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I write nct and wayv (mainly soft) imagines// requests OPEN!//can be other idols too (state a prompt if you want)//bi//she/they//22

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[14:18] The snow felt harsh and unbearably cold as more fell and made contact with your face. You didn’t know you could ever feel so cold until this moment. You could feel yourself becoming void of emotions as your then boyfriend, Mark, kept explaining what he was feeling. “I just don’t think I should be in a relationship right now” he said. His words kept echoing in your ears. “You were great, you didn’t do anything wrong. My brain just hates me and I need to figure out all these issues” he reiterated. You kept staring at your own two feet as the two of you kept walking. You couldn’t get any words out. “I just wanted to bring this up to you and talk to you about it to see what you think” he said. You still couldn’t get any words out. You were afraid if you tried to speak your emotions would betray you and you’d choke up. You didn’t want him to see you cry, even in this situation. It just felt wrong. After a minute of walking in complete silence, you finally were able to form a sentence. “I want you to do what’s best for you” you said. You already knew at this point that he had made up his mind. He’s breaking up with you and that’s that. If you had to be the collateral in order for him to try and deal with his issues, then so be it. You knew it couldn’t be helped at this point. He would just suffer more. No matter how much you had the urge to scream and cry and tell him that you need him, that you don’t want him to leave you, you knew you couldn’t be selfish. The two of you finally looped back to where he asked you to meet him. You let him know that you were going to get back to doing work, and before you parted ways, you told him a quick “thanks for everything” and he in response simply said “thank you too”. The second the two of you split and you watched him walk away, you turned your back and felt the weight of everything that just happened come crashing down on you. Not being able to hold it in anymore, you stood there in front of the library, quietly sobbing in the cold as you felt your heart tighten and ache.

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[2:49] Streetracer!Mark let out hysterical sobs as he reached over to your unmoving body in desperation. “No, no, no please, please wake up. You have to wake up baby I’m so sorry, please,” he cried, refusing to acknowledge the blood that was starting to seep from the back of your head. His own legs were trapped, and he was barely able to wiggle around or get any closer to you. Your neck was bent at a unnatural angle and you had gone limp in the passenger seat within seconds of the car crashing. The sound of screeching tires and your voice calling his name before the car made contact with the tree kept replaying in Mark’s head, and the more he thought about it the more he kept crying. He felt so helpless. Guilty. Scared. Angry. This was his fault and he knew it, you died and it was all thanks to him. The numbness in his legs seemed like it would never go away, and he decided to try and pry open the door with whatever little strength he had left in his arms. To his relief, he heard the engine of a familiar car grow close, quickly realizing it was Taeyong. Taeyong quickly pulled up next to Mark and stepped out of his car, quickly assessing the situation. “Mark, what happened? Is-,” Taeyong was cut off. “Please, just call an ambulance, quick,” Mark begged, not taking his eyes off of you. Taeyong pulled off his phone and called for an ambulance, and started to help Mark out of the car. He looked over at you and his face grew pale. “I’m going to check for a pulse,” Taeyong said, quietly. He walked over to your side of the car and pressed his fingers against your cold neck, desperately looking for a pulse. A minute passed by and Taeyong knew very well that he probably won’t ever find a pulse on you. Mark sat on the side of the road, eyes completely darkened and would not stop staring at his legs. Taeyong decided to break the news to Mark, but could barely get a word out before Mark started sobbing again. “My legs…. I can’t feel them at all… but that doesn’t even matter. Not only did I lose the person I love… I lost my everything…. and it’s all my fault. Why…why wasn’t it me who died? Why?” Taeyong walked over and pulled Mark into an embrace, as Mark’s cries were starting to be drowned out by the sound of sirens getting closer.

a/n: I may be a bit obsessed with the idea of streetracer Mark…🤷🏽‍♀️. Here’s another one I did a long while back. Rereading it gave me inspiration to write another abt him.

Mark Lee x Reader Word Count: 222 Tags: Racing, suggestive content, fluff? Boyfriend and streetracer Mark Lee Trigger Warnings: None a/n: I

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[1:27] “What do you like about me?” Yuta asked, as he pulled you in closer. You pressed a light kiss against his forehead before responding.

“Why do you ask?”

“I’m just curious, you could pull anyone in the whole world if you tried, but you chose me, why?” he said, shrugging.

“Everything.”

“Everything?”

“Everything.”

