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Spellbound Sickness

WHUMPTOBER 2023: Day two, prompt ‘thermometer’ Fandom: Supernatural

Summary: A long and cumbersome witch hunt turns much worse when you begin to develop a high fever; a side effect of the curse she managed to spit out at you. Will the Winchesters find the cure in time?

Warnings: sickness, fever, cursing, pills, ice baths.

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You had never been more glad to see a shitty motel sign in your life. The hunt had been long and restless and your body was begging for a hot shower and a bed to collapse into. The witch you were hunting had been smart. She had used a set of illusions to keep you and the Winchesters at bay whilst she made her get away, although that didn’t stop the three of you from taking her down, but it took far too much effort for your liking. She had also managed to get the jump on you, blasting you with a puff of purple smoke before you managed to shut her down. There was a knot in your stomach at first, but after the drive home, it had settled once you realised that seemingly the spell hadn’t worked, you felt fine, besides the hint of a cold lingering in the back of your throat, though you suspected that was from spending the night in the rain. You did make a mental note to check for extra limbs as soon as you were out of the watchful eyes of the Winchesters, just in case.

The hard rock came to a stop as Dean pulled the Impala into park. You gathered up your few belongings and slipped out of the car, dashing towards the motel door to call first dibs on the shower before the two boys used up all of the hot water. After patting yourself dry and ensuring you had no unwanted appendages, you returned back into the main room of the motel, sighing contently as you sunk into the covers of the nearest bed.

Sam, who was sipping a beer on the motel table chuckled, a grin spread across his face. “You ok there, Y/N?”

You grinned up at him and nodded, glad to see him relaxed after being so tense for so long. “Man, I am so ready to get more than three hours of sleep.”

Dean raised his bottle in agreement and took a swig offering it to you, raising his brow when you declined, coughing into your elbow.

“You sure you’re okay there Y/N?” Sam queried, leaving forwards in his chair. “You are looking a little pale. Do you think it was the witch?”

Once your coughing subsided, you gave him a thumbs up and shook your head. “Yeah, I’m all good, ‘tis just a cold, that’s all. It’s probably from being out all night. I’m sure it’ll pass by the morning.”

Dean nodded. “You’re probably right. Why don’t you get some rest?”

~

“Y/N?”

…

“Y/N?”

A hand was resting flush against your forehead. You had begun tossing and turning in your sleep, sweat beading down your forehead. Your body was warm to the touch. The cold had gotten worse. His voice sounded distant, far away. You couldn’t make out who it was; their tone was familiar but no matter how hard you wracked your brain, you couldn’t figure out who it was.

When you didn’t respond to his calls, Dean shook your shoulders firmly. You peeled your eyes open groggily, and they settled on the tall man before you. Blinking slowly, you realised that it was the eldest Winchester who stood over you.

“Hmm?” You sounded, confused as to why he looked so concerned. That was when another round of coughs racked your body and you sat up abruptly. Dean’s hands rubbed circles on your back until the fit stopped.

Your nose was all stuffy and your head throbbed. You shivered beneath the covers, your whole body aching as you moved. Perhaps this was more than just a simple cold.

“Sweetheart?” Dean asked, tilting his head toward you.

“I don’t feel good .” You grumbled, burying yourself impossibly further into the covers and sniffling.

“I know baby, ” Dead coaxed, trying to get you to turn back towards him. “But we gotta check your temperature.”

He pressed his hand against your forehead again and turned to his brother, frowning. Sam disappeared from the dingy motel room for a brief moment, before returning with the small first aid kit they kept in the car.

“Open.”

Dean slipped the thermometer beneath your tongue and waited. It was cool and smooth on your skin, which felt nice, but you struggled to keep your eyes open against the fatigue which began to take over again. When he took it out and read the number on the dial, he furrowed his brows.

“101.” He stated.

You had rolled back over to face the wall, cocooning yourself within the blanket. Dean placed his hands on your shoulders and rolled you back over. You groaned impatiently and glared at him through half open eyes. He held out a glass of water and a round pill which Sam had handed to him.

“Sweetheart, you gotta take this. Your temperature is too high.”

Sitting up slowly, you popped the pill into your mouth and took a sip from the glass. The cold water worked wonders on your sore throat and chapped lips. Dean began to remove the cover from you, you whined at the loss of heat.

“I’m sorry Y/N.” He replaced the blanket with a thinner sheet he found stored under the head. “You try to get some more rest, it’ll be easier to break the fever if you’re sleeping.”

You didn’t really register what he said, but your eyes were already slipping closed anyway. When Dean turned away, your arm reached out and caught his sleeve.

“Stay with me?” You asked.

Dean cast a look at Sam who gave an encouraging look. “Of course sweetheart.”

He slid onto the bed behind you, wrapping you up in his arms, waiting for your breaths to dip into a steady rhythm.

Swiping the hair from his eyes, Sam watched the two of you tenderly, Dean pulled you closer to his chest as though you were going to vanish any second. His heart broke at the disheveledness of your appearance; dark and tired eyes, cracked lips. “Dean?”

“Yeah?”

“This is definitely more than just a cold.”

~

Your breaths came in short, shallow wheezes as your body wracked itself with shivers. Sweat rolled down your face, collecting on the thin sheet you were trying to pull impossibly closer to your body. You were hot, but you were also freezing at the same time. Awake, but unseeing though sticky, heavy eyes you shook, jolted by a dry, chesty cough.

Both Winchesters would have agreed that you were too pale and that your skin was too hot to the touch. You could practically see the way it radiated from your body, but despite that you were still a writhing mess in Dean’s arms; tossing and turning to try and find some sanctuary in this mess. Your hair was dishevelled from the rustling of your head against the pillow. He could sense you were awake, he knew all too well the way that your breathing pattern changed once you woke up, from spending many restless nights together. It was usually followed by a greeting or some sort or snarky remark about the way that Dean was lying, but you had yet to make a single noise besides the chattering of your teeth. He ran his fingers through your hair, his stomach twisting when it brushed against your forehead which was probably hot enough to boil a kettle. Slamming his hands down on the desk, Sam huffed out an agitated sigh, the dragged his hands down his face.

