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mark pulls you in by the belt loop of your jeans. whether he wants to kiss you or simply have you closer to him, he'll hook his finger through the loop and pull; his hands immediately resting on your hips and a teasing smile on his face.

renjun tucks strands of hair behind your ear. sometimes when you're talking he's so focused on watching your facial expressions; he thinks the different faces you make while telling a story are endearing. he immediately notices the strand of hair that has fallen out of place, he knows it bothers you by the way you scrunch your nose. takes it upon himself to lean in and gently tuck it behind your ear with a soft smile.

jeno lifts his shirt up to wipe the sweat from his forehead; giving you a flash of his toned abs hidden underneath. it's something you've seen countless times before, but you can't help staring every time. it's amusing for jeno, who happens to catch you every time.

haechan looks you in the eye and glances back down to your lips before kissing you. absolutely loves to kiss you, so it happens quite often, but it never fails to make your heart beat a little faster; hurriedly moving to close the gap between your lips. 

jaemin loves to maintain eye contact. he’ll look into your eyes until you’re the one looking away. he knows you’ll try to beat him at his own game, it always happens; and you always fail. can only huff a laugh in return, you’re just too cute. 

chenle hugs you from behind. he’ll walk up behind you in the mornings; pouty lips and eyes still clouded with sleep. leaning on you, he wraps his arms around your waist and rests his head on your shoulder.

jisung kisses the back of your hand. something about kissing the back of your hand feels very intimate to him and is well aware of the effect it has on you. will press a lingering kiss very unexpectedly and will bask in your flustered state; pressing yet another kiss on the apples of your cheeks. 

yandere! you ignoring them- nct dream

hyung line 

maknae line

mark

one thing you should know about mark

he does not like to be ignored

he kept calling your phone

but to no avail, you weren’t picking up

livid, he ran to the cafe you worked at, causing a scene

“has anyone seen y/n l/n?” he shouts aggressively

the customers look around, confusion written all over their faces

he runs to the counter, peaking through the ‘employees only’ room as workers come in and out of the door

then he finally spots your figure as you make your way past the door

“y/n!!!! come here right this second”

it was annoying. he always belittled you. always made you feel like a small child compared to him.

it pissed you off that he came to your job, let alone, made a scene!

you went over to him only because you didn’t want him to cause an even bigger commotion

he pulls you close so that his mouth is aligned with your ear, “ not only did you ignore my calls, babygirl. but you disobeyed me by not coming to me the first time i called your name.”

“when we get home, get ready for your punishment.”

renjun

you were supposed to be watching a web drama with renjun when your best friend called you

he gave you the “don’t answer it” look

but you answered anyway, saying it wouldn't take long

10 minutes went by and you were still on the phone

getting sick of this, he asked you when your phone call would end, “come on, let’s watch the drama…”

you only glanced at him before turning back to your phone

okay, now you’ve done it. renjun is fuming.

he snatched the phone out of your hand and threw it from the balcony window

you went to the balcony rail to see where your phone landed

the phone landed right in the middle of the street

not even ten seconds later a truck ran over the phone, smashing it into pieces

you looked at the crime scene in horror

“looks like you need a new phone. oh well. that’s what happens when you don’t listen to me.”

you slowly turned around, anger boiling inside of you

jeno

you were walking down the street on your way home when jeno called you

you didn’t answer because you were about to cross the street that led to your apartment building

then suddenly it started to rain

you walked quickly across the street, trying not to get your hair wet

you ran to the front entrance of the building, hurriedly getting inside the warm building

finally making it to your door, you entered your apartment

your boyfriend walking back and forth not noticing your presence

until you shut the door behind you, causing him to lookup

he embraced you in a deep hug, “i thought something bad happen to you. you don’t know how worried i was,” he sighs in relief.

he wasn’t mad that you ignored him. he could never be mad at you. he was more worried than anything. scared that something bad had happened to you.

in a way, he can be very possessive of you.

he hates it when he’s not by your side because he can’t easily protect you if he’s not with you.

“from now on, i’m picking you up from work.”

haechan

haechan had bought tickets to a musical

you were supposed to meet up with haechan at the theater by 6:45 pm but you were running late

he kept calling you to notify you that the show would be starting in 15 minutes. you denied each call.

haechan was angry because he spent so much money on these tickets

if you don’t show, then he did all of this for nothing

when you finally do show up, it’s 7:15, the show had already begun, and haechan grew angry

“sorry i’m late”, you say. “oh, it’s no problem. i only waited, say, 30 minutes outside.” he stated sarcastically. okay, he was mad.

sitting in your assigned seats, you tried whispering to him that you were sorry, but he didn’t budge.

majority of the car ride home, haechan talking about the show while you stared out the window finding the dull night sky more interesting than this uncomfortable small talk.

“y/n! did you hear me?” I continued staring out the window, not wanting to talk to him right now.

