#Not a judgement just my tastes. I would refuse him service at a kissing booth

[hajihiko]

I love how you draw Byakuya. A girlboss trapped in a cringefail body.

Everyone's comments about Byakuya are so funny to me BC he's like the absolute furthest thing from My Type

[gahye0n]

Candy Rings

pairing: siyeon / reader

word count: 1.7k

genre: angst, fluff

request: @chocolatemakeupbratzdoll asked → hi can you do a siyeon x idol reader where the reader is a billionaire and siyeon gets a lot of hate from the readers fans because the reader buys her a lot of stuff and a lot of fluff at the end please?

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Excitement in every step, Siyeon fluttered around the room like a child with a sugar rush, never lingering in one place for too long. Bright green encompassing her face, the pixelated 'GAME OVER' written across the screen brought a pout to her lips. She turned towards you and you pressed your hands to either side of her cheeks, squishing them between your palms and wishing you could lean forward and kiss her frown away. Giggling behind your face mask, you intertwined your fingers with hers. “Let's go play something else, I'll go easy on you, promise.”

“You better not!” she warned, letting you take the lead as you weaved through the crowded room. A grin spread across your lips when you found the machine you were searching for, surprised and delighted that it was still there after all those years. Her dark eyes twinkled as she held the plastic gun and you could almost see the memory replaying in her mind. The smile that gradually brightened her face brought flashbacks of your own to fruition and you saw the visage of the girl you fell in love with so many years ago.

You almost missed that time, back when your life wasn't buzzing with managers and fans and tight schedules, back when you could have a lazy day by yourself – that was how you met Siyeon after all. The pretty stranger, with her faded jeans and worn out sneakers – similar to your own – and how she accidentally stole your heart in that little arcade still lingered sweetly in your memory. Neither of you could have imagined that when she slid into the booth beside you, picking up that beat up plastic gun and asking to join your game, that she'd become the love of your life one day.

“You better not go easy on me,” she reiterated, pointing the gun towards the screen. “I'm definitely going to win this time!”

“We'll see about that,” you challenged, raising your own weapon. Occasionally, she would glance over at your counter, whining when she noticed that your number was higher than hers. “You know, you'd do better if you paid attention to your own screen, babe.”

“You're totally cheating!” she accused with a stomp of her foot. “Look, you have more enemies to shoot than I do!”

You wouldn't have known whether her allegations were true or false, as you were not looking at your screen but, rather, the pout forming once more on her lips. Eyes doing a quick sweep of the room, you lowered your mask and pressed a quick kiss against them until you felt them curve into a smile. The timer buzzed as you pulled away, displaying that you'd finished with more points than her.

Teasingly, she stuck her tongue out and poked a finger against your side until you were squirming away from the slight tickle. “Cheater!”

You laughed, pulling your mask back up in the hopes no one had seen your face. “Me? I would never.”

She pointed towards the screen and then to her lips. “Then explain that.”

“Hm... I love you very very much and always want to see you smile?” She scrunched her nose at your cheesiness but made no more accusations. “However can I correct my terrible wrongdoing?”

She hummed thoughtfully before placing a hand against her stomach. “Food? You did say we were going out to eat earlier.”

“I did say that, didn't I?” You rubbed the back of your neck guiltily. “What do you feel like eating? Seafood? Steak? I'll buy whatever you like. It's getting pretty late, should I just call over Ms. Kim and have her cook for us at home?”

Siyeon chuckled at your babbling, intertwining her fingers with yours and leading you towards the adjoining food court. “How about chicken and cola?”

“Your wish is my command, beautiful.” Briefly, she swung your hand up to her lips and pressed them to the back of it, leaving a hint of sangria lipstick on your skin. Glancing over at her, you noticed her smug grin. “What are you scheming?”

“What? I'm not aloud to kiss you?” She played innocent, batting her lashes. When you narrowed your eyes, indicating towards the mark she left behind, she relented with a sigh. “I was hoping they'd realize we’re not interested in company.”

Peering behind you, you noticed the group you'd amassed, whispering to themselves and gesturing in your direction. Out of habit, you ducked your head down and pulled your hood closer to your face even though you were sure they’d already saw you.

“Excuse me!” one of them called and you suddenly wished you could have rented out the arcade beforehand. Sighing, you turned towards the voice. “Are you who we think?”

