#((it was quite useful for practicing hangul tho))

[schnaf]

surprise countdown [1/3] - you've got me in a chokehold

[maiakana]

Accent - Lee Felix

Stray Kids

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Key: fluff, humor, honestly some ranting haha

Characters: reader x felix

Count: 3.1k words

Part: 1 2 3

Description: who knew a late night run to the grocery store also meant running into a boy with a peculiar voice, literally.

Note: this was my first chapter of a fic I wanted to write but I kinda liked it as a one shot so here we go! I’m still learning so bare with the writing and mistakes! most likely will make a part 2 or 3 but no promises segrtergsefb

GIF Originally Posted by @felixeslee

You tugged your scarf closer to your face as you walked down the streets of Seoul. You were creating a mental map in your head of the area surrounding you.

Although you've been living in Seoul for 3 years already, you haven't quite gotten the hang of going around. Having almost no other connections in the country has also been making it more difficult.

The words were ringing in your ears, the lingering chill that spiked down your spine, as if they were just spoken.

"Y/N I forbid you, I swear you better come back here before you regret it."

Old news you didn’t need to think about, baggage you were still letting go.

It was later in the night, most residents and tourists have retreated into their homes and hotels by now.

However, a good handful of people were still milling about, friends hanging out, adults having late night drinks, or late night shopping. Specifically grocery shopping, which was where you fell in the categories.

The streets were illuminated by golden glows and neon colored signs, advertising hole-in-the-wall restaurants and tourist attractions. Instead, what caught your eye was everyone's fan favorite: the 24 hour convenience store, it indeed deserved that name.

A breeze from outside rushed behind you as you entered the store, your brown hair flew around your face, along with your scarf. You grabbed a basket with one hand as the other is busy trying to tame your airborne hair.

You started down the aisles, picking out the cheapest food items and ingredients you could find. The life of a student.

There was no one else in the store but the cashier, an old man who was busy watching the small TV monitor on the wall and counting money at the register, most likely his earnings from earlier in the day.

You hadn’t gone grocery shopping in a long time, living in a small dorm by yourself didn’t really prompt a lot of needs that needed to be replenished often. Not to mention your lack of eating, sometimes remembering mealtimes was easier said than done.

You filled your basket with the last few snacks that your hands could grabbed before striding towards the register. You politely greeted the cashier, reaching into the pocket of your long coat and pulling out a few coupons and cash, ready to hand them over.

While the old man scanned your items, you noticed all the posters and pictures plastered all over the wall behind him.

Idol groups: boys and girls alike, all very beautiful, a little unreal you might add. Many of them were group photo shoots but some had members individual headshots.

You recognized many groups displayed, from the big-shots like BTS, EXO, and Twice. To upcoming phenomenons like NCT's 18 member super group, just to name a few.

A sad smile curved on your lips, you had a push and pull relationship with idol groups, never quite cemented your opinions on them.

You've never had a issues with the idols themselves, in fact you used to be a huge fan, following so many groups, listening to their music, and even learning their fanchants, the whole shabang. That was the pull towards the appeal. Idols used to be your role models for as long as you could remember.

Repeat that: used to be.

The industry that produced Idols was what killed your appeal. That's the push. When you were younger you had no idea what it took to be in the limelight of the idol industry, of the trainee life.

But who could you blame, a majority of the world never knows that it takes to be successful, you were no different.

Over time, the idea of boys and girls your age being subjected to their looks and physical appearance, whether their voices were deemed alright, and collapsing from over exerting their bodies dancing. It was all too much for you, even as someone on the side lines.

Don't even get yourself started on the negatives of the fans and fandoms. However, the only light to shed on this was that at least Kpop isn’t the only industry that had extremes among those that enjoy it. Western music fans that were toxic over there, were just as extreme too.

You knew that most fans were regular people and just enjoy the music and the bands but sometimes the polarizing few become too much. Maybe it's human nature to have bad apples everywhere.

One incident you remembered a few years ago was the Shinee’s Taemin and APink’s Eaeun situation. A perfect example of the viciousness of fans and their hate and outbursts whenever they saw their idols do something they don't like.

