shijakbuteoda

[shijakbuteoda]

high five deprivation

PAIRING: werewolf!yeonjun x female demon!reader

GENRE: supernatural au, college au, allusion to soulmate au, enemies to lovers, comedy, fluff

WARNINGS: vulgar language, includes violence & blood

A/N: seeing as it was halloween yesterday in australia i thought to write something appropriate !! i haven’t written anything of this nature before so i hope u like it :D idk how good i am at writing this sorta stuff so lmk what u think lovelies <3

WORD COUNT: 5,000+

SUMMARY: When Yeonjun promptly ignores your high five, an unprecedented rivalry blooms between the pair of you. After some time passes, it comes to your attention that Yeonjun is a werewolf, that he was the additional supernatural presence your abilities had detected, and that your rings... were silver. From this spirals a series of comedic events, and furthermore something more than just a mere friendship between you.

You swore that you would never forgive Yeonjun for his sinful actions.

I mean, how dare he look at your risen hand, and then continue on with his day without so much as returning your high five? What kind of sick person just does that?

Before Yeonjun had so ignorantly dampened your mood, you began your day with a pep to your walk, greeting anyone and everyone who passed you. The sweet summer breeze swept your hair back, the sunlight shining down on you only highlighting your inhumane beauty. Heads turned, people whispered, your confidence was at an extreme high. So when Yeonjun dismissed your high five without a second thought, any notion of joy left your being. Your ego deflated, and you glanced back at Yeonjun’s retreating figure with immense fury. 

Your best friend, and anchor in this world full of wretched mortals, Jeong Yunho looked on at the scene with amusement. Sure, you were being dramatic, but come on.. it was just a damn high five - you weren’t asking much of Choi Yeonjun. In an attempt to bring up your spirits, Yunho holds his hand up in the hopes of a high five which you begrudgingly return.

“I’ll shout you an iced coffee?” He proposed, nudging your figure to elicit a response. 

You merely reply in the form of a hum, allowing Yunho to drag you along the footpath to get you to your desired location. An iced coffee would do the trick, you supposed. 

You return to the college campus not long after getting your iced coffee, bumping into yourself and Yunho’s best friends, who were nothing less than chaotic. It was not unusual for the supernatural to flock together, and the eight of you were just that, the eight excluding Park Seonghwa, who was a mere human but was happy to engage in whatever you suggested due to his naivety. 

Jongho asks for the reasoning for the ever-present pout on your face, and Wooyoung takes it upon himself to cozy up to you. He looms over the top of you, head nuzzling into the crook of your neck as you sip at your iced coffee - and he takes that opportunity to sneak a few sips of your coffee himself. 

You merely glare at him and slurp at your coffee harshly, to assert some form of dominance over the mischievous boy. 

Wooyoung whines, and lets his fangs graze against the side of your neck gently to hopefully gain some more coffee from the whole ordeal. Where some may find it painful, such actions didn’t even register fully to you - after all, being a demon meant that your pain receptors were virtually nonexistent. 

“Wooyoung,” You warn, giving him a side-eye as Yunho decides that that moment would be perfect to give them a run down on why your mood was significantly worse than normal. The boys merely laugh at the ordeal, minus Seonghwa who goes out of his way to give you some candies he had bought to give to trick-or-treaters later that night. This provides you with a mood boost, as most of Seonghwa’s actions did. 

It is then that a majority of you realise that tonight gave you the opportunity to rid of any disguises, it being Halloween meant that no suspicion would arise if you were to venture the streets with no concealment. 

Kim Hongjoong is a witch, which has no telltale features but he took Halloween as an opportunity to live out any stereotypes to their full potential. Park Seonghwa is obviously a human, but he changes up his costume yearly for some form of comic relief, you guessed. Jeong Yunho is an angel, his friendship with all of you obviously strange - but the stereotype that angels did not get along with demons was not the case within your group, Yunho brought out his wings on Halloween as an indicator of his immortality. 

Kang Yeosang is an elf, evident through his soft features, silky flowing hair and pointed ears that were captivating to the human eye. Choi San is a demon like yourself, the only evident feature of this being your black eyes, which could shift to red, that encased your sclera and terrified anyone who crossed you. Song Mingi is a nephilim, half angel and half human, the only indicator of his supernatural presence was his angelic features, and the vague outline of wings. 

Choi Jongho is a poltergeist, similar to a ghost yet he had the ability to retain a physical form; this is seen through his eyes that often glow white. Jung Wooyoung is a vampire, his piercing red eyes and fangs indicators of his supernatural abilities. 

The nine of you were an unlikely group of friends, but you made it work, and you didn’t know what you would do without them. 

You discuss your plans for that evening, crashing a Halloween party with Wooyoung’s ability to compel humans - bending their minds to his will, seeming the most entertaining option. The nine of you part ways following this, heading off to your respective classes. San accompanied you to your next lecture, which the pair of you shared as a mutual course. 

After taking your seat towards the middle of the classroom, both you and San began catching up on anything that you had missed over the weekend. You let your eyes wander the room whilst San talked, your gaze unwilllngly halting as Choi Yeonjun entered the room, his obnoxious pink hair gaining your attention instantly.

You scoffed, glaring at him and letting San’s voice fade into background noise. Noticing your stare, Yeonjun glances up at you, returning your glower with one of his own.

“Yo, loser. Give me attention.” San pouts upon realising that you had dismissed the last two minutes of his story in favour of glaring at Yeonjun.

You don’t let your gaze wander to Yeonjun again throughout the duration of the lecture, but you can feel two pairs of eyes penetrating your being continually throughout the hour. It came as no surprise to you that it was Yeonjun, and his best friend Choi Soobin.

