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ℂ𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕄𝕚𝕟𝕖

Au: Non-idol au

Genre: Angst, fluff.

Summery: Are you lovers or strangers when you look eye to eye? You knew the answer when you asked him if you could call him yours.

Warnings: It may be longer than I expected it to be. Also, it was [again] inspired by The Chainsmokers. And it’s unedited so, if you see any mistakes, I will re-read it [for the 15th time] again. I’m making individual ones based on several songs.

Words: 2k

“ᴰᵒⁿ'ᵗ ˡᵉᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵉᵐᵒʳʸ ᶠᵃᵈᵉ“

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Hongjoong ︳Seonghwa ︳Yunho ︳Yeosang ︳San ︳Mingi ︳Wooyoung ︳Jongho

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Meeting Wooyoung was unexpected. Ending up being his significant other was also out of the blue. Your whole relationship was unlooked for, but amazing nevertheless. But when it started to go down hill, you couldn’t help but think of the happier days.

You walked in the bar, there were hundreds of conversations told in loud voices, all of them competing with the loud music that resonated through the speakers. The crowd is young, students from university for the most part, and you were no exception. Your friends had been asking you to go out one night to the bar downtown with them, to have some fun and discuss some gossip if there was any.

As you were looking for your friends, a pair of eyes were fixed on you since you stepped inside. He ran his fingers through his long dark locks, just to push away his bangs out of his eyesight the next second. He turned to his best friend, who was drinking away his problems.

Taking away the glass from his hands, he nudged his shoulder. A loud, “Who is she?” was heard by all the people at their table. Seven heads turned in different directions, but were quickly to turn back to him as they were not given any description of the girl he was looking for. The oldest of the bunch took his glass up to his lips and after a sip asked “What does she look like?”

The younger boy laughed, and then described what you were wearing. After eight pairs of eyes were roaming through the whole bar, the youngest pointed at you with his head. “Her? She goes to my university.” He was not the type to go after someone for a long period of time, and his reputation of breaking hearts was well known, but he didn’t care as he saw your smile.

He asked Jongho about you, and when he felt confident enough, he got up his seat to go after you. He came up to you, tapped your shoulder and winked, you laughed as he told you: “The name is Jung Wooyoung.”

His presence was anticipated for you at first, but as the night progressed, you liked how easy going and funny he was, needless to say you had no intentions to push him away. You remember how much you laughed as he danced with you and tried to get you interested in him. But you were not the type of girl to go with the first guy that gives you attention.

You thought he just liked you that night to have some fun, but it was a surprise to you when you saw him again in your campus. He claimed to pick up Jongho, but the boy was already an adult, so his lies were kind of messy. He brushed everything aside and stuck to you for a few hours before leaving, and it happened for a few months.

You were sure he was just playing with you, he would find another girl to trail after. His friends on the other hand, had never seen him so dedicated to anyone before. You claimed he was just a friend, and he claimed you were going to be in his arms sooner or later. But did you feel anything for him? You weren’t sure.

You weren’t sure until you saw him in a party hosted by one of your friends at the same bar you’ve met. He came up to you, asked you why you were there. “It’s Chan’s party, he’s my childhood friend so of course I came.” He handed you a glass with a smile, his arm around your shoulders as you looked for Chan.

A few hours after, you were both sitting on the porch stairs. You took some pictures with both your phones, uploading some stories that you wouldn’t remember you posted in the morning. When the night was deep, when the lights had been on for a few hours, when you were drunk enough to forget you came with someone, you told him you were going home.

But he didn’t want you to leave you yet. He wanted to spend more time with you. Taking you by the arm he asked you “Hey, what you doing for the rest of your life?" You knew what he wanted, and with a sly smirk you told him "Well, I don't even know what I'm doing tonight."

He extended his hand to you, which you took softly, and the next thing you knew, you were running in the street towards the subway station. If people saw you, they would be worried while giving you weird glances, but you were having the time of your life. Later on, you were in front of the ticket machine, trying to get a ten trip pass. The reason why you didn't buy a ticket for each was because combining both your cash was at least 20$.

You laughed as you took little steps to go up the station stairs after getting to your destination. He was pulling your arm with little to no strength, and you were leaning on the railing as your hair got in front of your face.

When you finally climbed the stairs, Wooyoung pointed to a street stall. You both ran to get in line, and took out some of the left over cash you had in your pockets. He paid your order without landing his face on the floor and handed you a water bottle when he turned around.

You sat on a bench as you leaned on him, sobering up as you ate French fries. When he asked you if you wanted an ice cream, you said yes as you got up and skipped over to a convenience store.

And maybe it sounds so cliché, but he found you adorable when you picked your dessert. And he couldn’t stop looking at you as you smiled at him with the city lights behind. Maybe that’s why when he saw you had ice-cream at the corner of your lips, he bent down to give you a kiss.

