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thoughts-on-bangtan · 4 years ago

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just some thoughts without pretending to be the truth. i have a feeling like inn 2017-18 there was some weird (but not bad) tension between vmin. like jm was getting to know himself and tae was.. observing? idk. the way they glared at e/o and touched was sometimes too intimate and jm went totally shy. but know smth kinda changed and i wonder what is it now? bois are getting older? and some moments in LGO tae doesn't look at jm i guess. like it's him shy now. AMA live is where he looks past him

Okay before I get into it I’d like to ask three questions, not necessarily directed at the person who sent in this ask but rather more into a general discussion round:

what is the sort of behavioral pattern that a ship needs to fulfill in order for people to think “oh, they might be into each other” and “oh, I think X ship is in love”, that sort of thing? Is it loud, almost over the top behavior taken straight out of the older generation Idol handbook? Is it constant physical contact, constant affection through double-meaning dialogues?

if vmin were to exhibit such behavior, show us lots and lots of affectionate interactions on camera in nearly every piece of content we have, tell each other every chance they get that they love each other when the cameras are rolling, would that make them seem more real, or would that cheapen the ship and only lead people to say “vmin is fan service and there’s no chance they are actually real”?

if we agree on the hypothesis that vmin might by now be in a relationship of a few years, and they are both 25 years old, so grown men at the height of their careers, do you really think they would feel the need to showcase their relationship and legitimate romantic feelings to each other in front of the camera? Would they really want to allow millions of people (some with good attitudes and respect, many though without respect and only hate on their tongues) into their relationship?

These are the sort of things I think about and I’m always curious to know what others think and how things would be like if vmin were to behave like certain others, if those who doubt them would stop, or only see it as more of a reason to doubt.

In any case, to a certain extent I agree with the person who sent in this question, that yes vmin’s on camera behavior has changed, that while in 2017/18 it was more Jimin who was shy, it’s now Tae who appears shy more often. But, I don’t see that as bad or negative or sign of things not going well. At all. Since last year I feel like Tae’s attitude toward being an idol and everything that entails has changed a bit, as did his mentality especially after he went through burn out and generally had a hard time in the first few months of 2020. But that I think had nothing to do with Jimin. I think their relationship, however you’d define it, was fine for most of it, and I think after so many years of knowing each other (it’ll be nine this year) and being close friends and perhaps more, they know each other, inside and out, and know how to act in certain situations and depending on how the other is feeling.

But while there have certainly been instances in 2020 where Tae appeared shy when interacting with Jimin, there have also been moments where he didn’t. Take for instance their interview where they spoke about all their albums. Once they got to Wings and BS&T, Tae spoke about how he remembers Jimin’s charisma and how tempting he came across in it. Or the interview filmed in that little corner at a diner or something where Jimin was supposed to say which moment in Dynamite is his favorite where Tae touched his shoulder and Jimin basically completely blanked for a moment before smiling, giggling, and saying that his favorite part was Tae’s. Or that one interview where they sat next to each other talking about Dynamite and then all of a sudden they were holding hands for almost the rest of the interview. Or Tae cupping Jimin’s hand during a photoshoot which we saw in the behind the scenes glimpses from when they were filming the Baskin’ Robbins ads.

More below the cut since this kind of turned out a little longer than anticipated, I hope you don’t mind, anon:

I think a big deciding factor in how vmin behave with each other and how they come across on camera is where they are, as well as most certainly how they are feeling on that day. Tae said himself that on days where he’s feeling good, going to work and doing what they do is fun and he has no problem with it, yet when he’s not feeling well, it’s hard and he has to push himself more to do things. Besides, there is definitely a distinction between how vmin behave when they know a camera is watching, and when there isn’t one. It even shows in something as silly as, remember MOTS ON:E day 2 at the end of Hobi’s performance of EGO when the members join him? Vmin are dancing with each other, standing facing each other with Jimin doing some kind of almost like “I’m performing magic on you” hand gesture toward Tae BUT the second he realizes the cameras are on him, Jimin straightens up and pretends like that didn’t just happen and no one saw anything. Or their side hug on day 1 and silly dance during day 2 during Dionysus, that, too, was something not visible on the main cam, just a side one which they knew would not be available during the replay, so less people would see it. Or even that famous moment of them holding hands on the airport on Tae’s birthday in 2019 on the way to NYC after going up the stairs. They thought no one could see, so they held hands like it’s the most natural and normal thing for them to do because that’s just how they are.

On the other hand, a performance where I agree with the anon that sent the question is that during BangBangCon in June when they performed Friends. Admin 2 already back then told me how you could see how both of them, but especially Tae, were shy during that performance. Jimin in his March vlive talking about Friends said that Friends is a meaningful song for him and that it will be an emotional moment in and of itself if they one day get to perform it together on stage, and you could truly see that. They both seemed somewhat nervous, shy, and a little unsure in some of their movements, but it also showed a glimpse at their dynamic, how it was Jimin who hugged Tae from the back, who opened his hand to lace their fingers together and hold it, almost like that dynamic of “I’m large but he’s in charge”, you know? Why is that? Because not only must it have been meaningful to them to perform together in such a way, but also Friends is a deeply personal song to them, probably more than any of us truly understand. (song analysis by Admin 1) But, at the same time, Tae has no issue with being brave online, as in to go on Wevserse and proclaim that 95z is love, or like today, go and post seven pictures out of which three were of Jimin (4 if you also take into account the one with the mirrors) or to make Jimin’s birthday the password while playing games with ARMY. Perhaps the difference is that on Weverse, Tae is in total control of the situation, it’s a place where no editor will cut the scene or edit it, but whatever he’ll say and post, that will be exactly how it is. Of course people can misconstrue his words, but that’s something no one has any control over ever, and thus not the point.

The way I see it, sometimes they allow themselves to be silly together, to show each other affection and do more cute things, like Tae going to Jimin’s room in ITS and rolling over him, giggling and just being silly and then sitting next to him and caressing Jimin’s back since he was sick. Or Jimin waking up and limping outside to see where Tae is and ask if he’s all right that morning. But in the grand scheme of things BTS have so little privacy, so few things that are truly just theirs and not something they share with us, so they guard the small things precious to them from prying eyes and treasure it. And that’s the case for their relationship, regardless of how you want to see it, as well. It’s theirs, not ours. We’re just privileged enough to catch glimpses of it sometimes.

Like remember on the day they had their interview at KBS in the summer due to their BBH100 #1 where the TV station even showed their arrival? Remember how Tae and Jimin first shared their hand sanitizer, since Jimin used too much of it, and later on when they walked next to each other, first they looked at each other, like a silent question passing between them of “are we doing this?” and concluded that yes. Which was followed by them holding hands and Jimin even raising their hands together toward the camera with an almost a little challenging looking in his eyes, like he wanted to show that they belong together in such a public manner. Tae looked a little shy in that moment as well, but he agreed to do it anyway, so his shyness doesn’t necessarily have to be connected to Jimin, per se, but more the situation they are in and who’s watching them.

Also, a final thing that always fascinates me is how, when other members don’t show their affection in every piece of content we get, no one questions their love for each other, no one questions if X is real even if those two don’t interact all too much for a while, people still think they’re close and whatnot, as example. And yet when vmin don’t interact in every interview and every other piece of content we get, immediately the questions begin if they are still close, if they are still together, if they’ve had a fight or if they broke up. And if they do show affection, it’s immediately equated to “it’s just bros being bros”.

Ask yourself: is an interview about their new song or album really the right place for “ship” moments? Is every performance the right place for it? And what if on that particular day one or the other or both simply weren’t feeling well? Or what if they simply hugged or whatnot before the performance and thus felt no need for a repeat on stage? They are professionals, they are musicians, and if we do get absolutely adorable moments like Tae taking a piece of confetti out of Jimin’s hair during their duet moment in LGO, that’s a precious gift, and not something we should demand/expect seeing every time. Would those moments still feel as special as they do now if we got the every time?

#answered ask #vmin #taehyung #jimin #lets have a little discussion

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jiminieloved · 5 years ago

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Lol, welp, since your submission page does say you’re accepting people venting their opinion about something, and other anons you’re getting today have made this topical, I’m going to submit a bit of a frustrated opinion piece to you here- though I totally understand if you don’t want to post it if you think others might take it the wrong way and feel like it’s inciting drama or something.

So bit of a hot take here, but I hold the opinion that Jikookers who insist that the post SY Final emails from TKers/hetshippers about stopping Jikook’s ‘gay performances’ worked, and that Jikook has ‘barely breathed’ and stopped interacting in public since then specifically because Big Hit won’t ‘let’ them because of those complaints, because they’re now trying to suppress their relationship and please Taekookers, are almost as frustrating as the crowd that starts weeping about how Jikook broke up every single time we go a week without a new moment at this point- it’s just two different forms of baseless hysteria grounded in insecurity. There’s a reason TKers have been widely mocked for coming up with conspiracy theories about how BH has turned TK into a tragic, forbidden love that is forced to stay apart, and I just hate seeing so many of us turn around and do the exact same thing the second we miss the boys for a minute. Now, allow to me explain WHY I think this idea is so silly, if I may

I guarantee that Big Hit gets complaints and demands about EVERYTHING related to the boys, that’s just the nature of overseeing literally the biggest band in the world- and yet people truly believe that of all the things they hear about, they caved to the emailed demands of what was most likely not even actually a full 100 people among BTS’s 1mil+ person fan base? You’re giving what was most likely a double digit amount of TKers (whenever anyone tries to bust out a tweet of people complaining about all the Jikook interactions that night that has triple digit likes, as if that’s proof that hundreds upon HUNDREDS of people were emailing Big Hit, I have to roll my eyes; one, a lot of that those likes probably come from people who have multiple accounts, and two, there’s way less energy involved with hitting like on a tweet than composing and sending an email-I would bet you anything that the vast majority of people who did the former never actually followed through with the latter. Not to mention that even if it actually had been a few hundred, which it almost definitely wasn’t, that’s STILL a completely insignificant portion of BTS’s fanbase) entirely too much credit if you think BH started suddenly declaring how and when JM and JK are allowed to interact just because of them; frankly, BH likely gets WAY more nutso emails from people about dumb things like wanting Tae publicly flogged for vaping or wanting JK kicked out of the group for having tattoos than they ever have about shipping matters- I’d be shocked if this particular issue was even a blip on the radar, or ever went beyond the administrative assistant in charge of sorting through fan emails laughing to themself as they deleted the nonsense.

But hey, let’s say the emails DID make it to the higher-ups at Big Hit and they WERE aware of them- thinking they started keeping Jikook apart because of them requires assuming BH places more weight into a few pressed emails than they do the entire sold out stadium being filled with the sound of hysterical, supportive, happy screaming every time Jikook were acting boo’d up that night, and, uh… WHY would you assume that, lol? Even IF BigHit is hypersensitive to how Army responds to specific ships, which I honestly doubt, I promise you any company would care more about the real-time reaction of a 60000 person true random sampling of the band’s fan base than a comparatively TINY amount of emails or tweets that, for all they know, are just being spammed by the same five people with an agenda across different accounts, and that real-time reaction to Jikook from 60000 random fans was extremely positive. Not to mention how Jikook is more popular than Taekook with both K-Army and J-Army, and it’s only I-Army that Taekook has the edge with; why does anyone think Big Hit cares more about a shipping subset of their third biggest market than a shipping subset of their first two biggest markets, if they’re going to care about shipping at all?

Then there’s the issue where I also think it’s kind of insulting to Jimin and Jungkook to suggest they would have even stood for being forcibly distanced to please some pissy Taekook fans, TBH. I’m not saying they get to live their lives as openly as they want 100% of the time, obviously as Idols there are things they make big concessions about, but Jungkook is a man who has been acknowledging since 2014 that a lot of their fans would be very upset with him if he ever got a tattoo, and who then still proceeded to get 20+ of them because that’s what HE wanted, Jimin is a man who saw fans complaining his shirt was too revealing and he should stop wearing it and proceeded to wear that shirt as often as possible throughout the next few weeks to make a point- you think they’d put up a fight like that for tattoos and clothes, but not for the person that we as Jikookers are assuming is their beloved partner? That’s not even getting into Jungkook being so vocal and so brave with gestures like GCF Tokyo and Rose Bowl; I would bet you anything that same man would not sit there quietly and nod along if an executive tried to order him to stop being seen with Jimin and start playing up his friendship with Taehyung for the camera more often, all just so they could please some obnoxious American teenagers.

And finally, and what might be the biggest point to me- the ‘Jikook has been dead since then!’ and ‘Something is clearly off between them since then!’ narratives are SO exaggerated by Jikookers anyway, ones who have lost all perspective about how they haven’t been in public much since November, and they both barely use social media anymore, so ALL content from them drops off dramatically when there’s no tour, no promotions, and no appearances happening. Shippers keep complaining that we’ve had barely any new content in 2020, it’s all been stuff that was filmed in 2019 and just released now, waaah, and I’m just like ‘…uh, yeah, and that’s the case for literally every ship involving Jimin or Jungkook, because the three weeks of album promotion we got are basically all either of them have been seen for this year.’ If they were both constantly around and acting affectionate with other members while visibly icing only each other out, then maybe I could get the conspiracy theories, but I genuinely can’t recall any significant interactions either of them have had with other members outside of the clearly planned and scheduled V-Lives- not that this means the interactions in said V-lives weren’t genuine and cute, for the record! But it’s not like Jungkook was just hanging out at Tae’s apartment and they spontaneously decided to go live- Big Hit clearly had these particular lives mapped out and they’ve essentially been part of the boys’ current work schedule. They’ve both made themselves scarce, period, you can’t get ‘fed’ by people who just straight up aren’t making public appearances or using their social media accounts- and when we HAVE seen them, like in the last two OT7 lives, they’ve very much seemed like their normal selves and have been right by each other’s side, per usual. Also, when you look back on years in your mind as a compilation of significant moments, it makes you forget that even in 2018 and 2019, it wasn’t uncommon to go weeks or months between content; your brain just selectively filters out the time in-between that you spent waiting to remember only the good stuff we got those years, and it makes it feel like it was a constant flood of moments happening all at once; you remember ALL of 2018 and 2019 as their respective best dozen moments, forgetting that there was plenty of time in between even then, and that Jikookers frequently threw embarrassing fits about how they had clearly broken up any time their ‘feeding schedule’ was off for a few weeks even then.

And I mean, the face smushing pictures that have already become a Jikook fandom all time favorite moment were post SYF, the chest groping performance of Home was post SYF, them lovingly smiling while singing The Earth Traveler directly to each other and the behind the scenes clip of them looking just as smitten during the recording was post SYF, the extremely flirty and domestic New Year’s VLive that had Jikook fandom dying was post SYF, the video of them flirting about how long they’ve been a unit was post SYF (not to mention how Big Hit deciding to give them a photobook subunit in the first place, or deciding to include that flirty footage in the album release event stream, were both choices made post SYF), the big Jikook feast that was Winter Package was post SYF (and again, BH didn’t HAVE to include all that Jikook footage, and they DEFINITELY didn’t have to write the very shippy captions that one had- they chose to), Jimin holding Jungkook’s arm in the airport was post SYF, them holding hands while walking off stage at the Japan muster was post SYF, Jungkook calling Jimin cute and sexy during the album release and all of their flirting across the table and hugging and touchiness that same night was post SYF, the V-Live where Jimin was being very affectionate with Jungkook and there was that adorable minute long sequence where you could tell how badly they were fighting the instinct to hold hands was post SYF, Jungkook publicly and proudly losing his mind over Jimin the Black Swan reaction video was post SYF, them choosing to let us see them happily riding home together was post SYF, Jungkook stopping dead in his tracks and abandoning the routine to just lovingly stare at Jimin for two minutes straight during Carpool Karaoke was post SYF, the cuddling and spooning during recent Run BTS episodes was filmed prior to then, but BH’s decision to include the footage and post the photo was post SYF, same with all the season’s greeting Jikook footage, same with BH deciding to make the 5th Muster DVD an all out Jikook holy grail, same with BH having the Speak Yourself Japan behind-the-scenes footage be more Jikook than anything else. If that’s Jikook after supposedly being ordered to stay away from each other or to at least ‘tone down the gay’, and if Big Hit’s idea of pulling back on Jikook means still having the behind the scenes footage on the next 4 paid content DVD releases be LOADED with Jikook and basically revolve around their interactions, then call me crazy, but I think things are gonna be okay

#submission #yesssssssss #pls get notes this is everythibng i've ever wanted to say in one post #thank u #jikook #jikook discourse

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kpop-zone · 5 years ago

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Twice reaction to their s/o being attacked by a sasaeng who doesn’t approve of their relationship

Encouragingly you squeezed the hand of your girlfriend next to you.

“It’s going to be fine.”

You said as confidently as possible, giving her a bright smile.

But you knew that a battlefield was probably awaiting you. It was one week since the news broke.

‘Twice member revealed dating’

Dispatch had done it again, revealing pictures of an idol kissing their significant other without them knowing. Unfortunately, it was your turn this time. It caused big turmoil, not only in JYP Entertainment but in the whole Kpop industry. You were the headline of every big newspaper and magazine and the paparazzi was dying to get a fresh picture of the two of you.

The bosses in JYP Entertainment decided that offense was the best defense to counteract rumors and false information. Therefore, you found yourself inside a car outside of the airport right now, waiting to be eaten alive by the mob. You thought, you should have given the public a little more time to digest the news, but in order for you to be allowed to keep seeing your girlfriend, you had to agree to the condition of her company to show yourselves public as soon as possible. Otherwise, they would forbid the relationship and tell the public that you had split up. Therefore, you agreed to their terms.

You took a last breath, before opening the door of the car, awaiting your nightmare.

Nayeon

You stood a little aside, waiting for all the girls to step out of the cars. Twice was flying to Japan for a concert, so you made sure that you didn’t crash their group picture. Once you entered the airport, you walked next to the managers, but stayed close to Nayeon, nevertheless, because she was nervously glancing over her shoulder over and over again, wanting to make sure that you were alright.

Suddenly, however, you felt a force from the side and actually needed to take a sidestep to not lose your balance. At first, you thought someone had just randomly bumped into you in the midst of all this turmoil, but then you realized the angry looking man next to you that started to insult Nayeon’s and your relationship.

You were totally taken aback, as was your girlfriend apparently, who stared at the man in disbelief. Suddenly, however, the look in her eyes changed and she stormed up to him, leaving a snarky comment about how pathetic he was. Then Nayeon’s focus shifted on you though. There was concern in her eyes.

“Are you hurt?”