“Nothing?” Dean already knew the answer. It was pointless asking it. The witch was already dead, shot straight in the heart with a well placed bullet, leaving the Winchesters high and dry in trying to find a curse.

“Nothing.”

The room returned to a pregnant silence for a while. Sam’s slender fingers tapping against the keypad was the only thing you could hear. That was until you bolted upright and doubled over into the worst coughing fit you had seen. Gasping desperately for air, you tried to greedily suck it into your lungs. Sam was up in an instant, pushing the chair away and sending it squealing across the wooden floor. When it finally stopped and you let out a weak whimper, it was Sam’s turn to pale at the flecks of blood that had splattered on your hand.

Hugging you closer, Dean took a hold of the thermometer that had been discarded on the nightstand next to the bed. He slipped it under your tongue and watched in horror as the numbers skyrocketed. You didn’t resist the gesture, which was yet another indicator that something was wrong, you just started vacantly through heavy eyes, dazed and pained. When Dean pulled the stick back out, his eyes widened at the three digit number.

“104.”

“Shit.” Sam cursed.

“Alright Sammy. You find that cure and you find it fast. Okay?”

Sam nodded at his brother, forgiving the harshness that slipped out in his worry.

“Y/N? Sweetheart?”

There was no response.

“Y/N/N?”

Again, you were silent. Too silent. The shuffling had stopped.

Rolling over so he could face you, Dean scanned your face. Your eyes had finally drooped shut and your body had gone slack, plastering against the bed.

~

You sat up with a gasp, sloshing the water out of the tub and clinking the ice against the porcelain. You scrambled to get away from the cold, to find some release from the cold which dug into your skin, but your fingers slid against the white tile and a pair of hands plunged you back into the icy water.

“Easy. Easy.”

You whined, pulling your knees to your chest and trying to cling to shreds of warmth.

“Cold…” you chattered.

“I know. I'm sorry.” he cooed “But we gotta get your temperature down.”

Hazily you scanned the room, peering through the open door and into the dingy room. The lights were on, though there was no sign of the other Winchester.

“Sammy?” You asked meekly.

“Sam’ll be back any minute now, I promise. He’s found the cure.”

As if he had been summoned by the mention of his name, the door slammed open, rattling on its hinges and bouncing loudly off of the wall behind it. Sam stumbled in, out of breath and with a bag clutched tightly in his grasp.

“You’re gonna be just peachy Y/N. I promise.”

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<- DAY ONE ⛤ DAY THREE ->

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𖤐 7 MINUTES IN HELL. gorou !

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warning : gorou ⊹ gn!mean dom reader, cunnilingus, footjob (covered w a shoe ofc 👿), spitting, orgasm denial

for @kreideprinzessin 7 MINS IN HEAVEN

the night in ayato’s mansion was bound to be really wild. almost everyone in the rich neighborhood got invited to his party to celebrate one of his close friend in his, and that includes you and gorou being invited as well. 6:00 PM is when the party starts, giving you enough time to do your makeup and clothing as well as gorou who was wearing a white button up sleeve-polo with a black tie and slacks. you didn’t parties that much unlike your boyfriend but since ayato practically begged you to come, you had no choice but to agree.

finally, the two of you skated your way through ayato’s mansion, pushing the big doors as you look over and saw the mess everyone had made already. couples making out, a few dancing around and such common things to see in a party. “i’ll go grab drinks.” you said before leaving gorou to sit alone on you guys’ table. he was quiet and observing not until he was pulled by a pretty girl; long blonde hair, glowy eyes and a pretty smile. “you look lonely, wanna go hang with me?” he wanted to politely decline but before he could let out a word, the girl had pulled him into a group of girls that looked messy and dazed drunk. fuck if you see this, he’d be punished cause he knows how jealous you get. and that’s what he likes about you; you always make him feel owned.

you walked over to the little bar and ordered two drinks, stopping midway to your tracks when you scanned the place and didn’t see your precious boyfriend in the spot where he was supposed to be in. and when you took a glance.. you saw him sitting with a group of girls, laughing and looking half drunk already. wow he already made friends you thought. everything was going fine until one of the girls scooted over to his side, leaning and rubbing his clothed chest while looking at him with love in her eyes. and what took you out even more is that he didn’t even move nor pushed the girl away. you’re not even drunk yet you were red, red from anger by how slutty he was acting.

you didn’t even bother to look back at the bartender that was screaming for you before going to the group of girls, ready to slap the female that was clinging to your boyfriend for her dear life but was stopped by ayato’s announcement. “everyone please group yourselves. 7 females and males! as we will be playing a very fun game tonight!” the game, everyone including you knew about it; 7 minutes in heaven. where you could meet a total stranger, hook it up and who knows? work it out maybe. you can’t do anything but to just pull him away from the girls and teach him a lesson.. or maybe right now in this party.

so you went to your group, joining the circle as you space out while waiting for others to join. lost in your own thoughts, you didn’t notice gorou staring at you pathetically that didn’t match his bubbly feeling from what the results of his brattiness will be. while everyone was getting paired up and pushed in the closet to do the milagro. you were just waiting and waiting, starting to get bored but jolted once you heard your name coming out of ayato’s mouth. “and the 5th pair will be.. (name) and gorou!!” everyone let out ooh’s and ayy’s while you just stare at him with no sympathy of what you were about to do with his body.

you walked inside the closet with him following behind you, making him freeze when you turned around and whispered.. “get on your knees, whore.” the name you called him nearly just made him curl up into a ball of embarrassment, nonetheless he obeyed your order, kneeling down below you before pulling down your pants and tossing your panties to the side. fuck! what now? he tells himself. you tsk, he was taking a little too long so when you shove his head down, you nearly made him suffocate from being out of air supply. he let out ragged breaths until finally placing his tongue on your folds, spitting before eagerly licking all the sides while pushing the tip of his tongue in your entrance, the padding of his thumb simultaneously rubbing on your bud in circles. squelching noises could be heard even outside the closet from how much juice you let out.