They'd stalk, harass, and belittle anyone that was even in a 10 ft vicinity of the star. Following them around saying disgusting insults, hammering the nails even further. You don't think you’ve ever seen two people in such distress before.

It was such a shame really, for all we know Shinee's makane may have really loved her like he said on the show.

Now years later, the two are left to only avoid each other on stages and music shows when their groups cross paths. Minimizing contact at all cost to protect Eaeun from further harassment for just being around him.

And that wasn't even a scandal, some fans just couldn't stand their oppa being potentially happy with another person.

to be honest that whole section was me being emo after I watched so many videos about it and for all i know none of it was true or real or it was real and they were hurt because of it, either way i don’t feel like deleting it so sorry to anyone annoyed by it lmao

Although idols weren’t on your radar anymore, you would always know of them, it's inevitable. You were living in the time where they were growing the most international.

Music has always been a love of yours and that's all you’ve been focusing on ever since you came to Seoul. That's probably the last connection you had to idols, your love for music, your love for what you do.

The old man finished ringing you up, bagging all of your groceries and handing you the receipt.

"Hold on dear," the elder said, as he crouched down and shuffled with something under the desk.

Restlessly, you tapped your fingers against the counter. Looking around at all the idol merchandise, your eyes were drawn on to the TV monitor.

"N E X T  W E E K  O N  M N E T!" 

On the TV screen, many different clips of a few boys wearing dark clothes in a dance studio flashed by. There was a voice over, by an older man, explaining the tasks the trainees had to overcome. It was an idol survival show.

In some flashes they were sitting in a half circle talking intensely, in others they were dancing to choreography as one person sat out giving thorough feedback. However, the last clip showed a lot of the boys individually, either writing lyrics or practicing the lines.

You had barely caught the large strikingly red S and K at the end of the clip before the old man bounced up from searching below, stealing your attention again.

"Aha I found it!"

He brought out a small booklet, as if it was a manual you’d get along with a new speaker you'd buy. A manual it was not. You looked at the cover featuring a subtle sky blue with the Hangul lettering in white.

SCOUTING: COMPANY AUDITION & EMPLOYMENT INFORMATION

"You, young lady, look like these idol kids that are hung up on this wall," he gestured behind him while placing the small book into one of the bags. "We're given these little things all the time by a handful of companies to 'scout for rough potential.’ We only give them out during the day but since you're here so late I figured why not give you one eh?"

You stared oddly at the bags full of your food and now with a book that's basically a catalog of idol company hotlines. Looking back and forth between the wall of posters and the old man's kind smile you felt your cheeks blush at the gesture as you hesitantly smiled back.

"Uhh . . . thank you sir you are very generous," you stiffly bow, thanking him for the bags, still slightly baffled by the idol comment.

Ironic. You still remembered being told the same thing once, but that it’d be the only thing you’d be known for.

How superficial.

To save yourself from further embarrassment you briskly headed for the door. The chilly fall air brushed against your cheek, the bags in your hands slightly swaying due to the quick pace. Walking only a few feet away from the convenience store, you looked down at the bags thinking about what the man said.

Yeah right, become an idol your ass.

Before you could look up you felt your right shoulder collide into another figure, earning a loud yelp from the both of you. You dropped your bags as you stumbled slightly losing your balance while the other person, who you realized was a guy, stumbled on his step too.

The guy reached his hands out and gripped your arms on both sides steadying you. Because of the small tug from his motion, you had accidentally taken a step towards him, slightly closing the space between you guys.

"Are you alright?" a deep voice asked, filled with concern. Shocked, our eyes flickered to meet his. English?

He had ebony brown hair parted on the left side of his face. It was a tad longer than most of the men’s hair you see around but the way it flowed just to his eyebrows perfectly framed his sharp pale face.

He was decked in all black clothing, sneakers and all. He was only maybe 3 or 4 inches taller than you yet his dark hoodie and jeans seemed to make his figure tower over you. His jaw was angular, skin a little paler than yours and lightly dusted across his nose and cheeks were freckles.

bahaha apparently he is 5' 7  rn its okay tho because i’m hella short

"Yeah I am,"  you mumbled back, stunned by his dark eyes staring down at you.

