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shaechans · 4 years

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boyfriend! yuta

the boy: nct’s nakamoto yuta

type: headcanon + timestamp

word count: 861

a/n: woohoo my first request!! honestly, i was really dried out of my brain when i was writing this so i really apologize if it’s too plain or not what you expected:( but i tried to write my best!! also, the grammatical errors IM SO SORRY

nakamoto yuta sigh

seriously though to have a boyfriend like him is so ~dreamy~

like he’s so SO soft with you like???? can i please have that treatment as well???:(((

definitely treats you like how he’s around mark oMG

despite seeming all cold and intimidating at first glance, he had THE SWEETEST smile and you were like yes i do

i envision him as one of those boyfriends that wANTS and HAS to be there for every relationship milestone

like you got promoted? kisses and cuddles and champagne!! you cooked without burning the kitchen? celebrates with takeout cause you did burn the food, yay!!!

just likes celebrating, celebrating with you that it;) I MEANT IN YOUR COMPANY NASTIES

will do ANYTHING and EVERYTHING for you

you can just “yuta i’m col-” bell rings, he’s got all the members blankets and hot packs and you’re cuddling what?

oh the way he looks at you:(((((((((((

literally soSO much love like he’s gonna forget how you look if he bLinks

skinship!!!!11!!! is his type of love showing(??) like has to be touching or holding you somehow

however his favouritest thing is flirting with you and embArRASSING you in the MIDDEL OF TE STORE LIKE SIR??????

would purposely stretch so his shirt rides up a bit or just pda pda so you’re all like //o//

unLESs you pull an uno reverse at him then he’s all (づ￣ ³￣)づ so yeah there’s no winning with skinship

PLEASE HE’S SO ANNOYING IN THE BEST WAY

just loves to see you irritated and will even trigger you with the smallest things

butbUT would launch at anyone who comes after you, he’s just protective like that

but would NEVER intentionally hurt like it WOUDL KILL him to see you suffering

also hiding stuff from him omg he’s gonna hurt

he just wants to be there for you always so just please share everything with him:”)

never EVER forgets of even hesitates to compliment you

your personal hypeman and will do anything in his power to see you at your happiest and would even go to the extent of giving you your space which is so haRD for him to do so you’re all like OMG I LVOE UOU

please!! appreciate!! him!!! back!!!!!!!

literally all it needs to get him beaming is smiling at him but seriously he might explode in tears if you surprise him like he would seriously melt

“y/n- i’m just so- voice crack why must you hurt me like this- tHANK YOU BABY” yes, yes you’re welcome for the ice cream you asked for

just just please appreciate his presence and love him as MUCH as he loves you just PLEASE thank you

[ 1:23 pm ] you honestly didn’t expect to sleep off at the 127 dorm. well if you did, you would’ve carried an extra set of night clothes to sleep in. however, yuta made sure to take care of that by stepping in with his various articles of hoodies! and baggy t shirts!!! plus it’s not like you could say nO to a clothing article that smells exactly like yuta??? yes please give it.

promising yourself and yuta (and the boys) that you would be out early the next day you were fine going to sleep in the comfort of yutas' arms. well that was before your tired body decided to wake up after noon sigh. you were a little embarrassed to face the boys, feeling like an intruder but yuta thought otherwise.

“good morning sleepyhead!” he exclaimed excitedly, rushing to your place on his bed, placing happy kisses on your forehead and cheeks. he smiled hearing your giggles before leaning back, arms still around you.

“why didn’t you wake me up when you did?” you pouted, playing with the hem of his very comfy white t shirt, pulling at yuta’s heartstrings unintentionally. “well i didn’t cause you needed the sleep baby. do you even know how exhausted you were last night!? i was so worried” he replied with a hint of worry in his voice as he fixed your hair gently.

you sighed standing up from your place, pulling the love struck boy along with you, before thinking once again: what are the boys gonna think. you stopped abruptly, yuta hitting your back softly.

“what’s wrong?” he asked, eyebrows furrowed. “uh a-are the boys okay with me here?” you cursed slightly at stuttering, knowing how it’s gonna burden yuta with you not feeling comfortable.

“why? are you scared or uncomfortable because i’ll talk to them if you want me to-” “no no baby it’s okay! i was just, i felt like i was interrupting, coming and spending the night uninvited.” yuta squished your cheeks, your lips forming a small pout (yuta chuckling at the sight cause surprise surprise you're adorable).

“are you kidding me?” he started, stroking your cheek softly, “the boys ADORE you. they are always talking about how fun and blah blah you are. they shouldn’t cause i'm supposed to do that" he muttered halfway through causing you to laugh softly "but i can’t stop them cause it’s all true.” he rambled on finishing a small peck on your lips.

you smiled, nodding before following him out of the room, to all the boys screaming a good morning to you and taeil giving you a plate of slightly burned toast with an innocent grin. maybe you just needed to listen and trust yuta, like always uwu.

this is so LONG IM SORRY i got a little carried away but eh it’s cute and i love yuta soososo much so it was just the yutazen in me that popped out woo. anyway i hope you like it and thanks so much for requesting.

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stroni-bomb · 5 years

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Son of Satan, Prince of Hell

Warnings: mentions of blood, death and a lot of angst

Being the Prince of Hell and Son of Satan meant Yuta had to be untrue to himself since the day he was born. He watched others fall around him, wanting to save them, forced to stand by and laugh. When he realised what he was bound to inherit he couldn't take the pain any longer- leaving his home and Father behind for good.

Demon!Yuta - Backstory ~Stroni~

26th October 1995 - The Prince is Born

Fallen angels blew their trumpets. Hell hounds howled and other demons cheered. Slaves, although unwillingly, celebrated their future leader. Yuta, the Son of Satan.

His mother, bless her soul, was instantly killed as soon as she gave birth. Her crying child ripped from her arms, a spear instantly stabbing into her skull. She was successful, test subject number 203, in finally bearing the Son of Satan, the Prince of Hell.

Others before hadn't been so lucky, the baby too strong and killing her and themselves in the process. A few had managed to survive to this stage, only to give birth to a beautiful baby girl. Pathetic is all their father would say as he personally took the baby from the subject and thrown her into a fire pit. The subject was killed soon after.

Yuta wasn't aware what his life had become, what exactly was expected from him or the pressure he'd receive. At this point he didn't care, he was just a little baby demon blissfully unaware of the monster which was his father.

26th October 2000 - The Prince's 5th birthday

Yuta laid patiently in bed not having gotten any sleep since the excitement brewing in his stomach was far too much. He was still innocent at this point... far too innocent.

He was waiting for his maids to come in, the ones who usually took care of him. On past birthdays they'd come with bags full of presents, the concept of presents were fairly new to Hell, a slave from the living world gave them the idea. Yuta had no idea that he was a slave, nor that every morning he gets tortured just like the other millions of slaves that live here.

No one came. It was approaching midday but Yuta wouldn't know that, he was definitely aware that they were arriving much later than usual though. Cautiously, he jumped out of bed and tip toed to the door, ever so quietly opening it just a crack. He couldn't see anyone but he heard a booming voice down the hall.

He was only five....you couldn't blame him for wanting to explore.

Quietly following the voice of what he thought was the King (he had no idea if was his father) he noticed there were smaller voices too, voices that he knew belonged to his carers. Running now he found the room they were in and took a peek inside, the poor boy had no idea what he was going to end up finding.