Soobin grew flustered when you returned his glances at the end of class, but Yeonjun only held your gaze, eyebrow raised curiously. You make note of the time, 5:53pm - you needed to head home. You put aside your ego for a moment to prioritise the party, and time necessary to get ready. Yeonjun snorts at you from your peripherals but you pay him no attention.

Keeping your chin held high, you accompany San out of the room as you made your way across campus to your apartments. Parting ways with him at your door, you let yourself into your shared apartment with Yunho.

Black silk enhanced your figure, intense dark makeup highlighting your ethereal beauty. A pair of horns adorned your head, alongside a pair of black wings extending from your back, alluding to your presence within the depths of Hell. Yunho only chuckled at your stereotypical adaptation of a demon when the pair of you left your rooms to meet in the living room.

His wings span out as you reach the space, and as you do every year; you worry about the hyperrealism of his wings - cautious as to whether a particularly sharp eyed human would notice their authenticity. Yunho sensed your worry,

“Relax, love, only someone who is supernatural themselves can see the full potential of my wings, it’s alright,” He coos, bringing you into a hug and rocking the pair of you from side to side.

You only huffed and pushed him away, collecting anything you needed for the night and ushering Yunho out of the door.

Gliding down the empty back roads of your suburb, you took time to appreciate the minimal stars lighting up the sky as night fell. The convertible roof was down, pushing a cool breeze through the car. Wisps of your hair flew around your face, sticking to your lipgloss occasionally thus provoking you to huff to unstick them due to your occupied hands. Your fingers gripped the steering wheel, Yunho’s forearm resting on the centre console as his fingers occasionally tapped at the leather.

You looked down at the clock in your car, the time reading ‘5:53pm’ for a millisecond before it changes to 8:01pm. Your brows furrowed, the strange reoccurrence in time stirring fear within you. The thought leaves your mind as you reach your destination, almost immediately after stepping out of your car you make eye contact with the one and only Choi Yeonjun.

What you didn’t realise at that moment was that your subconscious begins to subtly associate the time ‘5:53’ with Yeonjun.

Yeonjun’s costume was eerily realistic, piercing green eyes staring back at you. Fur adorned his face, Werewolf costume you supposed. You had never seen such a realistic ensemble, and had never known of a college student to have the time let alone sanity to spend time on such attire, but you didn’t judge. It was no secret that your cohort was known to be competitive, so you chalked his meticulously created costume down to that.

Having bumped into Yeonjun multiple times throughout the party you were evidently having less fun than anticipated, you were too proud of yourself to let go of his actions even though you knew that you were being overdramatic. So, the rest of the night was spent avoiding Yeonjun. That was, until he bumped into you, splashing alcohol across your costume and bringing a look of incredulity to your face.

Yeonjun’s eyes flickered with surprise, but any expression was soon wiped from his face as you pushed past him to go clean yourself up.

Not even a word was exchanged between the pair of you, and your anger clouded any other logical emotions within your mind - so much so that you didn’t notice Yeonjun wince as you brushed past him, your silver chains loosely swinging to collide with his bare skin; another part of his costume.. he had come in a crop top. Where you had a bad impression of Yeonjun, you couldn’t deny how attractive he was upon seeing his lack of hypermasculinity, it was cute how comfortable he was with his femininity. But no one needed to know that you thought that.

You lock yourself in the host’s bathroom, ignoring the incessant pounding on it that comes every so often. It was a good thing you were wearing black, but it wasn’t a pleasant feeling having your clothes stick to you - the smell that came along with it even worse. What in the world had the host mixed that could produce such a smell?

After taking longer than necessary to calm your infuriation, you took notice of how much time had passed since someone had demanded to be let in the bathroom door to do god knows what. You presumed something illegal when your hand brushed against the basin, white traces of residue sticking to the pads of your fingers. No judgement from your side however, you had seen far worse; considering you were from the depths of hell.

Opening the door, you almost knock someone off of their feet as they stood in the doorway, blocking anyone whom was trying to get in. The tall frame of Huening Kai stumbled from your direct line of view, and you furrow your eyebrows in confusion yet again.

“Uhm, hi!” His voice cracks, flustered by your sudden exit “Yeonjun told me to check on you, so I thought to wait for you here, are you doing okay?”

You almost roll your eyes, of course Yeonjun’s pride prevented him from offering you assistance himself - even though he was the one who put you in this predicament.

“Tell pretty boy that I’m fine, and that he can ‘check on’ me himself if he is so worried,” You suggested, nodding your head at Kai as a farewell.

It was bold of you to assume that Kai would leave you alone after that, as he immediately began to follow after you. You couldn’t deny that it was cute, he was similar to a puppy, innocent and continually joyous.

“Ah, please don’t misunderstand Yeonjun!” He starts, “He just has a hard time communicating with others sometimes, so your first impression of him may be.. stale but I promise you he’s the opposite.”

You barely even acknowledge Kai’s lingering presence and instead nod, even the oblivious Kai noticing the sardonic nature of your actions. He lets up after that, allowing you to blend into the rest of the partygoers. A sigh falls from his lips, unknowing to you; not giving up as easily as you had anticipated.

Since the night of the party, your friends had been teasing you to no end. Wooyoung even going as far as to attempt (keyword: attempt) to use his compelling abilities on you despite knowing that they wouldn’t work. When this obviously didn’t go as planned, Mingi dared you to try and high five Yeonjun again as you passed him. To their joy, you were incapable of not taking part in a dare... some may call you a daredevil.. ha, get it? That was bad, sorry.

Their happiness only heightened when they spied Yeonjun and his four companions walking in your general direction. Begrudgingly, you walk ahead of your friends, holding your hand out to warrant a high five, and Yeonjun ignores it.... again. Kai instead steps up as to not leave you hanging.

From behind you is stifled laughter, Yeosang had evidently done the same as you, putting his hand up to Yeonjun for a high five. To your displeasure, Yeonjun returned it. You looked on with an expression that you could only describe as exasperated.

