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#-synopsis! On hot summer nights, the air conditioning being on is a must. Mark would rather sleep without blankets while you get cold easily. Despite your differences, neither of you want to sleep without the other.
#-pairing! Boyfriend!Mark x GN!Reader.
#-genre! Fluff, Cuddling, Domestic!AU.
#-notes! Here is my attempt at infiltrating writerblr. I wrote this during my study hall lol. Please reblog and leave some feedback if you enjoy!
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Clad in shorts and a tank, you climbed into bed beside Mark. It was a hot summer night. Crickets chirped under the moonlight, a natural lullaby of sorts. The air inside your shared bedroom was crisp and icy, just the way Mark liked it. He kicked the comforter to your side of the bed, not wanting it anywhere near him even accidentally. “Stop judging me,” you whined, wrapping yourself up inside the thick cotton. No matter how hot it was outside, you could not fall asleep without bundling yourself in the covers like a burrito. It was the most comfortable way to sleep, especially when Mark refused to cuddle with you. “It gets so hot and stuffy with you on top of me. The blanket only makes it worse,” he complained almost every morning after you disturbed his sleep with your inherent clinginess.
“I never said anything,” he defended, turning his back to you with a huff. You turned the other way. “You don’t have to say anything for me to know.”
Later that night, Mark was abruptly sucked out of his deep, peaceful slumber. With a disgruntled yawn, he cracked his eyes open, looking around the dark room in confusion. The weight on his chest coupled with his sweat-dampened bangs was telling enough. “What the hell,” he muttered, instinctively pushing your shoulders off his body. You moaned in your sleep, clinging to his torso like a burdock in a cornfield. He didn’t want to wake you up but he also didn’t want to lose more sleep over this predicament. “Y/n please,” he urged out loud, finally managing to detach your limp form away from him. Eyes having adjusted to the darkness now, he could make out the traces of a frown etched on your face. Chuckling under his breath, Mark pushed your hair out of your face, surprised to feel the moisture on your forehead. You were sweating too!
He forced himself to sit up. He didn’t want you to be uncomfortable as you slept. Tugging the comforter out from underneath you, he threw it over the other side of the bed. Your skin was clammy with sweat. Laying back down, he moved his pillow to the center of the bed and pulled you into his side. As if your mind had subconsciously recognized that it was him, you slung your arm around his waist, snuggling your face into his shoulder. Two seconds without the comforter and the skin on your arms was already teeming with goosebumps. With a fond smile on his face, Mark rubbed his palm over your arms and thighs, warming you up from the outside. “Why don’t you wear longer clothes if you get cold this easily?” He wondered to himself. “‘Cause it’s summertime,” you mumbled loosely, definitely still asleep. Raising his brows in astonishment, he laughed and pressed a kiss to your forehead, eager to share the incident with you the next morning. Sighing deeply, he placed an arm behind his head and shut his eyes. “Goodnight y/n. Hope you sleep tight.”
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Don’t touch me. I think I’m in my Haechan phase 😭 I MEAN JUST LOOK AT HIM! He’s a beaming sun ☀️🥺
>> time stops
wc: 670 first love
“i have a question.”
jaemin hums. lolling his head to the side, he looks to where you lay on the left side of his chest, just a few centimeters away from his heart. “shoot.”
“okay,” you begin. in a sudden burst of energy you flip yourself over to press your chin against his torso, eyes wide and gleaming with excitement. “let’s say, hypothetically, you’re hiking in the woods and come across a bear—”
“what kind of bear?” he says, cutting you off prematurely. “like an actual bear or a haechan?”
you raise a brow but answer him nonetheless. “i dunno, a polar bear.”
“there’s no polar bears in the woods,” he remarks.
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the urge to just fully depend on a so. to be helpless, clumsy, weak and needy yet completely adored for it.
to want and be wanted
georges bataille / emily palermo / olivia laing / @chaandajaan / georges bataille / cj hauser / @kvetchkween / @nicholasbraungf / vi khi nao / silas denver melvin
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softies
“I think communication starts when words are not present at all … I think we put so much emphasis on language, actually silence is so much more important.”
— Marina Abramovic
love in la
johnny x female reader fluff
synopsis: nct 127 is on tour in la and you unexpectedly meet johnny 3 times.
pic creds to the name in the picture
you walked into lax breathing in the california air, “it’s good to be back right?” your mom asks you. “It really is, there’s only so many deep dishes one can eat in chicago. I think I ate one each day”.
Your mom giggled, “you did”
You laughed and walked towards baggage claim, “why is it so packed over there?”
You pointed out to your mom a bunch of people coming into your eye view.
