genre ; angst, fluff · word count ; 0.7k · warning(s) ; protective bf jae aka jealous jae, almost violence, a tiny couple fight · a/n ; i had trouble with this one, but thanks to help from an anon i wrote it! also, if you feel like i should add more warnings, do tell me · masterlist ; word drabbles vol. 1
reckless is copyright 2020 hyuckles-chuckles, all rights reserved.
jaehyun wasn’t the type of guy to think things out before doing them, he was more of a ‘in the moment’ type of guy. that’s why he was the one who initiated your first kiss, not thinking of what would happen afterwards — he just wanted to kiss you, so he did.
there were a few moments in college where this strategy of his actually worked…but there were many instances where you would have preferred he thought before he did anything…like when he got into fights with just about anybody and for whatever reason he deemed right. he was just completely reckless.
the reason for his reckless actions today was that a guy in your class kept staring at you, not thinking about a plausible reason as to why.
“jae, he’s not doing anything bad,” you whispered into your boyfriend’s ear, hoping he’d pay attention to your lecture but alas it didn’t work.
“doesn’t he know that you have a boyfriend,” he grumbled, glad that your professor concluded the lecture. “i’m going to go talk to him.”
“jaehyun! no—” you tried to call for him, but he was already up, shoving his notes into his bag without a care as he made his way to the exit.
you groaned as you hurried to put your things away, hoping to catch up to jaehyun before he did anything stupid…but you were too late. he had the guy pressed up to a wall, a circle of people already forming around the two. you rolled your eyes as you made your way to jaehyun.
“…don’t ever look at my girlfriend,” you heard jaehyun threaten the poor guy.
“what if i’m talking to her?” oh, no. this guy was trying to be funny. “can i not look at her then?”
“oh, a smartass,” jaehyun chuckle humourlessly, raising one of his arms and clenching his fist. he was about to punch him square in the face, but you grabbed his arm and pulled him away slightly. “what the — oh, (y/n). listen, i’ve got this handled—”
“no, you don’t,” you snapped, pulling him with more force so now that guy was free of jaehyun’s hold.
“hey! i was—”
“i’m sorry about him,” you apologised to the guy before you dragged your boyfriend away from the crowd, outside the building and towards anywhere where there wasn’t a lot of people.
“(y/n), i was handling that! let go of me!” jaehyun exclaimed, even though you both knew that he could have just yanked his arm out of your grip.
“no, jae, you really weren’t,” you quipped, letting go of him and sitting on a nearby bench. “you just can’t think of anything before you do it.”
“i do too—”
“did you think about how i would feel? because i feel extremely embarrassed by that,” you interrupted him. he looked down to the ground, probably feeling bad about what he had done, so you decided to ask him more questions. “did you think about the trouble you could’ve gotten into if a teacher had seen? did you think about why that guy was looking at me?”
“because you’re very pretty,” jaehyun quietly answered, getting down on his knees in front of you to look up at you.
“well, then i guess you don’t remember the professor telling the class if they ever needed help to come and talk to me.”
“oh…” he sighed, remembering that it was only after that moment that the guy started staring at you. “baby, i’m sorry. but that guy was also being a smart—”
“don’t apologise and then give me an excuse, jung jaehyun,” you warned him, squeezing his cheeks to prevent him from talking. “he was only a smartass because you were just being an ass.”
“it’s only because i love you so much that i do things like that, i really am sorry,” he admitted, taking one of your hands off of his cheek and pressing a kiss to its palm.
“i know, i love you too, i guess,” you muttered, leaning forward to peck his lips before pulling him up to have him sit next to you. “just think before you do things and not be so reckless all of the time.”
“i’ll try to,” jaehyun stated, interlocking his fingers with yours.
“and you know what. if you can’t think before doing, just grab my hand and i’ll let go if necessary.”
