Word Count: 505
Summary: "No, it's fine," he said, voice quiet but firm. "I hate me too. It’s something we can have in common."
Pairing: Winwin X Reader
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The air was thick with tension, the kind that settled between two people when too much had been said—and yet, not enough. You stood across from WinWin in the dimly lit practice room, arms wrapped around yourself as if the pressure of your own hold could keep you from shattering completely.
He wouldn’t look at you. His eyes were glued to the floor, fingers clenched into fists by his sides. You could see the rise and fall of his chest, the weight of unspoken words pressing against his ribs.
"You hate me. I get it."
Your breath hitched. "No, WinWin, I—"
You wanted to deny it, to tell him he was wrong, but the words tangled in your throat. How could you? After everything that happened, after all the things you left unsaid, all the times you pushed him away when all he did was try to reach you?
WinWin let out a hollow chuckle, finally lifting his gaze to meet yours. His eyes weren’t angry—they were tired. Worn out from the endless cycle of misunderstandings and unspoken feelings.
"No, it's fine," he said, voice quiet but firm. "I hate me too. It’s something we can have in common."
Your heart cracked at the way he said it, like he had long since accepted that he was impossible to love. Like he truly believed he wasn’t worth fighting for.
"That’s not true," you whispered.
He tilted his head slightly, an almost amused look crossing his features. "Then why do you always pull away?"
You swallowed hard. "Because… I'm scared."
WinWin didn’t move for a moment, but you could see the way his expression softened, just barely. He sighed, running a hand through his hair before looking at you again. "Scared of what?"
"Of ruining you. Of ruining us."
It was selfish, really. You had spent so much time convincing yourself that you were the problem, that staying away from him was for the best. That if you let yourself love him the way you wanted to, you’d only bring him down.
But now, looking at him, seeing the way he held himself together like he was afraid of breaking apart, you realized—
You had already hurt him by keeping your distance.
WinWin took a careful step toward you. "You don’t get to decide that for me."
You blinked, breath catching.
"If you hate yourself, then fine," he murmured. "But don’t use that as an excuse to push me away."
Tears stung the corners of your eyes as his words sank in. You had been so caught up in your own fears that you hadn’t even noticed how much it affected him. How much he had been hurting, too.
Slowly, hesitantly, you reached out. Your fingers brushed against his, and for a moment, he didn’t move. Then, ever so gently, he closed the distance between you, his hand warm against yours.
"You don’t have to go through this alone," he said softly.
And for the first time in a long time, you let yourself believe him.
“Johnny open up I’m right outside your door,” I say into the phone.
I hear rustling on the other side of the phone then hear him unlocking the door.
“What the hell are you doing out!? It’s pouring rain.” He sighs at the sight of me completely drenched.
“Mark told me you didn’t go on that date,” he stops halfway through the apartment and freezes. “He told me you refused to go and said that you were sick.”
He scoffs, “Yeah well, I didn’t see it being worth it. If I’m not going out with the person I actually like then I’m not going out with anyone.”
“What is that supposed to mean? She was perfect, literally I would date her and that says a lot!” I flail my arms around to get my point across. “Are your expectations that high that even SHE couldn’t meet them? How high are your expectations John-”
“Why would I go if it wasn’t you I was going out with?!” He turns around in the living room and yells towards me. “Why would I waste my time on a girl I’m not interested in when I could be spending that time with YOU!?”
After he says that silence takes over his apartment as we stand there looking at each other.
Now that I think about it, he has cared for me in a way none of my other friends ever have. He’s been there for me through everything and I remember every time I got into a new relationship he would start drinking more. Every time I catch him staring at me I could never tell what emotion he was feeling, but now it makes sense. After my latest break up, which was a year ago, I can still remember the day I started having feelings for him. It scared me so I started setting him up with every nice girl I found. I didn’t want to even think of risking losing the friendship we have.
“I think you should leave,” I snap my eyes to him now that he’s sitting on the couch.
“Why?” I take a few steps closer which makes him stand up and back away. “Do you actually want me to leave? Do you really want me to walk out of here?”
“Well why did you even come here? I didn’t ask for you to come here, I texted Mark not you,” he sneers at me and walks toward the kitchen.
“Do you really want me to leave? Because if I walk out of those doors you lose whatever chance you have at being with me.” He doesn’t realize how much it hurts when he tells me to leave, so I look up at the ceiling to blink back the tears that are in my eyes.
“Yes I want you to leave, I don’t want you here,” he says with his back to me as he gets a glass of water.
As soon as he finishes talking I storm back to his room, I gather all the things I’ve ever left here. Then I walk back out to the living room and get everything that’s mine there. I walk back to the space of the kitchen and stand there with all my things in my arms.