your foot seems to move on as you lazily position infront of his bulge that was forming a wet patch on his pants, before rubbing it seductively. he moaned, loving the way you jab on his cock, huffing as he moves his hips on the material of your shoe. “h..haah fuck- (n-name..), faster!” he loudly whimper out. what a greedy selfish boy, he even had the nerve to order you around, so you slow down your movements to the lowest you could do. your blood was still boiling as you grab a handful of his silky hair to make him look up at you, lips covered with your juices and his drool mixing in with it. such a nasty and pretty sight. you rubbed his left cheek before slapping it, earning a pretty high pitch moan from him.. this masochist bitch literally fucking moaned! gorou then caressed the obvious handprint stamped on his face before going back to pleasuring you.

“c-cum..” he let out pathetically, it was really a bad idea to even let you know. did he forget this was a punishment? probably cause he’s too pussy-drunk to even think with his tiny little brain. you then remove the foot that was rubbing on him before once again pulling his hair, forcefully grabbing his jaw, making his tongue loll out before spitting a fat glob of saliva on his displayed tongue and forcefully making him swallow every liquid including his own saliva.

“you really thought your little cock will get to cum?”

“m’sorry! p-pwease, wanna cum..”

everyone outside the room was blushing since the closet isn’t even that far from the room the guests gathered in. shit it’s supposed to be just pairs making out or strangers having an awkward conversation but both of you guys went batshit. literally fucking like actual. and what makes it better is that you were the one fucking him, letting people know you can just easily wipe off his smug demeanor with the way you make him dumb with the littlest things.

“no slut, you don’t get to cum from how you acted, thinking oh! (name) will not know i’m such a bitch boy and won’t see how i act infront of girls? well then baby you’re wrong, i got eyes everywhere.”

7:00. “time’s up!” one shouted from the outside that grabbed your attention, making you stand up, fix yourself and walk out the room; leaving gorou to suffer and be embarrassed from how the way he looks. and there he was, walking out looking hideous; limping his way to come chase for you. like he wants with his release. he doesn’t care anymore. he doesn’t care one bit about how the guests were letting out noises that would make him uncomfortable next day. he could only think about you and his desire to release.

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profiles one - yn’s fangirls + sunghoon

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park y/n: 06 liner, our main character here #yass she’s sunghoon younger sibling and is well known for it ofc, shes in an art school and does visual arts and dancing, does ballet, contemporary and hiphop (bye i miss dancing sm) got street casted by jyp and was tempted by the fact if she did she could meet hyunjin ( ͠° ͟ʖ ͡°) (same tbh) but ended up declining as she didn’t want to be an idol

park sunghoon: 02 liner, the brother of y/n and loves to embarrass her so much, use to be so secretive and protective of y/n until he realised that no one is worthy of his sister so tries setting her up with his members all the time because he knows his members would treat her well HELP, (hes secretly really protective of her still so he tries getting her with people that he trust (;´༎ຶٹ༎ຶ`) )

jang wonyoung: 04 liner, met y/n when she visited sunghoon at music bank to support him, both immediately clicked sharing the same interests for insulting sunghoon (playfully) wonyoung really adores y/n and their friendship is literally so cute, mann even sunghoon thinks so even though he doesn’t admit it.

kim gaeul: 02 liner, oldest in ive and basically the mum to these kids #savegaeulfr gaeul and y/n met through wonyoung and both bond over horror movie marathons, probably watched most of them alr (•̀ᴗ•́)و

an yujin: 03 liner, leader of ive, also met y/n through wonyoung, bye these two host alot of karaoke nights together for ive and both love to decide on different themes for the nights, yujin didn’t know y/n was the sibling until after sunghoon came behind you to scare you. (ง'̀-'́)ง

naoi rei: 04 liner, oldest 04 liner in ive and one of y/n’s closest friends, rei really likes to tease her because she thinks her reactions are cute ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ sees y/n as her younger sister and also encourages y/n to do dumb things

kim ji won (liz): 04 liner, youngest 04 liner in ive and also one of yn’s closest friends, unlike rei she makes sure y/n doesnt do anything stupid and makes sure she’s always well

lee hyun seo (leeseo): 07 liner, ives maknae, she’s very close to y/n because of age and both like to study and watch cartoons together, they do dance practices together and love baking together as well

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sypnosis: having a famous idol brother had its pros and cons, the pros? well you kind of get second hand fame if you ever go public on social media. the cons? well your annoying brother always tries to set you up with his members, maybe it wouldn’t be a bad thing if he didn’t keep trying to set you up with his groups maknae nishimura riki who you once met and had accidentally spilled coffee on you and then told you to suck it up.

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❛ Y/N TELLS US ABOUT HER FIRST TIMES! ❜ 𖤐

in which ateez's 9th member tells us about her first times on buzzfeed.

𖥻 pairing . . . ateez x f!reader but not rlly

𖥻 genre . . . fluff + crack | youtube au, interview au, idol au, ateez's 9th member au

𖥻 wc . . . 5.9k

𖥻 warnings . . . none that i can think of?

𖥻 notes . . . this fic is heavily inspired by jay b's 'first times' video, feel free to go watch his if you'd like :) if you're not familiar with these kind of interviews, just search 'buzzfeed first times' on youtube and you should find a bunch! THE COMMENT SECTION IN THE FIC IS LIKE COMPLETE CRACK PLS IDK WHAT I WAS DOING THERE ‼️ okay, so i was trying a different form of writing this time where there's more of a focus on the dialogue and not description because it's supposed to resemble an interview/youtube video. there are are bunch of details in this fic that i completely made up, so most of this is totally fictional and not an accurate representation of ateez. also, i did proofread this but there are probably mistakes, im so sorry!!! cr. to the creator of the middle gif.

