#Jae Fluff

[wispyxjae]

going to a rave or concert with bf!p1harmony member

genre: fluff, nsfw/suggestive below the cut (mdni)

cw: established relationship, female reader, mentions of substance/alcohol use (aged up seobsoul), pda, kissing/making out, groping, possessive piwon, non idol au

a/n: i wrote this at 4am while still intoxicated post-first rave so i hope you enjoy my drunk thoughts. i’ve also been wanting to write this ever since those pictures of intak, keeho, and jongseob in the crowd at gov ball were released.

imagine going to a rave or concert with your boyfriend and he’s just holding you close, hugging you from behind and dancing with you.

you turn around to face him and stare lovingly at him as you both feel the music coursing through your veins. his hands go to cup your face as he presses kisses all over, pulling away to smile at you as he spins you around so you can enjoy the light show the artist puts on for the crowd.

he loooves having you in his arms so close to him and being able to show other guys around you that you’re his and no one else’s to lay hands on or even look at. is definitely possessive in public, especially if either or both of you are under the influence; the pda is coming out and there’s nothing anyone else can do about it. for the most part, keeps it simple and classy with just skinship and kisses. it’s enough to make you feel safe and him feel like the luckiest man on earth.

absolutely makes sure you’re hydrated before, during, and after the outing so you can have a good time. will even take off your makeup and do your skincare routine for you at the end of the night if you’re too gone or tired to do it yourself. loves to take care of you and nurture you because you’re his loving partner who deserves nothing but the best (which is what he is to you).

nsfw/suggestive below the cut! mdni at this point

if he had to be completely honest, your outfit had his head spinning even more than the substances or alcohol. he knew you were planning this outfit for a few weeks now, constantly drooling at the idea of you in less clothing than usual. the moment you got dressed, pulling on the last few accessories to tie the look together, all it took was one look at you for him to drink you in and get drunk on you alone. he admired the bold and sparkly makeup you decided to do, fingers lightly touching the jewels on your face every now and then.

it was nights like this when he couldn’t believe you were his girl. he was obsessed with you (which is nothing new) and couldn’t keep his hands off you the entire night. he tried his hardest to limit the pda to kissing and holding you in front of him, not wanting to ruin your high/trip if he got too handsy. but the moment you turn to look at him with those big doe eyes he’s a goner.

his hands travel from your waist down to your ass, the lack of clothing giving him easy access to squeeze and grope at the flesh. your arms snake up around his neck as he leans down to kiss you, slowly and passionately. time stopped down when the two of you were together, especially intoxicated and in the middle of a huge crowd; it felt like you two were the only ones that existed.

the longer you two kiss, the more handsy he gets, causing you to gasp and allow his tongue to slip into your mouth. you can taste the remnants of alcohol on his tongue, but his touch is even more intoxicating. the thrumming bass drowns out any noises you may make to those around you, but he knows you so well and knows exactly what sounds you’re making just by how desperately you’re kissing him back, panting and scratching at the hair at the nape of his neck.

when you finally pull away after what feels like an eternity, he’s still holding you close to him, one hand around your waist and the other giving your each of your cheeks a light squeeze. you’re both breathless and can’t help but smile at each other as you rest your foreheads against one another. “you make me crazy, y/n,” he shouts over the blaring music, pressing another kiss to your smiling lips. “i love you too,” you nearly scream back, laughing before he turns back around to enjoy the show, but now pulling you even closer than before, with his chin on your shoulder, just so you can feel the affect you have on him digging into your ass.

[lovenonymously]

the importance of well-written stories

watching Lovely Runner was like watching 4 K-dramas at once lol

well-written stories are so rare, you only understand that when you watch something exceptional. something unique. a once in a lifetime experience of watching it for the very first time.

this show gave me so many feelings. in truth, it was an experience. I'm glad I put aside my fear of sad endings and watched as it aired. for once, I took the leap and discovered that's exactly what this drama wanted me to learn.

usually, after finishing really good K-dramas or stories in general, I hit a slump where I cannot function. everything feels dull and boring. a different kind of grief at realising this was just fictional.

but not this time.

all I feel is light and happy. like I'm floating. I want to carry this feeling and runaway. I want to remember how this felt and hold onto it when I get down or get bad days.

lifetimes lived.

Sol was sunlight. bright and unwavering and unforgettable. 💛

living vicariously through Im Sol, from feeling her pain in the beginning to her sunny hope that Sun Jae gave her. all her struggles as she jumped through various lifetimes, loved and lived and loved again. crying with her, laughing with her, rooting for her despite all odds. it was a journey.

beyond her love for Sun Jae, Sol's choices changed her family's life too. they were less hurt and much happier in the future she helped them create. even giving her grandmother a chance to return to the past and relive her fondest memories.

Sun Jae was midnight rain. the comfort of a sudden shower in the middle of summer. 💙

apart from being a complete loser in love, Sun Jae was in love with Sol for a total accumulated time of 45 years.

yep. my reaction exactly ^

I won't lie, when they pulled the "he fell first" trope in Episode 2, I was wary. one, because if the writers were willing to pull such a twist in just the second episode, then who knew what else was in store for us? my guess was pretty spot on, the twists that followed had me gasping and yelling out loud. this show was unpredictable from beginning to end.

and two, because I was worried that Sun Jae's character might get reduced to just him being in love with Im Sol.

in that case, I'm glad to say,

I was completely wrong.

despite Sun Jae's love for Im Sol, he had a grounded personality of his own. whether it was OG Sun Jae (ep 1), who lived in the guilt of what happened to the girl he loved, or Timeline 3 Sun Jae (ep 15), who never fell in love at all, he was positive, kind, decisive and striving to live.

and i love that about him.

for two characters whose stories are so deeply interwoven together, having shaped aspects of each other's lives, Sol and Sun Jae displayed their unique traits exceptionally well as individuals.

I cannot emphasize how happy this makes me. Sun Jae is his own person, Sol is her own person, and they are destined to be together. beyond their desperation for each other's safety and well-being, Sol and Sun Jae are genuinely good people who deserved to be together. even fate and time bent to their will to make it happen.

"As you wait for the rain to stop, live another day."

when a story makes you feel happy, hold onto that feeling. bottle it up. write it down. come back to it on the days the world feels against you and when the times feel too bleak.

fictional though it is, for what it's worth, at least the story exists. it means there are still people out there writing and bringing such stories to life. it means artists and creators like you and I haven't yet forgotten what it's supposed to be like to live. it means there are still people who connect to such stories and learn good things from it.

and as you wait for more such great stories, live another day. perhaps, if you get bored, write the story you want to read.

in the end, it's quite simple.

as for me, I'll be here. crying, laughing, screaming, giggling and kicking my feet while being up to my eyes in second-hand embarrassment (because goodness, these two idiots are COMPLETE LOSERS IN LOVE) throughout these past 8 weeks was the highlight of my year ✨ I will always remember that I watched a beautiful modern fairytale romance in the summer of '24 that reminded me that I was young and full of love to give.

good stories truly do make a difference 🤍

[zoofzoofxx]

—The art of eyecontact—

Pairings ; Axel Kovacevic x fem!reader

Summary ; After the night Axel helped you, it’s evident he regrets his harsh words and is ready to apologize, eager to mend what was broken between you. However, someone has stepped forward, admitting their jealousy and confessing they can’t bear to see the bond between you and Axel rekindling.

Warnings ; mention of alcohol & alcohol usage

Pt. 4

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‘Oh my goodness, yes!’ Sam cried out, bursting into our room with uncontainable energy. Startled by the sudden commotion, I stood up quickly, my gaze darting around the space as golden sunlight poured through the window, illuminating everything in its path and landing squarely on my face.

‘What’s going on?’ I asked, my fingers absentmindedly combing through my tousled hair, still heavy with the haze of sleep.

‘They’ve rescheduled the semi-finals—by two whole days!’ she exclaimed, gripping my shoulders with unrestrained enthusiasm. Her excitement was palpable as she began to shake me, almost as though trying to transfer her joy through sheer force.

A laugh escaped me, light and unguarded. I felt as if I had awakened from the most peaceful, restorative rest I could remember, and her jubilant announcement only elevated the sense of ease and delight lingering in the air.

‘So, what’s the plan?’ I asked, sitting upright in bed, my fingers lightly brushing over the edge of the blanket as I smoothed it out. My mind wandered to my wardrobe, already strategizing the perfect outfit for the day. From the corner of my eye, I noticed Sam at her vanity, meticulously applying her makeup. Her movements were quick but precise, the kind of efficiency that came with years of practice.

‘Breakfast, beach, bonfire, and then sleep,’ she replied, clapping her hands together in satisfaction as she stepped out of the bathroom, her beach outfit perfectly chosen and accessorized. It suited her effortlessly confident demeanor. ‘Tomorrow, we’ll explore Barcelona. Properly this time.’

‘Sounds perfect,’ I said, standing and stretching with a calm, deliberate movement. I wandered to the window, briefly letting the sunlight warm my face, before turning my attention back to my bedside table, tidying the few things that were out of place.

A knock interrupted the moment, and I turned my head toward the door. Sam shot me a glance, with a quick nod, she strode to the door.

I couldn’t hear the conversation clearly, but the tone was unmistakable—coolly polite, with an undertone of tension. When Sam returned, Tory and Kwon followed closely behind her, their presence instantly changing the energy in the room.

‘Tory!’ I greeted warmly, my voice genuine as I crossed the room to hug her. Though our dynamic had been competitive lately, I still couldn’t help but feel a soft spot for her charm.

‘Whoa, hey, Y/n,’ Tory said with a light laugh, hugging me back tightly before stepping away. Her ever-sunny demeanor masked the sharpness in her eyes, which flicked around the room as if cataloging every detail.

I turned to Kwon next, his tall figure leaning casually against the doorframe as though he owned the space. His expression was as smug as ever, and in his hand, he held a small paper bag, which he tossed onto the nearby table with a calculated nonchalance.

‘For you,’ he said, his tone dripping with arrogance. ‘You went a little overboard last night. Figured you’d need this to recover. Electrolytes, aspirin, green tea. You’re welcome.’

I arched a brow, stepping forward to inspect the bag. ‘Thoughtful of you,’ I replied, my tone measured and neutral, refusing to rise to the bait. ‘Though I’m perfectly fine this morning, thank you.’

He let out a quiet scoff, his smirk widening. ‘Right. Because chugging cocktails like they’re water doesn’t have consequences. Try to pace yourself today, or are you planning to make a habit of needing my help?’

‘Don’t flatter yourself, Kwon,’ Sam cut in, her voice sharp as she moved to my side. Her gaze was icy as it flicked between the two of them. ‘We’re perfectly capable of managing our day without your… oversight.’

I could see Tory nudge Kwon lightly with her elbow, clearly trying to break the tension. He merely rolled his eyes, the picture of indifference.

‘Don’t mind him, Y/n. He’s just trying to be helpful… in his own special way,’ she said with a grin, her voice carrying that easy charm she always relied on to smooth things over.

‘I’m glad we caught you before you headed out,’ Tory added cheerfully, brushing her hair over one shoulder as she surveyed the room.

I offered a calm smile, effortlessly dismissing Kwon’s air of arrogance. ‘It’s always a pleasure to see you both,’ I replied smoothly, maintaining my composure.

My gaze shifted to the clock on the wall before I turned back to them. ‘Have you eaten yet? If not, you should join us for breakfast. We’re heading out soon.’ I reached for my bag and began pulling out my neatly folded clothes, carefully laying them on the chair beside me.

Tory’s face lit up as she nodded enthusiastically. ‘Breakfast sounds perfect!’ she said, her energy contagious as always.

Kwon, on the other hand, gave a dismissive shrug, his posture still lazy and unbothered as he leaned against the doorframe. ‘Sure, why not?’ he muttered, though his tone made it sound like he was doing us a favor by agreeing.

I raised my eyebrows slightly at his nonchalance but didn’t comment. Instead, I gestured toward my clothes with a small smile. ‘Give me ten minutes to change, and we can head out.’

Tory sat down on the edge of my bed, making herself comfortable as she kicked her legs lightly. ‘Take your time, Y/n. We’re in no rush,’ she said, her tone warm and inviting.

Kwon, still stationed at the doorframe, crossed his arms and watched the room with that same unreadable expression. His eyes lingered on my methodical movements as I gathered my things, but his expression betrayed nothing beyond his usual air of aloofness. I ignored him, focused on maintaining the order and ease I carried through my morning.

As I stepped toward the bathroom, I glanced over my shoulder at Tory. ‘Make yourself comfortable. I’ll be ready soon.’

‘Always do,’ she replied with a wink, and I couldn’t help but chuckle softly before disappearing behind the door to change.

—

After stepping out of the shower, the faint sound of Tory and Sam talking drifted through the door. Their voices were surprisingly calm, and I couldn’t help but smile at the thought. The tension between them had been far from positive for a while now—ever since Tory joined Cobra Kai. But seeing them exchange words without hostility gave me a glimmer of hope.

I wrapped a towel around myself, wiping the steam from the mirror as I thought about Tory. Despite everything, I understood her choices. Her life hadn’t been easy, and joining Cobra Kai must have felt like her only option at the time. Still, it had put a rift between her and the rest of us.

I was happy to see Sam, in her own way, making an effort to bridge the gap. I knew it wasn’t easy for her. Sam had been hurt too, in ways that she didn’t often talk about, and trusting Tory again wasn’t something that could happen overnight. But even this small conversation felt like progress.

