I d o, yes. I listen to a lot of latin music, but I tend to like las romanticas a little more like Banda el Recodo 🤢 their music is where I got the inspiration to make this blog, fun fact.
a scenario - When Johnny finds out his best friend (y/n) and Jaehyun both have feelings for each other as the same time Johnny already have developed feelings towards his best friend.
Request: A scenario where y/n and Jaehyun both have feelings for each other at the same time Johnny develops feelings for you, his best friend.
oh Man U guys....r really into the angst huh. regardless here is your prompt I hope u like it💗💗
Today was the day. Johnny looked at himself in the mirror and took a deep breath, adjusting everything that seemed to be out of place. Today, he was going to confess his feelings to you, his best friend, and nothing was going to stop him.
Too many times did he cower and decide, no no, not today, it’s not perfect today. But, despite the cold winter outside, today was seemingly perfect. There was still snow on the ground from last night’s storm, however, the sun was bright enough to keep him warm. Johnny tucks the hair behind his ear and takes a deep breath, giving himself a reassuring smile before he leaves.
“There’s nothing to be worried about.” He tells himself, grabbing the flowers he bought earlier on today.
He sends you a text, asking you if you were busy today. As always, the response was a no, and you agreed to meet up with him for lunch. Johnny sits at the restaurant, anxiously waiting while the flowers sat next to him, hidden under his coat. He saw you enter the door and his mood brighten up instantly, a smile wide on his face. To him, you were bright and beautiful, your smile could light up the sky, and he was certain that there was no one in the world that made him feel this way. However, his smile faded when he saw Jaehyun coming close behind, the smile matching yours.
“Hey!” You say, wrapping your arms around Johnny’s broad shoulders, “What’s up?”
“Nothing much.” The smile on Johnny’s face is still small and he nods a head towards Jaehyun. “Hey man.”
“’Sup dude.” Jaehyun takes a seat next to your best friend and they look so…happy. Why?
Ideally, Johnny wanted to confess his feelings to you alone, without the fear of rejection or pity from Jaehyun. But, he thinks that Jaehyun could probably change the mood if rejection did happen. Johnny takes a deep breath and readies himself.
“So— “ You both say at the same time. You look at each other and laugh.
“You go first.” You smile.
“No, it’s fine, you go first.”
“Positive?”
“Yeah.” Johnny smiles.
“Okay, so.” You take a deep breath and look to Jaehyun, who smiles at you warmly and takes your hand under the table. Johnny looks at the two of you with his eyebrows furrowed, confused and feeling a little hurt. “Jaehyun and I are…dating, I guess?”
Johnny blinks and feels his heart sink through the floor. He feels so stupid and tries to fake a smile, he really hopes it doesn’t look as fake as it feels. “No…way!”
You take a sigh of relief, “Thank God, you’re cool with it! I was afraid that you were going to hate me for taking one of your best friends!”
“Nah, I could never hate you!” And it was true, after this, he knew that he would still find a way to loving you unconditionally.
“That’s a relief!” You laugh, “It was really romantic, first Jaehyun…”
Johnny stops listening after that. He smiles and nods but he tries to keep his disappointment clearly hidden. He laughs when prompted and feels sick to his stomach, the flowers next to him feeling heavy. Once he realizes he’s had enough, he goes to his settings and plays his ringtone, faking a call.
“Hello? Oh! Hey Mom.” Johnny pretends to pull away from his phone, “Sorry guys, I’ve got to go.”
You smile and wave him off and it hurt more than it should’ve. Johnny grabs his coat and flees, continue his fake conversation with his mother and walking down the street. Once he was closer to the dorm, he realizes he left the flowers back at the restaurant. He curses and thinks about going back to get them, but it’s too late, and it’ll probably look more suspicious that way, anyway.
Meanwhile, you’re at the restaurant with Jaehyun and the both of you are too preoccupied with each other that you don’t even realize the flowers on the other side of the table. When you’re both done with your food, Jaehyun gets up to use the restroom and pay the bill, you stand up and put on your coat, something bright and pink catching your eye.
They’re pink tulips, your favorite flower. Did Johnny bring these and forget to take them? You take them in hand, reading the note that’s attached.
“To my first and hopefully last.” It reads, your name beautifully written in gold ink. Your heart sinks and you realize what Johnny really came here for, why he looked so glum, and the reason he faked a phone call (the gag was too old, and you know he did it often.)
You walk outside and take the note in your pocket, throwing the pink tulips away in the trash with a heavy heart. They were too beautiful to leave in this cold weather, and it was even more pitiful to see them in the trash.
Suddenly, an arm is wrapped around your shoulder and you look up to see Jaehyun smiling at you. “What’re you looking at?”
