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so i just rewatched the hot sauce dance practice and this idea popped into my head …? eek okay presentinggg an idol!haechan x non-idol!reader <3

note: this also may or may not just be an excuse to write about haechan in dance practices … BC . he looks too good !! especially !! in the kick it and hot sauce practices SOBS

dance — ldh.

in which he wasn’t aware of your mesmerizing dance skills.

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signing up to a relationship with someone as busy as lee haechan wasn’t something you expected to be doing in your early twenties, but it was never going to be something you regretted. because of their upcoming comeback, practices had started to run late into the night and your boyfriend had started to forget to eat his meals on time. naturally, you had asked him if it was okay for you to drop by with lunch for him and his members.

“hmm? only if it’s homemade!” he’d grin playfully, the fatigue clear in his eyes. you knew he was joking—but he also gave you the green light in the form of a light kiss on your cheek before returning to whatever he was doing beforehand.

and that’s how you find yourself sitting across the large mirror, watching your boyfriend and his group prepare for their comeback.

“should we take a breather?” mark pants—his hands on his hips as he takes a swig from the water bottle placed messily along with six others on the floor. the other boys make a sound of agreement before falling into their own places scattered across the practice room.

haechan saunters over to where you’re sitting, smiling slightly as he plops down next to you.

“tired?” he hums as he snuggles into your arm. you’ve learned to deal with his sweaty head and clingy tendencies because you know just how much he needed it at that moment.

you hear the small snickers coming from mark as they watch the two of you near the corner of the room. “y/nnieeee take over for me please,”

haechan whines as he watches jeno and jaemin continue practicing the choreography. you laugh, running your fingers through his hair.

“that actually sounds pretty fun. i know all your parts anyway.” you nod, watching as he frowns and sits up—his eyes lighting up with confusion.

“what do you mean you know all my parts?” you shrug as you try and wipe off his sweat from your arm.

“well you’ve been practicing pretty hard for the past few weeks and i just picked them up… i guess?” you blush, as he gazes at you with this sense of—adoration.

jeno perks up at your conversation, eyeing you as the music pauses. “y/n can dance?”

you meet his gaze through the mirror and nod shyly. “slightly. not at your guys’ level of course.”

you had never really been open about dancing, especially when your boyfriend was exceptional at that aspect. so when it came to it, you never really boasted about it.

“well… why don’t we see how well you dance?” mark grins, urging you over to the center of the dance floor. haechan nods at you as he pushes you over towards jisung.

you nod towards jisung—the pink blush on your cheeks only intensifies as the music starts. you feel your body start to move as the beats start to fill the big room you all were in.

jisung whoops as you both approach the chorus, a big smile tugs itself onto your lips as you feel yourself loosening up. your gaze meets your boyfriend’s as you smirk at the shocked look on his face.

“holy shit..?!” haechan breathes when the song stops. you’re panting as jisung grins over at you. you laugh as haechan runs over and picks you up in his arms.

“i didn’t know you danced so well, pretty?!” the nickname slips from his lips as he couldn’t wipe the grin off his face because heck, his girlfriend could dance!

chuckling to yourself, you peck his cheek as he puts you down, “i’m glad you liked it.”

“maybe y/n should take your place for the promotions.” chenle snickers as haechan glares at the younger boy

“hey!”

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i say this all the time but i miss these boys sosososososo much :(

the sound of love — nct dream.

in which it’s three in the morning and you find yourself dancing with the love of your life.

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home by bruno major is yours and mark’s song. it’d be late—the two of you couldn’t get a wink of sleep and decided to saunter downstairs to make some hot chocolate. a shiver would run through you as you felt the chill in your living room, the pair of shorts you had on did nothing to shield you from the cold, neither did mark’s black shirt that was engulfing your figure.

as you stood there, softly stirring your spoon in the brown mug sitting on your counter, mark would come up behind you—hoarse voice humming lowly to the tune of home. he’d wrap his arms around your waist as he swayed the both of you side to side, a small grin settling itself onto his lips.

dancing to any song was your favorite thing to do with him, but there would always be a special spot for fix it to break it by clinton kane. it wasn’t your typical go-to, but with huang renjun, dancing was your favorite way to destress and doing with him was just the cherry on top. whenever it’d play from either of your phones’ speakers, getting up and wrapping each other in your arms was an instinct at this point—and you didn’t mind at all.

