NCT Oneshots and Imagines

ZAG. - Bad Boy

A baby boy!au where Mark is known as the cool, snob type of student in his university. Students gawk at him whenever he walks on hallways; no one would dare to go against him, aside from Haechan of course. But as he steps inside his small home and sees his all-smiley boyfriend, Jeno, all of his badass façade dissipates into thin air.

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Mark.

❝ Kyaaaa! Look, it's Mark! ❞

❝ He gets even more handsome everyday. How is that possible? ❞

❝ We're classmates in one of my subjects and guess what? He's smart too! How can he be single when he looks so perfect? ❞

❝ I want to be his girlfriend! Whoever wins his heart is forever lucky! ❞

Tch. Can they stop whining like rats stuck on a door for once? Their voices are so annoying. Women are slowly losing their decency nowadays. Can't I just walk down the hallway in peace?

Girlfriend... I scoffed at the idea. If only you knew, girls. I'm not interested in your glistening cleavages and curvy hipbones. I'm not interested in your irritating, high-pitched voices. And I'm certainly not interested in that monthly-bleeding genitals of yours. I'm gay.

But do I tell them? No. Not because I'm scared of what they'll think of me - hell, do you think I actually care - but because they're not worth my time. They're not important people. They would fangirl about me all day and fail their history quiz right after. They could review well if I tell them though, because they're homophobic bitches, but that isn't my problem anymore.

But more than that, I already have a boyfriend for a year and I'm very much loyal to him. So say bye to your chances of making me a bisexual.

But they didn't have to know I was taken.

❝ Man, you sure got them girls on the tip of your fingers, ❞ Lucas said as I reached the classroom and sat down, placing my bag under my chair.

Me and Lucas' friendship can be a bit odd compared to the students here. Though we may look masculine and interested in girls, we're straight as a circle. We both even tried dating once, but it just didn't work out. We're still good friends though, as if nothing happened.

❝ Shut up, Lucas. You know I HATE their eyes stuck on my skin. Could've been better if it were handsome gays or something, but pretty much Jeno would be infuriated by that fact. ❞

Lucas half-raised his arms with a surrendering look, his mouth crooked to an awkward smile. ❝ Chill bro, I know that detail very well. But you could minimize your voice. Girls are literally sexualizing you with their eyes. ❞

His lips pucker, pointing to a group of girls at the front, eyeing me. I frown and glare at them, but the dumbasses just continue to gossip with each other, their eyes not leaving me, and then giggle sillily like Harley Quinn, the uglier version.

❝ You're seriously experiencing this everyday, man? I mean I do get the treatments like this once in a while but damn, yours is a whole new level. ❞

❝ For the last time Wong, yes, I do experience this everyday. I literally spend a day in your house sometimes, of course you shouldn't be shocked. ❞