“okay, it’s a deal,” he smiled at you, dimples on show as he leaned forward to press a sweet kiss to your lips.
genre ; fluff · word count ; 1.1k · a/n ; in all my two and a half years of writing on tumblr dot com, i’ve finally written this scenario, so enjoy hehe · masterlist ; word drabbles vol. 1
lovestruck is copyright 2020 hyuckles-chuckles, all rights reserved.
it was the first day of senior year, and jeno was just a little bit stressed about it.
he was late for the morning assembly because he overslept, he was already given two assignments due for next week, he had football practise at the end of the school day and the cafeteria ran out of blueberry muffins during lunch. it wasn’t jeno’s best first day.
and it seemed as if it was going to be worse when he bumped into someone on the way to his english class that he was already going to be late for. he was on the verge of screaming in the hallway if he hadn’t seen who he had bumped into: you, the new girl.
“oh, my god! i’m so sorry!” you exclaimed, dropping your papers to the floor in your flustered state.
“oh, uh, don’t worry about it,” jeno mumbled, bending down to help you pick up your stuff.
“thanks,” you giggled nervously, finally seeing who you had bumped into. and he was probably the most handsome boy you’ve ever met.
“i don’t recognise you, are you new?” he asked you as he handed your papers back to you.
“could i be anymore obvious?” you rhetorically say, prompting a laugh from the boy. you had to look at your timetable to see where your next class is so he couldn’t see how hard you were smiling.
“do you want me to walk you to your next class?”
“no! really, it’s fine! i already bumped into you—”
“it’s okay,” he smiled, looking at your timetable to see where you were supposed to be. “my class is that way anyway,” he lied. he just didn’t want to stop talking to you.
“are you sure?” you asked him, but he was already leading you to your class. you walked quickly to catch up to him.
“my name’s jeno, by the way,” he said casually, although he was incredibly excited on the inside to find out what your name is.
“nice to meet you, i’m (y/n),” you inform him, glad to know somebody’s name at your new school.
“well, (y/n), here’s your class,” jeno smiles, bowing ever so slightly in front of the door.
“oh, well, thanks jeno,” you chuckle, the bell ringing signifying the end of your conversation.
“i’ll see you around then,” jeno grimaces, jogging down the hall to his own class. didn’t he say his class was on the way to yours? you smile to yourself as you think that jeno walked you to class just because he wanted to.
you couldn’t stop thinking about him for the rest of the day — and he couldn’t stop thinking about you either. coming in late to english, he didn’t seem to care as the teacher complained it was too early in the school year to be rocking up late to class, he just sat in the seat that jaemin saved him.
“dude, why are you so happy?” jaemin whispered to his friend. “it’s literally the first day of school, wipe that grin off of your face.”
“i saw him talking to the new girl,” haechan answered for jeno.
“really?” jaemin asked haechan before returning his gaze to jeno. “is she hot?”
“shut up,” jeno finally spoke to his friends, glaring at them before he began to pay attention to the teacher at the front of the class.
“haechan?”
“she’s cute — they bumped into each other in the hallway,” haechan cooed, ruffling jeno’s hair.
“oh, my god! i think jeno’s in love with this girl,” jaemin teased jeno.
“i’m not in love with some girl i just met,” jeno scoffed. there’s no way he could be in love with you. he maybe liked you a little bit, but love was a tad bit too much.
“okay, whatever you say,” haechan sarcastically said, sharing a laugh with jaemin before returning to their class work.
jeno spent the rest of day being teased by his friends because of what happened with you. he was just happy to get to football practise where he could run into his friends and pummel them into the ground with ease. and it was going well until he saw you in the crowd, saying bye to a girl in your class before sitting down with your books. did you know that he played football?
he smiled to himself at the thought until he was pummelled into the ground by jaemin. “what are you doing?” he asked jeno.
“the new girl’s up there,” jeno groaned as he pushed jaemin off of his body to stand up.
“oh! where is she?” jaemin smiled, looking at the bleachers and finally seeing you by yourself. “wow, you two are going to be so happy together.”
“shut up, you don’t even know why she’s here,” jeno grumbled, jogging towards the locker room to retrieve his things.
“i know why,” haechan gleefully said as he walked past the pair. “because you were both struck with love this morning.”
“no, she just—”
“yes, lovestruck!” jaemin hollered, as he changed into his clothes. “now, don’t ruin this for us jeno.”