“Well it is lax, maybe a celebrity”
“True”
You make your way to get your bags and somehow get lost to a crowd of people. There was shoving and yelling and you were very confused. Suddenly the crowd screams, you turn around and see a group of guys guarded by other guys walking towards your area.
Different names were being yelled but you caught the names Mark, Haechan, Taeil, Doyoung, and Johnny. You glanced at a sign of a girl in the crowd and read it. “We Love Nct 127”.
Oh! I did an article on them before
As a journalist you usually wrote on different topics but the main topic was music. You had written about how nct 127 managed to grow their fanbase out to the US two years ago.
You turned around to tell ur mom and could barely find her in the crowd, “let’s go this way instead”
You gently grabbed her arm so she couldn’t be lost in the crowd and you eventually found your way to a less crowded area behind a long curtain covering the other side.
You felt a tap on your shoulder. You turn around to see a security guard“Excuse me you can’t be here. An artist is coming and can’t risk any fans being-”
“Sorry but I’m just trying to get my bags I was on a flight”
“Oh you’re in the wrong spot, it’s over there”
“Oh well thank you, but I can barely see where I’m going there’s so many people here and for me to go back through that crowd-”
“Okay hold on” he inturruped “just stay here and give me your info and I’ll have someone bring your bags here.”
“Thank you sir” your mom said. You thanked him also. He gave you paper to right your info on. “We’ll try to get these quickly so you can leave before the artist gets here” He leaves to relay your information.
You turned to your mom, “I did an article on these boys, they’re a kpop group”
“Oh well that makes a lot of sense”
You hear footsteps approaching and look that way to see 9 men walk infront of you. They didn’t noticed you or your mom since they were talking to each other in korean.
The security guard from earlier came back and noticed they arrived, he gestured for the both of you to leave immediately, not wanting to cause a scene.
You stand up and grab your purse until you hear a man speak to you, “nice shoes”
You look at him, “oh thank you! sorry we’re in here we got lost with all these people and we’re waiting for our suitcase but we’re leaving now”
The man nodded his head, “i just figured you were our new manager” he chuckles.
You laughed at his sarcasm and then looked back at your mom “ready?”
“You don’t have to leave, you’re not bothering us seriously, you can wait til your bags come”
“We don’t want to get in your way”
“We’ll be fine” He smiled and then turned back to his friends to say something in korean.
You thanked him and sat back and just decided to take his word for it.
“Well he’s handsome” your mom said to you.
“Yeah they all are”
“Excuse me!” The security guard came to where you guys are, “Didn’t I tell you to leave?” He turned towards the boys, “I’m so sorry these people aren’t leaving I’ll call backup to escort-”
“No it’s okay, there will be no escorting” The boy who talked to you earlier says, “let them be, I told them they could stay.”
The security guard nodded and walked away, “Thanks” You said to him.
He shook his head, “are you home or visiting”
“I’m home, we’re home”
He looked at your mom and said hello, “well I’m Johnny, I’m sort of a big deal if you can’t tell”
You giggle at his joke and then debate to tell him about your article.
“I’m y/n, and this is my mom y/m/n” By this time all of the boys where looking in your direction. They waved.
“Where are you coming from?”
“Chicago”
Another member gasped and then laughed.
“I’m from there!”
“Really?”
“Yeah did you like it?”
“I did actually I was just joking with my mom that I might’ve had too many deep dish pizzas”
Johnny laughed at pointed at one of his friends, “Mark over here can relate”
“Now I want one” Mark added.
The security guard came back with luggage, “here’s your bags ladies”
You stood up along with your mom and collected the bags, “thank you”
You turned to the boys, “well nice meeting you”
“Nice meeting you too” Johnny gave you a smile and shook your hand.
The rest waved at you and your mom as they watched you guys leave the area.
Johnny soon felt a light jab in his side, “Johnny why wouldn’t you ask for her number, and don’t lie to me you were being a bit too friendly” Jaehyun said in Korean while elbowing Johnny.
“I was nervous”
“Jaehyuns right that could’ve been your God sent soulmate and you just ruined it” Mark added.
“If she’s my God sent soulmate I’ll see her again”
Yuta sighed.
“If we see her again it’s my turn” Taeyong said laughing.
“Happy birthday!”
You hug your mom and hand her a card.
She goes to open it and two tickets fall out, she read it with anticipation, “The Jennifer Hudson Show!”
“Suprise!” You hugged your mom!
Jennifer Hudson is your moms favorite singer. When you found out she was coming out with her own talk show you were quick to get a ticket on your moms birthday.