"hi! i am y/n from ateez, and i'm here with buzzfeed to tell you about my first times."

due to popular demand, you were now sat on a stool against a white backdrop in buzzfeed korea's large studio. you had received countless requests from both your fans and your managers, asking that you agree to be interviewed by buzzfeed about your life. it was a request you were not against, moreover, it was a request you understood the reasoning behind.

being the only female member of ateez, people were bound to be curious as to what that was like. fans knew of your relationship with the boys, but you were aware that they wanted a deeper look, something other than some surface level information; they wanted to know more about you in depth. your fellow members also encouraged you to go on this interview, repeatedly praising you and telling you that you had nothing to worry about and even offering to accompany you to the set regardless of their busy schedules, offers you declined but appreciated nonetheless.

so, you agreed to be interviewed on your "first times". so far, everything was going very well– the staff were very polite and professional, your hair, makeup and styling were up to par, and the overall ambience of the set was enjoyable. you weren't nervous, per se, but you couldn't deny that you felt the slightest bit of anticipation as you awaited the questions while the crew set up their cameras.

your interviewer was off-camera, showing you your questions on large cue cards, meaning you were the only one who could be seen. you felt fairly confident since you had taken part in many group and solo interviews before, and watched many of these "first times" videos previously in preparation, so you believed you knew what to say.

"okay y/n, are you ready?", your interviewer called from behind the camera, a sweet-looking lady in her 40's with an encouraging smile on her face.

"i think so', you replied as cheerily as you could, offering her a thumbs up to which she nodded and turned to the camera operator, mumbling a few words before holding up the first cue card. "rolling!", the director called loudly, signaling to some people.

taking a deep breath, you were presented with the first question.

"first time you were starstruck?"

you smiled, immediately knowing the answer to this question as the memory was still fresh in your head. even though this certain encounter occurred many years ago, you could retell it like it was just yesterday.

you try to recall whether you had already told your fans of this story, and you realised you hadn't, now happy that you could use this opportunity to share it with them.

"oh, the first time i remember feeling truly starstruck was around 8 years ago, i think?", you cock your head to the side, trying to accurately go over the details of the story. "sure, i had met a couple celebrities here and there, but this was really something else for me."

"so, i think most people know that i used to be a trainee under sm entertainment. i wasn't there for very long, maybe around a year or two, but one time, i was using the dance practice room, working on a choreo that my trainer had assigned to me", you paused, sharing a sly smile with the camera. "many of my fans are aware that i used to be a very big fan of shinee, and i still am. in fact, they were one of the reasons why i joined sm entertainment to begin with."

you continued on, a look of joviality on your face as you replayed the memory in your head. "i was dancing, but i was quite horrible since i was relatively new to it– i even tripped over my own feet at one point. the thing is, i very much did not notice a certain someone standing by the door, watching me dance." you winced, hiding your face in your hands. "anyhow, i finished my "dance" and suddenly i heard someone clapping– which gave me a huge fright, let me just say that– and then i see the lee taemin standing by the door, having watched me practice."

some laughter could be heard off camera, the staff chuckling and cooing at your embarrassed behaviour. "i was so mortified but also in awe because, well, it's not everyday that you get to meet your idol. i don't think i got any coherent words out at the time but i did end up having more opportunities to speak to him afterwards."

with a fond smile on your face, you explain the story further. "he was very sweet, apparently he had wanted to use the dance practice room but found that it was occupied, so he chose to watch me dance atrociously instead. he even offered to teach me the choreography!"

your expression grew more excited as you went over the event in your head, obviously having an attachment to it. "we learnt the first part of the dance together, he was just so patient and helpful. i remember watching him move so gracefully and being completely blown away. he had this very gentle yet powerful aura surrounding him while he danced and it just made me think, like 'wow, he really knows his stuff'. we didn't have time to learn the whole thing, but my trainer was more than impressed with the progress i had made."

your face showed signs of content and glee, clearly more than happy about this occurrence. "but yeah, i met my idol, and even though it was in a kinda embarrassing situation for me initially, i had never felt so starstruck in my life."

"first cd or album you ever bought?"

you grinned at the camera, knowing that your fans already knew the answer to this. "you guys already know it. the first album i ever bought was shinee's album, '2009, year of us'."

"it's an amazing album, 10/10 would recommend", you announced, throwing a wink.

"first celebrity crush?"

"ooh, this one is easy too. leonardo dicaprio", you answered with ease, a bright smile on your face.

"i had a crush on the whole of shinee as well, but i think leo came first", you informed the camera, adorning a slightly bashful expression. "after seeing him in 'titanic', i was obsessed. i mean, can you blame me?"

thinking back to when you were younger, you tried to remember what drew you to him. "i found him extremely attractive and charming in the movie. like, his character just felt very special to me. ooh, fun fact, there is not a single time where i have watched titanic and not cried."

"first song you ever produced?"

"hmm", you paused, staring blankly at the cue card. "i think the first track of mine that i produced was love again. i honestly can't remember, when i first started producing, i was overly ambitious and went and made like, 20 tracks. i can't remember what my first official ateez track was though..."

"oh!", your eyes lit up in remembrance. "the first official track i helped produce was light, from our album 'treasure ep.2 : zero to one'. i am quite proud of how that one turned out, since now, it's one of my favourite songs to perform."

you smile cheekily, as if you were about to share top secret information. "i do have a couple more recent unreleased tracks sitting in my laptop files, collecting dust. ."

producing songs was something you did as a sort of hobby, or something a little less occasional as a hobby. you enjoyed doing it, you just didn't have as much opportunity to do it as you would like.

hongjoong was the one who was very much into producing songs. he would spend hours upon hours in his studio, creating music, and you looked up to him for both his dedication and work ethic. "hongjoong is the real producer. he actually taught me most of what i know about producing. he's the mastermind behind so many of our songs, and i just think that he's immensely talented and hard-working."