“i’m not ruining anything for anyone,” jeno stated as he got his bags and walked to the exit. “and just for all of the teasing today, you two can walk home!”
and with a smile on his face, he left the room with his friends groaning behind him. the only reason his smile grew bigger was because he saw you at the parking lot, sitting on the little wall as you waited with your books in your lap. he secretly hoped that you were waiting for him.
“hey, (y/n),” jeno greeted you once he was close enough. you looked up and saw jeno, closing your book to give him your undivided attention.
“oh, hi,” you replied, feeling the warmth spread on your cheeks.
“what brings you to football practise?” he asked you.
“my little brother sungchan was trying out and i had to wait for him.” jeno’s smile faltered for a moment after hearing that. for some reason he thought maybe you were there for him. “but now that i know that you’re on the team, maybe it won’t be all bad to wait for him.”
“oh,” jeno blushed at your confession, laughing it off shyly, causing you to smile at him. “well, uh, since you’re new, maybe you’d like to have lunch with me tomorrow?”
“sure!” you exclaimed. “i definitely need to make more friends and—”
“you can meet my friends the day after,” jeno interrupted you. “i was thinking it could just be the two of us tomorrow.”
you could feel the butterflies in your stomach soar at jeno’s words, causing you to smile extremely brightly. “i’d really love that.”
a rule you made with your friends-with-benefit doyoung was that you couldn’t kiss each other. but what if you really wanted to kiss him after a few months of fooling around?
request ; “4 : ‘do you really want me to go?’ · 9 : ‘why do i like you?’ · g : fwb-to-lovers!au” by anon
masterlist ; adobe’s 1500 follower celebration
a/n ; i had a bit of trouble with this request ngl, but i wrote it and i like it so i hope everyone who reads this likes this as well!
no kissing allowed is copyright 2020 hyuckles-chuckles, all rights reserved.
Doyoung handed you your dress as he returned to his bed, his shirt still on the floor and his pants not fastened yet. Just another party where you and your very good friend snuck away from your other friends to go and have sex in his bedroom.
It all started when you had stolen drinks from a previous party at Nu Kappa Tau in favour of drinking yourselves silly in his room. While you both talked about your previous sexual encounters, you accidentally revealed that it had been a while since you had done the deed and he offered to do the deed with you. You agreed to it, only if you both agreed to not kiss each other on the face — that area too passionate for a casual fling.
And when you woke up the next morning, you both agreed to continue this relationship as long as you didn’t kiss each other. But despite your no kissing rule — the one that you had come up with — you still developed feelings for him.
Maybe it was the way he smiled at you at lunch, or the way he smirked at you while you knelt in between his legs. Maybe it was the way he wrapped his arm around your shoulders in greeting, or the way he took a hold of your thighs to spread them for himself. Maybe it was the way he sang quietly in your ear to make you feel better, or the way he moaned in your ear telling you that you were so good for him.
Whatever it was, you wanted more of him — in more than the platonic and sexual relationship that you currently had with him. But that didn’t stop you from engaging in this friends-with-benefit relationship with him. You just wanted to be close to him, and if this was as close as you could possibly get, you didn’t mind.
“But where’s my underwear though?” you teased him as you took your dress, putting it on after you sat up.
“Oh,” he wondered as he took a seat next to you, pretending to look around his room. “I guess you’ll have to come back later and look for them.”
“Really?” you smirked, raising your eyebrow as you lifted a leg over his lap to straddle him.
“Yeah,” he confirmed with a nod, placing his hands on your hips. “We have to get back to the party soon, so you’ll have to come back later.”
“Do you really want me to go? Back to a frat party? Without my panties on?”
You giggled as you saw Doyoung’s eyes widen, removing a hand from your hip to reach behind him and pulling your underwear out from his back pocket. “Would you look at that? I found it. Here you go, put it on.”
“I don’t know,” you pretended to think over it. “Then I have no reason to come over later.”
“Why are you like this?” he chuckled as he lifted you up, putting on your underwear for you. “You don’t have to have an excuse to come over,” he smiled at you, pressing a kiss to your clothed hip bone as he stood up, standing tall in front of you.
