”

“What can I say? I’m a pretty well-rounded gal,” you admitted, jokingly, putting a chirpy hand on your hip.

Jaehyun turned his attention to the raven-haired boy, his dimples reappearing with his knowing smile. Everything Doyoung heard was going through one ear and out the other. “You sure are. Wouldn’t you agree, Doyoung?” He nudged his side, ushering him forward.

His lips moving without command, Doyoung stared back vacantly. The rounded parts of you that danced around his head weren’t necessarily ones of your well-balanced personality. “She sure is.”

Put out of his trance at the sound of his name, seconds after it’d already been said, he blinked back at his snickering company. You blushed at how Doyoung was so evidently immersed in staring at you, his words sounding genuine even to Jaehyun. Still, you just shook your head and took his flirting lightly, and went back to the person next in line.

The embarrassment only caught up once they’d entered the halls.

“Ow! What was that for?” Jaehyun glowered, eyes still retaining its smile.

“You know very well that was for,” Doyoung power walked ahead of him, his robe trailing in the wind behind him.

“Someone’s knickers are in a twist.”

~

The search went on, and no distractions were to be tolerated.

Doyoung devoured information through books in instants, flinging through pages to skim through the next one. He wanted things faster, accurate – more efficient. Desperate for answers. Which is, of course, the only reason he made excessive trips to the library – for more books.

Every busted spell, he’d find himself back where he was now, crouched at a table in a vacant row, nose buried in pages, yet finding himself looking over his shoulder every so often.

“You never took me up on my deal,” you whispered from behind him, startling him enough to have a small shriek escape his lips. It might’ve been the lighting but from his view, but he could only spot your dancing silhouette against the afternoon Sun.

He struggled to find words, rummaging through excuses as you stared back expectantly. “Sorry, I forgot—No, I didn’t. I just didn’t want to bother and um—”

His pacing heart only ebbed when a pert grin split on your face – only to feel like his pulse was coming to a halt at the dimples that stretched your cheeks.

“Well, I’m telling you now that it’s not a bother at all.”

You treaded to the seat across him, asked politely, and plotted yourself with your face buried in your palms, arms propped against the table. “You have a soulmate mark?” You inquired, receiving a curt nod as an answer. “Ah, so it’s a secret.”

“Have it your way, then. I won’t tell you mine either,” you grinned.

“No one’s seen it, so please don’t be offended.”

Doyoung’s fingers twitched to his neck as you flashed another smile at him, shooting pleasant shivers down his spine like a zing! of lightning.

“I’m sure it’s not as pretty as mine,” you gloated, your sweet eyes contrasting your daring tone. He’d always wondered how you didn’t end up as a Gryffindor.

“You know,” you paused, taking care to have his attention – not that that wasn’t already yours, “soulmates are something we’ve got in common with muggles. Though they can’t see the marks like we do, a handful of them still believe in it.”

Abruptly, you shuffled, scrambled for your bag, produced a load of three books within your hands. The way your eyes sparkled as you fluttered through the pages reminded him of the light emitted from the moon – gentle, tender, invasive only in the way that it clawed at a piece of his heart the longer he stared.

“They don’t know their definite fate. And in that is the most beautiful thing – it’s the largest leap of faith any could take, really. Instead of seeing, I don’t know,” your eyes searched the room, “a heart on their wrist, they have to rely completely on a gut feeling.”

You spoke with such fervent emotions, it was hard not to absorb each word that left your soft-looking, pink mouth. “Us, we have soulmarks,” you explained, “Which, I think, is much more convenient.”

He tried not to notice how Yuta’s words resonated in an echo to what he thought Doyoung’s perspective was, his lips twisting into a genuine grin. “And those books?”

“Oh, right.” You pushed it up for him to see, “I thought you’d need more references.” Whipping out a floating list with your wand, you procured books he’d gone through in the past two weeks. Perks of being a librarian’s assistant. “I don’t think we’ve got many left.”

“Do you always carry those around or are those just for me?” he jabbed, half-heartedly hoping the latter was true.

“No, and yes.” You took a moment, grin twisted crookedly, eyebrow raised. “Why? You like the idea of me thinking about you a lot?”

“Wouldn’t mind actually,” he admitted, breaking his own thoughts in surprise.

You stirred, head jerked up with a shocked delight painted on your features. “I like your style, Kim Doyoung,” you lifted yourself off the stool, slung your backpack on one shoulder. “It’s just, next time, don’t make me come looking for you.”

“You’re going?”

You peaked over your shoulder, chuckling to yourself. “And so should you. I don’t suppose Professor Flitwick is going to appreciate his favourite student being late.”

Doyoung read the 10:37 blaring on the grandfather clock, his tailored robes ruffling with his urgency as he scattered the contents of the table into his satchel, jogging down beside you with a flutter in his stomach that erupted when you bumped arms.

~

If he knew why he was walking up to the library, knowing well that it was about to close, and that all other students were rushing back to the dorms, Doyoung probably wouldn’t be doing it. But because he’d so perfected the art of denial, he’d convinced himself that it was because he’d forgotten his pen.

And of course, you’d so happened to be there.

“Oh. Doyoung,” you smiled, flashing him your pearly whites just as you did for everyone.

Sometimes, he liked to think you had a smile reserved for him. Sometimes, he wasn’t wrong.

“____,” he replied. “I’ve finished all the books you’ve given me from the last time.”

You walked out the front desk, shutting the mini gate behind you. Astonishment on your features, you struggled to replay his words. “That’s why you’re here.”

He nodded, confidently, pushing and pulling in breaths to conjure up the courage to talk to you without stuttering like an idiot. After weeks of consistent relaying and charming small talk, he’d finally gained the confidence to put a flirtatious note in his words and he wasn’t going to lose it after one night of cold feet.

You carded a hair out of your face, letting him a look at your beauty. He was sure you looked tired, but there was a nagging in his head shouting that you were too pretty for someone who was tired – whatever that meant.

“That and um, I’m taking over Jaehyun’s duties as Prefect today, and am therefore obliged to accompany you to your common room,” he smiled, flashing you his own crooked smile.

“Alright,” you walked at his pace, looking down at your obvious foot size difference. “But shouldn’t you be leading the first years first?”

He scoffed, inching close enough for your shoulders to bump. “Those kids can get lost.”

You laughed, eyes crinkling at the ends. “So much for a prefect.”

“Oh, they’ll manage.”

The night carried on, filled with laughter and pitted jokes to the other. Sometime between the Sun setting and the moon rising, you’d found yourselves on the courtyard, using a fanned out bush to hide from patrolling teachers.

“You’ve been practicing the spells?” You beamed at him, smile everlastingly reaching your eyes. “Who in Merlin’s beard would volunteer as your target practice?”

“All o’ them,” he stated, only to have you chuckle in disbelief. “That’s not the worst thing we’ve done, so this is no way out of bounds.”

“That so?”

“They’ve dragged me into lots of things. After hearing about Animagus – Animagi is it? Whatever. When Yuta heard about it in 4th year, he just couldn’t wait to turn into a peacock of all things,” Doyoung loosened the knuckle white grip he had on his coat as your melancholic laughter continued to roar out into the night. “Safe to say he unfortunately isn’t a peacock, though.”

“And what did you want to be?” you quipped.

He leaned on the wall, crossed his arms. “I wanted to be a tiger. Much cooler than some bird,” he explained, matter-of-factly. “Cats eats birds, and all a tiger is, is a bad ass cat.”

Soon enough, a lit wand flashed your way and you ducked beneath the cemented walls, disrupting your chatting session under the sky. You couldn’t help giggling as Doyoung procured jelly beans to throw in the other direction. Somehow, his plan worked. One “take my hand” later and your pampered hand was in his, being dragged down to the kitchens where your common room was by.

Doyoung blamed the heat of his hand on the adrenaline rush, and not the image of your warm, delicate hand in his.

He halted in a corner, wedging you both into a blind spot from all corners but the entrance of your dorm.

And then he noticed your proximity.

You were within a breath’s distance. From here, he could spot a flicker of glitter on your eyelash, sparkling as you batted it away. The hammering in his chest seemingly pounded itself to get closer to you, and he was honestly scared it would try.

You turned back, eyes throbbing with adrenaline. “Quick thinking, Mr. Prefect. Got me straight to my common room.”

A shell of a smile broke onto his face as you patted the space beside you, “So, would you like to explain to me why you’re on such a search? Never would’ve guessed that was your main priority right now. Thought it’d be something like studying.”

He scoffed. “You say that derogatively.”

You scoffed back, met his eyeline. “I meant it derogatively.”

“Well, since you asked so nicely, I’ll tell you,” he said lowly, voice languid and gentle. “I’m impatient.”

You stared blankly, confusion overtaking your features. Anybody who knew 11-year-old Doyoung would know he was impatient – he defined the word.

“I don’t like waiting and I’m not going to wait for fate to tell me what to do.”

You stifled a laugh, rolled your eyes. “That’s what it is? You don’t like people telling you what to do? Oddly enough, I can’t think of anything that would suit you more,” you sneered, picked mockingly at his gold and maroon shimmering robe.

“That’s what I’d tell my friends,” he paused, drew his lips into a line. “The whole truth is though, I really just want to know who they are. I want to see if it’s all true, the feelings that rush through you, and the endless, unconditional pining that overtakes your complete being for them. How they’re all you’ll ever need to be satisfied. I’ve read it in all the books. Can’t find that out till I meet them.”

He couldn’t read what your eyes were saying but if he had to guess, he’d say they were awestruck, mirroring the shimmering lights of the basements as you blinked sluggishly. “It’s stupid, but that’s the vulnerable truth.”

You scuttled closer, slipped the collar of his robe between your fingers. “If that’s the case, then I think you’re more of a Hufflepuff than you let on,” you beamed at him, meeting the vacant stare that shot from his eyes. “Kind, warm, filled with love,” you trailed your finger down the outline of his face, “That or you’re just really good at sweet talking me.”

Your finger stung on his skin. Doyoung was biting the corner of his lip until he struck blood, result of staring at your – your plush lips that so tunneled his vision. “I’d like to think it’s a fair mix of both.”

And he was about to lean in, tilting his head to meet yours, his nose overwhelmed by the sweet watermelon scent that could only come in bottles, hesitating with only a second left before your lips braised his.

This was a risk he wasn’t sure he was willing to take. This wasn’t what he’d planned – he had no clue if you were his soulmate or not, and that could be dangerous.

Swiftly, he went over your features, scanning for the familiar olive branch on your neck, eyes frantic and desperate, only to find none. Regret loomed over him, filled the pits of his stomach with malice, left him wishing he could take it back, but the moment of hesitance was enough to put you off.

You jerked up, chin held high, jaw clenched. Your once vibrant eyes radiated animosity, vacant, sore and bare.

“I think I heard some footsteps. Better to go in,” you opened your mouth, as if to say something, but then seem to think better of it. With a sigh, you kept your head lowered, like you were terrified to look up. “Good night, Doyoung.”

You sounded shattered. And he was the cause. In all his life, he’d never felt lower.

If you’d stayed just a second longer, you would’ve heard the crack of his foot against the wall he’d just kicked and the painful yelp he’d screamed after.

~

As a Gryffindor, Doyoung felt anything but brave. His suave composure didn’t seem to extend to apologizing to fantastic, sarcastic, women with infectious honey smiles.

“Jaehyun, I think I love her,” nothing but tenderness in his whisper.

Without missing a heartbeat, Jaehyun was quick to answer. “Bud, I know you do.”

~

The autumn chill creeped up Hogwarts’ windowsills, wind howled through the halls in loud echoes. And as the weather got dimmer, Doyoung only felt his mood dampen as he got no closer to his objective – his objective which had apparated elsewhere and vanished from his sight. He didn’t know what he wanted anymore.

Doyoung wiped his dry cheek, head struggling to keep itself balanced on his palm as he stared listlessly at the crossed-out page of useless words. He lacked motivation – and despite constant teasing and insurance to make sure Doyoung was irked at all times, his friends couldn’t bear to see him pouty.

There they sat, legs sprawled like a web of entangled spiders, drawing the perfect example for the first years passing by to the study hall as they wasted their free hours. A clump of boys, rowdy, and loud, sitting out on the curb.

Amongst the crowd however, Doyoung stayed still, quiet and yielding as he stared a hole through his trial journal.

The others were worried, but only few brave soldiers are ever up to the task.

Ten cleared his throat, “Hey, you feeling in a slump?”

Lifting his eyes, the boy in question turned his glare onto the Slytherin instead, noting the silence that dawned upon the group. Only Jaehyun knew the happenings of that night – and Doyoung planned to keep it that way. “I’m not in a slump.”

“Okay,” Yuta put his arm over his shoulder, “Then you’re not. But if you were, what could we do to make it better?”

Doyoung allowed the silence to linger, mute for a moment as he watched the rain begin to pour. “Maybe this whole soulmate thing is stupid.”

