#nctity

Tw: cursing, parties, alcohol, sexual assault, mutual pinning, kissing, sexual jokes and innuendos

Word count: 3,190

  For as long as you had known your current friend group (all twenty-something of them), Johnny had been a mystery to you. This sort of unattainable object or unstoppable force. Something about him had always intrigued you, even if you would never tell him.

Your crush on the man started at a party; Donghyuck, one of your close friends, had dragged you over to meet the rest of the gang. He gripped your wrist tightly as he dragged you around to meet everyone. 

He went down the line one by one, pointing to his friends that would soon become yours. Naturally, you were happy to be included in the group immediately. Shortly after getting acquainted with Renjun, Doyoung, Jungwoo, Jeno, and Jaemin, when he introduced Mark, you knew that the two of you would grow close. He had this kind of goofy charisma that you couldn’t help but find endearing. 

 The seven of you chatted idly in the kitchen until a man you could only describe as being otherworldly handsome came in. He was tall and lean but muscular and downright gorgeous. You instantly caught his attention as he turned to stare at you with a slight smirk.

“Aaaannnndd who’s this pretty lady in my house?” he asked, leaning against the wall as you laughed in embarrassment. 

“This gorgeous lady is my very good friend, so I ask that you don’t fuck her, Johnny.”, Donghyuck spat out, suddenly wrapping an arm around you tightly.

“Why? Do you have dibs?” Johnny teased, looking down at the two of you.

You and Donghyuck shuffled away from each other, pretending to gag at the thought of being intimate. 

As Johnny’s eyes met yours, you introduced yourself to him, almost out of instinct. 

 When you told him your name, you could have sworn the corners of his eyes crinkled. “Lovely name for a lovely girl.”, he teased, taking your hand in his and pressing a soft kiss to it.

Rendered speechless, you stood there, mouth open. 

 This satisfied him as he smirked and pulled back. “Someone seems easily excitable.”

“Don’t be an asshole,” Doyoung interjected. 

“What? Me, an asshole? God, Doyoung, I’m so hurt; I thought we were friends. Oh, the anguish”, Johnny gasped, his hand flying to his heart and clutching it in faux pain. 

Next thing you knew, you were being dragged off by Renjun, Donghyuck, Jeno, and Jaemin. 

You heard a faint “See you later, princess!” from who you could only assume was Johnny.

 Many months later, you moved in with Donghyuck and Mark. This meant that your place was one of the central hangout spots and that Johnny was always just  a few feet away from you. He practically lived in your house, often spending the night. 

The first time you had woken up and gone into the kitchen to see a shirtless Johnny, it had scared the shit out of you and greatly amused him, which could have been why it happened on many occasions. 

Even though this was the fifth time (not that you were counting) you had seen him shirtless in your kitchen, you were still shy. You awkwardly made your coffee, staring at the steady pour into your cup, before you felt his presence surround you. 

Then you realized Johnny was leaning over you, one arm on each side of your body, trapping you between him and the counter. You stiffened, suddenly feeling self-conscious in your tank top and shorts.

He leaned down and inhaled, then slowly exhaled on your ear, making you shudder. “Morning, princess,” he spoke slowly, sounding like gravel. Damn, that sexy morning voice. You could only choke out a greeting in response, making him chuckle and run his fingertips down your arms. 

“Johnny stop trying to hump Y/N in the kitchen, she didn’t consent to that.”, Donghyuck pushed the both of you away, grumbling as he made himself a cup of coffee.

“Mmm, but she didn’t seem to mind it so much, did you, darling?” he softly pushed a piece of your bed head off your face, making you turn away.

“Johnny, that’s sexual harassment.”

“Who’s getting harassed?” Mark asked, rubbing his head as he appeared in the kitchen. 

“I walked in on poor Y/N getting dry-humped by Johnny.”, the youngest boy told him, making you and Johnny stare at him in disbelief.

“Woah, Johnny, not cool, man! Come here, Y/N.” he pulled you into his side. “I know Johnny is a charm master and all, but you can still say no to him if you don’t consent to someth-“

“Mark, for the love of god, stop. I was not getting harassed.”, you groaned.