"I told you to stop with such childish things," the King boomed, slapping the eldest carer across the face with such an impact that a bruise was already forming.

"We're sorry your highness but the look on his face when he gets these gifts is too precious," the woman dropped to her knees and bowed her head to show her sincerity.

"Sir if you saw his face you'd-" the King grabbed the younger carer, secretly Yuta's favourite, by the throat and squeezed. He didn't let go, not until her body laid limp, no sign of life left in her. The King let go and her body fell, where his hand was previously gripped were now just blisters and burns.

"Anyone else want to tell me what to do with my own son?" He roared at the women who were crouched by the youngest's limp body.

"N-no sir."

Terrified of being caught, Yuta sobbed silently as he ran back to his room, the sight of his favourite carer being murdered in mere seconds staining his pure memories. A little piece of his heart turned black and a thin protective shell started to form around the young boy.

1st January 2011 - Initiating Ceremony

At 15 he was deemed a full fledged demon, something humans would call an adult. His heart had become completely blackened and his thoughts were tainted. Witnessing death after death, his loved ones and friends being ripped from him one by one, all of it was a sick joke from his Father to toughen him into a strong leader. Yuta was unaware of this though too, unaware how every time his best friend would suddenly cough up blood and die in his arms was actually his father's doing, blissfully unaware that his mother was killed on his Father's orders.

Today he was called to his Father's quarters, he wasn't told why but only to come in his best attire and be prepared. Again, no one told him what to be prepared for, only to expect the unexpected.

His had never seen his father without his demon form, such a form that only the King, known as Satan, was able to change into. It was probably a pride thing, Yuta concluded, something that made his father think he was intimidating to others. His son just saw him as a coward.

Politely he bowed,"You called, father?"

Satan smiled broadly, lifting himself out of his throne and casually walking down the steps towards his son.

"Yes my dear boy," he stopped a few metres in front of Yuta, an almost menacing smile etched on his features. The very look of him made Yuta uncomfortable. "Today is the day you officially become Prince my son. Do you know the requirements for such a title?"

Yuta nodded his head with a hesitant gulp. Dzina, a bloodhound and Yuta's only best friend, told him what he must do in order to please his father. He would have to kill one of the slaves, something Yuta sworn that he'd never do.

A click of a door behind his father caught his attention, the unsuspecting slave came in and placed the King's meal on a table. His father gave him a pointed look, a cue for Yuta to commit the murder. He could have easily said no, but if he had then he'd be a "failed experiment", his blood would stain palace walls and anyone he knew would have the same fate. Plus... He really wanted his demon powers.

He lunged at the slave, taking her throat so easily in his hands, his grip instantly tight. He tried to look cocky, to have a smirk written on his lips and forced a laugh out of his throat, his eyes though were pained with sorrow as he kept squeezing the young girls neck.

He was only fifteen.

18th May 2013 - Escape while you can my Prince

"Yuta you should go," Dzina continued to plead, her eyes tearing up. She had found a way out of this hell, literally, and was trying to convince Yuta to be the one that leaves.

“I’m the Prince Dzina,” he shook his head at his best friend, “father would kill us both if he found out.”

She pouted using her abilities as a Hellhound to do her best puppy dog eyes, “Yuta I don’t want to be around and watch my best friend turn into the same monster as his father I-”

“Enough Dzina!” He screamed, his eyes going a dark shade of purple, fists clenched by his side. “I’m not going! I need to protect Hell and everyone in it, if I run away that won’t solve anything.”

She slumped in defeat, beady red eyes glaring into his purple ones, “at this rate it’ll be you they need protecting from Prince, Son of Satan.” She bowed, something she would never usually do, and shifted into her Hound form leaving Yuta alone dumbfounded.

It was his turn to feel defeated. Should he had gone?

3rd July 2013 - Where do I go?

It was the last straw. Yuta couldn’t do this anymore.

As he let go of the limp body of a young slave a lone tear rolled down his cold cheek. He crouched down to examine the body in front of him. He looked no older than twenty, who knows what he did in his past life to end up in Hell but Yuta was sure it wasn’t enough to earn complete death- to never have the chance to reform, to never live any kind of life again. The Prince was sick of being able to make these decisions, being able to kill whoever he wanted to just because he felt like it, this wasn’t who he was deep down. This is who his Father wanted him to be.

Not anymore.

“Yuta...” The Prince quickly stood up, wiping the tears from his cheek before turning to see his former best friend standing there.

“I want to go Dzina,” he whispered. “Take me away. Far away.”

Dzina gave the troubled prince a heartfelt smile, “I’ll sort it out straight away Yuta.”

He tried to smile, he really did, instead it turned out to be a faint quiver of his lips. “But where do I go?”

Dzina gently shook her head, “there’ll be someone on the other side waiting for you my Prince, my Yuta.”

6th July 2013 - D Day

If someone had told Yuta beforehand that angels really did exist then he would have refused to escaping in the first place. Every story he was told as a child seemed to be a lie, Hell wasn’t for the good and not every angel had become a fallen one. All his suspicions of his life being built on one big lie were confirmed to be true as an angel who looked no older than him stood in front of him at the gates to his kingdom.

“Yuta this is Taeyong, he has a kingdom on the Land Of The Living. You’ll be safe there, we struck a deal with heaven that only you will be permitted to leave Hell and accompany Taeyong,” Dzina informed the very lost demon, he still hadn’t picked up his jaw as he gawked at the angel, his natural sworn enemy.

“I won’t have to kill anyone on Earth right...” was all that he managed to say and Taeyong simply shook his head and held out his hand.

“Come,” he said softly as he gestured for Yuta to take his hand. “It won’t take long for your father to realise I’m here.”

It was Yuta who shook his head now. “If I touch you for more than five seconds you’ll die.”

“Angels are immune to a demon’s touch. Please hurry all of us will be killed if we’re caught,” Taeyong sounded desperate so Yuta just shrugged and complied, not completely assured that the angel would be okay.

“Dzina...thank you. Be okay, please? For me,” the bloodhound simply nodded, she didn’t want to break in front of her best friend, crying would only make him stay.

“Bye Dzina I lov-” the demon’s words were cut off. A bright flash of light left him disorientated and the familiar heat of his homeland was replaced with a cool breeze which caused the hair on his skin to raise.

Once his vision was cleared he was met with a big building, one much like his father’s, which was surrounded with blankets of greenery. Looking up he saw blue and white, colours which were much different to the red and purple he was so used to seeing. There was no fire in sight. No screams to be heard. No smoke to be smelt. It was beautiful, it was safe to say Yuta was purely in awe.

“This is N City. There’s only me, you and a Siren called Taeil here right now. I can show you your room if you’d like?” Taeyong pointed to the door of the home but Yuta stayed immersed in the nature surrounding him.

“I- I’d like to take a walk,” he didn’t wait for a reply but instead went forward towards the forest which bordered the homes and plains of grass. His thoughts were dazed and unclear but the pain in his heart could be easily identified. He was hurt, by his past but also the decision to leave Dzina behind. Maybe this would become his biggest regret but he just hopes that she’s okay.

He does love her after all.

