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Thank You…

Pairing: Taeyong x f!reader

Genre: Idol au, slice of life, strangers

W.C: 3.7k

Warnings: none (but a bit emotional and talking to a stranger at night alone and also having self doubts)

Networks: @cultofdionysusnet @k-vanity

Guys my first ever Taeyong fic…I’m gonna cry😭

Note: please I want to thanks to people for reading and reblogging. Reviews are always appreciated . Applause to the ones who come up to me to interact and they know how friendly I am. Okay enough!

"Are you waiting for me...again?" your soft voice broke his trance and he turned towards you. His screen was on full brightness and he squinted his eyes to take a proper look of yours. He switched his phone off and nodded to your direction. You softly smiled at him and with slow steps, you walked towards the bench he was sitting on.

It's pretty usual for you to find him sitting on the bench and scrolling through his phone almost every day. Not every-day. It was not the same before three months.

One day when you were going back home from your work, you were depressed and also a bit sad and you sat on the bench to feel the cool breeze. Sometimes, spending time alone by the river and letting your thoughts out with a sigh and inhaling the peaceful aroma from the surrounding is a blessing. You often went to this place whenever you felt stressed.

But that day it was different. You found something, rather you met someone for whom you felt the urge to go there everyday and to your surprise that someone would always be there waiting for you.

Three months back. It started back then. You still remembered his glistening eyes staring at you and his broken voice. He was crying. Tears were flowing down his eyes and his hands were gripping his denim tightly. He was talking to you. His words were directed to you. He was lost. He was hated. He was broken. He was alone. Except his eyes. Nothing more was visible. He was wearing a black mask and a black cap. You didn't know why he was wearing all those for hiding his face but still who were you to ask him that.

Why were you even concern?

"Take this." You extended your hand offering your handkerchief towards him. He stared at it for too long and his gaze moved up to your face. You smiled acknowledging his attention.

It was your preferrable bench and usually you didn't find anyone before in that place and with the thought of having a company that day seemed a perfect idea. But when you got the closer look, it was not the way you thought. It was pretty much more than that.

Taking the handkerchief from your hand, he clutched it tightly in his hold. You followed his movement and heaved a sigh before putting up a little smile and turned towards him, shifting a bit closer to him but maintaining a decent distance. You suddenly didn't want to creep him out.

"You can wipe your tears or do anything with it. You can take it with you. Its not containing chloroform though so don't be scared. Its pretty new and the sweet mint smell is because of a spray bottle in my bag. I gave that to you so that other people wont notice you crying while going back home." You wanted to cheer him up and rambled everything to not make you seems like a crazy person but you were doing worse for yourself.

You gulped when noticing his lost eyes staring at you and you pressed your lips into thin line and raised your brows.

"I'm sorry..." "Thank you."

You both said at the same time. You laughed off the awkwardness and he chuckled too. Your eyes went wide and you stopped laughing.

"Did you just laugh? Did I make you smile? Wait did you said some words like in my language?" you were on it again with your questions bombarding on him.

"Which answer do you want first?" he asked you softly. His voice was broken and rough. The voice was having a glint of familiarity but you thought that many people can have same voice.

You pout and pressed your back to the seat and leaned back to look up at the sky. You took deep breathes. He was watching your every moment as if he saw a human being for the first time. His eyes trailed down from your short hairs waving to the breeze then to your exhausted face and down to you clutching your bag tightly to yourself. He noticed a particular keychain, rather a bundle of keyrings. The view of familiar objects tugged at his heart.

"Are you tired?" he asked you.

You silently nodded and remained in the same posture, just moving your head to face him, "yeah...I am but am willingly to hear you. Really. I'm serious. You can say me anything. I mean no harm."

He nodded and mimicked your posture. You smiled at him for being comfortable with you.

"Do you come here often?" he asked you again and faced you but you were already staring at the stars. His gaze was fixed on you.

"No. maybe not often but usually whenever I feel for a refreshment or like to spend time alone, I come here to think about everything and sink into my thoughts to dive back to a life with no stress." You weakly smiled and a frown appeared on your face and you faced him. You were shocked that he was already facing you but still you raised your voice, "hey, you are asking me questions and am answering them all but you didn't reply any of my earlier questions."

He laughed. It was not just a chuckle but a genuine laugh. Your heart felt light seeing him laughing as if a wave of familiarity passing you again. As if this laugh makes you happy somewhere but you cant set it in place. Where? The only way of knowing his emotions were through his eyes and voice. He had boba eyes and those were shining so much under the moonlight as if all those stars were just locked inside his watery gaze which were on you.

"I was teaching you how to ask questions to someone."

He paused and waited for your response. You sat back up and glared at him and he got up too, facing you.

"Don't tease me like that. I was just trying to make you comfortable with me so that you could feel a bit better from whatever you were hurt......but I think I made fun of myself."

He patted your head, "hey it's okay. I was just joking. Its funny though. You are sulky like Doy- my best friend."

You laughed with him.

He continued, "I can laugh because I have emotions. I can smile too but just you cant see me now. I can feel every emotion because I have a heart to feel it. Just some people are ignorant that I am a human too. They point out my mistakes. I appreciate it. They love me. I love them back. I do everything for others but in the end, they just turn their back to me for a misunderstanding. I hope I'm speaking in your language because I'm not an alien." He sadly chuckled. A tear fell from his eyes. He wiped it off with your hanky.

You stared at him. What happened? Who are these people he is talking about?

"to the last I give them everything. Even if I'm tired and feeling to give up but still I want to do everything to see others happy. Just to see them. To see us. Happy. Am I really bad?" he asked the last question softly and stared straight into your eyes.