“so you’re ignoring me, is that it? just wait until we get home.”

yandere! you ignoring them- nct dream

maknae line

hyung line

jaemin

you both planned to spend time together tonight since he came back home from touring the day before

you told him you would be home by 7 pm, and that you could order in takeout and binge-watch a new psychological thriller show that was just released

he was thrilled to be able to relax with you and cuddle… and then 7 pm hit, and you were nowhere to be found

he texted you, “where are you?” but you didn’t reply. instead, you left him on read.

okay, maybe she’s busy at work, he thought

he dialed your number, letting it ring for a while, only for it to go straight to voicemail. oh, he is not having it. how dare you ignore him?

two hours later, you made it home, opening your apartment door. it’s pitch black, no sign of your boyfriend anywhere, you think

you lock your door and turn on the light switch when you hear a foot-tapping noise

“you know... i would have appreciated it if you would’ve at least called to tell me that you’d be late. damn, you could’ve even canceled. instead, you ignored my calls and texts. so now you’re in trouble.”

chenle

it was finally the weekend

chenle and you chose to stay in for the day 

and just binge-watch movies in your bedroom

you didn’t expect him to talk the entire time

“why did the she do that?” “what do think will happen at the end?”

and “oh my gosh, do you think that he’s the killer?”

you tried to stay calm not wanting to upset your boyfriend

but he was urging your nerves with the million questions he had

so you ignored his many questions

“y/n, i know you can hear me.” he grunted.

you were quiet as he pushed your hands down with a strong grip

“oh darling, you really shouldn’t test my limits. you don’t want another punishment, do you?”

he smirked, looking down at you struggling to get up.

jisung

today you and jisung had planned to clean the apartment like you did every sunday

you were throwing the pile of dirty clothes that were left on the floor into the washing machine while listening to music

and jisung was cleaning the kitchen and living room

he had called after you for help with something

you didn’t respond

though you couldn’t hear what he was saying, you did know that he was talking

to whom, you didn’t know

you just assumed that he was on the phone

you went into the kitchen to find your boyfriend watching tv on the couch instead of cleaning

“hey, how come you’re not cleaning?” you curiously asked as you sat beside him.

when he didn’t give you a reply you softly nudged him, attempting to gain his attention

so when you he kept ignoring you, you started to grow annoyed. you stood up from your seat and were about to walk away, thinking that maybe he needs some alone time.

you froze when he spoke up, “how does it feel to be ignored? you don’t like it do you”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“… really?”

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

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

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

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

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

★

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

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

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

but suddenly chenle was next to you.

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

“you’re scared of thunder?”

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

“you’ll just make fun of me.”

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

“then yes, chenle, I’m scared.”

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

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

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

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

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

“don’t look at me like that.”

“why? I’m not allowed to be happy?”

“why are you happy?”

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

“because I can cuddle you.”

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

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

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

“why would I laugh at you?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

“you didn’t react.”

“huh?”

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

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

“yeah, I will until you’re asleep.”

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

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

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

“you’re cute.”

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

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

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

“I’m asking if I can kiss you.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

〄 〯 PAIRING. Ex-boyfriend! NonIdol!chenle × fem!reader (ft. Chenle nova namorada...) GENRE. Sligh angst REQUEST. No WARNING. Menção de comida, tristeza, e angústia, eu acho...

೫ [16:38 p.m]

Ver ele tão longe e tão perto ao mesmo tempo foi dolorido. Não foi um encontro planejado (na realidade não foi nem um encontro de verdade), foi como uma doce surpresa, como algumas várias que ele fez durante seu relacionamento... um bilhete fofo deixado na geladeira, seu doce favorito deixado para você, uma mensagem de voz desejando bom dia, quando não poderiam estar juntos ... Lá estava ele, Zhong Chenle estava parado em um corredor de supermercado analisando algum produto que não pode muito bem ver qual. Tudo o aque pôde ver, era seu perfil, mas só essa visão foi o suficiente para saber que ele estava ainda mais bonito, e aquela visão doméstica fez seu coração bater mais forte.

A beleza de Chenle sempre foi óbvia. Muitas de suas amigas costumavam o comparar com Leonardo DiCaprio — não que ele saiba —, mas conforme os dias passavam, ele parecia se tornar ainda mais bonito, e mesmo todo esse tempo longe dele, você não conseguia parar de se perguntar se a beleza de Zhong continuava a se expandir... e a resposta é um grande sim.

E ali estava você, o observando de longe, esquecendo completamente que estava em um local público e que poderia ser confundida com uma stalker maluca atrás do rapaz bonito, mas você não conseguia parar de o olhar. Segurando o que queria levar, considerava ir falar com ele, talvez ele também ficasse feliz em te ver, talvez pudessem conversar, talvez... E então em um piscar de olhos, a doce surpresa se tornou uma surpresa amarga, e seu coração disparou em um sentimento diferente.

