#nct blurbs
[1:54 a.m]
the tiny fan blowing air towards the two of you somehow cannot beat the heat that gathers all around in your shared bedroom. blankets were tossed off of each other’s practically stripped-down-naked bodies in futile attempts to regulate body temperatures, yet your boyfriend thought the best solution was to snuggle closer to your sweaty body.
“please woo, spare me from this scorching prison,” you whine from between his arms.
“don’t be dramatic,” jungwoo mumbles into your shoulder, seemingly unaffected by the heat that is practically causing your room to steam in the hot summer night.
“if this is being dramatic then you’re a broadway actor,” you scoff, releasing yourself from his inferno of a grip to get up and turn the fan onto the highest setting. clambering back over towards the bed and flipping your pillow for the millionth time, you turn over and mumble another ‘goodnight’.
it’s when you feel a hand crawling across your stomach and hot lips pressing themselves once again between your shoulder blades that you give up on your cool-down ministrations and fact reality that you will never have any personal space with jungwooaround.
[2:13 p.m.]
renjun notices the way your head tucks onto your chest and the way your feet dangle as they intertwine with his in the hammock. you hated the fact that you can fall asleep so easily wherever you go, but it only makes you seem more endearing in renjun’s eyes. especially now, your soft snores reminding him that there’s no place he’d rather be except laying with you.
[3:38 pm]
haechan is sitting on the couch in the dressing room when you enter. you decided to surprise him before a show, having not seen him for quite a while due to quarantine. you rush over to where he is sitting, and when his eyes land on you, he gasps and opens his arms wide.
“hihaechan,” you giggle as he eagerly pulls you into his lap. you play with his hair as he he cranes his neck up to look at you.
“i missed you so much,” he pouts and you kiss him. he buries his face into the warmth of your chest as he continues to hold you. “you smell nice.”
his grip on you is so tight you can’t help but beam at the fact he has been so eager to see you.
[4:11 p.m.]
the sun was just setting on the horizon when you visited him. you come over frequently, as the breaks in both of your schedules line up, allowing you guys time to see each other. the apartment is empty when you first walk in and all the lights are off. you chuckle, knowing he’s in his room doing whatever he does in his free time. it’s different each time. you kick off your shoes and walk to his bedroom, where you can hear quiet music playing.
his back is turned to you when you enter, only to quickly swivel around in his chair at the sound of your entrance.
“hey, sorry for not knocking.”
“that’s alright,” ten smiles. “i knew it was you when i heard the front door open.”
he was wearing an apron, with splotches of paint scattered across the fabric. in his hand laid a palette, filled with mellow colors of blue, black, green, brown, and white.
“were you expecting me?” you ask, pulling around a chair and sitting backwards so your head leaned against the backend.
“i always do,” ten responds, a teasing quip to his tongue.
you roll your eyes at his playful mannerism. it’s amazing how fast your heart beats whenever he opens his mouth, despite how often you visit. you guess you’re not used to it yet. maybe you never will be.
you fold your arms along the rear of the chair, chin resting atop of your hands. the sky is painted pink and yellow, casting a warm shadow onto the canvas in front of ten. within the intricate lines and sketches drawn in black, a woman is displayed, painted with the most detail and color.
“she’s beautiful,” you remark. ten’s eyes follow your gaze to the drawing, and the corners of his mouths quirk up into a smile.
“she reminds me of you.”
you let out a giggle of embarrassment and hide your face in your arms. ten bites his tongue to hold his excitement in.
“what movie should we watch tonight?” you ask, choosing to disregard ten’s last flirty comment for the sake of your composure.
“i was thinking pride and prejudice,” he states after a couple of seconds. ten sets down the palette and brush in his hands and replaces the two objects with your face instead. a quiet gasp leaves your lips at the proximity of your faces. “how does that sound, my lovely elizabeth bennett?”
you bite your lip and grin at the man awaiting an answer in front of you. the heat emanating off both of your faces is enough to warm you from the evening breeze seeping in from the cracked windows in his room. touching your nose with his, you can’t contain the grin that spreads from cheek to cheek as you whisper against ten’s lips. perhaps you could get used to this feeling after all.