After Tory left our dojo, I had tried to reach out to her more times than I could count. Texts, calls, even dropping by her place—most went unanswered. For days, it had felt like she’d shut me out completely. I told myself it was just her way of coping, but it didn’t make the silence sting any less.

Hearing her voice now, though, talking with Sam instead of arguing, gave me hope. Maybe this trip was a chance for all of us to start over—not perfectly, not easily, but step by step. I smiled to myself as I slipped into my clothes, feeling a flicker of optimism.

By the time I opened the door and stepped back into the room, the air felt lighter. Tory was perched on the edge of my bed, gesturing animatedly as she spoke. Sam, leaning casually against the window, listened with a look of cautious interest. The sight made me pause for a moment, appreciating the delicate balance we were all trying to maintain. Maybe today would surprise us all.

I let Tory and Sam continue their conversation, their voices blending into the background as I shifted my attention toward Kwon. He stood near the doorframe, his posture as casual and self-assured as ever, his arms loosely crossed. As I moved about the room, gathering a few essentials into my bag, I decided to make an effort at small talk, even if Kwon’s usual attitude made it a challenge.

Leaning lightly against the wall beside him, I turned my head and smiled politely. ‘So, Kwon, are you excited for the semi-finals?’ I asked, keeping my tone warm and conversational.

His eyes flicked toward me, the familiar glint of arrogance unmistakable as he smirked faintly. He leaned slightly closer, as if to make his next words more pointed. ‘Excited?’ he echoed, his voice dripping with condescension. ‘More like prepared. Excitement’s for people who aren’t confident in their chances.’

I raised an eyebrow at his response but kept my expression composed, refusing to let his bravado faze me. ‘Well, confidence is a good thing,’ I said smoothly, tilting my head slightly. ‘But even the most prepared fighters can use a little excitement to keep them sharp. Don’t you think?’

He gave a quiet scoff, his gaze briefly flicking to Sam and Tory before returning to me. ‘Maybe for some. But I don’t rely on adrenaline to win.’

I smiled faintly at his predictable response, adjusting the strap of my bag on my shoulder. ‘Good to know,’ I said lightly. ‘Though I’d say a balance of both doesn’t hurt. Keeps things… interesting.’

Kwon’s smirk deepened, his eyes narrowing slightly as he studied me. ‘Interesting, huh? You seem awfully calm for someone who’s about to face some serious competition.’

I straightened up and met his gaze, my expression unshaken. ‘Calm doesn’t mean unprepared,’ I replied with an even tone. ‘It just means I trust in the work I’ve put in. There’s no need to overcompensate.’

The faintest flicker of something unreadable crossed his face, but it was gone as quickly as it appeared, replaced by his usual air of superiority. ‘We’ll see about that,’ he said with a shrug, his voice low.

I simply nodded, a serene smile tugging at the corners of my lips as I stepped away to give him space. As I moved toward Sam and Tory, I couldn’t help but feel a small sense of satisfaction. Kwon’s arrogance might be his armor, but I wasn’t about to let it pierce through my calm.

After joining Sam and Tory, I exchanged a few pleasantries before we all left the room together. The morning sunlight streamed through the hallway as we walked, chatting about our plans for the day. It was decided that after breakfast, we’d split up to enjoy the day in our own ways and regroup at the bonfire that evening. Apparently, one of the teams eliminated from the Sekai Taikai had decided to host a massive gathering on the beach—a gesture to let loose and connect after all the intensity of the competition.

At breakfast, we found a table near the window. I slid into the chair closest to the sunlight, with Sam taking the seat next to me. Across the table, Kwon sat directly opposite me, while Tory casually took the spot across from Sam. It was a comfortable arrangement, though Kwon’s piercing, ever-analyzing gaze was hard to ignore.

I pulled out my phone, letting the easy banter around me fade into the background as I scrolled through my notifications. Nothing unusual caught my eye at first—just the usual updates and a few texts—until a new one popped up, stopping me mid-scroll. It was from Axel.

I tapped on it hesitantly, the memory of last night already creeping back into my mind. The message was simple but sent a wave of unease and something unspoken through me: Meet me after breakfast?

I stared at the words, my thoughts racing. The events of the previous night rushed back with startling clarity—the way Axel had put me to bed after my near-embarrassing state, the softness of his voice, the warmth of his touch as he made sure I was comfortable. My cheeks grew hot at the thought, and I could feel my heartbeat quicken.

Glancing around the room, I scanned for him, unsure of whether to respond right away. It didn’t take long to spot him—sitting a few tables away, hunched slightly as he poked at his food. His expression was unreadable, his focus firmly fixed on the table in front of him. Next to him, Zara appeared to be in the middle of a rant, her voice just loud enough to carry snippets of complaint. She waved her phone in his face, rolling her eyes dramatically, but he didn’t seem to care.

I bit my lip, feeling a mix of embarrassment and curiosity as my gaze lingered on him. For a moment, I wondered if he even remembered everything from last night. Did it mean anything to him? Or was it just a matter of responsibility, making sure a opponent didn’t pass out on the spot?

The sudden snap of fingers jolted me out of my thoughts. My eyes darted up, meeting Kwon’s expectant, mildly annoyed expression.

‘You awake over there, or did your phone just suck your soul out?’ he asked dryly, leaning back in his chair with a smirk that bordered on condescending.

I blinked, tucking my phone away quickly to hide the message. ‘Sorry,’ I replied smoothly, brushing a strand of hair behind my ear

His smirk was as insufferable as ever, one eyebrow raised in mock concern. ‘Are you going to join us, or are you plotting your next move over there?’

My posture straightened, offering him a calm smile despite his condescending tone. ‘Just catching up on a few things,’ I replied evenly.

‘Must be important,’ he quipped, loosens up in his chair

‘I like to stay prepared,’ I said, keeping my voice light.

His smirk deepened, but I didn’t give him the satisfaction of a reaction. Instead, I turned my attention back to Sam and Tory, who were now discussing the best way to navigate the city.

But as I reached for my cup of tea, my thoughts drifted back to Axel. He had already made it clear that this competition wasn’t just about skill for him—it was personal. And whether I wanted it or not, we were locked in a rivalry that neither of us could walk away from.

The question now was whether meeting him after breakfast was worth the risk.

—

After breakfast, Kwon and I were walking behind Sam and Tory as we left the cafeteria, still laughing about Kwon’s ridiculous plans for what he would do if he won Sekai Taikai. His ideas were completely over the top, imagining himself hosting grand celebrations and making impossible demands. I couldn’t help but laugh along, even though part of me knew he was just being his usual, confident self.

But then, I felt a slight tap on my shoulder. I turned around, and there he was—Axel. A mixture of stress and a strange happiness washed over me at the sight of him. I couldn’t help but feel both uneasy and relieved. I wasn’t sure if it was the nervousness from our rivalry or just his presence, but something about him always left me feeling conflicted.

I sighed softly, forcing a smile, and waved at Kwon and Tory, signaling I’d be stepping aside for a moment. Kwon, not looking thrilled at the interruption, offered me a small, almost reluctant smile in return before turning his attention back to Tory.

Sam, sensing the tension, had already made an exit. ‘I’ll give you two some time,’ she said casually, heading for a nearby convenience store to grab snacks for the beach. It was almost as if she knew I’d need some space to handle Axel, though I wasn’t sure if I was ready for whatever conversation was about to unfold between us.

With Sam and Tory gone, it was just me and Axel now, and I couldn’t deny the mix of emotions bubbling up inside me.

Axel stood there in silence for a moment, his gaze fixed on me, and I could feel the familiar tension hanging in the air. Though on the outside I tried to appear calm, inside I was anything but. My heart raced, and my thoughts were a whirlwind, but I kept my posture relaxed, my expression composed.

‘So… what’s up?’ I asked, offering a soft smile, hoping to sound as casual as possible. I folded my arms gently, but there was a nervous flutter inside me that I couldn’t quite shake.

Axel raised an eyebrow, taking his time before responding. He looked around briefly, almost like he was deciding whether or not to speak at all. When he finally did, his voice was steady, though there was an edge to it. ‘We need to talk.’

His words hit me with a jolt, and despite the calm tone, I felt a knot form in my stomach. It wasn’t the friendliest invitation, but it wasn’t exactly a confrontation either. With Axel, it always felt like there was something unsaid lingering between us, and I couldn’t help but wonder what he was thinking now.

I took a deep breath, trying to stay composed. ‘About what?’ I asked, my voice as steady as I could manage.

Axel exhaled sharply, his eyes narrowing for a moment before softening slightly. ‘About what happened yesterday.’

The mention of yesterday made my pulse quicken, but I forced myself to remain outwardly calm. The memory of what had transpired was still fresh—unclear and confusing—and I had hoped we could just move past it without bringing it up. But now that he’d said something, I realized there was no easy way around it.

‘I’m not sure there’s much to say,’ I replied softly, trying to keep my tone light yet truthful. ‘I remember how you helped me get home safely, and I’m grateful for that. But the words you said a few days ago still sting. You said I’m your opponent, and that there’s nothing between us.’ As soon as the words left my mouth, I instantly regretted them.

He didn’t respond immediately, his expression growing more intense. I knew that was probably not the answer he wanted to hear, but I wasn’t about to add fuel to a fire that didn’t need to burn.

‘It’s not that simple,’ Axel said, his tone firm, but there was something in his eyes that made it hard to ignore. He took a step closer, his presence unavoidable, and I could feel the tension between us rise. ‘You can’t just act like the last few days didn’t mean anything,’ he said, his voice carrying an edge of frustration.

I took a moment to collect myself. Though inside, my mind was racing, I remained still on the outside, careful not to let him see how affected I was. I didn’t want to make this more complicated than it had to be.

‘I’m not pretending anything,’ I said softly, meeting his gaze with calm clarity. ‘I just don’t think we need to make a bigger deal out of it. We’re rivals, Axel. It’s complicated enough as it is.’

Axel studied me for a long moment, his gaze unwavering. He seemed to be searching for something, trying to figure out if I was hiding something or if I truly meant what I was saying. But no matter how hard he looked, I didn’t let him see the storm brewing inside me.

The silence stretched between us, thick with unsaid words. Then, Axel spoke again, his voice quieter this time, but still resolute.

‘I think we both know this isn’t just about being rivals.’ His words hung in the air, and despite my best efforts to remain composed, a part of me felt exposed.

Axel stood in front of me, his expression conflicted as the tension between us hung heavy in the air. His gaze flickered between my eyes and the ground, as if searching for the right words. The soft sounds of the world around us seemed distant, as though it was just the two of us in that moment, suspended in time.

He exhaled, his shoulders dropping as if he’d finally come to a realization. ‘Y/n,’ he began, his voice quieter, more vulnerable than I’d ever heard it before. ‘I regret what I said. I… I didn’t mean it.’

I blinked, unsure if I’d heard him right. My heart raced, a mix of confusion and hope swirling inside me. ‘What do you mean?’ I asked, my voice barely above a whisper, not sure if I was ready for the answer.

Axel took a step closer, his eyes locking onto mine with a level of sincerity I hadn’t seen from him before. ‘I said there was nothing between us. But that was a lie. I pushed you away, and I can’t stand the thought of you thinking that I didn’t care.’ His hand gently brushed against my arm, the contact sending a shock of warmth through me. ‘I care, Y/n. More than I should.’

The words hung in the air between us, and for a moment, neither of us moved. I was frozen, unsure of what to say or do, my emotions swirling in a chaotic dance. But his honesty left no room for doubt. I saw it in his eyes—regret, longing, something that was far beyond rivalry.

Before I could respond, Axel took another step forward, closing the distance between us. His hand reached up, cupping my face gently, as if afraid I might pull away. I didn’t. My breath caught in my throat as I looked up at him, my heart pounding.

‘I was scared,’ he admitted, his voice low and raw. ‘Scared of what it meant, scared of how it might change everything. But I can’t deny it anymore.’

I could feel the tension in the air shifting, the walls we’d both built around ourselves crumbling with every word. My chest tightened as his face drew closer, the heat from his body mingling with mine. Then, before I could think, Axel leaned in, his lips brushing against mine with a softness that took my breath away.

The kiss was gentle at first, like he was testing the waters, waiting for me to pull away. But I didn’t. Instead, I found myself melting into the kiss, my hands instinctively reaching up to thread through his hair as I deepened it. Axel’s arms encircled me, pulling me closer, and the world outside us disappeared completely.

In that moment, there was no rivalry, no past mistakes. There was only the warmth of his touch and the truth that had finally been spoken between us. And as we pulled away, I knew things between us would never be the same again.

Axel’s voice was a soft murmur as he spoke against my lips. ‘I’m sorry for pushing you away, Y/n. I should have never said that.’

I smiled, my heart still racing but my mind at ease. ‘It’s okay, Axel. We’re here now.’

Axel gave me a tight smile, his eyes softening, but there was still an unreadable edge to his expression. ‘I guess… I’ll see you later,’ he said quietly, his voice betraying a trace of uncertainty.

I nodded, swallowing the lump in my throat, unsure of how to respond. As Axel turned and walked away, my thoughts swirled—conflicted, confused, but somehow clearer. It was as though a door had cracked open, and I wasn’t sure what was on the other side. I stood there for a moment longer, watching him disappear into the distance, before I took a deep breath and turned toward the hotel’s main entrance.

