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Hiii, hru? Idk if ur taking requests but can i request a ryung-gu from tomorrow x fem grim reaper who's the directors daughter (so she kinda handles some work for her) so he calls her sunbaenim out of respect (and to hide the fact he is inlove w her) even tho she tells him him to call her noona and after they finally get together (they're also connected with the red string) they hide they're relationship but they fail miserably cuz ryung-gu is too obvious

Srry if it's too long or if ur not taking requests but i love your writing and hope ur not busy take care byee<33

✧:･ﾟThe Tip of the Threads → Lim Ryung-gu x reader ˚₊· ꒰💫꒱

꒰ 命 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 ꒱┊ Due to a shortage of reapers in the suicide prevention unit, the Director's daughter is assigned to a special mission. However, there is a challenge: Lim Ryung-gu.

꒰ 命 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 ꒱┊ Lim Ryung-gu x fem!reader

꒰ 命 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄 ꒱┊ fluff, comfort, ex lovers to friends, friends to lovers again, happy ending.

꒰ 命 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ꒱┊ mention of anxiety, death, depression, suicide, fighting, insults, possible trigger for some readers (?). English is not my first language! I apologize in advance for any grammatical and/or spelling mistakes.

Sunbaenim (선배님) is a Korean honorific term that refers to someone older or experienced, indicating respect and recognition of hierarchy.

꒰ 命 𝐖.𝐂 ꒱┊ 6,07k

꒰ 命 𝐀/𝐍 ꒱┊ I'm on a "project", so to speak, with the goal of answering all the Asks sent to me. So, if you've sent something to me, or want to send it, your time is now ☺️. I recently opened a taglist, so if you want to be added to it, let me know in the comments. :)

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I shake my leg frantically while gazing at the vast view outside the window. I felt a bit nervous, but I was more fearless than anything else. My eyes remain fixed on the door of the large, modern office when I hear someone enter.

I watch as my mother walks in with her usual sweet smile on her lips. She hands me the small box of flavored milk, gently ruffles my hair, and sits at her main desk. She observes me patiently as I approach her.

"What brings you here again, dear?"

"You know very well what I want."

A nearly bored sigh escapes her lips. She momentarily stops writing the paperwork, putting the pen down to give me her full attention.

"We've already talked about this—"

"Okay, Mom! I know, but please, hear me out this time."

I pause for a few seconds, waiting for her reaction. When I notice she's listening, I continue.

"I've already helped many new recruits from various divisions here at Jumadeung. Now, I want to help more grim reapers, but in the field. I want to help save souls, Mom."

I plead, feeling too tired to argue. For the past few months, I've been feeling somewhat useless at Jumadeung. People have always seen me as "the director's daughter," and that has always bothered me. I wanted them to see me as someone who worked hard to get where I am, someone who contributes to the greater good through capability and teamwork.

That's why, for months, I observed all of Jumadeung's teams and divisions and realized that one needed help more than the others. The suicide prevention division lacked new recruits, people willing to go out into the field to help those in need.

However, due to all the prejudice against the team's only members, no one wanted to join something like that. But not me. Since the team was established, I've admired them, even if I never had the chance to express it.

Now, I feel I owe it to the company and to all those who need my help, regardless of external criticism.

"My daughter, I've already explained this to you. The suicide prevention team is no easy task. Aside from being a time-consuming and specialized job, I don't want you to feel frustrated by all the criticism, even though I don't give credit to baseless words."

"I don't care about them. I don't care about criticism, Mom. I can handle it, I promise. If I can't, I give you my word you'll never have to let me into the field again."

She seems to consider my words, looking deeply into my eyes. My words might have been a bit extreme, but I know I won't regret them in the future.

"... Alright. I'll send the proposal to Miss Goo Ryeon."

A sincere smile crosses my face, my heart racing with happiness. I bow quickly in gratitude, a sigh of relief and joy escaping my lips.

"Thank you so much."

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I place the box on the small table, dust visibly swirling around me, but I’m sure I’ll get used to it. Carefully, I take my belongings out of the box and sit down in my chair.

When I lift my gaze, I notice everyone watching my every move, perhaps waiting for an announcement or just intrigued. Goo Ryeon is the first to break the silence, her always calm and peaceful voice filling the room.

"So, you’ve wanted to join the team for a while now?"

She looks at me with a hint of suspicion, perhaps a trace of judgment behind her eyes, but she quickly relaxes, settling comfortably in her chair.

"Welcome, Miss Yoon," she says, offering me a faint smile. "But know that we have a lot of work to do."

I smile enthusiastically. I’m ready for whatever comes my way.

I glance at Mr. Choi beside me, who greets me with his cheerful and sweet tone. As I laugh at his enthusiasm, my eyes meet those of Lim Ryung-gu. He simply nods in greeting, not saying a word.

Lim Ryung-gu was a familiar face to me. I’m nearly a hundred years older than him, so I was there when the slender young man with brown curls walked through Jumadeung’s doors, completely scared and confused.

The first time I saw him, I immediately knew he would be my downfall. My breathing quickened, my heart skipped a beat, and I became utterly lost in thought whenever I was near him.

For years, I tried to get closer to him, but his cold, neutral gaze always kept me at a distance. He never spoke more than conventional phrases or polite greetings that further pushed me away.

Still, I never stopped trying. I always treated him as kindly, warmly, and respectfully as possible, careful not to overstep his boundaries.

I watch him as he skillfully and quickly works on the computer. He’s grown a lot since joining the team. I can’t help but notice his soft strands, now dyed blonde, falling subtly over his forehead, as his tongue grazes his reddened lips in a sign of deep concentration. He’s beautiful.

My thoughts are interrupted by the sharp, synchronized sounds of our phones vibrating on the table. We all look at each other, and I can feel the nervousness starting to flow through me. My first mission.

"Alright, ma’am, the person in question is Min Taekwon, twenty-three years old." Ryung-gu’s soft yet firm voice fills the room as he explains the basic details of the case.

"Okay, let’s go. We need to move." Straightening my posture, I follow the others, leaving last.

"Don’t be nervous, sunbaenim. It’ll all be okay." Ryung-gu slows his steps as we leave the office, whispering comforting words to me. I try not to let my surprise show as I smile at him gratefully.

"Thank you." He doesn’t respond, but his gaze glimmers with an unfamiliar feeling as he walks away, acting as though nothing happened.

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I carefully observe the youthful-looking man lying unconscious on a hospital bed. His body is covered in bruises that send chills down my spine. He had undoubtedly endured tremendous pain for his skin to take on such a greenish-purple hue.

I sigh, intrigued, diverting my gaze to my new teammates, who were seriously assessing the situation.

“What happened to him?” I ask, genuinely curious, my voice betraying a mix of curiosity and pity.

“He had an accident while trying to save his sister from drowning in a river. Apparently, she was being chased by a man who pushed her into the water in an attempt to kill her. He probably fought with the man, but the guy fled, and the sister ended up drowning,” Ryung-gu explains, his gaze filled with pity. I could tell he sympathized with the man’s pain of losing someone so important.

“They were twins abandoned at an orphanage when they were children, but his sister was adopted by a British family who lived in Korea for a few years before deciding to return to their home country. This separated the siblings, and they lost contact over the years,” Goo Ryeon elaborates, giving us insight into the root of the problem so we could approach the situation with a deeper understanding of the man’s life.

“He didn’t know his sister’s whereabouts but searched for her for years, even without knowing she was in a foreign country,” she continues as we all listen attentively. “He recently managed to find her after years of searching, as she had returned to Korea to attend a prestigious university.” She sighs, her next words heavy with sorrow, adding a weighty, knowing atmosphere to the room.

“But unfortunately, he lost her so quickly, making the years he spent searching for her feel like a futile effort.”

My chest tightens at the man’s heartbreaking story. Someone so young should be enjoying life, not carrying such unbearable pain that was beyond his control.

“Wow… that must have been so hard for him. I don’t know if I could handle it alone after living my life with someone identical to me,” Mr. Choi says, shaking his head, as though trying to picture the situation from his perspective.

I nod, agreeing with his words. “Being brutally separated from the only person who truly understands you in such an unfair world must be too heavy a burden to bear,” I whisper softly, my tone lined with a quiet anguish, as if the situation evoked a strange and nostalgic ache in me—something I almost understood on a deeper level.

Before anyone could say more, a sharp, repetitive beeping sound filled the air. Ryung-gu pressed a button on his watch, glancing at Goo Ryeon as though silently explaining himself. She merely nodded, granting him permission to leave.

Before turning away, his bittersweet gaze meets mine, and I feel an inexplicable internal suffocation. I wish I could understand why my body reacted so strangely to his presence—his mere existence seemed to stir sensations in me, both foreign and oddly familiar.

“Alright, we’ll stay here until he wakes up. We need to ensure he doesn’t do anything rash while we’re not watching,” Goo Ryeon says, prompting Mr. Choi and me to nod in agreement. We then disperse to wait in the corridor outside Min Taekwon’s room.

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A few hours had passed since we arrived at the hospital, and it was already the afternoon of the following day. When we heard that Min Taekwon had woken up, we stayed on high alert for any suspicious movements he might make. Still, all of us couldn’t hide our surprise at the way he cheerfully and politely interacted with the nurses and doctors, looking as if he had just awakened from a rejuvenating beauty sleep.

“Isn’t this a bit strange? He just lost his sister and went through a severe accident trying to save her, yet here he is, smiling brightly at the staff,” I comment, confused by the situation, unsure if I’d ever be strong enough to maintain such a convincing facade.

“... We all have different ways of dealing with pain, and some people try to escape their mind’s oppression by hiding their struggles,” Ryung-gu’s low voice suddenly answers from behind me, sending shivers down my spine as his calm tone reverberates within me.

“Oh!... Good morning, Ryung-gu.”

“Thank goodness you’re here, Mr. Lim! Hey, you wouldn’t mind grabbing some coffee for us, would you?” Mr. Choi speaks in a drawn-out, tired tone, practically begging Ryung-gu with puppy-dog eyes as he shifts uncomfortably in the hospital chair.

“He’s got a point; after sitting here for hours doing nothing, a little boost would be nice. Miss Yoon, why don’t you go with him to help carry the coffee back?” I glance between Ryung-gu and her, nodding silently before walking alongside him out of the hospital.

The walk wasn’t long since the café wasn’t far from the hospital. A quiet silence settled between us—not uncomfortable, but perhaps cowardly, as neither of us seemed brave enough to start a conversation.

I still felt that strange sensation whenever I was near him, and I could sense he felt it too. Even though his rigid posture betrayed no emotion, something about him made me believe there was much more beneath his stoic exterior.

We stood in line until it was our turn to order, Ryung-gu stepping up to place the request.

“Three Americanos and one pineapple-mint tea, please.”

I looked at him in surprise as we walked to sit and wait for our order. Ryung-gu gazed at the passersby outside the window, his expression distant, leaving me wondering what was on his mind. Without realizing it, I had been staring at him, lost in thought.

“How… how did you know I don’t like coffee?” I finally asked, breaking the silence. His eyes widened slightly, and I could see the faint flicker of surprise behind his composed demeanor. He seemed to wrestle with his thoughts, perhaps asking himself the same question I had just posed to him.

