10 Works by deadtime
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Donghyuck looks the same as he did on TV, before all the channels turned into news channels that told Renjun stuff he didn’t want to know, like what time to expect the meteor. He looks the same as he did six months ago, before he went on tour, when he stood on Renjun’s doorsteps and told him that things weren’t working out. By things, he meant them. And by them, Renjun means Donghyuck.
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Everything is sharper now, the world narrowed to a pinpoint, and every time Chenle looks at him, Jisung can feel the blood sing under his skin, in his veins where he knows it sits and pools and doesn’t move.
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Jeno flies and Donghyuck remembers toy sized skyscrapers, golden clouds. The joy of soaring and the fear of falling, all in one.
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Donghyuck's reputation precedes him. If Jeno had any sense of self preservation, he should have known better.
The bigger problem? If he could go back in time, he would still do it again.
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It couldn’t be that simple. If it was, there would be nothing holding Donghyuck back from leaning across the faux leather seats and chasing Jeno’s mouth, tasting his mint chapstick while their plastered friends butcher Destiny’s Child and the strobe lights sparkle.
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Jaded boys don't learn new tricks and Donghyuck just kind of hates Jaemin's guts.
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The weather man had toted a blizzard and here it is, a cloud of white billowing from not the great mountains nor the Far East Winds, but the remnants of a boy blown to microscopic bits.
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two broken ribs and a pocket full of four leaf clovers later, donghyuck finds the miracle he was looking for.
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Doyoung doesn't think he gets paid enough to be Ten's getaway driver.
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sicko mode / the love remix by lackadaisical (deadtime), supremekermit
Fandoms: NCT (Band)
07 Apr 2019
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There’s no point in working out the definitives, Donghyuck decides, when they round the block and he can see the light from his room that he must have forgotten to turn off. He’s spent too long worrying about the future, head hunched down on numbers and paragraphs instead of looking around, at what’s really right there.
And what’s really right here, right now, is Jaemin.