ONE-on-ONE | nct crackfic

piano tiles and rabbit food

to be fair, ten did not expect to be working here this long.

it has been exactly three years, seven months, four hours, and thirteen seconds since he got a decent amount of sleep.

nowadays, he just spends the rest of his nights playing piano tiles.

to ten, it was almost like an addiction.

he couldn't live without it.

ten will always remember that one day when taeyong had stolen his phone when he was in the middle of beating an extremely high score.

oh how he cried out in vain.

it was such a cruel, cruel time for the poor ten.

so now as ten plays piano tiles during his break, he almost always hides inside the girls' bathroom.

in the nct hotline building, there were no girl workers; yet, there was a girls' bathroom.

as strange as it is to picture, johnny often sees ten exiting the girls' bathroom with a heated sweat.

johnny didn't know what ten was doing in there, but he knew things were getting pretty steamy with him and his hands.

today, doyoung was given the order to clean the girls' bathroom.

doyoung pranced inside with his mop and looked into the mirror.

he looked so hot.

"damn, son."

he mouthed the words to himself, winking before a moan scared the shit out of him, almost.

"oh, fuck.. yes.."

moaned ten as he surpassed his current checkpoint.

he's never gotten this far in the past three days.

"come on, baby! come on! keep going! it's getting harder and harder!"

he kept saying as he encouraged his small thumbs to continue tapping the black tiles.

doyoung stared at the bathroom stalls in fear.

what the fucking hell?

"who's in there?!"

doyoung asked, cautious as he grips his mop tightly in his hands.

ten panicked as he heard doyoung's voice.

"get the fuck out, doyo, i'm doing drugs!"

doyoung immediate grabbed his mop and sprinted out.

he wasn't trying no number-name-having player today.

• • •

"hello, welcome to nct hotline. how may i help you?"

chenle greeted, making funny faces to jisung as he said the usual phrase.

"um, so like do you know why rabbits like carrots?"

a girl asked in clear confusion.

her voice was soft but her tone was dark.

"because they can't eat meat, duh."

said chenle, repeating the obvious.

"but like why not?"

the girl continued on, making chenle wonder why rabbits didn't eat meat at all.

"cause they enjoy that grass?"

"well, what does grass taste like?"

she asks again and this time, chenle knows how to answer.

"well, to be honest, it tastes a little dirty but as long as you let it sit long enough in your mouth, your saliva will be able to wash away the dirt. if by chance you enjoy some flavor, it's not a problem sprinkling a little salt onto your tongue—"

the girl hung up the phone in pure unsatisfactory.

"damn, all i did was answer her question."

chenle says, looking over to jisung, who was on the phone with a client.

"when callers call, they always want to be connected to me because they love the sound of my voice."

bragged jaemin as he conceitedly ran his fingers through his hair.

"that's because they can't see your face."

joked haechan as he clicked on his facebook profile page.

"people see your face too much on facebook. that's why you only have three friends."

replied jaemin as he snickered, turning back to his screen.

"those three people are renjun, jeno, and your mom so who's really winning?"

haechan said as he smugly grinned and jaemin didn't bother him for a full hour.