Various NCT 127 Requests

There are few negatives to dating an Idol, but luckily Taeyong is here to help

Request: Can I request Taeyong cheering his s/o up? I've been kind of down lately... 🥺

Answer: Yes of course! I hope you feel better, anon! I understand, I hope you like this! I'm gonna Idol!AU this too (as in Idol!Taeyong x Non-Idol!Reader)

Idol Taeyong AU / Non-Idol Reader AU

Genre: Angst, Fluff

TW: (Y/N) Antis on Twitter (You can Guess What's Gonna Go Down)

Word Count: 1.2K

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"(Y/N)?" Taeyong knocked on your bedroom door. No response

According to your roommates, you haven't been out of your room for a good three days, or at least when you did come out of your room everyone else had been fast asleep for a while. It was out of pure worry that they called your boyfriend to come check on you. Taeyong himself felt horrible, although you two had been texting often, he never really caught on to how you were feeling. You were a lot better at hiding things than he thought, apparently. He knew he was busy, he just didn't think he was this busy.

See, you've been having this problem. It wasn't a major one, so to say, but it was really draining. You knew this was bound to come with dating an idol, the antis, and you thought you were prepared to handle them. You did a good job at first, actually, you didn't let what they said on Twitter or Instagram get to you, you ignored the YouTube comments and videos, and you paid no mind to the sparse rude remarks you'd get in public. It wasn't until they finally stepped over the boundaries of your privacy where you became more afraid of what they were capable of. Then it really hit you, all of the things they've been saying, you began to think that they were telling the truth.

"I'm coming in, alright?" He looked back at your roommates, who gave him silent encouragement. He opened the door and walked into your room, closing it behind him quietly to not alarm you. Speaking of you, you were currently curled under your comforter, the curtains in your room were drawn, there was no sign that anyone had even been in the room save for your messy bed. He walked over and sat next to you, looking around the untouched room. "Hey."

"Hi..." your voice was small, and it broke his heart.

"Do you want to come out?"

"No..." You sniffled under the sheets and withdrew further in. "Aren't you busy? You should be at work right now..."

"How can I work when I know my most favorite person isn't feeling good?" He rubbed the top of your head, the only part of you that was exposed in the open, gently.

"That's the problem though, Yong," you mumbled. "I always keep you away from your job, you've worked so hard to get to where you are, and I'm just holding you back."

"Don't say that, I don't feel that way about you at all," he sighs. Your phone starts ringing on your nightstand.

"Don't answer it." Your voice was firm. Taeyong leaned over to read the contact number, and he froze. He recognized the number, it was the same one that would constantly call him while he was on V Live. How in the world did they get your number?

"Have you been getting these calls often?"

"Every single damn day... and usually they're different numbers... but they all say the same thing to me," you started shaking, but you took steady breaths in to stop yourself from crying. Taeyong grabbed your phone and answered it, listening to the person on the other end.

"Oh so now you answer, dumb bitch. How many times do we have to tell you to leave our Taeyong alone! You think you're so high and mighty, walking in and out of the NCT dorms, we know what you've been up to, skank. Wait until we tell him the truth about you! He loves us more than he'll ever care about you," the voice dripped with venom. How could one person hate another so much without even meeting you? Worst of all, Taeyong was horrified that there were some fans like this, he was willing to deal with the sasaengs who camped outside of the NCT dorm, he even spoke to the company about removing them, but he didn't think there would be some who would go as far as to harass the person he loved. Taeyong hung up and placed the phone down.

"You know, I love you so much, I don't think I'd be able to stay sane in the industry without you, (Y/N)," he rests his hand next to your head on the pillow. "There's just things that I can't tell other people that I rely on you for, and that's obviously not just what makes you special. You're always on my side, you make up for my faults, no matter what the media says about me, you're always speaking up for me. You're someone I value above myself, (Y/N). You're anything but an obstacle, you're my partner."

"I love you too..." your voice was muffled from the blanket. "Even if it's hard, I love you too..."

"Why don't we go out?" He pats your shoulder. "We'll take a walk somewhere secluded, yeah? Just you and me."

"I'd rather just stay here for now..."

"You've been in here for three days now, maybe a change of scenery would be nice," Taeyong offers. "Let's head over to the dorms, okay? The other guys miss you, you know."

"They do?"

"Yeah, Jisung won't shut up about missing his favorite (noona/hyung), so let's go visit them, what do you say?" He had a hopeful smile on his face. You pulled the covers down slowly, shielding your red eyes.

"Okay, let me get cleaned up first though." Taeyong moved your hand away from you r face and smiled.

"Wow, how in the world are you so pretty even though you haven't left your room in days?"

"Don't push it, Yong," you poked his cheek.

"I'm buying you a new phone while you get ready."

"What? No, I can buy my own phone."

"I know a trusted source that won't sell your phone number," Taeyong was already texting someone. "Just trust me, alright?"

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Now that you were all ready and you were certain that you didn't look like you just crawled out of a three day hibernation, you and Taeyong sat in the company car, waiting to pull into the dorm's parking space. You looked out the window and gasped.

"What? What's wrong?"

"What on earth is Doyoung doing?!" Taeyong looked out your window to see what you were talking about and, sure enough, Doyoung was doing something he never expected him to do.

"STAY STILL SO I CAN TAKE CLEAR PICTURES!" Doyoung was literally holding his phone up to the surrounding sasaengs, getting pictures of each of them, while also having a group of security guards around him. You couldn't tell if the security guards were protecting him or keeping him from going berserk on the fans, but either way they were doing a great job. "If you don't want to get sued then get out!"

"What a trooper," you laughed. "Sucks that SM hasn't actually paid someone to do this, though."

"Yeah, I just got off a meeting with them, so hopefully something changes," Taeyong shrugs. "Well, let's get you inside then, shall we?"

"Yup!" You stepped out of the van once you were securely behind the dorms and followed him in the building with an excited smile on your face.