Oh, how you wanted to kiss him…you really wanted to kiss him. But you and Doyoung made a promise to not do so — and you made your own promise to yourself that you wouldn’t kiss him unless he wanted to kiss you.
“I guess not,” you mumbled to him, walking away to put your shoes back on, stopping when you felt his hand on yours.
“What’s wrong?” he asked you, his eyebrows furrowing as he searched for what was wrong in your facial features.
“There’s nothing wrong—”
“Don’t play dumb with me,” he said as he pushed you onto the bed before grabbing his shirt from the floor to sit next to you. “You’re not usually like this. So just spill.”
“I’m fine,” you stuttered, trying to get up but stopping when Doyoung grabbed your hand again, this time interlocking his fingers with yours.
“You just stuttered,” he said as he rolled his eyes at you. “Just tell me what’s wrong.”
“I don’t want to,” you pouted, crossing your legs as you looked away from him.
“Come on! Tell me!” he begged. “We’re friends, you can tell me anything!”
That’s the problem, you thought to yourself. We’re just friends. “What if I don’t want to be friends?” you asked him.
“Woah!” he exclaimed as he took your chin so you could face him. “What do you mean by that?!”
“I didn’t mean it like that,” you told him. “What I meant to say was what if I don’t want to be just friends—”
You were quickly interrupted by Doyoung kissing you, instantly moving your lips with his before you thought properly. No kissing allowed. “Wait, that’s not allowed,” you whispered as you parted for breath, standing up and walking around his room. “We’re not supposed to kiss.”
“Wow, you’re so stupid, why do I even like you?” he sighed as he stood up.
“I’m not stu — wait, you like me?” you asked him, first offended by him insulting your intelligence before realising his confession at the end.
“Of course I like you,” he smiled as he looked down at you, wrapping his arms around your waist. “I like you a lot actually.”
“Oh, my god!” you squeal as you wrap your arms around his neck to press another kiss to his lips. “I like you too.”
“Thank, god. That would’ve been embarrassing for me if not,” he smirked as he picked you up, only to drop you back onto his bed.
“What about the party?” you asked him, biting back a smile as you knew what was about to happen.
“Fuck the party, I’d rather fuck you,” he confessed as his lips returned to yours.
And even though you’ve had sex with Doyoung many times before, the addition of kissing proved to make it so much better. And you hated that you were the reason why you two hadn’t kissed before, even more when Doyoung — your now boyfriend — brought it up at any chance he could.
to celebrate getting 1500 followers on here, i opened up my requests! be prepared for more requested works from me!
genre ; fluff · word count ; 0.8k · a/n ; bike rides with jeno? yes please :D + i didn’t know how to end this so excuse the ending please!! · masterlist ; word drabbles vol. 1
bicycles is copyright 2020 hyuckles-chuckles, all rights reserved.
“what are you up to, lee jeno?” you asked him, walking in step with him. he was walking behind you, covering your eyes because he knew you would find a way to get a peek at your birthday surprise.
“you’ll see, don’t worry,” he softly said into your ear, pressing his lips to your shoulder. “we’re almost there.”
“almost where?” you complained, but all you got from jeno was his cute laugh as a response.
it was only after a few more minutes of walking that jeno stopped walking, taking his hands away from your eyes and putting an object on your head. “we’re here! kind of.”
“kind of?” you questioned as you opened your eyes, blinking them rapidly to adjust to the sudden change in light. when your vision finally allowed you to see, you saw two bicycles in front of you. then you looked to jeno who was sporting a helmet on his head — one that looked similar to yours. “are we cycling?”
“yes!” jeno exclaimed, taking your hand and walking you to the matching bicycles.
“this is why i’m usually in charge of the dates,” you mumbled, unenthusiastic that you had to exercise on your birthday.
“come on!” he began as he lifted one of your legs over the bike so your legs were on either side of it. “it’s not going to be hardcore, just easy breezy. and i asked yeeun if this was a good idea and she said it was cute. and you also can’t plan your own birthday event.”
“okay,” you pouted, but you giggled soon after as jeno leaned in to kiss your pout away. “but where are we going now?”
“just follow me,” he winked as he got onto his own bike, already beginning to travel ahead of you.
