The Third Date

Mark Lee x Reader

Summary -

It’s your third date and Mark asked you to go randonauting. What could possibly go wrong?

Warnings/Genre - 

Slightly suggestive, kissing, hugs, fluff, Mark being boyfriend material, 

Word Count - ~ 1.7K

   Before your third date, at that somewhat awkward in-between stage of the relationship where you’re pretty sure your partner won’t murder you but you still can’t be quite certain, Mark asked you to go randonauting with him. It was at the point where you liked him enough to find out more but you knew there was bound to be something you wish you hadn’t uncovered. The clock was ticking closer to the time you’d have to decide if his flaws were compatible with your own or not, but you were not quite there yet; you could wait a few more dates.

   At the time you hadn’t known what randonauting was and after googling it, you had started to wonder if he intended to murder you afterall. Randonauting seemed to have started as an app to find new places within the area. There were several videos online about how these trips to random coordinates could go wrong, ranging from trespassing to finding dead bodies to almost becoming one of those bodies yourself.

   And yes, you understood the majority of this type of content was for the click, for the view, yet a small voice still rattled around in the back of your head about what Mark had planned. Why did he think this was a good idea? It was your third date - most guys tried to get you back to their apartments but here was Mark inviting you out on a wacky adventure. If there was one thing you could say about Mark, life was never dull while he was around.

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Pairing - Jaehyun x genderneutral reader

Genre - fluff~

Warnings - none

Word count - 303

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Packing up your belongings after hearing the bell is the best thing. You finally get to relax for a little before having to focus on studies again. As you leave the classroom and take a step into the hallway, you're met with the figure of your boyfriend. 

He's standing across the room, leaning against the wall with two cups of coffee in both of his hands and a smile on his lips. 

"Hey" He speaks up after seeing you, pushing away from the wall and stepping forward. "How was the lecture?" 

A smile makes its way up your face as Jaehyun extends one of the coffee cups towards you. "My lecture was quite alright, I think I took part well" You tell him and take the paper cup out of his hand, "and thank you for the coffee" 

He flashes another dimpled smile and nods in the general direction of your next shared lecture. "My first lecture was canceled, so I got us coffee instead" he tells you while you both walk down the hallways, relaxed and at ease. "I knew you were probably too tired to think of getting coffee along the way" 

You playfully roll your eyes at that and instead opt to nip at your beverage. "Damn, this coffee is really good, where did you get it?" You ask Jaehyun with surprised, big eyes. "I don't remember having such a good coffee for a while now" 

He gives a deep chuckle and a smug grin. "Guess you'll have to find out then, because I'm not telling" 

"Aw, c'mon! Don't be like that!" 

Jaehyun avoids your disappointed stare and chuckles quietly to himself. "Fine, maybe I'll show you later" 

In an instant, you light up and lock arms with him, mindful of his own coffee cup. "Thank you, you're the best~" 

Johnny as your boyfriend

(Fluff)

[8:03am]

it's a chilly November morning as you wake up in your bed, feeling around for your boyfriend, only to find his side empty. you pout, still sleepy, and slowly sit up and rub your eyes.

the clock reads 8:03am as your eyes wander off to your nightstand beside you.

"Baby, are you up?" you call out to your boyfriend and ruffle your hair before getting out of bed. "yeah, I'm preparing breakfast right now!" he calls back and chuckles.

you sigh in relief and grab the nearest thing to put on, which is to no surprise, Jaemin's shirt.

walking into the kitchen with his, way too big on you, shirt you see him at the stove. he's wearing joggers and another loose shirt, his hair a soft mess on his head.

you walk up behind him and hug him around the waist. "good morning to you too, Love" he says with his scratchy morning voice, a laugh rumbling in his chest. "sleep well?"

you hum against his back, eyes closed and smile on your face.

Jaemin stops what he's doing to turn around and look at you with a smile. "is that my shirt?"

"mhm yeah" you reply with lazy smile. "it's comfy"

he chuckles and presses a quick kiss to your lips. "breakfast is ready, Love"

3:42 AM

pairing: doyoung x gn! reader genre: fluff rating: g word count: 201

warnings: feet?

"Doyoung, is that you?" You call out as you hear a fumbling of someone taking off their shoes and coming down the hall in slippers. 

"Yes, Y/N, I'm sorry I woke you up. Go back to sleep, I'll join you soon," Doyoung says, shushing you as he brushes your hair to kiss your temple. 

"No, my feet are cold. Will you get me socks?" You ask tiredly. 

Doyoung smiles, not that you can see it in the dark. He finds some warm fuzzy socks and brings them over to you. When you reach out from under the blankets, you barely see him shake his head no. 

Doyoung sits at the end of the bed and gently puts your socks on, rubbing your cold feet to help warm them up.

"Now go to sleep," he whispers, kissing your forehead again before going to take his shower. 

You were half asleep by the time you feel the bed dip under his weight.

"Sorry, I woke you up again, didn't I?" He chuckles softly. 

"No, I hadn't fallen asleep again yet," you assure him, snuggling into him. 

"Goodnight, y/n. I love you," he tells you, kissing your forehead and holding you close. 

tw // mentions of scars from self harm

[9:56pm]

your week was really stressful, so your boyfriend decided to make it comfy for you two. you're both sitting in the bathtub which is filled with foam, your back to his chest.

he kept one arm securely around your midsection and the other one was laying on the edge of the tub.

"thank you..."

"what for?"

you tilt your head to look into Jeno's face, his soft eyes making you feel safe and at home. "everything"

his already soft eyes seem to soften even more as that single word slips past your lips. "don't thank me, love" Jeno says, "i will always be here for you. I'll always be an escape from your thoughts"

you lay your head back into the crook of his shoulder and press a kiss to his jawline, your left arm emerging from the water of the tub and taking hold of his, also left, hand on the edge of the tub.

Jeno tilts your arm up to examine the light, fading scars carved into your skin with sad eyes. "I wish I could have prevented you from doing this" he says and presses a chaste kiss to your wrist.

"it's okay now, Jen, I won't do it again, I promise" you say and intertwine his fingers with yours.

Jeno nuzzles his face on top of your head, a soft sigh escaping his lips. "if I could, I would kiss away all of your scars"

[5:47pm] “Hi,” Jaemin said brightly, walking over to where you stood at the kitchen counter before giving you a warm hug from behind.

“Hey,” you replied, leaning over to reach for the cinnamon but finding yourself unable to do so, as he had yet to let go of you. You patted his arm lightly to return the affection, and when he still didn’t budge you waddled over together to grab it before returning to your spot and measuring it out carefully.

“I thought you guys were working on putting together the gift bags,” you continued, finding it surprisingly easy to get used to maneuvering around the kitchen even with Jaemin still hanging on.

“We’re almost done so Jeno is just finishing up the last one,” he explained, resting his head against yours. You nodded and continued working as he leaned forward to peer into your mixing bowl.

“Was that a teaspoon or a tablespoon of brown sugar you just put in?” he asked suddenly.

“It was-“

You stopped. Turning your head to look at him, which was a slightly awkward feat given that his arms were still wrapped around your torso, he raised his eyebrows expectantly and offered a sweet smile.

“Did you come in here to try to spy on my secret cookie recipe again?” Jaemin gasped, as if scandalized that you would even dare to consider such an idea.

“Can’t I just spend some quality time in the kitchen with my favorite person in the whole wide world?” he asked with a pout. You looked at him. Immediately he dropped his arms from your waist and strode out of the kitchen with a slight huff, after which you heard his voice not a moment later.

“See, Haechan, I told you it wouldn’t work!”