The eyes of 13 boys linger on your figure as you stomp away, pride wounded once again. Kai pouted as he watched you leave, knowing that your impression of Yeonjun had only worsened. 

To your surprise, it is not one of your own friends who follows you, but it is one of Yeonjun’s. Kai grins cheekily at you as you make eye contact, and takes your hand in his gently. You yank your hand from his, not knowing him well enough to allow for any form of physical affection to bloom between the pair of you. But he persists, gripping onto your wrist and slowly pulling your rings from your fingers. He sets them in your hand, the silver glinting in the minimal lights of the hallway, Kai then promptly takes his leave.

You stand there on your lonesome, glancing down at your rings. Kai had definitely left you with something valuable to think about.  

You couldn’t believe that you were so stupid as to allow for not one, but two supernatural presences to pass by you without any recognition. Those beings werewolves of all things; Choi Soobin and Choi Yeonjun had even been in their true forms in front of you at the party but you reduced this to the ‘competitive’ nature of your cohort.

There was no doubt in you that Lucifer would be disappointed with you and your ignorance, I mean, you are one of the strongest beings in the underworld, so your competency was to be expected. 

Yunho broke your inner turmoil as he knocked gently on your door, bringing in a plate of food that he had prepared. While food was unnecessary to both demons and angels, it brought you comfort. Eating was also something you did to distract yourself at times such as this. 

Yunho sat beside you on your bed, letting you spout your worries to him as the pair of you came up with a plan to hide your incompetency in one way or another.

The next time you saw Yeonjun was in circumstances you had not anticipated, you had come to your regular lecture, but San was not there. Soobin was also absent. So inevitably, your professor had partnered the pair of you up for an interactive segment of your course. 

Yeonjun and yourself held awkward eye contact as you both tried to determine who was to go to who, and Yeonjun was ultimately the one to take initiative. So rather than have the hyperactive Choi San accompany you through the lecture, it was instead another Choi, Yeonjun. 

Conversation flowed easily as the pair of you discussed your work, maybe it wasn’t uncomfortable as the chat did not centre around anything personal. But it still worked out better than either of you had expected. The pair of you finished the set workload quite fast, with 20 minutes left of your lecture. 

“Hell yeah!” You exclaim, impulsively reaching your hand out to Yeonjun, whom returned it with no second thoughts. 

Yeonjun flinched as his hand came into contact with yours, expecting the fresh sting of silver to shock him to his senses. But he was met with the cool material of gold brushing against his skin, the sting instead coming from the strength of your palm crashing against his. You had a knack to undermine your power at times, but with Yeonjun being a werewolf he was rather desensitised to pain - just not at the level of a demon such as yourself who felt no pain whatsoever. 

Yeonjun looked at you in amazement, the pair of you giggling silently to yourselves as you cleared up any building tension from the past few weeks with a mere hand touch. 

A loud thump gained a few head turns as Yeonjun’s skull came into contact with the desk in front of you, due to his failed attempts to suppress any laughter that dared to spill out. You only glared at anyone who turned to you, it was as if you were saying ‘What the fuck are you looking at?’ but.. with your eyes. A few girls let their stares linger on the pair of you in jealousy, there was no doubt that Yeonjun had quite the fanbase at your University. You only dismissed their glances with a flick of your wrist, threatening physical violence if they were to disturb you any further. 

Yeonjun lifts his head, “So... you know I’m.... right?”

You only look at him with a blank face and respond with, “What? A part of the LGBTQ+ community, or a werewolf?”

Yeonjun returns your same blank look, “Not denying either,” and the pair of you share a cheeky glance before letting out soft giggles at your somewhat secretive conversation.

That day marked the start of your friendship, the pair of you exchanging numbers and messaging the minute you split up on campus. From there you planned to hang out at the local arcade, and then as it grew late you would migrate to your apartment where you would binge horror movies. 

On both seperate occasions wherein you told your friends your plans, and Yeonjun told his, it was as if their minds were synced. Your eight friends shared knowing glances. Yeonjun’s four friends shared knowing glances. They merely hummed when you tried to tell them that it was a ‘friend’ thing, not having any of your excuses. You soon gave up and let them think what they wished to, it was difficult changing their minds after all. 

You meet Yeonjun outside of the arcade at 4:00pm, and soon lose track of time as the pair of you play any and every game within the arcade. Sure, it may be a waste of money considering some of the games were rigged, but it was worth it because of how much joy - nostalgia even, it brought the pair of you. 

Yeonjun had challenged you to a game of ‘Dance Dance Revolution’ when one of the employees alerted you that there wasn’t much time before they closed. The pair of you shared a knowing stare and immediately started up your game, aiming to at least try out two others before you had to leave.

Yeonjun obviously ended up winning Dance, Dance, Revolution much to your dismay. But you were quick to make him aware that you were a mere three points behind him, and you didn’t let him forget that fact. It almost seemed as if the pair of you were in a war with your prides, inflating and deflating each other’s egos continually. 

You then finish up a game of air hockey in record speed, you taking the victory and not letting Yeonjun forget it once again. The pair of you then partake in a game of Arcade Hoops, yourself and Yeonjun with a mutual score of 83, the third tie that you shared that evening. It was then that the store clerk came by again, telling you to pack up as the store closed in less than ten minutes.

You glance down at the time on your phone, ‘5:53pm’ glaring back up at you. A weird feeling settles within you as you take note of the continual reoccurrence of the time... and how you are always within a short distance of Yeonjun when you view it. You simply shrug off this feeling and reduce it to being a coincidence, everything would be okay, right? 

“Holy shit, you’re sick at games!” Yeonjun almost screams in astonishment, and you only smirk,

“Comes with the age, sweetheart.” You jested, alluding to your immortality as a Knight of Hell, and a past Queen of Hell, but that’s a whole different story in itself. 

