#I've never seen idols who care so much about their fans!

[cherryxbooo]

We are a team

Summary: Y/N and Jungkook’s secret three-year relationship is exposed by Dispatch, leading to a wave of hate toward Y/N. Overwhelmed, she distances herself and spirals into self-doubt, but Jungkook’s unwavering love and public defense bring her back.

Note: First time writing for Jungkook even though I've been in the fandom for ages (ikr it's a shame). I tried giving it my own spin, so let me know what you think! Have a nice reading time cherries!

Reader x Jeon Jungkook

Genre: fluff/angst

I always knew my life was different, but I never really understood the full extent of how different it was until I started dating Jeon Jungkook.

Jungkook wasn’t just any person; he was an idol, an icon. One of the seven members of BTS, the global sensation that had taken the world by storm.

He was everything anyone could dream of. Beautiful, talented, and charismatic beyond measure. And somehow, against all odds, I ended up with him. The truth is, it still doesn’t feel real sometimes.

But before all of the glitz and glamour, before the screaming fans and flashing cameras, there was just him and me.

It started like any other relationship, but it quickly turned into something that felt different from all the others.

The quiet dinners, the stolen moments at his apartment or mine, long talks about our dreams, our fears, and everything in between. We shared the same kind of energy, an unspoken understanding that didn’t need to be explained.

He could say so much with just one look, and I could do the same. It was a beautiful dance of balance—where I didn’t need the world to know us, where our love didn’t need to be validated by anyone.

For the first year, it was perfect. We kept our relationship private, just the way we wanted it.

His fame was an overwhelming beast, and my life, simple as it was, didn’t need the attention of the public.

Our love existed in these hidden pockets of time, these quiet, beautiful moments where only we mattered.

We could escape from the world and just be. And I loved it.

I had never expected to fall in love with someone like Jungkook. He wasn’t just a celebrity; he was kind, grounded, and so incredibly caring.

He was the type of person who would send me a message in the middle of a busy day just to ask how I was.

Or send me a random picture of something he thought I’d like, just because he knew it would make me smile.

I remember the first time he told me he loved me. It wasn’t a grand gesture or an elaborate confession.

It was on a rainy evening, curled up on the couch after a long day of practice. He looked at me with those deep, dark eyes, and said softly, “I love you, you know.”

I smiled, squeezing his hand in mine. “I know. I love you, too.”

It felt so simple, yet in that moment, it felt like the most important thing in the world. And that’s how it always was with him. Everything was simple, but it was everything.

But things change, even in the quietest of lives. The world has a funny way of pushing itself into places where it doesn’t belong.

It was the end of the year, a time when the media and Dispatch were notorious for revealing celebrity relationships.

Every year, they’d release the identities of new couples, always making headlines. I knew it was coming.

The pressure was mounting. People were starting to whisper. I had seen articles, blogs, and even fan accounts speculating about my relationship with Jungkook.

But none of it felt real. They didn’t know. No one did.

Then came that one fateful day. It was just like any other morning until I got the message.

I had just finished breakfast, my phone buzzing on the kitchen counter. I reached for it, not expecting anything out of the ordinary.

But there it was.

A picture of Jungkook and me, a candid shot from one of our rare outings in public. We had gone to a quiet café to grab some coffee, and somehow, someone had managed to snap the photo.

And just like that, Dispatch had their story. They had their moment.

It was one of those things that hit me like a freight train, a hard, cold reality. As soon as I saw the post, I felt the room spin. The caption was simple, yet it felt like a wrecking ball:

BTS’s Jeon Jungkook and his mystery girlfriend revealed!

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dispatch BTS’s Jeon Jungkook and his mystery girlfriend, revealed! Here's what we know: Jeon Jungkook member of BTS has been spotted several times with the same girl. Our sources confirmed the two to be a couple. The girls identity is also revealed, she's a normal university student that goes by the name of y/n. The pair has been together for 3 years apparently. Why Jungkook chose a regular girl instead of an idol is still a big mystery.

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jjk97lvrrr Ew what the hell?! Who is that. 🤢

bangtan4rver Jungkook can do so much better 🙄

boraaajk1 💔🤮

btsmylovly7 I can't believe this my babyyy jk 😭😢

jkfancam2019 Yesss fandom cleanse 🤭

hobixtaetae7 Some of you need to grow up smh he isn’t going to notice you so sit down damn 💀

chimschubbycheeks1 Nah fr, I mean we all saw it coming these fine men can't be single forever besides she seems nice

jinnymytime77 I agree, the ones that act like that are such a shame to our fandom.

The comments flooded in almost immediately.

“She’s so basic, why is he with her?”

“Doesn’t she know she’s just using him for fame?”

“I’m so disappointed in him. He deserves better.”

I couldn’t breathe. I didn’t even notice the tears that had started streaming down my face until I felt them drop onto my phone screen. It was like the world was collapsing around me.

I threw my phone onto the couch and buried my face in my hands. It wasn’t just the hate; it was the fact that the world now knew.

My private, peaceful life with Jungkook was no longer private.

The silence that had once surrounded us had been shattered.

The days that followed were a blur. Jungkook tried reaching out to me, sending me texts, calling me—but I couldn’t bring myself to answer him. I couldn’t find the words to tell him how broken I was.

I tried to ignore it. I tried to push it all down. But it was hard, so hard to ignore the flood of comments, the constant reminders of the hate and judgment that had suddenly filled my world.

I didn’t leave my apartment much. I spent most of my time locked in my room, scrolling through the endless comments that tore at me piece by piece.

It wasn’t just the hate from strangers, though. It was the pressure, the weight of it all. Jungkook had always been in the public eye.

He was used to it. But me? I was just a regular person, living a normal life. The spotlight that had never once been on me now seemed like a blinding floodlight, burning away every bit of my peace.

I distanced myself from everyone, even from Jungkook. I didn’t want him to see how weak I had become, how much the hate was getting to me.

I didn’t want him to feel guilty. I didn’t want to burden him with my pain.

But Jungkook wasn’t about to let me do that.

I was lying in bed one evening when I heard a soft knock on the door. I didn’t even have to guess who it was.

“Y/N,” Jungkook’s voice was quiet, almost hesitant. “Can we talk?”

I wanted to say no. I wanted to lock myself away and pretend everything was fine. But I couldn’t do that anymore. Not with him.

I stood up slowly and opened the door, and there he was—his face drawn, worried, but still, unmistakably, the same Jungkook. My Jungkook.

He stepped inside and closed the door behind him, his gaze never leaving me. I could see the worry in his eyes.

“Y/N, why are you doing this? I’ve been trying to reach you. You can’t just shut me out like this.”

“I’m sorry,” I whispered, my voice cracking.

“I just... I can’t handle it, Jungkook. I can’t handle the hate, the comments, the constant pressure. I feel like I’m suffocating. I’m not strong enough for this. I don’t know how to handle the spotlight. It’s too much.”

Jungkook’s eyes softened, and he reached out to gently cup my face. “You don’t have to handle it alone. I’m here, okay? I’m not going anywhere.”

“But it’s not just about us,” I said, looking away. “It’s about you too. You’ve worked so hard for everything, and I’m just... messing it all up.”

He shook his head, his fingers brushing away the tears from my cheek.

“No, you’re not. Don’t you ever think that. You mean the world to me. The hate... It doesn’t matter. What matters is that we’re together. That’s all that matters.”

I felt the weight of his words in my chest, and slowly, I let myself lean into him, resting my head on his chest.

“I’m so scared, Kook. I’m scared of losing you, of ruining everything for you.”

Jungkook held me tighter, his voice soft but firm. “You won’t lose me. Never. I won’t let the media or anyone else get between us.”

I looked up at him, the tears still falling. “But what if it’s too much? What if I can’t do this?”

“You can,” he whispered, his hand gently stroking my hair.

“You can, because we’re a team. And I’ll be right here beside you, every step of the way.”

For the first time in what felt like forever, I allowed myself to believe that everything would be okay.

That maybe, just maybe, we could get through this together.

Jungkook and I spent the next few hours sitting together, his presence a balm to the sharp pain in my chest.

He didn’t try to force words out of me or ask for any promises. Instead, he sat beside me, patiently waiting, letting me gather the strength to speak.

We didn’t need words to communicate. It was as if he knew exactly what I was feeling.

His hand, warm and reassuring, held mine, grounding me in the chaos of my emotions.

But even though he was here, with me, I still felt the weight of the world pressing down.

The constant barrage of notifications, the insults, the assumptions. All of it was suffocating.

I had always tried to live a quiet, unassuming life, away from the public eye.

I hadn’t signed up for this level of scrutiny. Yet here I was, caught in a storm I had no control over.

The following days were no easier. Despite Jungkook’s gentle reassurances and attempts to keep me grounded, I felt more alone than ever.

He would send me messages, voice notes, and even pop by my apartment when he could, but the pressure of it all was too much.

I couldn’t bring myself to face the outside world.

One day, I woke up to an overwhelming sense of exhaustion. The weight of the previous weeks had drained me, physically and emotionally.

The constant tension in my body had made it hard to sleep, and my mind felt like it was on a never-ending loop of worst-case scenarios.

I could hear the voices in my head telling me that maybe I wasn’t cut out for this life, that I was never meant to be a part of his world.

I looked at my phone. The notifications were still there—more comments, more articles, more people voicing their opinions. Some were kind, but many were filled with venom.

I read one comment that stood out:

“She doesn’t deserve him. She’s just another girl trying to ride his coattails. When is she going to leave him?”

I wanted to throw my phone across the room. The hurt was unbearable, and no matter how many times Jungkook reassured me, I couldn’t escape it.

The world was so quick to judge me, and I felt as if every part of my life was under a microscope. Every action, every word, every gesture was scrutinized.

I felt like I was drowning, and the shore was so far away.

But then, Jungkook did something unexpected. Something that, in that moment, I never knew I needed.

It was late in the evening, and I was once again buried under a mountain of blankets on the couch, staring at my phone.

The silence in my apartment felt suffocating, the glow of the screen the only thing that kept me company.

Suddenly, my phone buzzed. I saw Jungkook’s name on the screen.

“I’m coming over. We need to talk.”

I knew he could sense my distance. He had been trying so hard to break through my walls, and for the most part, I had been shutting him out.

But this time, I couldn’t ignore him. My heart ached just at the thought of his face. I needed to see him.

I threw the blankets aside, quickly running my fingers through my hair, trying to make myself presentable.

By the time the doorbell rang, I was standing in the entryway, a mixture of relief and dread swirling inside me.

“Jungkook,” I whispered as I opened the door. He stood there, looking at me with a mixture of worry and determination.

His expression softened as soon as he saw me, and he immediately pulled me into a hug. His arms enveloped me, warm and familiar.

“I’m so sorry, Y/N,” he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. “I should’ve noticed sooner. I never should have let you go through this alone.”

I could feel his heart pounding against my chest, and in that moment, I knew he was just as scared as I was. We were in this together.

No matter what the world said, we were a team, we are a team.

“Jungkook, I—” I started to speak, but my voice caught in my throat. The tears I had been holding back for days finally began to spill over.

My body shook with the force of my sobs, and I clung to him like he was the only thing keeping me tethered to reality.

“I don’t know how to do this. I don’t know how to handle all this hate. It feels like I’m losing myself.”

He pulled back just enough to look into my eyes. His fingers gently wiped away my tears.

“You don’t have to do it alone. I’m here. Always.”

His words didn’t magically make the pain go away, but they made me feel something I hadn’t in days—hope.

A small glimmer of hope that maybe, just maybe, I could get through this with him by my side.

“I don’t want to lose you, Kook,” I whispered.

“I don’t want to be the one who drags you down. You’ve worked so hard for everything. I don’t want to be the reason your career is affected.”

Jungkook’s expression darkened, a fierce protectiveness overtaking him.

“Don’t you dare say that. We talked about this already. I don’t care about any of that. You are my priority, Y/N. Always. What they say... what they think... it doesn’t matter to me. What matters is that we’re okay. That you’re okay.”

His voice was firm, unwavering, and for the first time in what felt like forever, I felt a sense of calm wash over me.

He was right. The world could say whatever they wanted, but as long as we were in this together, nothing else mattered.

The following weeks were a battle. I tried to keep a low profile, but the world seemed determined to keep me in the spotlight.

The media, the fans—everyone had an opinion. The comments never stopped, and the hate continued to pour in.

But Jungkook refused to let me face it alone. He was by my side every step of the way.

He would show up at my apartment, bring me food, hold me when the weight of it all became too much. He knew when I needed comfort, and he never hesitated to offer it.

There were nights when we would just lay together, talking about everything and nothing, trying to distract ourselves from the world outside.

He kept reassuring me, telling me that this was just a phase.

“People will come around,” he would say, pressing a kiss to the top of my head.

“They’ll see the real you, Y/N. And when they do, they’ll love you as much as I do.”

And slowly, over time, I began to believe him.

A turning point came when I received a message from one of my close friends, who had been keeping an eye on my social media accounts.

She told me that there was a shift happening. People were starting to see me for who I was—not just as Jungkook’s girlfriend, but as a person.

The comments started to change. There was more positivity, more support.

“I don’t know how this happened, Y/N,” she said, “but you’ve become something of an icon. People are really starting to love you. Your personality shines through. Keep being yourself. That’s all you need to do.”

