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DREAM: THE MASTERLIST

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NCT DREAM FANFICTIONS (May 2020-August 2021)

Includes fanfictions for every member, all of them are written as ‘member x reader”, for requests please put it in my inbox. Story titles down below without links are unpublished but queued. Fanfictions upload on Sundays.

Mark

Renjun

Jeno

Haechan

Jaemin

Chenle

Jisung

NCT DREAM REACTIONS (June 2021-September 2021)

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Part 1: June

When they see you staying up late to study

When you kiss them for the first time

When they hear you singing for the first time

When they see you playing with kids

When they walk in the bathroom and see you naked

Part 2: September

When they plan your first date

When you break up with your boyfriend

When they see that you’re cold

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When they see that you’re cold

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Renjun:

Winter was not your favourite season but it was Renjun’s. He liked going out and throwing snowballs at you but ‘cause of your competitiveness, you always fought back. Right now you were walking home, a whole kilometer away from your house in the cold. You realised you forgot your hotpack so you desperately shoved your hands inside the thick pockets of your hoodie trying to find warmth, but you failed. Trying to ignore the cold, you blow on air enjoying the appearance of smoke when all of a sudden, you feel warmth on your wrist. You look down and see Renjun putting his hotpack into your pocket, a shy smile on his face.

Jeno:

The morning breeze was worse than ever, I grabbed onto Jeno’s arm trying to get him to pass his body warmth to me. “We should go,” I whisper and he sighs, feeling guilty. “I’m sorry,” he frowns and kisses my head. “I wanted this to be a fun date but I guess not.” I smile and place a kiss on his shoulder, “it’s alright love.” He blows onto his hands, rubbing them together and creating friction to make warmth. He then holds my hand guiding me back to his motorcycle.

Haechan:

Your head was on his lap while his fingerd tangled with your hair. You were laying on the couch watching a movie when the sudden breeze of the night seeped through the window. You let out a sigh of discomfort and the boy immediately stood up, grabbed the nearest blanket, chucked it at you making giggles erupt. He then shut the windows and jumped back onto the couch, this time, going under the blankets and spooning you. His arms now your blanket.

Jaemin:

He was a very cheeky boy. You were on a walk near the beach, the night breeze hitting your skin. You wrap your arms around yourself, holding your arms with opposite hands. He chuckles and you glare at him, “I would give you my jacket but I’m cold as well,” he smirks and you roll your eyes. All of a sudden, he unzips his jacket, opening it waiting for you to hug him. Holding in the smile, you place your hands inside and he wraps you up with it. You kept each other warm.

Chenle:

He was gentle and caring. With a single tremble of your legs, he swiftly takes his work blazer off and places it on your leg. He then wraps his arms around your shoulders and places his head on yours. You bite your lip holding in the smile forming in your face. It was the little things that made you fall in love with him, and when he does things like this, you get reminded why you chose this boy in the first place.

Jisung:

He was a sweetheart, with one tremble of your lip and complaint of the cold. He immediately takes his hoodie off and puts it on you. Your eyes immediately widen at the sight of his thin shirt underneath and you frown, “no take it back,” you take the hoodie off but he stops you halfway. “Let’s get you home alright?”

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When you break up with your boyfriend

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Mark:

He sighs but deep down he expected this. He always knew your “boyfriend” was just wasting your time and Mark told you exactly what he thought but you ignored it. “You were right,” you sob out so he tries to calm his angry heart. He hated seeing you like this. With revenge in his mind but disappointment that you didn’t listen to him in the first place, he sits next to you; half-heartedly listening to you rant.

Renjun:

Without hesitation, Renjun lays next to you and wraps you around his arms with a tired look in his face. He got your call at 4 am right when he was about to doze off to sleep. He sleepily drove to your apartment which wasn’t safe at all but for you the boy would do anything, sucks that you didn’t realise that.

Jeno:

Jeno smiles at your state, making fun of you the first minute he got there. Placing a bottle of your favourite chocolate milk on your wooden side table. He plops down on your bed and mocks the frown on your face. “Don’t waste your tears on someone like that Y/n, crying isn’t going to fix anything.”

Haechan:

He was the loving kind. The physically loving to be exact. Without a single thought, he entered your little blanket igloo and wrapped himself around you with every limb of his body. The boy then left kisses on your cheek and shoulders in an attempt to comfort you. He knew exactly what you wanted and he complied with ease. This is why you loved the boy.

Jaemin:

“You don’t deserve this,” Jaemin whispers as he gently places his forehead on yours. He rubs his nose on yours in attempt to make you giggle like it always does but this time you ignore it, pulling away. This little act made Jaemin realise how seriously heart broken you were, in the midst of your tears he finds his heart breaking too.

