Oh, So Oblivious!

still here

summary: it all started with a kiss from your best friend, mark. and most cases, one night stands do not usually end well... right?

note: best friend!mark, sexual implications, cursing/profanities, making out? and purely confused and panicking mark lee.

genre: 99.9% angst and 0.1% fluff | word count: 1.5k

- mark never had a good night's sleep in a while until now.

he opened his eyes and the window to his left side almost told him “good morning”, so bright, so sunny. but he looked at the bookshelves beside a study table, and the bulletin board stacked with utility bills and polaroid films of friends just above a supposed to be a replica of surely an andy warhol pop-art painting.

this was definitely not mark’s room.

he was about to remove the blanket that is sitting on his legs when a figure beside him shuffled a little. the back facing him was bare, messy hair all he could see. but he instantly recognized it, and the room, for so long; because it was you.

slightly panicking, mark carefully removed the warm clothing above his thighs then there he saw that he was only wearing his boxers. right above, just a little, he could see the messy lining of his shirt, and it was definitely worn the other way around.

he rose from the bed carefully, avoiding causing any disturbance. mark made sure his footsteps were inaudible while he was looking for his pants and grey hoodie on the floor. he slowly picked his jeans up, but the belt still made a faint clang noise that he held it so tightly while putting it back on. he also removed his wrinkled, reversed shirt so it would be worn correctly this time before topping it with his grey hoodie.

then mark just… stood there in front of your bed, watching you, trying to recall what has happened last night. then it was all slowly coming back to him.

now, if you happened to wake up at this very moment, then what would he do?

-

mark bit his lower lip as he was trying to answer the question he is about to face later on. he suddenly felt the need to apologize.

maybe because may have been selfish.

he suddenly kissed you while watching before sunrise. maybe, just maybe, if the romantic and sexual tension were not so intense throughout the film, then he would not have needed to finally act upon what he has been thinking all this time.

but the fact that you gave in... god, he thought, you gave in. no sight of alcohol around, just pure sober thoughts. mark has no idea where he got the push.

but was he remember asking you if you wanted it. mark needed the confirmation, just to make sure you are on the same page as him.

“you want this, right?”

you were catching your breath from the heated kiss when he asked. and yes, you wanted more.

“i would not hold back this time, baby”, you giggled. you liked him calling you baby. “are you sure?”

“mark..." you replied. "baby…”

you were straddling him and started kissing his neck again. mark’s eyes were closed and feeling his crotch against your clothed sex, but he was not so sure that you understand; that if you continue along, the morning may not be the same anymore.

and now, with mark wondering, here we are.

so he removed your arms, now wrapped around his neck while you planted kisses on his cheek, and firmly intertwined his hand with yours.

mark looked you in the eyes so intently, your gaze could not leave his.

“i’m asking again,”, he emphasized. “are you sure you really want to do this?”

and it took you seconds to nod, as you had already caught what he is thinking—the consequences, the adjustments, the confrontation to be served via breakfast.

“mmh”, you hummed.

“words. i need to hear it.”

“yes, mark. i want this.”, you replied. “do you?”

“yes, i do… so much.” he put his palm on the right side of your cheek, just a little graze yet soft, so warm, so lovely. “you have no idea.”

mark has been staring at your still-sleeping figure for too long. too long, really. should he just leave a text that says, “hey... we need to talk about last night.”? or maybe go for an old-fashioned way and write a note saying “i had to go. errands.”, when in fact, it is a sunday morning and he is actually on work leave?

but omitting some words behind these questions, should he leave?—the simple question as it is, but would he be treating you the same as his one-night stands? for him, you deserve more than just ditching and letting avoidance do its own work at this point. you are a friend—the best friend.

you finally shuffled from your former position, still sleeping. from facing the back, your body is now almost facing where mark stands still. his fight or flight response is now asking him several questions. he wanted to run from the consequences he emphasized last night. he thought he could handle them but fuck, no.

mark, noticing that you were still unconscious made him run his fingers through his hair. slightly frustrated and he may have muttered "fuck, fuck, fuck!", a little too loud and-

“just lock the door when you leave, mark.”

mark froze on his feet, mouth agape at your sudden words.

you said it so... nonchalantly. and so you went back to your former position, facing your back against him once again too quickly but still, eyes closed.

you were waiting for him to leave immediately now you may have answered the thing that has been bugging him for minutes now.

and of course, you knew the moment you gave in, there was no turning back. you wish you could say “i love you.”, but you would have rather devour into the kiss, hoping your actions would translate those words instead. so you went along; touching him for the very first time, and feeling all of him for the last time.

but what hurts most is that you know where this is gonna go, that you will wake up to the sounds of shuffling and rummaging the one-night stand’s clothes on the floor, and the footsteps while the guy is putting his shoes on. and what has happened this morning so far is no exception.

maybe mark was too kind just to leave because you are you. and it stings more to know that you are just… a friend.

and it hurts more to see that he was ready to go.

so you just had to instruct him what others usually do. and you just wish you woke up a little later on an empty, messy bed—finding him gone for good.

