⤷ 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.
annas note: happy birthday to jun :( wanted to write something for him because there’s never enough renjun on here!! 😞❤️ i posted a little something for him on insta — if anyone would like to check it out!! 😓
living with renjun was supposed to be temporary. a quick arrangement-just until you found your own place. but weeks turned into months, and now you couldn't imagine a morning without him grumbling about you stealing his milk. "you owe me three cartons at this point," he mutters, leaning against the kitchen counter, his glasses slipping down his nose.
you grin, stealing a bite of his toast, "i keep you entertained. that’s payment enough." he scoffs, but the corners of his mouth twitch up.
everything is fine—until your landlord tells you the apartment's heating system is acting up.
"only one room is warm enough to sleep in tonight," she apologizes. "sorry for the inconvenience."
that wouldn't be a problem except renjun’s room is the warmest. and there's only one bed. "i can sleep on the floor," he offers immediately. "it’s literally freezing. don’t be dumb. we’re both adults jun, we can share."
he hesitates. you don't blame him though.. this is dangerous territory. but eventually, he sighs and moves over, making room for you. at first, you both keep to separate sides of the bed, mumbling a small goodnight and sleep well.
but at some point in the night, you wake up to warmth-renjun’s arm draped over your waist, his breath soft against your neck. you turn slightly, heart pounding. he’s holding you like he's done it a thousand times before and when you whisper his name, he only murmurs sleepily, "just five more minutes," pulling you closer.
