Jeno is convinced that he’s terrible at dating. He wants someone to practice with, and who better with than his best friend, Renjun. — Jeno / Renjun (Highschool!AU)
https://archiveofourown.org/works/12814800
Jaehyun came to the conclusion that: Johnny wants to be small. And he is more than ready to give him exactly what he wants.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/27278503#main
Science enthusiast Lee Jeno meets art enthusiast Huang Renjun during a collaborative for their anatomy class. What better way to study anatomy than to study one other?
https://archiveofourown.org/works/30158955
Of course, it made sense. It was a classic fairytale, told a thousand times. Jaemin was the perfect prince, and Donghyuck was the beautiful mystical creature who had dragged him back from the brink of death.
But where did that leave Jeno?
https://archiveofourown.org/works/30480222
Doyoung thinks he and Taeyong are enemies, arch-nemesis from the dawn of time. Taeyong prefers the term 'rivals'.
The beginning of the end for Doyoung goes a little like this: Johnny asks him to brew Amortentia, he agrees, and Taeyong makes his life one million and twenty two times harder by accidentally downing said potion.
The rest is history.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/31669721
Doyoung can’t imagine anyone wanting to spend ten minutes with the man, much less let him put his dick in them. Donghyuck is crazy thinking Doyoung would ever let Jaehyun get near him. And fuck him? Doyoung can’t think of anything he’d rather do less. Besides, he’s sure Jaehyun is awful at sex and has a micro penis to match. He looks exactly like the type.
“Hi, everyone,” Jungwoo says sweetly, sliding into an empty chair. “Are we talking about Jung Jaehyun and his monster cock?”
Doyoung’s brain shuts down.
Doyoung can't stand Jung Jaehyun. One little office rumor flips his world upsidedown.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/27865662
“You don’t know much about soccer, do you?”
“I know my kid is going to be the best at it,” Jaemin states.
Perhaps his earlier irritation had given him an extra boost of unwarranted confidence. Maybe it was Chenle’s unparalleled excitement about the sport. Or maybe the presence of another young father ignites something long buried within him: competitiveness.
“Yeah? You think so?”
Jaemin narrows his eyes.
“I know so.”
In which Jaemin and Jeno are petty single fathers out to destroy the sanctity of youth soccer.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/33267145
“You know,” Mark says, no longer wanting to discuss this, “for an idol in hiding, you sure are ordering a lot of stuff online.”
Donghyuck laughs again, his entire face scrunching up with the sound. He crushes freckles between the wrinkles at his mouth, his shoulders trembling and his gums just peeking out behind his lips, and he’s so beautiful. He’s so damn beautiful.
(Mark is just trying to write a few songs and keep a roof over his head. How he ends up with a popstar hiding out in his apartment is a mystery to him, too.)
https://archiveofourown.org/works/32996002
Being the mailman of a small village means Mark is familiar with the habits of its residents— like who uses magic, who probably conducts illegal experiments in their kitchen, and who badly needs a new hobby. There’s also the long list of suitors sending Donghyuck love letters, though it’s not like Mark is keeping track of his competition.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/33641629#main
“Anyway, whatever. Tell me more about you. How long have you been playing? Why’s your level so low? Is that a smurf account?”
1JN looks at him, perplexed. “What’s a smurf account?”
“Oh my god,” Jaemin says slowly, feeling his eyes widen in disbelief. “You mean you’re really only level 83? With an SR like that?”
Expression unchanging, 1JN slowly asks, “What’s an SR?”
Jaemin is a jaded professional gamer who tastes defeat at the hands of Jeno, a casual gamer he meets at a PC bang. Through games and teamwork, they discover that falling in love is more than a (gaming) battleground.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/33671938
“Thanks for stocking up milk again, honey.”
Renjun waved the other off with a roll of his eyes and was still not aware of his entire family’s meltdown over the exchange.
