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my birthdays coming up,,,im turning 19 and all i can think about is getting birthday creampie train from 3racha 💔 how jisung would wanna go last because he likes wants it messy and dirty

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omg 🦇 anon, you’re a babyyyyyyy 🥺🖤 i hope you’ll have a nice birthday

chan going first because he’s kind of possessive, but also because he knows how rough changbin gets when he’s a little desperate after having to wait and chan wants to see him ruin you. chan makes sure to make you cum with him just to have your pussy milk him and suck his release in impossibly deeper before he lets changbin have his turn.

changbin is quick and desperate, secretly thankful for the way chan has already fucked you wet and open for his thick cock so that he doesn’t have to prep you at all. it’s your birthday, but changbin can’t help but forego your pleasure in favor of holding you down and using you to make himself cum as quickly as possible.

jisung loves the filthy feeling of getting to fuck you only after his hyungs finished, relishing the tacky feeling of their sticky release slipping down your thighs everytime jisung buries himself balls deep inside of you. he gets spurred on by the way chan and changbin are lazily watching while telling him how messy and dirty you both look and it doesn’t take long until his hips stutter against yours and he fills you up with his hot cum.

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t w e n t y

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Mark’s bag felt much heavier once it was lifted from his shoulders. 

The ride back from Busan to Seoul was miserable, especially two days after Rose went away, and the man tried his best to sleep through the entirety of it, yet nothing but images of that night and Rose walking off were running in his head. He was exhausted with overthinking about what to do and how to fix things, but cheating on someone wouldn’t heal with plastering a ‘sorry’ on top - hell, he knew giving Rose the entire world wouldn’t heal it.

But...

He didn’t regret it.

Mark, in the past, was much too proud to say how much he secretly cared about things, and that shell soon took over, desensitizing the man from further expressing sincere remorse over his actions. Of course he cared - he cared that he hurt Rose, and he cared that she’ll never view him in the same light again, but he wouldn't go back in time to remake his decisions.

There’s another Rose, right?

The man was convinced that the moment he’d step foot into the apartment, Rose would be on the couch, sulking, waiting for her boyfriend’s return to speak with him -- that’s when he’ll apologize with a velvet bouquet of flowers in his hands. Roses, most likely.

With that misconception engulfing his mind, it was much more of a surprise to Mark to find that upon stepping into his apartment and trudging towards their shared bedroom, he found nothing but empty cupboards and closest, an overly tidy room and dull moonlight illuminating the place. 

Frantically, Mark dropped his bags on the nearest floor and scavenged his rooms and hallways for traces of things his girlfriend might have forgotten or purposely left, for a note or a gift or something; for a trace of Rose, yet moment upon moment he came up with nothing; there was nothing left to remind him of a person he once had.

Entering the living room, he crumbled to the floor in despair, looking up at the ceiling in hopes of a divine power to help Mark deal with the situation. As cold and detached as he was, there was a metallic weight over Mark’s heart and back, and a shudder went through his body.

As he looked down onto his lap, averting his attention towards his wrist, the reminiscences of a fading tattoo barely showing on his golden skin. 

“No, no..” he whispered as a tear trekked down his cheek, dropping with a delicate splatter on his black jeans. A pit of anguish began to sprout in his belly as he saw his skin turn completely blank, not even a hint of another tattoo, a mark - anything that could signal another chance.

He drops his hands and slumps his torso, avoiding contact with anything apart from the faint idea that Rose may still come back, that he still has a chance at love. Regret began hitting at about that moment, an emotion which Mark couldn’t necessarily understand, and he laid his back onto the cold wooden floor, staring up above, loss and helplessness seeping through his cells.

“Rose,” he whispered. “I’m sorry..”

But ‘sorry’ wouldn’t do it, ‘sorry’ wouldn’t make her reappear and ‘sorry’ won’t help her love him again. ‘Sorry’ won’t do shit, and his actions were useless, much alike his words, and he felt sick.

This was it, this was his fate.

Mark was alone, utterly and completely alone, and there was nothing he could.

Hopefully, as the years would pass, he’d learn to give and receive love properly, as one is meant to - with gratitude and grace, yet how likely could that be?

Mark doesn’t want to be loved, he just wants to be adored.

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n i n e t e e n

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Rose forcefully brings her half unpacked suitcase to the floor, trying rapidly to gather all of the things that she had begun taking out prior back into the bag before Mark could burst into her hotel room door.