Enquanto você pateticamente admirava Chenle de longe, uma garota se aproximou do rapaz e abraçou suas costas. Tudo o que pode fazer foi se ficar parada em seu lugar, enquanto uma bela garota tomava seu lugar favorito no mundo, e o abraçava calorosamente em público, sorrindo, visivelmente felizes e apaixonados.

Sua memória viajou diretamente para as várias vezes que esteve no lugar da morena. Foram incontáveis as vezes que tiveram encontros no mercado, principalmente quando tinham a ideia maluca de cozinhar juntos, mesmo sabendo por sua experiência anterior que aquilo daria muito errado. Alguém encontra alguma coisa relacionada a uma piada interna, e então rindo juntos, vocês inconscientemente gravitam sobre o outro (fato observado e comentado várias vezes por seus amigos), e então Chenle passava seus braços sobre seus ombros, a puxando para mais perto de si, e te abraçava. Esse era o modo que ele usava para te dizer "eu te amo", e você correspondia o apertando mais próximo a você também.

Porém aquela não é você. Já foi, mas não é mais. Aquela é uma outra bela garota que tirou a sorte a grande enquanto você, ficava ali parada, os observando em seu patético mundinho. É quando a realidade finalmente te atinge, e o ar some de seu pulmão, e você mal sente lata que segurava, cair no chão, fazendo um estrondo enorme. Querendo se esconder mais que tudo, você se abaixa para pegar o mesmo, e se vira ignorando completamente os olhares, e além de tudo o ignorando. Você não sabe, mas espera que a sua atuação seja excelente ao se levantar "lendo" o rótulo da embalagem e entrando corredor a dentro, porém a deixando ali, procurando sair sem levar nada.

Porém com seu desespero, e com um único objetivo em mente: deixar que ele visse seus olhos marejados e o arrependimento de o ter deixado ir, não viu que o barulho alto chamou a atenção de Chenle, que assim que a reconheceu não pode controlar a euforia que tomou conta de si. O que você também não sabia, é que mesmo estando com alguém que se importa com ele e que o ama, ele não consegue corresponder de mesma maneira, muito menos na mesma intensidade. Ele sabia que mesmo tentando a amar, o sentimento nunca seria o mesmo perto do que sentia por você. E é por isso que apesar de você sair andando do mercado sem levar nada além de memórias doloridas, você não vê chenle correndo e gritando seu nome.

Porém ele acredita que é um sinal. Afinal ele nunca te esqueceu, e o fato que aquilo que segurava o levou a memórias (parecidas com as que teve) dos dois juntos e nem cinco segundos depois você aparece, não poderia ser coincidência, não tinha como ser...não era. E por isso, mesmo que Kim Sunmi estivesse o chamando, mesmo que ele tivesse que voltar pra casa com ela e não com você hoje, ele sabia que não tinha como te deixar escapar mais uma vez. Ele não iria, e nem vai te deixar escapar mais uma vez.

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

೫ [16:38 p.m]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

〄 〯 PAIRING. Ex-boyfriend! NonIdol!chenle × fem!reader (ft. Chenle nova namorada...) GENRE. Sligh angst REQUEST. No WARNING. Menção de comida, tristeza, e angústia, eu acho...

೫ [16:38 p.m]

Ver ele tão longe e tão perto ao mesmo tempo foi dolorido. Não foi um encontro planejado (na realidade não foi nem um encontro de verdade), foi como uma doce surpresa, como algumas várias que ele fez durante seu relacionamento... um bilhete fofo deixado na geladeira, seu doce favorito deixado para você, uma mensagem de voz desejando bom dia, quando não poderiam estar juntos ... Lá estava ele, Zhong Chenle estava parado em um corredor de supermercado analisando algum produto que não pode muito bem ver qual. Tudo o aque pôde ver, era seu perfil, mas só essa visão foi o suficiente para saber que ele estava ainda mais bonito, e aquela visão doméstica fez seu coração bater mais forte.

A beleza de Chenle sempre foi óbvia. Muitas de suas amigas costumavam o comparar com Leonardo DiCaprio — não que ele saiba —, mas conforme os dias passavam, ele parecia se tornar ainda mais bonito, e mesmo todo esse tempo longe dele, você não conseguia parar de se perguntar se a beleza de Zhong continuava a se expandir... e a resposta é um grande sim.

E ali estava você, o observando de longe, esquecendo completamente que estava em um local público e que poderia ser confundida com uma stalker maluca atrás do rapaz bonito, mas você não conseguia parar de o olhar. Segurando o que queria levar, considerava ir falar com ele, talvez ele também ficasse feliz em te ver, talvez pudessem conversar, talvez... E então em um piscar de olhos, a doce surpresa se tornou uma surpresa amarga, e seu coração disparou em um sentimento diferente.