The question felt like directly pointing towards you. As if he wanted you to answer it. He was eager to listen to you but you just gulped. You didn't know who were the people he was talking about, why he was sad and what he was even talking about. Overall, you knew he was broken and hurt.

"no one is really bad." You licked your lips before continuing, "do you think I'm perfect. No. we can't be perfect in every way. Its natural for some people to love us and some to hate us and we should always focus on the good part. Look out for the people who are still good to you and trying to know the actual reason without misunderstanding you. If you only focus on the shining part, every other thing will eventually blur out."

"that's how you keep up with your life?"

"maybe. Actually I try to keep up like that. I try every day. Sometimes its really hard to live when you don't have any good reason to be motivated and only getting hurt by some worst reality. But thanks to some people who are cheering me up every day from afar without even knowing me. They never hurt me but heal me. whenever they get hurt. I feel sad. Oh yeah wait you should follow them."

" them? Who? They are really good people then." He smiled in the end.

You hurriedly searched for your phone inside your bag, your keyrings dangling and he was gazing at the familiar things again. He was both scared and happy to see it. He was unsure about his feeling because of you.

You typed something in your phone and your face was lit up to the light from your screen. You were so focused and excited to show him some people. He was curious to know who were the people you were excited about. he was glad that you had some people to make you feel happy.

"look...they are the best.." you scooted closer towards him. You didn't mind that his fingers were almost touching your thighs. It was nothing disrespectful and you were wearing a jeans similar to him and you were all focused on your screen than minding your surroundings, "This is NCT. My favorite boy group."

Three familiar letters visible to his eyes. N.C.T. so you were talking about them. He would have told you about his members in a similar way. They are really best. He thought that inside his mind and smiled to himself. His members are really best. They are his family. But is he good enough to fit with them? This thought lingering in his mind.

"so like they have so many members. Its pretty hard to understand them when you are new but gradually you will understand them and their different units. You will definitely love them. You know life is pretty harsh to us. We are hated and get hurt by others even when we ourselves don't know what we did wrong. But still we can be happy." You held his hand. "please don't hurt yourself thinking about them. Please be happy. Think of the people who love you. Who want to see you happy?"

"do you love NCT? Do you love them?" his sudden question made you blink twice.

"yeah. I love them a lot. They are my safe place after a stressful day. You will find a different world when you are with them. You will feel as if you have a family who loves you from a distance. Their smile, their laugh, their jokes, their voice, their moves, and everything is filled with a bond of love. A love of friendship. I really don't have friends who love them but a few online friends though." You stated but still deep in thoughts when you looked at your screen and scrolled down.

"Tell me..." you looked back at him when he asked you, "tell me about this NCT. I want to know about them."

"you can search it up on google NCT which is Neo Culture Technology. Wait I'm giving you some youtube link."

He held your hand, halting your movement, "no I want to hear it from you. I want to hear your perspective. I can search their group details and all from the internet but I can never search for your point of view."

"what do you want to hear?"

"everything. From the beginning."

You nodded and again leaned back but now he was still sitting facing you. He watched how you kept your bag between you and him and sighed, "I was in high-school when I found them. They were rookies back then and literal children like me, even though some are of my age. I wasn't a person of outgoing and party lover so basically I used to spend my time alone in my room and one day I found out a video on them. I reluctantly opened it and started watching it. Out of curiosity, I dig in the video and watched all the related and recommended videos. I searched about them everywhere. I felt as if I found a new family. I noticed that I always felt happy whenever I was with them, of course through a screen. I found a family and him. He made me love myself. He taught me how to be hard-working and be good to others. 'Never give up on your dreams. You can make it happen.' He guided me when I had no one. I am too much related to them."

"who is he? Member of NCT?" he asked you and adjusted his cap.

You nodded, "yes. My favorite person."

"What's his name? tell me about him?"

You chuckled, "if you were a fan of kpop and asked me this then I would have feel weird and thought you were asking me about my bias to make him your own bias. Hey, I'm just kidding. Well his name is Lee Taeyong. He is the leader of NCT. He was the reason I got invested into this group so much. He caught my eyes first because somewhere I felt his story of struggles personally. I saw how he fights his inner battles just to prove others that he is good. Sometimes it feels like he wants to prove it to himself more. I don't know him personally but I know his life is much more difficult behind those screens. But I want him to be happy like the way he makes me smile."

Lee Taeyong. The moment his name came out of your mouth. He was shocked. Previously he was shocked already for many reasons. Your Czennie keyrings, your favorite group is NCT and then he is your bias. And you described him in such a loving way. The way he never thought of himself to see. He often heard things like this from his members who are apparently his best-friends. But he never heard anything like this from other anyone in person. The person who is his fan.

"do you think he is a good person? What if he is bad and people starts hating on him? Will you hate him too?" he asked you in an unsure tone but you smiled back to him.

"As I said earlier. No one is totally perfect. Neither you nor myself is good. But we try to improve ourselves and probably he is fighting too. He is a human too like us. He is not a toy who needs to be perfect for us to love them. Their truths and different emotions and sides made me fall in love with them. I don't care what others think about him. But I will believe him till the day I find an actual reason to hate him. I will love him. I love him a lot." You smiled brightly.

You were smiling thinking of Taeyong. But the man sitting in front of you had tears in his eyes but there was a proud and thankful smile hiding behind the mask.

"you are pretty like your soul." His hand caressed your cheeks. You got startled with the sudden touch and he noticed it and quickly apologized.

"I meant that people who know how to love others are really pretty like you. I'm sure he loves you too. He deserves fans like you. He needs fans like you." His words were dipped in hurt. He was telling as if he needs you. You softly smiled.