It was a revelation that hit me like a ton of bricks. In the midst of all the hate, there was love.

There were people who saw beyond the headlines, beyond the rumors. They saw me. And that made all the difference.

As time went on, the media’s obsession with me began to fade. People who once tore me apart started to support me, praising my strength, my resilience.

The negativity was still there, but it no longer consumed me.

Jungkook, too, seemed to find peace in the shift. As he saw the public warming to me, he grew more relaxed, even a little playful.

He would tease me, jokingly asking if I had become the “queen of social media” now that everyone loved me.

“Don’t get too big-headed now,” he would say with a grin, pretending to be jealous of all the attention I was getting.

I would laugh, playfully nudging him. “Maybe I should start charging for autographs.”

“You’re already stealing the spotlight from me,” he would joke, but there was always a warmth in his eyes. “I’m the jealous one now.”

And in those moments, everything felt right again. I knew we had weathered the storm, and no matter what the world threw our way, we would face it together.

The day finally came when I stood in front of the mirror, ready to face the world again.

The pain, the heartbreak, the endless nights of crying—everything felt like it had been worth it.

I had fought, and I had come out stronger. The world had tried to break me, but I wasn’t going anywhere.

And Jungkook? He was right beside me, as always. Together, we had survived.

Months passed, and life seemed to return to some semblance of normalcy.

The media had moved on to other scandals, other stories to report. The spotlight on Jungkook and me had dimmed, but the consequences of the past still lingered like a shadow that refused to fade completely.

Jungkook and I had become experts at navigating the delicate balance between public attention and private moments. We’d learned to take the good with the bad.

On days when the media tried to spin stories that were less than flattering, we laughed it off, knowing we had each other.

On days when the weight of the world felt unbearable, we leaned on one another and found comfort in our shared silence.

It wasn’t always easy. There were still days when I would scroll through my social media and see a comment that hurt—something cruel, something unnecessary.

The pain would flare up, and the temptation to retreat back into myself would always be there.

But Jungkook’s words echoed in my mind: “We’re a team. Together, we can handle anything.” And with him by my side, I slowly began to believe it.

One afternoon, we sat together in our favorite café, a quiet little spot hidden in the heart of Seoul.

The world outside was bustling, but inside, it felt like we were in our own little bubble, away from the chaos.

Jungkook leaned over the table, his gaze soft and tender as he reached for my hand.

“I’ve been thinking,” he said, his voice serious yet filled with a hint of playfulness.

“We should go somewhere. Just the two of us. No cameras, no distractions. Somewhere where we can be ourselves, without all the noise.”

I raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “Where?”

He smiled, that mischievous smile that always made my heart flutter. “It’s a surprise. But I promise it’ll be perfect.”

I didn’t need to ask any more questions. I trusted him completely. Jungkook had always been someone who knew how to make me feel special, even in the most ordinary moments.

It was one of the reasons I fell for him in the first place—his ability to turn every moment into something meaningful.

Days later, we found ourselves on a private jet, heading to a secluded beach on a small island far from the hustle and bustle of the city.

It was just the two of us, free to be whoever we wanted to be without the weight of public expectations hanging over us.

The air was warm, the sky a perfect shade of blue, and the ocean stretched out before us in a shimmering expanse.

It felt like we were the only two people in the world.

Jungkook took my hand as we walked along the shoreline, the sound of the waves crashing against the sand filling the air.

“This is it,” he said, his voice filled with awe. “Just us. No one else.”

I looked at him, a sense of peace washing over me. For the first time in a long time, I felt like I could breathe freely again.

The media, the hate, the drama—none of it mattered in this moment. All that mattered was that we were together.

“You’re right,” I said softly. “This is perfect.”

Jungkook stopped walking and turned to face me, his expression soft and earnest.

“I know it’s been hard, Y/N. I know I can’t take away all the pain you’ve been feeling, but I hope you know that I’m always here for you. Through everything.”

My heart swelled with emotion as I looked into his eyes.

“I know, Kook. And I’ll never take that for granted. You’ve been my rock, even when everything seemed impossible.”

He smiled, pulling me into a tight hug. “You’re stronger than you think. And you don’t have to face anything alone. I’ve got you, always.”

We stood there for what felt like an eternity, wrapped in each other’s arms, surrounded only by the sound of the waves and the soft rustling of the breeze.

It was a moment of pure tranquility, a brief respite from the chaos that had ruled our lives for so long.

The following days were filled with laughter, adventure, and a sense of freedom I hadn’t felt in months.

We explored the island, tried new foods, and spent hours simply enjoying each other’s company.

There were no cameras, no headlines—just us, living in the moment.

On the last night of our trip, we sat on the beach, watching the sun set over the horizon.

The sky was painted in shades of pink and orange, and the air was thick with the scent of saltwater and sand.

“I wish we could stay here forever,” I murmured, leaning my head on Jungkook’s shoulder.

He chuckled softly, wrapping his arm around me. “Maybe not forever. But I’d like to come back here with you someday. Just the two of us.”

I smiled, the warmth of his words filling me with happiness. “I’d like that too.”

We sat in comfortable silence, watching as the stars began to twinkle in the night sky. For once, the weight of the world felt light. It was just us, and that was enough.

When we returned to Seoul, the world seemed to have shifted. The media had, for the most part, stopped hounding me.

I was no longer just Jungkook’s girlfriend. Slowly but surely, I had carved out my own space in the public eye, not as a reflection of him, but as my own person.

People began to recognize me not just as an idol’s partner, but as someone who had her own strengths, her own dreams, and her own voice.

It wasn’t easy. There were still days when the negativity would creep in. But now, I was able to handle it with more confidence.

I had Jungkook to thank for that. His unwavering support, his belief in me, and his constant encouragement had helped me rediscover myself.

One day, as we were walking down the street, hand in hand, a group of fans approached us.

They were excited, but this time, instead of shying away, I smiled and waved. They returned the gesture, some of them even shouting how much they loved me.

It was a surreal feeling—a far cry from the hate and venom I had experienced not long ago.

Jungkook squeezed my hand, his grin wide. “Look at you. You’re practically a star now.”

I rolled my eyes, playfully shoving him. “Stop being dramatic. I’m just me.”

But in that moment, I realized something. I had become more than just “Jungkook’s girlfriend.”

I had become my own person—someone people admired, someone they saw for who I truly was.

Jungkook chuckled, leaning in to whisper in my ear. “Well, I’ll admit it. I’m a little jealous of how many people adore you now.”

I turned to him, raising an eyebrow. “Jealous? You? The Jeon Jungkook is jealous?”

He smirked. “What can I say? You’re a hot treasure.”

I laughed, shaking my head. “You’re the only one who matters, Kook. Don’t forget that.”

As time passed, our relationship continued to thrive. The media, while still watching us closely, began to accept us.

People no longer saw me as an outsider, but as a part of Jungkook’s world, and in many ways, a part of the K-pop community.

I wasn’t just his girlfriend—I was Y/N, a woman who had fought through adversity and come out stronger on the other side.

And through it all, Jungkook remained my rock. He never wavered in his love for me, and I never wavered in mine for him.

We had weathered the storm together, and we knew that, no matter what came next, we would face it hand in hand.

One evening, as we sat together, watching the sunset from our apartment, Jungkook turned to me with a thoughtful expression.

“You know,” he said, his voice soft,

“I don’t think I could’ve made it through all of this without you. You’ve taught me a lot. You’ve shown me that love isn’t just about the good times. It’s about sticking together when things get tough.”

I smiled, resting my head on his shoulder. “I think we’ve both learned that. And we’ll keep learning, together.”

He kissed the top of my head, his lips lingering for a moment. “I love you, Y/N. More than you’ll ever know.”

“I love you too, Kook,” I whispered back. “And I always will.”

"You're such a sap when being emotional."

"Shut up y/n, you love it."

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[kalisbaby]

Taemin used Guilty to talk about his own trauma in and out of the industry in regards to his debuting young, being around inappropriate elders of all genders who could not keep their hands off him, his sexual and gender identity (in regards to expressing that artistically) and took back his power while doing it. And the fact that it not only went over so many people's heads (fans and casual viewers alike) but then have Hybe equate that, frankly CLEAR, message with some kind of perversion??? To place him in the same league as the people who traumatized him in the industry is a whole new level of insidious.

Also I genuinely cannot take anything said by a K-pop company or even fans in regards to the whole schoolboy attire Taemin used in his video or the soft aesthetic he used in his promotions/album to get said message across when I have to suffer with seeing teen and adult idols perform songs in school uniforms. Sometimes to songs or choreo that are suggestive (especially with the teen idols). Like be so fucking for real.

I also can't take them seriously when they act like they care so much about the well-being of children while also debuting kids who they often put in suggestive clothing for sexy concepts when the idols are freshly 16 at most. Or when they got them in variety shows with MCs who should probably never be around children at all. Like I've seen episodes and clips of Weekly Idol and/interviews both past and presently of idols being asked shit that should get these people locked up on sight. Like, again, be so fucking for real please.

And, bringing it back to Taemin, I've seen way too many people grab, fondle, and caress that 14/15 y.o. kid and the only help for him was his members--who were also teenagers! I've seen grown ass men sit on his lap and flirt with him, grown ass women touch his chest, people put their arms around him in non-platonic/friendly manners; meanwhile he beared it all with a smile because what else was he supposed to do? Idols don't have bodily autonomy, don't you know? They belong to the companies and the public; and anything less than a placid smile won't do.

So, yeah, fuck Hybe in general but specifically for their audacity.

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𝐔𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐞 𝐓𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭

Trent Alexander-Arnold x reader

Word count: 2.5k

Summary: Your nephew loves Trent

Warnings: Pure fluff, mentions of stress

Notes: Seen too much kid-content so had to write something fluffy with kids. Not sure what this is, also tried to read through it in the middle of the night so it's probably a lot of grammar mistakes

"Pancakes?" you suggested, rolling your eyes as you heard a strong buzz sound, marking that pancakes wasn't what he wanted. "Cereal?"

buzzz

You took a breath, turning back from the fridge to look at the little beast.

"What do you want to eat then? I've said everything we have at home" you asked, watching his shoulders shrug.

"Can you make something yummy?"

"I told you what I can make already" you voiced watching his pouting face "but it's all not good" he whined, testing your limits

he is a kid, he is only a kid, don't yell, he is a kid

The small boy looked at you with big eyes, sensing you were upset with him which upset him and suddenly your heart melted, feeling stupid for getting agiated by him. He was only four, learning his way but you were spent to your limits after the day's work. You worked directly under your boss for the time being. You were supposed to learn the work and had a three months ‘test’ period where you were eased into it. The only problem was that you were next to your boss who was an absolute prick, treating you like his personal assistant making you go nuts and work way too much and hard. When you had crawled out of the office your brother had called for emergency babysitting as he'd had to work late and Leo's mother was on a work-trip.

"It's okay baby" you sighed, lifting the small boy up from the floor, feeling him snuggling into your chest contently, happy you weren’t mad at him.

"What about we go order food from somewhere huh? We can take the car" you hummed feeling relieved when the little boy squealed in delight. "Can we go take nuggets?" he asked hopefully, his eyes impossible to say no to

"Sure, we can go to mc" you promised, laughing as he squealed once again, fisting your hoodie in his small hands in happiness.

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Leo as he was named was a very chatty boy, always happy and smiling, unless he was hungry. He had been your number one fan since he was born... at least until he came along.

You loved him, you did. After you'd first met him at that club on your first date and now even after you'd dated for almost three years you still loved him but you would never stop hating him for taking your fan. Because since you'd introduced Trent to your family he had taken the spotlight and suddenly he was all Leo cared about.

He was his biggest idol, the one he wanted to be when grown up and the one he wanted attention from. He had his shirts and posters in his room, stuff you'd helped him out off. He idolized Trent and you loved that because you idolized Trent too but he took your sweetheart away and you would never forgive that

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You'd just arrived home from picking up your food when Trent let himself in in your shared home. "I'm home!" he shouted as always as he took off his shoes and popped his washbag into the machine, he didn't expect to be met with small feets tumbling at him, Leo's bright smile making him laugh as he picked the little guy up in his arms, swinging him around. "What are you doing here little man?" he asked sweetly, gently stroking his cheek as he giggled adorably. "Daddy had work and mom is not home" he answered knowingly making Trent hum

"What have you done then and where is y/n?"

Leo looked down sheepishly, not meeting Trent's eyes anymore as he mumbled "she is in the kitchen"

Trent looked at the little guy, knowing it was more he wanted to say "she is mad at me" he hummed, Trent's eyebrows raising "why would she be mad?"

Leo looked down again, chewing on his lip "I didn't want to eat anything at home and she was upset so we went to Mc" he mumbled sheepishly, looking down on Trent’s shirt

"I'm sure she isn't mad at you" Trent hummed, gently stroking his tummy as he met his eyes again "no?"

"No sweetie" Trent smiled, taking him with him into the kitchen where you stood, plating your food up. He could say from just watching you that you were stressed and tense, your moves erratic and stiff.

"Hey babe" He mumbled, wrapping his free arm around your waist as he kissed your cheek, Leo clambering stuck on Trent's side.

"Hey, how was training?" you hummed, turning to him with a soft smile, inviting him to peck your lips.

"It was fine, nothing special" he told you truthfully "how was your day?"

