#nct blogs

11:11 pm

after a long, busy day, you come home to jaehyun watching tv in the living room of your apartment.

“hi baby” he says, slightly glancing over for a moment to welcome you home.

“hi” you exhale, dropping your shoulders. jaehyun notices this.

“y/n? are you okay? what’s wrong?” he begins, getting up from the couch and moving towards you.

you can’t put it into words to communicate your emotions, you just wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him close. he takes you into his embrace, inhaling as you both relax into each others comforting touch.

“long day?” he questions, head still in the crevice of your neck. he kisses your neck, knowing it’s your sweet spot.

you shiver from his touch. he continues kissing you, moving up to your jaw and cheeks. he gently moves your head into his hands, looking down into your eyes. the eye contact between the two of you created a storm of butterflies in your stomach, he smiles and looks away after a while, perhaps he also got nervous.

“just wanna sleep” you mumble. he nods picking you up bridal style. you wrap your arms around his neck, he laughs, you can’t help but laugh yourself, experiencing the purest form of happiness.

he makes way to your room, gently placing you on the bed.

“wait, i need to do my skincare routine” you say, jaehyun laughs.

“okay baby, wanna do it together?” he questions.

“yes please!” you say excitedly, suddenly more awake.

you both make way to the bathroom, eyeing the multiple products to use. you collectively start your routine, with countless serums, cleansers, toners and moisturisers.

jae finishes before you, wrapping his arms around your waist from behind, admiring you in the mirror you both stood before.

“stop staring at me” you nervously laugh, slapping his arm.

“i can’t help myself. you’re so beautiful” he smirks.

embarrassed, you turn around, once again wrapping your arms around his neck. looking up at him, you couldn’t help but plant a kiss onto his welcoming lips.

he grips your waist, you hear him inhale. you run your hand though his hair and grip it tightly, his grip on your hips tighten. he moans, pushing you against the sink in retaliation.

the butterflies in your stomach are flying wildly, causing your legs to clench together. you feel him smile into the kiss, enjoying the power he had over you, however you weren’t about to lose this battle.

he lifts you up onto the bench, instantly you use your legs to pull him closer, he moans at your actions.

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6:34 pm

sleeping peacefully, inhaling softly to a consistent pace, and mark thought you were too cute not to disturb.

with no malicious intent, he lifts up the blanket that you rest under, on the your shared bed. he slides in next to you and places his arm over your resting frame, cradling you.

he softly caresses your face as your eyes flutter open, your nap lasted longer than anticipated.

“hi baby” he giggles, finding you so effortlessly breathtaking, despite having just woken up.

“what time is it?” you question.

“6:30. i came home to see you sleeping so thought i would order us some takeout, i wouldn’t want to mess up the kitchen trying to cook without you.”

you both laugh, your arm wraps around his waist and grasp him, holding him close. you click back from your loved up daze, realising your true intentions at the moment;

“wait did you order it yet? i’m so hungry” you secretly hoped he had.

“of course! i knew you’d be hungry” he looks down on you, smiling infectiously.

“aww dude you know me so well!” you laughed, appreciative of his efforts, he really tried to prove his love for you. “it’s like your love language is acts of service or something” you poke fun at him.

“oh yeah? alright, what’s your’s then?” mark questions

“physical touch” you say, looking for and grabbing his hand kissing it over his knuckles and palm.

“see?” you both giggle as he kisses your forehead, moving down to your temples, cheeks and finally your lips. he moves over so he’s on top of you, looking down on you, hesitating for affirmation to continue, momentarily making eye contact whilst staring at your lips.

10:42 am

saturday morning. yuta was fast asleep next to you, the warmth from his body made for a comfortable shared temperature under the covers.

you rolled over to face him. admiring his natural beauty, you caressed his cheek. his skin was smooth to the touch and carried a familiar warmth. it caught you off guard when he nuzzled his face into your palm, breathing out like he’s been holding his breath, waiting to feel your touch.

you moved your hand to the back of his neck and gently played with his hair. his whole body shivered in response. you jolted your hand away in fear of making him uncomfortable.