Donning a practiced smile, you finally removed the mask. “Maybe, are you a fan of mine?”

The small group bounced on their heels, excitement shaking their frames. One of them stepped forward, nervously fumbling with their phone. “Is it okay if I ask you for a picture?”

The rest of them chimed in behind him with a lilted 'me too' and you complied, shooting Siyeon an apologetic glance. Nearly blinded by the flash of their cameras, you finished their request before rushing back to her side. “I appreciate your support as my fans but I really have to g-”

“Isn't that your girlfriend? I read an article about the two of you last month.”

You swallowed thickly, unsure of which direction he was headed. You'd had a plethora of responses since the two of you went public, most were supportive but envy colored more than a few and, unfortunately, Siyeon took the brunt of it. “She is, I'm very much in love with her.”

He nodded silently, gaze settling on the diamonds lining her neck. Shifting uncomfortably, she clasped the top notch of her button-up in an attempt to hide the expensive jewels. “I'm glad you’re happy but you should be careful, people might take advantage of your status.”

Your smile faltered a bit as you barely managed to suppress the urge to roll your eyes. “You're not implying that she's using me for my money are you? Who do y-”

Siyeon's hand tightened against yours as she shook her head. “Thank you for being supportive of us, I hope you'll continue to be in the future too. Since you know so much about us, I'm sure you know we're very busy people so we have to be on our way.”

Her words were sweet yet sharper than anything you could have managed, and you followed her in stunned silence as she led you back to the gaming portion of the arcade. Stopping suddenly, you pouted. “You should have let me talk to them. I'm tired of them thinking they can talk about my girlfriend like that.”

Siyeon shook her head. “And what would they think about you? The sweet idol who cares so much about their fans, the royalty of fan service, telling them off? I'm not going to ruin your reputation like that.”

“What does that matter when the woman I love is being hurt by them?”

She hesitated a moment before shaking her head. “It doesn't bother me.”

Tears of frustration pricked your eyes. “You really think I didn’t notice? Ever since we went public, you've been refusing more and more of the things I try to buy you. Your sister called the first few nights and told me how you were crying. I even saw you reading their comments on the way here. Why do you think I brought you here to begin with?” you sniffled, swallowing the lump in your throat. “I just wanted tonight to be special.”

You thought about the fancy restaurant you'd rented out months prior in preparation for your proposal. You'd wanted to reveal your relationship after you'd proposed, yet you'd been caught red-handed. A flicker of hope tricked your heart into believing that, despite the exposure and jealous comments, you could still go through with your plans. In hindsight, you should have waited instead of letting the excitement and impatience rule your judgement.

The ring in your coat was an anchor, rows of diamonds sinking to the bottom of the blue velvet pocket. The only thing heavier was the look in her eyes as she switched off her phone and gazed blankly out of the car window. Afraid that she'd feel even more suffocated in such an expensive place, you asked your chauffeur to drive you to the opposite side of the city, to the arcade where you and Siyeon first met, yet it seemed to have ruined everything instead.

Wiping your tears, she drew you away from your straying thoughts. “It is special. You think my night was ruined because of some jealous fans? I've already forgotten them, and besides, there's still something you have to do.”

You tilted your head in curiosity and she giggled, wrapping an arm around you and leading you towards the vending machines at the back of the arcade. Fishing a coin out of her purse, she placed it in one of the candy machines, twisting the knob until a plastic sphere popped out of the dispenser. She pressed the container to your palm, closing your fingers around it before wrapping her hands around yours and leaning forward to kiss you.

“What was that for?” you whispered, mind annulled of all thoughts except the taste of her still lingering on your lips.

Bright specks of light twinkled in her eyes as she pretended to think. “Because I love you very very much and always want to see you smile?” She hummed and you breathed out a laugh at the sound of your own words. “Also, I was waiting for you to ask me something but that wasn't it, angel.”

Hands falling from your own, she gestured towards the ball still pressed to your palm. Popping open the lid, bewilderment swirled in your eyes at the sight of a candy ring. “You knew?”

“I'm not saying Gahyeon accidentally let the secret slip but...” You never thought you'd be thanking her for spoiling your proposal yet, you suddenly couldn't be more grateful. 

Bathed in pink and violet neon, Siyeon smiled sweetly and nothing felt more right in that moment than dropping to one knee and offering a ring of blue raspberry. “Lee Siyeon, will you marry me?”