The lobby felt quieter than usual as I walked through it, the weight of the conversation still lingering in my chest. I could hear the soft hum of distant voices, but they didn’t register, my mind too focused on what had just happened. I made my way to the exit, pushing the heavy door open.

As soon as I stepped outside, the warm air hit me, and I saw Sam waiting by the railing outside the hotel. She was casually leaning against it, a small bag of snacks in her hands, but it was the way she looked at me that told me she had already noticed something wasn’t quite right. Her eyes narrowed slightly, studying me, and I felt a twinge of guilt. She could tell something had happened, even if I hadn’t said a word yet.

‘Everything okay?’ Sam asked, her tone light but with a hint of concern.

I offered a small smile, still feeling the warmth of Axel’s words lingering in my chest. ‘Yeah, everything’s fine. Let’s just go to the beach,’ I said, not quite ready to dive into the details yet.

We walked side by side as we made our way toward the beach, the sounds of the bustling city fading into the background. The salty air filled my lungs as I tried to collect my thoughts, but it was hard to ignore the rush of emotions. Sam didn’t push me to explain right away, though I could tell she was waiting for me to speak.

As we neared the shore, the waves crashing softly in the distance, I finally spoke, my voice low. ‘I… talked to Axel,’ I started, unsure of how to put it all into words. ‘We cleared the air. Kind of.’

Sam raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued. ‘Cleared the air? What does that mean exactly?’

I sighed, my fingers brushing through my hair as I looked out at the ocean. ‘He admitted he was wrong—about what he said a few days ago, how he acted. He regrets saying that there was nothing between us, that I’m just his opponent. It was… a lot, Sam. But I don’t know if I can believe everything he said yet. It’s confusing.’

Sam nodded, her expression softening as she gave me a sympathetic look. ‘That sounds like a lot to process. But, hey, at least he owned up to it, right? I guess it’s a step in the right direction.’

I nodded slowly, still unsure of what all of it meant. ‘Yeah, I guess. But I’m not sure what to do with it. I’m still trying to figure out where we stand—if things are even going to change between us at all.’

We reached the edge of the beach, the cool sand beneath our feet grounding me, though my thoughts were anything but calm. Sam walked beside me, silent for a moment, before she spoke again, her voice quiet but knowing.

‘You don’t have to have it all figured out right now, Y/n. Just take it one step at a time. And if Axel really means what he said, he’ll show it. Words are one thing, but actions speak louder.’

I looked over at Sam, her words offering a small sense of comfort. She was right, of course. I didn’t need to have all the answers right now. The future was uncertain, but for the first time in a long time, I felt like I could handle it. With the ocean in front of us and the warmth of the sun on our backs, I took a deep breath and let the moment wash over me. Whatever came next, I would face it head-on.

With a soft smile, I turned to Sam. ‘Thanks. Let’s just enjoy the day, yeah?’

We continued walking, the soft sand beneath our feet as we searched for a spot to leave our things. After a few moments, we found a quiet area near the shore, away from the crowds, where we could set our bags down. Sam quickly spread out a towel while I placed the snacks beside us.

Once our things were settled, we turned toward the water, the cool waves lapping at the shoreline. The weight of the conversation with Axel seemed to drift away with each step we took toward the sea. As we waded into the water, the salty breeze lifted my spirits, and the sound of the waves drowned out everything else. Whatever had happened with Axel, whatever came next, I knew I wasn’t alone in this. And that thought brought a quiet sense of peace, at least for now.

—

‘Hmm, actually, I’m craving some carbonara,’ I murmur, glancing at Sam. Her eyes light up immediately.

‘I was thinking about chicken Alfredo pasta!’ she says excitedly, clapping her hands together.

‘Oh my god, let’s go home, change, head to a restaurant, and then after dinner, we can go to the bonfire!’ She practically bounces up, her enthusiasm contagious.

‘Great idea!’ I smile, already standing and gathering my things. Together, we headed back, excited for what the rest of the day would bring.

—

As I stood before the mirror, meticulously blow-drying my hair and carefully placing each section into rollers to achieve the perfect blowout effect, Sam’s voice cut through the sound of the dryer. ‘There’s a rather upscale restaurant nearby. Should I secure a reservation?’ she inquired with an air of casual consideration.

I peeked my head from behind the bathroom door, offering her a warm smile and a thumbs-up in approval. Her eyes brightened instantly, and she clapped her hands together in delight before quickly retrieving her phone. The soft sound of her dialing the restaurant reached my ears as I turned my attention back to the task at hand, carefully selecting my outfit for the evening. I moved to the closet, my fingers brushing over the fabric of my beige trousers, before settling on the white off-the-shoulder long-sleeve top I had in mind.

Through the sound of Sam’s conversation, I could hear her thanking the restaurant and concluding the call with a polite farewell, placing the phone down on the nearby counter.

‘We have thirty minutes,’ Sam announced, her voice tinged with urgency as she hurriedly began to sift through her own wardrobe. She was clearly eager to be on our way.

In the meantime, I scanned the room for my brown leather bag, which I quickly located beside the dresser. I moved purposefully to grab it, my fingers instinctively reaching for a few essentials—lip balm, a compact mirror, and my phone—before stowing them away with precision. Every movement, though rushed, was deliberate, and the anticipation of the evening ahead added a sense of excitement to the otherwise ordinary act of getting ready.

—

‘Mmm, that was absolutely delicious,’ Samantha exclaimed, placing her fork and knife neatly on her plate. She leaned back in her chair, a satisfied smile spreading across her face. I was still savoring the last bite of my meal, enjoying every mouthful, but Sam was already thinking ahead.

‘I’m going for a tiramisu,’ I said, setting my cutlery down gently on the plate. Sam’s eyes lit up as she made a mental note of her own dessert choice.

‘I think I’ll go with the cheesecake,’ she replied with a grin, clearly excited about the sweet treat ahead. The waiter passed by, and Sam quickly flagged him down, placing our dessert orders with a touch of enthusiasm.

As we waited for our desserts, the conversation shifted to lighter topics. We discussed the things we might do when we returned to Los Angeles—the places we’d visit, the activities we’d try, and all the adventures we would inevitably have once we were back in familiar surroundings.

‘We should definitely go to the beach as soon as we’re back,’ Sam suggested, her tone dreamy as she stared out the window at the darkening sky. ‘It’s been way too long since we’ve just relaxed, you know? No schedule, no obligations… just the sun and sand.’

I nodded in agreement. ‘And maybe we can check out that new art exhibit downtown. I’ve heard great things about it.’

Sam tilted her head, tapping her chin thoughtfully. ‘That sounds perfect. A little culture mixed with some chill beach time… who wouldn’t love that?’

The waiter soon returned with our desserts, placing the rich, creamy tiramisu in front of me and the decadent cheesecake in front of Sam. We both smiled at the sight of our treats before diving in, the conversation briefly taking a backseat as we indulged in the sweet, velvety desserts. For now, there was no rush, no pressing plans—just the simple joy of good food and even better company.

—

After we ate, we didn’t head back to the hotel but instead made our way straight to the beach. The warm evening air felt refreshing, and the sound of the waves crashing against the shore was calming. I found myself hoping that I might run into Axel again and get the chance to talk to him, to clear the air after everything that had happened.

As we walked, I suddenly felt a presence beside me, and before I could react, a familiar arm draped around my shoulders. I froze for a moment, instinctively recognizing the clean, woodsy scent of cologne I knew all too well. I turned to find Kwon smiling down at me, his face slightly flushed and his movements a bit unsteady. I could already smell the alcohol on him, and it made me wary.

‘Hey, Y/n,’ he said, his voice a little slurred. He stopped walking, and I followed suit, feeling Sam tense beside me.

‘Kwon, what do you want?’ Sam asked, crossing her arms over her chest, her tone already laced with annoyance. She had never been a fan of his presence, and it was obvious she wasn’t happy to see him now either.

Kwon ignored Sam’s cold response and focused his attention on me. ‘Y/n… I have a question…’ he said, his words dragging a little as he reached for my hand. His hands were warm and soft, but the unsteady way he held it made me hesitate for a moment.

I tilted my head slightly, waiting for him to finish.

‘Can you pleaseee give me a hug?’ he asked, his voice almost childlike. His words were slurred, but there was something in his expression that caught me off guard. It wasn’t the usual confident arrogance or teasing I’d seen from him before. No, this was different. He looked… vulnerable, maybe even a little desperate.

Sam burst out laughing, and I couldn’t help but giggle as well. Kwon’s face remained earnest, though, and despite the humor of the situation, I couldn’t ignore the underlying sadness in his eyes.

I softened, realizing that, despite his arrogance, he was in some kind of emotional state—one that probably wasn’t all that different from mine in moments like this. So, with a small smile, I stepped forward and wrapped my arms around him in a hug.

The warmth of his embrace was brief but surprising, and when I pulled away, Kwon didn’t say anything. He simply looked at me for a moment, almost as if he was processing something. Sam was still chuckling beside us, but there was a sense of quiet tension between Kwon and me, one that I wasn’t quite sure how to interpret.

‘Can we talk, please? Alone?’ Kwon’s voice was low, and he looked at Sam, almost pleading with his eyes. Sam, sensing the shift in his tone, raised her hands in mock surrender.

‘I’ll be by the bonfire,’ she said, pointing to a group of people gathered around the crackling flames a short distance away. I gave her a quick nod and a thumbs up, signaling that everything was fine. She walked off, leaving Kwon and me standing in the quiet space between the noise of the beach and the bonfire.

I turned my attention back to Kwon, who seemed less confident than usual. He was pacing slightly, his hands shoved into his pockets, eyes darting around as if he wasn’t sure what to say. There was an unusual tension in his posture, something different from the usual cocky swagger he wore so effortlessly.

‘So… have you ever heard of “drunk words are sober thoughts?”’ Kwon asked, his words slow and deliberate as if he was choosing each one carefully. There was a hint of vulnerability in his voice, something I hadn’t expected from him.

I nodded, unsure of what to say next. I had heard the saying before, but this time it felt different—more significant. Kwon wasn’t the type to share much, especially when it came to emotions. His usual bravado seemed to have taken a backseat, and for a moment, I could see the struggle in his eyes.

‘Yeah, I’ve heard of it,’ I replied, keeping my voice calm, trying to read him. ‘What does that have to do with this?’

Kwon took a deep breath, his gaze shifting to the sand beneath our feet. He seemed almost lost in his thoughts before looking back up at me. There was a quiet sincerity in his eyes now, something raw and honest that I hadn’t seen before.

‘By that, I really want to say that…’ Kwon trailed off, his words stuck in his throat as if he couldn’t quite find the right way to finish his sentence.

‘Fuck, Y/n, you’re making this extra difficult,’ he muttered under his breath, his frustration evident. He let out a heavy sigh, running a hand through his hair, his gaze darting around as if looking for some kind of escape. It was clear he wasn’t used to being vulnerable, and it was making him uncomfortable.

I frowned, sensing the shift in his mood. He had always been so confident, so sure of himself, but now he seemed like he was struggling to find his footing. Before I could say anything, Kwon suddenly grabbed my shoulder, his touch firm but not aggressive. He looked at me, his expression tense but also filled with something else—maybe desperation, maybe hope.

‘Do you want to go for a walk?’ he asked, his voice quieter now, a hint of uncertainty in it that I hadn’t heard before.

I hesitated for a moment, but then I nodded. There was something about the way he was looking at me, something that made me want to hear him out, even if I didn’t entirely understand what was going on.

‘Yeah,’ I said softly. ‘Let’s go for a walk.’

He let out a breath of relief, as though my answer gave him a small sense of peace. Without another word, he guided me away from the spot we had been standing, the tension between us still lingering in the air but not as heavy as before. We began walking along the beach, the sound of the waves crashing against the shore filling the silence between us.

There was a long silence between us, a thick, suffocating pause that seemed to stretch on forever. The air between us felt charged, uncomfortable, like something unsaid was hanging there, waiting to be acknowledged. I could feel the tension in his posture, the way he was walking just a little too close, but not close enough.

Then, as if it couldn’t stay quiet any longer, Kwon broke the silence. His voice was low, almost hesitant, but there was an edge to it.

‘I hate the feeling when I see you with Axel,’ he said suddenly, his words slicing through the air like a confession he hadn’t meant to make.

I stopped walking, my heart skipping a beat. I turned to him, trying to read his expression, but it was unreadable—like he was fighting some internal battle, the one I hadn’t been prepared for. My stomach twisted as I tried to figure out what he meant, but before I could ask, he looked away, his jaw clenched.

And then, without warning, he took a deep breath and said something that completely threw me off balance.

‘I… I can’t just stand by and watch anymore.’

¡Important!

A/n : Sorry for the cliffhanger, everyone! I’m sad to announce that my posting schedule might become a bit less frequent in the coming weeks. With exam week just around the corner, I have a lot on my plate—I’ll be preparing for a total of nine exams, one for each subject, and I really want to do my best to pass them all.

But don’t worry, this doesn’t mean I’ll stop posting altogether! It just means updates will be spaced out a little more—probably every 4-5 days instead of the usual 1-2 days. I hope you can understand and bear with me during this time.

I’m excited to share that I’m now posting my story on Wattpad as well! You can find me there under the username @zochya. If you prefer reading on Wattpad, the story is available for you to enjoy there too!

