Glad To Help

glad to help

bf!mark

the light gentle strumming of a guitar took your attention away from the television that displayed your current favourite tv show. you reach for the remote and pause the show, getting to your feet to make your way to the bedroom.

as you get closer, you hear the quiet humming of your boyfriend. you smile and peek your head into the room, seeing the back of your boyfriend and the top of the guitar. you watch as him for the short time that he was playing, before he paused and looked up at the ceiling. his eyes were squeezed shut.

“is something wrong?”

you say, finally taking some steps into the room. he opens his eyes at the sudden sound of your voice. he tilts his head back a bit further to see you walking towards him.

he looks back down and strums the guitar again, hoping it would just come to him.

“I’m trying think of how this song should go… but I can’t.”

you observed him, and judging by his slumped position and tired eyes, he had been here for a while. probably why you hadn’t seen him for a few hours.

“care to take a break with me?”

he looked up at you and broke into a slight smile, his eyes told a different story though. “I can’t. I really need to get this done.”

“I’ll help you think of something, but let’s go for a walk.”

you reach down for the guitar, picking it up to put it back on the stand in the corner of the room. mark let you, he watched your every move with his tired eyes.

“going for a walk will clear your mind and then you can think even better afterwards. I’m sure when we get back you will get the song done within minutes.”

mark stood to his feet, meeting you half way and wrapping his arms around you. you gasp in surprise, not expecting the hug so suddenly. he tightened his hold on you to the point you whined and hit his arm gently.

you broke free from the hug and rested your hands on his shoulders, looking into his eyes for the answers to his actions.

“what?” he questioned with a laugh. you raised an eyebrow, but never the less you shrugged it off and took his hand, guiding him to the front door to get your shoes on.

as you bent down to tie your shoelaces, you heard him mutter under his breath. you didn’t hear him clearly, so you ask, “what did you say?”

“I love you.”

you stood up straight and look at him, “Are you okay, Mark?” you say, only slightly joking.

“oh my god I can’t believe I didn’t think of that!”

“what?” you were beyond confused watching as he took his shoes off in a rush.

“I’ll make the song based on you! give me like ten minutes to get some of my ideas down then we can go on a walk!”

he called to you as he rushed off back to the room. you stared in slight shock, laughing to yourself before taking your shoes back off and going back to the lounge room.

he stayed true to his words, well roughly, because fifteen minutes later, he emerged from the room, a happier look spread across his face.

“let’s go?” you asked, turning your phone off and stand to your feet, slightly unsure if this time you would actually leave the house.

he nodded and began to put his shoes on. “you’ll love this song.” he said as you walked past him to put your own shoes on.

“even though I love all your songs, I’m sure I’ll love this even more though.” this made him smile even more as he grabbed your hand to interlace your fingers together.

see you again

friend!mark, mutual pining

she moving cities, and he only realised now that it was today she was leaving.

this disturbed all of his plans. he was going to ask you out before you left, he didn’t want there to be any regrets and he knew he needed to do it now incase you met someone else and moved on. but he had yet to get the courage to do it.

so now here he was, at his front door as you door before him, saying goodbye.

mark grabbed her hand, causing her to stop walking. she turned her head slightly to see him looking back at her, he seemed desperate.

“when will I see you again?”

she smiled, turning around completely to face him directly. she took both of his hands into her own. “I’ll visit you whenever I can, and I’ll keep in contact with you over the phone.”

he seemed to relax hearing that, which only brightened the smile on her face. she stepped closer to him and leaned up to his face, kissing his cheek quickly before letting go of his hands, stepping back.

he had a blush on his cheeks as she continued to step back.

“I’ll call you when I get to the new place.”

he smiled, his cheeks still a light shade of red as he nodded, lifting a hand up to wave goodbye to the girl he loved.

random texts

friend!chenle

the deal

lee jeno, strangers to lovers

when a boy you didn’t know all too well asks for your number, you decide to make him work for it. when he asks for the second time, you make a deal with him.