“Well I’m just a czennie or also you can say a NCTzen from Neocity. I’m happy in this delulu world.”

“What’s delulu?” He was confused.

“You haven’t heard the world delulu? There is a famous phrase ‘Delulu is the solulu’ means delusion is the solution. I just like to be happy in my delusions apart from this reality sometimes.”

“Don’t you want him to love you back the same way you love him? Don’t you want to feel him in your reality other than being delusional?”

You unlocked your screen and stared at the lockscreen and he noticed that it was his picture with a bright smile on his face hiding all the pain behind it and feeling loved by all the fans which was brightly glowing in your phone. In your heart.

“I love him. I really love him but…” you smiled at the picture, “but he is for his fans to love him…even if I want to keep him to myself.”

You looked up to his eyes.

Your words directly hit his heart. He felt like he needed you all these times. You were like an angel who was sent to point out the good in everything. But as you said he was not yours in the first place. There are many others like you who are loving him and being motivated by him. He is their inspiration for life.

He is for his fans to love him.

He got a call from his manager and then you both parted your ways. He fished the hanky in his pocked and walked away with waving you goodbye.

And like that everyday you would see him sitting there waiting for you and gradually you became friends in few weeks and still you don’t know his face.

“It’s not fair how you get to see me and know my face but I don’t know anything about you.”

“It’s better for you to not know my face. And also we don’t know one thing about each other so let it be like this.”

“What?”

“We don’t know each other’s names.”

“Do you want to know?”

He shook his head, “no. Let’s keep it like this…it’s better.”

This became a daily routine of yours and today it was similar to find him at the exact same spot. He always waits there at the bench when you return from your work.

“Yeah I was waiting for you but then I thought you won’t be coming today and I was sad.”

He stood up and patted your head.

You were surprised to see him being like that but still put on a smile.

“Why were you sad? Because you won’t have someone to talk to? Well I am here now…”

He nodded, “I am sad but all these days I was happy because of you. I loved talking to you. But…we won’t be meeting again…I was here to spend few months holidays in my free time from stressful worklife but I had my best days because of you.”

Oh. So he is leaving.

“You are leaving……”

“Even if I’m leaving we will keep this memory forever with us. Our life is private to each other but we have a common secret. The secret of us in these 3 months.”

He extended his hand revealing a green coloured hanky. You creased your brows and stared at it.

“Why?”

“I heard that czennies love green colour so that’s a friendship gift for you like you gave me on our first day. I have kept it with me. The red colour was cute. And this is for you.”

You took it and today you were crying. You were crying because you felt someone ripping your heart apart or like he was leaving a blank space in your puzzle.

You noticed tiny stitches in a corner of the hanky. Three letters written in black L.T.Y. And below it with a small hyphen again three letters N.C.T.

L.T.Y.

- N.C.T.

“L.T.Y. Huh?”

“Love Thank You…” he pronounced each word with a space. His voice was like usual, a bit clogged due to the mask and sometimes it’s difficult to understand his words.

“Love?”

“You are filleded with love and purity. You are a love in person.”

Oh. Silly you.

“For a second I thought it’s Lee Taeyong.”

He followed your laugh. But then he told you to look up at the sky. You did as he told you.

“ if you feel like to talk to me ever again. I’m going to listen to you through those stars. I will talk to you like that too.”

You nodded and a tear dropped from your eyes like a shooting star of losing hope to see him again.

“Will I ever get to see you again?” You asked him in a broken voice.

You have never seen his face and also don’t know anything about him but still you got attached to him too much. Can’t you keep in touch with him?

“Don’t know but it’s better not. It will be better if I just remain as a part of your memory not your reality or present.”

Not your reality or present.

You nodded again.

Like everyday he got a call again after which he leaves in hurry. It was same for today as well but today’s farewell was meant forever. Before he could turn around after saying goodbye.

You hugged him.

It was a quick hug and you quickly retreated yourself and looked down after taking few steps back. He stepped forward and patting your head, he nodded.

“I’m sorry… but I felt like to hug you and I want to say Thank you before our last goodbye. I hope you didn’t cry again. You are perfect in your own way. People love you and I know you are a person to be loved.”

You love him too. It might can sound weird but it’s okay because as a friend you love him a lot.

“It’s okay I can understand. And….thank you to you too. and please keep loving him. Taeyong needs you to love him.”

Waving your hands to each other. He ran to the opposite direction to your home. You watched his retreating figure until the far your eyes could see him because you knew beyond that you won’t be seeing him again.

Thank you…

he was thankful to meet his fan.

After that whenever you crossed that place, you glanced for once in the direction with a losing hope and found it empty. You sadly smiled at it and looked up to the stars.

“I hope you are happy living your life somewhere…”

“Thank you, czennie.”

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cookie crumbs for affection

▹ pairing: lee taeyong x fem reader ▹ genre: drabble, roomate!au, angst and angst ▹ summary: there isn’t any recipe to make someone you love, fall in love with you too. ▹ author’s note: lol welcome to my random scenarios.

“did you bake again?” he scampers into your shared dorm with a boyish grin plastered on his face. he beelines for the table where the fresh pastries and delicacies are usually placed whenever you satisfy the itch in your body that urges you to bake. 

“cookies.” you nod in reply, waiting expectantly for his opinion as you experimented with a new recipe today, using maple syrup instead of honey and adding a bit of orange zest for a more citric flavour to match the sweetness of the syrup. 

he gingerly takes a bite of the treat.

his eyes crinkle into crescent moons. giving a thumbs up, he flashes a lipped beam as he continues to devour the cookies one by one. 

it fills you with warmth as always. it spreads across your body and tugs at the edges of your lips until you can’t resist smiling any longer.

you just hope the pastries he ate would give him the same kind of feeling as he gave you. warmth. affection. loved.