"first person who believed in you?"

you leaned back on your stool a little bit, playing with the hem of the sweater you adorned. "i think the first person that believed in me had to be my mother. my dad ended up being supportive towards the end, but he didn't really think that becoming a k-pop idol was the right career path for me", you explained, running your tongue over your lips in the way you sometimes did when you were telling a story.

"i don't blame him. this is a very harsh industry, and he was just looking out for me. my mother believed i could do it though. she was willing to put in anything when she realised that this was my dream and that i was serious about it. i'll always be grateful for that", you trail off with a mellow smile.

"while my mother was the first person to believe in me, i want to acknowledge the second, and that was kim hongjoong.", you spoke with a gentle kind of firmness, hoping he could understand how truly grateful you were for everything he did for you through watching this interview. "he's helped me in so many ways, and while he doesn't seem to accept that he's made a difference, i know the impact he's had on my life. no matter what, i am thankful for him."

"first thing you do when you wake up in the morning?"

an abashed smile makes its way onto your face as you play with your sleeves. "this is probably not the healthiest thing, but the first thing i do when i wake up is check my phone. it's usually charging on my bedside table, so i just roll over and unplug it and go through it in bed."

"i get out and use bathroom and shower straight after, but yeah, i use my phone for a good twenty minutes before starting my day."

"first time you realised you were famous?"

"hmm, that's a pretty good question", you remarked, eyes moving up to look at the ceiling as you thought of an answer. "the first time i realised i was famous...it was probably when i was scrolling through various covers that were made shortly after the release of 'pirate king'...yeah, that's right", you nodded, your body language slightly hesitant. "i hope this doesn't make me seem conceited."

"i remember watching the covers so many talented people had made, some of them were dancing to the choreo, some were singing and seeing them do my parts in the song, it suddenly hit me that people knew who i was. it was a thought that hadn't really occurred to me properly until then; i was famous."

your eyes glinted nostalgically, realising how far you and your group had come from debut. "seeing edits fans had made of me, watching my fancams and noticing the views, yeah, it was small things like that that really brought the fact that i was a known idol to light."

"first kiss?"

if you were shy or embarrassed before,  nothing would compare to how you were feeling now.

being an idol, you weren't really allowed to share this kind of information with fans, or anyone really. to say the question threw you off guard would be absolutely correct.

however, the kq staff made it very clear that you were allowed to be completely honest while answering the questions,  they wanted the interview to be as raw and authentic as possible, to show a "new side of you". you had an interesting enough first kiss story, but you were at a loss as to whether to share because of the mixed reactions the media may have.

your first kiss was something only you and the other person knew about. so many of your friends and even members had begged you to reveal the identity of the boy who earned your first kiss, but you knew you couldn't just share that information with anyone yet. no one knew, not even your members. well, maybe except the one.

finally deciding on sharing it, you began telling the story with a slight air of initial hesitance. "i'm not sure how this is gonna fly, but here goes i guess. my first kiss was during my trainee days", speaking softly, a small but reminiscent smile took its place on your face, along with a coat of deep red on your cheeks. "he was like my rival in some ways, always competing to do better than each other. we had a tom and jerry kind of relationship."

"one day, we were talking, well–arguing would be a better word, but anyway, the topic of first kisses came about and it came to light that neither of us had had ours. i don't even know how it happened but, somewhere in between all the quarrelling, we ended up kissing."

you continue on with a heavy blush on your cheeks, groaning into your palms out of shyness. "we didn't have any romantic feelings for each other, i don't think– well, i mean i don't think he had any feelings for me, but i'm not sure if i can say the same. ugh, i don't remember fully, it was a long time ago and our relationship was already confusing enough. but anyways, yes, we kissed and uh, yeah...that was my first kiss", you smiled.

"luckily, being each other's first kiss somehow helped us get super close. closer than you might think...", you grin and end with a wink, just to create a suspenseful effect on the viewers.

"first thirsty fan encounter?"

"thirsty fan encounter...damn", you thought out loud, playing with your bottom lip out of habit while you tried to think of a suitable moment where you encountered such a fan.

ateez as a group were lucky enough to be able to meet with a number of their fans one-on-one on many occasions, whether it be through concerts or an organised game that involved dancing in the middle of a large circle of atinys if they messed up.

sure, not every fandom was perfect and there would be the off chance where you met a fan who was somewhat rude or overly friendly, bordering pushy, but you didn't think you had ever come across a fan who was blatantly "thirsty".

"i don't think i've met a fan like that", you answered truthfully, crossing your legs. "maybe i just don't have fans like that. i mean, i guess fans can go a little crazy at concerts and stuff, but that's normal, isn't it?"

"oh, i suppose people are more thirsty online. maybe, i'll find the answer to this question if i go searching for it", you comment snidely, sharing a knowing look with the camera. "no, but for real, how thirsty can you guys be?"

"i guess i'll find out if i come on buzzfeed again to read thirst tweets."

"first embarrassing on stage moment?"

"oh my god, i've had so many, how can i just pick one?", you groaned, throwing your head back with a slight laugh. "let me think, well there was the one time when– oh! ugh, i know my first, most prominent embarrassing moment on stage."

you cringed at the memory, the image of it never having left your mind since. "thinking back on it now, it probably wasn't even that bad, but god, i was mortified at the time. it was when we had gone on stage as a group to collect our first award, for our song 'wave'. they had just announced our name, joong gave a speech and we were standing there with the other idols when i saw stray kids' bang chan waving in my direction", you smiled with your reddened cheeks, bringing your hand up to your face to cover it.

"i was a little confused as to why he was waving at me, but i waved back nonetheless. the weird thing was that, when i waved back, he looked just as confused as me, which only added to my confusion. it was then that i realised that he was waving at someone behind me, while my dumb ass– sorry, am i allowed to swear? yes? okay good– yes, my dumb ass though he was waving at me, and the worst part was that we were still on the big screen since we had just gotten our award, meaning everyone had seen my awkward little situation.", you inhaled deeply, having recited most of the story in one breath.

you laughed at the embarrassment you had felt at the time, as you had believed that you would never be able to live it down. "what made it worse was that my members constantly teased me about it for like, the next month. the clip went viral, which was the cherry on top for me", you quipped sarcastically, then letting a smile grace your features to let the viewers know that it was all in good fun.