“wait!” you shouted, sitting on your seat and catching up to him. you hadn’t cycled in a while so you were a bit off balance for the first few minutes, but you got the hang of it.
jeno made sure to cycle slowly just for you, and with the lack of speed he was able to do tricks such as not having his hands on the handles and the like. he stopped as soon as you yelled at him to do so because you were scared he was going to fall and then you would accidentally ride over him in the frenzy.
“you shouldn’t worry about me; i cycle a lot,” he informed you with a smile as the sun began to set.
“i know,” you stated. “but it doesn’t matter how good you are, you could still fall.”
“but you would pick me up, won’t you baby?” he chuckled.
“i don’t know…not if i told you to stop and you persisted on doing so,” you teased him.
“baby!” he whined, cycling underneath some trees and onto a dirt trail.
“where are taking me now?” you asked him for the umpteenth time that day. “this is kind of weird.”
“don’t worry, we’re almost there.”
“that’s what you said last time and that was half an hour ago.”
“just chill, we’re for real almost there this time,” he informed you.
you decided to keep quiet for the remainder of the way, but jeno tried to talk to you, louder than he had during your cycling that day. you continued the conversation back and forth, you wondered why he was doing this all of a sudden. but then you heard some people hushing others, and a twinkle in the trees that didn’t look like stars suddenly disappear.
“jeno,” you began to smile, “did you throw me a surprise party?”
“what?” he scoffed, nervously beginning to stutter. “i would never throw you a surprise party—”
“you wouldn’t,” you pouted, pretending to be upset.
“besides that,” he said, completely ignoring you, “i’ve been with you all day, how could i have done that?”
“yeeun knew about the bike ride — maybe you told her so she could get the party ready?”
“you have a very creative imagination,” jeno mumbled as he came to a stop, having you stop right next to him. “we’re here!” he called out, not necessarily to you, but to the people who jumped around the open space and yelled ‘surprise!’, the fairy lights turning on after that.
“i knew it!” you laughed, getting off of your bicycle to give jeno a big hug, your bike falling to the ground.
“i told them to keep quiet around this time,” whispered into your ear.
“i don’t care,” you admitted, kissing him as the party began at your arrival. “it’s the thought that counts.”
“anyways, happy birthday,” he smiled, repeating the words he’s been saying to you all day long.
“what did you get me?”
“i literally bought us matching bicycles! what more could you want?”
march 21st 2020, you walk into the library, looking at the three students who were in here for the same reason you were — detention. you move to the other side of the empty venue, your friend joining you. the vice principal walks in, followed by another student, before he gave you all punishments for the next few hours.
this day was already bullshit. and the upcoming weeks were going to be even worse than you imagined.
𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡 𝟐𝟏𝐬𝐭
to say na jaemin was your school’s heartthrob was an understatement. he was constantly seen flirting with a new person practically every week. this week he had his eyes on you, and despite you saying no the first time he was prepared to do anything to make you his. and just when he almost had his lips on yours, a teacher had to walk by and catch you both in the dark corridor.
now, it wasn’t jaemin’s first time for a saturday detention, but it was yours…and it kind of scared you as to what would happen in the library. hopefully other students would also receive detention that week. you just didn’t want to be alone in a room with jaemin ever again.
𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐠
march 21st to march 28th ; inappropriate relations on school property
— read here
𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡 𝟐𝟖𝐭𝐡
the sweetest guy you had ever met was probably lee jeno. despite his quarterback title on your high school’s football team — basically giving him the power to own the entire school, he never used it for his own benefit. you would have never expected the boy with the puppy-like features who happened to play the guitar in the music room during his free time to ever scream at anyone.
but when you heard the rumours of him having a screaming match with the coach of the football team, you saw him in a different, darker light. the coach had given him detention for the incident and suspended him from everything related to football until he apologised. looks like jeno won’t be attending practise anytime soon.
𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐠
march 21st ; disrespectful towards a teacher
— read here
𝐚𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐥 𝟒𝐭𝐡
the smartest person in your class? huang renjun, no doubt about it. always at the top of your class and always at the top of every bully’s pick-on list. whether they were pushing him around or just forcing him to do stuff for them, he was always picked on. you would never have expected for him to be in the library for detention and not studying.
but that all of that changed when a teacher patrolling the halls of the school caught him distributing test answers to a lee haechan who was also caught with a lit cigarette. the test answers would’ve been two weeks of detention, but the smoking was another issue. since the vice principle wouldn’t believe renjun that he wasn’t smoking and therefore lying about the situation, he gave renjun an extra detention.
𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐠
march 21st to april 4th ; distributing test answers
march 21st to april 4th ; suspected smoking
— read here
𝐚𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐥 𝟏𝟏𝐭𝐡
liu yangyang! one of your most favourite people at high school. you had been best friends ever since you lent him a pencil in math class — one that was never returned you might add. he was much like you, one of the good kids, he was a little bit weird but he never got into trouble…that was until he got detention the same week you had.
why? oh, because he punched na jaemin in the face for almost kissing you. you had no idea (other than the fact he was protecting you) why he would risk his squeaky-clean record just to go to detention with you. but at least you had someone to keep you company.
𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐠
march 21st to march 28th ; fighting on school property
— read here
𝐚𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐥 𝟏𝟖𝐭𝐡
oh, where can you start with lee haechan? you never really knew him, and thank god for that. with the reputation he’s built for himself during your high school career, you wouldn’t even want to look his way.
what did he do this time to earn detention? he saw it as something little, just a little smoking on school property and a little bit of almost cheating. he’s done worse in his opinion. from fighting students to disrespecting teachers to doing…non-educational things in dark hallways and bathroom stalls. what was a little smoking going to do?
𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐠
march 14th to march 28th ; bullying
march 21st to march 28th ; suspected cheating
march 21st to april 11th ; smoking on school property
— read here
𝐚𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐥 𝟐𝟒𝐭𝐡
after a few weeks of saturday detention, you’re finally free…but not from the boys you had met and acquainted with whilst in detention.
you kind of wished that they stayed in detention forever.
— read here
pairing ; nct 00 line x fem!reader
na jaemin, lee jeno, huang renjun, liu yangyang, lee haechan
genre ; fluff, angst (in some chapters), high school!au, the breakfast club!au · word count ; n/a · rating ; 13 — 16 · warning(s) ; specific in each part
inspiration ; the breakfast club (1984)
i see people really liking this concept saying ‘ooh it’s my fav movie’ and whatnot. i just want to infrm y’all that it’s not directly based on the movie, just the concept of saturday detention, the kind of basing on the characters and a mean vice principle. i don’t want anyone to think that this will be exactly like the movie, okay
status ; coming soon!
last updated ; n/a
a/n ; i’m very excited for this so i hope you all anticipate this series as much as i have. i won’t be starting this right now, but everything’s planned and ready for when i do so! + shoutout to @junguws for editing those jaemin pics ily
jeno takes your bag before a class you have to get to, and you’re prepared to do everything to get it back.
pairing ; lee jeno x fem!reader
genre ; fluff, bad boy!jeno, classmates-to-lovers!au, college!au · word count ; 0.9k · rating ; 13 · warning(s) ; lowkey stealing but not really, pda
request ; “jeno + 9 : ‘why do i even like you?’ + 12 : ‘give it back...or else.’ + a : classmates-to-lovers!au + n :bad boy!au” by anon
masterlist ; adobe’s 1500 follower celebration
a/n ; it’s a bit short, but that’s just how it works out sometimes,, i hope y’all still like this!
let’s ditch class is copyright 2020 hyuckles-chuckles, all rights reserved.
Why do you even like him? you think to yourself as you stare at Jeno from across the classroom. You see that he’s scrolling through his phone, his feet resting on his desk as he leans back in his chair, his leather jacket just barely touching the floor. You roll your eyes as you return your focus to your notes. Why come to class if you’re not going to pay attention?
While jotting points from the presentation, you feel your phone vibrate on your desk. Your eyes widen when you see who has sent you a text during class.
