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CUTE PARENTS, CUTE BABIES.

husband!jeno, wife!fem!reader | fluff | pregnancy au | cw: pregnancy

note ; posting another jeno fic bc its still jeno week <3 tbh its still jeno month so i might post more jeno fics? idk yet but YEA also this is perhaps one of my most favorite works ever..... breathe if u live for husband!jeno supremacy!!!!!!!!

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“What are you doing?”

You freeze, eyes wide like a deer caught in headlights as you turn around to see your husband, Jeno, standing by the doorway with his hands on his hips. 

“What are you doing?” he repeats, and you can’t tell if he’s angry or upset from the lack of light.

“Eating Oreos while watching Modern Family.” you admit quietly, slowly lowering the packet of said biscuits you held in your hand.

These random cravings of yours had started ever since you had gotten pregnant, as well as an interest in sitcoms.

Which pretty much explains why you're munching on Oreos in your dark living room at two in the morning while binge watching season four of Modern Family.

Neither you nor Jeno say anything for a moment, the only sound in your quiet apartment being the dialogue from the TV.

Jeno's the one who breaks the silence first with a sigh, shaking his head as he plops down next to you on the sofa.

“In the dark? You’re hurting your eyes by watching without the lights on.” he scolds lightly, a frown accompanying the disappointment in his voice.

But Jeno’s frown doesn't stay long when he notices your face, biscuit crumbs speckled around your lips and cheeks.

“You eat like a child.” he teases, brushing it off for you. “That’s because I’m bearing one, remember?” you deadpan, jokingly rolling your eyes.

“I'm pretty sure that's not how it works." he chuckled.

“But on a serious note though, wake me up when you're craving anything.” Jeno warns sternly, glaring at you with a pout. "What if you trip and fall? What if you can't get what you want to eat? It's dangerous."

You giggle at how protective and serious your husband of three years was being, pressing a kiss to his cheek before leaning onto his chest.

"Got it, Mr. Safety." you assure. "I'll wake you up next time."

He hums at this, hands running over your baby bump as he let you snuggle into him comfortably.

The two of you enjoy each other's mere presence as time goes on, you immensely focused on the show while Jeno focuses more on feeding you Oreos and pressing small kisses on your head.

Nonetheless, a certain character catches Jeno's eye, and it turns his own ones into little crescent moons as he smiles as her cuteness.

"That little girl is really cute." he gushes. "What's her name?"

You smile at this, swallowing your last chew of another Oreo Jeno had just fed you. "Her name's Lily!" you say. "She's really cute, isn't she? I hope our daughter is as cute as her."

The image of having your very own little, more adorable, Lily makes you giggle, even more excited to meet your daughter when the time for her to meet the big world finally arrives.

But the smile on Jeno freezes, and you feel him tense below you.

"What do you mean... daughter?"

Your heart drops to your feet and guilt crashes over you when it pops into mind - Jeno had specifically asked you not to tell him the gender of your baby till they were born, wanting it to be a surprise.

"Oh God, I am so sorry." you rambled nervously, sitting up to face him with wide, panicked eyes.

Jeno doesn't respond, eyes wide like yours but glossing over as he keeps his stare trained to the floor. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to ruin the surprise for you." you continue. "I found out only a few weeks ago and I really didn't mean to tell you, it just slipped out, and I-"

"We're going to have a daughter." Jeno interrupts, and you watch a single tear roll down his face.

"We're going to have a daughter!" he repeats, this time in awe and overwhelming emotion as tears start to freely stream down his cheeks, the unmistakable grin of pure joy and delight on his lips.

"Yeah, we are!" you laughed lightly, tears beginning to well up in your own eyes.

"I'm so happy." Jeno sniffles, wiping away his tears and snot before reaching out to you for a hug.

You wrap your arms around his neck as his rest around your waist, and you can feel how happy he is with the speed his heart is thudding against yours.

"I'm going to have my own little princess with my lovely queen." he giggles, kissing you sweetly on the lips.

You laugh at him, returning the kiss before leaning your forehead against his.

"I love you." you whisper.

"I love you too."

"And rest assured," Jeno adds, moving to rub your baby bump softly. "Our daughter will definitely be cuter than Lily."

You cock your head to the side, a confused smile on your lips. "How sure are you?"

"Because cute parents make cute babies." Jeno brags, like it was the most common fact ever.

He leans in to kiss you again, this time with more passion and love than the previous one.

"And we're the cutest parents there'll ever be."

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✰ MARK

it'd be when you sit with him late at night in the studio. it was just the two of you, and really nothing special in your lives. but as he was clicking and writing away, his thoughts drifted to you sitting next to him, just spending time with him. it was late, and you could've just gone home and slept (like you should've) but you had decided to keep him company. and even as you'd just be staring at your phone screen at this very moment, mark could just feel a wave of warmth coming over him when he scanned your face. you looked so comfortable with him and when your pretty eyes look up from the cool-toned display, he'd know he's done for. there wouldn't be enough words in the world that could describe how grateful he was to have met you.

✰ RENJUN

it'd be when he had yet again convinced you to paint with him. but considering the fact that finger paint really wasn't your strong suit, you grew frustrated quite quickly. he listened to you cursing and getting more and more agitated as time goes by. "it all looks so bad, renjun, what am i doing?" you'd say, finally falling back in your chair with a defeated sigh. then he'd look up, first scanning the mess you made on your paper before his amused eyes would fall on your face. you were covered in paint. there were spots on your forehead, nose, and cheeks, which were also quite rosy from your little outburst. he chuckled at your state, and slowly grabbed a blank paper from beside him, replacing your masterpiece with it. "it's okay, you can try again." he'd say, and with a heavy sigh, you sat back up and went back in the paint. you didn't notice how long it took him to tear his eyes off you or the mess of a painting he was still holding in his hands. he placed it carefully to the side, and knew he was gonna treasure it forever. he knew that every time he'd look at it, he'd be reminded of the sight in front of him right now, and he'd have the same warm smile on his face that was adorning it now. he'd treasure this feeling in his chest for as long as he could, while you hastily painted away right where you've been sitting, oblivious to his wandering thoughts.

✰ JENO

it would be when he woke up next to you on a mellow summer morning, the day off after a hectic few months full of schedules. his body still felt heavy under it's slumber, and he barely managed to turn his head to look if you were still in bed with him. but there you laid, beautiful as ever with a peaceful expression on your face. you were wearing his shirt, and he admitted that he liked the sight a little bit too much. and so without him even realizing, he lifted his hand and softly stroked your cheek, causing you to stir slightly. and just as jeno froze, careful not to wake you, you reached out to pull him closer to you. eager to fulfill your wish, jeno felt his heart swell at your gesture. even in your sleep, you reached out to him. and that's really all he needed that day, and every day after this one, for as long as he could wish for.

✰ HYUCK

it would be when you were happily ranting about your day, eagerly telling him about every single conversation you had that day. and he wasn't bored with it at all, you actually had him quite invested in your stories. which was what finally illuminated the light bulb in his head. he was never bored around you. you could tell him about finding a pretty rock on the side of the street and it would be the most compelling story that he had ever heard. as he watched you talk away with sparkling eyes, he had to admit to himself that he was absolutely and utterly in love with you. his thoughts were only momentarily interrupted when you asked him if he was even listening, to which he replied a mellow "of course i am," with a sincere and soft smile, that only grew once you've continued with your story. oh yes, he was insanely in love.