She asked while stroking your arms, but you assured her that you were fine. From now on, Nayeon tightly took your hand in hers, not letting go of you and keeping an extra sharp eye on the people around you. She wouldn’t let this happen again.

Jeongyeon

Although you tried to calm her down, Jeongyeon was really anxious. Not because she was ashamed of the news, but because she was really scared for you. She had a really bad feeling about exposing you to the public that quickly. Therefore, she observed her surroundings with a sharp eye. She didn’t care whether a lot of pictures of her with a stern look would pop up on the internet today, she had to make sure that you were safe.

And her fears were justified.

You were almost at the security check when she could see a particularly aggressive fan pushing through the crowd, focusing on you. Quickly she grabbed your hand, pulling you behind her, leaving her face to face with the sasaeng instead. He started to insult your relationship, claiming that she would deserve a lot better and anger bubbled inside of her.

Quickly Jeongyeon turned around, pushing you through the crowd the last part of the way. When you were finally in a secluded area, she was really broody and mad, muttering curses underneath her breath. She couldn’t believe that it was 2020 and that fans like this still existed. She would talk with their managers later, asking for more security in the future.

Momo

You could see how nervous Momo was. She fidgeted with her fingers and her gaze never focused on anything, instead it shifted nervously from one spot to the next. She was intimidated by the whole situation, all those rumors and headlines made her really anxious. She didn’t like to let her fans down and she hated to upset other people. Therefore, she was more affected by the whole situation than you and you prayed that no one would say anything mean today.

But unfortunately, your prayers weren’t heard.

You were walking next to Momo, shielding her as best as possible from the crowd, when a sasaeng suddenly pushed you and you fell to the floor. Momo looked at you with wide eyes and you could see the tears welling up inside her eyes. Not listening to the comments of the sasaeng, you grabbed Momo’s hand, knowing that you needed to get her out of there as quickly as possible.

When you finally reached a quieter area, Momo still seemed distraught and she let her tears stream freely now. She apologized to you over and over again for getting you in so much trouble, but you pulled her closer, assuring her that it wasn’t her fault. The other girls joint you to lift Momo’s mood and together you would have to look after fher the next weeks until the turmoil finally died down.

Sana

Sana had seen how the partners of idols were shredded after the exposure of their relationship by the public. Every little detail of them was exposed and they received a lot of hate. Therefore, she was really intimidated. She didn’t want that for you, so she was very nervous.

But she also had a responsibility towards her fans. She tried to pull herself together, sporting a bright smile for the cameras, waving to her fans like nothing had happened. Suddenly, however, she could hear loud gasps and when she looked to her side, she could see a sasaeng shoving you. In shock, she covered her mouth with her hand. She knew that fans could be intense, but she would have never guessed that they would become violent.

Completely ignoring the sasaeng and letting the security take care of him, she checked up on you, searching for your eyes to make sure that you were alright. Although she was still in shock, she tried to be strong for you now, guiding you through the crowd to a secluded area. Arriving there, she was still very concerned about you, bringing you snacks and drinks and planting sweet kisses all over your face. Her mind was racing, thinking about possibilities to prevent things like that to happen again.

Jihyo

Chaos wasn’t a word that Jihyo liked. She liked to be prepared and to be a good leader that brought consistency to her members. But today, she was the reason for the increased pressure on her group and she felt really guilty because of it. Her anxiety grew and she felt really uncomfortable stepping into the crowd, feeling all the eyes burning on her. A stern look was on her face and she knew that people would talk about her after seeing the pictures.

She tried to calm herself by taking deep breaths, but when a sasaeng suddenly threw something hard at you while yelling insults, her breathing technique failed. Anger and frustratin welled up in Jihyo and she started to yell at the sasaeng while tears welled up in her eyes. She just wanted everyone to disappear and to be left alone. Suddenly she could feel your fingers interlacing with hers, pulling her out of the crowd and she was very grateful.

If she would have been stuck there for a second longer, a panic attack would have probably taken over her body. Once you reached a calmer area, she immedialtey started to apologize to you, the group and also the managers. The members and you had to physically pull her to sit down and stop her rambling. In her mind, however, Jihyo was already planning her next steps. She should probably write a letter to the fans and also ask the company to increase their security.

Mina

The reveal of your relationship hadn’t been optimal. Mina was just back on her feet and she didn’t need all that fuss about her now. But at least you were by her side. She was glad that you were at the airport with her. She couldn’t stand to be under the sharp eye of the public without you.

She stayed close by your side while walking through the airport, frequently looking at you to calm herself on the one hand, but on the other hand to also check up on you. But when she suddenly heard a sasaeng starting to attack you with mean words, trying to break through the security, guilt washed over her. The only reason you were in this situation was her. If you weren’t dating her, you could have a normal girlfriend. She basically sprinted the last way to the security check after which less people would be around the two of you and you could spend the rest of the time until the flight in a secluded area.

Once the people had disappeared around you, she wanted to distance herself from you. The guilt was nagging at her and she wished that you would see that you deserved better than her. But you could see right through her, pulling her closer again. Mina apologized to you while cuddling further into you, deciding to be stronger for you in the future, so that you could carry the burden that the idol life imposed together.

Dahyun

Dahyun was known to be the sunshine of the group. She always made sure to flash a bright smile at all the cameras, making it her signature feature over time. Today she tried to be strong for you, but you could see in her eyes that she was just as nervous as you, so you interlaced your fingers and smiled at her. Together you could get through this.

When you walked into the airport, the people stormed to you from all sides, but at least none of them touched you. Dahyun kept waving at everyone and even took the fan letters of some, wanting to show everyone that her love for her fans hadn’t changed because of her relationship. Suddenly, however, a sasaeng separated Dayhun’s and your hand with force and you slightly winced in pain. Seeing the look on your face, Dahyun got angry and her cheery face disappeared.

“What is wrong with you?”

She angrily yelled at the sasaeng, turning around to grab your hand again. Her expression immediately softened when she looked at you, asking if you were in any pain. She kissed your hand when you were in a secluded are, apologizing for the sasaeng. She tried not to let this incident ruin her mood. She knew that there were a lot of supporting fans out there, too.

Chaeyoung

Chaeyoung was quite mad at the whole situation. She didn’t like to be exposed in the first place. It was her relationship, so it would have been her right to decide when she wanted it to be outed. And it the second place, she didn’t like that people felt entitled to judge her relationship. Therefore, the thought of making a public statement had been forming inside her head since the news broke.

When you walked through the airport, she tried to act as natural as possible. There was nothing wrong with spending time with your significant other in public. When suddenly a sasaeng stormed up to the two of you from the side, however, yelling mean comments at you, she snapped. She gave him a whole preach about the status that fans had in an idol’s life and how disgusted she was by people that invaded idol’s private lives.

The whole airport was quiet when Chaeyoung was finished and with a huff she grabbed your hand, pulling you behind her, while you had a big grin on your face. Your girlfriend might be tiny, but she definitely knew how to defend herself.

Tzuyu

Tzuyu liked when the attention was on her, but only when it was her decision. Right now, however, she was feeling uncomfortable. She didn’t make the decision that led to your relationship going public, so she didn’t like all the people storming in her direction, shoving their cameras into her face. On the outside, she looked calm and composed like always, but on the inside, she worried about how long this chaos would keep going.

Her hat was covering half of her face, but she kept turning around frequently to see if you were still alright. When she wasn’t looking, however, she could suddenly hear a lot of agitated chatter and when she looked back to you, she could see that you were laying on the floor. A sasaeng was standing next to you and it seemed like he had tripped you. He was shouting angrily at you and Tzuyu immediately made her way over.

She passive-aggressively bumped her shoulders against the sasaeng, making him stop his angry yelling in shock. Tzuyu helped you up, pulling you to a safer space where she kept mumbling angry comments under her breath. Her mood was definitely ruined for the day and the next time you accompanied her, she looked skeptically at all the fans, not trusting them quite as much anymore.

#twice reactions #twice #nayeon #jeongyeon #momo #sana #jihyo #mina #dahyun #chaeyoung #tzyu #girl group reactions #girl group #kpop reactions #kpop #twice imagines

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treasure-my-aurora · 5 years ago

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One More Night.Pt 13

A/n: This is the last chapter of the story. I will post one final chapter but it’s more like a long afterword, (a timeline over what happened the following years)

TW, this chapter has mentions of self harm and depression. It’s part of a section in the middle.

Pairing: Kim Hongjoong / fem!Reader

Chapter: 13/14

Genre: Mutual pining, canon compliant, fluffy af, angsty af, suggestive, teasing and filled with that good shit that everyone loves

