nct imagines

Y U T A

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Taeyong's voice could be heard as he answered the doorbell, "Ne?". "Taeyong, it's me. I brought some ddeokbokki!" You lifted up the bag of ddeokbokki to the little camera on the door panel to try and convince the elder to let you in. When you heard a debatable 'hmmm' from the speaker, you put on your best aegyo in hopes the leader would let you in.
"If you get caught by manager hyung- we are dead, just keep that in mind..." Taeyong replied playfully. The click of the door unlocking was heard and you entered the NCT dorms.

As you walked in you could already hear Mark's laugh vibrate through the boyish home. You took off your shoes and put on some house slippers to go and find the boys who are sitting on the floor talking and laughing. "Hey, guys!" You greeted.
"Hi (Y/N), is that ddeokbokki?" Jaehyun asks with hopefulness.
"Uh, yeah. Here." You give the bag to the taller man and watch as he puts the food in the middle of the NCT circle, Ten also ushers you down to eat with them whilst Taeyong says he will get cutlery for everyone.
"Didn't you bring Yuta with you?" Johnny asks. You look down trying to avoid the subject when Jeno also questioned why Yuta was not present.

"We erm..we had a fight." As you said that, the room went quiet before Taeyong came in with forks and chopsticks.
"What did you fight about?" He asks, curious but weary as he wouldn't want to upset you.
"Just about, you know, him and me..." You mumbles, trying to dodge the subject. The whole reason of you being at the dorms is to take a break and cool down from the quarrel you and Yuta just had 30 minutes ago at your apartment. "So, do you think you have pestered manager hyung enough so you guys can get a dog?" You said- to change the subject matter. The boys all seemed to talk at once at this new found subject.

They took your mind off of the fight for a while until you had to go home as it was getting late, Taeyong walked you out.
"Thanks for the ddeokbokki." Taeyong thanked you.
You smile, "You're welcome. Thanks for letting me stop by." You stepped out of the door.
"No problem, you don't need to worry about you and Yuta. I'm sure you guys will be fine." He encourages and shows his toothy smile.
"Yeah, I hope so." You smile back. You begin to leave, "Take care of the boys for me!" You wave as you walk down the street. You hear Taeyong shout an 'I will' before you turn the corner, heading home.
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When you got back to your apartment, you still saw Yuta's shoes at the door. 'He didn't leave?' you thought to yourself.
As you entered the small home, you thought you heard the tap run from the bathroom. It stopped and you saw Yuta walk out, one hand in his jean pockets and the other shutting the door behind him with a glum look on his handsome face.
He stopped in his tracks when he saw you.
"(Y/N)...?" His glum look stayed for a moment before it turned into one of relief. "Where have you been? Do you know how worried I was?" He went up to hug you but you pushed him away.
"we haven't sorted this out yet so lets talk." You said neutrally even though you were hurt inside.
You took off your coat and hung it up on the back of the door. You then sat on the small sofa and waited for Yuta to come and sit next to you. When he did, you faced him and began talking about the situation.
"Yuta, I told you two days ago that I was going to go out and play with Woobin. However, when I came home this afternoon you got mad at me for going out." At this point Yuta was looking at his hands and not you. "You know that I absolutely hate it when we fight, yet you seemed to easily get mad at me for something....I don't even know what you're mad about!"

Yuta then stood up and burst out, "Are you so oblivious? How can you not know why I am mad? You went to play with a guy that isn't me and you guys used to be in a romantic relationship! How can I not be mad?" At this point Yuta was pacing the cramped living room with one hand in his hair, the other on his hip.
You had a feeling that it was because he was jealous but you weren't quite sure, also you never thought of Yuta as insecure so it seemed unlikely. "If you are jealous just say so and I-".
"I am not jealous! I'm just..." he interrupted.
"You're just what?" You stood up starting to get angry.
"Yeah okay I am jealous, but it's not my fault, I can't help it! You went off with another guy in your free time instead of your boyfriend and it just makes me so.." Yuta paused and let out a frustrated 'aish' as he exited the room and went into the bedroom that you shared.
You sighed, honestly you felt guilty. He was probably having a hard time expressing himself because he doesn't want to appear selfish or childish but he was really jealous and upset that you hung out with your ex-boyfriend instead of your boyfriend.
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You drank about three or four cups of coffee whilst trying to concentrate on the drama on the TV screen, but nothing was working. You were afraid that you and Yuta will have another fight so you stayed in the living room, trying to stay awake so you didn't have to sleep on the lumpy sofa.
You weren't in the best position when it came down to money so your furniture wasn't the best of quality. Even though Yuta has offered to help you with money or get you some new furniture, you refused as you were an independent person when it came to money. Yuta didn't live with you as he still has to stay in the dorms with the rest of the NCT members, but he did still come to visit and sleep over when he could.
You decided that you had enough of the lumpy sofa and if you stayed on it any longer, your back wouldn't want to work in the morning. You saw the time on the wall of the kitchen that was joined onto the living room.
'12:27'.

Past midnight. You grew the courage to sneak into the bedroom to see if Yuta was asleep. You creaked open the door, tiptoeing as you went. You opened the door a crack and saw Yuta's back facing the door, lying on the bed, you thought he must of fell asleep.
You sneakily walked in as to not wake him. Once you saw his sleeping face, you relaxed. You smiled thinking how cute he was when he slept. Noticing is hunched up figure, you put the covers of the bed on him so he would no longer be cold.
You quickly put your pj's on and crept into the other side of the bed. You had difficulty sleeping without him cuddling you or holding your hand.
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You woke up to see your digital clock, '6:35'. You didn't get much sleep, whether it was the coffee or because Yuta was at a distance from you, you didn't know but you suspected the latter.
You turned to see Yuta still sleeping, so you decided to try and apologize with breakfast.
You turned off the gas as the food in the pan was cooked, the sudden beeping signaled that the rice was done. As you reach up into the cabinet to get plates, a pair of arms wrapped around your middle section which prevented you from doing so.
"I'm sorry." You heard Yuta muffle into your neck and he cuddles you from behind.
"You rested your hands on his forearms and replied; "I'm sorry too, I didn't think about how going out with Woobin would have made you feel." You leaned your head back so you could see his face.
He kissed your cheek. "It wasn't your fault, I just get really possessive of you around guys, especially if they have a history with you." He kept on giving you little kisses.
"Yuta..." You turned in his arms so you could face him. "You don't need to be jealous, you are my boyfriend," You smiled at him, he blushed and smiled back.

He then pulled you towards him with his lips an inch from yours. One of his hands swept up your neck to the back of your head whilst the other was wrapped around you waist.
His lips whispered over yours gently, you put your hands on his shoulders. He pulled away before he went in again with a more forceful kiss. Skillfully, he parted your lips and carried on with a little more force and urgency.
Yuta lifted you up and placed you on the kitchen counter so you were at the same level. His kisses were more forceful until he dipped his head so he was kissing the side of your neck. Your hands made progress to the bottom of his shirt and sneaked under it so you could feel the hard muscle of his abdomen and stomach.
Before your hands could reach his well defined chest, he took your hands and pinned them behind your back in his one-handed grip.
"Actually, I quite like you being jealous." You gasped out.
"Don't test me." Yuta smirked against you.