* * *

except in life, things don’t always go the way we want. love isn’t like a pastry that you can make and perfect with time. there isn’t any recipe to make someone you love, fall in love with you too. 

* * *

he comes back to the dorm with a new girl.

he’s been doing it for months now. they come and go. sometimes they leave smiles permanently plastered on his face for hours or little giddy feelings in his steps. 

except this one starts to remain longer than the others. she takes up movie nights, dinner hang-outs with friends, and even, the nights where he should be in the dorm but he isn’t.

somehow the empty plate residing dangerously on the edge of the table seems to resemble you  — nearly hanging on to the edge but feet still firmly planted on the surface, wavering between wanting to leave and stay. an empty feeling fills your chest for the countless time. 

eventually, you learn not to bake anymore.

taeyong asks you why and you tell him it was nothing more than a phase as if your hobbies were nothing more than activities to pass time, slowly forgotten within days; you say you lost interest but it was nothing more than clockwork.

part of you wishes your love for him would be the same. 

Birthday surprises, unexpected turns

C(S). Taeyong x Reader | WC. 1275 | G. Fluff

The end of June was always an exciting time. The payoff of month-long planning and hard work paid off when you were able to surprise your beloved for his birthday, however, this year the birthday plans had to be slightly pushed back due to his hectic schedule.

Taeyong had just made his solo debut and the month-long promotions included celebrating his special day with the rest of the NCT 127 members and fans, which meant you could only see him after his birthday. You didn’t mind celebrating a little later, as it gave you more time to plan your surprise for Taeyong to perfection. 

“Buuuuubbbbuuuu where are we goiiiinnng…..?” whines Taeyong from his spot in the passenger seat. 

Taking a peak at the time on the dashboard, it showed that it had been 37 minutes since you asked Taeyong to be dressed up and wait for you outside the private entrance of his dorms. Taeyong could never say no to you and happily obliged, but what he hadn’t planned was for you to remain tight-lipped about where you were taking him, despite his best attempt to coerce the information, pleading round eyes and all. 

“Patience bubu, we’re almost there” you reason, hoping that would hold him off for just a little while longer as your destination was fast approaching.

Dropping his shoulders and he turned back to face the front window. Taeyong’s attention was caught in the breathtaking fields of flowers that surrounded the road, illuminated by a soft golden hue as the sun began to settle for the night. He pulled out his phone to capture a small piece of the moment. 

As day turned to dusk, you two finally arrived at your destination, a corn field located outside of the bustling city of Seoul.

“We’re here!” 

Unbuckling your seatbelt, you hurry out of the car, allowing your legs and back to get their much deserved stretch after almost an hour and a half of driving.

Sensing a missing presence you turn back to the car and catch Taeyong still seated inside. His face now sporting another pout as he scanned the outside surroundings. 

You motion for him to come outside which he begrudgingly agrees to after a muted sigh. He pulls himself out of the car, closing the door behind him and making sure to look in all directions before walking over to your side, there was nothing there...

“If you were a stranger, I would assume you’re trying to get me killed love,” he voices, eyebrows furrowed. His eyes move side to side at the unknown sounds scattered from the field. Grabbing your hand once he hears a particularly loud cricket.

“Trust me, I intend to keep every hair on your head safe Taeyong,” you assure. “I do, however, have an amazing surprise for you.”

“I’m looking and all I see is a cornfield,” he counters, not one bit convinced of your “amazing surprise.”

“Well duh,” you poke his cheek. “The surprise is inside.”

He turns to your digging daggers into your eyes.

“I, have to go inside? Like inside this MAZE?? In The DARK?!?”

To think he would have been totally dandy going into the maze without any convincing was a long shot, but half the battle was simply getting to the maze so your surprise was still going smoothly.

“WAIT! I know what will help, flashlights.”

You rush over to the truck of the car, opening it up to find the two big flashlights you had packed, with two sets of backup batteries of course. 

Walking back over you wave the flashlights like a prize, hoping it could convince him to at least explore the maze.

“Look Taeyong, now we can get to the centre with no problem”

Taeyong sends you a glare with arms now crossed, a very clear indication that your solution didn’t convince him any further of going inside.

“In your dreams, I’m not going in there.” Tone firm and with a straight face.

“Tae pleasee,” you whine with your own version of pleading round eyes.

He looks away, fearing his will not strong enough to deny you your request. It only takes a few more “pleeease”s, and maybe a couple of kisses to convince him that all of it will be worth it if he just agrees to step into the maze. 

“Ughhhh, fine.” 

Grabbing a flashlight in one hand and your hand in the other, Taeyong takes a deep breath before walking towards the corn maze, praying he wouldn’t have any regrets after saying yes to your adorable face that he simply could never resist or deny.

Three steps inside and his steps have already come to a halt, looking both ways and trying to determine which direction to head in. 

You, having literally planned the entire surprise, pull him in the left direction. Recalling the corn maze map that you spent weeks remembering, you weave through the directions with an arm still tugging Taeyong’s arm. 

A couple more turns and twists, but right before you sense the spot in which your surprise is waiting, you come to an abrupt halt and Taeyong bumps into your back. 

“Taeyong quick close your eyes” 

“What? Why?” he asks. “How will I walk?”

“I’ll lead you to the end, don’t worry I’ll go slowly.” 

He cocks an eyebrow but nonetheless closes his eyes.

Taking his hand this time, you walk him around the corner of the maze and right into the middle of the surprise.

“Ok open now!”