“no, don’t stop” he said. his voice was croaky, he tried to be gentle not to make his voice so agressive, it came out as a whisper. “it just tickled a little”

a small smile played on you lips, he was such a precious soul. if you could you would give him the world.

you went back to making the same motions with your hand, making him shiver once again. only this time you didn’t stop. he was quick to notice your plans, letting out a loud laugh and making a move to start tickling your side. a whole tickle fight was now in action.

11:46 pm

“jeno?” you whispered.

you stepped into the dreamies dorm, it was late, but not too late.

“baby?”

you spot jisung, walking back to his room from the bathroom. he looks at you confused,

“me?” he asks.

“no not you silly, jeno”

“oh he’s asleep.” he says plainly. your face in shock.

“but just so he could wake up to film relay cam, and not be tired, you know.”

oh thank god, you thought. you came all the way out here just for him to be asleep? atleast he‘ll be awake soon.

you move towards his room, opening the door slowly to not initiate any unnecessary sounds.

he’s laying on top of the covers, cuddling a pillow. his phone playing a soothing rain sounds video, it helps him sleep, you knew that.

you move over towards him, sitting on the bare space left for you on the bed. thankfully, it doesn’t move when you sit down, so he has not yet been disturbed.

you breathe in, inhaling the smell of his room, looking around, you notice a picture of the two of you he has on his desk. you smile at the thought of the photo, and the action of him making the effort to print it out and have it visible in his room.

suddenly, he rolls over. it’s past 12 now.

he’s warm, like a puppy that’s s been sleeping in the sun. he’s drowsy, like, well a puppy that’s been sleeping in the sun.

you move to kiss his forehead, his eyes only just opening.

“good morning baby” you say softly

“it’s not morning?” he questioned slash stated, confused himself by his own tone of voice.

“it’s 12:06 am. do you want food?”

“yes please!” he perked up from his sleepy state.

finally awake, jeno helped make some quick ramen with you, whilst trying out renjuns tea he made during his own relay cam.

soon enough it came time for him to film. it was late and you were getting tired anyways.

“i’m so sleepy. i don’t wanna go home. just want to stay here, with you.” you said, head rested upon jeno’s chest. his heartbeat making a consistent tune.

“i have to film baby.” he sighs, not wanting to move from your position on the couch either.

“if you want, you can sleep here. i’ll be back soon.” he poses a solution.

“mmkay” you exhale, finally relaxing all your bones to shut off. jeno grabs the nearby pillow and rests it underneath your head, throwing a blanket over your body also.

“good night, sleepy head.” he smiles fondly.

“it’s morning” you barely manage to speak, vocal cords tired also.

12:27 pm

“can you paint my nails?” johnny asks. you look up at him, he’s holding your hand admiring the new manicure you just got done.

he grips your hand instinctively, awaiting an answer,

“please?”

“sure, let me go get my colours.” jumping up excitedly, reaching for the small container full of every coloured polish to exist.

“what colours do you want?” you ask, attentively, as he looks just as focused.

“ummm, well.” he hums for a moment. “do you think this one would work... maybe with this one aswell?”

he grabs multiple colours and you get started, filing down his nails and painting a base coat.

“it’s like it my own nail salon, with one customer” you both laugh. “you better not betray me and go to another salon, i need loyalty from my customer” you joke, both of you laugh.

“i would never betray you y/n, how could i when you are this beautiful.” he says, dreamily, like he’s asking you to fall in love with him again. he lifts up your chin with his finger, smiling as he leans down to press a kiss to your awaiting lips.

you blink away the daze, blushing.

you finish up your art work. kissing the top of his hand. now he blushes. you grab the hand cream and place some in your palm, massaging his hands.

“all done” you say again, admiring your artwork drawn upon his nails. he’s admiring you, staring down at you as you hold his hand gently.

“do you like it?” you question, he hasn’t said anything yet.

“i love it, and i love you” he smirks cheekily.

“what a lovely man-icure” he says, both of you laugh.

“now try not to use your hands for a while, if you can” you warn him, walking over to put the container of polishes away.

“what can i do that doesn’t involve using my hands?” he questions.