Thank you so much for your support and for following along with my story. It means the world to me! Also, apologies for any grammar mistakes—I’m doing my best! I hope you continue to enjoy the story, and I can’t wait to share more with you soon!

[jaethecreator]

omg only now I see you accept requests!!!!! Could I possibly ask something about Changbin and doting on him and his tummy? istg I go feral anytime a hint of his belly peaks through the clothes… I want to kiss his tummy and cuddle him with my hands on him after I prepared a delicious dinner for him

(photo credits to @/ultragedits)

˗ˏˋ in a good way s.c. ´ˎ˗

wc: 1,513

tags: changbin, changbin tummy appreciation, fluff, feeding, pet names, gn!reader, praise, body worship, teasing, food as a love language

note: sorry this took so long anon!! life has been a whirlwind recently and i had to step back and put my big boy adult pants on. this prompt had me very excited, so i hope you enjoy my writing. this is my second time writing a request for skz <3

summary: changbin sitting shirtless in your apartment is free reign, especially after a good meal.

 both of you were still getting used to living together. the domesticity felt like a warm and safe blanket, giving you the kind of life you’d only dreamed of before meeting changbin. though he was often pulled left and right for schedules and the looming thought of his upcoming tour towered over both your heads—nothing could erase how either of you felt when he came home at night.

you heard the familiar noise of the front door unlocking before you saw him. getting up from the couch, your feet carried you out of the living room and to the hallway. even with his dark curls covering his eyes and his black mask covering the lower half of his face, you’d recognize changbin anywhere.

“welcome home, bunny! how was work?” you asked, though you’d gotten used to hearing the same sort of answer every night. “mmm.. it was alright, but changbinnie missed you!” he spoke cutely while referring to himself, which let you know his day was the least of his worries. large arms wrapped around you, securing you in a hold you’d missed for most of the day. with your head against his chest, you could breathe changbin in and sigh in satisfaction.

he pouted once you let go, but found himself content once he’d clung to you from behind. this way, you could use your hands for whatever you needed, while still providing changbin the contact that he’d been craving from you while he was gone.

with his chin nudging at your shoulder, you walked to the kitchen. as you’d reached the counter, changbin’s hands made contact with your hips. he spun you around so that you’d face him without using any real strength at all. changbin’s face mask had been pulled under his chin, showing you the features that you loved so dearly. he’d even brushed his bangs out of his eyes, allowing you to see him fully.

if actions truly did speak louder than words, his gaze was proof enough that the man loved you wholeheartedly. 

one step was all it took to close the distance between you and your boyfriend. his right hand reached to the side of your face, using his fingers to push back a strand of hair behind your ear. his other hand rested on your hip, holding you steadily. “tell me about your day, baby. did you miss me too?” changbin smiled, before placing a soft kiss on your chin—almost like a way of encouraging the words to fall from your lips.

“it was pretty quiet. rain cancelled our plans, so i stayed at home for most of the day.”

your lack of answering his second question caused changbin to pout. he pressed himself closer to you, nosing at your neck before leaving a gentle kiss on the skin there. you giggled, unable to tease him for too long considering he was so cute. “of course i missed you, bin. you know i always do.”

though he tried to hide his reaction by burying his head into your neck, you could see the tips of his ears turning red. there your boyfriend was, in all of his bashful glory. 

“i’m sure there’s something else you miss, other than me.” you teased once again, though changbin found himself out of the loop. “hm..? what do you mean?” he asked, pulling away from you to stand straighter. suddenly, his eyes lowered on your figure, a half smirk forming on his face.

“..not that, mister. you’re dirty.” changbin whined in protest, pouting even harder than before to the point he emphasized his softer jowls. “tell meeeee!” his volume increased from before, though he wasn’t particularly yelling at you. changbin tended to be loud, and that was that.

“my cooking, silly—i made you dinner! creamy bacon carbonara with pork katsu on the side, you’re going to love it! i think i went to heaven and back after eating it myself.” you giggled. 

though he never explicitly said it, you knew food was one of changbin’s love languages. the noises and expressions he’d make while eating was enough evidence that food was the quickest way to his heart. eating always seemed to bring him happiness, whether it was during the months he’d be dieting for comebacks or bulking during breaks.

as you put on a pair of oven mitts and pulled the dish out of the oven, you remembered how proud of yourself you were when you first sampled the food. cooking for yourself and changbin was a great excuse to improve your skills. you knew that if you’d found it good, your boyfriend would find it even better.

“oh my gosh.. i think my heart just started beating like crazy.” changbin joked, though the statement definitely held some truth to it. he watched over your shoulder as you reheated and plated the food for him, his hands gently rubbing your sides. a dangerous shiver went down your spine, but that was for later.

“here, why don’t i set the living room up for a movie while you go change into your pajamas?” you offered, turning your head to look at changbin. he frantically nodded, more motivated to quickly change by the prospect of dinner, a movie, and you waiting for him.

when he returned, changbin looked more comfortable. his pajamas always consisted of shorts, so the sight of his thicker thighs wasn’t new (but highly appreciated). however, the shirt he’d been wearing seemed to fit him deliciously (also highly appreciated). it must’ve been an older one, considering the way it clung to his larger chest and left little to imagine around the curve of his belly. 

god, your boyfriend’s body drives you crazy.

“every time i see you, i just remember how lucky i am.” you mumbled, not really expecting changbin to respond since you’d sounded so cheesy. thankfully, cheesy didn’t exist when it came to you. had you been one of the members though, he surely would have cringed. 

instead, changbin found himself gently swatting at you. “this food already has my heart beating out of my chest, don’t make it worse!” he chided playfully, though the blush creeping onto his cheeks told a different story.

once he sat beside you, changbin immediately pressed a kiss to your cheek, then your lips. “thank you, baby. it smells delicious!”

and with that, changbin ate.

he shoveled bite after bite of pasta past his lips, along with the crispy pieces of pork katsu. you cooed every now and then as he worked through his plate, subconsciously finding yourself praising him for eating so well. a healthy appetite had never made you this happy—at least, not until you’d fallen in love with changbin.

the movie you’d put on didn’t hold either of your attention. while changbin was focused on the flavors of each bite, you were content with watching him eat. his cheeks were fuller, and there was a shine to his lips from the amount of times he’d bitten them while eating. you found the habit cute, and you knew if you’d pointed it out, he’d grow flustered.

“someone’s eating well.” you teased, as one of your hands moved to rest on the curve of his belly. rubbing gently through the fabric, you could tell he was getting full. the flesh of his stomach was usually soft and pliant under your touch, but neither could be said for the firm mound underneath your fingertips. changbin dreamily sighed at your touch, before setting his fork down and leaning back against the couch cushions.

“oh.. i definitely ate too much.”

you quirked an eyebrow, having taken changbin’s statement as an invitation. your hand snuck under his shirt gently as you moved closer to him, continuing your ministrations without the fabric between you and his skin. every time your fingers made contact with his skin, changbin had goosebumps and butterflies. your hands knew his body no more or less than your own.

your fingertips danced across his skin like feathers, causing changbin to giggle. however, just as you’d begun to pull back, changbin had reached behind his head to pull off his shirt. once it’’d been removed, you were left dumbfounded. you would never get used to how good he looked or the fact that he was all yours. when you looked up from his torso and caught his gaze, two hopeful eyes stared back at you expectantly.

“can.. can you keep going? don’t want you to stop..” changbin shyly admitted, turning his head away from you to hide his burning cheeks. you cooed, finding his demeanor cute. 

underneath his rapper persona and his confident personality, changbin was more soft and gentle than expected. the members knew it of course, but especially you.

“of course, bunny. anything for you.” you purred, nuzzling your head against the side of his larger shoulder. changbin softly sighed again, relaxing against you just the same. the movie had finished by now, and neither of you could explain what happened no matter how hard you tried.

changbin sitting shirtless in your apartment was free reign, especially after a good meal.

[meracyn]

kwon as your boyfriend <3

a/n: whoops i broke my rule of only posting once a day lmao but idc this man is too fine to even regret this. i never really paid attention to the other characters ngl 😭🙏 but im willing to take requests from them (ex. miguel, axel, etc) too lmao

we’re continuing with the overprotective partners squad™, starring bitches and bros and nonbinary hoes (ifykwim ILY) who just. are so down bad for their partners they’d do anything to keep them safe

this guy is one of the top ranked members 💯

although it is true, kwon is definitely protective over you– it depends however, as in, depending on how capable you are to defend yourself. this doesn’t only mean physically, verbally too.

if you are into karate and have the skills to pay the bills (another reference lmao), kwon won’t be as protective, as he himself acknowledges your strength and is very proud to let others know you are his partner.

if it’s the other way and you don’t do karate, it just increases his protectiveness– he won’t judge you for it or anything, but will offer to teach you some tricks in case of an “emergency” (basically him going to a match and won’t be there with you) so you can defend yourself, though you’d probably have a ‘guard’ with you lmao (yoon 💀)

very touchy, but more in private, and just an arm around your shoulders, back or waist in public. kwon would most likely give you his jacket too, as a sign for anyone not to mess with you

is so gentle with you behind closed doors; like full on holding your hand and pressing a soft kiss, holding your cheek and staring lovingly into your eyes, having you in his arms every time you kiss, he’s a whole different person when it comes to his partner, and obviously has a soft spot for you

teases a lot lmao. say, for example, you get jealous over someone walking over to him and ask for his number, kwon would quickly notice and be so smug with it– attempts to rile you up and see how long you can remain calm before before doing anything

won’t stop mentioning it too 💀 “aw, remember when you got jealous~? how cute.” will make it up to you though, by making out ‘til you aren’t mad anymore doing anything you want

lots of cuddling, kwon feels reassured and relaxed if you’re laying beside him– either having your head on his chest or on top of him (IN A NON DIRTY WAY STOP 💀), anything that includes you being close together = happy kwon

will defend your honor as many times necessary, this guy does not play when it comes to anyone badmouthing you in front of him, he won’t hesitate to kick their ass (literally)

always strives to cause a good impression to you. if you’re present during any of the tournaments he’s attending and such, kwon will be showing off lmao, that smirk on his face when he wins and sends a look your way

the longer you date, the more he’s sure you two will marry, in fact he’ll even bet his own life about it– kwon’s just that sure– he knows you won’t leave him, you’re stuck to him like glue and can’t run away 😭

“you can run but can’t hide from me” – kwon

“wanna bet about it” – you

uhhh what did you do lmao RUN

this man is too fine ugh how does he do it

[kpopluvrsblog]

Be Quiet

Pairing: dom!Jaehyun x fem!sub!reader

Genre: Smut + fluff (touch of angst)

Warnings: Dom/sub, semi public, no protection, breeding kink, choking, ROUGH n dirty, jealousy sex

You walk into the party, hoping to relax with your boyfriend at his dorm after a long busy week. As soon as you walk in, you make your way through the bodies of people in search for jaehyun, all the while pulling your skirt down every few seconds to keep from flashing the crowd of people.

“Y/n!!” you hear a shout from the kitchen, turning around you’re greeted by a grinning taesan.

“Hey tae, have you seen hyunnie?” You ask sweetly, finally happy to see someone you knew.

“Oh…he’s um… in the corner talking to someone.” He slowly says with a grimace on his face, now looking behind you.

You quickly turn to follow his view, heart beating rapidly. Your hyunnie wouldn’t do that to you…right?

No, you turn to be greeted by a bitch hanging off of your boyfriends arm. The bitch leans up to whisper something in his ear as he smiles down at her, she grabs his jaw before taesan quite rudely pulls you into the crowd of people.

“What the actual FUCK” You shout through the crowd, music so loud that people can’t hear. “Taesan he… No what…” you feel tears start to form while taesan holds you tight.

“No y/n he didn’t I swear. He pushed her away he really didn’t please.” He rants but you don’t believe him. You saw her lips touch his for the brief second before tae pulled you away. How could he hurt you like this? Why would he let her get so close?

You’re heart burns in your chest, confusion swirling when you feel another hand on your waist where tae was hugging you.

“Dude back the fuck off” Taesan says with a glare, pissed that this random man had the nerve to touch you while you were in his hold.

“No tae, its fine” you say with a scoff. If jaehyun wants to let girls so close to him why couldn’t you do the same? Taesan shoots a confused look your way before the stranger can lightly tug you to the center of the dance floor.

He grabs your hips as you sway to the music together, you didn’t drink too much before coming here but damn was he kinda good looking. “I’m sorry but what’s your name?” You say as you turn around in his hold.

“Heeseung, pretty thing are you single?” He says with a smirk. Your hands wrap around his neck while you send a nod his way.

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“dude, have you seen y/n? She was supposed to be here by now.” Jaehyun asks taesan a few minutes after you’d left with heeseung.

“I dont think she wants to see you.” He dryly responded, confused as to why jaehyun was so close to that girl.

“oh…oh no tae listen-“ Jae starts.

“You fucked up. Why would you hurt her like that?” Taesan cuts him off.

“No please listen- I didn’t… I would never… She was asking about sungho and then suddenly made a move on me. You have to understand bro I pushed her away as fast as I could.” He starts to ramble as his heart starts beating faster in fear.

“y/n saw. She saw the kiss” Tae says dryly again. “I believe you but she SAW it and didn’t see you push her away…”

“Oh my god are you fucking kidding me!!” Jaehyun shouts. “How the fuck is that even possible?! If she saw this kiss I pushed her away not even a second after that bitchs lips touched mine…” He finishes with a confused look on his face.