“You have to be specific,” he said, with a chuckle. You took a deep breath and placed a hand on his cheek. He smiled at you, and his eyes didn’t betray him, indicating genuineness as they also smiled with his mouth.

“Your precious smile. The way it keeps me at ease and makes me feel like nothing is impossible. Your warm laugh, and how it fills me with joy and how I always want to make every ridiculous joke just so I can hear it. Your beautiful eyes, how I can get lost looking into them forever and how they light up when you’re on stage, or when you’re telling me about one of your hobbies you’re so passionate about and they’re just radiating. Your delicate hands, and how they hold my own so tightly and how your fingers fit perfectly into mine. Your pretty voice, how it can bring me to tears and feel every emotion when you sing, and how when you’re talking to me I never want you to stop, I just want to hear your voice forever. How you tell me you love me every time with so much passion, how you always make me feel like I’m the most important person in the world to you. I like how when I’m in your arms like right now, I feel so safe and secure and I can feel all your love. You’re my most important person, Yuta. I love you, and I like everything about you,” you replied, leaning into press your forehead against his. Yuta’s smile widened as you felt your ears redden after realizing just how much you rambled on about him. “You are the most important person in the world to me, and I’m glad I don’t make you feel like you’re any less. I love you too,” he said, as he slowly stroked your head. “Now, want me to tell you what I like about you?” he added, grinning as you shyly nodded yes. “Alright, listen closely…”

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[8:47] You told him. You told Mark it’s over. You apologized, and you were sorry that you hurt him but you weren’t sorry for liking someone else. You wanted to take a chance on him and you knew you had to end it with Mark first. It felt so relieving, like a weight was off your shoulders. Mark never asked you to be his significant other anyways. He never could, no matter how much you’ve brought it up or how much you’ve asked him to make it official. You felt used and you were tired of it. Like you were just an object for him to use in whatever way when he wanted you. To your relief, your feelings had also started to waver after being away from him for a while. The distance definitely helped. After having multiple breakdowns and wasting so many tears about him not even putting enough effort into the both of you, you finally felt so numb and detached. You were able to finally move on. You were still sorry because you had told yourself initially that you would never hurt him like the others did. And now you’re doing just what you feared. But you also didn’t care enough anymore. You were tired of being hurt, and you could only be glad that your feelings had finally left as quickly as they came. The last thing Mark texts you is only an angering “I’ll still love you…” in which you simply scream and throw your phone in response.

a/n: I’ve moved on for the better. 🤷🏽‍♀️ I don’t really expect this one to get much attention. I just wanted to make it clear that I’ve had closure. It’s been a rough year.

[1:32] You couldn’t take it anymore. You felt overcome with so much selfishness and greed. It wasn’t fair to Mark. He told you that he only

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[1:32] You couldn’t take it anymore. You felt overcome with so much selfishness and greed. It wasn’t fair to Mark. He told you that he only wanted to stay friends and you had already agreed and told him you felt the same. But it hurt. The constant flirting, the constant phone calls, sleeping on call together, the wanting of going on dates together, the agreeing to even carry out your fantasies on each other, the now often exchange of “I love you’s” the two of you would say. It all carried the more weight too, now that you have confessed and he in return did admit that he harbors feelings for you. But it still stung. Even though you knew you should be happy to still be this close to Mark, to be receiving all his attention and love at the moment, it still hurt, knowing you would never be together. And you felt all the more greedy and disgusting and selfish the more you wished that he would ask you to be his significant other even though you have already heard him tell you on multiple occasions that he was happy with being just friends and was also worried that dating might ruin what you both already have. You felt more and more upset with yourself the more you would tease him about dating him, which always prompts him to again emphasize that he has no intentions on dating you. You kept telling yourself it was okay. That you should be happy like this. That you should accept this. That you should be lucky he even likes you back. But it still just felt so, so painful. You didn’t want to, but you decided to start acting more and more cold towards him, once again wishing and trying for your feelings for him to go as quickly as they had first formed.

a/n: if you liked this one, I recommend reading the one before it- you don’t need to ofc but they’re sorta connected

[2:55] Mark’s deep laugh resonated through the phone, filling your body with warmth. The two of you have been talking for hours on end, not

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[2:55] Mark’s deep laugh resonated through the phone, filling your body with warmth. The two of you have been talking for hours on end, not planning to stop until one or the other fell asleep while still on call. Staying on call together throughout the night and into the morning and sleeping together like this was a common occurrence now, and the two of you have become even closer because of it. Mark stated previously that he found your presence comforting and you told him only half the truth, that it was easier to sleep while on call with him and you weren’t sure why exactly. It was on nights like these where you felt that your feelings for Mark were about to explode all at once, that you would tell him just how strongly you feel about him and how you wished his heart wasn’t so hung up on another person. You knew telling him all of this would only hurt the both of you and ruin what you have now, so you would stay quiet and simply hope that your feelings for him would leave as quickly as it came.

