soft hours with nct

cold, winter; warm socks. fireplace, toasty, and s'mores. fluffy blankets and hot chocolate, with extra marshmallows. johnny and you.

hey, anything for a few extra opportunities, right?

sicheng, the cute guy in the cubicle next to over, notices that you forgot your lunch at home. he breaks his avocado wrap in half. you two sit in his car and watch The Office until break is over.

a long, tiring day at work brings a soft taeyong, who kisses your fingertips and tells you how much he loves you.

after a long day of swimming at the beach, Lucas leans over. he kisses your cheeks, your nose, your forehead, your fingers, your temples. then your lips.

Doyoung smiles whenever he thinks about your stars. (He means your eyes.)

a sun-kissed jaehyun tells you he loves you, then kisses you on the nose thrice

in the middle of December, mark decides he loves winter, because winter means snowflakes in your eyes, chicken-noodle soup, and all things you, you, and you.

after your last midterm, you get a text telling you to go to the library. you swear you're a goner when you see jungwoo, bundled up in a plaid scarf and holding two hot chocolates.

yuta sneaks you out of clas. you go to the arcade and come out of it starry-eyed, a little broke, and even more in love.

doyoung always comes home from work late on thursdays. he climbs into bed, throwing the blankets over you two, smelling like fax machines and old coffee grounds.