But then, after a moment of pondering, he met my gaze confidently, his tone clear and smooth despite the inner turmoil he likely felt. “You always decline whenever a coworker offers you coffee, sunbaenim. And you keep tea bags in your desk at the office, so I guessed that was your favorite flavor.”

This time, I was the one struggling to stay calm. My heart raced uncontrollably, and my face flushed slightly. It was strange to think he had noticed such trivial habits of mine, but it was proof of his attentiveness toward me. I sighed, a faint, embarrassed smile forming on my lips.

“You know… come to think of it, we’ve worked together for so many years, long enough to consider ourselves close. You don’t need to be so formal with me, Ryung-gu. You can call me Noona—I don’t mind skipping the formalities, you know.”

For the first time in years, Ryung-gu showed something I had never seen before—a faint blush spreading across his face. It made him even more attractive, and the fact that he tried to hide it by forcing a cough and averting his gaze, all while maintaining his composure, was both endearing and unforgettable to witness.

Before Ryung-gu could respond, his name was called, signaling that our order was ready.

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I carefully analyze the environment, observing each detail of the simple yet cozy decor. The various framed photos with two smiling children's faces were spread throughout the entire house. The soft scent of lavender and the meticulously arranged surroundings were almost satisfying to see.

Five days had passed since Min Taekwon was discharged from the hospital, but despite his brief rest, he chose not to follow the doctor's note, returning to work early at his job as a photojournalist.

Obviously, he wasn't mentally stable enough to return so quickly to his routine environment, causing him to have a psychological breakdown after seeing the knife on the dining table in the office where he worked. He locked himself in the bathroom to try to calm his panic attack. We disguised ourselves as employees of the company, so Ryung-gu managed to get into the bathroom to try to help him, but didn't get good results when Min Taekwon simply emerged from the bathroom with his usual forced smile, with even more percentages of the app falling into the reddish color.

Goo Ryeon then sent Mr. Choi and me to Min Taekwon's apartment, hoping we could find something about him that would help us get closer and understand him even more.

I decided to search his room while Mr. Choi searched the rest of the house. Like the rest of the apartment, everything was perfectly clean and organized, probably he has some tendency towards cleanliness or something like that.

I searched through his drawers, wardrobe, boxes, but all I found were things related to his work or personal documents. It's strange to imagine that he spent so much time dedicating his life to his job, without being able to focus his mind on anything else without succumbing to dismay.

I sighed despondently after an incessant search with no results. I sat on the bed to gather my thoughts. I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket, but as I tried to pick it up, it slipped from my hand, falling to the floor.

I crouched down to pick up the phone and answered the call. Ryung-gu's voice seemed like just background noise to me as I carefully observed the eye-catching black leather padded folder underneath the bed.

— Hello? Did you guys find anything? - Ryung-gu asked curiously, his voice showing anxiety because of my silence.

— Um… Ryung-gu, I think I found something. - I spoke slowly, picking up the folder and placing it on the bed. I put the phone next to me on speakerphone so I could check the contents of the folder calmly.

— Well? Did you find anything useful that we can use? - Ryung-gu asked again, but I still didn't give him any answer. This time, though, the reason was much more serious. I felt my throat tighten as my eyes widened in shock.

With trembling hands, I hesitantly held the Polaroids. From the blurry image, I imagine it must have been taken very quickly, and from the distance, definitely in a discreet manner. In all the photos, I could see Min Taekwon's sister doing something totally unaware that she was being watched.

Drinking coffee in the afternoon with friends, doing grocery shopping, going on a date with a young and handsome guy. Everything—everything—she did in her daily life was in that folder. My stomach churned in a strange way, and this was definitely bad. I felt a deep anguish invade my being, and tears threatened to overflow in my eyes as my breathing became irregular. This was hitting me more deeply than it should, and I didn't know why.

Looking deeper, unfortunately, I found even more evidence of this grotesque act. There were dozens of screenshots from her social media, with photos and locations she passed through, all annotated on sheets attached to each print. There was a small notebook the same color as the folder, I see a well-crafted handwriting and I can only think about how scheming this guy is, and it makes me nauseous.

In the content of the small notebook, there were notes about times and places, explaining all the content of the photos. He also wrote thoughts about how much he thought she had grown and become healthy, how much he hated her “petty” boyfriend, according to his notes.

A pressure takes over my head, and feeling dizzy and disoriented, I try to get up from the bed but end up stumbling and hitting my head on the floor. Mr. Choi rushes into the room upon hearing the sound of my head hitting the ground, “HEY! NO! Please, wake up. Stay with me—please…” that's the last thing I hear before losing consciousness completely.

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“Hey, wake up.” A male voice whispered softly beside me, his fingers gently caressing my scalp, which made me open my eyes. My eyelids slightly contracted due to the bright light hitting my face.

With my vision still a bit blurred, I tried to focus my gaze on the slender young man beside me, a tender smile appearing on his face, bringing a nostalgic sense of comfort.

“Dear, we need to go. We don’t have much time.” He spoke, and after everything finally took shape in my field of vision, I realized it was Ryung-gu lying beside me on a small patch of lush grass in the middle of a vast field of roses.

The face definitely belonged to Ryung-gu that I knew, but he looked different, with more natural hair and clothing very old-fashioned, like from the Joseon Dynasty, very similar to the one I was wearing, though his clothes were more worn out.

He helped me to stand up, holding my hands tightly and pulling me deeper into the field. He ran ahead of me, looking back with a bright, gentle smile—something very different from what I was used to. I ran after him, trying to catch up, but suddenly he disappeared from my sight through a dark door standing still in the middle of the field.

Suddenly, a chill ran through my body; the sky that was once bright and clear was suddenly cloudy and dark. I felt a fear weighing on my heart, tingling and trembling in my hands and legs. I swallowed hard, and before I could process anything, my legs walked on their own towards the dark.

It was dark. It was night. Some lanterns faintly illuminated the cobbled street, some drops trickling from the roofs of the houses after the rain had stopped just a little while ago.

I was standing in the middle of a narrow, small street, overwhelmed by curiosity and awe as I looked around. Hearing frantic footsteps, I looked to the side where Ryung-gu's robe disappeared around the corner.

I ran desperately after him but found nothing, yet I felt like I shouldn’t stop. The footsteps that had been ahead of me, at that moment, I felt them behind me, but I subconsciously knew they didn’t belong to Ryung-gu’s steps.

I tried to run even more, knowing my legs didn’t have much strength left after traveling such a long distance. I wasn’t paying attention to where exactly I was running because I just had the feeling that I needed to do this.

Totally scattered and disoriented, I ended up getting cornered in a dead-end street, surrounded only by some ancient goods from merchants. When I stopped, the noise that was chasing me did the same—a shadow hovering over me. My eyes closed, and a solitary tear fell, my body trembling uncontrollably.

I turned slowly, and before I could see the face of the one chasing me, a stunning pain seared into my abdomen. The blade glimmering under the bright light of a full moon reflected in my eyes as I fell to the ground.

I didn’t know if my vision was blurred by the pain or by the tears, but even with my limited vision, I could see my assailant suddenly move when another blade from a sword grazed his right arm.

With the dizziness I felt from the lack of air in my lungs, I couldn’t process much of what was happening around me, but I could see when the assailant managed to flee abruptly.

Seconds later, strong arms gently lifted me into his lap, which would be a comfortable position if I weren’t in so much pain.

“N-no! No, no, no! Please, open your eyes… please…” As I heard his voice, the thought that I would miss his sweet and eloquent tone that I loved so much quickly crossed my mind, almost as if someone was thinking for me.

“Dear— I’m sorry! I’m sorry for leaving, but please, stay with me just this once…” he tried to speak through tears, but his irregular breathing and the tears wetting his face prevented him from speaking clearly.

I placed my hand over the one he was trying to stop the bleeding with, gently caressing his hand with my thumb, filled with pain mixed with tenderness.

“I—I… I…” My voice was weak and very faint, and Ryung-gu cried even more upon hearing it this way.

“No— p-please. Don’t say anything, I—I’ll get you out of here.”

Making the maximum effort I could, I held his face while wiping his tears, his tears now mixed with a crimson red of my blood.

“I… I love you… I… I’m so sorry.”

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— Look, I don’t know. I just got here, and she fainted, so I brought her here immediately. - Mr. Choi’s voice was filled with desperation as I felt him pacing back and forth.

— Calm down, she’s already waking up, look there. - I heard Miss Goo Ryeon trying to calm him. I slowly opened my eyes and only then realized that I was lying on the sofa in one of Jumadeung’s rooms, but my attention was redirected when I felt fingers gently caressing my right hand.

— It’s okay, stay calm. - Ryung-gu helped me sit up slowly, supporting a hand on my back as he let go of my hand to wipe away the tears that were running unnoticed down my face. My eyes fixed on Ryung-gu’s gaze, which held a mix of emotions I couldn’t describe but definitely touched my heart. Even as he futilely tried to wipe them away, the tears wouldn’t stop falling. Memories of the dream I had flooded my mind, but I couldn’t express my emotions in words, not physically.

Internally, I felt an overwhelming desire to hug him, and I couldn’t even distinguish why. How can I say it was just a dream when all the emotions felt so vivid on my skin?

Before I could say anything to him, I was interrupted by Mr. Choi’s dramatic sobbing as he sat down next to me, resting his hand on my shoulder.

— Please, don’t do this again! You scared me half to death. - I smiled faintly at him, returning the squeeze of his hand on my shoulder.

— It’s all okay now. I mean, as much as it can be… what I found in there was at least disturbing. - They all nodded silently in agreement that they were aware of the situation.

— What you found was just the tip of the iceberg. - Miss Goo Ryeon spoke cautiously, choosing her words with care. — Mr. Choi and I will handle this for now, but you need to pull yourself together, Miss Yoon, this situation was clearly too stressful for you. Lim Ryung-gu, can you stay with her here in Jumadeung? We need to deal with this situation as quickly as possible, but we can’t work with you in this state.

— Yes, ma’am. Please keep us updated on everything that happens. - Ryung-gu responded, watching Miss Goo Ryeon and Mr. Choi leave to deal with the situation.

As soon as they left, I tried to get up, determined to clear all the doubts in my mind. However, I was quickly stopped by Ryung-gu, who gently held my arms, making me sit back on the sofa.

— Where do you think you’re going? You need to rest, you’re not okay at all. Do you know how worried I was about you? - I stayed silent, his words catching me off guard. — I mean, all of us were really worried about you. You just passed out and almost hurt your head.

— I’m already feeling better. I… I need to handle something, so I think it’s better if you don’t stop me.

— Then I’m coming with you. - He stood firmly in front of me, looking at me with concern, reminding me of his tear-streaked face in my memories. I remembered, Ryung-gu…

— Okay, then.

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I quickly walked out of the elevator leading directly to my mother’s office. The first place I thought might be helpful was the library of past life memories records, but nothing was listed in the system about my past life, nor Ryung-gu’s. The boy followed me, confused but not questioning anything. Despite looking confused, I felt a distant glimmer of knowledge behind his eyes.

As a last resort, I imagined that the only person who could help us was her. Mysterious and quiet, but she was the only one who knew everything that happened in Jumadeung.

I didn’t bother knocking on the door, just pulled Ryung-gu inside quickly, startling him a bit with my anxious actions.

