Everyone Keeps Telling Me Youre The Bad Guy. - Younghoon

“Everyone keeps telling me you’re the bad guy.” - Younghoon

find more content here: the boyz masterlist ↬ summary: suddenly, you felt as if you were the main character in Meteor Garden ↬ tags: student! + chaebol! younghoon, gn! reader, ft. student! hyunjae, jacob & table partner! sunwoo  ↬ word count: 628 words

↬ a/n: so this author really did watch meteor garden before giving up halfway, this is definitely inspired by them bad-boy-with-emotional-issues trope so enjoy ? or don’t ,, because i was absolutely cringing you are welcome 

“Listen. If you want to survive in this school, don’t get on Younghoon’s bad side. He will make the next few years a living hell if you do.” You glanced quizzically at Sunwoo, “Who is Younghoon?” Sunwoo exasperatedly waved his hands about as he explained from the top, “Okay, transfer student. Remember The Kings? In the Kings there are Jacob, Younghoon and Hyunjae.” You nodded your head. The first day of school and your table partner is already bombarding you with information about the school’s famous group of guys. 

“Yeah. I do recall that.” “Okay, I may have left out some other information but don’t worry I’ll tell you now.” Sunwoo paused and took in a deep breath, “Jacob is the English God, very gentlemanly and loving. Younghoon, Ice God, will not hesitate to make your life hell because he has issues. Hyunjae, Tennis God, good in all types of sports and super ripped. Or that’s what people say about him.” Sunwoo animatedly described. 

“How am I going to spot them?” You asked and Sunwoo glanced at his watch, “Girls of all levels would flock to them. I’m really sorry, transfer student. I’ve got to go for my Physics lecture. I’ll see you for Chemistry class!” You opened your mouth, wanting to pose a question but Sunwoo darted off, leaving you alone in the cafeteria. With a packet of milk given to you by Sunwoo, you paced around the cafeteria, trying to find a seat. 

As you were walking, the main doors of the cafeteria opened, but you had tripped over someone’s extended leg and the milk packet catapulted through the air, before landing on a guy. “Oh my god~! Who dare throw this milk packet on Younghoon oppa?” A bratty sounding female exclaimed. Oh shit, you thought, Not just any guy, but Younghoon. 

Everyone pointed at you and someone reached out and pulled you up, “Are you okay?” Your eyes darted to his name tag. Jacob Bae. “I’m okay, thank you.” Sunwoo was right about Jacob. Younghoon approached you and you took a step back, “I’m really sorry. I’ll...pay for the damage.” 

“My shirt costs $500. The coat is close to a thousand. Are you going to pay for it?” Younghoon stared at me, titling his chin to the right as his eyes glittered, as if trying to say “Dare challenge me?”. Your eyes widened at the price mention, “I...I can’t pay you immediately…” Your gaze darted anxiously around the curious eyes, “I’ll work extra jobs to pay you.” You promised, but it seems like Younghoon had other ideas when he threw his backpack at you. 

“You’ll carry my bag and do all kinds of odd jobs everyday for a month. Then you would have paid off my debt.” You stared at him in shock at his proposition, “You really are horrendous.” “Why?” 

“Everyone keeps telling me that you’re the bad guy. And you really are.” Before you could even continue to protest, he wiggled his fingers, gesturing for you to follow after him, “If you don’t, I’m going to add interest and in the end you’ll have to pay for this with your life.” He stalked off. “I guess you better follow him. What he says, he will make it come true.” Hyunjae patted your shoulder and followed him out. 

Jacob put a hand around your shoulder and steered you out the cafeteria. The once silent cafeteria burst into life and everyone pointed at you as Jacob closed the doors behind you too. 

“I’ll help you hold it.” 

“Jacob, it’s fine. If I have to pay off my debt this way, then so be it. I don’t want to ever see him again after this one month.” You vowed, but oh boy, you were so wrong.

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“What are you doing?” You gazed at him as he lifted your looped arms and wiggled into your embrace. You decided to put your phone down and you waited for his response. He continued to adjust himself so that his head rested in the juncture of your neck and your legs were at his sides. 

“I’m h-hiding.” He nuzzled his nose into your neck and you let out a little laugh. “Do you mean hugging?” You stroked his hair and he jerked up, looking at you, “Did I stutter? Did I?” It wasn’t really a question but before you could give any response, he pressed a light peck on your lips before snuggling back into his comfy position. “This is my safe place.”  Your heart warmed up at his affectionate gesture, but as time passed, you were really being weighed down by him.

