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thank u for all ur hardwork, ur writing is great!! can u write where u get hurt in a fight and the dreamies are the ones taking care of u after please?

they take care of you after you got into a fight

bf!nct dream

a/n ; I feel like for some of them I went more into detail of how you tell them you got into a fight… but there is still the caring aspect! went off track but never the less i hope this is somewhat what you wanted <3

mark

you had promised mark you would meet him at the cafe, so despite everything, you did. you approached him with a bandaged hand and walking at a rather slow pace. he was confused by this, since you were perfectly fine last night when he saw you. he decided to meet you half way, bringing you to a stop in the middle of the cafe.

“hey, what’s wrong?”

“kinda… got hurt.” you say, figuring maybe it wasn’t a good idea to tell him that you got into a fight.

his eyebrows knitted together but he accepted that maybe you just fell or something.

but as you two sit in the corner of the cafe slowly sipping your drinks that mark had ordered prior to you arriving, you end up bringing up what happened.

“you know that… one boy who kept bothering me?” “yeah?” “yeah… I punched him.” “oka- wait what?!” man is shocked and all of the above.

“we got into a huge fight and I had to get pulled away because I was beating his ass up.” you smiled but mark just stared at you.

“are you okay?”

“yeah I think so, just a couple bad bruises and sore knuckles but I think that’s it. I’m okay.”

“dude… you should’ve called me. I know you can handle it by yourself and you did but when you got pulled away I would’ve jumped in and continued!”

you both leave the cafe after finishing your drinks and he takes you back to his place and makes you sit on the couch with an ice pack on your knuckles as he inspects every injury you gathered, cleaning any injuries that could be dirty / open wounds like cuts.

renjun

he was against physically fighting, but this time, he wasn’t. this one girl had been awful to you practically all year long. she shoved you around and spoke horribly about you.

so when you facetimed him out of nowhere, with a bloody lip and a bright smile, he knew what happened.

“did you get her ass?”

“I GOT HER SOOO GOOD! but I have a few cuts from falling over, can we meet up?”

he was instantly on his way, stopping by a store to get some bandaids.

once he was in your apartment he was looking around all over for you until he got to the bathroom where he saw you sitting on the counter, swinging your legs as you looked at him. he laughed and placed the bandaids down, grabbing a fresh cloth to clean your wounds for you.

you go into detail about the whole story, explaining how she started it and for once you didn’t back down. even though renjun told you not to get into fights, he was rather proud of you for this one.

jeno

this man had been bothering you all evening as you and jeno were just trying to enjoy an evening with friends at the bar. the man touched your arm so you threw your elbow back into his stomach. jeno was shocked at fast this turned into a physical fight. he grabbed your waist and pulled you away from the angry man once he saw security coming.

“you should’ve let me-“ “I don’t want you going to jail, let’s go!” you both leave the bar and sit on the sidewalk. you examine your hands as they hurt pretty bad. jeno took your hands into his and looked at them, seeing that they were definitely going to start slowly bruising up and were currently really red.

he pressed kisses onto your knuckles and held your hand gently in his as he kept walking, planning to take you back home to put an ice pack on your knuckles.

“I’m glad you’re okay, I never knew you could fight like that baby.”

“yeah, so don’t make me mad jeno.”

he laughed at you, leaning into to kiss your head, “you would never.”

haechan

he was the one filming actually. the fight was one of those fights where it was just building up over the course of a few days until it finally burst and someone throws a punch.

at first you were shocked, but instantly you started fighting back. haechan whips out his camera, wanting to film this so you can see it later.

though once the fight ended and you were back at home haechan completely switched on you and he picked you up and sit you down on the counter. “don’t get into unnecessary fights.” “haechan you literally were filming it.” “yes I was but still don’t get into fights like that, because now look! my baby is hurt.”

he takes a while to help you clean your wounds and bandage them because he keeps giving you kisses and ‘scolding’ you.

“I’m proud baby, you fight really well.” he says making you laugh at how quick his opinion is changing.

jaemin

as you walked into the room, hiding your hands in your pockets and with your face down, he was immediately eyeing you. “what’s wrong?” he asks as he sits up straight and spins in his chair to face you completely. you’re at the closet, grabbing some clothes to change into.

“nothing, I’m going to shower.”

he gets up from his chair and approaches you, standing in front you. you didn’t look at him, still trying to avoid him seeing your face which had a bruise and a cut from the girls ring.

he placed his fingers on your chin and lifted it up, and at this point you figured you might as well just let him see it.

he gasped aloud, his eyes widening as he quickly grabbed your hand and took you to the bathroom.

“ow.. my hand jaemin.” he left go as soon as you said that and looked at your hand.

“oh my god…” he muttered under his breath as he looked at the red bruising knuckles. “what happened?”

“I got into a fight… she’s looking worse than me right now!”

“not something to be happy about.” he said, looking at you with a stern glare. you sat on the edge of the bathtub as he cleaned your wounds for you and out bandaids on them.

he holds your face in between his hands and presses a kiss to your forehead. “don’t get into fights, love.”

“I’ll try not too… but trust me she deserved it.” he could only roll his eyes with a scoff at that.

chenle

you walked into his apartment, dressed completely different to how you left his apartment earlier that morning.

“you changed? why?”

“oh… my pants got dirty so I went home before coming here.”

you catch his eyes briefly as you walk past and instantly knew he would pick up that something was wrong very quickly.

you came back over to his to watch a movie together since you had planned this last night and had no legit reason to cancel, you couldn’t just not show up.

you also didn’t want to tell him you got into a physical fight with someone and how your stomach hurt really bad and your knees still hurt from when you had fallen over.

“what’s wrong?” he asks about the minutes into the movie.

“what?”

“you’re holding your stomach.. did you eat something bad?”

“oh- uh yeah.”

he glares his eyes at you, not believing a word coming from your mouth.

“don’t lie what happened?”

he is sitting next to you on the couch, the movie long forgotten as you eventually confess about the physical fight.

chenle insists on seeing all your wounds, he insists that he checks your whole body and helps apply any needed treatment onto them for you. he gives you panadol and pulls you into his arms when you’re back seated onto the couch. his hands playing with your hair, “just tell me next time, I’ll go help you immediately.”

jisung

you walked into his apartment fuming with anger. “park jisung you won’t BELIEVE!!! what happened!”

he is up on his feet rushing to where you were standing. he eyes you up and down, red and beaten up hand, knees dirty and bleeding from cuts grazes and tear stained cheeks from obvious crying.

“oh my god come with me.”

he is scared to touch you in any way incase you’re injured there, so he just gestures you to the bathroom as you stomp your way over. you sit on the edge of the bathtub as he pulls out his little kit of bandaids. he grabs a clean cloth and drenches it in water as he listens to your crazed rants.

“she said that to me! right to my face! I’m surprised I didn’t punch her right then and there honestly.” 
he is nodding and humming in agreement with your words as you gradually lose the anger and get more upset over the situation.

he finishes helping you clean up and puts bandaids on you where needed and looks up at your face. you’re just silently watching him, tears in your eyes.

he pulls you into a hug, still being extremely careful with your body since you haven’t told him where you got hurt except for the obvious visible injuries. he might cry a little with you if you break down crying. just seeing you upset upsets him! especially if you’re hurt.

Wait can you do when dreamies we’re about to kiss you BUT when they were about to you SMELL a hint of cigarette and refused to 💋because you didn’t like them 🚬 and they convince you they won’t 🚬 that ever again if you give them their 💋💋 something about nct smoking is giving me 🦋🦋🦋🦋

I love youuuuuuuuuu 🫶🫶

you refuse to kiss them since they smell like smoke

bf!nct dream

a/n ; this is such funny timing considering haechan just got caught for vaping LMAO

mark

it had been a while since you saw your boyfriend and you both wanted nothing more than to share a loving kiss and spend time together. until you smelt the smoke.

“really mark..” He is a little confused at first but then when you held your nose as a bit of a joke he realised. he laughed and apologised, saying he will go get some gum and brush his teeth as soon as possible but you’re shaking your head,

“until you give up smoking you won’t get a kiss.”

“oh!”

he ends up getting a kiss once he has some gum and a fresher breath, he claims the kiss is motivation to stop.

renjun

you were beyond excited to see your boyfriend after so long and give him hundreds of kisses, but when you did see him and pulled him into a tight hug, leaning back and about to kiss him, you smelt the smoke.

“renjun… the smoke smells..”

he reaches into his pocket and grabs a piece of gum, putting it into his mouth and immediately chewing it quickly to get rid of the smell.

he kisses you before you can move away but when he breaks the kiss you’re glaring at him. “when you stop smoking, then I’ll kiss you.” And you walk away from him.

“babe-You’re kidding?! right?! I’LL STOP! BABE COME BACK!”

jeno

you two were hugging outside when you caught a smell of his jacket. it smelt like cigarettes but you didn’t know if he smoked it or not. before you could ask, he was kissing your face. he definitely smoked.

“jeno..” He hummed in response, pulling back to look at your face. “I won’t kiss you unless you stop smoking.”

his smile drops a bit. he was a little confused but then figured you probably smelt it. “I can’t just… stop instantly. it’s an addiction.”

