oneshots • nctdream x aespa

rare occasion 🐬🦋

Ningning let a groan leave her lips as she slowly blink her eyes open, almost immediately squeezing them shut again when she stretch out her legs, a satisfied sigh tumbling from her lips.

Turning around in her bed, Ningning frowned at the empty space where her boyfriend usually slept, his half of the bed neatly put together. It wasn't unusual for her to wake up alone, in fact, one of the first things Chenle made her aware of was how little time she'd be able to spend with him if she dated him.

"Chenle?" Her call was met with silence as it spread through the house, a sigh leaving her lips at the conclusion that the CEO had been told he was needed, most likely by Zhong Corp who he can almost never say no to, despite it being his day off.

Deciding not to get upset over spilt milk, she stretch out her arms again before swinging her legs off the end of the bed and get up - not bothering to straighten out her bed sheets like Chenle had before leaving for work.

Still half asleep and groggy, she slowly make her way out of the bedroom and downstairs, wanting to start the day with a hot drink and lazily rubbing the sleep out of her eyes.

The familiar sound of the kettle boiling caused her brows to furrow until she reached the kitchen, heart speeding up as she listened to the shuffling of a person and the occasional clink of a mug. Closing her eyes and crossing her fingers in a small, pathetic prayer that she were just sleep deprived and imagining an intruder in her house, her attention was pulled back to the movement in the kitchen as Ningning heard a small yelp of surprise in front of her.

Chenle was standing with two mugs in hand, looking down at her with a small frown as coffee splashed around in the mugs, a small amount of liquid having spilled out, "shit!"

"Chenle?" She sighed in relief, "I thought you were at work?"

"You already know I have the day off," he huffed, holding out her mug and mumbling a small 'careful, it's hot' as she took it into her own hands.

As they both shuffled into the kitchen, Ningning put her mug down on the counter before jumping up to sit next across from where Chenle leaned against the opposite counter. It was then she noticed his attire - or lack thereof. Her boyfriend stood in front of her in only a pair of checked pyjama trousers; it wasn't as though she'd never seen him without a shirt on but she found herself often appreciating that she was one of the only people that got to see Chenle as anything other than the cold, calculating Zhong Corp CEO.

"Pervert," he scoffed, pulling her gaze up to his own, a small smirk playing on his lips as Ningning felt heat begin to rush into her cheeks.

"I'm just appreciating what's in front of me," she replied with mock snarky comments, childishly sticking her tongue out at Chenle, who rolled his eyes in response.

The pair fell silent, simply basking in each other's company as she began to sip on her coffee, enjoying the small caffeine buzz it provided.

Mornings with Chenle were often spent with either one or both of them busily getting ready for work in silence, often too tired to muster up the energy to exchange conversation, so being able to spend time together doing nothing was something she could almost never squeeze into her schedules between Chenle's ungodly work hours, fancy events and whatever else managed to weasel it's way into her lives.

"We should do this more often," she mumbled, setting her feet on the floor and padding over to the brunette so she could wrap her arms around his waist, using her hands to draw random shapes on his back, "I like when you're all chilled out like this."

She could feel Chenle's chest vibrate as he hummed in reply, setting his hands on her waist and gently pinching her skin, a small laugh tumbling out of his lips when she jump at the touch, feeling how cold his fingers were even on top of her night shirt. Copying her actions, he began drawing circles against her skin as he rested his chin on top of her head.

"Chilled out?" Ningning can hear the judgement in his voice as he echoes her choice in wording, although he didn't say anything else when she pulled away from him, moving her hands from their place on his back up to his neck, fingers curling into the short hairs at his nape before she urged him to lean down towards her, softly pressing her lips against his.

Chenle smiles when their lips touch, slowly kissing her back. His hands tighten around her, pulling her even closer.

They pull apart for air, but barely, as their noses are still touching. They're both beaming, glowing, with a spark in their eyes now shining brighter than ever as they enjoy the morning, being with each other.