You shrugged "it was alright" you lied, smiling at him as best you could. It was starting to get too much but you had to keep it together in front of Leo, not wanting him to think you were mad at him because you truly weren't

You finished plating up Leo's food, taking it out to the sofa as Tren't put him down on the floor

"Here you go sweetie" you smiled, watching him hesitate "what's up?" you tried softly, his big eyes looking up at you

"I'm sorry I made you mad" he mumbled, his lips trembling, your heart clenching at the sight

"No baby, it's okay I'm not mad at you, not at all" you softly smiled, lifting him up and kissing his cheek "I'm mad at some annoying people at my work, not you. Okay?"

He nodded, a smile crackling over his face as you put him down, putting on the tv as Trent sat down beside him.

When he dug in you saw your escape, going back to the kitchen to take a breather  but Trent followed you just a minute later.

“Leo told me he had upset you”

His words made you grimace “Well it wasn’t my attention to but just ugh”

Trent chuckled, kissing you softly “It is okay to not feel great all the time you know,  don't try to hide it”

“You’re so poetic” you mocked, his eyes rolling at you playfully

It was late, way too late when you stumbled through your door. Trent had called two hours ago, wondering where you were but you hadn't given him an understandable answer, just mumbling that you had to go and would come home soon. Your boss had been a real bitch, again and needed you to clean up his mess, again.

You threw your shoes off before hurrying into the living room only for it to be empty. It took a moment to recognize where the voices were coming from but soon enough you located them from the kitchen.

Guilt prickled your skin as you breathed away the bad thoughts. You were supposed to be home at two to collect Leo from your brother but when he'd call and ask where the fuck you were you could only curse because you'd forgotten all about it. 

Instead Trent had welcomed him at the training ground before driving home to yours.

It was shitty, you knew it was not acceptable and you felt ashamed as you walked into the kitchen, stopping in the doorway as you spotted the two.

Trent and Leo both stood with their backs to you, laughing and giggling as they rolled up cookie dough on a tinplate. "No no you're doin it all wrong!" Leo giggled as Trent put down a ball on the folie

"What?! What do you mean buddy it's perfect" Trent argued, causing the little boy to giggle, shaking his head "No it's ugly T"

"Hey, what are you calling ugly!" Trent joked, smearing a bit of cookie dough on his nose causing the little boy to let out a shriek of laughter as he launched on Trent who swiftly threw him up in the air laughing with him.

The sight made your eyes water and chest tighten at how perfect it was. Such a moment you never wanted to forget.

"Hey boys" you voiced made them both turn around, Leo's face shone up as he saw you, tugging your heart "Aw hey buddy" you whispered as you took him in your arms, lifting him up on your chest, ees watering even more as he snuggled into your neck" Hi Y/n, I missed you"

"I missed you too, did you have a good day with Trent?"

You diverted your eyes to your boyfriend who stood facing you, leaning back against the counter with his hands and a content smile on his face, telling you it was okay even though it didn't feel like it.

"It was the best! I got to play with them and then we watched a movie, ate burgers then we made cookies for you because we know it's your favorite!" he cheered, your heart feeling too emotional, too moved for this greeting.

"Aw how nice of you" you hummed, kissing his cheek before putting him down on the floor again. The little boy quickly jumping up on the chair he was standing on.

"Okay buddie, it's time for the owen, ten minutes then we wait five before eating and then my little man it's bedtime" Trent hummed, Leo listening intently, nodding at his words "Can I watch tv whilst we wait for cookies?" he asked sweetly, his small eyes blinking up pleadingly in that way that made him get whatever he wanted.

"Yeah sure, you go we will clean up here" Trent chuckled as he looked after the boy who had already sprinted out to the couch quickly putting on his favorite program.

"I'm sorry!" you wailed, looking at him with guilt written all over you body. Trent chuckled, taking two long steps before wrapping his arms around you "It's okay love" he mumbled, kissing the top of your head "No no it's not Trent. I should've been here when my brother dropped him off at two and now the clock is eight thirty"

"I know how your boss is, so does your brother and he wasn't mad, not at all he just felt bad for you"

"I really am sorry" you sniffled, burying your face in his shirt, his arms wrapping tightly around you, stroking your back comfortably "It's okay, I promise. I know how important your work is for you even though it's shit and I want you to do what you dreamt off and you are soon there. In a week you’ve paid off the shit time with him and can pursue your dream. I wanna help you reach your dream just like you helped me reach mine so don't say sorry. it's the least I could do after everything you've done for me"

You looked at him with love-eyes. Kissing his chest where you could reach before he bent down to give you a kiss "I love you T"

"Love you y/n"

"Okay okay let's take out the cookies now you hummed after a few moments of just relaxing in his body. The smell of cookies filled the kitchen and he nodded, taking the tinplate and putting up plates and ice cream before calling in Leo who looked starstruck at the sugar shock he would most definitely get before sleep but it was worth it, seeing his face and cozying up between your favorite boys in front of the tv.

It was the annual bbq saturday, one day every summer the whole fam got together, grilling and hanging out at your parents summer house. It was a nice tradition and everybody always made sure to be there. What had first been a smaller gathering with your brother, parents, cousins, grandparents and uncles and aunts had now become a big group with partners and kids but the more the merrier, at least when it came to family.

Trent had been to the annual BBQ for four years in a row now, the first time as your friend though nobody believed that for a second. Your parents had fallen in love with him the first time they'd met him. His sweet smile and helping hand not taken for granted and quicker than ever before he was an obvious part of the fam. Your brother was a bit reluctant at first but the second you'd introduced Trent to Leo you brother couldn't fight the fact that he was a nice guy.

"So y/n, when is he gonna take the next step? It's three years now huh?" one of your cousins asked smugly, making you chuckle "I'm in no hurry you know. I don't want a proposal for at least two years" you admitted, creating a wall of hums "Two years?"

"Yeah, we are still young and I don't want to hurry into marriage. I love him and that's all that matters at the moment. I want to get married when we are thinking of starting an family""Oooh"

Your eyes rolled "Not anytime soon"

Your conversation was cut short by Trent who ran towards you, Leo on his back giggling like a maniac as Trent lifted him around, playing airplanes or whatever he did. A fond smile grew on your face as Trent gave you the laughing boy for a second, taking time to catch his breath as you played with him in your arms before he was off on Trent’s shoulders again.

"You really did a great choice" your mothers soft voice was heard from behind you, your eyes met her sincere ones and you nodded "I really did"

"I know everybody is pressing about an engagement, babies and marriage but don't listen to them. What you have is unique, he is so in love with you and you are so in love with him. Just look at how Leo loves him, he will be an awesome dad whenever the day comes and you will be a wonderful mother. There is no need to rush because your love is true"

You smiled at your mother, hugging her tightly "It really feels real"

"Finally" your mother chuckled, hinting at your past boyfriends that she did in fact not like at all and you giggled

"But seriously y/n, you deserve this, happiness"

You just smiled at Trent, watching as he jogged up to you with Leo in his arms again "Heyy what are you talking about?" he smiled, handing you Leo who were grabbing after you

"Nothing" you hummed, taking the now tired boy. "Just how amazing you are"

"Oh really?" he grinned, wiggling his eyebrows at your mother who chuckled back"Do you want anything to drink?" Trent asked after a couple of seconds

"Yeah sure""Okay, i'll be right back I love you" he smiled, pecking your lips softly"Love you T"

[raivenantcravings]

Round 6 Reaction/Analysis

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I woke up to twitter analysis saying that Till never even looked at Ivan until his final moments. And I made pre round 6 fanart titled "look at me." Couldn't manifest it. He never looked at him in the end,,,

broo dont look so happy. oh my god you lovesick fool.

reaction and analysis under the cut

First detail I noticed was that are the mics clear because both Ivan and Till are being vulnerable? They have nothing to hide anymore, so they'll show the world their whole being.

Anyways, to my main point,,

My interpretation of the ending was that Ivan was really trying to "cure" Till.

Till opens up with wanting to feel pain, to feel hurt.

"Please, leave me scars"

"Please, hurt me so that not a single drop of me remains"

Which, I realize he's talking to Mizi, but it's a cry for "help" either way.

Ivan's part goes:

"Notice my pain and mend me right now"

Again, he's talking about himself, but I think it could apply to what he does to Till.

So they kiss.

And, I've seen a lot of other people already say this, but I also do feel the kiss was not only meant to be for Ivan to selfishly show his love for Till.

Like bro don't go nonconsensually kissing your crush, what are you doing!?

When the scores came out, Ivan was much lower than Till than I expected. I thought it'd be a Mizi-Sua situation where the scores were close, but Mizi barely edged it out.

But Till almost had 20 points over Ivan.

And I know it's because Till is a rising star. And his new image change would really garner the attention of everyone. But it's not like Ivan is a nobody either. I didn't expect the scores to be so different.

I do think its because Ivan kissed Till. As a final nail in the coffin that guarantees his loss.

Alien Stage is commentary on the idol industry. One of the most prevalent issues in the idol industry is the romantic lives of the idols. Idols are not supposed to be in relationships, at least not outwardly. Their whole image is for the fans. Nothing they do should ruin that public image as an idol.

Much less in a in a queer relationship.

Now I don't believe the universe of Alien Stage cares about LGBTQ+ issues because there's bigger issues surrounding their human pets. But I think that it is an issue that Vivinos is trying to address because they certainly never shy away from queer issues in their other works.

And I feel the idea that idols/pets should not be swayed by their romantic emotions is still prevalent in their society.

So for the audience to see Ivan kiss Till, in one of the most outrageous and public displays possible, further pushes the votes in Till's favor.

And yeah, I also do believe that he kissed Till for him to finally look at him, but I also feel that it was a self-sacrifice too.

And then Ivan violently chokes Till.

Possibly, as another way to give Till votes. Since when Mizi started punching Luka, the audience was outraged at her actions.

Violence is definitely frowned upon on the stage.

More on the choking scene,,

I also saw some people saying that it's because Ivan wanted Till to die with him, which may be part of it. I don't think everything Ivan did was completely selfless.

But

Till accepts it. Earlier when he is at the bar (party? venue? the private show either way), he fights the alien who tries to punch him.

He did show him Mizi's missing image, so he is enraged in this moment, but he does have fight left in him even then.

He doesn't resist when Ivan chokes him just closes his eyes and awaits death. Perhaps if Mizi was already dead, he can just join her in the afterlife since he had no way of knowing she was still alive.

In this way, Ivan is his savior. The one who is finally freeing him from all this pain he felt after losing Mizi. This is his "cure."

And for Ivan, he sorta wants to be a savior to Till. He has freed him on multiple accounts from his shackles. Even helping him run away with him, so they can experience freedom together.

They both get what they want, but,,

Ivan lets go of Till and Till, with an expression that feels like shock, finally looks at Ivan.

Killing him would not give him the freedom that Till needs

that Ivan wants Till to have.

So, like the countless times Till has been chained around his neck, Ivan gives him his chains:

hurting him like he desires.

A scar around his neck.

(Where the scar from his name is)

And mending him,

by taking away the final chain that Ivan could release from Till.

His "cure."

It felt like his final desire was to get Till to snap out of it, to realize that he needs to find true freedom, to not get apathetic at the situation, to keep on going and to live.

He really, truly loves Till even if Till does and never will understand it.

Also final thoughts, is it not strange that Ivan is able to release Till's bindings so easily?

No one else is shown releasing the bindings, so maybe it is just as easy as a press of the button. Yet, I don't feel like it's just poorly designed if that's the case. Because you literally have a person like Ivan releasing a dangerous human like Till. Shouldn't a cautious society like the world of Alien Stage made sure it wouldn't be super easy to get out of.

If there is more to it, I wonder if that'll be a plot point later on. With Ivan leaving behind the secret to getting out of the bindings for Till. So, when a character maybe Till or even Hyuna or Mizi have been captured, they're able to escape since they know how to remove them.

Maybe, I'm just being delulu

And final final thoughts, the kiss was great and definitely made me almost scream. But the way Ivan nuzzled Till has got me acting up.

Like, it's just so soft and sweet and not a big show of it like when Ivan kisses Till on stage.

It feels so intimate, so personal, so full of love.

I just, I just can't. They'll be the death of me.