Enquanto você pateticamente admirava Chenle de longe, uma garota se aproximou do rapaz e abraçou suas costas. Tudo o que pode fazer foi se ficar parada em seu lugar, enquanto uma bela garota tomava seu lugar favorito no mundo, e o abraçava calorosamente em público, sorrindo, visivelmente felizes e apaixonados.

Sua memória viajou diretamente para as várias vezes que esteve no lugar da morena. Foram incontáveis as vezes que tiveram encontros no mercado, principalmente quando tinham a ideia maluca de cozinhar juntos, mesmo sabendo por sua experiência anterior que aquilo daria muito errado. Alguém encontra alguma coisa relacionada a uma piada interna, e então rindo juntos, vocês inconscientemente gravitam sobre o outro (fato observado e comentado várias vezes por seus amigos), e então Chenle passava seus braços sobre seus ombros, a puxando para mais perto de si, e te abraçava. Esse era o modo que ele usava para te dizer "eu te amo", e você correspondia o apertando mais próximo a você também.

Porém aquela não é você. Já foi, mas não é mais. Aquela é uma outra bela garota que tirou a sorte a grande enquanto você, ficava ali parada, os observando em seu patético mundinho. É quando a realidade finalmente te atinge, e o ar some de seu pulmão, e você mal sente lata que segurava, cair no chão, fazendo um estrondo enorme. Querendo se esconder mais que tudo, você se abaixa para pegar o mesmo, e se vira ignorando completamente os olhares, e além de tudo o ignorando. Você não sabe, mas espera que a sua atuação seja excelente ao se levantar "lendo" o rótulo da embalagem e entrando corredor a dentro, porém a deixando ali, procurando sair sem levar nada.

Porém com seu desespero, e com um único objetivo em mente: deixar que ele visse seus olhos marejados e o arrependimento de o ter deixado ir, não viu que o barulho alto chamou a atenção de Chenle, que assim que a reconheceu não pode controlar a euforia que tomou conta de si. O que você também não sabia, é que mesmo estando com alguém que se importa com ele e que o ama, ele não consegue corresponder de mesma maneira, muito menos na mesma intensidade. Ele sabia que mesmo tentando a amar, o sentimento nunca seria o mesmo perto do que sentia por você. E é por isso que apesar de você sair andando do mercado sem levar nada além de memórias doloridas, você não vê chenle correndo e gritando seu nome.

Porém ele acredita que é um sinal. Afinal ele nunca te esqueceu, e o fato que aquilo que segurava o levou a memórias (parecidas com as que teve) dos dois juntos e nem cinco segundos depois você aparece, não poderia ser coincidência, não tinha como ser...não era. E por isso, mesmo que Kim Sunmi estivesse o chamando, mesmo que ele tivesse que voltar pra casa com ela e não com você hoje, ele sabia que não tinha como te deixar escapar mais uma vez. Ele não iria, e nem vai te deixar escapar mais uma vez.

[masterlist] • [NCT DREAM Masterlist]

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

೫ [16:38 p.m]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[Masterlist] • [NCT Dream Masterlist]

〄 〯 PAIRING. Ex-boyfriend! NonIdol!chenle × fem!reader (ft. Chenle nova namorada...) GENRE. Sligh angst REQUEST. No WARNING. Menção de comida, tristeza, e angústia, eu acho...

೫ [16:38 p.m]

Ver ele tão longe e tão perto ao mesmo tempo foi dolorido. Não foi um encontro planejado (na realidade não foi nem um encontro de verdade), foi como uma doce surpresa, como algumas várias que ele fez durante seu relacionamento... um bilhete fofo deixado na geladeira, seu doce favorito deixado para você, uma mensagem de voz desejando bom dia, quando não poderiam estar juntos ... Lá estava ele, Zhong Chenle estava parado em um corredor de supermercado analisando algum produto que não pode muito bem ver qual. Tudo o aque pôde ver, era seu perfil, mas só essa visão foi o suficiente para saber que ele estava ainda mais bonito, e aquela visão doméstica fez seu coração bater mais forte.

A beleza de Chenle sempre foi óbvia. Muitas de suas amigas costumavam o comparar com Leonardo DiCaprio — não que ele saiba —, mas conforme os dias passavam, ele parecia se tornar ainda mais bonito, e mesmo todo esse tempo longe dele, você não conseguia parar de se perguntar se a beleza de Zhong continuava a se expandir... e a resposta é um grande sim.

E ali estava você, o observando de longe, esquecendo completamente que estava em um local público e que poderia ser confundida com uma stalker maluca atrás do rapaz bonito, mas você não conseguia parar de o olhar. Segurando o que queria levar, considerava ir falar com ele, talvez ele também ficasse feliz em te ver, talvez pudessem conversar, talvez... E então em um piscar de olhos, a doce surpresa se tornou uma surpresa amarga, e seu coração disparou em um sentimento diferente.