“i missed you today,” renjun would whisper into the skin of your neck, your bodies moving with the flow of the music, his hands leading you to softly sway in his arms. you’d hum and nuzzle into his hair, the soft squeeze of your arms around his neck told him that you indeed missed him too.

bad days are always bound to come and when they inevitably do, pink sweats’ at my worst would be the first to sound from jeno’s phone. he’d brush away your tears of frustration—the overwhelming feelings washing way every so slightly a she tugs you into his arms. he’d softly nudge your head towards his chest, where’d you feel the slight rumble as he murmurs the lyrics into your ears.

the worries and burdens from your day would lift off your shoulders, your boyfriend holding you in his arms and taking them off you. he knew how strong you were and sometimes, all you needed was to be in his arms and he was prepared to give that to you no matter when or where you needed it.

lee donghyuck is so in love with you. so, to finish off your first anniversary together, accompanied by the silence of the world as everyone is fast asleep in their bed—this is how you fall in love by jeremy zucker would softly blare from his phone, your curious eyes watching him as he plucks you off the couch. he’d bring your arms around his neck and his around your waist, his forehead leaning on yours as he smiles down at you.

“this is how you fall in love,” he’d sing lightly to you, your eyes sparkling as you can see the love in his eyes. you loved haechan with all your heart, and you’d give anything to freeze time and stay here in his arms for the rest of your life.

dancing was a regular thing for the two of you. na jaemin loved to dance and the opportunity to do it with you would never be something he’d pass up. kiss by thyro and yumi would be a song you’d let him listen to one time and he had decided right then and there that this was the song he’d hold you close and just dance around his living room to.

he’d smile down at you, swinging you from his arms and allowing you to twirl in your pajamas as he admires the beautiful sight in front of him. he’d murmur sweet nothings into your ear as the song slows and you could hear his racing heart from how close the two of you were.

loving chenle was easily the best decision of your life. even now, as he wakes you at what feels like three in the morning—lover by taylor swift blasting from his phone. a soft whisper of ‘happy birthday’ would spill from his lips as he gathers you in his arms. you’d smile, despite sleep hanging heavily on your eyelids, you loved the way he grinned at you. his arms pulling you from the bed and urging you to dance alongside him as the song continues.

he’d ramble on and on about how good taylor’s album is and would chuckle as you nod and yawn along with his stories. he’d tell you that it was okay to go to bed, but you’d reply with something like, “no. i like it here with you.” and he’d burst into a fit of giggles—to hide the fact that his heart was racing and his cheeks were burning.

you’re absolutely smitten with park jisung, your heart races as the two of you giggle and sway along to only by leehi, the soft melody fills the silence of jisung’s apartment as you lay your head on his chest. he’d have his hand running through your hair as he placed chaste kisses on your forehead every now and then. he loved having you in his arms, the scent of your shampoo comforted him in ways nothing ever can (other than you, of course).

“i love you so much, y’know that?” he’d whisper, burying his face in your hair as he feels slightly embarrassed, but really the butterflies in his stomach were getting too intense that he couldn’t take it. you’d smile, whispering the words back to him as you tightened your hold on the blushing boy.

—

[12:03 am]

ping! hyuck <3 sent you a message!

ping! hyuck <3 sent you a video!

you smile as the two notifications are immediately opened, the clock had just struck twelve—meaning it was now officially your anniversary.

“happy anniversary, pretty! i’m so sorry i couldn’t be by your side today, but to make up for it,”

his small note was accompanied by a short tiktok that was filmed by him. your heart melts as the smile on your lips widen even more—nearly forgetting to press the ‘heart’ reaction to your lovely boyfriend’s message.