Yeonjun goes silent at that, eyes narrowing at you in a joking manner, “You’ve had all this time to practice, and yet I still managed to beat you at some games? Gee, some immortal you are,” he chided. 

You push him off of the footpath into the grass as a response, making him lose his balance and bump into a passerby. Your senses are on high alert with that, noting the presence of not one but multiple demons within your vicinity, alongside that the lack of humans in the area. 

Yeonjun turns to retaliate but stops upon seeing the blank expression on your face, the look on your face stirring fear within him despite him also being a supernatural being. Talk about Big Dick Energy, huh. 

You then note how the presence of demons seemingly surrounds you, attempting to make you feel small and intimidated but it does quite the opposite. You applaud them, I mean, challenging a Knight of Hell is a big job, but you also snort inwardly at their stupidity. If their powers were a Level 10, yours were a Level 500k+. The scraggly sixteen of them didn’t throw you off at all, it only provided you with entertainment as you knew that there was no way they’d overpower you, especially with Yeonjun by your side.

“Aw, look at your little bitch, my Queen,” One of them sneers, and Yeonjun lunges at him teasingly in retaliation, intimidating him enough for the demon to take a few steps back. 

“What is it that you want this time? Mad that I’m the Devil’s right hand and you’re not?” You question blankly, eyes flashing red to assert your hierarchical status. 

A female demon steps up at that, throwing herself onto you which does nothing to waiver your confidence. You only use your biokinesis to alter her biological makeup, which results in her spitting up blood. Blood then begins to leak from her eyes and onto the concrete.

A few other demons come at you in a similar fashion, taking your actions as a cue to start their attack, and you take this opportunity to showcase your array of supernatural abilities. Biokinesis where you make someone explode or bleed, pyrokinesis where you set them on fire, thermokinesis where your skin becomes hot to the touch and results in third degree burns, mental manipulation wherein you made demons up and leave their ringleader, sedation where they drop to the floor, unconscious, molecular combustion where the demon is reduced to dust. The extent of your abilities was almost endless, much to the amazement of Yeonjun.

You take out all of the demons except for one, who you assume is the absolute genius behind this plan. He cowers, and tumbles back as you draw closer to him, “I would say that you were to regret that, but you won’t be feeling anything in a few minutes.”

You mutter a few phrases, exorcising the demon, leaving an innocent human staring up at you. Snapping your fingers you clear their memory of the time that the demon inhabited them, “You have been missing for six months, off you go.” The human stands up and walks away at a leisurely pace, observing their surroundings with confusion.

You stand up straighter at that, snapping your fingers to rid of any evidence of the happenings, and to clean your clothes that were drenched with blood. Thankfully the demons were all in vessels, inhabiting another human made it much easier for you to rid of them. More often than not the bodies were close to death nonetheless, so even if you exorcised them all the humans they were inhabiting would likely die as a result. You dust your hands off, proud of the show you put on in front of Yeonjun. 

Not to give yourself the full credit, however. You noted that Yeonjun had also taken part in the fight; scratching or biting at the demons as they attacked the pair of you. Yeonjun found himself feeling nothing but rage as he saw the nature in which the demons threw themselves at you. Red clouded his vision, in both a mental and physical sense, as he retaliates. 

You turn to Yeonjun, smirking as you catch him already staring at you in astonishment. His eyes sparkle, and his mouth is wide open in a dazed grin. Not knowing what to say you burst out the over-used, “Close your mouth, you’ll catch flies,” and Yeonjun instantly grows flustered. 

You take that moment to take out your phone, shooting a message to Lucifer - yes, the Devil, he’s quite with the ages. The oldie had evolved alongside society, keeping up to date with all of the current trends. He immediately responds to your text and tells you that he’ll take care of the demons, their opposition lacking total relevance seeing as they were almost instantly killed off. 

You pocket your phone and turn to Yeonjun, “To my apartment we go, then. Shall we?” You extend your arm to him, and he interlocks his with yours confusedly, were you not even going to address what just happened?

Since that night, the pair of you indefinitely began to develop feelings for one another. As much was obvious to your friends as well, who teased you about it at every opportunity they got. 

You found yourself thinking of Yeonjun more often, finding his reactions from that night adorable, and his protectiveness of you ever so precious. You saw many sides of him that night, even his soft side who still startled at the jump scares in horror movies. Alongside his confidence, wherein he began snuggling up to you as he realised that you had an arm across his shoulders to comfort him. 

Yeonjun found himself thinking of you even more from that moment as well, not that he hadn’t before seeing as he had harboured a crush on you for months beforehand. He thought your independence was admirable, and your skills.. dare he say it, sexy. He noted that his first impression of you was far from the truth, where you were externally tough and intimidating, you were inwardly quite sensitive, and almost childlike despite being a demon. He noted this through the huge collection of plush toys that adorned your bed.

So, the pair of you went to message one another, instantly halting as you both saw the typing bubble pop up on your phones. You end up typing again as Yeonjun fails to do so for about a minute, ‘Theme park, tomorrow, 4:00pm. Meet me at my apartment,’ and he does exactly that. 

The following evening the pair of you accompany each other to the theme park, going on a number of rides and winning the other prizes at the stands across the area. Yeonjun had won you a fox plush toy, which you named after him, and you won him a deer soft toy, which he in turn named after you. 

Night begins to fall, and a chill washes over the area as the fresh night air envelops anyone who dared to stay out past sunset. You glance upwards, smiling at the beauty of the stars that adorned the sky. Yeonjun stares at you as you look away, admiring your effortless perfection. He then takes off his coat, letting it rest across your shoulders. You glance at him questioningly, tilting your head to the side in a way that he finds so irresistibly adorable. 

