⤷ summary : drunk texts/voicemails/etc you receive.. to see drunk nct dream accidentally (not) confessing their love to you.
warning : a little suggestive for jenos.
𓂃 annas note : i mixed this idea and some prompts i’ve got written down to do this. hopefully you guys enjoy!! :3 it was fun writing.
MARK LEE :
you received 1 new voice message: today, 2:30am.
you open your voicemail and see that mark had left you one. you were a little confused and a bit worried but you put it on speaker as it played. all you could hear was some loud music blasting and marks voice over the top of it, his words slurred. you shake your head, ‘oh god.. i can only imagine what this is going to be.’
“i can’t believe you didn’t pick up ynnie.. missed you so much today, you know? i don’t know, there’s something about the vibe when you’re not here like it’s just not as lively as it usually is. maybe that’s just me. haha. um- uh- i really don’t know what to say because i expected you to pick up but i do realise it’s late so i apologise about that, i lost track of time there haha.. well, me and the boys went out drinking and.. maybe i had a little more than i expected but like, i wanted to relax, you know? wind down a bit. i was going to say something but i forgot-“ he got cut off by another males voice, sounded like jeno, “he was going to admit he likes you~” and then you heard a loud slap. “jeno!!” mark whined. “god anyway, yes i was going to confess to you. i just.. these past couple of months, they’ve been great you know, we’ve been hanging out a lot more and personally i feel we’re growing to be more than friends hahaha.. i really do like you, no scratch that, i think i love you. i like.. love you more than anyone else i’ve ever done before in my life. it’s crazy- haha- you know when you’re in love? you just feel so different like a changed man.. well maybe not a changed man but you know what i mean, right? i just feel like ive become a better person with you by my side and i really-“ dial tone.
and the voicemail was over. you just chuckled to yourself, fanning your cheeks as you felt yourself grinning just a little too much at his cute confession. you’ll text him about it shortly - for now, you need to calm down your racing heart.
HUANG RENJUN :
you received 2 new voice messages: today, 1:27am.
“mmmm… ynnie? ah, you didn’t pick up. it’s okay, i’ll leave you a voicemail. so.. um, it was really nice seeing you before! i’m so sad you had to leave so early though, we were just getting so settled with one another and the others stopped teasing me for a bit.. they’re back to it now because i look like a ‘kicked puppy’ apparently without you here. maybe i feel that way because i miss you.. i miss your company already please come back!~ anyway what i wanted to call about was.. godddd, why are you so stupid? huh? so so stupid and so blind to not see what i was trying to do with you. i thought you’d be able to but you’re so oblivious all the time.. i bet you’re like, huh? with that cute tone of yours and the way you tilt your head.. ahh..~ what i mean is, that.. that i’m so in love with you. with everything about you. from your perfect tone of voice, your beautiful eyes that shine when you see something that you like, the way you look up at me, the way you dress, your personality.. it’s so hard not to fall for someone as perfect as you..”
next voicemail.
“shit i got cut off- but anyway, you know like.. i hope you reciprocate my feelings but- but if you don’t it’s okay, we can just pretend like this never happened and go back to the way things were. i don’t want to make you uncomfortable but i fear i might’ve and oh god— hold on, jisung doesn’t look so good.”
LEE JENO :
LEE HAECHAN :
haechan's voice was the only thing ringing through your ears at this moment in time, the dimly lit room and on goers to the party soon fading into the background. he was out of his mind- flushed cheeks, unfocused eyes and a lazy grin that didn't quite reach his eyes.
"you live in my head and my heart, can't you see that?" his words are slurred but the desperation in his voice was unmistakable. your breath caught in your throat, "haechan, you're drunk." you claim.
he scoffed and ran a frustrated hand through already messy hair, "yeah? so what. doesn't make it any less true." his gaze locked onto yours, raw and pleading. "you're always here." he tapped his temple. "and here," his hand clutched at his chest. "i don't know how to make you see it."
the weight of his confession pressed between you, heavier than the alcohol in his system. what were you supposed to say?
NA JAEMIN :
ZHONG CHENLE :
you received one new voice message, today at 7:00pm .
"you know.. you should’ve said it earlier, idiot. i love you, can’t you see? i can’t believe you waited until you got out of my car to say that just so you could run off. you’re lucky you’re cute. meet me tomorrow at the restaurant, ‘kay? you know which one i’m on about and dress nicely. i’ll treat you like you deserve alright.” he says to you on the other line. you couldn’t help but fight back a small smile coming onto your lips, of course chenle would say that.