“Ah, you’re crushing me. I can barely breathe!” You let out a wheeze and you struggled to push him off. “No, you’re over-exaggerating.” Despite him saying that, he pushed himself up. You moved so your back was against the sofa’s back pillows. “You good?” He looked at you for affirmation and you nodded. 

“Great. Now stop looking at your phone and put your arms around me.” 

stay at home with the dreamies - jisung

find more content here: nct masterlist ↬ summary: mario kart with jisung! (but he interrupts your zoom session) ↬ tags: you can either read as either non-idol! or idol! jisung, gn! reader, ft. reader’s tutee! dohyun (own character)  ↬ word count: 303 words

“Do you have any other questions?” You asked as you waited for your juniors' response over Zoom. Jisung watched as you stretched your legs out, brushing past his. Jisung was seated across you, doing his own work and he was hoping your juniors didn’t have any more questions so he could play a round of Mario Kart with you.

“If there isn’t then you guys can leave. Have a great week!” You waved at them and Jisung peered at the screen. He was about to lean towards you, but stopped when he heard one of your juniors ask a question, “Uh, sunbaenim? I have a question…” You gently nudged Jisung out of the frame, “Dohyun-ah, you don’t have to be so formal. What’s your question?”

“Ah, uh noona I don’t understand how to solve the last thermochemistry question.” Jisung chewed the inside of his mouth as you patiently explained to Dohyun. Scribbling down a message, JIsung held it up to you and you squinted, subtly shaking your head, “Dohyun, do you get it? Ah, I’m not the best at explaining chemistry.” You frowned and Jisung leaned his head on his palm.

“It’s okay noona. Uhm, noona actually-” “-Dohyun-gun, she needs to leave. Thank you and bye!” Jisung ended the call and you gasped before bursting out in laughter, causing Jisung to chuckle as well, “Let me just apologize to Dohyun.” You whipped out your phone and texted Dohyun.

“Ah, come on. Let’s play! Mario Kart is waiting!” You held up a finger as you texted. Jisung let out a huff when you giggled and he stood up, easily lifting you off your seat.

“It's Jisung Time! You promised to spend time with me!” He cheekily added and you rolled your eyes playfully, a smile tugging on your lips.

“Okay! It’s Jisung Time now.”

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A soft ding was emitted from your phone and you tear your eyes away from your lecture notes. “Uhm, can we skype now?” You read the message silently, before reading it out loud to affirm that you did not see wrongly. Your close classmate had texted you and you replied to him, thinking that he might need help with his work, “Sure thing. You can call whenever you are ready.” 

It wasn’t too long, before the all-too-familiar Skype notification sounded and you answered the call. “Do you need help with Chemistry? Or Pharmacology?” Was your first question. Knowing that he was a rather inattentive lad during class, he tended to rely on you for answers and for help. 

“I miss you.” You did a double take and that was when you properly looked at him in the eye (through the screen, of course.) 

“No wait. Do you need help with the latest tutorial out lecturer sent? Or is this a joke?” You were definitely trying to deny whatever he said to you. “I said I miss you.” He stated again, this time averting his eyes and running his hand through his hair. 

“Sorry, what?” Your heart rate escalated and you gripped the highlighter in your hand. “Before you say anything, this is a dare.” He covered his face with his hands, “My friends had dared me to say I miss you to a close female friend. And that close female friend is you.” A jumble of emotions flashed past you and you were utterly speechless. 

“I’m really sorry for disturbing you. My friends are just...like that.” He cringed. “If there’s nothing on then I’ll get going.” And just like that he ended the call. What a prick, for playing with my emotions like that.

“I don’t think she sees me as a potential boyfriend.” - Hyunjae

Hey you :)) I read a couple of your The Boyz Imagines and I loved them :) May I ask, do you take request? 👉🏼👈🏼 Would you maybe write one for Hyunjae where he falls for a noona but feels like hes stuck in little-brother-zone... Thank you so much ❤️❤️

find more content here: the boyz masterlist ↬ summary: hyunjae’s back to square one  ↬ tags: student! hyunjae, sunbae! + student! + fem! reader, ft. many other idols ↬ word count: 964 words

“I don’t think she sees me as a potential boyfriend.” Hyunjae slumped over on the table. The other two 97 liners who were sitting around him inched closer. Jacob patted his back, “Why say that? So long noona’s single, you will always stand a chance.” Younghoon propped his head on his palm, “Well, you should see her around people who are younger than her. She practically mothers them.” Hyunjae knows that for starters. You are a 95 liner and you sure have a lot of friends. Guy friends. 