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the house party was crowded. people were bumping into one another and the smell of everyone waa unpleasant to say the least. spilt drinks and broken chips were on the floor everywhere, along with the glitter from when two girls had came in and practically thrown the glitter they said they planned to put on their dresses - but this house was for sure going to have glitter found for the next ten years at least.

you didn’t have a reason to be here, but your friend had so desperately wanted to go, so who were you to say no?

you wanted to leave within one hour, because somehow your friend got drunk instantly and was currently off with a boy equally as drunk as her, chatting it up and most probably going to spend some time in the bedrooms together.

you had spent majority of your time now doing laps of the house, trying to find someone you recognised, but there wasn’t anyone. most of the people you knew were either drunk or in their own group, which yoh didn’t want to disturb.

so when you saw jeno, one of the boys from the universities basketball team, and also the bestfriend of the guy holding this party, eyeing you from the side of the room, you gravitated towards him.

you two hadn’t spoken much at school, or ever really, but he seemed like a nice guy from what you had heard about him. other than the fact that he never dated anyone who asked him out, which pissed a lot of girls you were friends with off, you had only heard positives about the guy who was still staring at you.

once you were practically in front of him, he grabbed your hand and pulled you closer, helping you narrowly avoid a guy who was drunkly walking past. you looked up to thank him, but fell silent when he was looking at you so intently. his hand still holding yours, and at this point you weren’t sure what to think.

“you keep staring at me,” you started, to which he hummed and took a sip from his red cup. his hand let go of yours and he slipped it into his pocket, turning his whole body to face yours. “I was wondering why?”

he smiled, looking around briefly before leaning down, faces close as he whispered into your ear above the loud music. “you’re really pretty.”

when he pulled away to see your reaction, you instantly looked away and turned your body to face the crowd of people instead. he laughed under his breath and leaned into to whisper into your ear again. “could I get your number, pretty?”

“you have to work for my number, jeno.” you shot back, not even looking at him. when you did turn to see him though, he was smiling such a precious smile you almost wanted to give your number.

but you had heard enough stories of guys asking for girls numbers at parties just to never actually contact them, so you didn’t want to even bother. if he were to talk to you at school and still attempt for your number, maybe then you would give him your number.

you mainly stuck to your friends at school, and didn’t really speak to people you weren’t friends with - jeno included. so you were fully expecting jeno to not even bother to speak to you on monday, when you two were back at university.

. . .

“hey” you turn to your side and jeno was standing there with a sweet smile. he pulled the chair beside you out, eyeing you before sitting down. when he didn’t sit down yet, you realised he was asking.

“you can sit..” He sat down next to you and began to unpack his things. you just stared at him. ‘did he really want my number that badly?’ you noticed his friends came in a few minutes later and judging by their confused expression, he didn’t tell them.

one of his friends came down to the seats you two sat at. “why are you sitting here?” haechan, the guy who’s party you were at merely two nights ago, asked.

jeno turned around to face them, “I wanted to sit here.” he said, before turning back to his laptop and pressing the on button. haechan looked at you and his eyes widened slightly before he started smirking. he shoved jeno’s shoulder and told him he was sitting at the back with jaemin.

“what was that about?” you asked jeno. jeno looked at you with a slight blush on his face. ‘what was going on?’ you wondered. ‘does jeno like me or something?’

“I’m not sure, he’s just being weird again.”

you only nodded and turned your attention back to your laptop, opening up the recent writing piece you had written for this class.

as you edited your writing, you saw out of the corner of your eye, jeno kept glancing at you. you smiled to yourself. maybe you were being delusional, but this boy was awfully obvious about this crush of his. but then again, you weren’t going to say anything until you were one hundred percent sure.

“you keep looking at me, jeno,” you look at him and his eyes widen in surprise to being caught, “what do you want to ask?”

“… what do I have to do to get your number?” you grinned and leaned your arm on the back of your chair.

“you have a basketball game coming up, yeah?” he slowly nodded, already seeing where this was going. “win the game and you get my number.”

“that’s not fair, we are going against the literal best university team.” he argued but you kept smirking.