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[00:00] You, the chief, were anxious to find the imposters, as Taeyong kept constant vigilance and helped you be aware of your surroundings while doing your tasks. Little did you know every time the lights went off and when you momentarily lost sight of him yet didn’t bother to question a thing, Taeyong had successfully killed off another crewmate, while also managing to keep you out of the other imposter’s line of sight. You, trusting Taeyong from the start, had no idea your crew was doomed from the second your ship had taken off; and it would be all your fault.

A/n: if this is received sorta well then I plan to release a somewhat long oneshot with this prompt later btw 😁

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[18:35] “A few more steps, come on we’re almost there,” Yuta said softly, as you sighed out of impatience. As you slowly took more steps forward, you could feel the ground softening under your feet the further you followed your boyfriend. Your ears picked up on the familiar sound of waves hitting the shore, and you quickly realized where he was taking you. “So this is why you wanted me to wear sandals?” you asked. Yuta started to slow down. Ignoring your question, he slowly takes off your blindfold, now letting you have a clear sight of the view ahead of you. The vast blue ocean spread far out, rivaling the length of the beach the two of you had always came to play on when you were younger. Yuta smiled, and said “I know it’s nothing extraordinary or extravagant, but for our fourth year together I just wanted to show you something beautiful,” while pointing towards the sky. It was a blend of warm orange, with tints of red and tones of yellow spreading into the darkening blue sky. The sun was also halfway through with setting, so you were able to see it peeking out from behind the ocean, it’s rays adding to the blend of orange that has taken over the sky. There were barely any clouds in sight, giving you a clear view of the entire golden hour. Without you noticing, Yuta took out his Polaroid and snapped a photo of you looking out at the sunset with a look of wonder in your eyes. He smiled to himself and took another, wanting to keep one for himself. After putting his camera away, he walked back closer to you, wrapping his arms around you from behind as he rested his chin on your shoulder. You leaned back into him and put your hand over his, closing your eyes as a small breeze passed by. “It’s so beautiful, Yuta. I couldn’t think of a more perfect way to end our special day out,” you said. “I’m glad you like it,” he replied, smiling as he leaned in to give you a kiss. “You should probably start preparing more things like this,” you said slyly, “after all, I don’t intend on ever letting you go.” Yuta laughed. “Oh yeah? And who says I haven’t already prepared things for the next 100 years?” he said cheekily. Then whispering, he added“I don’t plan to ever leave you either,” as he pressed a kiss to your cheek.

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[19:00] “You okay?” Renjun asked, looking at your paled face. “Y-yeah, I’m just getting some pre-show jitters,” you responded. You looked him over, his brown hair now decorated with a small tiara paired with a wig that boasted lush brunette curls. His lips were tinted a pretty pink which was paired with a gray knee-length dress. As you marveled at his appearance, you noticed his hands were shaking. “You seem more nervous than me right now,” you stated, letting out a shaky laugh. Renjun smiled and took a deep breath, “I think you’re right about that” he said. “This is a role I’ve never played before, so I just don’t want to mess this up,” he added. “Yeah, I feel you. I don’t wanna mess this up either. Plus, I’m sure the audience is in for a treat. It’s not everyday you see the knightly Prince not actually be a dude or the sleeping beauty not be a girl,” you pondered, thinking about how your theatre director made you all randomly draw roles from a hat instead of simply auditioning for the roles you wanted. Not that you could complain though, as you were excited to play the hero who saves the princess, rather than being the damsel in distress. “Oh my, how horrible! Flora, Fauna, and Merryweather, I must implore you three to take care of our precious Aurora in order to keep her safe from her doom,” the King’s voice echoed from the stage to backstage, suddenly snapping you and Renjun back into focus. “Looks like it’s almost time for your Act,” you said, your heart starting to thump in anticipation. Renjun took a few deep breaths and took one last sip of water. You quietly fixed your blue cavalier hat and smoothed out your blue cape. You and Renjun sat in silence, waiting for his scene to start. A few more lines and it would be his part. “Alright, here goes nothing,” he said, standing up. Your eyes travelled to his still shaky hands, debating if you should go for it or not. Before you could regret it, you took his hand in yours and gave it a light squeeze of reassurance. “Break a leg, Princess,” you said, giving him a warm smile. He nodded in return and smiled, and you could feel the kindness radiating from his smile. “You too, let’s give them a show they’ll never forget,” he said, as he stepped out into the stage.

