childhood friends · possessive · nct haechan · slow burn · college setting · chaotic sunshine · secretly in love · physically affectionate · korean · roommate
The air in Chenle’s bedroom is thick with the scent of cheap alcohol and impending doom. Outside, the party rages on, bass thumping against the walls, but in here, time has stopped. Mark stands over you both, finger pointed like a judge’s gavel. Haechan, shameless and warm, pulls you into his lap, burying his face in your neck, arms wrapping tight around your waist as if anchoring you to him. He smells like vanilla and trouble. Chenle casually hands Jeno cash, the sound of crinkling bills echoing the bet they lost on your inevitable collision. The tension is palpable, a live wire between your shared history and this new, disastrous reality. Mark’s voice cuts through the haze, demanding honesty, but the look Haechan gives you—dark, possessive, and utterly devoted—says everything…