[chasedeys]

hello again i have another fic concept and am very curious about your thoughts

sooo seeing ja’marr with his kid (cutest thing in the world btw) made me think about him, for whatever reason, asking joe to babysit for him one day. and joe is good with kids but probably doesn’t have a lot of experience taking care of them? idk. i just think he’d panic a bit at first and then he’d realize it’s not that bad

but what i was really thinking about is when ja’marr comes back he finds both joe and the kid asleep on the couch and they aren’t even together at this point but it makes ja’marr fall even more in love bc he sees his two fav people together like that and it’s just such a soft sweet moment <3

GRAHHHH the way im still trying to reply to your last reply to the fwb au 😭 but i adoreeeee the image of them with kids so much thank youuu for giving me the chance (yet again) to yap about this oml i ran with this i apologize in advance:

joe and ja'marr both love kids sooooo much you can see it every time they interact with them!! but the thing is I've never seen joe actually hold up a child which is kind of impressive tbh considering how.....extensive joe's archive of pics is here lmao. has he never once in his life been photographed holding a baby or. have i just not come across any.

ja'marr is totally the type to swing children around by their legs and fling them around in a circle as they climb him like a jungle gym etc etc just 100% comfortable and secure in himself that he can catch any kid if they fall or never even getting them to that point in the first place. just clocked that this is maybe because of his wr training lmao. or just a case of extremely good dad reflexes who knows! i don't actually know what point i wanted to make here i just wanted to say something about this 😭.

joe doesn't know how to interact with children below the ages of 5. no like he'd be good at it of course but if you squint your eyes you can see him visibly sweating from the entire exchange 😭 but he loves it!! loves meeting little kids who idolize him!! he does not know how to carry babies without having his entire torso and limbs (both upper and bottom for some reason) stiffening up. ja'marr once handed him junior without thinking much of it to fuss over the baby car seat and when he turned back 10 minutes later after a losing battle it's to the sight of joe frozen in time staring blankly at ja'marr junior who is doing him absolutely no help just staring right back entranced at his face. they might be locked in a staring contest. they're definitely locked in a staring contest because ja'marr has called both their names repeatedly and has been ignored the entire time. cute stuff. snapped a pic to share to his parents, sister, tee, joe's parents and brothers, the entire wr group chat etc etc.

but!!! he has an amazing ability to just....exist in the same space with the quieter children, the nonverbal ones. even manages to take them out of their bubble sometimes and bond over the most obscure shit you can think of (neurodivergents solidarity tbh). if it's the more enthusiastic outspoken ones he's happy to just let them lead the convo, always so accommodating and fascinated by their way of thinking! he just adores kids just as much as ja'marr he loves talking to them and hearing their thought process and current obsessions and when ja'marr jumps in he loves seeing them light up even more because ja'marr always knows the right words to get them to loosen up and start snort-laughing, when to tease and poke, when to be firm and admonishing. joe's more of a pushover i guess lol he lets them walk all over him and has no backbone to speak of. when they meet little fans on the street who get a bit overbearing don't know when to knock it off ja'marr's usually the one who successfully gets them to back off and let joe breath. this might also be because his boundless energy matches the kids more easier hmm.

BUT you're asking abt joe babysitting ja'marr jr sorry got incredibly side tracked over them with children 😭

maybe it's a little wr training thing where ja'marr has to go for idk 3 days and the baby mama can't take junior for the whole week and his parents are having an anniversary cruise vacation and his sister is on the other side of the country and his usual babysitter (neighbor's teenage kid lol) is having an exam season and sure he could ask any of his friends who would go the extra mile for him but!! the number one person in his mind and soul who he would feel absolutely 100% comfortable and safe leaving the beloved piece of his heart outside of his body with is one joseph lee burrow. who might possibly think that taking care of junior primarily involves him staring directly and piercingly at the little kid watching lion king for the whole two and a half hours of runtime. all without taking a single eye off of him. like at all. which is. well.

joe manfully says yes to ja'marr's sincere plea and is handed junior and his entire baby bag with some fanfare because ja'marr is always one for dramatics. joe is staring bemusedly down at the one year old child who had somehow ended up in the circle of his arms drooling on the fabric of his old faded acid wash tee while ja'marr is fussing over setting up a little toy station in the middle of joe's living room and stocking up joe's kitchen with all the meals and snacks and milk he brought for junior. he's also yapping in his usual endearing way over all the things joe has to look out for, allergies, times for meals and snacks, what to do when junior starts crying, when to let him just run around and when to get him to sit the fuck down, what some of the baby babble junior likes to blurt out mean, etc etc just baby essentials and everything that joe would usually very easily sort through but he's kind of. completely overwhelmed here on the pending sole responsibility over a one year old baby—his best friend's actual living breathing mini version of him—for the next 72-ish hours and tries very hard not to freak the fuck out.

in the end ja'marr is just standing in front of joe holding his son so carefully like he's something so precious while baby ja'marr is slowly blinking awake to the sight of joe's own blue eyes looking wide-eyed down at him and feeling something so right and warm when junior immediately reaches out an arm to press against an enchanted joe's cheek and start laughing when joe flinches and weirdly fumbles around. god the image of joe with a little kid i can't do this. ja'marr snapped a pic ofc had to immortalize the first ever lone babysitting gig with joe. little baby ja'marr album <3

love the idea of this being pre-relationship with ja'marr enthusiastically stepping forward all up in joe's space and hugging junior via hugging joe and blowing raspberries all over his son's cheeks in his usual goodbye-routine while joe's staring wide-eyed because wow this is. an incredibly close view of—of all this. all within his reach. of a sort. and then ja'marr turns his bright baby-ja'marr-special-smile upwards towards joe and dumbly (dumb-of-ass-ly!!) smooches joe's cheek too on. like. autopilot (or is it!) and blusters through the immediate oh-my-god-i-just-did-that leaving like a whirlwind through the front door yelling to just call him if he has questions. and joe's just. left standing there stupefied beyond belief and can't even reach up a hand to press against his warmed cheek because he's terrified of letting go even a single hand from carrying junior. who is clapping his hands in delight, already in love with joe from the first time they met long before and beyond delighted that he gets to hang out with the nice blond man with the warm hands who makes his daddy laugh like that. didn't even cry getting left alone by his dad!! which is a Very Important and Heartening thing to note when left with a baby not your own but joe doesn't know that (yet)!! anyway.

then follows a wonderful lovely saga of joe learning how to take care of junior and it's!! ja'marr's kid!!!!! he literally cannot do anything wrong to fuck up junior even if he tried because that's ja'marr's blood and soul over there in pint-sized form. it took a whole minute for him to fall completely in love the first time they met and with them being left alone for the first time it takes barely an hour for him to learn literally everything there is to know about the kid (proverbially of course. junior's first time asking to go potty nearly made him breakdown. called his mom in distress, got laughed at for a full minute, before she helped him the best she could through face time and then spent the next hour cooing over an equally enamored junior through the phone) because he's literally an extension of ja'marr, who he knows better than the back of his palm!!

anyway when ja'marr comes by to pick him up again bringing a shit ton of food as a little thank you also—he easily barges through the front door with his own key, not not worried exactly because the last time joe texted him was to snap a pic of junior trying on one of his custom glove (tiny hand in big glove!!) which was a whole hour and a half ago and didn't reply to any of the texts ja'marr sent asking if he wanted gross junk food A or B for dinner.

came to the truly heart melting sight of moana playing on 20% volume while joe is stretched out on his couch in one of his eccentric t-shirts and grey sweats, hair rumpled beyond saving, baby ja'marr settled on top of him in a tiger onesie with his head tucked right on top of joe's heart snuggled up under one of the fluffy blankets ja'marr got for him that's barely covering joe, both dead to the world asleep. ja'marr instantly brings out his phone and takes a whole bunch of pictures from literally every angle AND several videos of the 1 minute and over variety. immediately shared to everyone he knows that matters within the hour. the very first pic of them both snapping awake to stare up at him leaning over the couch in groggy shock looking weirdly alike is for him and him only though. the next pic of them with smiles starting to bloom through staring right at him is made into his phone's background that night. joe has the pic printed on polaroids one for each of them and they each keep it in their wallets. wow this is corny as hell sorry but.

sooooo compelling if this was like. THE feelings realization for him like—'oh. ohhh my god. oh no. oh wait a damn fucking second this is not that. i am not in love with him. i do not want ja'marr jr growing up with him as the other half of his parental unit no. no. oh god.' yeah.

had a little family dinner afterwards on the couch watching the jungle book <3 junior usually chooses to sit on ja'marr's lap but he's sticking close to joe and it makes ja'marr feel all fuzzy and dizzy. little kid tucked between these two whose bodies are turned to one another caging the kid so he won't fall. laughing together playfully smearing sauce all over baby ja'marr to make him shriek and laugh. spending the night there anyway because it's midnight all of junior's stuff is still there enough for an extra day or several and ja'marr can just use joe's stuff anyway and really ja'marr doesn't think junior is ever letting go of joe's shirt so.

this is just incredibly self-indulging 😭 and i don't actually know what to call ja'marr jr wkwkk

ending this with a little screenshot of ja’marr and ja’marr 🥰🫶 they're sooooooo cute

ok bye!!

[daengtokki]

Heyy there :) I literally can't stop thinking about SKZ f!additional member AU and softie Seungmin who seems nonchalant like the unbothered king he is but caring just deeply about reader, for example looking out for her when practice gets tough, getting snacks during recording sessions and so oooon. Yeah, I'm weak for that. Maybe you are, too. Have fun during this fluffy week either way^-^<3

This trope is interesting, but I've never actually read a single fic based on it! I'm not sure if I would do it justice. I do have an idea, though, and it's in the same vein as this, and I can add in the things that you're weak for (because same). The problem is…I can’t do it in a single ~1k word oneshot 🥲

So thank you for the inspiration for a new possible longer story! Unless everyone absolutely hates it.

If you like it, I’ll be happy.

idol!Kim Seungmin/guest artist!reader/idol!Chan x reader △

wc: ~1.1k (part 1?)

rating: angst to fluff

Day 5 of Seungmin's birthday oneshot countdown!

It's a few more weeks at the most, maybe longer, and after that...he'll probably never see you, or talk to you again. The planning stages of this was fun, he admits, and all eight of you sitting around the table talking to you on speakerphone; the excitement in everyone's eyes and voices was contagious. And of course Seungmin is excited...it's you. He's been a fan of yours for as long as he can remember, so having the opportunity to work alongside you, and maybe even sing with you? It’s a dream come true.

That's the problem.

He hasn't slept properly in a few days, and he's feeling very puffy and tired. There's only so much he can do now to prepare himself. He took a cold shower this morning, drank as much water as he could handle, but after that he couldn't stomach more than half of his iced coffee. It's still in his hand, numb from the almost melted ice, and dripping steadily on the floor. You're somewhere in this building right now, and you could walk in with the others at any moment.

Time to turn off. Turn off or make a complete ass of himself.

/ / /

You feel a little awkward as you walk toward the meeting room...recording studio? You actually have no clue where you're going, but you're flanked by two much taller men you don't know, and in front of you is Chan, who was a little red in the face when he was talking to you and asking you to call him Chris. So you do.

"Chris?"

He turns and smiles at you, and it's so...something you can't and refuse to deal with right now, you think. No. It's cute, and it's shy. The photos you've seen of him before today really did nothing for him, even the good ones. But you're a professional, and you are very good at acting professional when needed. Even when sweet, attractive men are involved.

"Yeah, all good?"

"Good, yeah! Where are we headed? Should I be mentally preparing to meet everyone?"

"Yes, definitely start preparing right now"

One more right turn and something about the door up ahead feels like the one. Meeting suite 1411. That's the one. Chris opens the door and moves aside to let you in first, and the room is empty, or appears to be. Security fell back and took up guard at the end of the hallway (unnecessary and embarrassing, you told Chris when they appeared).

"Oh, nobody is here...okay." He checks his phone and scrunches his nose, and you kind of feel like kissing it. "I'm sorry, I guess everyone ignored the group chat this morning."

"That's alright, are they somewhere else?"

"It's possible, but..." he points to the table filled with snacks and drinks. "I don't wanna drag you around looking for them." The phone is to his ear, and you hear it ringing, and ringing...

"I can wait here if you have to go find them. I already see a coffee carafe with my name on it."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure. I haven't had enough coffee or stare at my phone time this morning, anyway. And my friends are down the hall."

He smiles so big, you have to return is just as enthusiastically. Maybe he'll turn up his flirting, and you won't have to feel as responsible for your own.

"I'll be right back"

Chris turns on his heel and is gone, and the room is so quiet. Maybe you should put some music on. Before anything, you look over the catering and wonder if anyone will actually have time to enjoy this. The coffee and lemon water, sure, but this is actually a full-course meal in front of you. Just as you fill your cup with coffee, you hear music...but you don't think you pushed play yet.

No, definitely not, because it's your voice that you're hearing. You turn toward it, and jump when you see him standing there, almost mid-step, one hand reaching to pull at his earlobe. His eyes are wide, but other than that...he seems less surprised to see you than you are to see him. But he does at least pause the music.

"Hello," you say, hoping to get him to come a little closer. Whoever he is, and you feel like you should remember all of their names by now, he looks a little annoyed that he now has to share this space and this coffee with someone else. "My eyesight isn't great even with the contacts... I don't bite."

"Hi," he takes a few steps toward you, and you watch his long legs move in his shorts and socks and clean black converse. "I'm–"

"No, I can remember...give me a second"

He does, but he doesn't seem happy about it. This one doesn't have the carefree smile that Chris did, or the shy demeanor. It's a bit distracting, the way his lips purse into a heart, and the way his big brown eyes look down at you. His hair falls perfectly in front of his eyes, but you're pretty sure he woke up looking this good.

"Oh..." it comes to you, sort of. "You're the puppy, aren't you?" You think you see the ghost of a smile on his lips, but it's gone so quickly. "Seungmin."

"Yes, I'm the puppy. And also Seungmin."

The puppy persona fits him, at least physically. His face is soft and round, his big brown eyes turn every so slightly downward, and his ears—something about the way his ears sit on his head, is so... "it's nice to finally meet you."

"Likewise"

Seungmin holds out his hand for you. You do the same, and he takes it so gently. His touch and his mien don't seem to match, and you wonder if the first impression isn't the one to remember for this one.

