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Fashion Model Yukhei!
Interviewer: Hello welcome, and you guys are?
Yukhei:Fabulous
Sicheng:Depressed
Yangyang:Hungery
Ten:Gay
Kun:…..Wayv?
Haechan: You can’t say bubbles in a threating tone
Chenle: Bet
Later
Renjun: Hey, why is Chenle on the roof screaming bubbles?
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”
[11:50] within the minutes, the tension between you, johnny, and your friends rose little by little. that question you asked caught johnny off guard. he didn’t know why but he felt disappointed and it was irritatingly inexplainable on his part.
it made him grit his teeth, as if he wanted to say something but no words seemed to come out of his mouth. his eyebrows met in frustration just thinking about it. you looked so familiar yet you were so distant. his eyes drifted from your face to your hand. the clenching of your hand on your chest gave it away that you were uncomfortable.
all the reason for him to pick up the hint that he needed to leave right now and not make you weirded out because of his mere presence.
“s-sorry.” he stuttered, “i-i think should leave.”
johnny exited the little circle your friends shortly gathered in, his group looking at you intensely and with pity. your eyes welled and you couldn’t say anything. as you excused yourself to the toilet, you told the girls not to follow you. you needed the time alone.
“it’s so hard to just watch them both suffer. we can’t even do anything.” mark groaned, mouth slightly quivering.
“if i were her, i could never handle the trauma and crap she went through.” kun sighed, combing his hair back before placing his hands on his hips.
yeri looked up with tears almost falling, “who could? she had to lie to the person she loved and owed her life to.”
jaehyun pressed his lips, “and she’s carrying the guilt she wasn’t even meant to carry in the first place.”
you stared at yourself through the mirror, you couldn’t even fathom anything. your head was all empty until johnny appeared in front of you after months.
ah crap.
the sight of the man you loved made your heart pierce wide open, it was stinging and painful that your breathing lost control. by the time you exited the toilet you were heaving, it was getting harder to breathe and you wanted to escape, bumping into several students along the way.
johnny..johnnysuh..
you haven’t said his name in a while and right now that was the only word you so wanted, craved for, desperate to see and be in his arms.
you could’ve been though, if it weren’t for the accident that almost costed your life yet put johnny’sin shambles and pieces, pieces that lasted years mostly had you in it but went away in split seconds.
seeing him right now would mean blaming yourself and that guilt would envelope you like a blanket. but damn those feelings hurt so much you wanted it to stop.
you wanted to see him, you wanted johnny.
“y/n?”
no way..he shouldn’t remember you, correct?
“it’s y/n, right?”
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