“Yeah, it’s fine, she liked it.”, the oldest said with a grin.

“Okay, I’m outta here. Talking to you guys is like mental harassment.”, you said as you grabbed your coffee and left for your room.

And as you sat on your bed, you could swear that you could still feel Johnny’s touch against you. It was making you crazy. 

The feeling never stopped. Not when he got a little too close during movie marathons, not when he hugged you to greet you, and especially not on the night when you were playing games with the guys.

You walked in on the chaos, the younger members screamed at each other, and you couldn’t help but laugh at them. When they invited you to play Mario Kart, you quickly said yes, only to find every square inch of your living room floor full. You glanced to the full couch, then to the armchair, where Johnny sat. 

Without hesitation, he pulled you onto his lap, sighing and reasoning that “your back has been hurting lately, so you deserve the best chair,” to which you countered that the chair beneath him was the best seat, and he continued to tell you that he could sit on you instead.

So you played, sat on his lap with his arms around you, lips pressing praises to the outer shell of your ear when he felt you deserved it. You were embarrassed and unable to play properly; his hot breath on your ear and large hands on your waist made it impossible.  

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Flash forward to next Saturday night, where you were at a party in god knows who’s house. All you knew was you looked good in your tight pants that hugged all the right places and the skimpy top that Donghyuck had convinced you to buy.  

After a few drinks, you were on the dance floor with your friend Hendery when an older, handsome man suddenly came over and started talking to you.

Now, you couldn’t deny his charms, so you just let him when he asked to dance with you. The two of you chatted and danced. You were having a great time until he started getting handsy with you. 

At first, you just brushed his hands off, but he became more persistent, going as far as grabbing at your body and pulling it against him. 

“Let’s get out of here.”, he demanded rather than asked.

“No- I should really get back to my friends..”, you replied, trying to pull away, but he quickly stopped you, grinding against your backside. 

“Come on, I know you want me.”, he all but yelled in your ear.

“No!” you squeaked as you tried to wriggle away.

“Don’t be so bitchy!” he said as he yanked you back again.

You nearly cried on the spot, fearing for your life. 

“Is there a problem here?” another voice interjected, and you had never been so glad to see Johnny.

“Nope, this girl is just playing hard to get.”, the creep replied, unashamed of his tendencies.

“Well, it looks like a problem, you see, that’s my girlfriend you’re slobbering over there.” Johnny held a hand out to you, pulling you towards him.

Despite the circumstances, you grew hot at the title Johnny used for you.

“Hey man, she wants me! That’s why she came over to me, so butt out, dipshit.”, the guy said, grabbing your arm in a way you were sure would bruise. 

When you gasped out in pain, something in Johnny snapped. “What the FUCK is wrong with you?” he yelled at the man, ripping his hand off you. 

You weaseled away, running to the closest person you could find, which happened to be Mark. You quickly threw yourself at him, burying your face into his sweatshirt.

“Shit, Y/N, are you okay?” he asked, hugging you and rubbing circles on your back.

You heard the crowd chanting for a fight and could only assume Johnny and that guy were about to beat the shit out of each other. “Shit, Mark, you gotta go in there and help Johnny!”

Mark laughed. “I don’t think I do, dude, look.” he pointed as the crowd immediately died down when Johnny punched the guy in the face, and he passed out. 

You blinked in surprise as Johnny came speed walking over, grabbing both of you, and continuing to the door, shielding his face from people as he nearly ran.

“Hey- we forgot Hendery-“

“Y/N, I just knocked that guy out, I’d like to leave before anything else can happen.”, Johnny told you, piling into Mark’s car. 

You got into the back, next to Johnny, as he carefully examined you for any signs of pain. “You’re okay? Right?” he asked, his voice slightly higher than usual.

“Yeah-I’m fine, I don’t think that guy is though, so, thanks. I owe you.”

Johnny shifted awkwardly. “Yeah, no, it’s fine. It’s my duty as your friend to keep you safe.”

“Right,” you said, leaning back against the headrest, unable to explain the sudden twist of the knife into your heart. But, of course, it’s not like Johnny liked you, so you don’t know why you were so disappointed. 