“promise me that you’ll try to stop?” he does agree to that. you pull out a piece of gum and give to him, “eat this and then I’ll kiss you.” he laughs and does as you say.

haechan

he came up to you, lips puckered and all, only to get pushed away.

“I am NOT kissing you when you smell like cigarettes.” “babe-“

“in fact I won’t kiss you at all until you stop smoking.” “baby… seriously..?”

over the next few days, he is trying every method to stop smelling like cigarettes. showering before he goes to see you, brushing his teeth immediately after smoking, chewing a LOT of gum. but you still somehow know.

he is dying to get a damn kiss so he does stop smoking cigarettes. he vapes instead. you’re against it, but at least he doesn’t smell as bad anymore. so he gets his kiss.

jaemin

you didn’t even know he smoked until you caught him outside one time smoking with his friends. since that moment, you refused to kiss him until he promised not to smoke again.

“baby, seriously?”

“I’m serious, it smells horrible and it’s bad for your health.”

he instantly tries to promise you but you weren’t buying it, you knew he wasn’t being sincere and he just wanted a kiss. a few days later he comes up to you, “I won’t smoke anymore.”

“really?”

“I really won’t and if I do I’ll tell you and you can give me a kissing ban.”

“You’re only quitting because of a kissing ban…?” “yeah.” he deadpans.

…. At least he quit I guess?

chenle

“god chenle, why do you keep smoking.”

you hated that he smoked and despite the fact that you never outright told him to stop, you made it very clear you hated him smoking.

but it wasn’t until you refused to kiss him that he realised you reallyyyy hated it.

“what can I do to get you kiss me?”

“go brush your teeth and also stop smoking.”

he goes and brushes his teeth, reflecting on his smoking habit as he did so. he didn’t even like the taste all that much it was more so just a habit he unfortunately gained.

he comes back to you with a fresh breath, pressing multiple kisses to your lips.

“I’ll stop baby, I’ll try to stop.”

jisung

he pulled you into a hug, kissing your forehead before trying to kiss your lips. you back away immediately.

“jisung… you reek of cigarettes. I am not kissing you.”

he pouts, repeatedly saying “just one. just one kiss.” but you keep denying him.

he ventures off to find some gum and comes back with two pieces of gum in his mouth, actively chewing them.

“now?” he asks

“jisung.. why don’t you just stop smoking…”

he is quiet for a bit, before nodding, “okay i’ll try to stop. but do I get a kiss?”

classmate!chenle to lovers

classmates to friends to lovers

Can I request nct dream reaction to reader calling them their husband?💕 but they aren’t married

when you called them your husband but you aren’t married

fiancé!nct dream

reader is referred to as wife in jaemin’s.

mark

“hey husband! do your job right!”

you were only messing with him, but god did he love it. he is looking at you with wide eyes. he was just trying to help cook food with your mother as the rest of your family was all waiting at the table.

everyone laughed at your words but mark is biting his lip to try and NOT blush even more. you notice it and when everyone looked away, you gave him a peck on the cheek. he looks at you, eyes filled with love for you. his puckers his lips for you and you giggle, giving him a short but sweet kiss.

renjun

you sent him a text, a sweet little “quit being mean and get me an ice cream too! you’re meant to be my husband.”

he is willing to buy you the whole ice cream shop for you the second he read that message. he is all smiles the whole way home, even as he opens the door and sees you glaring in his direction, waiting for the ice cream. he holds out the ice cream and refuses to give it to you.

“call me husband again and I’ll give you it.”

jeno

he opened the jar for you, all the while you held his biceps and looked up at him with a dreamy look making him laugh at you for the silly act.

“thank you my sweet husband.” you say letting go of him and continuing on with the cooking. he steps back and is smiling at the back of your head, feeling all giddy just from hearing you say that. he wraps his arms around your waist and back hugs you, pressing himself against you and resting his chin on your shoulder, his smile never leaving his face.

haechan

“this is my husband, haechan.”

his is screaming inside. eyes wide for a split second before he is quickly putting an arm around your waist to try and compose himself and he greets your friend who you hadn’t seen since high school. he is one hundred percent blushing and you don’t even notice his reaction.

when you two are walking away, he presses a kiss to your cheek “I didn’t realise we already got married?” he teased, making you realise what you said and blush at the remark.


jaemin

he was taking photos of the scenery when he heard you from behind him, talking to someone who had asked you what he was doing. “my husband takes really good photos so he is opening an exhibition. he is just gathering extra photos.”

he isn’t able to focus for the next few minutes, too busy giggling and smiling to himself. he packs up his camera and equipment, making his way back to you with the grin still placed across his face.

he pulls you into his arms for a brief hug before you two walk off to the next location. It’s silent for a bit before he says, “I want to take photos of my beautiful wife next, you’re a perfect model.” he says it so casually just as you did, you almost missed it.

chenle

“-and chenle, he is my husband.”

that’s all he paid attention too and that’s all he needed to hear. he immediately hung up the phone call he was having with jisung and looked your way. he doubts you even realised what you said because you’re acting so causal. normally you would’ve looked his way with a teasing grin. the thought of you actually considering him your husband already has him feeling even more giddy.

when you walk up to him after realising he was staring at you, he grabs your waist and pulls you close to him, placing kisses on your lips.

“I’m your husband, huh?” he teased.

jisung

he was SHOCKED. like he knows that you already have the wedding booked and everything was planned out. BUT WOAH! he is so happy that you’re just as excited to get married as he is, so excited that you’re already referring to him as your husband. he approaches you and drapes his arms over your shoulders, pressing a kiss to your head as you try to look back at him.

“you should keep calling me husband, I like it.” “what do you call me then?” “love, my everything, sweetheart-“ the list goes on, he is saying everything that comes to mind.

when they reject your offer for movie night so you do it with wayv instead

friendgroup!nctdream

this was requested! it was requested along with another idea which I’m still considering on doing, not sure if I have enough ideas for it but we will see!!

hii oomf 🗣️🗣️💕. i lauvv your texts !! could i request a bsf!dreamies when reader goes out with another member but they like her ><. and then they both confess bcus wow who would’ve imagined!!! thank yew<3

bsf!dreamies confessing out of jealousy

hiii oomf! sooo some of them aren’t the ones confessing… I kind of did everyone differently otherwise they would be toooo similar sauurrrr <3 hope you like it either way

mark

renjun

jeno

haechan

jaemin + chenle + jisung

friend group!nct dream texts

I think you guys like these, and I also like making them, so winwin situation <3

hi could i request a fluffy scenario for nct dream where they like it when their s/o scratches their back?

reaction to you scratching their back

bf!nct dream

mark

you saw him sitting on the edge of the bed, shirtless as he looks at his phone. you climb onto the bed behind him. you sit behind him and the two of you converse in a simple conversation - “what do you want to eat?” “anything” - your hands make their way up to his back, scratching into him gently. he leans his head back a bit, groaning at the action. he loves it. “yo babe can you massage me please? I’ll give you one back.” whether you suck at massages or not he is appreciative and will give you one as well.


renjun

you had awoken in the middle of the night, interrupted by renjun getting a call. he answered the call and spoke in quiet whispers, trying to not wake you up - even though the ringing had already woken you up. he hung up the call, trying to quietly place the phone back down on the bed side table. he was surprised when he felt your hands on his back, scratching him in a gentle manner. “who was it?” “haechan called me by accident.” “oh.. so that’s why you say ‘fuck off’?” he smiles and pulls you into his arms to fall asleep again.


jeno

his day was awful. not that anything bad happened, but it was just a plain old boring day and there hadn’t been a necessarily good thing to happen. he sat down on the couch beside you. you immediately make your way behind him squeezing yourself between the couch and his body just so you can scratch his back in a gentle manner as he talks about his day. he finds it comforting, your hands on his back. you stay like this for a while, switching between scratching, massaging and gentle in general rubbing his back. he finds himself calmed down after this and is in a better mood thanks to you. even better mood if you gave him a few kisses.

haechan

the morning sun was pouring into the room, bringing you out of your slumber. you turned over and see haechan still peacefully asleep, yet to be disturbed by the sun. you check the time quickly and realise that it was almost lunch time. you put your phone back down and turn over to tap him. he shuffled around a bit, facing his back to you as his mumbled incoherent words. you placed your hands on his back, scratching him as you tell him to wake up. “huh… that’s feels nice.” he enjoys it THOROUGHLY! he loves the affection even if it’s scratching. he offers to scratch your back for you if you let stay in bed for a little while longer.

jaemin

it was 2am, both of you were tired but too hungry to sleep peacefully, so here you were, standing beside him while he cooked. you were both just staring at the food in silence as you waited for it to cook. you brought your hand up to his back, scratching it to try and cure your boredom. he turns his head towards you, a tired smile formed across his face. he turned his back to you, allowing you to just scratch his back.

