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DoubleNoot AU Drabble - Bright Morning
Welcome back to another installment! this time we see the start of a new day with our lovely family who suddenly aqcuired a child and will have to figure out how to take care of him. Now wiht a slightly less confused Nightmare.
Last Time on DoubleNoot Adventures! Corrupt spend a while thinking about what the new situations is as Nightmare slept peacefulyl next to him. His mates joined Corrupt before he could spiral.
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Nightmare hums sleepily. He is slightly confused. The ground is never this soft and he doesn't feel that branch poke him in the ribs. He also can't feel his mother or brother near but... he isn't alone.
Being alone means danger as that is when the villagers come to hurt him. To hurt him and punish him for everything that goes wrong in their lives. Nightmare is still not sure how he could have caused some of them to get sick or even die. But the villagers always say it is his fault so maybe it is?
But he isn't alone.
It is warm and comfortable and he hears others breathing nearby as he snuggles into whatever he is laying against. It is warm and just feels familiar.
He would love to keep sleeping for longer but he needs to wake up. He has the tree to protect and if Dream is already out it is a matter of time before they come.
He yawns as he rubs his sockets. He takes his time to stretch along the soft thing circling him. Before trying to sit up.
Keyword. Try.
Because he just.. can't get his limps do push himself up. He can't figure out how to make everything work and move... huh?
He opens his sockets and pauses. That... that is a ceiling? He never sleeps inside though? why is there a ceiling?
Nightmare looks around and spots the dark tentacle around him. Sees where it is lit up such a pretty cyan where he is touching it.
and he remembers.
remembers all about well... yesterday aparently.
Nightmare turns his skull to the other side and spots Corrupt. sound asleep and his tentacles all around. One is circling himself but the other three are all connected to those skeletons that Nightmare met the day before.
Right... Corrupt loved them a lot. Nightmare had held the adoration they all shared between one another. It was so deep and all consuming that Nightmare couldn't help but stare and watch the skeletons. How could monsters feel such strong emotions the whole time and just feel okay?
Nightmare shoots Corrupt another look and tilts his skull. Nightmare isn't sure why he trusts the other so much. He just. He could feel the honesty. the care. How could Nightmare not believe that honesty?
It makes it even stranger that Dream dislikes Corrupt so much. Drema should have felt the same right? felt that corrupt was honest and meant everything? that corrupt loved deeply? that... that when corrupt spoke about hurting Nightmare he only felt grief, regret and sad?
why would Dream not see that? He always saw the best in those villagers.
...
Seems like Dream can excuse the actual people hurting and killing him but someone stepping in to continue his duty is a step too far...
Nightmare's soul hurts with that thought but before he can even consider what to do the tentacle wraps tighter around him and Corrupt mutters unhappily as he pulls him closer.
He is embraced by all that love and care all over again and Nightmare guiltily leans fully into the hold. Trying to soak everything up. Even if it isn't meant for him.
Them inviting him to stay had been a shock. and Now that Nightmare had time to really think about it since just ending up on their couch. He is so lucky they are willing to let him stay. Especially as people tend to hate him.
He had tried so ahrd to be friendly and be right and normal. But it is so hard. Becuase Corrupt would just read him and help him feel easy and then Nightmare starts to pay attention to how Corrupt feels and it just... is nice. So nice and safe.
The other skeletons are... weird but nice he thinks. They are so different than the people he is used to.
Nightmare hears a yawn and stays frozen. That is the one with black tears. He is sitting up and yawning? BUt Ngihtmare thought this was Corrupt's room and-
Oh. Of course. they are like. together together. Wait are they married? Nightmare knows the villagers did a marriage thing but did corrupt marriage these four? wait can that many people marry one another?
Ngihtmare wishes Dream was here. Dream knew these type of things but well... Dream doesn't like Corrupt of the other skeletons aparently-
"oh shit- I mean hi."
Nightmare blinsk and looks up to see the one wiht black tears staring at him. Seemingly frozen met stretch as he stares at him.
Nightmare leans further intot he tentacle "... hi... Killer?" right?
Maybe Killer blinks before smilign brightly and laying back down. He pulls a pillow over and lays on it with his skull and they can just see each other over the edge "that is me." he grins "How was your first night here tiny nightlight?"
Nightmare searches for the right words. He can't jsut say this is the best sleep he has had for a long time. That he feels warm and nice and comfortable. That is weird... He only just got here. Nightmare realises he has been quiet for way to long and mutters a quick answer "It was nice."
Killer grins and nods "Yeah I know. Moon's bed is so comfy and nice." he sighs happily.
Nightmare frowns "Why do you call him that?" Corrupt's name is corrupt right? wait "why do you keep calling me nightlight. I am nightmare." he waits for him to talk about how his name is wrong or a bad omen or-
Killer snorts "yeah i know. but that is why nicknames are for little moondrop." he grins "I give nicknames to everyone. same for big guy."
Nightmare blinks but shoots the giant with the cracked skull a look. Horror right?
Killer grins and nods.
Ngihtmare looks away embarrassed. How did he notice his glance? Was he that obvious- no wait. didn't Corrupt say that they were all very observant? oh no they will realise something is wrong with him even quicker! What does he do?!
The tentacle tightens around him again as Killer makes soft hushing noises "ssh shsh it is okay. i know it is still strange. Everything is new and scary and we are a lot." he smiles "But you are you like Moon is moon. it will be okay."
Nightmare turns a bit clsoer to the tendril. feeling safe with a cyan light shining from it. he traces a few of the swirls and feels a bit better. They are connected. their magic works together. so even if he is weird they will accept him right? because the love Corrupt so much, and nightmare is connected to Corrupt in some way.
Or would they end up hating him because they fear he took power from him?
Killer sighs "Corrupt's magic is always so fucking pretty. Oh shit don't tell the others I cursed near you."
Ngihtmare shoots him a look and looks at the cyan himself "It is very pretty..." he likes cyan. It is a nice colour. Not like his ugly purple. Everyone agreed his magic was pale and seemed darker. Not shining like his brother had had. Dream had the most beautiful magic and Nightmare always wished his own had been more like Dream's.
Killer nods "It is gorgeous. The blue is so pretty and it is always atreat when he see it." he grins at him "Do you also have cyan?"
Nightmare freezes and shakes his skull. He doens't. No use to lie.
Killer looks excited "oh which colour is it?"
Ngihtamre shrugs before he mutters "it isn't pretty like Corrupt's." there. That should do it right? No need to pay attention to it. Maybe this way he doens't ever have to show it and can jsut enjoy the bright shine he helps bring out in Corrupt's magic!
Killer jsut looks excited "Oh i am sure it is pretty. like all magic is pretty." he grins.
Ngihtmare shurgs as he just lays further against Corrupt. feeling safe there. He is safe there. Corrupt promised he would be safe.
Kilelr frowns at him and Nightmare immediantly looks away. Oh no. Did... did he make a mistake by dodging the question? did he mess up? did... did refusing make him angry?
"hi." Ngihtmare can't help but flinch before feeling bad about doing that. Killer is speaking softly as he looks at him "it is okay... I am sorry if i pushed... my mates often tell me I can get too excited and I am not the best at noticing boundaries." he grins and winks with his tongue sticking out "you can just tell me to shut up or leave you alone okay? I get it. No hard feelings."
Ngihtmare jsut stares at the other. partly shock and partly disbelieve. really? he won't get mad if nightmare says no? or tells him to leave? Nightmare finds that hard to believe.
Suddenly a hand appears and tugs Killer's blanket over his skull. Killer yelps as Dust sits up wiht a yawn and annoyed look "You woke me Killer." and he pushes him over. He glances at Nightmare before frowning at Killer "And give him some space. he is still new."
Killer pouts at Dust "I am great to new people."
Dust looks unamused "I was new once. I disagree."
Ngihtmare watches them interact. They are talking and killer pouts and dust looks annoyed but neither actually feel sad or mad. Just. familiarity. This is normal? they always do this?
Dust looks at Ngihtmare "How did you sleep?"
Ngihtmare shrugs and mutters "it was nice." this answer worked last time.
Dust yawns "That is good. We thought maybe sleeping somewhere new woudl make it hard for you to rest."
see? it is weird he would have been relaxed and felt safe. it is good he just said nice and-
"We hoped of course you would sleep well. But new places can awlays be a bit rough." Dust stretches and scoots to the side of the bed only to pause. he glances down and ngihtmare checks as well. it is a tentacle wrapped around him.
Dust hums "Seems like it is nap time." and he just lays back and clsoes his sockets again.
Nightmare blinks as Killer snorts and hugs the other "sounds like a plan." and he gets comfortable. Neither actually fall asleep as they just start to have quiet conversations.
Ngihtmare goes back to leaning against Corrupt as he listens. something about a game they played and one of the cheating. then about some trip and later about chores.
It is nice. It is just background noise.
Corrupt stirs and hums as he opens his sockets.
Ngithmare watches as Corrupt spots him. Corrupt freezes for a moment with clear confusion before it changes to understanding and then-
nightmare feels hismelf relax. the warm look of before is back.
Maybe things will be oaky. The skeletons are nice and Corrupt still wants him around.
And if he is even half as safe as Corrupt promised than he will be more than happy to stay as long as Corrupt lets him.
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Next part.
#utmv#doublenootau#nightmare sans#deaged nightmare#dadmare#dust sans#killer sans#cross and horror are there but asleep#we have a baby pov!#to see how nightmare is thinking and seeing things :3#he is still getting used to moving around but he slept amazingly!!#Not long today but atiny something :3
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Chapter 6 Remastered
Beyond the Lens - Logbook Videographer!Reader x OT8 Ateez
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Disclaimer: This story is purely a work of fiction. It is not meant to assume or mock anything about Ateez, Atiny, or anything relating to what I do not know about being a videographer. I will be attempting to keep it as gender neutral as possible but it will have she/her pronouns.
The logo in the center is mine. Please do not reuse or copy.
I strongly recommend looking at the inspiration pictures (which will be updating as the story goes on).
Warnings: slow burn, cussing, conflict, possible angst, fluff, and obliviousness.
This list will be updated as the story goes on.
A/N - Here is the long fic! Thank you to everyone who voted on the poll for helping me decide if I was going to split this in two! This story has been set while they were filming for Golden Hour Part 2. That being said, I have this set as late spring as the MV shoot was in the summer and they released it in November. This will follow similar events of the production behind video for Ice on My Teeth.
Thanks for reading <3 Moonie
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It has been about a week since your first day. You were settling into being around the boys and their chaos. You were currently sitting in the studio monitoring the recording of their recording. You were the only one that came to KQ today because there was no need for all of you to be away for just simple filming. You had agreed that you would be the main person to do these because you had a setup that was easier to tote around. You had set yourself up behind the directors desk. You had let all of your clients know that you had been hired for a large company and that your production time would slow down a little, that you would not be in the office as often, and that you will not be accepting as many jobs. Thankfully they were very understanding and were very happy for you.
It was just before 10 a.m. you had already been there for about an hour making sure the cameras were set and they were streaming to your laptop. You had made sure they were at good angles before turning them on shortly before Hongjoong came in. He greeted you and asked you to set something simple up so he could record the introduction to the video. You had set up your small camera up on the table with a short tripod to give him a better angle. Once you had it at a good angle you turned the viewfinder around to face him so he could see himself. He checked his appearance before giving you a thumbs up. You had given him a nod as the camera started recording. He was always easy to film for, generally once your things were set up he didn't have you fiddle with the cameras like so many other people did. He recorded for about ten minutes before signalling he was done. You turned off the recording and smiled at him.
“You're a natural in front of the camera, you know that?” You picked up the camera to set it aside. Stealing a glance at him you took in his bare face, he wasn't even looking at you but you could see his small blush. You put your head down and smiled at the effect you had on him. Eden and a couple of other directors came into the room and you bowed politely. All three of them returned the gesture and sat in the chairs in front of the computers. They were discussing some things about the sound of the track and how they wanted it to fall together.
A couple of minutes later Wooyoung appeared with a large smile. He was the first one to go in the booth. You let him know about the three cameras in the booth and where they were positioned before he walked in. You also pointed above your head to the wide angle camera that you recorded the outside looking in shots with. The reason you had a wide angle was so you could capture everything and then edit down the shots into more appealing angles. As he walked into the booth you double checked that all of the cameras that were streaming to your laptop and made sure they were still recording. The laptop extender that you had was one of the smartest purchases you had made for days like today. Your laptop was situated in the middle and you had one screen set up vertically and one set up horizontally. (See the Inspiration Pictures under equipment for a reference) The first time the boys had seen it they were baffled, they never had seen anything like it. They asked so many questions about how it worked and how you utilized it. You gave Wooyoung the thumbs up that all of the cameras were ready. He stepped into the booth and started his recording.
Shortly after he stepped into the booth Hongjoong came and sat beside you. He was watching all of the cameras with intrigue. “How did you get all of them to stream to your computer?” He asked his eyes never leaving your screens.
“I have a wireless receiver that is connected to all of the cameras and my computer.” You pointed to the white receiver you had set on the floor next to the couch.” Which allows the cameras to stream directly to my computer over the wifi. Its companion software is currently recording the streams. It was kind of complex in the beginning of using it but it has saved me the pain of having to go back and save all of the footage individually. Once we have all of it ready we are able to take clips from it and edit them together, which will turn into one of the behind the scenes videos. ”
“That is so cool! I love being able to see all of the angles of the camera. You have some more advanced equipment than some of the other videographers I have seen.”
“Generally that is how that goes, we are fortunate enough to have the money to be able to afford such niceties.” you watched as Wooyoung took some instructions from the directors that were sitting in front of you. You both sat in relative silence while you watched Wooyoung and the directors. After Woo was finished Hongjoong stepped into the booth. You watched how animated he was while he was recording his parts. You could really see how his mind worked in the moment. He had made a comment at the outrageous camera angle you laughed at him, he always needed to be at his best angle. While it may not have been quite flattering it was good for some of the other shots of them while they were farther away from the mic; almost like a mic pov. The creation of the dubbs made you giggle, a couple of the directors also laughed with you.
You felt the couch dip next to you and you looked at Yeosang who was wearing a tanktop. By god was this man trying to kill you? You quickly looked away from him to cover your blush. He watched your computer screens and listened to Hongjoong intently. “Good morning Y/n-nie, the way you have things set up is so cool. I love that I can see everything at the same time.”
“Thank you Yeosangie. This is going to be how your recording behind the scenes will be from now on.” You were sitting shoulder to shoulder with him and you could feel his warmth seeping through your red cardigan. You had decided to add a pop of color to your black tee and black ripped skinny jeans today. Yeosang had become very comfortable with you the past week. He was so sweet and always perceptive of you. He might seem like he is always confused or not paying attention but you think he is more than likely listening to absolutely everything around him and can't focus on one specific conversation.
“You are really talented. I can't even fathom how you multitask with all of these windows open on your screen” He said looking at you and back to your computer. You blushed and looked at your computer. You were never great about taking compliments.
“You are one to talk, Mr. Doberman have you heard your voice, it's like heaven on earth and the visuals are immaculate” you sniped leaning away from him and holding your fingers out to frame his face from your perspective. He looked at you like a deer caught in the headlights. You laughed at his reaction and pulled him to you with an arm around his shoulders. “Don't dish it out if you can't take it back Sangie.”
You heard Hongjoong huff out some laughter as he was walking out of the booth. “What are you huffin for Captain? You aren't any different, your vocal range and rapping is some of the best I have heard. Don't even get me started on your gorgeous face.” You said snickering. He had looked at you with his nose scrunched and eyes squinted before plopping into the chair next to the directors. You and Yeosang burst into fits of laughter. These were some of your favorite moments with these boys. You could be goofy with them and they completely accepted it. San decided that it was the best moment to make an appearance just to check in on how everyone was doing.
“What are you three on about?” He asked, looking at you and Yeosang doubled over in laughter and Hongjoong pouting.
You whipped your head to look at him, “and YOU, Mountain Choi, Your tone is so special and your range is amazing. Don't even get me started on your muscles, your shoulders are as wide as the Korean Peninsula and everyone drools over you.” He looked at you flabbergasted and the other two burst into heavier laughter; even the directors were quietly giggling at your antics. Hongjoong was about to fall out of his chair, and Yeosang was practically crying on the couch clutching his stomach. You couldn't help yourself but to fall into a fit of giggles at his reaction too. You collapsed over Yeosang dramatically as your laughter turned silent.
He shook his head at all of you and walked out of the room muttering “They’ve all finally lost it.”
Yeosang went in after he collected himself from your giggle fit. He briefly checked himself in the camera and asked if he looked okay, you wanted to steal the mic from the directors and shout yes. Yunho came into the room not too long after Yeosang went into the booth. He plopped down on the couch and rested his arm over your shoulder while you worked. He had picked this up as a habit with you after showing you around the studio on the first day. You turned to look at him and gave him a quick smile. Your computer chimed and all of you jumped, you looked to see that Aurora had sent you a message asking a question about one of her projects. You typed quickly on your computer replying to Aurora’s question before turning down the volume.
“Your work is always so fascinating, I have no idea how you do it with all of the cameras streaming to your computer.” Yunho said, looking at your monitors.
“Don't start that,” Hongjoong said, not even looking at the two of you. “It turned into a compliment battle earlier and none of us could handle her.”
Yunho chuckled at the thought. “I don't think we can handle her any other time either.” You stuck your tongue out at him and turned back to your monitors. Shortly after checking the angles you leaned on his shoulder and sighed.
“Hi Yuyu,” you murmured, rubbing your temples. Your brain was starting to hurt after staring at a screen for so long and or possibly from hunger.
“Hi Y/n,” he replied back to you in an equally soft tone. He started rubbing circles on your shoulder. You relaxed into his warmth and continued watching Yeosang. You and he both listened to Yeosang sing; you were thoroughly impressed with his raw vocals. You may have had a thing for deep voices. Once Yeosang finished he stepped out of the booth and started speaking to the camera above your head. He nodded his head at the both of you and walked out to presumably go to the cafeteria. Yunho separated himself from you and you pouted at the loss of warmth. You wrapped your cardigan around you a little tighter and grabbed the small blanket that was laying over the back of the couch. Hongjoong turned to look at you and smiled, he loved that the small blanket had come in handy for you. One of the staff members had gotten the Aniteez blanket for them as a joke but they had put it in their studio to use whenever they needed. Most of the boys were space heaters so they did not tend to use it very often. You were so focused on watching the recordings that you hadn't noticed him staring at you but you did feel it. You looked up over your laptop and smiled back at him. He quickly turned his head back forward to hide the growing blush on his face. You laughed as one of the directors went in to fix the height of the mic for Yunho. You put a small bookmark on that spot, knowing Atiny would love it. Once they were all satisfied with the height Yunho began his recording. You watched as he was bopping, you found yourself doing the same thing without realizing it. While they were cutting things together you giggled at the scissor motions he was making. He continued on for a little while making sure that it was perfect.
“Lunch break time!” Hongjoong said as he lifted himself off of his chair. You looked up from over your monitors as your stomach growled. He laughed at you and shook his head. You looked at him and shrugged.