“I might’ve pulled her away before that… I’m sorry dude I thought you were cheating on her!!!” Taesan says in retaliation with his hands up before jaehyun could beat him for his stupidity.

“WHAT? You know i’m obsessed with her… I would NEVER ever hurt her like that.” Jae says in shock.

“Don’t punch me please. I’m just going to tell you now before anything happens but some guy took her away. They’re right over there and you might want to stop it like immediately.” Tae says in a rush, watching the stranger get impossibly close to you.

Jaehyun turns around to see heeseung kissing your neck. “Oh no he fucking doesn’t. No one touches what’s mine.” He angrily says to tae before storming through the crowd of people, reaching you in record time and pulling the man away from your body.

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His kisses feel feathery against your skin, cheating boyfriend long forgotten…that is before you feel heeseung quickly let go of you. Turning around to see what the problem was, you’re met with a fuming jaehyun, fists clenched around this poor boys shirt.

“I thought you said you didn’t have a boyfriend!!” Heeseung says in shock causing jaehyun to push him away as hard as he could.

“you said what.” Jaehyun lowly says, slowly walking towards you and wrapping his arm around your wrist.

“I’m…I… I don’t “ you stutter which pisses him off more.

“I said. What the fuck did you tell him y/n?! He repeats louder this time, grip tightening to the point it hurts.

“No, FUCK you. Don’t try to turn this on me, You’re the cheater.” You snap out of that mindset and speak up. Jaehyun’s mouth is agape.

“CHEATER?? ME? Are you fucking insane y/n??” He shouts back now pulling you through the crowd and within a minute, pushes you into his bedroom. He slams the door and locks it. Quickly pushing you against it and staring down at you with anger in his eyes.

“Tell me baby. Are you?? I’m fucking obsessed with you. Never call me that again. You understand?” He says, trapping you between his arms and lowering his face to be even with yours.

“I understand… I’m sorry for what I did, I didn’t see you push her away and-“ You’re cut off by jae roughly pushing his lips to yours. “Shut the fuck up” He mumbles, biting at your lips and grabbing your hips to push you onto the bed.

He grabs your wrists and pins them above your head. Roughly kissing at your neck where you’ve been tainted. He sucks hard to leave his marks, ignoring your whines and pleas. After a minute of this, he pulls away with his lips puffy, both of your chests heaving.

“Safe word is red.” Is all he says before pushing your miniskirt up, revealing your soaked lace panties. “Is this for me or for him?” he meanly says, playing with them hem of your panties before slapping your inner thigh. “Answer me when I ask you a question.”

“You hyunnie, It’s all for you I promise please.” You beg, watching as he takes off his pants and lowers his briefs, not taking the time to fully get undressed. His fully erect dick jumps out while he slowly strokes himself. He gets on his knees on top of the bed, pulling your legs and ripping your panties off. In fear you start to wiggle around causing him to press a hand to your tummy.

“Wait hyun, no prep I’m not ready I cant-“ your ramble is cut short when he presses the head of his dick to your pussy. “Be quiet and take it” is all he says before shoving himself into your walls, the resistance making him gasp as his eyes roll back.

You let out a yelp in pain as your pussy pulsates around his dick, he can barely make it all the way in but he forces it.

Tears fall from your eyes as he reaches your cervix before he completely pulls out and shoves himself back in.

“J-Jae I cant mmmh” You choke out before he cuts you off with a hand wrapped around your neck.

“I said be quiet.” Jae whispers, pulling your legs above his shoulders as he starts to relentlessly fuck into you. Slapping sounds from your skin fill the room and your body bounces uncontrollably. He fucks into you hard.

“Yeah you like it like this mmh- ah” He whines, leaning down to wrap his arms behind your waist, repeatedly slamming you down onto him.

You can only let out moans and tears as he uses you. The pain turning into pleasure, you feel like you can’t breathe properly by his strong thrusts.

“Fuck baby keep clenching like that. Gonna give you my cum. Oh- gonna fill you up.” He crys, tears falling from his eyes from how good you’re making him feel. He bring a hand down to rub at your clit, hard and slow, with his thrusts not letting up.

“Hyunnie cum please. Need to.” Is all you can stutter out, stomach about to burst.

“S’close, fuck m’ cumming baby” He moans loudly, letting the pleasure take over and releasing himself into your pulsating pussy. His eyes roll back as he gasps. Ropes of cum filling you and dripping out onto the sheets, mixing with your own release and making a mess. He whimpers as he pulls out of you slowly, rubbing your tummy in circles as an apology.

“How was it baby, too rough?” He questions, tears from his orgasm still in his eyes. He grabs onto your hips and hold’s you tightly.

“I can handle it love. I liked it.” You reply with a smirk and he lets out a giggle.

“I’ll run us a quick shower then we can cuddle and sleep, how’s that sound?” He smiles down at you when you sleepily agree before he lifts himself off of the bed and gets clothes for the both of you, thankful he has a connected bathroom to his room.

The shower doesn’t last long since he just wanted to clean you guys off before you sleep, massaging your body where he harshly gripped onto earlier.

He wraps you in one of his tshirts and leads you to bed. “I’m so sorry for earlier, I really want you to know I would never do that to you, mmm love you too much.” He says while wrapping you both under the covers and nuzzling your head into his neck. “She was asking about sungho and then all of the sudden that happened. She’s mental or something.” He says as you let out a tiny laugh.

“I know hyunnie. I’m sorry for how I acted too, I wasn’t thinking straight.” You mumble into his neck and leave a few kisses as an apology.

“It’s okay baby, he’ll never get to touch you like I can. You’re mine for life.” He finishes, rubbing your back as you fall asleep together, the party downstairs long forgotten.

[takadokii]

a touch worth dying for !! .ೃ࿐

pairing gojo x gn!reader summary satoru is reckless, ready to meet death if he has to, to get you to at least look at him. he doesn't want to tell you that you're the first person he lets touch him in years and simply appreciates that you're so gentle. warnings minor descriptions of wounds wc 700

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this is an additional chapter of my series "caught in the middle", if you enjoyed this, consider checking it out! <3

This has never happened before, Satoru thinks.

His eyes are glued to your movements, gentle hands gliding up and down his arm, turning it and moving it around as you please. And he lets you, of course.

The pain he feels is new, foreign. The aching that consumes his body feels like a distant memory, one before he had learned to control his Infinity. One when the world was still able to reach him. 

There’s a gash that’s covering his chest, and his lower lip is bust open, the blood that had dripped down already wiped away by a cloth, though all he remembers about that was the way you held his chin so gently with the other hand.

“I don’t know what you were thinking,” you continue to scold him as you scan the rest of his body for injuries, starting off with his arms as you carefully settle your fingertips against his skin and letting it trail up his arm.

He shrugs at your words, though he actually does have a vague memory of what he was thinking when purposefully deactivating his Infinity in the middle of getting attacked by a curse. 

At that moment, his eyes met yours, and he recalled a few days ago when he heard your laughter echo through the hallway. He followed it before he had time to think about what he was doing and was met with a sight that made his heart stop. There you were, kneeling, tending to his best friend's wounds with soft, caring touches. 

All he could think about, as the sharp teeth of the curse were heading his way, was the feeling of your skin on his. 

He was bruised and bleeding in a way that hadn’t happened since he was four at best, and still, seeing you now, a strand of hair slipping from behind your ear as you lower your head to inspect his body, he couldn’t help but think it was worth it.

The most obvious injury, a giant gash along his torso, had already been somewhat tended to, and despite using your Cursed Technique, it didn’t heal fully, so you continued to dab the wound as blood dripped from it in a steady rhythm.

He wasn’t sure if you could feel it, your hand on his lower abdomen when just inches above, his heart was pounding at being so close to you, so vulnerable and exposed to you in more ways than he had ever known.

He wants you to see him like this. He realised as he watched Suguru get tended to in envy.

Satoru is aware it’s a twisted and wrong desire of his, but he can’t help but revel in the way you look so worried about him. 

He’d do it all over again, he knows, just to keep your eyes on him a little longer. 

“Isn’t the whole point of Infinity that nothing can touch you?”

He just hums along. 

“But you let that curse touch you?” You’re still confused. In the months you’ve known him, this has never happened before, especially not in a high-stakes situation.

And you. He thinks, well aware of your fingers pressing a little harsher against his wound now.

“I was distracted,” he finally answers, the shrug he gives you is lazy, and it provokes you even more.

You click your tongue and lick your lips, the tissue you held up to his wound wasn’t as bloodied as the other ones, and so you reach for the bandages now that his bleeding had slowed down.

He lets his eyes linger on your lips, the bottom one pulled between your teeth as you focus on wrapping it around his torso. He likes that you’re too lazy to walk around him, so whenever you have to reach behind him, your face is inches from his chest for a second.

When you’re finally done, your shoulders slump, and you meet his eyes.

You look tired, he realises, and suddenly, a pang of guilt washes over him.

“Thank you for taking care of me,” he says. It’s sincere, and you know it, but you return his gaze with mixed emotions, your frown showing your confusion and your anger all the same.

You reach for his hand, the very first time, almost instinctively. Not because he’s hurt but simply because you want to touch him, and he lets you.

“Go get some sleep.”

im sorry i havent published in so long, ill try to get more side chapters out while working on the main one, though getting the main story done is my priority of course!

i love you all soo much and i want to say thank you again for being patient and reading my silly little stories.

much love, jae <3

[yveening]

Sigh.. I wish there was more miguel diaz x reader content or cobra kai content in general on here 😞😞 Begging pls

[wispyxjae]

can you do what p1h reaction would be if they heard their partner singing while they were taking a shower/bath? thank youu

how p1harmony would react to hearing their partner sing in the shower

keeho: it would take him a moment to process what he's hearing from the bathroom. once he realizes what he's hearing is your singing on top of your phone blasting music, he would smile to himself, fighting the urge to join you but he'd give in anyway. you'd be so flustered if he just barged in the bathroom that you'd start laughing. "why did you stop singing? keep going!" he'd encourage you. "keeho i'm showering get out!!!" you'd flick water at him in embarrassment to get him away from you, but you'd both just be laughing so much at how ridiculous this situation is. "okay fine, but i want to hear this more often," he insists. you're rolling your eyes at him, shooing him out of the bathroom. he would obey and close the door behind him, but he's definitely pressing his ear against the wood just to hear you sing some more.

theo: he wouldn't bother you in the middle of it, but he'd definitely take note when he heard you singing from your shared bathroom. he'd be on the bed scrolling on his phone and once you walk into the bedroom, towel in hand scrunching at your wet hair, he'd be humming what you were just singing. your ears would perk up, but you wouldn't say anything until he did. you were pretty shy about singing, especially in front of him, and he'd use that to tease you about it too. "well aren't you a big fan of [insert artist here]?" your cheeks would flush red so fast. he could hear you singing?? he's smiling at you while reaching his arms out for you to step into and you'd instantly bury your face in his neck out of embarrassment. "you sounded great, honey," he'd compliment you, finding you absolutely adorable for getting so shy about it.

jiung: oh he'd absolutely melt if you were singing all alone in the bathroom. everyone knows that's where the best acoustics are so he's just glad you're comfortable enough to not care what he thinks about your singing. would sneakily audio record your singing and keep it as a special memento for himself. he wouldn't even tell you that he heard you sing, not wanting to draw unwanted attention knowing you might be shy about it. although he contradicts himself by ending up using it in the background of a birthday post for you. once you recognized the voice as yourself (and not some other girl) you're launching at him, squealing about how embarrassing it is for so many people to hear you in a vulnerable state. he would just laugh at you and kiss you in reassurance. "i love hearing you sing, silly," he'd say between smooches at your face. "but i'm sorry, i'll keep them private from now on," he adds. "just for me to hear, okay?" you nod in agreement. "thank you, ji."

intak: big BIG sweetheart about it. would looove hearing you sing and would shower you in compliments nonstop. "baby, you need to sing more," he's pouting at you while holding you in his arms. "what do you mean?" you ask, unaware and shocked that he had heard you having a concert in the bathroom half an hour prior. "i heard you singing earlier and you sounded so pretty," he's smiling at you before pressing kisses all over your face. "i didn't know you heard me," you muttered, cheeks puffing out in embarrassment. he'd hold your face with both of his hands as he smothers you in pecks. "i did and i wish i could hear you sing more often," he flashes a toothy smile, big round puppy eyes sparkling up at you. how could you resist his request when he was that cute? "whatever you say, handsome," you smile back, unable to deny him.

a/n: this is such a cute request thank you for sending this in! and shoutout to @jiungsdaisy for helping me out with this bc im rusty with writing fluff 😭

[skz-jae-lynn]

STRAY KIDS EXTRA MEMBER AU / JAE-LYNN

> SKZ_FIRST_IMPRESSIONS.PDF

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BANGCHAN

- when jae-lynn and chan first met, she was thirteen and he was fifteen.

