one-shots // nct

𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒: 𝚈𝚄𝚂𝙾𝙻 - 𝚆𝙰𝙻𝙺 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙷𝙾𝙼𝙴

ɴᴏᴡ ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ...
❥ ҉  Walk You Home — NCT Dream
0:45 —⊙——————— 4:32
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ship :: yusol

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┊ ⊹ °┊ ☪︎ ⋆ ┊
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When news broke out that Hansol left SR16B to join The Unit, all eyes turned to Yuta. He could only stare in shock, mouth agape. Taeyong had reached out to his friend, trying to comfort him, however, Yuta was not in the mood. He had slapped the older's hand away, storming off.

He never liked to show emotions in front of anyone, except for Hansol. But he wasn't there. No, he left him. Yuta had been wondering why Hansol ignored his texts; why Hansol had left the group chat; why Hansol wasn't there—now it all made sense.

He curled up in the corner of his dorm, knees pulled to his chest, head buried in his knees—and he sobbed. He cried his heart out, shoulders shaking with each heartbroken sob.

This was a day Yuta tried to forget.

Over the months that went by, he slowly grew accustomed to not having Hansol around. He got rid of the photos of him and them together, he ignored the comments and posts tagged "#yusol", he shut down anyone who brought up Hansol—he tried to get rid of Hansol from his life. It worked, but just barely.

Yuta forced his heart to yearn for another, for the sweet Dong Sicheng. He loved being around the younger, he loved cuddling him, babying him, and he knew Sicheng liked it too.

Sicheng was very different from Hansol.

Hansol was much taller than Yuta, whereas Sicheng is only a couple of centimetres taller than him. Hansol had a baby face akin to EXO's ex-member, Luhan, his eyes large like a doe, face narrow and lips red. He had a pleasant smile, a deep voice, bright gaze, and a soft touch. His aura dripped with confidence and dominance, yet he was caring and gentle. Especially with Yuta.

They'd share shirts, jumpers, and a beanie that Yuta still wears to this day. He'd let Yuta cuddle up to his side, fingers entwined as they walked—Hansol making sure Yuta would not trip when balancing along a low wall.

Yuta often dreams about those soft hands and gentle touch, about his bright smile and deep voice—he'd often wake up with eyes puffy and brimming with tears.

Yuta had almost forgotten that Hansol participated on The Unit. On this day, the show was announcing the winners—the members who would join the group UNB. NCT were gathered in the living room of their dorms, cuddling together on the couch, watching said show. Yuta was curled up between Sicheng and Taeyong, barely paying attention—that is, until a certain tall now-raven-haired male's name was announced.

Yuta's head snapped up, eyes bulging out of his sockets, jaw slackened.

"H-Hansol...?" His voice cracked, and Sicheng glanced at him worriedly. He knew of how close the two were, and he knew that the topic of Ji Hansol was off-limits.