“That’s why I can’t get her to see me as a man! She thinks I’m her little brother.” Hyunjae pouted. “Bring her on a date and show her who’s boss.” Sangyeon walked past them and into the kitchen. “I mean...that did cross my mind. But what to do?” Jacob mused. “I have a tennis competition coming up in four days. And it’s on April Fools!” “OMG OMG! Then you can get her to support you!” Hyunjae felt a lightbulb go off in his brain, “What if I confessed? If she rejects me, I can say April Fools back!” 

“Don’t screw up your competition though.” Sangyeon sauntered back out of the kitchen and into his room. “You guys will be there right? To support me for the competition I mean.” Hyunjae pushed himself off the surface of the table.  “Of course!” Jacob and Younghoon agreed readily. “We’ll get a small bouquet of flowers. If it’s successful, she’ll take it home. If it fails, we’ll take it home.” Younghoon pointed out. 

“Operation Bloom Bloom! Let’s get it!” Jacob excitedly yelled, causing some of their dongsaengs to shush them from their rooms. “Why bloom bloom?”

“I dunno. It’s cute. And it involves flowers?”

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“Noona, would you come to watch my tennis competition?” 

“Sure! My good friend Seungcheol is participating in the seniors match.” Hyunjae felt a pinch of jealousy at the mention of his senior, but nevertheless, he smiled at you, “Okay! Cheer loudly for me!” Hyunjae waved as he dashed out of the cafeteria to his friends outside. 

“Seems like she has eyes on someone else. Seungcheol sunbae.” Jacob gasped at the news. “Right! She is good friends with the three of them.” Hyunjae felt that you were going to watch the match with Jeonghan and Joshua sunbae, the other two, and his spirits dipped. “Hey, cheer up. When it’s the juniors match, you’re going to beat all your opponents and emerge first.” Younghoon hung his arm around his shoulders.

Just as Younghoon said that, the mentioned three strolled into the cafeteria and started conversing with you. Hyunjae could make out the words “competition”, “support” and “come”. You were laughing as something Jeonghan said, while linking arms with Joshua. “Awh, man. Stop looking. We’ll come and support you for your training today.” Jacob encouraged, and Hyunjae nodded. 

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“And the tension is thick in here! Who will emerge victorious? Hyunjae from Sevit High or Yugyeom from Migeum High?” Hyunjae’s sweat dripped, but he held his ground steady as Yugyeom sent the ball flying towards him. He whacked so hard, he swore for a moment he saw stars. 

“And...the victory goes to Sevit High!” Younghoon and Jacob appeared from behind the glass panels and hugged him. His coach handed him his towel and water bottle, “You did well. Congratulations!” 

“She’s going to see you in a different light from now on.” Younghoon subtly gestured to where she was sitting and to his surprise, you were clapping vigorously for him and even gave him a thumbs up. “Did you see that?” “That thumbs up! Yeah!” He watched as you got out of your seat and Jacob nudged him, “Go after her! We’ll wait in the back with the flowers.” With that, Hyunjae picked up the pace and ran.

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“Noona! I did well, didn't I?” Hyunjae’s heart burst with overwhelming emotions. “Yeah! I’m so proud of you! Seungcheol told me that it’s quite a feat to receive a gold medal in the inter-school competition in the first year.” You mentioned Seungcheol’s name and Hyunjae hid his fidgeting thumbs behind him. 

“Noona, I’ve got something to say. Can I be your boyfriend?” A moment of silence passed in between the both of you and Hyunjae wanted to dig a hole in the ground and bury himself along with the flowers. You gave a little chuckle and you reached out to ruffle his hair, “I’m sorry, but no. You’re cute you know, Hyunjae? You’re like my little dongsaeng.” Hyunjae couldn’t bring up the lie that it’s just a joke so he looked down at his slightly worn out shoes. At this moment, Hyunjae heard footsteps from behind him. 

“Ey~! Hyunjae! We got you flowers!” Younghoon helpfully supplied. “Come on! Let’s go celebrate!” Jacob acted out and Hyunjae gave them a nod. “Then I’ll get going, noona.” Forcing a smile on his face, he waved goodbye. You waved at him too and spun on your heels, walking the other direction. He made eye contact with his senior and he feels like April Fools was really a joke. 