Lee Jeno (Biology) [11:27]: whyd you stop staring
Lee Jeno (Biology) [11:28]: why pay attention to this boring class when you could pay attention to me
Lee Jeno (Biology) [11:28]: class is almost over lets ditch
You’re cheeks heat up furiously as you realise he had caught you staring at him during your lecture. Instead of opening and replying to the texts, you lean forward, you in your book as you continue taking notes — even though all you could think of was your campus’ bad boy.
Lee Jeno (Biology) [11:31]: (y/n) i know you saw my text
Lee Jeno (Biology) [11:32]: okay i’ll see after class then;)
You furrow your eyebrows as you think of what he could possibly mean by that. That was until he sneakily walked up behind you and took your bag full of books for the rest of your school day.
“Jeno!” you whisper yell at him as he walks out of the class, shooting you an innocent smile as he does so. You think of following him and leaving the class, but there’s only five minutes left. You’ll just deal with him after class.
As soon as your professor dismisses you, you’re out of the class, holding all of your belongings in your hand considering Jeno took your bag. You exit the class and immediately spot him from across the door, your bag hanging loosely from his shoulder. He looks up and smiles upon seeing your angry face, standing upright as you stomp towards him.
“I’m surprised you stayed until class ended,” he chuckled as he walked away from you.
“Jeno!” you groan as you follow him. “Just give me my bag back. I have other classes to get to.”
“But I like you at my side,” he pouts as he turns into a dark hallway, only stopping to lean on a wall. You debate following him further but decide to in the end. He had to give you your bag back eventually…right?
“Jeno, come on! I have a class on the other side of campus in thirty minutes and I will be late if I don’t leave right now,” you whine as you stand in front of him.
“I’ll give it back to you…if you tell me why you were staring at me,” he smirks as he looks down at you.
“Why do I even like you?” You were meant to say this to yourself, and you thought you had. But when you open your eyes you see that Jeno’s eyes are wider than you had ever seen them.
“What?!” he exclaims, laughing as he’s shocked at what’s just come out of your mouth. “Well, sweetheart, you’re not getting this back until we go on a date if that’s the case.”
“Just give it back…or else,” you say with heated cheeks, trying to sound intimidating as you stand your ground.
“‘Or else’ what?” he chuckles. “What are you going to do? Kiss me?”
And you’re obviously not thinking because that’s exactly what you’re doing in the next second. As you move your soft lips against his, it’s his turn to wear a blush on his cheeks as you take charge of the situation. He’s so distracted that you manage to take your bag from him.
“Thanks, Jeno,” you stutter as you run away from him and towards your next class. If you walk fast enough, you’ll probably get there just in time.
“Wait — (Y/N)!” Jeno exclaims as he catches up to you.
“I don’t have time to stop and talk to you,” you tell him as you simultaneously navigate your way through students and put your belongings back into your bag.
“Then just listen,” he says as he keeps pace with you.
You look around and see that you have caught the attention of other students as they stare at you and Jeno, whispering to their friends. You know Jeno’s reputation, and you don’t want people to think anything of this interaction with him. “Fine, just get it over and done with, okay?”
“I was serious about that date,” he tells you just as you enter the building to your next class. “Ditch your class and let’s get coffee.”
“I’m already here though,” you mumble as you reach for the closed door, relieved that you made it just in time.
“Okay,” he says as he yanks your hand from the door to have you face him. He takes your bag, opens it and takes your Biology textbook. “We’ll get coffee after this class,” he says, his hand on your cheek as he kisses you in front of everyone to see the both of you do so.
“It’s a date,” you stutter, walking into your class as Jeno chuckles at your cuteness.
Why do you like him? you think to yourself as you barely pay attention to your professor. Only thinking about your coffee date with your campus’ bad boy.
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request ; “4 : ‘do you really want me to go?’ · i : neighbour!au” by anon
masterlist ; adobe’s 1500 follower celebration
a/n ; this is kinda short and i’m sorry but that’s just how the mind works sometimes, you know?
house warming is copyright 2020 hyuckles-chuckles, all rights reserved.
When the timer went off for your freshly made brownies, you were ready to go.
In the past week you got a new neighbour, Yuta — a very cute neighbour you might add. You spoke briefly when he was moving boxes upon boxes out of the rented truck and you didn’t quite know how to spark another conversation with him…until you realised what some neighbours do when they get a new one. Give them baked goods!