- jyp introduced them to each other because he felt like chan would be a good ‘role model’ and help her with her korean

- chan’s first impression of jae :

she appeared to be (very) nervous

he thought she was shy at first, but when she would talk, he actually found her quite funny and charismatic

he knew from the jump that he wanted to always be there for her, and that he wanted to be her friend

SHE WAS SO CLUMSY - awkward but in a cute way

in a way, chan could relate to her nervousness, as he too had left home at a young age to train to become a kpop idol

he thought she seemed very driven and hardworking (and maybe a little hard on herself)

- jae’s first impression of chan :

oOGa BoOGa cUTe BOy 🤪

lol, jae actually recognized chan from the different group dance lessons she’d take up at the company, as well as from wandering the halls and seeing him in passing

she heard his name come up in many conversations, as he was one of the most talented trainees at the time

(many of the girls in her practice groups would gush over him)

at first she was intimidated by him, bc he was MUCH more popular than she was, so she felt like conversations with him must have been ‘off-limits’, bc why would he want to talk to her??

BUT when they first met, his kindness surprised her in the best way (so much so, that at points, she felt like he wasn’t being genuine to her)

in a way she viewed his presence as the light at the end of a REALLY long tunnel - a fresh breath of air

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LEE KNOW

- jae-lynn and lee know first met during a co-ed dance practice a few months before stray kids was formed.

- lee know’s first impression of jae :

he thought she was a confident dancer, but she didn’t take much serious (which lightly annoyed him, but he admired her excitement)

thought her not being able to speak fluent korean was a “red flag”

lee know : ‘yikes... oh well, not my problem 🙄’

he found her cool, but it wasn’t in his main priorities to talk to her

- jae’s first impression of lee know :

she was absolutely floored by his dancing (like her mouth was ajar)

found him to be a little aloof, but she didn’t mind too much, as she could also be like that sometimes

thought he was a very pretty boy and kept on watching him throughout the practice (I mean, could we blame her??)

she low-key hoped that he would mentor her in dancing in the future, because he seemed to be more well trained than she was

(wanted to introduce herself, but was too scared to)

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SEO CHANGBIN

- jae-lynn and changbin first met through chan introducing them at dinner one night - they were both around fifteen/sixteen years old

- changbin’s first impression of jae :

somehow he couldn't believe that the ‘super amazing’ dancer that chan would constantly speak of was the same dorky, clumsy girl that he was eating dinner with

the first time they met, she laughed at something chan had said and the soda that she was drinking shot through her nostrils onto changbin’s shirt

although the girl wasn’t SUPER ‘book smart’, he still found her to be quite bright, and to have creative and interesting thoughts

he really liked her fashion sense (emo jae)

he was pretty entertained by her height (or lack thereof) - he kept on treating her cutely, which annoyed her

he also thought that she was younger than him for the longest time (until her birthday rolled around and she made him call her ‘noona’ for the entire day)

- jae’s first impression of changbin :

to say jae was nervous to meet changbin would be an understatement

but once she got comfortable, she thought he was kind of ‘outwardly intimidating’, but on the inside she knew he was just a weirdo like she was

he was super polite to her, and even offered her his last piece of pork

slightly annoying because he kept on trying to be cute towards her

found him very well-disciplined and hard working

amidst his attempts at aegyo, jae actually found him to be pretty funny, and thought that they had similar senses of humor

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HWANG HYUNJIN

- jae-lynn and hyunjin met when chan brought jae-lynn to her first skz dance meeting predebut

- hyunjin’s first impression of jae :

💞 HEART EYES #1 💞

poor boy fr thought his heard stopped for a second when he first met her

he thought it was so cute how she was kind of shy at first, and immediately wanted to care for her as if she were a baby deer

almost as soon as she walked into the room, he introduced himself and made her feel comfortable

his mind went completely over the fact that she’d be a member of skz, and just went straight to, “ooo new pretty friend”

he found her to be super adorable, and very baby-like

but once she started dancing, he was shocked by her power and ability to dance so confidently

- jae's first impression of hyunjin :

she recognized him from passing him in the halls of the jyp building and when the different groups in the practice room would cross paths

found him to be very pretty (of course), and was honestly kind of confused by how one person could be so attractive

was pleasantly surprised to see that he wasn't JUST his pretty face, but was actually a super amazing dancer and performer too

thought he was immensely fun to be around

she found his kind gesture of welcoming her into the skz line-up to be very heartwarming

(she kinda assumed that he was only nice to her bc she was a girl, but that's another story for another day, I guess)

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HAN JISUNG

- like changbin, jae-lynn and jisung met through chan when they all went out for dinner that one night, she was fifteen/sixteen and he was fourteen.

- jisung's first impression of jae :

💞 HEART EYES #2 💞

while jae is usually the one to be intimated by people, jisung was VERY intimidated by her when they first met

he thought she was absolutely stunning and that her 'My Chemical Romance' shirt looked ravishing on her 😫😫

remembered seeing her at one of jyp's showcases, and thought her dancing and rapping were very impressive

once he got through his nerves and fought away his shyness, he and jae were constantly cracking jokes back and forth

he thought she was the most hilarious person he had ever met in his life

found her being american to be super interesting

lowkey felt like holding her hand ??

- jae's first impression of jisung :

"wow this kid is quiet" - famous last words before all hell broke loose

she thought jisung was very polite, but mostly because he was nervous

she felt like she could relate to him a lot, as her anxiety also peaked around new people

since chan had been talking nonstop about jisung (and changbin) she was excited to finally get to meet

"there is no way that this kid is a rapper"

thought his teenage appearance was super adorable, and created an interesting balance between himself and his rapper persona

once he finally began to open up, she absolutely fell in love with his sense of humor

almost instantly, she wanted to be his friend and hang out more with him

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LEE FELIX

- surprisingly, jae-lynn and felix did NOT meet though chan, but they accidentally met on a gaming chat room about a year before skz was a thing

- felix's first impression of jae :

he thought she was REALLY good at games, and always wanted her to be on his team whenever they played league of legends or any first-person shooter game

thought jae's commentary of whatever they were playing to be hilarious and would butt-in with his own comments

even after they finished their game, they would stay 'on-call' with one another

eventually he found out that she was ALSO a jyp trainee, and his appreciation for her grew more

loved how he could just talk to her about anything without fear of being judged

EVENTUALLY the two met irl and felix has clung to her side since then

found her to be inwardly and outwardly beautiful, and always enjoyed his time with her (both in-game and irl)

- jae's first impression of felix :

"WOW - that's a deep voice 😳👀"

she was super shocked when he told her that he was a '00 liner

wanted to baby him from the start - whenever they played games, she'd tank through so felix wouldn't even have to move a muscle

very much so simp, very much so "noona will do it" energy

thought his australian accent was cool and even mentioned that she had an irl friend who was from australia without knowing that felix already knew chan bc he was also a jyp trainee

liked how he would just call her at random times just to share weird ideas or to tell her about something funny that happened to him during his day

she always thought he was a super sweet boy with the most pure of intentions, and when they met irl her love for the boy became much greater 🥺💓

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KIM SEUNGMIN

- jae says that she met seungmin before they debuted during their back-to-back vocal lessons at the jyp building

- seungmin disagrees and believes that the first time they met was the day skz had their first dance practice meeting, but let's face it, neither would be able to remember even if they tried lol

- seungmin's first impression of jae :

pure confusion

why is she here???

didn't really understand why she was being added to the skz line-up to begin with, but tried to keep out of it and move on

was lowkey kinda nervous bc co-ed kpop groups usually don't sell very well

thought she dressed in very dark clothes, which he didn't necessarily like on her, but he wasn't going to say anything

he was slightly judging her the whole time, mostly because he gave her something to judge her on - not in a mean way, but in a 'do you pass the test to get my respect' type of way.

if he didn't try keeping his walls up around her, he felt like she would actually be super kind to him and be a good older sister type of figure

- jae's first impression of seungmin :

according to jae, when they met at their vocal lessons, seungmin seemed a little nervous, but was humming his practice song under his breath

he gave her a short yet respectful greeting before getting back to work

he seemed to be very well prepared, and honeslty... even back then,, his vocals were SO pretty

his readiness actually made her kind of nervous 😬

found him to appear very mature and handled for his age, and admired it. but at the same time it made her kinda sad cause he also looked super young.

jae thought seungmin was very dedicated and well practiced.

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YANG JEONGIN

- jae and jeongin met at one of the JYPE showcases around one year before stray kids.

- jeongin’s first impression of jae-lynn : 

found jae to be so loud, yet she had NO parts in her group performance.

since he was performing in a group with bangchan, he knew that the two trainees were close, so when he watched the performance he kept an eye on her. 

thought it was a shame that they didn’t utilize her more in the group choreo / performance. 

wondered if there was a reason why they didn’t want her to center often (”maybe she’s a terrible singer, or maybe she hiccups when she tries to dance and rap at the same time, or maybeee she sweats a lot and they don’t want the audience to see or maybe—”) 

chan introduced them after the showcase, and they shared a meal with each other.

jeongin found jae to be someone he could feel comfortable around, but still was intimidated by her, because she was an older girl. 

- jae-lynn’s first impression of jeongin : 

“I didn’t know they were making even babier babies these days!” 

SMITTEN. 100%. 

found jeongin to be an expressive performer during his group’s showcase performance. 

jae heard of him through chan, so, similar to jeongin, she kept an eye on him. 

when they were eating dinner after, jeongin seemed super calculated. as if he had to tell himself to smile at times, which kind of pulled him from the group’s conversation.

related to his self-awareness, and gave him much of her attention, creating small talk to keep him present. 

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[gloomyluvr]

it’s such a crime that neither miles has their ears pierced 😕 but specially e42!miles. like imagine him with diamond studs on each ear omfg 🌚

[minkkumaz]

FROM WINDOW TO WINDOW

it took three days for you and your family to fully move into your house. it took you three hours to finally set up your room. but it took three minutes for woonhak to see you from his bedroom window and fall in love with you. THE DAY I MET YOU series

PAIRING kim woonhak x fem!reader WC 3.2k TAGS adults dni. fluff, fluff, oh look! more fluff! cussing. woonhak is in puppy love. mutual pining. OMI NOTE i have the biggest smile on my face rn hehe.

the past few weeks had felt like what you could only describe as hell. at first it was long and tedious days of shopping for homes. then, it was doing lots of construction work inside the house. and finally, after not having a proper place to live that wasn’t a shitty hotel, your family began the moving process.

it went a lot faster than you had initially expected, but you were happy. the calm presence in the neighborhood made up for the lack of people in the area. 

there was boxes on top of boxes in your arms, in which held almost your entire life. you had to lean back to maintain the weight, blowing wispies of hair out of your face so you could properly see where you were walking. part of you was too stubborn to make more than two trips, so you trudged along to your upstairs bedroom.

after dropping your things to the ground, you analyzed the surroundings properly; since you have not been able to explore much due to earlier construction. the ceilings weren’t very high since it was the second floor, but you didn’t care much at all. there were pretty hardwood floors, glazed with a matte finish, and the lighting was wonderful.

you noticed one large window on the side of your wall, mirroring exactly to the house next to you. the dark blue curtains were barely peaked open, so you paid no mind as you sat on the sill to go through one of your multiple boxes.

though as time passed, you failed to notice the sudden presence of the boy next door opening his window for fresh air. however in the middle of this, he saw you. 

your figure sat idly, furrowing your eyebrows as you rummaged through your things. if looks could kill, there would be burn holes in your face from how intensely he stared at you. you were cute. really, really, cute. because of this, he was determined to get to know you.

when you felt a gaze in your direction you looked over to see the boy staring at you. he jumped at the sudden attention, making you smile. you waved kindly, opening your window to see if he needed anything.

“hi! this is a sort of random first interaction!” you huff from pushing your heavy window up.

“oh shit– i’m sorry i wasn’t trying to spy on you or anything! i just noticed you and that bedroom is usually empty you know?” he spoke very quickly, but he was quite charming. “and then woah! there’s a person in there haha…”

“no worries! i didn’t think anything negative. i’m y/n!” you smiled at him again, leaning a little more out the window.

“nice to meet you y/n, i’m woonhak.” he almost melted right there seeing you smile prettily.

“woonhak.. it has a nice ring to it. maybe we shall meet again at our windows, woonhak?” you tell him, pulling yourself back into your room.

“yes– hopefully!” he stuttered out, watching you close your window and resume your unpacking.

when you disappeared into the rest of your room, woonhak doesn’t think he’s ever bolted to his phone quicker. immediately he went to unlock his phone and pull up the groupchat with all of his friends. how could he not boast about the stunning girl next door?

all he could do was pace around his room. the sound of ringing for a couple seconds made him feel impatient, but he saw jaehyuns profile join the group call.

“holy shit jaehyun tell everyone they need to join the call right now.” the rest of the boys quickly popped in before he could say anything more.

“what do you need, woonhak?” taesan asked, sounding obviously sleepy.

“all of you guys need to come over to my house right now, but like don’t be suspicious when you pull up because i don’t want the girl next door to see.” woonhak begged.

“girl next door? wasn’t that house empty?” riwoo thought.

“yes but someone moved in, this is about her!” “our cute little maknae has a crush?!” sungho exclaimed, clearly excited for the boy.

“that’s so sweet it makes me want to vomit.” leehan made fake gagging noises, causing jaehyun to laugh.

“okay whatever but she’s actually gorgeous and i swear all of you better be on your way.” woonhak whined.

“the bikes are locked and loaded as we speak.” there was some rustling sounds from each of the boys on the other line.

“hurry!” woonhak hung up the call, quickly peeking outside to see if you were still there. your silhouette was a little blurry from the dirty windows, but you were going around hanging stuff on your walls and organizing items on your desk.

it didn’t take forever for the remainder of the boys to arrive at his house. they only lived down the street, so the bike ride wasn’t long. after parking their vehicles (as jaehyun calls it), at the side of woonhak’s house, they followed him inside.