✰ JAEMIN

it would be a regular night, with him coming over to your place after practice, and you two eating your regular takeout in front of the tv. he'd have felt particularly tired that day, his limps feeling sore and weak now that he was sitting and resting next to you. but when he asked you for some sauce and you turned to hand it to him, he froze in his movements. your hair was messed up from running your hands through it too much, the bags under your eyes suggested that you had just as much as a rough day as him, and you had the same sauce on your face that you were now handing to the boy. and yet, jaemin couldn't help but feel a bit flustered at the eye contact, cooing at your cuteness. you were so beautiful when you were so much yourself, and he loved every inch of you. and that was when he knew it for sure.

✰ CHENLE

as much as chenle loved being by himself and doing his thing, he loved it when you accompanied him. he watched you as you happily skipped through the aisles in the grocery store, looking to find the snacks you were nagging him about earlier. he only reluctantly agreed to go out in the middle of the night, but there was no way he could've denied you after all. as he passed the section with frozen goods, he'd catch a glimpse of himself in the reflection of the glass door, a content smile playing on his lips. he hadn't even noticed that the corners of his mouth would not remain in their original position, instead, they stayed put in the silly little grin you had caused. "should we get cookie dough or caramel?" you asked from a few feet away, looking back at him while holding up two tubs of ice cream. for a moment, chenle took in your figure, standing there in a sweatsuit and with messy hair, waiting for him to say what ice cream to buy. you looked absolutely beautiful to him, and he could feel his grin widening until he felt his cheeks strain. "what is it?" you'd ask, slowly getting more confused as he only smiled at you. "nothing, i just thought you'd know that the answer is always cookie dough," he answered, snatching the tub out of your hand. he used his free hand to ruffle the mess that you'd call your hair and passed you without looking back. times like these made him feel so carefree and giddy that he'd feel like you two would be the only people in the world. and he couldn't get enough of it, not of you.

✰ JISUNG

it would be when you came with him when he went home to see his mother. he had a tight bond with her, and he was more than relieved that you two got along pretty well too. you would sit beside him at the dinner table, happily talking about some silly story that made him look like an idiot, much to his mom's amusement. you couldn't even hold in your giggles yourself as you tried to remember all the details of your story, every tiny bit of eye contact would leave you two in a fit of laughter. sure, the story might not have been as funny as you two pretended it was. but maybe it was the memory of it all that made it so hilarious to you both, the shared inside jokes that you two had kept it alive over months. and now that you'd try to tell it to a bystander, you realized how strange it all really sounded. but his mom waved off your concerns, and sent you a knowing smile. "when you're with the right person, everything is the funniest thing in the world." she'd say, causing you and jisung to involuntarily share a look at each other. but as you stared daggers into the kitchen table you knew she was right. and jisung knew too. he was with the right person. and he wouldn't let you go so easily.

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 when you faint on stage

warnings: mentions of unhealthy diets… that’s should be it i think??

Mark

He knew something was up when he called you backstage. You were pale, and you had lost weight, but you smiled at him like you always did so he thought it was all in his head. It felt as if his whole world stopped when he saw you hit the ground.

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Sleepy Kisses ~ Lee Jeno

Your smile was wide as you slowly lowered yourself down after sliding your legs underneath the duvet, feeling an arm settle just underneath your head. You turned slightly to look at Jeno laying beside you as his arm wrapped around you and pulled you against his chest.

Your hand rested against his chest as you made yourself comfortable, feeling Jeno’s finger trace gently against your shoulder. As a small yawn escaped you, a chuckle came from Jeno as he kept his eyes watching you, easily able to tell just how tired you were as you rested for the night.

Jeno knew that you’d had a busy day, having rung him during your lunch break to vent about how stressed you were, he knew he needed to do something for you when you got home, deciding that a lazy night would be the best thing for you to help you out.

“Do you want to sleep now?”

Your head shook in reply to Jeno, keen to spend just a bit of time cuddled up to him first. As your head shook, he moved towards you and pressed several gentle kisses against the very top of your head, keeping each one soft.

“We can lay here like this all night long,” Jeno told you as a sigh of content came from you, relieved to be relaxed in Jeno’s arms, and more importantly, home, with him helping to clear your mind of the many troubles that were swirling around in it.

With your eyes staring forwards, across at the window where the curtains were drawn, Jeno continued to kiss over the top of your head. You’d lost count of how many kisses he planted until your head tilted up, with a wide smile on your face.

The moment he looked down and saw you looking back at him, Jeno leant further down to be able to peck against your lips several times too, knowing that he was distracting you as you focused on keeping your blush under control instead.

“What are you thinking about now?” Jeno asked you.

“You,” you smiled in response as he pulled away momentarily, “and how you always seem to know the way to cheer me up, how you get it right, every single time.”

“I just want to be able to help you,” Jeno told you as he replied, continuing to run his hand across the top of your shoulder, “I hate seeing you getting overworked, you don’t deserve it, you’re so strong and smart, but they just keep taking advantage of you.

Your head nodded in agreement with him, you couldn’t help but feel the same about how you were treated at work, constantly used by your colleagues.

“I wish I could get you out of there,” Jeno frowned, “there should be work at the company for you somewhere.”

“I can’t let you do that,” you responded, tapping your hand against his chest to let him know that you meant it.

Jeno knew that asking for help was something that you struggled with, you didn’t like to admit that you needed support, you liked to be tough and do it on your own, but on nights like tonight, you really did need Jeno to be there for you and help you to feel better.

And as ever, he was right there for you, supporting you and trying his best to make you feel better. Several more kisses were scattered all over the top of your head as soon as he felt that you were beginning to fret once again.

He kept his eye on you every time he pulled away from you, spotting each time that he looked down that you were getting sleepier and sleepier tucked up in his hold.

As his hand stopped moving, you looked up to Jeno in confusion. “What are you doing?” You frowned, missing the comfort that the patterns that he drew brought you.

Jeno quickly picked back up what he was doing again, noticing your smile drop as he met your eyes, frustrated that he had stopped wrapping himself tightly around you.

“I thought you were falling asleep,” he told you with a wide smile on his face.

“I’m not falling asleep just yet,” you assured him, positioning yourself back against his chest, “I want more of your kisses before I think about falling asleep anyway.”

“I think I can do that,” he joked in reply to you, tracing his lips through your hairline once again, having lost count of how many times he’d done it since the two of you laid down.

Each time you shuffled, Jeno found a new place to kiss, making sure that you were never left without one for too long. He had his eyes on you the entire time, knowing that the moment he caught you falling asleep, he’d let you rest.

“Has coming to bed early helped you feel better tonight?” Jeno asked you as he noticed your eyes staring forwards again, trying your best to get them to shut.

“You’re the thing that’s helped, and how incredibly caring you are towards me.”

“I’m just doing what any good boyfriend would do,” Jeno assured you, but your head shook, turning upwards to look at him once again, refusing to let him brush aside what he did for you.

Your eyes stayed on his as you spoke, “not many people would take care of their partners like you do, you’re always there for me, and I really adore that about you Jeno.”

A shy smile crept onto his face as you spoke, never really feeling as if he went out of his way to care for you. It was instinct in him, he simply loved being there for you and trying his best to see you smile again too.

“I know that you feel as if you’ve done nothing tonight bringing me up here and tucking me in nice and early, but it’s really comforting Jeno. Having you kiss me and hold me reminds me that I’m not alone, which is really what I need right now.”

“I’ll never let you be alone,” Jeno assured you, kissing against your forehead once again, “no matter how badly other people will make you feel as if you’re stranded.”

“You’re the best,” you smiled across at him, “I don’t even know what I’d do without you these days Jeno.”

“I reckon you’d be just fine; you don’t give yourself enough credit Y/N.”

Jeno was confident that you’d see it through, but he still enjoyed being the one that was there for you. He had promised himself when he started dating you that he’d stay by your side, and that was something that Jeno would never allow to change.