He had the key, but was much too intoxicated to figure out how to use it, yet right as Rose had stood up to zip up her luggage with a pathetic sniffle, she heard the door unlock and inside rushed Mark, his eyes wide and glossy. He covered the doorframe with his figure, and put his arms out in front of him.

“Baby, no, don’t do this to me, don’t do this to us,” he began, words mindlessly spilling from his mouth. “You know I have a performance tomorrow and I can’t go - please, please-”

“‘Us’?” The girl halted her movements, interrupting the man in front of her as her mind focused on the one-syllable word. “There is no ‘us’, Mark! There never was!”

“Baby! Rose! I-I know I fucked up -- I’m a fuck up, I know, but listen, I-I-” Pleaded Mark once more, tears threatening to spill from the edges of his lids as he tried to instinctively walk closer, reaching out for Rose’s wrist.

“Mark, just...just stop,” She walked two steps back. “Can’t you see? You’re irresponsible, you’re secretive, you’re indecisive...you’re nothing but a liar, and a liar to yourself at that.” She spat in his direction, words shooting out like arrows right at every inch of the boy’s body.

He brought this upon himself.

“Rose..I..i don’t know what to do..Just, don’t leave..” Mark sunk to the floor, looking up at Rose as he watched her travel from the corner of the bed towards and past him; yet, before she could shut the door into Mark’s face, Rose hollowly chuckled to herself, giving one last glance in her ex’s direction.

“You don’t want to be loved, Mark. You just want to be adored,” she says, and shuts the door behind her.

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e i g h t e e n

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She huffs out, letting her phone fall from her hands to the bed beside her, and looks at the ceiling. 

I need a drink, she thinks, and rolls to the side to try and find her wallet to count the cash she had left over.

Rose blindly scavenges her floor for the purse, and after looking in the same compartments and spaces several times she realizes its absence, and furrows her brows in thoughts as to where she has left it, small panic making her sweat.

She stands up, looking around the room - under the bed, in the wardrobe, behind the bedside cabinet-

Bedside cabinet!

Rose instantly reaches into her back pocket and pulls out Mark’s hotel room key and charges for the door, hoping - praying - she left her purse in Mark’s room, and as soon as she crosses the hallway and borderline barges into the room, the freezes her movements, her arms flopping by the side of her torso.

“M-Mark?” She forces out, a hitched gasp caught in her throat at the sight of her own boyfriend lying atop a girl, his shirt unbuttoned and lips attached to her neck.

He whips his head up as his eyes widen, his arms instantly retracting from the brunette. He opens his mouth to speak, nothing coming out but senseless cut-off consonants, not expecting himself to be found in this position.

“Are you..Jihye?” Rose asks cautiously, disregarding Mark entirely, and dreading the response she’s about to get. When the brown-haired girl nods slowly in silent agreement, Rose’s heart sinks just a little further, feeling it in the pit of her stomach as it beats less frequently, pain spreading through her entire body.

Rose rushes to quickly pick up her belongings off the floor, ignoring Mark’s words of explanation being fired behind her, as she rushes out of the room, escaping into her own before her now ex-boyfriend could follow.

Just rip my heart out, it would hurt less, Rose thinks and falls to the carpeted floor of her hotel room, collapsing with tears spilling out like waterfalls from the unbearable truth.

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this...was a...rollercoaster....

i am so in love with this shaishsu

M.I.A

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member(s): bang chan ft han jisung genre: angst with fluffy ending summary: best friends to lovers au! you and chan have been best friends for as long as you can remember but as high school comes around he changes, you change and you two grow apart. but that wasn’t the ending of your story with chan. it was just the beginning. warnings: bullying, minor violence requested: yes angst was requested a/n: loosely based on M.I.A by stray kids (nice to listen to while reading)