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You got to the studio and there were already a lot of people in line, mostly young girls. You immediately notice the merch they had on.
“No way”
“What?” Your mom asked
“One second” You tapped the shoulder of the girl infront of you, “excuse me is nct 127 here today?”
“Yes”, she said excitedly.
“Oh that’s nice” You laugh quietly to yourself and relay it to your mother.
“Well that’s a coincidence” She giggled.
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“Please Welcome NCT 127!” Jennifer said and the crowd cheered.
You and your mom watched nct 127 perform. “Wow they’re good” You said.
After the performance Jennifer had nct introduce themselves and speak about their album. Johnny spoke the most and you found yourself liking the way he carries himself.
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After the show your mom was smiling from ear to ear but she didn’t know what else you had planned for her. Your friend who worked at this studio helped you get the tickets and also arranged for your mom to meet and take a picture with Jennifer!
“Wait we’re not going home right yet”
“What do you mean?”
“Wait here for a second”
Soon your friend came out and said hi to you both, “Follow me”
Your mom and you both followed her leading you to the backstage area and you glanced at the all rooms. You instantly saw nct 127 taking a picture and made eye contact with Mark but you kept walking.
Mark recognized you and hit Johnnys arm.
“Dude you have got to stop hitting me”
“No, Johnny that’s y/n. From the airport.”
“Oh please Mark i’m not falling for that”
“Johnny it was her why would I lie about that”
Johnny rolled his eyes, “Finish taking the picture then you can show me her”
“Is mark hallucinating?” Doyoung asked while laughing.
“I’m not”
Meanwhile you were already watching your mom have an entire conversation with Jennifer about how she rooted for her since she was at the start of her career and listens to all her songs.
“Thank you! You have a very sweet daughter planning this for you”
Your mom looked back at you, “I know”
They talked a bit more and took a picture with each other. You thanked your friend and an idea popped into her head, “wanna act like we have our own talk show?” She questioned.
“You haven’t changed a bit have you” You giggle.
Both of you walk on the sound stage and sit on the couches. You tell all the empty chairs, “welcome to the y/n show”
At the same time Mark is dragging Johnny around trying to find you, but instead he sees your mom.
“See look Johnny is that not her mom”
Johnny almost immediately says no until he looks closely, “oh wait it is”
“Told you”
They then hear two girls laughing and talking on the sound stage, they give each other a look.
“You know what’s crazy”
“What” your friend asked you.
“Yesterday I met nct 127, and now they’re here”
“What! Where?”
“At the airport and Johnny was speaking to me and everything it’s a long story”
“Do you think they’ll remember you”
“I mean yes but I don’t think they’d actually care” You laughed.
“Next Mission: go to nct 127”
She grabbed your arm to get you off the couch, but let go when she heard footsteps approach the stage.
It was Mark and Johnny.
“Y/n?”
“Hi!” You fixed your hair a bit
“Do you work here or are you stalking me”
You laugh “neither” you pointed to your friend, “she works here though and she got me tickets it’s my moms birthday and she likes jennifer hudson so i surprised her i didn’t know you guys were going to be here isn’t that ironic” you said a bit too fast to the point where it seemed like you were lying.
“Yeah it is ironic. Happy birthday to your mom” He said.
“Happy birthday. Johnny didn’t believe me when I said I saw you”
“Oh I saw you too but you guys looked busy”
“Nah” Mark said.
Your phone started to ring, “it’s my mom”
“Honey don’t forget we have reservations”
“You’re right I’m coming” You turned to your friend, Mark, and Johnny.
“Got her a spot at this fancy restaurant for lunch, don’t want to lose it”
Your friend hugged you, “stop by again”
“Thank you so much” you hugged back.
You waved at Johnny and Mark before leaving the three of them on the sound stage.
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“I actually can’t believe you managed to do that again.” Mark was slightly annoyed with Johnny for missing his chance a second time.
“She was in a rush I don’t know what you wanted me to say”
“You know what Johnny” Haechan said, “you have this persona of being the guy who gets what he likes but when you see a girl you actually like not once but twice you become nervous”
“Yeah!” Mark agreed, “that’s supposed to be my thing!”
The guys laughed in the group bus.
“If we see her again i promise I’ll say something”
“And how is that gonna happen.”
“If she’s my God sent soulmate it’ll happen.”
“I’ll believe it when I see it” Jungwoo says.
You were at work writing for your column when your boss walked up to your station.
“Clear your plans for today” He says.
“You know I have no plans”
He laughs, “Good, cause we have an assignment for you”
“I’m listening”
“Teen Vogue wants an article on the group Nct 127, ever heard of them?”