Words in this chapter: 6029

“You two, you can stay” Eunji said, harshly and I looked up from my papers, surprised at who she was referring to until I realized that she looked straight at me, before her eyes flicked over to Hongjoong at the other side of the table as well. I looked up at the members surrounding him, all standing up and ready to walk out of the meeting room we were in. We’d had a discussion, all members and staff, designers and stylist, both make-up and hair about the new comeback, the goal we had in mind, the wardrobe and suggested main looks, not only for the stages but for every day. Sponsors for their airport fashion, looks for photoshoots etc. “Why?” Jongho asked, brows furrowed angrily, fists clenched, and he looked like he was wanted to punch the information out of her, ready and fully armed to defend his noona and hyung with everything he got. He wouldn’t of course, he wasn’t a violent person, not to mention that Eunji was a little over 22 weeks pregnant. She clenched her teeth and placed her hands reflexively over the swell of her belly, “It doesn’t concern you Mr. Choi. Please refer to mention this meeting in the future. Now excuse us, you will either exit this room or be escorted out” The members sighed with the knowledge that they couldn’t do anything and Seonghwa gave us the sad smile he’d given us for the past two months. The one that knew, just as well as the feeling in my heart that our time was out. The clicking noise of the door shutting made me flinch slightly and I looked down on the stack of paper in front of me, a revolting feeling simmered in the pit of my stomach and I swallowed hard when Eunji called my name, making me look up and meet her eyes, my gaze flicked to the only other two that sat next to her; Hongjoong’s manager, who had a small polite smile on his lips and the man who’d been on my job interview but I’d never learned the name of. I only knew that he was Eunji’s boss. The little brother of the CEO and the one who had the whole marketing and design team around his little finger. “When we hired you, nearly a year ago, you signed your name on a contract that clearly said, and I quote ‘any sort of involvement, be it romantically or sexually with your designated clients will lead to your immediate termination and your possibilities of growing within the company or any other company will disappear’ Is that correct?” Eunji drilled her eyes into me and I opened my mouth to answer but the panic that quickly erupted in my heart like a volcano of anxiety made me lose my voice. My gaze automatically flicked over at Hongjoong instead, sitting at the other side of the table, eyes begging for his support and he nodded slightly with a small reassuring smile on his lips. I swallowed hard and wondered for a split second if he hadn’t realized what was going on until I recognized the frightened look that shadowed his eyes as well. “Yes, that correct” I managed to say after inhaling deep, my voice waved slightly and Eunji smiled, politely with a nod towards her boss who reached into a bag next to him and pulled out a series of photos, laid them out one by one on the table, and the thick, tense atmosphere in the room became more and more chilly. One was off me and Hongjoong together, in the park we’d been in a week ago, walking hand in hand, another of us looking at each other with a look only lovers gave, the following of him squeezing my hands, us kissing and lastly one where we parted, the zoom on Hongjoong’s face and there was no doubt in the world, the photo quality was steady and good, that it was him. “This was taken a week ago by a major fan site of yours. Explain” Eunji’s boss said and a shiver ran down my back from the cold stare he gave me, arms crossed over his chest and I felt so small under it, so insignificant, like I was a bug under his shoe. “I love her” Hongjoong said with a shrug, mirroring the same cold eyes the other man had and crossed his arms, a smile of defeat on his lips and my heart sank to the bottom of my stomach as I gave him a look, tears already in my eyes from the death sentence he just handled me, “Come on, babe” He glanced over at me, keeping the smile and shrugged. Jaw clenched as he raised his brows, “They want an answer and that’s it. It’s clearly me. I can see that, you can see that, everyone in this room can see that. They’ve been waiting for this proof for months and this is it” He snorted out a small laugh, shaking his head in disbelief and looked over at his manager who gave him a scolding look. Not happy at all, not only by the fact that we’d been doing something we absolutely shouldn’t but the fact that we’d also been caught doing so. “We’ve paid a lot of money to get these photos, Mr. Kim and make sure that it doesn’t get out to the public. You might think this is funny, but I assure you it’s not. A situation like this could ruin your reputation. KQ is not a big company, you would not only throw yourself into the abyss but everyone who has worked with you to make sure that you are where you are right now” Eunji’s boss scolded with a harsh voice and Hongjoong sighed, cleared his throat, straightened his back and clasped his hands, rested them on the table instead, his smile gone and he tilted his head, a serious look on his face instead, “I love her. She loves me. Is it really such a crime?” “You’re violating a rule that exists for a reason, it’s perverted, morally wrong. You’re her client” Eunji’s face flushed red before she turned to me, clearly distressed by the situation “And you” She almost gasped, pointing at me with an accusing finger, “You were god sent, an angel in so many ways, making my job into the dream I’d always wished for. Everything you did seemed like it was so easy, so obvious. Why? Why do you do this to me? Why do you destroy everything you’ve been working for? You’ve been digging yourself into this grave, into this hell for what? For an idol? For a love that cannot prevail? You were my friend, the best friend I’d had in years until you just had to destroy everything” She was almost hysterical, and I swallowed hard at her words. Hongjoong’s manager gave her a worried look and placed his hand on her shoulder. “Easy, Eunji-nim. You must think about the baby” His words held a similar tone to one I recognized, and I paused, furrowed my eyebrows and time seemed to slow down as I watched their body language. The gentle hand on Eunji’s shoulder, her clenched jaw as she fought not to smile bright as him. I pursed my lips in thought and then glanced over at Hongjoong before I made the connection, flashbacks played in my head like a movie. Eunji and the manager talking together in hushed voices, looking around them to make sure that no-one gave them a second glance, touching each other innocently but without a clear intention, on the arm, the shoulder. The two of them grabbing lunch together, the fact that I hadn’t noticed that she had someone at home. It was as if a light bulb lit over my head and I tilted my head, a thoughtful look on my face as I answered her question. “I couldn’t help it, but you know how easy love can blossom in a place like work. Right?” Eunji’s face fell and she reflectively placed her hand on her stomach and the child that grew inside her, “It’s yours, right? The baby” I looked at the manager, who’s mouth fell open as I peeked behind that stoic mask of his, just for a second before he closed it again, swallowed and averted my gaze, “This doesn’t belong to this conversation. What we do in our time is our business” He mumbled. “Just like us!” I exclaimed loudly, rage and adrenaline rushing through my bloodstream and Eunji’s boss cleared your throat, “Enough of this circus, even though this has been a turn of events, Chung Eunji and Min Dong-hyun will be given their judgement another time. This has been dragging out on both my patience and time even though it shouldn’t even be a discussion. You” He turned to me and I swallowed hard when he drilled his eyes into mine, “Will be immediately terminated from you place at this company, as Kim Hongjoong’s stylist and designer” He punctuated the words carefully, just like he’d done all those months ago at my interview, like he was sure that I had a mental illness and couldn’t understand words properly, “I will not write a letter of recommendation. I will not allow you to work another day, but you will get a paid leave, this month of October for the work you have done in September” My heart shattered into a thousand pieces at the bottom of my stomach and it felt as if I’d gotten punched as I audibly gasped for air, gutted open by the razor sharp splinters of my dreams and hope about the future. Hongjoong clenched his fists on the table and he shook his head violently, like he was in disbelief of what had been said. “You can’t do that” His voice was shaky as he spoke, a small on his lips as if he thought it was a joke but the man who’d placed the sentence shrugged, and spoke like he was discussing the weather outside, “It’s the rules she signed her name under when she took the job. It’s not the first time a stylist and an idol falls in love, it’s unfortunate but it happens. Those times it does, no matter how much time has passed and how good they are at their job, they can’t keep working for clients they have a personal relationship with. It’s just wrong and makes it impossible to separate personal life with work” Hongjoong clenched his jaw and he looked at me from underneath his eyelashes, meeting my wet eyes as tears silently fell from them, “Will I be able to see her?” He asked, almost as a whisper. “If you continue to see her, romantically that is, you will be punished in ways that will not be discussed at this moment” The man said and Hongjoong sighed, still keeping his eye contact with me, tears filling his eyes as well. “Tell me” He said, and the man chuckled out a snort, “Well, it’s up for debate but take this as a warning then. You can say goodbye to writing your own lyrics. You can say goodbye to sleeping in late in days you’re free. I heard that they favoured long jogs down the Han River over at JYP before 06:00 in the morning. You can say goodbye to that big dorm you live in, just to name a few” Hongjoong looked away, the tears that had threatened to fall, overflowed and I choked on my breath, not daring to reach out for him over the table, “A new personal stylist will be selected for you Mr. Kim, someone who can simply��” He shrugged and motioned for me with his hands, smiling greatly, “Take over. Your noona here have planned everything so perfect for us that the first months will just flow past” “I refuse” Hongjoong said, “I don’t want anyone else than her” He met my eyes and gave me a small smile and I swallowed hard at the pain of it, my heart ached to hold him. The man flat out laughed, like he’d just heard a great joke, and Hongjoong’s smile fell as he flinched at the sound “You won’t have a say in the matter. You’re an idol, the leader of the group, you need a personal stylist” Hongjoong opened his mouth to protest again but the man just held up his hand to keep him silent, “Now, let’s not waste any more time. I need to talk to the CEO to make sure that all of your papers are in order and you probably want to say goodbye to everyone and collect your personal belongings at your desk” He stood up, walked over to me and motioned for me to do the same before he placed a hand on my shoulder to guide me out. Not letting me collect my papers still on the table, not even letting me take a final look at the love of my life. But Hongjoong stood up just as abruptly, not caring when his manager shouted out a warning, not caring as he showed the man to the side to embrace me. A whisper about how sorry he was slipping from his lips before they collided with mine and I melted into his touch, holding onto him for dear life as my knees threatened to buckle. His lips tasted of the tears that lingered on his cupids bow and I gasped out a sob, from the hurting fact that this was it. The end of us. The end of our beautiful fairy-tale. The end as I expected but it was so soon, so quick that it still hurt. It hurt so bad that I couldn’t breathe, choking on my own breath as he flushed against me as if he wanted to disappear within me, escape from this hurtful evil place with me. My hands grasping the back of his neck, feeling the stubby traces of his newly cut hair there, wanting to do so much more, hold him for so much longer but the urgent cough behind me told us to hurry up and Hongjoong broke the kiss, pressed his forehead against mine, pecked my lips again and said with a voice that broke, “I love you, only you, don’t you forget that. Hold onto that, ok?” I could only nod, and whispered, “I love you too, I will wait for you” Before I kissed him one last time and let him go, breaking down into sobs completely as I watched the smile on his lips falter, his teary red eyes closing, not able to see me leave as I turned around, the sound of him falling to his knees in pure despair when he heard me walk away made me pause in a step for a second, but the man placed a hand on my shoulder again, forcing me to keep walking. - And just like that, it was over. I got home. My phone was silent, my apartment was silent, my mind was silent. The roses I’d received a few days ago made me sob even harder and the scream of anguish I let out was muffled by the sweater that covered my palms. One day passed and I only got out of bed to go to the toilet. Sobbing and crying for hours, going through photos of us I’d taken on my phone. Photos, I’d saved in a private folder. Ones of him in the sunset, ones at a dim restaurant at 1am, ones with him, freshly awake, laying on his back, my sheets covering the lower part of his body - all with him smiling at me behind the camera with that warmth, I feared I’d never feel again. Two days and I retched into the toilet, forced my body to keep down a banana and a bowl of yogurt. A stylist I didn’t know the name off came to take Hongjoong’s personal clothes away from my spare wardrobe and I bit back a choked cry when the smell of him went past me as they steered the large bag out of my room. I slept in the empty wardrobe that night, bundled up with pillows and a blanket, salvaging the smell of him while crying myself to sleep. Three days and I knew that Hongjoong sat on a plane to Thailand for KCON. Imagined his face when he fell asleep, leaning against the wall of the plane, like he used to. Four days and I imagined how someone else dressed him up in the clothes I’d picked for him. How he’d look and how good he’d feel against me if I’d be there with him, adrenaline in his bloodstream, making him high on excitement, a rush he loved to take out on me. I buried my face in my pillow and sobbed, screamed my anger into the duvet material. Five days and I finally got into a shower, sitting on the floor for an hour, clawing at my own skin. Hoping that I’d just disappear if I did the motion for long enough. Six days and my wrists were bloody from me turning the scratching into a habit, I went to sleep weeping at the pain. Seven days and I was empty. I tried to cry, tried to get angry but I didn’t feel anything at all. My mom called but I only glanced at the phone before turning over in my bed again, unable to do anything. Dishes would be piling in my kitchen at this point but to be honest, I hadn’t eaten much at all. Every bite seemed to grow in my mouth and made it hard to swallow. Days passed quickly after that, my mom called again, and I answered her on a text message. Only so she wouldn’t worry. I’d hate it if she’d feel forced to check up on me and see the disgusting state, I was in. The members called, each of them trying to reach out in their own way. Some of them almost angry with worry that I didn’t pick up and some of them pleading, promising not never ever annoy me for the rest of our lives. I bit my lip when I heard Jongho’s voice in the message he’d left for me, begging me to call him back. The 8th of October passed, and I threw my phone across the room when a notification of ATEEZ new comeback dropped into my mailbox, shattering the screen into a thousand pieces. The day after, mid-afternoon and a knock on the door woke me up. I turned around, groaning but the person didn’t go away and another knock was heard. I rolled out of bed with much restrain, weak from lack of energy and proper sustenance. Unlocked the door, my vision blurry and Seonghwa caught me as I almost fainted in his arms from the effort of holding myself up. “Noona? You’re almost just skin and bones” He exclaimed with a voice that was several octaves too high, dripping of worry as he held me up with one hand and closed the door behind him with the other. “I… haven’t eaten well” I admitted, shameful as he placed me down on the sofa. “Well you’re not the only one” Seonghwa said and averted his eyes, resting them on the healing wounds on my wrists, “It’s worse than I thought” He said to himself and I followed his gaze before I realized and quickly covered my arms with the sleeves of my shirt. “It’s not that bad” I tried to argue but he only gave me a look that spoke of how much he didn’t believe me at all. “Let’s get you into a shower, I’ll order food in the meanwhile” He said with a stern voice and I was just about to protest but he only gave me another look and I decided that it wasn’t worth it. If Hongjoong was the dad of the group, steering everyone with a firm but gentle fist, toward the future - Seonghwa was the mom, always making sure that everyone felt loved, always there when someone needed to talk, stubborn but with a heart of gold. I took off the same clothes I’d been wearing for a week and stepped into the shower, properly washed myself for the first time in two weeks, scrubbing my skin until it was rosy red and almost felt like a new person when I exited thirty minutes later, the food already on my dinner table and it was as if my body had been reborn because my stomach growled happily as the smell hit me and I sat down next to Seonghwa, a warm smile on his lips as he distributed the food and handled me some chopsticks. I dug in, choked slightly and almost retched from the unfamiliar feeling of hot food in my empty stomach and had to breathe before I took another bite, restraining myself from chewing to fast. “How… how is he?” I asked, silently after my bowl was empty, fearing the answer as I leaned back to let the food sink to the bottom of my stomach. “Do you want the truth?” He asked, averting his eyes and I hummed a ‘yes’ before I could stop myself, “It’s not good. He’s fainted twice so far, luckily not on stage but once on practice and once at home. He doesn’t eat, doesn’t sleep, not much at least, just enough to be able to get up in the morning. Keeps muttering that’s it’s all his fault, that he’s the one who should be punished” He chewed the food slowly and looked up at me from underneath his long, dark fringe, I rubbed my face, feeling my heart breaking from the truth, “I need to see him, I… miss him so much it hurts” I said, and swallowed. Inhaled sharply and started to mindlessly scratch at my healing wounds as flashes of Hongjoong showed up in my mind, like a movie that went faster and faster until I snapped out of it when Seonghwa placed a hand on mine to stop my movements, my nails already bloody since I scratched up the healing skin again. “I know, that’s why I’ve come here. I’ve been planning for a week, making sure that staff is occupied with stuff elsewhere. Today, in a few hours, take a taxi to our dorm. I’ll send one for you. I’ll keep the members out of the house, we could play a game of catch the photographer or something” He gave me a small smile and I laughed at propose, for the first time in over a week. .. I was nervous as I jumped into the taxi, the ten minute ride was longer than I’d ever experienced before and I paid the man before I got out, straightened the simple clothes I wore and Yeosang and San opened the door for me, as if they’d been waiting for me just inside since my keys to their apartment was taken away when I lost my job. Giving me a large hug each before they went to the take-out place across the street, Seonghwa and Mingi waved at me in the window and I nodded at them with a smile on my lips. I went up the stairs and didn’t have to knock before Wooyoung opened the door, a happy shriek left his lips as he hugged me, Yunho joined him and Jongho showed up behind them, a small smile on his lips and I felt a tinge of guilt that I never answered his calls when he’d only cared for me. “I’m sorry” I said, but he but he shook his head, “According to Seonghwa-hyung, you almost fainted in his arms when he came to visit” He sighed and closed his strong arms around me, his smile faltered slightly when he felt how much thinner I’d gotten, “You’ve walked through hell. There is nothing to apologize for” I gave them a small smile and they all smiled back, motioned for the connecting kitchen and living room before leaving as well. The dorm went quiet and I swallowed, taking off my shoes and jacket before I entered the living room and came face to face with the person, I’d been missing so indescribably much these last weeks. He took a shaky inhale when he saw me, standing next to the table, take-away boxes from the same place across the street was laid out and I swallowed hard. He scratched his neck, embarrassed that he didn’t have anything else to offer in a time like this, wearing a simple light grey dress shirt tucked into black jeans, those translucent glasses of his and that new haircut that I’d barely gotten used to. “Hi” He said, voice deep and nervous and my heart flipped hard as tears already threatened to fall. “Hi” I answered, and he shuddered slightly at my voice, swallowed hard and bit his lower lip, “I…” He started but I couldn’t wait, couldn’t just stand there and watch him so I took three quick steps forward and his breath hitched when I placed my arms around him, feeling tears fall, as I inhaled sharply, my heart flipped like crazy in my chest as his smell surrounded me. “Don’t talk” I whispered out, my voice breaking, and he sighed before closing his arms around me as well, flushing our bodies close. Tears from his eyes quickly wet my shoulder as he held me, breathing in my scent with shaky breaths. He was thinner than before too, from skipping meals like I’d done and I swallowed hard we separated slightly, him still holding onto me in a death grip. He looked at me, those wonderful brown eyes of his were slightly duller than normal, probably from the pain he’d been feeling for the past almost two weeks and I gasped almost breathlessly when he placed his hand on my cheek, rubbing it softly with his thumb and I leaned into it, feeling my heart sync up with his as we breathed the same air. “I’ve wanted to see you as soon as I could but hyung told me that I had to be cautious, that we had to wait for the company to calm down and think that we’d gone separate ways before we could meet again. I hated him for saying so, hated him because I knew that he was right” Hongjoong said and I reached up to dry the tears from his cheeks and his eyelids fluttered shut at my touch as he leaned into it, taking a shaky breath and smiled as my fingers went up to his hair, still not used to the shortness of it. “Hearing you say it like that, avoiding each other was probably for the best” I said but Hongjoong shook his head, “It’s been agonizing. I haven’t felt like myself at all. But I’ve had my members to cheer me up, at least trying to do so. I can’t imagine how you must’ve felt…” He trailed off, closed his hands around my smaller body with a deep sigh and I shook my head, “Let’s not talk about the past. We’re here together and I want to enjoy the time we have” “About that…” He took a deep breath, like he was collecting his courage before speaking up again, “I want you back with me” He said with a confident smile, and I tilted my head, confused at his words, “I want to hire you” A wrinkle showed up between my brows as he swallowed deep, wet his lips and tried to explain himself, “I fired the person the company picked out for me within three days. Missing you too much to have another person dress me” He pouted and my heart skipped at his words, “I demanded a meeting with the same person who fired you and asked if I could hire someone myself and he said yes, the main requirement would be that the person was professional and could pick up where the previous stylist had left of, freelancer or owned by another staffing agency. I guess that he never had a thought that I would be so bold and ask you” He gave me a bright smile and I put two and two together, “But they will never allow you to hire me?” I asked with a sad smile and he shrugged and pursed his lips, “Firstly, they won’t know. I’m not required to tell them who you are, neither are the members. You could literally be anyone and secondly, they won’t have much of a choice. If everything works well and goes smooth, they have literally nothing to complain about. Millions upon millions of won has gone into making ATEEZ, and our contract still run for six more years. They can’t break it and they can’t break me. I refuse to watch you walk away one more time. You’re here to stay with me now” He sighed, and I chewed on the inside of my cheek. “But what if they find out and punish you?” I asked with worry, still remembering the big words he’d been threatened with. “They can’t. You’re not owned by the company, so they have no right to look into who puts the clothes on my body. You won’t be able to come with me on tours and you won’t have an office and we’ll have to be careful, even more careful than before. But they won’t have anything to base any allegations on. I won’t date you. Not officially at least. As far as they’re concerned, I will be having meetings with my stylist” I wet my lips, watching his grin and understanding that he really had thought about everything. Maybe, just maybe, this plan could work. “Ok” I said with a nod and he chuckled, “Really?” “Yeah, of course. You won’t lose me again” I giggled, and he picked me up in his arms, spun me around and I yelped with surprise, a yelp that quickly got silenced as he placed me back down and finally, finally pressed his lips on mine. I choked on a gasp as he placed right hand on my neck, gripped my hair there and held me tighter, desperate to get closer as he flushed his body against mine. The familiar curve of his cupids bow against my upper lips made me groan softly and he responded with a humm, resonated from deep within his chest. His left hand sneaked around my waist and he arched my back slightly, hungry for more as he tasted my lips, a whiny moan escaping his and I was breathless when we separated for air, pressing our foreheads together and my heart sang happily with his, happiness bubbling in my bloodstream like fizzy champagne. He sighed and took a step back, voice hoarse when he spoke, “Oh, and one more thing. I’d plan it better, more romantically and not in the dorm with take-away slowly cooling on our living room table, but I never ever want to be away from you for more than a day again. These past weeks have been the most horrible ones in my entire life. Babe,” He let me go and went to the window behind him, pulled the curtain aside and grabbed a small box from its hiding place, bit his lower lip and my heart hammered hard in my chest as he went down on one knee, the diamond on the engagement ring inside the box sparkled and my breath hitched in my throat as he inhaled deeply, “You’re the love of my life. The one I want to spend every last breathing minute with. Will you do me the honour and marry me?” I swallowed hard, nodding, choking slightly as tears ran down my cheeks again and I fell to my knees in front of him, grabbing the collar of his shirt and press our lips together again with a sob. He wavered slightly from my attack and smiled into the kiss, cupped my face to deepen it, “So, it’s a yes?” He asked and I laughed, and dried my tears as we parted, skin flustered and breath hitching, both of our hearts beating hard, “Yes darling, of course it’s a yes” I said, and he chuckled, before placing the ring on my finger, pecked my lips again and I held him, my whole body screaming with an overflowing joy I never wanted to lose ever again. “I love you so much” He whispered into the nape of my neck, before placing a kiss there and I shivered as he met my eyes again. “I love you too” I whispered and closed my eyes as he leaned down again, kissing me like the whole world was ending, my body buzzing as warmth spread in my chest when he flushed us close again, desperate and hungry for more this time. A smile on his lips when I moaned softly as his hands went lower to cup my ass, and he gently thrusted his lips forward, rubbing his growing cock against my thigh. He led me into his bedroom without a word and I followed, arousal beating between my legs already and my heart hammering with excitement in my chest. He closed the door after us, just in case, before he pushed me towards his bed with a careful hand and I laid down as he followed on all fours, towering over my body and settled comfortably between my open legs before he pressed our lips together again. My tongue meeting his halfway as he licked his way into my mouth. It was wet and sloppy and my body was on fire within seconds as his hands roamed my body, undressed me in a hurry, the need to feel skin against skin triumphed over any sort of soft foreplay and I groaned when I felt him naked on top of me, his heated body pulsating with need and a craving that made me lose my breath. One hand held himself upright as he met my eyes and the other guided his leaking cock inside me as soon as I nodded to make sure that I was ok and he faltered slightly against me as he bottomed out, so deep into me as he could get and I clawed his back with my fingertips, the stretch of him so amazing that my back arched and I clenched around him without being able to stop myself. He buried his face in the nape of my neck, pressed slow kisses there until I snapped my hips, urging him to move and when he did, he leaned back, raised my lower half into his lap and took his sweet time. Watching as I writhed underneath him, his head tilted to the side and tongue between his teeth, breath in hard fast pants and eyes hooded, wonder and admiration in the deep darkness of them, hands gripping around my hips as he moved my body to meet his thrusts. Eyes flicked between my face to the way his cock disappear into my heat, for once not trying to hold back as he moaned loudly when my fingers reached between us to rub my clit, and I clenched around him as pleasure exploded like ripples in my body. I came before him, fell backwards into the dark abyss as he whispered how much he loved me, how good I felt around him and forced my eyes open as he bottomed out, coming inside me with a loud groan, filling me up as he fell down on my body, his cock twitched happily as I moved around him, thrusting my hips to milk him dry and he frowned when the overstimulation begun to hurt, heaved himself off me and landed next to me, placed a kiss on my shoulder and laced our hands together with a happy smile. My ring pressed between our fingers. A promise that he’d never let me go.

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goodnightkisseu · 6 years ago

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Ha Sungwoon - Close

Requested By: Anonny ^^ (“ Can I request a Sungwoon scenario where you're Wanna One's manager and you're just too close with Sungwoon then he admits that he likes you and then you're all wlgjxba bc you like him too? ”)

Genre: Fluff

Note: First fiction for the new year is a Sungwoon fiction! As I mentioned in my update on goonightkisseu for 2019, I’m going to try and do my best to provide you all with at least one scenario a week ^^ We are starting off the first week with this fluffy request, and I hope that you all enjoy it! As always, feel free to let me know what you think!

Enjoy~

- goodnightkisseu’s admin / ashley <3

“Excuse me, little lady,” came a voice. It was usually much higher, usually laced with some giggles, but the owner of the voice was trying to masquerade it as something much lower and far more intimidating. He placed his hands on your shoulder gently, shifting you over to the side so he could step through, hoping to find his place in front of the camera with his fellow group members before he got scolded for being late.

You rolled your eyes as the male passed by with the largest smile you had ever seen on his face. “Pretending to be an old-school gangster from one of those early 2000s movies today?” you inquired. That grin on his face somehow grew even bigger, and you realized that your conclusion had been correct.

“It was movie night at the dorm last night. But, you know, you would know… if you came to one our movie nights,” he scolded, making you roll your eyes again.

“Need I remind you that your movie nights are usually at your dorm? You know I can’t be there late at night,” you reminded him. Even if you were part of the staff, it would be scandalous for a woman to be leaving a male idol‘s dorm late at night. You didn’t want to cause the boys any unnecessary problems.

However, in response to your counter, Sungwoon only put his arms up to form an ‘x.’ “Nope, last night’s movie night was in the practice room. You ditched the wonderful group you manage in order to go drinking with your friends,” he said, pretending to be hurt by your decision.

Okay, now he was just pushing his luck with you. He knew full well that you were not out drinking last night. You had been up since 2 in the morning with them, shuttling the boys from schedule to schedule. Knowing the next day would be equally busy, one of the other managers took your usual late shift so you could rest up before today’s schedules. Though you wanted to argue this point with Sungwoon, the look that the photographer was giving you showed that he was one, annoyed, and two, that they had to get started if the boys wanted to make their next schedule. “Okay, okay, I’m sorry. I promise I’ll make the next one,” you conceded, getting him to grin from ear to ear.

“That’s my girl!” he replied excitedly before he ran over to the other boys, going right into work-mode.

Though Sungwoon would often say things like that, you really weren’t his girl at all. The two of you were now close friends, ones that liked to use those types of terms, just usually not in public. Honestly, though, you never thought you would meet someone like him when you had first gotten this job. You never thought you would grow so close to someone in such a short time. But, truth be told, working for Wanna One had been a dream come true for you.

In the past, you had worked as a manager for two other groups, but it was never like this. The work had been harder; the groups were overworked, and fans rarely liked you, being a female manager for a boy group. Morale was often low, and that made your job harder when you would have to wake up overworked idols to do their job. Yet, with Wanna One it had been different. Though you knew sometimes they were tired and overworked, the overall energy from all eleven boys had been a lot higher. Though it did often get out of hand, everyone seemed to have a good time. And on days when they were struggling, you did your best to keep their energy up, even getting the other managers to take part in some karaoke in the car just to get the boys involved too.