— Who dares-

— Mom, we need to talk. - She looked at us a little surprised, and a bit of anger appeared on her face, but her expression relaxed when she saw our joined hands. She got up from her chair, letting out a slight sigh before speaking:

— So the moment has come... Please, make yourselves comfortable. - she gestured to the sofa, sitting down in front of us.

— What’s going on, Noona? You got weird since you saw those pictures. - Ryung-gu squeezed our joined hands a little tighter.

— Mom, Ryung-gu… While I was unconscious, I had a dream. Actually, it was a memory, possibly from my last past life. - They both listened attentively, Ryung-gu more curious and my mom patient.

— In this memory, I saw Ryung-gu. And we were... Together. But then everything went dark and cold, and it was so real. The blade, the blood, the crying... It was so real to have just been a dream. - I felt Ryung-gu shudder beside me, releasing my hand as he ran a hand through his hair, leaning his elbows on his knees, sighing heavily.

— Dear, I think it’s time to tell you an old story. A long time ago, there was a young lady and a young man. This lady was the heiress to a powerful fortune from a foreign family who came to Korea to establish power relations. The boy, on the other hand, was a poor boy, but very intelligent and sharp. Through a chance meeting they had, they ended up falling in love from a young age and kept their relationship a secret for a long time. They were soulmates separated by fate. - I listened intently to everything, but I glanced away as I noticed tears streaming down Ryung-gu’s face, which he tried to hide behind his hands.

— The lady’s family, discovering her involvement with someone from a lower class, found it unacceptable. It would be a shame for the family’s reputation if they knew about such barbarity, they thought. However, a rival family, hearing these rumors, took advantage of the moment of weakness during one of the lady’s escapes, and cruelly exploited the situation, brutally murdering the young lady.

— You... You knew about this, Ryung-gu? - I swallowed hard, waiting for the response from the taller figure beside me. His face was completely taken over by tears, sobs and gasps accompanied his disjointed speech, my heart squeezing with the sight, my own tears following down my face.

— I- I didn’t know it was you. My memory was confused; I was afraid to say something and have you hate me. Forgive me, Jagiya. I couldn’t risk you forgetting about me, hating me.

— How could you, Ryung-gu! You’ve been ignoring your feelings, our relationship all because of pure fear?! - At this point, we were both standing facing each other, both with confused and mixed emotions, not knowing how to express ourselves in the face of such sudden revelations.

— Please, calm down! - My mom spoke in an altered tone, making me shift my attention to her. — He’s right, my daughter, you didn’t let me finish the story. When you arrived here in Jumadeung, the first thing you asked for was to forget your pain. You chose to follow this path, and if Ryung-gu reminded you of your past life, the thread that connects your souls could break, as it would be considered a breach of the pact.

The shock took over my body, and by impulse, I sat down crying on the sofa. All I could do was cry. For relief, for sadness, for fear. Arms instantly surrounded me, Ryung-gu’s warm breath comforting not just my skin but also my inner self. I needed his embrace, I needed him.

— I think I should leave you alone... - I heard the office door close, feeling more at ease in Ryung-gu’s presence alone.

— I’m sorry, Ryung-gu! I’m sorry for forgetting about you... I’m sorry for not doing enough. It must have been hard for you to bear all alone this time.

— It’s not your fault. Never apologize for something that was beyond your control. I understand why you did it, and I don’t blame you, it was just your way of dealing with the pain.

— Thank you for not forgetting me, Ryung-gu. - I hugged him as close as I could, wrapping myself in his warmth and forgetting all worries, remembering all the moments from the past when his arms were a comfort to me. All the times he wiped my tears, helped me deal with family issues even while facing his own difficulties. He was always there for me and for me, and now the time had come for me to return all the love and care he had given me since our past lives.

— No matter how much time passes or how many lives we have, I’ll never let our thread disconnect, you hear me? - He held my face, looking deeply into my eyes with a burning gaze. And after so many tears of pain and longing, I finally allowed myself to lovingly unite our lips. It was calm, gentle, and sweet, wrapped in love and nostalgia, our need and thirst for each other feeding the desire to be united, connected.

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— He what? - I asked completely stunned by such revelation.

— Exactly. - Goo Ryeon affirms Mr. Choi’s statement, who looked as surprised as I was. - Min Taekwon was actually stalking her for months, completely distorting his admiration for your sister into a pure, unhealthy obsession. He was stalking her without revealing his identity, but when he found out she was going to get married and move back to Europe, he killed her brother-in-law. When her sister went to offer condolences at the memorial she made by the river for her ex-fiancé, he confronted her, revealing his true intentions, and in the rush and adrenaline of the moment, he tried to attack her. She tried to defend herself, but because he was much stronger than her, she ended up stumbling, and both of them fell into the river.

— She didn’t survive, but he did. When he woke up, he felt strong regret for what he had done, so he wished to go with her.

Ryung-gu and I stared at each other in shock at the true story that Goo Ryeon told us.

— So, he was the real culprit behind everything all this time? - Ryung-gu asked, for the first time appearing so surprised.

— He eventually turned himself in to the police after realizing his apartment had been ransacked. There’s nothing more we can do; it was his choice. - Mr. Choi explains, sitting down in his chair.

— Wow!.. I was expecting everything except something like this. I guess not everything that appears is the truth.

— Yeah... - Goo Ryeon returns to her desk, probably writing about the case to file away.

— But changing the subject, you two have been looking pretty happy lately. Did Mr. Lim finally accept your love for Miss Yoon? - Joon-Woong leans his hands on his chin, looking at our direction with a smile. Ryung-gu takes a step back, clearing his throat awkwardly, going back to his desk. I follow the same steps, sitting down embarrassed at my desk, my face hot and probably very pink.

— Don’t worry, you make a great couple! I’m sure Mrs. Goo Ryeon agrees with me, isn’t that right, boss? - He speaks jokingly, receiving a warning look from Ryung-gu and only silence from Goo Ryeon, who just shows a small, discreet smile.

— Quiet down, kid. Lost your mind or something?! - Ryung-gu throws a pen at Joon-Woong, who complains, rubbing the spot where he was hit.

— Hey, I’m just messing around. No need to be aggressive, okay?!

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✧:･ﾟLet the Rain Wash Away → Yang Jungwon x reader ˚₊· ꒰🌦️꒱

꒰ 命 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 ꒱┊ she needed some time to herself, but Jungwon reminds her that she will never be alone.

꒰ 命 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 ꒱┊ Yang Jungwon x fem!reader

꒰ 命 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄 ꒱┊ pain to comfort, sad thoughts, Jungwon comforting reader, happy ending.

꒰ 命 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ꒱┊ self-deprecating thoughts (?), can be read as Jungwon friend or boyfriend. English is not my first language! I apologize in advance for any spelling and/or grammatical errors.

꒰ 命 𝐖.𝐂 ꒱┊1,02k

꒰ 命 𝐀/𝐍 ꒱┊ I'm having writer's block, so I made something short. Enjoy reading! :) 🤍

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A tired sigh leaves my lips as I finally sit down on the bench I spent several minutes searching for. The square is empty because of the heavy rain that has been falling all day.

I rest the umbrella on the edge of the bench to my right, feeling the thick drops bathe my entire body. I don't care about my soaked clothes or the possibility of catching a cold.

I close my eyes and take a deep breath. It seems that when I’m alone, all my senses are heightened: the rain beating heavily on the leaves of the trees, the smell of the earth that inevitably settles in the air. Many people hate the rain and often associate it with bad things—perhaps because it’s cold, lonely, and, well... wet.

But for me, the sound of rain is one of the best white noises to listen to in moments of stress. I think rain is necessary. Without it, many of the flowers and green plants people love to admire on sunny days wouldn’t have life. They would wither in the heat. It’s cold, but necessary. It’s wet, but just right.

Someone passing by might find me strange right now. I probably look like a lunatic or a pothead. But I’m just lonely. Maybe that’s why I love the rain so much—it gives me the chance to take time for myself, to free my mind from worries, and to focus solely on my inner self.

I’ve never had time to truly pay attention to myself because I was always busy putting on a facade to please the people around me. A girl who is always happy, friendly, polite, and intelligent. But I’m not just that.

I’m fragile, insecure, fearful, and, surprisingly, not that intelligent. Yet I can’t be myself outwardly, because the people I admire most might turn away from me, disappointed.

One thing I’ve realized in these moments of self-reflection is that fear paralyzes us. I’m so afraid of exposing how I feel, of being who I really am, that I can’t fully live. My thoughts feel disorganized, so I can’t bring myself to share them with the world.

Sometimes, I just wish I could retreat from society to sort out my emotions and understand myself as a human being. This is definitely one of those times.

Everything became too much for me—my studies, my family, the people I thought were my friends. I couldn’t handle it anymore, so I grabbed my umbrella and got on the first bus that appeared. It brought me to this beautiful square full of trees and vibrant flowers. Even in the rain, I admired it.

I had no strength left for anything else, so I let the rain wash away my silent tears. It was all I needed—to cry.

I tried to hold back the sobs, but everything I’d been bottling up for days, even weeks, finally poured out. As the minutes passed, I felt a little short of breath, but my chest grew lighter. My mind went blank, and I thanked God for the silence around me.

For a while, I kept my eyes closed, until I realized the rain was no longer falling on me, though I could still hear it. When I lifted my head, I met the sweetest, most concerned eyes I’d ever seen.

Jungwon was holding an umbrella over us, panting as though he’d run a marathon. I wanted to lower my head and pretend nothing was happening, but I couldn’t tear my gaze from his delicate, beautiful features.

His eyes captivated me in a way no one else’s ever had, and his presence was the greatest comfort I’d ever felt from another human being.

“What are you doing here? I’ve been looking everywhere for you,” he said, his voice breaking with his labored breaths. He quickly recovered and sat next to me. I couldn’t bring myself to answer. Embarrassed, I looked away.

He handed me the umbrella, then took off his jacket and draped it over my shoulders.

“Look at you. You’re completely soaked. I hope you don’t catch a cold,” he murmured, taking the umbrella back and pulling me into a gentle sideways hug, letting me rest my head on his shoulder. We stayed like that for a long time, saying nothing. Words weren’t necessary.

“When… when you need to let it all out, you don’t have to run away like this, okay? Call me. No matter what I’m doing, I’ll come to you. And if you really need to escape your problems for a while, I’ll escape with you.” His voice was soft and full of sincerity, bringing tears to my eyes again.

“I’m sorry, Jungwon...” I buried my face in the crook of his neck, clinging to him awkwardly. “I just needed some time away from everything. I’m sorry for making you worry.”

I felt him press a tender kiss to the top of my head as he stroked my hair.

“You don’t need to apologize for being tired. I understand. Everyone needs a break sometimes. I just want you to know you’re not alone, okay? Promise me you’ll reach out to me next time.”

I nodded silently, still hiding my face. Jungwon gently lifted my chin so I’d look at him. His encouraging smile lit up his face, and I couldn’t help but return it, even if mine was smaller.

“I’ll always be here for you. Don’t forget that.” He leaned in and kissed my cheek, a small gesture overflowing with care.

“I’ll never forget. Thank you so much.” I wrapped my arms around him, wishing he could stay by my side forever.