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[7:28] “Smile, babe!” Yuta exclaimed, aiming the Polaroid camera towards you. You groaned, not being someone who was necessarily photogenic. The two of you were eating breakfast and you were seated across from him, bed head still present as your hair was tied into a messy braid and the only signs of you being awake were the sounds of your chewing. “I’ll only smile if you’re also in the picture,” you responded. Yuta laughed, “Fine, make the weirdest face possible then,” he suggested. You rolled your eyes, but then proceeded to do as he said, and made your face into the weirdest way you could. Yuta burst out into laughter as he quickly snapped the picture, before you were able to do anything else. “What the-? I didn’t think you would actually take the picture!” you replied, your face slightly turning red, as Yuta kept laughing. “God, I just know I looked like I was put through a car wash,” you muttered. “Listen,” Yuta said, shaking the small Polaroid that came out, “I could care less if you looked like you went through a car wash, you’re still beautiful to me regardless.” Your face turned even redder as you crossed your arms and scoffed, “Well anyways, I don’t want anyone to see that Polaroid.” Yuta smiled, and showed you the picture. “You don’t have to worry about anyone seeing it, cause I’m keeping this in my wallet so only I can see it whenever,” he said with a smirk. You sighed. “God you’re so cheesy... and crazy,” you said. “Yeah, crazy for you,” Yuta replied with a grin, as he leaned over the table to give you a peck on the forehead.

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[2:48] You woke up to the darkness of your room, with a sliver of moonlight peeking out from behind your curtains. Opening your eyes, you noticed the other side of your bed was cold. There was no one there. Your initial tiredness upon waking up went away within seconds, quickly turning into confusion and even a little bit of fear. Where is he? Where did he go? Your mind raced with questions as your eyes darted around the room. Your breaths started to become shaky as you realized he wasn’t there at all, and there was no light coming from behind your door that would’ve indicated the possibility of him having have gotten up to get something from downstairs.“Yuta? Yuta!” you called out, and waited. Silence. You called out again, this time a bit more frantically. “Yuta, where did you go?!” your voiced was cracking at this point. You picked up your phone from the bedside table and quickly dialed in Yuta’s number. As soon as you finished dialing, you heard footsteps hurriedly coming closer to your door. You let out a sigh of relief, thinking it was him. Guess I was overreacting, you thought to yourself. The door opened. At the same time, a gruff voice that sounded nothing like Yuta’s came from your phone. “Hello? Why the hell are you calling me again at this hour?” the voice said Hello? Why the hell are you calling me again at this hour?” the voice asked, clearly annoyed. “W-who are you?” you asked. “I’m not whoever you keep calling for. Now for the last time, please stop calling my number. Next time, I’ll just block you. This is becoming a nuisance,” the male replied and abruptly hung up, before you could say anything else. Setting your phone down, you stared at the person at your door. “This is the third time I’ve done this, haven’t I,” you whispered. He nodded, walking to the side of your bed. You were sitting up, head now tucked between your knees, trying to think straight. “Jaehyun... Yuta isn’t coming back, is he?” you asked slowly. Jaehyun looked at you with sad eyes, and placed an arm around you as he sat down. “You already know that answer. It’s impossible to bring him back. All you can do is stay strong for him. And keep smiling,” he whispered softly. “But you know, it’s fine for you to cry too. It’s okay to let it all out,” he added, and you turned your head to see Jaehyun’s eyes glistening with tears. You sighed. “It’s just-“ another crack in your voice- “what’s the point in trying to stay strong when the one person that you loved more than anything is gone?” you cried out. Without saying anything, Jaehyun took you into his arms. Having reached your breaking point, you buried your face into his chest, allowing yourself to be comforted by him for the rest of the night, just like he‘s done before. If only you knew how much it breaks me to see you like this, Jaehyun thought.