- results in you two acting weirdly and referencing the cats (meowing at each other) but at least you were having fun? 🤷‍♀️


chenle

he was leaving to go to schedule in a few minutes, so he decided to give you a quick hug beforehand. he didn’t expect you to start scratching at his back as you complain about how you didn’t want him to go. he giggles at you, and copies you exactly. scratching your back as he tells you he has to go. you both get a bit aggressive with the scratching, until someone says “ow” and then you both stop, hug normally, kiss and part ways.

jisung

you were bored out of your mind, and with your boyfriend standing there brushing his teeth, you figured you could just annoy him. you scratch at his back, finding it rather fun to do, you didn’t expect him to enjoy it as well though. he leaned into your hand, making you giggle and he momentarily stopped brushing his teeth just to enjoy the scratching. you tease him for it which makes him a bit shy but he claims it really does feel good. he scratches your back to prove a point and yeah.. maybe it does feel good, but you keep teasing him for it.

BOYFRIEND HEADCANONS OF DREAMIES 🙏🙏🙏 it can be 0T7 or just chenle!! (maybe jeno). please make it delicious thanks wookie. i hope you're doing well with everything.

nct dream boyfriend headcannons

a/n : Hii, I’m doing well other than the fact that school is after me. I’m sorry this took so long for me to do :( enjoy the silly little headcannons :D

mark

there was snowman, sitting perfectly made and constructed on a ledge, and along with marks enthusiasm, created the perfect spot to take photos together. you and mark had just finished dinner and decided to go for a walk, just to enjoy each others company a little more in this cool environment and to talk about what’s been on your mind. the two of you start doing silly little poses for your camera, blowing snow at each other and getting amazing shots of the snow in action. it wasn’t until you tried to go up closer to the snowman that you realised - oh it’s slippery. very slippery. you fell over, kicking into mark by accident making him falling over as well. people walked past, laughing at the two of you as you both practically screamed out your own laughters. and oh? you accidentally recorded the whole thing? even better.


renjun

you loved going to the photo booths with your friends, so when your boyfriend wanted to take you to one during a day out you agreed in an instant. before it started you took a seat, looking into the camera and fixing your hair to fix it up. renjun watched you in awe, simply admiring you. when it started you led the way, telling him how to pose quickly before the photo was taken each time. you got the cute set of photos but renjun wanted another set, this time without any accessories. you agree, placing the accessories back and joining him in the photo booth. you are all over each other in the best possible way in this set of photos. hugs, loving stares, kisses, brightest and most genuine smiles. he loved you more than you could ever guess.

jeno

“it was just a joke” you scream, running down the road towards the playground. jeno was hot on your tail, having the time of his lip chasing after you as you fear for what he will do what he catches you - hug you to death? who knows. despite the playground clearly not being for people above the age of ten, you were running up those stairs and sprinting towards the slide. he was below the slide, simply waiting for you to slide down.

“Leave me alone you psycho”

“take it back and it’s all okay”

“okay…. um…”

“you can’t even be genuine” he cried out before making his way up the slide. you wanted to laugh at the silly action but you chose to run instead, giggling as you jumped off the playground. however, you failed to notice that jeno was already back on the ground.

he wraps his arms tightly around you, squeezing you against him as you giggle and push at him to get free.

“apologise.” “no.” he kisses your lips and then looks at your with a forced angry expression. “apologise now.” “another kiss and then maybe.”

haechan

you were exhausted at this point. It was 4 am and this trip was supposed to be a time to rest. but instead haechan had you at the karaoke room making you sing all the songs possible together. you weren’t expecting him to go on for this long, usually it was only a couple of songs before he got sick of the karaoke, but tonight he just kept making you both sing.

you were sure your voices were giving out, you were out of breath from the failed rap attempts and you had somehow made a choreography to a song that he sung twice in a row.

“babe, I need a break please.” you huffed out, placing a microphone down and breathing out heavily.

he sat down beside you, also breathing heavily. he looked at you for a full minute. just looking as you breathed and tried to ignore his stare. he then brought his hand up to your chin and turned your face to look at him, moving forward to place a gentle kiss on your lips and then pulling away.

“let’s go back and sleep, I’m exhausted.”

jaemin

you laid in bed, unable to sleep from the pure excitement of what jaemin had planned for you tomorrow. he had booked a hotel in another city and brought the flight tickets. this was to the exact city you had wanted to visit for ages. you needed to wake up in a few hours for the airport, but you just couldn’t fall asleep. jaemin woke up due to your constant moving around.

“why are you awake?” “I’m too excited I can’t sleep..”

it brought a smile to his face, but he knew you would really need to sleep at least a little bit now.

he pulled you towards him, wrapping his arms around you and bringing your face towards his neck. you inhaled his scent and tried to relax yourself. “try to sleep, you will regret it if you don’t.”

“I am trying.” you said trying to move back and look at him but he kept your head there, not letting you move. “go to sleep.” he said, half asleep himself. you did fall asleep shortly after, thanks to his comforting hold on you.

chenle

you wanted to be FREE. he was feeling like a menace. he was cuddled up to your arm, not letting go of it for the past hour. you tried to free yourself multiple times but it didn’t work. he kept finding excuses to bother you. it was all because he liked your reactions. you scoffed and laughed in annoyance at his behaviour and that was enough to make him laugh at you and continue. it wasn’t until you started actually trying to free yourself from his grip that you both ended literally wrestling each other.

you were sat on the couch, chenle clinging onto you with his arms wrapped around one of your arms and his leg placed on top of you. he laughed at your expression, not caring that you were annoyed.

“It’s not like you are doing anything important.” he claimed, and you just closed your eyes and leaned your head back.

“why are you doing this?”

“honest answer or the lie.” “honest.” you say with a sigh.

“haechan bet me that I wouldn’t be able to stick to you for one hour straight and I said I could do two hours.”

“lele… it’s been like almost three hours now.”

“he will triple the money if I make it to three hours baby please just 20 more minutes.”

“spilt the money and sure.”

“the money is all yours baby. I’m doing this to prove a point.”

jisung

you and Jisung were growing impatient with the food. It was in the oven, cooking away, but you wanted it now. you stood in the kitchen, tapping your feet on the ground and fingers on the counter, creating a beat by pure accident. Jisung noticed the beat and started dancing to it, not seriously of course but just a silly little dance move for pure entertainment. you giggled and stopped the beat and he whined at you.

“aye keep the beat going.”

“I’ll get the kitchen beat going hold on.”

the pots and pants and spoons all came out and before you knew it, you and jisung were a two person band creating the worst music alive with the goofiest dances possible BUT you were having fun. so much fun that time just went on and on until you realised oh shit the food will be ready and turns out you almost burnt the food. it’s just a little bit extra crispy.

there for you

best friend!chenle, friends to lovers.

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the thunder crackled in the sky seconds after a bright flash occurred right outside your window. you glanced towards where the window was open, just in time to see that the heavy rain pour was starting to hit directly into the window. you quickly got to your feet and rushed to shut the window.

you and chenle had spent the past hour or so sat on your bed, on your phones just enjoying each others company before he left to go back home. except, now that there was heavy rain, you weren’t so sure he was leaving.

you turned back around to look at him, his eyes meeting yours as he opens his mouth to speak.

“should I leave now before it gets worse?” he asks, getting off your bed and making his way to the window to judge for himself.

“is it even safe to drive in this weather… especially at night.”

you wondered aloud. chenle hummed, raising his phone up to check what the weather was going to be like for the rest of the night.

after a moment of silence, save for the rain on the window, chenle scoffed and looked at you with a smirk.

“soooo where am I sleeping tonight? your bed?”

“… really?”

he turned his phone around, showing you that the weather was going to be storming like this until four am.

The lightening flashed outside, followed closely by the crackling thunder that made you jump closer to chenle making him giggle at your reaction.

you hated storms, but you never told people that. not even one of your best friend’s, chenle. which is why you liked to be alone at home when they happened. you could be scared of them without anyone laughing at you every single time you jumped at the sound of the thunder.

but now, chenle would spend the night and witness your fear first hand.

“I don’t have a spare bed but I have a couch.” you say with a sigh, leading him out to the lounge room where you would end up turning the couch into a bed for the night.

★

you laid in your bed, staring at the ceiling in hopes that eventually the fear will subside enough for you to fall asleep, but with each shock of thunder had you feeling more awake than ever. you did not want to cry, but the tears had gathered up before you could even try to stop them.

you sat up, letting the blankets fall off you as you sobbed into the quiet night. you wiped your tears and kicked your legs off the bed, getting to your feet and walking out of the room.

you walked as quietly as you could towards the kitchen, wanting to grab a glass of water in hopes of calming down. as you filled a glass of water up, thunder struck again, making you sob out a little as you jumped. you squeezed your eyes shut and gulped down the glass of water, trying to keep yourself calm.

but suddenly chenle was next to you.

you gasp in surprise by his sudden appearance, choking on your water in the process. he laughs a little at your reaction, raising his hand to pat your back. you lean over the counter and close your eyes as you stop coughing. silence fills the room as another struck of thunder hits and you jump at the sound.

“you’re scared of thunder?”

you stay silent as you place the cup back down on the counter and turn to walk to your room. “hey, why’d you ignore me?” you hear him question after you.