/ / /

Seungmin finally takes a deep breath when you turn and head toward the coffee again, and he watches as you very carefully add the smallest amount of milk and sugar to it. He finally finished his, so maybe he should make himself another cup. It gives him a reason to rejoin you instead of standing here looking like an idiot.

"Have you met everyone else, or just me?" What a stupid question, he thinks. "I mean, I'm sure you met someone...you're here."

"I met Chris. He left to go find all of you, but you must be the only one who read the message and listened."

"Yes, I saw the message. I like to be on top of things."

The way his voice lowers as he speaks sends a little shiver up your arms. Seungmin likes to be on top of things, and you love catching an innuendo wherever you can. You smirk, but wipe it from your face when you think he might be looking at you.

Seungmin sees the smile pull at your lips and then disappear immediately. "What?"

"Nothing,” you laugh. “I don’t think you talked much on the calls, did you?”

“I did not speak much, I don’t have too much creative say. I have some, it just depends on what we’re doing.”

“Well, it’s tough getting in there with eight of you, I’m sure. Everyone can’t be everywhere…too many cooks in the kitchen.”

Seungmin allows himself to laugh at that, but he stifles it a little and turns away. You’re as cute and relaxed in person as you seem in interviews, and on stage, and it’s a little overwhelming. He can’t let himself do this—he can’t get himself into something he won’t be able to escape. But he seems to remember reading something about a possible relationship you’ve gotten yourself into. Thinking about that breaks his heart a little, but it’ll at least help keep him away.

None of that matters, though. Why would you have any interest in him in the first place?

“Do you want coffee? How do you take it?”

Dammit, okay… “black is good.”

[vampwritesstuff]

🤍 𝐒𝐊𝐙 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 (hyung line)

overprotective!little brother!ot8(separate) x older sister!reader

Request: Hello, I was excited to see you’re opening requests. I've had this idea brewing in my head but I cannot write to save my life. Am thinking of a version for each SKZ member - overprotective younger brother SKZ who's proud of your success in the corporate world (you're all he talks about and hes got them intrigued), but refuses to introduce his noona to the member because he's wary of their flirtatious ways or even crush on you. And then you turn up at an event to surprise your brother and then... I'll leave the rest to your talented imagination because I don't know what kinda ending I'd want for each SKZ member.

cw: none really, just me trying to be funny, the short scenarios are lowkey bad but it was so difficult to come up with different situations and not reuse the same one over and over 😭

Ngl, I giggled and squealed when I saw this request, thank you for being my first request for Stray Kids and I’d be happy to make this for you! Buckle up buttercup, this one’s a long one! This was taking so long to post, and I feel so terrible about that, so I’m going to make two parts for this, the next part being the Maknae line and hopefully that will be done soon! If you guys do enjoy my writing, please consider checking out my masterlist !

Bang Chan

You’re not much older than Chan, but you’re so successful at your corporate job back in Australia that Chan often talks about you to his members and sometimes his fans.

He has for sure mentioned you on his lives, and everyone can see that he really cares about his older sister.

Definitely doesn’t take kindly to fans asking if you’re single or attractive, he’s never given out your name or shown what you look like just because of that.

With the members, it’s not that he thinks they’ll purposely flirt with you, but his protective brother side just gets the better of him and he’d rather not take the chance. The boys are very interested in meeting you but even they don’t know your name or what you look like, and they love their lives enough that they don’t push Chan.

The boys are so confused when you first show up at the concert in Sydney, confused as to who you are until Chan calls you Noona, then they’re all over you once Chan (reluctantly) introduces you to them.

Personally, I don’t think they would be able to flirt with you knowing you’re their hyung’s older sister, which makes you older than them obviously.

I.N and Felix absolutely would ask if they could call you their Noona too 🥹 Seungmin would totally have to hold back on his ‘Chan is so old’ jokes just cause he doesn’t want to make you feel old.

You were waiting backstage for Chan with Hannah, your little sister had practically begged you to come with her to the Stray Kids concert. You hadn’t been to any of your little brother’s concerts before as your job always kept you busy, and you felt a little guilty that you hadn’t been able to attend before now. So when the concert date coincided with your vacation days, you knew you had to jump on the opportunity.

The cheers from the stadium arena were so loud that you wondered how Chris and his members were able to handle it. You kept yourself occupied with Hannah by talking about Chris and his friends, Hannah claimed that they were a rowdy bunch and from what you had seen online while trying to be a little involved in Chan’s idol career, you didn’t think for a second that she was wrong.

You heard him before you saw him, his voice unmistakable to you. He was laughing and joking with his members, whom you regrettably couldn’t name off the top of your head. What can you say? Chan never talks about them with you, and you don’t see much about them often enough in order to memorize them.

“Christopher Bang Chan, what do you think you’re doing to that poor boy. Put him down.” You chided your brother as you saw him walking backstage with one of the boys thrown over his shoulder. The sound of your voice made Chan stop dead in his tracks, making a few of the members behind him bump into him. “Y/n? Noona, what are you doing here?” He asked in surprise, ignoring the looks from his members, as he set down the fox looking boy and walked over to you to engulf you in one of his infamous hugs, he also pulled Hannah in for a hug too despite her protests.

“Decided to surprise you, my vacation days lined up with the concert and Hannah begged me to bring her so.. surprise?” You hummed once he let go, “Chan hyung, are you going to introduce us or are we gonna be left in the dark over here?” Seungmin pipes up. Chan definitely tenses, realizing he needed to introduce you to his friends but you beat him to it, already walking over to them. “Hi, I’m Y/n, Chris’s older sister.”

That’s all it takes for the younger ones to start asking you more questions, and your heart swells when Felix and Jeongin ask to call you Noona as well. “Yes, of course you can!”

Lee Minho

I actually don’t think Minho would talk about you much to anyone but the other members, like yeah, the fans know he has an older sister but any more information they have runs dry after that.

The boys are definitely curious though, cause Minho actually talks about you a lot with them, saying how you’re the co-CEO of a company that raises and donates money for charitable causes.

Even though he shares a lot about you to his friends, he gets weirdly protective over his calls with you cause he doesn’t get to speak with you often.

Literally locked the boys out of the dorm once cause they would not shut up while attempting to say hi to you during one of your rare phone calls.

“I am going to stuff your mouths with tissues and air fry all of you.”

Minho and the rest of Stray Kids were at a fansign event, they were all exhausted. They loved getting to interact with Stay and everything, but it always took a lot of energy from them to keep up with their fans’ excitement. Minho was the last seat, the line of fans seemingly unending to him.

You were at the fansign, unbeknownst to your poor little brother, who had tried so hard to keep you from meeting his rowdy group mates. You had introduced yourself to each member by just your name, and conversation was smooth. Weirdly enough, each boy had felt like they had heard your name and voice before, but they passed it off on being tired. You were the last in line anyway.

Minho hadn’t noticed you until you were literally standing right in front of him, had to hold himself back from leaping over the table towards you. The boys have never seen him talk so animatedly with a fan before. Then they heard him call you noona and they immediately realized who you were.

Chan may or may not have asked staff to keep you afterwards, or it might’ve been Lee Know. You won’t be finding out any time soon.

When the fansign event was over, all of the boys found themselves rushing to properly greet you. But Minho had picked you up and kept you away from them.

“Hyung! Let the pretty lady down!” Changbin whined, but that just spurred Minho to keep you to himself. “Nuh uh! My noona, you guys can’t have her!”

Seo Changbin

You’re his older sister by 5 minutes, yes you’re his twin.

You could’ve easily followed him into the idol industry, Changbin tells you all the time that your visuals would kill. But you just didn’t want that life for yourself, and he respected that.

He’s actually very proud to call you his noona, and doesn’t let anyone forget that he has a successful sister.

“My twin sister is an ambassador for a corporation, and is one of the most reputable women in her position.”

Has told the members how you were his biggest supporter during his predebut days. They secretly admire you very much for that.

Very thankful for you cause they otherwise wouldn’t have Binnie as a member and friend if not for you.

Fans know he has a twin, and you’re actually very active on his socials so fans actually know who you are, they love you. I think the boys at one point looked up your socials and got shy because of how pretty you look, definitely felt a little guilty for thinking like that, but they couldn’t help but agree with Changbin about your visuals.

Tbh, I really don’t think he would try to keep you from meeting them on purpose, they’ve definitely asked but Changbin just never had the chance to set anything up with you since both of you have extremely busy schedules.

“Binnie!” A familiar feminine pitched voice shouted from the front row, Changbin turned around quickly on stage, surprised to have even been able to hear you apart from the crowd.

Changbin excitedly moved over to the other side of the stage where you were standing in the front row, a huge smile on his face as he waved at you. The cameras caught this moment, showing you on the large projection screens in the stadium. The crowd cheered loudly at seeing the Seo siblings in the same place. Obviously, this caused the other members to noticed as well.

For the rest of the concert, each of the boys had, at some point, come around to you and interacted with you a little bit. Changbin made sure to put on a show of shooing them away from you. The rest of the concert was fun, you occasionally appearing on the screen when Changbin would start rapping as you hyped him up, cheering the loudest from your section of seats.

After the concert, some staff had corralled you backstage and a loud, excited Changbin came running up to you and picked you up in a bear hug that made you laugh loudly. Once he set you down on your feet, all the other boys had gathered around to meet you officially. You bowed respectfully as you introduced yourself and the boys couldn’t help but think you were the cutest person to bless their eyes.

Hwang Hyunjin

You’re a famous model that also owns your own clothing line, it’s also very well known that you’re Hyunjin’s older sister.

Hyunjin is always wearing something from your brand, and Stay has made a game out of finding what piece of his outfit is from your brand, it’s even got its own hashtag on social media.

Hyunjin will even model for you when he has the chance to do so, but let’s be fair, he does it everyday anyway.

He’s so proud of you, and always talks about you with anyone who will listen.

Felix is the only member who has met you because you had been at a Louis Vuitton fashion event that Felix had been invited to attend.

Hyunjin definitely wasn’t happy about not being there to introduce you himself. (And maybe worried that Felix had charmed you)

You were sat at a table, enjoying a flute of champagne and eating fancy food that you couldn’t pronounce the name of. These kinds of fashion events had always bored you, sitting at an assigned table with designers and models that you knew nothing about and having to listen to the event host drone on and on about what a privilege it is to have so many guests attending.

But your interest was suddenly piqued when the host announced that they had a few special guest models, all the way from South Korea. Your eyes widened greatly and you nearly spat out your champagne when you watched Hyunjin and seven other males step onto the the runway, modeling random designs. Your brother and his bandmates had come to this event as well and you hadn’t even known.

When the event was over, the guests were left to mingle. You immediately stood from your seat and made your way towards the table you had seen your brother sit down at. When you got there, Hyunjin had his back facing you as he spoke with Felix, who smiled when he noticed you. “This is treason, Hwang Hyunjin.”

Your sudden voice behind him made the poor boy jump in surprise and nearly spill his drink on Felix who just laughed. Hyunjin quickly turned and met your eyes with surprise. “Noona? I didn’t know you’d be here? And what’s this about treason?” He asked, still recovering from the shock.

“Modeling for someone else, I see how it is, your noona’s designs aren’t good enough anymore.” You feigned your sadness dramatically, which had Felix pitching in, “Ah, no worries, I can always replace him as your model!” Which had Hyunjin raising his hands in defense and attempting to sputter out an argument. “I may have to take you up on that offer, Jinnie doesn’t seem to love his noona anymore.” You jokingly pout, jutting out your bottom lip and looking away from your little brother with exaggerated movements.

“I see where Hyunjin gets his dramatic personality from,” Felix says, finally able to see the resemblance now that you and your little brother were standing side by side. Laughs erupted from around the three of you as the other members watched the exchange and saw both you and Hyunjin give Felix the same side eye.

“Oh yeah, I can see a resemblance, right down to their attractive looks too.” Han commented, immediately gaining a scowl from Hyunjin who very much disliked that his friends may think you were attractive, it was already apparent that Felix thought so.

Consequently, this cause Hyunjin to spend the rest of the evening corralling you away from his friends at every chance he got.

[delusionalwings]

Hey there! Can I request yandere Simeon and Belphie (and maybe Barbs?) (I don't know your character limit yet as I've seen one of your works liked your writing opened blog seen reqs opened and now am typing this-) so uhh, you can choose one of these :>

Them(yanderes) with a famous IDOL Darling☆

― synopsis -> with a famous idol darling

― characters -> simeon, belphie

― gender neutral reader

― headcanons

― warnings -> yandere content, mentions of kidnapping, murder

― notes -> i might do a part 2 if someone wants :")

SIMEON

He was extremely proud of you. He had an entire shrine of your goods that nobody knew about. There was not a show he had missed. The sparkle in your eyes while you performed was angelic to say the least. He was hooked on it. You had pushed him to make his cooking healthier to accommodate your needs. He loved you so much more for helping him improve.

It was just another day of him thinking about new recipes when you entered.

"What? Someone called you fat and ugly?"

Did Simeon hear that right?

You sighed, "Yes... I feel a little down. I am sorry, Simeon but I think I'm going to take a rain check on your cookies. Maybe some other day when I am in the mood."

You kissed him on the cheek and tried your best to smile but unlike on the stage, it came off as halfhearted.

Who were you trying to fool, sunshine? He was perfectly in tune with your moods.