“Is it okay that I leave my things here?”
“Yeah, we will be back in here to finish up recording anyway.” He held out a hand to help you up off the couch.
“Perfect, thanks Joongie.” taking his hand you stood up and stretched; you leaned back to pop your spine which let out a loud series of cracks. Hongjoong looked at you with slight horror. “Being curled up on the couch while hunched over my computer always does a number on me.” He nodded and started ushering you out the door with a hand on your lower back. You looked at him with a smile. He had taken to escorting you around like this a couple of days after you started. It was sweet; he was so gentle with you and knew that you had a hard time navigating still. You turned and saw Yunho following you looking at his phone. He looked up briefly and smiled at you before returning to it. He must have been texting everyone that you were taking a lunch break. Once you got to the cafeteria you saw Yeosang, Wooyoung, and Seonghwa sitting at a table. You went to the counter to order and waited to get your food before heading over. As you approached you took everyone in, Yeosang had unsurprisingly gotten chicken; Wooyoung and Seonghwa were silently eating.
“Yeo, your chicken smells so good! Whoever made it did an excellent job.” You said as you sat next to him. He smiled at you with a closed smile. He picked up a piece and offered it to you with a hand under the chopsticks. Your eyes widened, you had never expected him to share chicken with anyone, let alone you who had only been around them for a week. You opened your mouth while he gently put the piece of chicken in your mouth. You covered your mouth as you said “thank you,” with a small bow.
“Hi Y/n!” Wooyoung said with a smile to you and then he immediately turned to Yeosang. “Sangie, why didn't I get a piece when I said the same thing earlier?” he whined pouting. That switch up was absolutely crazy.
“Hi Woo!” You responded after finishing your bite of chicken.
“You aren’t Y/n.” Yeosang said with a deadpan look and a monotone voice. Your eyes widened at his response, nonetheless you stuck your tongue out at Wooyoung before you took a bite of your ramyeon. He let out a noise of protest at the both of you before crossing his arms and pouting. He was such a child.
“What’s going on over here? Why is Wooyoung pouting again?” Hongjoong asked, taking the seat next to you at the head of the table. Yunho sat at the opposite end of the table on the other side Yeosang.
“Y/n is Yeosang’s favorite and he is mad," Seonghwa said with a smirk. Hongjoong and Yunho let out a chuckle at that fact. You could see the mischief in all of their eyes. You shook your head at their banter and continued to eat. This is one of the few reasons you have started to feel at home with these men.
You made your way back to the recording studio with Hongjoong and Seonghwa. The other three were off to do their own things. Hongjoong’s hand was at the small of your back and Seonghwa walked a couple of steps ahead of you. You saw Seonghwa stop to speak to the directors who were just coming out of the recording studio. Once you got to the room you took your spot on the couch, you could feel your eyes drooping and your mind slowing. Now was not the time to fall asleep. You shook your head in an attempt to focus but that didn't help as your head was still hurting and starting to get foggy; hunger hadn't been the reason for it then. Maybe caffeine would help. You looked toward the door when San came in. He looked at you with a raised eyebrow like he was wondering if you were going to pull your shit again. You smiled innocently at him before turning and addressing the room. “I need caffeine or sugar, is there somewhere I can get some?”
Hongjoong and Seonghwa looked at you and went to speak but before they could, San spoke up.“I can show you where you can get some, I think there are some in vending machines in the cafeteria.”
“You're an angel,” you said, grabbing your wallet and getting up to make your way toward him. “Lead the way Mountain Choi," you said, throwing your hand out to motion to the door. Even though you weren't directly looking at him you could feel his eye roll. He linked his arm around yours and practically dragged you out of the room back toward the cafeteria.
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“She fits in so well with us.”
“She does. I have actually discussed that with a few of the other boys and they had said the same thing. Some of them even admitted to having a crush on her or developing more than friend feelings toward her.”
“I think I can add to that statement. Wooyoung has been adamantly trying to get her attention with his flirting but because she knows that he is flirty by nature, she hasn't realized his advances. She hasn't realized any of our advances really.”
“She is so smart, but kind of oblivious.”
“Either that or we aren’t being forward enough.”
“She seems to be the missing puzzle piece we never knew we needed.”
“I agree, I couldn't help but feel like us meeting her was some kind of fate.”
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You smiled at San who had brought you to the energy drinks in the cafeteria. You got a Monster and proceeded to chug it down. San looked at you with wide eyes. “I have never seen someone chug down an energy drink that fast.”
“Honestly it doesn't quite affect me like it does others, but if I don't drink something with sugar or caffeine I will fall asleep and I have too much shit I need to get done.” You said with a sheepish look at him.
“You sound like Hongjoong hyung. You both need to get better sleep. In fact I think you need a nap before you hardcore crash.” He said as he started walking back toward the studio.
“It is not my fault that my body and mind hate me and don't let me sleep.” You whined.
“You just made my point whiney,” he said, giving you a halfhearted glare. You could see right through him, he was worried about you like your team got when you really struggled to sleep. You heard his phone ping and he quickly checked it and responded before putting it back in his pocket. He opened the door for you and you stepped in the room to see Wooyoung sitting on the couch.
“Hi Noona, Hongjoong hyung and Seonghwa hyung just went to take care of something.” Wooyoung said as he smiled at you and grabbed your hand to pull you down next to him.
“We have a bit of a break, I think you should utilize this time to nap even for a short time.” San said from his spot on the other side of Wooyoung.
“Noona are you not sleeping well again? You can take a nap here, we don't mind. In fact most of us have napped on this couch.” Wooyoung rambled. He had been calling you that on and off, and you couldn't help but to accept it as he was just too cute to say no to.
“I never sleep well Woo, I have things I need to monitor otherwise I would.” You said leaning away from him to wake your computer back up.
“How about I make you a deal?" Wooyoung started. “You can nap on me and when they get back from their errand I will wake you.” You could feel both pairs of eyes on you basically searing through you as you internally debated the pros and cons of a nap. Maybe it would get rid of the headache that was starting to bloom near your temples, if you didn't get this headache under control you would wake up with a migraine tomorrow. But you wanted to seem professional in front of the directors.
You sighed. “Fine, but if any of you hooligans touch my setup I will personally kill each and every one of you in your sleep.”
“Okay, whatever you say, grumpy.” Wooyoung said as he reached up to your face to take off your glasses and place them on the table. He then helped you maneuver to lay your head on his lap. Once he was sure you were comfortable he threw the small blanket over you. He proceeded to card his fingers through your hair giving you a slight scalp massage making sure to gently detangle it as he went. You turned up to look at his blurry form, you could swear that he was looking at you with love, but you chalk that up to you being half awake and practically blind.
“Thank you two for putting up with me, I know I am a handful,” you murmured as you snuggled up under the blanket. You were out like a light in just a few minutes.
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“Why did you make her a deal and insist on her taking a nap?” San asked in a whisper looking down at the two of you.
“She needs the sleep and I knew it was the only way to get her to agree," Wooyoung said, leaning his head on San’s shoulder. San placed a gentle kiss on Wooyoung’s forehead and wrapped his arm around him.
“Isn't this a sight to come back to, how did you get her to agree to that?”
“She is going to be pissed at you when she wakes up.”
“I think I can handle her, she's just a dark scary teddy bear just like Jjong but with better style.”
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After what felt like only a few minutes you woke up with Woo gently shaking you. “Hi Noona, everyone just got back, you have been out for about an hour.”
“What?” You asked groggily, sitting up and reaching for your glasses on the table. You finally smacked into them and grabbed them to put them back on so you could actually see. You looked at the clock on your monitors and it read well past when you expected to sleep.
“You sly bastard. You knew they would be gone for a while didn't you? ” You said as you poked him in the sides. He leaned away from your poking and into San.
“Hi sleepy,” Hongjoong said, looking at you with a soft smile. You waved at him with one hand and covered your yawn with the other. Your head had actually felt better.
“Hi, sorry I slept so long.”
“Don't be sorry, you needed it.” He looked at the door as Seonghwa entered the room. Seonghwa moved toward the booth and started checking himself out in the camera. You and WooSan watched with giggles as he said "Appearance Check!” He continued on as if nothing had happened. As the time went on he was chattering with the directors.
“I wanted to seem hip today so I wore a watch.” Everyone burst into laughter as he showed the watch to the camera. You moved forward to put a small bookmark on the shot so you knew where it was later. After a little while Seonghwa finished up and San got up off the couch which shifted both you and Wooyoung. You giggled lightly as Wooyoung almost fell over from the shift of weight; which in turn made you almost fall because you were leaning on him. You sat up and leaned over to the arm of the couch. Once you were settled you opened your arm up to let him lean against you; that way you both would not topple over again. He gratefully leaned into you and kept an eye on your monitors. You could tell he was enraptured with San. The both of you were listening as San was explaining how he wanted his part to sound like the Prince. You could envision what he was saying and were thoroughly impressed that he had made his idea come to life through his singing. Woo had grabbed onto your hand that was over his shoulder and started messing with your fingers.
San had finished his recording and asked if you would be willing to film their goodbye. You nodded and let Wooyoung resituate himself before getting up. You grabbed your camera and followed them out into the hallway. You got the camera set up with a tripod and flipped the viewfinder to them so they could check their appearance before they started speaking. They both leaned in and were checking themselves out, San had snuck a kiss to Seonghwa’s cheek. Seonghwa looked at him with mild disgust but eventually smiled at him. You watched the whole interaction with a smile. You had almost wished you were a part of their relationship, alas that was never going to happen. Could you imagine even being in a relationship with eight men? Especially these eight gorgeous men who had such amazing chemistry on and off stage. They gave you a thumbs up and you started recording, you signaled them in with a wave of your hand. Both of them took turns talking about their parts and the ones they wanted. You listened to them discuss and wondered how the process went for them to be picked for the parts. Maybe that was something you would eventually find out. You tuned back into their conversation as they were waving at the camera. You turned it off after they wandered a little ways from it. After the camera was off they approached you, San gave you a large hug that trapped your arms down by your sides and lifted you up off your feet. Almost as soon as he put you down Hwa swept you into a gentle hug. You could actually react and wrap your arms around his middle. He sighed as he laid his head on your shoulder. You gently patted the back of his head over his hood. After a couple of seconds he pulled away from you and waved his goodbye as he was walking away with San.
You went back into the recording room sadly your cuddlebug Wooyoung had left. Mingi had shown up shortly after you went back in. You watched your monitors with a smile as he took a picture and introduced himself to your camera. This man was so cute. It's always the cute ones that are the crazies though you thought as he started recording his parts. Throughout the recording you snickered to yourself as you watched him raise his hands while recording. Hongjoong turned to look at you with curiosity. You cocked your head to the side and threw your hands up in the air. He snickered at you and shook his head trying to stay fairly quiet for the directors. You felt a dip in the couch, you turned to look who it was. Jongho smiled at you with a large gummy smile.
“Hi Apple Boy, how are you?” You asked, trying out the new nickname. You heard someone choke from the director's desk. You looked up in horror at Hongjoong who had just taken a sip of water. The director next to him patted his back. You covered your mouth to attempt to keep your laughter at bay.
“Apple boy?” Jongho was looking at you with raised eyebrows, his head was cocked to the side. You could tell he was trying to keep his smile at bay. You simply nodded, not trusting yourself to open your mouth without interrupting the recording. “It's because I split apples, isn't it?” He was almost hiding his smirk, you nodded again and he rolled his eyes at you. You could still hear Hongjoong struggling to keep it together. You took your hand away from your mouth when you were certain that you wouldn't laugh your ass off. You grabbed your phone quickly and changed his contact name from The Best Singer that he had originally put in your phone to Apple Boy. Shortly after it had finished updating you realized that you didn't have a contact picture for him.
“I need a contact photo for you. Want to take one for me or am I going to have to download one off of the internet?” you asked. He sighed like you just asked him the most complicated thing in the world. After pondering it for a second he threw his arm around your shoulders; which was very out of character for him. He pulled you close and offered his other hand to you in the shape of half a heart. You felt your heart stop.
Holy shit is this happening? Act NORMAL Y/N.
You completed the heart he offered to you and brought your phone up to take a selfie with him. What you didn't notice however was Hongjoong taking a picture of the two of you. You snapped a few and saved the best looking one as his contact photo. You made sure to send them to him just in case he wanted to do the same with you. Mingi walked out of the booth just as you sent the pictures to him. Jongho had gently helped you readjust and got up. You could feel the heat creeping up your face; what a big teddy bear. Mingi flopped down next to you and put his head in your lap.
“Hi Minki, you sounded really good in there” you said brushing some of the hair out of his eyes and starting to massage his scalp. He smiled up at you and closed his eyes before muttering a small thank you. A few minutes later you pulled your hand away from his hair and he made a small noise of protest. You looked at the man that was cuddled up in your lap who had reopened his eyes to stare into your soul. He grabbed your hand and put it back on his head. You chuckled at him and started massaging his scalp again; you made sure to comb your fingers down the rest of his hair to get some of the small tangles out. He hummed contentedly and promptly closed his eyes again. Returning to look back at your laptop you smiled at how Jongho had perfectly executed the high harmony to Yeosang’s part. You resisted the urge to clap animatedly at him. You were so proud of him. About thirty minutes passed by, Mingi had left; not before giving you a large sleepy smile and a half hug.
Jongho stepped out of the booth and you smiled at him. You stood up and got ready to film the ending segment. You stepped out into the hall and set up your camera with a tripod. Just like always you let him check himself out in the viewfinder before recording. Once he was satisfied you started the recording, you stepped back into the recording room and started the process of shutting things down. You moved over to your laptop and made sure to save the progress and started turning off the recordings and the cameras. Once you collected everything you started packing it up into the backpack. Hongjoong and the directors were talking as you went into the booth to take down the three cameras. Jongho stepped back into the room and waved at you from the doorway. You waved back with a camera in your hand, you set the last camera in the bag and zipped it up. Next as your laptop, you had gently taken off the extender before putting it in your laptop bag. Once you had deconstructed everything you threw your filming backpack on and your laptop bag over your shoulder.
“I am all set to go, I am going to drop the cameras off in the office and then head home. I will get the footage edited as soon as I can and we will wait to post the behind the production video until dance practice is finished” You said to the room. Thankfully as a part of your contract your team was in charge of their marketing and posting schedule too. Willow had taken up the head of that front, you were just her videographer and editor, she was the one who decided what to put out when. “Thank you for a productive day,” you bowed to everyone and walked out of the room. On the way you grabbed the camera you had left out for Jongho, as you were walking you turned off the recording and shut down the camera. You meandered the semi familiar route to your KQ office.
“Y/n!” You heard someone shout behind you, you turned around and spotted Hongjoong almost jogging to catch up with you. You stopped in your tracks to let him catch up to you. He immediately put his hand on your back and started escorting you the rest of the way to your office. You smiled at his actions. This man, god he was so sweet and thoughtful. “I wanted to make sure you got to the office and your car safely, it is already semi-late out.”
“Thank you for thinking of me.” You replied as you got to the door to the KQ office. You opened the door and flicked the light on. You saw several things scattered about from when you and the team were here for an early meeting the other day. You gently stuck the bag of equipment next to your desk out of the way. Hongjoong had wandered in and started looking at all of the cameras that were on the shelves behind the desks.
“I didn't know that there were so many cameras or lenses. I've never seen some of these.” He gestured to some of the smaller, more vintage cameras.
“Those ones specifically are more for looks, I am a little bit of a collector of cameras. Some of them you cannot even buy the film for anymore unless you want to go somewhere ancient.” He nodded continuing to look at all of them, he was particularly enamored by a small vintage polaroid camera. You watched as he hesitated to touch it, he was being respectful of your cameras which you admired him for. You walked over to that one and took it off the shelf.
“Want to take a couple of pictures?” You asked him while making sure it still had film in it. You looked back up to him and smiled at his wonder.
“I would love that,” he responded. You stood close to him preparing to take the picture holding up a finger heart. He wrapped his arm around your waist and did the same pose as you. You felt the chill run up your spine at the unexpected contact, sure he had escorted you around with his hand on the small of your back but he was never this close. You snapped the picture and waited for it to finish before taking it out of the camera, you gently set it face down on the shelf while it developed.
“Aren't you supposed to shake them while they develop?" he tilted his head at you.
“That is actually a common misconception, if you do that you risk messing up some of the chemical processes that make the photo appear. It can cause uneven pictures and sometimes lead to blemishes. In fact, you are actually supposed to lay it face down on a flat surface to get the best result.” You motioned to the picture and how you set it.
He glanced at the photo and nodded, “Really? I didn't know that, I guess I won't be shaking my polaroid pictures now. Thank you for telling me about that Shutterbug. The last videographers we had would have scoffed at me and offered a half ass answer.” You could feel the heat creeping up the back of your neck at the new nickname. No one had ever really cared enough to come up with cute nicknames for you, other than your team.
“I'm glad I could help you learn something today Joongie, I am always open to help someone learn about what I love. Do you want to take another so each of us can have one?” He nodded yes and pulled you closer for the picture, he offered his hand to you with a half heart, much like Jongho had earlier. You laughed at the situation and snapped the picture. You followed the same routine with this one as you did with the last. Hongjoong gently grabbed the first picture and smiled at it, he showed it to you and you also smiled. It had come out perfect with the warm vintage tint. “I am so keeping this in my wallet,” you said as you dug into your computer bag to grab it. You gently took it from Hongjoong and put it in one of the picture slots. You turned around your wallet and showed it to Hongjoong. It was among several other pictures of you and your team.
“I am doing the same," he said as he took the other picture off the shelf. He showed it to you and you smiled at how well it took. Both of you were smiling like idiots at the camera. It came out more candid than the first did.
“Okay, it is getting late for you, we need to get you to your car.” He said, closing his wallet. You nodded and let him escort you out of the room. As you walked by you switched off the light and closed the door. He walked you to your car and made sure you got in and settled before closing the door. He took a step back and waved at you. You returned the gesture and started pulling out of the spot. As you were driving away you made sure to see if he made it back into the building. You knew that he would be here for another few hours at least.
It took you about forty five minutes to get back to your house. You parked in the garage and wandered in, you made sure to take off your shoes before heading directly up the stairs to your room. You messaged the groupchat you had with your team and Ateez that you made it home. You had created the group chat to effectively communicate with everyone and affectionately named it Ministry of Chaos. You were often tempted to change it to People I See Too Often but you knew at least two or three of them would throw a fit. Setting your phone down you started your nightly routine, once you finished you crashed onto the bed. Toothless was the first to get on the bed and snuggle with you. Beans and Mocha followed shortly after. You fell asleep with loud purrs drowning out everything else.
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Butterfly kisses