“you’ll just make fun of me.”

“I’m not though?” you turn around at the door to your bedroom, chenle centimetres away from you because of your sudden stop.

“then yes, chenle, I’m scared.”

“and you never told me? I’m a horrible best friend.” he said, gently pushing your shoulder to walk backwards into your room. you stumbled backwards, chenle walking in and closing the door behind him.

“what are you doing?” you mutter, watching as he walks to the bed and flips the blankets back to get under them.

“I’m sleeping in your bed, the couch is uncomfortable and you need clearly comforting.”

you were never the one to cuddle your friends, and you don’t think in your years of being best friends with chenle have the two of you hugged more than maybe once a year.

but with the opportunity for comfort right there, you found yourself making your way to your bed. the room was dimly lit, enough for you to make out what a majority of things are. you get into the bed, laying down next to chenle. he pulled the blankets over you, looking down at you with a smile.

“don’t look at me like that.”

“why? I’m not allowed to be happy?”

“why are you happy?”

you felt his arms immediately wrap themselves around your body, pulling you flush around his body, bringing your faces closer together than they have ever been before.

“because I can cuddle you.”

you scoff at his words and look away from his face. you rest your head against the pillows, trying to relax enough to get tired at least but sleep was not going to come to you easily.

you shuffle down bed a bit, just enough so you could rest your face in chenle’s neck. you felt the boy smile against your head, his arms tightening around you.

“I’m surprised you didn’t laugh at me, lele.”

“why would I laugh at you?”

“because it’s a silly fear-“ a crack of lightening struck the ground, the rumbling following a second after left you gripping his shirt. the tears began to well up again.

“it’s okay.” he whispered quietly, rubbing your back. you sob out, clinging to his shirt tighter.

you weren’t sure why you were crying still. maybe it was one of those moments where once the tears start, suddenly you’re crying about everything.

but then you felt a soft kiss placed on the top of your head. the tears slowly come to a stop, with confusion filling your mind instead.

you pull your head back just enough to look at chenles face, only to see a playful smirk across his face. of course he was enjoying this.

the room lit up, and suddenly chenle was leaning forward and pressing his lips to your forward. confusion filled your mind, so much that you didn’t even react to the sound of thunder. you stared at chenle, butterflies fluttering in your stomach as he opened his eyes and met your gaze.

“you didn’t react.”

“huh?”

“when I kiss you, you don’t react to the thunder.”

“oh so are you going to kiss me every time there is thunder?”

“yeah, I will until you’re asleep.”

lightening flashed into the room and chenle pressed his lips to your forehead again, letting his lips linger for a second before pulling back. once again, you didn’t react. instead you were realising something.

was chenle always this attractive? did his lips always look so… nice? did he always look at you with so much love? did you always look at him with so much love? wait.. did you even like chenle like that? you never thought-

chenle’s lips were placed onto your nose this time, making you all too aware of this situation once again.

“you’re cute.”

“..thanks…” you mumble, shuffling back up the bed and leaning your head back onto the pillow.

“so if I were to kiss your lips… how are we feeling about that?”

“huh?” you say all too quickly. he smiles, looking down at your lips.

“I’m asking if I can kiss you.”

with the wind rattling the window and the heavy rain still pouring down, you stared straight into chenles eyes with blinking once.

did he like me? why would he want to kiss me? oh my god my best friend wants to kiss me.

the lightening flashes into the room, and chenle leaned in closer. without thinking too much more, you kissed him first.

your cheeks heat up and the butterflies flew around your whole body now. you were sure that if you were to check your heart rate, it would be through the roof right now.

you pulled away and opened your eyes, meeting chenles just as equally shy expression. you hadn’t seen him like this before. his cheeks red, his breathing shaky and his lips with a shy smile across them.

“you know….” he paused, looking away from your eyes as he bit his lip. “I actually like you a lot.”

you felt like everything else just stopped. lightening and thunder no longer an issue. the horrible lighting was now a bonus to the situation because you honestly weren’t sure if you could look at him properly. your heart beat was going through the roof and you could swear he would be able to feel it from how close you two were.

“I… like you too.” you whisper out. it felt surreal. you went from feeling terrified because of the lightening to confessing your feelings to your best friend.

he giggled, leaning in again to kiss your lips gently. you kissed him back, pulling him closer to you by his shirt. you pulled away, a smile stretching on your face.

“so does this mean I’m your boyfriend and I get to spend the night here more often?” he said, running his hand up and down your side.

“yeah.. you’re my boyfriend. but damn stay at your own house sometimes.”

can i request a dreamies reaction to their s/o doing that tiktok trend on them where the gf/wife sprays smth and gets their bf/husband to smell it then they kiss them when the bf/husband leans and tries to smell gshdjghdjs thought could be cute

“smell my shirt” *kiss* reaction

// you ask them to smell your shirt only to kiss them

mark

“mark, smell my shirt.”

he doesn’t really think about it, he just does it. he leans down and sniffs your shirt. when he feels your lips on his head, he is confused. he stands up straight and has a shy smile across his lips. “what was that for?” “you’re cute.” “what?” he laughs out. he is so caught off guard he momentarily forgets about you asking him to smell your shirt.

renjun

you told him you tried a new perfume on, he is walking across the room to smell it. he smells your shirt since it’s near when you usually spray the perfume. you quickly put your lips to his head before he can say anything about the new perfume. he stands up straight while chuckling under his breath. “it smells nice.” he says, leaning in to kiss your forehead.

jeno

you told jeno you had a new perfume and that you didn’t know if you liked it or not. he leaned in instantly to smell it. he took a bit sniff, and as he did you kissed his head. he snorts at the action and leans in closer to your neck to place a gentle kiss. he stand sup straight and looks into your eye, “I like the perfume.”

haechan

he instantly was smelling your neck when you said tried a new perfume on that day. he was almost too quick for you to give him the kiss, you kissed him just before he pulled away. “oh.” he says, shocked by the sudden kiss. he looks at you for a solid second before a grin appears on his face and he puckers his lips. “oh come on give me a proper one!”

jaemin

you were sitting together on the couch watching a movie when you told him to smell you. when he felt your lips on his head he instantly smiled. he sat up straight and smiled at you, “you’re cute.” he says as he brings his hand up to your face and pulls you towards him so he can kiss you. “you smell good too” he says just before kissing your lips.

chenle

you had been playing basketball with him when you suddenly remember you tried a new perfume on today. perfect for the prank. “lele can you smell me and tell me if the perfume stayed?” He is a little confused but sure why not. he walks over and leans down to smell your neck. you kiss his head and he physically pauses. he stands up straight and laughs when he sees you wiping your mouth in regret since he was indeed sweaty. “why’d you kiss me now? we are both so sweaty.” “it was supposed to be a silly prank but I regret it.” he is definitely trying to kiss you now and be in your personally space just because of your disgust.”

jisung

you asked him to smell your shirt with the excuse of “i think it smells weird.” when you pull your shirt forward just a bit for him to smell he does lean in, allowing you to kiss his forehead. he stays still for a few seconds longer than necessary. “it smells fine.” he says, standing up straight with a blush clear across his cheeks.

could you do one where reader reacts to their smoothie mv cuz i’m addicted fr

text reaction to smoothie MV

// bf!dreamies

Do you think we are about to make a terrible mistake? | Zhong Chenle

pairing: chenle x f.reader

genre: besties to lovers | smut +18 MDNI

summary: chenle has been away for a while and you miss your best friend-- however, everything changes when you realise you might actually love him more than a friend

wc: 2.2k

warnings: mentions and use of alcohol, anxiety, consensual sex, unprotected sex (pls no), oral sex (f. receiving), fingering, multiple orgasms-- lmk if I forgot anything

It’s 15 minutes past 11, where the fuck is he? 

You already texted him twice. You called. The party had already started and your friends wondered if you would make it. Hell, you were wondering if you should just go on your own. But no– you promised you would get there together for old-time’s sake. It’s been a little over a year since Chenle moved out of the country, your days of embracing nothingness together are gone, movie nights are just nostalgic memories, and maybe some words left unspoken. You missed your best friend dearly and even though you often called each other, it was not the same. Not at all. You missed more than his company. You missed his essence, aura, sparkly eyes, smile, and touch… 

Your heart suddenly ached. Were you truly in love or is it just the fact that this is the first time you will see him since he left? The thoughts that rudely invade your brain get interrupted by three loud knocks. Running to the door, you can feel the thundering beating of your heart ringing in your ears. 

“I know I’m late, I’m sorry…. Please don’t be upset–” 

You open the door abruptly and there he is. 

Zhong Chenle. 

Blue 3-piece suit. His hair graciously falls over his forehead, framing his beautiful face. He gives you the brightest of smiles, your heart skips a bit. 

“Don’t hate me. Come here!” he opens his arms to embrace you. 

“Shut up,” you throw your arms around him, and suddenly everything is fine. Time has not passed. 

His nose lowers to your head and he inhales your scent. This is home to him, he can’t believe he’s been away from you for so long. All he yearns is to keep you close, but doing so means having to accept the fact that he is irremediably in love with you. 