Of course, working with such a large group meant that you would be closer to some member than others, and for you, you had grown close with Sungwoon. It wasn’t always like that though. When he had first met you, he outright told you that you were too uptight. That didn’t sit with your well, but you also couldn’t help it. It was one thing to be a female staff member for a boy group, but to be part of the staff of such a popular group as theirs… you really couldn’t help but be on edge from time to time.

Still, even with his comment, Sungwoon, worked hard to ease you into it all, trying to get you to relax when he could. The more that you interacted with Sungwoon, the more that you found you had in common. Your similarities, differences, and interests melded well with each other. You confided in him, and him in you. Your relationship became like one of old friends, reuniting after being apart for many years. It was comfortable, and it was easy. You started to open up more.

Your friendship with Sungwoon got to the point where the two of you would even meet up outside of work, during small breaks or when schedules ended early. Usually, this wouldn’t have been allowed, but with fans knowing that you were their manager, it was easier to pass these meetings as a work-related event and nothing more. Not that it was anything more, mind you. The two of you really were just friends. You’d go out, eat, have a couple of drinks, and just relax. You hadn’t done this in years and it was something you were definitely grateful for.

These outings allowed the both of you to express things that you couldn’t in a room full of people. Sungwoon would share with your his concerns, asking you for your advice. Often, you didn’t have advice that was pertinent to him, but you let him know that, if something of equal importance had happened in your life, what you would do about it. Yet you would always remind him, as you’d often talk with a bit of alcohol in your systems, that this wouldn’t necessarily be a good idea in his line of work.

Your little get-togethers were no longer just about voicing your concerns. You let each other into other parts of your life as well. In particular, after one night with far too many drinks, you told Sungwoon that you had dated one of the idols that you managed before. The relationship didn’t end well, and it made the job hard. Being near him was already hard enough, but hearing whispers about the two of you, and about how your new non-celebrity boyfriend was just a ruse made it very painful. in your inebriated state, you had told him that dating an idol was a nightmare and that it would impossible to convince you to give it another shot. Sungwoon didn’t say much. He reassured you that it wasn’t for everyone and the topic just kind of dropped off.

At the time you didn’t think much about it, but you soon realized that this closeness that you had developed with Sungwoon was visible to others as well… particularly the members. They saw it plain as day. How the two of you would often seek each other out. How sometimes, your conversations would lead the two of you off into your own little world separate from the others. They would often tease you both about it, but you would both brush it off, only pretending now and then to be a little closer than expected. But even with this in mind, it’s not like you hadn’t thought about it.

Though you had firmly expressed how difficult it would be to convince you to date another celebrity, you knew that you would throw it out of the window for Sungwoon. Though it was counter to everything you had said about the two of you being just friends, you did feel something special with him. He made you feel a level of comfort and relaxation that you had never felt around anyone else. You felt safe with him. But, there was no way he felt the same. You were probably just hallucinating it. After all, the last time you were in a crowded airport, there was no way he had purposefully pulled you away from that mob. He couldn’t have. The two of you were just friends, and nothing more.

This, didn’t stop the other boys from planting little ideas in your mind of ‘what ifs’ that could have happened. You tried not to humor them, but on days when you were really bored, you would more readily entertain them, to entertain yourself and the others.

“I’m pretty sure that Sungwoon likes you, noona,” Daehwi said as he sat himself next to you. Seongwu, who had been sitting to your left looked up momentarily from his phone, intrigued by the younger male’s seemingly random comment. This was a weird time to bring it up, right before a broadcast.

“Daehwi, you don’t know that for sure, stop gossiping. It’s not a good look on a young man like yourself,” you teased gently, as you checked their schedule on your phone, but the young male would not let up.

“But I really think he does, noona,” he insisted, making you look up from your phone with a smirk.

The least you could do was humor him. “Oh? And what makes you think that?”

“The way he looks at you is different. The way he talks to you is different. You don’t have to be an adult to see those things,” Daehwi said with a nod.

“It’s because we’re close, silly,” you insisted back, and this time Seongwu was the one to pipe up, almost making you jump. He had been so quiet—which was rare for him—that you forgot that he was even there.

“Daehwi does kind of have a point though. He definitely doesn’t treat others like he treats you. I’ve never seen him take other staff members, let alone female staff members, on a dinner,” Seongwu pointed out. The younger male’s words had got him thinking. You and Sungwoon really were that close.

“We paid separately,” you pointed out. “It was not a date.”

Seongwu nodded, but he didn’t let up. “But, even so, he does spend a lot of time with you. Even for people that are just friends. You gotta admit that that’s a bit much, hm?”

“We’re just friends,” you insisted, and the boys let up for the time being because they had to get on stage. Yet their little seed of doubt got you wondering. Did you friend think of you as more than just that? You knew the two of you were close, and you knew that made some uncomfortable, but you thought that was just in Sungwoon’s nature. You didn’t think he was planning something, nor that he had any intention of moving your relationship further. Things the boys were calling signs you didn’t see as such, so you wondered… were they? Or were they just overreacting?

You thought about it the entire time the boys were warming up and performing, though you monitored them, your mind was definitely elsewhere. It was now filled with thoughts you hadn’t considered before and it got to you to the point where you knew the only way to get an answer, was to get it from the man himself. So you waited until the performance was over, when the boys were back in the waiting room, preparing to leave for their next schedule before you approached Sungwoon.

“Hey Sungwoon, you got a minute?” you asked when he was chatting with the other boys about the movie they had watched last night. As per usual he had fallen asleep during the film, leaving the others to be overrun with nightmares after watching such a film. Part of it was actually talking about what had happened and other parts of the conversation were about the scary things they had encountered in their dreams because of the film. You, luckily got to skip this as it was too late in the night and the male managers lived with them. Thank goodness too because honestly, scary movies were just not your thing.

Sungwoon beamed when he saw you and his attention was quickly pulled away from the group of boys. He was sure that Jisung made a face at him, but he didn’t care. He was just happy to see you. “I don’t know, do I have a minute? You’re my manager, so I feel like you would know best,” he teased, making you roll your eyes at him.

“Fine, let’s go talk,” you replied, turning to walk out of the busy waiting room and into one of the unused rooms nearby. As you were exiting the room, you caught sight of the other boys whispering amongst themselves and you couldn’t help but shake your head. This really couldn’t be what they had thought it was. There was no way.

“So what did you want to talk about that we have to do it away from the others?” he asked with a chuckle as he stood in front of you in the empty room. He felt like something was definitely different this time and he couldn’t quite put his finger on it. Still, he wanted to be open to whatever it was, whatever it meant.

This felt silly. It had been so easy to talk to Sungwoon before and now suddenly you felt like a high school girl that had pulled a senior into an empty classroom to confess to him. This was ridiculous. There was no way the others were right. “It’s just—how do I say—ah, I’m just going to say it. The others told me that you like me and I wanted to know if you did. It’s silly, right?” You felt even more ridiculous now that those words had left your lips. You were a grown adult, so why were you acting like such a child?

A chuckle from Sungwoon reminded you that you were not in this room alone and it made you more aware of what you had just asked him… and now all you had to do was wait for his response. “I do like you,” he said simply.

“Wait, you what?” you asked, his words barely sinking in before these words left your mouth, eliciting another laugh from the male in front of you.

“I’ve liked you for a bit now. At first I thought we were just comfortable with each other because we were the same age and we got along well because we had a lot in common. But I realized pretty quickly that it wasn’t all I felt for you. But when you told me you had a bad experience in dating an idol in the past, I didn’t want to pressure you. I like you though, so don’t ever think otherwise. The guys are right this time,” he confessed, leaning against the back of the couch as he looked at you.

This wasn’t exactly what you were expecting, but you definitely felt happy. You had been harboring feelings for him too, but given Sungwoon’s naturally friendly and playful nature, you had thought you misunderstood. Apparently, you hadn’t. “I didn’t mean it to sound like that when I told you about my past relationship,” you told him as you moved closer to Sungwoon. His hand instinctively wrapped around your waist. It felt right, like it always had.

“I know you didn’t. But I also didn’t want to be the jerk that made you rush into something new before you were ready. I know that was more than two years ago, but still. Don’t want you to feel like you’re repeating the same thing over again. Didn’t want to push my luck with you.”

Sungwoon definitely had his moments where he was incredibly sweet and it was in those moments that your heart really felt warm; that it felt full because of him. “I’d never think that of you,” you told him, your hands gently framing his face as he pulled you in closer.

“I’m glad,” he told you gently as he held you firmly to his form and for the first time, being this close, he placed a kiss gently against your lips.

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krreader · 7 years ago

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pairing: jung hoseok x reader fandom: bts warnings: minor injury ; bullying genre: angst ; fluff

summary: hobi felt like it was his fault that you got injured. they were his fans after all. so he took it upon himself to be your personal nurse for the next two weeks.

a/n: soooo I know you said angst and it’s like... kinda? but then it’s just really fluffy? idk, man I just started writing and this is the finished product but I do kinda like it that way so I’m going to keep it like this. I hope you’re okay with it and I hope you like it ♥

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Airports were always scary as the girlfriend of an idol. Not just for them, but especially for you, when there were some among these fans that didn't just hate you, but absolutely despised you.

Security knew that and they knew they had to watch you like hawks, to make sure no one came near you, but when there were masses of people outside, swarming only seven guys, one girl, a couple of managers and security guards? Well, let's just say things could quickly go from 'We've got everything under control' to 'I don't even know where the exit is anymore'.

And today was unfortunately one of these days.

One second, your hand was held tightly in that of Hoseok's and he was telling you to stay close, the next there were people surrounding you that you didn't know and that wouldn't even give you air to breathe, while you could hear the security guards screaming and trying to find you in this crowd.

And even someone who wasn't claustrophobic would be in a situation like this, when you couldn't breathe, couldn't move and couldn't do anything other than letting them push you around. You could hear Hoseok yell out for you, but he, along with the others, were pulled towards the car where they’d be save by security and their managers, while other security still tried to get through to you.

“She's my girlfriend!” he tried to push the security guy away that was way taller and buffer than he was, so it was obviously no use, but he still tried as hard as he could, “Let go of me!”

“Get inside, Hoseok! We'll handle this.”

But even though they said 'They were handling it' they hadn't been quick enough. Because you still ended up in the hospital because of a sprained ankle.

“Definitely a sprained ankle,” the doctor nodded, pushing his chair back a bit to look you in the eyes, “How did it happen?”

You glanced at your boyfriend standing next to the treatment couch with crossed arms, looking not only worried, but plagued. You didn’t want to tell the doc the truth, not with Hoseok here, not when he was already hating himself for today. You ended up smiling at the doctor, “Oh.. I was just silly..”

“Because of me. She got hurt because of me,” Hoseok was already blaming himself, even if it really hadn't been his fault. It was his 'fans' fault for ganging up on you and your own for not staying closer to your boyfriend. But none of that mattered to him. In his mind, the only one to blame was him and he would probably never forget this.. how he failed you.

The doctor sighed and got back up, “Either way.. don't put too much pressure on it for the next two weeks. One of my nurse will bring you a brace that you should wear, as well as crutches. Put ice an it every once in a while and don't run around too much,” he looked at Hoseok, “Make sure she rests.”

“I will. Thank you, Doctor,” he bowed and watched him leave the room, before letting out a sigh and sitting down next to you with slumped shoulders, “I'm so sorry, (Y/N), I should have run back inside to get you and..-”

“Stop this,” you put your hand on his cheek and gently caressed his cheekbone with your thumb, interrupting him before he could get even more agitated, “And don't blame yourself..”

“If I had taken better care of you.. if we had taken another exit..”

“That's a lot of if's, Hoseok and neither of them will change the situation.”

“I know they won't,” he grabbed your hand and began kissing your fingers, then your knuckles, “But this never should have happened.. I never should have let this happen..”

He was always so scared to go out in public with you and even though this had been the first incident since you had started dating, he was sure that it wouldn't be the last. And that scared the living shit out of him, that someone might hurt you, the love of his life, even more than this. What if it wasn't a sprained ankle next time, what if it was a fractured one? And what came after that? Broken ribs? A concussion? Something even worse than that, maybe even life-threatening?

No matter would it would be, he would blame himself every fucking time, because this, today, had happened because of his fans, because some of them just couldn't accept that he had found someone he wanted to spend his life with.

Why couldn't they just all be happy for him?

“Miss (Y/L/N)?” the nurse entered the room with a smile.

“That's me.”

She helped you put on the brace and gave you the crutches, making sure they were adjusted the right way, before she sent you and your boyfriend on your way again, with him carrying your handbag like the good man that he was.

You actually kind of liked this look on him. Boyfriend carrying girlfriend’s things..

..if it wasn’t for his troubled expression.

Over the next two weeks, you were staying with the boys, because there was no way in hell Hoseok would let you stay in your apartment on your own.

No, he treated you like a princess, more than he already had before. He made sure you were comfortable, had enough to eat and drink, made sure the ice on your foot was never melted and helped you go wherever you needed to go. Sometimes he even carried you when he felt like going on crutches was too tiresome.

And if it had been up to him, he would have completely stayed by your side for these two weeks, making you his full-time job.

But he had other responsibilities and as much as you appreciated how much he cared for you, the quiet was nice, now that you had it.

He had gone to dance practice and wouldn't be back for another three hours, but he still texted you like every ten minutes, just to make sure you were okay.

And you were..

..until you desperately wanted cookies. And Jin, because he had been afraid that the maknae's might steal them, had hid them in a cupboard that was too far up for you to reach, unless you would get on your tiptoes.. and well, that wasn't going to happen anytime soon.

You were currently standing in front of it, trying to figure out a way for you to get them, when your boyfriend called once again.

“You okay?” was the first thing he asked. From the way he was breathing, he probably had been dancing his butt off just now. A small smile spread on your lips at the thought that his first instinct after that, was to call you and make sure you were still alright.

“Do you guys have any other cookies around that are on a level that I can reach them?”

“Why?”

“Well.. Jin hid them last night, mostly because of Jungkook, but he put them too far up and now I can't reach them.”

When he didn't answer right away, you figured he was thinking about where any others could be. Then he said: “Hold on.. I'll ask. I'll talk to you in like.. ten minutes?”

“Sure. Thanks, hun.”

In the meantime, you returned to the couch and decided to continue with your drama, your belly grumbling at the thought of those delicious cookies and how badly you wanted to shove them into your mouth.

And even before the ten minutes were up, the door to the apartment got opened all of a sudden.

“Oh? I thought you guys all had dance practice?”

But it wasn't just any of the seven.

It was only one.

And he had two bags full of cookies, potato chips and all sorts of other sweets you could have only dreamt of in his hand.

“I didn't really know which you wanted and I also didn't know if you wanted anything else,” Hobi placed them on the coffee table, “So I just bought a bit of everything.”

“Wh..- Hobi.. you shouldn't have,” but you still leaned forward and rummaged through them, finding all sorts of sweet things that you absolutely loved, “I thought you had dance practice.”

“I do.. we had a twenty minutes break. So I took the ten minutes to go to the store and come home and now I'll take the other ten to go back.”

You didn't know whether he was doing this because he still felt bad about this whole incident, or because he was just the most attentive boyfriend in the world, but whatever the case, you pulled him down by cupping his face in your hands to give him a soft kiss, “Thank you,” you whispered.

“Don't thank me.. this is the least I can do,” if he had had the choice, he would have just stayed with you and would have cuddled you till he was sure you were absolutely fine, but he knew he had to go back, “You need anything else?”

“Cuddles when you get home?”

“Trust me.. you're getting those either way.”

“Then I'm more than fine.”

He chuckled and kissed your forehead as a goodbye, before making his way back to the dance studio. And you were left not only with a shit ton of cookies but so much more that you would enjoy for the rest of your quiet evening.

You know, as bad as this whole situation had been, the outcome wasn't nearly as bad as you had thought it would be.

And if these fans knew that it had only brought Hoseok and you closer together and make the love for each other grow day for day, they'd probably be so pissed off. Because now, after all this?

Both of you were sure of one thing.

There was no life without the other, no matter how hard it would be.

He was the love of your life and you were his.. nothing would ever change that. Not now, not ever..

#bts imagine #bts x reader #jung hoseok x reader #jung hoseok imagine #hoseok imagine #hoseok x reader #j-hope x reader #j-hope imagine #bts #bangtan boys #bangtan #bangtan sonyeondan #jung hoseok #j-hope #reader #requests

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melonkooky · 7 years ago

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bts reaction - meeting their s/o’s parents and being shy to show affection

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genre: fluff

please do not copy my work. but please like and reblog it. thank you!!!!

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kim seokjin

when seokjin heard that your parents were on a plane to south korea, he froze. normally he’s very confident in himself, but this was about your parents. why hadn’t you told him sooner? little did he know, the reason why you dropped the bomb on him was because of the way he acted. he began to cook. he made his best recipes. he wanted to impress your parents. you could tell he was nervous, if it wasn’t obvious already, and you tried to reassure him. “seokjin, they aren’t going to see if you are south korea’s best gourmet chef? they just want to meet you.” you told him to be himself. once they arrived at your apartment, you offered them some of jin’s dinner. they complimented his dinner right after their first bite, and you saw the wide smile on his face. while they were pointing out all the good things from the dishes, you reached over to grab his hand. he jumped slightly and flashed a shy smile. seokjin was afraid of what your parents would think if they saw you and him holding hands. when you tried to bring your hands up on top of the table, seokjin shook his hand, keeping your hands hidden. you shook your head, and put your and jin’s hands on top of the table. your mother smiled at him, a very kind smile, and began to talk to him. “seokjin, where did you learn to cook like this?”

when warming up, he let a small dad joke slip. he didn’t mean to and was scared of how your parents would react. they’ll think he’s childish. but your dad deadass looked into your eyes, looking serious, and said, “marry him.”

min yoongi

yoongi didn’t show it, but you could tell he was nervous. you and him were waiting for your parents at the airport. their flight was delayed, so yoongi had even more time to prepare. you and him stood by their gate, waiting patiently. yoongi’s eyes were calm, but you noticed the way he would occasionally scratch the back of his ear or adjust his pants. you knew how nerve wracking this moment, you felt it when you were brought over to meet his own parents. but it was yoongi’s turn to feel what you felt. when they arrived, he politely took their bags, but he didn’t say much. he only spoke when he was asked something. as everyone was leaving, you gently held onto his arm, giving a gently squeeze. he looked at you and you gave him a smile. “yoongi, it’s okay.”

“i-i know, it’s just i don’t know how to act.” he admitted quietly.