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chimfires · 6 years

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Choose me // NCT Nakamoto Yuta

genre: angst/ fluff?

pairing: NCT yuta x reader

warnings: mentions of domestic abuse, alcohol abuse, and I’m not good at angst sooooooooooo

*requested 196+yuta

Staring at the sleeping figure next to you, you wondered how it was possible for a person to sleep so peacefully. So nonchalant about the physical pain he had caused just hours before. You wondered, why you chose him. Why you continued to put up with it. Why you continued to try and fool yourself that you loved him. Ki-young was a shape shifter of some sort. He made you think he was just the man to take him out of your mind.. to trick you into thinking he wasn’t who you were in love with. All he did was validate that you loved someone else... and boy.. did karma sure have it’s way with you. The relationship was disastrous instantaneously. You didn’t deserve any of the physical strikes he aimed at you. Hell, him cheating would’ve been a better karma. You wondered how the same lips that sweetly kissed you, were the same ones that continuously spit curses at you. How the same hands, that held yours shyly in the beginning were the same ones that confidently struck you constantly. Time and time again. You wondered how many times he would continue blame the alcohol on his behavior, even though it was just how he was. You wondered, why you continued to lay next to him. Frankly, you wondered why you didn’t just take the bag you left at the front desk, after he split your eyebrow open leaving a lovely scar, and just vanish into the night.

There were times where you wondered where he was. How he was. How being an idol was treating him. If he was hurt after you left his life. How he felt coming home from his first visit to America, only to hear his best friend moved to another city with the boy from their high school who seemingly swept her off her feet to any one watching. You wondered if he knew you loved him. And you wondered if you would truly ever see him again.

Tears burned your vision as you glanced at the time on your phone.

3:19 am it read. Silently, you rose from the bed, knowing Ki-young wouldn’t feel a damn thing. He drank himself to sleep after you made him so upset over a bowl of rice, leaving a pleasant bruise on your left cheek. It was almost like you were numb to it at this point. You slipped on a hoodie, slipping your phone into your pocket and the hood over your head. You crept out of your apartment, the elevator going down floor by floor, dinging as it past. You slipped out of the elevator, smiling kindly at the front desk receptionist, the elderly woman gave you a sad smile. She had grown insanely fond of you, and hated to see you in pain. She was the one who asked you to make a bag that she would hold behind the desk, so that if at any time, you could finally leave the disaster that was your relationship.

The air was surprisingly cool when you stepped outside, walking over to a bench, you sat. Trying to figure out what was the point of being here anymore. But you had no one. Ki-young made you cut ties with all friends, and your parents had passed a year before in a car crash. Who was left?

“y/n?” a figure said. You looked up, almost believing exhaustion was getting the best of you.

“it’s really you..” he whispered.

“Y-yuta?” you stuttered, staring at the figure in disbelief. He stepped towards the light, revealing the features that you had fallen for, the features you tried forcing yourself to forget

“I found yo- what did he do to you?” he asked.

“yuta please don’t..” you whispered.

“he.. he hits you?” he asked. You ran your fingered through your hair, looking at the ground.

“y/n.. please look at me..” he whispered, sitting next to you. You look over at him, heart jumping at the sight of him.

“he hits you?” he asked, tone softening. Tears welded in your eyes as you nodded, pulling your bottom lip between your teeth.

“How often?” he asked.

“all of the time.. almost every day now” you whispered.

“y/n... you don’t have to go through this-... why did you leave?” he asked. You took a sharp breath, ready to face reality for what it was.

“I left because... I thought that I could force myself to love him.. I thought that, if I was with him, I could feel something for him.. I thought that if maybe.. I tried.. to get.. If I tried to get over you.. and try loving someone else... That it would work... I thought I could stop loving you because it wasn’t gonna happen.. You had just gotten signed to SM and you were so excited.... I couldn’t just dump the fact that I had fallen for you on you.. because I didn’t want your pity.. so i chose him.” you whispered, tears pouring down your cheeks.

“You.. loved me?” he asked.

“I love you.. I’ll probably always love you Yuta..” you whispered.

“then choose me.” he said. You looked over at him, confused.

“wh-what?” you asked.

“y/n.. I never stop thinking about you... I’ve always been in love with you.. So I’m asking you.. to right here.. right now.. please choose me..” he whispered, his eyes becoming glassy. He took your hands in his, gazing at you. You took a deep breath, looking at him.

“I’d always choose you.. over anyone” you choked, wrapping your arms around his neck. He returned the embrace, holding you so tight as if you were going to disappear. You drew back, and he softly rubbed the bruise on your cheek, shaking his head.

“leave with me..” he whispered.

“what?” you asked.

“Right now.. the boys are literally all waiting for you back where I live now.. They’ve heard all about you.. I’ve been looking for you forever.. you don’t need anything... I’ll take care of it.. we’ll get your number changed and.. start new” he whispered. You wiped your eyes. You didn’t work, or have any ties here besides Ki-young. And honestly, all you wanted was the man sitting right before you.

“come with me.” you said, standing and leading him inside. You smiled at the woman at the desk, who eyed Yuta, sending him a polite smile.

“Mae... This is.. my best friend Yuta..Yuta this is Mae.. she’s been taking care of me..” you said, introducing the two. her smile grew and Yuta kindly shook the womans hand, bowing.

“Thank you for taking care of her” he said. She smiled

“Of course.. I love y/n” she said.

“ I was wondering.. could I have that bag I left you?” you asked, the womans smile only grew larger.

“I thought you would never ask.” she said.

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WOW sorry for my shitty angst. I’m trying to work on it. Remember requests are open. We accept all boy group members. Message us a number+member from a group!

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gohyuck · 7 years

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Sleepovers with NCT Dream

anon asked: Am I allowed to request sleepover/slumber parties with NCT Dream? Just somethin cute n fluffy

okay so i’m not sure if this is like each individual member or with the group as a whole so i did...both?

uh for each of them the other members aren’t present because just...assume that the specific member kicked them out for the night or they dont wanna bother member/reader haha

under the cut

mark

“fight me mark lee”

you regret the words like...as soon as they leave you because the moment you finish your sentence you get a face full of pillow

youd forgotten your clothes in the excitement of being able to sleepover at your boyfriend’s so long story short you’re decked out in one of his thinner t-shirts and a pair of his sweatpants

moments before disaster (aka The Pillow) struck you’d been chilling out on the couch and you both were pigging out just watching tv or something

then mark decided to s t e a l a c h i p f r o m y o u r b o w l

you couldn’t just TAKE THAT

so yeah you mouth off and then get pillowed in the face and after the initial shock wears off you kinda just calmly get up and walk slowly towards the kitchen counter to put your food away so it doesnt spill

all the while mark is shaking in his boots the fear is BUILDING

because hes going over the scenarios of what you might do next in his head he doesnt notice you discretely picking up a pillow

he does feel it tho when you hit him upside the head with it

W A R ensues its like... Armageddon

until you pin mark down because hes laughing way too hard to fight back

“cry uncle” “NEVER” tickles him once “uNCLE”

he calls for a truce and you give him one with a warning about stealing food and hes like ok fine ill get my own chips next time and you guys resume watching the movie

his arms around you and youre just using him as a headrest/backrest and its overall a really soft time tbh

mark is really comfortable tbh

and you guys have been dating for a while (dream’s parents) so it’s just like a normal date, practically

its just really chill like you guys dont do much other than marathon movies and pillow fight and pig out