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Every day it’s getting harder to find chapters without all the NSFW stuff. Like, when did a fan reading community turn into a low-key porn site? 🤷‍♀️

#nsfw #kpop #skz smut #kpop smut

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✧:･ﾟFlower Wreath → Lee Felix x reader ˚₊· ꒰🌼꒱

꒰ 命 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 ꒱┊ You spend a quiet afternoon with your boyfriend, distracting him from all the difficulties of his career…

꒰ 命 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 ꒱┊Lee Felix x fem!reader

꒰ 命 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄 ꒱┊cute, soft, comfort, established relationship, sweet moments between couple, anxiety, hate (directed by “fans”), happy ending

꒰ 命 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ꒱┊ Felix is sad, but everything gets better later :)

꒰ 命 𝐖.𝐂 ꒱┊1,2k

꒰ 命 𝐀/𝐍 ꒱┊a short chapter I pulled out of the back of my mind. I hope I can get more random inspiration more often. At the request of a reader, I opened a taglist, so let me know if you want to be on it too! English is not my first language. Have a good read. :)

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It was almost 5:00 pm, but you didn't mind still being there. The breeze was cool because of the late afternoon, despite the warm sunlight hitting your faces. His head was resting on Felix's lap, while he rested his back against the trunk of the large tree in the field, a centuries-old oak that was the main attraction of that place.

Having alone time as a couple was essential for the two of you, especially during difficult times. Recently, Felix has been receiving a wave of unnecessary hate for unfounded reasons. Even though he knew he wasn't wrong, Felix still felt sad about disappointing his “fans”.

Taking a moment like this, away from society, is essential for the development of your relationship and self-knowledge. The sound of the country breeze and the soft sounds of rural animals is much less chaotic compared to the chaos of city life. The air is cleaner, the weather is cooler and the sun is gentler. It all makes for a perfect outing.

You look Felix in the eyes, and he returns your gaze with his sweet and typical smile, which is responsible for brightening your days so much. However, today specifically, his smile was not as bright as usual. Sometimes you wonder if the city's pollution is due to the large mass of carbon dioxide in the atmosphere or if it is because of the level of toxicity in the relationships that people have with each other.

Felix was always a ray of sunshine, but even the thickest clouds could overshadow the brightest glow in the sky. You were here to make sure the storm passed quickly, so he could shine radiantly again.

“Do you know why I enjoy these moments with you so much?”

Felix looks away from your face, to look out at the horizon, shaking his head silently. “Why?”

“Because these are moments when you don't need to force a smile to make strangers happy. These are moments when you smile because you feel happy, and if you are happy, then I can be at peace.”

He watches your gaze fondly, gratitude and affection for you written all over his face. Felix has always been understanding and has always been available to be a kind of support for the people he loves. He never had a problem with sharing his burdens with him, but he would never do that to you. Not that he doesn't trust you, but he didn't want to show weakness.

He feels that in order for him to maintain a healthy and stable relationship with people, they don't need Felix's weaknesses to be exposed.

Felix's name has been shared in the media in recent weeks in a not-so-good way. Of course, it was common for small misunderstandings to alarm haters, but it was as if every little gesture he made in front of the media was never right.

He didn't want to seem ungrateful to the true stays who supported him so much, so he just apologized tirelessly even though he hadn't done anything purposeful or truly tragic to make it happen.

You realized this was affecting you when you noticed that your post-workout fatigue and muscle tension weren't entirely linked to physical exertion alone. Felix was mentally and emotionally exhausted. You could see through him the tears he tried to hold back whenever you hugged him, assuring him that you would never leave him.

Planning outings outside of the routine was almost like her job in her relationship with Felix. Taking Felix's focus away from the harsh reality was your goal, you saw this outing as an escape from all his problems, even if only for a few hours.

Of course, you understood his relevant schedule, so you calculated when his next day off would be, asking if he would be available to spend time with you. He didn't deny it, of course, and you felt relieved that he didn't want to stay tucked under the warm covers of his room, lost in self-deprecating thoughts.

You packed his favorite snacks, made a road trip playlist of his favorite songs, and you hit the road. The journey was smooth and the conversation was light, but the feeling of tiredness in his forced smile was palpable.

His heart sank at this.

You arrived early in the afternoon at the desired place, which was green and full of vegetation and had a beautiful lake with some cute little ducks. You tried to distract him as much as possible with your lame jokes and cheesy pick-up lines, which worked for a while.

He wasn't an idiot, he understood what you wanted to do, and he felt extremely guilty about it. He felt like a burden.

Felix closes his eyes, taking a deep breath, his head projecting a question that remained implanted in his subconscious.

“You know you don't have to do that, don't you?” A silence followed his words and he felt like an idiot, thinking you might have interpreted his words as rude.

“... But I want to. I need to.”

“But why? It doesn’t make sense.” Felix’s gaze shone with confusion and anguish. He didn’t understand.

“Because I love you, Felix. I love you. And that's reason enough for you to understand that what I want is only your good. And I feel very sad to see that you are forcing yourself to carry your pain alone. Please don't do this. Talk to me. I want you to talk to me, because when I needed you the most, you were always there for me.”

His speech was quick and euphoric, but not a single word spoken was unusual or in vain.

Love.

It's very strong for him, but he knew it was true, because he also understood that feeling.

He couldn't find answers or contradictions to what he said, so his only reaction was to lean over you, kissing you passionately. The touch of his lips was like a warm blanket over her cold body, a touch of tenderness over her pent-up pains. Felix's kiss was more than a gesture of affection, it was a declaration of loyalty to you alone.

As your lips gently caressed Felix's, you could feel something tickle your feet. You ended up bumping into the basket of flowers that, out of boredom, you had collected to take home. You separated from Felix, thinking that some animal was climbing on you.

Seeing your reaction to the flowers, Felix let out a heartfelt laugh, for the first time in days. You warmed internally at this.

Sitting down, you gathered up the fallen flowers and then noticed something at the bottom of the basket. A daisy wreath that you had made to take some pictures for your Instagram profile.

Delicately, you took the crown in your hands, arranging it on Felix's head. He was confused at first, but felt light as he felt your hands caress his scalp.

“I would even say ‘a flower for a flower’ but I think I’ve already made enough cheesy pick-up lines for today.” He laughs at her comment, wrapping her in his arms, placing a chaste kiss on her forehead..

“Just know that, just like these flowers, having you in my day to day life makes the environment lighter.”

“... Thank you. I love you.” He returns the words you said earlier, a silent promise that he would try to open up more from now on.

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✧:･ﾟ Stray Kids react → you declaring yourself to them ˚₊· ꒰🌿꒱

꒰ 命 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 ꒱┊ members' reaction when you declare yourself to them.

꒰ 命 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 ꒱┊ot8¡ x non/idol!fem¡reader

꒰ 命 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄 ꒱┊cute, comfort, friends to lovers.

꒰ 命 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ꒱┊none, just cute stray kids stuff.

꒰ 命 𝐖.𝐂 ꒱┊4,1k

꒰ 命 𝐀/𝐍 ꒱┊I'm really addicted to writing skz compilations ;) In some parts the reader is not an idol, I ended up getting excited and forgot about the plot haha remembering that English is not my first language! I apologize in advance if there are any spelling and/or grammatical errors. Enjoy reading - feedback is appreciated. ^-^

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ᥫ᭡ ˖ 𖥔 𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍 ... 𖥔

・✦ You became trainees at the same time and that's when you met and got closer.

・✦ He would sneak food in for you, given the strict diet the company forced you to follow, and you couldn't be more grateful to him.

・✦ the care and zeal he has for you captivated you and strengthened your relationship even after both of your debuts.

・✦ You debuted solo and he couldn't be more proud, always supporting you even when he was busy with the group's busy schedule.

・✦ Some time after your great success as a solo artist, some acquaintances from high school attacked you on social media, creating a situation claiming that you were bullying some of them.

・✦ You got really upset with all the hate and false claims and it all got worse when the company forced you to go on hiatus.

・✦ Chan, being the cutest and most understanding person you knew, was by your side comforting you and whispering comforting words in your ear while wrapping you in a hug.

・✦ Perhaps because of the heat of the moment or adrenaline, you unconsciously let out the three most comforting and perhaps feared words for many people.

・✦ He was in shock for a few seconds and his breathing hitched when he felt the caress he was giving his head stop.

・✦ He pushed you away and looked into your eyes to see if he had heard correctly, still in disbelief about the words he had previously said and even more shocked about his future ones.

・✦ "I have always loved you. I can't hide my feelings that I have felt for so long. You have always been by my side and I never had the opportunity to be clear with you, so… thank you. For supporting me and for everything you've done for me in general."

・✦ After his sincerity it was her turn to be shocked when she felt his soft lips join hers.

・✦ he loved you too.

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ᥫ᭡ ˖ 𖥔 𝐋𝐄𝐄 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 ... 𖥔

・✦ You are childhood best friends where you have established an intimate and somewhat fun relationship. You have always teased each other a little but clearly with affection - even if it doesn't seem like it.

・✦ You debuted a year after him, following him closely and both supporting each other in moments of so much pressure.

・✦ It all happened when you were backstage at the first Stray Kids awards. You were in the front row to see up close the achievement of the boys who were still so young and evolving so quickly.

・✦ When it was all over, you didn't even wait for him to move away from the boys to jump into his arms. He held you, a sweet laugh escaping his lips at the feeling of ecstasy and happiness.

・✦ you hugged him tightly and pulled away, looking at him with a sincere smile and a loving sparkle in your eyes, your heart almost jumping out of your chest with pride.

・✦ "I'm so proud of you I could kiss you!" He looked at you in shock, a playful smile on his lips. "What did you say?" "Minho, just-" he came dangerously close and whispered close to her face, his warm breath making her stomach feel strange. "You can."

・✦ Adrenaline took over you and before you knew it you were kissing your childhood best friend deeply and passionately.

・✦ You didn't know what your relationship would be like from now on, but you were sure it was worth a try.

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ᥫ᭡ ˖ 𖥔 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐁𝐈𝐍 ... 𖥔

・✦ You met through your parents who had a professional partnership that sparked a friendship, consequently causing Changbin and you to get together.

・✦ You are two years younger than him, so when you both decided to become idols together, he ended up entering first - at your parents' request.

・✦ You were from different companies, but that didn't divide you, in fact it helped to avoid future possible rumors.

・✦ you would constantly visit each other in the dorms for movie nights or go out really late, going to the nearest convenience store to try different flavors of ramen while telling each other about their day.

・✦ you constantly helped each other with health issues, always asking each other about food and if they were keeping up with an exercise routine, where he convinced her to train with him and he wouldn't accept any other answer than yes.

・✦ But the time you enjoyed spending together the most was during your free time, when you could visit your parents together.

・✦ On one of those occasions, you were responsible for taking care of your younger sister while your parents were away and he accepted the task along with you.

・✦ She is small but very energetic, so it was a somewhat complicated task. Changbin had a way with kids, so he had some super cute moments with her, making you wonder if your sister liked you or him more.

・✦ You were cutting fruit on the kitchen counter while watching Changbin play with the girl.

・✦ Smiling, you take the bowls of fruit into the living room as you sit down next to them. You let out a laugh when you see your sister snort at having to move away from Changbin to eat.

・✦ "You have a way with kids. I think you'll be a good father." You whisper softly next to Changbin, who almost choked on the comment. He looks at you perplexed with an unconscious smile on his face.