He follows your gaze and sees the pink tulips. Jaehyun sighs and frowns, “Oh man, that’s kind of sad. Seems like someone’s confession didn’t go as plan.”
“Yeah, that is kind of sad.” You say quietly, resting your head against your chest.
“Good thing I have you, though. Isn’t it weird that they’re pink tulips too? Your favorite.” Jaehyun says cheerily, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. You smile happily and wrap your arm around his waist, ignoring how heavy the note felt in the coat of your pocket.
Seo Youngho, you always had the worst of timing. You clench the note in your hand, Idiot.
Mermaid Scenario with Kyungsoo (as requested by anon)
bear with me I've never made a moodboard before so this is probably ugly and I've never written anything related with mermaids before but there’s a first for everything let’s do this!
As a young boy, Kyungsoo has always been intrigued by the outside. He's fascinated by the sunrises and the sunsets, the way the sky turns into pink and orange hues every day. He’s fascinated by the woods, the beautiful flowers that grown under the trees, the animals within the trees and the birds that sing their sweet melody every morning when he goes to visit them.
However, if he loved anything that nature gave him, it was the water. It was steady, calm and always cool to the touch, something that always gave him comfort ever since he was a kid.
Kyungsoo lived in a very small, rural village. His father was a fisherman long before he died in a boat wreck in the middle of a storm. Often, when Kyungsoo was younger, he would join along with his father in the boat and would listen to the stories his father would tell him about the mermaids. Kyungsoo especially loved the story of Sinjinki, the mermaid who was considered to be the guardians of fisherman by warning them whenever a storm was near.
The story of Sinjinki was his favorite, when it was a rainy night, he would always worry about his father but he would quickly retell the story and knew that his father was in good hands.
However, all children must grow up and it so happened the day his father died. He no longer believed in Sinjinki, feeling foolish that a mythological creature was really out there watching over all fisherman.
Regardless of how his father passed, his love for the sea remained constant and true and often sat beside the water whenever he was having a bad day.
Today, was one of those bad days, Kyungsoo’s mother recently revealed the new love of her life, introducing now adult Kyungsoo to the man who honestly couldn’t have been any older than him. Kyungsoo fakes a smile, because he knows that if anyone need happiness in this town, it’s her.
Eventually, his mother leaves for dinner with her beau and Kyungsoo makes his way down to the beach, taking off his socks and dipping his feet in the warm sand before taking a seat and letting the water just barely wet his toes. He rests his head on his knees and watches the sun set. It’s a cloudy day today, the sun reflecting against the white clouds to create pink ones. Kyungsoo smiles and continues to watch the water rock back and forth before the sun finally set and he’s left alone in the dark.
Kyungsoo takes a deep breath and looks up at the stars, sighing and laying on his back.
“Hi dad.” He smiles, “It’s me. Kyungsoo. It’s been a while, sorry about that. I barely have enough time to come home these days, studying is really hard. But I’m doing it for you, since you wanted me to study so bad.”
“Did you see Mom’s new boyfriend? He looks like he’s just a little bit older than Seungsoo hyung. I know he’ll flip when he finds out, but I’ll leave it to him to find out. Who am I to deny her happiness? I feel like that’s more your job.”
Kyungsoo sees the sky flash with lightning, the weatherman said that the storm would pass by the town, so he wasn’t too concerned. However, Kyungsoo is exhausted, being on his back and listening to the waves is ideal, not to mention it’s not the only time he’s fallen asleep here. He sets a timer on his phone to wake up in thirty minutes, just a nap, so his mother won’t panic when she sees he didn’t come home.
Kyungsoo lets his eyes drift close and falls asleep to the sounds of waves and the scent of sea salt.
His wake up, on the other hand, was much less pleasant. He woke up drenching in water, the water up to his neck as the tide rose. Still half asleep, Kyungsoo couldn’t move his arms fast enough, and he found himself underwater, his foot trapped under a rock. He sits up to try to remove it, but the waves hit him harder and harder, eventually knocking him on his back and making him lose his breath.
His vision in blurry around the edges and Kyungsoo is almost positive this is the way he dies. He closes his eyes finally to accept it until a pair of strong arms wrap around his middle and he feels himself being pulled up to land. He feels lips on his own, a few huffs of oxygen and Kyungsoo coughs out seawater, gasping for breath as he rests his head against the ground.
“Are you alright?” A melodic voice asks him. He opens his eyes lightly to see a girl looking at him in concern, long black hair and bright green eyes.
Kyungsoo’s throat is in pain an opts for a nod instead. Suddenly, he feels a sharp pain running through his foot and he curses loudly, sitting up and finally seeing her for what she is. At first, he doesn’t know he believes it, or if he wants to believe it, rather. He looks at the girl, his eyes going back and forth her body and seeing that there are fins where legs should be.