PARK JISUNG :
you and jisung had spent the whole day together, gaming and having a laugh, shared cuddles and looks that were definitely more than platonic. everyone around you guys had told you that there’s no way you’re both just friends, there’s some tension and you didn’t realise that until now. when you look up at jisung after cuddling on his chest, you notice him focusing his gaze on the tv, biting back a smile as he can sense your eyes on him. your heart jumps in your chest. shit. was it just the alcohol you both had drunk 2 hours ago or was it your feelings? maybe the second option. for sure.
“hey, yn, can i say something to you?” jisung mumbled as he finally looked down at you, you just hum in response. he lets out a deep sigh and bites his lip, “um.. well, i’m head over heels for you. you deserve to know and im sorry i’m only telling you this now. i can’t hide it anymore, i really can’t do it. i love you. a lot. and i-“ you didn’t let him finish, pressing a hard kiss to his lips as he melts into it with a groan.
Sure, it was a little creepy when a number addressed to you turned up at the end of your shift. And no, you were sure as hell not stupid enough to text said number without considering its consequences. But curiosity was one rather overwhelming emotion… maybe a ‘hi’ wouldn’t hurt… right?
pairing: bio-med major!na jaemin x nursing major!reader
genre: social media au, strangers-to-friends-to-lovers, secret admirer au, fluff, crack, some written parts
status: ongoing ! (18.01.2025)
warnings: attempted humour (pls tell me if it's working thanks), some characters have chronic lowercase use, kms jokes, dirty jokes, me and fake LOL knowledge, will add more to this as I go!
[playlist] Daydreamin' - Ariana Grande | R.E.M. - Ariana Grande | Mahika - Adie | About Last Night.. - Yel | Comin’ Through - Hojean | Maybe We Could Be a Thing - Jesse Barrera | Used to Me - Luke Chiang | Buttons - Lyn Lapid | While You Were Sleeping - Laufey | She Smiled - Day6
profiles one | profiles two
one. I was baited wasn’t I?
two. you're like Shakespeare or something
three. FUTURE NURSE EVERYONE
four. NSFJ (not safe for jisung)
five. I'm transferring it to u guys
six. bro can take me to heaven
an: a taglist will be made if requested! I haven’t made an SMAU since 2020 so pls bear with me 😭 decided to make this bc it helped my writer’s block and it was also pretty fun to make—so disclaimer: this was for fun and meant purely for enjoyment and probably not the most jaw dropping, complex smau you’ll ever read lmao,, but I still put effort into it so it’s nothing half-assed. It’s been sitting and rotting in my docs since october and it would hurt me to not share it,,, so PLEASE ENJOY!
✧ ˚ disclaimer: THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION. the characters do not reflect the personality of the actual artists themselves, and should be treated as separate beings.
✧ ˚ author notes: this was literally not proofread in any form, but i couldn’t resist after having a dream of nomin+xuxi defending me from monsters :(((
✧ ˚ word count: 984 words
You wheezed, tears pooling in your eyes, as Jaemin’s long fingers drill inside your hole. His movements were fast and you couldn't keep up with the pleasure he gives you. You choked, letting out a wheeze that made the man in front of you smirk.
"That's it, love, give yourself to me" you hear him mock you as tears fall from your eyes. He had a twisted desire to see you cry as you fall under his spell, and all you could do is take what he gives you. You feel yourself about to burst, causing you to shiver and grasp the sheets under you.
All you could do is sob as you chased for your release, but it looks like Jaemin had other plans. As soon as you're about to let go, he pulled away from his fingers.
"No, no--" you started to plead, but he leaned yourself to your left ear.
"Rise, sunshine."
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Sweat ran down your forehead as you opened your eyes. You groaned, not pleased with your dream being interrupted and your pussy still throbbing. You rubbed your legs to soothe the heated feeling in your center, despite it not helping much. You resisted touching your womanhood, knowing that Jaemin would punish you if he finds you masturbating.
A deep breath being released startled you in your stupor. You turned to look over your shoulder. You almost beamed seeing your boyfriend laying on his back, snoring quietly. You’ve been waiting for him to come home for hours, but unfortunately, you weren’t able to stay awake.