“Junnie,” Guanheng finally piped up while the rest of their relatives were still staring shell-shocked. “Who was that?”
It was Jeno he almost said.
Jeno who loved milk. Jeno who crashed over their place so many times after being endlessly sexiled by his own roommate that he practically lived with them now. Jeno who called him and Mark ‘honey’ and vice versa as a little inside joke after a drunken night of watching Mamma Mia! and other musicals.
Jeno who was really only his friend.
This was what Renjun should have said. But instead, in a state of panic and self depreciation, Renjun said, “Jeno… my boyfriend.”
https://archiveofourown.org/works/30718259
Even with all the stress over trying to keep his potion business flourishing, Renjun is more than happy to be able to enjoy a little piece of heaven with his very normal, human husband.
or: cottagecore au with witch!renjun and human!jeno.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/32745613
hands for your hurts by conclusions (introductions)
Donghyuck thinks of Mark Lee’s dumb, earnest face, his not-quite-dimpled smile, his jeans, his cursebreaker hands. So much had changed in those two years since high school, and yet. And yet.
Call me if you want help, Mark had said.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/31740262
Everybody Loves Jaehyun by klathulu
There are a million and one reasons why Doyoung hates Jaehyun, including but not limited to: his unreasonably perfect face, his inherited wealth, and the apparently unlimited amount of free time he has to keep visiting the campus café Doyoung works at.
Jaehyun doesn't hate Doyoung at all. Not even a little bit.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/30247578
Renjun tries to get a grip. Okay, so he just sucked his crush slash platonic roommate’s dick. Big deal. It’s not like this will completely alter the course of their friendship. People do that all the time and they turn out fine! He tries to not let the fact that he’s currently cuddling Jaemin get to him. That’s a problem for another day.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/29436690
Working Title: "Scritches and Stonks"
Jeno is a freelance architect, trying to patch up his broken heart from a devastating break-up. Renjun is his new roommate, a no-nonsense investment broker who wears a suit every day, reads finance journals, and doesn't seem to know the first thing about friendship, let alone comforting someone through the darkest of times.
(Renjun is also a catboy who purrs without meaning to, gets the zoomies at night, and eats tinsel. But that's not important to the story, I promise.)
https://archiveofourown.org/works/29821206
The Huang family has hatred engraved in their veins, a hatred that has lasted for centuries, a hatred as immense as the love for their own kind.
That’s how Renjun learns to love: from hatred. His mom’s tender hands tucking his hair behind his ears at night, before going to sleep, and whispering venom about the Lees, warning him about their youngest son and about all the times Renjun will encounter him when he’s older. https://archiveofourown.org/works/28277538
Renjun doesn’t know how many times he has to bend over in thigh high stockings before Jeno starts realizing he's interested in him non-platonically.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/34442509
Na Jaemin struggles to get a severely sleep-deprived boy to fall asleep. Fortunately for Lee Jeno, Jaemin has a few surprising tricks up his sleeve, some more effective than others, and one which works a little too well. https://archiveofourown.org/works/36698164
When Mark first met Donghyuck, he was a lanky thing not a day over fourteen, with hair as dark as coal and a busted eye to match, wearing a shit-eating grin on his little face. Now, a little bit older and a little farther away from home, Mark realizes that not much has changed since then. https://archiveofourown.org/works/36479398
“I think Jaemin from IT and Jeno from Finance are dating.” Renjun blurts out, midway through biting into his BLT Subway sandwich.
Donghyuck, his friend and the only person from the Marketing team that he trusts, spares the accused a glance. “You’re crazy.” He says, turning back to his burrito. https://archiveofourown.org/works/25498054
Renjun doesn’t need to know what Jaemin’s brother does for a living to love Jaemin, and he doesn’t need to get involved in family politics when covens are notorious for holding grudges. It doesn’t bother him if Jaemin wants to leave his past behind—he loves Jaemin for who he is now. Jeno, who has a weaker grasp on magical affairs as it is, can be curious, but never pushes. They don’t need to know.