“Why don’t you try and close your eyes?” Jeno suggested, catching you letting go of a yawn as you turned away from Jeno to try and hide it.

“At last, I actually feel a little bit tired,” you weakly smiled, surprised yourself by how well Jeno’s plan had exhausted you. “I’ve been scared to sleep for a little while, but laying here with you right now is comforting me.”

“I’ll hold onto you all night long,” Jeno promised you, “we can lay for as long as you need, all through to the morning too. I’ll lay here and kiss the top of your head for as much as you need me too to help you out.”

“How will you sleep if you’re kissing me?”

“I’ll find a way to do it,” Jeno grinned, “I’ve got my ways to make things work.”

“I don’t doubt that you’ll find a way too.”

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Cuddles ~ Lee Jeno

Your smile widened as soon as you walked into the dressing room and saw Taeyong pointing across to Jeno, who laid fast asleep on the sofa at the back of the room. Everyone was having to work around him as they prepared for the broadcast, fixing strands of hair, or a mark of make up every time he turned over or adjusted his position.

“You couldn’t try and keep him still and comfortable, could you?” Taeyong asked, making a bit of room for you on the couch.

You happily nodded, taking a seat beside Jeno’s head, pulling his body up so his rested into his lap, “how long has he been asleep for?”

“Most of the day, said he was up late last night, so it’s his own fault really,” he chuckled.

You frowned, looking down at his peaceful face. His lips were slightly parted as they always were when he slept, his hair was a little bit of a mess. Despite being fast asleep, as soon as he felt his head move, he recognised instantly where he was, resting his hands over your legs as he picked up on the familiar smell of your perfume right beside him.

“What are you doing here?” You heard him mumble, surprised that he’d even figured out that it was you. Slowly, his eyes opened so he could see you, making sure he didn’t rub them with his hands to ruin his makeup.

“Did you forget today was the day I was coming to watch you perform?” You asked, but already you knew the answer. His heart dropped as you stared down at him.

Time had well and truly run away with him recently; he was sure there was still a few more stages to do before the one that you’d be attending.

“I’m sorry, I knew you were coming, I just didn’t realise it was today, otherwise I would never have fallen asleep. Are you mad at me?”

Your head shook, adjusting a few of the strands of his hair that had fallen loose, “I’m not mad at you, because I know you’re working hard. I’m madder that you’re not resting enough and falling asleep at work, you shouldn’t be doing that, you’ll get in trouble.”

“I can’t help it, I’m just so tired.”

“How long have you got until you need to be ready? A couple of hours or so?”

He glanced up at the clock on the wall, “we start filming at five, so probably about two hours before they’ll start calling us to make the final adjustments.”

“In that case, why don’t we just lay here for a bit and you can catch up on your sleep?” You offered, laying your body down beside his on the sofa. “You need to rest to perform well.”

“But you came to see me, I can’t just fall asleep, that’s hardly fair on you.”

Your head shook, wrapping your arm around him to encourage him to sleep. It didn’t take very long before he was curled up closely into your side, tucking his head into your shoulder. You smiled softly as a few of the boys walked past you, allowing your hands to play with the ends of his hair, knowing he’d have to get it fixed anyway before he went on stage.

“Who’s going to explain to noona why he’s a mess?” Lucas asked as he walked past the two of you, sitting down on the floor to enjoy his lunch.

“That’s all on him for not sleeping at all last night, I’m taking no part in the scolding that he’s inevitably going to get because of this.”

You laid for quite some time with Jeno laid firmly across you, as soon as his head hit you he was out like a light as he tried to catch up on some sleep, coupled with your lips pecking against the side of his face constantly, it was impossible for him to wake up.

“He talks about you all the time,” Lucas hummed as he watched the two of you interact. “He might be a bit of an idiot sometimes, but he really does care for you. I know he’ll feel bad for forgetting you were coming today, it’s all he’s been able to tell us about for the past couple of weeks how excited he was to show you around.”

“You guys all work so hard; I was pretty sure he was going to forget anyway,” you chuckled, careful not to disturb him too much. “I’ll make sure that he repays me for forgetting though!”

After laying for nearly another hour, the room began to get busy again as people started to prepare for the stage. Jeno was still fast asleep on top of you, but you knew if he wasn’t going to get into anymore trouble today, he needed to awake up.

“Jeno,” you whispered, lightly shaking his arm, but his body failed to move. You looked around the room as Taeil walked past you, smiling innocently to get him to help you.

“Just push him off the sofa,” he teased, pointing to the empty space in front of you. Your eyes rolled, trying once again to shake him, but he still didn’t move. “Jeno!” Taeil yelled, getting close to his ear, watching as his body jumped at the sudden noise.

You couldn’t help but chuckle as he groaned, opening up his eyes to see what all the commotion was. You pointed straight over to Taeil, as he slowly sat himself up.

“Have I really been asleep that long?”

Your head nodded, trying as best as you could to adjust his hair, so it looked at least a little bit more presentable. “They’re going to have to sort out this mess, so I thought it would be better for you to wake up now whilst you’ve still got plenty of time.”

Even though he was still exhausted, he knew that you’d done the right thing in waking him up, feeling the glare of many of the other members firing in his direction. He looked back at you once he felt a little more human, smiling softly.

“I bet your numb having laid that for that long,” he giggled, “you really didn’t have to be here and lay with me, I know I messed up.”

Your head shook, resting your hand against his back, “I told you that it didn’t matter, you can just make it up to me. And surprisingly, I don’t actually feel too bad.”

“Let me help you up at least.”

His arms stretched up as he stood up from the sofa before helping you to your feet, wrapping his arms securely around your waist. “Don’t start getting cuddly again, you’ve got some angry noonas who need to fix your face.”

“I’m sure they won’t be that mad,” he chuckled, kissing the tip of your nose, “no one can stay made at me for too long anyway.”

“I don’t think you’ll be saying that soon,” you smiled.

He looked over to where the stylists were stood, waiting to redo all the work they had done a couple of hours ago. Jeno looked back to you, as you shrugged helplessly.

“Looks like you’ve got some explaining to do,” you teased, pushing him forwards, “and they do not look pleased with you.”

“This is your fault, you told me to lay down.”

“Who do you really think they’ll blame, me or you? I think we both know I’m the more believable of the two.”

“I’ll get you back for this, trust me.”

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〔 𝟎𝟗:𝟐𝟔𝐩𝐦 〕 “am i really your boyfriend, y/n?”

the question is so out-of-the-blue, you nearly drop the freshly carven watermelon from your hands and into the kitchen sink. “if your name is ‘mark lee’ and you were born on august 2nd, 1999 in toronto, then yes. you really are my boyfriend,” you say from over your shoulder. “why? do you not want to be?”

“that’s not it,” he sighs, propping himself on an elbow as he stretches across the couch. “it’s just kinda hard to remember that i’m your boyfriend when you have six other guys flirting with you all the time.”

you chuckle to yourself. “since when have the dreamies been flirting with me?”

he immediately sits up and points at you. “so you’re admitting that they do!”

“that’s not what i meant, baby.” you quickly gather the fruit into a container and bring it to the living room, offering a fork to your boyfriend before sitting down beside him. “what ‘six other guys’ would you be talking about, other than them?”

“true…” he murmurs, stabbing at an innocent cube of watermelon and shoveling it in his mouth. you half-expect him to squirm in satisfaction, but he doesn’t. instead, he exhales an exasperated sigh and tosses the fork onto the coffee table. “ahhhh, i don’t know, i don’t know, i don’t know.“

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Jealousy | Lee Donghyuck (Haechan)

Pairing: Lee Donghyuck (Haechan) x Reader

Summary: Prince Haechan dances with all the other girls but you… How will he make it up to you, his secret lover? 