Your body turned to face him, your elbows resting on the pillow with your head resting on your hand. Jaemin has a very attractive side profile. He has a defined jaw that you imagined yourself placing a kiss mark on it. His collarbones are sticking out at the neckline of his white shirt, to which you noticed that the marks you placed there were healing away.
You and Jaemin never discussed wanting to have sex while the other is asleep, but you were well aware that he is a kinky motherfucker, as were you. He’s implied before that he would get horny at night, but due to the schedules you both have, sex at night is rare these days.
Making up your mind, you moved to pull up the blanket. You positioned yourself on top of his stomach. He visibly squirmed at the added weight, but he made no move that would indicate him being awake.
Seeing him from the top made you realize how lucky you were to be blessed with a boyfriend like him. Sometimes you wonder what you did in your life that made you deserve a man like Jaemin. You leaned down to place mouth kisses on his neck. His breath hitched at the contact, and you continued to mouth on his neck by nibbling it. Your hand traveled down to grasp on his bottoms, noting how he decided to sleep on boxers instead.
Lifting your head from his neck, you pulled down the hems of his boxers. His cock peeked out from the opening, and your eyes darkened. His cock is limp when you grasped it. You hear him groan in his sleep. You looked up, seeing his head turned to the other side and his eyebrows scrunched up.
You held the member with both of your hands, rubbing its base with your other finger and playing with the tip. It hardens while you continue with your ministrations. You moved below the blanket and between his legs so that you could focus on giving pleasure to his head. Licking the tip first, you opened your mouth to envelop it down to the base. God, you missed this.
Your left hand moved to his ball, giving it a little tickle which made his legs spasm around. The blanket was lifted away from your body, and a surprised Jaemin is now looking at you. He is wide-eyed when he saw what you were doing. He moaned, his head falling back and his neck lifted.
You removed your mouth a bit to say, “Welcome home, love.” before putting his cock on your mouth again.
He cursed, stuttering out a reply, “F-Fuck, babe...”
Jaemin’s hand moved to grip your hair hard, making you moan lowly in the process. You went fast as you bobbed your head up and down, intending to make him cum under your care. He sobbed at the bliss he felt from your movements. His right knee bends and he covered his eyes with his free arm.
Shortly, he reached his climax. The liquid spilled on your mouth, your tongue greedily licking up the ones that spilled. Jaemin’s chest heaved, and the hand clutching your hair is now caressing your head. You looked up, seeing him now sitting up. He gazed at you softly, with a hint of deliriousness. After you finished up your business, you lifted to sit on his lap. You wrapped your arms around his neck, grinning at him innocently as if you didn’t just suck him awake just minutes ago.
Jaemin rubbed his hands on your back, “You missed me so much, didn’t you?”
“We haven’t been spending time recently, and you always come home tired.” you answered, “I thought that maybe I should energize you just a little bit.”
He chuckled, hiding his reddened face on your neck. He nuzzled, sniffing up your soft scent.
“It’s not fair, I wasn’t even awake.”
“Tough luck, love.” you giggled, pulling away from his arms to move beside him. You grabbed his arm, pulling him down to lay on the bed with you in tow. He complied, wrapping an arm around your shoulder. He placed a kiss on your forehead, smiling when he sees your eyebrows scrunching to the contact.
“Now, let’s get some rest. You’ll need it from what I plan to do to tomorrow morning.”
(finally a post i’m so sorry for the wait aaah!!!)
i had to google this bc i didn’t know it was a thing 😭 cr to @/snk-warriors
EDIT: I ACTUALLY CANT BELIEVE I JUST COMPLETELY MISREAD HAECHAN IM SO SORRY ILL TRY TO GET AN ACTUAL HAECHAN VERSION OUT AS SOON AS I CAN
fluff alphabet with jaemin! (gn reader)
A ctivities - jaemin likes to spend most of his time with you indoors lazing around - watching movies, sleeping, playing games together etc just being soft and cozy.
B eauty - he thinks everything about you is perfect. literally everything.
C omfort - i think he would try his best to offer you words of comfort and gentle touches, probably trying not to overwhelm you
D reams - you’re his everything so he wants to grow old with you and a cat. he’s already got his pension planned out im sure he can picture you in his future
E qual - jaemin can be whatever you need in a relationship. if you’re more dominant he’ll be more passive, if you’re more passive he can be more dominant. (i don’t really know what this one means)
F ight - any and all fights with jaemin are resolved in the same day. he hates being mad at you and hates when you’re mad at him.