The entire morning was spent baking those cookies. Staring at them now, he felt rage boil inside. Not at you. Never at you!

You sounded so... exhausted, so broken.

Let's see if they can tolerate the level of verbal abuse you were faced with every day. Would they break if they had to follow your diet, shout till their throat hurt and stand the majority of the day? He would show your videos to them and if they dared fall asleep, he would kick them awake. No rest for them. No joy for them. A continuous cycle of pain.

How could he just sit and do nothing?

He was your guardian angel. Your good luck charm. Your protector. He must eliminate every danger that came your way.

His wrath must engulf those bastards. He would find those scums and teach them a lesson. They needed to understand how difficult your life was. Daily practice with hardly any cheat days was exhausting. Having to smile and hide behind a mask and not being able to express yourself because of the brand. Which part of it sounded easy? How could they even proclaim to like you as an idol when they couldn't respect you. They needed to be taught basic respect.

They needed to live it in extreme mode. If they cried, he would remind them that nobody cared to hear the voice of useless scum like them.

BELPHEGOR

Whatever motif you might have started out with, your current image was of an idol whose fans disappeared mysteriously after a meet-and-greet with you. Somehow your agency came up with a brilliant idea to use that to their advantage and now your fan base had expanded. Mystery lovers were attracted to you because of the 'ghost' stories and rumors surrounding you.

A lot changed since you started out on the stage and gained popularity but nobody seemed to wonder how you felt. That was until one fine day Belphie decided to learn your point of view while you cuddled him.

"Well," you started, "I just... I worry if the rumors are true. I understand the need for publicity in the industry but I hope nobody is actually hurt."

Belphie sleepily reassured you. Don't worry about matters out of your control. A menacing glint had appeared in his eyes at the sudden rush of memories.

Why they were worse than just hurt! What else did they expect when those 'fans' touched you, shook hands with you, clicked pictures with you, complimented you and professed their undying love for you? All in front of Belphie. You didn't expect him to turn a blind eye to them right? He could have been only too glad to dump their rotting bodies in front of their house but he refrained. He didn't want the number of your fans to dwindle because of worse rumors.

Ah! His mood soured. He turned towards you and kissed you softly.

"Let's not talk about it now. Come sleep with me."

[reflectionlike]

Seeing Taehyung stans desperately try to make him looks as successful as Jimin is just so funny to me. They spent years trying to convive everyone that Taehyung was the most popular BTS member and that Jimin was at best the third, but not even a close third. So seeing them have reality brutally slapped in their faces is so vindicating.

It was already great last year with Like Crazy, specially when Jimin debuted first so we all got to see their hubris in so confidently claiming Taehyung was gonna release a song that was even bigger (and definitely self-written), only to have that not be even close to what actually ended up happening. But it's even better this year, because Fri(end)s is doing worse than Love Me Again while Who is doing even better than Like Crazy, so the gap between just keeps getting bigger.

We're now at a point where no one aside from his delusional fans and Jimin haters would seriously try to say he is more successful than Jimin. Is now common knowledge that BTS is Jimin, Jungkook and the rest. We're finally back to how things should be and how they 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 to be. Because this 'Taehyung is first, Jimin is third' narrative only started to take hold in the pandemic, before that Jimin was THEE guy and everybody knew it. So I'm glad Taehyung's stans gaslighting has finally stopped working and people are seeing the light again.

Even his stans are lowkey agreeing he's now third with the way they've joined in the hyungline victimization. You can't say armys only really care about Jimin and Jungkook and care about Taehyung as much as they care about hyungline (which as we know is not a whole lot), and then say he's the most popular. Because popular with who exactly? If they say he's not popular with armys than with who is he popluar with? With k-pop stans who are known to only token stan idols online but never show up when it's actually important (like with actually streaming and buying that idol's music)? With his solos, when we know they're not as big as us and I've even seen kths complain to each other about how much better pjms are at getting shit done? So where and with which audience exactly is he popular?

Well, we all know the answer. Is on SEA shipping-obsessed countries (specially Thailand, they carry him hard). And the audience is visual stans and shippers, which is why people got tricked into thinking he was the most popular, because that audience could give the most views on famcans and followers on Instagram, which before solo era was the way to measure popularity. But now the way to measure popularity it is with solo music, which if anyone were to look at how things have 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 been (even before the group's hiatus) they would see Jimin and Jungkook have always done better with solo music.

Jimin would actually almost always have the most popular song whenever all the members would released a song at the same time. That only started changing when those songs stopped being released in equal situations and Jungkook started his painfully-generic-pop-english-western-collab obssession he won't stop torturing us all with.

So Taehyung fans should really have seen this coming and accepted his place as the actual third most popular BTS member. But, as we all know, his stans (the number one shippers of k-pop) live off delusion, so they were never going to have acted any different. They're doomed to always keep convincing themselves of easily disprovable lies and then be secretly disappointed but publicly forced to pretend they're aren't when those lies inevitably become to obviously false to be ignored.

You know what? Go OFF

I agree with almost everything you said, except for the fact that how “things used to be” were very different for Jungkook back then. JK began to gain momentum in approximately 2018ish, 2019, at least from my POV. You know who was very popular? (obvs not Jimin levels, but) YG, I swear everyone was biasing YG back in 2016, 2017. What happened?

But Th case needs to be studied because he really plummet, and there are certain theories about him losing fans because of Taennie and also people not liking his music but I am pretty sure there’s more than that.

[winwintea]

You do realize that by boycotting riize as a whole you guys risk them being disbanded or put on hiatus for a long as time like fx? You are quite literally killing these 6 other boys career bc sm killed one of their careers. I get the situation sucks but come on people it’s fucking SM they don’t care abt international fans.

anon it is everyone's own personal decision on whether or not to boycott. i do not hold it against anyone if they choose to or choose not to.

personally, i am choosing to boycott, because as someone who has supported sm artists since 2018, i am tired of the treatment these idols have been facing. you must understand here that we are not boycotting with ill-intent to jeopardize their careers. sm is an extremely greedy company. for a company to advertize a group such as riize as a global company but neglect the opinions of international fans is really quite stupid. and there's not a very large chance sm would disband them or put them on hiatus. f(x)'s example is not the same, as the group faded out because the members themselves didn't really want to focus on music that much. (sulli and krystal had turned to acting, victoria got popular in china, while luna and amber just kinda phased out themselves with their solo careers)

in a roundabout way, the boycott is also a way to protect the members or any other idol sm currently has. everyone cares about the boys and we want to see them flourish. but this situation will be used as an excuse for knetz to get whatever they want. in all my years of stanning kpop, i've never seen a situation get this extreme, and it's only going to get worse. if another dumb controversy occurs, one that is equally stupid as this seunghan one, then knetz will protest and huzzah, we lose another precious idol. sm is also a big figure in the industry, that other companies will follow suit and if anything happens to your favs that's not aligned with what knetz wants then they're on the chopping block as well.

you are so correct in your point about sm not caring about international fans, but they're also greedy as hell. not only did sm allow knetz to bully seunghan by keeping those funerary wreaths there, they also heard that ot6 briize was going to boycott and well they don't want to lose money right? ot7 briize generally outnumbers ot6 briize, and as i've stated before i'm so done with sm's bullshit.

sorry for the long ass yap, but i respect your opinion anon, and you can choose to disagree with me and say that it will still jeopardize their careers, but i am firm in these beliefs at the moment.

[jentasticart]

ok but I'm actually starting to get pissed off and annoyed with this weird family dynamic stuff they're doing in mk1 just to try to stop the gay ships that's been around for a while now.

like subscorp (Kuai x Hanzo), bitomas, subsmoke (Kuai x Tomas. I'm not too much of a fan of this ship but I'll mention it anyway) and shaoko, idk if there's anything else but lmk if I missed anything I guess.

but Imma mainly talk about my main ship here; bitomas.

I would like to add that I'm not a proshipper in any way cus fuck that shit. so don't frame me as one.

this is the only recent game where they're both in it together but they make them step bros yet I've seen people make mk1 subscorp and no one is really complaining about it and it gets a bunch of likes, which is WORSE than mk1 bitomas because it's ACTUAL incest. mk1 bitomas isn't incest, they're not related to each other in any way. they're not even the same race.

but yk what's not fucking fair? THAT THE SUBSMOKE SHIP IS MORE ACCEPTED THAN BITOMAS THAT THE ACTUAL VOICE ACTORS SHIP IT FFS

BI FUCKING DISMISSES IT, HE DOESN'T SEE HIM AS A DAMN BROTHER

BUT IN SUBSMOKE THEY ACTUALLY DO ADDRESS EACH OTHER AS BROTHERS, HOW CAN ONE BE ACCEPTED MORE THAN THE OTHER WHEN IT'S THE SAME DAMN THING

this is literally how I'm feeling rn about this

two people who ARE NOT related to each other in any damn way is NOT incest, doesn't matter if they grew up together or not.

so if two people were dating before and their parents got together and married, then those two people shouldn't be together anymore cus they would be step siblings? that's fucking stupid and you guys know it.

in a way they're doing the stupid thing like how some people think liulao is, yk the whole "they're cousins/brothers" but they're not, it was confirmed they're not but people don't wanna do their damn research.

all nrs cares about is the straight pairings and lesbian ones cus they don't get as much backlash as two men being together.

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so I got a little hc/story for y'all:

sometime after the brothers' dad takes Tomas in, Tomas falls for Bi and his whole idolization for Bi is a coverup to try to hide his crush on him from Bi and Kuai. yes he gets close with Kuai as in best friends but he feels this is something he should keep to himself for now.

Bi wasn't actually always mean to Tomas, at some points he might have been cold to him sometimes but that's just Bi, just cus he was cold to him, doesn't mean he didn't care for him.

but then at some point Bi-Han fell for Tomas, probably starting in his teen years, but since he didn't know how to express it or deal with it, he acts how he acts towards him like how he does in mk1. it's because he never felt this way before towards anyone, let alone a guy. so he pretty much acts kinda like a tsundere in a way. keep in mind, even before this, Bi still didn't see Tomas as his brother and Tomas obviously didn't see him that way either cus of his crush on him.

all those years their feelings for each other got stronger and stronger, which made Bi more cold to Tomas, which was the time he told him that line in that one scene in mk1 about him not being brothers or Lin Kuei.

but after the betrayal of Bi-Han, while Kuai and Tomas were making the Shirai Ryu, Tomas snuck back to the Lin Kuei at night to see Bi-Han.

they fought because Bi started it, he did think Tomas was there to kill him or was there for some revenge but all Tomas wanted to do was talk. after the fight, Tomas managed to get Bi to stop.

they talked for awhile, Tomas asking the question as to why Bi-Han did all of this in the first place, why he was cold to him, why he got so much colder after all the years. Bi was hesitant to tell him, especially now since he thinks its too late to let him know the truth, he probably ruined all chances he had with him now.

but he did tell him anyway, he told him the truth, everything. from the very beginning to now. Tomas wasn't expecting this, he didn't think Bi felt the same way towards him but was he really telling the truth about the other stuff?

Bi-Han backed away after he told him, he understood that he might not believe his words anymore. Tomas stayed silent on Bi's bed, thinking, before he spoke and told him that he should tell Kuai this truth even if Kuai might not believe it.

he paused for a moment before he spoke, agreeing with Tomas. he then called him to Bi's bed, Bi was hesitant because he wasn't sure of it, he didn't know if he should.

after a few minutes, Bi joined him in bed and Tomas held him, confessing his love to him too, even after everything, he still has the same love for him like the first time he fell for him.

they wind up being together in secret for months as Tomas helped Kuai with the clan. during that time, Bi did told the truth to Kuai too and apologized for it. Kuai is a bit hesitant to forgive him right now but he will consider it. he will still work on his own clan as it still feels like the right thing to do.