Mark glanced at the two of you through the rearview mirror. He saw Johnny examining you with worry and you staring at the floor. It was quite the sight, two people so clearly in love with each other, but completely oblivious to the other’s feelings. 

As soon as you got home, you showered and changed into pajamas. You walked into the living room to find Hendery there, and though you were glad to see him, you were instantly confused as to why he had returned to your house.

“Hey, Hendery. Sorry to leave you back there” you jumped onto the couch next to him, and he wrapped his arms around you. 

“As hurt as I am, I understand. You and your boyfriends had to come back and bang after your dearest Johnny was such a man.”

“Don’t be weird.”

“Come on, you love me.”, he said, nuzzling into your neck.

“Yeah, yeah, whatever.” you kissed his head and leaned back on the couch, opting to lie down as your friend snuggled into you.

The two of you quickly fell asleep due to the sheer amount of alcohol you had ingested.

When Johnny walked in, he felt his heart shatter a bit. 

He walked into Mark’s room, groaning as he fell onto his bed dramatically. 

“Dude, what?” Mark asked, staring at his clearly upset friend.

“She has a boyfriend.”

“What.”

“Y/N. Her and Hendery.”

Mark snorted. 

“No, she doesn’t man.”

“They’re cuddled up on the couch right now.”

“You’re so oblivious man. She’s literally in love with you, first of all. Second, she does not feel that way about Hendery. They’ve been friends for like, ever.”

“She likes me?”

“No shit, bro.”

Johnny felt a smile creep onto his face.

Next thing you knew, Donghyuck banged two pots over your heads, yelling at the two of you to wake up.

“What the fuuuck, bro?”, Hendery said as he stumbled off the couch. 

“I called Kun to pick you up, he’s outside.”

“Shit.”, Hendery mumbled, clumsily walking to the door.

You followed behind him, hugging his waist and saying goodbye.

You watched as Kun scolded Hendery at the car, his finger wagging like an angry mother.

“Hyuckie, what the fuck is your problem, you absolute piece of human garbage.”

“Look, I don’t want him staying the night, what would your precious Johnny think.”

“Shh-! He could still be here!” you whisper yelled, smacking your friend.

“Yeah, waiting to fuck you.”

“Donghyuck why are you like this-“

“Am I interrupting?” Johnny suddenly asked, looking at the two of you with a grin. 

“See, he wants to fuck you.”

“DONGHYUCK.”

“I don’t not want to.”

“JOHNATHAN SUH.”

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After a night of questionable deeds, you were dropped off at home by Jaemin, drunk out of your mind. But, surprise, Johnny was there, and boy, was he amused when you came stumbling into the room, disheveled and easily upset.

Donghyuck couldn’t stop laughing when you went to sit on the couch and fell off, but Johnny grabbed you and picked you up and onto the couch. You leaned into him, staring up at his pretty face.

He chuckled and pinched your cheek, getting up and fetching a glass of water. “Here, drink this, princess.”

You obliged and took small sips, staring at him and giggling. 

 He couldn’t stop the smile on his face from forming when you laughed. “You’re so cute,” he teased.

Suddenly, your expression fell, and you started crying, making Johnny raise an eyebrow at the sudden 180. 

“You’re such… an asshole Johnny. You keep lea-leading me on, and being nice to me and then just- you don’t like me- why do you keep being so nice. I know you have girls at your feet, so stop wasting your time making- making fun of me, okay?” you sniffled, running into your room.

Johnny was dumbfounded. Sure, he liked to tease you, but he thought he had made it obvious he wanted you.

You had avoided Johnny for a while, feeling like you were drowning every time he walked by. You were head over heels for him, and he didn’t feel the same. He was just naturally flirty. You guys were friends, nothing more.

Meanwhile, Johnny was in agony when you walked past him and avoided his flirting. Did you hate him? He whined to Mark every chance he got until Mark went insane. How could both of you be so blind?!

So, the next time he saw you sitting in the living room, he told  the idea of having everyone over and promptly told you, smiling when you said it was a lovely idea. If you and Johnny just tried harder to ignore your individual feelings, it could work.