and make small talk

and steal kisses

playing random games like ispy or something just seems like a mark thing

planning future hang outs and dates lol

“hey on our next date im taking you out to dinner” “and a movie” “you bet” “mark i was kiddi-” “its my treat”

it gets late fast though (time flies when you’re having fun) and you notice this and look over to say that maybe you guys should sleep only to find your bf knocked out on the other side of the couch

again

you cant help but smile at the sight

he’s so overworked, you don’t have the heart to wake him up

instead you turn off the tv, put up all the foodstuffs and clean the area quickly, put the pillows up and lay a pillow out on the ground by the couch and find a blanket and then turn off the lights before lying down

when mark wakes up the next morning he wakes up before you and sighs before stepping over you lightly to brush and stuff and to pour cereal for the two of you (hes not even going to TRY to cook)

once you wake up hes like “why didnt you wake me i wouldve taken the floor” and youre just like “yeah thats why i didnt wake you” and he just shakes his head because he cant argue with you and honestly hes

kinda touched, just a little

you have to leave all too soon but you dont go before getting a goodbye kiss and a promise to have another sleepover very soon

just....soft..soft times

renjun

board game central

hes just

head in the game lolol (dont kill me for that joke)

monopoly? clue? sorry? you name it he’s got it like...this boy doesn’t play when it comes to board games

no pun intended

the first half of the night is just you guys playing random board games as best you can with just two people

and then he brings out the chess board

that’s when it gets bumpin tbh

by bumpin i mean you and your boyfriend nearly wring each others throats during the match...but with your minds...because neither of you are speaking you’re THAT concentrated

it’s.....2 hours long

and in the end you guys have to call a draw and like you sit back and just stare at each other blinking and eventually renjun speaks

and his voice is hoarse because neither of you have spoken in a while and the first thing he says (very matter-of-factly, too) is “i’m going to flip the board now”

and you just go “go ahead” hoarsely as well because you’re just in mild shock that nobody won that intense ass match

he flips the board and looks up and stares at you and you stare back and suddenly the two of you are crying of laughter like

majorly uncontrollable you’re just rolling on the floor wheezing

after you both calm down renjun goes to the kitchen to find something to eat and he’s like “it’s 1 in the morning oh my god we haven’t even eaten dinner what the heck” and that sends you into another fit of laughter

“wait but we still have to have like a pillow fight and watch dumb romcoms and horrors and stuff we have so much to do and so little time” “renjun we don’t have to do all the cliche sleepover stuff” “ok but consider this: itll be fun” “its like ass thirty in the morning though/??” “are you saying we cant do it because if so now we HAVE to do it” “...you get the pillows i’ll get the popcorn put the worst movie you can find into the dvd player”

after a few movies its like 5: 30 am and the two of you are still awake

“are you still up” “no are you” “no”

neither of you wants to be the first to fall asleep

competitive couple af

you guys start a two person game of truth or dare and it ends up getting mushy because for a truth renjun asks you like how you knew you wanted to date him

and you get serious and stuff (which he didn’t foresee he expected an answer like “well you look like moomin and like....i love moomin”) and you come at him with like “when i started noticing that your eyes sparkle when you sing and just how happy you make other people and how you love what you do and how-”

he attacks you with a massive hug because oh my god you’re so sweet he’s getting a cavity

“i like you a lot, you know” “i’d hope so i just ate like 90% of your snack stash renjun” “i take that back”

you guys are still awake when mark comes back to the dorm

when he gets out of the shower, however, is a different story - you and renjun are dead asleep while sitting on the couch, awkwardly wrapped around each other

a photoshoot courtesy of mark’s phone camera ensues

(mark goes to sleep to ice cubes in his pillow that night, courtesy of you and renjun)

jeno

king of planning

like he mentally knows everything that can and will go wrong and stuff and knows where the extra pillows and blankets are and is aware of what you’re gonna wanna do and just...he Knows

the first thing you guys do when you get to the dorm is bake brownies

he makes sure to take videos of the whole process and send them to the other members

jeno: guess what yall are missing out on ;) jisung: i hate this family

the kind of bf to try to feed you the brownies and get the food literally everywhere but your mouth

for as put together as he is you guys end up having brownies and ice cream for dinner lol neither of you can be bothered to cook dinner

“babe should we order out” “i mean you can if you want to” “...but jenoooo that means getting up and getting to my phone” “that’s what i thought”

has a cache of games and movies and shows

“take your pick”

you guys end up playing random card games like ERS or blackjack for a while

it honestly is never boring tho because you and jeno are just so comfortable with each other every moment is great no matter what you’re doing

i feel like jeno’s the kind of guy to call his SO a bunch of cute nicknames like he just wants you to know how cute he thinks you are and he does that thru nicknames

“love...” “babe...” “sweetheart...”

after a while though you run out of card games to play and jeno’s about to suggest watching something on tv when he sees your expression

“...what’s on your mind” “...we could mess with your members a little...” “prank calls?” “you know me so well”

within an hour the two of you have convinced yuta that aliens are real and can use cellphones and gotten taeyong to believe that “swag” is a polish swear word and that donghyuck needs to be punished whenever he says it

and jaemin thinks he’s being relentlessly contacted by clowns from a circus in the next town over who think that he’s stolen their tiny car

you guys pass more time just talking and stuff

and putting on songs and dancing to them it’s Good Fun

he makes you take his bed and sleeps on the floor in a sleeping bag

you feel awful about it though so when you’re sure he asleep you go find the other sleeping bag and take your pillow and sleep beside him on the floor

he’s super shook when he wakes up but when he realizes that you didn’t want him to be lonely on the floor his smile is as bright as the sun

texts his friends for help on how to cook a nice breakfast

jeno: yo does anyone know how to make breakfast haechan: yeah jeno: cool what are the directions haechan: i didn’t say i’d give them to you

by this time you’re awake and just like “ok let me handle breakfast”

the two of you just end up eating plain rice and eggs (because you aren’t confident in your kitchen skills) and giggling over the crappy pictures you’re taking of each other eating

all in all the perfect date/sleepover

haechan

the moment you walk in the first thing that happens is that haechan pulls you into a hug

the second thing that happens is he holds you at an arm’s length, looks you straight in the eyes, and goes “we have to make a pillow fort”

you 100% agree it’s a necessity

after putting your bag down on the kitchen he basically drags you to the living room

the couch gets pushed back against the wall, the coffee table is moved to the side and chairs are moved back so there’s just a big floorspace directly in front of the tv

“let’s use four chairs as like pillars to hold up the blankets and bring all our food, phones, everything in so we don’t have to leave the fort the whole night” “i like the way you think.. we should go out some time, get to know each other better” “hyuck we’re dating”

i feel like haechan’s the type to be reserved with pda and stick to handholding (only sometimes, even then) because he’s embarrassed around the other members because they like teasing y’all

BUT when you guys are alone he’s totally different

like after the fort is finished and there are blankets above your heads and you’re both changed into makeshift pjs (just shorts and shirts tbh) and theres pillows around the fort’s perimeter and the tv is on he’ll like

grab whatever you’re currently eating and hold it up and whenever you lean over to reach it he’ll just lean back or move it just out of your reach again