“Rubbish. You haven’t spent a month’s worth of time on that to get nowhere,” Ten continued, invited himself to flip through the notebook. “Look, there are still some spells yet to be tested.”

A miniscule smile tugged Doyoung’s lips, forcefully creeping up on his face, and that was all the rest needed to pull him off the chair and into the open air. They dragged him under the rain, ignoring his yaps and hisses when the water soaked his clothes.

They managed to make him laugh when Taeyong’s attempt to reveal Johnny’s deepest desire through a spell paints a picture not safe to describe.

(“Oh, man I don’t think I want to know the rest of your secrets,” Taeyong grimaced, blinking back the picture to erase it.

“I told you, I’m a mystery,” Johnny gloated, as Taeyong took a step back, nose scrunching in disgust.

“Yeah, and stay that way you freak,” Yuta chuckled at his smugness, poking him with the notebook.)

They had successfully cured him of his sadness by the time water pooled the heels of their shoes, and wrinkles formed on their fingers. But they still had to get a kick out of him, otherwise they wouldn’t really be his friends. Jaehyun prompted this first.

As Doyoung was busy running away from Taeyong, who had dipped his designer shoes into a mud pie he’d made and had full intention on making that Doyoung’s shampoo, Jaehyun sneakily ran up to Yuta, whispered in his ear. Smirking at each other, they let the other boys in, only to stop when the other two had come back around, Doyoung with a new mud facial and Taeyong, a scratch on his arm.

“Oi Doyoung,” Yuta yelled, eyes smizing. “C’mere.”

Like unsuspecting prey, he jogged up with a wide grin, already halfway up the small hill, his grin vanishing once he saw the one on Jaehyun’s face. “No!”

The boys clambered to run after him, Johnny on his right and Jaehyun on his left – only giants can take down another.

“You don’t even know what we’re about to do yet!”

Doyoung struggled, groaned and grew limp in Johnny’s arms as the older boy lifted him above his shoulders, managing to make Doyoung look frail in comparison. All he could do was shoot glares. “I don’t have to, I already know I won’t like it.”

Yuta ignored his pleas, the grunts he made through failed escapes, focusing instead to find the last untested spell. “One spell. Please,” he pleaded, tossing the book over to Jaehyun who begged to be the one to administer it.

Gritting his teeth, Doyoung shook his head.

“It’ll give you a nice happy image of your soulmate, and maybe then you can find ‘em,” Jaehyun continued, slyly. “We’re doing this because we love you.”

He ground his teeth some more, puffing through his cheeks with his arms fighting for freedom. “You’re doing this because you’re assholes.”

Doyoung being angry never stopped them from doing what they did and before he knew any better, there was a flash of pink-green light, filling every corner of his vision with Jaehyun’s voice ringing in the distance.

Fade to black.

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“I told you not to do it,” a voice muttered, lowly.

“No, you told me to aim for the head!”

“And therefore, telling you not to do what you were doing then!”

Doyoung blinked once. Then twice.

Squinting, he searched the room. He could only think of Jaehyun, the rain, and the splitting headache that hammered against his forehead.

“It’ll give you a nice happy image of your soulmate, and maybe then you can find ‘em.”

Right. They had done this.

Light tunneled his vision, not as overwhelming as the last, filling his sight once more. Except when this cleared, he was no longer in the courtyard. His clothes were dry, and somehow he was wearing a different pair of trousers. He’d ended up on a bed, in the Hospital Wing, his head whirring and his back throbbing in a constant pain.

But beyond all, when he opened his eyes, he saw you.

You were there, beaming down at him, smiling, this time without flashing him your teeth. It was dark, but he could make out your features. From the curve of your cheek to the arc of your nose, he could pluck you from a crowd – he knew this was you.

Debating whether this was a fever dream, or was the effect of the spell, he thought to pinch himself. A fighting voice within him told him the latter.

A crash resounded from the other end of the room before he had the chance to adjust, making Doyoung jolt up at the sudden raucous.

“Hey!” You jumped, waving your hands at him to calm him down, meeting his widened and frightened eyes.

Seeing you reassured him this wasn’t a fever dream, but now he wasn’t sure whether he preferred it to be one. Still, he relaxed, shuffled back in his bed, looked around at the moonlit curtains that shielded his mini-corner.

Doyoung opened his mouth only to close it. It had been a week since the night by the kitchens and he was beyond ashamed to look you in the eye– some bravery he had.

“Jaehyun brought you up here,” you whispered, back faced towards him as you poured a glass of water. “Well, all of them did, but he said to make sure you could imagine his shit-eating grin when you woke up.”

Doyoung stifled a laugh for your sake, hiding the growl at the base of his throat for another day. Imagine his shit eating grin, he could.

You held out the cup, prompting him to drink. Doyoung couldn’t help but hesitate, not knowing why you were bothering caring for him.

Muttering a thanks, he took a sip and put it aside. Just like any other time he saw you, he felt this gnawing scratching at his neck, like—his neck.

“Shit.”

Doyoung jerked his focus to his clothes, melting into a liquid when he noticed the turtle neck that wrapped his body. Relief has never come as such bliss. His eyes flickered to you, wondering if you’d seen his mark, only to grow desponded when the question of ‘why would you care?’ came to mind. You shouldn’t care. He didn’t even give you the benefit of the doubt before.

“Y/N.” He cleared his throat.

Doyoung was greeted with your doe eyes. They lacked sleep but retained the resistance to stop from closing. Still, he found them undeniably enchanting.

“Shouldn’t you be sleeping?” he croaked.

You shrugged, fiddling with your thumbs. “To be fair, you should be too,” you joked, a dry laugh escaping your lips. “So, a spell, huh? Something finally went wrong?” You jived, faintly smiling. “Had a feeling I’d see you here if you kept that up.”

“I don’t know if it’d help, but Jungwoo’s quite the alchemist. He helps over here too. Maybe dabbling in potions might—”

Doyoung shook his head sternly, jaw clenched and Adam’s apple bobbing. “No, I don’t think so.”

You paused, gaped. “Oh.”

With your head bowed and lighting dim, he almost missed the gutted fall of your chest when he said that. A restless hope wished that maybe you were going to miss him at the library.

“Can I ask why?” You sounded almost distraught, like speaking betrayed you.

“I don’t want my mark telling me what I can or cannot do,” he stated, a light tone in his voice. You looked up, a ghost of a smile taking its place on your lips. “It’s already stopped me before.”

Expanding his arms out to yours, he grabbed your neck with a gentle force, managing to cradle it between his wide palm, imposing but loose enough that you could retract any time you wished. He registered your eyes and hoped that his judgement wasn’t betraying him in thinking you wanted the same thing.

He gave you only a smile before pulling you in. “Fuck soul marks.”

And like the pink-green flashes from the spell before, it was all happening in a rapid blur. Your lips on his brought out a sultry need for more, leaving few moments for breaths in between. All that ran through his head was the image of you, your warmth, the way in which your synchronized rhythm paired with his in fast paced movement. Doyoung’s entire being couldn’t help but indulge in you.

Seeing your stupid smile, forehead against his, Doyoung just knew he mirrored that same shit-eating, helplessly happy grin and wasn’t ashamed of how much he wanted more of you.

He didn’t know why he ever thought fate could decide anything for him. (or at least, not unless it did that without telling him)

~ bonus ~

“Doyoung, will you ever show me your tattoo?”

Eyes wider than a deer in the headlights, anyone could tell he wanted to say no. You’d only been dating for two weeks, this would put a permanent damper on anything henceforth if it wasn’t what you thought it was going to be.

He shifted underneath you, adjusting his trademark turtleneck as you played with the tips of his hair. He was searching for doubt in your eyes, anything to mirror the fear that was building within him, but he was only met with eyes of deep pleasure. “Are you sure?”

Nodding, you hid your smirk.

He tilted his head in uncertainty but followed nonetheless. You watched in amusement as he revealed his bare shoulders, vast and as wide as the sea. You allowed your eyes to feast, hands travelling at their own will, finding yourself too busy to even bother to look for the wretched mark.

You gaped at him, transfixed, with more than just butterflies erupting in your stomach.

“It’s on my neck,” he cleared up, confused as to why you’ve completely abandoned the overall objective.

You hummed, lifted yourself from his torso and patted his chest as to say, ‘give me a minute, I’ll be right back’. Looking him dead in the eye, you grinned, “I know.”

“You do?” Doyoung jumped in shock, managing to lift your body with his, landing you in his lap.

Your grin spreading wider, expanding as fast as the shock registered on his features. You allowed your arms to dangle around his neck, whispering in his ear with more breath than needed. “I saw it back at the Hospital Wing.”

He pulled you back, meeting your stare with his expectant one. Bunny furrowed eyebrows and all. “And I’m happy to say…that you’re dating your soulmate, baby.”

You peeled off the bandage on your arm, Doyoung already analyzing that you getting scratched by a werewolf was a complete lie, revealing the familiar outline Doyoung had come to know.

“Wait, why’d you make me wait two weeks?” The tone of betrayal laced into his sentence.

“That’s for not kissing me back then,” you retorted, planting one gently on his lips with dedicated grace. “I’m nice but I’m not a saint.”

“Fair enough,” he let it go, too entranced in the identical mark that scarred your arm. Shooting you the toothiest smile, he looked at you with one objective. “Now c’mere, I’ve got to give the soulmate I chose a kiss.”

Doyoung still didn’t like being told what to do, but he didn’t mind how fate matched him with you, so he’d just have to let that slide.

[mafia-nct]

New Addition (Jaehyun Mafia Au) (Drabble Challenge)

#80 (Does he know about the baby?), #97 (You’re not going to starve yourself on Thanksgiving) with Jaehyun

Genre: mafia au!, fluff

Warning: none

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Thanksgiving was, according to Johnny, the most wonderful time of the year. Mountains of food that had no end, spending quality time with your family and most importantly: Black Friday. Johnny loved that holiday, which is why; every year without fault he hosted a Thanksgiving party. Everyone was invited. And by everyone that meant the members of the mafia and their significant one.

Jaehyun loved to have you by his side at those parties. He liked seeing you dressed up, mostly for him. And he loved when you interact with the other members: his family. It brought him a sense of pride.

But this year was different; you were stressed out because of your job. You were in line for a pretty big promotion at work and your boss was the harshest he’s ever been. You were one the verge of a breakdown. Probably even a burnout.

Jaehyun was having none of it. You were so stress, you didn’t have the hunger to eat. He didn’t like seeing you like this. He felt powerless, and for a man who was used to have power that ticked him off. He watched you staring into space while sipping the same champagne flute that Johnny gave you when you arrived. He had enough; you hadn’t eaten since this morning. So Jaehyun took matter in his own hands. He excused himself form his conversation and started to fill up a plate at the buffet that Johnny put out.

It only when a plate filled with food and a fork were put right in front of your eyes that you came back to reality.

“You’re not going to starve yourself on Thanksgiving.”

You took the plate and the fork. “Thank you Jaehyun.”

You started to nib at the food and realized how hungry you actually were.

“I’m worried about you honey.”

“Jaehyun, you don’t need to. I’m fine.”

“No you’re not!” He answered. “I haven’t seen you smile in weeks, you’re always starring into space, and you forget to eat which is something you never forgot. This job is making you sick and I’m worried it’s going to kill you!”

He was right. Why was he always right?

You took a bite before answering him.

“I don’t know what to do. I love my job but at the same time I don’t. I’m so loss, I don’t know what to do Jae.”

“Just quit baby. Nothing is stopping you, I’m pretty sure things will get better once you change environment.”

“What if I don’t find anything else?”

“I can always ask Taeyong to find you something. You’re good with numbers you could work with Doyoung and Kun.”

You starred at your food, weighting the options, and took the last bite.

Jaehyun smirked. “And I’m going to be honest with you, it’s always been a fantasy of mine to make-out at work.”

You laughed, how could you not.

Once you calmed down, Jaehyun took your face in his hands and kissed you. “I missed that laugh.”

“Thank you Jae.”

“Welcome baby, now stop thinking about work and go mingle. Your best friend misses you.”

He kissed your cheek and went back to talk to Winwin.

Your best friend; Taeil’s wife. She was the one who introduced you to Jaehyun and you’re glad she did. You wouldn’t know what to do without her, she meant a lot to you.

You walked towards her suddenly missing her.

“Does he know about the baby?” You whispered in her ear.

She put her hand over her heart. “God Y/N you sacred me!”

“Sorry,” you smiled,” but does he?”

“No, I’m waiting for the giving thanks part. I talked to Taeyong’s girl and she’s going to try to hold back the boss so I can give thanks first.”

“Oh that’s a good plan!”

Taeil and her have been trying to conceive for the last year and a half. You saw everything. The many doctor appointments. The nights she called you crying. Everything. They badly wanted a baby and were, in your opinion, the best people to raise one. You were happy that her dream of being a mom was finally coming true. When she told you she was pregnant, she made you swear on Jaehyun’s head to not tell anyone. Her and Taeil have been waiting for this for so long she wanted to surprise him.