・✦ "do you think? I mean, I really like kids, so…" He looks dreamily at his sister and you can't ignore the butterflies in your stomach that insist on appearing whenever you're around him.

・✦ "I'm sure your future wife will be very lucky. You are handsome, affectionate, intelligent, funny... I bet she'll love it so much." You laugh, biting into your fruit, not realizing the effect you had on Changbin.

・✦ "What- what did you say?" You're both silent for a while as you ponder your response. Sighing, you slowly observe his reaction, "Honestly?... I would like to be that future wife. I like you, Changbin. I don't think I was lying when I said I would love you very much." He coughs, choking on a piece of apple. You despair, helping him to choke. With wide eyes in surprise, he holds your shoulders and looks you straight in the eyes.

・✦ "You're kidding, aren't you?"

・✦ "... No, I'm not, Changbin. I really like you." He leaned over and wrapped her in a hug, his sister just staring blankly.

・✦ He also dreams of having children with you.

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ᥫ᭡ ˖ 𖥔 𝐇𝐘𝐔𝐍𝐉𝐈𝐍 ... 𖥔

・✦ you meet when you bump into each other at a cafe near his company.

・✦ He had just debuted as an idol, so he wasn't that well-known on the street yet, but you recognized him.

・✦ You were the first person who recognized him and he was very happy that the first fan who recognized him was a girl as beautiful as you.

・✦ It turned out that you often showed up at this cafe to study to get into college and he ended up becoming friends with you.

・✦ he felt like you were an angel sent by destiny to be his lifeline, supporting him in everything he did and always giving the best advice for his own good, as well as being present in both the happiest and most difficult moments of his life.

・✦ he didn't know how to express his enormous gratitude, so he just reciprocated the actions by being with you in the time of pressure before and during college, celebrating your entry with you and always taking you out to distract your mind whenever he could.

・✦ and things changed between you during one of these walks. There was a flower festival that happened once a year that you were extremely excited to go to. You planned the trip for weeks and he couldn't say no.

・✦ The festival went on from afternoon to night, so you were able to watch the sunset together amidst the lilies he insisted on giving you as a gift.

・✦ you rested your head on his shoulder as you sat on a wooden bench in a place that allowed a beautiful view of the horizon.

・✦ "I wish time would stop right here, I wish I could stay with you like this forever." Hyunjin felt his ears heat up, petting his hair in response. "Me too. It was an amazing day, yes."

・✦ you stared at him deeply and he looked back, trying to read your expression. Immersed in desire and passion, you hold the back of his neck, leaning in for a soft kiss, your lips barely touching as you touch him.

・✦ perplexed, he widened his eyes, still a little scared, but returning the kiss in a more intense way, his hands unconsciously going towards her waist.

・✦ pulling away with your lips parted from the lack of air, you rest your forehead against his, a happy laugh leaving your lips.

・✦ "I'm glad you didn't push me" Still a little disoriented, Hyunjin laughs at your silly comment, longing for more of your lips on his.

・✦ "never." He leans in again, captivating her lips affectionately.

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・✦ the way they met was actually a bit chaotic. You were running through the company's corridors, late again for another rehearsal, when you bumped into Jisung, spilling the coffee he had in his hands all over herself.

・✦ He became desperate, apologizing as if it was all his fault for not looking forward. In the midst of despair, you could only laugh and without understanding anything he accompanied you laughing, even though he had a desperate look on his face, thinking you wanted to kill him.

・✦ The following week he came to you with a new sweatshirt in hand and you were enchanted by how sweet and thoughtful he was. In return, you bought the coffee that spilled from his hands with a cute note apologizing and thanking him for the sweatshirt.

・✦ After that, your friendship began with the ritual of buying each other coffee with a cute note asking about their day or a motivational phrase.

・✦ During a Stray Kids performance, you were in the front row happily cheering for the group's next achievement. When the performance was over, you gave them a standing ovation and didn't miss the wink Jisung threw your way, making you smile.

・✦ Three days later you were surprised when the media linked Jisung to you, making thousands of theories about both of you being together. You were heavily criticized and received a lot of hate from people who claimed to be "stays", causing you to step away for a short period of time.

・✦ a week later, Jisung was in front of your apartment and when you realized it you were already crying in his arms on the couch in your apartment.

・✦ he kisses the top of your head, speaking comforting words into your ear. You sighed tiredly, stood up and wiped your tears, staring at him for a few seconds before speaking.

・✦ "... I just don't understand." Her voice was almost a whisper and he listened intently to every word that came out of her mouth. "Would it be so bad if we were dating? What have I done to these people?" You bring your hands to your eyes, sobbing once more. He wraps his arms around her again, resting his chin on her head.

・✦ "They don't understand. And don't worry, it's not like we have anything to hide."

・✦ "what if we did?" You whispered, your words hanging in the air as he made a confused face. "What do you mean?"

・✦ "Would it be so bad if we were in a relationship? What if I wanted that?" You gather your courage and face him defiantly.

・✦ "... what-"

・✦ "I like you, Jisung. I don't care what anyone says, what bothers me is that you're so oblivious to it. I want you. I need you."

・✦ He looks at her scared, immersed in his thoughts. It doesn’t last long until he smiles and leans in to kiss you deeply, wanting this for so long his bones could ache.

・✦ He didn't see a problem with that either.

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ᥫ᭡ ˖ 𖥔 𝐅𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐗 ... 𖥔

・✦ You were the first person to greet him at school when he moved to Korea.

・✦ He was in a confusing phase for himself, still discovering his passions and talents and you were the only one who understood him and waited for him in his time, always being by his side in difficulties.

・✦ People compared you to a ray of sunshine, but for him, you were the light that provided a way out in his darkest moments.

・✦ As time went by, he debuted as an idol and you followed the career you wanted, becoming an interior designer specializing in landscaping.

・✦ You loved everything related to nature and he was no different, loving to travel to places with the best views, always remembering you in the most memorable memories for him.

・✦ During the boys' comeback, Felix was working hard day and night, always bringing out the best in his performances and never letting anything down.

・✦ one of his shows was cancelled due to problems at the venue where they were going to perform and after weeks of tiredness he would finally have at least one day off.

・✦ Taking advantage of the opportunity, you invited him to go to the beach, since you both loved it and hadn't gone out for a long time due to your busy schedule.

・✦ the ride was fun from start to finish and you were hyperventilating over little things like you sharing headphones during the car ride or how he was concerned about whether you were staying hydrated and wearing sunscreen.

・✦ After a whole day of playing in the water, you sat side by side to watch the sunset. Your shoulders were touching and you didn't miss the way your hands were so close, yet still untouchable.

・✦ you watched as the bright orange hue reflected off the blond strands of Felix's hair, looking peaceful as if the breeze took away all his worries and tensions.

・✦ "You're beautiful." His voice came out as a whisper and you knew you couldn't stop talking from now on, "I feel more relaxed when I'm with you. I don't think I need to come to the beach all the time if I already have my daily ray of sunshine."

・✦ Felix looks at her with a genuine smile and you could see the affection through his irises. "Thank you for bringing me here, Y/n. Thank you for everything really." With a smile you slowly lean in and Felix could only close his eyes. Gently your lips connected and you could still feel the mixture of your sweet lips with the salty sea water. He still a little hesitantly holds her waist, bringing her almost impossibly closer.

・✦ moving away but still close to his face, you spoke softly, like a secret now revealed, "I love you. I always have. I'm in love with you and I'm sure it's because you're the easiest person to love."

・✦ Surprised and excited, Felix places a kiss on her cheek and then rests his head on her shoulder.

・✦ "It would be impossible for me not to reciprocate the feelings."

❪ ε ї з ❫

ᥫ᭡ ˖ 𖥔 𝐒𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐌𝐈𝐍 ... 𖥔

・✦ the way they met was too cute and Seungmin would never confess - even if you commented on it.

・✦ Even in his pre-debut, Seungmin has always been the schematic and methodical type. He had a routine of going to the gym three times a week at a specific time and, coincidentally, he passed by the same square where you used to sit to read a book.

・✦ At first he just ignored you there, but after strangely noticing your long hair, or the cute way you wrinkled your nose when you read something that caught his attention, or when he randomly closed the book to "absorb" what was written there, he thought that maybe it would be interesting to know more about you.

・✦ He was never the intellectual reading type, but he thought that to impress a female reader, it would be good to have a little literary knowledge. When buying a book in a bookstore near the square, he discovered that his parents owned the establishment, and he was overcome with excitement.

・✦ He started to constantly visit the place to see you and in the end it was you who started talking to him and that's where your friendship began.

・✦ Even after his debut you remained firm and strong by his side, even though he couldn't often attend your little reading sessions where you read in silence just enjoying each other's company.

・✦ Over time, Stray Kids became increasingly popular, not only in Korea, but in many places around the world. That said, the group's first world tour was approaching and everyone was nervous. Seungmin became more and more distant as the week progressed as it was time to prepare for his world debut.

・✦ the day before the trip, you showed up at the door of his and the boys' dorm, sending a message as soon as you got there. He replied a few minutes later, saying he would be late at the company.

・✦ You were very frustrated because you didn't know if you would be able to say goodbye to him, since six months away without being able to see Seungmin was a long time for both of you. You leave the book you were going to give Seungmin as a gift at the dorm door, leaving immediately.

・✦ a little after midnight, you hear your phone vibrate on the nightstand, seungmin’s name flashing on the screen. You answer, completely concerned as to why he's calling so late.

・✦ He asks you to answer the door and without further contradiction you practically run to open the door.

・✦ Still sleepy, you almost fall with the impact of the hug that Seungmin gives you. He wraps his arms around you in an almost desperate way, wishing he couldn't let go of you anymore.

・✦ “Is it true? Did you really mean that?”

・✦ completely confused, your mind seems to want to play a trick on you, making you forget the moment that happened earlier, where you left the book with a dedication to Seungmin inside.

・✦ he breaks the hug, showing the book that had been in his hands all this time. 'Welcome to Hyunam-dong Bookstore' was no longer in its original gift packaging, a yellow post-it was stuck to the inside of the cover, which said: “I hope you enjoy this reading as much as I enjoyed the moments I had with you. I love you, I hope you enjoy this as much as I enjoy you.”

・✦ your eyes widened in utter surprise. You thought you might not be able to say goodbye to him in person, So he wrote this note in the heat of the moment, almost afraid that this trip might separate you two.

・✦ “Minnie… I’m sorry. This may sound wrong, but… I really like you. Ever since I met you… s-since forever, I think…”

・✦ His words are a bit disjointed and low, but the only reaction Seungmin had was to gently hold his face and do what he had always wanted since that day in the square: kiss her without guilt or resentment.

❪ ε ї з ❫

ᥫ᭡ ˖ 𖥔 𝐉𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐈𝐍 ... 𖥔

・✦ JYP was not an unfamiliar environment for you. Your older sister, a third-generation K-pop idol, often invited you to watch her train.

・✦ The JYP halls were a familiar environment for you and this gave you the opportunity to meet many famous people. And Jeongin was one of them.

・✦ At first, you would just exchange a few nods or a quick “good morning.” However, one day when you had to wait patiently for your sister in the cafeteria area, Jeongin saw you sitting alone.