He grinned at you showing of a white smile. He gently let go of your arms and crouched down to pick up the fallen bags. "I think we're both going to run into something worse than each other someday if we don't pay attention to where we're going."

You quirked up an eyebrow. "You speak English?"

"I don’t know, does it sound like I'm speaking Spanish?" he chuckled at his own joke. 

His voice was like the ocean itself. A deep flowing tone, miles under sea level, it was a complete contrast from the pretty face it was coming from.

Your ears seemed to ring listening to his voice. An accent of some sort? It wasn't an American accent like your own, nor was it European, it was distinct. You couldn't really put a finger on it.

"Don't take offense to this but are you a foreigner too?" you questioned.

"Hmm I wonder what gave it away," he flashed you an amused look, carefully handing over the bags full of your groceries. "But yes I am, you?"

"I guess we're both in the foreigners club here," you said looking up at him. "I'm from the States."

"Ahh so I got an American on my hands."

You furrowed your eyebrows at him half amused and half curious.

"And what's that supposed to mean huh?" you shot back. He laughed at your counter, the happy sound echoing through the street.

"I knew you couldn't have been another Aussie," he shoved his hands in his pockets, tilting his head a bit, as if thinking about how he wants to form his next comment. "Your accent made that clear, love."

You couldn’t help but giggle at his words, him following suit. So he's Korean Australian, that's new. 

You thought it was only the British that said love.

An electronic ding rings out of the boy's jacket. Quickly pulling his hands out of his pocket with a phone in grip, he opened up the device to view a message he just received.

Sighing, he typed a quick reply to the other person on the other end. You noticed the slight bags under his eyes as his faces was illuminated from the phone. His posture was relaxed but slightly rigid in some movements.

He was clearly exhausted.

When he looked back at you, you took a step back putting some distance between each other, bending down and respectfully bowed to him, greeting him in Korean.

He bowed and greeted you back.

"I'm sorry for bumping into you, I didn't realize it was possible to bump into someone in plain sight," he said, shyly scratching the back of his neck.

You waved him off. "It's okay, I should've been watching where I was going but thank you for helping me."

"It's the least I can do after I sent you spiraling," he replied. He flinched as a few more buzzes went of from his phone, clearly whoever was texting him wasn't willing to wait much longer.

Time to go.

"Looks like my fellow foreigner has to go," You said, tilting your head to the side. "Seems urgent."

"Just my hyungs," he sighed, rubbing his eyes a little. "It was my turn to get snacks for home. Didn't realize I was on a time frame though."

"Lose a bet?"

"Something like that," he said. He held a hand out with the same grin on his face from before. "Well Miss America it was nice bumping into you."

You reached out to shake his hand.

His big hand I'm sorry I snorted writing this haha was warm, delicately holding onto your smaller one, they seemed to tingle at the touch. "I could say the same thing too, Aussie."

You let go of each other hands and exchange a small bow again. The brown haired boy started a step towards the convenience store until he paused and turned back to look at you. He seemed to be debating if it was worth to ask you something.

"Are you busy tomorrow?" He asked.

"Haven't even known each other for an hour," you jokingly raised an eyebrow at him. "Straight forward I see."

He laughed while taking off his beanie, running his fingers through his hair a little. He played the edges of his sweatshirt looking a way a bit, fidgeting.

"Well if you aren't doing anything tomorrow night you should come to Sinchon. I heard there's a lot of busking in the streets since it'll be Friday," he rushed.

"And you want me to come watch with you?" you pressed back. It was an interesting hang out choice for sure, but he's sparked your curiosity. You wanted to mess with him a little longer. "How will I find you? Doesn't seem safe to just give my phone number to a stranger I met on the street. I mean come on we haven't even exchanged names."

His face perked up. Clearly surprised that you were playing along with him. "It's Felix, Lee Felix. And what does my favorite foreigner call themselves?

"Ha ha ha you think you're so witty don't you? I'm Min y/n."

His eyes glistened under the city lights, you felt your heart pound faster at the way his face changed into content after learning your name. "So what do you say miss y/n? Care to join a night of fun with your favorite foreigner?"

