Summary: You grew up with Jeno… You just didn’t realize how much your feelings changed along the way.
Pairing: Jeno x Y/N
Genre & Theme: Fluff, Nostalgia, Childhood, First Kiss.
Word count: 2,995
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The first time you met Jeno was when you were nine years old.
It was in a small park in Incheon, one that your parents let you go to with the aid of your older sister, Yerim. She would let you play on the equipment, keeping an eye on you as you scuffed around in the mulch while she, herself, mingled with a pretty girl her age with light violet hair.
It was interesting, to say the least.
He was just the boy from the other side of the neighborhood, at that point. A face you that hadn’t yet sunk into your memory. He liked to swing, he liked to pluck grass, and he enjoyed sitting under the yellow slide in the shade when it got too hot. That was the extent of your young knowledge.
It was just another summer day, and you were walking to the park holding Yerim’s hand. You played on your own, swinging on the swings next to the lanky mixed boy who lived in the house across from you when you heard a cry from under the yellow slide.
You jumped off the swing, little feet disturbing the mulch as you ran over to where the noise came from. It was the boy, the boy who liked to swing and pluck grass.
He had mulch and dirt across his lap, ruining his shorts. You looked around, grabbing onto a red support bar as you tried to find who could’ve upset him. A sniff rose in the air, bringing your attention back to the sitting boy.
“Are you okay?” You whispered, sitting down across from him.
He nodded, frowning as he wiped off his pants, “Yeah… I’m fine,” He glowered in the direction of two taller teenagers.
You followed his line of sight, seeing the two of them pushing each other jokingly as they laughed. The taller one nodded in your direction, pointing and smirking as your frowned at them, “They should apologize.”
“No-! It’s okay, you don’t-!” Jeno mumbled, trying to catch your hand as you pushed yourself off the ground and made you way over to the punks with an angry expression on your small face. The taller, and probably also the older one, raised an eyebrow.
“Apologize to him!”
Yerim looked on with a sigh, muttering, “There she goes again.”
The shorted boy snorted, “If he wanted us to apologize, then wouldn’t he be over here himself?”
“Who cares? Why are you so mean?” You whined, frown deepening. Yerim sighed, debating intervening. You flicked the boy in the chest, “Don’t kick dirt on people.”
The taller one stuck out his tongue, the muscle disappearing back behind his lips when he saw something behind you.
“Look who decided to come out of his hiding place,” he drew, “Coming to get your little girlfriend?”
Your face flushed red and tried to kick him in the shin, only to be pulled backwards by a soft hand. You stumbled, yelling, “I’m not little!”
Jeno held your wrist as he made you retreat, pulling you away from the tall, jeering boys. You still wanted to fight them, hurling out what little insults you knew. Eventually, you found yourself under the yellow slide once again, pouting.
“You didn’t have to do that,” He whispered, still holding your wrist. He let go when he realized you weren’t going to run over there and try to kick one of them in the shin again, “I can handle myself just fine.”
“Sure you can…”
He pursed his lips, “Jeno.”
“Sure, Jeno.” You sighed, “I’m Y/N. Wanna meet my sister?”
“Do I have a choice?” He sighed, tiling his head.
“Yes,” You said, but you already were dragging him over to Yerim, “It’s really warm today.”
Jeno agreed.
That afternoon, your sister took the two of you to a local shop and bought you frozen lemonade, all three of you siting on the street curb eating the cold sweet under the hot sun. Jeno had never tried it before, but quickly found out it was something he loved immensely. He slowly opened up to you, prompted gently by your older sister. You found out he went to a nearby all boys elementary school while you went to a co-ed school in the opposite direction.
You and Yerim brought him home where she and Jeno’s mom exchanged contacts and addresses. Jeno waved to you as you left, making your way down the sidewalk to where you lived, all the way across the neighborhood. You waved back, smiling at your newly found friend.
Fast-forward three years and the two of you still play together in the same park together, eating frozen lemonade when the both of your allowances let you or if one of your parents offered to buy it. He introduced you to his neighbor Jaemin, a taller boy with slightly lighter hair and cute cheeks. Jaemin went to your school, luckily. He wasn’t enrolled in the all-boys academy that Jeno was in.