Chenle:

“I’m giving you fifteen minutes to get ready, were going out,” Chenle speaks as he looks at his watch. “What?” Your brows furrow and he rolls his eyes at you. “Are you deaf?” He asks and you sigh. “Come on Y/n I’m buying you the new bag Chanel is releasing, you’re not getting it if you don’t get your ass up.”

Jisung:

Getting to your apartment with full hands, including flowers, chocolates, a new stuffed toy and boxes of tissues for your tears. He definitely did not come empty handed. The boy was the sweetest, he made sure you felt better and that included him playing your favourite tv show and giving you a back massage, even kissing your forehead in the process. Something he hasn’t done in a while ‘cause you had a boyfriend.

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When they plan your first date

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Mark:

He wanted it to be formal, so he books your first official date in a fancy restaurant filled with people with bank accounts too full for their own good. Dressed in clothes worth thousands, you find yourself staring at each other with a smile on your face. The candle lit table bright enough to make your eyes shimmer in the dim room.

Renjun:

He knew you loved reading and so did he. He asked you where you wanted to go but you were indecisive. Renjun then comes to a conclusion that he’ll bring you to a library, the place where you first met. Picking you up at 3 am and gladly driving 4 hours to a different town. Maybe in the midst of you getting lost in a book, you wouldn’t notice him getting lost in the way you look. He was mesmerized by your beauty.

Jeno:

He was a racer. Sometimes he’d put you in the passenger seat in his games and people would start wondering who the girl was. He knew you always loved racing so he took it upon himself to teach you of the best parts of it which was drifiting. Jeno was going to teach you how to drift, mostly just to hold you hand while you changed gears.

Haechan:

“I know, I know,” he would smirk as he pulls up to your house with his car. The door already open for you while he leaned on the vehicle like one of those K-drama actors. He was going to take you out for brunch and maybe, just maybe he’s already texted everyone to buy flowers and chocolates and hide it in your room while you guys went out.

He was asking you to be his girlfriend today.

Jaemin:

He loves the thrill, the feeling of exhilaration and he got all of that from you. To make the date match the way you make him feel, he drives you up to the closest amusement park, the most important moment being when the sunsets and he gets to kiss you with the fireworks in the background, this moment caught by his polaroid camera. A photo he places inside his clear phone case.

Chenle:

He wanted to bring you to a fancy restaurant where he could buy you whatever you wanted but he knew you weren’t that type. So instead he brought you to a little restaurant hidden behind the city, a place no one knows. You could look out and see the view, full of lights from buildings, the shimmering stars and racing cars.

As distracted as you were by the beautiful lights, he was distracted by you.

Jisung:

You both didn’t like socialising. Instead of being indecisive and going out, you both agreed to stay home. Playing random movies in Netflix and eating an unhealthy amount of delivery food, you enjoyed wrapping yourselves up in each other and subtly kisisng goodnight.

9:51 pm | Winter

Lee Jeno

The back of our hands brushed against each other, my cold ones hitting his warm ones. I hold in my smile, the erupting butterflies threatening to fly out of my mouth. I heard him chuckle, his voice was calm and comforting. He sounded exactly how he looked.

Looking away, hiding the blush climbing my cheeks, I don’t notice his whole arm now brushing against mine. The sound of cars down the road and workers shutting down shops filled the silence, the metal hitting the wet concrete floor.

Silence.

I feel his hand brush up against mine again but harder in a gentle way.

Jeno holds my hand.

His long and soft fingers intertwined with mine...but I immediately let go.

“What?” He mutters in confusion because he didn’t expect this.

I let out an awkward grin, tugging my lips up to hide my embarrassment.

“Why?” he whispers again and I look up at him. His eyes were slightly squinted and his brows were furrowed. There was an evident look of shock in his face.

“Sorry…” I start, making sure to give him the sweetest smile I could muster up. “...my hands are cold,” I say and his almost-formed frown flipped. He smiled and held my hand again, this time intertwining our fingers harder.

He pulls me closer and places our intertwined hands inside his coats’ pocket. It was warm, it felt good. Though I was conscious about the coldness of my hand, I felt the doubt go away as he continued to speak about the new opening of this new cinema in town and how he got us tickets to be the first customers.

Though I tried to hold in my smile, it seemed to widen every second.

As I unbuttoned Donghyuck’s white longsleeved shirt, the dark red blood seeping through the fabric immediately made my stomach flip. “You’re crazy,” I muttered as I pushed his shirt off his body. Right below his chest, a subtle cut from what appears is from a thin knife rests. Someone tried to stab him, his heart to be exact. Luckily I came right in time and shot the attacker in head.

“Just a new artwork for my collection,” he smirks, taking a towel from the table behind him and dapping it onto the wound. “You need to stop being so reckless,” I roll my eyes as I snatched the towel off his hands. “And why do you care so much princess?” He chuckles with a raised brow, lookin’ forward to what I had to say.