He only shrugs as a reply, ruffling your hair. You stop him, gripping his hand in your own, “Cheeky bastard,” you retort, intertwining your fingers which elicits a blush from Yeonjun. You note that he is only wearing a pink crop top, which would only make him freeze, so you sidle up to him, wrapping an arm around his waist that rests at his exposed hipbone. As you had to let go of his hand to do so, you then brought his arm over your shoulders, intertwining your fingers once again.

Yeonjun stares the opposite way for a second to hide his blush, and then rests his head on top of yours, nuzzling into your hair to stop you from looking up at his red face. His usual confidence was often hindered in your presence as yours matched his perfectly, leaving him flustered continually. You lead the pair of you to the Ferris Wheel, where you get a carriage to yourself, guaranteeing privacy. 

“Yeonjun.” You state, warranting his full attention. He turns to face you almost instantaneously, humming to urge you to continue, “You’re a fucking loser but I’m falling for you, and I need to make you mine or it might just kill me-”

You are cut off by Yeonjun’s lips meeting yours, the kiss slow and sensual following your admission of feelings. You pull away first to breathe, and his lips chase after yours instinctively, not liking the feeling of you parting with him so soon. You close the gap again, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him closer to you. 

After you separate again, Yeonjun pants, “God, I’m so fucking whipped for you. I’m yours,” as you go to kiss him again, he stops you, “But, you’re mine.”

You only nod as a response, but stop yourself again to retort, “Don’t use that language in front of me.” 

“W-what... the f-word?” He mumbles, “No, ‘God’ you loser... I’m a demon..”

He only rolls his eyes, grabbing at the lapels of his coat resting on your shoulders to pull you into another kiss. The kiss was passionate, slow, sweet, the residue of cotton candy setting the atmosphere, and there was no denying that the man was an excellent kisser... it was as if his lips were made for the sole purpose of kissing. Any background noise faded away, the pair of you absorbed in one another, and to think that merely a few weeks ago the pair of you were in an unspoken war over high fives.

The time? 5:53pm... a time that now belonged to yourself and Yeonjun, and you wouldn’t have it any other way. 

[shijakbuteoda]

the power they hold

[shijakbuteoda]

messy nct / wayv bios pt.3

pt.1 & pt.2

follow me on twt @ YEONIGOTCHI or i’ll... -?/!:@: cry maybe :)

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yuta:

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kun:

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jaehyun:

pulled into #JAEHYUN’s lane at a hundred and five baby 😎

sicheng:

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jungwoo:

[ matching bio w/ someone who is hyuck biased ]

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yukhei:

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hendery:

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xiaojun:

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renjun:

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jeno:

WARNING : this user is a fool for #JENO, and rightfully so.

haechan:

[ matching bio w/ someone who is jwoo biased ]

#HYUCK: @ username ... uhh suddenly i am jared, 19 😸👍🏼

#HAECH: here for a good time, and also a long time bc i’m ur fullsun and i’m not going anywhere !!

jaemin:

#JAEMS: i’m ur catboy bf... nyaaaa *pukes on ur carpet* 😼

shotaro:

#TARO: give me like 12 months and i can rid of my government assigned “uwu soft boy” persona in favour of readapting my thirst trapping, tiktok boy agenda 😎

sungchan:

#SUNGCHANNIE: lyrics that speak to me??? hmm, probably “let’s play forever, i just wanna be your dog [BARK BARK BARK BARK]” ... truly, words of wisdom .

chenle:

chenle reacted with 🔥 to: chenle is more than just his laugh and wealth

jisung:

SUNGIE: im an alt kid . i wreak havoc . i Will take over and enforce my controversial beliefs : this being “chenle best boy” thanku for ur time . ALSO ACAB N BLM this is a safe space for !! lgbtq+ n the poc community !!!-!-!/&/&&/

#USER: jisung is 18 international age and has accomplished more than i ever would in my lifetime .... jisung it boy jisung ace

LIKE / REBLOG IF YOU USE !!

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[6:30pm]

beomgyu grins mischievously as you lay your head in his lap, planning on sleeping away any stress that the day provided you with. you, blissfully unaware of beomgyu’s cheeky plans, drift to sleep almost instantaneously as he cards his fingers through your hair soothingly. beomgyu keeps at his actions to lull you into a deeper sleep as to allow his plan to go accordingly.

he then gently lifts two sections of your hair from the middle of your scalp, at opposing positions to the other. beomgyu ties one section with the spare hairtie from his wrist, and carefully braids the other into a thin strand. he then folds the strand in the middle, skillfully leaning over you to retrieve the hair straightener that yeonjun had been using mere minutes prior.

beomgyu uses the straightener to put a kink in your hair, the strand now shaped similarly to a cat ear. he then repeats these same actions on the other section of hair, giggling contently at the fact that his plan had worked out. these strands of hair were kept in place by colourful butterfly clips, only intensifying how adorable you are.

it was 45 minutes later when you awoke to 4 of the tomorrow x together members mere centimetres from your face, phones in hands. your eyebrows scrunch up, a confused frown gracing your face as you wonder what prank they had pulled this time. you turn your head to glance at beomgyu, who fails to stifle his laughter at the exasperated expression on your face. you snatch away soobin’s phone as he was closest to you, inspecting the work of the one and only choi beomgyu.

you whine and shove the boys’ phones away in annoyance, pouting at their teasing. they all giggle and return to their prior positions across the living room, sending each other particularly cute pictures of your sleepy figure. this makes you pout even more and it is in that moment that beomgyu brings your head to his chest, patting your back in a manner that was nothing less than teasing. you only groan even more, pushing him away to join soobin on the other lounge for help with dismantling the work of beomgyu.

beomgyu turns away from the five of you to sulk into the lounge, occasionally flailing his arms and legs to draw attention back to himself. once soobin helps you untangle your hair and return it to its natural state, you sit up off of the floor in front of him and make your way back to your boyfriend. it is then that beomgyu storms up the stairs dramatically to get away from the eyes of his knowing members.

you follow him to his room and tackle him on the bed, smothering him with kisses and complimenting his hairstyling abilities. despite not being in the mood for being likened to a cat in that moment, you urged him to do the hairstyle on you again in the future, eliciting a smug grin and chuckle from beomgyu.

beomgyu then makes you style his hair into cat ears, telling you that he wants to “be your catboy bf,” and you can only laugh incredulously at his request. you supposed that he was only living up to the lyrics of ‘cat & dog,’ and did it anyway - spending a good portion of the night doing a makeshift photoshoot, taking pictures of beomgyu that made you melt due to their adorable nature.

beomgyu then never heard the end of it from his members, being called your ‘catboy bf,’ for months following that day.