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✎ . .
₍🌺₎ ..⃗. あなたは特別です、あなたは花の花びらのようにユニークです
Translation: You are special, you are unique like a flower petals!
[🍥] あなたは大丈夫でしょう。 心配しないでください ˀˀˀ ↷ ⋯ ♡ᵎ
Translation: You’ill be fine. Please don’t worry.
.˚ ₍🗒₎ ꒰ 詩に生きる ꒱ ↷ ⋯ あなた自身と一緒に患者になってください!
Translation: Living in poetry; be patient with yourself!
{🍣 *:・ スマイル } . .⃗ . 🍓 🌹 花やイチゴ ˀˀ
Translation: Smile; Flowers and strawberries
SHE’S IN LOVE WITH ME AND THAT’S A DRUG IN DANGEROUS DOSES
this reminds me of chenle
kun’s first solo concert + his biggest fan hendery
Share. Please. In honor or this nameless hero whom because of this letter he or she sent me, could save a life tonight.
again, my box is always open.
pairing: renjun x reader
genre: restaurant au, college au, angst, fluff, waiter!renjun
word count: 5,746
warnings: mentions of date drugs (not renjun), suggestive intentions (also not renjun)
summary: a dinner date gone wrong… or, if you look at it another way, a dinner date that almost got you in a terrible situation. almost.
a/n: not sure i really like the prompt of the way this date goes wrong, but renjun as a waiter? yes, always yes, 1000 times yes (also yikes the editing on the title in the picture rip XD) (also this is a repost because tags weren’t working the first time i posted this, i’m not sure why hjhdfjgfd)
Ever since you had laid eyes on Shin Youngjin, you’ve been harboring the largest crush on him. He was perfect — his voice had a comforting effect on people, his intelligence was said to be as sharp as his jawline, and every time he ran a hand through his hair, you felt yourself melt.
Unfortunately, you had been told by many individuals that Youngjin didn’t date — in fact, no one had ever seen him on campus with a girl longer than “was necessary”, which you took to interpret as “conversation made for class purposes only”.
But fortunately for you… he had seemed to make an exception.
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FOR @nct-writers April Event, WORK IT
SYNOPSIS. in hopes of meeting his student, liam’s ‘mama’ again, kindergarten teacher sungchan meets her at a speed dating event that leads to different and interesting encounters.
GENRE. romance, fluff, strangers-to-lovers!au, non-idol!au
PAIRING. kindergarten teacher!sungchan x kind-of single parent!y/n
WORD COUNT. 10.2k (hehe)
TEXT. it’s april 17th! (1:50 AM KST) hi hello, this is part of the nct-writer’s event for april as stated above! it’s my first time writing a story this long and i really enjoyed it because i liked the plot and how it turned out! and yes - i really went all out writing this hahaha. i also want to say kudos to all single parents & single guardians out there! i respect each and everyone of you <3. everything in this story is purely fictional and is a product of my imagination.
WARNINGS. cursing, single-parenting/single-guardian, brief mention of death, suggestive (making out - but only at the near-end of the story).
teaching kindergarten was something everyone never thought sungchan would do in his life, they always thought he’d take the career like a doctor, or an engineer, or some computer related stuff but no. from the faculty of medicine, sungchan decided to move to the faculty of education. it wasn’t because he found medicine hard, but because he firmly believed that teaching kids was his calling. he believes that through this career, he is building the future leaders of tomorrow. there is no denying, sungchan absolutely loves kids. the way they ask you innocent questions and the way they express their feelings just means that they are persistent in learning about new things every day.
after cleaning and putting the toys and books that were scattered around the classroom, sungchan decided to continue reviewing his kids’ work back at his apartment, the bright colored yellow classroom was starting to hurt his eyes and he couldn’t focus. with his backpack and a handful of papers filled with cute drawings, he closed the classroom door and walked to the school parking lot. he stopped his tracks when he noticed a little boy sitting on one of the benches in the waiting area, though he only started teaching a few weeks back, he knows it’s one of his students.