G ratitude - he’ll thank you for everything you do, no matter how small. he’ll make a big show of thanking you for something like making him a cup of coffee or brushing his hair. he appreciates you so much and needs you to know it.
H onesty - he’s completely honest and transparent with you but sometimes it’s hard for you to tell what’s the actual truth and what’s a joke.
I nspiration - you both made each other better people. that’s all
J ealousy - he doesn’t get jealous easily but when he does you’ll know it. he’ll be extra clingy and pouty unless you show him he’s your one and only
K iss - jaemin is a good kisser i just know it. he can be sweet and gentle or passionate and intimate, a versatile kisser if you will
L ove Confession - he never actually confessed to you, you both just started being lovey dovey and went with it
M arriage - he definitely wants to marry you someday, but he’ll wait a million years if you’re not ready yet
N icknames - i think he would call you things like “sweetheart” and “darling” ironically to make you cringe, but he actually mostly calls you “babe”
O n Cloud Nine - he’s clingy and touchy with everyone so it was a little hard for others to realise you two were dating at first, but the long gazes and smiles while your back was turned gave it away. he’s not especially romantic but he does a lot of little things that he wouldn’t do for his friends behind closed doors. he’s smitten with you even if you can’t tell.
P DA - he doesn’t really care too much to brag about you or show you off, but he likes to embarrass you by kissing your cheek or your neck in front of your friends. he also always has to have his hand somewhere on you just to make himself feel comfortable.
Q uirk - jaemin has some kind of sixth sense that always knows when you’re hungry. as soon as you even think about eating, he’s coming out of the kitchen with food or picking up his keys to take you out
R omance - i don’t think he’d do anything super cringey like spelling your name in rose petals (he’s not mark) but he definitely makes an effort to show you how much he loves you
S upport - he will literally always support you no matter what you choose to do with your life
T hrill - jaemin prefers the safety of familiarity, he’s not too keen on constantly spicing things up
U nderstanding - he probably knows you better than you know yourself, and he always hears you out when you have a defence
V alue - you’re the most important thing in his life. end of.
W ild Card - he impulsively buys every cute thing he sees that reminds him of you. he’s running out of space to put them all.
X OXO - jaemin LOVES kissing you and cuddling you. he can’t go a day without holding you and refuses to go to sleep if you’re not in his arms
Y earning - if he’s away for a while he’ll message you every day to make sure you’re eating, call you every night to tell you he loves you, and send you “i miss you” texts every morning. the poor man can’t cope without you.
Z eal - he would put his life and aspirations on hold for you if he needed to.
There's so much about him that I can't begin to explain. The way he'd lock eyes with me and wait until I looked away. The way he'd purposely bump into me in a wide hallway. The way he'd brush his fingers against mine as he passed me a book.
He did it all on purpose, with a smirk on his face and a confident look in his eyes.
Na Jaemin knew exactly what he was doing.
I roll my eyes in annoyance, realising how much ink I wasted writing my essay. With a minimum of six hundred words and a really good topic, we were locked in a hall with a timer in display of three hours.
There were planning sheets, countless drafts and dictionaries.
Unfortunately, my pen starts running out of ink in the middle of essay writing. "Crap," I muttered reaching out for my pencil case until I realised I didn't have any other pen besides a red one.
"Need a pen Y/n?" I heard him whisper next to me and the way my blood boiled couldn't be described. 'Act nice,' I thought to myself, sending Jaemin a grin and a nod.
He digs through his pencil case 'till he pulls out a pen that looks exactly like mine. "Here you go," he says but he doesn't push the pen towards me, instead he holds it in his hand which was resting on his desk.
"But of course," I mutter, my grin fading. I reach towards him, my arms getting stretched. As my finger tips finally touch the pen, he moves and interlocks our fingers together.
My grin drops and I roll my eyes, forcefully gripping the pen and pulling my hand away. My friend, Hyerang, who was behind me, kicks my chair in amusement. So I turn my head and I see her smirk. She makes eye-contact with Jaemin and they give each other loud high-fives, enough for the teacher to shush us.
To make this more simple, we were the year groups most shipped pair, winning prom king and queen two years straight. Funny thing was, I never felt a single bit of attraction for him. I thought he was loud, boastful, and narcissistic and though I knew he was a good person, with a big loving heart, a kind smile, a witty brain, a nice voice.....
No, Y/n stop! He is annoying! I definitely don't like Na Jaemin....at least I'd never admit to it.