Enquanto você pateticamente admirava Chenle de longe, uma garota se aproximou do rapaz e abraçou suas costas. Tudo o que pode fazer foi se ficar parada em seu lugar, enquanto uma bela garota tomava seu lugar favorito no mundo, e o abraçava calorosamente em público, sorrindo, visivelmente felizes e apaixonados.

Sua memória viajou diretamente para as várias vezes que esteve no lugar da morena. Foram incontáveis as vezes que tiveram encontros no mercado, principalmente quando tinham a ideia maluca de cozinhar juntos, mesmo sabendo por sua experiência anterior que aquilo daria muito errado. Alguém encontra alguma coisa relacionada a uma piada interna, e então rindo juntos, vocês inconscientemente gravitam sobre o outro (fato observado e comentado várias vezes por seus amigos), e então Chenle passava seus braços sobre seus ombros, a puxando para mais perto de si, e te abraçava. Esse era o modo que ele usava para te dizer "eu te amo", e você correspondia o apertando mais próximo a você também.

Porém aquela não é você. Já foi, mas não é mais. Aquela é uma outra bela garota que tirou a sorte a grande enquanto você, ficava ali parada, os observando em seu patético mundinho. É quando a realidade finalmente te atinge, e o ar some de seu pulmão, e você mal sente lata que segurava, cair no chão, fazendo um estrondo enorme. Querendo se esconder mais que tudo, você se abaixa para pegar o mesmo, e se vira ignorando completamente os olhares, e além de tudo o ignorando. Você não sabe, mas espera que a sua atuação seja excelente ao se levantar "lendo" o rótulo da embalagem e entrando corredor a dentro, porém a deixando ali, procurando sair sem levar nada.

Porém com seu desespero, e com um único objetivo em mente: deixar que ele visse seus olhos marejados e o arrependimento de o ter deixado ir, não viu que o barulho alto chamou a atenção de Chenle, que assim que a reconheceu não pode controlar a euforia que tomou conta de si. O que você também não sabia, é que mesmo estando com alguém que se importa com ele e que o ama, ele não consegue corresponder de mesma maneira, muito menos na mesma intensidade. Ele sabia que mesmo tentando a amar, o sentimento nunca seria o mesmo perto do que sentia por você. E é por isso que apesar de você sair andando do mercado sem levar nada além de memórias doloridas, você não vê chenle correndo e gritando seu nome.

Porém ele acredita que é um sinal. Afinal ele nunca te esqueceu, e o fato que aquilo que segurava o levou a memórias (parecidas com as que teve) dos dois juntos e nem cinco segundos depois você aparece, não poderia ser coincidência, não tinha como ser...não era. E por isso, mesmo que Kim Sunmi estivesse o chamando, mesmo que ele tivesse que voltar pra casa com ela e não com você hoje, ele sabia que não tinha como te deixar escapar mais uma vez. Ele não iria, e nem vai te deixar escapar mais uma vez.

[masterlist] • [NCT DREAM Masterlist]

🍵🌿🖇..⃗. buy me a coffee?

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

೫ [16:38 p.m]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[Masterlist] • [NCT Dream Masterlist]

🍵🌿🖇..⃗. buy me a coffee?

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

೫ [16:38 p.m]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[Masterlist] • [NCT Dream Masterlist]

🍵🌿🖇..⃗. buy me a coffee?

〄 〯 PAIRING. Ex-boyfriend! NonIdol!chenle × fem!reader (ft. Chenle nova namorada...) GENRE. Sligh angst REQUEST. No WARNING. Menção de comida, tristeza, e angústia, eu acho...

೫ [16:38 p.m]

Ver ele tão longe e tão perto ao mesmo tempo foi dolorido. Não foi um encontro planejado (na realidade não foi nem um encontro de verdade), foi como uma doce surpresa, como algumas várias que ele fez durante seu relacionamento... um bilhete fofo deixado na geladeira, seu doce favorito deixado para você, uma mensagem de voz desejando bom dia, quando não poderiam estar juntos ... Lá estava ele, Zhong Chenle estava parado em um corredor de supermercado analisando algum produto que não pode muito bem ver qual. Tudo o aque pôde ver, era seu perfil, mas só essa visão foi o suficiente para saber que ele estava ainda mais bonito, e aquela visão doméstica fez seu coração bater mais forte.

A beleza de Chenle sempre foi óbvia. Muitas de suas amigas costumavam o comparar com Leonardo DiCaprio — não que ele saiba —, mas conforme os dias passavam, ele parecia se tornar ainda mais bonito, e mesmo todo esse tempo longe dele, você não conseguia parar de se perguntar se a beleza de Zhong continuava a se expandir... e a resposta é um grande sim.

E ali estava você, o observando de longe, esquecendo completamente que estava em um local público e que poderia ser confundida com uma stalker maluca atrás do rapaz bonito, mas você não conseguia parar de o olhar. Segurando o que queria levar, considerava ir falar com ele, talvez ele também ficasse feliz em te ver, talvez pudessem conversar, talvez... E então em um piscar de olhos, a doce surpresa se tornou uma surpresa amarga, e seu coração disparou em um sentimento diferente.