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[17:40] It was a lazy Saturday afternoon, and your legs were tangled with Mark’s, as he peppered kisses up and down your collarbones. Neither of you were sure how you ended up like this, but neither you or him were complaining. One minute the two of you were watching stupid videos on YouTube, the next you were passionately kissing one another. It’s not the first time the two of you ended up like this, as curling up in his bed and enjoying each other’s presence usually ended up with a lighthearted make out session. But it was rare for him to be so... needy. As best friends, the two of you had agreed to only be platonic and nothing further, just someone to go to when there was a craving for some lip action. But there was something different about the way he kissed you today. He was more desperate, and honestly, you didn’t mind. You could feel yourself become more and more aroused as you started to let out soft moans in response to how harshly he was sucking on your neck, decorating it with hickeys. Your eyes trailed down to the growing bulge between his legs, and without warning you lightly pressed your knee against it, receiving a husky groan of pleasure from Mark in return. Not being able to hold back anymore, you climbed on top of Mark. His face turned bright red, as if he was suddenly aware of the situation you were both in. His hands now gripped your sides, while you cupped his face, making him look directly into your eyes. “You sure you wanna go through with this?” you asked, softly but firmly. Mark answered with a slight nod and connected his lips with yours. However, you pulled away almost immediately. “I wanna hear you say it,” you told him. “I want to be in you so bad. I can’t hold back anymore. Please. I want you,” he immediately replied. You could hear the desperation in his voice, which made you smirk. “Me too,” you whispered, leaning back in to taste his lips once again, which would only end up being one of many kisses that afternoon.

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Stuck In A Day Dream

Yuta x Reader

Word Count: 625

Trigger Warnings: none

a/n: this is based on Day Dream (hence the song attached), after Taeil said in an interview that the song takes inspiration from Alice in Wonderland. Also, be on the lookout for any lyric references to Day Dream~

[xx:xx] You’ve been falling for hours, it seemed. You had no idea where you were or what you were doing before. All you remember was being swallowed into complete darkness, which you have been surrounded by for the entire duration of your slow descent. Eventually, you could feel your feet touching solid ground, but before you were able to make a move towards any direction, you collapsed, as if all the energy had been sucked out of you.

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You finally came to, lifting your head and slowly opening your eyes to see that you were situated in a clearing, with your back against a thick tree stump. Quickly scanning the area, you became annoyed as it all looked the same. Sighing, you stood up, only to stumble backwards into the stump, your legs feeling wobbly. Groaning, you tried standing up again, using the stump as support. You heard a deep but subtle laughter echo throughout the clearing, causing you to jump. “Who’s there?” you called out, as your pulse started to race. You waited for minutes, but no response. You decided it was safe to start walking again, but before you moved any further, a growing rustling sound was making its way towards you, causing you to stay in place again. Slowly, came out a striped tabby cat with an oddly enlarged mouth that seemed to be shaped like a permanent grin. You could feel the cat judge you as it bore its eyes into you. “Good afternoon, lovely day for a stroll isn’t it? I expected to simply laze around all day, but instead I find another human who’s most likely lost, just like the other. Well, I have no business with either of you. I bid you adieu.” And just like that, the cat started to stride away. The second it started moving, you felt yourself snap out of it, and your legs finally started moving, chasing after the cat as you called back out to it, “Wait, what do you mean by all this? What are you?!? Where am I?” The cat paused, allowing you to catch up to it. “The question is not where you are, but where we are. And for the record, we are in a place with no actual label. We are just here. I guess you could say we are in a place beyond the concept of consciousness and time. But anyways, I guess if you follow me you can find the other one. The other human.” And with that the cat took off again, not letting you respond. Hesitantly, you followed it, and eventually the two of you reached another clearing, but this time instead of a stump, there was a big tree, giving a grand shade to the person who was sitting beneath it. “Here you are. Don’t expect me to help you further, I like to stay out of human business,” and with that, this time the cat simply vanished into thin air, as if it was never there. Brushing it off, you walk towards the person that was still passed out against the tree trunk. As you got closer, you saw that it was a man, a really handsome one too. You couldn’t help but feel like you’ve seen him before. Without realizing it, you slowly reached out and tucked a strand of his long blond hair behind his ear, becoming captivated with his beauty. As you did this, his eyes fluttered open, his chocolate brown eyes staring back into yours. Your eyes widened, as you stared at him more. “You…I’ve met you before, in my dreams,” you both whispered, staring at each other in shock. After moments of silence, the stranger asks, “Where did you come from?”