“Everybody,” screamed Taeyong, “Let’s gather around to give thanks!”

You squeezed her hand and gave her a wink before going to find Jaehyun. Everyone stood in a circle, when you arrived next to Jaehyun he grabbed your waist.

“Alright, I want to start by saying that I’m thankful for..” started Taeyong before being cut off by his girlfriend.

“Actually honey, I think someone wants to go first.” She said

Taeyong turned towards her. “Baby, I’m the boss I give thanks first. That’s the rule.”

Taeyong’s girlfriend passed one of her hands in his hair fixing it. “I know honey, but this year it’s different.”

She nodded at your best friend.

“What do you mean, this year it’s different?” Bickered Taeyong before she put her hand on his mouth shushing him.

“Hi everyone,” started your best friend, “ I want to start by saying thank you to Taeyong for letting me give thanks first. Even if it’s against your will.”

Every one laughed, Taeyong crossed his arms.

She continued. “This year, I’m thankful for Taeil, the love of my life, you mean everything to me. You are my soulmate and I’m sure that you’ll be a great dad someday.”

Taeil kissed her cheek. You couldn’t help but smile at them.

“I’m also thankful for Y/N, my best friend, you all know that this year hasn’t been easy for us.” Taeil brought her closer to him. “And without Y/N, I don’t know how I would’ve made it. I love you my girl.”

You mouthed I love you back.

“And finally, I’m thankful for all of you present here today. You are my family and I can’t wait for all of you to become uncles and aunts in the upcoming months.”

Taeil let go of her waist to look at her in the eyes.

“Wait, what?” Asked Taeil

Your friend turned to her husband. “Baby, I’m pregnant.”

Everyone’s jaw dropped.

Taeil’s eyes were filled with tears. “Are you sure?”

Your friend nodded tears rolling down her cheeks. “I took five tests and I went to the doctor to be a hundred percent sure. You’re going to be a dad Taeil.”

Taeil took her in his arms spinning her around.

“I’M GOING TO BE A DAD!” He screamed

And mayhem broke. The boys started screaming like madmen. The family was getting a new addition, for the first time, and they were all excited.

Jaehyun placed his head on your shoulder

“I kind of want to have a baby right now. Think about it, a little you and me running around.” He whispered.

You turned to him and wrapped your arms around his neck.

“Marry me first and than we can talked about having kids.”

“Deal.”

He pecked your lips before joining the chaos of mafia men.

[kopikokun]

Request 16 : Winwin + "I don't need you anymore." (8) + "There was never an us." (29)

You thought everything was fine. Everything certainly seemed fine. But it isn’t. No, it’s still fine. You can make it fine. You’ll fix it. You’ll fix this.

“I can’t keep this up anymore.” Sicheng doesn’t look angry nor does he look disappointed, rather he looks tired. Just utterly exhausted. And that hurts more. “I can’t pretend like we work.”

You scoff, disbelief masking the tight feeling crushing your lungs. “You’re kidding. Of course we work, Sicheng. We’ve always worked. You need me and I need you. We’re a buy one free one deal, remember?” You smile incredulously. “We’ve been together for ages. It’s been six years.”

Your apartment, no, you and Sicheng’s apartment, has always felt like home. Yet for some peculiar reason, it feels sombre and bleak now, the vibrance it once possessed has seeped through the cracks in the walls leaving a barren grey apartment in its wake.

“Exactly. It’s been six whole years,” says Sicheng, “and it’s draining trying to keep this façade up.”

Your disbelief begins dwindling, allowing for the raging fumes of anger to surface. “So, you’re saying you’ve never loved me, Sicheng? Is that it?”

Sicheng cards a hair through his hair, the strands disarrayed and tangled. “I-I don’t know.”

When did it get so hard to breathe? It seems like not only the vibrance has trickled out through the cracks, but the oxygen too. You feel the crippling urge to clutch at your chest, to claw out your lungs, but you restrain it.

“You . . . you don’t know?” His confession is like a douse of petrol to your already blazing fire. “It’s a simple yes or no question, Sicheng. Have you or have you not ever actually loved me?”

It’s quiet. The silence consumes you. Sicheng can’t even look you in the eye. His reaction - or rather lack of reaction - is far worse than anything you could have conjured up.

You laugh humourlessly. You sound bitter, resentful, pissed. “Six years, Sicheng. Six fucking years you’ve lied to me. Hundreds of nights you’ve spent next to me in bed, whispering “I love you”’s and looking at me like I’m the only girl in the world. And now you’re telling me that was all a lie? A fucking act?” The flames engulf you whole, unrelenting and passionate. “What do you take me for? Do you think I’m a joke? That there was something inherently funny about toying with my feelings?”

Sicheng frowns. “No, of course I didn’t find any of it funny. I really thought I loved you. I really did. But now I realise that I . . . don’t. And this is why I’m telling you this. So I don’t have to keep lying to you.”

“Why? Why, Sicheng? Why did you even fucking bother to date me when you never loved me? Why waste your time?”

Sicheng’s eyes always get you. They always find a way to sneak into your heart even if you made sure you had kept your walls up. Maybe even those walls had cracks in them.

“I - I just . . .” Sicheng gulps. “Ever since we were in middle school, everyone around us has always said that we were going to end up together. That we were soulmates. I guess . . . I guess I just didn’t let myself imagine being with anyone else besides you. I thought that since you’re the only girl I’m friends with, then I have to end up with you, but now I know that’s not true. And I know you’re not happy with me. We don’t work anymore. I don’t think we did even when we first started dating. There was never an us.”

You must look crestfallen because Sicheng’s expression turns sympathetic. Like he pities you. It fuels your rage. Feeds the creature which crawls up your gut and shreds your insides.

“I’m sorry for lying to you—”

“Get out.”

“No, I’m sor—”

“I said get out.”

“I’m a di—”

“Get the fuck out, Sicheng! Never talk to me again. I don’t need you anymore.”

It’s a bit hazy from that point onwards. Sicheng’s exit is tense and thankfully, quick. Once the door creaks shut, you’re not sure whether you should curl up into a ball and cry or destroy every item in your line of sight. You decide to do neither.

All you do is prop your unsteady figure against the wall as your vision goes blurry and you vow to never let any boy seep through the cracks of the wall guarding the remaining shards of your heart ever again. The tightness in your chest intensifies as you try to mend that wall, because it seems like that’s the only thing you can fix right now.

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[mxrcayong]

Hi!! Can I request a soulmate au with Winwin please 😊? You don’t have to write it if you don’t want to. Thank you so much, and I hope you’re having a wonderful day! 💜

hi love <3 i’d love to write it haha i hope you’re having a wonderful day as well <3 i didn’t know which soulmate au you’d like so i just kinda randomly chose it and i hope its okay  😊 if it’s not what you’d like, feel free to send a message or another request and i’ll re-do it  💜 💜 💜 + sorry for the wait!! i hope this does your request justice x

soulmate au prompt: Every so often you will get flashes of what your soulmate is seeing at the time, however your soulmate does not know when it happens AND You have a clock that counts down until you first talk to your soulmate.

Growing up, you’ve been told that there are only two ways that the “most important person in your whole life” will be ageing with you (until you meet them of course). The first one being the clock on your wrist; something that looks like a faded tattoo, counting down every minute. It’s considered a gift from the higher aboves when you turn the age you will meet your soulmate. The second one being your sight; every year on your birthday - even before gifted with the countdown, you get a glimpse of their day - temporarily seeing what they see. 

You’ve never been a fan of the idea of soulmates - it felt too simplistic. Someone else cannot simply complete you - right? They cannot complete you as much as people say they do, at least. It’s hard to believe someone completes you so much you get their vision temporarily or that your whole body counts down too meeting them. However, part of you only is questioning the whole idea of soulmates - this part fueled by the sight you see everyday. 

Out of everyone you knew, you got the countdown clock the latest. Your temporary visions were always the most out there or tame that you always believed them to be a dream. From seeing the adoring fans you see on stage to the empty practice room, those are the only minute visions you’ve been seeing for the last three years. 

You used to think you had no soulmate, until a few months ago on your last birthday. A faded black mark appeared on your wrist; but it was the highest number you’ve seen in your city. 

All your friends who had countdowns on their wrists seemed to meet their soulmate within a month or two; bumping into them on the street or finally saying ‘hello’ after months of walking past them on the crowded roads, just two people living through life - unaware of their importance to each other. 

“Babe,” Your co-worker Amelie chuckled as she turned away from the counter to talk to you, who was currently making another vanilla frap and caramel latte from the couple who just walked in. “You know, your time is running up. How many hours left until you meet them?” She had noticed how you went quiet after she talked about meeting her soulmate the other day.  

You refused to look at the clock that haunts your everyday. “I rather not check.” This isn’t only to avoid the painful reminder of the time you have to wait, but ever since your hatred for your own countdown existed - you started questioning if soulmate clocks and visions are beneficial. Isn’t part of dating and meeting people dating random people?��

You can’t lie and say that everyone in town waits for their soulmate. You, yourself, had dated a few people - knowing it wasn’t going to last, but hoping it would. But it didn’t feel right - it never felt like how her family described being in love. Your father always said being with your soulmate feels like you’re ‘completed’, like if you die right now - you’d be ‘satisfied’. A feeling of eternal bliss and satisfaction, her aunt said before clarifying the bliss and satisfaction comes from the reduced feeling of worries for the future. 

“You know, you’ll find them some day.” Amelie sighed, turning to make the next cup of coffee for the newest customer. “Like, you know they’re out there - look at your clock. That’d be a sudden zero or not there if they weren’t.” 

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It’s been over 9 months now since your last birthday and you’ve given up on your countdown. Endless waiting and constant checking has barely done you any good - so, three months ago, you’ve worn a series of bracelets over the cursed countdown. 

Despite your proclaimed hatred for this soulmate you’ve barely met; you can’t stop wondering what they’d be like, your dreams piecing along all the visions and facts you’ve known about him. You dreamed he had kind eyes and a loving heart, someone who’d go out of his way to love you. 

But then you’d always wake up alone. It’s not like your purpose surrounds them - but in this universe, where everyone seems to scream from the rooftops about the importance of loving your soulmate - you’re stuck. 

It doesn’t help the cafe you work at is called ‘red string cafe’. Your boss came from a certain province in China and therefore, his countdown clock was replaced with the concept of the red string of fate. He would close his eyes and see the string and where it leads. He knew he met the love of his life, and your other boss, when the string was only a meter along and led him to her. 

Additionally, ‘red string cafe’ was a nod to the fact so many couples have met in this busting coffee shop. There used to be a deal where if you had just met your soulmate in the coffee shop, then you get free coffee. But they started handing out free coffee to everyone at least once. So, now, they just have one full wall full of photos of the couples who have found their destiny in the cafe. 

You felt like that was just a way of the universe mocking you. 

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It was a late day at the cafe. Part of you regretted offering to take up Amelie’s hours as she plans her wedding, but what are friends for? 

Ian - a coworker you’ve interacted with only five times before this evening - had fallen asleep on the counter. He was committed to his soulmate Carter for the last three years after meeting at this cafe. The day after meeting him, Ian signed up to work here - believing this place is a place of destiny. But it was obvious Ian didn’t think that anymore as his head rested on the cash register, waiting for any new customers to join the few night owls who are typing away at their laptops. 

You were cleaning the dishes - not wanting to wake Ian, especially as the two of you were talking absolute nonsense prior to him falling asleep. Talking about the newest TV show coming out to giving each of the customers present background stories in hushed whispers. 

Suddenly, a chime made Ian fall to the floor - a sign of a new customer...well, customers. You laughed at Ian’s predicament - quickly helping him up from his spot sprawled over the tiled floor. 

“Hello! Welcome to the red string cafe, where we hope you find your perfect match of coffee.” Ian said the usual greeting they say to customers that look new to the store, while you cringed as you start putting seven mugs closer to the coffee machine - preparing for their order. It was a small local cafe - so regulars are the biggest customer base. New people at the store have been hard to come by, especially due to the time of year of exam finals. “How can we help you today?” They quickly ordered; 2 iced coffees, 1 hot chocolate, 3 frappuccinos, and 1 americano. “Feel free to take a seat and we’ll bring the drinks to you.”

As soon as the boys took a seat at the booth in the far corner, Ian turned around and joined you in making the drinks. “I bet you they’re jetlagged and they’re...” Ian started thinking of a fun job, “international secret spies sent to the cafe to spy on the patrons as one person here has the secret to fixing the world.” 

You rolled your eyes, continuing to make one of the drinks. “I bet you they were sent from the future to come and tell a patron here of their destiny, because right now, they’re writing a proposal on how coffee can save the world.” 

“Nah, I like mine better.” Ian jokingly shrugged, putting down the drinks on the tray. “You bring it to them please, I think permanently injured my knee.” 