"Hmm, maybe you'll see me there," you joked sarcastically. "How am I supposed to turn down the offer of a lifetime?"

You weren’t lying to be honest, even though the idea of watching some buskers was interesting, you weren’t completely sure if you could go. You had a long schedule for tomorrow but you didn't have the heart to ruin his excitement.

Felix's hand shot down back into his pocket to fish out his phone again before handing it to you looking away quickly, avoiding your eyes.

"Maybe you'll feel better if we had a way to let each other know when we'll be there," he mumbled, his cheeks tinting a bit pink.

"Is that how you're going to ask for my number?"

"If it's working then yes."

Laughing at his honestly you gingerly took the phone out of his hands and put in your number. His fingers lightly brushed against your own causing tingles to travel up your hands. 

Ignoring the flutters in your stomach, you frantically typed in your info, becoming very embarrassed every time you made a typo. Feeling a heavy gaze watching you, you had barely missed the small comment that slipped out of his lips. 

"Cute," he muttered under his breath.

You felt like digging yourself in a hole while you waited for him to put in his own number on your phone, openly spamming in some middle school emoji choices for the heck of it.

His cheeks raised up as a smile lit up on his face. "Can't wait to see you there!" You nodded happily at him trying to calm the nerves that were spreading through your body. 

What kind of trouble were you getting yourself into?

You urged him to finally head towards the store, it was like you could hear more message alerts already coming of his phone from a mile away. Waving goodbye as we walked away from each other, you couldn't help but feel the excitement building up already inside. You haven't had a light hearted conversation like this in a long time.

You closed your eyes seeing the painted image of his dark eyes looking down at you, hearing his deep voice that hilariously did not match his face. 

His voice.

You whipped around from where you were, only a few feet further from the store and where you just spoke. You spotted the same boy right in front of the store, just about to push the door in.

"Hey Aussie!" 

Your shout echoed through the empty dark street. The sky was clear and the moon was out, a perfect chilly day in November. 

He turned to your direction surprised at your call. Doing the same head tilt like before, he was about to reply until you beat him to it.

"I like your accent." 

His eyes twinkled a bit as he smirked back, amused.

"I like yours too."

[taechasu]

15 Qs

Tagged by @captainmeow-and-chairmanknots  💕 thank youuu (for this tag and like five others, it’s like you know i’m procrastinating and need a distraction hahah)

Are you named after someone? my mum

When was the last time you cried? ermmm watching bohemian rhapsody like a month or two ago

Do you have kids? not officially no. i’m an unofficial mother of all my friends and a sibling of mine tho haha

Do you use sarcasm a lot? ??? don’t even know how to speak without using it at this point in my life. it’s sad really

What is the first thing you notice about people? their behaviour towards strangers. I observe that very closely ‘cause it says a lot about a person

What is your eye color? hazel (so like brown-greenish)

Scary movies or happy endings? scary movies can go to hell and stay there. 'nuff said.

Any special talents? I have a good memory I guess? but only like study-wise. the everyday tasks leave my mind like in 5 sec if I don’t write them down (is that a talent? idk) oh also I can remember lyrics of songs really well for a very long time

Where were you born? in a hospital haha. Slovenia. that’s as accurate as i’m willing to be on here

What are your hobbies? lately i’ve been learning hangul more seriously, I also listen to music a lot and I hang out with my friends pretty often

Have any pets? my family has two dogs that are practically bear-like in terms of their sizes and hairiness. also a couple of cats

How tall are you? 165 cm

What sports do you play or have you played? I love to ski even if I can’t do it very often. I also like table tenis and basketball.

Favorite school subject? how do you answer that once you’re in uni where all the courses are related in terms of their theme. i’m gonna answer very broadly here- economics. i really like economics. 

Dream job? a job where I can boss people around is a job I want to do haha. we’ll see actually. not quite there yet.

Tagging: @therarara, @unnie-uwu, @t3m1t0p3 and @ayzis

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thanks to my beloved bby @sofiafabulousphan for tagging me!! im finally doing this after procrastinating HAAHA ILY

Rules: if you do it, tag a few blogs that you adore.