Genre: Prince!Haechan, waitress!Y/n 

Word Count: 1.2k

Gif: @orbitzones

Prince Haechan only had eyes for you.

Everybody knew that, they could see the way he physically itched to be by your side at any soiree, the way his hand was always on the small of your back. 

A year ago, when Haechan proposed to you, he was cut off from the royal family for three months and forced to crash in your tiny apartment. If he hadn’t been the oldest son and heir to the throne, his family would never have forgiven him.

Haechan was the most eligible bachelor in the whole country - and there were many princesses who didn’t like the fact that a ‘commoner’ like you was going to become the King’s wife.

They were determined to get Haechan for themselves - whether he was madly in love with his fiancée or not.

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[11:29 pm] An exhausted Mark Lee walks into the dorm, confusion filling his mind. Whenever you and Haechan get together, it is typically nothing but loud noise and chaos. So when he walks into the living room to see the TV playing some superhero movie and not a peep coming from either of you, he becomes curious.

Mark peeks over the couch, finding a fast-asleep Haechan sprawled out over your body, his long legs tangled with yours. He’s practically hanging off the couch, but that doesn’t seem to disturb his sleep. One hand cradles the back of your head and the other hangs loosely around your waist. Even in your sleep, Haechan is still protecting you, arms guarded around your body while trapping you against the couch.

Your shift slightly in your sleep, bringing your bodies so close together it that it becomes hard to tell where your limbs end and where Haechan’s begin. The two of you probably look like a mess, practically hanging off the narrow couch while cuddling each other like your lives depend on it, but Mark finds himself smiling at the sight anyway. He quickly snaps a photo, sending it to his group mates before quietly slipping down the hallway and into his room to let you and Haechan sleep peacefully.

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mistletoe | jeno

your mind is a mess when you meet your ex at a christmas party

genre: fluff, angst

content: gender neutral!reader, mentions of alcohol/being drunk

word count: 1.8k

author lin

part one | two

"If you don't come I will show up at your front door and throw a tantrum." Haechan spoke on the other end of your call, his whiney voice filling your empty apartment as you sifted through your wardrobe for something to wear.

"And I will leave you outside in the rain." You rolled your eyes, finally grabbing a shirt and jeans cute enough for the Christmas party.

"You're so mean to me~!" Haechan whined again and you couldn't help but laugh, "but you're coming right?"

"I'm literally getting ready as we speak," you stated, throwing the shirt over your head, "I'll be there in like ten minutes."

"Oh by the way… Jeno is here." Haechan's voice was quieter when he mentioned that name and your body froze.

Jeno. You hadn't heard that name in a while. Five months to be exact. The last time his name even left your mouth you were on the verge of tears, pathetically telling him that you respect his decision to leave you. You'd like to think that you'd already gotten over him, but your friends still treated him like a taboo topic. They were wary to ever mention him around you, but it was inevitable that you two would cross paths again. Your friends were still quite close to his friends. Haechan tried to hide it from you, but you knew they still played games with Jeno and friends whenever you were too busy. You didn't mind though. You were over him.

"It's fine, Hyuck," you hummed, grabbing the phone from your desk, "you don't have to walk around eggshells, I'm over it."

"Okay then," Haechan replied, his tone still soft as though he wasn't fully convinced, "I'll see you!"

…..

You arrived at Chenle's apartment as promised, shaking off your drenched umbrella at the doorway. The house was filled with familiar faces, your close friends and some of Chenle's friends that you'd met a few times. It was warm inside the apartment, a drastic contrast to the miserably rainy weather outside. Most people were lounging around, having drinks and eating Christmas themed biscuits. Others opted to dance in the middle of the living room, EDM music blaring from the speakers.

As soon as you arrived inside, you were immediately engulfed into a tight hug from Haechan. You could see he was already one too many bottles in from the red tint on his cheeks. He gave you an adorable grin as he forced a cider into your hand.

"It took you ten minutes to get this drunk?" You laughed in amusement, letting Haechan rest his arm on your shoulder to keep himself steady.

"I'm not drunk." Haechan slurred, the hiccup that left him selling him out.

You rested your body against the wall behind you and let your eyes observe the party. Mark was egging Chenle on as the younger boy threw back two shots at the same time. Renjun was at that point where his eyes were closed and he was yelling some lyrics to a song that wasn't even playing. Jaemin and Jisung were in an intense beer pong match and then you saw him. Jeno was officiating the match, making sure Jisung didn't accidentally throw the ping pong ball at Jaemin's face.

His face was flushed from the alcohol intake, but he definitely wasn't drunk yet. He had that damn smile on his face. The one where his lips curled up and his eyes squinted into crescent shapes. The one that made your heart flutter and swell up with an inexplicable warmth. His black hair was a bit damp and messily pushed away from his face. He wore a loose tank top, his toned arms folded across his chest and his denim jacket tied around his waist.

If you were crazy enough, you would've rushed into his arms. You would've begged him to take you back. You would've promised to be better to him. But you were better than that. You didn't want to be that pathetic ex who couldn't get over him, no matter how much the sight of him pricked at your heart. You couldn't promise to do better when you already gave him everything for two years of your life. You couldn't beg him to take you back because, at the end of the day, he didn't want you. He was the one who left you. You were over him, that's right.

…..

"Jeno!" You beamed as you jumped into his arms. He had a smile on his face as he squeezed you back, but after being with him for so long, you could tell from the way his eyes shifted that something was wrong.

"What's up?" You backed away from him, letting him hold onto your hand as he looked at you almost apologetically.

"Y/n… I need to be honest with you," Jeno sighed under his breath, his thumb gently rubbing the dorsum of your hand, "I think we… need to step away from each other."

"Huh?"

"I love you, I really do," Jeno couldn't meet your eyes, his head hung low, "but I don't think I'm really cut out for this relationship stuff… I can't keep up with it.. right now."

You realise this after keeping me around for two fucking years? You wanted to yell at him. You wanted to curse at him for him taking that long to figure out he didn't want to be in a committed relationship. Why couldn't he realise this before you fell so deeply in love with him? Before you gave him everything you had despite being anxious yourself about dating anyone.

But you couldn't bring yourself to get angry. In fact, you weren't even shocked. In the days leading up to this one he had started becoming distant from you. You could see he was growing uninterested. The spark between you two was slowly fading away, so when those words left his mouth you just accepted it for what it was. Your eyes brimmed with tears, but you just cleared your throat and gave him a fake smile.

"It's okay."

…..

It was most definitely not okay. If it were okay you wouldn't be staring at from across the room, clutching your cider to your chest as Haechan drunkenly babbled on about something to which you weren't paying attention. Jeno felt your stare on him and turned his head to look at you. You two made eye contact for a split second before you quickly looked away. 

"I forgot to tell you Y/n was coming." Chenle slurred, nudging Jeno with his shoulder.

"It's fine." Jeno muttered, sparing one last glance at you before turning his attention back to the beer pong game.

It was most definitely not fine. If it were fine, then he wouldn't be lifting his head every few minutes to catch a glimpse of you. The truth was, he regretted what he did to you. Of course he knew he wasn't ready for a committed relationship and he should've been straight forward about that before stringing you along for two years. Before you gave him your all and he just selfishly took it without thinking about the repercussions.

And now, with you standing there, he wished he could just envelope you into a hug and tell you how much he wanted to have you back in his life. He wanted to apologise for being impulsive and playing with your heart, even if he didn't mean it. But he knew he couldn't do that. He already hurt you enough and you deserved better than him. He didn't want to be selfish again.