But it would be nice to get a heads up when it comes to old enemies, things that can still threaten Jaemin now. And by threatening Jaemin, threaten all three of them by association.
He can tell something is off as soon as Jeno walks into the apartment.
or
There are several common side effects of a demonic posession. https://archiveofourown.org/works/37790503
“I just realised you haven’t had a proper date in years, Markiepoo.”
Mark blinked.
“And like, I’m literally a matchmaker. As my best friend, you should be the last person around me that’s single, right? Think about it, it just looks bad for business, y’know?”
Mark nodded, not sure what he was agreeing to.
“So… I think you should let me set you up.”
Blink.
“Huh?”
or:
Donghyuck runs a matchmaking service for their school. Upon realizing that Mark hasn't dated in a while, Donghyuck sets him up on a series of perfect dates that never work, for some reason. Mark wishes he would take a hint. https://archiveofourown.org/works/37794064
Lee Haechan would not call himself a cocky man but he would call himself confident, which is why when his friends dare him to get Mark to fall for him in 30 days he simply can't resist. What could go wrong?
https://archiveofourown.org/works/38638359
Huang Renjun’s guide to the trials and tribulations of kissing someone while drunk at a party and then also kissing their boyfriend too.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/37294615
Certainly, he is not the prince’s property—but he’s been his partner for so long that it feels wrong to go overseas without his explicit permission. What will the prince do in his afternoons then if he’s not sparring with Renjun? If he’s not finding trees to climb with Renjun? If he’s not hiding from palace guards with Renjun? So many things are going to change, for him and for Jaemin, so he doesn’t want to make a decision that’ll inconvenience the dear prince.
After all, he’s his bestest friend.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/39537270
“You just had my undivided attention for an hour,” Renjun tells him, one hand stroking over the nape of his neck. With all the tender sweetness of someone who knows exactly how much power he holds. “Don’t be greedy. It doesn’t suit you.”
It’s your fault, Jaemin wants to scream. I was never greedy for anything until I met you.
(Jaemin can’t buy love, but he can buy Renjun’s time, and it’s enough. Until it's not.)
https://archiveofourown.org/works/34881220
There is a new priest in town, and Mark has always seemed to be drawn to the church.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/39904974
Slowly, Jeno brings his hands to rest on the table, sleeves rolled up to bare his forearms, his wrists, the yellow bracelet. Renjun’s yellow bracelet. It sits there, a silent confession.
The smile drops off Renjun’s face, replaced with something endlessly blank. He pushes up the sleeve on his right arm, revealing bare skin, and… just that. No bracelet in sight. "You're too late," he says softly.
(Jeno puts on a bracelet every time he falls in love. Little does he know, Renjun does too.)
https://archiveofourown.org/works/33320341
Taeyong never bothers questioning life and death, love and loneliness. Until Youngho, the God of Death, finds him.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/31162022
Whoever he was, his heart was begging to fail. Donghyuck could hear it through the airy tendrils of his magic; the sluggish heartbeat weakening, the tainted blood pumped to each organ, the wound in his torso that should have been fatal on impact.
It would have been kinder to put him out of his misery. To end his suffering, whatever the cause, whatever his history.
But Donghyuck wasn’t kind. If this suffering soldier’s survival truly meant the guarantee of his own, then he could live. He may hate Donghyuck for it, but that was fine too. He would not be the first, and he would certainly not be the last. https://archiveofourown.org/works/31095659
“Nah, that’s level 15 sorcery, and I’m only level 10.”
“There are levels?”
“That was a joke.”
The casual normalcy of the conversation actually makes Jeno more apprehensive than calm. He has to remind himself he’s in the den of his media-inciting enemy, not picnicking with a friend. So he decides then on the basics of a plan: collect evidence of Na Jaemin’s hoax and discredit him.