“that sounds like a grand idea, mr. darcy.”
[18:26]jungwoo zones out as he watches you gather ingredients together, his thoughts filled with future scenarios of you preparing dinner for a bigger family than just the two of you.
for@boxer-skz, just a little smth before i go into hiding
[13:39] the almost-silent volume of the television seems to make you even more tired as you snuggle your head further into your boyfriend’s chest. the soft rhythm of his heartbeat is like music to your ears, and you hum sleepily when he brings his hand up to play with your hair.
when he notices your breathing finally slow down and steady itself, xuxi drops his head slightly to watch your sleeping form. sure, it’s not the most attractive angle to look at someone from, but the way your features relax into the calmest expression make it so that he couldn’t look away even if he wanted to.
even so, moments like this are rare between you two. it’s increasingly more difficult to find time to spend with each other, and the time you do have is either spent with the rest of the guys around or out in public. he unconditionally looks forward to spending time with you alone, even if you are just napping and not paying any attention to him.
as with any situation like this, his first thought is to immediately grab his phone and take a hundred pictures at both the best and the worst angles he can without moving. xuxi scrolls through them, chuckling silently to himself when he imagines your reaction to finding out he has photos of you like that. one in particular stands out, however, but not in a bad way: your head buried in his chest, lips in a soft pout, and brows furrowed so slightly that he only notices because of how often he looks at you in general. if he could only take one picture of you for the rest of his life, this would definitely top the list.
a smile of pure love and adoration makes its way onto his face as he sets the photo as his lockscreen, continuously turning his phone on to look at it for god knows how long before finally resting his head against yours and allowing sleep to cloud his mind with yours.
wise words from Jaehyun.
:: if yall mfs dropped him or the other 97 liners then yall need to do some reflection️️ sk aint even in lockdown what are yall on yall prolly the type of people who reads articles from koreaboo haha
wise words from Jisung
wise words from Johnny
꒰ʰⁱᵗˢ ᵇˡᵘⁿᵗ ˢᵉʳⁱᵉˢ꒱
Manager: Okay, I’ve called you all to this meeting because some of us don’t seem to get along.
Doyoung: Me and Taeyong are literally the only ones you called here.
y'all mind if renjun expresses his feelings for you?
waiter: i’m sorry sir, but your card has been declined
taeyong: run it again
waiter: we ran it 3 times
*taeyong to jaehyun*: oh my- this is so embarrassing, do you mind taking care of it?
jaehyun: no problem! [grabs waiter by the collar and pulls him close] he said run it again
got this idea when I was rewatching 7llin’ in the dream couldn’t resist writing about Jeno because he looked really adorable there :(
Jeno gets sulky easily, especially when one of his friends was taking your attention away.
“Y/n, come dance with us! I know you really like this song,” Haechan whined tugging on your sleeve. You playfully rolled your eyes before letting him drag you away from the hammock.
Your boyfriend watched you from afar, his lips slowly turning into a pout as he watched you dance along to the music along with his two friends not seeming to notice that he was there since you were having fun.
The male dragged himself to the hammock, softly pushing Chenle before laying down beside the younger. He was still sulking.
Chenle seems to notice the behavior of the boy beside him has changed. Chuckling at the older’s childish act, he pinched Jeno’s cheek before sitting up, now making his way to Jaemin.
“Alright I’m tired now, you guys can dance together I’m gonna rest.” You said while making your way to your boyfriend.
He noticed that you were coming his way, he was happy to finally get all of your attention to himself again. But he was still sulky.
You sat down on the hammock, reaching your hands out to pet Jeno’s messy black hair. His pout was still visible.