It was sweet. It was soft. It was needy and it was all you would remember for the next few days. That night you felt free and totally forgot about all your problems. When you asked what it was for, he claimed it was to wipe off the ice cream you had on your lips, since you didn’t have napkins.

But let me tell you, it wasn’t the last time your lips collided. A few months had passed and it was clear you were more than friends, but nothing was official. Until he showed up at your university once again, and took you away from your friends, with their permission.

While walking by the river, he had an urge to kiss you, and he did. Not surprised at all, you kissed him back, but as he pulled away he softly asked you a question you were surely not expecting.

“Can I call you mine?”

You laughed shyly, taking him by his jacket while you nodded.

But now he was busy, he didn’t have time for you. His college assignments were taking him away from you, and you couldn’t do much since you were also in your senior year. He got mad whenever you brought up how you were neglecting your relationship. And you stopped trying because the only thing it did was hurt you more.

You talked about it with your friends, they told you to keep trying to talk to him because a relationship goes nowhere if there’s no communication. When you visited his dorm the next day, you went to his room to try again.

But he was sleep deprived, he couldn’t think straight and he was absolutely not keeping up with you. When you had enough, you started screaming at each other. San and Jongho were in the living room, very aware that your relationship was not in its’ best moment. They were silent as they looked at their frozen phone screens, more interest in your… yelling.

“Do you regret calling me yours?!”

The boys knew it was over when they heard no response, and got surprised when you left with a loud bang while closing the door. When they went to Wooyoung, he was still in shock from your question. Of course he didn’t regret it, but he didn’t feel like you were in such bad terms for you to question his loyalty. San told him to man up and fix it, because if he didn’t, Jongho was going to slap some sense into him.

However, his actions weren’t done immediately. It took him several days to compose himself and imagine himself in your place. He did notice that you barely had time to see eye to eye. That sometimes he was in a rush and brushed past you as if you didn’t know each other. It felt like you were someone he knew, that you were slowly becoming strangers.

However, with all the rage inside you, you decided to go out one night, tired of braking your head and thinking about him all day long. Dolling yourself up in front of your mirror and going to the bar downtown after calling some friends. And while you were drinking your third glass that night, Wooyoung passed through the door looking for you all alone.

When he spotted you, he came and sat besides you on the bar stools, to try to get you to look at him. You did take a glace at him but looked the other way the second after. He sighed, he had to fix it but he didn’t know how so he went outside to clear his mind. He left , which irked you a bit because you were convinced he was being a coward and letting all these years go to waste.

As you hit the dance floor, you felt a tap on your shoulder. You turned around and saw Wooyoung who was looking down with a sad smile. When you asked him what was wrong, because something inside of you just couldn’t help but to feel worried, he winked at you. You had a confused expression on, but it quickly turned into a smirk when he finger gunned you and told you “The name is Jung Wooyoung.”

You couldn’t stay mad at him when he was trying to act like you were meeting for the first time. But unlike your first meeting, he took you by the hand and guided you outside. You leaned on the wall, as silence came upon both. But he inhaled deeply and looked at you.

“I will make it up to you.”

“How? Don’t make promises you can’t keep.”

He took both your hands, and brought you closer. His cologne smelled like home, he felt like home, you had the urge to hug him, but controlled yourself as you were still ‘mad’ at him. He brought your lips together, and closed the gap once your eyes weren’t looking at him anymore, but at his lips.

When you separated, he laughed and you just rolled your eyes. You felt like that, that was the end of the night, you were going to go home, sleep and talk with him tomorrow. But he had other plans, as you walked away, he grabbed your arm.

“Hey, what you doing for the rest of your life?"

You laughed wholeheartedly as you held onto him.

"Well, I don't even know what I'm doing tonight."

Then just like before, you ran to catch the subway. Just like before, you barely had cash to pay individually. Just like before, you laughed your ass off as you tried to go up the stairs at the same station. But unlike before, neither of you were drunk, and you enjoyed your recreation even more than the original.

You sat at the same bench you ate your French fries as he told you how sorry he was for neglecting your relationship, neglecting you. It wasn’t the best apology ever, I know, you know it, but it was sincere. Both of you promised to never let this happen again, and went to get the ice cream you bought at the same store previously.

As you finished, you were expecting a kiss afterwards, but you weren’t as sure because you had your messy eating habits out of your way. However, when he looked down at you, as he had his arm around your shoulders, he leaned to give you a gentle kiss.

You smiled. He hugged you and snuggled up to you. All the anger banished away from you, and you weren’t mad at him anymore, you knew you could sort your chaotic schedules together.

You went back home after feeling tired. He took you back to your apartment and laid in bed with you, he had clothes at your place for improvised occasions like this, so he wasn’t going to go to sleep with some jeans on. As he played with your hair, you were falling asleep. But before you could go to dreamland, he whispered everything you wanted to hear.

"I never regretted the day that I called you mine, so I call you mine."

Both of you went to sleep with a smile on your faces, and woke up like nothing ever happened.