Enquanto você pateticamente admirava Chenle de longe, uma garota se aproximou do rapaz e abraçou suas costas. Tudo o que pode fazer foi se ficar parada em seu lugar, enquanto uma bela garota tomava seu lugar favorito no mundo, e o abraçava calorosamente em público, sorrindo, visivelmente felizes e apaixonados.

Sua memória viajou diretamente para as várias vezes que esteve no lugar da morena. Foram incontáveis as vezes que tiveram encontros no mercado, principalmente quando tinham a ideia maluca de cozinhar juntos, mesmo sabendo por sua experiência anterior que aquilo daria muito errado. Alguém encontra alguma coisa relacionada a uma piada interna, e então rindo juntos, vocês inconscientemente gravitam sobre o outro (fato observado e comentado várias vezes por seus amigos), e então Chenle passava seus braços sobre seus ombros, a puxando para mais perto de si, e te abraçava. Esse era o modo que ele usava para te dizer "eu te amo", e você correspondia o apertando mais próximo a você também.

Porém aquela não é você. Já foi, mas não é mais. Aquela é uma outra bela garota que tirou a sorte a grande enquanto você, ficava ali parada, os observando em seu patético mundinho. É quando a realidade finalmente te atinge, e o ar some de seu pulmão, e você mal sente lata que segurava, cair no chão, fazendo um estrondo enorme. Querendo se esconder mais que tudo, você se abaixa para pegar o mesmo, e se vira ignorando completamente os olhares, e além de tudo o ignorando. Você não sabe, mas espera que a sua atuação seja excelente ao se levantar "lendo" o rótulo da embalagem e entrando corredor a dentro, porém a deixando ali, procurando sair sem levar nada.

Porém com seu desespero, e com um único objetivo em mente: deixar que ele visse seus olhos marejados e o arrependimento de o ter deixado ir, não viu que o barulho alto chamou a atenção de Chenle, que assim que a reconheceu não pode controlar a euforia que tomou conta de si. O que você também não sabia, é que mesmo estando com alguém que se importa com ele e que o ama, ele não consegue corresponder de mesma maneira, muito menos na mesma intensidade. Ele sabia que mesmo tentando a amar, o sentimento nunca seria o mesmo perto do que sentia por você. E é por isso que apesar de você sair andando do mercado sem levar nada além de memórias doloridas, você não vê chenle correndo e gritando seu nome.

Porém ele acredita que é um sinal. Afinal ele nunca te esqueceu, e o fato que aquilo que segurava o levou a memórias (parecidas com as que teve) dos dois juntos e nem cinco segundos depois você aparece, não poderia ser coincidência, não tinha como ser...não era. E por isso, mesmo que Kim Sunmi estivesse o chamando, mesmo que ele tivesse que voltar pra casa com ela e não com você hoje, ele sabia que não tinha como te deixar escapar mais uma vez. Ele não iria, e nem vai te deixar escapar mais uma vez.

[masterlist] • [NCT DREAM Masterlist]

🍵🌿🖇..⃗. buy me a coffee?

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

೫ [16:38 p.m]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[Masterlist] • [NCT Dream Masterlist]

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𝙂𝙇𝙄𝙏𝘾𝙃 𝙈𝙊𝘿𝙀: 𝙖𝙣 𝙣𝙘𝙩 𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 !

Welcome to GLITCH MODE; an rpg starring none other than the nct dream members! In each mission, you will take on the role of a new character and play through the story quest to reach the end!

[MAIN MENU]: from controllers and professional gaming pc’s, to head sets and twitch subs— the boys have it all. competitive, smart and ever ready to win, they begin to realize that there’s another prize lying out in the real world for them, the prize of your heart.

[SETTINGS]: fluff, angst, gamer! au, streamer! au, various trope pairings, fluff, angst, comedy, romance, suggestive, food, profanity, etc. warnings and themes will be added with every individual fic.

[DURATION]: speedrun: 3k | playthrough: 9k

[NEW GAME]: START (latest release)

▸𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐑 𝟐 | na jaemin

version: streamer! jaemin, gamer! jaemin, friends with benefits au, profanity, fluff, slight comedy, angst duration: tba closed beta test: Na Jaemin has always been player 1, the one at the top of the player chart with all the wins and everything he could possibly want. Being the best sometimes got to his head and unfortunately for you, you were the girl who was hopelessly in love with him, eager to please. It’s sad really, the fact he only ever saw you as player 2.

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▸𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐒𝟓 | lee donghyuck

version: streamer! hyuck, gamer! hyuck, established relationship au, profanity, comedy, fluff, slight angst duration: tba closed beta test: Your boyfriend is sweet and considerate, always looking out for you and making sure to be there for you. You had met him in one of your college classes and although you had been with him for over two years, sometimes you wonder if he loved his PlayStation 5 more than he loved you.