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The timer goes off and the papers are getting passed to the front. "Jaemin," I whisper trying to get his attention which then makes his ears perk up. "Yes?" He asks and I try to give him the pen back. He shakes his head and smirks.
"Let's hang out today," he replies causing my eyebrows to furrow. "What? No," I say in bewilderment and he chuckles. "Well you have to anyway, you have my pen."
He packs his things up and rushes out of the hall; a proud grin resting on his lips. I look away biting my lip, trying to hide my smile.
Seconds later, my phone vibrates. I take it out of my pocket to see a message from him. Pressing the notification, I couldn't help but let the grin out.
Meet me in front of the Arts Building, see you in 5
Genre: fluff
Warning(s): none
Word Count: 820
Song(s): Ambience
AN: request from anon—hope you enjoy!
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Curled and still at the head of your bed, you breathed in the fresh scent of the rain flooding in spools through the open window. Entranced, your eyes moved focus from the concrete forest beyond to the hazy glass, speckled with droplets. Noticing a pair trailing down the surface, neck-and-neck as they merged with others of their stagnant kin and broke free once again, you chose your side.
Left would reach the bottom first, you could feel it in your bones.
You would not find out however, as when the competitors met the final stretch of their course, there came the thud you had been waiting for from the other room.
Energy coursing through your veins at the excitement of him coming home, you darted swiftly across the bed, race long forgotten, and slunk behind the bed. Crouching to the floor, you could see the feet of who entered the room through the gap beneath, meanwhile they would see nothing but an empty room.
Of course, it wouldn’t be enough to trick this one. No, he knew your games too well—they were the same ones he played on you.
Footsteps came and approached the door lightly. Pauses fluttered between every other pulse through the floorboards. You could picture him checking the rooms that came before your bedroom, a smile forming at the thought of his.
The door creaked and you hushed your breath, cheeks hurting at the stifling of your giggles as you readied yourself to jump out. All he needed to do was come just that little bit closer...
You caught sight of the orange socks you’d bought him just because of the design, and the morose expressions of dozens of small bears approached you steadily upon tiptoe.
You barely breathed as the feet came to a stop. The silence was killing you, but you were careful to not get trigger happy—you had to wait for the exact moment.
Counting the beats in your head, on the count of four, you jumped up over the side of the bed, just as your boyfriend leapt onto it.
His startled shriek mixed with yours as you toppled back onto the rug and his head suddenly made good friends with the duvet.
Laughter squeezing your lungs to the max, you cackled at the sight of Jaemin face-planted on the bed. A few moments passed before his handsome features lifted from the blankets, sporting the same charismatic smile you’d fallen in love with, albeit smushed and puffing fluff out of his mouth.
He joined in with your hysteria, giggling as he slunk off the sheets, his foot tangling with the duvet and half bring it with him, to join you on the floor.
Once at your side, Jaemin playfully pinched your cheeks and cooed, “Baby, there you are...! Damn, you got me good!”
You snickered as you pushed him away, grin turning teasing as you waited for him to draw you back.
And that’s exactly what he did.
“Oh, you think you can escape huh? Huh? Why would you want to do that? Huh?” His hands caught you effortlessly, slinking round your waist and dragging you back through giggles to his chest. “But your lovely boyfriend loves you so much!”
“Get off!” you faux whined, squirming as if it would ever get him to let go.
“Nope,” he announced into your hair, curling his body against your back and hugging you like a teddy bear, “this is my home now.”
You stopped fidgeting, having got what you were secretly after. Humming, you let your laughter slowly calm while you held onto his arms. Tenderly you ran your fingertips across his skin, still tense from his time working, and interlocked your legs with his. “I missed you.”
“Not as much as I missed you,” he murmured, planting a kiss to your temple.
Everything was so easy with Jaemin, so cheerful and light-hearted. “Oh... you want to play that game?” you smirked, eyebrows raised. Peering back your eyes met his, and they shone bright despite his tiredness. It never stopped amazing you how much energy he had.
They also possessed a glint of mischief. “I don’t know what you mean, angel.”
You tutted, leaning back to kiss the corner of his plush lips—teasing both him and yourself in the process—before settling back into his embrace, you head finding a home beneath his jaw. “You sure you don’t want to move to the bed?”
He hummed a no, securing his arms around you and breathing deeply like he did when he settled down for sleep. “Let’s just stay here for a bit.”