#ateez #ateez scenarios #ateez x reader #ateez wooyoung #ateez fluff #ateez au #ateez reactions #ateez reader insert #ateez angst #ateez drabbles #ateez oneshot

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sanieee · 4 years ago

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I think that Still Here from the Japan 1st original album Into the A to Z sounds like a nice anime opening/ending kdrama ost, whatever, and I’m loving every single part of the preview.

#ateez #ateez album #ateez comeback

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sanieee · 4 years ago

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ℂ𝕝𝕠𝕤𝕖𝕣

Au: Non-idol au

Genre: Angst, fluff.

Summary: Different backgrounds do matter sometimes, because even if everything is working out, the relationship will come to an end due to some factors. And Mingi knows it.

Warnings: None.

Words: 1.5k

A/N: I got inspired by The Chainsmokers - Closer. And Idk about making a part 2, you guys can tell me if I should.

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ᴴᵉʸ, ᴵ ʷᵃˢ ᵈᵒⁱⁿᵍ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᶠⁱⁿᵉ ᵇᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ ᴵ ᵐᵉᵗ ʸᵒᵘ

Hongjoong ︳Seonghwa ︳Yunho ︳Yeosang ︳San ︳Mingi ︳Wooyoung ︳Jongho

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To begin with, yes, maybe both of you were completely different, and so were your group of friends, completely different lifestyles. But it didn’t matter as long as you had each other at that time. Freshman year of university meant a new beginning for many, and you were going to take any opportunity the universe gave you, and so was Mingi.

When you both met, you didn’t click instantly. He didn’t like you, you didn’t like him. He thought of you as the typical ‘rich kid’ that had their parents paying for anything and everything. He didn’t know you tried very hard to get grades that got you to graduate as an honor student. You thought of him as the simple kid who entered just by a sport scholarship, and the piercings that he had made him unapproachable. What you didn’t know was that, even if he did get that scholarship, he went through sleepless nights to exceed any exam.

It took some time to get used to each other, but what made you friends was when you fell asleep in the library and woke up to see him seated right in front of you studying statistics silently. His dedication made you intrigued, and after some study dates, he asked you out.

It was really sweet and very unexpected. You had finished studying together on a cold winter day and it was getting dark, he hid his hands in his warm leather jacket while you were trying to maintain your body warmth by wrapping your neck with your long scarf. You were going to say goodbye, but he asked you if you were hungry. You were a bit taken aback but you said yes nonetheless.

He nodded and by the movement of his shoulder, he pointed to his black motorcycle. You looked at him worried and shook your head no. You could easily call your father so he could pick you up with his fancy looking white car, and your words for Mingi were, “I ain’t getting on that death machine.” To which he laughed and told you he wasn’t going to let you get hurt, and by his words “I am still alive and I have been driving that death machine for years, didn't get in any accidents, I think you’ll be okay.”

You hesitated but as you watched his back going further away from you, you made up your mind. He stood in front of it and observed you running like a penguin to him. He smiled and helped you get on it. Now, were you scared and didn’t open your eyes until a few minutes later? Yes. But did he mind you were hugging him? No.

He took you to eat in a fast food restaurant, but what could you ask for when it was almost midnight? So there you were, sitting on a table inside a colorful establishment eating some greasy food along with bags of ketchup. You were laughing so hard while he told you stories about his group. You looked like kids left by your parents to explore the world without a care for anyone.

And before the employees could kick you out, you left voluntarily. Once again in his motorcycle, he took you to the lake at the hill fairly close besides your house. And while you were sitting on the railing, he had his hands on both your sides in case you fell. And it was the twinkle in your eyes when you talked about what you loved, the smell of your perfume and your pink lips, that made him lean in for a quick peck.

Your words were cut short and your face became hot in an instant, you want to forget the fact that you were stupid enough to hide your face with both your hands and almost falling into the water. Mingi laughed and hugged you close, then he spilled his thoughts to you.

“It may be unexpected, but I find you very attractive and I would love it if you gave me a chance.”

And who are you to say no when you felt the same way?

Your friends were happy for you, his friends were glad he settled down. And you were delighted to have each other. It became a ritual to go to the lake for special days, and you had so many memories there.

Your first kiss? Under the tree of the lake on a summer evening while the sun was setting. Your first anniversary date? A picnic with homemade food, which Seonghwa and Wooyoung took part in, and a fancy wine along with it, by the lake. Your first fight? Yeah it was way better to yell where not many people were there. Your makeup make out? You must remember the tree you had your first kiss at, intimate moments happened between four walls in your or his bedroom. Remember that time you shed tears because he left?

Oh, gosh, that last part was somehow unanticipated and obviously not by the lake. He came to your house one day, both feeling like the spark was slowly dying. But you didn’t want to leave each other, or at least you didn’t want him to leave you, your flame was still there. But sometimes, feelings die. And he told you. Told you that he was not feeling the same warmth, that he felt like you were keeping secrets because it just felt.. Bland and repetitive. He didn’t mean you were keeping secrets, he meant you, you both. He voiced out that maybe you should end it, find another desire.