“Hyunjae. Good job back there.” His curiosity got the better of him, “Sunbae, does noona like you?” Seungcheol burst out laughing, “Whatever you’re thinking, no. She’s rejected all of three of us.” 

“Huh? But why?” Younghoon asked. “I can’t tell you. A good friend’s honour not to tell that secret.” Seungcheol strolled past the three of them. “I think she might be les⁠—” Jacob pointed his finger to the sky and Hyunjae shushed him, “Don’t ruin it! Don’t!” 

“Okay! Geez! But what if she’s bi⁠—” Jacob slapped his hand over Younghoon’s mouth.

“OMG STOP! She’s just going to be my favorite noona and that’s that!” And just like that, Hyunjae was back to square one.

stay at home with the dreamies - chenle

find more content here: nct masterlist ↬ summary: playing with water guns in the (light) rain with chenle! ↬ tags: you can either read as either non-idol! or idol! chenle, gn! reader, ft. jaemin & jisung, mentions of own character! mrs ahn (who is their neighbor)  ↬ word count: 708 words

“I’m bored. Like bored bored.” Chenle raised his arms skyward, letting out a yawn as he did so. He turned his head to face you, watching you as you stretched before curling up into a ball on the couch, “Chenle, if you suggest doing something stupid, Jaemin is going to have our heads.” 

“That makes life a little more interesting, wouldn’t it?” Chenle grinned at you and you muttered, “I can already hear the cogs whirring in your head.” He burst out laughing at your choice of words because you weren’t wrong. “What if I told you that our neighbour on the 17th floor has passed me her keys?” Ms Ahn was a frail old lady, with kind eyes and a cute hobby of gardening on her rooftop garden. She had cared for the Dreamies to the extent she had lent her rooftop area to them to dry their clothes and they were grateful to her. 

Long story short, Ms Ahn was back with her grandchildren in Daegu, and wanted the Dreamies to help take care of her plants and of course Chenle was given the responsibility since “Jisung had school and Chenle was the next youngest”.

You got up from your position with a jolt and made eye contact with him, “Don’t tell me that’s what you are going to suggest.” Despite you sounding mildly annoyed, he could tell for sure you were as excited as him. “Yeah. We are going to have a freaking water game!” He nodded his head vigorously and your eyes glittered with possibly eagerness and hesitance. 

“But what if…” “Sh-sh-sh. Nothing is going to happen if we keep quiet. So let’s go! I’ll grab the inflatable pool and you can take the water guns!” Chenle got up and pulled you so you stood up, “Okay. But if someone finds out we’re gone, you’re going to take the blame.” “Deal. Come on, don’t be a spoilsport!”

--

“Jisung ah, can you help me bring in the clothes. It’s about to rain.” Jeno motioned Jisung over as he slipped on his shoes, pocketing the key to Ms Ahn’s house. Wordlessly they walked up one flight of stairs and Jisung huffed, “Where did those two go. I swear they were moping on the couch earlier. I need someone to Mario Kart with me.” Thunder sounded and Jeno winced, “I’m going up to bring in our blankets.” 

As Jeno made his way up the stairs, he heard a loud shriek and his eyebrows furrowed, “Is it me or did that sound like—” “The two of them? Yeah.” Jisung pushed the door open, only for both Chenle and you to ram into him, still giggling. Jeno narrowed his eyes and ducked past them and collected the three stray blankets that were thankfully dry. Jisung took the water guns from you, but Chenle and you were still grinning from ear to ear, the sheer exhilaration and adrenaline pumping through your veins. 

“You two have some explanation to do.” 

-- 

Chenle stuffed his hands into his jacket as you tucked your legs under you, accepting the cup of hot cocoa Jeno made. “I clearly, well not me but all of us agreed that we would minimise the times we leave the house right? We don’t want you to...yeah.” Jeno trailed off and you nudged Chenle and he did the same back at you. 

“It’s our fault. But you should have seen how she slipped—” “She what?” Jeno looked at you and you slapped your hand over Chenle’s mouth, “It’s nothing I’m okay!” You paused as you had a sneezing fit and Chenle laughed at you as you tried not to jump out of your seat. “If you’re going to fall sick, I’m not going to take care of you. You...kinda deserved it.” Jeno angrily (you were sure he was more worried) as he disappeared into the room. 

“Awh man, I wish I was there to take out your ass.” Jisung casually remarked as he sauntered into the room. “Well we had fun. Too much fun if I may add.” Chenle snickered at the memories you two had made. 

“I second you on that. Well, at least I don’t have to do my duties for the rest of this week.”