“like yourself.” and you grasped his hand, pulling him towards your parents.

they turned around and immediately saw your hands. yoongi tried to pull his hand out of yours, but you held it tighter. “min yoongi, they accept you.”

“yoongi, it’s okay.” your mom reassured.

“yeah, y/n talked about you nonstop every time we called.” your dad added, teasing you.

you adjusted your grip, this time lacing your fingers with his. you know yoongi was slightly uncomfortable holding hands in front of your parents, and you know that he doesn’t particularly enjoy pda, but you also know that on the inside, he was a big softy and holding hands with him reassured him of a lot of things.

jung hoseok

when you told jung hoseok that your parents were on their way to south korea, he was rather excited. he started listing all the things they could see and do around seoul. and you felt happy that he was just as excited as you were. he even took the whole week off just so that he had plenty of time to hang out with your parents, for as long as they stayed. as soon as they arrived, all that confidence he had went down the drain. he felt shy but he was able to talk to them. first you went out for dinner, and then you let them rest as they were pretty jetlagged. the next day, hoseok wanted to take them around the city. both you and him pointed out some things. at a particular store, a store that he felt your parents would love, he turned around. he was excited about it and wanted to hold your hand. he was going to tug you into the store, leading everyone inside. but he stopped himself, his hand moving away from your own. he didn’t know your parents well enough to know if they accepted any open affection. he was scared. but your mom threw a joke, “are you guys actually dating?”

you and hoseok stared at her, not knowing what she was meaning.

“it’s okay to be a couple. hoseok, grab her hand.” she must have noticed him before.

hoseok was still shy but he grabbed your hand, earning a reassuring smile from you, along with your family. them he pull you into the store, gesturing for your parents to follow.

kim namjoon

namjoon was happy that you were bringing your parents to korea so that he could meet them. you were confident that they would get along, because namjoon gets along with everybody. he took your parents to a private and reserved dinner. they did most of the talking, namjoon was very quiet. you didn’t think anything was off with namjoon. he didn’t always show his affection in public, he was a naturally reserved and polite guy. maybe he was just intently listening to your parents. but your parents started to question him. mainly about his career and if he had lots of time outside of his idol life for you, just to know if he would be able to provide for and take care of you. as they continued to ask him questions, basically wanting him to tell them everything, you noticed that he was getting nervous. you saw how he seemed confident on top. but under the table, where your parents couldn’t see, namjoon was rubbing the palms of his hands over his pants, his fingers fidgeting a lot. so you reached over and grasped his hand, giving it a gently squeeze. his hands stop shaking but he refused to show the affection. he didn’t want your parents so see. when your parents began to ask about your relationship, you couldn’t help but plant a quick, spontaneous kiss on his cheek. he blushed and smiled, revealing his dimples that you loved. your parents began to love him too, understanding that he was shy. but they made sure to reassure that they were fine with everything. you know that meeting the parents could be very intimidating, but you made sure that namjoon knew that your parents adored him.

park jimin

jimin’s heart probably went into cardiac arrest when you told him that your parents were on their way to korea tomorrow right in that exact time. you knew he was anxious, he wasn’t even bothering to hide it. they were going to be staying at your guys’ shared apartment, and honestly you were worried that that was going to trouble him. but your parents didn’t have enough money to afford a whole week in a hotel, and you wanted to save them the trouble. both you and jimin cleaned all day, counting down the time until they would ring the doorbell. and though he hardly every cooked, jimin helped you in the kitchen. “that way they can know that i can be of help in the kitchen.”

when they arrived, jimin stumbled over his words a lot. and he started pushing himself. and you were scared that he was going to panic. you got worried so you brought him into the kitchen, to give him a break. you hugged him, which seemed to calm him down. you started wondering if you should push your parents into staying at a hotel instead. while hugging him though, your dad walked in. and he was concerned for jimin. “y/n, is he okay?”

jimin jumped, slipping out of your arms, much to your dismay. “yeah, he’s just nervous.”

“well tell him that i really appreciate the effort he’s putting in.

jimin stood awkwardly next to you so you grabbed his hand, translating for him. when jimin heard what your father said, he smiled so widely and proudly responded, “thank you.”

kim taehyung

taehyung, i believe, could go either way. he might be an extremely shy bean, but he might also be very excited to meet your parents. needless to say, you were confident that both taehyung and your parents were going to get along perfectly well. deep down, though, you knew that taehyung was nervous that they wouldn’t accept him for who he is, since he most of the times isn’t afraid to be himself. but you knew that your parents were going to adore him and his personality. and you made sure to tell him that, giving him the confidence boost he needed. your parents arrived a few days later and when you suggested to go to a restaurant, your parents decided to stay. your mom wanted to cook with you. so while that was taking place, your dad and taehyung hung out at the dining table. taehyung was very nice and polite to him and your dad liked him. when dinner was brought to the table, he made sure to give a compliment ypo your mother’s cooking whenever he could. your mother even got shy at all the genuine compliments. but taehyung was very affectionate, so after dinner, he was tempted to hold you. he was scared to do so in front of your parents. you didn’t know until when you naturally planted a kiss on his cheek while speaking about your relationship to your parents, grabbing his hand as you did so. taehyung went silent, but he grinned, holding tightly onto your hand. “i was scared.” he admitted.

your parents loved him, and were already planning their next trip to see him.

jeon jungkook

as the maknae and still on the young side, jungkook would be extremely nervous to meet your parents. he seemed to space out a lot. he told you he was just excited but he wasn’t doing a very good job at lying. so you reassured him that everything was going to be okay. you were worried about him, so you went as far as offering to cancel him meeting your parents and just spend time with them yourself. you felt that maybe he wasn’t ready. but jungkook insisted that he couldn’t run away from this opportunity, which seemed to spark a little confidence in him. when your parents arrived, he was a total gentleman. he helped with bags at the airport, he offered your parents anything... while driving around seoul, just giving your parents a feel for the foreign city, he ended up pulling up to a restaurant, claiming that it was perfect for visitors. you grabbed his hand while you led the way into the restaurant. “y/n, is this okay to do in front of your parents?” he whispered.

you turned around to look at him. “do what?”

he held up the intertwined hands. “this.”

you looked at him. “jungkook. there’s nothing wrong with showing affection in front of my parents.”

“isn’t it weird to them though?”

“nope, they’re perfectly okay with it. i promise.”

jungkook smiled, and continued to hold your hand, even in front of your parents. and they didn’t mind one bit, because it was proving to them that the both of you really loved each other.

#kim seokjin #min yoongi #jung hoseok #kim namjoon #park jimin #kim taehyung #jeon jungkook #bts reaction #bangtan #bangtan sonyeondan #bts #bts fluff #jin #suga #jhope #rm #v

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knock-me-out · 6 years ago

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could you give us a rundown on each member's individual fashion style???

abso-fuckin-lutely, have some moodboards too for good measure

r.e.m.

likes looking “swaggy” like the swaggy rapper he is

wears a lot of looser patterned clothes that are technically “in” for hip-hop

often sees something on another idol and goes “that’s neat” then tries to find it on the internet

supreme? he’s got it because he’s full of swag and the company can afford it for him so he’s gonna take advantage of that shit

his entire closet? filled with stupid bucket hats and fanny packs. has decided he has too many. decided to sell them to owen and daesung. they were stupid enough to buy them

around the dorm you can usually just find him chilling in a sweatshirt and sweatpants. loves himself some sweats oh boy. probably wears sweatpants to the airport as well just because he wants to be comfortable on the plane so he’s not gonna give two shits about whether there’s a stain on his pants or not

hyunseok

the stylists always end up dressing him a lot more showily than he’d want to

aways likes to have at least one red accessory somewhere, big sucker for it

styled with dangly earrings and tons of rings? It’s more likely than you’d think

doesn’t dress with the complete mom aesthetic most expect of him when on his own time; is a supporter of skinny jeans, turtlenecks, layers, jewelry. he likes fashion, takes pride in looking good. when everything else feels out of his control, his outfits aren’t.

doesn’t tend to like wearing super bright colors, sticks to greyscale and red for the most part.

at the dorms, catch him walking around in sweatpants and ryeo’s t-shirts, silk robes, and glasses. his eyesight is garbage. usually is a complete mess on days off; wearing two different slippers, no glasses because he’s dumb so he’s just squinting at everything really suspiciously, no pants, and a t-shirt like five sizes too big while he cleans. help him.

tenshi

has two completely different styles. his idol fashion and his dorm fashion. they’re so insanely different that if any fan saw him in dorm fashion they’d be like “whomst is that???”

idol fashion: big comfy sweaters, jeans, the biggest long sleeve t-shirts because wc absolutely cannot have him showing off his muscles

dorm fashion: very tight work-out tees. basket ball shorts. but lets go back to the t-shirts. because when i say tight i mean he’s grown two sizes in t-shirt, but hasn’t gone shopping for new ones yet tight

would love to get to wear something other than long sleeves outside, but working for wc means that he’s supposed to maintain his sweet angel image so sweaters in 90° weather it is

finds work out clothes very comfy and would like to just be in them all the time

he tends to just sleep and wander the dorms in the morning in a pair of boxers and a large t-shirt that isn’t that big on him, but jui would drown in it

jui

he’d like to say that he’s the most fashionable member of k.o, but dohwan would probably punch him in the face if he said that and then proceed to go on a rant about why he’s the most fashionable member

loves anything that will button up and tuck into some tight jeans because he actually has great proportions and his legs are to die for, so he’s gonna show them off

wears only the finest of materials. hit him up with some nice silk and like designer denim. wishes he got that gucci deal instead of dohwan

accessories are a big yes. wears a lot of fun earrings and rings and bracelets. there’s always a nice belt holding up his pants because he’s that bitch

fashionable even at home. definitely has like silk pajamas and parades around in them being comfy and fashionable

can only steal jungsoo and kyungsoo’s clothing and is salty. wants to steal dohwan’s shit but the man’s 5’11” and it makes jui angry

gem

he’s low-key legally obligated to wear gucci at all times, according to him. he’s the fashionista of the group and debatably the best at styling himself, loves clothing.

has no problem with showy high fashion, loves anything with a bit of shimmer to it, silk, flowy shirts with the top few buttons undone, chokers, turtlenecks and button-ups.

big on accessorizing, especially gucci belts/anything with a brand name on it.

color wise, he likes blue and purple in particular — isn’t afraid to go bold with color to stand out.

doesn’t usually like showing much skin publicly, covers up even in the sun. he’s been made fun of by fans for wearing literal suits on the beach.

at the dorms, he’s more free with how he dresses. catch him making cereal at one in the morning wearing silk pants and no shirt.

jungsoo

the SOFTEST sweater wearing fool — loves sweaters, cardigans, and warm fabrics. he could complain about being cold in the middle of the rainforest.

likes bright patterns and colors, mainly because he’s so damn short and needs to find a way to stand out somehow.

has two modes: on stage, he’s usually styled very precisely and looks pretty damn hot. offstage, he seems tiny and about twelve years old, likes to pull his sleeves over his hands and swat people with them for attention.

is 10/10 the most likely to rip something by not even doing anything, is just a clumsy lil baby.

likes jewelry, usually necklaces and rings, has a necklace with a star on it he never takes off.

at the dorms, wears hongsol’s hoodies religiously and shorts or pajama pants with cute patterns like ducks. will defend his ducks with his life, don’t make fun of him, you’ll get a shoe thrown at your head.

sol

wow he’s just not put together when it comes to fashion much at all. has a stylist buddy that plans his outfits for the week cause she doesn’t trust him to do it himself

pun t-shirts? oh yes please. he has just the worst graphic t-shirts that are all like a million years old that he pairs with jeans

has once just gone to the airport in one of these stupid ass shirts and a pair of ripped to hell jeans and there were victories that laughed at him

likes denim. a whole lot. like he only wears jeans. usually black jeans paired with a white t-shirt or a black t-shirt

his fashion isn’t actually all that interesting in public because he still wants to wear a t-shirt and jeans, but his stylist friend is like “what the fuck do you think you’re doing” whenever he wears a fun shirt

his color palette is exclusively black and white unless he’s being directly dressed by a stylist for a performance

seungjae

boyfriend aesthetic, completely. likes to dress in layers with flannels, cardigans, etc. dresses for comfort and for practicality.

prefers muted and warmer earth tones, nothing too harsh on the eyes.

he’s usually styled in a lot of flowy and silky things, he’s not a fan but doesn’t complain.

has this one denim jacket all of the members have signed, he wears it all the damn time. it’s incredibly important to him, and he brings it with him wherever he might be filming.

doesn’t normally accessorize much or wear a lot of jewelry besides a designer watch — practical.

around the dorms, he’s usually in jeans and a flannel or knit sweater.

law

edgy bitch aesthetic, as could be expected. ripped jeans, leather jackets (if he can get away with not wearing a shirt under it, bet he’s going with that), flannels, denim jackets, anything experimental and showy. if he’s not really making an effort, sticks to jeans and black t-shirts.

the more skin he can show, the better; likes to show off his tattoos, has no shame with it.

doesn’t like wearing a lot of jewelry besides rings and earrings. he dislikes dangly earrings and prefers studs, and with so many piercings in each ear, that’s wise.

if he’s not wearing doc martens or converse, there’s an issue here, chief

part ii of the monochrome and red gang, but wears dark jewel tones from time to time. claims wearing white washes him out, usually avoids it.

at the dorms, he’s usually shirtless and wearing grey sweatpants. hates shoes and will be barefoot any time he can. refers to shirts as nipple prisons and usually gets smacked for it, don’t let him have rights.

kyungsoo

if there’s one thing to say about kyungsoo’s fashion taste it’s that everything he wears is at least three sizes too large on him. big sweaters, shirts, jackets, and more are his favorite things to parade around in

habitual clothing thief from his members. likes to steal jae and ryeo’s stuff the best. usually takes ryeo’s sweaters because they have similar styles

he’s already pretty small but his clothes always make him look even smaller. people comment that he always looks so soft in his big sweaters and flannels and stuff

likes pastels and greys more than your average bear. can almost never be found in a fully saturated color

a lot of his clothing falls into the ‘comfort over coolness’ area since he’s super sensitive to certain materials and doesn’t like tight fitting clothing

really loves the dress shirt under sweater combo as well as buying too big t-shirts/button ups and tucking them into a tight pair of black jeans

owen

the boy! loves! colors! pastels are a big yes for him and pairing those pastels with things like overalls and such is so much fun

he’s also a huge fan of things with pockets. like, the more space to keep stupid things in the better. owns a jacket with fifteen pockets that remi and kiyong bought for him as a joke, but he actually adores it and wears it all the time

follows like those modern flower-boy trends where he puts on some mom jeans and tucks a t-shirt into them. fans think it’s super cute 

also a big ol’ sucker for putting cool jackets on top of his sweatshirts so he looks fun and edgy. his sweatshirts are 99% of the time stolen from dae

can just be super simple too. half of his shirts are just white or stripy and he’ll usually stick a button up on top of those and pair it with some jeans and white sneakers

speaking of sneakers, you’ll never find him in any other shoes unless he’s forced to. once wore converse with a suit on the red carpet

lux

loves sweatpants and oversized shirts/hoodies, skinny jeans. usually just looser tops and tighter clothing on the bottom, really.

big sucker for the color green, he claims it looks the best with his hair and skin color.

dresses for comfort and looks uneasy when he has to wear more delicate clothing and anything ridiculously expensive and fancy.

10/10 the most likely to buy some $3 t-shirt and wear it for like a week straight.

almost always wears athletic shoes of some kind.

around the dorms, he dresses pretty similarly: sweatpants, hoodies, burrows in his clothes.

#asks #k.o._fashion #kocnet

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sushihairjiyong · 7 years ago

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hi! is it okay if I ask you something ? I’ve seen many k-VIP taking pics and videos of Tabi. I was wondering what do you think about this? I think it’s important that they leave him be, since I’ve read that the place where he works is getting a bit uncomfortable with so many people outside the place. I always respect your opinion as you’re objective on those. Just wanted to know what you think about taking pics of him etc.

Honestly, I’m not sure I know the right answer to this. For the most part, I’ve tried to refrain from sharing photos/videos taken during service, not just of Seunghyun but of any of the members. However, this has less to do with my having taken a side and more to do with trying to distance myself from the discourse.

There seem to be a few warring opinions. There are those who say that going to his workplace and taking photos is an invasion of privacy, and there are those who argue the hypocrisy of condemning photos of him working at Yongsan Craft Center despite having uncritically shared airport photos of BIGBANG. There are those who claim that posting photos of him exposes him to further negative attention and criticism from the media/netizens, and there are those who argue that trying to shelter him from media attention is equivalent to networks blurring his photo or otherwise attempting to erase his existence.

I think there’s validity in all of these opinions. It’s true that it can be invasive to approach and photograph celebrities in their daily life, but it’s also true that a lot of VIPs seem to only selectively care about such invasions. There’s an outrage over sharing photos of Seunghyun at Yongsan Craft Center that simply doesn’t exist, at least to such an extent, when it comes to invasive airport photos. When I think about how dangerous it can sometimes get at airports, for both idols and fans, and compare it to the apparent calm and safety of fan interactions with Seunghyun at Yongsan Craft Center, I have to wonder at the disparity. If one is an invasion, so is the other, and should be treated as such. If you balk at sharing photos of Seunghyun taken from a safe distance by a couple of well-behaved fans, then you should certainly balk at posting airport photos taken an inch from his face, sometimes while people crowd around and grab at him.

As to the photos generating negative attention… I can’t fault VIPs for wanting to protect Seunghyun, but negative attention is inevitable and trying to keep him out of gossip site news is not going to change that, nor is it going to improve his situation. Seven years on and people will still bring up Jiyong’s marijuana scandal completely unprompted. It lessens as time goes on, but it will never disappear completely.

(Side note… those worried about drawing the Eye of Sauron Seunghyun’s way might want to stop reading Netizen Buzz. People aren’t happy with him, but public opinion isn’t as bleak as NB’s selectively translated comments from Nate would have you believe.)

Individual opinion will vary on what constitutes an overstepping of boundaries. Ultimately, the only opinion regarding Seunghyun’s boundaries/privacy that should matter is Seunghyun’s, but we’re unlikely to get any reliable insight in to how he feels anytime soon. Fan accounts differ on how both he and Yongsan Craft Center feel about the photos/videos. There are those who state that they were given permission and there are those who plead for us to stop sharing photos/videos, asserting that the Center has asked fans not to take any. There’s no way of knowing who is being honest, and people will choose to believe whichever statement best suits the opinion they already have. Those who defend their right to share photos/videos of Seunghyun will point to VIPs who claim to have been given permission while dismissing those who have said otherwise. Those who seek to prevent the sharing of photos/videos of Seunghyun will point to the claims that the Center has asked fans not to share anything while ignoring the fans who say they’ve been given the go ahead.