"Dance with me Renjun!" Haechan yelled, rushing over to the boy and grabbing him to the middle of the lounge.

Too drunk to protest, Renjun slow-danced with Haechan. The lounge began to fill up with pairings, some couples, some friends, swaying along to the calm, RnB song that started to play from the speakers. Jaemin pulled Chenle and Jisung into his sides while Mark was standing by the beer pong table, frivolously dancing by himself. It was then that Jeno made eye contact with you again, but this time neither of you looked away.

It was like a scene from a cliché romance movie. It was as if the entire party around you dissolved into nothing. All you could hear was your heart hammering against your ribcage and all you could see was him.

And then he was walking towards you, nudging past all the slow dancing couples, his dark, gentle eyes fixated on you. You wanted to back away, but your feet stayed rooted to the ground. Your mind was clouded with so many contradictory thoughts. You wanted him. You shouldn't want him. You were over him. You could never get over him. Your mind was racing until he was eventually right in front of you and everything went blank.

"Hey." Jeno smiled sheepishly.

"Hey."

"How have you been?"

"Alright. You?"

"Same."

As expected, the conversation was awkward and it seemed as though it was doomed right from the beginning. Jeno cleared his throat and nodded, turning his body as if attempting to make his exit after immediately regretting coming over there in the first place. He was about to take a step before he changed his mind and turned back around to face you. He peered his eyes upwards before looking at you, pointing his finger towards the ceiling.

"Mistletoe." He spoke in a soft voice, drowned out by the loud music, but when you looked up you could clearly see the dark, green mistletoe dangling from the roof above the two of you.

"Yeah… mistletoe." You nodded.

Jeno shifted closer to you, hesitantly bringing his hand up to hold the side of your face. He watched your eyes for any signs of protest before leaning in, pressing his lips to yours. The spark that you missed so much was still there, as fresh as ever. His fingers snuck into your hair while your hands held against his chest. You couldn't fathom the warmth that rushed over your body, but it wasn't unfamiliar. Every time you would kiss Jeno, that intensity would hit you and you could never explain it. Was it love? And, more importantly, did he feel it too?

Jeno eventually pulled back, his hand still gently resting on the base of your neck. You opened your eyes to his endearing smile, your stomach did a backflip. You had to snap yourself back to reality and remember that he left you. He didn't love you as much as you loved him and you needed to stay on guard. You needed to protect your weak heart. You took a step back, his hand dropping back to his side.

"This doesn't change anything, okay?"

"Okay." Jeno replied.

He wasn't going to be selfish, he'd done enough of that already. You needed to move on to someone better and he wasn't going to stop you. He wanted you to be happy, even if that meant without him.

"I'll see you around." You hummed, giving him a soft smile.

"Yeah, I'll see you around," Jeno muttered, watching you walk away before he could say anything else, "I'm sorry."

mistletoe pt. 2 | jeno

ever since the incident at the christmas party, jeno can't stop thinking about how letting you go was a huge mistake.

genre: slight angst, fluff

content: gender neutral!reader, some profanity

word count: 1.7k

author lin

part one | two

a lot of you wanted a happy ending so here it is as a late christmas gift! hope you guys enjoy it and thank you for all the love for the first part 🥺

It was Christmas Eve, roughly a week since Chenle's party and Jeno still couldn't shake off the thought of you. The kiss ignited something in him, that love that he hadn't felt in a long time. That taste still lingered on his lips and your words still played with his mind. You were right. It was better that you two just went your separate ways. He hurt you and he could never convince himself that you wanted anything to do with him anymore. It was better that you were happy without him.

"So um… Jeno?" Jaemin spoke up hesitantly through Jeno's headphones.

"Hmm?" Jeno hummed in response, more concentrated on his kart drifting on his phone screen in front of him.

"At Chenle's party… we all saw you and Y/n…" Jaemin trailed off, not entirely sure how he was going to bring up the awkward topic with his best friend.

"And mister, you haven't brought it up at all this past week!" Haechan shouted through the voice chat and Jaemin groaned.

"We agreed to discuss this delicately, Hyuck." Renjun complained.

"Sorry, I was getting impatient." Haechan answered shamelessly, their race ending as they all arrived back in the game waiting room.

"Anyways, so what's going on with you two?" Mark asked casually.

"It's nothing guys…" Jeno replied in a soft voice, "we kissed… but Y/n told me it doesn't change anything… it's better for us to just move on from each other."

"I'll start crying." Jisung commented through a fake sob.

"Okay, that's what Y/n thinks, but how do you feel about everything?" Jaemin pondered.

"It doesn't really matter how I feel, right? I'm the one who hurt Y/n… so it's only fair that I just let Y/n move on…" Jeno admitted, his voice so obviously laced with sadness.

"Jeno…" Haechan sighed, "Y/n hasn't spoken to me ever since that party, and as the undisputed best friend, I can clearly tell that something is wrong."

"I thought I was quite tough competition for best friend, but okay." Chenle said teasingly.

"Shut up, Chenle," Haechan responded, "anyways, what I'm saying is that I don't think Y/n is being honest, all feelings considered… It doesn't seem like Y/n is over you, Jeno."

"Yeah, but it's still selfish for me to just waltz back in after what happened." Jeno mumbled stubbornly.

"I just imagined Jeno dramatically waltzing into Y/n's apartment." Jisung snickered.

"Honestly I would pay to see that." Chenle giggled in response.

"Jeno, please just answer the question," Jaemin sighed again, "how do you feel about Y/n right now?"

"But-"

"Just answer the question, Jeno Lee." Mark said sternly and Jeno just let out an exasperated sigh.

"I… I still love Y/n… just as much as I did, maybe even more now that I was on my own," Jeno admitted, "I was impulsive and immature and… I wish I could take back what happened between us."

"So um… go tell that to Y/n?" Mark replied nonchalantly.

"You make it sound like it's so easy." Jeno grumbled in annoyance.

"Just hold on, I have a plan." Haechan insisted before going offline.

…..

"I'm surprised you actually picked up." Haechan spoke and you just rolled your eyes, putting him on speaker as you busied yourself making popcorn.

"Hello to you too," you replied sarcastically, "what's the occasion?"

"Um… Christmas eve?" Haechan answered dramatically, as if offended by your question, "I know you've been in a mood lately, but you don't have to turn into the Grinch."

"I have not been in a mood," you complained, grabbing your bowl and cellphone and retreating to the lounge, "so did you just call to annoy me?"

"It's not like you have any other plans, I know you're sitting in the living room with popcorn ready to watch Home Alone."

"Shut up." You really had no snarky comeback for his completely accurate read on you.

"Plus, I'm not trying to annoy you," Haechan insisted, making you roll your eyes, "I'm just a concerned friend… you've been really distant since the party."

"Oh… have I?"

"I saw you with Jeno… what's going on over there?"

"Nothing is going, we agreed to just go our own ways, it's better that way." 

"Better for who exactly?" Haechan probed in his typical inquisitive fashion, "is it what you want?"

"Hyuck… I don't really want to have this conversation right now, we're over."

"Y/n… are you still in love with him?"

Yes. You had already come to that conclusion the night of the party. After seeing his face  after hearing his voice, after that kiss… you couldn't lie to yourself. You definitely still loved him and it made you so angry with yourself because you weren't supposed to love him anymore. You were supposed to be getting over him, but no matter how hard you tried, he clouded your thoughts. You wanted to be with him again, but you knew better than to run back into his arms. He didn't love you as much as you loved him. That was why he broke up with you in the first place and that was why he let you just walk away at the party. He was over you.