You close your eyes and nod slowly
God what are you trying to tell me?
“Yeah I know them, I’ve done an article for them before”
“Good! So you’re familiar. They want it to be centered around their concert today so you’ll be going. Before you leave come pick up the backstage pass and tickets, they want a short interview as well”
“No way”
“What? Are you a fan?”
“No it’s just…nothing” You laughed to yourself, “How many tickets?”
“Two”
“Got it”
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You called your friend from the Jennifer Hudson show while driving home, “hi y/n”
“Clear your plans for the day”
“Why?”
“You wouldn’t believe it”
“Lemme guess”
“Okay”
“Something to do with Nct 127”
“Yup you guessed right, is this not crazy? Or is it just me.”
“Maybe it’s not. It’s fate”
“Lol, I’m interviewing them after their concert and I have an extra ticket. Wanna come?”
“Girl why not”
“That’s the spirit! I’ll text you the details”
“Okay see you!”
Once you got home you called your mom and told her.
“Okay at this point you guys should exchange numbers”
“I’d be fired if i asked that, He’d have to ask me”
“Maybe he’s your God-sent soulmate”
“Mhm sure”
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“NCT! NCT! NCT! NCT!”
The crowd was yelling their name for an encore. Including the two of you.
“Do you think that’s it?” She asked.
“It can’t be”
Soon the came out and everyone cheered, they were in their tour merch.
They all spoke and sang one last song
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“They must be so tired and now they have to do an interview”
“At least it’s you you’ll probably wake them up”
“Funny”
A lady came out and walked towards you “they’re ready”
“Okay thank you” you turned to your friend, “see you later”
You walked into the room and the first person you made eye contact with was Johnny.
He stood up, “Okay now you’re stalking us”
“I’m not I promise” you showed your pass, “I’m here with teen vogue”
“You’re a journalist?” Mark asked.
“ That i am”
“I’m joking but that’s just crazy” Johnny sat back down and noticed some of the members laughing.
Jaehyun got up to hug you, “Hi I didn’t get to introduce myself before I’m Jaehyun”
“Nice to meet you” You hugged back.
He smirked at Johnny when he turned back around to sit.
“Well I’m johnny but you already know that”
“Really? I don’t think we’ve met”
They all laughed.
“Your performance was amazing,” you turned to Taeil. “Your voice is incredible. Do you have any special teas or sprays that keep your voice intact”
You got straight into the questions, keeping them engaged while already planning your next question.
Once you finished the last question you got up from your seat. “That’s a wrap thank you guys”
Mark practically pushed Johnny out of his chair, “go”
“Um- y/n before you go, i have a question for you”
“Yeah?”
He walked over to you “Um. I like your bracelet”
“You do?” You lifted your wrist to show him the bracelet more clearly. It was one of those makeshift friendship bracelets but the word believe was written on it in beads.
“That’s not a question” you said to him.
“Yeah”, he played with the beads on your bracelet and you realized he was nervous.
“Since we’ve already seen each other so often this week, maybe we should like keep in contact or something” Johnny said extremely fast but you still heard what he said.
Taeyong squealed and haechan hit him on the arm “shh”
“Yeah I agree”
You smiled and he took his phone out of his pocket with one hand while still mindlessly playing with your bracket with his other hand. He unlocked it and handed it to you. You decided to use your free hand as well so he could continue with the bracelet thing. The quietness was loud.
“Here you go” you said handing his phone back. You pulled your hand from his hold and removed your bracelet. You gently grabbed his wrist and put it on on his.
“Keep it”
He had nothing to give you at the moment so he leaned in and kissed your cheek.
Now it was time for the rest of the members to squeal
Johnny cringed, “sorry about them”
You laughed, “keep an eye out for the article okay?”
He nodded and watched you leave the room.
“I TOLD YOU! GOD SENT SOULMATE” Mark said a bit too loud
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After explaining every single thing that happened to your friend in the car on the way home with your mom on speaker, you received a text.
“Can you read it for me” you asked your friend.
“Aww! It’s says have a good night y/n - Johnny”
“Y/f/n, now google how to do long distance”
She laughed, “or you both can just runaway together”
“His fans would find us for sure”
“Wait let’s find his instagram”
“No i’m not ready”
“AHH”
“What? Don’t scream when i’m driving”
“Sorry but he posted the bracelet on his story”
“Really?”