I think with such a confusing, contradicting flow of information, VIPs have to decide for themselves whether or not they feel comfortable sharing the photos/videos. If it makes you uncomfortable or it feels wrong to you, then don’t share them. But, assuming you share other fan-taken photos of him at restaurants, at museums, at the airport, etc., it might be worth examining why you feel so much more guilty/wary about the Craft Center photos.

#ahhh it's so lovely of you to say you respect my opinion!!!#idk how much i really helped here tbh but it's all a bit of a mess of a situation #it's a bunch of people who all love seunghyun very much disagreeing about how best to handle seunghyun related stuff #and i don't necessarily think that any of them are wrong really #i wish we had like... an official statement or something #i feel like if it were that much of a problem there would be an official statement?#but who knows man #anyway pls just do what makes you feel comfortable #Anonymous #asks #me: i'm trying to distance myself from the discourse #also me: plunges in to the discourse

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wannaonestars · 7 years ago

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soulmate! park jihoon

okay in this au you have the “you see color once you meet your soulmate”

and gOD do you hate this method you have because what the heck you’re a fashion and design major

your whole life you’ve been working with clothes in black and white and shades of gray and you had to bust your ass to get into the top university in seoul for fashion

whatever mythical being it was that gave you this curse basically said a massive fuck you to your hopes and dreams like rip

in middle and high school you would literally people-watch in different areas and different cities to meet your soulmate

actually you didn’t give a fuck about who your soulmate was you just wanted to see color and work with it to produce high quality works

and end the shitty friend moments when you’re shopping with your pals and they go “hey should i get the blue shirt or the red one”

you: oh i don’t know andrea i think the slightly darker shade of fucking gray looks nicer

andrea: :DD

SO one weekend you’re looking around some stores in this mall and searching for inspiration for your next piece

and everything’s okay and in black and white as usual when suddenly you saw this??? strange shade???????? not in black or white???????

you’re SHOOK and immediately just start darting your eyes everywhere

and finally when your eyes land on a person at the men’s section of the store a burst of saturation and color splashes in front of you

and everything seems to have just...come to LIFE

you’re shaking because everything you see now feels like a new experience....colors that you can’t identify are everywhere you turn and you’re so EXCITED to learn the names of each

you turn to your “soulmate” person with tears ready to fall but suddenly

you: oh my sweet baby jesus

you: can his fashion sense be aNY SH I TT I E R

your jaw is like on the FLOOR and you’re absolutely appalled by the young man looking through some sweatshirts

in your mind you’re furiously criticizing all the choices he’s made and making

you: why in the world would he pair that shirt with that vest

you: sweetheart that is one hell of a stupid hat you’re staring at

you: is he actually serious about picking that vest

you: what in the world did i ever do to deserve this

you’re fuming at this point and you’re ready to either stomp over and hit him on the head to get his senses back into place or walk away and pretend the meeting never happened

but then he turns around and sees you and when his eyes widen you know there’s no turning back

also you realize he’s really cute so

he walks over all shy with a hand rubbing the back of his neck and a suppressed smile to hide how excited he really is

he says “so....i guess.....we’re soulmates?” with pink steaming cheeks

it takes you like a few seconds to get over how utterly cute that was and the you’re like “yes. and your outfit is a disaster. how dare you.”

and that snaps jihoon out of his bashfulness and he’s just?? excUSE ME???? what the heck do you mean my shirt is suPER cute thank you very much

and you’re like SWEETHEART the design on that thing is utterly atrocious it doesn’t match your face at ALL

and that’s how you and your soulmate got into a huge argument in the middle of the store with ppl staring and taking pics

a few minutes later a middle aged man comes over and taps jihoon’s shoulder and says hey we gotta go you can’t stay here and act like this

jihoon glares at you before he turns around and leaves and you’re just HUFFS i hope i don’t see that kid ever again........

literally two hours later you friends spam your phone with articles about “Wanna One’s Park Jihoon’s Intense Argument With Mysterious Person”

you’re on the verge of crying after realizing you bickered with a massively popular idol and your friends are like “what kind of flowers do you want us to leave at your grave”

you couldn’t focus on anything for a week straight and you’re so scared of stepping outside and having people recognize you so you started wearing masks and sunglasses all the time

it hurt your fashion common sense to wear sunglasses while it was raining but you were too terrified

but good thing was!!! you learned the names of all the colors you could and developed this habit of differentiating even the slightest shade like “that’s not just bLUE that’s cornflower blue with a tint of turquoise on the lower right”

it would only be a matter of time before you start addressing colors by their html code name lmfao

anyways your friends are recognize that your works are becoming a lot better and the color mixing seem smoother and more elegant than before

they ask you if it's because you met your soulmate and beg you to introduce him but you know that they’d lose their shit and fall on their ass laughing if you tell them it’s actually the park jihoon you accused of having disgusting taste

you actually feel really sorry....like however much you hated the way he dressed you shouldn't have criticized him like that man

you start researching him online and you get really interested because damn he has such a nice face

in your head you could conjure so many different combinations of outfits that could work fantastically with him

a few weeks later wanna one is doing a fansign meet and greet thing and jihoon is smiling at every fan and holding their hands and thanking them for their gifts and doing his aegyo

and suddenly.....he sees YOU right in front of him with your deep blue hat and heavy trench coat to avoid being seen

he flinches at first but he can’t be rude so he fakes a smile and just goes...”hi”

and you’re like listen....i’m like seriously sorry for that fiasco back at the store..... and you proceed to apologize several times before he’s like okay!!! i got it you’re sorry

and then you take out the bag you’ve been holding and hand it to him

“here,” you say. “i included a booklet inside.”

and then you just rAN OUT OF THERE like you didn’t even talk to the rest of the members who’re looking at your back like wtf was that????

after their schedules end and they’re at their dorms jihoon takes out the bag you gave him and sees the booklet that read “ok i know i said sorry but please take a look at the clothes i picked out for u”

he’s so ready to get pissed to see you STILL criticizing his choices but then he sees all the clothes inside and the different outfit combinations drawn and written in the booklet....and he’s sOLD like these are so pretty and cute???????

and he tries everything on and woojin is like whoa and guanlin probably gets gayer

jihoon wears one set for his airport fashion the next day and all his fansites basically explode bc he reached another level of stunning

and his stylists and managers are like????? what the heckie HECK

jihoon’s all smiles and stuff and he’s....really grateful to you.....

like when he met you and found out that you were his soulmate he never felt more crestfallen because the relationship already looked darker than woojin’s past

but now...he just really wants to meet you again and thank you....and maybe talk over a cup of coffee....and just be........a soft couple that he’s always wanted to be in..........

jihoon became the top search on naver for the whole week and became the reason for your smile

it’s the first time that your work has ever been “publicized” in any shape or form and you’re so glad it’s receiving such positive feedback

a while later you get an email during your lunch break

and the sender is.....CJ E&M entertainment

they somehow figured out that you were the one who gave jihoon his clothes and discovered more of your works from blogs and stuff and now they want to hire you as a stylist for wanna one and the meeting date is....in three hours

you drop your cup of coffee and spRINT out of your university to catch a taxi cab

when you get to the meeting place at the company you realize that frick frack botta bing botta boom your hair’s a mess and you’re sweaty and you haven’t showered in three days due to your schedule and you’re in no way appropriate looking to be hired to be a person who’s in charge of making people look good

but a staff sees you and is like!! come in!!!!! and you’re like welp it’s do or die

and the company manager and wanna one members are all in a private room waiting for you and the manager starts this speech about how he adores your sense of style and how all the members would be happy to have you as their stylist and how much they’re willing to pay you but the whole time you’re mostly sneaking glances at jihoon

you know how sometimes you would sneak glances at someone who just so happens to look at you at the exact same time and it gets awkward and then both of you would look away really fast

that happens so many time with you and jihoon but...the fourth time that it happens he stares back just three seconds longer than before

he blushes SO hard because of how daring of a move that was and starts fanning himself and beside him jisung is like??? it’s like 20 degrees in here what are you doing

and then the company manager says to you “usually we hire stylists who are married to prevent any kind of special relationship between them and the members...you’ll be an exception to our rule. but the second that we see something suspicious or that you’re violating that rule, then....well, you can guess what might happen.”

and you’re like wow what the heck so i’ll lose my job for getting together with my soulmate

and then the meeting is done and the manager goes to get you your id card and all the paperwork and everyone pre much disperses except for you and jihoon

it’s a bit awkward with both of you staring at the floor....and then you try to break the silence with “this sucks”

and jihoon laughs and just says “it’ll be fine” and he looks up at you and takes a deep breath and goes “give me your number before they come back”

his heart’s racing and he’s almost afraid that you’ll say no

and when you say yes and take out your phone he feels six weights being lifted off his shoulder

and his head jihoon imagines all the possibilities for you two...snuggling besides you as he watches you draw ideas into your notebooks, holding your hand and telling you to pay a bit more attention to him, and smiling when you toss your notebook away, giving in, and leaning closer to him

you have to shake his shoulders to wake him from his daydream lol

you’re like listen bud ur cute i gUESS but we ain’t gonna kiss or anything until i organize your closet

and that’s probably when jihoon realizes this relationship will be anything but the perfect manhwa couple he’s always dreamed of

and suddenly he finds himself swiftly pecking your cheek and going “yeah well i just dID”

you:

the other 10 members watching from a crack of the door: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH

he saved u in his heart real fast

#THIS WAS NOT SUPPOSED TO BE THIS LONG #this actually the stupidest and shittiest thing ive ever written but for lily i perservered #park jihoon #wanna one #wanna one jihoon #park jihoon scenarios #park jihoon imagines #wanna one scenarios #wanna one imagines #produce 101 season 2 #pd101s2 #broduce 101 #broduce 101 scenarios #i tried

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wannawrite · 7 years ago

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Danced Into My Heart

Hotshot's Go Hojung X Reader [ fem ver. ] fem version because I might a male version ??? or gender neutral it. this is a safe space for all LGBT :) fLuffY

Word count: 3006

• your dance studio win a dance competition • Hotshot reacts to your video • and suddenly! boom! you guys are invited to a variety show with them but ofc something has to happen ;) ( hosted by MAUVE sunbaenims )

• Hojung really likes you ;)

hello, my friends, it's about time I wrote something for my other bodybuilder Hotshot son. And about time I resurrected MAUVE and fly them back in from Taiwan...hehe. I'm sorry my works have been really lacking lately, I do apologise but our request box will be open until sometime next week, confirmed soon in an update. Blow it up while you still can ;) Why do people still sleep on Hotshot? Jelly is a bop. All their songs are bops. I hope you like this anon! also trying to make more of my works gender neutral... or you guys can request for specific versions and I'll try it out :) - admin L __________ "And, the first place winner is....101 Dance Studio! ( original™ ) Congratulations!" Taehyun announced, the rest of the members joined in with an applause. Meanwhile, you and your dance team could not even stop the excited screams and jumps as you viewed their live stream. The team had spent hours alone on the choreography, just thinking about the amount of time and effort put into booking the shoot locations and costuming made you feel so sick. You were glad all the hard work had paid off. First place in an international competition! How crazy was that? "Ahh, we will be watching and reacting to the videos of the winners of this competition! Also, there will be a special surprise for the first place!" Timoteo continued, eliciting more shrieks from you and your friends. "What? No way! What? What just happened?" Seulki spluttered out, her face hidden by her messy long hair. Cassandra just stared wide eyed at the screen in disbelief, her grip on Yeojin's arm was so tight you swore that your friend was going to pass out. "I think I'm going to die," Junho murmured, fanning his face in a daze. "How did we just-" "Winners, please check your email right after this! We'll see you guys with the official video soon. Bye!" Junhyuk waved to the camera and the VLive ended. An announcement was soon posted. Hotshot official Make sure to watch our reaction video uploaded to our youtube channel tomorrow! Congratulations to all the winners! #Hotshot

There was a scramble to refresh the 101 Dance Studio email inbox. Junho clicked the refresh button about a hundred and one times per second, everyone was filled with anticipation. Yeojin and Cassandra huddled together, inhaling deeply. "Y/N, what do you think it will be?" Seulki asked you as she tapped your shoulder. "I'm nervous!" "Guys! I got it! We got the email!" Dear 101 Dance Studio, Congratulations on winning Hotshot's 'Jelly' dance competition! To congratulate you, we have planned something exciting. Pack your bags! Your team is headed to Seoul, Korea to appear on a variety show with Hotshot! read more...... There was a quiet pause to let the entire email sink in before everyone exploded into shouts of excitement. "Oh my god! Oh my god!" Chaos broke out. Cassandra was frantically the studio director - her cousin - while Yeojin flipped over a couple of chairs. Junho nearly passed out and you could only stop and stare in disbelief. It was crazy. "We're going to meet Hotshot!" ... Reality refused to sink in until the day itself when you were at the airport, dragging your pieces of luggage behind you. You could never fathom this, it was incomprehensible almost. The whole morning passed by in a blur, your brain couldn't process anything else but the mantra that you would be meeting Hotshot. "This is crazy," you muttered to Seulki. "Am I dreaming?" She pinched your arm and you yelped in shock but it did confirm that this entire situation was real and happening. Seulki was asleep throughout the entire duration of the plane ride so you had no one to rant your excitement to. It was painful. How could they be sleeping at this time? You groaned when you realised your entire team had fallen asleep. Sulkily, you played with the television screen but if you were honest, your mind was somewhere else. Hotshot could not leave your train of thought. It was crazy, you were going to appear on a variety show with them. Only significant people were invited to shows like this, what had you done? Maybe it was just a lucky fan encounter thing, five minutes of screen time was better than nothing. I suppose I'll only know when we reach... Though you promised yourself that you were too pumped up to sleep, you found your eyelids growing heavy and drooping. Eventually, you succumbed into a deep slumber. That didn't last very long. It felt as if the second you shut your eyes, the next they fluttered open, alert. "Y/N! Wake up! We've arrived in Seoul!" Seulki shouted, shaking your shoulders. She beamed happily, hardly containing her energy. "Come on! Hurry up!" You hastily unfastened your seat belt and waited for the snaking queue to move before retrieving your bags. Junho and Yeojin were on the phone with the organiser and manager respectively as all of you moved through immigration. Your hands reached to wipe the bleariness from your eyes, you wanted to feel and look refreshed. "Ahh, okay. Thank you," Yeojin said sweetly before hanging up. "Our car is already outside. Uh, they said we can rest awhile at the hotel before going down to the filming location for a briefing and rehearsal. Filming will start tomorrow at eleven in the morning. They have sent us the schedule, I'll print it out once we reach the hotel." "Wow. It's like we're being treated like idols," Cassandra mused dreamily, her eyes clouded over and if she was in a cartoon, there would be hazy clouds above her head. Seulki snapped her fingers. "Yah! Wake up! We're just...guesting on a show. We can't get used to this," she hissed but you knew she only had good intentions. You swung your arms around her shoulders. "Ahh, Seulki-ah, let us live a little. This is the most rewarding thing we've ever done. Let us enjoy our thirty seconds of fame," you sang knowing full well Seulki always gave in to you. You knew she just wanted to prevent you from getting caught up in unrealistic expectations or fantasies. After this, you would be flying home, continue with your mundane life and probably never get an opportunity like this again. You wanted to make the best of it. Yeojin yelled for everyone to hurry up. "The van is here! Let's not make them wait!" ... The morning sunlight flittered through the day curtains of your hotel room, the light cast speckles of warmth to kiss your skin lightly. It was a brilliant way to wake up. Cassandra had already gotten dressed in her attire by the time you opened your eyes. Luckily, there was a lot of time and you were quick at getting ready. "Ooh, sis you look amazing," Cassandra complimented as you changed into a black shirt and button up denim skirt. You thanked her before the two of you headed out for breakfast with the rest of the crew.

"I'm so anxious! I can't even eat!" Yeojin squeaked, stabbing at her food aimlessly. Junho was the only one appreciating the full capacity of the buffet table. Though you were nervous as well, you tried your best to eat a fulfilling meal. The day was going to be a long one, and you also could not confirm when the next meal would be. You felt the telltale buzz of your phone and quickly answered the call.

"Hello? This is Y/N from 101 Dance Studio," you greeted, unsure of who the person on the other end of the line was. All eyes at the table fixated on you.

"Hi, Y/N. This is the organiser for this show. We're so sorry to inform you that filming today is cancelled due to a mix up in schedules concerning the MAUVE hosts. Our apologies. We have already extended your team's stay at the hotel. Do drop by the studio today though, more information will be provided then. Thank you." Whoever it was sounded extremely flustered and worried, did had one job and someone messed everything up.

"Who was it?" Junho asked, eyes wavering. "Was it the organiser or manager? What did they say? Are we okay?"

Seulki smacked his arm, "Shush! Let her speak."

You breathed in deeply. "I don't know how to...explain? Rationally."

"Tell us! It's okay! What's the worse that could happen?" Cassandra pushed, smiling but her brows were creased in confusion.

"Um? The worse thing that could happen? Well, the whole show gets cancelled, we're flown back home and none of us gets to meet Hotshot after anticipating this for so long," Yeojin pointed out bluntly. Now it was Junho's turn to slap her shoulder.

"The organiser said filming has to be rescheduled, we're to head down to the building for a meeting though," you informed. "We don't have a lot of time. Let's go. Seulki, call the car."

There was a frenzy of confusion and panic even after the van's door had shut and raced towards the studio.

...

"We apologise for the mix-up but there's nothing we can do now since the MAUVE girls are already on their flight to Hong Kong and won't return until Thursday," one of the organisers told you, she looked genuinely apologetic.

I guess she's just thinking about the funds wasted on our hotel bills....... Today is only Sunday, we were supposed to be out by tomorrow but now we can only leave on Friday. Plus, our hotel doesn't seem cheap either.

"For now, uh, you guys can wait in your dressing rooms for Hotshot to arrive for the meeting to commence." She twisted the key in the lock and pushed open the wooden door to reveal a spotless dressing room. "We'll call you if anything. And...remember the contracts you signed, nothing is to be photographed and leaked to the public." You all nodded, reassuring her that nothing terrible would happen but once she was gone and at least two metres down the hall, Cassandra and Seulki started taking pictures.

"I'll drop them to my Dropbox in case they check our phones and delete them. I'll still have a copy," Yeojin said, taking pictures of the scenic view from the thirty-fourth level.