Summary: While comforting Yeosang about his insecurity about his birthmark, you tell him something that your grandmother once taught you.
Pairing: bf!Yeosang x fem!idol!reader
Word Count: 909 words
Warnings: Cuteness overload, talking about insecurities
[AN: I hope you guys like it! it had been a thought while watching some videos of ATEEZ and I just had to write it out <3 RE-UPLOAD from my old blog @/justsomedreaming]

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The day had been tiring for both, you and your boyfriend Yeosang. You knew that his busy schedule would have him exhausted in the evening, since the boys had a fan meeting and a performance today. However, what you did not expect was to come home to an empty dorm room of your boyfriend after your dance practice at the company. “Yeo?” You called out for him after putting away your purse, only to stop next to the bathroom from where you heard quiet sniffles. “I- I am in here, hang on,” his voice answered, inside you were able to hear a rustle and the splashing of water, bringing a frown to your face. Your hand rested against the wooden door for a moment before you decided to give him a bit of space, walking over to the bed to get changed into more comfortable clothes for now, not removing your makeup yet. That's something you never did in front of your boyfriend or the others, but it didn't seem to bother any of them at all.
You didn't have to wait long for Yeosang to unlock and step out of the bathroom, walking straight to the bed to sit down on it. When you saw his bare face and the redness of his nose and eyes, you slowly walked over to sit next to him, taking his hand in yours to squeeze it gently. The two of you often just sit on the bed silently, just enjoying each other's company without needing to talk or anything. This evening, it felt different though, he seemed absent, on the brink of tears at any second.
“Yeo…you know that you can talk to me, right?” You asked quietly, drawing a nod from him and when you moved to sit fully on the bed, legs crossed, he did the same, head hanging low and not looking up at you though. “I- the fanmeeting was horrible…” He whispered, your expression softening at those words. It's rare that Yeosang would say something like this, usually he enjoys talking to ATINY, but today, it seems that something had happened. “While performing, my makeup got messed up and revealed my birthmark…usually it's not bad, but the fans were all asking about it. Every question they had was about it and I just- it was too much today.” Taking both of his hands in his, you squeezed them gently, head tilted ever so slightly. You knew that this birthmark was something he was still a bit insecure about, even though he never said something. “Were they mean?” It was a simple question, one he could answer with yes or no, or if he wanted, explain and tell you. Yeosang opted for shaking his head no, which made you sigh in relief. At least his fans weren't mean or disrespectful to him.
"Good,” You said. “I will get you something to drink, okay? And then, we do whatever you want.” Squeezing his hands gently, you slowly got up to head to the kitchen real quick, letting the boys know that you and Yeosang want alone time and then you got a bottle of his favorite drink for each of you. Before heading back to him though, you stepped into the bathroom, using some of his make-up remover wipes to clean your own face from all the makeup, revealing your own birthmark, one that starts right below your lip and wanders down your neck, ending at your collarbone.
When stepping back into the room, you took in your former position, placing the bottle for him in his hands and when he lifted his head to thank you, his eyes widened. It's the first time he saw you bare faced, so he had no idea about your own birthmark. “You-” He started, but you cut him off with a gentle peck on his lips, smiling lovingly at your boyfriend. “When I was younger, the other kids would always make fun of me, laughing about my birthmark. But my halmeoni always dried my tears when it got to me too much and told me a story.” While you talk, he lifts his hand to let a finger brush over the darker mark on your chin, eyes sparkling with tears, but also curiosity in them. “She told me that the marking on my skin is something special, something unique, which only those people have who were kissed by a butterfly.” A smile appearing on your lips at the memory, your own hand now lifting to brush your fingers over his birthmark. “You are a wonderfully unique person too, Yeo. And I think, your butterfly kiss is beautiful.”
At your words, you saw some new tears appear in his eyes, but his face also lit up with a loving smile. Then, without a warning, he leaned forward to place a kiss on your birthmark before pecking your lips as well. This draws a giggle from you, you doing the same to him, first a kiss on his birthmark, then on his lips.
“Thank you, jagiya. You always know how to make me feel special,” he whispered, taking your hands in his to pull you into a hug now which made both of you fall over and land on the pillows of his bed. He turned you, so you would face him, and kissed you again, tears still in his eyes. “And thank you for showing me your butterfly kiss, you are truly beautiful.”

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mixtape: sophie


sophie is the first solo mixtape of ATEEZ’s Jieun and was released on December 28, 2024. The mixtape consists of three tracks, all written by Jieun and meant as a birthday gift for fans.
TRACK LISTING
Day/Night (feat. Hongjoong)
Lyrics: Jieun, Hongjoong
Music: Jieun, Hongjoong, EDENARY
Once Upon A Time
Lyrics: Jieun
Music: Jieun, EDENARY
Weather
Lyrics: Jieun
Music: Jieun, EDENARY
PUBLIC RECEPTION
There was no prior announcement regarding the mixtape’s release– everything was posted at midnight on the 28th
Atinys were shocked, to say the least. Some even thought that it was an accident and joked that an intern was gonna get fired
But then Jieun posted the album cover and all the members reposted it, so they realized it was on purpose
Atinys have been begging for more writer Jieun since Eternal Sunshine, so to say atinytwt blew up was an understatement
#JOLO #sophie #JieunSolo all trended on her birthday along with her birthday tags
People recognized Day/Night because she once played a few seconds of it during a live back in 2023!
But Once Upon A Time was by far the favourite amongst atiny and even locals
It ended up going semi-viral on tiktok and instagram as people were posting cute winter videos with the audio
Jieun joined the trend and posted some cute videos of her and the boys <3
Once Upon A Time ended up peaking at #9 on MelOn, which felt very fitting
Overall, the mixtape was very well-received by the public and loved by many, which gave Jieun more confidence to hopefully release more music in the feature
JIEUN’s MESSAGE
Hiii atiny~ It’s Jieunie 😊 Can you already believe it’s my 6th birthday with atiny? I feel like every year I learn something new on my birthday that I get to take into the next year since it’s only three days before new year’s. This year taught me a lot of things and gave me so many fun memories that I’ll cherish forever, like meeting atinys from around the world and getting to explore new cities. If there was one big lesson that I learned this year, it’s that things aren’t always as they seem, so you should always try to see the whole picture first. This can be applied to so many things, so treat those around you kindly because you only see what they choose to show you.
Anyways, I’m really excited to share these songs that I’ve been working on for a long time. Day/Night can be interpreted in multiple ways, with the main theme revolving around the feeling of being tethered to your past. This could come in the form of a past relationship, or past mistakes that continue to haunt you despite how many days and nights have passed. Another reason it’s called Day/Night is because Hongjoong-oppa and I wrote this song together during a really long writing session that went from the evening to the morning LOL. It was originally supposed to be just a solo song, but Hongjoong-oppa has helped me become the songwriter I am today, so I made him sing :)
Once Upon A Time is the most recent of the three songs. It almost didn’t make the cut! But I love this song a lot and worked really hard to finish it so I could include it in the mixtape. During the writing process for this song, the chorus was the first thing I wrote. I realized afterwards that almost the entire chorus was in English, so I just decided to write the rest of the song in English to match. It took me a while to decide on a name for this song and for a while it was just untitled because I couldn’t think of a name I liked. Some of the other names I had were “Fairytale,” “Lonely Night,” and “Hug Me,” but I think Once Upon A Time fits well.
Weather is an older song that was written back in 2021 while I was bored in quarantine. Like me, this song has grown a lot through the years. I struggled a little bit when it was first written because I had a clear idea of how I wanted it to sound, but I wasn’t very good at guitar back then so I couldn’t meet my expectations. Almost three years later though, I’m proud of how far it’s come. I’ve never been good at expressing my feelings, so instead I wrote this song for the people that I love, whether it be my members, my family, or atiny. It’s important to remember that no matter how difficult things get or how much life changes, love is always going to remain, so it’s important to hold onto it and give it while you can.
With that said, this mixtape is my gift for atiny who have always given me so much love. I hope you’re all staying warm these winter days and spending time with your loved ones this holiday season, but for those that are unable to, I hope you’re still taking care of yourself. This message is already way too long, but I just want to say one more thing: Thank you for always being there for me. Stay safe and remember that you’re loved.
– Jieunie <3
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Hana never expected to see Jongho again. Not after he ghosted her years ago, leaving behind only memories of their childhood friendship and an ache she never quite moved past. Now a successful bookstore owner and author, she’s content with her quiet life—until fate (and her friend Emilia) brings Jongho and his group, Ateez, back into her world.
Pairing: Jongho × Hana (OC)
Tropes: Childhood Friends to Lovers /Second Chances
Genre: Romance, Slice of Life, Light Drama
Featuring: Ateez (as Jongho’s supportive but teasing groupmates), Emilia (from the Idol Series Part I), Atiny, OCs
This Series will have multiple Chapters with around 2500 words. I hope you like it. Please be kind this is my first Fanfiction Project and English is not my first language. (I am open for constructive criticism). I will try to upload 3-4 chapters everyday.
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Chapter Three
Hana’s POV
The next morning, Hana opened her bookstore as usual, but the atmosphere felt different.
She had always found comfort in her daily routine—unlocking the doors, setting up the displays, brewing tea while she organized the shelves. It was her sanctuary, a space she had built to keep the world at bay.
But today, her thoughts were restless.
No matter how hard she tried to focus on the tasks in front of her, her mind kept drifting back to the night before.
To him.
Jongho.
The way he had looked at her. The way his voice had softened when he said her name. The way her heart had clenched when she pretended not to recognize him.
Hana shook her head, exhaling sharply.
She didn’t have time for this.
The bell above the door chimed, pulling her out of her thoughts.
Emilia walked in, a bright smile on her face. „Morning, Hana!“
Hana returned the smile, grateful for the distraction. „You’re here early.“
Emilia grinned. „I figured I’d check in on you. And—“ she gestured toward the door as Mingi and Yeosang entered „—I brought company.“
Hana stiffened slightly but kept her expression neutral. „Welcome back.“
Mingi beamed. „Told you we’d be back.“
Yeosang nodded in agreement. „I needed another book. And Mingi wanted to talk about yours.“
Hana glanced at Mingi, surprised. „You finished it already?“
„Devoured it,“ Mingi admitted. „It was amazing.“
Hana felt a small sense of pride swell in her chest. „I’m glad you liked it.“
Just as the conversation was settling into something comfortable, the bell above the door rang again. Hana turned instinctively—and froze.
Jongho.
He hesitated in the doorway, his eyes scanning the room before landing on her.
Hana’s pulse quickened, but she forced herself to remain calm. „Can I help you?“ she asked coolly.
Jongho’s jaw tightened. „I was just looking around.“
Mingi and Yeosang exchanged glances but said nothing.
Emilia, however, wasn’t one to let things go unnoticed. She folded her arms, glancing between them. „You two know each other, don’t you?“
Silence.
Hana could feel Jongho watching her, waiting.
But she wasn’t going to make this easy for him.
With a polite smile, she turned back to Mingi. „So, what was your favorite part of the book?“
Jongho clenched his fists.
This was going to be harder than he thought.

Jongho’s POV
Jongho wasn’t sure how long he had stood in the doorway before stepping inside, but it had been long enough for Mingi and Yeosang to pick up on the tension.
He didn’t know why he had come back. Maybe he had convinced himself that seeing Hana again would somehow clear the storm of emotions swirling in his chest. That maybe, if she saw him one more time, she would crack—acknowledge their past, say something.
But all he got was cold detachment.
He watched as Hana skillfully dodged Emilia’s question, choosing instead to focus on Mingi’s enthusiastic review of her book.
“She’s doing it on purpose,” Mingi muttered under his breath as he walked past Jongho. “I don’t know what you did, but you’re in deep.”
Jongho exhaled sharply. “Yeah. I noticed.”
Yeosang, who had been flipping through books nearby, finally spoke up. “Are you going to talk to her?”
Jongho didn’t respond immediately. He wanted to. He had a million things to say. But the way Hana was carrying herself, the way she carefully avoided meeting his gaze, made it clear that she had no intention of giving him the chance.
Still, he wasn’t the type to back down easily.
As Hana wrapped up her conversation with Mingi, she turned back to the counter, busying herself with organizing a few books. Jongho took the opportunity and stepped forward.
“Your store is nice,” he said, his voice measured.
Hana didn’t look up. “Thank you.”
A pause.
Jongho took a breath. “How long have you been running it?”
Hana’s fingers tightened slightly on the book in her hands, but her voice remained neutral. “A few years now.”
Jongho nodded, searching for something, anything, that would break the wall she had put up. “You always loved books.”
Hana finally met his gaze, and for a brief moment, something flickered in her expression. Something unguarded.
Then it was gone.
She placed the book down and gave him a polite, distant smile. “It’s good to see you enjoying them too.”
It was a clear dismissal. A subtle way of saying, this conversation is over.
Jongho clenched his jaw but forced himself to nod. “Yeah. Guess I’ll see you around.”
Hana didn’t respond, turning back to her work.
And just like that, he felt like a stranger again.
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Jongho arrived at the practice room earlier than usual, hoping the quiet would help him clear his head. The past few days had been a mess of emotions—ones he didn’t want to deal with. But ignoring them wasn’t working. No matter how much he tried to push away thoughts of Hana, her face kept appearing in his mind—her carefully neutral expression, the distance in her voice, the way she had looked at him as if he were nothing but another customer.
His stomach twisted. He knew he had no right to expect anything different. He had been the one to leave. He had been the one who didn’t say goodbye.
With a sharp exhale, he started warming up, stretching his legs and rolling out his shoulders. Maybe if he exhausted himself today, he’d finally get some sleep tonight.
The door opened behind him, and the rest of Ateez filtered in, chatting loudly. Wooyoung was the first to notice Jongho already there and smirked. „Look at that, our maknae’s being extra productive today.“
Jongho ignored him and continued stretching. He should’ve known this was coming. The second they realized he had been acting off, they were going to latch onto it like seagulls to food.
„He’s been in his thoughts lately,“ Yunho added, plopping onto the floor beside Jongho. „A little too much.“
Mingi chuckled as he placed his water bottle down. „I mean, he did run into an old friend recently.“
Jongho shot him a look. „Seriously?“
„Oh, so there is something to talk about?“ San teased, leaning against the mirror. „Spill.“
Hongjoong sighed but looked mildly amused. „Alright, let’s make it quick. If we start practice late because of whatever drama this is, I’ll make you all stay an extra hour.“
Seonghwa, always the more composed one, studied Jongho curiously. „It’s about Hana, isn’t it?“
Jongho froze mid-stretch, then scowled. „You guys have way too much time on your hands.“
Wooyoung cackled. „We’re your team. Your business is our business.“
Jongho sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. „Fine. Yes. It’s about Hana.“
A chorus of knowing hums and whistles echoed through the room.
„You definitely still have feelings for her,“ Wooyoung said matter-of-factly.
Jongho rolled his eyes. „It’s not that simple.“
„It never is,“ Seonghwa said with a small shrug. „But that doesn’t mean you should ignore it.“
Jongho hesitated, jaw tightening. „She doesn’t want anything to do with me. I screwed up. And she made it clear she’s moved on.“
„Did she actually say that?“ Mingi asked, tilting his head. „Or did she just pretend not to know you?“
Jongho looked away. „Same thing.“
San shook his head. „No, it’s not. If she didn’t care at all, she would’ve acted normally. But she didn’t. That means something.“
Jongho frowned. „And what am I supposed to do? Just show up at her store and beg for forgiveness?“
Wooyoung smirked. „Now that would be entertaining.“
Hongjoong clapped his hands. „Alright, enough of this. Let’s start practice before this turns into an episode of a K-drama. Jongho, deal with your feelings later. Right now, we work.“
Grateful for the excuse to focus on something else, Jongho nodded. But as the music started and they fell into their routines, his mind remained tangled in the past.