“What’s got you sulking so much, baby?” You asked, even though you already knew the answer. The boy in front of you lets out a huff.
“I don’t know, maybe it’s because you were busy giving all your attention to my friends instead of your beloved boyfriend,”
You let out a giggle. Jeno heard it and his eyebrows furrowed, “Oh so you think this is funny?” He moved your hand away from his head, crossing his arms.
You can’t help but laugh again, slowly moving your body to lay down beside him. Wrapping your arms around the black-haired boy.
“No baby, of course not. You just look really cute right now, I’m sorry alright? You got all of my attention now, will kisses make you feel better, baby?” You spoke, Jeno couldn’t hold in his smile any longer.
Of course it will, he loves your kisses.
The male looks at you with big doe eyes, lips puckering. You leaned in gently smashing your lips against his slightly chapped ones.
It lasted for quite some time before Renjun decides to interrupt, “Y'know I’m cool with you two being lovey-dovey but please try not to suck each other’s faces off in front of us,”
You and Jeno both giggled at his comment. The poor boy had a disgusted look on his face.
Before you even had a chance to respond to the other male, Jeno had wrapped his arms around you pulling you close to his chest.
He placed a quick peck on your forehead, “I love you, y/n.”
“are you stupid? i don’t like you.” you spoke, staring into mark’s eyes. the poor boy froze, not knowing what to do when you started walking closer to him.
“but i..” you paused, moving your head closer to his ear. lips ghosting just right above the shell of his ear before speaking again. “really, really, really love you..”
mark’s heart was thumping really loudly. a deep shade of red slowly creeping up to his cheeks, oh how he wish you would move away already so he could finally breathe in.
after what seemed like forever, you finally moved back to create some space between the both of you. “how’d i do? was that great?” you smiled at his current state, he looked so cute right now.
the black haired boy cleared his throat before straightening his position, looking everywhere around the room besides your eyes. “t-that was great, (y/n). im sure your crush would be flustered..” he stuttered.
oh little did he knew it was for him.
© hyvckluvr on tumblr, 2021.
[7:14PM] a big smile was plastered on renjun’s face, jogging slightly so she could have a chance to catch him. and eventually, she did. the couple laughed out loud, his hands snaking around her waist as she wraps her arms around his neck.
“i love you, so much.” the brown haired boy spoke. eyes full of love while staring into her eyes. “i love you too, injun.” she responded, slowly starting to lean in so she could press her lips against his.
i smiled, feeling happy that he was able to move on. but deep inside, i could feel my heart slowly ache as i watched my lover with another girl. if only i survived, this would’ve been me instead of her.
although, it’s fine. as long as he’s happy with her. i no longer have to see the love of my life cry over my death over and over again. today marks as his 21st birthday. it also means that he’ll finally spend his birthday somewhere else other than my grave.
as they hold each other’s hand and began to walk away, i watched my other half become whole again with another.
a/n: aaaa im sorry for writing so much angst lately (〒﹏〒) i can’t help it heuheuehe but i promise to write fluff afterwards!! no!more!sad!stories! but anyways,, this was completely inspired by a tiktok vid i came across while i was scrolling :]
— “water fountain.”
pairings: jisung x gn!reader
genre: angst, just pure angst. (maybe a bit of fluff if you squint hard enough hueheu)
a/n: feeling kinda angsty lately im always feeling angsty most of the time but most of my fics here are fluff..♀️also i recommend listening to water fountain by alec benjamin bc this drabble is completely inspired by this song :v i switched up a bit of the lyrics so it would make sense but yeah!!1!1!!1
“he told me that he loved me by the water fountain,he told me that he loved me and he didn’t love her,and that was really lovely ‘cause it was innocent,
but now he’s got a cup with something else in it.”