You didn’t scream, you didn’t yell at him. You just tried to reason with him, told him you could revive that warmth, that you didn’t want to lose him. But when he turned his back to you, and closed your door, you knew that you were single once again. That night you fell asleep with tears in your eyes, and woke up the same way. Your mother was not faced by your state, and just told you to get over him.

But could you? You held so many memories with him. Weeks passed and you wanted to be with him, in his little cozy apartment that he shared with Jeong Yunho and Kang Yeosang. You didn’t even want the small cinema you had at your house, you wanted to be in his arms, laying on his bed as you watched some Netflix series on his TV under the blankets of his roommates. You didn’t throw away the cheap rings he bought in the store next door, you thought they were very pretty, even if they were not silver like the ones you had. But your father made you take down the photos you had with him hanging on the wall, because if he is not part of your life anymore, don’t hold onto him.

When he broke up with you, it was your last year as an undergraduate. At graduation, he just told you good luck and left with his friends. Kim Hongjoong was not entirely happy seeing your face and he made it clear that he didn’t want you besides his group. And your group didn’t want his group. So you couldn’t look at each other for a second before any of your friends got in between. What hurt the most was when he ignored you on purpose, so you decided to do the same,

We all know that time doesn’t wait and you eventually got over him. You went out with your friends again, party until you couldn't feel your feet, you did a masters degree, you found your dream job, you were popular on social media and traveled on your own thanks to your social skills.

You stayed several years away from home, your parents always reminding you that you should get a boyfriend soon, get married and give them a grandchild. To which you said that they will have their wishes come true whenever you felt like granting them. Sure you had a fling here and there, sometimes got together with a guy just to call him your boyfriend for a year or less. They say that your first love is special because it is the most innocent and pure form of love, and no matter how hard you try, you will never stop missing your first love. So maybe that is why you can’t stop comparing every guy you meet with your first relationship.

But when you came back home, when your friends made you go to a party in an expensive hotel, that’s where you saw him again. And even though you were sure years ago that the spark of your relationship was burnt off, seeing his face may revive it back.

He was dressed simple, a suit with the first buttons of his dress shirt opened. And even so, you were captivated by him. He was even more handsome than in your senior year. When your eyes met, he was just as surprised. Did you know he thought you were even prettier than all the models combined in the room?

Maybe he got to tell you that night. Maybe you were able to hear little secrets. And both of you hoped you could taste each other's lips for one last time if you were given the opportunity to.

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Thanks for reading and comment if you want a part two!

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I think part of the reason people don't interact on tumblr is because they think the op will be annoyed and/or weirded out by their notifications, but that's just not the case. Content creators appreciate every single note, especially reblogs. Never in any way will a content creator feel negatively about a notification on their work that they literally put out for people to enjoy and interact with

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sanieee · 4 years ago

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𝐵𝑜𝓎𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒮𝑒𝓁𝑒𝒸𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃: 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒸𝒶𝓁𝓁𝑒𝓇

{Previous 1 : Yes}

{Previous 2: No}

{Beginning}

➵ Who called you?

“Well, I am the second guy in your list. I hope you had fun with your first boyfriend, but I hope you are ready for all the adrenaline you are going to feel with me.”

“Sounds...promising I must say. But how did you get my number?”

You were curious, not only did he surprise you with his cheeky tone, he also called you like if you knew each other forever. A small chuckle was heard on the other line.

“You sent it to me.”

“I did?”

You searched in your memories if you ever sent a message to this guy. A lightbulb turned on when you remembered that you sent your private number to someone while you didn’t talk to Seonghwa.

“A yes I did.”

“Anyway, now that I heard your voice, I can picture you better. You look nice in your photos, by the way.. I hope you like me just as much as I already like you.”

Debatable if you ask me. Did you or did you not like the confident way he was talking? Up to you, darling.

“Well, I have to go back to work, bye bye.”

You said your goodbye, and stared at the screen once the phone call ended. His name was under a picture, to have a better look, you went back to the app to see his profile.

You want to know who it is?:

Full name: Jung Wooyoung

Age: 21

Likes: Meat, Ice-cream, Juice, BTS

Dislikes: Cucumbers, bell peppers

Number in your list: 2nd

You should admit that he is very good looking. His black long hair suited him a lot, and I mean, a lot. You were sure that he would look just as nice with a ponytail.

The next few days, Wooyoung called you at night, every time. The sound of people talking and screaming was very loud today however. It was the third day and you began to question yourself if this guy was ever going to present himself to you face to face.

He tried to change locations, but he couldn’t hear you properly. He tried to talk louder, but you still couldn’t hear him properly. You began to get a little bit pissed off, what was up with this guy? Deciding that it was time for him to take you out on date, you told him about your thoughts.