“Because it’s my job Donghyuck,” I say through gritted teeth, squeezing medication onto the damage. “Your father says you’re not allowed to do anything ‘till this wound heals,” I continue and I watch as his face visibly scrunches in dismay. “That”s stupid,” he complains. “No, you are,” I reply as I placed the big white square-shaped plaster onto his chest. “Make more dumb decisions and I’ll be stabbing you myself,” I coldly glare at him as I tidied up the first aid kit.

He smiles and takes the red bag off my hands, placing it on the table behind him. He then opens his arms and wraps it around my waist, pulling me close. The scent of dried blood was strong on him but it was a scent we were all too familar with.

“You know I’d never do anything too reckless ‘cause I don’t wanna die,” he whispers as he places his forehead on mine, subtly leaving a peck on my nose. “Were too young, I’m too young, I still have to get married to you,” he continues.

I roll my eyes and gently push him off. “Whatever you say.”

I walk away with the first aid kit, trying to hide the smile forming in my face.

Quite funny how he takes the pain with ease but brings it back twice as heavy. In his presence there was comfort, freedom, peace but beyond that there was war, chaos, shattering hearts and sleepless nights.

When I was around him, I felt like I was the only girl in the world he’s ever loved like this, till’ I remember I wasn’t and will never be.

To Mark Lee, I was just another one of ‘them.’

The thing I hated most about this was I let him.

I’d snuggle deep into body, head on his shoulder, my nose touching his neck. Close enough for me to take in the scent of the girl he was with hours ago. I didn’t speak up about it, I ignored it and snuggled closer hoping my scent would replace hers and next girl gets to smell me.

This wasn’t love. This was toxic, painful, stupid.

I don’t know what I was doing to myself but I know I have to stop.

Too bad your heart takes longer to accept what your mind already does.

Jisung smiles as he interlocks our fingers together, his warm ones sending heat to mine. He fulfilled my wishes just like he promised; when he gets his drivers license he would drive me up to a cliff near our town and stare at the city lights late at night, like the movies and stories I’ve seen.

“It’s beautiful,” I whisper and Jisung nodded, engulfing me into his arms and placing his head on top of mine. Placing my hand on his chest, I feel his heartbeat and mine synching with ease like it always has.

After a brief moment of silence, he chuckled to himself.

“What is it?” I ask still staring at the bright lights. The boy next to me cleared his throat with a visible smirk in his tone as he spoke.

“Peter pan said when you think happy thoughts, you can fly,” my brows furrow at his comment so I asked, “what?”

He gently lets go of me but this time he places his forehead on mine.

The next thing he said made a grin appear on both our faces.

“How come when I think of you....I fall?”

Content: fluff, angst, princess au, magic au

Summary: After being chosen as the ballot princess of 2021, Y/n finds herself in a throne ready to meet her future husband, the prince of the south.

Princesses have always been people I looked up to. I thought they were magical, beautiful and breathtaking not until I became one myself. Sitting in my ‘small’ throne compared to the king and queen’s, I sighed in dismay waiting for my prince to arrive.

Yes, it is the annual arranged marriage for ballot princessess.

You may be wondering why our kingdom doesn’t have actual heirs, or what a ballot princess even is, let me explain. The queen and king had a child eighteen years ago who then died because of a sickness, and because of a witches curse to our kingdom, the queen became infertile. To fill out the role of the heir, every five years a commoner turns into a princesses through a ballot. Picking a random name from a beautiful diamond box that changes one’s destiny.

That box changed mine.

My family was wealthy, ‘till we found out my father was in debt. The loan sharks came and killed him leaving me and my mother in poverty. We had no other option than to place my name in. Months later I was left breathless in black corsets and a small library in the palace as a way of freedom.

I haven’t seen my mom since.

“Please welcome Huang Renjun, the prince of the South.” The gigantic red doors open and comes in a charming prince. Well dressed, good-looking and evidently well mannered. Rumors were, he was the kindest prince out there and I was a lucky princess to be chosen as his partner. Yes, being friends with the maids helped me get through a lot, maybe even know things I wasn’t meant to know.

I stand with the queen and king, a feigned smile on my face.

“Your highnesses,” he speaks with his calm and soothing voice as he bends down with great gracefulness. “Welcome my dear,” the queen greets excitedly as she walks down to give him a hug. “This is your future wife,” she points towards me and the moment our eyes meet, I freeze.

He was breathtaking.

“Greetings my lady,” he smiles at me with kind eyes as he walks closer, bowing like a gentleman. He took my hand and kissed my knuckles, as a response I bowed back to him but I couldn’t help but see the frown appearing on his face as he notices the way I reacted.