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If you get this, answer with 3 random facts about yourself and send it to the last 7 blogs in your notifications, anonymously or not! Let’s get to know the person behind the blog

OH i’ve been put on the spot i 😳🖐🏼

- for anyone who knows the australian graduating system, i’m doing 2 majors (design&tech and visual arts) for the HSC which is why i’m so inactive !!

- i had blue eyes until i was 4 which is quite rare, i now have green eyes ?-?!: i really don’t know everyone tells me different colours so i roll with it :]

- uhhh i’ve been to more concerts than i can count because i love the feeling of being connected to so many people through music :D

as u can tell i’m not very interesting but i hope at least a few people could learn a little more about me ?-!//‘ sjdjd thanku <3 mwah

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I was wondering why your messy bios always have winwin missing :o

it’s not intentionally !! :o ive missed a few members actually but it’s only cause i type random stuff into my drafts, fit them to a specific member & then post. i’ve never done all members of nct or wayv in one post so i miss out on a few - but best believe me when i say i love em all !! :D i’ll be sure to make some for sicheng soon - i have some in my drafts as we speak :)

edit: and just to clarify ive only made two posts for bios with only a few members per post sjdjd it’s not my main thing - i prefer writing & make bios in my downtime. you are also free to change the member which the bio applies to as well :)

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oneus reacts to you initiating skinship in front of to moons !!

genre: fluff

pairing(s): selected oneus member x gender neutral reader

warning(s): none, unless you have something against pda ??-?/!!/

a/n: i started ulting oneus recently and thought to write this to signify it :D it’s a little rushed but i hope you enjoy !!

ravn

the thought of skinship didn’t come as a shock to either of you - it had been 4 months and the pair of you were comfortable enough to initiate it pretty much anywhere which allowed it.

rbw had only recently revealed that youngjo was dating someone, but didn’t let on as to who you were. youngjo had snuck you backstage at one of their fansigns, giggling whenever he made eye contact with you from where you were standing towards the side of the stage.

he then began to find it hard to focus when you decided you were going to act as staff, and walk closer to ‘monitor’ the boys’ interactions with to moons. youngjo stood up to quickly fetch a water bottle and as he turned he came face to face with you, standing there holding a new bottle of water for him. this shocked him a little but amused him more than anything.

then, as if on instinct, you quickly pecked him on the lips. upon pulling away you realised the setting and the amount of people who had just witnessed your interaction. while you pulled away mildly shocked at yourself for your actions, youngjo had that of a smirk lingering on his face. he was amused, and proud at your confidence to initiate skinship in such a place. you quickly pecked him on the lips once more, placed the bottle in his hands and rushed off stage to shelter your identity from anyone who bore witness to your public display of affection. the members wouldn’t let you hear the end of it after the fansign, mimicking kissing sounds wherever they saw fit.

it was no secret that k-fans weren’t as accepting with idols’ relationships as others would be, so there was definitely minor backlash at your actions. but, you didn’t regret it... and neither did youngjo, if anything he was ecstatic to be able to have dates with you in public more wherein you wouldn’t have to be as cautious of cameras or lingering stares.

seoho

seoho had invited you to one of oneus’ concerts, taking precautions to ensure your identity was hidden from any lingering stares. the tickets were some that he snagged for some ‘friends.’ considering the relatively fresh debut that oneus had made, he wasn’t sure of whether rbw would approve of your relationship - so not only was he trying to keep your rendezvous under wraps from the to moons, but also the company and his members.

you knew it was for the best and that seoho only wanted to protect you from the inevitable hate that you were to face, but in all honesty, you didn’t care for the backlash. all you wanted was to be able to freely express your love for seoho with no restraints, but you knew that he wished for no ‘negative’ attention on himself, nor his members.

where an event such as this would only reveal their true fans, you knew that it showcased too much of a risk. you were backstage, waiting for seoho to rush off of stage to quickly prepare for the encore. when he saw you, his smile brightened but then faltered upon realising the setting. where he restrained himself, you did not and leaped up, hugging him tightly out of habit, not noticing the staff that was broadcasting the behind the scenes, live.

seoho was a little flustered, but melted into you instinctively, leaning down to peck your forehead. you gave him a quick kiss on the lips before pushing him to get changed. it was then that you noted what happened, the staff and members looking on at you incredulously. the rumours surfaced, and surprisingly rbw revealed your relationship to the public on the preface that it would ‘bring more popularity’ to oneus as a whole. while the circumstances were not ideal, you were glad to finally be able to express your affection for seoho publicly.

leedo

your group and oneus’ schedules almost always lined up, which proved to be difficult in keeping you and gunhak’s relationship under wraps. you would watch his performances with a blinding smile on your face, proud of how well he was doing - and him, you. it even came to the point where when the two of you stood on stage together at music shows fans began to notice the longing stares that you would exchange - or the lingering glances that the pair of you would give one another as you spoke about your performances into the microphone.