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[18:23] Yuta finds himself lost in his own thoughts, not being able to have a clear head ever since he first ran into you. You were like a forbidden fruit, something he wanted but knew he shouldn’t take. You were so hard to ignore, especially considering the situation he had landed himself in, now being tied to an all-powerful mafia boss. Ignoring the alarms going off in his head, he chose to listen to his heart, chasing after you. Little did he know choosing to be with you was not what Fate had hoped for, and your love for each other would eventually lead only to his own demise, and leaving you in endless despair.

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[15:37] You deeply sighed as you rested your head against Doyoung’s shoulder, closing your eyes as you felt the breeze start to pick up. The two of you were sitting under the shade of a towering oak tree, taking in the beauty of the field of flowers at the bottom of the hill. The meadow was filled with a variety flowers, ranging from; tulips, daisies, carnations, pansies and even, forget-me-nots. Doyoung placed a kiss on your forehead, then slowly rested his head ontop of yours. A warm feeling spread out through your body as he started to hum a pretty tune, while also using his thumb to gently caress your hand. “I could live in this moment forever,” you hear Doyoung whisper, before dozing off.

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[22:52] Yuta couldn’t hold it in anymore. He was so in need of your touch, he was starting to become more and more impatient from the desperation that was burning inside of him, wanting so bad to be inside of you. There was just one problem; you were still at work. Sighing, he resorted to simply palming himself, too lazy to get any toys out. By the time you came home, you opened the door to your guys’ room only to find Yuta a panting mess, situated on the bed. You couldn’t help but chuckle when you saw how his expression changed upon seeing you enter. “Now, what did I tell you about touching yourself when I’m not around, kitten?” You asked with a smile. “Sorry mommy, I just couldn’t wait any longer for you,” Yuta responded with a slight whimper. “Well, you’re about to get punished extra tonight for this. I’ll have to teach you better on how to behave, my precious kitty,” you replied with a smirk, watching how the desperation in Yuta’s eyes became more and more noticeable with every word you spoke.

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Christmas Gift

Taeyong x Reader

Word Count: 520

Tags: fluff, angst if you squint real hard, Christmas :D

Trigger Warnings: None unless u count saying hell as swearing

[23:54] You set down your warm mug on the counter, not really in the mood for hot chocolate anymore. It’s been two months since you’ve seen him. You couldn’t stop staring at the text Taeyong had sent you two days ago letting you know he wouldn’t be able to make it back home in time for Christmas, also telling you that his gift would be delivered to you. He later sent you messages filled with heart emojis and festive trees and spammed you with cute messages until last night, when he went silent. There wasn’t a single peep from him. You could feel yourself become more upset as you stared at the Christmas tree you decorated, which was filled with cute polaroids of the two of you hanging as ornaments. Suddenly shaking your head, you took a sip of hot chocolate. You had to pull yourself together. You knew that there would be times like this when you and Taeyong decided to become official. He couldn’t help it if he had schedules on holidays, it wasn’t his choice. You glanced at the clock, noticing there was barely a minute left till midnight. Right as you were heading to turn off the lights in the kitchen, the doorbell rang, making you jump. “What the hell? Santa?” you whispered, thinking that maybe jolly old Saint Noël was real after all and decided to deliver your present face to face instead of his usual sneaky ways. You let out a chuckle as you walked towards the door, realizing how dumb your own thoughts were. Peeping through the eyehole was useless to you since it was too high, so you had no choice but to call out. “Who is it?” you asked loudly, wondering who was really out there. “Delivery!” an all-too familiar voice responded back. Your eyes lit up at hearing the response, realizing who it was immediately. Throwing the door open, you didn’t waste a second launching yourself into the arms of the person who rang the doorbell. “Surprise! I’m your Christmas gift!” Taeyong exclaimed, giggling as he wrapped his arms around you. You pressed a kiss to his cheek and smiled brightly as you let go of him, taking a step back to make sure it really was him and you weren’t just hallucinating. “What happened to your schedule in Japan?” you asked, worried that he missed something important just to see you. “I was able to convince them to move the date of the shoot to next week, so we have the rest of this Christmas and New Years to the two of us,” he explained as he walked inside with you. “And the members of course,” he added, chuckling. “Well, I’m glad you’re here” you told him. “I just couldn’t stand being away from you during Christmas,” he replied, stealing a quick kiss from you. That night the two of you stayed up drinking hot chocolate and cuddled all night long, endlessly talking about everything and anything, making up for the time that was lost and eventually falling asleep in each other’s arms, both of you feeling happier than ever.

A/n: happy holidays and merry Christmas to those who celebrate 🥰 I hope you all spent it with someone important