"first impression of your ateez bandmates?"

"my first impression was 'what the hell am i doing here?'", you joked, grinning toothily at the camera before maintaining a more solemn expression.

"no, i'm just kidding. to start off, i found mingi very cute. he was so shy at first, but i could tell that he wanted to be around everyone and join in on things. he's grown so much as a person, and as a performer. it's so heart-warming to see his confidence grow and grow over the years.

"he's also very strong, emotionally. he doesn't let small things get in his way, he's always there to cheer you up if you're feeling down. even though he's older than me, i think of him as a little brother in many ways, since it feels like we both grew up together. the same goes for jongho, except he is actually younger than me."

you take a short pause, trying to focus on each member and collect your thoughts. "as for jongho, he was a bit more reserved, and i was highly introverted, so it made it difficult for me to get to know him properly. i heard him sing for the first time and i was completely blown away, because his vocals are on another level. one of my first impressions of him was 'i would not want to get into a fight with this guy'", you released a short laugh, looking square at the camera because it felt like you were sharing a joke with the fans.

"i'm sure everyone already knows that jongho is a strong dude, but dude is he strong. i used to tease him and call him 'apple boy' because he somehow always had an apple with him. oh! funny story, the first thing jongho said to me when we first met was 'hey, i'm jongho. wanna come with me and see how many fruits i can break with my hands?'", you expressed in a probably failed imitation of his voice, clapping your hands together while your shoulders shook from your laughter from the memory. "like any normal person would after meeting someone for the first time, i said yes and i spent the afternoon watching him break apart various fruits with his bare hands. that was a lot of fun, and i was beyond impressed."

you moved on to the next member, a warmer smile replacing the jokey one that was on your face. "my first impression of yunho was that he was just such a good person. do you ever look at someone and think, 'this person deserves all the happiness in the world?' yeah, that's what i thought when i looked at yunho. he was, and still is, just like a ray of sunshine. he may be huge, but he wouldn't hurt a fly", your eyes glazed over with a soft fondness, tucking a few stray hairs behind your ear.

"he was my first proper friend in ateez. he was so kind and genuine to me at first, always trying his best to include me in everything and making sure i was feeling comfortable and not being awkward", you ceased briefly in order to provide some context. "being the only girl in the group, i was bound to feel a little out of place at times. the boys were always incredibly sweet to me and this was definitely not caused by them intentionally, but there were times that i couldn't help but feel a little left out, but yunho really went out of his way to make sure that i was okay."

"sannie too!", you added with enthusiasm, shifting in your seat. "he also did his best to make sure i was included in conversations, and on days where i was more quiet, he would come over and talk to me separately, just so that i didnt feel excluded and so i had someone to talk to."

"my first impression of san was that he was just simply meant to be an idol. like. it was exactly what he was supposed to do, he was born for it", you explained, sitting more upright as you recounted your thoughts.

"he had so much potential, even during his early trainee days. and he always had this willingness to learn and improve, he would do just about anything to perform better. at the time, i was quite worried for him, because he tended to overwork himself quite a lot. but, it definitely paid off, look at him now", you beamed, feeling nothing but pride for the boy who you held in your heart so dearly. "watching him grow as a person has been a blessing, truly. sannie is a blessing. san, since you're going to be watching this, i want you to know that i really do love you. even if i call you an idiot more often than not, i love you. more than you'd think."

"okay...who's next...ooh, joong!", you quipped, smile never leaving your face. "where do i start with hongjoong?", a soft, affectionate giggle left your mouth, eyes lighting up at the thought of him. "i have nothing but huge amounts of respect and love for him. when i first met him, i could immediately tell that he would be someone i would hold in high regard. he was– is such a diligent, resilient person, the type of person who literally does not give up, no matter what comes in his way. another thing i noticed about him when i first met him was that he was extremely respectful. he would always ask before doing something, like if he wanted to readjust my collar or something, he would make sure i was okay with that before doing it and he'd always open doors for me. he was so gentlemanly, but not in a way that makes it seems fake, no, in a way that shows he genuinely cared about your comfort and well-being."

you reflect on your relationship with hongjoong, and how he impacted your life. "to be honest, most of what i know about life comes from him. i was brought into the idol industry from a young age, so i never really got to be very close to me parents. hongjoong kind of took me under his wing and showed me the ropes, he's definitely a very caring person in that way. even from when i first met him, i knew he would be someone i could count on."

"yeosang was really a puzzle to me when i first met him. cold wouldn't be the right word, but i can just say that i genuinely thought he didn't like me at first. now i know that that's just his nature, that's how he is, but my first impression of him was that he was quite intimidating and reserved. even though i was really bad at making friends before, i used to try my best to talk to him and he eventually warmed up to me. now, all he does is bully me", you stated teasingly, playing with your sleeves.