“Yes please invite me to the wedding”
You laughed, “what an interesting week it has been”
hope you guys enjoyed this might be one of my favorite stories i’ve ever written! pls comment with ur thoughts
taglist: @amessofthings @wooahaeuji
you’re not “too broken” to be loved!!!! it’s never too late to give love and to receive it, to find people you connect with. some crappy humans may have made you feel like your heart is too heavy for anyone to hold, but you’re flawed and scared and worthy just like everybody else. you don’t have to run away from the love you deserve.
how was miso adopted? was she originally jungkook or oc’s cat? i love the miso detail so much lmao i can’t get over her
alternatively, jungkook is willing to take an everyday risk :)
[ 478 drabbles ]
“My girlfriend likes you for some reason.”
Jungkook deadpans at the cat sat on the sidewalk, her eyes big and curious even under a wonky, flickering streetlight.
“You keep following Y/N to her workshops. You always wait outside,” he hums, grunting as he lowers himself down to the cold pavement. The two of you have been seeing the cat nonstop nowadays, all to the point that you’ve started carrying cat food in your bag and leaving it to him while he waits for you to be done with your work for the day.
The cat sits still but she still meows as if she understands everything that Jungkook’s saying, making him chuckle in disbelief.
“Guess what I brought,” he lowly cheers, adding in a whoop for good measure before he gestures to the crate beside him. The inside of it looks even warmer than what he’s wearing now, clearly having thought of this more than he makes it out to be.
“Dear fucking god, I hope you’re hypoallergenic,” Jungkook mutters as he gestures his hands out to put the cat into the crate but it looks like he won’t have to exert effort because she enters it herself, her tail brushing past his arm that it triggers a sneeze. “How nice. I’m allergic to you.”
Jungkook sighs a breath of relief now that the hard part is over because he didn’t even need to convince the cat, closing the crate door behind her but if he thinks about it, he’s sure that she wouldn’t escape even if he hadn’t.
“I’m the only one taking you in for now, okay? My girlfriend doesn’t know yet,” he mutters, making direct eye contact with the cat that even the concept of her listening surprises him. “Okay, maybe fiancée soon because I’m planning on proposing. When we move in together, you would have us both,” he adds. “Don’t get it twisted though. I’m not using you as a pawn for my proposal.”
Jungkook shivers in the cold but before he makes his trek to the pharmacy to buy his allergy medicine, and back to his apartment building, he makes the decision to sneak in his scarf to the crate so the cat would feel extra toasty.
Ah. So this is the feeling.
Maybe love doesn’t always compulse Jungkook to say I love you to you every night.
Sometimes, love tends to make Jungkook adopt a stray cat despite horrible allergies and the commitment to take anti-histamines for as long as you’ll have him in your life (he hopes forever), as long as the white ball of fur makes you happy.
for the 478 request (if it's still open!!) maybe a lil bit of them growing back together? like post-fic, maybe jungkook discovers a small habit that OC does that they never did before?? and he gets :(( abt it bc omg when did that happen and OC is like when u were gone bro but like its fluffy and all?? DO I MAKE SENSE?? (It's alright either way ILY anyway<3)
alternatively, jungkook’s habit becomes yours too <3
[ 478 masterlist ]
Jungkook thought it was only a fluke.
“Is something the matter?” he asks worriedly, eyes strained with concern. You’re too absorbed cooing at Miso on your lap that you didn’t notice your husband staring at you the whole time.
He’s completely unfocused from the movie he’s begged for the two of you to watch instead of your own pick, mouth parting as he sees you do it again.
“No?” you tilt your head, looking equally as confused.
“Are you sure?” Jungkook questions again, rearranging his position so this time he’s the one lying down on your lap and Miso’s the one on his chest, feeling her purrs reverberate all the way to his ribs. “Then why are you playing with your wedding band?”
Oh.
You’ve been doing it a lot these days, unconsciously twisting the platinum on your finger that it catches your husband off-guard every time. He thought it was only a fluke the first time, seeing your gazed zoned out that usually happens when you’re tired from work.
“Really?” you sound just as surprised, looking down on your finger before having the urge to twist it again. In hindsight, your husband’s right — you have been playing with your ring. “It must’ve become a habit when we were on break.”
You recall having the weight of the platinum being your comfort for the month, only taking it off the very last minute before shooting starts and have someone to remind you because you were just that attached to it.
In hindsight, the habit you didn’t even know you had seems to be familiar.
“I think I picked it up from you.”
“Me?” Jungkook’s eyebrows furrow, looking down on his ring finger and just from seeing the band, he gets the urge to twist it around his finger.
He didn’t even know he’s been playing with his wedding band whenever he needed comforted or just wanted to be reminded of you in general, but now that you pointed out, it is familiar.
Jungkook chuckles, making you warm with the way he leans to your touch when you scratch his scalp.
“Oh, yeah. I think you got it from me.”