Hana’s POV
The bookstore was quiet that afternoon, a stark contrast to the storm raging inside Hana’s head.
She sat behind the counter, fingers absentmindedly tracing the rim of her tea cup. The encounter with Jongho at the store had left an ache in her chest she wasn’t ready to acknowledge. It had been years, but seeing him again brought back a whirlwind of memories she had thought she’d buried for good.
She had told herself she was over it. Over him. But when she saw him standing in her store, looking at her like she was someone he had lost, it had taken everything in her not to crack. Pretending not to recognize him had been the only way she could keep herself from breaking apart.
The bell above the door jingled, pulling her from her thoughts. She looked up, expecting a customer, but instead, Emilia strolled in with a knowing expression.
„How long are you going to pretend this isn’t bothering you?“ she asked, leaning on the counter.
Hana sighed, rubbing her temples. „Not now, Emilia.“
„Yes, now,“ Emilia insisted. „I just had to listen to Jongho’s entire team talk about how miserable he’s been since seeing you again.“
Hana’s stomach twisted. „That’s not my problem.“
Emilia folded her arms. „You could at least hear him out.“
Hana let out a bitter laugh. „Oh, now he wants to talk? After all these years? After deciding I wasn’t worth a goodbye? No thanks.“
Emilia softened, sitting on one of the stools near the counter. „Hana… I know he hurt you. And I know it’s not something you can just forgive overnight. But don’t you want closure?“
Hana looked away. Closure. The word felt heavy, like something she had wanted for so long but was too afraid to grasp.
„I don’t know if I can face him,“ she admitted quietly. „What if it just makes everything worse?“
Emilia reached out, squeezing her hand. „Then at least you’ll know. And maybe that’s better than spending the rest of your life wondering.“
Hana exhaled slowly. Maybe Emilia was right. Maybe it was time to stop running from the past. But confronting Jongho meant reopening wounds she wasn’t sure had ever fully healed.
She stared at the rows of books around her, her sanctuary. This place had been built from her dreams, her hard work, her resilience. She had made a life for herself without him. Did she really want to risk letting him back in?
The doorbell jingled again, and for a split second, her heart stuttered.
But it wasn’t Jongho.
Just another customer.
Hana swallowed the lump in her throat, nodding to Emilia. „I’ll think about it.“
Emilia smiled. „That’s all I ask.“
As the afternoon went on, Hana tried to push aside the thoughts that refused to leave her alone. But deep down, she knew—this wasn’t something she could ignore forever. Whether she was ready or not, Jongho was back in her life.
And sooner or later, she’d have to decide if she wanted to let him stay.
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The bookstore was quiet that afternoon. The steady hum of the city outside filtered through the windows, but inside, all Hana could hear was the soft rustle of pages turning as a few customers browsed the shelves. Normally, this was her favorite part of the day—a peaceful lull where she could focus on organizing the inventory, making notes for her next book, or simply enjoying the comforting presence of stories around her.
But not today.
Today, her thoughts were restless, circling the same place they had been ever since he had walked back into her life.
Jongho.
She had been doing fine. Better than fine, really. She had built something for herself, something that didn’t revolve around the past or broken promises. And yet, the moment he walked into her store, the foundation she had so carefully constructed had started to crack.
She knew Emilia was right—she couldn’t avoid this forever. But knowing that didn’t make it any easier.
The bell above the door chimed, signaling a new customer. Hana automatically turned to greet them, the words forming out of habit.
“Welcome—”
She stopped. Her breath hitched.
Jongho stood in the doorway, his expression unreadable, his hands stuffed into the pockets of his jacket. The sight of him here, alone this time, sent a ripple of unease through her.
Hana’s fingers tightened around the book she had been holding. “Can I help you?”
Jongho hesitated for a moment before stepping forward, his movements careful, almost hesitant. “I… need to talk to you.”
Her heart pounded against her ribs. She forced her voice to remain steady. “I’m working.”
“I’ll wait.” His voice was firm, but there was a quiet urgency to it.
Hana exhaled sharply. She could feel the eyes of a few customers lingering, sensing the tension in the air. The last thing she wanted was an audience for whatever this was.
She glanced toward the small reading nook in the back. “We can talk there,” she said stiffly before leading the way.
Once they were seated across from each other, Jongho rested his elbows on his knees, fingers interlaced as he stared at the floor for a long moment.
Then, finally, he spoke. “I’m sorry.”
Hana’s breath caught. She hadn’t expected him to get to the point so quickly.
“For what?” she asked, though she already knew the answer. She just wanted to hear him say it.
Jongho lifted his gaze to meet hers. “For leaving. For disappearing without a word. For hurting you.”
Hana clenched her jaw. The sincerity in his voice chipped away at the walls she had built around her heart.
She looked away, focusing on the bookshelves instead of the man sitting in front of her. “You can’t just show up years later and say you’re sorry like that makes it okay.”
“I know,” he admitted, voice thick with regret. “I don’t expect you to forgive me right away. Or at all. But I needed to say it.
Silence stretched between them. The words she had wanted to say for years burned in her throat, but she didn’t know how to let them out.
Jongho sighed. “I was young. Stupid. I thought cutting you off would make it easier. I convinced myself that if I let go first, it wouldn’t hurt as much.”
Hana let out a humorless laugh. “Did it work?”
Jongho shook his head. “No.”
Hana swallowed, gripping the edge of the table. She wanted to stay angry. It was easier that way. But the sadness in Jongho’s eyes made it difficult to ignore the part of her that had missed him, the part that had spent years wondering what happened to the boy she once trusted more than anyone.
“I don’t know if I can forgive you,” she admitted, voice barely above a whisper.
Jongho nodded, as if he had expected that answer. “I understand.”
Another pause. Hana’s fingers relaxed slightly, though her heart still felt heavy. “So why now?” she finally asked. “Why come back?”
Jongho exhaled. “Because I never stopped thinking about you. And when I heard your name again, I couldn’t ignore it anymore.”
Hana’s chest tightened. She didn’t know what to say to that.
Before she could figure it out, a customer approached the counter, breaking the tension. She stood abruptly. “I have to get back to work.”
Jongho nodded slowly. “Okay.”
But as she turned to leave, he added, “I won’t stop trying, Hana.”
She paused for just a second before continuing toward the counter, refusing to let him see the way his words had shaken her.
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My fellow atiny! I need help with something.
I am brand new to buying K-pop merch. I bought the Ateez Seasons Greetings from Hello82 back in November on preorder. And I’m still waiting to get it. I was checking on it today and I see it says it is sold out now. Am I going to get it?
I have never bought from Hello82 before so I don’t know if I’m supposed to contact them or wait a little longer to see. I just didn’t know it would be taking this long.
I had seen other people post about how they didn’t get something they ordered until a month after it went on sale. Even though it’s been 3 weeks now since it went on sale and I have never received an email saying it was shipped. 😔 so should I be contacting them?
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Hongjoong PM 9 : 07/30/23

(He did a live with no messages and i had just caught it before it went away 😭😭)
He said he had started the live before he goes to sleep. He said he had eaten gyukatsu with wooyoung and jongho after waterbomb. He said he hasn't had the chance to go out to eat much so he did today with a couple members.
He said his outfit for waterbomb wasn't danger and was safe. He said he isn't working out to build muscle but to have a pretty body since he thinks big muscles wouldn't suit him well.
He said that he was playing bouncy on their game superstar ateez but he said it was pretty difficult. He asked if we have played it yet (I personally refuse till my skills are food enough, they will never be good enough 😔) he said he looks at others around him play it so effortlessly.
He said he was thinking of working on some music before bed , but after he had eaten and taken a shower, he was feeling sleepy.
He said that the waterbomb guns were a little difficult to work with since they only sprayed in one direction if they were left on. He said that they had to be moved in order for it to hit others and it was a lot of work. He said he was sorry to those who got hit by lots of water during their performance. He asked if the atinys who had gone to see them got home safe.
He said he was a little nervous and worried about the adage but after he had gone on and during the performance he ended up having lots of fun and was super excited. He was running around the stage asking atiny with water guns to spray him subtly. He said he did this live to come thank everyone for going to cheer them on.
He said that festivals and events like this are really enjoyable for him and it's something lots of fans like. He said atiny come to these things to see them and there might be some who are more hesitant to since they might not like the atmosphere but he said as long as atiny are happy, it's ok.
He hopes we can be happy seeing ateez and just be happy in general. He said it's the same for them as well. He said that he sometimes finds events like this difficult but as long as he's preforming in front of us, he is comfortable and happy, even if it's their first time at an event like waterbomb. He says that when he preforms infront of us, he feels all his worry melt away. (He really got me sobbing😭😭 I hate how this live isn't available anymore, it was my new comfort live...:()
He said he was thankful to us since we were the ones who made them more comfortable and made it possible for them to do these kinds of things. (Get yourself an artist who realizes they are where they are because of the fans who love them and support them *clears throat* 🤨 anyways, stan ateez <3)
Someone asked about his eye and he said that it was a lot better today :D
He said he was now going to bed and wished us a goodnight. He said he loves us <3 and then did a little countdown from 5 (he even count the halves like 2.5, 1, 1.5) before ending the live 🤩
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Rotate || C. San
❥ Pairing: Choi San x Reader
❥ Word Count: 9.4k
❥ Rating: M
❥ Genre: strangers to lovers au, smut, non-idol au, fluff, humor
❥ Warnings: lots of smut, explicit language, unprotected sex, teasing, dirty talk, praise kink, San's mouth is filthy, jealous San, creampie, intercourse
❥ Summary: During a late-night ice cream run to the supermarket, you bump into a handsome guy with a green streak in his hair that claims to have met you at the club the weekend before. When you confess to not remembering him, he becomes determined to make sure you never forget him again.
❥ Moodboard: Edit 1
❥ Song Inspiration: Rotate (Clockwise) by Rak-Su
❥ A/N: This is my first ever ATEEZ fanfic, so much longer than originally planned. I recently joined the fandom 2-3 weeks ago, and I'm so excited to start writing. As you can tell, San is my bias, and this man makes me WEAK in the knees. I have so many fics planned, so please support me! I hope you guys like this one! Can't wait to make new ATINY friends <3

Hmm, should you try one of the new flavors? Usually, you stick to buying the mango-flavored mochi ice cream, but today there was a new arrangement of flavors on display. Green Tea, Red Bean, Strawberry, Vanilla, and Mint Chocolate Chip.
“I recommend the mint chocolate chip. It’s one of my favorites.” A soft voice interrupts your thought process, causing you to turn around only to see an incredibly attractive guy standing behind you.
You couldn’t help but feel a little awkward, not used to handsome guys just walking up and talking to you. If anything, they didn’t really look your way, and if they did, they never approached you.
“Oh well, thank you for the suggestion,” you shyly smile, giving a slight head nod before turning around. Your fingers trail over the mint chocolate chip package, seriously considering it. Mint chocolate chip wasn’t exactly your favorite, but you weren’t against it.
“Don’t you remember me?”
The question catches you off guard as you stare at him, trying to organize your thoughts. You were certain you would remember this man from just the bright green streak in his hair, but you couldn’t place him.
The more you gaze at his face, the more his features remind you of a fox. His face shape is very defined, and his jawline is so intense. God certainly took his time with this creation. For some reason, you couldn’t move away from his eyes and how they remained fixed on your own.
“I’m sorry, I don’t. Should I?”
You honestly wanted to curse yourself at this moment as his eyes flitted over your frame. The thought of dressing up as you did a quick run to the supermarket didn’t cross your mind. It was late at night, and you just wanted something cool to help with the boiling summer heat. That meant running out of the house in a slightly cropped white t-shirt and short black biker shorts.
This night would always be stuck in the back of your head forever. The words your father always told you about looking presentable in public suddenly entered your mind, and of course, you should’ve listened to his advice.
“I’m San. We danced together in the club last weekend,” he says, as the tip of his tongue does a quick swipe across his pink lips.
That simple motion was enough to make your knees buckle, but you must keep it together. Thinking back to that night, your close friend Jackson had you taking long shots straight from a Hennessey bottle. The only reason you couldn't remember him is probably cause you were drunk off your ass.
He doesn’t need to know that.
Truth is, San caused something to stir in your stomach. It had been such a long time since a guy actually gave you attention like this, and he was breathtakingly beautiful. He was far from the guys you typically went after, and maybe that’s a good thing.
The last thing you want is to seem desperate, though the only way to avoid that is to seem uninterested. Or at least seem hard to get.
“I’m sorry, your name doesn’t ring a bell. I danced with many people that night,” you explain, sounding calm and confident. The original reason you entered the supermarket returns to your mind, and you focus on the shelves again, your body turning away from him.
From the corner of your eye, San straightens his posture, not expecting that answer from you at all. He knew you wouldn’t have been alone at the club. Of course, you would have caught the eyes of many guys, but he was certain you would’ve remembered him at least.
“I guess you weren’t that memorable,” you finish, settling on the mint chocolate chip mochi box.
As you turn around, ready to leave, your breath hitches at San’s tall frame looming over you. His eyes are different from before. Instead of the bright wide doe-eyed guy from earlier, his eyes are darker, more intense, and slightly narrowed. You hadn’t realized how tall he was before, but here you were, craning your neck to look up at him.
His plush lips part when suddenly a familiar voice breaks the heated staredown.
“Woah, Y/N! I see you’ve met San!”
An energetic Wooyoung makes his way to San, followed by Hongjoong, hands full of different chips and snacks. San’s eyes flicker between you and the guys when suddenly something registers in his mind. Wooyoung drapes an arm over San’s shoulder, pulling him close and creating some distance between the two of you.
“You guys know each other?” San beats you to ask the question. It certainly was a small world, after all.
Wooyoung laughs while patting San on the chest before looking at you, “This is our childhood best friend we kept telling you about. He just moved to the city.”
What were the chances you would run into the guy you had heard countless stories about almost every day?
“So this is the best friend you guys talk about every time we hang out?” You do a quick once over of him, matching his image to the third friend in the stories you always wondered about.
“Well, it looks like I am memorable after all,” San slightly smirks as his eyes focus on yours, widening, and cheeks lightly flushing.
“Are we missing something?” Hongjoong asks as he stands next to you, him and Wooyoung exchanging glances.
“It’s nothing important,” you quickly reply, earning a slight scoff from San as he runs his fingers through his black hair, muscles flexing from the motion.
Hongjoong organizes the snacks in his hands as he turns to look at you.
“Are you busy tonight? You should come out with us.”
Wooyoung’s loud laughter causes a couple a few feet away to pause and stare before returning to their shopping.
“Y/N busy? Do you see what she’s wearing? You’re having one of your depressing movie nights, aren’t you?”
Wooyoung motions to the box of ice cream in your hand before shaking his head in laughter. Of course, you were so predictable. He and Hongjoong knew you like the back of their hands. Your routine on Saturday nights was usually the same if you weren’t with them or other friends.
“They aren’t depressing! You just don’t have taste,” you exclaim, crossing your arms and glaring at him, a small pout appearing on your face.
“No, I have to agree. Watching The Notebook and Dear John on a Saturday night is depressing,” Hongjoong agrees while squishing you against his side in a comforting hug.
San stands there watching the little conversation between the three of you in silence. He could see why Hongjoong and Wooyoung would be close friends with you. In a way, you reminded him of himself.
Back home, he would usually stay in on the weekends and hang out in front of the TV, preferring to be alone. Since moving to the new city, though, he wanted to break those old habits, so he agreed to go out with the guys tonight.
“Fine, I’ll go out with you guys tonight, but on one condition,” you say, breaking San away from his thoughts as he glances down at your small self.
“What is it?” Hongjoong asks, his eyes lighting up at the thought of you finally going to the club with them.
“Wooyoung’s buying my ice cream,” you say, tossing the box into his hand with a grin before walking ahead of them, a small giggle leaving your lips.
“Ya! I’m always buying your ice cream, I swear!” Wooyoung shouts jokingly as he follows behind you, happy you agreed to their plans.
Hongjoong catches up to them, San trailing behind as he watches how your hips sway with each step. A smile breaks across his lips as he thinks of you, realizing that he enjoys your feistiness more than he expected.

“Wooyoung, I don’t know how I feel about this dress,” you nervously express while pivoting back and forth in front of the mirror.
It was far from anything you had ever worn out to the club. The dress was bought sometime last summer while on a trip with a few close friends of yours. They had convinced you to buy it, exclaiming that it was about time you stepped out of your comfort zone.
The last thing you expected was for Wooyoung to pull it out from the depths of your closet and toss it on the bed, a pair of matching sparkly black heels beside it. You tend to stray away from sparkly short dresses, but this one caught your attention because of the beautiful strappy back.
The self-conscious feeling begins to rise at the idea of forgoing a bra. You always wore bras in every dress you bought, but the intricate back of this one made it impossible.
“Oh, come on! I’ve never seen you in something like this! You look banging too!” He shouts while motioning to your figure as if presenting you to an audience.
Well… maybe you could wear it out. The dress was bound to come out of the closet at some point, and Wooyoung was the only one who could convince you to wear it. You had let your hair down in loose curls and decided to keep your makeup simple. You did your regular face routine with the addition of some eyelashes, winged eyeliner, and of course, a bold red lip.
While you were busy studying yourself in the mirror, you hadn’t noticed that Wooyoung had left the room, heading out to call for a ride to the club.
Instead, standing in his place against your bedroom door stood San, his brown eyes scanning over your body multiple times before settling on your face. He was certain you were trying to put him into a trance. He couldn’t figure out where to look, completely captivated by you.
“Wooyoung, I’m not sure about this. I’ve never worn anything like this. Some guys can get touchy in the club, and I don’t want to start any problems,” you huff out a little disappointed before turning around.
You almost stumble a little, completely unaware of the moment San entered your room. He was leaning against the door, arms crossed and noticeable beneath the fitted black dress shirt he wore, the first two buttons opened and exposing his chest. The black skinny jeans he wore pressed against his legs a little too perfect as he straightened himself.
“You look stunning in that,” he says, his voice suddenly sounding deeper than before.
It’s hard to swallow as you look at him, trying to avoid eye contact but hopelessly failing. He has siren eyes; you're sure of it. The man might even be a siren himself or some damn mythical creature. That might not even be the right word to describe him, but all you know is that it becomes hard to breathe every time he’s near.
“T-thank you,” you manage to stutter out, nerves on complete display for him. His light chuckle warms your heart as he steps towards you, eyes locked on your own.
Your fingers fumble with the short fabric at the end of your dress, lightly biting down on your bottom lip before releasing it.
“I'm not sure. I know how guys are at the club. I don’t want to get into any problems,” you nervously explain to San, his head tilting to hear your concern.
His brows furrow in confusion, and you’re sure he hadn’t thought about that. Maybe he would agree that you should change out of the short dress and put on something else.
“That’s not an issue. Wear the dress. I can fight,” he softly breathes, the look on his face absolutely serious and firm. This was when you were sure your knees would buckle from that sentence and look alone.
Luckily before you can reply, Hoongjoong enters the room, announcing that the ride is 5 minutes away. You stumble back a little, caught off guard by Hongjoong and aware of the proximity between you and San.
Before you can fall back, San’s strong hand wraps around your wrist, tugging you forth and right into his chest. A soft floral and sweet scent enters your senses, and all you want to do is bury yourself there.
“Ya! Y/N, you’re so clumsy. Let’s go,” Wooyoung shouts, dragging you away from San before looking back and shooting his friend a wink.
San stands there in shock, not expecting Wooyoung to pick up on his interest in you. He thought he was doing well keeping it a secret, but clearly not well enough if Wooyoung noticed.

