❛ 𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐥𝐚𝐧. 𝗇𝖼𝗍 𝖺𝖽𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋

◎ Going nowhere ◎

A/n; this takes place before the tour. Right after Chaehyun got offered a solo contract. It's also really badly written cause it's like 4 AM but hey ho. I missed my Chae so I wanted to write for him.

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"I am stressed with the capital 's'," Chaehyun fell back onto his bed with the back of his hand resting over his forehead as he dramatically whimpered to get Mark's attention. When the younger boy didn't look up, Chaehyun took a different approach. "SIGH."

"Right! Okay!" Mark placed down his phone and turned to Chaehyun who smirked to himself. "What has you all stressed out?"

Chaehyun sighed and rolled over, tugging Eleven into him, he stuffed his nose into her fur and pressed a sweet kiss to her head.

"No, I mustn't. You aren't interested so I guess I'll just sit here and think about my stress alone, I wouldn't want to bore you or anything." Mark quirked a brow as Chaehyun shot him a dramatised frown.

What was going on with him today? He was acting like he'd just walked out of a drama and couldn't shake character. In a simpler form, he was being a lot more dramatic than usual and that's saying something.

Mark rolled his eyes and put on a convincing smile. "No, I really want to listen to your problems."

Chaehyun perked up. "Really? Well I better tell you then. Basically, I got offered a solo contract and I think they want me out of NCT and now I'm in a state of strsss because I turned it down but they kept prying and giving me these puppy dog eyes—you know I can't resist puppy dog eyes, Mark! And I turned them down, but I'm afraid they're gonna keep pushing! I don't wanna leave but what if they give me no choice? What if they decide to stab me in my sleep because I said no? THE WHAT IFS ARE MESSING MY BRAIN UP, MARK!"

The younger boy blinked, a blank look taking over his face as he watched the elder practically rip his hair out of his scalp. They had offered Chaehyun a solo contract? That was the first Mark heard of this.

"Hold on, they offered you a solo contract? They want you to leave NCT? Shit, do the others know about this?" Chaehyun's mouth made an 'o' as he lifted one finger in the air.

"I may have forgotten to mention it..."

"How do you forget to mention something like this!? The company want you to leave NCT?!"

"Actually, they said it would help me if I did but I don't wanna be helped! I burn my cereal how would I survive alone?! Taeyong Hyung washes my underwear, he's practically my parent! What the hell would I do without him? And you! You let me sleep with you sometimes!"

Mark's eyebrows furrowed. "You climb into my bed and tell me to fuck off when I try push you out of it. I'm pretty sure that's not letting you but we'll go with it."

"Oh I've been meaning to ask you. How come they call it a pair of underwear when they're talking about just one? Like if there was two pairs on my bed then that would be a pair, but—"

"Chaehyun! Hyung! Whatever. Stay on topic. They offered you a solo contract without consulting any of us! And you turned it down? You did do that right? You're not just saying that? What if they made you leave? I don't want you to go, you can't go!" Mark's eyes twinkled with worry and the confused look on Chaehyun's face dropped.

Sighing, he removed Eleven from his lap and swung his legs around the other side of his bed. Mark watched as he slid into the spot beside him before he felt Chaehyun flush him against his chest. Sighing, the younger boy returned the hug.

"I'm not going anywhere but on tour with my best friends. I'm not leaving NCT and if they tried to make me do that then I'd walk from the company completely. I'm not confident nor mentally stable enough to go alone besides, what's the fun in being solo? You guys are my family and my home, and I'm staying. They'd have to get a restraining order to get me out of here."

Mark's worries seemed to calm and Chaehyun released him from the hold. The pair smiled at one another, enjoying the sweet moment which lingered in the air, until it was wafted away by a hushed yell from the doorway.

The two boys turned around to find the rest of 127 standing there, Johnny holding onto a Haechan who seemed to be trying to enter the room. When Johnny finally let go, he ran in and jumped on top of Chaehyun causing the older boy to groan, but wrap his arms around his frame anyway.

"This is the nicest you've been to me since we met."

"Shut up. And what did I say about that cologne? You smell—"

"Donghyuck if you call me old, I will personally drown you in the cologne I have on."

Taeyong rolled his eyes and let out a scoff. "Well, if there's one thing I would miss if you left it would be your threats. By the way, we're taking you to a therapist. And the only person you're allowed to frown with cologne is the people trying to take you away from us."

Chaehyun smiled and began to thread his fingers through Haechan's soft locks.

"I'm not going anywhere guys. You're stuck with me for life. By the way, can someone answer me this question; why is one pair of underwear called a pair?"

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This was dreadful, I am embarrassed to even publish it but hey ho. Anyway yeah, hi! I'm sorry for lack of updates I've been working on something else and taking things at my own pace.

I hope you somehow enjoyed this monstrosity. I've missed my Chaehyun.

Thank you so much for reading.

This wasn't proofread.

You are appreciated 💓

- Blue x