NCT DOYOUNG FANFIC // Love was the Language I Didn't Know

13: English

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OMG THANKS GUYS I THOUGHT THIS WASTE FIC WOULD GET 20 VIEWS AND JUST !! ILL WORK HARDDDDDDDD

Also YALL UM I WOULD REALLY LOVE IT TO MAKE FRIENDS ! SO LIKE IF YALL HAVE TUMBLR FOLLOW MEEE! I ALSO HAVE GOOGLE HANGOUTS TOO

Ok THENKEUU enjoy the chapter today! Early update(its 2am rn lmeow) because well idk

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"Doyoung!! You brought me coffee? Thank you, but it's not even that late.."

"Ah well..I thought to buy it just in case it gets late. We have a lot of things to do today!"

"I guess so.. Well anyways, come in! I was just programming before you came."

"Really? Can you show me?"

"Yeah! Come see! I made this cool code that acts like an ask-an-8-ball! Just press the button, and it will give you a yes or no answer. Want to try?"

"No...my luck is never that good anyways. But Minlee, that must have taken such a long time!! You're so talented..."

"Ahah, not really! I'm only good because it's been a hobby of mine for a long time. You'll also be great at English after practicing with me for a while. WinWin says that I'm a great teacher!"

"..Again with your WinWin? Do you have to mention him here?"

"..okay I'll stop..now, show me what practice you've been doing."

"Oh uh okay." Doyoung takes a large workbook from his bag, showing me 12 completed pages. "First, can you check these over? I don't know whether what I've done so far is right or wrong.."

"Oh sure! Hmmm, I guess you're free to do anything then while I check. Give me..10 minutes?"

"Okay." I correct Doyoung's papers, which for the most part, are correct. His vocabulary, verb tenses and sentence structure is usually right, but his grammar still needs work. I continue to revise as Doyoung snoops around my room, startling me for a second; After a while, I realize that my dorm is so uninteresting that I really have nothing to hide.

"Wait,...what is this?" Doyoung takes out the sweater that was left on me when I slept over at NCTs dorm.

"Oh...I forgot about this. Someone put this on me when I ..you know..slept .. but I didn't know who, so I just kept it with me. It's not like I didn't want to return it...I did clean it too..it's just I personally wanted to thank that person for their kindness."

"Me."

"What?"

"Thank me." Doyoung gives the sweater to me.

"Oh..it was you? Well....thank you, Doyoung. Really. This act really made me feel of NCT as a real family, like I finally fit in. But what do you want me to do with this sweater now?"

"I want you to keep it. You seem to have more significance with it than I did. And plus, I want you to always remember me with this sweater."

"Oh..thanks. I will, I guess. Okay, well for your completed work, you made some mistakes. Before I start teaching you, let me explain your mistakes and the correct forms. Here...come sit down here." I lift a chair and put it next to mine, resting the workbook on the desk for the both of us to see. Doyoung puts his head on the desk.

"Are you tired already?? Is this why you bought coffee?"

"No..it's just..more comfortable this way. You can explain, I can see fine from where I am."

"Well, okay then." I explain his mistakes, circling and highlighting errors. His responses are just "hms" to signal that he's paying attention. "Doyoung, are you actually paying at- wait..why aren't you looking at the pages? What are you staring at?" Why are you staring at me?? Stop that!

"You. I'm staring at you. Because you're beautiful."

".....wh-what?"

"You're beautiful Minlee, do you know that? Your eyes are beautiful, even when you wear glasses. Your hair is always so beautiful even when you wear a bun. Even though your clothes are never revealing, they still make me curious. I want to know more about you, and it drives me crazy everyday."

"Beautiful? Doyoung, please don't say that. Don't say that..unless you really mean it..unless you think -"

"Unless what? Unless I think I'm serious? I am serious. I am really, really serious. Everything about you is beautiful, Minlee. Haven't you realized? Are you just that oblivious? I ... like you. I want to do everything with you. I thought I would be okay, just living as friends. But then you kept coming for WinWin. And I felt..jealous and mad. I don't know why, but I didn't like it when you guys acted so close. I wanted to be WinWin at that moment, I also wanted to receive your affection. When you are with someone else, you drive me crazy. When you are with me too, you drive me crazy. And recently, I realized that this feeling is not a normal feeling...It is the feeling when a man likes a woman."

"Doyoung, what are you doing? What can I say now...I also...really like it when you are around me. You have helped me alot and I feel like I am most comfortable with you. But..what? Do you...actually...like m-"

"Yes. Minlee, I like you." Doyoung stands up and takes out his hand towards mine. "Take my hand." I take his hand, and he pulls me up towards his body. My heart pounds almost as if someone plugged a stereo into it. I'm sure Doyoung can hear this ticking time bomb of a heart ready to die. Doyoung then lets go of my hand, and embraces me with both his hands. Unexpectedly, I also wrap my arms around his back.

"Doyoung, I like you too. But I don't know what to do."

"It's okay. I will show you what to do." Doyoung takes his arms from around my back and wraps them on my face. He bends closer to me, with our heads being millimeters apart. Oh my god. I know where this is going. Is this happening? Will he really ...kiss me? Doyoung's eyes find mine. He smiles and brushes a few strands off my face. He takes one of his hands to take off my glasses, lightly dropping it on the bed behind us. He put his hand back on my face, and leans in closer - until his lips touch mine. Doyoung locks his lips with mine, kissing me with urgency. I, on my part, do absolutely nothing and instead, let him do whatever he wants. In my position where I am too shy to participate but too shy to drop out, stand helplessly in love as Doyoung kisses me. He takes his lips of of mine, and lightly pecks me on the cheek.

"Sorry. I really wanted to study English today... I didn't think it would happen today..but I guess it did.

Starting from today, you're mine.

Minlee, today I will confess to you: I like you, alot."

**8SAFISUFH DONT YOU JUST WISH YOU WERE MINLEE I MADE UP THIS GIRL YET I HATE HER SO MUCH I cant

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