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so ye if you don't like it, plz just block me, cus Imma ship them since others are shipping mk1 subsmoke with little problems, I'm starting to not care at this point because of it but I will put tags you can block in those posts to not see it

[jung-koook]

I think one of the most amazing things we can experience is seeing the growth of a person we love and care about. seeing that person become the most confident version of themselves, seeing that person want to be what they want to be no matter who likes it or not. and that's one thing i've always wanted for jeongguk. out of all the members jeongguk was always the one who cared the most about the opinion of others and the one who cared the most about maintaining a "maknae image". even in simple things like, having a muscular body. a few years ago jeongguk said he wanted to have the a muscular body but his company said he had to maintain a maknae image. jeongguk ever since his first interview when they debuted he always showed how much he loved tattoos and piercings. then he started getting "armys" telling him to not get any more piercings and never get tattoos. when he became an adult he even said that he was giving up on getting more piercings and tattoos because these people wouldn't like it. like??? he was always an apologetic person for things he shouldn't need. so after that jeongguk started to mention many times in interviews how he saw jungkook artist and jungkook offstage as a totally different person. he was often very hard on himself offstage. he truly believed that he was two different people. and it was something that lasted for some years. it was at the same time that he shared with us the maspierce called 'decalcomania'. it was a time that I was really so worried. I just wanted him to feel that we were here for them. i wanted so much to help him see that we love bangtan on stage but one of the things that makes bangtan so special is the members. the personality of each member. that we love bangtan on stage but also the bangtan offstage that they feel comfortable sharing with us. I just love it so much when they share with us personal things about their personalities, their personal thoughts. this is something that makes us connect even more with them.

so after that time bangtan had that time for them and jeongguk came back with tattoos. that was such an amazing thing for me. because for me that was also him making it clear that he was now becoming someone who won't let anyone else say what he can or can't do with his body. this may be a small thing for some people but not for others. even for a person who doesn't have a work like his, tattoos can be a liberation and you saying "this is my body and I do what I want with it". him having tattoos certainly had a huge and amazing impact.

after that we could already see how jeongguk was becoming a much more confident person. we could feel it watching him on stage. his stage presence literally changed into something so confident. it was such a beautiful thing to see. then onstage he did something i never thought he would do which is say he doesn't care who doesn't like him screaming "SO WHAT" loudly. It was something that really moved me lol. just see him making it clear that he doesn't care "so what" ;).

after this wave of confidence on stage and off stage jeongguk came with these lives. I've seen from the beginning people criticizing him for that. saying "he's feeding the delusional fans". as if he needed to do something to feed the people. these people will already act like this without or with these lives. he has no control over how someone will react to something he does. I don't think it's his fault that these people don't know how to separate things. everyone has their own opinion, but mine is that it's out of his control. these people live in a world they create. anything he or the other members does is going to be interpreted super wrong by them.

but back to talking about THE lives. since the beginning of them I feel that jeongguk wanted to show the real him to us, with these lives he wanted to show us that he is a human being like us. I really feel like he wants to take away that "perfect idol" image for a "person like all of us". i feel him wanting to break more free from the idol on the pedestal to a more two way communication between friends, equals. that's why I think he always mentions that we are friends, best friends. because I really feel like he wants us to see him as a normal person who has a work that's a little different than most people but in the end, he's just a 25 year old guy. and I find it really refreshing to see him showing it to us. this could be something that shouldn't even come to that point but many people put idols on a pedestal. and that idols have to be perfect and we know it's not like that. they just have a different work than most people but in the end they are human beings like us. who will make mistakes and that people will not always agree. he wants us to respect that he is a real person and an individual with his own wants and needs. i really believe jeongguk is being so real in these lives. a lot of things can be interpreted as fanservice but honestly I think it's something so natural to him that he doesn't realize it. I think you can tell that jeongguk is something that "flirts" naturally, especially it seems like he gets even more when he drinks a little lmao. I really see it as his thing. you can see that nothing feels forced. it's him just being himself in these lives. it's just him being real. in these lives besides showing him being himself, a 25 year old guy, he is really putting boundaries on his relationship with armys. and I LOVE IT! he's making it very clear and in a very gentle way that it's his life. he's also making it very clear that he's going to do things that maybe some armys won't agree with and he's aware of that but he's going to keep doing what he wants. he's also making it pretty clear to anyone who hasn't figured it out yet that he's A 25 YEAR OLD PERSON. AN ADULT AND WHO WANTS TO BE TREATED LIKE AN ADULT. I really see jeongguk wanting to create a very healthy relationship between him and his fans. obviously there will be people who won't see it that way but it's not his fault.

we don't know what he plans for his album but decolcomania was something he wrote at that time when he's feeling like a totally different person. I really think it's not a song that relates to today's jeongguk anymore.

i've been here with jeongguk since 2013. watching him grow into this wonderful person. this year with jeongguk has been very emotional for me and this live today was another thing that made me really emotional. seeing someone who didn't have self esteem, didn't have much confidence and didn't believe in himself (from the things he's said in the past) grow up like this is something soo beautiful. see how confident he is, how much he is believing in himself, trusting himself. seeing him saying "armys I understand that not always everything I do you will love but please believe me" and not "armys I'm sorry" is something really beautiful. it's like see a flower starting to bloom, its great.

I really wanted him to talk about the explicit version but I wanted it to be something he decided to talk about and not because someone called the song "dirty". what the hell??? but i was glad he talked about it and made it clear that HE decided he wanted to sing this version and that he is an ADULT and that he sees nothing wrong with singing this type of song. you may not like or feel uncomfortable listening to these songs but you cross the line when you say he can't sing that kind of song. you can't decide that.

one of the things I love the most to experience with my friends, family, people I love and care about is watch that person start to be the them they always wanted to be without caring what others say. it's really beautiful to see someone becoming a confident person. it seems that this person really gets a different light. I don't know how to explain it but the person really transforms into a beautiful version of themselves. it really is so beautiful. so I really am so happy to have the opportunity to see his growth. I love him so much! I'm so proud of him! he is someone so important to me. every member has such a positive influence on my life. I hope that with all that confidence from jeongguk he also influences some people to be more confident, to be more of themselves without caring about what others will say.

[mimikoolover]

https://www.tumblr.com/mimikoolover/770315495593410560/support-comes-in-different-ways-anon-do-you?source=share

Jimin is getting the same hate for over a year with how "it's only jimin who talks about their enlistmemt, it's only jimin who talks about being grateful to jk for joint enlistmemt and how jungkook doens't give a fk" and i didn't see jk mentioning he's serving with jm in that whole year uptil now anon so how is him talking about his enlistmemt with jm or him serving with jm a whole year later is a "support" ?? He's had chances for a whole year when he posted on weverse for armys he could have mentioned jm this whole time like jimin did but jk chose not to but him talking about it a yr later is the epitome of support? after jm got dragged for over a year? Not saying he's the reason jm got dragged but you making his live and him mentioning jm (because he's obviously serving with jm so one way or another he had to mention it) is because "he was slapping haters" dang like maybe he's a year late to say he's serving with jm anon after the enlistmemt.

ppl dragging taehyung saying he was letting jennie get hate for 1.5 yrs is a coward behaviour jimin is getting hate for being jk's frnd for a decade now so ??

the issue is that you're giving haters too much power. why should they get the satisfaction of being acknowledged? that's their entire goal btw apart from escaping whatever they want to escape from in their lives. people like that shouldn't get anything. jungkook said numerous times, 'like me or gtfo'. he's not interested in haters or giving them any satisfaction.

what jungkook does care about is jimin and what do you think jimin would care about more? jungkook going off on fans online to 'defend him' or him posting on the military forum about how grateful is he is that jimin is with him, which fans weren't meant to see? idk if this crossed your mind but jimin is very conscious about his interactions with fans as an idol. he's not as open as jungkook is at all and likes to keep it a lot more professional. he would never demand jungkook 'commit sins' as an idol and curse people. the point is i am willing to bet that jungkook does a lot for jimin in their personal lives that we never know about, and vice versa, they don't need to do shit online for the other. jimin and jungkook have a close emotional bond and if jungkook felt like jimin wants him to defend him online he would, but they are both more mature than haters (and apparently some fans) to realise that haters don't matter at the end of the day.

look idk your maturity level. i was gonna say age but even that doesn't guarantee anything cause i've seen 50 year olds behave like fools. if you're not at the level to realise that twitter does not matter, haters do not matter, and that these people (haters) are hated by their faves so they want to avoid them rather than give them satisfaction, then that's concerning.

the only celeb i know who tells people off on purpose (not because she was pushed to her limit) is ariana but even then was she out here defending ethan? nah. what celeb do you see defend their partner really? or even friend? personal shit is way too real.

i would ask why do you want jungkook to defend jimin? what would that achieve? are you being selfish and want to win a stan war or do you actually care about jimin (let alone jungkook cause i bet you don't)?

[rimanne]

well this recent stuff messed me up a bit, even if i'm not a akatsukiP. i normally wouldn't do this kind of thing but enstars is a really beloved series to me and i wanted to share my experience with it and vent a little

so yeah corny stuff after read more

I've always loved rhythm games, since my childhood playing rhythm heaven. In fact, it's the only type of game, besides visual novels, i can say i'm sort of good at lol

And some years ago i used to play love live and utapri-shining live a lot. If i remember correctly both of them had gacha elements and story modes but i didn't really care about it, because my english was really bad at the time AND all i cared about was to play silly anime songs on my phone.

I wasn't really sad after both of these games ended their services. I was left bittersweet, yes, but nothing that impacted me that much. So i was left wondering if there were other games similar to those i've played.

I tried bandori, project sekai, d4dj, but none of them really stuck with me, maybe because i'm a thumb player and the layout was really hard for me to adapt to. And then, almost 4 years ago, i saw enstars in pre-registration. It apparently had a similar layout to what i was used to, so i figured "i might like this! i'm gonna give it a try!"

And it didn't take me long to fall head over heels for this series. I love absurdism, so the crazy lore behind the silly idol game really pulled me in. And i did get used to the gameplay style, i felt nostalgic of the games i used to play before and i felt like i struck gold for finding enstars.

I can't exactly point out what makes enstars special to me, compared to the other games i've played, i never felt such a deep connection to a game before.

Regarding the story, as i said before, it really left me interested to learn more about the world and the characters. The way the plot point was over the top and insane, along with the characters who are crazy too, it was as if it was built in for me to obsess over lol

But of course, the problem was always there. Honestly the way aira treated hiiro left me so uncomfortable at times, especially within the story, where it makes it seen hiiro as a stupid kid who knows nothing about anything.

Adonis' case is really complicated for me, because, as a black woman who grew up watching cartoons and anime with little to no black characters, i just got used to, in lack of better words, "be grateful for what i have".

And adonis being the only foreigner in a cast of yamato japanese people made me sympathize with him. "Oh, so he is viewed as a violent foreigner who's obsessed with meat, but he is just a softie? Well, i'll take what i can get".

And i genuinely thought that "maybe they're making a criticism on racist views or something". But really, adonis has existed for 10 years, i've been a fan for almost 4, and to this day we don't know what country he is from.

Not to mention what they've been doing with their neurodivergent characters lately! Sora lost his synesthesia somehow, and apparently shu got "cured"?? Mademoiselle doesn't appear anymore??

This new stuff with ibuki was my last straw, because it felt like happyele spent years punching us, then suddenly they switch to hitting us with bazookas with their blatant disrespect for their characters, their fans, everything!!!

I really can't bring myself to enjoy playing it anymore, but i'll still be in the fandom, i'll still have so much care for the characters, i'll still listen to the songs i already like, because they're mine now. And happyele can try to pry them away from my cold dead hands!!!

Anyway

[royalskarsgard]

i think (and this is just personal opinion) a lot of the times wags are hated just because of who they're dating. most of the fans don't care about their problematic behaviour. they just use it to further their agenda. these fans are the same ones who make excuses for their favs (re: Lando fans defending his comments about Trump or max fans when it's brought up that max willingly supported Nelson Piquet and called lance stroll (or esteban) a mongol as an insult). but when it comes to these two driver's partners people will bend over backwards to drag them at any given point but don't reserve the same energy for the drivers (I'm not saying that the wags should not be criticised but a lot times the criticism is rooted in misogyny (like calling Kelly, "an old hag" or saying she looks ugly) there's so much they could've chosen from, but most of the time (from what I've seen; totally not saying that there is not valid criticism present about them not being a good person, supporting questionable leaders etc.)

also, this idolation of the exes. like that relationship is over, why are you still hung up on it? 😭 both the parties have moved on to different relationships, it's been a fucking year, give it up guys. especially with charles and charlotte and carlos and isa. the carlos fans (and a lot of gossip pages, other fans) call rebecca a prostitute or an escort and say how much better isa was to rebecca and how rebecca is not good for carlos yadda yadda as if sainz is not a 29 year old grown up who knows what's best for him. they behave as if rebecca has physically restrained him and is preventing him from doing whatever he wants. same with lando, as if he's not an adult who probably knows about his partner's actions and chooses to stay with them.

and don't get me started on the performative activism of F1. every breath that these people take is hypocritical. when will stans understand that they don't care about you or anyone other than themselves. most of them grew up rich and privileged, in a protected bubble. i don't expect them to have a good take on the world issues.

I'm sorry for this rant but I've been following this sport since last year and i have lurked on gossip pages because I just enjoy low stakes funny gossip or driver transfer gossip (which i do have thoughts about if you're interested in listening to them) but what I was bombarded with was a very misogynistic discourse and micro analysing of every move in a wife or girlfriend's life. like goddamnit just enjoy the damn sport and the silly little memes 😭 😭. i just want to be able to enjoy a healthy discourse on wags fashion, leo the cutie and drivers and low stakes, funny haha bullshit

I feel like a lot of the crazy stans use the wags as an outlet to take out the criticisms of the driver. Cuz if their fave does something fucking stupid they can’t look dumb by supporting it so they take it out on the girl. This is wrong!

And it’s all patterns with the guys, but they don’t admit that and will just use the girl as the excuse. Lando choosing magui depending on how you view her own choices, can be a pattern. But they’re never gonna admit he may be the actual problem they’re just gonna hate her. People have flaws but nobody in the spotlight can make a mistake and if they do, they can never change for the better they will always be defines by that one mistake!!

But yes you’re right like none of these people have ever had to worry what goes on outside their own bubbles why would they start now.

This driver drama is giving me anxiety I’ve always hated musical chairs and now add millions of dollars??? Pass the tums. Estie Bestie being out was on my bingo card but it still hurts???

[bobohu4eva]

Good to You - Part 1

Characters: Idol Baekhyun x Reader

Genre: Maid AU, fluff, smut

Warnings for this chapter: alcohol consumption

WC: 3.2k

A/N: Hiiiii! This is something I've been working on for a while and now that its finally close to completion I decided to start uploading! Let me know what you think, and if you'd like to be tagged in future chapters, which will be up in the next few weeks!