He knew something was wrong.

He knew I didn’t want to be here.

But beyond the feigned look on my face that he noticed so easily, he smiled wider.

“I’ll see you at tonight’s ball princess,” he speaks calmly as he lets go of my hand, bowing once more before he walked off with his guards and butlers.

___

I was wearing the kingdom’s colours for tonight’s ball. Emerald green, matte black and gold. While the queen and king settled for the matte black gowns and robes - as the ballot princess of the year I was given a handmade satin dress.

Fully emerald green with thin straps made of golden chains. It was cold against my shoulders - colder when they placed a silk black cape attached to the chain, one that dragged against the floor as I walked. The maids then came in and place a crown on my head, made with diamonds - the rarest one of the season.

I looked powerful.

I was there to portay one thing and one thing only, I looked exactly like the witch that cursed our kingdom looked when she casted the spell on us. It is to prove that even dark magic cannot stop us.

“You look beautiful my dear,” the queen opens her arms to engulf me in a warm embrace before she placed her hands on my hip, a cold metal pushing the satin dress hard on my skin. “That’s a knife, I’m gonna hide it right here,” she whispers in my ear as she locks the weapon in place.

There was a secret holder on my dress. That’s why I had to put the cape on, to make it less obvious. “Kill him,” she whispers as she pulls away, a very warm smile on her face. “What?” I asked in a whisper, my brows furrowing.

“You heard me right princess, kill him,” she replies - a big smile still on her face.

Before I could even react, the black double doors in front of me opened and the crowd down below started clapping for my entrance. “May I present to you, Princess Y/n,” I slowly walk into the ball room - the people making a pathway for me to walk past.

“Bow for the new princess of the south,” the band starts playing music, the sound of the piano, trumpets and cello echoed throughout the ballroom. Everybody bows. As everybody’s heads goes down only one stays up.

My future husband, Huang Renjun.

He walks towards me gracefully, the same smile on his face.

It was then I realised that though it reaches his eyes, it doesn’t reach his soul.

He wasn’t happy.

He didn’t want to be here.

Just like me.

_

The music finally goes louder and everybody’s back to dancing and feasting.

“Renjun,” I whisper his name as we connect in the dance floor. “Yes my princess,” he replies, his hands now resting on my waist. “Let’s runaway,” I whisper and he freezes.

Now were in the middle of the dance floor just staring at each other with everybody else dancing around us. “I know you don’t want to be here,” I continue, “Just get me out of the palace and we’ll go on our separate ways.”

“The only way to escape the palace is with magic,” he replies and I smile at him, pulling his body closer to mine and continuing to dance. My hand goes up his neck, then to his face, caressing his cheek. “Who said I didn’t have that?”

“What?” His brows furrow and instead of explaining, I decided to show.

“Who do you not like here, someone you loathe?” I ask with a smirk and his eyes immediately drew to the man across the room. His name was Junhui I believe, Wen Jenhui the prince of the east.

“Got a little grudge for the east prince hmm?” I ask and he nods. “Took the last kill on the 24th war when it was meant to be mine.” He grits his teeth and I chuckle. Still caressing his cheeks, I stop and snap my fingers. Seconds later someone screame

All eyes turn towards the woman, she was on her knees shaking Junhui awake, trying to bring him back. People come to help but halt when they realise his heart has stopped beating. “What’d you do?” Renjun asked, his brows now more furrowed than ever.

“Nothing special, just stopped his heart.” I smiled.

Palace helpers came to carry his body but before they could raise him up the ground, I snapped my fingers again. Junhui’s eyes open and he sits up abruptly...eyes bloodshot and breathing heavily.

Junhui was alive again.

“How?” Renjun whispers in my ear, his lips brushing against it.

“What am I dressed up as?” I ask and he answers confidently. “The witch of the north,” making me nod my head in agreement. “How ‘bout now?” I ask, snapping my fingers and in a blink my emerald green dress was now ruby red.

“The witch...of hell.”

His eyes widen in fear, his hands dropping down to his sides ready to run away but before he could, I raise my hands and whisper my spell.

Cold.

Empty.

Silent.

Dead.

Time has stopped.

Everyone in the room was frozen, except for him.

Huang Renjun sold his soul to the devil which was exactly why he stayed alive in the 24th war. It had its consequences and rules and the stupid prince did nothing but disobey them so I had to take him.

More like claim his soul.

Interlocking my fingers together, I say his name with a smirk.

“Hell welcomes you,” I whisper and his eyes widen. His legs, arms and lips were stuck together but he felt and saw everything.

“Say hi to them for me,” I chuckle as I watch as his soul leaves his body, the rest of him crumbling into pieces.