What’s your favoUrite song to sing/hum? UlgO ShIpJi aNhAAAA

What is your favorite flower/tree/plant? 

i’ve nvr paid much attention to plants cause as a kid i was quite good at science except the plants part.But there was one point when i actually searched up different flowers and the meaning of it cause i was interested in making clay necklaces based off the flowers as a gift to my friends lmao. call me mainstream but i think i like roses the best?Like all the different coloured ones symbolises different things and i personally find myself very interesting in a way that if my personality was written as a book it would be those huge ass dictionaries in libraries. I like trees a lot mainly because its really hot in mlysia therefore trees are there to be my shade. also!! trees that bear fruits (mango,rambutan’,papaya) except for durian trees HAHA

Favorite colour?black,light pink and red!

What do you always doodle (if you ever do doodle anything)? 

eyes? i have a lot of artistic friends and they draw really well so they taught me how to draw an eye, i mostly write hangul tho for practice rather than doodle

How do you make your coffee/tea? (if you don’t like those: What is your favorite hot drink?)

i lovEee tea. Iced tea, hot tea,herbal tea, i really love it all :DD but my fav iced tea would be iced peach tea and as for hot tea i’ve been drinking this rose with french vanilla tea (fAnCY HAHA) cause my previous fav which was peppermint and honey finished *cries*. the way i make it is pretty universal, just dump the teabag in the cup then pour hot water over it lmao im lazy. I like coffee like lattes!! ice lattes are nice and i really like instant packet coffee (am i the only one HAHA)

Favorite candle scent? Vanilla tbh ikea used to sell the cookie scented ones which were my fav but they stopped selling it so oh well 

Sunrise or sunset? sunset! im not a morning person lolol

What perfume do you wear (if you do)? 

meagan got for me the same perfume that cheol used apparently and its called peach blossom from w.dressroom!! i really really like it not cause of cheol but the fact that i really love the smell of peaches though i’ve never smelled them before artificial scents are good enough to convince me HAHA 

What’s your go to dance move when you’re alone?

 i usually headbang most of the time HAHA 

 Favorite quote? live in the moment but don’t regret your actions in the future

Favorite self care thing(s) or routine(s)?

mmm i think i take care of myself by cooking whatever i want to eat. im not the type of person who can starve for the whole day unless im sick. i like feeding myself well so i cook a lot of good food for myself but sadly now my kitchen has been undergoing reno for the past month so i havent gotten a chance to cook lately. also by spoiling myself with whatever i would like to buy AHAHA and if i ever feel sad i would tell myself that i can cry about it but only for a short while cause yknow i gotta move on in life. im a pretty optimistic person and try to look on the bright side or try to make it up lmao i cant stand seeing myself being so sad after whatever shits i’ve been through though its nothing serious 

12. Fuzzy socks or house slippers? bare feet HAHA

13. What colour are your eyes? brb gonna check.ok im back. its a realllly dark brown

14. What’s your favorite eye colour on others? whatever colour that suits them i guess. i dont really care lmao

15. Favorite season? Why?in a tropical country like malaysia we only have three seasons, one where its hot af and doesnt rain for like 6 days, two, where it rains every damn day and floods we could be part of the indian ocean, three, where its fucking hot in the morning and rains like no tmrrw in the evening istg if you’re visiting mlysia pls bring an umbrella with you at all times you never know when it’ll rain. i’ve only experienced winter and summer so far but i believe i’ll like spring a lot! its during my birth month and apparently its cold but quite warm as well? also spring clothing is so cute n i wanna try those special spring food!

16. Cheek, neck or nose kisses?

all i guess lmao i love physical affection

17. What does your happy place look like? a room which serves as a kitchen as well as my bedroom

18. Favorite breed of dog? GOLDEN RETRIEVERS,my neighbour has one and shes the sweetest little bub

19. Do you ever want to be married? If so what colours would you pick for your wedding theme?yep i would like to get married~~ ermm probs some warm yet light colours? rose gold would be nice!

20. Silk or lace? im fine with both 

21. Favorite weather? rainy with no thunder and warm cloudy days~

Tagging; im not sure if yall did this yet but oh well @djstarzx @vermemesol @lynnalai yall are all i have ;-; ily