“okay okay tell us everything!” jaehyun jumped onto the bed, kicking his feet behind him. everyone else made themselves comfortable around the room, ready to listen.

“so basically i was eating lunch downstairs right?” woonhak leaned back into his desk chair, “then when i came back up to my room, i saw someone moving in the window across the way. at first i was confused as hell because i thought it was a construction worker but it was a girl!”

“what happened next? you didn’t imagine things right?” taesan asked, suddenly intrigued.

“i’m not crazy like you are taesan– but anyways. i was honestly kind of staring at her and then she looked over at me. at first i fucking jumped i was ready to get out of there, but then she smiled at me. i swear, how could she be so pretty? it was insane.” he went on, “and get this, she opened her window and we started talking!” “i think she wants you at this point dude.” jaehyun clapped his hands together, making leehan nod his head with a grin.

“she literally introduced herself and everything, then told me that maybe we’ll meet again at our windows.”

“are you going to ask her to hang out, because you definitely should!” sungho looked out behind him, “is that her?”

everyone stood up to go look, but woonhak scrambled to get them all sitting back down and close his curtains.

“holy shit i know you guys aren’t about to all try to see her?” woonhak panicked, “what if she saw you that’s so creepy!”

“maybe she’ll find it charming that you brought all your friends over to talk about your one minute interaction.” riwoo joked.

“okay if you guys wanna see her you have to be more discreet about it.” woon cracked open the curtains a tiny bit, signaling for them to come over and see. you remained doing the same tasks you were doing since he met you, and apparently almost done.

“she is really pretty not gonna lie.” taesan mumbled, earning a shove from the lovesick boy.

“dude!”

“my bad my bad!” he chuckled, going back to his previous seat.

“so what’s the game - plan woon?” leehan looked over to him, who was now the only one standing amongst them.

“i don’t know, maybe she’ll miraculously show up at my door and confess her love to me?”

“wait! invite her to that party we’re hitting up tonight. maybe she’ll want to come with us? she can ride on the back of your bike.” jaehyun suggested.

“that could work actually, i could introduce her to the neighborhood too..” woonhak pondered, “okay but how do i ask her? i’m sure i can’t just go to her front door.”

“throw an eraser at her window to get her attention?” sungho said before picking up one of the many erasers on woon’s desk.

“i guess that could work, but all of you guys hide! that’s so awkward if she saw all of you guys staring behind me.” after giving in, he grabbed the eraser from sungho’s hand and opened his window. 

the rest of the boys squatted underneath, giggling like school girls watching their friend try to talk to the girl he likes. of course they were supportive, and would stay that way to their graves, but teasing him was very amusing. it was safe to say that woonhak’s fidgeting hand pulled all of their hair to shut them up.

from what he could see, you were just on your phone scrolling mindlessly so he was hoping not to bother you. after contemplating for a solid few seconds, he chucked the object at your window. the sudden noise made you jump up slightly before opening your window and putting your head out.

“hello to you too?” you laugh, “did you need me or something?”

“sort of? i was um actually wondering if you’d want to go to a party down the street with me and my friends tonight? it can be like a welcome to the neighborhood kind of thing… only if you want to!” he took a deep breath after speaking.

“smooth.” riwoo whispered.

“that sounds fun actually! i don’t know how my dad would feel about it though.” you chew your bottom lip, thinking a bit.

“then sneak out with us? assuming your parents have been unpacking all day they’ll probably be tired and pass out! i don’t mean to be a bad influence or anything but it’d be really fun.” 

“hmmm, i’d say you’re quite persuasive. what time?” you press against the sill and rest your cheek on your fist.

“at nine pm. so about four hours from now? we’re riding our bikes there but you can go on the back of mine?”

“then it’s a date, woon. i’ll see you then.” you waved at him before closing your own curtains.

you were unsure what to think as the cute boy next door asked you to hang out. especially after meeting you less than three hours ago; specifically from your bedroom window. it was an odd way to get to know your neighbor, but for some reason it was quite endearing. 

was he staring or were you just a little delusional? maybe so, but that wasn’t relevant. 

three and a half hours flew by, and you were anxiously getting ready. woonhak was right when he said your parents would fall asleep quickly, you could hear the snoring from across the hall. 

you put together a presentable outfit, fixing up your hair as you usually do. the whole party scene wasn’t always your thing, but you wanted to make a good impression. part of you was also trying to impress him, as he technically knew nothing about you. you could put up a completely different front and he wouldn’t tell the difference.

it was important that he liked you, because being his nextdoor neighbor and also enemies didn’t sound too good.

as soon as you finished getting ready, you shoved a couple pillows underneath your blankets and opened up your window. the drop down could probably break your legs, so you sighed in defeat before pulling an extremely shaven down pencil from your desk and heaving it at woonhak’s window.

there was a little bit of silence before the curtains opened and revealed the boy you were trying to look pretty for (and his entire gang of friends behind him).

“hey! i’m ready but i kind of have a problem?” you say embarrassed.

he had to pause for a second, gawking at you like crazy. you wore a dress that hugged you perfectly, with a thin jacket draping over your shoulders. it wasn’t anything crazy fancy, but still cute for the event.

“oh– um yes! yeah hi what’s up.” woonhak blushed, scratching the back of his neck.

“i have no idea how to get out of my window… sneaking out of the front door is risky right now. my parents only went to sleep an hour ago.” you pout out your bottom lip disappointed.

“i can come down and catch you maybe? i don’t know, only if you’re okay with that!” he recommended shyly.

“yeah, yeah. that could work! just don’t drop me please.”

“only a fool would drop a girl like you.” he smirked, taking you aback slightly. the rest of his friends were reacting boyishly behind him before they all filed out to come get you. this was the moment you truly felt like a princess in need of saving. way to go feminism.

when he appeared below you his lips pulled into a wide smile, holding his arms out, “ready?”

“i’m kind of scared.”

“i promise you’ll be fine.” he plants his feet down hard, ready to catch you. “but you are wearing shorts right?”

“yes of course i am you pervert.” you roll your eyes playfully, making him blush.

swinging your leg out the window, you carefully try to step against the texture of the wall and grab against the edge. you’re able to lean yourself far enough to where you’re at a comfortable distance and let go. 

you land against woonhak, feeling his tight grasp first - hand. though you stumble slightly, he’s able to hold you still against him.

“see? i caught you.” he tells you, wiping the hair from in front of your face.

“yeah you did.” a pink tint grazes over your cheeks, causing you to look away and avoid eye contact.

“you guys can stare at eachother all you want at the party, lets go!” jaehyun groans, pushing his kickstand with his foot

the others began on their bikes while you followed behind woonhak to his own.

“i’m sorry if this is a little awkward for you.” he apologized, sitting down. “but it would probably be a little safer if you held on to me.. i’ve never really rode a bike with another person behind me.”

“no– i understand! i don’t feel awkward at all woon.” you sit behind him, letting your hands snake around his waist and grabbing firmly. the sudden touch made his stomach swarm with butterflies.

as soon as you were situated, he began pedaling down the street. you were pressed against his back, letting the comfort of the night consume you. a breeze sent shivers down your spine, making you almost nuzzle your head into woonhak.

“getting comfy?” he pointed out to cover up how giddy you made him feel.

“mm, just chilly. but it’s just the wind.” you sigh against his cardigan.

“we’re almost there, it’s not too far.” 

when you arrived at the party, it was a lot louder than when you barely heard it down the street. music made the walls vibrate with the bass, and there seemed to be a lot of people there. if not the whole neighborhood, most of it. 

“this is the most popular house on the street for parties. there’s one almost every week during the summer.” woonhak yelled loud enough so you could hear.

“do you come to every one?” you responded with the same energy.

“not really, this is my third one this summer.” he replied. “let’s go get a drink from the kitchen, it’s loud in here.”

you accompanied him to the kitchen where it was a little quieter. there were cups spread out everywhere and lots of snacks. a few people here and there, but they were mainly in the living area.

“sooo, is this your first party?” woonhak mentioned to break the silence.

“it isn’t my first party but definitely the loudest.” 

“i get that, it can get pretty deafening in here. just wait until jaehyun starts breaking out in the dance circle. i might just have to hype him up louder than the crowd.” he laughs, handing you a cup of fruit punch.

“i take it you’re very extroverted?” you take a sip from your drink.

“you could say so, i just enjoy being with my friends. but i’m nervous around certain people.” 

“like who?”

“nobody specific– don’t worry about it.” he played it off, making you giggle

the rest of the night you and woonhak barely left the kitchen. he was easy to talk you, like you instantly clicked. there was something about his demeanor that switched the longer you had a conversation with him. he even skipped out on hyping jaehyun to continue speaking to you and making sure you wouldn’t be left on your own.

it was comforting to know that he wasn’t letting his eyes off of you in such a crowded space. but you could barely realize that he couldn’t look away even if he wanted to. you looked so perfect in the multicolor lights that flashed nearby.

you quickly lost track of the time, so entranced by him, that you didn’t notice the slow pile out of people. sungho and leehan came tumbling into the kitchen, completely exhausted.

“hey i’ve been looking everywhere for you guys! we’re leaving right now because jaehyun accidentally slipped and ate shit… it was getting late anyways.” sungho grunted.

“we stuffed his nose bleed with some toilet paper and he’s waiting outside.” leehan perked up from behind sungho.

“ah alright we’re right behind you.” woonhak stood up, tossing his empty solo cup to the trash before leaning out a hand to you.

you held onto the offer graciously, pulling yourself up. but when you were up on your feet, he didn’t let go, leading you outside hand in hand.

“are you cold?” he questioned as the air outside made you shiver.

“just a little, this thin sweater isn’t doing me much justice.” 

a sudden warmth overflowed you as the cardigan woon was wearing made its way over your shoulders. the smell of his cologne immediately englufing you. 

“there, that’s better right?” 

you nod sheepishly, situating yourself on the back of his bike once again. 

once your house came into view, you felt a little sad. the rest of woonhak’s friends filtered out to their houses on the ride back.

 it was maybe one in the morning, but those hours you spent with woonhak would be engraved in your mind forever. you felt stupid getting so attached to him in the span of a day, but how could you not?

“so, this is your stop.” he parked his bike in the grass spot in between your houses, walking you up to your porch

“yeah haha..” you mumble, “thank you a lot for tonight, woon. it was really nice talking and getting to know you.

“it was really nice getting to know you too y/n. and um– you looked really really pretty tonight.” he looked everywhere but at you, still you know he meant it.

“thank you…” you felt very bashful, and didn’t know what to do. so you tried what felt right.

walking closer to him, you took his face in your hands and planted a kiss on his cheek. it was quick, but it sent off fireworks in his stomach.

“was that okay?” you stammer.

“that– that was more than okay.” he places one of his hands on his cheek, his fingers ghosting over where your lips were.

“i’m glad then. goodnight, woon.”

“goodnight, y/n.” 

he watched as you entered your home quietly, not to wake your parents. but as soon as you were out of his view, he was grinning ear to ear, running back to his house and kicking off his shoes. 

as soon as he reached his bedroom, he immediately went up to the window to see you coming into yours. you smiled at him tenderly before shutting your curtains.

that night you slept peacefully thinking about the boy next door, and you knew he did the exact same.

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THE DAY I MET YOU series

[meracyn]

hi can you please write a one shot of kwon x fem! reader who has strict parents and one day kwon helps her escape her house to go with him? tysm if you do this!

a/n: ok guys by tomorrow im gonna be editing these posts and make them actually worth looking at, no lazing off this time 😭 but i like this idea actually. ive heard some songs that would relate to a scenario like this, whoever you are anon, ur a genius fr

The tension in your house was unbearable.

Your parents, being both professionals, always pushed you to meet their expectations. They barely gave you freedom, let alone make your own choices as you grew up.

It felt so suffocating, so tiring. You were so sure you would end up going crazy any day by now.

What kind of parents were so strict they always had to monitor every. single. thing of their child’s life?

Yours.

And that was why you couldn’t wait to escape.

The night was thick with silence, creating a heavy atmosphere. You laid on your bed, staring at the ceiling before turning your head to the side, where the window was.

The moon hung low in the sky— a soft, silvery glow adorning the rows of houses underneath. You got up slowly, careful not to wake your parents. The walls were pretty thin, which only made it more difficult for you to have privacy, as they could hear almost every little thing you would do.

As you got closer, you opened it. The cool, chilly air embracing your body as the breeze played with your hair.

Outside your window, the world was silent. The leaves swayed gently on the trees, the streetlights being dim and faint in the distance, barely cutting through the darkness.

You began to think. About your future, your parents, and your boyfriend,

Kwon Jae-Sung.

It seemed impossible to get into a relationship due to your overbearing parents, but you managed somehow, and haven’t gotten caught so far– which made it the perfect reason to leave.

Your heart pounded in your chest, the rush of adrenaline clashing with the quiet serenity of the night. Would it be worth the risk? Leave behind your future, your goals, everything just for some silly romance?

Every step you took felt like glass so fragile, that with one little mistake, would break.

You focused again on the scenery outside, just beyond the houses, staring at the open gate in front of you. So close, yet so far away at the same time.

The night seemed to be endless, full of possibilities—if you just took another step.

And you did.

Cautiously going back to your bed, you picked up your phone, just as you received a new message—it was him.