The immediate sight that greets him upon opening his eyes is a gingham blanket spread out on the floor decorated with a sign reading “HAPPY BIRTHDAY TY” and seating pillows. A cooler and picnic basket is placed on one side of the blanket.

Around the shrubs of the maze are an assortment of paper streamers and fairy lights strung up, twinkling and fluttering against the moonlight shining from above.

You move to sit down as Taeyong takes in the decoration, eyes wide with fascination.

Opening the cooler you fish out the small cake box you prepared, nothing too fancy, just a small chocolate cake with strawberries shaped into roses. In your basket, you find the candle and lighter. With Taeyong still distracted you place the candle in the centre.

“Love, come sit,” you call to him.

He rips his gaze from the lights to you and rushes over, finding his spot in front of you and the cake.

Lifting up the cake you use a free hand to light the candle. 

“It’s your birthday, make a wish.” You inwardly cringe at the reference but it's enough to have Taeyong bust out a smile.

Closing his eyes for a bit he blows out the candle from the side so as to not fan the smoke to your face.

“Love!, I can’t believe you did all this for me. I can’t believe I was so scared to come but if I didn’t…..”

As he starts to ramble on and on about how amazing your surprise was and how much he loves you, he doesn't notice your hand inching up to the cake, swiping the cake of its frosting. 

You nod along, listening to him ramble until your hand reaches his face, smearing the chocolate frosting against his cheek, stunning him in the middle of his romantic spiel.

“You have a little something on your face, love,” you point out giggling.

“Oh, do I? 

He doesn’t let you answer. Leaning in and softly kissing and transferring the frosting onto your cheek. Both of you now becoming a giggling mess, covered in frosting.

“There, now we both have something on our faces.”

indigo

pairing: nct taeyong x afab reader 

genre: utter fluff. 

prompt: just when taeyong thought life couldn’t get more perfect, you’ve given him a whole 360

warning: none. pregnancy? 

word count: 600~

a/n: not edited, just another 4 am story come alive

song: indigo by camilo + evaluna <3

you’re nervous.

of course you’re nervous. you’ve emptied his precious office space and painted it stark white, apart from one wall.

you stare at the one wall again. blink and stare. and then your stomach flips. because the more you look at it, the more real it all gets for you. your stomach flips and your heart sinks. but not in an entirely bad way.

you know he’s going to be happy. you’ve talked about it before. he wants this just as much as you do. but you can’t help the emotion that bears over your pride and excitement. there’s still a small part of you that worries that this isn’t the right time for this.

the wet paint brush in your hand dries up with every second you stand there staring at your work of art. eventually, you begin to clean up. it’ll distract you from the nerves.

by the time you’re finished, the wall had nearly completely dried up. and it’s when you hear the keys jingle at the door. it swings open and in come a pair of foot steps. soft pads get louder into the hallway until you hear it, him calling you name. “y/n? you in here?”

he answers his question by slowly pushing the restroom door open to reveal you standing over the sink with clean brushes now. his eyes shine brighter and brighter the more his smile grows once he locks eyed with you. and you don’t fight the smile in return to him.

“i did something,” you start, deciding there’s no other way than to just tell him. “It’s in your office.”

“Yeah?”

He’d given you permission to use it however you wanted, said he didn’t really need it anymore since building the shed in the backyard was a better idea anyway. he didn’t know you’d gut it completely, no idea that you’d even work on this today of all days.

the smile on your face grows as he inches closer to the room, hands placed over his eyes to add suspense. he doesn’t forget to question what you’ve done. “should I be worried?” he laughs.

“you ready?”

you hear him take a whiff, inhaling the strong chemical scent of paint. he nods and you remove your hands.

“oh,” his eyes wander along the empty floor, empty walls, it all blends together and then he looks to his right. “what’s this?”

he takes a few steps closer to the one non blank wall. it’s much colorful than the others, bright blocky letters spelling something out. and above it hangs a small photo. black and white. far too hard to see from the doorway.

once his eyes narrow in to read the words, “sorry for kicking you out, dad.” you watch his eyes glance with rapidness between the photo and the lettering. and then it clicks.

he crouches down, head between his knees and in his hands and immediately you hear a sob.

you can’t help but giggle at the sight, always so amused with how sensitive taeyong could get over something so ordinary. and it’s so comforting to know you and your future child are at the end of it.

once you’re at level with him, you wrap your arms around his shoulders and bring him in where he envelops you in his own arms.  

“are you serious?” he questions you with the biggest smile on his face. as you nod, you retrieve the pregnancy tests from your pocket and hand them over to him. his eyes twinkle upon sight of the two little plus signs; positive.

“we’re having a baby.”

“we are having a baby,” you echo back.

We can stay like this forever | lee taeyong

pairing: taeyong x f.reader

genre: smut | romance | exes to lovers

wc: 1.4k

summary: you and taeyong broke up two months ago so you call him with one purpose in mind.

warnings: unprotected sex (don't), pet names (sweet, baby), pussy slapping, cumming inside... lmk if I forgot anything.

“You don’t have to give this back, you know?” 

“Yeah… but I want to. I need to,” you reply calmly. 

Taeyong looks at the box filled with tangible memorabilia of your time together. The time that surely was a highlight in his life. He was blissful and felt invincible with you. He was so in love–no, he is still in love. He just can’t put together how a silly argument ended up in you two breaking up. 

When you texted him to come over, he was hopeful. Were you willing to give him a second chance and get back together? All thoughts of his wish coming true evaporate when you greet him with that stupid box. He doesn’t want the box. He doesn’t need the box. His hoodies, letters, plushies… everything is yours. He is yours, even though you seem not to see it. 