Smoke and bright lights danced around the place and the crowd made way for you and the man of the hour apparently. Everyone reaches out to Chenle. Hugs, high fives, praises, and kisses shower him. You can’t help but feel a tad bit jealous. This was supposed to be a fun night for you and your best friend… and your other friends as well. But Chenle is loved, popular, and missed, of course, people would be all over him. You feel silly for suggesting going to the party in the first place. 

You’re snapped back to reality when your body crashes into Chenle’s. His hand is possessively placed around your waist. Your audible gasp makes him laugh. 

“Where did your mind go, silly?” 

“Nowhere, I just wish we were somewhere else. This is not how I envisioned tonight, you know… after spending so much time apart,” you force a smile and feel his thumb caressing you softly. There was something up with him, but to your surprise, you couldn’t read him. 

Chenle closes the distance between you too. He's a little too close, his breath fanning on your face. Is he going to–

“Chenle!” 

Shiny hair, plump lips, white smile. Her manicured hand was already snaking its way to Chenle’s arm. She looks at you, scanning up and down as if she were trying to figure out who you are. 

“Oh, hey! Wh- what are you doing here?” Chenle replies. A kiss on her cheek makes your heart sink. 

Chenle’s eyes go from you to the girl and again to you. He is about to introduce you but you suddenly feel like your heart is going to burst out your chest, your palms are sweaty, your eyes getting watery and your ability to breathe fades as you try to fight the feeling. 

“I really need to go. Sorry– Nice to meet you,” you say politely. You try not to cry as you make your way out. Chenle watches as you leave, but he feels how his chest tightens more and more with each step you take away from him. 

After his third call, you get into the shower hoping that the pain would fade away with the hot water hitting your vulnerable skin. With tears streaming down your face and sobs that echo around your bathroom you finish your shower. You are too exhausted to do anything else but sleep, and your phone has long been forgotten in your purse. 

You think you just blinked but in reality, it is a little past 3 a.m. and the faintest sound coming from your door seems to wake you up. In a panic, you rush and open the door to find a sobering Chenle by your door. 

“...it was about fucking time you opened that door, silly, I’ve been knocking for hours I thought–” 

You cut him off, pulling him in. 

“Chenle what the fuck?” 

He smiles at your puzzled expression. His hair is a bit messy now, blue suit is wrinkled. You can’t help but wonder if anything happened with the girl in the club. 

“I’ve been waiting for hours… I followed you back here but you locked the door. I called you so many times… ” he frowns. 

You go to the kitchen and fetch him a water bottle. As he starts drinking it, you find his eyes searching yours…  Sparks. No. No. This is your best friend Chenle. Nothing can ever happen between you and your best friend. The one who taught you how to ride a bike, tie your shoelaces, and give the best hugs ever. 

“You look so pretty,” he finally says. 

“Drink your water, Chenle,” you sigh. 

“You do!” he insists. 

“Who has she?” and you can’t believe the words that leave your mouth. You weren’t supposed to ask. 

“We did a semester together abroad. She is a good classmate that’s all. I never meant to upset you– you are too important…” 

You weren’t sure where the conversation was going, but Chenle assumed he talked too much. He puts the water bottle down and makes his way to you. Now you find yourself between your best friend and your bedroom door. The hard wooden surface against your back reminds you that once you cross that threshold with him, your relationship will change forever. 

His hands touch your waist, not sure if he has permission to do so, but you welcome him as the drug you need. His lips inches from yours and you pray he will kiss you, but time stops. It’s really only you and him at last like you dreamt of so many restless nights. 

“I’ve been wanting to ask you something since the moment I came back…” 

“Yes?” your voice comes out as a breathless whisper. 

“Can I kiss you?” 

You can’t even wait to answer him when your lips are already on his. His tongue teases yours and your lips part. He tastes of expensive wine, lust, and love. Chenle moans into your mouth and that is it for you. You want every single inch of you to be consumed by him. You reach out to open the door to your room. 

“Please,” you ask. 

“How can I say no to you?” he smiles and kisses you once again. 

Each second you spend kissing him you feel your skin getting hotter, desire coursing through your veins making you dizzy, and then you feel him carry you. Bride style, his lips never leaving yours. He carefully lowers you onto the bed, his hands now exploring your clothed body, the feeling of sparks under his fingertips making the moment intense, and urgent. Little moans and cries escape you both as Chenle helps you to straddle him. Your delicate fingers move his hair away from his face. The most beautiful man is underneath you, eyes on yours, lips parted. His chest rises and falls, you contemplate him for a moment. He takes your hands into his, everything seems surreal, you have spent countless times in this bedroom but not like this—a new territory. 

“Do you think we are about to make a terrible mistake?” your voice is small, you may not want to know what he has to say. 

He shakes his head. His hand reaches your cheek. 

“Do you?” 

Now you shake your head. 

“Good. Then kiss me, silly, and don’t stop unless you don’t want to do this–” but you don’t let him finish his thought and your lips already found his. 

It is then that you finally understand that he needs you as much as you need him. The pieces of clothing now are forgotten somewhere on your bedroom floor. Every part of you reacting to Chenle’s heavenly but sinful touch. His fingers finally take the only item of clothing left, your panties. He lowers himself, eye level with your wet cunt. 

“So pretty,” he murmurs. 

His tongue licks your entrance, ending in your clit which he sucks and your soul seems to leave your body as your back arches for him. Your hands immediately reach your breasts increasing the sinful pleasure coursing through you. You feel one of his fingers slide in you with almost no resistance. That’s how aroused you are for him. You gasp and your hips move, making the feeling of his hot mouth on your cunt even better. With his tongue flat on your slit, Chenle’s hands squeeze your thighs, encouraging you to use his face as you please. Only stopping to spit on your throbbing core, he eats you out so deliciously your soft moans turning louder. Legs over his shoulders now, he adds two curling fingers in you. 

Again and again, he kicks your clit, his fingers working magic inside you, fogging your brain and heightening the urge to cum for him. 

“Fuck! I– I’m–” you can’t think, you can’t speak… and so your orgasm hits you with such intensity you are shaking under him. Your legs turn to jelly. The heavy breathing that follows your cries echo in your ears. Chenle plants one last kiss on your clit and your legs close from the overstimulation. 

He lets out a low-pitched chuckle and the vibration travels straight to your clit again. 

“You okay?” 

You look at him in between your legs. Did this just happen? Your head falls back once more to the pillow. An involuntary laugh escapes your lips. But Chenle knows you, sometimes better than he knows himself he thinks and to him, this moment is making his heart go a million miles an hour. What an honour to have you like this, all fucked out, and all for him. 

Little kisses are planted on your thighs, on your lower stomach, your hands, your breasts, until he reaches your face. You giggle in response. His eyes meet yours, and different from what you thought, you are not embarrassed. You want him more than ever, so you kiss him. 

“More than okay,” you finally replied. 

Reaching south of his body you find his erection already leaking for you. You stroke it slowly, the faintest of moans leaving Chenle’s lips. This is the greatest reward you can get. His breath hitches as your pace gets faster. 

“Aaahhh…” a long, whiny moan. 

“You like that?” 

He nods reassuring you. 

You bring his hips lower, aligning his tip with your entrance. In anticipation, your eyes shut but immediately your jaw falls open when Chenle’s cock begins to stretch your needy cunt. Inch after inch, pleasure builds on pleasure and you silently pray the moment never ends when he starts moving in but not completely out of you. Your nails digging into his biceps, loving the way he stretches you out. 

“Ch-chenle,” 

“I know, I got you,” and he wraps one of your legs around his waist, making his thrusts deeper, his cock dragging against your walls that clench tightly around him. 

“Feels so so good,” your hand goes to his head, grabbing a handful of hair and pulling slightly. 

“Say. That. Again,” he moans. 

“It feels so good”. 

Chenle buries his face in the crook of your neck. Mild sharp pain fades into pleasure when he bites your skin, licking the now sensitive spot to ease the harsh sensation. You pull his hair once more, this time to make him kiss you. And he does, so lost in passion, so lost in you. The kiss is sloppy, messy, perfect. His thumb presses circles on your clit acting as the perfect trigger for your orgasm. You feel climbing higher and higher, his cock twitching inside you, his hot breath fanning on your face, his lips curving into a smile. Fuck, he is everything. 

“Chenle! Fuck… ah!” you cum for him. 

“Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes,” he repeats as a broken record as he pulls out and cums letting out a high-pitched moan that you will remember for the rest of your life. 

Chenle kisses your face, your hands, and helps you clean up. However, you didn’t exchange a word then. Now, you find yourselves back in bed, still naked. His arm around your waist, your head on his chest. His heartbeat is a love poem itself. 

“You know,” he breaks the silence. “I don’t ever want to say hello or leave without kissing you… I guess what I’m trying to say is–” 

You kiss him. It’s a long kiss, your lips pressed against his. Everything feels just right like it’s meant to be. 

“I really like you, Chenle,” you whisper, somewhat scared of what he will say back. 

“I really really like you too, silly,” he smiles. 