“better start training hard.” you said, looking at him with a slyest of smirks.

he rolled his eyes, and copied your position, leaning his arm on the back of his chair as he turned his whole body to face you.

“it’s unfair to only get your number, what about something else?”

“what else do you want, jeno lee?”

“a date?”

“that’s all?” you say, frowning. he looks a bit shocked but he covers it quickly by speaking up again. “what about a kiss and your number?”

“deal. but you have to win, jeno.”

“I’ll try my hardest.” he says, putting a hand on his heart making you laugh under your breath.

. . .

over the time of him preparing for the game, he continued to sit next to you in classes you had together, and you began to really enjoy his company. the basketball game had ended a few minutes ago, and jeno’s team had won by one point. At the end of the game, you saw jeno looking around the crowd fanatically, and when his eyes landed on yours, he had smiled so brightly.

you agreed to him prior to the game that if he won you would wait for him outside by his car, which you had seen so many times from when he and you walked back to the parking lot together after class.

you leaned your back against the drivers door, looking down at your phone to pass time as the parking lot gradually got more and more empty.

soon enough, you heard the basketball team cheering as they left the stadium. you put your phone in your pocket and looked up, seeing jeno in the distance, talking to haechan and jaemin.

When he looked over to his car and saw you, leaning against it with your hands crossed, looking back at him with a smile, he immediately said bye to his friends and ran across the parking lot.

you saw how his friends watched and laughed to themselves before walking over to the rest of basketball team which had gathered back up again.

“am I holding you up, jeno?” you asked as he came to your side, slightly out of breath, clearly still tired from the game.

“no, i’m not going with them tonight anyway.”

“why’s that? don’t you guys always go and celebrate after a game?”

“I’m about to celebrate with you right now, aren’t I?”

you grin and shove your hands into your hoodies pocket. “do you want my number first or the kiss?”

“the kiss.” he said, already approaching you quickly. you put your hands on his shoulders and tugged him close to you. his arms hugged your waist while your lazily kept yours over his shoulders.

he leaned down, his lips ghosting your lips. you were the one to fully connect your lips together, but he was quick to follow. you both kiss each other with such a rush and adrenaline, but it was somehow one of the best kisses you’ve had.

you heard cheering from a far but you brushed it off, hugging jeno tighter as you tilted you head to the side and continued to kiss him until you were both running out of air.

as you pulled away, jeno turned his head and looked over to his team, so you did too. the team were the ones who were cheering, and even though they had begun walking off, haechan, jaemin and a few others you didn’t recognise were cheering loudly for jeno as they walked away.

you laughed and moved one hand off from his shoulder and up to his chin, you gripped his chin and turned his head to face you again. you kissed him again but it was less fast this time.

when you pulled off his lips, he continued down to your neck, placing kisses all over your neck, which made your breath hitch in surprise.

jeno was breathing heavily when he pulled away, as you were too. you reached down to your phone and pulled it out, passing it to him once you unlocked it.

he hummed and grabbed his own phone out, passing it to you. as you exchanged numbers, you both remained quiet. when you returned his phone and got your own back, jeno spoke.

“I know this wasn’t part of the deal, but can I take you on a date anyway?” you beamed up at him with a happy smile.

“right now?” you asked, and when he said yeah, you instantly agreed. before you could walk past him to go to the other side of the car, he gripped your hips and pressed a kiss to your forehead, his lips still ghosting your forehead when he pulled off.

“I like you so much, you don’t even know how long I’ve been crushing on you before I even spoke to you.”

midnight dancing

huang renjun, friends to lovers

“come on dance with me!”

you sounded so happy, as you asked him to dance to the song he had grown so sick of dancing to because of the concerts. but because of you, he did it with a shy and embarrassed smile.

you danced to it with a few messed up moves because you never actually learnt the dance, and it brought a smile to renjuns face when you laughed in embarrassment.

when you stopped dancing and watched him, he too immediately stopped. you thought it was because he was embarrassed but it was really because of the impressed smile you gave him.

you watched him with such a love filled gaze that he felt his heart thump in his chest even harder than it would after a whole dance routine. he knew it wasn’t normal to want to kiss your best friend, but as he watched you pause the song and start it again, asking hi to teach you the dance moves, he really wanted to kiss you.

your smile was his favourite thing about you, so he agreed to show you. he pulled his phone out and walked over to you, showing you the dance on his phone and pointing out the key details he would show you.

he only did this so he could get close to you. he stood behind you, his arms wrapped around you as he held the phone up in his hands.

when you turned your head to the side, turning back to look at him, the close proximity made him freeze.

his breathing felt heavy but he wasn’t sure if it was from the dancing or how nervous he was. he could ruin everything right now.