“give it backkkk” “only if you kiss me” “...honestly i was going to do that anyways but now that you’re asking i don’t want to”

leaning into him and him closing his eyes because he expects a kiss and his arm naturally lowering lolol you grab the food and move back without even a peck on the cheek

a pouty haechan emerges

he wont talk to you again unless you kiss him and youre like ugh this big baby

but you dont wanna spend the whole night conversationless so you comply and he pulls you in

suddenly yall are rolling around in the fort laughing and having a play fight just cute af tbh

“hey hyuck we have approximately 9 hours before the other guys come back and i have to go and we have to sleep sometime so we basically have 3 hours to pull some amazing prank” “not to worry, sweetheart - i already have an idea”

and thats when you two set about to turn literally everything upside down in everyone’s rooms

it takes forever because he puts music on while you guys are working and you both end up ballroom dancing to michael jackson

once its done neither of you can breathe from laughing so hard

he makes a really quick dinner and the two of you eat it in the fort

while trading stories from the past couple weeks

“so you’re telling me she just...drank the entire cup of coffee after pouring two monster energies into it” “yeah she straight up chugged it i was in AWE”

all of this is done facing each other while holding hands on one side and eating with the other

“hey is that my shirt” “might be? i just found it in my drawers” “it’s definitely mine” “no wonder it’s so soft”

you guys fall asleep really late (or early, depending on how you look at it) because you spend so much time just TALKING

there’s 80s movies playing on the tv in the background

you fall asleep on your pillow but wake up like sideways using haechan’s chest as a footrest or something just...weird sleep position couple

the two of you wake up to confused exclamations from the other members

“hey maybe we should eat breakfast somewhere else so they don’t kill us for the upside downness” “get your keys i’ll grab money”

jaemin

buys a telescope just for your sleepover

“what’s the point of having a roof if you can’t climb on top of it and stargaze”

has you go up the stairs to the roof first so he can keep a steady hand on your back since the stairs are narrow

you guys have to make like three trips up and down from the roof before settling down

the first trip you guys set the telescope and blankets up and you go down because you need to go back and bring the food up

the second time is because you have to bring pillows up

the third time is because jaemin forgets his phone oops

its still kind of light out when you guys get up on the roof so you pass time by taking selfies and talking and stuff

its cold af outside and youre freezing despite your jacket so jaemin bundles the both of you up in a blanket (or 4)

“so the best time to watch the meteor shower is between midnight and dawn but we can just look at other cool spacey stuff before then” “why would i look at other stars when the brightest star is right in front of me” “that’s the cheesiest thing i’ve ever heard i’m breaking up with you” “aw jaemin you know you love me”

you have to stop him from trying to eat what is essentially just a whole bunch of tomatoes in rice paper in one bite

jaemin forgets to bring games up to the roof and hes too lazy to go downstairs and get anything

youre not bored anyways tho

once it gets darker you guys start pointing out some cool stars and constellations

“babe it’s orion’s belt” “nana look at that star, it looks so bright!” “almost as bright as you” “i already said that about you earlier, try again”

play fighting over the telescope

he lets you look first though

when the meteor shower starts you’re both in serious awe

“can you believe that we’re so small and just..tiny and pliable and insignificant in this universe and there are huge things like meteors just streaking through this vast space of nothingness and just wow” “i’m just glad i exist at the same time as you” “jaemin that’s...that’s not even corny or anything that’s just super cute i can’t even make fun of you for it” “it’s true, though”

both of you forget to take videos of the shower

because you’re just enthralled with the fact that the literal sky is like...on fire and shit

jaemin the type to press chaste kisses to your cheek and pull you ever closer to him at random intervals

Soft BF Alert

eating dinner while watching

he points at like every meteor and is like “look at it goooo”

“gotta go fast” “jae if it was possible to literally delete somebody i’d do that right now...blocked” “you love me”

sings under his breath and you record a vid of him doing it without him knowing because its so cute and just...hes so good at singing youre shook

once it starts getting really late and youre yawning and stuff hes like ok maybe we should go downstairs and sleep

it takes two trips to get everything back down to the dorm rip

at least jaemin doesnt forget his phone this time

once you guys get back neither of you can decide who gets the bed

“you can have it babe i sleep here everyday” “no way i cant do that to you, ill take the floor i practically live here its like home”

its wayyy too late to argue tho you both end up sharing the bed

overall an amazing date like???? meteor shower AND a sleepover with your bf in one night?

thats one successful night

chenle

theres an unspoken meme war between the two of you

like nobody really mentions it its there...looming...constantly...

meme war as in you guys constantly taken ABSOLUTELY HORRENDOUS pictures of each other and use them as reaction images

throughout the night each of you take/send pics of each other to the other dream members

“we should cuddle” “ok how do i know youre not gonna like...lick me or something for a picture of my expression” “you...well you dont but-”

you convince him to watch the ouija movies that are out

he makes it through them but like...

chenle’s either screaming throughout the whole movie or totally shell shocked and you’re just lol @ him

“this isn’t even that scary” “speak for yourself” “i am - come out from under the blanket babe i swear it’s not that scary”

after the movies he’s like “im never letting you choose what to do ever again ever” and you get him saying it on video for the Jokes

its his turn to choose

his immediate response is karaoke

chenle sets everything up for it while you order in dinner because lbr neither of you are looking up the directions to anything with cooking

he screams directly into the mic while youre on the phone to test it

(and takes a pic of your eyes going wide and you jumping a little bit)

“is everything alright on your side” “yeah just ...make that three orders of chicken im gonna be eating my woes away tonight”

chenle gets out the hoverboard and tries to teach you the dance moves to chewing gum

that quickly stops because you fall onto him

twice

within a span of four and a half minutes

nobodys there to roast though so you guys laugh as hard as you want

a lot of screaming

you love his laugh its so bright and happy just!!! wow

ngl since you started dating him his laugh kind of influenced yours so you laugh a lot louder than you did before chenle

when your food comes in youre too busy screaming lyrics to a song to get the door so chenle grabs the food

and tips the deliveryboy even more than he usually would

“you’re going to scare away the neighbors with that singing” “i’m surprised people still live here after you moved in chenle, dolphin sounding little-”

eating on the floor while facing each other

“close your mouth while chewing” “ok hon but to tell me that you spoke while eating” “listen, zhong chenle-”

having a staring contest

loser has to wash dishes

spoiler alert: you lose because he starts smiling and you cant stare straight at him when he smiles without smiling back and blinking really hard its like looking straight at the actual sun

hes super loving and cuddly so while youre washing dishes chenle backhugs you instead of cleaning up the karaoke equipment

“yah you’re sidetracking me” “we should dance instead of being boring and washing dishes like an old married couple” “you can dance while i’m being productive”

he does just that - tries to sidetrack you EVEN MORE by dancing ridiculously while you try to wash dishes

ends up in a soap and water fight

i feel like chenle would sleep a little earlier than the other guys so when youre done cleaning up your (late) dinner and hes done mopping the floor of the remnants of soap hes like maybe we should sleep

you agree because its almost like 1 am and youre tired too

pulling out a big family size sleeping bag in the middle of the living room floor and finding pillows

putting on light instrumental sleep music

waking up to chenle taking like a million pictures of your terrible bedhead and sending them to all of his friends

chenle’s just so fun to be around alfskjdk

jisung

ngl i feel like the night would start off just a little bit awk with jisung

like not awkward to where no conversation is being made awkward just more like small talk while sitting a good foot away from each other on the couch and friends is running on the tv in the background awkward

you get tired of that really fast tho

bc you and jisung have been best friends for a g e s it shouldnt be like this

so you bean him with a throw pillow

straight upside the head like hes an alarm clock that wont shut up

it takes him a second to react but once he does its chaos

he hits you back with like twice as much speed and power

suddenly both of you are on the floor fending for yourselves while trying to attack the other

you fight valiantly but hes just

so dang tall that eventually he grabs the weaponized pillow right out of your hand and holds it way high above your head