You rolled your eyes at your friend's antics but soon enough, your camera roll was bursting with pictures too.

All of a sudden, there were two sharp knocks on the door and everyone scrambled to find a 'normal' seating position. Another staff member opened the door and announced that Hotshot had arrived so he would be escorting you to the meeting room.

You had to bite your lips to stop squealing, your heart beat madly in your chest and icy shivers began to travel all over your body

Keep it together, Y/N. Pull yourself together. Do not be a mess. Professionalism. Be professional.

After what seemed like countless corridors filled with more doors, the staff stopped outside a fancy glass door and tapped on it. He pushed it open and gestured for you to enter.

There was evidence that Hotshot had been here first, two roller chairs were left pushed out and some of their bags were in the room. The staff had turned to talk to his earpiece before quickly dashing out again.

"Woah......."

You could barely breathe. The atmosphere was so tense it choked you.

"Yo Cass, what do you think? Your family pretty much owns our asses anyway, should we introduce you as the leader?" Junho joked in an attempt to light up the mood. "You did dance Junhyuk's role anyway."

Cassandra nodded, at a loss for words. No one could even utter a word. In fact, you could hear the beats of your heart. Then, the door opened. Junhyuk was the first to walk in.

You quickly shot out of your seat and bowed. "Hello!" The rest of your friends doing the same.

The remaining members entered and a tall, well-dressed woman followed behind. She smiled at both groups. "Hi, thank you all for joining us despite...sudden changes made in the filming dates. We sincerely apologise but today, we shall carry on with the briefing but first, let us introduce ourselves."

"2...3..." Junhyuk counted down to the greeting.

"Hello! We are Hotshot."

You clapped enthusiastically, not believing you had witnessed their greeting with your own eyes. The boys introduced themselves one by one and slowly, you could feel your heart rate slowing down but face heating up.

Especially when it was Hojung's turn and he let his gaze lock with yours, lingering on your figure before beaming brightly.

Oh gosh......

You tuned out to whatever the manager was saying for a good ten minutes or so, spellbound by the attractive maknae. He was just a bit older than you but clearly more attractive than any other guy around your age in your hometown. As those thoughts filled your head, Hojung caught your stare, he smiled shyly. Flustered realising he had caught you, you quickly shifted your gaze to the manager as she explained what the show was about.

Oh my gosh! He caught me looking at him. How do I handle this now?

"To make up for the pushed back air date of this episode, we arranged with the producers to allow a special two-hour long episode! Which means that...you guys have to work together for awhile. The team decided on a cheerful concept so we're sending all of you Lotte World!" An applause broke out before she continued. "There's another contract to be signed before that and it will be filmed in the last few opening hours to after hours for better content. Honestly, we just need some cute fan interactive content so this is play time for you guys but you must collect at least an hour worth of proper footage."

This is crazy! This is just mad! We just danced to 'Jelly' and now they're sending us to play with Hotshot at Lotte World? What?

( I'm very unrealistic let me live )

"The cars will arrive at your hotels at four thirty in the afternoon sharp. We must film soon. The meeting is done, I need to move so Hotshot, be good and uh, you can get to know your fans a bit more," she said then hurried out of the room after bidding both groups goodbye.

"Hi! How are you guys? How was your flight?" Taehyun quizzed, eager to get to know you and your friends.

"Oh, it was good. They slept most of the way through," you replied, chuckling.

"Ahhh. We were very impressed by your cover. Thank you for working hard. You guys deserve to win. It was amazing!" Junhyun praised, clapping. "What are your names?"

“Hello, my name is Yeojin."

"I'm Junho."

"My name is Cassandra! Hello!"

"Hi, you can call me Seulki."

"Hey, I'm Y/N.

"Seulki caught Hojung mouthing your name to test it out. She nudged you in the ribs, smirking.

"Let's bond well so that filming will run smoothly later on!"

...

You found yourself in the seat next to Hojung's, talking about anything under the sun to him. He was such an easy-going and excitable person it was fun to talk to him. His eyes always held such a playful gleam in them and they sparkled when he smiled.

"Y/N, let's be close friends. You can call me 'oppa'. Okay?" He suggested, winking.

Is ?? he ?? really ?? Asking ?? Me ?? That ?? Oh ?? My ?? God ?? It's only fair though since I am younger.

"Sure sunbae- uhh, Hojung oppa," you corrected, smiling bashfully.

"Ahhh," he muttered, cheeks reddening slightly as he awkwardly scratched the back of his neck. "What do you want to do at Lotte World?" He set his arms on the table and cupped his face. "Ahh, there's so much to do there!"

You managed to stammer out an answer which Hojung happily replied to. He seemed to enjoy talking to you, he was always grinning and making eye contact. It flattered you, really. Hojung was such a likeable person whom you could foresee being close to even after this stint had ended.

After awhile, a staff member came to collect both of you to usher everyone back to the hotels to prepare.

Hojung pouted, he handed you his phone. "Can I get your number? You know, in case you get lost or what not."

You chuckled, agreeing and punching your number in his phone. "See you later."

He smiled before following his hyungs out of the room.

...

As soon as the room was far behind them, San turned to Hojung and shoved his chest playfully with a smug smile on his face. "Yah, you're really too much! Is Y/N the only person in that room hm? Has she taken over your life? Is she the centre of your universe now?" He teased, laughing.

"Hojungie, you're terrible you know. Junho was calling you, 'hyung! Hyung!' so many times but you ignored him! So rude," Timoteo scoffed playfully. "Yah, so why do you like her so much? Is someone in loveeeeeee?" He gently pinched Hojung's cheek.

Taehyun collapsed in a fit of laughter. "Ahh, Hojung is so caught up with Y/N! She has him wrapped around her finger. Are you going to leave us now too?"

Hojung's face was bright red. "Y-yah! Hyungs, s-stop it. It's r-really nothing! I-I'm-" he stuttered, clearly troubled and unsure of what to do. Eventually, he allowed his protests to be drowned out by the teasings of his hyungs.

By the time they reached the van, Junhyuk had planned out the entire wedding and Taehyun was busy calling Sungwoon to tell him the news. San couldn't wipe the satisfied smirk off his face after Hojung's face was the colour of a tomato, ten different shades included.

"Hojung, are you going to ride the Ferris wheel with her?" He goofed.

"Are you going to kiss Y/N at the top?" Timo added with smooching sound effects.

"Ahh, we should probably give you two some privacy at Lotte World. It'll be like... the first date in your life?" Junhyuk joked, which earned a roar of laughter from the boys and a slap on the back from Hojung.

Hojung huffed as he fanned his face but secretly, he couldn't wait to see you again. Maybe it was a blessing that filming had been pushed back and that he could spend more time with you. Just the thought of being around you made him smile.

"Yah, what's that smile on your face? It's Y/N isn't it?"

If only his hyungs could leave him alone.........

#hotshot #hotshot scenarios #choi junhyuk #ha sungwoon #noh taehyun #go hojung #yoon san #kim moonkyu #timoteo

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squirrelly831 · 5 years ago

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Caught in Public [Jackson, Jinyoung, and Youngjae]

Unlike the EXO version, this is not part of the daddy!auverse

Enjoy~

Jackson

Ciara and Jackson went to Japan to celebrate their fifth year anniversary. They enjoyed every moment in Tokyo and when they returned they were no longer just boyfriend and girlfriend. While spending a day in Shinjuku Gyoen, Jackson had popped the question and she said yes. What neither of them knew was that there were a couple of fans witnessed their proposal and snapped photos.

They returned to South Korea and as they headed out from the Incheon Airport they were ambushed by fans and media. Jackson threw Ciara’s hoodie over she head and covered her from the flashes of the cameras around them. When they got on the train, they decided to look online to see that their proposal had been released to the public.

Ciara’s stomach did flips as she read the article over Jackson’s arm. “What’ll we do, Jackson? I know we were going to go public, but this isn’t how I wanted that to happen.”

Jackson blacked out his phone as he wrapped his arm over her shoulders. She put her head on his chest as he kissed her head, “I’ll deal with it. Don’t worry about it.”

He went to the company a couple days later with Ciara by his side and talked to his boss about it. Jackson had two choices, he could go public with his engagement or he could deny it. It wasn’t hard for Jackson to decided and he made his engagement public. After he made the public statement to convey to the media, he left the office and saw Ciara nervously waiting outside in the lobby. She saw him and her expression shifted, “Well what did he say? Can we go public?”

He said nothing as he approached her, leaned towards her, and kissed her. “Let’s go, love.” He reached down and intertwined their fingers as they left the lobby and out the company doors. He didn’t need to say more, his actions answered her question. She sped up to walk by his side as he swung their hands together. “I was thinking we should go out with the boys today, we should tell them about the engagement. What do you think?”

Ciara nodded, “I’d like that!” She leaned close to him as they walked and Jackson couldn’t help but get a quick kiss from her.

Jinyoung

Noelle and Jinyoung had a lot to lose if their relationship was discovered by the public, so they did everything they could to keep it secret. They began to date when Jinyoung was a trainee and their time together just grew. However, when he was picked for Got7, Jinyoung signed on knowing full well that he would be under a dating ban. Noelle and him made a promise that if they got caught they’d end their relationship even though it was the last thing either of them would ever want.

It was a couple of months before his contract was up when they were caught by the media and true to their word, Noelle broke it off. Of course, not without Jinyoung fighting it saying he didn’t want to lose her, but she refused to listen.

Jinyoung was banned from contacting Noelle as his company tried to do damage control to fix the problem. However, Jinyoung didn’t give up. He showed everyone how dedicated he was to Got7 and that he could manage both his relationship with Noelle and his career as a singer of Got7. He pleaded until he was given the new contract and his dating banned was lifted.

After he signed the new contract, two and a half months since the break up, Jinyoung ran out of the company with his cell phone on his ear as he listened to the rings. Each passing ring only made his smile grow wider.

“Hello?”

“Where are you?”

Noelle paused, “I’m about to go to Hongdae with some friends… Jinyoung why are you–”

Jinyoung called for a taxi, “ Meet me at our place. Please.”

“Jinyoung, I don–”

He climbed inside one and asked him to drop him off at the metro. “Noelle, please” he begged, “Come to our spot… I’m begging you.”

Noelle spoke to her friends before she let out a sigh, “Fine. I’ll catch the metro…”

Jinyoung said nothing as he hung up and pressed his phone to his chest. His heart pounded hard against his chest as he felt jittery. He needed to see Noelle. He needed to be with her.

When he got to Banpo Bridge, he saw Noelle sitting at the edge with a coffee in hand and another beside her. He approached her from behind and bent down to wrap his arms around her. She jumped at the sudden touch and looked back to see him. Jinyoung knew what was on the tip of her tongue, but he didn’t give her the chance to ask as he pressed his lips to hers. It was something he missed. The taste of her lips. He felt an electric shock as he deepened the kiss not caring about the people who were around. Hearing her moan in the kiss made him pull back. His hand traced the side of her face as he smiled at her, “You’re not allowed to leave me again, okay?”

Noelle hid her face as she felt it heat up, “What about JYP?”

“I signed a contract with them. This one doesn’t have a dating ban and I don’t want to be with anyone else but you.”

Noelle said nothing and she grabbed the coffee beside her. She held it out to him and he laughed at her sudden shy demeanor. He sat beside her as they caught up with one another. Their hands were interlaced and never parted the rest of the night.

Youngjae

Narae found it hard dating Youngjae. Not just because he was an idol, though it was a big reason, but also because she worked in the office at the same company as him. She was one of their graphic designers and with her work, and his, it was difficult to make time for one another. Youngjae would take off sometimes and bring her coffee or snacks and other times he’d drag her out to eat with him. Regardless, Youngjae was respectful when it came to Narae’s work. She wanted work to be a place just for that and not have her private affairs involved, so they kept their relationship under lock and key. The only ones who knew were the Got7 members.

It had all went well for the first year and a half, but one night, Youngjae dragged Narae out of work. It was almost 1 in the morning and he worried about her overstaying and not getting sleep, so he took her home. They walked the streets to her apartment, hands intertwined, and they discussed their days as Narae occasionally let out a yawn.

Once outside her apartment, Youngjae leaned down and pressed his lips to hers. The kiss was a lot more heated than a simple peck to part ways. His hands squeezed her sides as his tongue slipped in her mouth drawing out a moan from her, “I don’t want to leave…”

She could tell by the mischievous look in his eyes that he didn’t want to just come in to sleep. Narae bit her lip as she tried to control her own lust for her boyfriend. Youngjae swallowed at the seductive way she looked. She then shook her head, “Not tonight… I need sleep if I’ll be at work early.”

Youngjae reluctantly agreed, “You’re right. I’ll see you tomorrow?”

“I’ll see you tomorrow” she whispered as she headed to her apartment.

The next morning, as she got ready to work, her doorbell sounded repeatedly. Narae rushed to the door and swung it open to see Youngjae out of breath. “What in the world is wrong with you? It’s too early for all that.”

He pushed his way inside and shut the door, “Sorry. I just panicked and rushed over here.”

“What’s wrong?”

He took a few breaths as he looked at her, “What do you think about going public?” Narae looked at him curiously and waited for him to continue. She knew he didn’t just rush her apartment to ask her a question like that. Youngjae shook his head and laughed, “Sorry, I didn’t mean to ask that. It’s too late to ask something like that.”

“What do you mean by that?” Youngjae pulled out his phone and looked up an article that was posted in the last 30 minutes. He handed her his phone and she read the title. “Got7’s Youngjae Just Confirmed–YOU TOLD PEOPLE WE’RE TOGETHER!” She shouted in alarm. “Are you nuts?”

Youngjae took his phone and shook his head, “It couldn’t be avoided. Someone caught us outside the building holding hands. I couldn’t really deny the photos, but I didn’t tell them your name. Just said I was dating someone I work with and they make me happy.”

Narae’s eyes were wide as she looked at her boyfriend in disbelief, “And you didn’t get in trouble?”

“Oh no, I got lectured by hyung for being careless, but there’s not much I could do about it.” He pulled her in his arms, “I’m just happy I don’t have to hide us anymore.”

She let out a light chuckle, “I guess that’s a plus… but I don’t think I can go into work today knowing that they may suspect it’s me.”

Youngjae grinned, “I already talked to the big man and he gave you the day off.” His eyes changed to the same mischievous look he gave her the night before, “Which means we can make up for last night, yea?”

Narae bit her lip as she took his hand in hers and lead him to her bedroom, “Guess we can.” His lips captured hers as they entered the bedroom and he swung the door shut.

Part I || Part III

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xheerafmd · 7 years ago

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DIARY'S HERA、THE NATION'S GIRL NEXT DOOR FROM TWO BLOCKS AWAY

>> some headcanons about heera’s public persona; 721w

1. be down to earth! diary’s charm lies in their down-to-earth image, a sort of girl-next-door stereotype which heera never quite fit into. she’s had to fake it all these years. being down-to-earth means a lot of different things to a lot of people but heera hardly fits any of their definition. in an attempt to reconcile her image with that of diary it was decided that she shouldn’t reveal too much about her family history. she tries to appear as low-maintenance as possible, she tries to stay humble and pretends that she enjoys camping more than glamping. she tries not to try too hard and stay consistent. her life in the public eye is a never ending acting gig. however, somethings do slip through now and then. she grew up sheltered from poverty and wasn’t exposed much to the world outside her income class. so she may slip up and mention her dislike for flying commercial or her inexperience cooking ramen. some anti-fans do call her spoiled or pretentious but for the most part her facade remains intact.

2. be positive! anyone who has ever seen heera on a variety show can attest that she’s incredibly positive. even when filming is delayed or someone messes up she stays positive. part of this is due to the fact that she wants to make a good impression on the producers and staff. the last thing she wants is to be seen as a diva. she’ll often keep quiet about her dissatisfaction and find a way to make things right without pointing fingers. however, this also means she’s always cranky on set. she’s always spotting things that are wrong but fails to point them out for the sake of being positive. thus, she always sees herself as the victim of other’s incompetence.

3. be sweet! heera lives off of the attention her fans bestow upon her. despite being praised as a vocalist and person by industry insiders, it is the fans and their words that make or break her. it is no wonder she’s always mentioning them. she’s constantly thanking them on appearances and never forgets to carry around fan-gifts. she’s that idol that can be spotted with fan-given plushies, phone cases, accessories, and such at the airport.

4. be perfect! as with any girl group there are bound to be rumors and allegations. heera’s image, however, has yet to suffer from any major scandals. heera knows it is only a matter of time before someone digs up something about her and it makes it to the hands of the gossip blogs. so, she’s a total control freak when it comes to her image. when in the public eye she’s constantly on high alert.

5. be the center of attention! once upon a time heera was the center of her parents world. the youngest and a girl! she grew up with plenty of attention from her parents, nannies, and just about everyone in her life. as a person she’s grown tired of being in the spotlight all the time. as an idol she loathes to be out-done by another. she’s not necessarily competitive but heera is unconsciously jealous of the attention others get. instead of being content with her own slice of the pie she tends to draw attention to herself. this is clearly visible in variety show appearances and interviews where she’s always the one with the funny story or the clumsy one.

6. be innocent! heera hates the traditional idol image. she’s not fifteen and she knows it. but her fans don’t seem to think so. most of them would be content with her acting like a nun for the rest of her life. heera understands this and she strays away from making any jokes or questioning the world too much. she wouldn’t want anyone thinking that she’s an adult.

7. be nerdy! she’s already a huge fan of superhero movies, comic books, and video games. heera has encyclopedic knowledge of pop culture, all thanks to growing up with a nonexistent social life. that means she gets labeled as the nerdy one by the show hosts and fans alike.

8. be friendly! if hera can be described in one word it would be approachable. she’s friendly in what some would call “american style”, not afraid of skinship and hyping up others.

#ch.heera #m.moodboard #h.c #./ i was getting so much done & then i followed the link to kpopalypse...e_e

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hopeymchope · 8 years ago

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Add Salt to Haterade - A Naegiri One-Shot - Danganronpa Fanfic

Sometimes, writing fanfic can serve as another form of venting.

I hope you guys enjoy this. It runs longer than usual for these one-shots.

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As soon as Makoto Naegi woke up that morning in his quarters on the Hope's Peak campus, he wondered what people were saying.

Just the day before, they went public and announced that the New Hope's Peak Academy would open its doors in the coming spring. Sure, various members of the Future Foundation had been working on the property for months now, but this was the first time anyone had spoken up about the reason for their presence and ongoing efforts.