Or: Jeno, a modern day business prince, sets out to discredit troublesome fortune teller Na Jaemin, who always seems to have baseless readings about him. When they finally clash, Jeno comes to learn that there's maybe something more connecting them after all.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/30786674
There exists a plethora of written rules to working as a host in Tokyo’s busiest red light district, Kabukicho. No sex (on club grounds). No stealing fellow hosts’ customers. Drink as much as you can, then drink some more until you burst. After you burst, drink again because there’s no going back.
The most crucial one is unspoken: never fall in love with your customer. Donghyuck thinks it’s the easiest to obey.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/27861337
Seoul Police Officer Mark Lee is reassigned to a quiet town, population ~1k. Which is, of course, where he meets the most troublesome (read: annoying) repeat offender of his entire career: street violinist Lee Donghyuck.
Alternatively: Mark is a cop, but who exactly is pursuing who is anyone's guess.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/13807302
A teenage boy's secret love letters to four boys are exposed and wreak havoc on his love life. Or, Mark somehow ends up getting roped into fake dating one of the recipients of the letters.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/16339847
the last thing jisung expected to see after being awoken by a large crash in the middle of the night was a boy with twigs in his hair and scratches all over his cheeks standing in the corner of his room. a burglar would have been less surprising. but here he was, sitting up right in his bed, staring straight at the wide-eyed boy who stood in the pile of books he somehow knocked over.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/17852879
It isn’t until Jaemin slumps across their table at breakfast a few days later, in tell-tale melodramatic Jaemin Na fashion like a dying Romeo and whines about how the Potion’s assignment is draining him dry, that Donghyuck jolts up in a shock with chunks his Periwinkle Pasty tumbling out of his mouth.
“Merlin’s dick,” he spits, ignoring everyone else’s disgusted looks. “Are you done?”
“Are you not?” Renjun asks back, dry.
Or, in which poor planning on Donghyuck's part lands him in a world of emotional turmoil, and stuff. Of truth potions, coming to terms with yourself, and Slumbersprigs.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/18723127
Mark Lee, a homeless orphan wins a golden ticket by chance that changes his entire life. He wins a ticket to board the great Titanic, where he meets the nobleman Lee Donghyuck that is way out of his league — or so it seems.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/18696661
He's wringing his hands, which bend in various impossible positions. He doesn't say anything, just looks at Chenle expectantly, dark eyes shining, so Chenle speaks. "Oh, hey! You're Jisung, right?" He supplies a cautious nod. "Cool! My name's Chenle." He expects Jisung to repeat it back, but he doesn't, just offers a smile that's more of a grimace than anything. He looks uncomfortable. Chenle reckons he's never seen a more anxious person in his life.
Chenle drinks weird Starbucks drinks, and the cute new barista has absolutely nothing to say to him.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/20205016
Mark’s older brother is a doctor. When he walks in on him treating a super cute patient, everything changes.
or
Donghyuck has leukemia and his brother. That's about it. Then, Mark shows up and subsequently changes his life for the better.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/16323608
Renjun moves into a new apartment for his pet dog and gets a new job to sustain his lifestyle. Along the way, he learns that cats and dogs can be friends, too.
Alternatively, this is the story of subtle flirting and mild sexual tension.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/21639463
[ENTER-TALK] Jaemin’s addiction to calling his staff baby
I’ve been busy recently and didn’t have time to stay updated with the news...but did Jaemin call his staff baby again? I guess we all want him to up his game after being single for forever ㅋㅋㅋㅋ
All makeup artists love to work with those quiet, unassuming idols who are willing to let them do their magic, and Renjun's not an exception. It's just his luck that Na Jaemin is the exact opposite. He is loud, eccentric, and he also won’t stop calling Renjun baby, goddamnit.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/44035032
It goes like this: Jaemin stumbles upon the maid cafe in a seedy back street in Jongno, wanders in after his interest is piqued by the vulgar graffiti on the sign, finds Huang Renjun from his fluid mechanics lecture serving tables while decked out in the shortest, frilliest skirt imaginable, and ends up with his hand up said skirt in the back room before the night is over.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/43918354
The first thing Doyoung notices is that Johnny’s Instagram did not do him justice.
