❝ hyung, i need you. ❞ ❝ sexually or emotionally? ❞ ━ or where donghyuck and mark make a deal to be idols with benefits. no feelings, only sex. until donghyuck realises that that's not what he wants. © neochans ✓ 02/08/2021

One award show. One picture. One meeting. One contract. That's all it took. Fake Dating AU Completed DisclaImer: Based on Donghyuck and Mark from NCT. In no way do I say this is actually them.

Haechan had the monthly periods, He was homeschooled, Hidden from people as he was obviously different from normal boys his age. Though gorgeous by birth, the pain he suffered was such a burden he regretted being born. His family, Loved him nevertheless, Yet after his fathers death, the eldest boy in the family had to find a job to help his mother with the house hold. With no friends, No one he ever knew in the outside world Haechan gets a high paid job in the most richest AirLine owners company. Obviously luck, But the young CEO was something you called a Prince in Heaven. Mark Lee was born into the family of Monarch, A traditional family from Vancouver, from the times of old, But he had to take over their wealth in Seoul as a the CEO. Thats where he meets his fairytale, Like the golden rays of the Sun. Start :- 22/12/18 End :- ~♡~

Lights, Camera, Disaster A fake relationship. A viral ship. Two stars who can't stand each other. What could possibly go wrong? Haechan is South Korea's golden boy of the screen-charming, sharp-tongued, and unstoppable in action thrillers. He's never been one for romantic roles, let alone boy love dramas. So when he's offered the lead in one, he's hesitant-but intrigued. Then he finds out who his co-star is. Mark Lee, K-pop's most talked-about rapper, is cocky, aloof, and infuriatingly smug. He's also the other half of a viral ship with Haechan thanks to one accidental five-second video that fans still haven't shut up about. And now, they're expected to sell a full-blown romance-on screen and off. To "maximize buzz" and "soften the societal blow," their agencies drop a final bomb: a fake dating contract. Paparazzi will follow them. Social media will explode. And all they have to do is pretend to be head over heels while filming a love story they don't believe in. But pretending gets complicated when unresolved tension starts to feel suspiciously real. With every bicker, every close-up, and every forced public appearance, the line between acting and honesty begins to blur-and Haechan and Mark are about to learn that the biggest disaster might just be falling for the one person they swore they couldn't stand.

❝ "why us? why this? why now?" haechan questions softly, avoiding mark's eyes. mark can only observantly look up at haechan with a levelled, "you know i can't answer that, hyuck." haechan chuckles, almost bitterly, taking mark by surprise. "stupid fucking fanservice." ❞ - 🌟 mark + haechan 🌟 idol au, best friends to lovers, sensitive subjects, strong language, explicit, lowercase intended, eventual smut, angsty, progressive fluff, etc. . . 🌟 rated m for mature: themes, implications, content, etc. . . 🌟 only available on wattpad & ao3 🌟 no stealing, translating, converting, reverting, etc. of any kind + by any means ! 🌟 incomplete ! 🌟 feb 2022 | tbd. . . 🌟 dreamsinmahae ©

Mark and Haechan. The closest duo in all of NCT. Best friends | Soulmates But an out of impulse kiss changes the course of their relationship and they just might be falling for each other. 18+ chapters do appear

Where love waits when the spotlight fades 🩵 Top Haechan Bottom Mark Story. Idol AU. Fluff, romance, smut, chaotic friendships, humour, slow burn, and intensity-this story blends it all in a harmony only Mark and Haechan could create. Mark is a strong leader who's spent years keeping his walls up-but with Haechan, those walls begin to fall. As Mark grows softer, clingier, and more open, it's Haechan-chaotic but steady-who becomes his anchor. In a world that demands perfection, they find quiet, cute and chaotic love with each other.

Mark never expected to fall for his girlfriend's brother, Lee Donghyuck.