But how?

➵ “Look, I am kind of impatient, choose a day and location and tell me to show up.”

➵ “You always seem to be out at night, so why can’t we meet? ”

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Tag list: @sanglilac @lovely-ateez

A/N: Thanks for all of you who told me you liked it and those who liked my posts. It means a lot to me and I am glad this game has had it’s “popularity” and that it hasn’t been one of my project failures!

#ateez #ateezgame #ateez hongjoong #ateez seonghwa #ateez yunho #ateez yeosang #ateezsan #ateez mingi #ateez woo #ateez jongho #ateez scenarios #ateez imagines #ateez x reader #ateez angst #ateez fluff #ateez au

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sanieee · 4 years ago

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𝐵𝑜𝓎𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒮𝑒𝓁𝑒𝒸𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 [𝒥𝒲𝒴]

➵ “Look, I am kind of impatient, choose a day and location and tell me to show up.”

If you could see his reaction, you would have laughed. He was surprised by your demanding tone, but nevertheless he let out a small chuckle.

[Wooyoung likes your demanding tone +2 ❦ ]

“Alright alright gorgeous, how about I show you where I work? Maybe you will understand why I always call at night.”

A crash was heard and some screams were even louder.

You were starting to get a little bit worried. Not for him, you didn’t really know him even if you were in a relationship in the moment, but for you. The sounds on the other line were suspicious and you were honestly kind of scared he would do anything to you because it seemed that all the noise didn’t affect him.

“Well, what do you say?”

What do you say?

➵ “Alright…” You were wasting no more time to see his face.

➵ “You sound way too shady for my liking.”

#ateez #ateezgame

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sanieee · 4 years ago

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𝐵𝑜𝓎𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒮𝑒𝓁𝑒𝒸𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 [𝒥𝒲𝒴]

➵ “You always seem to be out at night, so why can’t we meet? ”

[Wooyoung prefers a more upfront girl, you sound too sweet for his liking +1 ❦ ]

“Well, my work requires me to stay out at night. However, I don’t know if you will like to come.”

“Why would you say that?”

A crash was heard and some screams were even louder.

“Because by talking to you, you don’t seem like the girl who takes risks.”

Was he wrong?

“But you see, I also want to meet you. The only way is for me to bring you here tomorrow night, would you like to come?”

What do you say?

➵ “Alright…” You were wasting no more time to see his face.

➵ “You sound way too shady for my liking.”

#ateez #ateezgame

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sanieee · 4 years ago

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𝐵𝑜𝓎𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒮𝑒𝓁𝑒𝒸𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 [𝒥𝒲𝒴]

➵ “Alright...” You were wasting no more time to see his face.

“You will not regret it.”

[ Wooyoung likes you being curious +1 ❦ ]

The next day, he sent you a text really early in the morning saying that he would pick you up. You sent him an address not too far from your house, just in case. It was exactly 5 pm when you started to get dressed. Some jeans,a black strap shirt with bows on the shoulders, your white pair of sneakers, your denim coat and your purse.

Because of the makeup and the accessories, you finished at 6:30 pm, making you have 30 min to walk to your destination. It was not far, it was practically a park. You waited at the parking lot, with a few minutes of delay. You took out your phone.

‘I am here, are you close?’

The message was sent and it was immediately seen by him. You waited for a response, but the lights of a car surprised you and the engine of it made you jump a little. A black sport car started to move, and stopped just in front of you.

The window was rolled down, and Wooyoung’s face appeared.

“Hi gorgeous. I’ve been waiting for you.” He opened the door from the inside for you. “Hop on.”

You looked at him, then at the car, at him back again. You slowly entered the car, and once the door was closed, the engine of his vehicle resonated once again. You started a conversation, which he gladly took part. He drove carefully, which made you feel safe..

“Nice car by the way.”

His smile grew, and he looked at you for a second before turning his sight back to the road. You did not recognize the streets, and you were driving far from the city

“Thanks, I won it.”

“You won it?” He nodded, reducing his speed. “Like… in the lottery or a bet with friends or..?”

He laughed, and stopped the car in front of some big doors. He rolled down his window and scanned a card.

“You could say it was because of a bet yes… but I actually no, it is because I am the best..” The doors opened, and the car entered a building, passing though some gigantic garage. You saw other cars parked in their spaces, other men and women looking your way.

“And I won it here.”

You heard the sound of music, people talking, screaming, and you swore you heard a sound of something popping.

When he parked and took your hand, he took you up some stairs. You were taken to the highest point of the stadium, a huge glass window in front of you. Wooyoung kept saying hi to pretty people, and you were thinking that maybe, your outfit was not the best choice for tonight.

“If you won a car here… does that mean-?”

“Yup.”