-

mark felt a strong pang struck into his chest. he felt like his heart is being held tight, being twisted, being ripped into pieces.

and it hurts him more that you thought he was going to leave, that you thought he was going to be another one-night stand, and that you have already accepted that everything that you both went through is now ruined.

so when mark walked towards the door, your breath suddenly hitched but was inaudible. he clicked the lock, turned the doorknob, and you heard the door opening and closing.

you finally let out a sob that has been desperately wanting to be released as he was collecting his things.

tears damped your pillow until your cries lulled you to sleep.

-

your room is illuminated by the sunset, thanks to the always bright window. already past afternoon, you managed to escape the dreadful morning.

a little foolish of you, really, to check your phone and hope mark would leave a text. you chuckled at the ridiculous thought, only to find your notification bar empty.

but then you heard faint noises coming from your living room. a little shuffling and steps over there. you stood up and opened your door.

and there he was, actually in the kitchen, checking out what is in your refrigerator. you slowly walked in his direction.

“mark?”

he turned around and said, “hey.”

“what are you doing?”

“trying to cook.”

and he was holding his phone, and there appears to be a cooking tutorial paused on the screen.

“cook what?”

“pesto…? actually, dang, you don’t have enough ingredients so i’m just gonna do a quick run at 7/11 so—”

“mark?”, you asked, now more confused than ever, “you never left.”

for mark, this was never a mistake. he had wanted and waited for this for so long. this—overcoming the boundaries and just feeling you entirely–the making out, the fucking, the embracing, the tangled bodies, the intertwined hands, the how are yous, the sharing of joys and growing pains, everything and more; and most importantly, the i love yous.

he finally did not walk out the door for once, now that he has had you in his arms last night. no fumbling with the bags this time.

enough of the jealousy and the constant checking of his phone, waiting for a text after you went out on a date, thinking he is going to lose you to another guy because mark could never say how much you mean to him. no more subtle touching, like how he likes it when he wraps his arms around your shoulders. sometimes, he would just leave it there after saying he needs to protect you while crossing the street. and more, so much more.

mark needs more—never from but of–mark needs more of you. because good god, for once, he knows what love is—and love is the entirety of you.

so mark just shrugged with a sheepish grin plastered on his face.

“still here, baby.”

and you loved that cute, stupid smile every single time.

what a sight.

A RHINO ?@#?#?#

guys barney is a dinosaur what the fuck

this is so cute

i'm losing my mind

If | Lee Jeno

‣ genre: fluff, some angst, enemies-to-lovers, royal!au

‣ wc: 6.1k — dialogue heavy

‣ summary: how irritating would it be for one to not understand their own feelings?

requested by @acutedefenestration​

“Prince Jeno. You are to wake up and get ready for studies.” You shake his shoulder ever so slightly, knowing that if you shook it too much, you could be scolded.

His eyes slowly peeled open, eyes locked tiredly on you, “Did no one tell you? I’m. Sick.” The tone in his voice bewildered you, taking you aback. How can a person, barely awake, even manage to speak to another person like that? Where did he keep all that energy?

“I apologize, my prince, I was not informed.” Though you were offended by how he greeted you first thing in the morning, you knew you still had to keep composure.

“Well? Leave. I need to get my rest before my illness gets worse,” he ordered. Jeno muttered something under his breath before turning the other way under his sheets.

Tightening your jaw and gritting your teeth, you bowed and turned for the door, leaving the prince to rest. Your annual break was soon. You can handle a few more days.

For the past nine years, you’ve been at the Prince’s side, helping him out through all his activities or basically just when he needed you. The meeting between you both didn’t sit nicely as Prince Jeno didn’t want you as his servant. He already had his eye on your friend Jaehyun who had apparently made a good impression on him. Then there was you who really did not want to be assigned to Jeno as you wanted to serve the Princess, who you deemed much more interesting than the Prince. The king had revealed that it was better that way since you were both of the same age, but that was it. To you that was an invalid reason, or not enough to come off as reason, but since it was the King speaking, you obeyed his order and forced yourself to stick by Prince Jeno’s side.