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▸𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 | lee jeno

version: gamer! jeno, streamer! jeno, enemies to lovers but also friends to lovers, profanity, fluff, comedy, angst duration: tba closed beta test: Lee Jeno is the epitome of everything you could ever hate, and the feeling is mutual. You’ve competed in almost everything against each other, determined to gain the upper hand. On a totally unrelated note, that fun streamer you’re pretty good friends with is thinking about doing a face reveal.

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▸𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐄 | zhong chenle

version: gamer! chenle, streamer! chenle, friends to lovers, profanity, fluff, comedy, mutual pining, angst duration: tba closed beta test: Zhong Chenle wasn’t the type of guy to get nervous easily. He had known his worth ever since he was a little kid, so it wasn’t often that he found his palms sweating and words stumbling over each other. The only time that happened was when you were involved.

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▸𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐑 | mark lee

version: gamer! mark, streamer! mark, strangers to lovers, profanity, fluff, comedy, angst duration: tba closed beta test: Mark Lee was popular, there was no doubt about that. Being one of the most relevant twitch streamers tended to do that to you in the online world as well as the offline one. That popularity led to a plethora of people falling for his sweet demeanor and pretty smile, so you knew that winning his heart would be a challenging game it itself.

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▸𝐂𝐑𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐒 | huang renjun

version: gamer! renjun, streamer! renjun, exes to lovers, profanity, fluff, comedy, angst duration: tba closed beta test: You’re heard of crying in the club, now get ready for crying on your DS! There was only one person in the world who managed to get you doing that and it was none other than your darling ex-boyfriend; Huang Renjun. The world hates you though, because you end up having to compete against him in a gaming competition. Using a DS.

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▸𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑, 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐘 | park jisung

version: gamer! jisung, streamer! jisung, best friends to lovers, profanity, fluff, comedy, angst,  duration: tba closed beta test: Jisung was the complete opposite of you, he liked peaceful games like animal crossing and you liked league. He liked story based games and you liked horror. Too bad that he was head over heels for you, because if there was one this both his viewers and you liked to do, it was to make him suffer.

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[12:32 am]

your phone pings as you receive a new text message.

[lele 🐬]: hypothetically, if i were to show up at your house with ice cream, what would you say

you shake your head and smile, kicking your legs over the bed to sit up straight while you type back a response.

[(name) 💕]: don’t tell me you drove ALL THE WAY HERE

[lele 🐬]: i said HYPOTHETICALLY

[(name) 💕]: hhhhhhh

[lele 🐬]: and you still haven’t answered my question

[(name) 💕]: hmm

[(name) 💕]: well first i would glare at you because you should be asleep

[lele 🐬]: :(

[(name) 💕]: and second i would yell at you for driving all the way here

[lele 🐬]: :((

[(name) 💕]: but third i would hug you and tell you to come in because it’s cold outside

[lele 🐬]: :D

[(name) 💕]: hypothetically of course

[(name) 💕]: why do you ask

as if on cue, the doorbell rings. you click your phone off and run to the front door, knowing who will be on the other side.

boyfriend!chenle stands a few feet away, his signature grin visible under the lights on your doorstep.

“surprise!” he says, holding up a plastic bag that has something with a definitive shape inside.

“is today some sort of special day?” you ask, raising an eyebrow as your lips quirk up in a smile.

“it’s wednesday,” he adds optimistically, and he shrugs as if to say, that’s it.

“what’s in there?” your gaze moves to the plastic bag, the straps now twisting around his fingers.

“oh, i got some stuff for us!” chenle stands where he is, and you start to reach for the bag but he pulls his arm back at the last second. “ah-ah. nope.”

you drop your outstretched hand to your side, giving him a look that reads, seriously?

“you gotta pay me,” he says in a sing-song voice. “pay first and then i’ll give it to you.”

“is inviting you into my house not enough?”

“no.” he then turns his head to the side, light reflecting off of the apples of his cheeks as he smiles. “i only accept payment in the form of kisses.”

standing on your tiptoes on the spiky welcome mat, you hold his shoulders to balance as you lean in to press a kiss to his cheek. chenle, however, quickly turns his head and finds your lips with his, humming as he notices that you’re wearing the cherry lip balm he got you for your birthday.

“lele — !” you pull away and peck his face, just above the dimples that are on full display. “i thought you meant on the cheek!”

“well, i never specified what kind of kiss.” he takes off his shoes before entering your house, and you don’t miss his smug expression as he steps inside.

you smile. of course it wouldn’t be that simple.

chenle walks in and sets the bag on your counter, pretending to be shocked when you ask about it again. “oh, you want me to open it? you’re gonna have to give me a couple more kisses, then.”

you sigh, impatient but amused. “how many?”

“three.”

“where?”