Racing cars were having their electric heart beating 200 miles per hour as their owners felt the adrenaline go up their body. Lights of several colors painted the night. Engines resonating through the stadium. People cheering and groaning in the stadium. And it all made sense now. The popping sounds were the wheels, the screaming of the audience to see if they won a bet and the loud music for everyone to enjoy.

What a wild life.

Now this was new to you, and you felt out of place. Was this even legal? Maybe. Or maybe not so much.

Wooyoung’s hand made their way to your waist, pulling you closer to him when a man in red clothing came closer to you guys. He had an energy drink in one of his hands and with his other one, he gave a small wave.

“Ready for today Wooyoung?”

You looked up to see a guy with long blonde hair. Was he a god? He was absolutely breathtaking. He sent you a wink with a smile as he leaned on the railing.

“And who is your pretty friend?”

“I went easy on you the other night, tonight I am going to give it my all. And her?” He smiled down at you. “My girlfriend. But unlike you, I am not making any bets on a girl tonight, so don’t even think about it Hyunjin.”

The said man snorted lightly, then smirked at both of you while he straightened his body away from the railing.

“Well, then let the best rider win. See you on the track, bye beauty.”

He blew you a kiss and left. Wooyoung just rolled his eyes with a shake of his head and a small smugly smile of his own.

“He was trying to impress the girl he brought last week, so I let him win. But I think he got it all wrong.”

“Well, I think he is handsome enough to impress with his looks.”

You kept your eyes on Hyunjin as he walked away. After he passed the door, Wooyoung made you look at him taking you by the chin.

“It is kind of rude to say that and gape at another man when your boyfriend is right beside you.”

You took his hands off your face and smiled at him sweetly while resting your head on his chest.

“No need to be jealous, you are at the same level. Now, don’t you have a race to win?”

He pushed you off him a little bit and leaned down. You were expecting a kiss, but kept maintaining eye contact. He quickly moved his face so his lips end up on your cheek. Were you expecting something the kiss to be somewhere else? Maybe.

“I do indeed. Will you cheer for me?”

Will you?

➵ I believe he can win this race, so I will cheer for him.

➵ No? I won’t even look at the race with all these handsome guys around.

#ateez #ateezgame

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sanieee · 4 years ago

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𝐵𝑜𝓎𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒮𝑒𝓁𝑒𝒸𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 [𝒥𝒲𝒴]

➵ “You sound way too shady for my liking.”

“Ah… really? If you were just going to find every guy shady, you could just not have downloaded the app you know? And who talks with random strangers so casually? Some guys in there just go looking for something in specific. You are lucky I am not that type of guy, but I don’t know if you are that type of girl.”

[Wooyoung doesn’t like that you were thinking of him like he was a criminal -1 ❦ ]

Were you taken aback? Yes, yes you were. You did not think you would get a ‘scolding’ today, much less from him. You inhaled deeply and gripped your phone tighter.

“Well, for your information I am not. And to prove that, I will see you tomorrow night.”

He laughed, he did like your bravery that came out of nowhere, he found it appealing.

“Okay babe, I will then pick you up tomorrow. Send me a location and pick an hour, let’s see how fun you are.”

��Deal.”

The next day came fast for you and you sent him an address not too far from your house, just in case. It was exactly 5 pm when you started to get dressed. Some jeans, a black strap shirt with bows on the shoulders, your white pair of sneakers, your denim coat and your purse.

‘I am here, are you close?’

The window was rolled down, and Wooyoung’s face appeared.

“Hi gorgeous. I’ve been waiting for you.” He opened the door from the inside for you. “Hop on.”

You looked at him, then at the car, at him back again. He did seem decent , and very handsome. You slowly entered the car, and once the door was closed, the engine of his vehicle resonated once again. You started a conversation, which he gladly took part. He drove carefully, which made you feel safe..

“Nice car by the way.”

His smile grew, and he looked at you for a second before turning his sight back to the road. You did not recognize the streets, and you were driving far from the city

“Thanks, I won it.”

“You won it?” He nodded, reducing his speed. “Like… in the lottery or a bet with friends or..?”

He laughed, and stopped the car in front of some big doors. He rolled down his window and scanned a card.

“And I won it here.”

You heard the sound of music, people talking, screaming, and you swore you heard a sound of something popping.

“If you won a car here… does that mean-?”

“Yup.”

What a wild life.

Now this was new to you, and you felt out of place. Was this even legal? Maybe. Or maybe not so much.

“Ready for today Wooyoung?”

You looked up to see a guy with long blonde hair. Was he a god? He was absolutely breathtaking. He sent you a wink with a smile as he leaned on the railing.

“And who is your pretty friend?”

The said man snorted lightly, then smirked at both of you while he straightened his body away from the railing.

“Well, then let the best rider win. See you on the track, bye beauty.”

He blew you a kiss and left. Wooyoung just rolled his eyes with a shake of his head and a small smugly smile of his own.

“He was trying to impress the girl he brought last week, so I let him win. But I think he got it all wrong.”

“Well, I think he is handsome enough to impress with his looks.”