“It’s good to see you, my sweet,” he smiles, his eyes seeking something in yours. Some type of sign that you are still you. Some type of sign that you might still maybe love him. 

You immediately close your eyes as soon as you hear my sweet leave his lips. It is indescribable what those two words do to you. You missed him so much, but he never called or showed up once you broke up. How could he want you back? You know you are not perfect, but the love you have for him makes you better. It makes you feel real and seen. Of course, that was when you were together. This is why you have to give everything back. It is just too much to have things reminding you of Taeyong. 

“Good to see you too,” your voice is soft, barely audible. You can’t look at him, you’re afraid you’d break and cry. 

Before Taeyong can break the awkward silence that followed, the rumble of thunder makes you jump. 

“Is it raining?” you ask, making your way to the window. 

Outside you can see how the weather’s changed. Grey-to-black clouds pour rain so heavily you can’t see much outside. You sigh and as you turn Taeyong is right there. His beautiful eyes stare right back at yours. 

“You scared me,” you laugh, attempting to clear the awkwardness. 

“I guess I should go… It was– a real pleasure seeing you, my sweet.” 

“You really like calling me that, don’t you?” 

Taeyong laughs, making you swoon. He has the loveliest laugh, you’ve always said so. 

“Of course,” he comes a bit closer. “You always will be my sweet.” 

“You can’t say that,” you shake your head. 

“Why not?” 

“What happens when you are dating someone else?” 

Silence. 

The truth is, you regret the words that came out of your mouth. Just thinking about it hurts so bad. 

“I don’t want to date anyone else,” he softly holds your hand, drawing circles with his thumb. 

Suddenly you can’t move, you can’t think, you can’t breathe. 

“Uh– I should probably go…” he continues. 

“No, wait! You can’t leave it’s pouring out there.” 

“You sure you want me to stay?” 

You nod. He shamelessly looks at your lips, making a silent prayer you would let him kiss him. Even if it is the last time he gets to kiss you. 

“Fuck, baby,” and you just throw your arms around his neck, hugging him so tight. 

“I miss you,” he whispers. 

So you kiss him. Your body goes against the voice inside your head that asks you to stop, you broke up. But the way he melts into you tells you to keep going. Taeyong’s arms hold you firmly against him, almost as if he is scared that you will change your mind and run away from him. 

He sucks on your bottom lip and you lose all sense of time. You should have never broken up, he is the light in your path of darkness. Removing your clothing you guide him to your bedroom, where you’ve shared countless nights of passion, long talks, and binge-watching TV. You gently push him onto the bed, his eyes spark as he can’t hide his excitement. 

“Is– is this okay?” he asks. 

“Yes,” your voice is almost a breathy moan. 

So Taeyong thanks the heavens and immediately latches his mouth to your right nipple sucking as his hands caress your body, worshipping it. You close your eyes, lost in his touch, his breathing, his praises. 

“I missed you so much, my sweet. You’re perfect. All I want is to make you feel good, make you never forget me.” 

“How could I ever?” 

You pull his hair and a low groan leaves his mouth. Smiling, he stops to kiss your thighs, all the way to your clothed core. He can smell your arousal and feel how wet you are for him, you haven’t changed a bit and he is glad. Two months without having you was being in hell. Your moans get louder as he licks your entrance on top of the soaking fabric of your panties. 

Done with the teasing, you pull them down. 

“Please, baby– fuck me. I need you so bad,” you cry. 

Taeyong wants to take his time with you, but he can leave that for round two if you let him. Right now he will give you whatever you want like it’s his life mission because it is. The way your lips kiss him makes his heart beat so fast he feels it will burst out of his chest. You help him get rid of his clothes and kiss his chest, making a stop on his chest tattoo that drives you so insane. 

“Show me how much you’ve missed me, baby.” 

“You have no idea, my sweet.” 

He positions you to face down on the mattress, ass up, granting him perfect access to your cunt. Slender fingers tease your hole as his other hand pumps his erection. As Taeyong enters you, pleasure course your entire body. This is the man of your dreams, your perfect pair, fucking you till your eyes roll back. His cock, wet in your arousal abuses your hole, again and again, his hands firm on your hips as he thrust into you, fast. He missed this feeling. You are so warm, so sweet, so perfect. 

“We were made for each other. Shit… you feel so good, so– incredible.” 

You moan in response your face weighing on the mattress. Taeyong put one of his hands down your clit and slapped hard he earns a muffled cry. 

“I wanted this so much… faster.” 

And he obeys. He obeys because anything that comes out of your mouth automatically is an order for him. He is doomed and he knows it, he is in love. And to be honest, he wouldn’t like it any other way. 

Beads of sweat drip off his forehead as he rams into you, eager to make you cum. When his fingers pinch your clit and start moving in circles, adding pressure to it, you lose all composure. You are crying, pleading, moaning his name. 

“Taeyong, Taeyong, Taeyong…” 

How pretty his name sounds coming from your mouth. His other hand moves to your shoulder and he pulls you upwards, your back colliding with his chest as he keeps fucking you, now hitting that spot inside you. You see stars, you are so close. 

Taeyong kisses your neck, sucking your sensitive spot he knows so damn well. 

“Baby, I’m so close… f-fuck–ah!” 

“Me too. Cum for me! I wanna hear you…”

With a few more thrusts his warm cums fills you as he cries in your ear after his release, triggering your orgasm. It’s so intense your head feels lighter than a feather and your legs tremble. Taeyong holds you near him or else you will fall. He kisses your temple and shoulders again and again. 

“My sweet, sweet girl…” he breathes in your ear as you both come down from your high. 