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a/n: this is pure ✨fiction✨

I hope enjoyed this :3 ~ masterlist

〄 〯 PAIRING. Ex-boyfriend! NonIdol!chenle × fem!reader (ft. Chenle's new girlfriend...) GENRE. Sligh angst REQUEST. No WARNINGS. Mention of food, sadness and slightly angst, I guess...

೫ [16:38 p.m]

Seeing him so far and so close at the same time was painful. It wasn't a planned date (actually it wasn't even a real date), it was like a sweet surprise, like those several he made during your relationship… a cute note left in the fridge, your favorite candy left for you, a voice message wishing good morning when both of you couldn't be together… There he was, Zhong Chenle was standing in a supermarket aisle analyzing some product you couldn't quite see which one. All he could see was his profile, but that sight alone was enough to know he was even more handsome, and that domestic sight made your heart pound.

Chenle's beauty was always obvious. Many of your friends used to compare him to Leonardo DiCaprio — not that he knows — but as the days went by, he seemed to become even more handsome, and even all that time away from him, you couldn't stop wondering if the beauty of Zhong continued to expand… and the answer is a big yes.

And there you were, watching him from afar, completely forgetting that you were in a public place and that you could be mistaken for a crazy stalker behind the cute guy, but you couldn't stop looking at him. Holding what you wanted to take, you considered going to talk to him, maybe he would be happy to see you too, maybe you could talk, maybe... And then in the blink of an eye, the sweet surprise turned to a bitter surprise, and your heart skipped a beat, in a different feeling.

While you pathetically admired Chenle from afar, a girl approached the boy and hugged his back. All you can do is stand still in your place, while a beautiful girl takes your favorite place in the world, and hugs him warmly in public, smiling, visibly happy, and in love.

Your memory traveled directly to the many times it was you in the brunette's shoes. There were countless times they had meetings in the market, especially when you had the crazy idea of ​​cooking together, even knowing from previous experiences that it would go terribly wrong. Someone finds something related to an inside joke and then laughing together, you unconsciously gravitate towards each other (a fact observed and commented on several times by your friends), and then Chenle draped his arms over your shoulders, pulling you closer to him, and hugged you. That was the way he used to say “I love you” to you, and you responded by squeezing him closer to you too.

But that's not you. It was, but not anymore. That's another pretty girl who hit the jackpot while you stood there watching them in their pathetic little world. That's when reality finally hits you, and the air goes out of your lungs, and you barely feel the can you were holding drop to the ground, making a huge bang. Wanting to hide more than anything, you reach down to pick up the same, and turn around completely ignoring the stares, and ignoring him on top of that. You don't know, but you expect your performance to be excellent when you get up “reading” the package label and going into the hallway but leaving it there, trying to get out without taking anything.

But with your desperation, and with only one goal in mind: to let him see her teary eyes and her regret at having let him go, she didn't see that the loud noise caught Chenle's attention, and once he recognized you, he couldn't control the euphoria that took over. What you also didn't know, is that even being with someone who cares for him and loves him, he can't respond in the same way, let alone in the same intensity. He knew that even trying to love her, the feeling would never be the same close to what he felt for you. And that's why even though you walk out of the market with nothing but aching memories, you don't see chenle running and screaming your name.

But he believes it's a sign. After all, he never forgot you, and the fact that what he was holding led him to memories (similar to the ones he had) of the two of you together and not five seconds later you show up, it couldn't be a coincidence, it couldn't be… it wasn't. And so, even though Kim Sunmi was calling him, even though he had to go home with her and not you today, he knew he couldn't let you go one more time. He wouldn't, and he won't, let you go one more time.

〄 〯 PAIRING. Ex-boyfriend! NonIdol!chenle × fem!reader (ft. Chenle's new girlfriend...) GENRE. Sligh angst REQUEST. No WARNINGS. Mention of food, sadness and slightly angst, I guess...

೫ [16:38 p.m]

Seeing him so far and so close at the same time was painful. It wasn't a planned date (actually it wasn't even a real date), it was like a sweet surprise, like those several he made during your relationship… a cute note left in the fridge, your favorite candy left for you, a voice message wishing good morning when both of you couldn't be together… There he was, Zhong Chenle was standing in a supermarket aisle analyzing some product you couldn't quite see which one. All he could see was his profile, but that sight alone was enough to know he was even more handsome, and that domestic sight made your heart pound.

Chenle's beauty was always obvious. Many of your friends used to compare him to Leonardo DiCaprio — not that he knows — but as the days went by, he seemed to become even more handsome, and even all that time away from him, you couldn't stop wondering if the beauty of Zhong continued to expand… and the answer is a big yes.

And there you were, watching him from afar, completely forgetting that you were in a public place and that you could be mistaken for a crazy stalker behind the cute guy, but you couldn't stop looking at him. Holding what you wanted to take, you considered going to talk to him, maybe he would be happy to see you too, maybe you could talk, maybe... And then in the blink of an eye, the sweet surprise turned to a bitter surprise, and your heart skipped a beat, in a different feeling.

While you pathetically admired Chenle from afar, a girl approached the boy and hugged his back. All you can do is stand still in your place, while a beautiful girl takes your favorite place in the world, and hugs him warmly in public, smiling, visibly happy, and in love.

Your memory traveled directly to the many times it was you in the brunette's shoes. There were countless times they had meetings in the market, especially when you had the crazy idea of ​​cooking together, even knowing from previous experiences that it would go terribly wrong. Someone finds something related to an inside joke and then laughing together, you unconsciously gravitate towards each other (a fact observed and commented on several times by your friends), and then Chenle draped his arms over your shoulders, pulling you closer to him, and hugged you. That was the way he used to say “I love you” to you, and you responded by squeezing him closer to you too.

But that's not you. It was, but not anymore. That's another pretty girl who hit the jackpot while you stood there watching them in their pathetic little world. That's when reality finally hits you, and the air goes out of your lungs, and you barely feel the can you were holding drop to the ground, making a huge bang. Wanting to hide more than anything, you reach down to pick up the same, and turn around completely ignoring the stares, and ignoring him on top of that. You don't know, but you expect your performance to be excellent when you get up “reading” the package label and going into the hallway but leaving it there, trying to get out without taking anything.

But with your desperation, and with only one goal in mind: to let him see her teary eyes and her regret at having let him go, she didn't see that the loud noise caught Chenle's attention, and once he recognized you, he couldn't control the euphoria that took over. What you also didn't know, is that even being with someone who cares for him and loves him, he can't respond in the same way, let alone in the same intensity. He knew that even trying to love her, the feeling would never be the same close to what he felt for you. And that's why even though you walk out of the market with nothing but aching memories, you don't see chenle running and screaming your name.

But he believes it's a sign. After all, he never forgot you, and the fact that what he was holding led him to memories (similar to the ones he had) of the two of you together and not five seconds later you show up, it couldn't be a coincidence, it couldn't be… it wasn't. And so, even though Kim Sunmi was calling him, even though he had to go home with her and not you today, he knew he couldn't let you go one more time. He wouldn't, and he won't, let you go one more time.

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〄 〯 PAIRING. Ex-boyfriend! NonIdol!chenle × fem!reader (ft. Chenle's new girlfriend...) GENRE. Sligh angst REQUEST. No WARNINGS. Mention of food, sadness and slightly angst, I guess...

೫ [16:38 p.m]

Seeing him so far and so close at the same time was painful. It wasn't a planned date (actually it wasn't even a real date), it was like a sweet surprise, like those several he made during your relationship… a cute note left in the fridge, your favorite candy left for you, a voice message wishing good morning when both of you couldn't be together… There he was, Zhong Chenle was standing in a supermarket aisle analyzing some product you couldn't quite see which one. All he could see was his profile, but that sight alone was enough to know he was even more handsome, and that domestic sight made your heart pound.

Chenle's beauty was always obvious. Many of your friends used to compare him to Leonardo DiCaprio — not that he knows — but as the days went by, he seemed to become even more handsome, and even all that time away from him, you couldn't stop wondering if the beauty of Zhong continued to expand… and the answer is a big yes.

And there you were, watching him from afar, completely forgetting that you were in a public place and that you could be mistaken for a crazy stalker behind the cute guy, but you couldn't stop looking at him. Holding what you wanted to take, you considered going to talk to him, maybe he would be happy to see you too, maybe you could talk, maybe... And then in the blink of an eye, the sweet surprise turned to a bitter surprise, and your heart skipped a beat, in a different feeling.

While you pathetically admired Chenle from afar, a girl approached the boy and hugged his back. All you can do is stand still in your place, while a beautiful girl takes your favorite place in the world, and hugs him warmly in public, smiling, visibly happy, and in love.

Your memory traveled directly to the many times it was you in the brunette's shoes. There were countless times they had meetings in the market, especially when you had the crazy idea of ​​cooking together, even knowing from previous experiences that it would go terribly wrong. Someone finds something related to an inside joke and then laughing together, you unconsciously gravitate towards each other (a fact observed and commented on several times by your friends), and then Chenle draped his arms over your shoulders, pulling you closer to him, and hugged you. That was the way he used to say “I love you” to you, and you responded by squeezing him closer to you too.