They had called a press conference at the Tokyo Airport. It was the most secure location in the city, but attendance was still pretty low — plenty of reporters were hesitant to risk travel in the post-Tragedy world, opting instead to simply share information, videos, and audio obtained by an intrepid few. There were still verification measures in place, but unique individual coverage had become a lot less important.

In effect, that meant that rather than the news hitting the entire globe with shared immediacy on the same afternoon as the press conference, it had spread in a gradual, almost-viral fashion since shortly after the conference ended. He read shocked, confused, and even elated reactions on the Internet well into the night, but now that it was a fresh new day, he was hoping that more in-depth opinions had grown from the seeds of those knee-jerk reactions.

Heck, maybe people were even talking about it on TV.

With that on his mind, he crept out of bed and tried to quietly head for the kitchen so as not to wake Kyoko Kirigiri, who was still dozing beside him when he first awoke.

Makoto poured a glass of water in the kitchen and headed over to the couch wearing just his boxers and an undershirt. Flipping on the TV via its remote, he headed for a local Japanese channel and settled down on the far left side of the couch.

As he sat down, he placed the remote on the cushion to his right and sat his water on the end table to the left. On the screen, he saw a mass of protestors outside of the recently constructed perimeter wall of the campus. His expression immediately grew concerned.

"What the-?!" he muttered involuntarily. He cut himself off so he could better hear the words of the angry-looking bearded man who was standing in front of a microphone held by a nervous TV reporter.

"-faculty made up of the very people who caused this nightmare!"

The nervous-looking reporter moved the microphone to her own mouth and asked, "Are you really suggesting that the survivors of Junko Enoshima's killing game were actually responsible for the Biggest, Most Awful, Most Tragic Event in Human History?"

She barely had time to move the microphone back before the man began his rapid-fire answer: "I am flat-out telling you that these so-called 'survivors' of the 78th class put on the whole goddamned show. They used their talents to bring the world to its knees, sent out their upperclassmen to wreak havoc, and then broadcasted a spectacular work of fiction to make themselves look like friggin' victims of their own sickening plan."

Makoto scowled at the TV. At first, he was surprised that the protesters weren't there to protest reopening the site of so much tragedy. Then he was merely disgusted by their actual inspiration.

Even though the female reporter was beginning to bravely question the bearded man's assertions, Makoto didn't want to stick around and hear the next response. He snatched up the remote and quickly changed the channel.

He flipped past a children's anime and then past a game show before landing on some kind of talk show or debate program. This one was currently focused on a panel of three seated around a long, curved counter as they debated. The one in the center was a man; the two on the outside were both female.

The middle-aged man at the center was wearing a suit, tie, and a pair of rounded glasses. He was just finishing his sentence: "-surprised that he'd want to return there, much less re-open the place."

The young woman on the far right chuckled ruefully. "Come on, now," she said bitterly. She pushed back her flowing black hair off of her shoulders and added, "Of course he'd do this."

"What do you mean?" asked the blonde Caucasian woman on the left. She was a bit older than the dark-haired female, but not by much. Her light hair was cut short, and her face scrunched as she asked her question.

"Just that it's perfectly in keeping with his character," the woman on the right answered, smirking. "Makoto Naegi has consistently acted like he's the untouchable idol of the world - someone who can do no wrong. Him re-opening Hope's Peak is the culmination of his sense of superiority.”

The blonde woman was shaking her head vigorously. She fired back, "How can you say that?! If anything, Naegi-kun appears to struggle with a lot of insecurity and doubt."

"He sure didn't act that way when he was dominating those 'class trials,'" the dark-haired woman scoffed. "Even when Kirigiri-san or Togami-kun were providing most of the legwork, he was still the one taking charge and steamrolling through everybody else." The lady folded her arms and went on, "The people around Naegi are bit players to him, and he sees himself as the star of the show. And really, why shouldn't he feel that way? After all, he is mysteriously blessed by some unknown force. Whether it's his 'luck' or whatever is up for debate, but he's managed to get through this entire Tragedy without enduring any serious losses. Most of us have lost family, friends, and maybe even everything we have. Yet Naegi is comfortably protected by his celebrity status, his sister is safe, the woman he loves is alive, and his entire worldview is never seriously questioned by either himself or anyone else in his circle of influence."

"But my friends? Parents... " Makoto mumbled softly, speaking to no one. He felt embarrassed at the realization that he was talking to a TV. He blinked a few times rapidly as he tried to fight the stinging sensation at the edge of his eyes.

He jumped slightly when he felt a hand gently grip his his right shoulder. He twisted around to see Kyoko Kirigiri standing behind him. She was standing behind the couch in her pajama pants and a purple tank top, looking a bit bleary-eyed. She offered him a sympathetic smile. He tried to smiled back, but could only do so weakly as he continued to listen to the TV.

"Now he gets to be in charge of the reborn Hope's Peak, where he can just erase all the deaths that happened there and build a new legacy in his own name. He not only doesn’t care about those deaths, he also believes he can do what many qualified educators already failed to do. Naegi is, in short, a Toxic Alpha Male in sheep's clothing," the woman finished.

Kyoko let go of Makoto's shoulder and stepped around the couch, sitting down slowly to his right. As she lowered herself, she reached down with her free hand and grabbed the TV remote, lightly tossing it onto the far right edge of the couch. At last, she sat down close enough to Makoto that the pants of her pajamas were leaned up against his exposed leg.

"To your point," the man interjected, "Naegi-kun did talk at great length in his conference speech about the — and this is a quote — 'unfathomable losses caused in large part by the old Hope's Peak's actions and policies.' He also revealed a large memorial to all of the Hope's Peak students who were killed during the tragedy, and when I say 'large,' I mean that it's taking up one-quarter of the central quad."

"Right, so I don't think it's fair to say that he's trying to 'erase all the deaths that happened there'," the blonde lady offered.

Kyoko nodded silently beside Makoto.

"Isn't he effectively erasing the accomplishments of others by taking leadership over them, though?" the woman on the right asserted. "Doesn't the fact that his position puts him in charge of the school mean that he ranks above even such intelligent people as Kirigiri-san, which thereby implies his sense of superiority over her? This, despite the fact that he wouldn't be alive at all without her help!"

Makoto and Kyoko both winced. Kyoko then picked up the TV remote from beside her. Makoto noticed her actions, however, and whispered, "Not yet."

Kyoko looked over to him for a moment. She was still holding the remote at the ready, and her face was etched with concern... but she acquiesced, leaving the program running.

"As you referenced earlier, the two of them are in a relationship," the man noted. "So I'm sure that Kirigiri-san has had more than ample opportunity to express her wishes to him. Why do you assume she didn't take that position by choice?" the man asked.

"Why would she?!" the woman on the right shot back. "She's obviously overqualified to be running school security or whatever she may be doing in there. I suppose she might be taking the lesser position just to placate Naegi, but... well, am I the only one who still has questions about the nature of their relationship?"

The blonde woman laughed a bit. "I admit, it is a strange coupling. I do hope she isn't just settling for him so she can continue the Kirigiri legacy A-S-A-P."

On the TV, the entire group laughed. Kyoko pushed the power button with an unnecessary amount of force, then threw the remote aside with a scowl.

After a deep breath, she looked over at Makoto, who appeared sullen. "Don't let it get to you," she advised in a hushed tone.

"How can it not?" Makoto pleaded, squeezing her hand in his. “Hell, it even got to you.”

“I don’t appreciate someone else explaining the supposed reasons why I’m doing anything,” Kyoko said grimly. She cocked her head slightly, regarding the TV. “Still... I’m already working to move past it.”

Makoto tried to nod, but his head wavered. His expression was pained, and his voice cracked as he said, "I've spent every moment since we woke up into this twisted world trying to do the right thing — to help people in any way I can and protect my friends." He paused to swallow away the lump in his throat and rub the tears from the edges of his eyes. "Now people think I'm this... this vile human being who's selfish, egotistical-"

"They're deeply, willfully uninformed," Kyoko interrupted, barely suppressing her anger. "These are the kind of claims that are easily proven wrong with even a shred of evidence. In fact, anyone who paid attention to you during the killing game or your public appearances for the Future Foundation knows precisely how mistaken they are."

Makoto looked away, thinking to himself for a few seconds before he half-whispered, "If I was like that, you'd tell me... r-right?"

Kyoko cocked an eyebrow at him. "Do I seem like someone who keeps her opinions to herself?" she cracked.

When he looked back at her again, he once more had tears in his eyes. "I'm serious," he insisted. "I don't want to go through life utterly blind to what people think of me. If I'm screwing things up, I want to fix them."

Kyoko's eyes glanced down sadly, then back up to his. She licked her lips for moisture before saying, "Of course I would tell you. But I swear to you that there's nothing to tell. This is just one person's opinion."

"I doubt it's isolated," Makoto countered.

"Maybe not," Kyoko acknowledged. "Even so, anyone who'd say these things has probably never paid that much attention to you in the first place. They're just resentful of your celebrity status."

"I never asked for this," Makoto said sourly, hanging his head. "I never called myself the 'Ultimate Hope.'"

"If you need someone to blame," Kyoko suggested sympathetically, "You can blame me. I was the one who first came up with the label, after all."

He shook his head, keeping it low. "None of this is your fault," he said with sudden confidence. "It can be mine for how I carried myself, or it can theirs for how they're seeing me. This is no one else's problem to bear."

"Then believe me when I tell you that it's not your fault, either," Kyoko said with determination. She turned her whole body now, placing her other hand atop the first one so that they were stacked upon his right. "And if that's not enough, you can ask Asahina-san, Hagakure-kun, Togami-kun, Fukawa-san and even your sister. They'll all have your back. Not only do they know you better than anyone from the outside world ever could - they're also the tip of a much bigger iceberg. It wasn't any of us that made you an inspiration to billions. It wasn't any of us that really made the 'Ultimate Hope' label a global phenomenon. All of that? It required that other people see you, be touched by your words, and find hope within them. There are more than enough people who will stand up for you on this, because they're the people who truly kept that label alive. They're the reason you're the Ultimate Hope."

Makoto raised his head and looked straight ahead, contemplating her words for a few moments of silence. Kyoko smiled as he turned to look at her once more. "Thank you," he told her. "But those people on TV are at least correct about one thing."

"What's that?" she asked.

He gave her a tiny smile. "You're seriously out of my league," he said sheepishly.

Kyoko rolled her eyes and smirked, shaking her head. "I'll be the judge of that," she insisted.

"Heh," he chuckled mildly, sounding a little sad. Clearing his throat, Makoto said, "You know... thank you for everything you just said."

"I meant every word," Kyoko responded lovingly.

"Unfortunately," Makoto began, "Some of what I saw before that segment was... actually even worse."

"You're talking about the segment you saw with the protestors," Kyoko observed flatly.

Makoto tilted his head in surprise. "You were standing behind me for all of that?" he asked, surprised.

"No," Kyoko told him with a quick shake of her head. "But I got a text from security alerting me to their presence that woke me up. That was right before I overheard the TV from the bedroom."

Makoto nodded a bit at that. His eyes flitted around the room as though he was trying to find a way to explain his feelings. "That guy out there... he had a whole horde of followers with him."

"That doesn't mean his opinion matters," Kyoko stated firmly.

"Why not?" Makoto asked. "Doesn't everybody's?"

"Not if their opinions are ignoring all scientific evidence that disproves them," Kyoko remarked.

"I mean, it's one thing for me to be hated," Makoto said, looking like he was still confused by what he'd heard. "I can take that a lot more than seeing us hated."

"Me and you?" Kyoko asked, seeking clarification.

"And Asahina-san, Togami-kun, Fukawa-san — even Komaru," Makoto went on. "All of us. Our very survival makes them suspect and hate us, and I can't even begin to understand why. I mean, everyone's seen who the mastermind was! It was globally televised, and it's been confirmed again and again through the lingering effects of her actions! So why suspect us?"

"Look, I can't say that I understand it either," Kyoko said gently. "In murder cases, in a courtroom? Facts matter. The truth matters. That's the world I prefer to live in. In the court of public opinion, however... it can be a whole other story. Still, there is a reason that people cling to these sorts of conspiracy theories, even in light of all the evidence to the contrary."

"What is it?" Makoto asked urgently.

"It's because they're too scared to accept the truth," she answered simply. "The idea that one person could cause so much devastation and death? That's frightening to a lot of people. "

"So it's less frightening to suggest that we all masterminded it together and got away with it?!" Makoto asked in disbelief.

Kyoko shrugged half-heartedly. "For the world as they understand it? Yes. People tend to shape their beliefs based on what they can comprehend. Someone who believes that those in power are always deserving and wise is more likely to believe that an obvious fool placed in a position of power must secretly be intelligent. By the same token, they may insist that a genius opponent could never be stymied by someone who appears comparatively normal. That's how you get the sorts of people we sometimes dealt with in the 14th branch: The ones who believe that Enoshima must still be alive. That kind of person isn't likely to be swayed by DNA evidence, because they aren't thinking with their brains. They're letting their emotions control them — and nothing is more emotional than someone's individual values."

Makoto looked down and shook his head sadly. "Getting wrapped up in our emotions, letting feelings override the facts... that's the kind of stuff that almost got us killed in Enoshima's sick game more than once. People around the world saw that, and yet... I guess they didn't learn anything from it."

Kyoko smirked sadly. "Most people think they're smart," she said ruefully. "Deep down, they believe they understand the world better than most of those around them. When major events shock or surprise them, they try to realign those things into slots that they can understand. It's... a coping mechanism."

"You don't do that," Makoto said to her, smiling sadly.

"Neither do you," Kyoko told him. "For good or ill, it takes a special kind of person to let hard facts always be the driver of their truth."

She paused, smiling affectionately as she looked into Makoto's eyes. "Mind if I tell you about a particularly thorny case I once investigated?"

He smiled a little more, his eyes brightening. "You know I love your detective stories," Makoto told her sincerely.

With a nod of appreciation, she began: "I once had to investigate the death of someone that widely admired in Japan — the kind of person that millions looked up to at one point."

"And you're just now telling me this one?" Makoto inquired in surprise. "Or, wait — is this a story you've told me before?"

"Wait and find out," Kyoko teased him. "You see, not long into my investigation, I realized that the beloved figure in question was the instigator of their own demise. It wasn't suicide, mind you - but they still made some... impure moral choices that led them to them dying quite painfully. It's a tough spot to be in, because I was well aware that anyone who carried around affection for this person was going to have a hard time accepting the facts."

Kyoko paused as Makoto glanced back at the TV for a moment, lost in thought. "I can see what you mean," he said, still looking away. "If I found out that someone I loved or looked up to had died because they were secretly mixed up with Yakuza thugs or got involved in some nasty drug deal or something... I don't know. I think I'd have time accepting that, too."

"But you did accept it," Kyoko told him. Makoto looked over at her with a furrowed brow as she continued, "You did more than accept it — you took that fact and used it as ammunition in our search for the truth."

Makoto's face fell. "Oh," he said simply as he realized the obvious.

She chuckled a little at his reaction. "You probably had more admiration and affection for Maizano-san than any of us. Despite that fact, you managed to accept the truth. And when you did that, I knew right then and there that you were special." Kyoko reached out and put her left hand over his right one where it rested atop his knee. She squeezed his hand gently.

"I thought I was 'comparatively ordinary'?" Makoto prodded in response, managing a smile.

"You only appeared so," she corrected him, cracking a grin. "I certainly knew otherwise, and I still do."

"So, aaahhh... " he said nervously. "You aren't... settling for me, are you?"

"I don't settle," Kyoko replied quickly and with total confidence. "Ever. The truth is, I was never looking for a relationship. The whole 'continuing the Kirigiri legacy' thing? That's not something I've prioritized in my life. But sometimes, you find what you need before you realize you even need it."

Makoto nodded sagely. "Like items in a point-and-click adventure game," he said with dead seriousness.

She paused for a second to give him an amused look before she went on. "Try asking Mitarai-kun about the way I talked about you when we were trapped in the old Future Foundation headquarters. Or you can ask Asahina-san how I talked about you before we got together. Quite frankly, anybody who doesn't believe that my feelings are sincere or that I could love you is as delusional as the people who believe we masterminded the apocalypse."

Makoto looked thoughtful for a moment. "Then that must mean... "

Suddenly, Makoto raised his hands and pretended to look horrified. "Ermahgerd, you're the evil mastermind I'm doooooooomed" he cried in a tiny, cartoonish voice. He couldn't help but smile in the midst of his performance, and as he finished, he laughed at his own goofiness.

Kyoko laughed heartily and fell forward, burying his face in his chest. Her voice was slightly muffled as she laughed out: "You... you unbelievable, insecure, adorable doofus."

He laughed along with her, wrapping his arms around her back. As they both calmed down, Kyoko raised her head out of his chest and got onto her knees. Makoto, in turn, kept his hands on her lower back and looked up into her eyes. "You know," he said, "I can't seem to rely on being 'lucky' very often, but at least I know luck was there for me when it mattered. 'Cause how else did I wind up with you?"

"I'll let you in on a little secret," Kyoko said, leaning forward so that her face hovered just centimeters away from his. "Your so-called 'luck' isn't as much of a factor in your life as you think it is."

Makoto squinted at her, looking perplexed while maintaining a delighted smile. "And how'd you come to that conclusion?"

She leaned in a tiny bit more, touching the tip of her nose onto his. From there, Kyoko spoke quietly: "Because I know what oddities of causality and probability look like. I've met Nagito Komaeda, and I've watched the way events spiral bizarrely around him. You, on the other hand? You stumble and fall at times, but you don't come up from it brutally injured or miraculously unscathed. If you knock a rock from a ledge, the rock just falls to the ground; it doesn't escalate into a boulder or get picked up by the wind to come rushing back at your face."

"I don't understand how you're making this sound so sexy," Makoto said under his breath, feeling sweat begin to bead on his forehead.

Kyoko smiled wide, but she persisted: "What I mean is that even an outside observer can see that your life is 90% free of random, unlikely happenstance. Yet despite that, you consistently say the perfect words at the right times. You make the correct decisions when the going gets tough, and just as you said - you try to always do the right thing and protect your friends. The reason you survived two killing games isn't because of your 'luck,' it's because of smart choices that are as brave as they are wise. And the reason I'm in love with you isn't 'luck' either - it's because of the quality of man you are."

Makoto's mouth formed a broad, open-mouthed grin. He tried to speak, but only managed an "Iiiii... eh... ha?"

"See?" Kyoko said, grinning with delight. "You even know when not to speak."

She leaned forward and kissed him softly, moving her arms under his shoulders.

And just like that, all of Makoto's worries — the same ones that felt so heavy a few minutes before — had completely melted away.

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