"Can I hang up now?"

"Wait! I'm attempting to spice up your usually boring Christmas eve." Haechan insisted.

"You're doing a really terrible job so far." 

"Listen, I'll drop off my gift at 12, please anticipate." And with that, Haechan cut off the call, not giving you a chance to ask any further questions.

You chucked your phone aside, placing your bowl of popcorn in your lap and opting to watch the Polar Express instead to spite Haechan. Two or three other movies in and the clock struck midnight. It was officially Christmas and you were left there in your apartment to anticipate Haechan's surprise gift. You weren't going to get your hopes up since Haechan loved to play pranks. You were mentally preparing yourself to get sprayed with a can of fake snow as soon as you opened the front door to him.

While you were engrossed in scrolling through Instagram, your security system chimed, indicating that Haechan had probably arrived with your surprise. You lugged yourself off the couch and lazily walked towards the front door. You unlocked the door and swung it open, expecting to see Haechan's mischievous smile before getting pelted with something, but none of that awaited you. Instead, Jeno stood at your door, nose red and his hands stuffed into the pockets of his puffy jacket. The wind outside was merciless, letting his thick hair fly over his face.

"Jeno?" You asked uselessly, but you were baffled as to why this man was standing in front of you again.

"H-hey." Jeno stammered, his body shivering against the cold weather.

"This weather um… come inside." You replied gingerly before stepping aside to welcome him into the warmth of your home.

Jeno practically bolted into the apartment, his body immediately relaxing once you closed the door and the wind no longer nipped at his face. You quietly made your way to the kitchen, turning on the kettle to make him a cup of tea while he slipped his shoes off and peeled off his jacket. Jeno silently arrived in the kitchen, smiling politely as he took the cup of tea that you offered him. Like a lost puppy, he trailed behind you and followed you to the living room. He hesitantly took a seat on the couch next to you, taking a sip of the tea to calm his nerves.

"What are you doing here?" You finally spoke up, your words coming out a bit more bitterly that you had intended.

"I came to apologise… for what I did to you," Jeno set the cup down, "I'm really sorry for hurting you like-"

"Jeno, can we not talk about this?" You shook your head, refusing to make eye contact with him, "I thought we agreed to just move on… go our separate ways."

"We can't move on without talking about this," Jeno sighed softly, "we both haven't been honest, so how can we move on when we're bottling up how we really feel?"

"Jeno…"

"Y/n listen… I fucked up, I acted impulsively and immaturely and hurt you as a result of that," Jeno held his head low, his hands clasped together as he rested his elbows on his knees, "I regret what I did because I really love you so much… I'm so sure of that and when we met again at the party, I regretted everything."

"You really fucking hurt me, Jeno," you felt your eyes welling up with tears as you looked over at him, "after two years… I really thought I was just a joke to you."

"I'm sorry," Jeno cleared his throat, "I loved you for those two years and I still do.."

"Jeno, look at me." You commanded.

He lifted his head and his heart broke when he saw the tears brimming your eyes, your hands balling into fists as you attempted to calm down your racing heart. The look of pain in your eyes was mirrored in his. You could tell Jeno meant every word he said to you. He was so sure of himself. So it was time for you to be sure of yourself.

"I love you too… As pathetic as it sounds I never got over you," you took a deep inhale, "you really hurt me…"

"I know… I know…" Jeno cooed, his hands came to rest over yours, "I know I'm being selfish right now, but if you want to… I'd really want us to try again and I promise I won't be stupid like that again."

"Okay…" You replied, giving his hands a reassuring squeeze.

"Okay?"

"Yes Jeno… this is your second chance," the bright smile that appeared on his face brought one to your own, "make it count."

"I definitely will," Jeno hummed, "I promise you that."

Jeno's hand dove into the pocket of his jeans and he pulled out a little green Christmas ornament. You couldn't hold back the amused laughter that escaped you when you noticed it was mistletoe. He held the mistletoe above you both, pointing his index finger towards his lips. You shook your head in bemusement before leaning forward and planting a sweet kiss on Jeno's lips. He giggled against your mouth, the mistletoe falling from his hand as he cupped your face, pulling you closer to him.

rendezvous and courtship

— haechan ver.

𝗵𝗮𝗲𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻

*ੈ you sat on his lap and laid your head on his shoulder, trying to convince him to go to bed—no matter how hard you try he'll always tell you, "wait a minute, this is my last game."

*ੈ you were really getting drowsy and decided to go to bed first, but haechan quickly placed his hands on your hips. he told you to stay and play a game with him instead.

*ੈ you continued to sit on his lap, but facing the monitor this time. you used the letters and the space bar, while haechan used the arrows and the mouse.

*ੈ he turned on your favorite rpg and you did all the quests together.

*ੈ you thought that you've finished all the quests till haechan moved to a different map. he brought you to a world you've never been to.

*ੈ you tired your best to search for the quests but there was nothing to slay.

*ੈ you walked around the same world for the last time till you bumped into haechan and saw his little avatar bringing you some flowers. he walked you deeper into the map and brought you to a beautiful scenery.

*ੈ the game displayed a cute wedding themed altar as haechan's avatar kneeled down and offered you a ring.

*ੈ you giggled at the thought of him messing around, but haechan suddenly wrapped his arms around you and offered an actual ring.

*ੈ he continued to give you a back hug as he reseted his chin on your shoulder and placed the ring before of your eyes.

*ੈ "weather it be virtual or realty, i'd love you just the same in every other world out there. will you marry me, yn?"

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a series of white lies

❝ he calls me ‘dude.’ i can’t date a guy whose term of endearment for me is the same one he uses for johnny suh. ❞

PAIRING ▸ mark lee x fem!reader

GENRES ▸ fluff, crack, high school au, best friends to lovers, childhood friends to lovers

WARNINGS ▸ profanity, underage drinking, honestly just a lot of fluff, johnny has a twin sister in this, mark drives with one hand on the steering wheel and i thought this deserved a separate warning, me fulfilling my mark lee gamer bf needs, fluffy kiss scenes, and mutual pining (but they think it’s unrequited love) ofc !!

SUMMARY ▸ in which it takes you six years to accept that you’re in love with mark lee. (it takes him one.)

PLAYLIST ▸ crush by lucian, tiffany day • falling for u by mxmtoon, peachy! • rising, rising - bassnectar remix by crywolf, bassnectar

WORD COUNT ▸ 10,514 words

AUTHOR’S NOTE ▸ i was very much in my mark feels so i wrote this spontaneously !! this actually feels short to me idk why but 10k in 2 days ??? im fucking crazy………. but im free. hope u guys like it <3 

YOU WERE ELEVEN YEARS OLD WHEN YOU FIRST ACKNOWLEDGED MARK LEE’S EXISTENCE.

He was Johnny Suh’s best friend—stuck at the hip since they were preschoolers. You had seen him around the house when you went to play with Johnny’s twin sister, Jia, but you never paid him any attention. At the age of eleven, you and Jia could care less about boys; you just wanted to see who could braid each other’s hair the fastest and see if you could fit into her mom’s evening gowns without her noticing. (Spoiler: you couldn’t.)

Since you lived down the street, all you had to do was walk a few minutes to get to Jia’s house. Mark, on the other hand, always rode his bike. Your mother didn’t allow you to go over on weekdays, so you practically lived at Jia’s house on the weekends. Now, though, it was summer vacation, so you could do whatever you liked. Like it was any other Saturday morning, you walked over to Jia’s in the summer heat.

Today, however, no one answered the door.

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“I do have a girlfriend”

The moment those words left Donghyuck’s mouth, he knew he was in trouble.