You find yourself between Taeyong’s arms, cuddling, eyes closed. The box you once planned to return is already forgotten in your living room. Not a word is spoken, is like time didn’t pass and you want to stay here until the end of time. 

“I never stopped loving you,” you confess, eyes still closed. 

Now he hugs you even tighter. 

“Me neither.” 

“Can we stay like this for a while? you ask. 

“We can stay like this forever…” he kisses your cheek.

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a/n: this is pure ✨fiction✨

but my love for this man ain't... ˜ masterlist

𝐓𝐀𝐄𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐆 | 𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒

→ 667 words | 3.4K characters

⇻ fluff, angst

⤷ You and Taeyong were old friends growing up, you never knew what your parents did as a living until your 21st birthday, when you tried to come to visit them, only to find Taeyong there instead.

You are known as the rich girl, born into a crazy rich family, you dressed in very sexy clothes, and everything you wanted you got, but what you didn’t know is that you’re parents business, it wasn’t what you thought it was at all, they kept you from knowing it your whole life.

When you turned 21 you came to visit your parents, you came home to an empty house with blood everywhere, the only thing you could imagine was that they were gone and that they were never coming back.

You walked outside of the house to see a black Lamborghini sitting in the driveway, you were greeted by a handsome man, he had a black mask covered over his mouth, with a black snapback hat on, but you could see his eyes, and pink dyed hair.

“What do you want?” you asked him crying as you made your way to your car.

“Listen, firstly I’m Lee Taeyong, do you remember me?”

“Of course I do.” you gave him a big smile.

“Listen did your parents ever tell you about their job?”

“No, but I never really care enough about it, they always paid for my silence about their job, so?”

“Well, we can’t talk about this hear, hey meet me here.” he wrote down the address and made his way to his car and drove off, but not before skirting the tires.

You met up with him at an old bar that was on the bad side of town, where you were never allowed to step foot on, you saw Taeyong, he helped you out of the car.

He introduced you to his friends. “Okay, guys this is, Y/N, she’s an old friend. Y/N, this is Yuta, Mark, Jaemin, Chenle, Jisung, Renjun, Jeno, Haechan, Ten, Doyoung, Lucas, Jungwoo, and the rest are probably in the back, I’ll introduce you to them later.”

You had walked over to the bar with Taeyong following you, “Tae, listen you don’t have to follow me around, I’m a big girl now, I can take care of myself.”

“Yeah, but we need to talk?”

“About?”

“What really happened to your parents.”

He took you into a quiet room where no one was. “They weren’t killed, they’re still alive, but they knew you’d come back to town on your 21st birthday, come with me.” he took you to a place with a bunch guns, you got a little too excited, but you weren’t gonna let him know that.

“Why am I here?”

“Go ahead, take your pick.”

“No, I don’t do guns.”

“Really? Because I know that your parents loved to take you out to the shooting range.”

“Okay, fine, I love to shoot.”

“Good.”

A few weeks later you were helping out Taeyong and his gang hunt down the people who took your parents and you were the decoy.

“Hey, I’m Lexi, I’m from America, and I was just wondering if you could show me around, I’m new,” you told the security guard in the building that you were in, while Taeyong and the boys snuck into the place looking for your parents.

You had made a great decoy, with your looks and sweet voice you were the perfect girl for the job. They finally found your parents, but you couldn’t get back there without blowing your cover. When the place closed down the only people that were there were owners, you had gone back in only to get a few things.

“Listen, Lexi, you need to leave like now!” your boss told you. You had pretended to leave while the others got your parents out.

Your parents were finally out of there and Taeyong knew that he could count on you for anything, so that’s the only reason why he asked, “Hey, Y/N, how would you feel of staying here for a little while and when you’re here maybe we could start going out?”

“Taeyong, I didn’t come here for no reason, Id love to go out with you.”

heartbreak | taeyong

↳ “I was so in love with you that I forgot I even existed”

genre : angst and more angst

pairing : taeyong x reader

word count : 976

The night sky was full of stars, but no moon. I was currently looking at the sky while sitting on the park bench where my boyfriend Taeyong told me to meet him.

Earlier today he texted me and told me to meet him here, and it made me quite anxious. For one the text was really vague and he really didn’t tell me why we had to meet here in the park out of all places.

But I obliged and agreed to meet him here, unfortunately while waiting my mind came up with the worst possible scenarios.

To rid myself of those toxic thoughts I reminded myself of how Taeyong is such an amazing boyfriend. To this day I wonder how I ended up with someone so alluring like him. He was everything i’ve ever wanted and more, I couldn’t ask for anyone better. We’re about to make two years of being together and I truly want to spend my life with him and i’m convinced I found my soulmate.

I started to twiddle with my fingers out of habit and I sighed to myself, Taeyong probably had some extravagant date night planned for us which really isn’t something new.

The cold night breeze touched my cheeks, and I shivered.

At this point I wasn’t anxious anymore, I was now annoyed and just to curious as to why he wanted to meet here on a cold winter night, when their was a thousand other places we could’ve went to.

After what felt like years of waiting, I heard soft footsteps approaching me.

“Y/N,” Taeyong spoke gently.

I stood up and admired his beauty. Since it was so cold his pale skin became a tint of red, but he still looked so handsome. I went to go hug him, but he rejected it.

“Is everything okay?” I stammered, the concern was evident in my voice. He sat on the bench and I followed his actions, taking a seat next to him.

“Y/N, I only told you to meet me here because I need to tell you something and it’s been on my mind for a while. It’s only eating me away on the inside and I need to get it off my chest,” He conceded. My hands became clammy and my stomach knotted up. He was very serious, and I could tell because he didn’t even try to maintain eye contact with me.

“O-okay you can tell me,” I stammered.