"yeosang's...really come a long way. he used to be very guarded and shy, but he's really come out of his shell now. he's still a little awkward every now and then but, like i said, that's just how he is, and i love him for it. once you get to know him, you'll find that deep down, he cares and loves for the people around him, and he shows it in his own little ways", you explained with a small grin, knowing the boy was going to bring hell down on you for being so mushy. "like, whenever he goes to buy coffee, he just gets one for me without thinking twice. he's terrible at verbal comfort, so when you're upset, he'll provide comfort in the form of just being there for you."

you mentally checked off the members in your head, realising there was only two left now. "okay, next up is seonghwa. i don't even know how to describe my relationship with seonghwa in its early stages. he was like...my bodyguard or something", you noted with a short laugh, eyes glinting with adoration. "he used to try and protect me everywhere we went. no, all jokes aside, it really was very sweet. he'd offer me his jacket if there was the slightest signs of breeze or if i was wearing a dress or skirt and needed to sit down. he still does this, but he tended to hold my hand when we were in a crowd, so that i wouldn't get lost or feel claustrophobic,  just to let me know that he was there with me."

your eyes widened before you let out a peel of laughter, holding your stomach and throwing your head back. "okay, i have another story. this one time, when we were still trainees, we  snuck out at night and we were buying street food. we bought some ramen from a nice lady at a stall and we fell into conversation with her. mid conversation, i think seonghwa noticed something on the corner of my mouth because he brought a napkin up to it and wiped it. the lady just started cooing at us, pinching seonghwa's cheek and telling him what a good boyfriend he was", you chuckled, finding this story even funnier than usual because you knew that the boys would be teasing seonghwa after hearing it. "you should've seen his face, he was so unbelievably red. he didn't even bother correcting her, we just finished our meal, paid and left."

your laughter turned more breathy as you calmed yourself, settling down into a more serious tone of voice. "seonghwa is a very gentle person, caring and attentive. i noticed this almost immediately after we first met, i could see it in the way he made sure all the members had eaten well, or by how he always asked how people's days were going and listened carefully when they told him."

"did you guys know that hwa had auditioned as a rapper at first? yeah, he had no idea that he could sing, so when the company suggested that he should try it, he was really taken aback. but he worked at it, really really hard, and believe me, he didn't think he could manage it. but here is, one of our best singers. i'm really proud of the person he's become", you praised your bandmate, releasing a short sigh. "but he's still the same seonghwa i've always known, fame hasn't changed a thing. i hope he sticks around for a long time, i need someone like him in my life."

moving on from him, you focused on the final member. "last and very much least, wooyoung", you chirped, snickering a little. "that was just a joke wooyoung, please don't kill me. okay, i'm going to give everyone a super top secret tmi. me and wooyoung were like, arch-enemies when we first met. maybe it was because our personalities were just so different, but yeah, we did not get along at all. he was so loud and out there, i was quiet and well, not out there", you informed the camera with a snort, jutting out your bottom lip and nodding. "we used to bicker endlessly, the rest of the group was so tired of our bullshit– sorry for the language. my first impression of him was just "damn, this guy doesn't stop talking". now, i think i actually appreciate the fact that he was very talkative and sarcastic, because it really kept me on my toes."

"the funny thing is, one day, everything just changed. like, our relationship took a complete 360° and we became super close. no one else could understand what happened to make this possible, but we couldn't really give them an answer. all it took was yeosang locking us in the recording room when we arguing like mad one day, and then, we walked out being cool with each other. after that, he was so sweet to me. ,

to be honest, he was never outrightly mean, we just didn't get along."

releasing a sigh, you stretched your stiff muscles a bit on the stool before continuing. "i think part of the reason me and woo didn't get along was because we were always striving to be better than each other. but now i think that that's what helped us become better performers. i used to be so jealous of how easily performing came to wooyoung. he mastered choreographies so quickly and he was so agile with his movements. i want to say that he's grown to be an amazing performer but that wouldn't be right, because he's always been an amazing performer. the ability's always been in him, he's just fully honed it now. i'm proud of you, woo, keep going."

you acknowledged that you needed to bring your sappy speech about your beloved bandmates to an end soon, thinking of a conclusion. reminiscing about your first impressions of your members caused you to feel a strong sense of nostalgia, helping you remember why you appreciated each and every one of them and why you held them so close to your heart.

"all the boys were really considerate towards me. now that i'm thinking back on it, not a single one of them ever made me feel even slightly unwanted, they were always there for me. i could have never asked for a better group", your voice trembled ever so slightly as your mouth curved into a touched smile, meaning every word you had said.

the interviewer nodded with a soft smile, and the director yelled "cut!", marking the end of the take with his clapperboard. while you received a final touch-up of your hair and makeup, your interviewer walked up to you, a glass of water in hand. handing it to you, she smiled brightly and informed you that you would need to say a couple final words, concluding the interview and giving the viewers some news about your upcoming schedules or something similar.

five minutes later, the cameras were rolling again and you smiled cheerfully at them, clapping your hands together. "okay, this has been an incredible time answering questions about my first times with buzzfeed. sadly, like all good things, this interview must come to an end but please look forward to seeing me and my group, ateez, take part in other interviews in the future!"

"i've learnt a lot about myself through talking about my first times, and i hope you all enjoyed hearing me answer them as much as i did", you said jovially. "i also hope that you learnt some things about me and my members that you may have not known before."

with that, you delivered your final concluding statement with pointed finger guns at the camera and a lighthearted smile, waving in an upbeat manner. "thank you buzzfeed. please stream our latest album 'zero: fever part.3', and show some love to its title track, 'deja vu'. see you next time!"

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henrique reacts ✓: y/n is a whole QUEEN 🔥

ateezbot8: the way she almost cried when talking about the boys :( got me cryin here too thx 👍

y/nfans: BRUH HER FIRST KISS STORY?????????

↳ woobear replied: no bc the description she made of the guy who was her first kiss is SO similar to her description of wooyoung when they first met...

     ↳ mingislover replied: YEAH THATS WHAT I WAS THINKING, like they were both her rivals, they both argued all the time, AND ISNT IT SO SUSPICIOUS HOW THEY JUST SUDDENLY BECAME FRIENDS AFTER YEOSANG LOCKED THEM IN A ROOM LIKE WHAT?????