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chan and you were best friends from when you were basically born

as babies you’d play together at each others houses, take baths together, watch kids shows

literally you’d cry whenever chan left

every single baby video either of your parents had

nearly 99% of time had both of you in it

during primary school you were still really super tight

even with the whole girls have cooties going on

you’d go to each other house everyday

it helped you guys were only a few minutes away

both of your parents just had another child basically

all of your homework you’d help each other

if you ever got teased by any of the other guys cause they liked you

chan would always get mad at them and be super intimidating

they’d literally never come near you ever again

you both would share and trade food in your lunchboxes

both of you would have sleepovers every week

you knew everything about each other

chan would literally be the perfect friend to you

whenever there was a thunderstorm and since you were terrified of them

he’d literally sprint over to your house in the pouring rain without an umbrella

and dash into your room to calm you down

he’d wrap you in a towel so you wouldn’t get wet from him

and hold you while rocking you gently back and forth in your bed

while singing soft songs to you until you calm down and end up sleeping

he’d then wait for at least a full hour to make sure you don’t wake up

the whole time he’d gently pat your hair and smile at you so softly like you were the most precious thing to him in his life

and in all honesty you were

in middle school

everything was just the same as it was when you guys were in primary but you two were even more close

if that was even possible

you guys helped each other with literally all your problems

gossip sessions and movie nights were a regular

family vacations as well with both of your families

and pet names became a thing too

one day out of the blue chan called you jokingly

��baby~”

and you were so flustered and blushing so much he kept on going

“aw is y/n blushing, baby, baby, bab-” he chanted before you covered his mouth

“BANG CHAN YOU BETTER SHUT UP NOW” you jokingly shouted at him

he gave his puppy innocent eyes and had his hands up like he did nothing wrong

while you just sighed at him and shook your head removing your hand from his mouth

chan just gave you a cheeky grin before whispering in your ear “baby”

then bolting off

and baby became princess, darling, sweetheart, honey, pumpkin, bub, babygirl

hehe

the list went on and on

people often mistaken you two as couple

with how affectionate you two were

but both of you always denied it quickly

though every time someone did ask your heart always skipped a beat

you’d always ignore it

but you and chan were just and only best friends

right?

though at school you two had different friend groups

all the classes you had with each other you sat together

and on some occasional lunches you hung out together alone

when all of the girls wanted to have a boyfriend

you never did

you had chan and that was the only guy you’d ever need

chan had the same mentality

it’s not like you weren’t friends with other guys

but they would never be as half as close with you as you were with chan

same thing for him

you loved chan with your whole heart

and he loved you just as much

both of you never wanted anything to change

but it did

chan changed

you changed because chan changed

and it was so so slow and excruciatingly painful

but you two parted

one happier than ever

one more broken than can be

or so you thought

Keep reading

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“Mark, there was no reason for you to do that!” Rose raises her arms and glares at her boyfriend, whom she was standing across from in his hotel room.

“Well, you shouldn’t have been flirting with Jackson, then!” He stares back, speaking up for the first time that evening.

Rolling her eyes, Rose sits down on the edge of his bed, putting down her purse to the side of the bedside stand. She glances at the digital clock, knowing that even if they leave now, they will be late to the scheduled afterparty, and she sighs, slumping onto the sheets.

“Flirting with Jackson, my ass,” she shoots Mark a look, who acts as if her words went unnoticed. “Mark, I’m dating you, why would I be talking to anyone else?”

“Who knows what you’re capable of!” He turns to her, his face reddening from the idea of his girl choosing another member besides him to spend time with. “It’s not like you can be fucking loyal, can you?”

“L-loyal? Excuse me?” Rose presses an arm to her chest as her eyes widen, unaware that Mark could have been thinking all of these things all along. She stands up  with her mouth agape, and sucks in a breath. “Loyal? Why don’t you look at yourself?”

“I don’t have to! I don’t flirt with my girlfriend’s friends!”

“Maybe you’re right, considering Jihye isn’t my friend.”

Jihye.

As soon as the name left Rose’s mouth, the atmosphere was still. Mark pressed his lips tightly into a line, and pressed his tongue to his upper teeth, not breaking eye contact with the girl.

“She’s a friend,” he says quietly yet sternly, his hands travelling from the air to his pockets.

“Friend, huh? Friend,” Rose repeats as she scoffs in amusement.

“Yes, a friend, who you have no business talking about,” Mark replies, as sombre as before, his words coming out like daggers into Rose’s skin.

She was at a loss. Without much to comment on or answer to, she began to head towards the door, yet a voice halted her movements before she could open it and escape.

“Don’t come to the party,” he practically orders, and Rose holds tighter onto the handle.

“Wasn’t planning on it,” she shoots back, and exists, leaving her purse standing near the bedside table.

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Dinner was at 7 that night, and Rose was getting ready with Mark in his room. Jackson popped in to remind them it was time to catch the cab to the restaurant, and once they arrived, instantly she was seated down with both of the boys on each side. 