You, again, rolled your eyes and groaned. “You big baby.” 

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Kind eyes. Loving heart. 

I guess your dreams have come true. 

A year since that encounter, you’ve moved homes and your whole life changed. 

The timid boy who ordered an iced coffee and accidentally bumped into you on his way to the bathroom, almost spilling the tray before he helped stabilise it, had been your soulmate. 

They were right. When you look into the eyes of your soulmate and when you’re together, any future preoccupations are gone. It feels like you’re completed; a puzzle that took years to finish, but finished nevertheless. 

The visions from your birthday were right; you saw the thousands of adoring fans cheer in front of your soulmate, begging for an encore after encore after encore. But the night was over and they’re out of songs. 

As soon as the group ran backstage, Winwin tackled you into a hug - spinning you around. You ignored the feeling of sweat that accumulated from the performance; a feeling of warmth and love spread from the inside of your body.  

“Let’s go home.” He smiled, whispering in your ear, still hugging you tightly. It was the last day of the WayV tour and they finished back where they started; home. “I cannot wait to spend all night with you.” He smiled sweetly. 

“Over iced coffee?” You teased, pinching his cheek. 

“I’ll make it this time.” He smiled.

Yes, the wait was long and tedious. Yes, the wait made you feel as if you never had a soulmate to begin with. 

But it was so worth it. Because you’ve never felt as loved and at home and at peace as you did with Sicheng. 

[wayverse]

Pink Pendant

genre: soulmate!au

pairing: ten x reader

word count: 1.9k

drabble | scenario | short story | series

A/N : Hello! I’m trying to make my posts look prettier; i saw this layout and thought it would be nice to try, so let me know if this is how I should format my works or not! Let me know what you think of this work as well -- my inbox is open to constructive criticism and suggestions for drabbles or pieces! -- admin m

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Everyone’s soulmate links develop the moment they’re born, and it’s different for every couple; your best friend, Hendery, for instance, has a timer on his wrist. Your other friend, Lucas, has everything that their soulmate loses turn up into his room.

You didn’t know what your link was, until you started middle school. You were in class one day, jotting down your notes, when something began to appear on your wrist. You didn’t notice at first; you didn’t feel it happening either, but soon, there were drawings of little puppies on your body, ones that you didn’t put there.

You never drew on yourself, afraid that you would get “ink poisoning” according to your mother, but your soulmate seemed to have no problem with drawing on themselves. You would get song lyrics, doodles, and the accessional shopping list popping up on your body, your soulmate acting as if their body was their own personal notebook. Once, you had woken up with what looked like marker on your face, and you guessed that your soulmate had lost a bet, or had been the first to fall asleep at a party. You had to stay in that day, as your soulmate couldn’t seem to get it off no matter how hard they tried.

You had always wanted to write back and forth with questions to your soulmate; where did they live? how old were they? What were their passions? you could tell that they were an incredible artist, as they constantly drew tiny sketches on their palms or wrists whenever they were bored.

One of them caught your eye not too long ago; it was bigger than most of the sketches he had done before, using up your entire forearm instead of just your wrist. It was a sketch of a small cat, jumping from planet to planet in a solar system. Your soulmate even colored it in, though the colors quickly rubbed away. That day, you had gotten bold; the colors were rubbing away, anyways, so you took your pink pen and drew a heart pendant on the kitty’s collar, before taking a picture of your soulmates work like you had always done.

Because of your soulmate, you began to look into art, and even went to art exhibits around your town, dragging Hendery along so you wouldn’t have to be alone. He always complained that the exhibits were too boring, and that he never understood why people would pay money to just look at a painting.

“I am NOT going to another one of those exhibits, (Y/N)” Hendery stated firmly one day, after your constant begging, “They’re so boring! I fall asleep every time I go to one.”

You and Hendery met up with Lucas and his friend Xiaojun at your favorite coffee place to talk about a project that you all would be working on together, which soon ending up being less about the project and more about plans that you all had that weekend. You had planned on going to another art exhibit, wanting to bring Hendery along, but he was currently denying your request.

“Please!” You beg, shaking Hendery’s arm softly as he attempts to bite the cookie he just bought, “Please!! There’s one I really want to go to, it’s themed ‘A Starry Night’ and I really want to see it! After this one you will never ever have to come to one ever again!”

“That’s what you said about the last one!” Hendery shook his arm away from yours, taking a bite of his cookie, “I reject your proposal, because you’re going to go back on your word again!”

“I didn’t know you liked art, (Y/N),” Lucas said, “I have plenty of fun art exhibits you could go to.”

You perked up a bit. “You do?”

“Our friend from another school is an art major,” Xiaojun began to explain, “He and his friends throw party-esque art exhibitions. Lots of food, fun music, if it’s themed then it’s usually done at a place that allows them to explore the theme.”

“We’re going to the one this weekend; the theme is a surprise, but Kun said it was a cute theme, so it should be fun.”

“Hendery,” you looked at him, batting your eyelashes as he rolled his eyes. “Please? I promise, this is the last one. If you really don’t like it when we get there, we can leave after a couple of minutes. I’ll even treat you to pizza after! Just come with me, please?”

Hendery groaned, rubbing his temples.

“Fine, but the pizza better come with garlic knots.”

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The invitation Xiaojun had given you said that the attire was semi-formal, which made it easier for both you and Hendery to dress for it. You had followed the invitations directions, and were confused when they led you to what looked like a cat cafe.

“An art exhibit? Here?” you say softly, looking at the address on the invitation and back at the cafe, “But why?”

“Who knows,” Hendery mumbles, hand shoved in his pockets as he kicks a pebble along the sidewalk. “We should get inside so your fifteen minute timer can start.”

“You may have fun,” you hum, hooking your arm through his as you two begin to walk towards the entrance, “Never doubt what art can make you feel.”

“Yeah, Okay.” Hendery dismisses as he pushes the door open, the soft music of the exhibit suddenly filling your ears. You take a quick look around; everyone was dressed in semi-formal attire, putting your heart ate ease to know you didn’t over or under-dress — everyone was talking, which was a deep contrast to the more silent art exhibits you usually take Hendery to. There was a table filled with sweets in the shape of fish and other delicacies kittens would eat, while kittens were littered all all over the place. There were cats playing with toys, being pet by other attendees of the exhibition, and one even came up to you and Hendery the moment you entered.

“Hey, buddy,” Hendery immediately leaned down to scratch the kittens chin, “How are you?”

“See?” you taunted, “You already like it. Now, go pet cats while I try and find Xiaojun and Lucas.”

“Got it,” Hendery says, giving you a thumbs up as you walk away from him.

It didn’t take you too long to find Lucas and Xiaojun; both of them were adorned in kitty ears, standing in a circle of people while handing them drinks.

“Oh,” you chuckle, capturing Xiaojun’s attention as you stand behind them, “This is too precious. I have to take a pi—“

“No!” Xiaojun says, grabbing your hand as you begin to take out your phone, “No pictures. We lost a bet with Ten, so we’re servers for the exhibit.”

“This is our attire,” Lucas says, touching the ears on his head, before gesturing to the men he was talking to, “And these are the hosts of the exhibit.”

There were three of them; one of them was tall and lean, his body hugged by a white trench coat. His smile softened up his rough features, making his cheeks bunch up at the end. His name was winwin.

Another one’s name was Kun, who seemed to be the one running the exhibition; he was tall and quite friendly, even making Lucas run off to grab you a drink.

“And this is the star,” Xiaojun said, gesturing to the last man, “His name is ten. He only draws animals, so his pieces never end up in their exhibits. This whole theme was his idea.”

“It’s really cute,” you say, locking eyes with Ten. He was very pretty; his eye-shape resembled the cat that he was currently holding in his arms, and his smile was very warm and welcoming. It made your heart clench, in a way it had never done before.

“Thank you,” he said kindly, “I have a lot of pieces up today, so feel free to ask about them if you have any questions.”

“But first,” Kun said, grabbing a hold of tens arm, “We have to mingle with the other guests and try to find some buyers.”

“Right, right.” Ten nodded, smiling back at you, “It was nice to meet you, (Y/N).”

Xiaojun bumped your shoulder as the three walked away. “They’re not that scary. I think you’d like them. Here, i’ll show you some of my favorite pieces.”

As you walked around, you tried to catch a glimpse of the three artists; ten in specific. He caught your attention as soon as Xiaojun began to introduce you to them; though you weren’t very close in proximity, you could smell his sweet cologne, and it made your head spin.

“How old is ten?”

“A couple of years older than us,” Xiaojun said, taking a small platter of fish-shaped treats, “He’s really talented, in a lot of areas. Why?”

“No reason,” you dismissed his question, waving him off, “I’m going to go look at the pieces. Now go and do your job.”

Xiaojun smiled at you before leaving you to look at some of the works. It seemed that Winwin was a sculptor; His main pieces was a sculpture of a small kitten sitting inside a large cat bowl in the middle of the room. Kun’s work was hung up on almost every wall; his way of art was realistic backgrounds, with cartoon kittens doing activities within the scenery for a contrast. It was very eye catching; almost every piece of his already had a green “sold” sticker on its frame. You kept looking for tens, since he was supposed to be the star of his exhibit, but you couldn’t find any.

You circled around the exhibit once or twice, before you saw it; a large canvas that somehow blended into the feeling of the comforting cat cafe. It took up almost the entirety of one wall, which was why it blended in so perfectly. The painting on the canvas, though, had you staring utter disbelief.

Painted on the canvas was a large solar system; it was in black and white mostly, with few colors leaking out of stars or a planet, with a kitten jumping in between two planets. You felt a sense of nostalgia rush over you, your heart beginning to beat faster and faster as you came to a realization. When you looked at the kitty’s neck, you couldn’t help but gasp; there it was, the small pink pendant in the shape of a heart, made to look like it was swinging as the kitten was jumping from one planet to the next. You sat there, looking at it for what felt like minutes, when you felt a light tap on your shoulder.

“Do you like it?”

You turn around to find Ten, a small smile playing on his lips as he looks from you to his piece. “I drew it a few years ago. It started off as a small doodle, but I felt like I had to put it onto the canvas. I knew people needed to see it.”

“It means a lot to me, actually,” ten hums gently, his eyes focusing on the pendant. “It’s not totally my piece, in a sense.”

“I know.”

Tens head whipped towards you. “You know? What do you mean you know?”

You quickly take out your phone and begin searching through your photos, before handing him your phone. On the screen was the photo you had taken of your soulmates drawing on your wrist—the same drawing that is hanging on the wall as you stand next to him. Ten looks back at you, a soft smile on his face.

“It was you.”

[sunflowercheol]

Four’s a Party

pairing: Dong Sicheng x Female Reader

genre: fluff (tooth rotting fluff)

warnings: Dong Sicheng... that’s it... that’s the warning

word count: 1,726

(A/N: This relates back to Chenle’s ‘The Beginning of Forever’, but doesn’t need to be read before this or anything.. more of being lived in a different POV! And yes, I love Winwin... that’s it.. I died... please come back later, I might not be AS dead... who am I kidding, it’s WINWIN WE ARE TALKING ABOUT HERE! *le sobs* I hope you enjoy it!)

Holding your one-year old son on your lap, you wait for the signal to let him take the rings up to the couple. Sicheng holds the little pillow with the rings tied on top of it. “What was the signal again?” Sicheng leans over to you, eyes wandering everywhere to look for some type of sign. You shift your son a bit, “Literally, the priest will ask who has the rings, and then we let little man go up.”

“At least someone paid attention,” Hendery speaks from behind you two, making you chuckle. “Yeah, well. I was more surprised that Chenle was really getting married before most of the older members to pay attention to that detail.” Sicheng pouts, leaning back in his seat. Kun nudges Sicheng’s arm, “I hope you’re paying attention. They’re about to ask for the rings.”

You sit up, standing your son in front of you to fix his little suit. “May we have the rings?” The priest requests, causing Chenle and his betrothed to look towards you and your little family. You and Sicheng gently push your son in the direction towards the couple, Sicheng placing the pillow with the rings in his little chubby hands. He slowly waddles up to his uncle, everyone cooing at the little boy. The photographer takes pictures of your son making his way to the couple, the Californian sun lowering in the back and making the sky a perfect color.

“We made a cute baby, didn’t we?” Sicheng whispers in your ear. You smile softly, grabbing his hand. “I mean, have you seen yourself?” He turns away from you, lightly blushing, looking at your son who has reached Chenle. Chenle smiles big at your son, grabbing the rings before ruffling his hair and pointing back to the both of you. Your son runs back to you, everyone laughing at your son. Letting go of your hand, Sicheng grabs your son, placing him on his lap, as the couple recite their promises and place the ring on the other’s hand. You smile, remembering your wedding a couple of years ago, when the said couple were the ones who were your ring bearers.

