“Now that you’ve seen that, I have no choice. Tell me why you make up conspiracy theories about me and why you were stalking me or-” Renjun started flatly, pulling out a gun from somewhere behind his back that was probably hidden underneath his jumper. His tone hadn’t changed from when he was talking to the others either, scaring Jaemin even more if that was possible. “-I’ll shoot.” Gulping, Jaemin lowered his gaze from Huang Renjun’s face to the gun in front of him.

If you told Huang Renjun a week prior to today that he was going to go to a rich social party for fun, he would have told you to stop dreaming. However, that dream seemed positively real right now as a glass of Coca Cola was being clutched in his right hand and his eyes scanned the numerous amount of people in the room.   ~ ~ ~   "So you know how when we met, you said you were used to giving out your identity?" "Yeah, what about it?" "What if yo

“When will your life be fun, Mark Lee?” “Maybe when you stop asking it to be, Johnny Seo,” He retaliated, earning a good natured laugh from the older who accompanied him all the way to the seats of the hall. “And my life isn’t boring.” “Name me one thing that’s interesting other than soccer.” Lee Donghyuck. The kid who sings. The kid who is sarcastic. And the kid who doesn’t care about how many people know he’s gay. 

“No wait! Renjun! Injun! Injunnie! Injeolmi!” Donghyuck whined before Renjun looked down at him in disgust and hit him in the head (it backfired since Donghyuck groaned even more). “You can’t leave your boyfriend like this!” Or alternatively summarised as: “Look you have to do this Jun, I have no other choice.” “How about telling your parents the truth about your relationship status?” “But then that would make me look bad!” “Whether you like it or not, it’s the tru

If the other boy had called for him, he wouldn’t have known for the other didn’t touch him or wave a hand in his face so Renjun assumed that everything would be fine. However, he knew it would not be so if he were to cross paths with the caramel haired boy again. ~ ~ ~   Dear Reader,   This is not your typical story. Within, there will several choices that you need to make. For this story to make sense, it is advised that you fol

Huang Renjun x Reader where Reader is a model who really likes Renjun.    Based on a dream that I had (I changed a few things in it though). I do not own NCT Dream or you. I only own the storyline and all credit of NCT Dream existing and you existing goes to their rightful owners. Otherwise......   ENJOY~!

Part Two of my previous RenHyuck oneshot named 'Disaster Dates'! You don't really need to read the first one to understand this one but they're just part of the same story.

“Checkmate.” “Looks like I lose again. Congratulations on your win, Donghyuck. Now, wipe that smile off your face.” “One more game. Let’s see if you can win.” ~ ~ ~ “Why do you let me win?”

“We have a problem.” Renjun raised an eyebrow at the first sentence Chenle had said since Renjun had answered his call. “Okay, what’s the problem?” he asked, hearing a low ‘are you sure you lost it?’ in the background that prompted a higher ‘yes, Appa, I’m sure’ before Chenle was speaking again.   ________________   I do not own NCT Dream, or even NCT in general. I only own the plot. All credit goes to rightful owners.

The ice cream that day had tasted like heaven…   …but now, the same flavor tasted like regret.   ______________________   I wrote this is one of my creative writing exams and scored pretty well on it even when I had several songs like Chewing Gum and Firetruck on repeat for two hours straight. Please keep in mind that this is not up on par with my other stories as it wasn't really EDITED and was written in 20 minutes...max. I think I actually to