There’s room for mistakes with the statement he just made, like for one he doesn’t have a girlfriend, two he wouldn’t know where he could find a girlfriend and number three he knows atleast one of his friends knew he was lying.

“Finally moved on from Lia?” Jaemin asked, making the rest of the boys turn to him and for Donghyuck to make a face

“I thought I made it clear we don’t say that name out loud” Renjun not so subtly said

“You know I can hear you right?” Donghyuck asked his three bestfriends

“Just pretend that you didn’t” Renjun told him. The rest of their lunch period was spent on talking about random stuff and what to eat for dinner tonight but Donghyuck was still thinking of a way to get himself out of the little white lie he just said.

“Yuta hyung texted, he said they’re throwing a party this Friday. You should take your girlfriend” Jaemin just when Donghyuck thought they let go of that topic

“I’ll ask her” He mumbled, Renjun eyed him before asking the ultimate question

“Do we know her? What’s her name?”

That made Jeno and Jaemin look at Donghyuck too, waiting for his answer.

At that exact moment, Y/N was in his line of sight. She was just walking past behind the three boys, her earphones on and a book clutched in her hand

“Y/L/N Y/N”

“Y/N? Like the same Y/N in our Chemistry class?” Jeno asked, he was trying to recall if he ever saw the two talk or have any kind of interaction but he came up empty

“Yea, but please don’t corner her. We’re trying to keep it on the down low” Donghyuck quickly added, a loophole he was lucky enough to thought of

“No promises, we need to go now or else we’ll be late again” Renjun said then pulled on Donghyuck’s arm, going the opposite direction his supposed girlfriend went.

What has he gotten himself into.

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It’s been almost two months since the party, alsmost two months since Y/N and Donghyuck started to pretend they were dating. Things were surprisingly going okay, none of Donghyuck’s friends questioned him when he found them at the party with Y/N beside him, their hands intertwined.

—-

“Haechan! What took you so lo- oh, Hi” Jeno stopped midsentence as he sees his bestfriend arriving hand in hand with a girl

“Went and looked for her, didn’t want her to get lost in the crowd. These are my friends by the way, that’s Jeno, the blue haired one is Jaemin and this is my roomate Renjun” Donghyuck said as he points out his friends one by one, all of whom are kind of gaping at the sight before them

“This is Y/N, my girlfiend” the words flew out of his mouth like he has been saying it forever. Not a trace of lie could be detected. 

Meanwhile, Y/N awkwardly waved at the three boys. Already feeling a bit anxious under their intense and shocked stares. She started to tuck herself behind Hyuck, which the boy noticed

“Stop staring, you’re scaring my girlfriend”: this got them to shake out of their stupor

“Sorry, Hi Y/N” Jaemin said with a bright smile on, “Hi” she answered

“Didn’t expect you to come tonight” Renjun said, catching everyone’s attention

“Yea, I wasn’t sure I was coming since I have alot of work to catch up on but Hyuck convinced me so…” she said then shot a quick smile to her ‘boyfriend’ which he gladly returned

“Hyuck? oh wow that’s so cute” Jeno muttered

—-

Although Donghyuck did see Renjun staring at Y/N a couple of times, not because he was his type. He knew his bestfriend well enough to know that he was just trying to read her. 

After the whole thing with Lia, Renjun has always been very careful and silently taking care of Hyuck. Hyuck understood that Renjun was just looking out for him, which made him feel a hundred times more guilty about lying.

Over the weeks they spent together, Hyuck got to learn more about his ‘girlfriend’. Like how she’s more different once you get to know her and she gets comfortable with the other person. How she’s the only one who calls him by his real name, even when the rest of school and his closest friends got used to calling him Haechan. 

He liked it. 

If he was being honest, there are alot of things he likes about her but he’s been keeping it to himself in fear that he might scare her away.

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It has been a very busy few weeks for everyone. Midterms were coming, projects and exams were being thrown to the students’ way left and right. Hyuck and Y/N haven’t had the time to see each other the whole week. 

It’s not really a secret but they kind of miss each other. The day doesn’t end without either of them texting the other one how was their day or did they eat already. Just little acts like that, Hyuck looks forward whenever his phone dings meaning he just received a text. An instant smile making it’s way to his face, no matter how long and stressing his day goes he always looks forward to when Y/N asks him if he already ate or remind him to rest. 

The same goes for Y/N, after a very long day filled with classes a text would already be waiting on her phone. Constantly reminding her to eat and not to stay up too late. She found it cute that now someone tells her these things. All her classmates gushes about their boyfriends but she could never relate. So this is how it feels like, she thought. 

It was a Friday, the last class Y/N have. She’s so ready to collapse on her bed and sleep. It’s been a long two weeks. She already saw the text from Hyuck reminding her to eat something and a little word of encouragement making her smile while walking all the way back to her dorm. 

As expected, she just jumped on her bed not even bothering to take her coat off and was just about to doze off when she heard someone rapidly knocking on her door. 

“Okay okay, I’m coming” she mumbled, begrudgingly making her way to the door. 

On other side of the door, Hyuck stood. Rocking on his heels back and forth. The moment he was done with his last class he bid goodbye to Jeno whom he had the class with then literally ran out the door. Jeno was just smiling after his friend, knowing already where he’s going.  

When Y/N opened the door. She didn’t expect it to be Hyuck, she thought he would just go back to his own dorm and catch up on some sleep. 

“Hyuck?”

“Hey, good you’re not asleep yet. Did you grab some dinner?” he asked, meanwhile the girl just stood infront of him. Still a little confused and groggy from the very short nap she took

She looked so adorable right now, Hyuck wanted to tuck her in his arm and keep her there forever. 

“Aren’t you tired?” she asked, finally speaking. Y/N opened the door wider to let Hyuck in. The pair walked back to Y/N’s room and as soon as they get back there Y/N immediately collapses back on her bed. 

Hyuck chuckled at Y/N actions, her legs dangling at the edge of the bed. He took the empty spot beside her, looking down on the girl who already had her eyes closed. 

“Did you eat yet?” Hyuck asked back, Y/N mumbled something but he didn’t hear

“What was that?” Hyuck asked again, poking Y/N on the side. The girl swatting his hand away before answering again, “I’m too tired”

“Want to just order in?” 

“Okay” she mumbled again, eyes still closed and the hand she swatted away still in her grasp. Hyuck’s heart clenched at the sight before him, Y/N was being so undeniably cute he didn’t know how long he could keep his feeling at the bay. 

With his free hand, he pulled his phone from his pocket then proceeded to order some food for the both of them. Y/N’s hold on his hand softened but he didn’t want to pull away. 

After he finished ordering he locked his phone and set it on the bed, turning to look at the girl who is now napping beside him. 

“Even in your sleep, you still look cute” he mumbled, a small smile making it’s way to his face. 

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First and Last pt. 4

Hello! I was going to post earlier but got distracted. had to pause writing for bit bcs I was watching Hyuck’s vlive. Anywayyysss thank you for all the love and support. I hope you enjoy this chapter!

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“Do you think he’ll like it?”

“He said he likes tiramisu so yea” Jeno answered

“But I don’t want it to seem like I’m bribing him with food. Maybe I should just-“

“Y/N-ah, it’s fine. Jaemin will love it. And he’s not really mad at you, you know. He’s just sad and disappointed” Jeno assured the girl who was currently fiddling with the cake she was holding.

When Y/N came to Jeno, asking him for help he didn’t hesitate to say yes. He knew the situation was a bit complicated considering his friends are not on speaking terms at the moment. 

He could only imagine the tension over at Haechan and Renjun’s dorm.