I’m outside. Can you get out on your own or need help?

Stay there. Your fingers quickly tapped the screen. I can manage

This was it. There was no turning back now.

Grabbing your bag and shoes on, you took a deep breath and began to climb out the window, heartbeat pounding in your ears with each movement you took. You held onto a nearby tree before stepping down, finally touching the ground.

Without bothering to look back, you ran away.

Kwon was standing outside of the car, a smile forming on his face as he noticed you.

“You made it,” He said softly, holding onto your hand as he pressed his forehead against yours.

You nodded, trying to catch your breath. “I don’t know what the hell is going to happen now,” You blurted out, having mixed feelings between anxiety and excitement.

“I told you I’d get you out. ” He whispered, pulling away just enough to meet your eyes. “And I will.”

As you both got in the car, Kwon started the engine, driving away. You looked back at your house one last time.

For the first time in years, you finally felt free.

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Jealous?

Paring- Idol!MyungJaehyun x Idol!fem!reader

Genre- slight angst, fluff, quite suggestive at the end

A/n- Not requested but i’m not seeing enough jaehyun fics so enjoy! Send in any requests! (not proofread)

You’ve been practicing for so long that you didn’t realize your time in the practice room was well over before a group of boys decided to barge in, disrupting your peace.

“y/n!!!” Woonhak shouted before running to give you a hug. “you’re boyfriend has been talking about you nonstop-“

Woonhak was cut off by your boyfriend, jaehyun, flicking his forehead.

“don’t listen to him, go get ready to practice hak.” Hyun said sternly causing the boy to quickly let go of you and retreat.

“Woah there since when are you so strict hm?” you tease as hyun grabs your waist and pulls you into his warm embrace.

“Shut it, I missed you baby” He says with a peck to the top of your head. “Why are you here all alone still practicing?” He continues while now looking into your eyes with his eyebrows furrowed.

“You know why hyun. I need these steps to be perfect and I think I just about got it.” You respond while smiling up at him.

Before jaehyun got to praise you he was cut off by woonhaks ‘I’m so proud!’ on the other side of the room, causing hyun to roll his eyes and suck on his cheeks. With a deep sigh and a quick peck he lets you go and begins his way to get started with practice.

“y/n!! When we’re done you should totally come over! We’re having a movie night and food!” WoonHak started. You look over at jaehyun to see if he had any objections to which he just gave you a small smile.

“I mean, if you say so, tell me when you guys are free!” you responded, blowing a quick kiss to your boyfriend before bringing yourself to the dorms to get ready.

A few hours later it was around 9 pm when you got a text from the boys saying you could come over now, wearing a simple tshirt and shorts you made your way over, excited to spend some time with the funny boys.

As soon as you were about to knock the door swung open to a overly excited woonhak. “YAY y/n’s here we can start watching!!” He says before pulling you in for another hug. You escape his grasp eventually and make your way to the living room where a scary movie was ready on display.

Jaehyun looks up from his spot on the couch, clearly comfortable in his baggy sweatshirt before smiling towards you and beckoning you over to sit with him, a plate of food on the table ready for you.

“ I know I just saw you but I missed you anyways.” Hyun says while he allows you to cuddle up to his chest, wrapping his arm around you to keep you close.

“I missed you too love” You whisper back. The movie immediately starts and all of you are intrigued from the start. Somewhere throughout the movie, hak started to get closer to you, to the point that he was nearly hugging you. You could see jaehyuns jaw clench from the corner of your eye but decided to keep quiet for now.

The movie quickly came to an end with everyone laughing at how leehan got scared and screamed the whole time, the boys now starting to go to their rooms and sleep.

Before you had the chance to say anything to hak you were suddenly being dragged to your boyfriends room. Once you’re in he locks the door and lets out another deep sigh, allowing himself to plop down on his bed.

“baby…what’s wrong?” you lightly ask as you make your way to his bed, he now lets himself sit up against the headboard and gives you a weird look.

“What do you mean? I’m fine.” He states with a straight face.

“Thats clearly not the case” You snap back. “You’re jealous aren’t you.” you finish as jaehyun makes a face showing he was taken aback.

“WHAT? Of who. I would never be jealous.” He tries to defend himself while you now lay next to him, flat against the bed staring at the ceiling.

“woonhak” Is all you have to say before he’s a flustered mess, now showing how jealous he really was.

“I just dont see why he has to touch you all the time!! Like your mine! Everyone else can see that.” he rambles before abruptly stopping and looking down at you.

You turn your head to make eye contact, now suspicious of the smile forming on his face. “what?” You ask.

“Maybe i’ll just have to show him who you belong to hm?” he smiles before getting on top of you and caging you in between his arms.

“baby he’s so much younger than us, you really have no reason to get worked up.” You start before jaehyun presses his lips to yours, now moving slowly against each other and not allowing space to breathe.

The kiss is needy. He grabs your face with one hand and your hip with the other. Now allowing his lips to travel down to your neck. Without wasting time hyun starts to roughly suck onto your neck while caressing your hip. leaving multiple dark and big noticeable marks as he makes his way down your neck, with your head tilted to the side to let him do what he wants.

Before pulling away he leaves a quick bite to your neck, making your eyes snap open and a gasp to leave your mouth. He presses one more lingering kiss to your lips, pulling away and looking down at you with a smile.

“Oh. He’ll definitely know now.” hyun says as he bites his lip.

“Hyun you’re insufferable.” You answer in deep breaths.

“mhm come here.” Jaehyun says, pulling you into his arms and cuddling you to sleep comfortably in HIS arms.

[takadokii]

✴ what the heart wants !! ‧₊.࿐

summary You try to test your luck and have a vulnerable conversation with Satoru. But all he's thinking about is kissing you, and he doesn't understand the concept of crying anyway. pairing high school!gojo satoru x f!reader tags soft fluff, comfort, gojo doesn't know emotions (canon) warnings reader mentions that they cried last night, one nono word word count 810 links collection ; taglist

this is an additional chapter of my series "caught in the middle", if you enjoyed this, consider checking it out! 🩵

"When was the last time you cried?" 

The question caught Satoru off-guard. Sometimes, words would leave your mouth that would make him feel so small and stupid. He straightened his back, standing tense and tall. A million thoughts raced through his head about what could have possibly prompted you to ask such a silly question.

Did he look like he cried recently? Are you asking just out of pure curiosity? What made you think about that right now in the first place?

"I cried yesterday when you punched me, remember?"

You punch him again.

"Stop fooling around, you know what I mean...like really cry." You don't look at him when you say this. Trying to get Gojo's mood to match yours was about as easy as getting him to shut up for more than 5 minutes.

But tonight, you felt extra vulnerable for no apparent reason at all.

"I don't remember. It's been a while. I probably haven't cried since I was five." 

You hum in acknowledgement, your hand running up the material of the sweater you had worn that night, fingernails brushing against one of the larger loops in your knitted sweater.

And because it's Gojo, of course, this rare, vulnerable sentence must be followed up with a 3-minute monologue with the sole purpose of sucking his own dick.

"I mean... What would I even cry about? I'm pretty. I'm talented. I'm funny and smart. I have no reason to waste my tears. Tears of joy, maybe. Because I was born so pretty and smart and talented and-"

"I cried last night," you interrupted Gojo with a shrug. It was spoken with so little emotion like you were just throwing it out there. A quick, fun little life update as if you were telling him about a new show you started last night.

"...huh?!" Gojo was shocked. He was unable to process this information, as well as unsure what he was supposed to do now. Because, unbeknownst to you, in his eyes, you were just about as talented and intelligent and maybe even a little prettier than him, so this didn't make any sense.

"Why would you ever need to cry? Who made you cry?!" This sentence left his mouth in a way more harsh, belittling and "invalidating your problems" kind of tone than he had intended.

This was Gojo Satoru, after all, of course, the question is who, what else could there be but people that hurt people?

You, knowing he was just a spoiled, confused little child on the inside (and the outside), recognised his intention behind the sentence anyway and answered.

"I don't know...I just wanted to."

"Wanted to?" Gojo was beyond confused. Crying had become a distant concept to him a long time ago. Usually, whenever he felt overwhelmed or hurt, his emotions would skip sadness and instantly transform into annoyance or anger. But for you, it seemed freeing.

For Gojo, crying was a line that mustn't be crossed, a door unopened, its key buried in a drawer in the room he grew up in.

"It's okay to want to cry. Nothing to feel guilty about. The heart knows what it wants."

But for you, crying was something good, letting everything you had carried with you seep out, wipe it away with a tissue and let it dry out, long forgotten in the trash.

You had learned not to let it overflow or push yourself to test how much you can carry. Sometimes, you just felt weak, and everything else felt heavy, and you had accepted that.

Of course, Gojo Satoru wouldn't know what that's like. He had never felt weak in his life, and something inside of you told you that you wouldn't live to see many instances in which he would.

"I felt much better after," you elaborated, seeing him go through the mental turmoil you hoped to ease his mind, "I feel much better now."

Gojo doesn't understand. He understands so little he doesn't even know where he'd begin to attempt to understand.  

He's physically distraught by the confusion you had just set aflame in him.

"Well...if you ever cry again, you better not come to me because I am not at all emotionally capable of handling that."

You roll your eyes but grin nonetheless, nudging him with your shoulder before stepping closer and pressing yourself into him. Instinctively, Gojo raises his arm, letting you slip underneath as he places his hand on the sleeve of your sweater.

One of his fingers gets stuck in a loop, his eyes get stuck on your smile, and he tries hard not to kiss you right then and there.

Continuing to stare, a fluttery hot feeling formed in his chest, and he realised just how braver you were than him for giving in to what your heart wanted.

thanks for all the love on my latest one shot! :)

i hope the layout of my collection isn't too confusing, I'm working on making it more manageable and easy to understand!

i've put a lot of heart into this universe, the dynamic and my characters so I'm probably just thinking too far ahead.

i'm very happy i've started this and i can't wait for you all to see what i have in store!

love, jae 🩵

[anime-fan-05]

Could you do the reaction of Kija, Shin-Ah, Jae-Ha and Zeno when the reader cups their cheeks (like that https://i.pinimg.com/originals/39/96/b6/3996b6fe50f88154c97956424d7f59e8.jpg)?

Thanks 💓

Akatsuki no Yona ~Cupping their cheeks~

Manga/anime: Akatsuki no Yona

Warnings: nothing

(Y/N): your name

Kija

He'll dead, you'll kill him: Kija.exe has stopped working; press a button to restart

His face and ears will be totally red and his eyes wide open, he'll be shaking madly, and he'll literally leap ten meters (you'll think he lied to you and he's actually the Ryokuryuu (Green Dragon)) and move away from your hands

In addition, his voice will go up an octave and he'll stutter a lot when he asks you what you wanted to do ("W-what's going on? D-do you need a-anything?")

You'll think he doesn't like it, but in reality he'll love it, and he'll let you know ("Sorry, I didn't mean to bother you." "N-no!" "Huh?" "Y-you didn't bother me: I really liked it! N-no, I mean... I meant I liked your hands! N-no, w-wait, that sounds like a maniac...")

The more time passes, the more he'll get used to your touch, although he'll still flinch if you cup his cheeks, but he'll always refuse to do it to you for fear of hurting you with his dragon hand

Shin-Ah

Confused

He'll tilt his head, still into your hands, and look at you with questioning eyes, covered by his mask, not being used to such a great display of affection

Your hands, partly under his mask, will make him relax and melt on them and, if you remove them after a short time, he'll gently grab your wrists and return them to their previous position

That will become one of his favorite forms of affection, although at first he won't understand you mean it romantically (you'll also have to stop him from doing it to Yona or the other Dragons), and he'll try to ask you to do it

Keyword: try, since he'll look at your face, then at your hands and then at your face again, and you'll have to ask him what he wants ("Love, do you need something?" "Your hands... on my cheeks...")

Jae-Ha

He'll be the most relaxed of the four, rather, instead of being embarrassed, he'll probably come out with words or actions that will embarrass you

In fact, he'll either say something like: "Oh? What's wrong, (Y/N)-chan? I didn't imagine you to be so bold as to try to kiss me", or he'll clasp your hands, still resting on his cheeks, between his and bring his face closer to yours as if to kiss you... and then not do it!

However, don't think your gesture won't make him feel anything, because it's obvious he'll relax thanks to your action

He'll also prevent you from moving away from him by wrapping his arms around your waist and keeping you close to him!

Furthermore, he'll blush slightly (but he'll hide the blush and never admit it) if, after holding his cheeks for a few minutes and making him relax, you give him a short and delicate kiss on the lips

Zeno

This sweet boy will open his eyes wide for a few seconds, and there's a great possibility he'll be moved, since he won't have received such a sweet touch from someone for many decades until that moment

He'll immediately recover from the tears, though, and rest his face on your hands, and then he'll make a very romantic gesture: he'll bring your face closer to his, cupping your cheeks, until you two rest your foreheads on each other

His eyes will stare into yours for a few moments, as if asking for approval, and then he'll kiss you

"Do you need anything, missy?" "I just wanted to try something new... Did you like it?" "Zeno loved it: it made his heart beat fast fast!"

From then on, he'll cup your cheeks whenever he can (or rather, every time he wants a little affection, because he could do it even in some inappropriate moments, like in the middle of a fight with bandits, then taking a huge scolding from both you, Yona and the other Dragons), hoping you'll do the same to him and maybe even kiss him

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