I just wanna see you rotate, both ways
I just wanna see you rotate, slowly
The music booms loudly in your ears as the bass thunders in your chest, and your favorite song begins. The club was becoming more and more crowded as the minutes went by. The four of you had been here about a little over an hour, and the vibes were only getting better.
“This is my song! Let me show you!”
Your voice is barely heard over the sound of the music as you shout to Hongjoong, your hands in the air and hips swaying to the rhythm. Wooyoung had disappeared some time ago, most likely looking for some girl to take home.
The last time you saw San, he was sitting at the bar, a few girls immediately flocking towards him. Of course, it made you feel some type of way, the way he smiled at them, but the two of you aren’t together.
He’s single.
And so are you.
“Oooo, wait, take this shot first and let me see!” Hongjoong yells as he pushes what’s probably your fifth tequila shot of the night into your hands, quickly downing his own. Taking a deep breath, your head tilts as the cool liquid slides down your throat, the burn immediately settling in your stomach as a new wave of confidence takes over.
Your hands glide up and down your arms as the rhythm and lyrics take over your body. The flashing blue and green laser lights of the nightclub gave you an adrenaline rush, your skin heating up from the shot and other bodies brushing up against you.
Hongjoong disappears from your sight for a few seconds before he reappears, tugging your wrist towards the bar.
Mingi, the tall and buff bartender you became quick acquaintances with due to your many appearances at his club, sent a wink your way before he tapped the counter twice. Confusion settles onto your face as your head tilts to the side, Hongjoong pulling you next to him.
“Only for you! Just this once!”
Mingi shouts before his hands rest on your waist, and you’re hoisted up until your heels touch the flat surface of the counter. Your heart stammers at the realization that they want you to dance on the bar. Cheers and shouts erupt around you as people start to notice.
One time, let me put it 'pon ya
Two times, let me put it 'pon ya
The nerves slowly vanish as you feel the music, your hips ticking side to side as more people corner around the bar. The attention you’re feeling only empowers you even more as you lean forward, arching your back and moving your waist in a slow wine.
Three times I try, you caught my eye
You know what's on my mind
You glance around at the crowd, drowning in the attention and feeling of so many eyes amazed by you. When you make contact with those familiar, dark, and slightly narrowed eyes, your breath falters a little. San sits at the end of the bar, body leaning back against the chair as he tracks your every turn, dip, and bend.
“Wooo, you look hot, Y/N,” Wooyoung shouts as he appears behind San, hand resting on his shoulder. Wooyoung raises his shot in the air to you before sending it back down his awaiting mouth.
Why you acting so shy?
Come and take the spotlight
Gracefully and in time with the beat, you dance towards the end of the bar, very aware of the girls sitting on each side of San, watching you with bitter stares. Just as your favorite part of the song plays, you drop low in front of him, aware of how high your dress rises, barely covering your ass.
Baby, make your body go clockwise, anti-clockwise
Baby, make your body go clockwise, anti-clockwise
The alcohol floods your veins as Hongjoong, Wooyoung, Mingi, and the screams of other people sound in your ear. Your fingers fasten in the top of your hair as your hips twist in circles, fingers moving to caress down your arms, putting on a sexy show for one man in particular.
San licks his lips, one eyebrow lifting as his eyes take in every inch of your body, your ass on display for him, and god was he blessed. Never had he ever received a dance from a girl in all of his years of dancing, and from the way, you were gazing at him, he knew this was his first.
As the song comes to a slow finish and the next one starts, Mingi helps you down the bar, and you make your way towards the three guys you entered the club with.
Wooyoung and Hongjoong pull you in between them, squishing you against their warm bodies as they hug you close.
“I have never seen you dance like that,” Hongjoong shouts as he looks at you in complete awe.
“Wow, I’m surprised you’re not a dancer with smooth movements like those,” San says before taking a sip from the glass in his hand.
“See, that’s a huge compliment coming from a dancer like San!”
Hongjoong smiles as he looks between the two of you. You knew from the countless stories Wooyoung told that he was a pretty well-known backup dancer, but you hadn’t realized he was that good, and your cheeks began to heat up.
“This was all my doing,” Wooyoung says as he looks at you, “I knew the dress would bring out a different side of you that you’ve been hiding!”
A soft smile settles across your face as you realize he’s right. There’s no way you would’ve been bold enough to dance like that on the bar in a different dress. With all their eyes on you and no idea what to say, you thought of the one thing that would make you feel more relaxed.
“How about another round of shots?!” You begin to walk away and head towards Mingi on the other side of the bar without waiting for a reply when Hongjoong’s hands suddenly shoot onto your shoulders.
“Woah, we just had a shot less than 10 minutes ago.”
Hongjoong was right about that, but taking a shot might ease your nerves around San. He wouldn’t stop looking at you with that intense stare as he sips his drink. You had no idea what he was drinking, but if you had to guess, maybe it was vodka.
“Yea, wait here. I’m gonna get you water instead,” Wooyoung shouts over the loud music before ruffling your hair a little and heading towards the busy bartender.
“Water? Are you guys serious? I’m not even drunk,” You pout, looking at Hongjoong with wide eyes while wrapping your arms around his neck.
He tries so hard to hold his laugh in but fails and just shakes his head at you. His soft hands reach up to unclasp yours from his neck, looking over at San as he speaks.
“Please watch her. She’s had her fun for the night. I’m gonna call for a ride to take her home,” Hongjoong explains.
San sends a smile his way, assuring him not to worry about you. Now that Hongjoong leaves, reality sinks in. You’re stuck here with San watching you. All you want to do is disappear into the crowd of people, and that’s exactly what the voice in your head tells you to do.
Just as you get about five feet away and into the crowd, a really tight grip encircles your hips, pulling your hips flush against a firm body. The hardness against your back is the first thing you notice, and you’re in shock.
Before you even turn around, the presence behind you fades as if it was in your imagination. The hardness was there one second and gone within half a second.
“Touch her again, and I’ll break your fucking hands.”
The low and threatening voice is the first thing you notice as your eyes land on a fuming San. His jaw clenches as he fists the shirt of some guy clearly drunk off his ass, now looking like a deer in headlights. The guy raises both hands in surrender as he mumbles out a jumble of words before San lets him go, and he takes off.
Standing there, you’re unsure what to do. Maybe you should thank him, but you didn’t ask him to do that. You didn’t need him to protect you, but he still did it. He’s still pissed. You can tell from the way he stands there, still looking in the direction of the guy, shoulders tense and jaw clenched.
A deep breath exits his mouth as he turns around to look at you, his face immediately relaxing as his brown eyes meet yours. You swallow, mouth feeling dry as he slowly walks over to you, head tilting as he studies your face. One of his ring-clad fingers ghosts over your cheek before tucking a stray curl behind your ear.
“Are you okay?” San asks as his eyes soften.
Out of all the expressions you had seen from him, this was a first. You didn’t think it was possible for him to show concern since he was always looking at you with those narrowed eyes. All you can do is nod, not able to trust your voice because of the way he’s looking at you.
“It’s because of this dress. Some bastards can’t keep their hands to themselves,” he says while glancing around you before pulling you closer. His hand was comfortably resting on your lower back, the heat from his palm warming up your skin and making it hard to breathe.
“What? You told me to wear the dress in the first place,” you complain, suddenly feeling disappointment fill your head at the thought of him not liking the dress.
As if reading your thoughts, he pushes his tongue into his cheek before sucking his teeth. He noticed how quickly your face had fallen and couldn’t stand seeing you like that.
“I did tell you to wear it. I love the way you look too,” he says, voice more serious as he glances down at you.
“I just don’t like anyone else enjoying the same view as me,” he whispers, tongue wetting his lips as he sucks it into his mouth.
The change in your breathing doesn’t go unnoticed by him as he slowly leans in closer, your senses overtaken by that same soft floral, sweet scent you associated him with. San’s grip on your waist tightens, and you can feel his minty breath wash over your face as he gets closer.
“There you two are!” Wooyoung’s shout makes the two of you jump apart quickly, your friend grinning like a Chesire cat because of the position he had caught you two in.
“Here’s your water, Y/N. Hongjoong was looking for you guys. The ride is gonna be here soon,” he explains as you down the water, the ice coldness soothing your throat and taking away some of the heat you had been feeling.
Wooyoung stands there, eyes flickering between you and San as he shakes his head and slaps him on the back, a chuckle leaving his throat.
“We should go meet Hongjoong,” San shouts over the loud music, unsure how to make things less awkward for you now that Wooyoung had almost seen the two of you kiss.
You nod in agreement, still chugging the water down as the two of them follow closely behind you. Little did you know that the two of them were playfully pushing each other around, Wooyoung excited about the thought of you and San together.

“Damn, where the hell did Wooyoung go?” Hongjoong groans as he looks around the front of the building used to this happening. He was always taking on the parent role in the group even if he didn’t want to.
“I thought you saw him sneak back into the club with that blonde girl,” San comments while shrugging his shoulders, clearly not concerned with his friend’s whereabouts.
You stifle a laugh as Hongjoong throws his head back, sweat trickling down the side of his forehead from his constant running around before he once again enters the nightclub.
“Wait here for the ride,” he orders, giving you both one last look before entering the swarm of bodies.
Right as he enters the building, two girls walk out, giggles erupting from their lips but suddenly becoming serious as they traipse over to San leaning against the brick exterior. You recognize them as the two girls that were sitting around him earlier in the club.
“What are you waiting here for? You can come home with us,” One of the girls giggles while trailing the tips of her fingers across the top of his exposed chest. The way she looked up at him with giant doll eyes made you want to throw up all the shots you had downed.
“Yea, we can show you a very good time,” the slightly shorter friend smiles as she squeezes his bicep and earns a soft chuckle from him.
You were pissed at Wooyoung and Hongjoong for leaving you with him. The last thing you wanted was to watch these two girls drool all over him. The worst part about it is that he was actually entertaining them, chuckling and tilting his lips as his eyes flicker back and forth between the two.
“Fuck this,” you mutter to yourself, head fuming at what you were witnessing.
It’s been almost 10 minutes since you’ve been waiting for the damn ride and you were done waiting. The cool breeze helps calm your emotions as you begin the walk back to your apartment. This area's streets are pretty noisy, with other people entering and leaving the different strings of clubs up and down the block.
You don’t even glance back to see if San notices you walking away. Truthfully, you didn’t think he would care, and why would he? He was occupied with not one but two girls! Pain shoots through your feet as the aftermath of wearing heels for so long finally begins to settle. Your apartment is only a 10-minute walk away; if you power through the pain, you can make it.
“Y/N, is that you?” The voice causes you to halt in your tracks, turning to notice a very happy and smiling Seonghwa entering your line of sight.
“Oh my gosh, Hwa! It’s so nice to see you!” Excitement runs through your veins, replacing the bitter emotions from before. It was nice to see a familiar face and one that was like family at that.
“Damn, you went to the club like that? Let me see you do a spin,” he grins, holding out his hand for you to grab onto.
Giggles erupt from your lips as you twirl for him, the club's neon blue and green lights swirling in your vision. He lets out a low whistle that has your mood soaring through the roof and a wide smile spreading across your face.
“Were you at the club with your friends?” You ask him as he stops spinning you, his hands resting on your hips.
He looks back towards the entryway of the other club, replying, “Yea, I was out with Yeosang, Yunho, and Jongho. I’m leaving now, though. I’ve had my fun. Do you need a ride home?”
Someone must have been watching over you because you swear Seonghwa was an angel sent in a time of need when you needed help the most. He grins widely, noting the relief that washes over your face from his offer.
“Yes, please! My feet are killing me, Hongjoong is still looking for Wooyoung in the club, and San is busy with some girls,” you ramble on, voice coming out slower and softer towards the end.
“San,” Seonghwa states instead of questioning, and you’re confused for a second until you feel a firm pressure on your hips, Seonghwa’s hands falling and being replaced with tighter ones.
“Yes, that’s my name.” A shiver runs down your spine as his cool breath hits your neck, your body tensing from his closeness.
Turning around in his arms and away from his body, his warmth immediately leaves you. A frown fixes on his lips from your reaction, but it passes as he looks at Seonghwa, eyes narrowing.
“What are you doing here?” You ask him, feeling irritated with the way he glares at Seonghwa. His brown eyes shift to your face, brows pulling together as he speaks.
“I was in the middle of a conversation, and when I looked up, you were gone. I saw you turn the corner and followed you. I was worried,” he explains, voice low as he runs through everything in his mind.
The concern in his voice has you softening for a minute, and warmth fills your heart as you realize he came looking for you. Then within a second, it disappears again as he looks at Hwa with that same glare as before.
“We should get going. Our ride is waiting,” he says, dark eyes unwavering from Hwa.
“I’m good. You can go ahead. Seonghwa is going to take me home,” you state. You don’t back down even when San’s dark eyes stare into your soul. Anyone walking by could easily tell he was pissed off from the look on his face alone.
“You’re leaving with me,” he says even more firmly than before. His body inching forward to grab you when suddenly Hwa steps in front of you, clearly finding amusement in San’s reactions.
“She doesn’t want to leave with you. I’ll take her home.”
The last thing you wanted was to see the two of them having a damn dominance contest. You didn’t come to the club to deal with this. It was supposed to be a night of just fun with friends, and now these two were having a pissing contest.
“She came with me. She’s leaving with me,” San grits out, jaw clenching and face getting closer to Seonghwa with each word.
“Listen,” you shout, stepping in front of Seonghwa and placing your hands on San’s chest to push him back a little.
“I’m leaving with Seonghwa. You were so busy earlier that you didn’t even notice me leaving. You can go have fun with your girls. No need for you to take me home.”
You turn away from him, grabbing onto Seonghwa’s wrist as you lead him to the parking lot. Sure, you felt a little bad, but you didn’t like how he wanted your attention one minute and then was busy with another girl elsewhere the next. You have every right to make your own choices, it wasn’t like the two of you were together.
San’s eyes widen in shock as he processes the words that leave your mouth. He didn’t think you would fight him on this. In fact, he thought you would just give in to avoid any more conflict. He feels like shit as he watches you walk away with Seonghwa.
It was true that he was busy talking to those girls, but they wouldn’t leave him alone. He didn’t want to be rude and tell them to stop talking or just walk away from them. He let them continue their words, letting out some awkward chuckles here and there, but the truth is he didn’t even pay attention to the conversation.
He thought you would turn back, return to him and wait for the ride. It wasn’t until you turned the corner that he realized he fucked up. He sprinted from those girls, not caring to apologize or explain as he ran in search of you.
He thought going after you would make things better, but it just seemed to make things worse, and watching you leave with another guy made him feel something he hadn’t felt in a long time.
Jealous.