“you know, i wouldnt have found this beautiful place if it weren’t for you, love.” jisung mumbled out before reaching his hand out to caress your cheeks. humming at his words, you looked down at the boy who had his head laid on your lap.
the two of you were seated on the mat that you brought near the water fountain. the both of you just so had to stumble across the place a few weeks ago and it had became your new favourite place to hang out with your dearest boyfriend.
“yn?” the black haired boy called out, causing you to get back in reality. “yes ji?” “you know i love you, right?” jisung stared into your own pair of eyes, his cute smile was visible for you to see. smiling back at him, your hand begin to caress his fluffy hair.. brushing his bangs of his eyes before responding. “of course love, and i love you too.”
he suddenly lift his head up from your lap, now sitting up to face you, his big hands gently reaching out to hold yours. “good. thank you for trusting me even though those nasty rumours were going around the whole school. you’re the only person i love, only you baby. no one else, not even her.”those were just sweet, sweet lies.
“it’s getting kind of blurry at a quarter-past-ten, and she was in a hurry to be touching his skin, he’s feeling kind of dirty when he’s dancing with her,
forgetting what he told me by the water fountain.”
“hey sweetheart, you’re a little late to the party but at least you’re here now. wasn’t expecting you to come, your dress suits you a lot.” na jaemin slipped his arms around your shoulder, handing you a red cup. you were pretty used to his flirty personality, of course making sure that he doesn’t cross the line as you were in a relationship with ji.
smiling at the lad, you took the cup in your own hand, taking a sip from it before responding. “i apologize for being 30 minutes late, was having a hard time choosing out my outfit and i heard ji is here too so why not join him? ah- by any chance do you know where he is, nana?” “you don’t have to apologize, pretty. and I’m not sure sweetheart, I haven’t seen him around ever since he came in.”
jaemin spoke, a hand brushing his freshly dyed blonde hair which looked really good on him. the boy detached his arms from your shoulder, shoving it in the pockets of his ripped jeans before speaking again, “i can help you find jisung if you want me to, though.” straightening your body portion, you quickly fixed your dress by pulling the hem of the fabric down since it was riling up before politely declining his offer.
soon both of you parted ways, jaemin went back to jeno and renjun while you were walking around the house, looking for your boyfriend. you had been looking for him for the past 15 minutes, texting him several times but still hadn’t got a response from him. your eyes searched around the dance floor, suddenly landing on a particular spot.
there he was, dancing with her. his arms wrapped around her waist while hers was all over his body. anger, but mostly disappointment filled your body. he was there at the dance floor, with his arms wrapped around another girl’s waist instead of yours. it’s like he had forgotten what he said to you back at the water fountain.
“and if he ever goes back to the water fountain, the handle will be broken and the rust set in.
but my hand, it will be open and I’ll try to fix it. my heart, it will be open and I’ll try to give it”
jisung ended up at the water fountain, this time feeling extremely guilty. guilty that he had lied to you, guilty that he still loves her. guilty for making you upset. how he wished all of this wouldn’t happen, he wished to not love her anymore.
deep down, he knows. he knows that it would never happen. he would still love her no matter what, even if she’s not the one for him and the real one was standing in front of him the whole time. he feels stupid. stupid for still going after her even though you were so much better at almost everything. his thoughts were cut out from a faint voice coming from behind, the voice calling his name.
“jisung?” you called out. suddenly his heart was beating fast, not knowing how to act after the incident and you not responding to his chat. “what are you doing here?” you were slowly walking towards the boy, head slightly tilted to the side waiting for his answer. “…yn, I’m sorry-”
“no, it’s alright. let’s… not talk about it.” awkward silence lingering around the air between you two. both you and jisung did not dare to speak, until you decided to break it. “so.. what are you doing here?” clearing your throat, you waited for his response, “i was waiting for you..” the tall boy said.
“listen, i know you saw me with her.. and i wanna apologize for that. i know what i did was wrong, just.. please don’t leave me. i still love you, so so much.” oh how much you hated yourself for coming back to him with just those words. you hate how weak you are for park jisung.
in the end, no matter what he did. you would always come back in his arms, even if he lied to you multiple time.