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not an author, but i cannot imagine the disappointment and anger authors would feel is their personally written works - which is basically made from hours of their hardwork - is merely stolen by a random user in the internet :(

to whoever is seeing this please leave comments on their profile for them to take it down !! i sound so annoying but i feel like its the least readers like us can do to appreciate the author’s hardwork and effort...

hi !! just wanted to lyk:

a wattpad user stole one of your chenle fics,

https://www.wattpad.com/1034097212?utm_source=ios&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_reading&wp_page=reading_part_end&wp_uname=hyuckrexic&wp_originator=OONO9MXbsOUsqykiZ2xe%2FyItMxxlF8pDfqI1pyYB%2BFpsmn1k24QW2yCVEh9YZ6dWqDknFaa8QbZoDyWEHecVfUVW7mRWhnU0%2FIgLiuw2i60Sqfowz73JwZvfe1WZI9Pr

hi, honey bee, thank you so much for telling me !!! 💞i checked their page and they also plagiarized other writers’ fics on here as well /: god, i’m so fvcking tired of this, i’m going to private all my fics atp. i was already mad when i saw they plagiarized my fic but i’m about to go full feral because they stole els’s masterpiece like literally what tf. this person claimed that they wrote all the fics on their profile and will sue if they find out someone is plagiarizing them ??? absolute clown.

THERE ARE OVER 40 IDENTIFIED WRITERS WHO HAVE BEEN PLAGIARIZED.

i believe only the original writer can file a report HERE, but please leave comments on the fics (linked below) and their profile asking for the user to take down their works for plagiarism, and do not send hate.

(edited) i found most of the writers in the nct imagines fic compilation they posted, but please check if yours is one of the fics i couldn’t identify. they also posted oneshots for nct, enhyphen, stray kids, and wanna one. i’m 99% positive their skz imagines fic compilation is entirely plagiarized because their nct one certainly was. likewise, i know for a fact that two of their nct oneshots were plagiarized, so there’s a good chance that the others are as well. please take a look at the works on their profile here and notify any writers you recognize.

- gone with a lullaby by @koishua 

note: i couldn’t find your original fic on tumblr, but i linked your wattpad one below !

original fic: here

plagiarized fic on wattpad: here

- finale of the longing heart by @taeyongtime

original fic: here

plagiarized fic on wattpad: here

- what if we kissed? (lol jk... unless?) by me / luvdsc

original fic: here

plagiarized fic on wattpad: here

EDIT: i went through every chapter of the nct imagines compilation and found nearly all of the writers who were plagiarized and have tagged them and their original fics below. some writers have been plagiarized more than once, so if you were tagged, please check the entire list because i only tagged you once due to tagging limits. this is going in order of the chapters:

- 6:38 am (jisung) @nctsoftarchives

- 10:57 pm (yangyang) by @/nctsoftarchives

- doctor!doyoung by @jungstruly

- siblings!nct dream by @chenle

- summer love!winwin by @/jungstruly

- arranged marriage!jaehyun by @markleesthighs

- don’t leave (jeno) by @nct-imagines (deactivated)

- dating jaemin by @smolmarkhyuck (deactivated)

- cupcakes (renjun) by @sluttyten

- best friend!mark by @/chenle

- 2:16 am (jaemin) by @xoxostarlet (deactivated)

- husband!jungwoo by @himitsu-luna

- 4:58 pm (jaehyun) by @xoxostarlet (deactivated)

- another maybe (doyoung) by @neofixcs

- e2l taeyong by @blossomjisung

- last stop (renjun) by @fullsunfluff

- lies (lucas) by @softychenji

- clothes (renjun) by @/sluttyten

- bad girl’s bad boy (jungwoo) by @kopikokun

- 9:32 am (jaehyun) by @shimjaeyuns

- stealing their hoodie (wayv) by @hvllevator

- dear doyoung (doyoung) by @doyoungwrites (deactivated)

- 3:43 am (doyoung) by @eggyukhei

- 16:45 (haechan) by @myetherealdream

- soulmate!jaemin by @lovelylunarwriting

- do you believe in fate (jaemin) by @hyuckssunchip

- wake up. please wake up (jisung) by @/hvllevator

- another member likes you (127) by @/hvllevator

- it’s freezing come here (lucas) by @/hvllevator

- worry (haechan) by @/hvllevator

- 6:45 am (yangyang) by @dont-look-down-on-me 

- go karts (hendery) by @tynct

- unrequited (johnny) by @yukheistics

- boyfriend!winwin by @chocolvte

- the smartphone hour (jisung) by @haechacco (inactive - can’t tag; no posts on their blog)