Mark was evidently much more interested in catching up with his band members, like Youngjae, so naturally, Rose and Jackson found themselves talking about anything they could think of, from stage performances and fan meets, to piercings and tattoos, to soulmates and love. Mark had his eye on the duo, and bit his lip oftentimes to stop himself from making any remarks at Jackson stealing his girl for the night. Instead, he opted for having a harsh grip on the girl’s hand under the table, and squeezed it whenever he felt a small bubble of envy pop in his gut.

“Don’t you think it’s unfair that tattoos fade?” Jackson takes another bite of the garlic bread and turns to face Rose, and she shrugs.

“If it fades, it fades for a reason,” she mimicked the man’s actions. “Life doesn’t give second chances.” 

The listener nodded, taking in her words, and he glances down at his own two wrists, neither of which had any hint of a black mark on them.

It was at this point in the evening, when it was nearly time for dessert, when Mark announced that him and Rose would be going soon. Without much warning he stood up from the table - tugging his girlfriend with him - and bid his farewell to the boys, barely allowing Rose to do any talking.

“Mark, what the hell was that?” Rose whisper-shouts at the man, who was pulling her through the restaurant and out of the doors. He ignored her words, deciding to stay quiet for the time being, and ordered a cab, all of the actions earning several sighs and huffs from Rose.

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The train ride from Seoul to Busan didn’t last very long, and Rose was glad to be seated by Mark the entire time. The hotel was said to be good - full of celebrities and idols - and Rose would finally have the chance to meet the bandmates of her boyfriend whom she heard maybe a little too much about. 

As the arrived, her and Mark headed to the reception where the rest of the boys were already waiting to get their keys, and the girl got to have a good peek at how the members really looked in real life. Jackson instantly smiled at her and started a conversation, some of the other boys joining in as well. He took a liking to her immediately, and Mark seemed to notice that too, especially when Jackson was the only one to be focused so much on the girl that he forgot to pick up his key.

Much to Rose’s dismay, Mark was told to separate from his girlfriend and room by himself instead, only so that ‘causes of suspicion’ or ‘wanted rumors’ wouldn’t rise, and she earned a regretful half-smile from Jaebum and a shrug from Mark.

“I can see where they’d be coming from,” he said, taking his bags in his arms and waiting for Rose to do the same.

“Yeah, but it’s still a bummer,” she pouts at him, and looks down. Mark sighs, puts his items on the floor again and reaches into his pocket, taking one of the two hotel room keys and putting it into Rose’s pocket instead.

“Here,” he said. “Now you can at least pretend.”

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The sun bleaked through the glass as Rose and Mark were sitting in a cozy cafe, sharing a slice of carrot cake whilst enjoying two Lattes. This was a great rest after escaping a stampede of paparazzis that found the area in which the couple reside, and the escape was hectic. 

It’s been a week since the mishap between the two, and things have been flowing calmly. They’ve been affectionate, talkative, and appreciative of each other’s company, but Rose could sense some uncertainty in the air today.

“Mark, is everything alright?” She raised a brow, taking a sip of her coffee.

“Uh, yeah! Absolutely! Just…” he mimicked her actions and then cleared his throat. “There’s this thing..it’s like, sort of an event, and I was wondering if you would want to be my….plus one?”

With the nervous look that Mark shoots, she sees that he’s been meaning to ask this for some time.

“There’s also an afterparty..if you want to join..”

Party.

Message.

Jihye.

“Is it like a music thing?” She asks, posing to be nonchalant, and he nods and tells her that she’ll be able to meet the rest of the boys, too.

Am I as worthy as Jihye to attend?

Have I ever been as worthy as her?

“Sure, Mark, I’d love to come.”

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chapter 15: “to the moon and back”

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finally, april has landed in seoul, and was hurriedly walking out into the main hall of the airport with her luggage. going into the parking lot, she could hear cheers and screams as she spots a large crowd surrounding somebody; someone that was moving alongside seven other people.

it was minho with a bouquet of flowers in his hands, taking off his cap and sunglasses to welcome in the person he loved most.

nearly dropping her bags, april began to dash over to her boyfriend (with security nearly stopping her thinking she was a lunatic fan) who did the same, and they collided into each other’s arms, feeling the warmth they’ve both longed for for what seemed like an eternity.

after a few minutes of pressing her body into his, april turned away and greeted the other boys, saying hi to a few fans in the process.