Jungwoo: Guys…I think I like boys
Johnny:Oh you didn’t know? We’ve known for like months
Jungwoo:Wait what?
Johnny: Trust me, ain’t no man can move his hips like that and be straight
Interviewer: Hello welcome, and you guys are?
Yukhei:Fabulous
Sicheng:Depressed
Yangyang:Hungery
Ten:Gay
Kun:…..Wayv?
Taeyong: What do you got there Haechan?
Haechan: Oh, you know just a Mother’s Day card for the best mother in the world
Taeyong: Aw Haechan-
Haechan: [Looks Taeyong dead in the eyes as he hands the card to Suho]
Haechan: You can’t say bubbles in a threating tone
Chenle: Bet
Later
Renjun: Hey, why is Chenle on the roof screaming bubbles?
Johnny: Why are your tongues purple?
Jeno: We had slushies, I had a blue one.
Jaemin: And I had a red one.
Johnny: Oh.
Johnny:
Johnny: OH-WAIT
Mark: You drank each other’s slushies?
Haechan: What time does judgmental express get here?
Taeyong: What are you talking about?
Johnny: Doyoung arrives at noon
Things NCT have said that you can hear:
“OH YOU ARE NANA?”
“Okayyyyyyyyyy~”
“FiGhTiNg HaEyAdWaE !¡!”
“Oh daddy”
“Ty track, ty track”
“ˢᵏᵃʳᵘᵗ”
”Whats up we’re the uh-Foregin swaggers”
“I lived in America for four years man”
“Johnnys Fashion Evaluation”
“Johns Banana?”
“NOOOoooo Chittaprrrrrrrr”
“do you love me?”
jungwoo’s voice echoed through your head. those words never left your brain. it was like a worst case of ear worm, the type that would linger in your mind for days.
of course you love him. you really do.
you love him when his hair’s a tattered mop in his face in the wee hours of the morning. you love him whenever he tries to cook you both breakfast only to turn around with a sheepish smile on his face as he tells you that he burnt the pancakes. you love him whenever he presses his cold lips to the apples of your cheeks, just to “warm them up” (you hated it, but could never bring yourself to tell him off). you love him when he begs to be to the smaller spoon, claiming that he sleeps better in your arms.
if you love him like this, why couldn’t you bring yourself to say the words?
walking home in the rain is hell, according to johnny. especially because he’s walking home in the rain alone.
johnnyalways hauls his giant umbrella around on the driest days of the years and always misplaces it when the sky decides to flood the neighborhood. he hates the rain, especially because of the long trek home from university.
that is, until johnny starts walking home with you.
nowadays,johnny gets to take refuge under your umbrella. it’s too small to fit the both of you, but one soaked sleeve is better than an unexpected shower with clothes on he thinks.
nowadays,johnny starts to like the rain. he starts to like the tight fit and the way you unconsciously move closer to him to avoid getting wet. johnny likes the brush of your shoulder against his chest and the way he could hear your breath because you’re so close to him.
johnny hates the rain, but today, he likes it a little more.
walking home in the rain is hell, according to johnny. especially because he’s walking home in the rain alone.
johnnyalways hauls his giant umbrella around on the driest days of the years and always misplaces it when the sky decides to flood the neighborhood. he hates the rain, especially because of the long trek home from university.
that is, until johnny starts walking home with you.
nowadays,johnny gets to take refuge under your umbrella. it’s too small to fit the both of you, but one soaked sleeve is better than an unexpected shower with clothes on he thinks.
nowadays,johnny starts to like the rain. he starts to like the tight fit and the way you unconsciously move closer to him to avoid getting wet. johnny likes the brush of your shoulder against his chest and the way he could hear your breath because you’re so close to him.
johnny hates the rain, but today, he likes it a little more.
the drive home is quiet.