“I really like you.” He blurted out.

you kissed his lips, catching him by surprise. he immediately kissed you back with a gentle and loving force. he blindly put his phone on the kitchen bench and his hands then found their way to your waist.

he turned you around and held you there, his head tilting every now and then to kiss you at a different angle. your hands work their way up his chest before you wrap them around his neck, your hands running through his hair.

you both pull away gasping for air. your foreheads touching as you breathed heavily, eventually saying, “I really like you too, renjun.”

he swears his heart would explode from happiness.

will always be you

idol!chenle, friends to lovers.

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“What happens if we get caught?” She asked, turning to face him. He smiles as he flicks his gaze between her eyes and lips, “if we are caught, then we run.”

She never expects it when he shows up to her door with that sweet grin on his lips. He doesn’t even need to say anything for her to step away from the door and slip some shoes on. She yells her goodbyes to her parents and closes the front door behind her.

He rarely got days off, so when he did, he went to her house. He claimed it was because he was sick of seeing his members all the time and wanted to see different people. She knew that was a lie but she would only smile at him every time he said it.

In front of her house was a black car that she had become used too by the amount of times chenle had made his manager come and pick her up, just to take her somewhere where they won’t be caught by the public - which wasn’t many places.

She got into the car and soon as chenle got into the seat next to hers, the driver was already going before Chenle could tell him. Almost like this was pre-planned.

She tilted her head and looked at him with a smirk, “I know you love me, but you didn’t have to plan a date like this.

“What?” He says with a laugh, looking at her like she just said the most outrageous thing ever. She giggled and looked away, ignoring how she could still feel his gaze on her.

She slipped her airpods in her ears and drowned out everything else, just simply staring out the window and enjoying the music. She was half-surprised that Chenle didn’t tap her multiple times just to talk to her or to show her something on his phone.

The car came to a stop and suddenly she was pulled back to reality when Chenle was tapping her leg. She pulled her airpods out of her ear and looked at him as he just looked at her, as if he was waiting for her to say something.

“What are you looking at?”

Chenle scoffs and sits back into his seat, crossing his arms over his stomach. “You were staring out the window the whole time and didn’t even notice where we are?”

She looks out the window again and examines the area for a bit. A gasp falls from her when she recognises a store she knew all too well. She whips her head to face him with a bright smile, a smile that immediately appeared on his face as well.

“you’re kidding? you seriously brought me here? why? out of no where?”

Her questions were shushed when he opened the door and closed it behind him. She rushed to undo her seatbelt and exit the car as well, but before she could open the door herself, it was already opening.

He stood on the other side of it, smiling happily at her. “I figured we both needed a break from life, and what better place than our favourite spot from when we were teenagers.”

It was a small convenience store that she recognised, but the entire small neighbourhood was filled with memories from her teenage years. Specifically, memories with him.

Even when they were young teenagers, he still went and saw her every time he could escape his schedules, or if not his schedules than he was escaping his members. She used to live in this neighbourhood, and it just so happened to be close to a filming location where NCT DREAM filmed a few years ago. They met in the small grocery store when he went to get some food.

She remembers it vividly. How they kept walking to the same parts of the store and how she tried her hardest to avoid him so he didn’t get weirded out. It was going well until her friends little sister ran into the store and started bothering Chenle, asking him where her favourite chocolate was.

Chenle looked around, half concerned and half confused, until he laid his eyes on an embarrassed teenager rushing over to collect the child. Chenle couldn’t help but laugh before he shyly started a conversation with the young girl and the embarrassed teen behind the child.