“You may now kiss the bride,” the priest announces, cutting you off of your thoughts. Chenle moves forward to kiss his now wife, everyone standing up and cheering. They pull away, and face everyone, holding on to each other with big smiles on their faces. They walk down the aisle with Chenle acting a fool, and his wife laughing at him up until the end. The photographer follows them, ready to start a little photoshoot before heading to the reception. Everyone else leaves to the reception area, while the closest friends and relatives stay back.

“Bring mini Sicheng over here,” Chenle yells to Sicheng, his wife and him sitting on a bench by the lake. Your son sees Chenle making grabby hands at him, causing him to squirm out of Sicheng’s arms and to run full speed at Chenle who caught him before he fell to the ground.

“Be careful, buddy,” Sicheng yells out to him, both of you slowly walking to the couple and photographer. “We need another one soon,” Sicheng mentions quietly, playing with your fingers. “Oh, don’t worry. In 7 months, we’ll meet them.”

Sicheng stops walking, tugging your arm back. You stop and turn around, smiling as you meet his shocked face. “Are you serious?” he asks you, grabbing the attention of an older member. You grab his other hand placing both of his hands on your slightly growing tummy. “One hundred percent.”

He tears up and pulls you into a tight hug, chanting very lowly in your ear about how much he loves you. You pull away when you notice Yuta make his way towards you both. “Sicheng, we can’t say anything yet. It’s Chenle and his wife’s day, we can’t steal their spotlight.” Sicheng nods quickly and gives you a sweet peck.

“Everything okay?” Yuta asks, wrapping his arms around you both. “Yeah, we were just remembering when we got married,” Sicheng responds smoothly. “Oh, you mean the day I cried because I lost my soulmate to a brat?” Yuta asks motioning his head towards you.

“Well what can I say? I tend to get what I want,” you respond, playfully tugging on his manbun. All of you finally reach the couple, Sicheng grabbing mini him, not allowing you to hold him since he didn’t want you to strain yourself. After many group photos, you all head into the huge closed tent, waiting for the newlyweds to be introduced in to do their first dance. You and Sicheng lowly talk to each other, behind everyone else to give you both some privacy. The DJ loudly announces the newlyweds, and everyone cheers loudly, but no one came in through the entrance. The DJ awkwardly introduces them two more times, nothing happening both times. 

Everyone grows confused, Doyoung taking the initiative to check out what happened with the couple. After a couple of seconds, the newlyweds enter, everyone cheering them on as they made their way to the center of the dance floor. A slow song starts playing, the two of them swaying in the middle of the dance floor. Sicheng shifts your son to his other arm, wrapping his free arm around your waist and curling it around your tummy. You smile, grabbing on to his hand as you watched the couple dancing in the center. You both fail to realize that Taeyong had noticed—both outside and inside—your weird actions, focusing on your slightly swelled tummy, emphasized by Sicheng’s hand pressing on it.

Everyone claps when the song ends, the couple heading to their seats with everyone else finding their seats as well. You sit down at the table with the older members, seeing the younger ones closer to Chenle’s table. Jaehyun goes to sit next to you, when Taeyong taps on his shoulder, asking if he minded sitting in the other chair. Jaehyun agrees, moving one seat over. You all sit down, your son in between you and Sicheng, and Yuta distracting Sicheng on his other side.

Taeyong clears his throat, grabbing your attention. “So, how far along are you?” You tilt your head a bit, confused as to how he knew. He smiles lightly, turning towards you, keeping his voice low. “I saw you and Sicheng outside and during the first dance. Now, how far along are you?” You play with the tablecloth. “Two months. But we don’t want to say anything.” Taeyong raises an eyebrow at you. “Why?”

You shake your head, “I’m not going to take the attention away from Chenle and his wife! It’s their day, and they deserve to enjoy it!” He nods his head. “Ahhh, yeah I see what you mean. Congratulations then! Do take care of yourself, and let the rest know soon!” You laugh, nodding your head. “Of course, I will.” Your son tugs on your dress, grabbing your attention from Taeyong. “Ma, hungry.” You open your purse, pulling out little snacks you had packed earlier for whenever he was hungry. “Hanks,” you son thanks you, taking a snack out of your hand.

The party zooms by, all of you having fun and eating as much as you possibly could. Chenle and his wife went around, taking pictures with everyone and thanking them for coming to share this wonderful memory with them.

You and Sicheng walk back to the rental car, with your sleeping son in your arms. “I told you I could carry him,” Sicheng complains, placing his hand on your lower back. “Yeah, and I said I got him. You have been holding him the entire night. I want to hold my son before I get way too big to hold him.” He sighs, unlocking the car doors and holding the car door open for you to place your son in his car seat.

After buckling your son in, Sicheng closes the door, and the both of you get in the car. You take off your heels, putting on some sandals as he turns on the car. “Well, Chenle had a blast making fun of the older members,” you bring up, remembering how Chenle kept teasing all of the older members except Sicheng. “Yeah, well,” Sicheng starts as he backs out of the parking lot and then driving the short trip back to the hotel. “He is sort of the youngest, yet he managed to get married before them.”

You shrug, grabbing his hand that was messing with the phone charger. “I mean, it is a bit funny if you think about it.” He shakes his head, smiling softly. “Off to more important topics. When did you find out?” he vaguely asks you, playing with your fingers. “When I went to the doctor with little man for a checkup. To see if he was missing any shots. I sort of fainted?”

Sicheng squeezes your hand, “And you never told me?” You sigh, knowing he would react this way. “No, but I was with Taeyong. Well, he didn’t know either, but he did have suspicions when both little man and I came out of the doctor’s office with some crackers and juice.” He shakes his head, parking the car in the hotel parking lot.

He gets out of the car without saying anything, confusing you, but you still take off your seat belt to get out of the car. Your car door suddenly opens, Sicheng turning you, so your feet are hanging out of the car and pulling you to the edge of the seat. He leans down and places a light kiss on your tummy. “Hi little baby. This is your daddy. I can’t wait to hold you and love you even more.” He softly rubs your tummy, looking up at you with eyes full of adoration. “I promise to take care of you forever as well as our little family. Nothing will separate us. Not with all of this love I have for our family.”

You tear up, “And I promise to always love you and our family. To be there when the times are rough, but also when the times are good. Through thick and thin.” He intertwines his pinky with yours, bringing your connected hands up to place a kiss on them.

“Forever.”

[not-majestic-bluenicorn]

❗️Please do not repost or take anything from here, that’s not very nice.

⮑My AO3

⮑|F| = Fluff, |M| = Mature, |A| = Angst

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Series

↳Limitless |A|

Supenatural Creatures!AU || Taeil x Johnny, Jaehyun x Doyoung x Taeyong, Winwin x Yuta, Haechan x Mark, Jungwoo x Lucas, Hansol x Ten, Jeno x Renjun x Jaemin

Status: Suspended

Limitless was a coffee shop like any other, in charge of a witch with mysterious charms and served by a normal human and a fortune teller with incredible habilities. Of course, since the natural world had unveiled itself to the human eyes it was normal to even see angels and demons sharing a classroom. That didn't mean the problems between races were over, not even close. And things were going to become worse, a lot worse.

Author’s Note: This is very old and it’s unlikely I’m going to continue it as is, I’ll probably remake it because it even includes Hansol and he has already left the company plus there is new members.

↳A penny for your thoughts |A|

Supernatural!AU 

Status: Suspended

Dongyoung has been able to see ghosts all his life and he has never minded. Despite all the difficulties, he would never change that about himself, not when he can help soothe the pained souls and gain some friends along the way.

Mini Series / One Shots

↳ Spider Webs Always Face North |F|

Backpacking AU || Johnny x Kun x Ten

Status: Finished

Johnny is angry at life and decides to go backpacking in Canada to clear his mind. In the trip, he loses his map and becomes lost. Kun and Ten find him and decide to help him, despite the fact that Johnny can see there's something going on between them.

Series

None for the moment.

Mini Series / One Shots

↳Accidents |F|

Jungwoo x Reader

Status: Finished

Prompt: Y/N decides to go the beach with their friends. While they go off to have fun in the water Y/N stays behind and enjoys the feeling of the sun on their skin. Jungwoo sucks at volleyball, resulting in poor innocent bystander Y/N to get bashed in the head with a powerful hit.

Series

None for the moment.

Mini Series / One Shots

↳Finding the Way Back Home |A, F|

Ink Prints Soulmates!AU || Jeno x Renjun x Jaemin, Jisung x Chenle

Status: Finished

Renjun hated everything that came with moving to a new country: a new house, a new school, a new start. He hadn't asked for any of it, and neither had he been asked how he fell about it, now he could just hope to be done and go back as soon as possible. Maybe it wouldn't be so difficult if a certain Lee Jeno and Na Jaemin weren't trying so hard to make him feel right at home.

↳Say It Again |F|

Ink Prints Soulmates!AU || Jeno x Renjun x Jaemin

Status: Finished

“I’m sorry, could you say that again? Why don’t you want him to come?” Jaemin asked. He had not once stopped to look at Renjun. He wasn’t even sure he had blinked at all.

“Were you not listening?” Renjun frowned, standing up and crossing his arms.

“No I was, I just like hearing your voice.” Jaemin smiled.

Series

None for the moment.

Mini Series / One Shots

↳Sweet Smiles |F|

Winwin x Reader

Status: Finished

Prompt: Y/N gets a summer job at an ice cream shop. Winwin is the new worker that is supposed to help out, but is really clumsy and messes up a lot. Y/N cant stay mad at him because he is so good looking and he attracts customers with his cute looks and personality.

[09yards]

8 - When You’re Gone (days gone by - nct)

All the mystery and the magic You light up what once was tragic And I know that I will miss you when you're gone I could never have imagined All the heavens pour with passion   But I know that I will miss you when you're gone

    Johnny had been right about one thing tonight; it was indeed a family affair. What felt like just about everyone Mark was close to, was dispersed throughout Yuta's house. The parents had all congregated in the kitchen, about five too many bottles of wine left empty on the side for the number of people - the chatter and laughter rang in Mark's ears.

God, he hated being drunk. The smallest of sounds seemed to echo in his ears but at the same time it felt like he was hearing things underwater, his head was spinning and he was about six too many drinks in and he'd barely been there two hours. The air around him feels thick, muggy from too many people being crowded into the various rooms.

    Jisung had somehow managed to get out of the whole ordeal, arguing with their mum about how it would be inappropriate for someone who is (even more so than the others) underage to be surrounded by drunk people and the possibility of him therefore partaking in said underage drinking would be increased and that's not good for his health. Johnny had called him a pussy under his breath and had promptly earned a slap to his stomach from their mum and a stern "watch your language John" who then turned to Jisung (whose face was now adorning the slight pout and puppy dog eyed look - aka how to get their mum to do whatever they wanted look), her face relaxing into a gentle smile before kissing the top of his head (on her tiptoes which made her pout) and telling him to rest well and not stay up too late studying or engrossed in whatever novel he was currently working his way through. Mark stuck his tongue out on the way out the door - the kid could get away with everything, he and Johnny had dubbed it the youngest child effect. Johnny was pretty upset that he'd wasted good chocolate milk and now Yuta was going to get to drink it.

    Mark had been dancing around since he'd first arrived, back and forth between rooms in hopes of avoiding Donghyuck. Honestly, he wasn't entirely sure why he felt the need to avoid him, the younger was probably doing the exact same thing though since the lack of communication between the two since way back to Mark's birthday. Mark had spent some time pining and was okay about the whole situation now (as okay as he could be on the surface anyhow). Mark had been so busy with school - even with only being a month and a half in - he'd been spending lunches in the library, study periods with his tutor to talk about his personal statement and what felt like every second of his free time was spent pouring over his textbooks, homework and whatever else he could get his hands on. The only breath of fresh air was when he finally submitted his uni applications, nudging the whole ordeal to the back of his mind rather than playing the waiting game to see if he'd get accepted or not. He'd drifted apart from everyone in a sense but with Donghyuck it was weird. When he passed the others in the hallways, they'd spare a second to flash a smile or give a quick wave, things were normal, but with Donghyuck it felt like he purposefully averted his eyes every time, maybe Mark's mind was playing tricks on him, maybe it wasn't.