haechan navigates the way to your home with one wrist draped over the steering wheel lazily, the other is placed over the stick shift, intertwined with yours; his thumb strokes the back of your hand in slow, calming motion. haechan steals a glance at you and catches your eyes, giving you a soft grin before adverting his attention back to the road before him.
soon, he’s pulling into your driveway. he shuts off the engine and twists in his seat to be facing you.
what’s going on in that pretty little mind of yours,haechan asks cheekily. he gives your hand a squeeze in protest when you shake your head, urging you to speak your mind.
i was just thinking about if this is going to last forever, you say quietly.
you can’t possibly be thinking about us breaking up on the first date, he laughs, his head falling back against the headrest of his seat.
i can’t help it, you protest weakly as you pull your hand from his grasp. i just don’t want to act a fool only to have you break my heart at the end of the day.
silence fills the space between you two once more. after what seems like an eternity, haechan clears his throat. he sits up in seat properly, leaning over the stick shift and entering your head space. he rests his forehead against yours, his lips just mere centimeters apart from yours.
you’ve been breaking my heart since the day i met you, he whispers, getting impossibly closer to you.
and i think i’m okay with letting you get away with it.
˚ * .
╰ ♡ [MARK-0-CLOCK]
You FaceTime Mark, shameless singing and dancing to “Kiss Me Thru the Phone.”
Mark shakes his head and giggles at you as you semi-shout the lyrics at him.
He might have thought you were just being ridiculous, but you really meant every word you said.
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// nct dream jisung dnyl edit
[23:12]
xiaojuntakes your hand in his, shielding you away from the frosty night wind, as you two stand on in the darkened streets of the city. the only light illuminating the path ahead is the jarring glare of the street lamp beside him. you take your free hand and cup his cheek, xiaojungives you a shy yet endearing smile as he leans into your touch. his features are highlighted by the streetlamp, giving him an almost angelic look as his dark chocolate eyes watch you with a deeply loving gaze. you could feel yourself start to melt slowly underneath his touch and gaze.
he brings your hand to his lips, placing a warm kiss to them as he softly utters, “you’re the prettiest person in the entire world y/n.” before placing a delicate kiss upon your lips.
[15:09]
“pretty.”jaemin mutters softly, his thumb running over your knuckles. you could hear the leaves rustling in the late summer wind as you lay sprawled out upon the pale yellow picnic blanket underneath you and jaemin. a mischievous smile plays on your lips as you quirked back at him.
“are you talking about me or the sky there, babe?” his eyes flicker towards you, a small smile playing on his lips as he shuffles closer to you. jaemin’s hair was slightly windblown, his hand suddenly enveloping yours in a warm embrace as he rests his head lazily into the crook of your neck. you could hear a deep sigh coming from jaemin as he placed a soft kiss onto your cheek. you smiled shyly to yourself, you could feel your cheeks starting to burn a rosy red from his kiss.
jaemin nestles closer to you as he murmurs. “both.” you hear him pause in his sentence. you turn towards him, an eyebrow arched before he continues. “though, in my eyes you’re prettier.”
[16:28]
“hey,” you utter softly. “i’ve missed you.”yuta’sgaze is tired yet gentle as he breaks into a small smile when he sees you, standing in the doorway of your shared apartment. he takes your hand gently and entangles his finger in yours, his jacket hangs loosely off his shoulders as he pulls you closer to him.
“i’ve missed you too.” he whispers at you, placing a delicate kiss to your cheek. though the kiss feels less warm than it used too. you look up at him, meeting his tender eyes, and smile shyly. yuta’seyes never meet yours and your smile never seems full-hearted. you both notice that but it seems you’re both too scared to tell each other.
his grip around your fingers feels less loving than it usually does, but it has a for a while now and you try to pretend it still does. he notices every time you kiss him on the lips, you never lean in fully like you used to before but yutastill grins back at you as if you had just kissed for the first time though his eyes always give it away.
it hurt to see this happen, you and yutaknew it. but there was a part deep inside both of you that was hoping that this was only temporary and that everything would go back to normal. it was probably a stupid choice that you and yuta choose to believe, normal felt so far from where you were right now. but maybe, it truly would go back to the way it was like once before.