You kept your eyes on Hyunjin as he walked away. After he passed the door, Wooyoung made you look at him taking you by the chin.

“It is kind of rude to say that and gape at another man when your boyfriend is right beside you.”

You took his hands off your face and smiled at him sweetly.

“No need to be jealous, you are at the same level. Now, don’t you have a race to win?”

“I do indeed. Will you cheer for me?”

Will you?

➵ I believe he can win this race, so I will cheer for him.

➵ No? I won’t even look at the race with all these handsome guys around.

#ateez #ateezgame

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sanieee · 4 years ago

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𝐵𝑜𝓎𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒮𝑒𝓁𝑒𝒸𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 [𝒥𝒲𝒴]

➵ I believe he can win this race, so I will cheer for him.

You patted his chest and nodded.

“Of course I will, but I don’t think you need it if you are so sure you will win.”

[You made Wooyoung happy +2 ❦ ]

He took your hands and gave them a kiss, he said goodbye with a wink of his eyes and left to go to the track. While you stood there, a girl who looked older than you came to talk to you.

“Who are you betting for?”

You turned to her, a hand on the spot he had previously kissed on your face. You looked at her up and down, and turned back to the window. You were not going to bet any money tonight.

“I didn’t bet for anyone.”

The girl scoffed and left you on your own. You watched the racers come and go. It wasn’t a professional track, it was just for fun and this place was better for them in order not to get caught by the police and lose the privilege to drive freely on the streets. The place wasn’t legal per say, but it wasn’t illegal either. It was a mix of a lot of things, and the reason why this place wasn’t taken down was because some relations were pulling the strings.

You waited to see Wooyoung, but you didn’t see his black sports car. Instead you saw a red and blue car positioning itself, and you recognized the driver to be Hyunjin. Meaning that your boyfriend had to be the next car to appear. A white car that was just as expensive as the one you came in made it to the start of the lane, however, it looked old compared to Hyunijins, and it had some bumps. You began to question Wooyoung’s driving skills.

But when the race started, you could see how talented he was. It was like Wooyoung knew the circuit like the back of his hand, he did not hesitate to keep the car at its maximum speed when taking a curve. Both drivers were skilled, at the end of the last lap, the tension was felt in the air.

The cars just kept overtaking each other till the last minute. But it was all a game to have fun for both players, Wooyoung thought it was enough playing and hit the pedal at the last second, taking the lead and having a visible victory.

You cheered from your seat, hearing other people around you cheering for him as well. Some money being exchanged. Wooyoung decided to run some more laps, and he was defeated in one out of six.

Did he win anything? No, he just fed his pride.

After the cars were parked in a safe place for others to compete, he went out of the car to talk to Hyunjin, who just finished his last lap as well. You saw him high five him, a smile on both their faces. Some people came to surround the cars and talk with both of the guys. Wooyoung looked for you, and waved at you to come down.

You did, taking your purse and your jacket with you. Because the place was unknown to you, you had to ask someone for directions, since you kind of lost yourself. When you got down, he ran up to you and picked you up. You were surprised and, afraid of falling, you put your arms around his neck.

“Did you see how good I am? I told you I was going to win.”

You nodded and smiled at him.

“Yeah, I never doubt it. Well… maybe a bit after seeing the state of your car.”

He spun you a little and you laughed.

Well what can I say, a trusty car is all I need to feel more confident.”

He placed you on the floor, and brought a hand up to his stomach.

“I am kind of hungry...Want to grab something?”

“Sure, where?”

He took your hand and said goodbye to the other racers. He took you back to the big parking lot, where the black car was. He opened the door for you like a gentleman and you hopped on.

You had a long drive back to the center of the city, so you blasted music through the speakers.

You saw that the highway was basically dead, no sounds and no other cars were near. You turned your head to look at Wooyoung, who was driving nicely with just one hand on the wheel and feeling the music.

“Why do you like racing?”

He tilted his body so he could hear you better. You then screamed at him and asked him again. He laughed loudly and looked at you.

“Do you want to know why?”

You screamed a loud yes, then he laughed and told you he was going to show you why. You were confused, but when he rolled down the windows and turned the music even louder you got scared. He gripped the wheel with both hands and smiled.

“Ready?”

Your hair was all over the place and you tried to do a low ponytail as the wind hit you. You turned to him, trying to get some strands out your face.

“What?”

“I asked if you are ready!”

“Huh?!”

“READY!?”

“FOR WHAT?”

“To see some real speed!”

He hit the pedal, making the car engine roar with force. You had to place your hand on the handle because of the force that came out of nowhere. While you were still trying to enjoy it, Wooyoung was making happy sounds. The EDM was high enough for you to ignore your loud heartbeat, instead, you felt a feeling of adrenaline.

You had a fun time, laughing like drunk people inside the car. Because the car was low, you could feel the speed increasing anytime. And as much as you were afraid, you were enjoying it. He then lowered the speed, turned down the music and closed the windows.