But that's not you. It was, but not anymore. That's another pretty girl who hit the jackpot while you stood there watching them in their pathetic little world. That's when reality finally hits you, and the air goes out of your lungs, and you barely feel the can you were holding drop to the ground, making a huge bang. Wanting to hide more than anything, you reach down to pick up the same, and turn around completely ignoring the stares, and ignoring him on top of that. You don't know, but you expect your performance to be excellent when you get up “reading” the package label and going into the hallway but leaving it there, trying to get out without taking anything.

But with your desperation, and with only one goal in mind: to let him see her teary eyes and her regret at having let him go, she didn't see that the loud noise caught Chenle's attention, and once he recognized you, he couldn't control the euphoria that took over. What you also didn't know, is that even being with someone who cares for him and loves him, he can't respond in the same way, let alone in the same intensity. He knew that even trying to love her, the feeling would never be the same close to what he felt for you. And that's why even though you walk out of the market with nothing but aching memories, you don't see chenle running and screaming your name.

But he believes it's a sign. After all, he never forgot you, and the fact that what he was holding led him to memories (similar to the ones he had) of the two of you together and not five seconds later you show up, it couldn't be a coincidence, it couldn't be… it wasn't. And so, even though Kim Sunmi was calling him, even though he had to go home with her and not you today, he knew he couldn't let you go one more time. He wouldn't, and he won't, let you go one more time.

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〄 〯 PAIRING. Ex-boyfriend! NonIdol!chenle × fem!reader (ft. Chenle's new girlfriend...) GENRE. Sligh angst REQUEST. No WARNINGS. Mention of food, sadness and slightly angst, I guess...

೫ [16:38 p.m]

Seeing him so far and so close at the same time was painful. It wasn't a planned date (actually it wasn't even a real date), it was like a sweet surprise, like those several he made during your relationship… a cute note left in the fridge, your favorite candy left for you, a voice message wishing good morning when both of you couldn't be together… There he was, Zhong Chenle was standing in a supermarket aisle analyzing some product you couldn't quite see which one. All he could see was his profile, but that sight alone was enough to know he was even more handsome, and that domestic sight made your heart pound.

Chenle's beauty was always obvious. Many of your friends used to compare him to Leonardo DiCaprio — not that he knows — but as the days went by, he seemed to become even more handsome, and even all that time away from him, you couldn't stop wondering if the beauty of Zhong continued to expand… and the answer is a big yes.

And there you were, watching him from afar, completely forgetting that you were in a public place and that you could be mistaken for a crazy stalker behind the cute guy, but you couldn't stop looking at him. Holding what you wanted to take, you considered going to talk to him, maybe he would be happy to see you too, maybe you could talk, maybe... And then in the blink of an eye, the sweet surprise turned to a bitter surprise, and your heart skipped a beat, in a different feeling.

While you pathetically admired Chenle from afar, a girl approached the boy and hugged his back. All you can do is stand still in your place, while a beautiful girl takes your favorite place in the world, and hugs him warmly in public, smiling, visibly happy, and in love.

Your memory traveled directly to the many times it was you in the brunette's shoes. There were countless times they had meetings in the market, especially when you had the crazy idea of ​​cooking together, even knowing from previous experiences that it would go terribly wrong. Someone finds something related to an inside joke and then laughing together, you unconsciously gravitate towards each other (a fact observed and commented on several times by your friends), and then Chenle draped his arms over your shoulders, pulling you closer to him, and hugged you. That was the way he used to say “I love you” to you, and you responded by squeezing him closer to you too.

But that's not you. It was, but not anymore. That's another pretty girl who hit the jackpot while you stood there watching them in their pathetic little world. That's when reality finally hits you, and the air goes out of your lungs, and you barely feel the can you were holding drop to the ground, making a huge bang. Wanting to hide more than anything, you reach down to pick up the same, and turn around completely ignoring the stares, and ignoring him on top of that. You don't know, but you expect your performance to be excellent when you get up “reading” the package label and going into the hallway but leaving it there, trying to get out without taking anything.

But with your desperation, and with only one goal in mind: to let him see her teary eyes and her regret at having let him go, she didn't see that the loud noise caught Chenle's attention, and once he recognized you, he couldn't control the euphoria that took over. What you also didn't know, is that even being with someone who cares for him and loves him, he can't respond in the same way, let alone in the same intensity. He knew that even trying to love her, the feeling would never be the same close to what he felt for you. And that's why even though you walk out of the market with nothing but aching memories, you don't see chenle running and screaming your name.

But he believes it's a sign. After all, he never forgot you, and the fact that what he was holding led him to memories (similar to the ones he had) of the two of you together and not five seconds later you show up, it couldn't be a coincidence, it couldn't be… it wasn't. And so, even though Kim Sunmi was calling him, even though he had to go home with her and not you today, he knew he couldn't let you go one more time. He wouldn't, and he won't, let you go one more time.

[Masterlist] • [NCT Dream Masterlist]

🍵🌿🖇..⃗. buy me a coffee?

〄 〯 PAIRING. Ex-boyfriend! NonIdol!chenle × fem!reader (ft. Chenle's new girlfriend...) GENRE. Sligh angst REQUEST. No WARNINGS. Mention of food, sadness and slightly angst, I guess...

೫ [16:38 p.m]

Seeing him so far and so close at the same time was painful. It wasn't a planned date (actually it wasn't even a real date), it was like a sweet surprise, like those several he made during your relationship… a cute note left in the fridge, your favorite candy left for you, a voice message wishing good morning when both of you couldn't be together… There he was, Zhong Chenle was standing in a supermarket aisle analyzing some product you couldn't quite see which one. All he could see was his profile, but that sight alone was enough to know he was even more handsome, and that domestic sight made your heart pound.

Chenle's beauty was always obvious. Many of your friends used to compare him to Leonardo DiCaprio — not that he knows — but as the days went by, he seemed to become even more handsome, and even all that time away from him, you couldn't stop wondering if the beauty of Zhong continued to expand… and the answer is a big yes.

And there you were, watching him from afar, completely forgetting that you were in a public place and that you could be mistaken for a crazy stalker behind the cute guy, but you couldn't stop looking at him. Holding what you wanted to take, you considered going to talk to him, maybe he would be happy to see you too, maybe you could talk, maybe... And then in the blink of an eye, the sweet surprise turned to a bitter surprise, and your heart skipped a beat, in a different feeling.

While you pathetically admired Chenle from afar, a girl approached the boy and hugged his back. All you can do is stand still in your place, while a beautiful girl takes your favorite place in the world, and hugs him warmly in public, smiling, visibly happy, and in love.

Your memory traveled directly to the many times it was you in the brunette's shoes. There were countless times they had meetings in the market, especially when you had the crazy idea of ​​cooking together, even knowing from previous experiences that it would go terribly wrong. Someone finds something related to an inside joke and then laughing together, you unconsciously gravitate towards each other (a fact observed and commented on several times by your friends), and then Chenle draped his arms over your shoulders, pulling you closer to him, and hugged you. That was the way he used to say “I love you” to you, and you responded by squeezing him closer to you too.

But that's not you. It was, but not anymore. That's another pretty girl who hit the jackpot while you stood there watching them in their pathetic little world. That's when reality finally hits you, and the air goes out of your lungs, and you barely feel the can you were holding drop to the ground, making a huge bang. Wanting to hide more than anything, you reach down to pick up the same, and turn around completely ignoring the stares, and ignoring him on top of that. You don't know, but you expect your performance to be excellent when you get up “reading” the package label and going into the hallway but leaving it there, trying to get out without taking anything.

But with your desperation, and with only one goal in mind: to let him see her teary eyes and her regret at having let him go, she didn't see that the loud noise caught Chenle's attention, and once he recognized you, he couldn't control the euphoria that took over. What you also didn't know, is that even being with someone who cares for him and loves him, he can't respond in the same way, let alone in the same intensity. He knew that even trying to love her, the feeling would never be the same close to what he felt for you. And that's why even though you walk out of the market with nothing but aching memories, you don't see chenle running and screaming your name.

But he believes it's a sign. After all, he never forgot you, and the fact that what he was holding led him to memories (similar to the ones he had) of the two of you together and not five seconds later you show up, it couldn't be a coincidence, it couldn't be… it wasn't. And so, even though Kim Sunmi was calling him, even though he had to go home with her and not you today, he knew he couldn't let you go one more time. He wouldn't, and he won't, let you go one more time.