There’s no way he’s not dead. However, if he were dead, there’s no way he would be feeling this much pain in his foot.
“It’s broken.” She says quietly, ignoring the shock ridden all over Kyungsoo’s face. She runs her hand over the bruised skin again, this time a little bit harder and Kyungsoo finds comfort in his bottom lip, his eyes squeezing shut.
“Fuck, that hurts.”
“There’s a cost to sleeping next to the ocean when there’s a storm coming.” She replies snidely, Kyungsoo really meant that comment to be in his head, but it’s too late now. “This is going to hurt, a lot. But you should be find afterwards.”
“What are you--” Kyungsoo is interrupted by a searing pain running along his foot. He sucks in a deep breath and holds his grunts until the pain is gone completely.
When he looks down at his foot again, he sees that the deep bruising is gone, and the pain he once felt was gone. He looks up at the girl and bows his head, “T-thank you.”
“Consider this as a favor. An apology of sorts.”
“Apology for what?”
“I’m sorry for not saving your father in time.”
Kyungsoo stares at her in shock and opens his mouth to say something, but before he can, he hears a shriek from the top of the hill, the voice belonging to his mother no doubt.
Sinjinki takes this opportunity to leave while his attention is diverted. Kyungsoo stands up quickly and runs to the tide, “Hey! Wait!”
Before he can inspect any further, his mother has him crushed between her arms, thanking God that He didn’t take another.
While reassuring his mother, he swears he sees something shimmer in the water, but it’s too dark and far away to tell.
In all disrespect and offence, get out of being an NCTzen if you are sexualizing NCT Dream and later in the future because more and more members will be added which means there will be underage members.
I do not know how many times people have to tell others that sexualizing minors is just wrong in all possible ways, yet there are true perverts out there continuing to see NCT Dream in such a manner. Literally get out. What you are doing is not cool, sexy, rebellious, or whatever justification yall wanna make. It is sickening to see grown ass people preying on underage people. It is beyond wrong and you should know it is. All these fanfiction, reaction, and scenarios, and more that sexualizes NCT Dream, yall should literally be ashamed. I do not see why yall feel the need to do such a terrible thing.
And oh! Not going to ever forget those who are waiting for the boys to turn eighteen. Just want to let yall know, that is just as sick, wrong, and no matter what justification you have it will not work. Period.
this was just a lil idea i had while i was at work and i didn’t know where else to put it so here! take this lil un-edited johnny scenario dump lol.
You put your phone down and sigh. Ever since Johnny met your parents a week ago, he couldn’t get over the fact that he felt completely left out when everyone around him spoke Spanish and had inside jokes that he didn’t understand. Because of this, he decides to call up your mom and find the most interesting novelas on Netflix and intently tries to take in everything you can.
It’s endearing to you, at least for the first week it was. For the first week, Johnny was sat in front of the TV, notebook tightly in hand as he tried to write down anything he wrote down on his favorite (although he says its not) novela, Lo Que La Vida Me Robó. At first, he just wrote down anything that seemed corny enough to repeat, like the different ways to say i love you without saying so. But, as he actually started to enjoy the damn thing all he did was stay inside and watch the novela. To this day you still can’t listen to Enrique Iglesias without getting a little angry.
Not only did he get an interest in novelas, but his taste in music has been broadened. He knows a few artists here and there, but he’s more familiar with songs rather than people. You appreciate it, it means a lot to you that he’s trying this hard, but you wish he would just calm down a little bit.
Currently, you sit on your couch in your apartment, listening to so music while you did homework. Johnny wouldn’t be around today, he was busy getting ready for another comeback. You worry sometimes, this was the worst part of his job, his weight loss and how he would often come over with sore joints and stinky clothes. You smile at thought, Johnny coming around moaning and groaning and ending up sleeping on your couch because he was too tired to make it to the bed, making the entire living smell like his sweaty socks. You didn’t mind it, he was your boyfriend and if you were even planning on taking things more seriously, you’d have to get used to just more than his stinky socks.
Too deep in your own thoughts, you were startled when you felt slightly chapped lips against your cheek and a sudden figure jumping over the couch to sit next you.
“Hi, baby.” Johnny gives you a close mouthed smile, the one that makes your heart skip a beat and makes you fall in love with him more. You can’t help but to smile back and give him a quick kiss, surprised when the sweaty smell of hard work isn’t present.
“Hey! I didn’t know you’d be here today.” You take a whiff of his armpit. Just gross couple things. “And you don’t smell bad. What a day.”
“Is it hurt your boyfriend’s feelings day today? ‘Cos you’re really going for it.”
You huff a laugh before pressing a kiss in between his chin and neck. “Sorry. No but seriously, why are you here?”