He heavily sighed before starting to speak.

“The time i’ve spent with you has been absolutely wonderful and we’ve had some really good times together. And I-“ He starting to choke on his own words, his voice becoming weak.

“You what?” I urged.

“I think we should break up,” He spoke lowly and my blood ran cold.

I quickly stood up and looked at him wide eyes, which were now filling with tears.

He stood up aswell, but this time grabbing both of my hands.

“I’m really sorry, I really am. But I just don’t think I love you anymore. You really are such a beautiful and incredible person, so don’t think the reason i’m doing this is because you’re not enough. But sometimes things change and feelings change,” He looked into my eyes, and I felt a single tear roll down my cheek.

“Y/N, I still do really care about you, and I have faith we can still be friends in the future,” He looked at me with hopeful eyes once he mentioned the idea of still being friends.

But their was no hope in me. I was completely broken. Where there was love and light for the man I onced loved was now an aching hollowness and darkness. I removed my hands from his and placed them besides me.

“Taeyong I loved you,” I felt my whole entire world crashing, and everything around me started to spin.

“I loved you with all my heart. I was so in love with you that I forgot I even existed. Don’t even try to say we can still be friends after everything we’ve been through. The promises, the fights, worrying about your health when you failed to care about it on your own, and sometimes even putting your happiness before my own,” I rebuked as I choked back a sob.

Taeyong kept his eyes on me steady, his face full of sorrow.

“I don’t know what else to say except that i’m sorry. And I know saying that won’t make up for anything, but I really do wish the best for you,” He replied with his eyes downcast.

No longer having the strength to reply to his nonsense, I just instead scoffed and sat on the park bench with a huff.

I looked up at Taeyong and we locked eyes for one last time. His eyes held an apologetic look, but the pain he’s experiencing probably doesn’t compare to mine. He is the one that “fell out of love” with me in the first place so I have no sympathy.

“Goodbye, Y/N,” Taeyong spoke one last time before walking away, and I stared until he was out of sight.

The man I thought I would spend the rest of my life with was now gone. The one who made me feel so full of joy, is now making me feel so empty. Tears of regret filled my vision as I quietly sobbed to myself.

With my head hanging low I got up from the bench and made my way home.

I wiped the tears off my face with my sleeves, but they only became replaced with newer and fresh ones.

He was gone and their was nothing I could do, except experience one of the worst feelings in the world and one of the hardest things to describe.

And that thing was heartbreak.

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(a/n : oof that was extremely short i’m sorry ;( i’m thinking about making this into a mini series though, but if i do it won’t be all angst i’ll try to make it have a happy ending. but that’s only if people want me to lol if not i’ll just leave it as it is. and i’m really sorry if this was bad, i wrote this at 2 am and the plot wasn’t really thought out hehe <33

[ NCT 127 & You Visit Them @ Practice ] -

Warnings: None

Masterlist

➳ Taeil -

Taeil won’t put too much thought into his actions - he’s a little surprised to see you, but relieved as well because he could really use some encouragement right about now. He will steal a kiss, short and sweet, whether people are looking or not. There might be a scarlet tint to the tops of his ears as he pulls away, but he’s known his friends long enough to have earnt the right to respectfully ignore them. 

➳ Johnny -

Johnny picks you up into his arms and has you cling to him, he might cuddle you, he might tickle you, it depends on the day. He will absolutely confide in you about how he’s feeling - if practice is boring or if someone in particular is grating on him a little that day. He won’t move from your side for as long as the brief break is, always touching you even if you’re chatting to someone else.

➳ Taeyong -

Taeyong instantly engulfs you in a tight hug. Part of him wants to be embarrassed because he isn’t much into PDA, but he’s too tired and he’s pretty pleased to have someone other than the group to talk to for five minutes. (It’s hard being a parent to so many, he needs a break and someone to look after him.)

➳ Yuta -

Yuta will draw you into a kiss and not just a quick, barely-there peck. Without caring who might be watching, he wraps you up and is reluctant to let go even when he hears the low whistles of his group mates. In fact, their noises probably only act as encouragement for him to kiss you again and he’ll make it sloppy on purpose, just to hear them groan. 

➳ Doyoung -

Doyoung plays down how pleased he is to see you as if his heart is not hammering in his chest when you first arrive. He smiles all big and wide and by doing so, immediately invites the teasing of his group mates. As much as their comments make him flush, the heat of his cheeks isn't enough to deter him from pulling you into his chest when he thinks no one is watching. 

➳ Jaehyun -

Jaehyun is ever the polite and courteous boyfriend and he’ll greet you with a gentle kiss on the cheek, nothing too scandalous or noticeable to alert the attention of the other group members. (When it is time for you to go, he will momentarily follow you out the door to place a proper kiss on your mouth away from prying eyes.)

➳ Jungwoo -

Jungwoo isn’t really up to kissing you in front of everyone yet, but he will sling an arm around your shoulder and hang onto you. He’ll be affectionate in every other way that he knows how - playing with your fingers and resting his head on your shoulder. If you run your fingers through his messy hair he will melt. 

➳ Mark -

Mark is over the moon when you turn up to the practice room as it is the little gestures like this that mean the most to him. He isn’t going to be all over you, but he’ll definitely feel happier - practice was beating him, but an unexpected visit from you is more than enough to put a permanent smile on his face. 

➳ Haechan -

It isn’t often that Haechan slows down or gives any indicator that he’s feeling tired. He always seems to have enough energy to put 110% into practice and not take himself too seriously. When you visit and they are given a ten-minute break, Haechan will immediately lay his head in your lap and finally show just how exhausted he truly is. (He will probably whine until you thread your fingers through his hair.)