~*~

“and they just let you come greet me like that?” april inhales the fresh air of the night as she spoke.

“barely, but yes,” minho chuckles, intertwining his fingers with hers. “took a lot of convincing and safety precautions, though.”

“i’m glad you did,” she blushed at the gesture, and squeezed minho’s hand.

the two were lying on the rooftop of the jyp building, their heads pressed against the cold, grey concrete, shoulders touching to contain at least a little heat between themselves.

chilly air nipped at the exposed bits of their skin, and they both held a constant grin in each other’s company.

just then, minho was struck with the realization that april was real, that she was right there beside him. they’ve met before, yes, but not like this, never like this.

there was nothing that could compare to this, and he was eternally grateful.

“you are the best thing that’s ever happened to me, april.”

the girl felt a redness flush over her cheeks at the words. giggling, not being able to take the comment. she rolled over onto her side to face minho, who was already doing that ages ago.

her eyes gazed over his features, outlining them instead of the stars up above, yet she considered this sight much more pleasant.

“i love you to the moon and back, baby,” she finally spoke, not noticing how a small tear rolled down her face.

this was real. his love for her was real.

“i love you too, darling,” he spoke in return, running a thumb over april’s face to wipe off the droplet, and leaned in to kiss her forehead.

and that’s how they stayed, staring at each other, lying under millions of stars as the world around them was in complete harmony, in complete and utter peace. months have passed before they realized that all they needed was each other, and that’s what they finally got.

minho loved april, and april loved minho, and that’s how it’ll always be.

the end.

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wattpad translations! - turkish

hello hello!

okay so, @ultiodidntwakeup​ has also asked to do wattpad translations of my reactions, and this time into Turkish!

I’m so glad that my writing gets this opportunity ahhh!! you guys are the best!

so anyways, please check out their writing and translations on wattpad <3 wattpad link: here and here! https://www.wattpad.com/story/199306864-stray-kids-reactions

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Dinner wasn’t as quiet as Rose expected, and she didn’t know whether to thank the universe or Mark for that. After awkwardly settling down to eat, Mark pressed play on a movie he had prepared to put on prior, and the pair watched the events playing out with amusement, making some comments about the characters and plot along the way. It felt joyous, and Mark’s words nearly fell out of her head during that time.

‘Because I love you,’ the sentence echoed every now and then, and she was brought back to reality, coughing into her closed palm each time. 

Was she uncomfortable? Relieved? Happy? Simply surprised? Whatever she felt, she realized it was special, and let her wandering thoughts lay at rest for the evening. 

“Listen, Rose-“ Mark cut himself off with a cough, halting stroking his hands through the girl’s hair just for a moment. “I’m really sorry, and I shouldn’t have spoken to you that way, and-“

Cutting the boy’s rambling off with a haste kiss, Rose smiled into it and pulled away, whispering an ‘I know’ to him before returning back into her position on his chest. She felt Mark smile above her, and couldn’t help but continue grinning herself. 

Couples fight all the time, she thought once more whilst cuddling into Mark. It was just one of those times. 

The movie carried on playing for about another hour, and during that time, Mark’s hands were often busy scrolling through his numerous notifications, and responding rapidly to messages that he managed to silence. 

Curiosity got the best of Rose, as it often did, and she shot a side glance to his phone screen that was laying on the couch’s arm. 

Another notification pops up.

Jihye so what was that party u were talking about?

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You have tagged several stories that have nothing to do with smut as smut... that’s completely different.

my blog is primarily (i presume) a smut blog, so it would make sense that i’m trying to attract that kind of audience.

either way, it’s my blog and that’s how i run it, and if there are any more issues feel free to discuss with me in the dm’s!

i’m not sure why you care but I appreciate your concern~

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You are misusing the tags, please do not tag things with something they don’t include just to get more views.

i’m sorry? i don’t really see how i’m misuing tags...

if this is in regards to how i tag my requests, then i do so so that they can be found easily since i include the link to the written request in my response ^_^

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Hi! I hope requests are open but if so, could I request a Stray Kids reaction of their s/o doing the TikTok trend of calling them “a friend,” thank you.

here it is! thank you for requesting, i hope you like it ^_^

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you call them a ‘friend’➔ skz

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pairing ━ stray kids x reader genre ━ fluff warnings ━ none~ summary ━ you’re doing the tik tok trend wherein you’re pretending to be on the phone and call them a ‘friend’ ↳ requested!