You were suddenly excited at the idea of being able to hang out with everyone after so long, as you had pulled away after the night you “came home drunk and screamed at Johnny,” as Donghyuck had put it.

You got ready for the hangout and put on a pair of leggings and a tank top, nothing fancy, as you were staying inside, and you knew your friends didn’t care. 

As they all piled in the house, you felt your heart swell until you locked eyes with Johnny from across the room. You cursed yourself for being rude to him and went over immediately.

His eyebrows quirked up, and he stared at you with wide eyes.

“Hey, Johnny, look, I’m sorry for what I said that night… to be honest I don’t even remember but, I know I wronged you, so, I apologize.”

He smiled at you. “Don’t worry about it, I should be apologizing.”

You furrowed your brow and stared at him, confused.

A sudden scream from one of your friends made you look to where Jeno was tickled by Jaemin. You watched the two of them play wrestle for a while before sitting next to Johnny and watching whatever movie had been turned on.

“Glad to see the happy couple is no longer fighting.”, Donghyuck said as he sat down next to you two.

Johnny leaned closer, about to say a less than vague sexual comment, before you interrupted. 

“We aren’t dating.”, you said flatly, even though it caused you pain.

Johnny bit his lip and nodded, standing up to find… something.

Eventually, you got dragged into a pillow fight with Renjun, Chenle, Jisung, Jeno, and Jaemin and ended up getting ambushed by Donghyuck, who tickled you until you couldn’t breathe.

“She’s so cute.”, Johnny told his friend for what had to have been the fifteenth time that night.

“Dude, shut up and tell her, not me.”, Mark said, pushing him.

“No, its too unnatural now. It would be weird of me.”

Suddenly, Mark Lee had an idea. 

That night, he waltzed into your room, sitting on your bed. “Tonight was so much fun. I missed having everyone over.”

“Yeah, it was really nice. We should start doing it again.”, you replied, not looking up from your phone.

“I’m sure we will.”

You began reminiscing about the night and sharing your favorite parts, laughing and feeling like life couldn’t improve. Until.

“You know, Johnny wouldn’t stop talking about you.”

You gulped. “Oh..”

“Yeah, he was like, devastated when you stopped talking to hm, so he was all giddy last night. He wouldn’t stop saying how cute you were.”

“You’re serious..?”

“Why wouldn’t I be?”

“Johnny Suh called me cute..?”

“Yeah, man, he has like the biggest crush on you.”

Your mind nearly exploded. 

“Mark Lee, please. Are you joking right now?”

“No!” he said, laughing.

As you replayed what felt like every moment you had ever spent with Johnny, you realized that maybe he did care for you, and perhaps he did like you. You recalled him saying to your face that you were easy to tease. Is it really possible that he liked you?

The next time Mark had him over, you cornered him in the kitchen when he went to get water.

“Oh, Y/N, hey.”

You caged him against the counter like he had done to you many times. “Hey, Suh.”

He cringed. “Why are you holding me hostage?”

“Well, I heard that you think I’m cute. Yeah, Mark said you wouldn’t stop telling him.”

Never in your life did you think you would see a blushing Johnny.

“Oh? And what if I do?”

“Well, then you’re an asshole for not telling me how you felt.”

“Aw, someone’s butthurt.”

“So what if I am?”

“Then I’ll kiss it better.”, he said, leaning down with his lips parted.

You couldn’t stop kissing him, and as soon as you did, he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you against him, groaning in your mouth as you pulled his hair gently. 

“Does this mean you’ll be my girlfriend then?”

“Yes dumbass.”

His lips crashed against yours, and you gasped as he lifted you up and turned you around so that you were sitting on the counter. Your legs wrapped around his waist as you pulled him impossibly closer until-

“OH GOD MY EYES!”

The two of you broke apart to see Mark giving you thumbs up and Donghyuck with his hands covering his face.

“You got us in trouble….” you whispered, joking.

“Oh, baby, with me you’ll be in Suh much trouble.”

“Dear god, I take it back, I refuse to date you.”