Renjun had ranted to him over facetime at three am one night about how Donghyuck seemed to squash any and all rumours quite quickly about whether or not he was gay, Heejin and him had made up somehow apparently and Renjun had seen the two of them spending time together - what for, Mark didn't know, nor did he want to. Renjun had said it was probably some sort of ploy due to Hyuck's parents. They all knew the story and they weren't the worst, but when Hyuck's older brother, Taeyong, had come out they just seemed to ignore it - they pretended like it hadn't happened and they never brought up dating around Taeyong ever again until Taeyong had gotten quite sick of it and had decided to bring his boyfriend (although he hadn't introduced him as his boyfriend, it was quite clear by the two's body language that Taeil very much was) to their annual family Christmas party. Not his proudest moment he has admitted on multiple occasions but, to Mark and the others it was quite the scandal, particularly as lovely as Donghyuck's parents were, they just seemed to not realise the number of people around them that were gay, much to the amusement of the majority of their friends. Just about everyone was gay, bisexual or pan between Mark and Johnny's friends, as well as a copious amount of people attending their school alone were part of the LGBTQ+ community and openly expressed their support of it and how the Lee's were yet to realise it no one would ever know, as well as how they've managed to live in their surprisingly accepting small town where political and social 'issues' weren't taboo. Taeyong had moved out the moment he was accepted into uni and promised that he wouldn't end their relationship for the sake of Hyuck, even if it meant the only time he spoke to his parents these days was when 'required' to at family events and the occasional birthday phone call. Mark and Donghyuck had grown distant over the last two months and Mark couldn't help but feel like it was to do with the rumours. Mark knew Donghyuck's parents wouldn't be happy about him being gay, if he was (Mark was still confused as to whether or not he'd come out to him that day) they would just pretend like it wasn't happening, make up a girl that he was supposedly dating to rely it to the family - it had happened before and it would more than likely happen again. But alas, Mark was far too drunk for him to be able to work up the emotional capacity to act like the best friend, if he could even call himself that anymore, he should be too Donghyuck.

- - - -

    "Jaehyun, please stop, I'm too drunk for this-"

"Being drunk is the perfect time young padawan! As the expert on all thing’s soulmates, please remember I have known mine since I was a mere five years of age, I am the most qualified to educate you here."

"You're probably more drunk than I am right now-"

"I probably am, okay, I definitely am but, doesn't stop me from being happy and in love and married to the best person in the world."

"You aren't married?"

"That's what you think."

"Jaehyun, what on earth is that supposed to mean?"

"It means that just because I may not be legally married, yet, that doesn't mean I won't be anytime soon. I just need to pick a ring and then ask him but it's not like he's going to say no right? Having a soulmate, you are bound to that person for the rest of your life, that's the whole idea of marriage, is it not? Oh look, there's Doyoung, see you later Mark!" Mark was flabbergasted, apparently Jaehyun had turned into some kind of Tumblr drabble reciting robot when drunk off the dubious substance in his cup, although if you asked him he'd probably just say it's what happens when you're in love and then flash you the famous Jung smile - dimpled and gummy.

"Wait!" Even when he raised his voice himself it made his head pound, "You didn't give me your advice?"

"Oh yeah," Jaehyun could barely stand straight, gently swaying as he paused in his steps half turned to Mark, “Just confess already. The pining isn't doing you any good and there's no other way to find out if he's your soulmate or not unless he tells you he's the one who caused your tattoo. Right now, you're only hurting yourself, stop feeling guilty all the time and be a little selfish for once, not that telling someone how you feel is selfish. You'll only make yourself sick, literally, either way and yes it could end up worst case scenario but you could also end up happy. You deserve to be happy Mark, you've spent so long doing things for everyone else because you felt like you had to, do something for yourself." Mark let his weight sink to the floor, his back pressed against the cold wall of the hallway.

Maybe it's what he needed to be able to let go?

    "Mark, hey," Jungwoo turned the corner, finding Mark still cuddled up against the wall where Jaehyun had left him earlier, "I was looking for you, you disappeared on everyone."

"Jungwoo... I want to apologise again about what happened at my birthday. I was drunk, wasn't thinking straight. What I did was wrong, so wrong and I'm so sorry for it and for upsetting you and-"

"How many times do I have to tell you I'm okay? Taeyong introduced me to this older friend of his anyway, very cute, very mature so no risk of him doing any classic teenage pining. Besides, neither of us were exactly thinking straight Mark. You and Haechannie will figure things out soon enough."

"Jaehyun told me to confess, that's why I'm here, debating whether that would be easier than yeeting myself off a cliff." Mark couldn't look at Jungwoo, he still felt guilty, sure they'd both been drunk and neither were exactly hoping to start anything in the future but it felt sucky, Mark never wanted to hurt someone else and in that moment he did, whether Jungwoo was okay now or not.

"Maybe you should, get everything out in the open rather than keeping all those emotions bottled up. You never know, maybe good things will come from it."

"Thank you, Woo, I know what I did was super shitty and I really hope you know how sorry I am."

"Shut up Mark, it never happened."

"Right, it never happened."

For the first time in a while, an actual smile threatened to appear on Mark's face. "Come on, lets re-join the party! Winwin got everyone dancing, even Johnny," Jungwoo grabbed his hand to pull him up from the floor, "let’s have some fun."

    As Jungwoo and Mark joined the makeshift dance floor of Yuta's living room, more drinks were pushed into their hands as their friends whooped and cheered that they were back, all far too drunk to remember any of their actions come morning. Jaehyun and Doyoung were cooped up in a corner, speaking in hushed voices to one another, both of their eyes filled with complete adoration for one another. Lucas was twirling Yuqi, the two of them bursting into fits of giggles whenever they made eye contact, it was endearing, Mark thought. Yuta and Winwin seemed to no longer be hiding their relationship status when Sicheng was not-so-subtle, sitting on Yuta's lap, the two leaning in for an R-rated kiss that Mark swiftly looked away from. Jaemin's head was resting on Renjun's thigh as they sat down on the sofa, evidently Jaemin had drunk more than he could handle and Renjun's hands gently cascaded through the younger's hair. Mark liked seeing his friends together, it made him realise just what having one’s soulmate can do, how it can make you feel. But he couldn't help the pang in his chest at the thought, he was alone, his eyes somehow having found Donghyuck among the copious amounts of people dancing. Mark couldn't take his eyes off of him, he gravitated towards him, dancing with some girls from his class who dragged Mark to join them - pushing him towards Donghyuck.

    The younger's head snapped up at the mention of Mark's name, no longer focused on perfecting the choreography to whatever song was playing with Yeri and Irene. Before Donghyuck could escape, Mark clasped his wrist, looking at him with pleading eyes. Now or never, now or never.

Donghyuck freed himself, flashing Mark a disgusted look before walking out of the room as fast as he could without drawing attention to them, Mark close behind.

"Hyuck, wait up please!"

"Leave me alone Mark."

"Come on Hyuck, at least let me speak," Mark's shoulders slumped as he let out a deep sigh, attempting to build up his courage, now or never. "J-just let me say this and then you can scream, yell, runaway or whatever it is you want to do," Donghyuck's resistance against Mark pulling his arm again relaxed, "just, please let me speak."

"Fine. What do you so desperately have to say?" His voice was wobbly, Donghyuck was telling himself that it was because of the cold October air and not his emotions getting the better of him. Donghyuck doesn’t even remember at what point they’d made it outside – nor does he see the audience of one they’ve gathered.

"Okay, right, here we go."

"I don't have all night Mark."

"Right, sorry. Of course, I just need a second." Was the air getting thicker or was Mark just having trouble breathing?

"Here goes nothing," Mark took one last deep breath and closed his eyes, he had this speech engraved in his mind ready to use it at any moment, "I like you Hyuck. I'm pretty sure I'm in love with you and I'm also fairly certain that you're my soulmate.

I know that we're young and I'm definitely dumb and you aren't even eighteen yet but, I know that I'm in love with you and I trust that the universe made us meet that day in the library because you are my soulmate. I can't imagine my life without you, I can't imagine waking up next to anyone else. I can't imagine kissing someone else, holding someone else in my arms, running my hands through their hair, listening to them hum along to the radio. It's always you, in my daydreams and my nightmares, whether I'm asleep or awake you're always by my side.

Believe me when I say I tried to stop, I tried to convince myself that you're not the one. I spent so long crying myself to sleep, begging the universe to let me stop loving you, I tried, I really, really tried... but, I'm always going to love you. I think I've known that since the day we first met and I need you to know that, I'm always going to love you. No matter what. I've imagined me saying this to you hundreds of thousands of times and I was never going to say anything but I can't keep doing this. I can't fake another smile, I can't fake like everything’s alright all of the time, I can't fake that I'm alright. I love you Donghyuck."

"Mark," Donghyuck inhaled sharply, "I don't know what you want me to say..."

"Say you feel the same, say you can feel your soulmate mark showing up, whatever," the pleading in Mark's words was clear by his breathlessness, "Hyuckie, please, I know you can feel it too."

"I'm sorry Mark, I really am," his shoulders slumped and he couldn't meet Mark's eyes, Mark's pleading gaze, "I'm so sorry. I can't do this. I don't feel the same, I'm not in love with you Mark. You're hurting someone else by doing this, please get over me and stop - I know you won't be able to handle the guilt. I can't let you hurt someone else, I can't hurt you by lying like that. I'm sorry... I'm so sorry."

And with that he turned away, leaving Mark behind, hiccupping in attempts to breathe while he sobbed uncontrollably. A pair of arms wrapped around him, pulling Mark into a warm chest, a gentle hand patting his head and muttering "it's okay" over and over again.

    Mark had never felt more sober than he did in that moment. Dizziness overtook him, the walls if the hallway felt like they were closing in around him, getting closer and closer, suffocating him. He sobbed and sobbed until he didn't have a single tear left to cry, his body spasming as he tried to catch his breath, hiccupping into the comfort of Johnny's arms.

Mark had never wanted to get drunk more in his life.

- - - - -

    Donghyuck is peacefully absorbed in his history textbook when his attention is snapped away from medieval medical treatments and to Jaemin quite literally plonking himself in the chair over the other side of the table to Donghyuck, letting out an exasperated sigh as he does so, backpack discarded on the floor by his feet as his eyes meet Donghyuck's - they're inquisitive and Donghyuck feels himself shrink in on himself a little, out of apprehension, fear or embarrassment, Donghyuck isn't sure.

"What happened with you and Mark?"

There was a slight bite to Jaemin's voice, no traces of any gentleness or subtly. Jaemin wasn't for softness when it came to life generally, particularly when someone’s upset, he approaches situations with the grace of a herd of elephants.

"Nothing."

Jaemin tuts, rolls his eyes and lets out a deep sigh, clearly not satisfied with Donghyuck's answer - or rather lack thereof.

"Oh, that’s not what I heard?"

Donghyuck can't tell if Jaemin drew the short straw and is the one tasked with interrogating him over the events of the weekend or if he's genuinely doing it for himself. Maybe Mark is keeping quiet about the events of that night, however even with how good the two are at avoiding one another it is clear Mark hasn't been in school the last few days, they aren't that good at not having crossed paths remotely once. Donghyuck couldn't help the pang of guilt. Donghyuck also knows that Jaemin isn't giving up, he's tapping his fingers against the desk as if he's hoping that'll prompt Donghyuck to talk. Jaemin is nonchalant about most things in life (aside from anything Renjun related), yet he doesn't back down and is evidently undaunted when it comes to getting what he wants.

"Well, nothing happened."

"Bullshit." Jaemin counters, without missing a beat.

Donghyuck is taken back by the harshness of his voice. Honestly, Donghyuck thought they would drag this out for longer, more like he was hoping he could keep up his charade of 'nothing happened' for longer, staying in his little bubble where he could pretend like everything was okay - like that night hadn't happened and he hadn't broken his best friends heart. Jaemin was the type to bug you to just the right level of being ridiculously annoying to get what he wanted out of you - driving you to insanity bit by bit was more his style unlike the current look of utter despair lacing his usually kind features.

"That's utter bullshit and you know it. Whatever fantasy charade you're keeping up by pretending everything’s okay is ending right now. You keep sighing in lessons, I can practically feel the anguish radiating off of you from the other side of town and here you are straight up lying to my face and just about everyone else, including yourself."

"Why do you care so much?" Hyuck didn't mean to sound so cold, it was just a second-nature defence mechanism at this point as well as being caught off-guard by Jaemin's sudden outburst.

Jaemin looks at him again, staring dead into Hyuck's eyes like he's searching for Donghyuck's last remaining brain cell, jokes on him though because it's not there. "Because Haechannie, I actually care about you and want to make sure you're okay as well as Mark. The tension between you two is downright depressing and I thought all the melodrama ended when Renjun and I got together but clearly, I was wrong, the two of you are so much worse. Both with permanent pouts on their faces, avoiding talking about whatever happened so no one can do anything to help which again, is just," Jaemin let out some disgruntled sound in lieu of an adjective but laced with the same disgust he was attempting to convey, "you see? Everyone has been here before, we're not all Jaehyun and Doyoung, you're more like Johnny and Ten and the utter mess that was the start of their best-friends-to-boyfriends transition. We all care about you; we all want to make sure that you're coping and not making yourself sick." Jaemin's now looking at him with one eyebrow raised as if Donghyuck's now supposed to magically understand whatever Jaemin's word vomit was actually implying.

Donghyuck lets his eyes wander over Jaemin's appearance, his hand griping his hair in anticipation of Hyuck's reply, pupils blown, wide and gazing at Donghyuck's face for any hint of emotion, looking slightly manic. Donghyuck evaluates his current position and with a deep breath he feels calmer, his muscles have relaxed, a smirk graces his face and-

"Oh, I've been meaning to ask, how are Johnny and Ten?"