“Take a good look at me,” I say with tears streaming down my face now. He slowly turns around and his eyes widen as he scans my figure. “This is the last time you get to see me. This is because of you and I hope you know that. I’m taking all of my stuff and I’m leaving just like you’ve been telling me to.”
He just stands there staring at me without saying anything, after about two minutes I turn around and start heading towards the door. Right as I reach for the door I hear his voice.
“Please don’t go,” I stop with my hand on the door. “Put your stuff back, I’m not letting you leave.”
I scoff at him and turn to face him, “Sometimes I really hate you, I hate the way you take advantage of my love and how much I care about you.”
“You’re right sometimes I do,” he steps closer to me. “I hate that I keep doing that to you, it scared me when you said you were actually leaving.”
“Then why would you even say it?” I wipe my tears with the back of my sleeve. “Why do you even think those things? I can’t keep doing this hard to get act, I’m tired of playing this game with you.” As soon as I look down at my feet he wraps his arms around me, making me drop everything I was holding.
“I’m sorry, I don’t know what came over me in that moment. I would never want you to leave, ever.”
“Johnny,” I say as I lift my head to look at him.
“Yeah?”
“I love you,” I say plainly.
“I know you do-”
“No Johnny, I’m in love with you.” He finally looks down at me in pure shock. “I’ve been in love with you and I’ve loved you for a while now. I didn’t know what to do so I tried to set you up with someone else. I know it doesn’t make sense but I thought that if-”
He cuts me off by bending down and capturing my lips in his. It takes a few moments till I kiss him back, I never expected him to kiss me. As soon as I respond to his kiss he brings his hands up to cradle my face. I grab onto his waist and pull myself closer to press myself against him, not allowing any space to separate us. He breaks away and gazes down at me with a smile on his face.
Jaehyun sighed and wiped his wet hair against his towel and yawned sleepily. Jaehyun liked morning showers, he always showered before taking off for practice
You lie and stretch and roll around on his bed for sometime and after a while sit up to see your boyfriend shirtless. He always smiled when he saw you do goofy stuff
you froze when you saw him: shirtless, wearing only sweats as he resumed putting on his deodorant in front of a mirror, he glanced at the pair of eyes staring at him from the mirror
“enjoying the view?”, he smirked.
“ye- NO”,you said the loudly. Jaehyun laughed as you tried to look elsewhere trying to hide the blush that had crept up on your cheeks
He walked up towards you, pulling you up in a standing position and wrapped his hands around your waist, He pulled you close, pressed his forehead against yours .
“liar”, he whispered and smiled at you.
You were about to defend yourself but he spun you around , pinned you to the wall and pressed his lips to yours and kissed you deeply.You brought your hands up and started slowly tracing his muscles with the tip of your fingers, hands wandering around his body. Jaehyun shivered under your touch, he tightened his grip on your waist and picked you up making you wrap your legs around his waist.
before you knew it you were pinned on the bed, jaehyun hovering over you. He kissed you passionately before shifting his attention to your neck, sucking and biting it till red spots appeared on your skin,His hands caressed your thighs, y'all were having a good time ;)
that was until mork entered.
“Hyung, its time to ....”, he cut himself mid sentence as his eyes widened at the sight in front of him
“ MARK !”, jaehyun screamed, his cheeks turning red as he saw the younger boy “GET OUT !”
‘Uh ....... I -I ...didnt see anything guys”,mark stuttered
“just get out mark!”, jaehyun screamed.
the younger boy hurried out of the room with a red face, Jaehyun fell back into the bed and sighed.
“haha mark is- “,you started, “such a cock block”, jaehyun finished and you giggled as you got up and helped jaehyun get dressed.
[7:30pm] Just as you were about to turn off your phone, it buzzed. You looked at your lockscreen to see the cute contact name of your boyfriend, Haechan, or as in your contactname for him, "Sunshine Haechan❤". You immediately unlocked your phone to read his message. He sent you a selfie of him at his concert in Japan with that caption "NCTzen's love aren't the same as yours❤" which made you smile and think about how much you really miss him and how you wish he comes home early. (Drabble for anon tysm for requesting❤)
Word Count:586
Summary: "First of all, they will like you. Second, you are weird."
Pairing: Ten X Reader
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You took a deep breath, standing outside your family’s house with Ten practically glued to your side. He had his arm wrapped around yours, fingers loosely intertwined with yours, and his head resting dramatically on your shoulder.
"Do we have to go in?" he whined playfully, squeezing your hand. "What if they don’t like me? What if they think I’m weird?"
You turned to face him, gently flicking his forehead. "First of all, they will like you. Second, you are weird."