That was years ago. How they got close felt like a blur, they instantly clicked as though they were perfect for each other.

In the recent years, it was too risky to go anywhere as public as this. He usually just took her places that was completely empty, or they went out late at night. But this was a pretty public area, and it wasn’t late yet.

The only thing covering his appearance was a simply hat on his head and a hoodie he had pulled over the hat. He closed the door to the car once she got out and begun walking in the direction of where she knew was a lake.

“we used to always go here.” She reminisced, shoving her hands into her pockets.

“i remember us racing around the lake, making bets on who was the fastest.” Chenle said, smiling at the memory.

As they walked through the grass to get to the walking trail near the lake, she started to grow nervous. For two different reasons. The idea of being caught and exposed, and also nervous for what he had in store for her. They came here so randomly.

They didn’t say much, another weird thing to her. Usually he was telling her about how he had been lately, or just in general talking about something. But he stayed silent, his hands stuffed into his pockets as they walked side by side on the walking trail.

The whole time on the trail was like this. A calm silence over them like a blanket, but she felt like something was wrong with him. She kept glancing up at him, expecting him to say something or even to just tease her, but nothing was said. She observed how he was biting his lip and how he was staring at the ground like he was deep in thought.

They had been walking around the lake for a while, getting closer to the end of the trail. Before she could say anything to ask about his behaviour his hand sneaked up and placed itself on her waist, gently pulling her closer to his body. She looked away as her cheeks flushed pink.

He is probably cold, that’s why he did it.

In the distance she heard a voice. She snapped her head in the direction, hearing that the voice was followed by laughter of another voice.

“We aren’t being followed, don’t worry.” He says in a quiet voice. His thumb begun to gently caress her waist.

“What happens if we get caught?” She asked, turning to face him. He smiles as he flicks his gaze between her eyes and lips, “if we are caught, then we run.”

She hums and tries to distract herself from the nervous ideas running through her head. Chenle looked ahead and begun to walk faster, pulling her along with him. He stopped walking when they got to a spot when the tree was hanging over the path and practically hid them.

He let go of her waist and leaned against the tree. He closed his eyes and sighed, a small smile grazing his lips.

“What’s with you today?”

He peeked one open, finding her standing right in front of him, looking at him with soft concerned eyes. He uses his foot to push him off the tree and lean in towards her. Merely centimetres apart from her, he speaks up in a quiet voice.

“I’m just nervous.”

She raises an eyebrow, titling her head slightly at him. “Nervous of what?”

“Maybe I’m just nervous because I like you. Or maybe I’m nervous because I want to kiss you. It could be either of those reasons.” He said casually as though he really didn’t know which one he was truely nervous about.

Her jaw drops slightly as she stares at him with wide eyes. She knew she liked him, ever since they first became good friends. All these years she ignored the feelings. In fear of rejection, in fear of knowing the friendship might end, in fear of being caught by the public. So many worries but they all disappeared when she heard his words.

He liked her.

“Speaking of that…” He says, raising his hand up to brush some hair off her face and behind her ear, “can I kiss you?”

In a rush, she nods her head. Chenle grins and cups the side of face, leaning in closer to press their lips together. Her hands grabbed his wrists, holding them as he continuously kissed her lips slowly.

Her heart was beating erratically, and she swore she could feel his own heart doing the same when her hand let go of his wrist and went to his chest.

When he pulled back and looked at her, the blush that covered both of their faces was incredibly evident. She giggles and drops her head shyly. He leans forward again and kissing her forehead, the kiss lingering for a moment.

“What I’m about to say might make you cringe but-“ He was cut off by her groan of complaint.

“Don’t say it then.” He laughs as she still didn’t look up at him. His hand lifted up under her chin and slowly had her looking up at him.

“No matter what, it will always be you.”

“Not even your fans?” She asks jokingly with a teasing smile. He had told her in the past a similar sentence. That he would always be there for her, he would always find a way to go see her.

Chenle shakes his head to this though, with serious glimmer in his eyes, “Only you.”