this week your group were promoting their newest single whilst oneus were promoting ‘a song written easily,’ on the show. your group had made a debut not long before oneus had, meaning the two of you were pretty close to the other on stage. this was changed when the host, lee jeno of nct, gestured for you to move closer to the front alongside nct dream due to your connections - being from the same company. it was a close call between your group’s new single and nct dream’s single ‘ridin’ but your group evidently ended up winning.

your eyes glimmered with unshed tears as the mic was passed to you for you to give your ment, as you tried to talk your voice failed you and you found yourself crouching to try and prevent the sobs that wished to come out. chenle reached over and rubbed your shoulder to comfort you as you gave your speech about your group’s 5th consecutive win. gunhak watched this interaction with envy, if only he was able to publicly comfort you. however, he was glad that you had such supportive artists at your company.

it was then that your song came on over the speakers, signalling the other artists off of the stage. your group pulled nct dream to stay on stage and you glanced over to see oneus leaving as well. you quickened your speed and grabbed gunhak’s hand, interlacing your fingers and urging oneus to join you on stage. the boys happily obliged, gunhak blushing at the fact that you remained holding his hand. upon noticing this you squished his cheeks together, kissing him and giggling as he leaned into you again after you began to pull away, coercing you into another kiss. let’s just say, both of your fandoms took to social media to freak out about the new relationship - many people shipping it from months prior due to how SuBtLe the pair of you were.

keonhee

you had met keonhee through your brother, where you tagged along during his promotions to help as a makeup artist for his group. your brother, yunho of ateez, was to appear on weekly idol alongside another group - oneus. this is evidently where the relationship between you and keonhee bloomed.

so, when the pair of you started dating it was almost unseen to anyone’s eyes. your job as a makeup artist kept your actions inconspicuous to others, dodging in and out of dressing rooms was not unusual of any idol’s staff so no one ever spared you and keonhee a glance when you snuck into his dressing room to help him get ready. it was also a big help that ateez and oneus’ schedules lined up quite often, meaning that you were alongside keonhee not only at work, but also when the pair of you had dates, or where he’d occasionally sleep over at your apartment with the excuse that he was visiting ‘a friend.’

on this particular day you were helping touch up keonhee’s makeup at a pre-recording. oneus’ staff had basically welcomed you as their own, and yunho grew almost.. jealous at the little time you spent with ateez in favour of oneus. so whilst you touched up keonhee’s makeup, yunho stood by the side of the stage, pouting at how long you were taking as he needed his makeup done too. as if out of habit, you gripped keonhee’s face in your hands and pressed a kiss to his lips after applying too much lip tint. “there!” you exclaimed, “now there’s not an overload of tint.”

keonhee was surprised at your newfound confidence and public display of affection. it was then that your conscious kicked in, you were standing in front of to moons, staff, all of oneus and your brother. keonhee giggled at the look on your face, it was almost as if you were contemplating all of your life’s decisions that led you to that moment. he leaned forward and pecked your lips quickly, then ushered you off of stage and out of the view of the public eye. it was then that he noticed yunho, who was now putting on an act of mock frustration, “you hurt my sibling, i hurt you,” wow.. how cheesy could one be? keonhee froze in his spot before yunho broke out in laughter, patting keonhee’s back and assuring him that it was alright. he then grabbed you by the wrist to drag you away, “we have a lot of talking to do, you idiot.” you looked back at keonhee pleadingly, only met with him blowing you a kiss in return. you waved at him and turned to face the ‘wrath’ of your brother.

hwanwoong

honestly it was more hwanwoong than you initiating skinship in front of to moons. the pair of you had made it a plan to visit one of the cupsleeve events that to moons were hosting at a cafe, decked out in clothes that would look inconspicuous to the public eye. which, in hindsight, those clothes were most definitely eye catching seeing as hwanwoong is an idol and mainly owns high class branded clothes, which you were also wearing due to your habit of stealing his clothes.

whilst the two of you waited in line, you let your eyes drift across the menu and decorations put up by the to moons who organised the event. you decided on your favourite bubble tea and let hwanwoong pick his one out himself. once it came to paying the pair of you bickered about who was paying before you pushed him out of the way and thrust your credit card into the cashier’s hand. while this gained unnecessary attention, many people found it adorable. but, of course a few fans paid more attention to the pair of you after this as you sat down to drink your teas, conversing over the cute cupsleeves and extras.

hwanwoong was sitting across from you, whining adorably at the fact that you wouldn’t let him pay. you just pulled down his facemask and leaned in, kissing him to shut him up. you didn’t think to look around to check for any stares before you kissed him so when you pulled away you blushed a little, letting your head fall to the table with a thump. hwanwoong looked on with adoring eyes, cheeks just as red as yours.

the person hosting the event couldn’t help but come over and tell you how cute she found the pair of you, asking for a quick signature from hwanwoong before she was on her way. the pair of you blushed deeper at her comment, linking your hands together and grabbing your teas to escape from the stares that you were receiving. hwanwoong couldn’t help but giggle at what happened, teasing you as the two of you walked back to his dorm to participate in a movie night with the other members of oneus. “well, that was one way to shut me up,” he’d say, nudging you to the side with his hip. you, upon almost losing your balance, glared at him as he gripped onto your waist to not let you fall. he gave you a cheeky grin and leaned in to peck your lips once more, “cutie!”

xion

you and dongju had only recently started dating on the downlow when he decided to invite you along on one of oneus’ trips for you to get to know his members better. the seven of you piled into a van, dongju and yourself sitting in the backseat together [which keonhee enforced to be ‘free from the pda’ and ‘to see the softie that dongju was’].

hwanwoong whipped out his phone to do a vlive to broadcast to the to moons what was on the books for oneus in the coming days, to tell them the reason for their inactivity recently. unbeknownst to them, yourself and dongju were caught in the shot. no one had noticed this yet so you freely expressed your love for dongju, resting your head on his shoulder and tilting yourself up to peck him on the cheek occasionally to get a reaction out of him.

dongju maintained a straight face despite his flustered body language. you giggled, quite loudly for that matter, and continued doing so, yelling at him that “he was blushing, how cute~,” only for him to push you away, denying any of this. seoho turned to tease dongju alongside you, the three of you being loud enough as to be heard on the livestream.

hwanwoong noticed that you had been visible in the shot at that point, his eyes widening as he tilted the camera another way to ensure your privacy. soon after this he ended the vlive upon viewing the number of comments requesting that he addressed what had happened. leedo, keonhee, ravn and himself all looked at each other with wide eyes before turning off the phone entirely. who cares, their main focus was the trip as of that moment so they were to formally announce dongju’s relationship status after it. the pair of you were made aware of this, alongside seoho, and braced yourselves for the backlash but were faced with mainly positive reactions. hm.. maybe that wasn’t so bad after all.