“Jeno!” I shout and comes in Lee Jeno in his crow form. “Change,” I command and he turns into human with a black suit on. After a twirl of my finger and a snap of my wrist he transformed in Renjun. The same face, clothes and body - just a different smirk on his face. “You’re gonna love it here,” I grin interlocking our arms together.

“Do the honors,” I say to him and he smiles, kissing me.

“Gladly,” Jeno snaps his fingers and the party continues.

The music plays as if nothing happened and there goes Junhui walking out the room with a look of confusion in his face.

We smirk.

“Well done.”

Romanticized.

Love has been romanticized when in all reality it’s nothing like the movies.

It’s nothing like how it’s written in chlidren’s books. It’s stupid, painful, frustrating, heartbreaking - but we focus on the butterflies, the chills running down our spines, the synching of our heartbeats.

Lee Donghyuck ran away from pain.

He didn’t like the consequences of love so whenever everything messed up he wouldn’t fix it, he’d run away. I only realised something from this, he’s never been loved before.

He’s never been loved to the point a person would fight for him, would go out their way to make them feel special, he hasn’t reached the point where a person would learn to love just for him.

So I did.

I tried to bring the romanticized version of love into life and look where it got me

Crying in my bedroom, the doors and windows shut so no one would hear me.

“Why the hell are you into guys who break your heart?” Chenle asks as he hands me the navy hankerchief he pulled out of his blazer’s inner pocket. I take the hanky and immediately dapped it onto my face, wiping the tears running down my cheek.

He sits beside me, leaning forwards and interlocking his fingers together; a look of disappointment yet amusement in his face. “You didn’t listen to me when I said he was only dating you for fun, now look at what happened.” He nags making me glare at him, rolling my eyes in the process.

“I hate it when you’re right,” I reply, my nose red and voice still shaky. “I’m always right,” he smiles at me and I scrunch my nose in dismay. “Now come here you little baby,” he opens his arms and I placed myself in them, taking in the comfort he’s never failed to give.

“How many times have you done this for me?” I ask playfully with a half-hearted grin and I feel him chuckle. “Probably five times but it’s alright,” he responds and I chuckle back, sniffling. “Thank you for the millionth time,” I whisper softly and he sighs, rubbing my arms in comfort.

“I’m gonna keep comforting you ‘till you realise who’s never left you this whole time...and won’t ever leave you,” he replies and my brows furrow. “What?” I mutter and he smiles.

“It’s nothing.”

Content: fluff

Summary: When two teenagers meet at their highschool’s pool, they form a connection with the same love and longing for the sea and at some point they just find themselves falling in love, quite literally.

Pools, indoor swimming pools.

The moment I found out my highschool had indoor swimming pools at the back part of the gym, I was immediately won over. Swimmers trained early in the morning but the pools were left open but no student ever bothered to actually hang in there except for me.

After school, I get tutoring from teachers ‘till seven pm. Right before I go home I walk to the pools and just sit there. I watch the moonlight hitting the water.

Most of the time I stare at myself, maybe dip my fingers into the water.

It was the perfect place to rest. In there, I felt like nothing else mattered. I’d even call it a sanctuary. It was a safe place to run when all else breaks down.

-

Pausing the music playing through my earphones. I shove my phone into my bag and push the big grey gym door open.

Empty, as usual.

I walk through the dark and quiet basketball court - my eyes lighting up at the sight of the pool shown through its clear glass entrance door. Pushing it open, I sigh in satisfaction as the smell entered my nose.

I loved this place.

I was quietly walking when all of a sudden, “who are you?”

“Ahhh!” I scream, completely startled by the voice of whoever was in there. I start looking around and see a boy sitting by the pools edge. He had dark messy hair and the school uniform on. His pants were rolled up ending just above his knees so it wouldn’t get wet meanwhile his feet up to his shin were underwater.

“I’m gonna leave,” I mutter and I hear him chuckle as a response. “You’re already here, might as well stay.” He speaks softly and something about his voice attracted me. Though it took me a few seconds to finally agree, I sat at the other side of the pool. My legs crossed but my fingers dipped in the water

It was quiet but something about the silence was comforting, it didn’t feel awkward, it felt like being around an old friend. Clearing my throat to cut the silence, I start the converstaion with words that were on the tip of my tongue. “I’ve never seen you here before,” I speak, looking up to observe the way he replies. A half-hearted grin appears on his lips and he says, “I just found out about this yesterday and I needed it.”

My eyebrows furrow, how do you need a pool? I thought to myself - ‘till I remembered why I was here all along. “You needed it?” I asked and he nodded, finally looking up making your eyes meet. I felt my heart gradually start racing but I try to ignore it. “Yes, the beaches have been locked away and I needed water.” His reply made my heart swell because I felt the exact same way.