・✦ He was surprised at himself, since he had promised himself not to make friends during his trainee days, due to the fact that people came and went easily. But you had a different aura to him.

・✦ time passed, he debuted and you stayed with him. Jeongin didn't regret talking to you that day, because from then on you were the one who supported him through the most difficult moments during the beginning of his career.

・✦ You saw Jeongin as an escape from all the problems of your day to day life. No matter the situation, just seeing his face, with that cute dimpled smile, the tension in your body would go away.

・✦ Spending time with him was comfortable and became incredibly familiar. You became an important part of Jeongin's life, and vice versa. The boys were happy to know that there was someone to brighten their youngest member's darkest days.

・✦ After a few years of friendship, the Stray Kids dorm had become an almost routine environment for you. One Friday, Jeongin invited you to join the boys' movie night.

・✦ You quickly got ready, stopping by the convenience store before walking to the dorms since it wasn't that far from your house.

・✦ you felt your cell phone vibrate as you walked down the sidewalk with some very full bags in your hand. You tried to get the cell phone out of your pocket, However, because of the piled up bags, he ended up falling on the sidewalk.

・✦ Without thinking twice, you quickly bent down to pick it up, not noticing the electric bike that was quickly coming towards you. It all happened so fast that you could say it was like a quick dream (or nightmare), like the kind you have when you take a short nap.

・✦ you were thrown away and the bike ended up running over your ankle, dislocating it. You ended up passing out from the pain on your way to the hospital, in the ambulance that the cyclist called to help you.

・✦ You woke up a few hours later, the light reflecting off the white walls of the hospital room hitting your eyes hard, making you squint.

・✦ you felt soft threads near your hand, and as soon as you regained some consciousness, you realized that Jeongin was lying next to you in a completely uncomfortable position. It didn't take him long to wake up, looking a little desperate as he did so.

・✦ “thank god! I- I thought… Y/n…”

・✦ Jeongin's eyes filled with tears and the words were a little stuck in his throat. “If I hadn't called you at that time, none of this would have happened... a man ended up answering his phone and told me what had happened. Forgive me, S/n.”

・✦ his words were still a little distorted because of the effect of the drug, where you were barely assimilating what was happening.

・✦ With a smile, you wipe Jeongin's tears gently. “I was so scared… scared of losing you. It could have happened because of a bike, but it could have been worse-”

・✦ “Don't do that. If you keep crying because of me, it'll make me fall in love with you even more.”

・✦ Jeongin was paralyzed by his slurred, barely audible words. He whispered a “what?” under his breath, his heart racing with even more disconcerting thoughts.

・✦ He stayed in the same position for a few seconds, long enough to make you fall back asleep. He kissed your forehead affectionately as he pulled away..

・✦ “I hope you remember your words when you wake up.”

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✧:･ﾟSandwiches → Kim Sunoo 𝗑 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 ˚₊· ꒰🥪꒱

꒰ 命 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 ꒱┊Sunoo likes to eat good sandwiches, but only the ones made by her best friend, but what happens when she's making them for another boy?

꒰ 命 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 ꒱┊Kim Sunoo x fem!reader

꒰ 命 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄 ꒱┊lots of cuteness, jealousy, schoolgirl au, friends in love, Sunoo really wants Y/n only for himself.

꒰ 命 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ꒱┊none

꒰ 命 𝐖.𝐂 ꒱┊2,1k

꒰ 命 𝐀/𝐍 ꒱┊I'm following the enha again, so I thought nothing better than doing a chapter about my bias :)

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WHEN you ask anyone what food reminds them of their childhood, they will automatically remember something made by their grandparents or even their parents.

However, for Sunoo, when he talks about any food that reminds him of his childhood, he would instantly remember his best friend.

Y/n has always been an independent child, being that typical child who is praised for being so mature and has high expectations of being an incredible adult.

During elementary school, her parents worked full time and often weren't even able to take her to and from school. Thanks to this, she was kind of forced to mature prematurely, learning to take care of herself quickly.

So, from the age of eight, every single day she was responsible for making her own snack. Of course, for a child she had her limitations, so her mother made lunch.

All the elementary students were enchanted by their independence and had Y/n as the most mature figure in the school, earning daily praise from her classmates.

And this popularity quickly reached the ears of Sunoo, Y/n's childhood best friend. They had known each other since birth, complementing each other and never really being apart from each other for long. Their parents thought this was really cute, so they nurtured this friendship by allowing them to see each other even outside of school.

Sunoo was proud that his best friend was so popular and strong, saying with conviction wherever he went that she was the best friend of all and that he was very lucky to have her. As time went by, she decided to please Sunoo by making snacks for him too and he felt extremely special for being the only one who ate the snacks made by Y/n.

Time passed and Y/n continued to improve her culinary skills and when they were in high school, she knew how to make the most varied foods and was proud of it. One time she even had lunch at her house and invited Sunoo. He swore he had never smiled so much in one day.

Even though she is extremely talented in the kitchen, Sunoo's favorite dish is still the delicious and simple sandwiches she has made since she was little. He felt as if they had a special bond, as if that simple meal strengthened the bonds between Sunoo and Y/n.

And today was no different. Lunch time finally arrived and Sunoo eagerly left the classroom and practically ran down the hall after Y/n. Unfortunately they didn't have many classes together, but at least they had a whole break to talk about anything and everything.

He thoroughly searched the entire length of the school yard, a place where they usually met to eat together, but he couldn't find her anywhere. He inspected the place one last time and went to look in other areas of the school where she was usually located.

After a while, he noticed that the break was almost over. Sighing in disappointment, he walks to the cafeteria so he can at least eat something before the day ends.

❪ 🥪 ❫

The sun was almost setting when Y/n was anxiously waiting for Sunoo at the school gates. Looking at the students leaving, she finally spotted Sunoo and waved at him happily with both arms, being greeted by a warm smile coming from him.

─── Where have you been? I looked for you at lunch, but I couldn't find you anywhere.

Sunoo speaks in a fake disappointed tone, looking her up and down.

─── oh my God! I completely forgot to tell you, I'm sorry. Mrs. Choi assigned me to tutor a boy in my class, so we stayed late in the library. I ended up losing track of time and when I went to notice the break it was already over.

She explains herself as they walk to their homes side by side.

─── Ah, if that's the case... Then it's okay, I forgive you. But please don't ever do that to me again, if I have to eat cafeteria food one more time I swear I'll hunt for worms on the patio floor.

Y/n makes a disgusted face and lightly hits Sunoo on the shoulder.

─── ew! No need to exaggerate, right?

She laughs at Sunoo's exaggeration and he responds with his usual mocking eye roll.

─── Will you be at the library tomorrow too?

─── oh yes. Classes will only last for two more days.

❪ 🥪 ❫

Said and done, the next day, Sunoo wasted no time and ran to the library. The fact that he hadn't had lunch with her the day before left him frustrated, but at least now he could catch up on all the gossip he heard in the hallways and talk about events in his classroom.

He approaches the table where Y/n is happily sitting, but his smile gradually drops when he sees who is sitting next to her.

Lee Joonho.

Why just him?

Lee Joonho is another one of the classmates who grew up together with Sunoo and Y/n. The problem is that he had a crush on Y/n since elementary school. Sunoo still remembers the time Joonho called him to ask if he could give Y/n's number, as he was interested in her. He still remembers the desire to squeeze Joonho's neck.

As he denied Joonho's request, the two never really understood each other again, forming a feeling of mutual hatred. Just imagining what Joonho was thinking when he was alone with you inside the library made Sunoo's blood boil with anger. I mean, he's also a man, so he has an idea of what's going on in other people's heads.

Having no idea what's going on, Y/n smiles happily as she sees Sunoo approaching, but she barely notices the discomfort evident on his face.

─── I'm glad you're here, Sunoo! I think you probably already know Joonho, so I don't think it's necessary to introduce them, right?

Sunoo sits right in front of them, staring deadly at Joonho, who just returns the look.

─── Yes, I know.

With a sinister smile, Joonho feigns affinity by responding in a forced tone of sympathy.

─── I think it's cute that you're still friends after so long. I really thought you guys would stop talking to each other in high school.

He rests his hand on Y/n's shoulder, affectionately stroking the area, but she doesn't seem to feel discomfort or really understand the real intentions behind that touch.

Sunoo closes his fists, pressing the sides of the chair where he is sitting. He wanted to hide his anger just to not make Y/n uncomfortable, but it was really hard not to make it obvious.

Who does he think he is? And why is he so close? Did he come to study or take advantage of sweet and affectionate girls?

Despite the anger in his thoughts, he tries to appear as calm as possible.

─── I think we like each other too much to just stay away.

Sunoo responds sarcastically, almost happy to feel victorious when he sees the anger behind Joonho's eyes.

─── right, boys. What do you think we eat now? That's why you came here, isn't it, Sunoo?

Sunoo's gaze softens as it rests on Y/n's cheerful figure. He nods and adjusts his posture so he can eat properly.

Taking the sandwiches from inside her cooler bag, Y/n takes out the sandwiches and Sunoo couldn't help but notice that she didn't make one more for Joonho. He smiles victoriously, gratefully taking the sandwich Y/n handed him, delighting in the first bite he took.

Sunoo's breath hitches in his throat when he sees her breaking the sandwich and giving the other half to Joonho. He starts coughing, almost choking, and doesn't miss his opponent's discreet smile.

─── Oh my God! Sunnie, are you okay?

His stomach might actually turn in a good way when he hears the old, gentle nickname she affectionately calls him, but the surprise at seeing her share the sandwich with that little piece of shit overcame any and all feelings.

Y/n grabs her water bottle, sharing the contents with Sunoo, worried in case he seriously chokes. He drinks the water quickly, and he definitely doesn't know whether the shortness of breath he feels is because of his surprise or because he drank the water so quickly that he barely had time to breathe.

─── Do you feel better?

At this point in the championship, Y/n came around the table, gently patting Sunoo on the back in a somewhat futile attempt to help him. Sunoo just stares at her with wide surprised eyes, then he stands up and grabs her hand.

─── we need to talk. Now.

─── but-

With no room for further complaints, he pulls her outside the library, a little flustered, but maintaining his usual gentle touch.

─── Look, you- you can only…

He runs a hand through his hair completely nervously, standing in front of her with his head down. He can swear it must feel like a bit at this point, so he takes a deep breath to try and calm himself.

─── why did you do that?

─── hmm? Sunoo… I don't understand anything. Are you well?

Her face is clearly filled with confusion and only now does he realize that maybe, just maybe, he had exaggerated a little. He wanted to hit himself right now.

─── Look, I'm sorry, but... who does that little shit think he is? First, he clearly arranged to take these extra classes with you, since obviously the teacher would ask you to explain the material to him because, obviously, You are the smartest and sweetest girl this school has, as well as being very understanding.

Sunoo raises her voice a little, not really caring about it right now. In fact, he wasn't rational at all right now.

─── and now, I am simply forced to see you sharing the sandwich that we always eat together with him? I mean, I know this sounds stupid, but to me it's not. This is very special to me. You are special to me, and so much! So he has no right to steal this from me.

The fast pace of Sunoo's voice matches your heartbeat. His thoughts were racing and he made every effort to think straight about what he said. When he finished speaking, his breathing was completely unregulated.

Once again in that short period of time, Sunoo is caught off guard by his own actions and words, embarrassment taking him over.