- a stubborn valentine (haechan) by @/haechacco

- pretty boy things (jeno) by @/haechacco

- boyfriend!nct127 by @purplepsycho03

- surprise christmas party (dream) by unknown

- swimming in sunlight (chenle) by unknown

- honey kisses (haechan) by @/haechacco

- before the gaming screen (haechan) by @/haechacco

- fragile fragile boy (jeno) by @/haechacco

- what dancing feels like (jisung) by @/haechacco

- a fondly distance (jaemin) by @/haechacco

- boyfriend!wayv by @/purplepsycho03

- not you, just me (kun) by @starlightkun

- the love in your eyes (jisung) by @/haechacco

- my little secret (jaemin) by @hyuckles-chuckles

- apartment au (taeyong) by unknown

- badboy!taeyong by @4johnyong

- college!taeyong by @warmau

- 19:30 (lucas) by unknown

- 5:43 am (winwin) by @/dont-look-down-on-me

- taking care (taeyong) by @/purplepsycho03

- bestfriend!renjun by unknown

- A - Z (jaemin) by @neo-princess

- yours truly (jaemin) by @jenosslut

- roles in their rooftop fight (dream) by unknown

- 2:21 am (sungchan) by @the32ndbeat / @stealerz

- boyfriend!yuta by @/chocolvte

- boyfriend!dream by @/purplepsycho03

- boyfriend!wayv by @soleilsuhh

- boyfriend!127 by @/soleilsuhh

- morning (127) by @/soleilsuhh

- crayons (xiaojun) by unknown

- the side effects of loving (yuta) by unknown

- 3:12 am (jeno) by @mistymark

- face mask (jisung) by unknown

- starstruck (taeyong) by @nctream

- period (127) by unknown

- bad boy (jaemin) (labeled as “special chapter” in wattpad) by unknown

- lil sis (jeno) (labeled as “special chapter” in wattpad) by @/starlightkun

- jokes on you (jisung) (labeled as “special chapter” in wattpad) by @hyuckflirts

- just like in highschool (yuta) (labeled as “special chapter” in wattpad) by @softsichenghours​

- home (lucas) (labeled as “very special chapter” in wattpad) by @/starlightkun

they clearly understand that copyright infringement is a serious crime since they claim that they’ll sue anyone who copies/translates “their” work. also the author’s note - absolutely laughable, i’m sure your eyes hurt so much from copy and pasting my fic even after i disabled the highlight and right click functions on my blog.

what “inspiration” from other authors ?? they straight up stole and took credit for our fics 😭😭 they can’t even pretend to not know that this is a crime because they plastered copyright notices and threats to sue everywhere 🥴

but thank you so kindly for even noting down the dates you plagiarized our fics <3

this reminds me of chenle

please feed us some doyoung fluff, we starving 😭

words: 975

fluff, dy

"Do you and uncle Doyoung also kiss?"

Sat down on said man's childhood house floor, you felt your eyes widen and cheeks heat up at the little boy's words. Doyoung, in the same position as you at your right, let out a surprised and nagging huff.

"Hey, that's not something you can just ask," he ruffled the child's hair.

Doyoung's nephew shrugged his small shoulders with a pout and continued assembling the colourful Legos you gifted him for his birthday.

"Mom and dad kiss often because they love each other."

You chuckled and eyed Doyoung's sunlit face with the corner of your eyes. He was amused but dumbfounded at the same time as his lips were open trying to say something back but not knowing which words to choose from.

His nephew interrupted him.

"Do you love uncle Doyoung?" the boy raised his big eyes to look at you again, taking you both by surprise a second time. You tightened your lips together, Doyoung's gaze burning your face, and looked at your hands in the lap as they started to smooth imaginary wrinkles on your summer dress.

"I do love him. But we haven't kissed yet," you replied honestly with a tiny voice and the boy looked satisfied but when he looked at Doyoung he furrowed his eyebrows.

"Uncle Doyoung. I think you should kiss Y/N," he shared with a cute but serious voice. You laughed, covering your mouth with one hand and Doyoung blinked while scratching the back of his head.

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You ignored the quick glances Doyoung kept throwing at you afterwards as you played with his brother's baby boy.

"Please come, he'll love you," Doyoung said a few days prior to that, inviting you to the little party.

You shifted your weight side to side, one hand tugging at your backpack.

"I'm not sure. That sounds like a very intimate reunion. I'm just…," but Doyoung talked on top of you.