Beaches have been locked out ‘cause there was too much trash in them. The government finally took action and started a cleaning movement but volunteers weren’t allowed. They wanted the world to ignore it while they hid away the problems. I sighed in empathy, “I’m Y/n,” I say - our eyes connecting once more. “I’m Mark, Mark Lee.”

-

The very next day, I found myself walking back to the pools but this time with the slight hope of the mysterious boy to be there. Pushing the glass door open, I immediately look around but see no one. My heart drops in disappointment but I push the feeling away. I walked back to my spot, this time dipping my feet in. I didn’t have any problems ‘cause I was wearing the school’s skirt.

Taking out the small black speaker from my bag, I connect it to my phone and start playing my favourite song. I sigh in satisfaction, I felt good. Today wasn’t a stressful day, it was calm and went by smoothly - I was definitely in a great mood.

As I start to hum with the music mindlessly, I kept staring at the moonlight hitting the edges of the pool and little sparkle it made with the water, it was pretty. Everything was quiet and calm when all of a sudden I hear the same familiar voice from yesterday but this time, he was singing along to the song.

I yelped, completely startled by his sudden presence.

I turned around and saw him rolling the hem of his pants so he can dip his feet into the water. “You scared me!” I whisper and he smiled as a response. That was the first time I saw him give a genuine smile - and I’d be lying if I said it didn’t make me feel some type of way.

He finally dips his feet into the water and starts singing along to the music once more. I just sat there and admired him and his voice. He looked good under that moonlight but I was too shy to say it out loud, even admit to it. So I look away distracting myself, waiting for the song to end.

Then it did.

“You sing good,” I compliment him and he scratches the nape of his neck shyly.

-

A month has passed and the safe haven was now a habit. Even on nights when I’m told to come home early, I always find a way to come to the pools. Even for a minute, even for a few seconds, most of the time not for the water but for him.

In all honesty if I had to label him as anything, it’d be a human diary. He knows much more than my friends who I’ve been with for a year. I don’t know what it is about it but, telling your secrets to a stranger feels much more comforting.

At this point we know each others favourite colour, movie, song, artist. What we want to be when we grow up - what we don’t want to be when we grow up. What type of person we want to fall in love with - if were even in love with ourselves. Does he think aliens are real? How ‘bout mermaids? I know his dreams, goals, secrets, trauma, his biggest fear and his greatest regret and in equality, he knows mine.

Though I hate to admit to it, he makes my days. His presence, his voice, his thoughts - it came to the point where I don’t want to sleep anymore ‘cause for the first time reality was better.

Smiling to myself as I quietly walked through the gym to get to the pools. I push the door open but freeze, my hands still on the metal handle of the door. I heard sniffling and sobbing. At that very moment my heart dropped. If I were to expect anything it wasn’t this.

“Mark...” I whisper, but the whisper was enough to echo through the room in it’s silence. Finally walking in, I shut the door and quickly walking towards the pool. The image broke my heart. He sat there, his legs crossed together - not dipped in the water like I’m used to. “What’s wrong?” My brows furrow as I walked towards him.

He continued to sob into his hands, biting his lip to silence himself. But when he finally put his hands down, the tears running down his face made me sit next to him and hug him without hesitation. We’ve never been this close, only ever sitting across each other on different sides of the pool. He melts into me, his head going into the crook of my neck but this time, he started crying some more; not loudly but silently.

The tears just continued to roll down onto my shirt making me sigh in empathy.

Like I always do when my friends cry, I rub their heads in comfort. “It’ll get better,” I whisper and he nods into me. I look down to see if he’s calmed down but right when I do, our eyes meet. I give him a little smile, wiping the last tear that ran down his cheek.

We just sat there, our eyes connected somehow healing each other quietly. Taking in deep breaths, I continue to caress his face. When I cried, it was something my mom did to comfort me. “You feel better?” I ask and he looks away. “Yeah,” he whispers as he looks down and observes our other hand interlocked with each others. Something even I didn’t notice.

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Mindlessly looking around, him still in your arms, you notice a small black bug atleast three meters away from you. “Oh my god,” you mutter, eyes getting wide and heartbeat racing as it crawled fast and closer towards you. “Ah!” You scream, frantically moving around but not making much progress ‘cause of the boy laying on you. “Mark there’s a bug!” You scream.

He turns around and sees the bug almost a meter away and he panics too. In all that movement you found yourselves with no other option but the pool. Panickly falling in you, you drag the boy with you.

“Ahhh!”

It was a split second underwater until you rose up again to take in air. As you did, you didn’t realise that the boy was so close to you, it was only until you calmed down that you felt his breath hit your lips. Smiling in amusement as you looked at each others state, you laugh in disbelief, observing your now extremely wet uniform.