“hmm...” he then taps his nose. “i want one here.” he taps his cheek. “and one here. and one —” he places his finger just shy of the corner of his lips — “right here.” he raises an eyebrow at you, daring you to accept the challenge.

you roll your eyes but comply, holding his head in your hands as you kiss his nose, his cheek, and finally the corner of his —

chenle’s arms wrap around your waist to pull you closer as you knowingly fall for his trap. he ignores your red-flushed face, and he doesn’t need to see your ears to know that they’re already burning from your second kiss of the night. this one lasts longer than the first, possibly because it didn’t take you by surprise.

you laugh when he steps back, pretending to complain that he made you miss the final spot, and an unapologetic smirk crosses his face.

“whoops,” he says, his voice void of any regret. “my bad.“

“you know,” you say, “if you wanted to come over you could have just asked. you didn’t need to get anything.”

“mmhm.“

“so how come you bought ice cream at midnight?“

“huh?” he stares at you, confused.

“... why did you buy a carton of ice cream?”

“what? i didn’t buy a carton of ice cream.” you look at him quizzically and he continues. “i bought —” he pulls the sides of the plastic bag down to reveal its contents — “two cartons of ice cream.”

[6:18 pm]

“haechan says i’m going to be his father-in-law,” chenle groans, shutting the door with his foot. the tall stack of cardboard boxes in his arms wobbles precariously, the objects inside rattling with the distinct sound of plastic hitting plastic.

you look up as daegal bounds out of your lap to greet your best friend. “haechan what? oh, do you need help with that?” you gesture to the stack in his arms and stand up, prepared to spot him if needed.

“nah, i’m good—” he’s interrupted by a poorly-timed box that falls from the top onto the floor, the contents (a few colorful bouncy balls and a stuffed lion toy) spilling out. daegal pounces on the lion, which is practically the same size as her, and you laugh, taking the top three boxes off of chenle’s hands.

“sure you are. what was that about haechan earlier?”

he sets the things down before collapsing onto the couch, sighing. “he says he wants to marry daegal. and i said no.”

“i see. so you, being daegal’s father, disapprove?” you ask, pulling the stuffed animal towards you. the dog continues to tug at the lion’s foot, and you smile. chenle had brought her home almost two weeks ago, and she’s already won over practically everyone’s heart at first sight (you included).

“i do disapprove,” says chenle, sniffing. “i don’t want haechan as a son-in-law.”

“must be hard being a pretty single lady these days,” you muse. “too many guys going after you.” daegal hops back into your lap, rubbing her face against your leg. over the past few days, she’s really warmed up to you, even starting to prefer your presence to mark’s (but he doesn’t like to admit it since he’s still bitter she ran into your arms instead of his yesterday).

“yeah, well, it seems to have worked out alright for you,” chenle mumbles.

your head whips up and you lock eyes with your best friend, who is only now beginning to realize he said that out loud. “what?”

“um, nothing.”

your heartbeat pounds in your ears. “you think i’m pretty?”

“w-well yeah...” chenle rubs the back of his neck awkwardly, wishing that he’d kept his thoughts to himself. what had originally started out as a small crush, a tiny “i like you” barely visible in his blushing cheeks, had over the years evolved into a vegas-worthy street sign with the same words flashing above his head. he thought he had it perfectly under control, and now he just blew it.

from your lap, daegal stares up at him, head tilted to the side, almost daring him to make the jump. you’re looking at him as well, your hand frozen behind the dog’s ears.

“you’re always pretty,” chenle blurts out, instantly bringing his arms up to hide his face. “and um, i like you.” he says it without thinking, his cheeks flooding with red regret. him and his big mouth, constantly getting him into trouble—

“i like you, too.” you say it quietly, like a secret meant to be kept between best friends, but you say it like you mean it. now chenle’s head is spinning, his braincells working overtime. what did you say?

“hey.” you wave a hand in front of his face, smiling softly in reassurance. “you alright?”

“y-yeah?” he blinks, coming to his senses when you gently place daegal in his lap. “yeah, i’m good.”

“um, you still need help with these?” you nudge a box with your foot, momentarily having forgotten the task that you were supposed to be doing.

“oh. oh right.” he slowly lifts the dog up and onto the floor, taking great care not to step on her, before making his way over to the boxes.

you glance one of them, which contains several pillows and yet another stuffed plushie. “daegal’s going to be so spoiled,” you say, “but i guess we can never fault her for being cute.”

chenle allows his hand to brush against yours, hesitantly locking both of your pinkies together.

“yeah, well, she’s not the only one.”

bf!chenle x reader

[5:47pm] ࿐

“baby!!! awww i missed you so much!!!” you gasped, running in for a hug.

“i missed you too!!!” chenle held his arms out, waiting for you to run into his embrace…until he was pushed aside, budged by your shoulder as you ran right passed him.

“daegal!!! you cutie!!! did you miss me???” you smothered daegal in kisses, holding her up to your face.

chenle stood there and watched, feeling defeated.