#nct jising

”Shh Y/N! You gotta be quiet, we need to sneak around,” Jisung whisper shouts at you, leading you towards the kitchen with a nerf gun in hand and ducking low so no one could see him.

You came over to the dorm to actually study with Jisung, but from the first step into the dorm, as a plate of pie loaded with whipped cream slammed into your face, you knew you weren’t getting any work done today. Seeing how you are only gunna be young once, you decided to go along with the dreamie’s mischievous plans, one after the other. Right now everybody split up into teams to play capture-the-flag and Jisung and you are making your way to the kitchen where a small red flag was proudly waving. A plan acted out in your head as a mischievous smile crept onto your face and you shout loudly, “JISUUUUNGGIEEEE!!!”

Jisung snaps his head to face you and his eyes are wide with shock, “Y/N! Why did you do that? You just revealed our spot!”

You hear loud footsteps and commotion running towards you at an alarming rate so that’s when stand up, nerf gun in hand and a full-fledged smirk etched onto your face. Chenle slings his arm around your shoulder, cheering, and you shoot Jisung as he tries to blot away. Laughter erupts from the group and Jisung looks up at you guys in shook but shakes his head and starts to chuckle as well.

“Dang Y/N, I really thought you were on my side. You’re gunna regret doin’ that to me because I’m gunna get you back, mark my words,” Jisung joking threatens.

“Ooooh Y/N you better be careful now,” Jaemin says, putting his arms up in surrender to emphasis his statement.

“Yea sure, I’d like to see you try Jisung. There’s nothing you can do that can ever bring me down, unlike you,” you jeer with that snarky, lil smirk of yours.

“OOOOHH ROASTED!!!! Dang Y/N, I didn’t think you had it in you, do you wanna be on my team now?” Haechan offers.

“Haha sure. Jisung it’s on,” you say, offering your hand to shake on it.

He narrows his eyes at you and shakes your hand but you jump back in shock because he had a shock patch on his hand. “It’s on Y/N,” he settles with a laugh.

You wince, “Hey that’s not fair,” rubbing your hand.

“You shook on it so that means fair is outta the game now,” Jisung smirks.

You roll your eyes and scoff, "That doesn't even make sense loser. But anyways, we should get a move on from here."

“Yea, I agree. Anyone else hungry?” Mark asks, rubbing his hair.

“Oooh yea, I am,” Jeno says.

“Me too,” Renjun adds in.

“Well then, let’s go to kitchen to grab somethin’ to eat,” Mark says casually, pushing everyone into the kitchen.

A loud thud followed with a “wow” catches your attention and the first thud is accompanied with a few more thuds. You rush over to the kitchen to find most of the guys on floor and you before you could ask what happened, you step onto the tile floor and slip.

“What the- What’s on the floor?” you ask puzzled, lifting your hand to examine the odd substance on the floor.

You hear Mark, Renjun, and Jeno burst into laughter and high-fives from behind you which is followed by angry commotion from the fallen dreamies and yourself. The older members’ laughter increases when you all struggle to get to your feet so finally Renjun says laughingly, “Haha, the buttered floors were a great idea. You all look like little kids learning to stand for the first time, oh this is too good!”

Everyone from the floor sends, or tries to anyways, death glares toward Renjun but his large smile softens their hearts so they let it slide. Mark and Jeno carefully come over to help the others to their feet while Renjun heats up some pizza to eat.

Lunch, for the most part, went prank-free then you all decide to change to hit the swimming pool nearby. You run to grab your bag and lock yourself in the bathroom to change while the others simply change in their room. When you put your hand into your bag, you start to scream as a light, hairy living thing moves beneath your hand. You quickly retract your hand and clutch it as a huge tarantula slowly crawls out of it and your scream only increasing as you open the door to escape. You bump into Jisung immediately and he holds you as tears start to stream down your face in fear. You bury your head into his chest as the smirk he once had quickly disappeared and turned into a worried appearance. The others quickly rush over to find you sobbing and Jisung being unable to explain the tarantula he put into your bag.

Jisung tightens his awkward grip on you in a sort of reassuring manner, “Hey Y/N... I..I’m really sorry. I didn’t know you were that scared of spiders. If I had known I wouldn’t have done that. I’m really sorry, please stop crying. I promise I’ll stop bothering you but you gotta admit it Y/N, I did find a way to bring you down.”

You snicker mildly then sniffle as you hit his chest lightly, “Shut up Jisung. You know you’re really bad at this, you should just stop talking and keepin hugging because that’s the only thing that’s good right now.”

“Is it a good thing?” Jisung jokes.

“Oh gosh, shut up,” you say shaking your head.

“Hey are you smiling?” he asks, holding your shoulders softly to see your face.

“Me, smiling? What, at your lame joke, over my dead body!” you exclaim.

“Oh that can be arranged Y/N. Hold on, now where is that tarantula?” he jokingly asks, moving towards the bathroom.

“No, no!” you plead with wide eyes, still filled with terror.

“Too soon?” he asks softly.

You nod as you pull out a can of silly strings from your back pocket and spray it in Jisung’s hair.

“Wah! Hey what's this?” he exclaims loudly, removing the green silly string from his hair.

He quickly tries to snatch your can but you just spray it at him again so he grabs your hand and spins you around to hide behind you as you drain out all the silly strings.

He holds you in a odd back-hug, sorta-thing and says, “I really am sorry for making you cry Y/N, I promise I’ll never go out of hand like that again.”

You turn around to face him and reply gently, “Jisung it’s ok, I know you didn’t mean for that to happen.”

“Yea but I really scared you with that tarantula and it’s not ok to make you cry like that,” he adds in quickly, in a bitter tone.

“Hey, really it’s ok, it was just an accident Jisung,” you reassure.

“Are you sure? I promise I’ll make it up to you ok?” he says softly.

“Jisung? Are you turning all soft on me? Whattt? I never thought I’d live to see the day for mischief master Jisung, to become a lil softie,” you tease, pinching his cheeks.

“Oh just kiss already!” you hear someone shout. You turn your head to see the dreamies not-so-sneakily hiding behind a wall, watching you two.

You feel your face turn red and you step away from Jisung as you hear Mark reply, “No! Didn’t you hear Renjun earlier, they are just kids barely learning to stand.”

You feel something hairy crawling up your calf so you scream and jump back into Jisung’s arm, crying out, “Ahh, Jisuunggg, whyyyy!!” He chuckles but holds you away from the admittedly, scary looking tarantula.

*ok I know I say this abt every request but this was really fun to write