 

            ↳ atinyville replied: AND it happened around the same time– when they were trainees. didn't she say that the kiss happened while they were arguing? isn't that why yeosang locked her and wooyoung in the recording studio??? 🤔

                   ↳ hongtiddies replied: AND she said that they were now "closer than you think" WHAT IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN PLS ‼️

                           ↳ star1111117 replied: assuming it was wooyoung, did she admit she USED TO HAVE FEELINGS FOR HIM?????

simplywoo: bodyguard?? you mean boyfriend? 😭

sunrisesan: NOT HER SAYING THAT SHE DOESNT HAVE ANY THIRSTY FANS ⁉️ I NEED TO DELETE TWITTER IF SHE EVER DOES READ THIRST TWEETS 🏃🏻‍♀️🏃🏻‍♀️

yunho's toes: i love how she shared so many stories about the members (seonghwa's and jongho's got me rollingggg) it really shows how much she appreciates them :,)

john clark ✓ : damn didn't know she was this deep. keep going sis 🙌🏻💯

jungkookbunny97atiny : new atiny here!!!!!!!! (hehet☺️) this really helped me learn new facts about ateez, and y/n is so cute!!!!!!!

hongverse: i'm :( you can CLEARLY see how much y/n loves hongjoong from how much she mentioned him in this interview, he must have really been like a mentor to her.

y/ncloud: officially y/n biased now :(

kpopmultistan: y/n being shinee's biggest fan girl is the most relatable thing i've seen 😫 the story of her and taemin was so precious 🥺🥺

fluffi77: she's so fake wtf 😒😒 wooyoung is MINE 👎

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realstraykidsfans: when she started telling the story about bang chan, i lost it 😭

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of all the people in the world, why was this happening to you?

really, you had just wanted to enjoy your weekend at home, maybe bake some cookies and catch up with the rest of your homework, but apparently this was too much to ask for from the universe because now there was a classmate of yours standing outside your door, asking you to come outside. oh, and of course it’s that one.

yanking the door open, you stared at the boy on your step, hoping that the dead look in your eyes would intimidate him enough to make him leave.

“(l/n)! i’ve been looking everywhere for you, you know. you’ve already declined to go out with me, hm, let’s see, eight times? but there was this thing i-”

“can you just leave me alone? i already have a boyfriend, i’ve told you this.”

“actually, i’ve never seen him before and you said he doesn’t go to our school, so you’re probably lying, and anyways…” you were really contemplating just shutting the door on him, but he would probably just stand there for the rest of the day to try to get you to come out, so that wasn’t exactly a viable solution.

movement from the corner of your eye made you look over to the side, wondering who was there. you had looked over just in time to see the boy who lived next door to you, (what was his name again? mitsuya takashi, right?) coming out of his apartment to hang laundry, (also the boy who you’d watched from time to time; why did he have to come out now and witness you in this situation? he was so cute too…).

ahh, please forgive me, but go along with it for now mitsuya-san…

“actually, he’s my boyfriend.” the rambling of the boy in front of you suddenly stopped as he turned his attention over to mitsuya, who was now looking at the two of you with a confused look on his face, wondering if he was the one you were talking about, (considering there wasn’t anybody else out at the moment).

as he looked over at you, you just put your hands together, mouthing for him to help you out, just this once.

the look in his eyes suddenly changed and he started walking over, making you almost kneel down and worship him on the spot, thank you mitsuya takashi, i will forever supply you and your family with fresh-baked cookies if you get me out of this.

“hey babe, who’s this?” you opened your mouth to try to answer, but before you could say anything-

“wow, so you weren’t lying, huh? that’s quite surprising, i’m baffled anybody would want to date somebody like you since i’m the best you could ever possibly get-”

“hey, what’s your problem? if you don’t have any business with her, then i suggest that you leave.” the sudden change in mitsuya’s tone caught you off guard for a moment, but as soon as you glanced over to the boy, his cocky attitude had mysteriously vanished, leaving him clearing his throat and muttering some excuse before walking off.

waiting until he was out of sight, you let out a breath you didn’t know you had been holding, the nervousness suddenly lifting off your shoulders. realizing that mitsuya was still there, you swiftly turned to him, bowing deeply as a show of thanks; you were sure that if he had just left and minded his business that you would have been stuck in that situation all day.

“oh my gosh, thank you so much, your name is mitsuya, right?”

“yeah, you’re (l/n), correct? it was no problem. who was that guy anyways?”

“oh, just some creep from school, he’s really weird, so thank you so much for helping me out, i really appreciate it. how can i repay you?” mitsuya just smiled a bit at you, shaking his head.

“no, don’t worry about it, it really was nothing-”

“i insist!! really, you helped me out a lot with that one. hm... i got it! you have little sisters, right? i just made some cookies, do you all want some?”

“well, if you’re insisting, who am i to refuse? sure.” smiling excitedly at him, you darted back inside to grab the cookies you had just baked not too long ago, hastily packing them inside a plastic container that he could take with him and running back to open the door again.

“here you go-! oh, are these your sisters?” standing outside the door was now mitsuya, with two little girls holding hands standing next to him.

“luna, mana, say hi to-”

“yesterday, taka-nii called you the cute neighbor girl!”

“yaay, pretty lady is going to give us cookies!” you weren’t sure whether to laugh or to feel embarrassed about the lack of filter mitsuya’s sisters had, but you could definitely feel your cheeks heating up; he called you the cute neighbor girl?

“o-oh, i see! well, here you guys go, don’t eat too many, okay?”

“okay! thank you!” once the two of them scurried off with the cookies in hand, you could just feel the awkward silence between you and mitsuya, clearing your throat to try to fill the silence.

“uh, sorry about them, they must have heard that somewhere else, haha…”

“oh, no it’s fine! actually, um...would you maybe want to get coffee later…?” as soon as you saw the surprised look on his face, you immediately regret your words.

“well, you don’t have to, i mean it’s not really like-!”

“no! uh, i mean, no, it’s fine, i would love to. how does tomorrow afternoon sound?”

“yeah! yeah that’s great, see you then, mitsuya!” your heart skipped a beat as he gave you a small smile, and you gave him one final wave before you closed the door.

oh my gosh. oh. my. gosh. what just happened?!

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[gender-goth]

Could I request an ID pack/npt thing (i forgot which is the correct name) based off of Narinder from cult of the lamb?

hello! my requests are closed rn! if you want to request me, you can on @thekindisco (known as mod Ryb) where I am currently active! ^^