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me during day 20 of quarantine

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Can we be moots?🥺

aaa yes of course !! 🥺 what am i gonna do ?? say no to more friends ??? pffft. feel free to follow/drop ur acc or message me whenever !! :D

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messy wayv/nct bios pt.2

i’m bored again so here,, have some more nct and wayv bios !!!

pt. 1!! & pt.3!!

taeil:

#USER: if it ain’t about moon taeil.. my ass is NOT listenin’ 😴

johnny:

#JOHNNY: always waking da homies up @ 3am for their daily smooches, u know how it be 😎

taeyong:

#YONGIE: reporting live from doyoungs business.. which i was previously asked to keep my nose out of 💅🏼

yuta:

[USER, after listening to yuta’s white cover] in conclusion .. yuta god . yuta created the world in seven days .

[i saw something similar on da tl but i can’t remember the user :( credit to them!]

kun:

#KUN: i’m..... and i cannot stress this enough ..... BABIE !!! >:(

doyoung:

[USER] loving kim doyoung is my only redeeming personality trait 😎

ten:

#QINQIN: i b living in [user]’s mind, along with my roomies [insert member/idol], [insert member/idol] and [insert member/idol] RENT !! FREE !!!

[cr to favie @ yugbaeks on twt]

jaehyun:

#JAEHYUN: imagine leaving jeon jungkook on read LMAOOOOOODHDHD . i can relate .

[this is backed up with evidence that yugyeom said that jae was the most likely out of ‘97 line gc to leave people on read]

jungwoo:

#JUNGWOO was only 21 years old when he reinvented the entire english language with the phrase “pinut butter yammy” 

mark:

#MARK: on the outside i skrrt skrrt, but on the inside i hurt hurt

[ cr. to @ desiredmark on twt ]

renjun:

#USER: da jokes over .. say Renjun Best Boy or perish 😡

jeno:

#JENO: what if i.... took sm entertainment apart brick by brick .. ahah just kidding... unless ??

haechan:

#HYUCK: everybody gangsta till they hear walk you home by nct dream 🤭

jaemin:

#JAEMIN: dancer, rapper, vocalist, actor, visual, heartthrob, mother of 6, comedian, gamer, and da bestest boy :D

yangyang:

#YANG²: i’m only on here to steal ten’s followers ngl ..

(insta) #YANG²: only on here to steal ten’s insta live viewers baybeeee u know how it be 💅🏼

chenle:

#ZHONGLEGEND: if no1 is gna boop my nose then i may as well do it myself 🥺

#CHENLE: and no one is gonna boop my nose?? gee, what a world we live in.

jisung:

#JISUNG = the only boy ever nd i don’t make da rules !!!!

PLEASE LIKE / REBLOG IF YOU USE !!!! ALSO FOLLOW MY TWT @ yeonigotchi <333 I WANT MORE NCTZEN/WEISHENNIE MUTUALS !!

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countdown to yuta’s birthday: D-4 ↳ yuta being his chaotic self

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in today’s adventures of bickering roommates Seungyoun and Hangyul 😂

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taeil ☾ highway to heaven mv behind

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jeno :: boom

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BOOM

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(awkward laugh) okay ♡

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[5:41pm]

it takes a 5 minute video for jungwoo to become enamoured by the idea of doing your makeup, and another 40 minutes for him to realise that maybe.. it was a bad idea. this fact didn’t waver him, and after two and a half hours, jungwoo was ready to present you with some of his best work yet.... but on second thought, only doing your makeup wasn’t enough. he wanted to attempt to braid your hair to match the ever-so-elegant makeup that graced your face.

when he was satisfied with both your hair and makeup, jungwoo placed a small handheld mirror in your hand, urging you to take a look for yourself.

when you turned the mirror over, you gasped in shock and proceeded to let out a small giggle. not wanting to upset jungwoo who put all of his effort into doing your makeup, you smiled over at him and placed a kiss on his cheek, “you’re too cute baby, thank you! while it might not be the best, it’s the thought that counts.”

later that night, jungwoo beams at you as you let him clean your face and brush out your hair. in doing so, he gives you a head massage as a reward for putting up with his failed stylist attempt.

the feeling of his fingers digging into your scalp in a soft and delicate manner meant that you soon became sleepy, clinging to jungwoo and whining when he tried to help you into your pyjamas. finding this adorable, jungwoo couldn’t help it.. he just had to place kisses all over your face; your cheeks, forehead, nose.. hell, even on your eyelids. this just further emphasised your sleepy state, making you let out small giggles whenever jungwoo’s lips came into contact with your face.

not long after, you became a little grumpy as you couldn’t fall asleep due to jungwoo’s kisses, and the fact that he wouldn’t kiss your lips added onto your feelings of agitation. growing tired of his teasing, you pulled jungwoo’s face to yours, placing a long awaited kiss onto his lips. once you pulled away, you cocooned yourself in your bedsheets, leaving jungwoo sitting on your bed with red cheeks and a huge smile on his face.