“checkmate” “...oh shut up :/”

after that though its a lot more comfortable like you settle into your usual pattern of relentlessly teasing each other

“lets put on mickey mouse cartoons jisung you’ll be able to relate” “are you even tall enough to see the tv” “not everyone can be a beansprout”

jisung pops popcorn for the movies and instead of eating it while watching the movie the two of you just throw kernels at each other and laugh at how dumb the other looks with popcorn in their hair

after a while jisung’s like “we should go out back there’s like... a singular tree and some grass and we can just chill” and you’re like well that’s new in the city so it’s a good opportunity so you agree

bringing a needle and thread outside so you can sew together flower crowns of leaves, grass, and dandelions

jisung leans against the tree while watching you make a mildly lopsided crown

he cant help but laugh when you put it on his head

“hold on im gonna take a picture” “do i look like a beautiful princess” “like a model, jisung, the prettiest princess ever” “will you be the frog to my princess?” “that’s the worst pick up line i’ve ever heard i’m considering taking back my flower crown”

you almost go inside after that but jisung’s like wait what about a flower crown for you

and you’re like oh i forgot i wasn’t really focusing on making one for myself haha

so jisung takes the needle and thread and makes you one

it’s not as pretty as the one that’s on his head but itll do

taking like 20 selfies together with the flower crowns before going back inside

after that he teaches you some of the nct dances

including stuff from the other subunits

“can you teach me taeil-ssi’s cheerleader dance from paju” “...this lesson is over”

jisung making rice and meat for dinner

you fry vegetables and try your hardest not to make anything explode

afterwards you’re lying down on the couch and he’s on the floor below you

the lights are out and its been a while since theyve been off

youre halfway asleep when

“i know youre my best friend but i think i want to date you”

aaaaand youre wide awake again

“wait, jisung, what?” “i thouGHT YOU WERE ASLEEP OH NO” “did i hear you correctly???” “im so sorry i’ll-” “i like you too you absolute idiot oh my god i cant believe neither of us said anything i-” “-move to cuba and change my name you’ll never have to hear from me again-” “-we are SO DUMB wow okay well we have to get together now its the next logical step-” “-and i’ll cut all connection off and. wait. wait, you like me back?” “-and. dude wait have you not been listening to me at all?? yes??”

and that kids is how you and jisung end up together

jisung texts all of his members before you both really do go to sleep (after an awkward hug and a massive bout of embarrassed laughter) that he finally confessed

you wake up to 89 texts and 2 missed calls

“taeyong says i have to keep you safe and make sure you eat three square meals a day” “is it disrespectful if i block my hyung and surrogate mother”

!! youre dating park jisung congr a t s

ALL OF NCT DREAM

you open the door immediately to hug bombardment by chenle and jaemin

mark closes it behind you (and shrugs apologetically) considering you cant because youre sandwiched in between the two other members

the first thing all of you do is eat because haechan’s made dinner (with, as jeno keeps reminding everyone, jeno’s help)

hc: all he did was heat the water jn: but it was necessary and helpful, wasn’t it

the second order of business is to push everything out of the way in the living room so the floorspace is entirely open

there are, after all, eight people there and its getting tight on the chairs

everyones just like eliminate the seating options and thats best - then everyone will just have to sit on the floor

you: so whats next rj: lets play monopoly everyone, collectively: NO mk: i still have nightmares from last time

jisung suggests twister and everyone (foolishly) agrees

jaemin calls out the colors and limbs and soon you find your left arm reaching over chenle’s right leg and your legs trapped under jisung’s torso

hc, monotonously but muffled as his face is somewhere under renjun’s right armpit: wow this is so wild

after that ends badly (mark nearly suffocates from jeno’s left foot being literally in his mouth) everyone agrees on never taking a suggestion from jisung again (including jisung)

you suggest a movie marathon and everyone throws pillows at you because that’s “basic”

jm: what about truth or dare jn: wow nana that’s actually a good idea jm: im going to ignore your tone and take it as a compliment anyways

truth or dare quickly causes everyone to become absolute messes because stuff like this happens -

you: renjun, truth or dare rj: truth you: so if you had to gently caress anyone here’s bellybutton, whose bellybutton would it be rj: i

mark and haechan and chenle can each barely breathe because theyre laughing too hard

meanwhile renjun’s mentally going through his brain files of everyone’s bellybuttons and ruing the day he was born, not necessarily in that order

jeno’s videotaping the entire game for future blackmail

hc: jisung if everyone here was a redwood tree who would you set on fire js: you hc: you..you couldnt have hesitated? for even just a secon d

jn: chenle go out in the street and yodel cl: you didnt even ask me truth or d- jn: do it

by the time truth or dare ends its pretty late but youre all way too hopped up on each others embarrassment and general having fun with friends to sleep

cl: karaoke? hc: karaoke. you: maybe karaoke will be our always

the noise level grows like exponentially once karaoke comes on

and it was already pretty freaking loud to start out with

mark’s halfway through a particularly soulful rendition of eminem’s lose yourself when you take a look at the clock

you: guys its almost 3 in the morning jm: sleep is for the WEAK js: chenle’s been knocked out for at least a half hour jm: exactly

mark and jeno move chenle onto the couch and put a blanket over him while you, haechan, and renjun set up sleeping bags and pillow and blankets on the living room floor

jaemin and jisung turn the music off and make sure the kitchen and everything is clean (and twister is put away)

you turn off the lights and lie down in the bag between mark and renjun

you: we should do this another time jm: minus the twister everyone: minus the twister

jeno wakes you up by stepping on your stomach the next morning while trying to escape renjun and his Pillow of Wrath

the pillow fight’s a little late but hey

8 am is better late than never

a quick breakfast is had while everyone takes turns brushing/showering/changing and it hits 10 am quicker than expected

everyones sad when you have to go back home but!! you all had fun and thats what counts

youre not surprised when mark texts the group chat later about hanging out again soon

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Of Snakes and Lions Ch-8

Rated: Smut

Pairing: JaehyunxReaderxTaeyong

Summary: Your new term at Hogwarts starts with more drama then you intended. You didn’t expect your oldest friend to have feelings for you, but you didn’t expect to have feelings for a Gryffindor jock either.

Mini Masterlist

She sat between Yuta and Jaehyun in a room high up in the Gryffindor Tower. They were all clearly waiting for something, and she just went along with it. Bringing her cat like she had promised so Jaehyun could meet her.

“Look at how pretty her eyes are!” Jaehyun cooed as he tried to pick her up the fourth time and she snarled at him. (Y/N)’s laugh only grew as nightshade buried further into her lap and Jaehyun pouted.

“I named you, you know? You should love me too!” He scolded nightshade, and she just looked up at him with bored eyes before facing away and resting.