─── Are you… are you done, Sunoo?

He doesn't respond, just looking away embarrassed. Gently, she holds Sunoo's hand with one hand and rests the other on his cheek. Leaning forward a little and placing herself on tiptoe, she places a tender kiss on his cheek.

─── you don't have to be like this just because I shared a sandwich with him. But, if it's any consolation, he would never be able to fill the important role you play in my life, Sunoo. You are the only one for me.

He looks at her in amazement, feeling the phantom touch of the kiss that was just left on his cheek.

───… friends shouldn't say things like that to each other, Y/n.

For a second, he could see a flash of disappointment in her eyes. But then he smiles his usual radiant and contagious smile, returning the affectionate touch on her cheek.

─── but particularly? I don't want us to be just friends. I want to be able to love you the right way, the way I always did.

He wraps his arms around her, where she comfortably rests her head on his chest.

─── so let's make it happen.

⊹₊˚ʚ❛original by: @hyunjinners . like × reblog .❜ɞ

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hyunjinners · 7 months ago

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❝ ꒰ 𝗂𝗇𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 ꒱ hey! :) Well, I'm currently accepting orders, so I thought it would be more feasible to explain everything more so you can place your orders!

.ᨘ۫. ۪→ Sometimes I'm prone to having creative block, but don't worry! As soon as inspiration strikes, I try my best to do as many chapters as possible. :)

⊹₊˚ʚ❛masterlist❜ɞ

❝ What is needed in an order? ❞

• pairing (the character you want);

• chapter genre (cute, angst, for exemple), or your chosen plot (such as an explanation of what you want to happen in the chapter);

• pronouns - this is important so that I don't write any requests that make them uncomfortable :/ (I usually write with the pronouns she/her).

❝Rules. . .❞

• I don't write obscenities;

• I don't do chapters with heavy themes (Yandere, sexual abuse, fetishes, among others).

❝Topics I Write. . .❞

• kpop (Stray Kids mainly);

• dramas (especially Koreans, but I know some Japanese);

• anime (especially Studio Ghibli, I don't watch much anime).

❝How long does it take to place the order?❞

• As I said earlier, I'm very likely to have writer's block, so there's no specific time frame, but I'll try my best to get it out as quickly as possible. :)

#ask #hyunjinners #stray kids #skz x reader #hwang hyunjin #requests

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hyunjinners · 7 months ago

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✧:･ﾟBoyfriend Seungmin → Kim Seungmin 𝗑 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 ˚₊· ꒰💚꒱

꒰ 命 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 ꒱┊Kim Seungmin x fem ! reader

꒰ 命 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄 ꒱┊friends to lovers, Headcanons, fluff, cute, soft - all the sweetest :)

꒰ 命 𝐖.𝐂 ꒱┊0,4k

꒰ 命 𝐀/𝐍 ꒱┊ just something incredibly cute about what I imagine a platonic/romantic relationship with Seungmin would be like. I hope you like it - English is not my first language. Good reading! :)

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friend!Seungmin who buys your favorite snacks when he randomly shows up at your door, giving the excuse that he was just passing by.

friend!Seungmin who teases you when you wear his clothes, but internally he is screaming with joy to see you dressed like that.

friend!Seungmin who snorts when you come up with an elaborate tour, but smiles surreptitiously when he sees you happy as you admire the scenery around you.

friend!Seungmin who is always embarrassed when you are around, even while doing the most mundane and simple things.

friend!Seungmin who gets scared when he sees that you slept on his shoulder during a movie night at his apartment.

friend!Seungmin who observes your pink lips tenderly and wants to captivate them for himself.

friend!Seungmin who caresses your cheek and brings his lips closer to yours.

friend!Seungmin who ends up confessing his feelings for you, thinking you were asleep.

boyfriend!Seungmin who feels his cheeks heat up every time you sincerely say a compliment to him.

boyfriend!Seungmin who helps you study during college exams, even though you don't understand a third of the material.

boyfriend!Seungmin who feels comfortable around you like he never felt around anyone else before.

boyfriend!Seungmin who doesn't understand his own feelings, but who feels comfortable enough to tell you everything.

boyfriend!Seungmin who stays by your side when you have a bad day and holds back his own tears when he almost cries with you.

boyfriend!Seungmin who watches romantic anime with you to make you happy, even if he says he doesn't like it.

boyfriend!Seungmin who feels like crying when you tell him he has the most beautiful smile in the world.

boyfriend!Seungmin who feigns irritation and scowls when you buy matching pajamas, but takes thousands of cute photos with you.

boyfriend!Seungmin who unconsciously loves talking about you to his friends, but doesn't confess that he's obsessed with you, pretending to act disdainful towards the members' pet peeves.

boyfriend!Seungmin who is afraid of losing her and wants to keep her forever.

boyfriend!Seungmin who hides a blue velvet box in his sock drawer because he knew you never went in there.

boyfriend!Seungmin who strokes your hair affectionately as you sleep in his arms, kissing your forehead as a silent promise of forever.

❝ ꒰ A/N: I really need to decide on the aesthetics of the profile :/ ꒱

#skz #stray kids #skz x reader #skz x stay #kim seungmin #kim seungmin x reader #hyunjinners #seungmin fluff #seungmin stray kids #seungmin x reader #seungmin #kim seungmin x stay #skz smut #stray kids smut #stray kids seungmin

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hyunjinners · 9 months ago

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✧:･ﾟSincere Friendship → Ryohei Arisu ˚₊· ꒰📼꒱

꒰ 命 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 ꒱┊Arisu feels lucky to have someone by his side supporting him.

꒰ 命 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 ꒱┊arisu ryohei x fem¡reader.

꒰ 命 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄 ꒱┊friendzone, comfort, cute, emotional support.

꒰ 命 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ꒱┊slight anguish, family issues, possible trigger for some readers, friendzone, both are unrelated to reciprocal passion, english is not my first language! let me know if you have anything else to add! :)

꒰ 命 𝐖.𝐂 ꒱┊1,05k

꒰ 命 𝐀/𝐍 ꒱┊just a chapter with a small moment between friends, despite being in love, but it's kind of implicit.

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Once again. It was just one more time, like all the others… but it was becoming hard to ignore. Ryohei was considered the scum of the Arisu family. He was tired of being subjected to responsibilities proposed by his father. He just wanted to live. Free.

Nagging and insults directed at him were part of his daily life but, more than tired, he was beginning to wonder if he was capable of changing. The last thing he wanted was to become his father's perfect puppet like his older brother, but it was almost inevitable that the thought of being accepted by his family crossed his mind.

And once again he was here, sitting on his couch playing a mini game on his cell phone while pretending not to hear the evil laughs of his father and brother and while they blatantly and unnecessarily talk bad about him.

“Congratulations on the promotion, my son! I'm glad you're the pride of the family... unlike your brother.” With a roll of his eyes, Ryohei takes out his mini game when he sees a message notification. Unconsciously a goofy smile graces his lips, almost like a natural instinct when it comes to her.

Y/n 🤍🌼

"Busy?"

me:

"It depends, if it's for

bother me, yes.”

Y/n 🤍🌼

"stop, I know you love me

company ;)

Can you find me now?”

me:

“usual place?”

Y/n 🤍🌼

“You know I do.”

Me:

“see you in 5 minutes ;)”

Y/n was definitely like a guardian angel to him, always showing up at the right times and offering support and quality time without wanting anything in return. For Ryohei, she was the most perfect. As promised, punctually and quickly, Ryohei arrived at the agreed location, a small bridge of tiled stones over a calm stream. They discovered this place by accident while running around late at night to forget their problems.

Y/n was sitting on top of the small wall of the bridge, facing the water, watching her feet moving to the rhythm of the water. Whenever Ryohei saw her, she seemed calm, almost unconcerned with life and that was one of the things that Ryohei most admired about her, her peace, her calm way of being. Perhaps part of the little peace that was in his being would be attributed to the time he spent together with her, her contagious laugh after telling a bad joke, her random late-night musings or when she would randomly text him asking if at any point in human history anyone had ever thought about drinking dog's milk. It's these little things that contribute to one of the few healthy relationships Ryohei had in his life.

Y/n removes the cherry lollipop that was in her mouth, opening a smile and waving at Ryohei's static presence. Awakening from her small reverie, Arisu smiles awkwardly at her, slowly walking towards her, her arms crossed in the cold draft.

“Look, the princess is punctual.” a low laugh emits from her, Ryohei rolling his eyes at the sarcasm.

“To get out of that place, even if I could fly, I would go as quickly as possible.” the expression on Y/n's face softened, understanding suddenly washing over her. With a sigh, his right hand touches Ryohei's left shoulder, who until then had been watching the water distractedly. “I feel sorry for them. Don't worry, one day they will see the same Ryohei I know and they will apologize for everything they said. You are incredible, don't let yourself be shaken by the words of people who only see their own nose. You are much more than that.”

A lone tear wets Ryohei's face and without hesitation Y/n reaches out her hands holding his face in her hands, wiping his tears as if she could touch the inside of his heart. Arisu's emotions were almost transparent around her and he didn't even understand why, but he felt like he needed to vent everything to her. A little hesitantly, almost afraid, he wrapped his arms around Y/n's shoulders, who without question quickly returned the hug. "I'm sorry-”

He quickly moves away from Y/n, wanting to slap himself if he crossed the boundaries of her personal space. “I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-”

“no. It’s okay, you know it is.” She gives him a sweet smile, the one that moves Arisu's insides. His cheeks heat up and he looks away from your face before his desire for your lips becomes obvious. Again she guides his face so he could finally face her. His eyes were twitching and she couldn't help but think how cute she thought he was and didn't really understand what his family's problem was with treating him like this.

“Thank you for trusting me with your problems, Ryohei. I feel happy that you trust me.”

“... I should be thanking you. You are always by my side, listening to my problems and comforting me when I need it most. Thank you. I really don’t know where I would be if I didn’t have you by my side.”

“You don’t need to say thank you, we’re friends, that’s what friends are for.” she responds by stroking the locks at the back of Ryohei's neck. Friends. She already does so much for him, would it be selfish of him to feel disappointed by such a term?

“Just know that I’m here for you too, y/n.” he replied with a sincere smile. Maybe the time isn't now, but he knew that one day he would be brave enough to let her know his true feelings. Until then, he would be happy to have more nights like this.

⊹₊˚ʚ❛A/N: I'm finally in the mood to take out the forgotten chapters at the bottom of my drafts! I hope you enjoyed it, remembering that English is not my first language. like × reblog !¡ by:: @hyunjinners .❜ɞ

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hyunjinners · 9 months ago

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꒷꒦ ⊹ ๑ ❛masterlist: dp: dog day.❜ =͟͟͞♡ ‧ ˚ ₊

⊹₊˚ʚ❛αԋɳ ʝυɳ-ԋσ. . .❜ɞ

.ᨘ۫. ۪→ "The End Justifies The Means" (fem reader)

❝ ꒰ 𝗂𝗇𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 ꒱ Although Jun-ho was in danger of defecting, he couldn't help but visit his lover, whom he was afraid he wouldn't be able to see for a long time.

.ᨘ۫. ۪→ "Comfort Home" (fem reader)

❝ ꒰ 𝗂𝗇𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 ꒱ Jun-ho's family is full of ups and downs, but his days become better when Jun-ho ends up in the arms of his beloved.