It’s about midnight when you finally slump against the couch after saying bye to Seonghwa. Once you reached home, the dress was immediately off your body and replaced with a soft silk black robe.
The heels are neatly placed in your closet, and the only thing remaining is your makeup. The major downside of going out so late at night is removing all of your makeup, especially the eyelashes.
Scrolling through your phone, you send a quick text to Hongjoong and Wooyoung, letting both of them know you got home safely and that Seonghwa gave you a ride. You don’t expect a text from them, certain they’re still at the club or just leaving.
As you look out the window, you’re happy you left the club when you did. It started drizzling when Seonghwa dropped you off, and now it was pouring. Throwing your phone onto the couch, you decide to go take off your makeup when a knock on your door halts your steps.
Glancing at the clock, you wonder who could be knocking at your door at this hour. Assuming it’s most likely Wooyoung or Hongjoon deciding to crash at your place, you swing the door open without a second thought.
The last thing you expect to find is San soaking wet from the rain, clothes dripping wet, hair stuck to his face, and breathing heavily.
He glances at you, noticing the black robe wrapped tightly around your frame, before pushing himself into your apartment. You shut the door, eyebrows pulled together in confusion.
“Where is he?” His chest is moving up and down at a fast and steady pace as he tries to walk by you, his eyes franticly searching all around your apartment.
“Woah, did you run here, San?” You ask, blocking his path as you tug on the side of his black shirt. It was the only thought that came to mind when you noticed how out of breath he was. It had only just started pouring a few minutes ago too.
“Where the hell is he, Y/N? Is he in your room?”
San asks as he begins walking towards your bedroom, a water trail following him. Your hands push against his chest, stopping him before he can even enter the hallway, keeping him in the kitchen and living room area.
“Stop it! You’re dripping water everywhere, San!”
You shout, becoming upset with the mess that he’s creating in your apartment. Cleanliness is one of the most important things you value. Having things in order is always important to you, and with the mess San is causing on all of your floors, you’re about to pull out his and your hair.
San looks down at your hands pressing flat against his chest, his own cold hands wrapping around both of your wrists as he looks you straight in the eyes.
“Answer my damn question, Y/N! Is he here? Was he her-” His eyes are completely dark and fuming as he stares at you, trying to stop himself from imagining you and that punk together.
“Why the hell does it matter?”
You yell, cutting him off and preventing him from finishing his sentence because his actions are so uncalled for.
It was none of his business if Seonghwa was at your place. Taking a step back, you try to tug your wrists from his grasp, only for him to pull you closer, your chin now touching his chest.
“If you interrupt me one more time, Y/N– so help me, god.”
“As if I’m gonna listen to you. Please, what are you gonn- ”
Before you can even finish the sentence, your back is against the front door, San’s drenched body pushing against yours and wetting your robe.
“I’ll show you what I can do about it, but first,” he pauses, his forehead against yours, eyes closed as he takes a deep breath before opening them again and focusing on your eyes.
“I need to know. Were you with him?” The way San asks the question makes your frustration fade away. His voice is soft and almost shaky, as if he’s afraid to hear the answer, but he needs to know.
“I wasn’t with him. Nothing has ever happened between us, and it never will. I don’t think his boyfriend would be too happy, honestly,” you carefully explain and watch as San’s eyes widen in realization. You can visibly see his shoulders relax as he lets out a breath he had been holding.
“But why were you bothered by him so much?”
The question tumbles out of your mouth so quickly before you can even process it. It had been on your mind the entire ride back home with Seonghwa, but you weren’t planning to bring it up at all.
The question tumbles out of your mouth so quickly before you can even process it. It had been on your mind the entire ride back home with Seonghwa, but you weren’t planning to bring it up at all.
It was hard to read San. At first, you thought he might actually be interested in you, but then the next minute, when other girls were around, it was as if you didn’t exist.
“Because you were with him and not me.”
He leans back a little, his arms by the side of your face still trapping you between his body, but now you could see him entirely. A fake chuckle is all you can do to express how you feel, and from the look of surprise on his face, he wasn’t expecting that.
“It didn’t seem like you needed me. You had enough girls to occupy you,” you mockingly reply, catching him slightly flinch from your harsh but true words.
A loud sigh passes through his pink lips as he fists a hand through his wet hair, tugging at the strands in frustration.
“Fuck… I was trying to stay away from you because you’re friends with Wooyoung and Hongjoong. I was trying to distract myself because I don’t want to fuck things up,” he explains slowly, thinking about his words carefully.
His eyes remain on yours the entire time he speaks, and you know it’s the truth as you get lost in his dark eyes and his soft, honey voice.
“Then why did you come here?” The question comes out barely above a whisper, almost unheard because of the pouring rain.
“Because I can’t stop thinking about you since the first night we met. I know you don’t remember, but I do, and I keep remembering it. I’ve been thinking about you all day, and then I ran into you at the store,” San says as he reaches up to gently caress your cheek with his thumb, not imagining that this moment was actually happening.
A small smile touches his lips as he notices how your eyes close and you lean into him.
“I thought it was just a coincidence at first. I’m not someone who believes in fate, but everything changed for me when I found out Wooyoung and Hongjoong knew you too. No one has ever affected me this much. I just can’t get enough of you,” San breathes out his confession, relieved that it’s all out there but unsure of what happens now.
You’re unsure about your feelings for him as you stare at him. You know you have some, but he’s right. Both of you are friends with Wooyoung and Hongjoong, and there’s a risk to the friendship there. If things end badly between you, that could damage many friendships and complicate things.
San starts to feel a little uneasy at your silence. He didn’t expect you to accept his feelings and say you love him, but he expected you to say something at least, even if you rejected him.
Regarding relationships, you were never one to jump into things. You never did one-night stands and considered yourself as someone who prefers long-term relationships.
But as you look at San standing before you and confessing that he hasn’t stopped thinking about you for a second, all of that logic goes out the window and into the storm. You were always thinking with your head; for once, you wanted to let your heart win.
“How badly do you want me?” You quietly ask, looking up at him through your eyelashes.
A groan escapes San’s lips as his tongue wets the surface, “So fucking bad. If it meant giving up dancing to be with you, I’d do it in a heartbeat. Without any regrets.”
You stare up at the man before you, his hand reaching up, gripping your jaw tightly, his silver rings feeling cold against the warm skin of your cheek. His thumb slowly brushes over your bottom lip, admiring the lust swimming in your eyes and the red flush settling onto your cheeks.
Without thinking, you part your lips and slowly wrap them around his thumb, feeling satisfied as the digit starts to sink further into your mouth.
“Fuck, Y/N,” San groans, his eyes hooded in desire, as he pulls his thumb from your mouth, biting his lips as he notices the clear trail of saliva connected to it.
“Kiss me, San.”
That’s all it takes for San to let go and smash his lips onto yours. He kisses softly yet passionately as if he’s trying to get lost in you. He wants to memorize every single curve of your lips and each inch of your mouth as his fingers grip your hips tightly.
It feels as if every inch of your body is on fire, your hands gripping his shirt as you pull him tightly against you. You want more of him. It feels like you’re drowning in his smell, touch, and taste. His fingers draw small circles against your hips over your robe, and the realization of how little clothing you have on hits you.
San lightly teases his tongue against your lips, a smile splitting onto his face as you easily grant him access. His tongue explores your mouth, lightly flicking against your own tongue a few times, giving him complete control.
“Fuck. This is a one-time thing, right?” You manage to say against his lips feeling breathless.
It’s supposed to be a firm statement, but it comes out more like a question. San makes it incredibly hard to think straight when his lips are pressing against yours so rough and hungry. He breaks away from the kiss to talk for a second before continuing his actions.
“You know that’s a lie,” he murmurs while peppering kisses along your jawline and down to your neck, teeth biting the skin there but not deep enough to break this skin.
“This might be the first time, but it definitely won’t be the last,” he says against your neck, leaving small hickeys as he continues down to the top of your robe. His flick up to yours, heat swirling in them, gaze darkening and eyes hooded.
“Don’t give me that look,” you whine out, aware of the wetness gathering between your thighs from just his stare alone.
San chuckles against your chest, his warm breath hitting the slightly exposed skin there.
“What’s the matter, Y/N? Do you get nervous when I look at you like this?” The smirk on his face is disgustingly sexy, and you can’t argue with him. He knows exactly how to use his expressions to his advantage, leaving you in a mess before him.
With a soft thud, your head leans against the wall as you avoid eye contact with him. His stare wasn’t equivalent to a siren. You were wrong to think that before. He had the eyes of a demon, dark and waiting to devour you.
“Don’t be shy now. Where’s the feisty girl from earlier?”
He mumbles against your chest, purposely avoiding the deep neckline of your robe that reveals some cleavage. His lips leave delicate kisses across your chest, his hands wrapping around your thighs and hosting you up against him.
Pride fills him as you let out a loud and needy whine, pulling his head tightly against your chest as he swiftly kicks his shoes off before entering your bedroom.
San tosses you onto the bed, mesmerized by the way your hair spread out around you in a perfect halo, as the robe comes undone, both sides falling open and exposing your smooth skin.
His teeth immediately sinks into his bottom lip, trying to digest that this was happening. You were here, spread out and so needy for him. Willing to let him touch you in ways you could only dream about.
“Please touch me, San,” you beg, moving to sit up only to halt your actions, San shaking his head and telling you not to move.
“God, I love when you say my name,” he groans, fingers making quick work of his black buttoned-down shirt and jeans, the clothing left in a pile at the front of your door.
He can’t keep calm as he takes in every uncovered inch of your skin, from the perfect curve of your breasts and hardened nipples to the red panties he had been picturing all night.
The image was stuck in his head from the moment you flashed him in the club during your dance. He didn’t know if it was intentional or not as you dropped in front of him, legs spread at an angle so only he could see between, but thank god you did.
He carefully drops onto his knees, head dipping low as he presses gentle kisses up your feet, ankles, legs, and thighs until he reaches your center.
“San, please just fuck me. I can’t wait any longer,” you moan, fingers weaving into his hair as you pull him up, his eyes rolling back from your neediness.
“Guess I’ll have to wait until next time to taste you,” he chuckles against your lips, the comment a small reminder that this wouldn’t be the last time.
You want to tell him not to get his hopes up, but the whiny “just fuck me” is all the confirmation he needs. If he made you feel like this, you would never let him leave your apartment.
There’s a scraping of teeth, and a battle of tongues as both of your fingers work to remove the remaining fabric on your bodies. San draws back to look at you, a low “fuck” passing his lips as his mouth latches onto your breast, pulling the flesh into his mouth and moaning loudly. His fingers play with your other breast, pulling and twisting at the nipple before giving it the same attention with his mouth.
You can feel his dick, heavy and hard, slip between your thighs and slowly drag against your wet folds. He pauses his sucking and breathlessly says, “Condom?”
As much as you know you shouldn’t, you shake your head. You’re on the pill but don’t know if San has been with anyone else. You also didn’t have any condoms around, not having an actual sex life, but you were certain San carried one with him.
“I want to feel you. I want you inside of me now,” you moan out, pulling San back to your lips as his hands position your legs around his hips.
San is certain he just died and went to heaven. Not only did you want to have sex with him, but you wanted him to fuck you raw. Truth is, he didn’t prepare for this to happen. He didn’t carry condoms with him like most guys because he wasn’t out looking for sex.
“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you,” San breathes out as he stares into your eyes, the tip of his dick leaking precum as he pushes through your folds, breaching your entrance.
You feel intoxicated by his touch, the pink head of his dick stretching your walls as the smell of his heavenly cologne overflows around you.
You push your hips down, grinding yourself against his length, taking him in another inch as pleasure washes over the both of you. San licks his lips, eyes glued to where your bodies join, enjoying how he fits so snugly.
“Fuck, you’re so big,” you manage to breathe out, continuously clenching as San finally bottoms out completely inside of you. His breathing is just as heavy as yours, experiencing this for the first time. He had never had sex with anyone like this before, and every feeling was magnified.
“You feel so good, baby,” San grunts as he carefully moves his hips back and forth, swearing each time you clench around him.
His hips pick up pace as your moans encourage him, sweat dripping down the side of his forehead as he holds himself up by the forearms, taking in your fucked out expression.
He admires you, your body relaxed and covered in his marks and sweat. In his mind, you looked like a work of art, and he was the proud painter perfecting each brush stroke until you were no longer the clean blank canvas as before. He was determined to leave you a mess, so you would be reminded of his presence in this room even when he wasn’t there.
The sound of his dick moving in and out of you sets your skin ablaze as the squelching sound of your juices gets louder with his hard thrusts. The moans that leave your lips become more obscene as San gives a rough thrust upwards, pushing himself deeper inside of you, hitting that special spot and making your back arch.
“I- I love it when you t-talk dirty,” you struggle to say as the pleasure builds up with each of San’s powerful thrusts.
The smirk that stretches across his face as he looks at you with hooded eyes screams trouble. You’re unsure if telling him that was a mistake, but you’re about to find out.
You’re unsure if telling him that was a mistake, but you’re about to find out. He flips you over, dick never slipping out as he thrusts into you from below, your hands grabbing onto his shoulders as he ruts into you. You’re letting out whines, shaking your head from side to side as the pleasure becomes too intense.
“I know you can take it, baby. I know you love it. Look how good you soak my cock,” San says, his praises encouraging as you look down to watch him disappear into you. His dick is so hard and covered in your wetness, his lower stomach shiny from your arousal.
“Fuck, you’re such a filthy girl. And it’s all for me, right?” He asks as his thumb finds your clit, pressing tight circles on it that draw out a long “yes” from you.
“Only for you. Only for you,” you pant against his lips as you lean forward, San’s hands gripping your ass as he pounds into you.
He’s on the brink of cumming, and when he delivers one powerful thrust, he feels you shake, your pussy holding him incredibly tight as you orgasm, wave after wave hitting you, each stronger than the previous.
He manages to fuck you through it, dick pulsing as your walls constrict around him, praising you as more wetness seeps onto him.
“That’s it, that’s my girl,” he grunts, teeth grinding as your tightening and wetness propels him to chase after his own orgasm as his eyes have trouble finding a place to focus.
He’s reeling in pleasure as the images in front of him take over his mind. His eyes flicker between his thick cock disappearing between your swollen lips, sliding in and out of your wetness and your glassy eyes staring down at him.
“Please give it to me. I want you to cum inside of me. Please, San,” you beg, your words coming out high-pitched and desperate. It was all San needed to hear from you. You didn’t have to beg him, he would give you everything he had, over and over until he was empty.
“Fuck I’m cumming,” he moans loudly, the loudest you’ve heard him tonight, as his thrusts turn sloppy and warmth floods your insides.
Each hot spurt has you clenching around him, further heightening his pleasure as he empties himself, enjoying the view of his cum squeezing out of you.
His hair sticks to his forehead, sweat dripping down his face, neck, and chest. Almost every inch of his skin is covered in sweat, and so is yours. Both of you are a mess, and as you carefully pull off him, a mixture of your wetness and San’s cum spills out onto his stomach, earning a loud moan from him.
“You’re so sexy, baby,” he chuckles, pulling you down by the neck and planting a short and gentle kiss against your lips.
He reaches over to the nightstand, grabbing a tissue to wipe his stomach as you lay beside him, legs sticky with both of your releases. As San catches his breath next to you, dick already softening, you can’t help but mumble, “That was amazing.”
San pulls you closer to his side, one hand hooking around your shoulder as the other settles onto your hip. Head resting on his shoulder, he looks down at you, eyes full of warmth and a mouthful of white teeth on display.
“It was incredible,” he replies, placing a sweet kiss on the top of your head. A peaceful silence fills the room, and he opens his mouth to speak again.
“I hope you know you’re more than just a one-night stand to me. I want you every morning. Every day. Every night. In every way possible,” he whispers, looking down at you, brown eyes sparkling in the soft moonlight.
“I feel the same way too,” you confess, heart swelling and comforted by the fact that this was more than just a night of sex for him.
San leans in, his lips moving to cover yours when a loud bang in the living room suddenly interrupts it.
“What the fuck?” You jump, startled by the noise.
San’s face becomes serious as he stands up, covering you in the blanket at the foot of your bed before pulling on his briefs.
“Stay here. I’ll check it out,” he whispers, about to walk away when you tug onto his wrist.
“Wait! Take this,” you quietly say, leaning over the edge of the bed to pull a metal baseball bat from underneath.
“For protection,” you explain, handing it to him only to receive a soft chuckle. You watch as he steps out into the hallway, anxiously waiting. It’s silent for a few minutes before you hear a loud and annoying voice.
“What the fuck! Are you trying to kill me?! See, I told you, Hongjoong! I knew the two of them would fuck! You owe me 50 bucks!”
Footsteps sound down the hallway, and you pull the sheets closer to your chest, covering any visible skin. An embarrassed San trails in, followed by a drunk Wooyoung and a tipsy Hongjoong.
“I tried to make them leave,” San explains, cheeks flushing as he runs his fingers through his hair.
“Y/N!” Hongjoong whines as he takes another step into the room.
“Now I owe him money,” he drunkenly pouts, looking cute and defeated. All you can do is laugh as San returns to his spot next to you, leaning against the headboard.
“I knew she wouldn't be able to resist him! That’s my boy,” Wooyoung shouts a little too loud, causing Hongjoong to flinch as Wooyoung smiles in triumph.
“Yea, you’re right. She couldn’t resist my charms,” San grins, eyebrows raising as he gives you that sexy look he was talking about.
You lightly slap his chest, cheeks flushing in embarrassment as he pulls you towards him, placing a kiss on your nose before ordering the two trouble makers to leave.
You weren’t entirely sure what would come out of this, but you felt good about it. If this happened when you listened to your heart, you would do it more often.

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Tour Request Part 2:
synopsis: here is part two of tour request ~ K. HJ. , part one here
tags: gnder x Hongjoong, insecure reader, idol au, second pov, fluff with a slight angst
The way you had woken to is a bright light shining on your face and noises coming from around the apartment. You jumped slightly, not thinking about who or what could be making the noises obviously, then you remembered that Joongie got home late and you felt his presence walking around the apartment, but your body was too tired to get up and go look for him. You slowly turn over and reach for your phone that was next to you on the bed stand. You unlocked your phone and immediately took your phone off of do not disturb and the flood of messages and notifications blowing up. You didn't realize what all these notifications were until a headline from an article that your best friend sent.
KIM HONGJOONG HAS ANNOUNCED HIS RELATIONSHIP ON VLIVE TO ATINY
Your eyes got wide, shot up from the bed, and ran downstairs and started yelling for Hongjoong. “Babe, where are you?”, you hear him yell back from the studio you guys put together in the apartment for him to work from time to time when he has a day off. You quickly walked to the door of the studio to see his side profile, messing around with his mixing board. He turned his head to see you and smiled and told you to come in. You walked to the couch as Joongie turned and sat in front of you. “babe I know what you came for and I am sorry that I didn’t say anything to you first, but I got approval from KQ and they said it would be best if I said something before the tour and I wanted to do a vlive since we were scheduled for last night”. You couldn’t say anything due to you both having discussed revealing you guys relationship, but you never thought he would do this soon. “I just wished you had told me before announcing it. I wanted to tell at least some friends so they wouldn’t figure it out with the rest of the world.” You sighed as you put your head in your hands. From the side of you, you could see Joongie sigh and lean towards you. He pulled your hands down from your face and used his hand to pull your chin up so you could look at him. “Just know whatever is happening in that beautiful head of yours, I am here to help you through every step of the way”, he said, kissing your cheek. You softly smiled as a few tears fell from your face. The only thoughts going through your head is how you ended up with this man that was sitting a few inches from you. You kissed his cheeks and then his lips. It was soft and loving, showing the vulnerability between yourself and him. “I am so sorry, and I wish I would have said something earlier, but I wanted to not hide you anymore and I wanted to show the world that I love you and that Atinys and everyone else will accept you and guess what, if they don’t, then fuck them. They have to accept us together or neither of us at all”, he said softly, kissing the sides of your face. You smiled at him, understanding him and kiss him one more time. He stood up, pulling you up with him and into a hug to where he just wanted to hold you. “Ok how about we stay home today? I am off the whole day and we can watch movies or order food or anything you want”, Hongjoong said smiling down at you. You pretended to think long and hard before just telling him that you just wanted to cuddle and rest. “That we can do”, he said kissing the top of your head and grabbing your hand, guiding to you guys bedroom to lay down. You both got comfortable into each other’s arms. As you startd to fall asleep, you heard him whisper something into your ear before kissing your cheek and snuggling into you more.
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Unexpected/ 5
Pairing- Jongho x Named Reader
Word count- 4.3k
Includes- Award show, jealous Jongho, wall sex, table sex, sex from behind, multiple orgasms, fluff
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Part 1. Part 2. Part 3. Part 4
J POV
Standing in front of the mirror, I tug on the bottom of the dress, trying to fix it so I'm comfortable
But I'm not comfortable wearing this color pink or this style of dress
But the managers insisted on it
"Jagi!", I hear Jongho behind me
I slowly turn to him
"Baby you look so beautiful", he gushes, "And your hair! You changed the color. It's pretty"
I force a smile, "Thanks baby"
The managers forced me to change my hair too, change the color to a burgundy red and curl it when that's not what I do normally
The color I like so that's not the main issue
The dress is the most uncomfortable part
"What's the matter?", he instantly asks
It surprises me how much he already knows me
He knows instantly when something is wrong
"Nothing", I answer
"C'mon baby, tell me", he pushes, "I know when something is wrong"
I take a breath, "I just. It's just not my style dress....it's very...uh.... covered...uh innocent"