6 NEW MESSAGES FROM RENJUN

I don't know what you did but you broke Jaemin

I've been trying to get him to shut up for years and you did it in less than half an hour

teach me your ways

he hasn't said anything since he got back, he's just sat there staring out the window with his mouth hanging open

Jisung and Chenle are seeing how many blueberries they can get in his mouth until he snaps out of it

they're up to nine

let me know how many they get up too

and tell Jaemin I'm sorry and that I'll

talk when I'm ready.

Donghyuck smiles, its only small but it’s his first genuine smile in a while.

- - - - -

     The rain is bouncing off the ground as he walks home, splashing his ankles and soaking the ends of his jeans. The temperature seems to have dropped by a million degrees since this morning and he's wishing he checked the weather app and put a warmer coat on. He's at the point where the harsh October air feels like it’s getting in his bones, just about every inch of him is freezing and just when he thinks things can't get any worse, as he turns the corner to his house he's met by a tall figure sat on the steps leading up to his door.

The rain is the last thing on his mind as he lets his umbrella drop to his side, tilting his head as if that would help him get a better look at the boy that's slouched over, flicking his phone between his hands.

Upon hearing Donghyuck let out a pathetic attempt at a cough in hopes of gaining the others attention, the mop of blonde hair moves until Hyuck is met with a heart-warming, lopsided smile he could recognise anywhere.

"Hey, Haechannie."

"Hello, what can I help you with?"

"I think you know why I'm here."

[mynctzenday-reads]

Engraved, I’m yours.

Doyoung x Female Reader

Genre: Fluff (slight angst?)

Summary: Once you turn 23, the name and the star sign of your soulmate appears on your wrists.

Word count: 2.6k

a/n: Something I quickly wrote for Doyoung’s birthday. So in saying that… I apologise for the lack of smoothness that the flow of the story has.

“Happy Birthday Doyoung!”, the NCT 127 members burst into Doyoung’s room as soon as the clock showed 12. “Thanks guys”, he smiled widely as the boys attacked him. “Let’s check who his soulmate is!”, Taeyong excitedly exclaimed as he took hold of one of Doyoung’s wrists and Yuta took the other.

The two boys who were holding onto Doyoung’s wrists scanned them and showed the rest of the members. Doyoung had yet to see the newly printed characters on his wrists.

Winwin read out the name and Jaehyun had stated the star sign. Doyoung could not believe what he had heard. He thought he had heard wrong. He drew his hands back to himself and read what was engraved onto his wrists. 

The name and star sign were indeed your’s, and Doyoung was ecstatic. He had had the biggest crush on you ever since Taeil had introduced you guys and now that he knew that you were his soulmate, he felt great.

“Your soulmate…”, Haechan started. “Is Taeil’s-”, Mark continued before he got cut off. “Is my younger cousin?!”, the eldest member went wide eyed.

“M. Y/n”, Jungwoo read out the name again. “Aquarius”, Johnny took a hold of Doyoung’s left wrist and examined the constellation. “Are you sure it’s the Aquarius sign?”, Taeil asked the taller member. Johnny nodded.

“With so many of them in our group and with me being one, I am 100% sure”, the taller male nodded. “I can’t believe that Doyoung hyung’s long term crush turns out to be his soulmate”, Winwin stated in awe.

“I can’t believe that my little cousin’s soulmate is my fellow member”, Taeil stated in the same manner as Winwin. “Are you disappointed? This isn’t going to make our friendship awkward is it?”, Doyoung worried.

“I’m not disappointed, just kind of surprised. And why would this make our friendship awkward? I’ve known about your crush on her since day one. It’s not that hard to see”, Taeil chuckled.

“Speak of the devil”, Doyoung’s roommate chuckled as he looked over at the older man’s phone to read a message from you. “Hyung, I think you should respond to her”, Mark passed the phone over to his roommate.

“Tell her that she’s your soulmate as well”, Yuta smirked. Doyoung shook his head and a tinge of pink grew on his cheeks.

“Her birthday is in a few days as well, let it be a surprise for her”, Jaehyun smiled at the thought of you finding out that Doyoung was your soulmate.

Doyoung shooed off those who were not his roommate and picked up his phone to respond but then you had called him. He made sure that everyone but Mark had left the room before he made himself extra comfortable in his bed. He pulled his blankets over his head and picked up the phone.

“Happy Birthday Dongyoungie”, your voice enthusiastically called out. Doyoung was lucky that no one was actually staring at him because he knew for sure that the others would, no doubt, tease the gummy smile that was pasted on his face.

“Thank you y/n”, you could feel his happiness through the phone. “Did you find out who your soulmate is?”, you asked him curiously. Doyoung’s gummy smile grew.

“I did”, your best friend answered nonchalantly. “Oh”, the slight disappointment in your tone did not go unnoticed.

“What’s wrong?”, Doyoung heard your drop in tone and started to worry. “Hm? Nothing, don’t worry”, you forced a smile and lightened your tone. “Well, I just called to say happy birthday and-”

“Hey, y/n. Want to meet up at the café near your house for a bit? I kind of miss my best friend”, the male asked as he hugged one of his pillows tightly.

“Are you okay going out this late?”, you worried. “It’s okay, don’t worry”, he reassured you.

**

“Y/n”, Doyoung waved at you as he entered the café 20 minutes after you guys had ended your call. “Dongyoungie”, you called out at your friend and smiled back.

The male walked over and took the seat by your side.

“Happy birthday”, you said once again and handed him his present. He gave you a look that asked if he could open it. You nodded. In an eager manner, he unwrapped the perfectly covered box and gave you a warm hug after seeing the contents of it.

“I love it, thank you”, the man next to you pat your head and put his new wristwatch on. The admiration in his eyes made you feel special. Doyoung could feel the thought and affection that you had placed in the present.

As the two of you consumed your warm drinks, you could physically see that he was exhausted from the concert rehearsals so you let him rest his head on your shoulder.

“So… who is your soulmate?”, you asked as curious as ever. “Hmm… I’ll let you know after you find out who your soulmate is”, he smiled at you. Such an innocent smile.

**

It was nearing 1:45AM when Taeyong and Johnny messaged Doyoung nonstop, telling him to come home soon. Taeil as well, was messaging you like a big brother and telling you that it was way past your bedtime.

“Looks like my members like disturbing our date”, Doyoung said as he stood up and stretched. “Come on, I will drop you off”, he held out his hand and you took it hesitantly.

The two of you got into his manager’s car and silently rode it back to your house. You said goodbye to the both of them and told them to leave, but your best friend insisted that he should walk you to your door to make sure you were safe. Your protests against that didn’t manage to change his mind at all.

“Thank you for letting me spend the first two hours of my birthday in such a relaxed manner”, the boy said as he tucked your stands of hairs behind your ear. He proceeded to place that hand on your cheek and stared into your eyes, as if to search for an invitation or an answer to an unasked question.

You could feel the warmth of his hand transfer to your cheek. Or maybe you were heating up on your own.

Doyoung slowly inched closer to you and you allowed him to. Once you came to your senses and realised what he was doing, you placed both of your hands on his chest and stopped him.

“You can’t do this, especially now that you know who your soulmate is”, you whispered to him. “Goodnight Dongyoung”, you forced a smile before unlocking your front door and walking in, not taking another look at the boy who had almost kissed you.

“Don’t forget to come over to the dorm on Wednesday afternoon for our drama marathon”, you heard Doyoung say before he left.

“Another missed chance”, you sighed to yourself as you walked to your room.

Flashback

You were hanging out with Kun and Ten at their practice room. The boys were waiting for Doyoung to come so that they could do their vlive.

“My fellow ’96 liner friends!”, Doyoung walked in and smiled at all of you. “Oh y/n is here too!”, he walked over to you and pulled you into a hug. “Rude, where’s my hug?”, Ten smirked at the Korean man.

“Ten~”, Doyoung called out in an overly friendly manner. “Never mind, I don’t want that hug anymore”, the Thai male shook his head furiously and Kun was heard chuckling at his friends.

“You smell nice”, your best friend whispered and you automatically turned to face him. His face was no more than a finger’s length away from you and you could feel his breath on yours. One sudden movement and the two of you would have kissed. Not that you would have minded if that happened.

“Can you two go and be gross somewhere else?”, Kun’s voice had made you two jump away from each other.

“Oh look at what you did to them, they missed their kissing chance”, Ten said in a teasing tone. The two of you blushed red and decided to sit further away from each other.

**

The almost kiss that happened between you and your best friend had made you feel anxious. You hadn’t talked to him all that much after that night because you just didn’t really know how to speak to him. You had used your university assignments as an excuse as to why you were less responsive to him, but Doyoung knew for sure that that wasn’t the reason. He himself knew exactly what the reason was, but just played along with you.

You too a deep breath before walking towards his apartment building and pressing the number to his place. You looked into the camera with a shy smile and were buzzed in almost immediately.

“Oh, Jaehyun”, you had run into said boy as you walked towards their dorm. “He’s just inside”, the boy pointed his thumb to the apartment you were making your way to. You smiled at him and waved at him as he made his way to the elevator to exit the apartment complex.

“My best friend”, Doyoung stood at the door and pulled you into a bear hug before dragging you in.

“Dongyoung”, you smiled nervously and followed him to the living room where he had set up everything for your drama marathon.

**

One by one the members of NCT 127 entered and exited their dorm without disturbing you two. Some would join you two for a bit and then leave. The two of you continually watched episode after episode until late evening.

A sad scene of the drama was approaching and Doyoung could sense that you were about to cry, so he pulled you into a hug and kept you in that embrace even after that scene had passed. You rested your head on his chest and he rested his chin on top of your head. Needless to say, his focus on the screen was completely gone as he played with your hair and admired your hands that were on top of his arm.

**

Doyoung had checked the wall clock to see that it was 11:54PM. You had fallen asleep in his arms, so he decided to shift so that you were comfortably laying on the couch. He smiled to himself. You looked so peaceful when you were asleep and he didn’t have the heart to wake you up and tell you that you should sleep in the comfort of your own bed and home.

Sitting on the ground and facing your sleeping figure on the couch, Doyoung moved your hair out of your face and caressed your cheek. He placed a kiss on your forehead and on your lips. He thought to go get a blanket to cover you, but you had jolted up from your not-so-deep sleep and processed what he had done.

You were faced with his gummy yet shy smile. You didn’t smile back, instead you quickly sat up, placed your hand over your lips and looked at him in shock.

“Sorry, I couldn’t help myself”, he whispered to you as he reached out to grab your free hand. You drew your hand back.

“I think… I think I should leave”, you quickly stood up and walked towards the door. “Y/n, wait”, Doyoung got up on his feet and grabbed your hand. “I’m sorry, I’ve liked you for a while now and I just… I didn’t know how to tell you how I felt. I’m sorry if I read your feelings about me incorrectly, but I can’t help it. Please just forget that happened. I don’t want to lose my best friend”, without even turning around to confirm it, you knew that he showed an upset expression and that broke you inside as well.

“I’m sorry Dongyoung”, your own heart broke at the thought of you breaking your best friend’s heart. “You can’t do this to your soulmate, and I can’t do this to mine.”

You had kind of figured out his feelings after overhearing Ten and Kun talk about you two a few months back, but you never acted on it because you were pretty close to sure that nothing would come out of it when you two found out who your soulmates were.

“Happy Birthday, y/n”, Doyoung swiftly pulled you into a hug and didn’t let you go. You looked over at the clock behind the boy and saw that the new day had begun. Your best friend placed a kiss on top of your head. And you squirmed out of his grip to check your wrists hurriedly.

“K. Dongyoung”, you read out the name engraved on your right wrist. “That’s my star sign”, you looked over to the constellation printed on the left.

You looked up at the boy standing in front of you and looked back at your own wrists to make sure you had not read incorrectly. Still doubting what was newly printed on your body, you quickly took hold of both of Doyoung’s hands and moved his sleeves away to get a better look at his wrists.

“Aquarius”, you looked at the left wrist. “M. Y/n”, you saw your own name on his right wrist.

You felt overwhelmed. Not sure how to react at the fact that your best friend was indeed your soulmate and you were his. A tear fell from your eyes before you even realised.

“Y/n? What’s wrong?”, Doyoung leaned to be eye to eye with you. An expression of concern evident. “Y/n? Are you that upset that we are soulmates? I’m so sorry”, he started talking in a frantic manner. “I should have told you earlier, I’m sorry”, he hugged you.

“You should have told me earlier”, you hit his chest lightly. “The past few days were hell for me because you didn’t tell me who your soulmate was. All these thoughts went around my head and my mind was filled with the worst possible cases”, you confessed, still hitting his chest gently.

“I’m sorry”, Doyoung apologised again.