So, as soon as the brownies cooled off, you put the icing on it and cut them into pieces to take over to his house. Hopefully you didn’t look weird with a plate full of brownies to present your neighbour with.
You knocked on his door, surprised by the noise that came from inside of the house. Since moving in, he hadn’t made such a noise which you found out. You weren’t even sure if you were at the right house when a different guy opened the door.
“Hi,” you squeaked, nervous to be talking to another attractive guy. “Is this Yuta’s house?”
“Yeah, I’ll go get him,” he smiled at you, his dimples showing before leaving you outside. You heard him yell ‘Yuta, there’s a cute girl with brownies outside!’ and it had you giggling innocently at the compliment.
You stood in the doorway until you saw the attractive guy you came to see. “Yuta!” you exclaimed upon seeing him and his gorgeous smile.
“(Y/N)!” he sang as he came out to give you a hug, which you were not expecting right away, but wrapped your free arm around him anyway. “When Jaehyun said there was a cute girl outside, I had a feeling it was going to be you.”
“Oh, well, uh, I brought you some brownies,” you stutter, getting shy at Yuta calling you cute.
“Thank you! You can bring them inside,” he said excitedly, moving from the entryway to give you some room.
“You can just take them — I didn’t realise you’d be having a house warming party,” you mumble. You would’ve liked to go inside, but would’ve preferred if there wasn’t a party with people you didn’t know going on inside as well.
“Don’t worry — my friends won’t bite,” he reassured you with a smile, his hand gesturing for you to walk inside.
“Okay,” you smile shyly as you walk inside, being met with a few pairs of eyes on you. “Hello.”
A chorus of ‘hi’s and ‘hello’s were heard from the boys in the room at your presence. They mostly had a confused look on their face before Yuta came to your side to introduce you to the group. “This is my neighbour, (Y/N). She brought us brownies.” They all nodded their heads with sounds of realisation as Yuta walked you to the kitchen where you could put down the brownies.
“There you go,” you smile when you put the plate down. “Well, I should get going now.”
“No! You can’t just bring us brownies and then leave,” he complains as he picks up a brownie and takes a bite. “Wow, this is delicious.”
“Thank you.”
“Anyway, you have to come and hang out,” he states. “If your only concern is intruding on the party, it shouldn’t be. The guys would love to have a pretty girl around.”
“I guess I could stay for a bit if that’s the case,” you chuckle as you follow him out of the kitchen and sitting with the others in the living room.
You enjoyed the next couple of hours with Yuta and his friends in his house. They told you all kinds of fun stories — the majority including Yuta. You really enjoyed their company, especially the company from the youngest of the group Haechan who was constantly flirting with you as if to make a point. But it didn’t matter how many times he flirted with you, you only had eyes for Yuta.
You stuck by his side the entire time. If he went to the kitchen for a drink, you went to the kitchen for a drink. If he got up to get a snack, you got up to get a snack. If he went to the bathroom, you would just sit and wait for him to get back. You just wanted to spend all of your time with him.
But the party seemed to die down when the sun began to set — especially when Yuta told everyone to get out. You really didn’t want to leave just yet, but if he wanted the party to end, then you would take a walk back to your house.
“Okay, Haechan, get out,” Yuta chuckled as he stood on his porch, pretending to kick him down the stairs.
“Fine, but can I get a hug from (Y/N) first?” he pouted towards you.
“Of course,” you coo, wrapping your arms around the boy before he lets go of you and runs to the beeping car. “It was nice meeting you guys!” you say as you wave the cars off.
Yuta chuckles as he walks to stand next to you. “So, (Y/N)—”
“Aw, do you really want me to go?” you joke, cutting him off before he could finish his sentence.
“No.”
“No?”
“No,” he confirms. “I kicked everyone out so we could get some dinner,” he smiles confidently.
“Really?” you ask as you step closer to him.
“Yup, I’ve got bulgogi from Mrs Kim down the street that we can eat. And we can finish your brownies for dessert,” he informs you. “Would you like that?”
“I would like that,” you smile brightly, following him into his house for your first date with your new neighbour.
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