[17:21]
“you’re like really pretty, y/n.”bestfriend!jeno drunkenly slurs at you, his lips twisted into a mischievous grin. you can smell a light whiff of alcohol as he lazily drapes his arms around your shoulders from behind you. he nuzzles closer towards you. “god, i wish i could kiss you.” you hear him whisper softly, his head drops tiredly into the crook of your neck. your cheeks suddenly flush a bright shade of red. you bite the inner corner of your lip nervously, a long pause draws between you and jenobefore you find yourself muttering quietly.
“then do it.”
[20:45]
“dance with me, y/n?”boyfriend!jaeminasks you, his chocolate eyes glimmering in the dim lighting of the apartment. slow yet charming music started to flood the empty apartment as he took a careful step closer towards you, his arm extended towards you with a small smirk playing upon his lips. you carefully slide a worn bookmark between the aged pages of your book as you turn to your boyfriend, his sweater hanging loose off his frame. you let out a deep sigh before taking his outreached hand, a mischevious grin gracing both of your faces as jaemin gracefully spins you into his embrace.
you feel your chest flushed against his as he wraps his warm hand around your waist, pulling you closer as you both sway to the melodic music across the hardwood floors. “so,” you mutter quietly. “mind me asking what spurred this sudden dance?” you let your gaze fall on jaeminas he looks back at you, a reddish hue starting to spread lightly across his cheeks as he answered back. “what? is it not allowed for a boyfriend like me to take the one i love for a romantic dance?” you giggle at his response, nuzzling yourself closer into the warm crook of his neck as you feel jaemin’sgrip around your waist tighten.
“fair point.” jaeminsmiles lopsidedly at your response as he watches you sway alongside him under the pale lighting of the apartment, creating an ethereal aura around the both of you. he lets outs a soft sight before he lets his temple rest lazily against yours. you hum contently as you place a chaste kiss upon jaemin’s lips, leaving you feeling fluttery from his touch. jaemin pauses for a second before turning his head towards your lips as they crash softly together, letting your feet move along accordingly to the slow rhythm of the music. you feel your shoulders droop as you both pull away, smiling coyly at each other before you return your chin to jaemin’sbroad shoulders and his to your temple. this goes on for a while. jaemin’seyes glazed over with pure adoration towards you and yours filled with a deep love for him.
the song in the background seems to never cease, playing the same sweet melody over and over again as you both slow-dance away into the airy night with hearts full of an evergrowing love.
[21:52]
you remember him on a summer night like this. golden eyes, bright smiles he felt like heaven. his hair was a soft chestnut brown that glimmered in the moonlight as he took your hand in his, wrapping his warm fingers around yours with his sunglasses perched low on his nose. you felt the sand crinkle between your toes as hyuck, now gone from your grip, stood alone on the rocky shore of the beach before beckoning you over, a small pout resting on his lips with his hand outreached expectantly for yours. as you took his warm hand, bracing yourself for the harsh ocean wind blowing your way with the sea crashing violently against the rocky shore, a look of worry graced his face for a split second before he turned to you. you giggled as you glanced at him a lopsided grin plastered on his features with his windblown hair resting messily upon his head as you asked him. “why? scared hyuck?” you could almost hear him light scoff at your question, a gentle smile spread across his red lips. you felt his hand grip tighter around yours, a quiet giggle left his lips as he placed a feathering kiss upon your nose before quirking back, his eyes watching yours intently. “never y/n.” it was a beautiful night wasn’t it, you thought to yourself. a heavenly night with a heavenly boy. but with all boys like him, he was never meant to last.