“Snitch is so much better.” He muttered to himself and (Y/N) turned up to him with confusion.

“Snitch is my dog,” He clarified. “He lives back home. He’s actually very nice to everyone.” He explained and she nodded thoughtfully.

“Dogs are easily trusting.” She spoke, stroking nightshade’s head with a little bit of pride.

“They just see the best in everyone.” He smiled and she turned to him. Finding something else in his eyes.

“Okay kids gather around.” A voice pulled them both out of their trance. She turned to find Yuta standing beside Johnny, a little surprised because she hadn’t even noticed him leave. Johnny pointed at two boys who each bought in trays and laid them down between everyone. She saw the small glasses on the tray, already groaning. She saw one boy pour water into the glasses on one tray.

“Alright let’s begin. We’ll play this new, amazing game called truth and dare.” Johnny said with a grin, all the muggle kids in the room collectively groaned.

“For dare we have..” Johnny picked up his hand, showing everyone a bottle of firewhiskey, passing it onto someone who poured it into the glasses.

“And for truth some Veritaserum.” The small group voiced their eager fascination while she stared in a little horror. Johnny himself added a drop each to the water glasses, after which he sat down.

“This is a terrible idea.” She told Yuta as he came and sat down, he just shrugged.

“Maybe some truth and courage is needed around here.” He said secretively.

She was a little nervous, especially because of the person she was sitting beside. She was explaining to Yuta how truth and dare worked when her eye caught someone sit across from her, Jisoo. She offered her a smile which (Y/N) returned.

“Do you know her?” Jaehyun spoke close to her ear, making her shiver a little. Her gaze was fixed on her and she nodded.

“That’s his ex.” Sicheng said, making her turn behind and laugh a little at the ridiculousness of it all.

“Of course she is. I need a drink.” She sighed, “Where did you come from?” She asked Sicheng who just shrugged.

“I promise that at the next Gryffindor and Slytherin game..” Yuta’s voice trailed off as he tried to think of something, “The winning Captain gets to kiss (Y/N)!” Everyone cheered at his words. (Y/N) who wasn’t paying attention, looked up and threw a pillow at him when his words registered.

“You’re literally pimping me out.” She said with heavy disbelief and everyone laughed around her.

“Not if I’m the one winning.” He grinned as he sat down, earning a few vocal expression of disapproval. Everyone else in the room was a Gryffindor, what did he expect.

It was her turn next and Johnny stared at her thoughtfully.

“You can just kiss our Captain now and get it over it.” He said confidently and she blushed, her hand on her cat tightening enough for nightshade to chew on her hand lightly to pry it off.

“You guys are so immature.” She snorted.

“Wow this is the first time I’ve seen (Y/N) this nervous, do you have something to hide.” Yuta laughed and she shot him a warning gaze.

“If not then Jaehyun can kiss Jisoo.” Yuta sat back smugly and the people around giggled.

She hated Yuta, she hated how well Yuta knew people and how was she was being willingly manipulated.

She groaned loudly and mumbled the promise of revenge to Yuta. She drank down a glass of firewhiskey, already feeling herself fill with irrational confidence and then turned and grabbed Jaehyun’s robe.

“Let me make this easier.” She smiled, already breathless and grabbed his neck.

Almost as soon as the kiss had started, she had lost control. Jaehyun’s hands gripped her waist and pulled her into his chest. Anyone watching them would think they do this everyday, the way their bodies harmonised with each other.

A keener eye could tell that this wasn’t the first time, and that they were more eager for this than was initially led on. Jaehyun groaned into her lips and tried to pull her closer than was possible and her mind blanked out with a familiar sense of need for the person in front of her.

Breathing was forgotten for the sake of quenching the thirst inside both of them. The room that had started with juvenile cheers was now silent, some confused and even uncomfortable at the sight in front of them. No one ever guessed this pair as a remote possibility, no one even thought about it, but Yuta caught Sicheng’s knowing eyes, grinning to him in a way that send the message. Sicheng smiled and looked away.

Yuta had just struck on his friend’s behalf.

Yuta coughed intrusively a moment later and she pulled away, like her mind was working again. Both of them were breathing rapidly, still caught in each other’s presence and forgetting about the others in the room.

“I can’t do that again.” Jaehyun said, licking his lips in a way that took her attention and distracted her from registering his words for a moment. When she realised what he said, her blush of embarrassment was prominent.

“Now Jaehyun’s going to try much harder to win.” Yuta said and everyone laughed, attention shifting from the both of them.

After that moment, her mind still burned with his words. She wasn’t really paying attention to everything around her, and just repeating his words in her mind over and over. It got to a point where she couldn’t sit in the room anymore that suddenly felt smaller with far too many people.

“I have to go.” She said getting up suddenly, interrupting something she wasn’t listening to. Everyone nodded but Yuta and Jaehyun looked at her unsure. She looked to Yuta’s lap, where her cat was fast asleep.

“I’ll take her back.” He said with furrowed brows.

Once she got up and left without another word, everyone went back to conversation at hand and Jaehyun followed her after a moment’s thought.

She was walking through the empty corridors at an eager pace. Just wanting to get back to the security of her room where she couldn’t embarrass herself any further.

As she turned a corner, she almost toppled over when she noticed Doyoung walking down the hall. She was shocked by his presence but didn’t want to stop.

“Hey.” Doyoung said, his eyebrows lifting in a way that was typical of him. His resting face was a frown. She just dipped her head politely and hoped to make an escape.

“Hey what’s wrong?” He asked, grabbing her arm before she could get out of his reach.

“Nothing. Everything is fine.” She tried to keep her voice neutral.

“That bad huh?” He almost cracked a smile and she couldn’t decide whether she wanted to laugh or shove his hand off and run. She just stood there instead.

“It’s nothing that I won’t get over.” She shrugged and he stared at her thoughtfully.

“You’re shaking the way you do when you’re angry or embarrassed, which is it?” He pressed further.

“Both?” She laughed this time. She thought he’d let her go after getting an answer, but instead he pulled her into an embrace. Shocking her enough to elevate her heartbeat.

He didn’t say anything or do anything beyond holding her tight and despite herself, she wrapped her arms around him in return, needed the comfort more than she cared to admit. He kissed the top of her head like it was a natural move.

He smiled at her initially stiff posture melting into him, turning his head to hold her a little more securely only to notice a shadow from the corner of his eye. His smile faded when he realised it was Jaehyun, his face was drained of blood as he watched Doyoung embrace (Y/N) with a clenched jaw. It didn’t take long for Doyoung to make the link between his presence and her mood.

“Come on.” He said, pulling back and grabbing her hand to drag her away.

“Where are we going?” She asked with confusion but he didn’t respond.

“What happened?” He asked again.

“I just embarrassed myself.” She offered a weak smile while continuing to be pulled by Doyoung. She didn’t know why she agreed to him, but she didn’t want to fight right now.

He stopped walking and turned around, lips pursed as he looked at her properly before sighing. He knew she hated that, he knew she couldn’t stand anything hurting her image and her pride.

She realised then that they were standing at the entrance of the Ravenclaw tower.

“What are you doing?” She asked him and he smiled.

“Your distrust in me almost hurts sometimes. I’m just trying to be a friend to you.” He said and gave the password. He nodded at someone sitting in the common room, who she recognised as Doyoung’s roommate. He reminded her to keep quiet as they walked up the stairs. She couldn’t help the bitter smile on her face and when he stopped to open his door he noticed.

