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as a huge multi shipper

ot7 is at the top of this list cause tbh i think they should all kiss each other

Markhyuck

Nomin/Norenmin (these are tied)

Jensung

Jimithae

Chenji

Nahyuck

Jaemle

jensung

chenjino

jaemle

renji/renno

nahyuck

haeno

jimithae

markjaem

i. nomin

ii. nomin

iii. nomin

iv. nomin

v. nomin

vi. nomin

vii. nomin

viii. nomin

mark - he would rather eat a proper meal or no meal but ig as long as you’re eating something hes like you do u girl

renjun - he would drink tea or mix a concoction of different teabags to make a unique drink that he sips and shares with u while u eat ur girl dinner

jeno- he eats plain instant rice when he’s too lazy to eat anything else 😔 youre already eating better than him

haechan - I think he would have no opinion on girl dinner at all, like it’s all just food to him n youre the one who’s eating it at the end of the day, not him💀

jaemin - he doesn’t understand girl dinner at all but as long as you’re getting all the proper nutrients in, he doesn’t mind it, but he would rather cook a proper meal for u than whatever concoction u came up with

chenle - he hatessss girl dinner cuz ytf r u eating leftover stale fries with pasta and iced matcha as ur drink???!!! nothing makes sense! he would spit on girl dinner and cook u up a nice, warm meal right there n then

as a huge multi shipper

ot7 is at the top of this list cause tbh i think they should all kiss each other

Markhyuck

Nomin/Norenmin (these are tied)

Jensung

Jimithae

Chenji

Nahyuck

Jaemle

jensung

chenjino

jaemle

renji/renno

nahyuck

haeno

jimithae

markjaem

i. nomin

ii. nomin

iii. nomin

iv. nomin

v. nomin

vi. nomin

vii. nomin

viii. nomin

includes  ::  [ ten screenshots ] boyfriend!jaemin x reader ( typically gender neutral ). pics of nana that the dreamies would send you <3. y/n used once. y/n is a foodie oops. renjun would be ur spy yes he would. i don’t know why you hate hyuck. yes nana is the only one who sends the weird photos. he’s whipped for u btw. smitten. down bad. i like to think im hilarious. pictures from pinterest ! all mistakes are unintentional.

authors note, req ( kind of lol ). happy reading my lovelies 💭

nct dream mlst

pairing — college bf!jeno x f!reader

genre — fluff, (barely) suggestive, college au

syn — you’re running late, but jeno doesn’t seem to care. apparently, he’s got all the time in the world to make you stay.

you were already ten minutes late to class.

your tote bag’s stuffed lazily, headphones tangled in your hand, and there’s a quiz you absolutely can’t miss. but none of that matters right now, because jeno’s walking slowly beside you on purpose, hand brushing yours every few steps.

“you’re gonna be fine,” he murmurs, tilting his head down to look at you.

“i’m already late,” you say, quickening your pace.

he tugs gently at your shoulder strap, just enough to slow you down again. “you could be later.”

you glance at him. “i could fail.”

“you could skip.” he stops walking completely, shrugging. you try to keep moving but his hand is warm on your wrist now, easing you toward the shadowed hallway off to the side of the main one. you could protest, but god, you’re not made of stone.

his back hits the wall first, but then he pulls you around the corner and switches positions so it’s your back against the cold block and his hands resting on your hips. he’s close, not too close, but just close enough to make your stomach drop.

“jeno,” you whisper.

“hm?”

“i really need to go.”

his other fingers graze your hip, just barely, fingers slipping under the hem of your shirt like normal. like it he wasn't on the brink of driving you crazy.

“you sure?” his voice drops a little. he leans in, his lips near your jaw. “you don’t wanna stay with me?”

you do. god, you really do.

“i studied so hard for this quiz,” you say, almost breathless because of how warm his mouth is, how his thumb’s stroking lazy circles on your waist.

“cute,” he murmurs, lips brushing the shell of your ear now. “just let me distract you.”

you press your hand to his chest. not to push him away. but really just to feel him. his heartbeat is steady, calm, like he’s got all the time in the world to keep you pressed between him and this wall.

“if i miss it, i’ll have to beg the professor to let me retake it,” you say, eyes flicking up to meet his.

he smirks. you could already sense the remark coming your way. “or you could practice begging with me.”

you bite back a smile. “you’re so annoying.”

“you love me anyway.”

his forehead touches yours, noses brushing, his breath warm as his hand curls more securely around your waist. you lean in just enough to test it, like you might kiss him if you didn’t know better.

he almost kisses you first.

almost.

but then he pulls back with a quiet groan, hands sliding off you, running his fingers through his hair, like he needs to cool himself off.

“go,” he mutters reluctantly, stepping back. “before i change my mind.”

you stare at him for a beat. “you sure?”

he exhales through his nose. “absolutely not.”

you grin, heart pounding, and start walking backwards toward class. he watches you go, hands stuffed in his pockets like he didn’t just try to pin you to the wall on a thursday morning.

you’re barely halfway down the hall when he calls after you.

“you’re mine after,” he says, loud enough to make your stomach twist.