[12:27 Am]

[12:27 am]

"are you okay?” those are the first words that leave best friend!jaehyun’s mouth as soon as he sees you.

your lip quivers. you thought you’d done a decent job of a poker face, even in front of your best friend. “y-yeah, i’m fine.”

his eyes are filled with concern as he sits down on the couch next to you. “you’re definitely not. come on, spill.”

you bite your lip as it quivers even more, threatening to start a flood of tears. “j-jaehyun, you know, nothing’s wrong. i don’t want to burden you on your only day off in two weeks.”

“you’re not burdening me at all,” he says, and overlaps your hand with his. he stares into your eyes, and you can see your reflection from his pretty brown irises. gosh, do you really look that sad? “i want to know if something’s bothering you because i love you.”

that does it. a tear falls from your eyes without your consent - then another and another and another. you’re crying uncontrollably at once, and jaehyun silently pulls you in for a hug.

you cry into his shoulder, and he rubs your back soothingly. you can’t calm down, and muffle your crying with his shoulder. “i-i,” you say, hiccuping and heaving your breaths.

“shh,” jaehyun says, rubbing your back. “it’s okay. you don’t have to talk right now if you’d rather cry.”

he knows you so well. you silently sob into his shoulder, your arms wrapped around his neck. jaehyun pats your back soothingly, murmuring “it’s okay” and “i love you” into your hair for as long as you need him to. he just wants you to feel better whenever you’re ready to.

[10:21 pm]

you laugh uncontrollably as boyfriend!jeno tickles you, thrashing on the sofa.

you’d promised you would give jeno a kiss if he made you ramen as a midnight snack, and jeno had quickly scampered off twenty minutes ago to do just that. when he came back with the ramen, though, closing his eyes and pouting his lips in playful anticipation of your kiss, you giggled and pressed the back of your hand to his lips instead. jeno whined childishly, leaning into you with his beautiful smile and slight aegyo as he waited for a peck again. you’d refused, though, giggling - and jeno’s eyes flashed mischeviously as he tackled you to the sofa, tickling you mercilessly from above.

“jeno!” you gasp in between laughter, “stop!”

jeno grins, his pretty eyes curving into evil crescent moons. “not unless you keep your promise,” he says, and the hands that are ruthlessly attacking your ribs momentarily pause as he puckers his lips.

you grin playfully and lean forward to kiss his forehead instead. “you wis-“ you break out into laughter before you can even finish your sentence, jeno’s fingers attacking your ribs once more. “okay! okay!” you yell in surrender. jeno relaxes his hands and closes his eyes with a smile. you lean in to kiss him, then quickly launch yourself off the sofa, trying to escape through the gap his torso creates above you.

you think you’ll make it until jeno’s firm hands grasp your waist, and you squeak in surprise as he pulls you into his lap, facing him.

“you thought you could escape?” jeno teases, the hands on your waist starting to resume his tickling.

you blush, and playfully bop his nose, “yeah,” before pecking his lips.

jeno is momentarily stunned, not having expected you to kiss him so suddenly.

you laugh and press another kiss to his cheek. “let’s eat, the ramen is going to get soggy.”

OML YES WE DID!! WELL SORTA KINDA SINCE THEY’RE NCT U NOW BUT I’M STILL SO HAPPY 🥺

rough translation: “NCT DREAM, team to be reorganized after April activities [official]”

btw the article basically says the nct dream as of rn is gonna continue activities as nct u with mark lee and we’ll get to hear yo dream! 쩔어!주자!파이팅! again 🥺

did... did we just get dream7 🥺

tw: violence, stalking, sexual assault

hi my friends, i’m sorry for bothering you about this again but i truly don’t know what to do. yesterday i opened up briefly about what had happened to me but the truth is that my situation is a little more serious than how i initially made it out to be. 

my boyfriend (i’ll refer to him as “jay”) and i have been together on and off for the past six months. everything was fine at first but a couple weeks after we started dating, i was raped by his roommate. i won’t go into the details but when jay found out, he completely changed. we started living together afterwards but he wouldn’t let me go anywhere without his permission. he went through my phone every night, he constantly accused me of cheating on him, he even threatened to tell my parents about what had happened. we took a trip to korea during winter break but ended up breaking up on my birthday. at this point, he no longer lived with me because his roommate had moved out, and so i thought that things would get better after separating. but shortly after returning to the states, i started receiving threatening letters in the mail. my little sister also started receiving these letters and even received a box that contained photos of me, photos of her, photos of my family ㅡ all taken from my social media and all with my face scratched out. i reached out to the police, but they said that i didn’t have enough evidence to file a restraining order against him. they did, however, question him about what was going on, and all of these events stopped happening after that.