“What is it?” He asked with a confused smile as he ushered her in.

“I’m getting déjà vu.” She allowed a small laugh and Doyoung echoed it too.

“I saw Jisoo today.” She said as she sat back on his bed.

“In the Gryffindor dorm?” He asked and she nodded. He didn’t know what to say after that, he heard no accusation in her voice so he didn’t show any guilt in his.

“Do you want some chocolate?” He asked and she nodded. He picked up a box on his study table and handed it to her. He walked around his room for a moment before sighing.

“I don’t really know what to do or say.” He admitted, tugging on his hair with frustration.

“I know.” She said as she popped a chocolate in her mouth.

“You’re terrible.” He laughed as he sat on the floor beside her. She grinned at lifted herself up on the bed to lay back with her head off the edge. She put a chocolate in his mouth and looked up at the ceiling.

“I’m always afraid I’ll say the wrong thing.” Doyoung spoke up after a long silence, “But I always had my foot in my mouth.” He chuckled to himself.

“I understand that.” She nodded.

“No you don’t.” He sighed, making her turn to him face curiously, “You always know what to say, you always think before you speak and never have a sentence out of order. I always admired that about you.” She was rendered silent, a little overwhelmed by his confession.

“Wow I didn’t-” She looked for the right words.

“It’s okay, you don’t have to say anything. I just wanted to tell you this. I don’t know what happened today, but I know you don’t do anything unless it’s something you really want to.”

There was a long silence after that but both of them were used to that, it was comfortable. Doyoung was playing with her hair when he spoke up again.

“I forgot what this felt like.” He admitted and she turned her head to look at him with nervous eyes, waiting for him to continue, “I guess I didn’t really realise how important comfort was then. I didn’t value our comfortable silences enough.” He spoke and it slowly hit her, he was apologising.

“I guess I always thought that if I waited for the right time you and I could end up back together. But I was too arrogant.” She watched his face as he spoke, when he turned to her he smiled weakly, shifting a little closer to her.

“The next time I bring it up will either be when the time is right or when I’ve lost it completely.” He said as he pushed a strand of hair back and cupped her cheek. Leaning in to connect their lips.

His kiss was soft and hesitant. This was the first time she must have felt him in a kiss and not just his lips. She lifted her hand slowly and placed it on his neck making him smile into the kiss a little. His lips were soft and he didn’t impose, instead letting her explore patiently. She felt a distinct lump in her throat at the sudden intimate action as he slowly pulled away, smiling a little brighter this time and placing a soft kiss on her forehead.

Doyoung woke up first the next day, his face heating up almost immediately when he realised that he was tangled together with her on his bed. He didn’t remember falling asleep and he didn’t know why he was suddenly so shy. They had sex plenty of times, but waking up beside her after an innocent night made his face heat up? She slowly shifted under him, curled up against him as she huffed slowly, her warm breath landing on his shoulder. He lifted his head to check if she was still asleep but his movements woke her up.

She stared up at him with big confused eyes that somehow made his heart erupt into erratic beats.

“Hi.” She said with a sleep laced voice and he hummed in response. Almost immediately resisting the urge to smack his own head because what kind of a response was a hum? And why was he suddenly acting like a 10 year old who had never met a girl before.

“You kind of need to move your hand from under my head Doyoung. I can’t move.” She said with the same face and his eyes went wide. In the moment of panic, trying to move his hand made him only push her further into his chest as she was pushed into the crook of his neck with a loud huff. He froze in panic, waiting without moving. But he heard her muffled laugh and blushed hard this time when her hands lifted to embrace him. He was still too shocked to wrap his arms around her and felt a pang of regret when she pushed away.

“You’re cute when you’re nervous.” She chuckled as she slid off the bed, oblivious to the effect her words had on him.

“Can you lend me a t-shirt? I don’t want to go to breakfast in last night’s clothes.” She asked him and he nodded, still uncharacteristically quiet.

As was the case in the weekends, everyone just sat wherever they wished, most still in their pajamas. She looked around and tugged on Doyoung’s sleeve when she spotted Yuta and Taeyong at the Hufflepuff table. Her steps faltered a little when she noticed Jaehyun but she walked up to the table and greeted everyone politely. She could feel Jaehyun’s gaze boring holes into her side as she sat down, leaving a place for Doyoung beside her.

“I’ll go sit somewhere else.” Doyoung said uncomfortably, sensing the heavy air of unasked questions of them walking in together. He was not a welcomed guest here.

“No, sit with us.” She said with a finality in her voice, when he was about to refute, she asked again and he sighed and nodded.

“Did you two-” Yuta spoke into her ear and she shook her head quickly. Turning to him with a incredulous grin at his dramatic sigh.

“That t-shirt isn’t yours.” Yuta pointed and she clenched her jaw with disbelief. She smiled at his curtly which showed the opposite of friendliness towards him.

“Where’s my cat?” She asked Yuta as a decent attempt to change the topic.

“I left her at Jaehyun’s room. Your cat is in love with him. Refused to leave.” He said pointed at Jaehyun as he didn’t even hide his smirk.

“You can come take her anytime.” He said with a rather detached voice that made her heart sink.

“Is it okay if I come after I wash up? I need a change to clothes as well.” She said with politeness and his gaze lingered down to her tshirt and then to Doyoung briefly before back to her. He shrugged with a bored expression as he slipped his fork between his lips. She bit her tongue and nodded, focusing on her food and talking only when spoken to.

“Do you want to go to Hogsmeade today?” Taeyong asked after a while. She looked up and nodded at her friend who hadn’t spoken much of this time.

“If you want.” She said as a smile grew on her lips. She was happy to see her friend slowly getting back to his life.

Once the three reached the Slytherin common room, Yuta asked Taeyong to go ahead and get ready and that he’d be up in a while. Once he left he turned to her with a rather serious face.

“We need to talk about whatever is going on with you.” He said to her.

“There’s nothing going on. Nothing happened between Doyoung and I last night. I just fell asleep in his room.” She frowned as she spoke.

“That’s not what I was asking, but that’s good to know. I’m glad you’re above sleeping with him just because you got a little horny.” He said and she bit her lip guiltily making him stop his words.

“(Y/N).” He groaned and she winced.

“I know, I know. But it didn’t mean anything.” She sighed with defeat and sat down on a chair in the far corner.

“We’ll talk about this later.” He warned, “And what about Jaehyun?” He asked as he sat down opposite her. She furrowed her brows and looked up, temporarily at a loss of words.

“What about Jaehyun?” She asked and Yuta laughed with disbelief, “He didn’t want to do that last night okay. I’m still so embarrassed.” She mumbled.

“You sound hurt.” He cocked his head to one side with a ghost of a grin.

“I’m just embarrassed.” She shut him down.

“It didn’t look like he didn’t want to do it though, if anything he looked very eager.” Yuta said making her turn to him but then shaking her head to drop the thought.

“Did you see him in the morning? He didn’t even speak to me properly. It was awkward the last time too.” She stopped when she realised what she said but Yuta had already caught on.

“Last time?” He asked like he hadn’t heard her right.

“This is a long story.” She sighed.

“I’ll get some tea, we can delay Hogsmeade for a bit.” His tone didn’t leave room for an argument.

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