“Mom’s gonna kill me,” you mutter to yourself but he chuckles to it. Slowly, you feel one of his arms wrapping around your waist and pulling you closer leaving no space in between your bodies. His other hands crawls up your arm, to your neck, to your chin making you face him.

Silence.

Hearts racing.

Hearts synching.

Seconds later his lips were on yours. His teeth bites into your lower lip drawing you closer. Your eyes widen in realisation, making you pull away gently. “What?” You ask, bewildered but not complaining. “No questions, just kiss me.” He replies and your breath hitches as he makes your legs wrap around his waist. “Kiss me,” he says again and without anymore hesitation, you do.

Bodies tangled.

Wet and messy hair.

Eyes shut.

Lips locked.

You fell in love, quite literally.

Though Jisung wasn’t in my life anymore, there was something that he did that will forever stick to me. It builds me up and breaks me down at the same time, ‘cause as much as I love it. It reminded me of him.

“You’re beautiful.”

He’s never failed to remind me that I was beautiful. When I’m in the bathtub, soaked, bare and crying. When I stare at the mirror and look at my scars. When I’m frustrated and my mind just feels like wires tangled together. When I wake up with dried drool on the side of my mouth. When my hair gets all messed up.

“You’re beautiful,” he says as he wraps his arms around my torso. “You’re beautiful,” he says before he wipes my tears. “You’re beautiful,” he says before he kisses me.

He reminded me everyday - to the point where I believed it.

I was beautiful, I am beautiful.

Not because he said so but because he saw all my broken parts and every bit of me I was too ashamed to show. I’ve given him all of me and he held them in his arms. He took care of them like they were most precious things on earth.

It wasn’t what I looked like.

It was never what I looked like.

When he said I was beautiful, he was talking about my soul.

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When they walk in the bathroom and see you naked

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They were going to take a shower, so they thoughtlessly walked up to the bathroom and opened the door. Pushing it open, their eyes widen when they see you standing there naked.

Mark:

Mark apologizes and walks out, shutting the door on the way. You chuckle as a reply and open the door again. “You can come in,” you laugh and he nods, he walks in and freezes once more. “Damn,” he whispers and you shake your head. “Stop acting like you haven’t seen this before,” you smirk and he stutters. “You’re fine as heck.”

Renjun:

Instead of walking out, Renjun stays inside and smirks, admiring your body. “I know,” you flick your hair and roll your eyes playfully. “How are you so gorgeous?” He asks as he fully walks in and shuts the door. “I can’t believe you’re mine.”

Jeno:

He would freeze and look at you, trying hard to not look below the neck. “Um,” he starts and you chuckle. “Go and take a shower,” you reply calmly and he clears his throat, composing himself once more. “Yep, sure, alright,” he mutters as he starts the shower - he can’t help but get distracted though.

Haechan:

Haechan would shamelessly check you out, leaning on the door frame and smirking. Biting his lip and looking you up and down while you dapped the towel around your face, drying your skin. “I’m so lucky,” he would whisper and you’d smile as a reply. Moments later he’d be behind you, leaving a red mark on your ass with his hand.

Jaemin:

“Damn!” Jaemin would walk in and wrap his arms around your torso. “So pretty,” he whispers as he starts leaving marks down your neck. “You know they’re gonna see that right?” You ask, talking about the hickies and he nods into your neck. “Gotta let them know you’re mine.” He continues.

Chenle:

“Sorry love,” he’d apologize and walk out. He’s too much of a gentleman to actually stare as much as he wants to. “I’ll be done in a minute,” you reply, wrapping yourself up in a towel. You walk out the bathroom and immediately see him by the door, a smirk on his obviously flushed face.

Jisung:

Jisung would frantically say ‘sorry’ again and again while he shuts the door. You giggle and he giggles nervously back. “You know it’s fine right?” You ask and you hear him hum with nervousness outside. Rolling your eyes, you let him in and the first thing you notice is his flushed red face.

Viridity | Chenle

(n.) naive innocence

It was a cold winter evening when I met you.

I was sitting at the bus stop in front of the science building when I saw you walk out with a pretty experiment in your hand. I didn’t know what it was exactly, but I remember five tubes with different shades from blue to purple.

After the quick glance, I turned my head back to face the road. I couldn’t see much, just the lights of cars shining my way and the sound of overtime workers rushing back to their cars to get home.

“Woah, it’s really cold today,” I hear someone say and I turn my head to see you. You were busy typing down a message to someone, so without much care I hummed in agreement.

Two minutes ‘till the bus comes.

I rub my thighs together trying to heat myself up, whilst my hands were deep down the pockets of my sweater. “Here,” the same voice speaks, so I turn my head to look. In his hand was a white square plastic packet. “Thanks,” I give him a grin of gratefulness as I took it. Squeezing on it, I sigh in satisfaction as the heat traveled around my hands.