Doyoung has to look up at Johnny, meaning the guy easily stands over 6” tall. His head is a mess of dark hair, sticking up in odd places like he might’ve just taken a nap, but it works infuriatingly well with his softer features -- round cheeks, kind eyes and bow shaped lips that are clearly used to smiling if the lines are any indication. He’s built with lean muscle that still makes him look broad under his oversized t-shirt, and of course, there’s the tattoos: a colorful balance of flowers and animals that covers his entire left arm, fascinating in a way that makes Doyoung itch to get a closer look at each one.
He doesn’t, of course. Instead, he snaps out of it once he realizes he’s been staring at Johnny for a beat too long and scrambles to extend his hand, hoping the way his neck and face are heating up can be excused by his nerves and not how utterly fuckable his tattoo artist is.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/44870629
In which Donghyuck gets a weird new neighbor, who brings a meager collection of luggage and an abundant supply of rainy days.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/29479617
Chenle pressed a chaste kiss to Kun’s stubbled cheek, grinned against the skin. “I’ll stop being selfish when you stop giving me what I want. Make me dinner, Kun.”
Kun breathed out, stuttering and shallow.
When Chenle stepped back, Kun walked over to the fridge, his shoulders tight. “What do you want to eat?”
Chenle leant over the counter, the marble cool beneath his hands. “Surprise me.”
But that was impossible for Kun. He was beautifully, painfully predictable.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/38735121
“Why the hell are you questioning this? Do you want to take the job or not?”
“Sure I do,” Johnny said easily, “But you wouldn’t be the first person to take a hit out and then regret it once the job is already done. I’m making sure you know what you’re asking for.”
“I know exactly what I’m asking for,” the man said, sounding certain for the first time. “I want you to kill Taeyong Lee.”
https://archiveofourown.org/works/36271696
Renjun moves into Magnolia Springs on a sunny Sunday afternoon. It's picturesque, to say the least. Cherry blossoms dot the streets and line the sidewalks with their soft pink petals. Their house is something of a small bungalow. White picket fence and all.
(written for nct spookfest, trope; town with a dark secret)
https://archiveofourown.org/works/23496016
mark is spiderman. and donghyuck knows he’s spiderman.
but mark doesn't know that donghyuck knows.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/14212272
Officially, Renjun sees Jaemin for the first time in a coffee shop. Unofficially, it’s a different story.
(On the desk, there is a blurry picture of a man with a wide, reptilian smile. He’s handsome. Excessively so. His hair is bright pink, and it reminds Renjun of warning coloration. Like a signal of toxicity to predators—stay away. Aposematism. He knows this from the documentary Jisung forced him to watch last week.
“Your next target is Na Jaemin, twenty-four years old.”)
https://archiveofourown.org/works/34255558
Huang Renjun is a good exorcist.
It's just that Na Jaemin won't do as he's told.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/27328528
Everything in Huang Renjun’s life can be sorted into two categories: volleyball, and not-volleyball. He’s still trying to figure out exactly which one Na Jaemin belongs to.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/33981742
Cat-collector Jeno finds a kitten that's only as big as one and a half handfuls abandoned in a mandarin box. Jeno invites one hundred and a half handfuls of trouble into his apartment.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/45504697
Of all the endless combinations of words in the English language, there’s none Jeno can conjure that would make it sound nonchalant. Easy, like talking about the weather, like, it’s been pretty cold this week, huh, and also two weeks ago when you let me pay off the bill for our joint credit card I got so worked up I had to close my eyes and count to ten before I calmed down enough to actually do it.
Or: In the month leading up to their three-year anniversary, Jeno realizes that he likes to spoil Renjun maybe a little bit more than he should. They make it work.