He takes a step back, looking at the dress
"Yeah I can see that. Does it bother you? I can tell them to change the dress"
"It's ok Jonghie", I answer
I don't want him to get into trouble for anything
I'm not here to start waves
"No baby. You don't like it and I want you to wear something you like"
He starts walking away and I grab his arm, "No Jonghie. Don't"
He stops, turning to me, confusion and suspicion on his face
"Jagi, what aren't you telling me?"
I just shake my head
"Joanne"
I sigh, "I already talked to the stylists and the managers. They uh told me...."
I don't really want to tell him
I don't want him to get upset
"Baby", he calls, running his fingers in my hair, "Tell me baby. Don't be afraid ok?"
I nod, breathing in, "The managers, they uh told me that they want me to look innocent and sweet"
His eyebrows furrow, "Innocent and sweet?"
"Uh yeah. They uh told me that I have to change how I dress to a more innocent girly style. They uh want me to portray that because you're the youngest and you're viewed as the innocent baby"
"Innocent baby? Who the fuck thinks that?", he growls
"ATINY? I don't know they didn't specify"
"This shit stops now. I'm not a fucking baby. And I'm no where near innocent"
Yeah, I know that first hand
He's not innocent
Not by a long shot
"Jonghie please baby, don't"
He moves closer, his hand on my cheek, "Jo, they are not going to make you change who you are ok? You are not changing the way you dress, the way you look to fit some dumb image they want. I have to do that but you don't. You don't work for them. And I'm going to tell them to fuck off"
I hesitate
I like that he's defending me and wanting me to be myself but at the same time I don't want to make problems for him
This is the first time we're going to be in public together and I don't want it to be ruined with bad feelings between him and the managers
"It's fine baby, I'll wear this dress. It's ok"
"No it's not. I don't want you to wear it. So you won't."
"Jongho", I panic
"Don't worry baby", he says, hugging me to him, "It'll be fine baby. I promise"
"Ok baby", I agree
He's going to do it no matter what I say so it's better to support him instead of fighting against him
"I'll be right back jagi", he says, pressing a kiss to my lips
Then he's gone and I sit down, panicking on the inside, hoping everything will be fine
----------------------------------------------------
The car we're in pulls up to the venue and I get so nervous
Wooyoung has been glaring at me and Jongho the whole time we've been around him today
Thankfully he went in the other car
They guys are torn about me and Jongho
Seonghwa, Hongjoong, and Yunho are on our side
They feel that Wooyoung fucked up and that it's not Jongho or my fault we fell in love and if we're happy then all is good
San and Yeosang are on Wooyoung's side, saying that Jongho betrayed Wooyoung by going after me and being with me
Mingi is on the fence
I hate the divide I caused in the group
But I can't tell Jongho that
The one time I tried, a few days ago, he panicked, crying and begging me not to leave him
Which I honestly wasn't going to do
I love him too much to leave him and I'm a complete asshole for that
I calmed him down, promising I wasn't going to break up with him and I was just feeling shitty about the whole situation
He assured me he doesn't care what any of them think and that the group, at least professionally, will be fine
He also promised that everyone will get over it sooner or later
I can only trust what he says and hope for the best
Today is not the day to bring anything like that up
He's so happy to be here with me and I am too
Although I'm scared at being the center of attention
I'm worried about ATINYS, that they'd hate me, say nasty things
I'm worried about all the pictures that are going to be taken, questions the interviewers could ask
I hate being the center of attention
And the new girlfriend of an ATEEZ member, the maknae at that, is the ultimate center of attention
"Don't worry jagi. I'll be right next to you", Jongho assures me, already picking up on how scared I am
I look at him and nod, "Ok"
"I love you"
"I love you", I answer
He presses a gentle kiss to my lips, then opens the car door
Screaming from outside fills the small car, panic rising inside me
"Come baby", he says, holding his hand out to me
I take his hand, him helping me get out of the car
Once I step out, I tug on the skirt of the dress and check to make sure all of me is in the dress
Jongho personally chose the dress I changed into and it's revealing
One shoulder long sleeved lace dress, that changed to black material for the side of my chest area and skirt
Massive cleavage under the lace, tight and figure hugging on my hips and short skirt
He also picked the super high heels I'm wearing
He had them change everything, clothes, shoes, makeup and hairstyle, staying next to me the entire time to make sure the staff were doing what he requested

Of course he asked me if I was ok with everything he picked and I was
He has good taste and he knows me so well
Everything he chose is what I would have if I had the option
When I was ready, he took one look at me and said, "Fuck, I'm gonna be hard all night"
Yeah and I'm gonna be wet all night with what he's wearing
All black suit that shows off his strong physic, his brown hair parted in the middle

As I fix my dress her says softly, "You look perfect"
I blush hard, smiling like an idiot, "Thanks Jonghie"
He smiles, takes my hand and laces our fingers together
"Ready?"
"No but let's go", I answer
"That's my girl", he teases, then leads me to the guys
There's so much going on, fans screaming, camera flashing every few seconds, questions shouted out by interviewers and other idol groups filling the red carpet
I keep a tight hold on Jongho's hand so I don't lose him in the crowds
Suddenly he stops and I stop short so I don't crash into him
"Jonghie?", I ask
"Interview jagi. Then picture"
Oh ok
I just stand behind him, hiding
The interview goes on for a few minutes, then the question I've been waiting for is asked
"Jongho, who is the beautiful girl you brought with you?"
He tugs my hand, pulling me from behind him to stand next to him
His arm moves protectively around my waist, holding me close
"This is my girlfriend. Joanne"
I wave, smiling nervously
"You're girlfriend?", the interviewer repeats, surprised
"Yes. My girlfriend"
"I see. How long have you been dating?"
That's a hard question
Technically it's just for two months even thought we've had sex for eight
"Two months but I've known her for years", he answers right away
No hesitation at all
"I see. Well congratulations to you both and I hope everything goes well"
"Thank you", Jongho replies
"Can we have a photo of you two?"
He looks at me, "Want to jagi?"
I nod, "Sure"
He smiles then turns back to the photographer
I turn to him, resting my hand on his chest, his arm around me, still tightly
I smile just as the camera flash goes off, blinding me in the process
A few more pictures are taken, then Jongho steers me in the direction the rest of the members are going
At the next mini interview, the interviewer asks me questions
"Hi, what's your name?"
"Joanne", I answer, smiling nervously
Jongho's hand squeezes mine in reassurance
"Hello Joanne", the interviewer greets, "So is Jongho someone special to you?"
The interviewer is trying his best to keep me comfortable and I appreciate it
"Yes, he's my boyfriend"
The interviewer smiles, "I figured from the protective way he is being with you. I take it you never were at an award ceremony?"
I shake my head, "No. Definitely not"
"Are you nervous?"
I nod, "Terrified. I'm used to this"
"Well you're doing great and I'm sure Jongho will take good care of you"
"Yeah he's the best", I say softly, glancing at him
He looks at me too, smiling softly
"So sweet", the interviewer says, "Well good luck tonight and have fun"
"Thank you", I answer sincerely
This was a super easy interview because of the interviewer
He's nice and not an asshole
"Thanks", Jongho says, leading me away
"You did so good jagi", he whispers, smiling at me
"Yeah? I didn't mess up?"
He shakes his head, "No baby"
I breathe out in relief
After a few more interviews and many photos, we finally get to the entrance of the venue
"You made it jagi", Jongho cheers, giving me a kiss on my cheek
I laugh, "Yeah"
"Wasn't so bad right?"
"Traumatizing", I joke
He just laughs and we continue to walk in, being ushered to our seats
When we sit down, I notice that Wooyoung isn't here
Did he really just leave?
I know he hates seeing me and Jongho together but I thought he'd sit with the group for the awards
"Wooyoung's gone? He hates us together that much?"
Jongho shakes his head, "No princess. He's doing a dance for the opening ceremony"
Oh shit really?
Wow, that's great for him
Exciting
I'm not a bitch, even though he hurt me behind belief, I still want the best for him and I can still recognize that he's a talented, amazing performer
An opportunity like this is great for him
For any of them really
"Good for him", I say, squeezing Jongho's hand
He smiles tightly at me, turning his attention to Mingi when he speaks to Jongho
I take a look around the venue, noticing other idol groups around us
I'm in fangirl mode right now, stars in my eyes
BTS is in the level right below us, Monsta X is sitting to the right of us and Stray Kids are next to BTS
I have to keep my mouth from dropping open at all my idols
I was so worried about freaking out that I forgot they were all going to be here
"What ya doing baby?", Jongho asks
"Star gazing", I answer, looking at Jimin and Taehyung laughing
"So many idols right?", he laughs, "You're favorites are here"
I nod, then look at him, "But my all time favorite idol is right here"
I squeeze his hand, smiling at him
He smiles widely, leaning down and kissing me softly
"I love you"
"I love you", I tell him, actually glad that I came
After about forty minutes, the show finally starts and I focus my gaze on the main stage
Music comes on and Hyunjin from Stray Kids starts dancing
I'm riveted, just realizing that this is like a mini concert with all my favorites
More idols from different groups do a short solo dance one right after the other
It's amazing
The stage goes dark and then lights up, an idol walking toward the center of the stage
Wooyoung
I know his walk from anywhere
I feel Jongho stiffen but I don't know why
Wooyoung looks up, a smirk on his face, then he takes his jacket off and starts dancing to the hip hop music
I'm impressed, I haven't seen him dance like that before
Like I said he is talented, I won't take that away from him
He finishes and I clap with the rest of the audience
Glancing at Jongho, I see his jaw clenched with a worried look in his face
"Jonghie, you ok?", I whisper
He looks at me, worry in his eyes
"Yeah fine", he says tensely
I have a feeling I know what's going on
"Jonghie, don't lie baby. Just tell me what's wrong"
He looks down, "I just..."
"Is this about Wooyoung performing?"
He nods
I knew it
"You just looked so engrossed when he was dancing. Like maybe you still-"
"Stop right there", I tell him
He closes his mouth, eyes on mine
"Jonghie you don't have to be jealous or worried ok? I don't feel anything for him. Yeah I'm proud of him for having the opportunity but I'd be proud of any of you."
He nods, not speaking
"Jongho, I love you. Like stupidly in love with you. You are the one I can't live without. You are the one I will do anything to be with. You're the one I see my future, my whole life with. No one else. I love you more than I ever loved anyone or anything. You're my world. You never have to worry about anything. I don't see anyone but you"
He smiles softly, his hand moving the loose strands of my hair behind my ear, "I'm sorry for worrying. It's just, I terrified to lose you. You're my everything and I love you so fucking much. I don't think I'll be able to survive without you"
"I'll never leave you Jonghie. I promise."
"Ill never leave you either jagi. I promise"
He pulls me closer, his lips against mine as he kisses me deeply, his arms around me
I'm aware that we're kissing in front of cameras and other idol groups but I don't care
My Jonghie wants kisses and I'll gladly give them to him
When the kiss is over, he puts his arm around my waist and I lean into him, my head on his shoulder while the award show starts
----------------------------------------------------
My god my boyfriend is amazing
So hot
I watch him on stage from backstage
He insisted I come with him and he wouldn't hear otherwise
I watched him get dressed for the performance, I gave him good luck kisses and now he's killing it
ATEEZ is performing Turbulence right now and his voice is so beautiful
So powerful
I'm always in awe of him when he sings
The voice on him is honestly incredible and one of a kind
I love listening to him sing
And he looks so cute with the white button up, open black tie and loose grey suit
He's perfect and he's mine
I clap when the song ends, watching the platforms the guys are standing on lower until they're fine
Under the stage I assume
The music for The Real starts as a marching band and performers rush the stage, dancing
A few seconds later the platform reappears with the guys on it
My eyes are on Jongho
He changed his jacket, wearing a green one now
As I watch the performance I can't help but smile watching them all having a good time
And I find myself moving to the music too
Nothing huge, just swaying
The song is catchy
As the song comes to an end, Jongho moves to the middle, smiles and ends the song, throwing a paper airplane into the crowd at the front of the stage
They all pose for the end, smiling then everyone is clearing the stage
As soon as Jongho comes back to the dressing room, I'm in his arms hugging him tightly
"You were so good Jonghie! You're voice was amazing! You looked so cute dancing and when you threw the airplane, adorable", I gush
He laughs loudly, hugging me, "Thanks jagi. I'm glad you liked it"
"I did. So much"
He smiles, undoing his jacket and giving it to a staff member
I look at him in the outfit and god I'm turned on
Jongho in button downs is my weakness
I bite my lip, feeling hot
We haven't had sex today
There wasn't anytime and I want him
Since the guys found out about us a few days ago, we're together all the time and we have sex non stop
It's great
"C'mon guys, we have to go back to our seats", Hongjoong says, starting to leave the dressing room
I go to follow the guys out when Jongho grabs my hand
"Jagi, can I talk to you for a second?"
My heart drops, fear filling my body
What's wrong?
What happened?
Everything was fine a second ago
I hate how my brain immediately goes to something being wrong but something bad always happens so I'm wary
"Uh yeah Jonghie. Sure"
He takes my hand and leads me out of the dressing room
I follow him down the hall as he opens a few doors and looking inside before continuing
Oh god, is he going to break up with me?
He just told me before that he loves me so that can't be it
Right?
I hate how scared I am right now
I told him not to worry and here I am doing exactly what I told him not to do
I need to calm down
He opens another door, going into this one and pulling me in
He closes the door, locking it then turning to face me
"Jonghie whats-", I start but stop when he shoves me against the wall, his mouth against mine, tongue playing with mine
Oh
Ok
I kiss him back just as passionately, my arms flying around his neck, pressing my body against his
His hands move down my body, pulling my dress up, then pulling my panties down
He drops them and I kick them off while he undoes his pants, dropping them and his boxers
His hands grip my thighs, lifting me up easily, my legs going around his waist
We crash into the wall and he moves his cock right to my entrance
Shoving himself in, he bottoms out in one stroke, making me moan in his mouth from the pleasure of being stretched around him
He immediately moves, pounding me into the wall, his fingers digging into my skin
He tears his lips from my mine, immediately kissing and biting my neck
"Jongho", I moan, clinging onto him as his massive cock smashes into my spot over and over, blinding me with pleasure
"God Jo, wanted to fuck you all day. Can't wait anymore. I'm so hard it fucking hurts"
"Don't want you to hurt", I murmur
"You're pussy is the only thing that will make me feel better. I need to be inside you", he groans, thrusting hard
God he's had to be so horny to fuck me this hard
I'm not complaining though, I love this
I bury one hand in his hair, pulling and my other grabs onto his tie, holding on and taking the pounding I'm getting
"God baby, so fucking wet for me. So tight. Always so tight no matter how much I fuck you open"
"Mm hmm", I answer, bliss taking over
"Cum for me baby", he pleads, "I need to feel you cum. I need to feel your sticky creamy cum all over my cock. Please baby"
His words are just what I need to be pushed over the edge, pleasure consuming me as I cum hard, yelling his name
"Jongho!"
"Oh god yes baby", he yells, burying his face in my neck, "So good. Fuck so good"
He pulls me off the wall when I finish, slamming me on the table that I didn't know was in here
He rips my legs open, holding them out, rolling his hips into me, his cock hitting so deep
"Yes Jongho! Don't stop!", I cry, body arching off the table
"Keep your legs open", he orders, his hands letting go of my legs and holding onto my waist, fucking me into the table
The feel of his cock opening me over and over is amazing
Just fucking incredible
We have sex so much but honestly it's always like the first time
So pleasurable, love throughout the whole time even when it's hard
I keep my legs open, holding onto his tie so hard my knuckles are white
His head is giving me constant pleasure to my spot and I'm so ready to cum any second
"Cream my cock baby girl", he demands and I let go, doing just that
I close my eyes as my body rides the waves of pleasure, clenching his cock so tightly
"Fuck baby. God I love when you cum", he moans
He pulls out, then moves me, standing me up and bending me over the table
His cock enters me again and my pussy sucks him back in greedily
"Yes baby. Suck me back in that cunt. Throbbing so fucking hard on me"
I am because he feels so good, so thick
He slows his pace, moving slowly inside me again and again, his head still moving against my spot
God he knows exactly how to fuck me so good at every pace, in every position
He know how to get me to cum over and over with his dick without touching my clit
So far every time his dick is inside me, he has never touched my clit
After the first time I stopped him, he never tired again, getting me off with just his perfect skillful cock
The only time he touches my clit is when he's eating me out or fingering me
Honestly looking at him, you'd never think he was a sex god but he is
And he's all mine
"God jagi, I love being inside you", he praises, pulling me up against him, lips pressing kisses on my bare shoulder, his arm around my stomach, "Always feel so amazing for me. I never want to leave you."
"Don't Jonghie. Please baby, don't"
"Mmm baby, you like me inside you just as much as I love being inside?"
I nod, pleasure creeping into every fucking cell, "Yeah baby. Love you inside"
If I could have his cock inside me all the time I would
He feels that good
"Want you to cum for me one more time", he whispers, "Can you do that for me?"
I nod
I can
He picks up on of my legs, putting it on the table, arching my back as my head moves on his shoulder
"Fuck so pretty for me baby. God you're beautiful. I can't believe your mine", he whispers, kissing all over my cheek
I am his
Always his
He moves into me again, ecstacy flowing everywhere as I orgasm
"Jonghie", I moan, holding his arm tightly
"Good girl. Such a good girl. So pretty", he whimpers, burying himself inside me
I feel his cock throb, his warm cum filling me perfectly
"Joanne, my baby", he whispers as he empties in me
My pussy throbs faster, sucking all his cum from his pretty cock
"Feels amazing baby. So good for me", he praises
He pulls out when he's done, his cum leaking all over my thighs
He turns me to him, his lips against mine instantly, kissing me softly, his tongue pressing against mine, leaning me against the table
I slowly move my hands up his chest then wrap them around his neck, playing with the hair at the back of his neck
Kissing him is on another level of pleasure
He knows how to kiss me
Soft, hard, slow, fast, passionately, wildly, lovingly, he does it all exactly when I need him to
I could drown in his kisses and I have often
"I love you", I whisper between kisses
"I love you", he answers, then continues to kiss me, both of us clinging to each other in a loving embrace
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Jongho POV
"Where the fuck have you been?", Hongjoong growls when Joanne and I get back to our seats
"We were talking", I answer back, moving my arm around her as soon as we sit down
"For an hour?"
I shrug
He doesn't need to know what we were doing
Glancing at the rest of the guys I catch Wooyoung's eye, him glaring dagger at me
I just smirk, making him angrier
I know it's a dick move but he's been a dick to me for the last few days
Still blaming me for her breaking up with him
He can blame me all he wants, he knows the truth
I guess he's not ready to face that but that's not my problem
I feel her cuddling into me, looking at her and smiling
Today went so much better than I thought it would
The interviewers we're really nice to her which I was grateful for
She was scared but she did it and I hope she's good with award shows because we have a few more to go to
I haven't asked her yet but I'm hoping she'll say yes after this positive experience
I see her yawning and I smile at how cute she is
"Tired jagi?"
She nods
"It's almost over. Then we'll go home and I'll cuddle you all night"
She nods, "Sounds amazing"
It is
Being with her, in her arms at night is the best goddamn thing ever
I'm so glad I went to her apartment that day to see how she was
I never expected anything like this to happen
I never expected to ever be with her and I'm am behind grateful she loves me just as much as I love her
She's amazing and I'm never letting her go
Never
"I love you", I tell her
I can't stop telling her
I just have to stay it all the time
"I love you", she smiles back
Giving her a quick kiss, she holds my hand and we both turn our attention back to the show
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hopefullyy this inspires u to write,,, can i request hc's of the boys getting jealous seeing their s/o work well with another person on a team/club? like good chemistry with a dance partner for example! (u can choose who u write but can it include iwa!!) <33
✗ HQ BOYS GETTING JEALOUS SEEING YOU WORK WELL WITH ANOTHER PERSON ✗