“But now I feel so at ease. My best friend is my soulmate”, you stopped beating him and let out a relieved sigh. “Thank the deities, they heard my wishes”, you wrapped your arms around the boy who wished you a happy birthday.

“You’re not disappointed that we’re soulmates?”, he asked warily. “I’m so relieved to know that we are soulmates, this is the best news that I could ever receive. I don’t have to worry about you being someone else’s soulmate or worry about my soulmate being someone I don’t know yet”, happy tears streamed down your face.

“I’m engraved with your name. I’m yours”, the arms around you tightened and you felt safe, secure and warm.

**

As the clocks hit 12, the many members of NCT 127 were standing by their doors with party poppers in their hands. They were all about to jump out of their rooms and wish you a happy birthday until they realised that you and Doyoung were having a moment.

The nine of them halted in their rooms and made sure not to disrupt the moment that was happening in the living room of their dorm.

“I’m engraved with your name. I’m yours”, they heard their team’s vocalist say. Yuta gagged slightly and Haechan couldn’t help but cringe in his spot. Taeil couldn’t help but smile like an older brother at his younger cousin finally finding out who her soulmate was.

Once they were sure that you two were all done with your soft moment and somewhat confrontation, they all signalled each other to jump out and wish you a happy birthday.

And that’s how you spent the first hour of your 23rd birthday. With your best friend turned soulmate and your favourite group teasing your (now) boyfriend because of his cheesy line and gummy smile.

[nathansha1803]

Meant To Be

Genre : high school!au, soulmate!au, romance, fluff

Pairing : lucas x jungwoo (hints of mark x haechan)

Word count : 2k

Summary : inspired by this 

Warning : swear words

Author’s note : Hi there! It’s been a long time since I’ve wrote my last fanfic. And this is my first ever NCT fanfic. I’m so sorry if there are any mistakes since English is not my first language. I hope you enjoy this cringy fanfic!

“HOLY SHIT I’M LATE!”

First day of school. And Wong Yukhei, or Huang Xuxi, who goes by Lucas, is late for school.

Well not first day of school actually. It’s actually his first day on Neo Culture Technology Academy of Performing Arts. Quite a long name for a school. But this one is a no joke. Neo Culture Technology Academy of Performing Arts is one of the prestigious arts high school. Every kids around the world who wants to be a successful musician know that being a student at this particular school would give them some kind of privilege that will secure their future.

Neo Culture Technology Academy of Performing Arts, or know by its acronym, NCT Academy, held a global audition for new students every year. That looks easy, but jokes on you. This audition is probably one of the hardest things to be passed in this world. Many kids failed on this process.

Not only that, this academy even had this ‘training’ session to ensure that only the best kids got enroll to the academy. This training usually takes about a year or shorter. If you do your best, congrats. But sometimes there are kids who dropped out of this session.

Knowing this, you might probably think that Lucas did some amazing things to be enrolled in this school.

Fun fact: he didn’t

Lucas was doing poor during his middle school. He wasn’t the brightest crayon in the box. He didn’t know what he wanted to be when he grow up.

This self proclaimed Justin Bieber look alike is failing in every class at his school. His parents, even though disappointed, afraid of their son of not having a future, they supported Lucas through up-downs, and let Lucas to be anything what he want, as long as it is not illegal.

One day, he saw this article about NCT Academy and the global audition they are having in his hometown, Hong Kong. Looking at it, he thought “Why not?”. He thinks that this audition as a one time experience. No hard feelings, no high hopes. Just do it.

He didn’t have any preparation. When he came to the audition place, everyone was practicing their moves, doing some vocal warm up, practicing high notes, and stuff like that.

The fact that he just struck 3 model poses and passed the audition, everyone was so shocked. No exception to him. He was happy, but some of the other competitors didn’t.

Everyone seemed so nice to him. But in his back, those who envied him talked shit. Lucas, being the happy-go-lucky self, didn’t knew this. Lucas is just that kind of kid who just get along with everyone. Until one day he accidentally eavesdrop a conversation, which kind of broke his heart a little. Since then, he started to train hard, becoming a rapper, and also learn Korean language, proving that he is not just ‘a talentless visual’.

Back to current state. Lucas, who just finished his 30-minutes-morning-routine-squished-into-3-minutes. Struggling to put on his uniform while still dripping wet, ran quickly straight out of his room in the dormitory.

He was too busy too realized that a small, inked words of ‘Uh, hi?’, formed on his forehand.

***

“Where the hell is he?”

6 teenagers, sitting in a circle in the multipurpose room. They’ve been waiting for their new teammate for about an hour.

“God, this is our first meeting for out first project, and the new kid is late?” The black hair kid whined as he stretched his arms

“Calm down Doyoung, he could show up in any minute. Besides, what if he’s already up, but he’s just to scared to meet us?” The redhead with slit eyebrows calmed his friend down, patting his back as he cool down.

“I don’t think so,” one the kids, the blonde one, argued. “He’s been snoring since I left our room”

“I couldn’t wait any longer!”, Doyoung shouted. “He should have wake up earlier knowing the fact that it is his first day! And also his first project meeting! This is so unprofessional! This is unacceptable!”

“Hey hey hey,” a guy, with strawberry blonde hair, replied to him. “Why don’t you walk down with Jaehyun-hyung for coffee, you know, cool down for a little bit?”

“Your not angry just because you are also late like him, Mark! I entered the room since 6 a.m. knowing damn well that this a big project and we are meeting our new member!”

“Hey I’m not late! Donghyuck needed some help with this homework so I had to stop by his room. And I also brought Jaehyun-hyung with us!”

“Back again with the ‘boyfriend’ excuses”

“He’s not my boyfriend!”

“EVERYONE IN SCHOOL KNOWS THAT THE TWO OF YOU ARE A COUPLE!”

“God what did I just signed up for” Taeyong, the redhead, facepalmed.

Mark and Doyoung started to argue, not realizing that Jungwoo, is hissing in pain holding his right arm, thinking that it would lessen the pain

“CAN YOU JUST STOP ARGUIN-WHAT IS IT JUNGWOO? WHY ARE YOU HOLDING YOUR ARM!?” Jaehyun tried to break down the argument, until he looked up to his younger mate, in pain.

Taeyong, being the mama good leader he is, quickly get up to check on his junior

“Hold up, wait, is that a, is that a soulmate tattoo!?”

“Wow, that’s quite a long one…”

Everyone gathered around Jungwoo. The poor kid knows that his friends are quite curious about it. He let go his grip and take a better look at this mystical weird stuff

Soulmate tattoo isn’t quite common. Sure, there are tons of stories about them. But it only happened like once in a while. They are very rare, but it actually exist in this logical word. This means that they are actually destined to be each other.

Or to be simplified, they are meant to be.

They usually are their first word for each other. But, the case is quite different from this.

Jungwoo’s arm, still red and stings, is now full with small words, that makes up to a full paragraph. Everyone is just staring at it. Mixed feelings, between shock, confused, amazed to witness such rare occasion, or just simply shook.

Jungwoo, full name Kim Jungwoo, is one of the best student in NCT Academy. Besides a global audition, NCT Academy also held their infamous weekly audition, dubbed “Saturday Auditions”. Everyone who passed this audition, will instantly become a student, and also won a full scholarship throughout their studies in NCT Academy. But again, everything comes with a price.

This audition is probably something that is impossible to pass, much harder than their global one. The one who could actually pass this would instantly become famous, even before starting school. Yet Jungwoo pass this with flying colours.

Not only that, Jungwoo has a damn great visual. His smile could probably make everyone instantly whipped for him. From young to old, no one can resist his sweet smile. His personality, also submits a great fact that this person is just straight up a big ball of uwu. The way he talk and sings, that soft voice, adds up another reason. And he just gets along with everyone, not afraid of skinship.

He’s probably the softest thing in this world that we need to protect from this bad, cruel world.

“Hey are we just gonna stare up at Jungwoo while he is in pain and we haven’t even start our meeting yet?” Doyoung, crossing his arms, quickly snapped everyone to reality.

“Ah about that, leave it to me. I’ll bring an ice pack from the kitchen,” Mark stood up from his position. Just as he about to leave, Jaehyun spoked, “Donghyuck is probably with the dreamies, he’s not having breakfast at this time”

Mark blushed, everyone laughed, knowing damn well that this boy is just trying to steal some time with his boo. It is obvious that him and Donghyuck, nickname Haechan, is a thing. Everyone in the school can see that they are madly in love.

They’re laugh suddenly stop until Doyoung started to talk again, “Leadernim, why don’t you get the first aid kit and treat this guy?”

Taeyong, still concerned at his junior, stood up and was about to leave, trying to help the poor kid. “Yeah, Jungwoo, stay here with Mark, Doyoung, and Winwin. Me and Jaehyun will go out to take the first aid kit and probably some snack. This meeting could actually take a while.”

“Ah, it okay hyung. Let me just do it myself! I’ll go to the infirmary by myself,” Guilty of the kindness of his senior, Jungwoo didn’t want to bother them. He feels that it’s probably better if he just do it by himself.

“Are you sure? You are still in pain, let Taeyong-hyung and Jaehyun do it for you,” Winwin tapped Jungwoo’s shoulder, trying to stop him.

“It’s just stinging pain, it’s not like a I broke a bone or fall from the 5th floor. I’ll just go to the infirmary and kitchen to take some bandage and ice. It’ll be fine!” Jungwoo assured his senior.

Jungwoo never made it to the infirmary.

He didn’t even get to leave the room.

Just as he about to open the door, a wild Lucas appeared slammed the door open, slapping Jungwoo’s face and also sends him flying to the other side of the room.

“I’M SO SORRY I’M LATE! OH MY GOSH THERE IS A PERSON! I’M SO SORRY! MY NAME IS WONG YUKHEI OR HUANG XUXI YOU CAN CALL ME LUCAS! DID I HURT YOU? OF COURSE I DID IT! I’M SORRY I’LL PAY THE HOSPITAL BILLS! PLEASE YOU CAN HURT ME BACK JUST PROMISE ME THAT YOU FORGIVE ME! OH MY GOSH THIS IS MY FRIST DAY AND I ALREADY MADE TROUBLE EVERYONE WILL HATE ME! ALSO MY KOREAN IS BAD DON’T AT ME! I’M SO SORRY LAST NIGHT I COULDN’T SLEEP BECAUSE I WAS SO EXCITED ABOUT MY FIRST DAY IN NCT ACADEMY! I MAY PROBABLY LOOK AMATEUR I ACTUALLY AUDITION WITH MODEL POSES I DON’T KNOW WHY THEY ACCCEPTED ME AND JUST TALENTLESS VISUAL BUT I TRAINED HARD SO I CAN BE HERE PLEASE DON’T JUDGE ME I’LL WORK HARD I HOPE WE CAN WORK TOGETHER!”

Everyone, who was still recovering from Jungwoo’s tattoo, now is having another PTSD after Lucas’s enter to the room.

Nobody talked. Horrified, shook, no words can escape their mouth.

Taeyong, mentally and physically facepalming, questioned himself why he actually wanted to enroll in this school where everyone shares the same braincell including him.

Jaehyun, grateful for Jungwoo’s guilty as he will not get hit by Lucas

Doyoung, stands stiff, suffers from second-hand embarrassment.

Mark, hoping he would get a same age friend, suddenly regrets his wish.

Winwin, calmly watches the drama.

While Jungwoo tried to get up, he realized that the boy’s word is the one that was marked on his hand just right before this incident happened. Jungwoo looked up to Lucas’s eyes, shocked that his meant to be soulmate, is right in front of him. Right now.

Lucas, guilty of what just happened, kneeled down, giving his right hand to his victim, trying to lift him. “Are you okay?”. Jungwoo look to his eyes, he immediately blurted out, “Uh, hi?”.

Lucas finally noticed why his hand stings. He saw his hands, read the small serif font word on his hand. His eyes immediately lit up. He look to Jungwoo. “This, this, this could not be-ah I’m so sorry”

Jungwoo saw the nervousness and guilt on his face, he just smiled. Ah he’s kinda cute.

“It’s okay. I’m Jungwoo. You must be Xuxi.”

Lucas blushed hard. What did I do to deserve this cinnamon roll.

“Ah yes,” Lucas brushed his hair, trying to hide his flushed face out of embarrassment. “I must be so embarrassing, am I?”

“People make mistake, that’s normal,” Jungwoo tucked some of Lucas’s hair behind his ear. This doesn’t help Lucas as his face turned much more red.

“Ahem, I’m sorry to interrupt your destined meeting, but please, get a room. And also, we have a meeting for our first big project,” The other five stand in unison, breaking their moment.

Jungwoo and Lucas looked up to them, still embarrassed, laughed out.

“Hey, you might be new, but it’s okay, we’ll take care of you!” Jungwoo reached out his right arm to Lucas. Lucas, realizing that his days are gonna be much better, grabbed his arm and smiled.

“Yeah, especially when my ‘meant to be’ is next to me”