The bus pulls up in front of us so we stood by the door, waiting for the driver to open it. Calmly walking in the bus, we notice only two more seats at the left back corner of it. Letting me walk first, I sped up to not keep everyone waiting.

Propping myself up on the seat - and watching him as he did the same. The bus starts abruptly causing us to lean deeper onto the seat. “Damn,” I whisper and he chuckles. “Definitely my favourite part of riding buses,” he replies with a grin on his face and I laugh.

“I’m Chenle,” he puts his hand out.

I shake his.

“I’m Y/n.”

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When they hear you sing for the first time

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Whenever your phone was connected to the speakers, you’d play your favourite songs to sing and dance to. Little did you know, while your boyfriend was busy walking to the kitchen, he passes by your room and hears you singing for the first time.

Mark:

Mark hears the music playing and bops his head along with it, even singing along because it was his favourite song. Right by the kitchen’s door, he halts and realises it didn’t sound like the artist, so he casually walks back to your room to ask you about which song cover this was ‘till he realised, the voice was too clear and familiar. He walks in the room and sees you singing - the way he couldn’t help but stare and admire you was one hell of an image.

Renjun:

Renjun walks past and halts with his brows furrowed. His eyes then widen in realisation. He tries to calm himself but the excitement written in his face was clear. He walks up to the room and stays by the door continuing to admire your voice. “What the heck...” he whispers as he listens but was soon caught off guard when you abruptly opened the door. “I could literally see you,” you shake your head playfully, making you both laugh.

Jeno:

“I never knew you could sing like that,” Jeno speaks as he claps his hands. You flinch, startled by his voice. Your brows furrow and turn around to see him, “were you literally just standing there?” You ask with a look of disbelief in your face and he nods shamelessly. You shake your head with a smile on your face and pull him into the bedroom.

Haechan:

“I knew it! You can sing!” Haechan exclaims as he hops up and down into the room excitedly. “Oh my god,” you mutter with a flushed face, getting embarrassed. “Keep going!” He smiles as he sings along as well and you laugh. “What the heck is this? Pitch Perfect?” You giggle and he smiles, “sing with me!” He twirls you into his arms. He was way more excited about it than you expected.

Jaemin:

“Woah...” Jaemin would walk into the room saying this. He would walk up to you and wrap his arms around your torse, placing his head on your neck with a smile. He swings you side to side as he leaves pecks down your neck. “You’re one hell of a girl,” he whispers with an impressed look on his face, continuing to listen to your voice.

Chenle:

“You are so talented,” you hear Chenle’s voice behind you, making you turn with a shocked look in your face. You freeze in embarrassment after making eye-contact with him and giggle. He walks up to you and starts slow dancing to song playing. “Come on baby, sing for me.”

Jisung:

Jisung would just catch more feelings, he would stop and stare at you in awe. Leaning on the door frame with a big grin on his face - enjoying the way you’re dancing like nobody’s watching. Biting his lip in amusement, he walks in and starts singing with you.

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When they see you playing with kids

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Mark:

Mark’s heart would soften right away. He would just lean on the door frame watching you and his younger cousin playing together. A smile would be all over his face and he can’t stop himself from thinking what it’d be like when you have kids together. The boy had butterflies all over him.

Renjun:

Renjun feels proud seeing you like that, he starts bragging to whoever’s next to him how you’re so perfect as a friend, a girlfriend and a wife. It’d be quite obvious that he was head over heels for you.

Jeno:

Jeno would simply play with you and the kid but take the time to admire you. When you helped the little kid tie her her hair up, his heart would swell in admiration. He feels himself falling for you much more.

Haechan:

Haechan smiles to himself as he excitedly walks up to you and the kid. While you bid goodbye and let the kids finally play by themselves, he places his arm around your shoulder. “I will only love three girls in my life,” he speaks and your brows furrow. “Who?” You ask and he replies with a grin, “you, my mom and our future daughter.”

Jaemin:

While you engulfed the kid in your arms as she watched a show on your phone, Jaemin comes over and engulfs you. “You look so cute with her,” he whispers, softly caressing the kids head. “She’s a sweetheart,” you reply and he grins wider. “You’re my sweetheart,” he places a kiss on your temple and feels butterflies in his stomach.

Chenle:

“Gosh I’m lucky,” Chenle would whisper as he watches you from afar, taking photos and videos with his phone making sure to catch every cute moment. He watches the videos with you when you get home and talk about how good you are with kids. (And how he wants kids with you)

Jisung:

Jisung would be smiling from ear to ear, his heart and stomach flipping in every way. He was definitely falling deeper in love with you - he didnt know it was even possible at the level he was into you but you continue to prove him wrong. He wanted a future with you.

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