“You know that doesn’t make it any better” y/n deadpanned, the boy sitting across her just shooting her one of his famous eye smile

“Don’t worry about it, where is Haechan by the way?” Jeno asked

“He still has two more classes, I had to call him this morning to make sure he actually got out of bed” y/n stated, Jeno was just smiling to himself as Y/n speaks about his friend.

Even if their relationship was pretend at the beginning, it looks like it isn’t anymore. He’s just not sure if those two were aware of it.

The first time he saw y/n and Haechan together, he didn’t even think twice about their relationship. They just clicked so easily it seemed like they’ve been dating for a long time.

All those times the two were together, it wouldn’t even cross anyone’s mind that it was fake. 

They brought out sides of each other, better sides, without even realizing it.

“I should go over and see if he’s okay but I don’t want to bother Renjun, I’m sure I’m the last person he would want to see” The girl mumbled, she looked so down and ridden with guilt

“That’s not true, he just needs some time. He’ll come around” Jeno said then shot Y/N a comforting smile. The two didn’t notice Jaemin approaching the bench they were sitting on

“Hello” Jaemin said making the pair jump in surprise. Y/N immediately stood up and bowed her head, holding out the box towards Jaemin

“I’m really really sorry about making you upset and lying to you. I understand if you don’t want to be friends with me anymore, here’s a little peace offering to lessen your sadness atleast for a bit” Y/N said, her voice getting lower as she speaks more

Jaemin leaned his head down, standing in line of Y/N’s sight

“My eyes are not on the floor though” the blue haired boy chuckled

“Sorry” 

“You need to stop apologizing for everything, like I said I wasn’t mad” Jaemin shot the girl a small smile then accepting the gift she was handing over

“Sorr- I mean… Yea…” Y/N stuttered, trying to stop herself from saying sorry again

“Don’t worry, thanks for this. You didn’t have to but thank you”

“I really do apologize for making you upset. That was never the intention we had when we did it” Y/N told him and also Jeno

“May I know why? Why did you do it?”

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First and Last Finale

And that is it for First and Last. I had so much fun writing this! I’d like to thank everyone who took the time to give this series a chance. Thank you for kind words and for supporting this story! I hope you enjoy this ending. If you have any suggestion, do leave a comment or a message to my blog. I love hearing abt what you guys think!

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If someone asks me to summarize the happenings these past couple of months, I’d only say one word. The first one that comes mind. 

Past me would freak out over this but this me just smiles at the thought. 

Back when I agreed to this arrangement I said I had nothing to lose, and I didn’t. But I did gain a lot. I gained new friends, ones who genuinely care for each other like family, I gained confidence in myself and now i’m able to say yes to things I would’ve said no to before. 

And of course I’ve gained a close companion, a friend almost but I already know he’s more than that to me. 

All those things lead me here.

While being lost in my thoughts I didn’t notice someone standing beside the table I was currently occupying, I only looked up after the person cleared their throat to catch my attention. 

“Huh? Oh sorry, I didn’t see you come in” I said, Lia shot me a quick smile before occupying the seat in front of me

“Do you want to order something or-” I asked her but she just shook her head in return

“Didn’t really come here for that, so why did you want to talk?” she asked back

“To say sorry” I could tell my answer caught her a bit off-guard, she gestured for me to go on

“I feel like we got off on the wrong foot, so I apologize for that”

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First and Last (BONUS CHAPTER)

Just one last chapter for my favorite sunshine. thank you for the support and love you’ve shown First and Last!

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“Can you hurry up? We’re going to be late. I don’t want to end up single before this trip even started” Donghyuck shouted through the apartment, tapping his foot impatiently as he waits for his bestfriend to come out of his room so they can finally leave

“Has anyone told you you’re dramatic?” Renjun said as he emerges from his room, pulling his duffle bag over his shoulder 

“You, let’s go let’s go let’s go” the other one replied, taking his own bag and making their way out to the car. 

“We’re finally going on a vacation, we deserve this” Renjun said as he slides in the passenger seat

“Seatbelt, and yes finally. I just hope Y/N isn’t grumpy right now. Let’s both hope that” he mumbled, fully knowing that his girlfriend gets grumpy when she just woke up from a nap or sleep. 

It was very early in the morning, or late at night. It’s 3am. Who decides to drive out that early? Well they all decided to just leave at this time so when they arrive at the vacation house it’s early in the morning and plenty of time to do activities for the rest of the day. 

Donghyuck didn’t have a problem with staying up this late, he was used to it. Although, he can’t say the same for the other two people who will be with him in the car

“Did you text her? Are you even sure she’s awake?” Renjun asks Hyuck as he drives to Y/N apartment complex

“Yes, she didn’t say one cohesive word but she’s awake”

When they got to her building, Hyuck could make out Y/N silhouette from a mile away. He made a mental note to tell her not to wait outside especially during this late hour. Ofcourse he was going to do this once she’s rested enough, he didn’t want to risk being kicked again. 

When they got to where Y/N was waiting, Renjun was just about to get out of the passenger seat to exchange seats but Y/N stopped him, 

“I’m not planning on talking so I think it’s better if you stay there” she mumbled, she threw her bag beside her and held the small pillow close

“Hi, baby” Hyuck said cutely, looking back to the girl at the backseat. She was wearing his hoodie, one of many she has claimed ownership of over the course of their one year relationship. 

Hyuck didn’t mind, he loved seeing her in his clothes. She looked so tiny and adorable, this made him want to just cuddle with her

“Remind me again why did we decide to drive at this hour?” she asked, the pout on her lips making Donghyuck smile as he started to drive again

“Because, we’re dumb” Renjun answered

“I know right, anyways I’m going to sleep. Wake me up when you guys get snacks or when we get there. I’m sorry in advance if I kick you when you try to wake me up” with this statement, Renjun starter to laugh and Hyuck slightly winced at the memory. 

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your (my) happy ending | l.dh

pairing : lee donghyuck x fem! reader

genre : slight fluff, lots of angst, best friends to lovers

warnings : cursing, slight making out, mentions of character’s death, mentions of sickness, mentions of disabilities

word count : 7k

summary : Lee Donghyuck represents the sun, and you mean the world to him. What happens when the world stops spinning? He’s left to write your his happy ending.

disclaimer : everything written in this story is purely fiction!! I’ve tried to do as much research as possible and may have overlooked some details, so I may not have done a good job at embodying the actual situation of someone actually suffering from illness or disabilities (I apologize in advance!) 

song recs : love you to death - chord overstreet // dear me, - gentle bones 

14.7.2009

You’ve been fighting for as long as you can remember. 

“Your daughter has been diagnosed with leukemia.” 

The word itself sounded foreign to you. You were about to turn to ask your Mom what it meant, your face falling when you see her hand over her mouth, holding back a sob as fresh tears seep from her eyes. 

What was a 7 year old girl going to know about dying? 

Hospital trips became a norm. School was no longer your second home, the doctor’s office was. Your parents were told that you wouldn’t make it past the age of 10. 

Yet here you are, a month away from your eighteenth birthday, getting weaker as time progresses, but still alive nevertheless.

You first met Donghyuck at the hospital. You remember it hurting so bad. You’ve never been so tired in your entire life, fever never seeming to subside even after three days. You had asked the nurse if you could go to the playground, sick of being coped up in a hospital room all day long. 

You never thought that you will one day be jealous of children who plays tag with their friends, who can climb up obstacles effortlessly to reach the top of slides, sliding down with the biggest grin on their faces. You used to be able to do all that. 

“Are you not going to play?” 

You were surprised by the sudden presence beside you, turning your attention towards the owner of the voice. A boy your age. 

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