Small World

I might post this here so I can have the energy needed to finish (or even continue) this fic.

This is just a little fic that has been sitting in my drafts since 2022. Heavily inspired by the movie Blended and the Heart over Height NCT Show Content. I don't know if I'll ever write again, but the concept is very close to my heart, that I don't want to waste the story. If anyone reads this, please let me know what you think. Should I continue this or not?

that prettiest mum part where Yuta agreed to it GOT ME SMILING GIGGLING FEET KICKING EEEEEEHHHHHHH also starting off with the pads vs boy's magazine part was hilarious😭 I can't wait to hear all the deep stuff like why do the twins have different surnames curiosity is killing me! I hope you do continue this Nina💚

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interrogating jaehyun about unconditional !!

a/n: if ur from cali, pretend you’re not!!! posting this in honor (memoriam) of our king’s enlistment ☹️ if you hear someone violently wailing in the streets, thats me T-T

a/n: jaehyun- it's not literal

yn- ok got it!! (proceeds to ask very literal questions about the song)

fake text m.list ☁︎⋅

where to find a jaehyun leaving prada bags on the table for me😭

this has got to be the worst day ever. nothing has gone in jaemin's favor today.

he kept missing steps during practice, prolonging practice for the rest of the boys. despite them telling him "it's okay" and them reassuring him that it happens, jaemin still felt bad for keeping his members from their plans after practice. he could also tell that the members were starting to get frustrated too, everyone falling quiet and focusing on the choreo. mark and jeno softly give jaemin advice, and all jaemin can do is nod in gratitude.

also, this morning he woke to the pleasure of one of the Lu triplets' chewing at his favorite rug in the living room. he scolded them before inspecting the damage and seeing that it couldn't be saved. he couldn't hide this corner, since the two corners hidden under the couch are also chewed up. normally, this wouldn't bother jaemin as he loves his babies and he knows they're just cats at the end of the day, but he felt especially bothered and upset by this today. it should've been a sign for how the day would go.

to top it all off, jaemin spilled his coffee down his pants as the lid of his coffee wasn't secured. luckily, he had a spare pair of pants in his bag, but it didn't make him feel any better.

"let's call it for today," mark tells the choreographer and the group.

'thank you's and 'good job today's are said across the room as jaemin sighs looking at his phone. of course, it doesn't recognize his face, adding to jaemin's irritation for the day.

upon opening his phone, he receives a message from you:

jaemin hasn't been able to speak to you all day from how busy he was, he realized you don't know how shitty his day has been. he gets in his car, and starts driving autopilot to your place.

when you hear the beeping of someone entering the code to your door, you tense up in a quick panic and look towards your door.

"it's me," you hear the familiar voice of your boyfriend jaemin as the door opens.

"jaeminnie!" you exclaim getting up from the couch to greet him. you help him take off his jacket before giving him a kiss and pulling him into a hug. "how was your day?"

"not great..." jaemin mumbles into your neck. you try to let go of the embrace to read his face, but jaemin hugs you tighter. he needs this.

after he lets go, you grab his hand and lead him to the couch. you pull him to lay his head on your chest and rub his back and neck to comfort him. with the way jaemin's hugging you back, you know he needed this more than anything else right now.

"what happened?" you whisper into his hair.

jaemin only responds with a hum. you know he'll tell you when he's ready, but right now he just needs to be here with you in your arms. because every time he is, all his worries fade to grey and he can forget about everything outside of this. you are his comfort person, his escape, his home.

ji hansol 💎 come