he reached out to me after a month and apologized for everything he had done. he apologized for mistreating me and told me that he missed me and that he would never do anything to hurt me again, and i believed him. everything seemed okay until a couple of days ago when i found out that he had been cheating on me. i broke up with him immediately, but he kept calling me and my sister (who is currently staying with my grandparents). we both blocked him, but he showed up to my house at 3am. he used the spare key that i’d given him to enter my house, and he began yelling at me for breaking up with him. we started fighting and when i took his house key from him, things quickly escalated and turned physical. he threw my laptop over the railing from the second floor of my house, he broke my glasses in half, he threw pictures and books at me, and he sexually assaulted me at knifepoint.

thankfully my neighbor was still awake and came over to check up on me because she had heard us screaming at each other. jay left immediately but i explained to my neighbor what had happened and she drove me to the police station to file a report. when i told the police what had happened, they told me that there wasn’t a strong case and had even implied that it was “just a young couple’s fight” and that he had raped me to “make up with me”. my neighbor took me to the hospital to get me tested but since i don’t have insurance, the bill ended up being over $800.

one of my close friends came over and spent the night just in case jay came back. nothing happened overnight but about an hour ago, he showed up. my friend answered the door while i stayed in my room, but i could clearly hear him shouting and threatening to come back and find me if i ever ran. he left and now i’m here making this post.

the reason why i’m writing all of this is because jay has established a pattern of harming me and i’m terrified that he will harm me again. i have the option of staying with my grandparents, but they live 8 hours away and i literally do not have enough money to fill up my car. i also do not have enough money to replace my glasses (this isn’t a huge problem because i wear contacts but i’m down to my last box, which will only last me for another two weeks) or to replace my laptop (my summer classes start in june and they’re all online).

i really hate asking this of you guys but if you have a dollar or two you can spare, would you consider donating to help me? my paypal is paypal.me/seosoojin, any amount is extremely helpful. i know that times are especially tough now and so if you aren’t able to, that is absolutely completely okay! i do not want you to feel obligated to do anything you’re uncomfortable with so please do not donate if you aren’t able to! focus on yourself first and make sure that you are safe and taken care of! if you aren’t able to donate, please consider reblogging this post to help spread the word about my situation. it would mean so, so much to me.

tldr: my ex-boyfriend raped me, broke my laptop and my glasses, has been continuing to threaten me, and has shown up to my house unannounced. i have the option of staying with my grandparents, but they live hours away and i don’t have enough money to drive there or to replace my glasses / my laptop. 

thank you guys so much for taking time to read this. you guys have done nothing but support me and love me and i sincerely hope you know how much you mean to me. i love you guys! stay safe!

[9:32 pm]

you jump into best friend!mark’s arms as soon as he opens his door, burying your face in his navy blue sweater and struggling not to instantly burst into tears.

“whoa there,” mark says softly, immediately noticing your downcast mood, “what’s wrong?” he asks, his voice heavy with worry as he places one hand on your waist and runs the other gently through your hair. it’s a habit of his that he knows calms you in the same way that a hand on his arm or thigh calms him.

you mumble something incoherent into his chest, not looking up. you’re sure you’ll cry if you look up to meet his beautiful eyes and see them drip with concern. 

“let’s go to my room,” mark almost mumbles as he wraps an arm around you and practically buries you in his side, hiding you from his members in the living room so that you don’t have to greet them without being rude. you hear the muffled sound of the tv, and assume that they’re too busy to notice. 

you sit down on mark’s dark green bed. he sits down besides you. 

“do you want to talk about it?” he says, genuinely concerned. there aren’t many things that can bother you this much.

“i-i,” your lip trembles. “i got my semester report back. it’s definitely not what i expected.”

mark’s eyes soften. he knows how much your grades mean to you and how diligently you work for them. 

you start to sob. “i really don’t know what to do, mark. i honestly think i deserve to lose my scholarship, by this point.” your vision is blurry as you hiccup, trying to stop the tears from your eyes. “i-i really worked so hard this term, and my individual grades were even better than last term - i thought i’d get the scores i wanted,” you choke on a sob. “i just feel so useless.”

mark hugs you as you cry into his shoulder, patting your back. “it’s okay,” he murmurs. “you did work so hard - i know how much effort you put into your studying,” he says softly, “you have other semesters left to make up, and they’re not going to take away your scholarship.”

you continue to sob, shaking as you choke on your words. “i-i really need these grades,” your lip quivers again, “but i’m realizing that i can’t - i can’t really do it by this point.”