Masterlist

“Byun Baekhyun…” You read the name on the paper, and then you read it again to make sure you’d seen correctly. 

The paper you held was from the company you worked for, a company that specialized in cooking and cleaning services, usually for rich families. A few times you’d been sent to the homes of prominent families whose names you recognized, but when you saw his name, you almost couldn’t believe it. 

This was Byun Baekhyun, the idol singer. In all your time working at the company you’d never been sent to the home of a celebrity. And although you wouldn't exactly consider yourself a fan, you knew and enjoyed a lot of his music and were still a bit nervous to meet him. 

When the day came for you to go, you made sure you were at your best. You were only going to his lavish apartment for a typical day of work, for all you knew, he might not even be there with how busy his schedule must be. However when you knocked on the door, it was him who opened it and let you into his home. 

“Hi, you must be y/n right?” He asked, smiling at you as you walked in, looking around his apartment. 

You quickly nodded, “Yes, the company told me that you wanted someone to prepare a few meals and do a deep clean, correct?” 

You did your best to act professional but this was your first time meeting someone like him, and he was even more beautiful in person than he was in photos and on TV and it was a bit difficult for you to think straight. You also immediately noticed the state of his apartment. It wasn’t dirty, but it was also very clear that he was someone who didn’t have the time to cook and clean like most people. There were quite a few takeout containers you could see, and it was obvious that it had been a while since someone had properly cleaned up. You had quite a day ahead of you. 

“Yes!” He answered. “I’ve been really busy lately, and it’s been hard to find time to get groceries, cook, clean, all that. And I suck at cooking anyways, so I thought it could be good for me to hire someone to help. Just no cucumbers please, I really really hate cucumbers.” 

The face he made while he said it pulled a giggle out of you. You weren't sure what you expected going into this, but he seemed like a nice guy. 

You hadn’t been told anything about getting groceries, so you gave him a bit of a concerned look, but he seemed to catch on right away.

“Here’s my card, for the groceries.” He said, handing you the black piece of plastic. “I know it isn’t really a part of your job description, but could you do that for me? It’s just that it’s a bit difficult, going out and whatnot…” 

You knew what he meant, and you smiled. “Don’t worry about it, it's no big deal. I’ll leave the receipt on the table for you?” 

He nodded, “I have to get going, but I’ll be back before your shift is done. Thank you again.” 

You had to catch yourself when you realized how hard you were smiling and blushing at his words. He hadn’t even said anything that was worth getting so shy over. He was just so pretty and seemed so nice. 

Once he was gone you got to work, starting with all the takeout containers strewn around the apartment. You threw them out, and when you looked into his fridge you understood why he needed someone to get groceries for him. All you saw were more takeout boxes, some soda, and a few condiments.

You went room to room, doing whatever you could to make things nice and clean and tidy for him. He didn’t appear to care much for pricy decor, with most rooms only containing the necessities. The most expensive room in the apartment by far must’ve been the one with his PC setup. He definitely seemed to like his video games. You made sure to put extra effort into organizing the mess of cables and getting rid of all the dust covering his fancy computer. 

The more you looked around the more it surprised you how down to earth he seemed. The place was nice, quite big with floor to ceiling windows facing the river, but it didn’t feel nearly as lavish as most of the homes you went to for work. Baekhyun didn’t seem to care for anything showy or opulent. The only thing you found that came close were a few plaques from his record label congratulating his solo success, but even those were humbly sitting on his bedroom floor, leaned  against the blank wall. You weren’t sure what you expected from someone like him, but you were definitely surprised to say the least. 

When the time came to get groceries, you tried to go for popular and healthy Korean dishes, and things you could make a lot of at once and easily store to be heated up later. You even found yourself googling foods he likes, and threw in a few nice looking cartons of strawberries for good measure. 

Back at his apartment you got to work preparing some of the food. You chopped up the strawberries, putting some into a nice bowl on the dining room table, and when you were almost done with what you were cooking you heard the door open as he walked back into his home. 

You blushed at how pleased he seemed to be with your work. He smiled as soon as he saw what his apartment looked like, complimenting you almost immediately. 

“I really can’t thank you enough, this place hasn’t looked this nice in a while, and the food smells amazing. I don’t know why I didn’t do this earlier.” 

You found it difficult to answer him, not wanting to make a fool of yourself in front of someone as gorgeous as him. You simply spoke a few small “thank you”s as you got all his food arranged nicely before bringing it to him.

You were about to leave when he asked you to sit down with him, thanking you again for your work and telling you how wonderful the meal was. You didn’t object, he seemed so sweet that you found yourself excited to stay there with him a little longer, even though it was technically still work. You found it a little disappointing that your time with him was coming to an end anyway, he’d been a joy to work for. 

“Could you come and do this more often? I know it's supposed to be a one time thing but it would be so helpful for me to have someone to help with this kind of stuff regularly.”

“Oh, well you could just book weekly services but they would probably send someone else.”  

“Could I not request for them to send you or something?” 

“I’m not sure, since we don’t really do regular services I don’t know how that would work.”

 He pouted a little, “I’ll call tomorrow. In case they can’t help me, can I have your phone number? I’d feel a lot more comfortable making this a regular thing with someone I know I can trust.” 

You nodded, and he handed you his phone to put in your number. 

It felt weird giving your phone number to someone like him. Of course this arrangement was strictly professional, but the idea of him wanting you back in his home more often was daunting nonetheless. When you first saw his name on that paper you definitely never thought you’d be seeing him more than once.

As soon as you handed the phone back to him he sent you a text. A strawberry emoji. You tried not to blush and smile too hard again. 

Before sleeping that night you thought a lot about him, and you wondered where this might take you. If he really did want you in his home regularly, you were going to have to set up some hard emotional walls because you knew that without them, you’d only get yourself hurt in the end. Falling for someone like him was too foolish and too easy.

When you woke up the next morning there was a text from him waiting for you. 

“I called the company, but they just recommended a different company that does weekly visits. I know it’s a lot to ask, but if you’d be interested in working for me independently, I’d be sure to make it worth your time.” 

You asked him about the details, how much he was willing to pay, how often he wanted you there, and what responsibilities you’d need to fulfill, and in the end you couldn’t say no. Aside from the grocery shopping he didn’t expect any more of you than the company did, and he was willing to pay you quite a bit more, and in cash. 

So, you agreed to basically be his new housekeeper, long term. Living in Seoul as a single woman wasn’t always easy, and this new job, despite how intimidating it was, was too good to pass up. You’d get to work less, and finally have some of the extra money you’d been yearning for. Maybe after your first few shifts you’d even be able to take yourself on a little shopping spree. You were thankful that you’d been the one sent to his home the day prior, and you were proud of yourself for doing such a good job that he wanted to keep you around. He was so much nicer than most of the customers the company gave you, too. 

Your next few shifts with him went more or less the same as the first had. He just needed you to do the same basic household chores he didn’t have time for, and he usually wasn’t there while you worked anyway. He even gave you a spare key. 

When he was there, he was always very sweet to you. He made it clear that he wanted you to feel comfortable there, and he usually did a good job of putting you at ease. He just seemed like the kind of person who always knew what to say to lighten the mood.

It was still hard not to feel shy though. It had been a while since a man as beautiful as him had shown you such kindness, and you had to try your best to keep your emotions at bay. No matter how kind and considerate and handsome he was, he was still your boss. 

This made it all the more difficult when at the end of your fourth day, he insisted that you sit down and have dinner with him. 

“Do you have any plans for your days off?” He asked, pouring you a glass of wine. 

You hadn’t had any alcohol in months but you didn’t want to tell him no. 

“Well… I might do some shopping, it’s been a while since I’ve had any extra money to spend.” You responded, voice quiet and shaky. 

Why did it have to feel so impossible to talk to him? It had been so long since you’d sat at dinner with a man, and now with Baekhyun sitting across from you, you were starting to feel overwhelmed. He was so handsome and sweet, it almost felt unfair to have to be around him so much without getting to touch. You took a big drink of your wine. 

Baekhyun smiled at your words, watching as he swirled the wine in his glass. 

“You know the reason I decided to hire you privately right? Having random strangers coming to my home all the time means more people who could sell my address, or other personal information. I was honestly nervous enough when you came the first time. But I’m really glad that it worked out so well with you. You’re an enormous help, really.”

He’d started talking with his eyes still fixed on the wine in his glass, but as he spoke they shifted to you. 

You stayed quiet for an embarrassing amount of time, not quite sure what to say back. You also couldn’t help but notice the slight stain the wine had left on his lips. They were perfectly pink, and so pretty. They looked so soft, too. You found yourself wondering what it would be like to kiss him. With those lips, he must be an excellent kisser. 

“Y/n?” 

“Sorry!” You tried to snap yourself out of it, realizing just how obvious it was that you were staring. He let out a soft chuckle. He must be used to this, seeing women get all flustered around him. “I’m just really tired…” you lied, still trying to play off your moment of weakness. 

He gave you a concerned look. “Sorry if I’m keeping you late, you can head home if you’d like, I just thought it would be nice for you to be able to eat some of the food you’re always preparing here.” 

“No it’s okay!” You quickly blurted out, immediately regretting how desperate you sounded. “I mean, it’s fine, really. This is nicer than my place anyway, and you’re right about the food.” 

You focused your attention back on the bowl of stir fried pork in front of you, fearing that you’d lose your last string of sanity if you started staring at his stupidly perfect face again. You didn’t need that kind of embarrassment. 

“You don’t have to be shy.” He said, and you immediately went red. Of course you were shy, when he looked and acted the way he did. “I’d like it if we could get to know each other better, if that would make things easier for you.” 

You couldn’t help but smile down at your food as his words reached you. You’d like to get to know him better too, but was that really a good idea? 

“I don’t know…” 

“I promise I don’t bite.” He said softly, dipping his head down to once again catch your eyes. “I just want you to feel comfortable here.” 

Baekhyun already found you quite endearing. He realized that it was probably just who he was that made you shy, but he still hated for you to seem so uncomfortable in his home when he was around. He figured if this was going to be a long term thing, it would be best to get comfortable with one another. Baekhyun was the kind of person who hates awkwardness, and he definitely didn’t want that in his home. And you were sweet, so he made you a proposition. 

“How about we have meals together more often? It gets a bit lonely here anyway, if I’m home while you’re still here we could sit and eat together, so you get some time to sit down and relax too.” 

You wished you could hide the redness of your face as you felt how your cheeks burned in response to him. He was making this very difficult for you. 

“Okay.” You said quietly, and your eyes shot to your wine glass when you saw Baekhyun start to refill it. “Oh- Um, I don’t want to be rude, but I hardly drink, and I’ve already had a glass and still need to get home.” 

 Baekhyun immediately stopped, “Sorry, you don’t have to drink it. I could order you a car to get home though, or I could drive you,  I’ve only had half a glass. I just thought it might help you relax, I don’t want you to be uncomfortable here all the time, just because you work for me doesn’t mean we can’t talk or be friendly, right?” 

“I guess that’s true…” 

“So is there anything you’d like to know about me? Anything at all?” 

He was leaning towards you now, looking at you expectantly and you once again thought that your brain might shut down. To avoid another terribly awkward silence, you blurted out the first thing that came to mind. He did say that you could ask anything, after all. 

“So being an idol, that’s a lot of work right? Do you like it?”

He let out a light chuckle, and you realized what lengths you would go to if it meant you got to see him smiling like that again. 

“Yeah, it can be a lot, back to back schedules get really exhausting, not to mention touring and all that, but I also can’t imagine anything more rewarding.” 

You finally let your eyes meet his and he gave you a small smile before continuing. 

“I could get into that but I’d probably just sound like a self absorbed asshole so I’ll spare you, but you know how fans of idol groups are. I probably don’t deserve even half of all that love and devotion but it’s still nice to see, you know?” 

From the time you’d spent with him so far, you could actually understand very well why so many people loved him so much. He seemed like a genuinely sweet guy, not to mention his undeniable gifts when it came to singing and dancing. 

“I think you deserve it.” 

Baekhyun cracked a small smile and he watched the wine swirl in his glass once again. “Yeah?” 

“I mean why not? You’re great at singing, dancing, all that, and from what I can tell you’re a good guy outside of all that too.”

He was still smiling down into his glass of wine, but this time you swore you saw his cheeks turn a lovely shade of pink. He let out a breath in amusement at your words, and you realized that he wasn’t looking up, trying to catch your eyes like he usually would. Somehow, he seemed to be the shy one now. It didn’t make sense to you how someone like him could become so shy at such a compliment, and from little old you, but it had a flood of emotions running through you regardless. You couldn’t remember the last time you’d felt this way, like a silly teenager. Madly infatuated with the cutest boy in school. Only this wasn’t just some boy, this was a man so beautiful, so lovely, so perfect, that of course he had to be completely unattainable. Yet here you were, as he bashfully gazed down into his glass, pink cheeked at your kind words. 

You saw his head tip down a bit further, and his eyes briefly screwed shut as well. He smiled for a brief second, more to himself than to you, but you noticed nevertheless. 

“I really appreciate that, especially coming from you.” He said, once his eyes met yours again. 

You felt your heart rate pick up a little. Even something as simple as that, was enough to make you feel that lovely giddy feeling in your chest. 

You were so fucked

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