“We practiced from early morning til like, noon-ish? So I had time to go back to the dorm to shower before I came to see you.”
“Aw, here I was waiting to take a shower with you.”
“I mean, I can shower again there’s no such thing as being too clean.” He grins, wrapping his arms around your shoulders and pressing his lips against your hair. “Yuck. Your hair smells.”
You shove him off and he laughs, pressing another kiss to your temple. “What are you working on, hm?”
“Just some stuff for school. My study abroad program is almost over. I’m going to have to go back home soon.”
Johnny’s smile fades, a frown quickly replacing it. “Can’t you just...I don’t know, stay? Here? Forever? Maybe?”
You scoff, “You really think my parents would let that happen?”
“I don’t know. Mami and Papi seem to like me a lot.”
You cringe inwardly and give Johnny a look. “Don’t ever say that again.”
“What? Just because I called you Mami in bed once?”
You start to screech and hold your hands to your ears, “Oh MY God. Lalalalalalalal. I can’t hear you!”
Johnny laughs loudly and pulls your hands away from your ears, “Okay! Okay, I won’t say it anymore. But, do you really think that your parents won’t let you stay here for just a few more months?”
“I wouldn’t have a place to live. The university pays for my apartment, remember?”
“You can live with me!”
“Yeah right. Me living with...how many of you live in there again? 14? 15 men? They’ll fall in love with me.” You look up from your computer, “Actually, Taeyong is pretty cute. Maybe I will move in.”
“Ha-ha. We could get a place of our own...maybe?” Johnny just barely dances around the subject. “I mean, we have been together for a while. It wouldn’t be a bad idea.”
You shake your head. “Mi amor, you can’t afford it. We’ll talk about it more later, okay? Plus, distance makes the heart grow fonder.”
“That’s not true. Do you know how many celebrities get divorced because of distance?”
“It’s a good thing we’re not married then.” You say quickly, looking back at your computer. Johnny is quiet for a second before he pulls your attention from your screen. There’s genuine concern on his face and you start to feel a bit of what he’s feeling.
“Babe. I’m serious.” You weren’t doubting that. It’s true, you knew that people broke up because of distance all the time, but, you liked to think that you and Johnny were different. Judging by the way he was looking at you, you like to think that it would always stay like this, but you knew that his fame was only growing more and with that, distance would be more of a problem as time goes by. However, you bring yourself back to now, taking your boyfriends wrists and kissing them gently.
“I know. Let’s not think about this now, okay?” You save your work before shutting your laptop closed. “Let’s just...watch a movie and order take out. That sound good?”
His face lightens up and kisses your nose. “Okay. Sounds good.”
“Good. You pick the movie and the takeout, I’m going to take a shower real quick.”
“Can I come?”
“Order the food you perv.”
“A no, would’ve sufficed just fine.”
By the time you get out of the shower, you smell the takeout and hear the tv on. But, the familiarity of what’s on makes you groan all the way from the hallway.
“Qué más quieres de mí? Si el pasado está a prueba de tu amor.”
“Johnny are you serious right now?!”
“I have two episodes left!”
“Watch them on your own time!” You pout, but Johnny doesn’t seem like he’s going to budge.
“Just one episode?”
The pout doesn’t leave your face but you have another idea. You sit on top his lap, the only thing separating you is the a plate of chicken and Johnny’s chopsticks. He looks up at you with wide eyes and confusion as your hands begin to make their way from his neck to the hair on his head. He swallows and looks at your eyes and lips.
“Por favor?”
He squints, “Babe, it’s just an episode.”
“I know, but they’re so long.” You continue to pout. “I just wanted to watch something we both like, mi rey.”
He puts his chicken down on the floor and puts his hands on your waist. “Are you going to have sex with me just so you can watch a movie?”
You move your hips just slightly, and it’s enough to make him jolt. “I don’t know, is it working?”
“Yeah, it is. Asshole.” He smiles, pulling you down to press your lips together. You laugh and wrap your arms tightly, around his neck, closing and space in between the two of you.
You both pull away and you lean in to kiss his forehead, his eyelids, and nose. “I love you.”
Johnny grins and turns his head to the side, “Te amo y más de lo que puedes imaginar.”
You pull away and look at him in surprise. “Where’d you learn that one?”
“I watched The Book of Life in Spanish.”
You throw your head back and laugh. “You’re such a corny dork.”
“I know.” He takes the opportunity to throw you on your back on the couch. Johnny gives you a look of adoration before kissing you all over. “But I’m your corny dork. How do you say forever in Spanish?”
“Para siempre.”
“Your corny dork para siempre-empre-empre-empre.”
“Putting several “-empre”s at the end doesn’t make it the same as forever ever ever, baby.”
“Shut up, I’m trying to make sweet love to you, dammit.”
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