Ten gasped, clutching his chest as if you had just mortally wounded him. "Excuse me?! You love my weirdness!"
You laughed, nudging him toward the door. "I do. But come on, my mom is already watching us from the window."
Ten straightened up immediately, but his hand remained tightly around yours. As soon as you stepped inside, your mom was already there, greeting you both with a warm smile.
"You must be Ten!" she said, pulling him into a hug before he could react.
Ten’s eyes widened, but he immediately melted into the embrace. "Oh, I like your mom already," he whispered, making you chuckle.
Your dad stood behind her, eyeing Ten with a raised brow. "So, you’re the famous boyfriend."
"That’s me!" Ten said proudly, squeezing your hand for comfort. "Y/N talks about me all the time, huh?" He shot you a teasing look, and you rolled your eyes.
Your younger sibling popped up from behind your dad. "Do you really dance better than Y/N?"
Ten let out an exaggerated gasp. "Better? Y/N, how dare they question my superiority!" He clung to you dramatically, hiding behind you like a scared kitten.
Your mom laughed, clearly already falling for his antics. "Come on, let’s eat before Ten permanently fuses himself to Y/N’s side."
At the dinner table, Ten was an absolute sweetheart—helping serve food, listening intently to stories about your childhood, and sneaking little glances at you like he was already planning to brag about tonight later.
At one point, your dad cleared his throat. "So, Ten. What exactly are your intentions with my child?"
You tensed, but Ten, still holding onto your sleeve, simply pouted. "Intentions? To keep them forever, obviously."
Your sibling snorted, and your mom bit back a smile, but your dad raised an eyebrow. "Forever, huh?"
Ten nodded enthusiastically. "Of course! Y/N is my favorite person in the world." Then, as if realizing how much he was confessing, he turned to you and whined, "Y/N, your dad is scary! Protect me!"
Your dad sighed, shaking his head. "Fine, I approve. But only because you’re the first person to make Y/N bring home someone this entertaining."
Ten beamed, resting his head against your shoulder again. "See? I knew they’d like me."
You groaned, but deep down, you were relieved. As clingy as he was, he had your family wrapped around his finger already.
Later, as you walked Ten to the door, he suddenly wrapped you in a tight hug, burying his face in your neck. "Your family is nice," he mumbled. "But I missed having you all to myself."
You laughed, running your fingers through his hair. "You were literally attached to me all night."
"Not enough," he grumbled. "Now, come on, say you love me before I leave, or I’ll refuse to let go."
You rolled your eyes but leaned in, whispering, "I love you, clingy baby."
Ten grinned against your skin. "I knew it. You love my weirdness!"
the pads of Jaehyun’s fingers traced your body, and you shivered at his touch. He was gentle but you wanted him to be rough, his lips connected to your collar bone kissing it passionately
“jae...”, your voice was shaky
“mhmm”, he replied with a chuckle
you wanted him to be rough with you, your fingers travelled through his hair as you pulled his head up to meet his eyes.
he raised his brow,”y/n?”, he asked you huskily
you whimpered as you let your head fall back against the sheet and shook your head motioning him to get back to his original job
“you can go rough”, you said as you shut your eyes, feeling his lips on your neck gave you shivers
“I was planning on doing exactly that ”, he chuckled
you pouted and watched jaehyun work on his music, trying to come up with some lyrics: Taeyong had assigned him to write a song, which would feature on their upcoming album ,because of which he was busy most of the time and you two barely spent time together because of his schedules.
“Jae...”, you whined, Jaehyun looked up at you, blinked at you for a moment and went back to work?! You sighed and got up from your seat to poke him to get his attention
Nothing
he was so focused on his work he didnt even notice you poking him. Somehow you felt the urge to distract him. Right now. As soon as possible.
A devious smile crept on your face and you snuck off, you put your hands on his strong and broad shoulders , massaging his defined muscles and he let out a groan as it eased his tension a bit, you leaned down and kissed his shoulder blades causing a reaction , Jaehyun’s breath hitched, but he didnt look away from the piece of paper he was writing on
you started kissing his neck, slightly sucking on it , biting the sensitive skin making him shudder
“y/n..”, he gasped , he finally looked at you “youre distracting me”, he said as you kept yourself occupied at his neck
“good”, you said “that was my intention”, your breath fanning his neck, chills ran down his spine.You chuckled when you saw the goosebumps and pulled away from his neck pulling his chair behind to make space between him and the table.
Jaehyun positions you on his lap, as you take his face in your hands and smirked. he eyed your lips before pulling them into his as he kissed you passionately, you put your hands behind his neck and pull him closer closing the gap between your bodies as you kissed him back deeply.
you had his full attention now, leaving the pen and paper on the table all alone, unfinished.