“no,” mark says firmly, pulling away from you to look into your eyes. “you can. you’re gonna make everything possible - i promise.”

you believe him more than you believe yourself. maybe it’s because mark’s always ensured every single one of his promises came true, whether it be that he’d buy you ice cream on the way back home or that he’d get his first win before his debut season ended; maybe it’s because mark’s the most hardworking person you know, not complaining even once as he was constantly forced to work with two hours of sleep per day for weeks on end; or maybe it’s because right now, mark’s eyes are telling you a thousand things that words couldn’t ever convey.

you sob as you bury your head back into mark’s shoulder. “i love you,” you murmur, and mark can feel the small vibrations from your voice through his hoodie. “you’re the best friend i could ever wish for.”

mark smiles, and hope you don’t hear the bittersweet tinge to his voice as he mumbles, “i love you,” just loud enough so that you can hear it. mark will be here for you whenever you need him - he's always waiting for you to just bury yourself into his chest and cry for as long as you need to.

[4:21 pm]

best friend!ten laughs at another one of your stupid jokes, pitching in his own funny comment that makes you laugh.

it’s been a while since the two of you felt this peaceful. you’re sitting on chairs on his balcony, your feet on his chair and his feet on your chair as you talk with music humming from ten’s phone. ten stretches with a grunt and tries to rest his legs on top of yours. ten’s legs are scratchy because he’s wearing shorts and he hasn’t shaved for at least a week, and you pull your legs away with a laugh and shove. ten grins playfully and places his scratchy legs over yours again.

you roll your eyes, but let him rest his legs on yours. you close your eyes and take a deep breath of the chilly evening air. everything is so perfect. the sun is setting, and the balcony displays a beautiful orange-pink view of the sky; the breeze returns every few moments to run its fingers through your hair; and ten is here, right in front of you.

“what are you thinking about?” ten says, snapping you out of your daze. you open your eyes to see ten taking a deep breath and closing his eyes - in imitation of you. his pretty lips curve into his cheeks as he relaxes into the chair.

“nothing,” you smile. ten’s eyes are closed for only a few moments, but that’s more than enough time for you to stare. you realize he looks perfect, too, even with his unshaved legs, circle glasses, oversized t-shirt, and messy hair.

“you were thinking about me,” ten teases. ten always teases his friends with his pretend narcissistic persona. you’d usually laugh and go along with it, knowing that sometimes it was good to give your best friend an ego boost - he really did need it sometimes. but today, you can’t seem to bring yourself to joke about it.

“i was,” you say. maybe it’s the perfect orange-pink sunset, or the perfect breeze, or the perfect scenario of ten being right in front of you - but something in the air just seems to tell you nothing can go wrong on such a perfect day.

ten smiles nervously. he’s a bit thrown back by your answer. you usually agree, as you did just now, but it’s always followed by a laugh, a giggle, a shove, or a mix of the three. this time, your pretty eyes are dead serious as they meet his. he forces a small laugh that he hopes sounds natural. “i bet,” he grins. he hopes his cheeks aren’t actually red, because they feel like they’re flaming.

“i was,” you repeat, with a shy smile - or maybe it’s his imagination. “were you thinking about me?” as soon as you finish the sentence, you avert your eyes, cheeks suddenly flaming. “shit. forget it.” what a fucking idiot move. why did you say that? you just threw away ten years of friendship for a stupid impulse. “it was a j-“

“yes,” ten blurts. he hopes you can’t feel his pulse through his legs that still rest on yours. his cheeks are blushing a bright red, and his brown eyes dart between your eyes and the balcony floor. “i was, um, thinking about you.”

you sharply inhale in surprise, and your heart threatens to jump out of your chest. neither of you say a word, but the words hang there in the orange-pink evening sky, hang there between your eyes that stare into his pretty brown ones and his eyes that stare into yours. after moments that feel like forever, you laugh and lean forward to entwine your fingers with his, planting a small kiss on the back of his palm.

ten blushes and does the same to your hand, the pretty smile you love lingering on his lips that feel warm on your skin. “i think i love you.”