"A dear friend. I would have died in this college room if it wasn't for you forcing me to eat three meals a day," he smiled warmly. "Besides, you've already met my brother and his family once. They also insisted on you to come."

The summer break was the second most sad period of the year after Christmas. Unable to go home for the holidays, you would roll on your bed for days until it was time to start the uni classes again. Doyoung was delicate enough to not bring up your loneliness or family problems. But he was also kind enough to ask you to spend time with his family instead, masking his consideration for "we can have free drinks" so that you can laugh and say that "Doyoung, it's a toddler's birthday".

Now, listening to his family hyper chatter all around the barbecue, the smell of the food caressed your nostrils, coming through the big open windows of the living room, you were glad that you accepted to come.

"Y/N! It's read-," Doyoung budged inside the house but you were quick to shush him.

He stopped in place for a moment and took in the view of his nephew asleep in your arms. You smiled at him and you both looked at the boy's peaceful expression for a little while.

"Here, I'll put him to sleep," Doyoung then whispered and knelt in front of you extending his hands, wrapping the child's body with his arms and pulling him softly to his chest.

You looked at the man's smiling face as he turned around then at his back and had to inhale and exhale slowly, calming the butterflies in your stomach, just like you've been doing for the past few months. When you couldn't see him anymore you looked at your hands and smiled seeing the hard work you and Doyoung's nephew put into drawing with multi-coloured markers.

"I'm sorry you had to take care of him all afternoon."

You jolted a little at the sound of his voice and jerked your face towards the bathroom entrance where Doyoung stood, one shoulder resting on the door, arms crossed on his chest and a peaceful expression. You smiled back and turned the water off before grabbing a towel and drying your wet hands.

"It's fine. I enjoyed myself," you assured him.

"He likes you a lot," and something in Doyoung's tone made you stop your motions and look at his face again. His eyes were dark and his cheeks slightly pink from being outside. You couldn't stare too much though and you soon found yourself shifting glances all around the room.

"I like him a lot too. He's a very sweet boy."

Then the silence engulfed you both.

"Come here," Doyoung ordered softly.

You felt your mouth dry but walked the few steps separating you from him, unsure of what he wanted. The man slid one hand around your waist and put the other on your jaw, slowly cupping your cheek making your breath hitch. He stared at you from underneath his fringe as if asking permission and you closed your eyes with trembling lids, fingers grabbing the shirt on his shoulders as he placed his lips on yours.

He smelled like clean cotton under sun rays and you smiled into the kiss, realizing that you've unconsciously attributed that scent to home and safety.

"Was that the truth?", Doyoung's breath tickled your lips when he pulled away.

It was obvious what he referred to. You rubbed your cheek onto his palm and he held you even closer.

"Of course. Do you lie to children?"

"Of course, I lie to children," he chuckled when you lightly hit his chest.

"Now I can be honest with him as well," Doyoung added with a more serious tone and you tilted your head to the side as if questioning him what that meant.

"Now I can tell him that I do kiss you too because I love you."

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Characters: Lee Jeno x Reader (3rd person perspective), Na Jaemin

Genre: artist + high school! AU | fluff, secret admirers, blind date

Word count: 2.4 k

Summary: maybe they’re both a little blind after all.

Notes: I finally started writing again, and this is the one piece I actually had the inspiration to finish for now haha… inspired by this au & this post

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6:17 a.m.

She sees him by the river again.

Paint splattered clothing, dark hair ruffled by the morning breeze.

Pencils neatly laid out in the grass, sketchbook clutched tight.

Not many would get up at the crack of dawn just to draw outside.

In fact, she didn’t know anyone who enjoyed waking up before the sun had climbed at least halfway up the sky. Besides herself, probably.

Runs were never exciting; it was almost a chore, yet today marked the third day since the boy appeared on her trail and she was starting to get curious.

She was curious, but she wasn’t confident.

So once more she passes on, admiring gazes and wandering hearts left behind with the boy whose name she’s too shy to ask.

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i’m just going to continue exposing you this way. @sista7-7​

1. this is MY account and i do whatever i want with it.

2. i have been on tumblr since 2016, i am not new and have never once think i was ‘famous’ lmfao and please, you were the one reblogging all of my stories, and now you want to say stuff like this? 🥱

3.. i honestly don’t give a single fuck about your ‘hate comment’ because, it’s funny how you literally don’t even write fics and comments on other people works, telling them what to do with THEIR story 

4. this is embarrassing FOR YOU. now go somewhere else, i’m bored lmfao