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─ • CHAN

honestly, he’d play up his reaction for you. you were in the car as you “picked up” the phone and begun the prank, and he felt it was suspicious for you to be on the phone with someone so suddenly. when you called him a friend, he’d gasp, placing a hand on his chest with widened eyes. he’d even try to fake cry in hopes to make you laugh and break the act.

“are you breaking up with me?”

─ • MINHO

minho would be in the middle of something, and the moment you called him a ‘friend’, he’d be frozen in place, watching you intently and making sure you noticed. as you struggled to to hold in a smile, minho would rise from his seat promptly and take a tissue off of the kitchen table, before playfully starting to walk towards you, mouthing threats that he’d make you eat it if you continued calling him that.

“watch your mouth, or you’ll end up like hyunjin! air fried!” 

─ • CHANGBIN

as soon as you said you were with a ‘friend”, changbin would bite his bottom lip and do that regretful smile he did whenever he was losing a game or being teased by the members, and exhaled sharply through his nose whilst looking at you.

“i thought we were better than this..” he’d comment, before both of you broke into giggles.

─ • HYUNJIN

when you said that “you weren’t busy” and were “at a friend’s house”, his head would tilt as he gasped at your words, dramatically overreacting and hoping you’d notice. you held your composure throughout the fake call and ended it, meanwhile hyunjin’s expression was frozen to the one he was holding at the start.

“i can’t believe you right now,” he’d joke as you couldn’t help but burst out laughing.

─ • HAN

as you pretended to pick up a call and talk with someone, mentioning that you were “just with a friend”, jisung’s eyes would widen up as his head would whip towards you, jaw on the verge of falling. when you started laughing and showed him that no one was on the other line, he’d aggressively huff and furrow his brows, pretending to ignore you for a few minutes after as you giggled at his pouty state.

“shush, i don’t want to talk to you anymore.” 

─ • FELIX

felix was in the middle of a game when you called, and as soon as you 'picked up' the call, he'd pause his game to listen in and quietly ask you who it is. you ignored him, and spoke out that you were “at a friend’s place” as felix instantly shot up from his position on the edge of the bed to face you, shaking his head with furrowed brows and a pout. 

“that’s wrong,” he’d whisper, and failing to continue the prank bringing him closer to kiss him on the cheek.

─ • SEUNGMIN

seungmin knew it was a joke the moment you said ‘friend’, and he’d waste no time tackling you to whichever surface was softest, pinning your arms and tickling you as he threatened jokingly. 

“take it back! take it back right now!

─ • JEONGIN

jeongin would think he did something wrong for his title to degrade from ‘boyfriend’ to ‘friend’. his eyes would instantly widen as he heard you call him that, and his mind would start racing regarding the possibilities of what he could’ve done.

“d-did i do something wrong?” he’d cautiously ask after your fake call ended, causing you to cup his cheeks and peck him on the lips with a giggle.

[honorguk]

chapter 14: “light year”

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“i think i’ve got everything,” huffs april to herself and puts her hands on her hips, examining the contents of the suitcase in front of her.

zipping it up, she replays the memories of a few days ago in her head, and soon reaches over to her laptop to find the email minho sent her. she clicks play on the mp3 once again and a sweet smile is spread over her lips at the idea that she’ll be able to hear that soothing voice of his in real life just in a few hours. 

they’ve waited for seemingly light years to reunite, and it was finally happening.

squealing, april jumps a little from excitement, but interrupts herself by going to the bathroom and checking for any toiletries she forgot to pack.

as she straightens herself out after bending over to check the bottom cupboard, she pauses her actions to look at herself in the mirror.

small waves of recollections of all the nasty and disheartening things that the “fans” have said started popping up again, but were instantly drowned out by the song still playing in the other room, with minho convincing her she is all he’s ever wanted.

she is enough. she will always be enough. it just took a little time for her to realize that.

“meaningless bastards,” she snickers under her breath and smirks at the view in front of her: a fit, fair-colored girl with bright eyes and an amazing character, one that so many thousands of people were envious of.

she is enough.

going back into the room, she looks at the suitcase again, turns off the computer and packs it into her carry-on backpack, as well as a charger and a notepad just in case. smiling to herself, she rests on the corner of her bed, and her fingers hurry to dial her boyfriend.