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info: mark x reader, enemies to lovers, road trip au
wc: 11.4k
warnings: cursing + mentions of alcohol consumption
Jaehyun’s invitation to his beach house was a kind one, offering your entire friend group a week-long stay at his- or his parent’s, beach house, a luxurious, large beachfront property that also happened to be 20 hours away, practically across the country.
A two night and almost three day road trip trapped in a small car with four other people was not your ideal way to travel or vacation but as Donghyuck had put it, “flights are expensive and Johnny’s car.. well it’s a car.”
You’re not totally sure how enjoyable the road trip will be but you do think that the final destination of the beach will definitely be worth it.
A week after Jaehyun’s invitation, after agreeing to switch out drivers, mapping out a route, and scoping out motels, you were finally gathered in Johnny’s garage, preparing to make the long drive.
You help load his sedan that fit everyone except Jaehyun- who was already at the beach house, as Donghyuck leans against the trunk and Johnny rustles around in the front seat before rushing back inside to grab something else, coming back out in a few seconds with a large cooler in his arms as you and Donghyuck part to make room.
“Mark is coming,” Donghyuck says casually with a raised brow and a smirk, watching your reaction as Johnny laughs, “She’s already been warned,” he adds with his typical, knowing smile. You control your expression, hating the way they both look at you waiting for your reaction- which doesn’t come. Of course you already knew Mark was coming, you had already prepared yourself accordingly for the added nuisance on the long drive.
“Mark’s fine,” you shrug, “I like Mark.”
Donghyuck scoffs before grabbing his suitcase and shoving it next to the cooler before taking your bag that you hand to him. He turns to you with obvious disbelief. “Ever since I met you, you have very openly not liked Mark.”
You don’t say anything in response, not bothering to argue with something that was true- but it’s not like Mark likes you either. It was a mutual dislike that you personally found completely justified.
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— aesthetic challenge ♡
tagged by: @marklyxxi this is super cute and fun to do! aaaa thank you so much, love! ✨
to make your own moodboard go to pinterest and search:
1. favourite colour + aesthetic
2. favourite colour + outfit + aesthetic
3. favourite colour + shoes (choose one that goes with your style)
4. favourite colour + an accessory you like
5. type a word that identifies you + quote
6. favourite celebrity + favourite colour
7. type your favourite hobby
8. favourite colour + aesthetic again
9. favourite colour + favourite word + aesthetic
tagging: (anyone who wants to do it kkkk xd)
REQUEST | hello bree! i hope you’re having a nice day :) if it’s okay with you and if it’s possible, could you write a scenario out of a song lyric? if it is,here’s my favorite part of la vie en rose ‘c’est lui pour moi. moi pour lui dans la vie. il me l’a dit, l’a jure pour la vie.’ in advance, thank you. 💕
GENRE | angst with a happy ending, married!au
PAIRINGS | doyoung x reader
WORD COUNT | 1.0K
TEXT & WARNINGS | this is kind of rushed?? but i hope you’d like this dear anon. la vie en rose holds a special place in my heart as my late grandmother always sung this to me every night. enjoy!
it’s only him for me
and me for him, for life
he told me, he swore to me, for life.
the cold water runs through your body as you rinse off the lather of soap. you have been inside the bathroom for almost an hour after putting your daughter to bed, and decided that a long bath would let you release the stress you’ve been feeling these past few days. you and doyoung weren’t in the best phase of your life, everything wasn’t going on so well with your marriage. it’s been over three days since that happened and you haven’t talked or seen each other since.
it was hard, yes. balancing your work and raising a 5 year old wasn’t easy – even being married to a famous singer wasn’t easy. this commitment is filled with ups and downs, like a rollercoaster ride. marriage isn’t just about its joy, it also came with trials; you realized. marriage is built in trust, love and admiration. and most importantly – it’s about forgiveness and humility.
you wrapped yourself with a bathrobe as you finished drying your hair. you were so lost in your own thoughts that you didn’t realize that doyoung was home. your daughter’s bedroom door was ajar as you saw doyoung sitting at the edge of her small bed as he ran his fingers through her beautiful long hair as he softly sang.
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