You could picture his doe eyes fluttering close above you without having to see that they did. You decided to join him, worrying about the repercussions of sitting on a hard floor for later, in favour of listening to the rhythm of his heart at your shoulder and the song of the rain above.
Na Jaemin x reader (ft. the other Dreamies) - Fluff, suggestive
Words: 1.9k
Summary: you write a letter to school attack asking for NCT Dream to come to your highschool. Your school gets chosen for the attack, and as you end up dancing to BOOM with the boys, you make Jaemin flustered during his famous “ice cream” part.
A/N: this was supposed to be a really short drabble that I thought of after watching the last appearance NCT Dream made on “School attack”. There are many references to the School attack episodes NCT appeared in, and I recommend you to watch them if you haven’t already done so, they’re really fun ^^
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(The reader is in her last year of highschool)
School attack came to your high school with NCT Dream. You’re the one who sent the invitation to make them come, but when you did you were quite sure your school wouldn’t be chosen since like hundreds of others sent their invitation as well. After a month you weren’t even thinking about it anymore, sure that your letter was between the many ones discarded.
Right now you were sitting on your desk during your History class, quite bored since it was one of your least favorite subjects. As you were absentmindedly playing with your pen, you suddenly heard an alarm, saying that your school was under attack (of school attack of course lol). It took you 10 seconds to realize what was happening, your hands already trembling just thinking about the fact that NCT Dream might be in your school right now, and that the suspicious figure you saw for a few seconds that morning could be one of them.
You were making your way to the bathroom. You honestly didn’t need to go, you just needed some fresh hair and to stretch your legs a little bit. As you were walking down the hallway, from the right corner of it you saw someone with his back bended over suddenly run to the left and disappearing around the other corner. While he was running he looked right in your direction and your eyes met for a brief moment. You were quite far from him so you couldn’t really see well his face, but that was for sure odd. Without thinking to much about it you just went to the bathroom and then came back to your classroom.
“So?? Jeno, have you found the letter?” said Jaemin through his walkie-talkie. “Yeah, but I was almost caught. A student was walking down the hallway but I think she was too far away to recognize me…well at least I hope so” “I told you guys I should have gone alone” Haechan sighed through the walkie-talkie, while running past Jeno.
You followed all the other students to the gym, were the group who came to your school would be performing. You sat just a few feets from the stage. From there you had the perfect view.
After like 10 minutes, the time that took for all the students to arrive to the gym, the curtain that was on the stage with written on “School attack” suddenly came down, revealing NCT Dream in a line, ready to perform We go up. You still couldn’t believe it. They were really right in front of you. Their moves, their voices, everything was perfect. From up close and in real life they were breath taking, better than what your colorful mind could ever imagine. Also how they were dressed, good lord, made you feel weak in the knees. The Boom concept was one of your absolute favorites. After they finished performing Stronger and Boom they took the handheld microphones, and after talking for a little while, saying that they hoped you enjoyed their performance, Haechan spoke up “And, is Y/N Y/L/N here?”.
If you thought that your heart couldn’t beat any faster, oh boy, you were sure wrong. Hearing one of your biases say your name sure did things to you. For a moment you almost forgot where you were, and after realizing that THE Lee Donghyuck had called you, you suddenly raised your hand, helped by all your classmates that excitedly pointed at you. Haechan smiled “We prepared a surprise for you. Be sure to check your desk when you get back to class” and he winked. THIS LITTLE TEASE HAD THE AUDACITY TO WINK AT YOU. Unbelievable. “Also, could you come up here on the stage?” said Renjun through the microphone. It wasn’t an understatement to say that trying to stand up and walk to the stage without trembling or tripping was one of the hardest things you had to do in your entire life.
Once on stage, they all smiled at you, asking to come right in the middle of the stage, between them. As you walked past Jeno, looking at him, you said not so quietly “oh good lord”. At that he did his signature eye smile, leaving you breathless. After you settled in the middle of the stage, with Jisung, Jeno and Renjun on your right and Jaemin, Haechan and Chenle to your left, Haechan started speaking “We heard that you know all of our choreographies, so why don’t you try dancing to Boom with us?” The crowd of students started cheering. You smiled, trying to calm your self “Y-yeah sure”. They all got in position around you.
When the music started playing it was like something switched inside of you. You were known in your school for being one of the best dancers. Dancing had always been part of your life, it made you feel good and made you forget about all the things that troubled you. In your free time other than trying new dance styles, you memorized the choreographies of the songs of your favorite groups. You praised yourself inside your head for practicing the Boom choreography just a few days before, so it was still fresh in your mind.
