ONE-on-ONE | nct crackfic

april fools

today was going to be the day.

there was going to be no more waiting.

it had always been obvious, to the company and the whole world.

haechan was in love

with himself.

"omg, do you see this johnny? look how great my face looks."

he once showed a picture to johnny, to which the boy ignored.

"yuta, yuta! look at this photo of us, everyone's talking about me in the comments and not you! isn't that funny?"

haechan showed the photo to yuta a few days ago and hasn't been able to stop talking about it once.

haechan was so in love with himself.

everything in life was amazing because he was so handsome.

but mark had a secret that everyone knew, i mean that no one cared about.

deep down inside, he's always had a soft spot for haechan, though he never showed it.

today, mark has decided he's going to confess his feelings for the boy.

please go well, he thought.

sneaking up behind haechan at the water dispenser, he awkward played with his hands.

"hi, haechan."

he mumbled to which the narcissistic boy replied.

"hi. yes, i'm haechan. what can i do for you?"

mark thought about it before confusing himself.

"um.. nothing?"

"great, okay. bye!"

haechan began to walk away.

"wait!"

mark suddenly shouted out and reached out to grab ahold of haechan's neck.

haechan stitched his brows together.

"mark, what the fuck?"

mark immediately retracted his arm and awkwardly crossed them.

"i-i guess that's not what they do in k-dramas. my bad, i don't watch dramas."

"SO YOU REALLY THOUGHT YOU COULD GRAB MY NECK LIKE THAT—"

haechan was cut off when mark pressed his lips onto haechan's nose quickly before pulling away.

the blush grew and spread quickly throughout both of their faces.

"sorry, gotta dip."

mark spoke before he dashed off to go hide, i mean work.

haechan thought about the sudden action for a while before realizing what the hell just happened.

"MORK LEE, YOU BETTER COME BACK HERE AND EXPLAIN!"

he shouted out loud and yangyang stuck his head into the door for a split second before understanding the situation.

there was no way in hell that yangyang was going to mess with them, so he pulled a mark and dipped.

"did my boyfriend really just kiss me on the nose like some lunatic?"

haechan sighed out of annoyance.

"if you wanted a kiss, you could've just said so, dumbass. IT'S NOT LIKE WE'RE NOT DATING!"

• • •

"hi, lucas."

jungwoo cheerfully smiled at the boy as he sat in the chair next to him.

"hi, did you know that superman used to not be able to fly?"

lucas said, astonished at the fact he's just suddenly remembered.

"oh, that's cool. anyways, i wanted to ask you something."

jungwoo said, fumbling his thumbs back and forth as he looked at lucas with a wondrous gaze.

"oh, yeah, sure. ask me anything and everything. i can answer everything, you know lol. i'm lucas, i know everything. don't heserate, i mean hesitate man and just ask."

lucas finished and jungwoo chuckled at the boy's personality.

"you know, lucas. you're really funny and sweet."

jungwoo complimented, letting his eyes pull lucas in.

but lucas did not want to be pulled in and looked at the ceiling, blush visible on his cheeks.

"you're blushing, lucas. that's so cute."

"ew no i'm not. i don't blush. i'm just practicing how to be a clown naturally."

lucas answered, scooting away from jungwoo, to which he laughed.

"anyways, i wanted to ask if you liked me."

jungwoo said and lucas's eyes widened and he began to speak in cantonese.

"what- what do you mean? i don't like you. i totally don't like you. why would you like me? i mean why would i like you? i don't know why you even asked that lol. mane i don't like you. that's kinda gay right? lol"

"i literally don't understand cantonese but gotchu ok."

jungwoo said, confused and puzzled, before he stood up and turned to walk away.

"WAIT, JUNGKOOK- I MEAN JUNGWOO.."

lucas began.

"what i had meant to say was.."

jungwoo turned around, eyes sparkling and ears perked, ready to hear all that lucas had to say.

lucas's blush had visibly gotten darker as jungwoo's eyes kept pulling him into the light.

"a-april fools hah."

he said before he skRRted, embarrassed at the actions jungwoo had caused him to do.

jungwoo stood there, alone and confused.

"but april fools was like last week—"

"he means he likes you."

taeil said from the seat in the corner, sipping from a wine glass full of sprite.