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✰ MARK — childhood friends to lovers!au

ever since you've basically known your name, mark has been the boy next door. there was the cheeky, red letters of "lee" painted on the mailbox, the windows were adorned with the same coloured curtains, and the same doormat has been sitting in front of their door for ages. you have loved mark ever since you two have met. there wasn't a day where you wouldn't think of him, and there hasn't been a day when you haven't loved him. it was like a vicious circle which you couldn't get out of, because those stupid feelings would destroy the oh so precious friendship of yours, and you cannot let that happen, right? i mean, that's what you've thought for far too long, since this friendship meant more to you, than the fragile feeling of love - you didn't want it to get to the point where you would rather spit on each other, than talk it out. maybe that's why you pushed him away from yourself? maybe you just did that because you weren't too sure of your own peace of mind? no matter what, you knew the decision itself was wrong, only to realize it way too late. damaging the friendship and crying yourself to sleep was all your fault, after all, being way too proud and scared, stupid even; when you came back to the town where you two grew up, the least thing you wanted was to meet mark lee, mainly because you wouldn't have been able to look him in the eyes after all these happened. but you had to, so soon you even got a little surprised. it's been a while since the last time you have been home, your bedroom seemed way too unfamiliar at that point, just like the vhs tape placed directly in the middle of your bed. one which you haven't seen yet. it didn't have a title, the white label completely empty as you picked it up. you were a little bit cautious when placing it in the system, waiting for it to play whatever is on it, not having such large imagination to expect anything. it was a home video montage, full of videos of you and mark: playing together, getting ready for the first day of school, going to the movies, the way you two got engaged in middle school as a joke, and the omnious day of prom... you got teary eyed, with one thing on your mind - you have to go and save whatever's left now. maybe you're not too late.

✰ RENJUN — soulmate!au

life had been pretty much grey and dreary until you found The One. the other half everyone had been so obsessed to find. you were never big on all this stuff, because you were convinced you'd be able to live as a single half for you whole life, and don't need anyone else to feel complete. deep inside you knew that all of this is bullshit, truly, and all that was coming out of you was true bitterness and constantly ongoing unsuccessful confessions, making you believe in your delusions. with every passing second, you had to see people find their other half, while you were left to deal with the grey world you were left in, not as a choice but as fate instead. you felt like a loser, a big zero, who doesn't even deserve a soulmate. you thought you were destined to die alone, maybe compensate with something of brilliance: be a composer or a singer, write or paint something extraordinary, lord knows what, just something of importance! you were looking for yourself in every corner of the world, not for a lover or a fling, not for an other half, fully ignoring the law of attraction. it might have been some reverse psychological trick, effecting it all. and this may have been the reason behind why you had to leave that horribly boring theatre play, sneaking out and bumping into The One, who handed back your accidentally dropped bag, slowly looking into your eyes. he might have worked at the theater as he was wearing a name tag on his elegant shirt - huang renjun, it said. but it doesn't even matter, because his eyes were brown! brown! not grey, brown! everything cleared up. you did find the half - with brown eyes and a smile so bright.

✰ JENO — coffee shop!au

it was pretty much bittersweet to step foot in your favourite café: it was getting dark out there, and although the rain has stopped pouring, you got absolutley soaked to the core along the way there, rain replacing the tears on your face by then. your hair was sticking to your forehead uncomfortably, your body trembling without stopping, as you entered. the bell placed above the entrance was ringing lightly, gathering everyone's attention to you, although there wasn't too much people there except for the baristas, maybe two wandering souls, working on their laptops or reading in a cozy corner. well, maybe if it wasn't for getting dumped literal minutes ago, you wouldn't be here either, but it was still the most reasonable choice compared to going to a club or a ruin bar, gettig incredibly drunk, Plus! a good espresso might be able to clear the fog in your head, which you were in need of during this stupidly stressing period of life. you expected hyuck to greet you by the coffee machine, grinning ear to ear, as he always does when you visit between two lectures, but there was a completely new face behind the counter. it's been a long time since you've last seen a new employee here. his smile was sweet and rather warm, eyes conveying a sense of concern as you took one step closer, rubbing your eyes while getting your purse out of your pocket - you discreetly looked at his name tag, right on his black apron: lee jeno. whatta name... by then, you were way to hopeless to try and guess how the day would go, but life had to surprise you, fate deciding funnily against all odds: next to your cup of coffee, there was a napkin, hiding a telephone number on it, messily written down with a short message as well: "would you go out on a date with me, darling? :)"

✰ HAECHAN — rivals to lovers!au

lee donghyuck's name rushed through the hallways of your music academy just as quietly as a whisper, and you never knew why was it all like that ever since you've stepped foot into the school. you couldn't even hide the way too obvious rolls of your eyes every time you heard it. lee donghyuck was one of the biggest prodigies at the academy, no one could even be considered as a rival for him, this is mainly why he was such a big living legend amongst the students - you couldn't even hide how annoyed this made you, especially because he made sure you knew this ever since you two were little. music played a huge part in both of your lives, and somehow, you two always seemed to be at each other's throat, the first place at being the best always changing between the two of you. you could never get rid of each other either; your dad, always being so positive, once said, on your way to the academy sometime between sophomore and junior year, that the only reason behind this is that you two are equally good at what you're doing. you were pretty much skeptic for the longest of time, and felt as if you were destined to be the forever second next to him. you've had enough of always bumping into walls, since hyuck was the one who could stand at the first place ever so proudly. in kindergarten, in middle school, and even in high school, every. god damn. time. and that infuriating smile was plastered all upon his face even when you two were asked to not perform alone on the annual charity gala of your academy - you two had to perform something phenomenal, putting the childish jarring aside, growing out of the silly phase of hating each other, which was all made up by you, and you only, pushing the poor boy away from you. the boy who had always been so obsessed with you, utterly and completely. he won this time again, isn't it right?

✰ JAEMIN — photographer!au

when jaemin brought up the idea of making the last parts of his portfolio with you (which basically means about you), you were a little bit skeptic at first. you loved jaemin dearly, since he was a really understanding friend, but... you were simply terrified of cameras. you didn't really like the idea of being captured at all, you hated looking back at yourself on pictures taken of you, and you couldn't even think about how high quality his pictures would be with that hyper super machine, focused on all the little flawed details of your face that you absolutely despised. no, you couldn't even bear the idea of this whole project, and you stood by this decision of yours, jaemin waiting patiently the whole time, not pushing it too hard. since he wanted to work with you no matter what, giving up on his plan wouldn't be too typical of him - the fight didn't last long but it was pretty heated, him highlighting so many known things that needed to be said finally: it's childish how you reflect on yourself, and your delusions stop you from way too many things. the way he said straight into your face how beautiful he thinks you are, inside and outside, and that he wants the whole world to know how ethereal you are, made you tear up a little - especially when he said his heart breaks every time you speak so lowly of yourself. he truly thinks you're the modern manifestation of aphrodite, that you are his own venus, the muse of him, someone he can adore... that he's way too in love with you to let go of this, and-; the kiss you gave him was short, yet gave him exact answers. answers to hundreds and thousand of unsaid questions he kept hidden in himself for years and years on end.

✰ CHENLE — blind date!au

you clearly didn’t brace yourself for this whole fiasco proposed by donghyuck himself, foolishly believing his reasonings behind how perfect of a matchmaker he is. of course you knew that what he way saying was partly stupid, plus you were like a seventy percent sure he wasn't even sober when he set up a blind date during that omnious frat party he wasn't invited to. you didn't have to worry or anything, that's just how you were - overly anxious of such things, even if you weren't meeting a psychopath. you were only a bit vary of the awkwardness this whole new experience would bring, both of you rushing home way too soon from the date, trying to forget about it as soon as possible. these misconceptions about how the night would go stayed straight until you stopped in front of the restaurant to wait for your - then late already - date. you were a little nervous he stood you up, and you got yourself into the most beautiful piece of clothing from you wardrobe for nothing, but it was worth it, looking back at it, as zhong chenle arrived and you two simply just... clicked? automatically? not to mention you two decided to leave the place after the hors d'oeuvre, since you both found the place a little too fancy at that moment, going to a simple ice cream parlor instead, taking a walk in the park after, talking about anything and everything that came to mind: family, politics, movies and the most embarrassing memories from your childhood came up too, as you couldn't help but laugh at how chenle dropped his ice cream cone on the ground, while he simultaneously promised you that he wouldn't drop the cone on the next date - and you smiled, so happily.

✰ JISUNG — secret admirer!au

you were head over heels for jisung and his undying love for dancing. but, thinking a bit deeper about it, while writing that foolish, teenager like love letter for him, forced into the role of his secret admirer, there were much more of those things that made you feel head over heels for the boy: he showed you what persistence was, he spent the whole of his youth with you, and he wasn't afraid to spend the rest of his life with you, helping you out anytime you're in need of it, since he couldn't not do that as you "best friend". he couldn't be evil with you, he was never able to leave you and he couldn't even envision a future in which you weren't by his side. but the border he made up between the two of you, was never crossed - you two were friends, not more, not less. you were so torn deep inside, as you were helpless, being in the never ending limbo you would rather push forward, but he kept on tugging it backwards; the idea of writing letters was originally from your mother, who had enough of your obvious agony. she was positive you would write every feeling of yours out, making it easier as time goes by. their number kept growing, however, one letter becoming a dozen soon enough, maybe even more in the meantime, while not writing a name on any of them, referring to yourself only as a mere secret admirer. they suddenly disappeared from the bottom of your drawer one day, though, realizing way too late that the ringing phone in your pocket was in fact park jisung, the picture of him taking up the screen of your mobile - did he know?

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