All members of NCT were left dumbfounded and quite impressed when they saw you dance so effortlessly to the song. When the song arrived to the “ice cream” killing part, Jaemin took you under his arm. Then, facing each other you both winked to the oder as you said “ice cream” with a finger on your lips. Jaemin was taken aback, thinking to make you flustered by winking at you at such a close proximity, but look how the tables have turned. Following the choreography he started going back while looking at the others, a not so subtle blush painting his cheeks. The others just smirked at him, trying to suppress their laughs. They for sure won’t let him forget that.
The song came, unfortunately, to an end. As you were trying to catch your breath you felt a hand on your shoulder. Turning around you saw that it belonged to Jeno “That was great, you’re an amazing dancer. Also good job getting Jaemin flustered” he said, smiling at you. Now wait. You did WHAT?? Turning around you caught Jaemin’s gaze. After a few seconds of staring at each other you took the courage to talk “I-it was great dancing with you, thanks for coming”. At that he smirked and patted your back “No beautiful, thank you for inviting us”.
After that, still trying to process how he called you, the other came all close to you, saying something about taking a picture together. Jisung put his hands on you shoulders, while Chenle was the one holding the phone that the staff gave him to take the picture. After taking the picture they all said goodbye to you, and you walked down the stage. What you obviously didn’t notice, since you were busy trying to go back to your place without falling, was that Jaemin kept his gaze on you the entire time you were walking down the stage, until you sat down. Your friends were all over you, screaming and saying that you’re one lucky girl. Oh, you for sure were.
After the Dreamies hosted some games, calling on the stage some students, they sadly had to leave. While they were going off the stage, you saw Jeno and Haechan whisper something to Jaemin and pat him on the back, before he runned off somewhere, while the others took their time leaving the stage.
You still couldn’t process everything that happened, it was too much. That for sure was one of the best days in your life.
As you were going back to class, you suddenly remembered what Haechan told about there being a suprise for you. You suddenly rushed your step, entering your class and running to your desk. Right on top of it there were all of the Dreamies name tags signed. You saw that there was also a piece of paper that definitely wasn’t there before, sticking from outside of your case. You took it, and saw that there was a number messily written on it, along with a short message “Hey, it’s Nana…I thought you were really cool and energetic before on stage. If you want to, text me ;)”. You cursed under your breath. This boy will be the death of you. Also you noted to yourself to scold him later for this. Like, what if you were a sasaeng? How could he, who didn’t know you at all, trust you enough to give you his number. For all he knew you could go around and tell people about it, or worse, write it on SNS. It certainly wouldn’t do well to his career if people knew that he gave you his number, and a lot of different rumors would start.
As you were thinking of this you heard your classmates entering the class, so you quickly put the piece of paper inside your pocket and waited for the last hour of lessons to end. You couldn’t wait to go home and text Jaemin.
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The boys were in the car, going back to their dorms. “Oh god, I don’t even know why I listened to you guys” “Oh shut up Jaemin, I’m sure you would have regretted it if you hadn’t done anything about it. Just live in the moment man, chill” said Hyuck. “Has she already texted you?” asked Jeno. “No she hasn-” he was cut off by the ringing of his notifications going off. “Oh my god she just texted”. The boys started shouting and cheering, telling him to not text you cringy stuff.
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You were seated on the couch, listening as the boy on the other one talked “You know, if it weren’t for me and Jeno now you wouldn’t even be together, you two owe us. So WE are going to chose tonight’s movie ” said Hyuck, a smug look on his face. “What?No! I would have done it anyway. And you say this every week, it’s our turn to choose” said Jaemin from behind you, his arms wrapped around your waist. As you listened to the boys’ bickering you couldn’t help but feel extremely happy and all fuzzy inside. A lot of things changed in the past two years, and you couldn’t be more happy about it. “Jaem, give him the remote” “But babe-” “Come on” you whispered “we both now that we won’t pay attention to the movie anyways” he smirked “Babe, you're such a naughty girl~ but you’re right” he says, while throwing the remote to Hyuck.
As the movie chosen, that not so surprisingly was The Avengers, began, you felt Jaemin slowly shifting behind you. He started kissing your neck, and while his hands went to stroke you inner thighs, he softly bited your right ear and whispered “let’s see how much you can last this time without making a noise”.