⊹₊˚ʚ❛ԋɯαɳɠ ʝαɳɠ-ʂσσ. . .❜ɞ

.ᨘ۫. ۪→ (coming soon...)

: ♡₊˚𓂃⠀◟ New chapters will be added soon! Keep an eye out and tell me what you think. :)

꒷꒦ ⊹ ๑ ❛principal masterlist❜ =͟͟͞♡ ‧ ˚ ₊

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hyunjinners · 9 months ago

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Can i request more Ahn Jun-ho one shots? 🥺👉🏽👈🏽 I started watching the series recently and i'm in love w that man 😩 i need fics about him 😭

✧:･ﾟComfort Home → Ahn Jun-ho x reader ˚₊· ꒰💚꒱

꒰ 命 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 ꒱┊Jun-ho's family is full of ups and downs, but his days become better when Jun-ho ends up in the arms of his beloved.

꒰ 命 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 ꒱┊Ahn Jun-ho x fem¡reader.

꒰ 命 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄 ꒱┊cute, comfort, a little sad (because of his family, but nothing too distressing).

꒰ 命 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ꒱┊fights, family issues, possible trigger (?), Jun-ho in his delicate moment, reader being a good girlfriend >>> 🤍, let me know if you have anything else to add! :)

꒰ 命 𝐖.𝐂 ꒱┊2,3k

꒰ 命 𝐀/𝐍 ꒱┊hey! ;) I'm finally able to write something after a while. It's amazing how creativity comes at the most unexpected moments. I hope you like the chapter, as I didn't specify the genre of the chapter in the request, I decided to do something in the middle of the road, a little sad, but happy. English is not my first language! I apologize in advance for any spelling and/or grammatical errors. Good reading! 🤍 ^-^

⊹₊˚ʚ❛masterlist.❜ɞ

Jun-ho runs his hand through his hair for the thousandth time during the conversation, more specifically an argument. His eyes burned with a suppressed desire to cry, but he needed to be strong and he knew that showing his true emotions might make him lose his credibility..

“Mom, you need to listen to me. I love you, but everything is very troubled. He does not deserve you. Let go of him, mom… please. If not for me or for you, then for your youngest daughter. Jun-ho speaks a little calmer after his tired sigh. It was the third time this week alone that Jun-ho learned that once again his mother's husband, or the sperm donor as he likes to say, was disrupting the lives of his mother and younger sister.

The abusive relationship between his mother and father is something that has happened since he was little, small signs of a toxic relationship tracing the years before he was even born. Jun-ho's father was extremely intolerant and reckless, always taking small amounts of money that his mother managed to earn to buy food, only to spend it on drinks and more, and if she didn't want to give it, he would beat her like a damn punching bag. And the worst of all was not only that he witnessed these atrocities when he was little, but his younger sister is going through the same process even though he tries to advise his mother to finally open her eyes.

She wasn't an idiot and he understood very well that it wasn't an easy thing to do, but it was still very frustrating, even more so when she called him to ask if her younger sister could stay in his care for a weekend or at least until things got better.

Small and tragic situations like this were what drove Jun-ho to work from such an early age and focus on his studies to have a better life, leaving home as soon as he saved enough money to rent a small apartment in a simple condominium.

But here he was, after finally getting his leave from the army, sitting in his mother's backyard while drinking peanut soju. His mother said she just wanted to talk to him, find out how he was doing and if everything was ok with his girlfriend and events in his life. But after Jun-ho saw the small purple bruise near his mother's cheekbones, he immediately tensed and, what was supposed to be a calm conversation between mother and son, ended up accumulating into a big snowball that was about to explode.

“My son, everything is fine. We're fine, how many times do I need to tell you this?”

“Until the day you leave him and live a happy life. Tell me, mom, when was the last time you gave a sincere smile of happiness? Or the last time you felt happy to finally get home after a hard day at work? You created me and I am very grateful for that, so I just want to repay you by looking out for your good.” She stays silent, seeming to absorb Jun-ho's words, but quickly looks down at the floor with shame and pure sadness, not wanting to have that conversation with her eldest son.

“Please, Jun-ho… let’s not talk about this anymore.” Jun-ho's jaw tightened, but he nodded silently. Jun-ho quickly grabbed his coat, looking straight into his mother's eyes, before walking out the front gate with a pounding in his head..

The girl happily turns off the heat of the tomato sauce, placing it on top of the noodles she lovingly prepared for her boyfriend. It had been a year and a few months since Jun-ho joined the army and it was the hardest time of both of their lives. Neither of them were away from each other for that long and both Jun-ho and Y/n knew that the challenges that awaited Jun-ho in the army would require a lot of effort from him, making him feel that his.

Everything became more distressing when Jun-ho barely called or responded to the girl's messages. He was going through an extremely delicate moment with this whole thing about deserters and bullies in the camp, causing him to reserve himself and set aside a period to think alone.

But everything got better when she had the most irresponsible and crazy attitude she had ever had in her life: discovered the location of where Jun-ho was during one of his missions looking for defectors, and went to Busan after a tiring bus ride just to say that whatever happened to him and everything around him, she would always be there to support him and remind him that he was never and will never be alone.

Initially he was desperate and afraid that you would get hurt because you were ��invading” a mission, he snapped at you for your irresponsibility but his stance changed after realizing his girlfriend's determination just to make him feel better from all the pressure put on his shoulders. He felt like she was a breath of air in the middle of a cold night that made him shiver as she gently filled his lungs, reminding him of what it is to truly live.

A few months later he finally came home for a month of rest and you couldn't be happier and more grateful. It's been three days since he arrived, and even though he initially seemed a little hesitant and distant, you knew that Jun-ho needed to be home. In your home.

The password verification noise from the front door sounded shrill in the empty and slightly dimly lit apartment, where you could see light and hear the low noise of dishes and pans coming from the kitchen. Jun-ho tried to silently sneak down the hallway towards the bedrooms. Y/n knew he had arrived, so she quickly finished everything in the kitchen to call him to eat.

Turning on the lights in the apartment, Y/n walked calmly towards the bedroom, opening the door ajar, then hearing the low thump of the shower water bathing Jun-ho's body. Smiling, the girl knocked lightly on the bathroom door, happy that he was finally home. She was a considerably anxious person, so she planned and scheduled an entire night together, including a movie and hugs, all for Jun-ho's rest and comfort.

“Hey, Jun-ho.” Y/n speaks in a tone loud enough to overpower the sound of the water, which was turned off when Jun-ho heard his girlfriend's voice. "Hey my love. I'm already going, I'm just going to finish my shower. You can eat if you want.” His voice was considerably lower than normal, but she just brushes it off by muttering a small confirmation.

Almost half an hour has passed when Jun-ho finally sits down on the chair opposite Y/n. His hair was wet and he was wearing sweatpants and a sweatshirt. Comfortably beautiful, she thought. He directed a slight smile at her, which unconsciously showed his tiredness and discouragement. A wave of worry flooded Y/n's thoughts, imagining what must have happened at her house.

Y/n was aware of her mother-in-law's abusive relationship and knew that Jun-ho didn't approve of any of it, getting frustrated every time she spoke to her mother or saw her in person. With a knowing smile, Y/n reached out, cradling Jun-ho's hand in hers. "Everything is fine?”

The short sentence of just three words was the trigger, the direct impulse for him to break. His eyes were slightly red and burned from the tears shed during the shower, but now it didn't matter because they came back with full force, making Jun-ho's face moist.

Y/n immediately went to his side, wrapping him in a tight hug, Jun-ho's head resting in the crook of her neck. Seeing Jun-ho cry meant that he was at the height of everything, that everything came together and came crashing down with a thunderous thud.

Jun-ho was the type of person who prioritized maintaining a firm stance so as not to have to explain his weaknesses and concerns, but when he was around his girlfriend it was like that whole facade fell and he felt the need to spill everything to her. He felt heard and loved when he was with her, he didn't feel like a burden or a nuisance, he was just him. He could be him around Y/n because she was her around him too, she prioritized his well-being before hers and he sometimes didn't know how to show his gratitude.

Feeling Jun-ho's shoulders shake and hearing his painful sobs was like a stab in her back, making her feel helpless because she couldn't do anything to take away all the pain and weight from him, everything.

With a gentle squeeze on his shoulders, she hugged Jun-ho affectionately, feeling him getting impossibly closer to her. The smell of her perfume made Jun-ho feel more comfortable, she smells like home, he thought. This made him cry even more, feeling unworthy of having such a caring person by your side to not only listen but also understand your emotions and help you deal with them.

Y/n can feel her own tears falling down her face, her heart almost comes out of her mouth at the thought of her love, her world, the most important person in her life being in pain. Not just any pain, but the worst pain ever. The emotional pain. The pain of not being able to do anything, the pain of feeling unable to help the people you love.

He knew the situation was beyond his reach, which was why he felt so frustrated. He didn't need to say anything to her, his tears told a silent story of an ongoing event that unfortunately affects Jun-ho's life. She understood him, so she didn't ask anything. Her sobs stopped and her tears lessened considerably. Y/n gently pushed Jun-ho away from him, but not far enough to break the hug.

Jun-ho's now red and swollen eyes widened at the sight of the tears that now graced his girlfriend's face. She reached out with her hands and her thumbs wiped away the tears so gently as if Jun-ho would break down at any moment. He repeated the process, wiping away Y/n's tears, doubt dancing across his expression.

“Why are you crying, dear? I hurt you?" His voice, hoarse from crying, was almost a whisper, hesitantly low. She smiled, resting her hand on Jun-ho's that rested on the girl's cheek. “No, that's not it. I just hate with all my might to see you sad. You make me so happy, Jun-ho, that seeing you sad is like seeing clouds cover up the sun on a summer afternoon.” He absorbs the words and for the first time that night she shows a smile. He admired the empathy that Y/n had not only for those she loved, but for all people and without expecting anything in return.

“You don’t need to cry if you weren’t the cause behind my tears…thanks for supporting me, darling.” As a simple answer, Y/n leans slightly towards Jun-ho's lips, her breath tickling his face. Jun-ho connects their lips in a needy kiss, a reciprocal comfort being silently placed upon each other.

“Promise me that when you have a problem you won't keep it to yourself? I'm here for and for you, Jun-ho. You can tell me things that there is no need to repress within yourself. You are a wonderful human being and deserve love like anyone else. And I love you, that's why I'm available for everything. Even if it’s just to sit next to you in silence.”

Y/n watches the light reflect on Jun-ho's face from the new solitary tear shed, but there was no sadness this time, just the happiness of understanding that he was not alone on the walk. That I had a home to return to in bad times. Without saying anything else, this time he hugs her tightly, drawing small imaginary circles on her back.

“Thank you for caring about me. I don’t know what I would do without you.” They both knew that this was not the first nor would it be the last fight between Jun-ho and his family, but this time he was aware that he had arms waiting for him to rest on difficult days.

⊹₊˚ʚ❛A/N: It was supposed to be a short chapter, but I guess I can't even complain because I finally developed something after so much creative block. I hope you liked it, tell me what you think! :) If you made an ask, don't worry, I just haven't had enough creativity yet to develop a chapter, but we'll have news soon. like × reblog. by:: @hyunjinners .❜ɞ

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