He watched you laugh trying to maintain the balance because of the change of pace. When you were sitting straight back again, he rested one of his hands on your thigh. You took your phone out to see if you got any notifications.

“What would you like to eat?”

You put your phone down and began thinking.

“I don’t know… what place is open at 2 am?”

He chuckled and drove slowly, so he wouldn’t molest the people who were most likely sleeping inside the buildings.

“McDonalds.”

You looked ahead and saw the iconic big yellow M. You tilted your head and put your hand on top of his.

“Chicken nuggets it is then.”

After getting your stuff, you went to the park where he picked you up. You decided to sit on a wooden table that the park provided. You were literally sitting on the table and he leaned back on it to eat his burger. You talked about anything and everything, enjoying your greasy fast food at almost 3 am under the hidden starts.

Even after your meal, you guys stayed a little bit more. You were not saying anything, you were just enjoying the night. A comfortable silence between two strangers.

But if you were honest, you were more focused on the way his fingertips traced over your skin. You didn’t even mind the coldness of his hands when they went under your shirt. You watched as his body settled between your legs. Too shy to look at him, you looked at the ground. You heard him snicker at himself.

His hands traveled down your lower back, making you arch your back as you placed your hands on his shoulders. You felt his touches go to your stomach and down your thighs. You were so into it, you didn’t notice his face get closer to your neck until you felt his lips resting on it. He didn’t do anything, and it felt kind of awkward after a few seconds.

But when he tilted your head upwards, meeting his tempting eyes you felt weak. He smirked and got closer, then stopped a few millimeters away from your lips. Do you know what that meant? You had to close the gap yourself if you wanted a kiss.

Did you or did you not close the gap?

➵ I went in for it before you even asked.

➵ That sounds like effort, so no.

#ateez #ateezgame

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sanieee · 4 years ago

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𝐵𝑜𝓎𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒮𝑒𝓁𝑒𝒸𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 [𝒥𝒲𝒴]

➵ No? I won’t even look at the race with all these handsome guys around.

You brought your finger up to your lips as you scanned the room full of people. How were you supposed to concentrate on a car when the guy next to you was serving looks? But you turned to him anyway, then smiled sweetly at him.

“You don’t need my cheers if your skills are everything you need.”

[A no was enough tbh - 1 ❦ ]

He nodded and told you he was going to the track. You scanned the room, and even if the people in there were really good looking, you did notice that all of them were betting stacks of money. While you stood there, a girl who looked older than you came to talk to you.

“Who are you betting for?”

You turned to her, a hand on the spot Wooyoung had previously kissed on your face. You looked at her up and down, and turned back to the window. You lost any interest in everyone and focused on the race. You were not going to bet any money tonight.

“I didn’t bet for anyone.”

You cheered from your seat, hearing other people around you cheering for him as well. Some money being exchanged. Wooyoung decided to run some more laps, and he was defeated in one out of six.

Did he win anything? No, he just fed his pride.

After the cars were parked in a safe place for others to compete, he went out of the car to talk to Hyunjin, who just finished his last lap as well. You saw him high five him, a smile on both their faces.. Some people came to surround the cars and talk with both of the guys. Wooyoung looked for you, and waved at you to come down.

“Did you see how good I am? I told you I was going to win.”

You nodded and smiled at him.

“Yeah, I never doubt it. Well… maybe a bit after seeing the state of your car.”

He spun you a little and you laughed.

Well what can I say, a trusty car is all I need to feel more confident.”

He placed you on the floor, and brought a hand up to his stomach.

“I am kind of hungry...Want to grab something?”

“Sure, where?”

He took your hand and said goodbye to the other racers. He took you back to the big parking lot, where the black car was. He opened the door for you like a gentleman and you hopped on.

You had a long drive back to the center of the city, so you blasted music through the speakers.

“Why do you like racing?”

He tilted his body so he could hear you better. You then screamed at him and asked him again. He laughed loudly and looked at you.

“Do you want to know why?”

“Ready?”

Your hair was all over the place and you tried to do a low ponytail as the wind hit you. You turned to him, trying to get some strands out your face.

“What?”

“I asked if you are ready!”

“Huh?!”

“READY!?”

“FOR WHAT?”

“To see some real speed!”

“What would you like to eat?”

You put your phone down and began thinking.

“I don’t know… what place is open at 2 am?”

He chuckled and drove slowly, so he wouldn’t molest the people who were most likely sleeping inside the buildings.

“McDonalds.”

You looked ahead and saw the iconic big yellow M. You tilted your head and put your hand on top of his.

“Chicken nuggets it is then.”

Even after your meal, you guys stayed a little bit more. You were not saying anything, you were just enjoying the night. A comfortable silence between two strangers.

Did you or did you not close the gap?

➵ I went in for it before you even asked.

➵ That sounds like effort, so no.

#ateez #Ateez game

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