NCT Oneshots

Winter Wonderland | Taeyang

Pair: Taeyang (Taeyong x Yangyang) - romantic

Genre: member/real life/fluff

Warnings: none

Small Summary: A relentless schedule forces Yangyang out from under his warm covers and into an icy blue; Taeyong finds himself in a situation much the same. 

Requested by: qixn_kxn

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It felt a bit like a boat rocking on the open ocean, gentle and comforting motions as Yangyang slowly opened his eyes -- a reluctant action of awakening but an action of awakening nonetheless. The layers upon layers of covers piled over his body, his head poking out of the comfortable fabrics. He rubbed his exposed ankles together, wincing at the coldness of his skin despite the comforters. 

He knew the dorms were going to be cold, and the thought was enough to keep him firmly tucked into his bed. I don't want to get up was the generic complaint that rang through Yangyang's head, his hair hanging over the tops of his eyes and blocking a bit of his view. 

It was as the young WayV member continued to regain consciousness that the steady cadence of dishes clattering and jovial conversation slid under the slight cracks of his closed door. He fumbled for his phone, groaning at the time. The others were already up, save for Ten and Lucas who had a different schedule pertaining to SuperM promotions. 

The young member knew that the knock on his door would come eventually, and he slowly sat up, shivering at the cold. Before he could swing the rest of the covers off of his body, that soft knock came at his door and Kun cracked open the door, the hallway light flooding to push back the darkness that had previously inhabited the member's dorm room. 

"It's 6:00, you gotta get up," Kun said as if Yangyang didn't already know that, the younger of the two ruffling his hair in a disgruntled manner, "Remember you're meeting Taeyong today to work on the duo choreography for the showcase." 

Now this reminder was one that had Yangyang jumping out of his bed, his thoughts barely lingering on the freezing wooden floors that came into contact with his bare feet. "Oh my god I totally forgot that was today," Yangyang rushed out in english, Kun raising his eyebrows with a knowing sort of look.

"Not surprised," the older member chided in a teasing manner and flicked his room light on, closing the door as he went back to completing his own morning routine. Yangyang felt his heart hammer nervously against his chest as he rummaged around his dresser. 

The two had already met, for misfit rehearsals and recordings and the such but they had rarely talked to each other, and the members tended to talk to those that they were more comfortable with which usually separated the rap group into the units that they had come from. It wasn't like Yangyang didn't want to get to know Taeyong, it was quite the opposite actually, but he couldn't help the shy introvert that peaked out when he had to meet new people. 

He inspected himself nervously in the mirror. This was the first time that he was going to get to know - get to talk - with Taeyong one on one. He would be lying if he said he wasn't nervous. Taeyong was an intimidating guy, or at least that's what Yangyang thought despite all the reassurances that he was nice and a really bubbly person once you got to know him.

For now, Taeyong was the leader of NCT. He was a dancing machine; a serious producer; yet, someone who was always there for the members whenever they needed support of any kind. It was a lot and Yangyang knew he worked hard. How could the younger ever measure up to that? 

Yangyang grabbed his bag, adjusting his dance clothes and gave a pat to Leon as he walked down the hallway. The others who were awake gave him a wave from the living room and the kitchen as they ate their breakfast, Kun tossing him a bag of breakfast that he could eat on the way.