a/n : kdjfkdjdkdj i love this request omg ty ! i did half hc/half scenarios bc i thought the request fitted this format <3

-> iwaizumi, osamu, kuroo, suna, tsukishima
-> warnings : kuroo’s a bit suggestive (tbh i don’t know about the rest. it’s just... kinda hot? (tsukki’s only fluff tho<3))
-> reblogs are >>>>
— IWAIZUMI
• iwa’s jealousy was practically non existent until he actually saw you interact with your partner
• don’t get me wrong, he absolutely loves your smile - but he especially loves to be the one who caused it
• he tends to get physically very protective of you, so expect his arm to stay wrapped around your shoulders most of the time. because to him it’s the easiest way to show the world (but especially your partner) that you’re his
• he also not-so-subtly offers you to wear his clothes on days when you have practice. and he secretly hopes that someone will ask you who they belong to...
« it’s cold outside. you should wear this ». iwa’s low and unannounced voice makes you turn around in surprise. leaned against the bathroom’s doorframe, he’s holding your favorite jacket in his hand - the one with his name written on the back, and you suspect that this might not be a coincidence... with a chuckle, you agree to put it on, noticing the proud spark in his eyes. « you know, i’m pretty sure everyone already knows i’m dating you » you tease him with a wink, all while also admiring the way his name takes up the whole width of your back. « oh yeah ? » he asks, a smirk tugging at his lips as he leans forward to rest his hands on the sink behind you. trapped between his outstretched arms, you watch his smirk grow just a little bit bigger as he lets out, very quietly, « well this is just a reminder... it better be the last ». his green eyes locked with yours could almost make you forget about his arm snaking around your waist at a painfully slow pace. almost.
— OSAMU
• look, he’s very happy for you. no doubt about it. but he’s so used to see people fawn over his brother that he can’t help but get a little protective from time to time
• since gifts are his #1 love language, he might buy you a workout-friendly piece of jewelry that you can wear during your practice
• he also insists on dropping you off and picking you up as often as his busy schedule allows it. especially since he learned that your partner was willing to give you a ride home...
• it’s not that he doesn’t trust you, obviously. he just doesn’t trust them yet
• and that’s why his kisses - and pda in general - are a bit more « intense » than usual
leg bouncing up and down, osamu is (very) anxiously for your conversation with your teammate to end. because after watching the entirety of your practice, he needs a little reminder that you two also have incredible chemistry together... a better one, even. so as soon as he sees you wave your teammate goodbye, he stands up straight, arms open just wide enough to welcome you against his chest. but instead of the chaste kiss you expected to get, you’re actually greeted by his left hand grabbing your sides while his right meets your lower back. disconcerted, you don’t even have time to say a word that his mouth crashes onto yours so eagerly that you have to lean back a few inches. « wh-what was that for ? » you pant as soon as his warm lips have left yours. « nothing. i love ya, that’s all » he smiles innocently, glad that you didn’t notice the cocky look he just gave your teammate who witnessed everything from afar... exactly as planned.
— KUROO
• passive agressive™️
• he would insist on properly meeting your partner but oh god they better brace themselves,,,
• because kuroo’s the kind of boyfriend that will shake their hand hard enough to make them yelp, all while having an angelic smile plastered on his face
• oh and you can forget being called by your name : he’s going to demonstrate the entire variety of nicknames he has for you. he might even come up with new ones just because he’s feeling « inspired »
• every single thing he says to your partner has to be a reminder that you two are dating. like « oh yeah they told me about this yesterday.. during our date ». just to make sure that there’s no misunderstanding.
« well... speak of the devil », kuroo hears you chuckle, your voice almost drowned out by his heavy breathing. he’s obviously planing on apologizing for being late... but not now. there’s something he wants to do first. still very aware of your partner’s presence right in front of you, he decides to securely yet eagerly wrap his arms around your waist before spinning you around proudly. « so... you guys were talking about me ? » he asks, glad to know that he’s the reason behind your giggles. « we were, actually » you answer a bit more seriously as he finally puts you down, still keeping both his hands on your waist. « well, i am your boyfriend after all... » he starts, interrupting himself to place a loud peck on your jawline. the only thing you can think is about is how awful this situation must be for your partner... kuroo, on the other hand, doesn’t seem bothered at all, as shown by the way one of his hands discreetly makes its way under the fabric of your t-shirt to rest directly on your skin. « hands off, kuroo » you order him with a slap on the back of his hand. an offended gasp leaves his lips, yet he complies reluctantly, thinking that your partner probably already knows everything that needs to be known about him.
— SUNA
• he doesn’t really mind it... as long as you’re willing to cuddle once you get back from practice. if you’re not, then he’s gonna start to worry
• because cuddling is probably his favorite ‘boyfriend privilege’ and he doesn’t want it to be taken away from him
• his schedule is pretty tight so he might not be able to attend any of your practices, but he asks you to record it as much as you possibly can so that he can watch the videos with you afterwards
• and seeing how smoothly you and your partner move together definitely doesn’t help with his worrying
it’s been thirty minutes now, and suna’s still not done watching the videos you took today. he loves to share these moments with you, snuggled up against each other the bed ; but most importantly, he has someone to keep his eye on... « babe- are you 100% sure that this was part of the choreography? » he suddenly speaks up, his eyes leaving the screen for the first time. you quirk a curious eyebrow, more surprised by his unusually suspicious tone rather than by the question itself. « oh, the hand on my waist ? yes, rin. it was ». at your words, his lips press into a thin line, he’s obviously far from being convinced. but you know your boyfriend well and you’re quick to reassure him : « you know, his hand might have been on my waist but you’re the one laying in my bed right now ». the frown on his face disappears almost immediately - much faster than you would’ve thought, replaced by a much more confident expression as his hands start to gently stroke your sides up and down. « mmh, i guess you’re right.... i mean, at the end of the day, only i get to have ‘all of this’ for myself » he smirks, playfully eyeing you up and down until he can’t resist the temptation of your slightly parted lips anymore.
— TSUKISHIMA
• tsukki’s not jealous, he’s just... well.. cautious. or at least that’s what he tells you
• but, deep down, he knows that simple cautiousness wouldn’t make spend his days and nights stressing about this new partner of yours...
• so, after a few weeks, his impassible facade starts to crumble a little bit. nothing too extreme, but just enough to let your partner know that you’re taken.
• and he knows he doesn’t need to do much : one of his signature scornful looks is more than enough. especially when he’s staring at your partner dead in the eyes while you’re greeting him with a hug and a kiss after your practice
« tsukishima kei, i’m waiting for an explanation ». with a sigh, your boyfriend drops his book on the table, turning his chair around to face you. « i don’t have one, i already told you. you told me to introduce myself, and i did. end of story ». you both know that tsukki did not just ‘introduce himself’ like any other human being would have done. and that’s precisely what you’re trying to make him admit - because your partner looked genuinely scared during practice today. « wha- no, i didn’t look down on him. it’s not my fault he’s so short... » he mumbles under his breath, trying his best to avoid any eye contact with you. but you know that only a slight tilt of his chin upwards is enough to make his eyes lock with yours - and that this is enough to have him admit anything. « you’re jealous, kei. and it’s painfully obvious by the way... » you smirk - but this smirk disappears in a split second as he slowly gets up from his chair, towering over you like he usually does. « ok, maybe i am. but i just wanted to make sure that he knew his place. and especially mine » he finally admits, his lips spreading in a scornful smirk that would be terrifying if his eyes weren’t filled with the infinite tenderness he has always felt for you.
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The Things We learned (Diary Fantasies) Chap.1
Note♥︎- Hello <3 firstly, i’m hoping everyone gets the photo i’m using for this series. Second, i’ll be putting the diary at the end, so keep that in mind. also keep in mind that the reader (you) wrote what’s in the diary at the end in between the story, okay? I’m so geeked for this story, it’s not even funny. Please give me your thoughts in my ask box, the comments, or the reblogs please. As always my taglist is here if you want to be in there, but if it’s just this specific one, dm me <3 let’s thank @atiny-piratequeen for helping me
Key: The slanted words are the dreams and the bold words are what’s in the diary
Genre♡︎- Fluff, smut
Warnings/Tags♥︎- Nipple play, pet names, degrading names, nothing too bad, and finger sucking.
Pairing: Ateez X F ! reader
Word count♡︎- 2,800+

❥- “I didn’t even know you like such things, baby.” The faceless man whispered in your ear as he continued to flick your nipples with his pointer fingers. “You’re so naughty.” He licked his lips, bringing them down to wrap them around your left perked nipple. Your whole body felt euphoric, lips letting moans and whimpers slip between them. “I bet you can cum just from me rubbing them right?” He chuckled a little.
“Are you even listening to me?” Yunho snapped his fingers in your face, bringing you out of your daydream. You shook your head to snap out of your thoughts and looked at Yunho.
You’ve been having these weird dreams. They started 4 days ago and you already hate them, well a love-hate relationship with them. They’re helping you learn more things about yourself that you can’t help but to be happy about.
“-and Jongho ate them all '' Yunho finished with a pout. His eyes were doe and his bottom lip poked out. You couldn’t help it, you coo’ed and reached your hand out to pat his head. He groaned and pushed your hand off of him, glaring at you.
“Stop.”
You raised your hands up in defeat and apologized.
“I’ll buy you some more.” You reassured him already knowing what he’s whining about. This isn’t his first time crying about Jongho eating all of his chocolate turtles.
The door opened to show the professor. “Good morning class.” He smiled and the class greeted him back.
“turn to page 56 for me, please.”
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“Come on Y/N I want more chocolate.” Yunho whined at you and you rolled your eyes and collected your books, turning towards the jumpy man. You let him drag you all the way down the street to the convenience store.
He grabbed his candy plus more and turned towards you with his big puppy eyes. “Can I get a drink too?” You couldn’t resist his puppy eyes. You nodded and he ran over there to get it.
Sometimes you think he’s a kid in a grown man body, same with Mingi. They both know how to take great advantage of you.
You paid and walked out with Yunho following behind you. “What’s the plan for today?” You asked Yunho and he turned towards you and tilted his head.
“We’re supposed to meet up at Yeosang’s house today, remember?” He asked
“Oh yeah!!”
“I’ll call Yeosang to tell him we’re on our way now.” He told you before dialing Yeosang’s number in.
“Why do you always dial our number when you could just scroll through the contact list?” You asked him genuinely confused. He does this all the time.
He shrugged “that’s too much work”
“That’s too much work?!” You raised your eyebrows , puzzled.
He laughed and quickly responded to Yeosang. “Hello” He raised his index finger up, letting you know he’ll be right back.
Your mind wondered as you waited. Who was that man in your daydream? What the fuck was he talking about? What things did he not know you liked? His voice was so deep. The way he touched your body had you feeling some type of way. He had long fingers, you think you have a thing for long fingers. Thinking about it is killing you.
“Yeosang said everyone is waiting for us there.”
You smiled at the information and grabbed his hand, walking to Yeosang’s house. He’s a clingy human. By the eye of anyone who doesn’t know you two like that, they’ll immediately assume that you two are dating.
Yunho likes hugs and cuddles a lot so holding hands isn’t really a big thing for you two. He swung both of your hands together with a big smile.
On the way there, Yunho texted Yeosang,letting him know that you two are close. The moment you both got there the door was open with the screen door closed. You walked in there together, greeting everyone with happy smiles and everyone greeted back. Yunho ran to Mingi and sat next to him with a humongous smile and ruffled his hair. Mingi smacked his hand and laughed loudly at the scream Yunho let out.
You hugged everyone in the kitchen and walked in the living room and hugged Mingi as well. Mingi’s smile grew as he saw you walk in and quickly hugged you back.
“So what are we planning on doing for the day?” Wooyoung asked and you shrugged.
“Don’t you two have classes?” You raised your eyebrow at Mingi and Jongho and they both nodded.’
“Mines is actually later on and Mingi’s is...right now actually.”
Mingi looked away, avoiding your stern look. “Mingi.”
“No, I’ve read ahead, I don't need to go in today. I promise I won't skip anymore.”
“Please don’t make Mingi leave.” Yunho pouted and you rolled your eyes.
“Y’all act like babies.” You looked away with a small smile.
Mingi laughed along with Yunho. You ignored the two giants and sat on the couch next to them and laid down on it.
“I'm going to take a nap.” You told everyone before closing your eyes.
“I bet you like the way my fingers are rubbing your nipples. Such A naughty little doll.” The man whispered in your ear, later gnawing on it.
Your moans grew louder each flick he gave to your sensitive nipples. Your hips bucked up quickly. “G-give me more.”
You were desperate, so desperate. Your body was hot and your mind was clouded.
The man smirked at you and bent down, sticking his tongue out, licking on one of your nippes with his quick tongue. His rhythm switched as his eyes stayed on yours. He went from fast, spit-sloppy licks and sometimes switched to slow licks, sucking on your titty while his tongue continued it’s work on you.
Your back arched so deep you thought you broke it. Your needy hole was clenching around nothing, and your hips swiveled in circles. You needed something inside of you and you knew exactly what you wanted.
“P-please.” You weakly begged. The man’s free hand went up to your mouth. You quickly opened your mouth and he pushed his index finger inside of your mouth only for a quick second. You whined when he pulled his finger out of your mouth. But that whine turned into another loud moan the moment his saliva covered finger rubbed your other nipple.
He lifted up and looked you in your eyes. “Please what? You want my fingers inside of you, doll?” He smirked and nodded quickly.
He lifted up and licked your lips before slowly dragging his hand down to your exposed cunt. You spread your legs further so he could have better access. “Get up, baby.” He whispered in your ear, You raised your eyebrow at him and he repeated it, but louder.
You shot up quickly out of your wet dream again, looking around to find the culprit who had the audacity to wake you.
Your eyes landed on Yeosang. He smirked at you and bit his lip. ‘Shesh, what were you dreamin about, sweetheart?”
Yeosang always flirted with you for some unknown reason. You can’t deny the fact that it sometimes does get to you.
His eyes scanned your body quickly before he looked at you again.
It’s all platonic, You think
“Oh shut it.” You pushed your hand against his mouth and turned around to sit on the couch properly. He laughed and explained himself.
I heard you groaning out something. I came to check on you and you were widely humping my pillow. “ He raised his eyebrow at you and your eyes went wide as your heart dropped.
He spotted your panicked state and ruffled your hair. “Hey, we all have our moments. I’ll pretend like I saw nothing and move on, okay?” He spoke to you softly and you nodded.
“One more question though.”
What?”
“Were you dreaming of me at least?” He smirked and you rolled your eyes.
“You wish.”
He shook his head and got up from you. You are never spending a night over here ever again. (lies) Did anyone else hear?
Oh my god.
It’s going to be so awkward now. Why the fuck did that dream just randomly pop up anyway? Where are they even coming from?
You were so frustrated right now. You sat there, thinking about what the fuck just happened for a least 10 minutes, until San walked in there with a small red cup. You snatched it from him and gulped it.
“Rude!”
You stuck your tongue out at him and he touched it.
“EW! San !”
“Shouldn’t have stuck it out.”
You got up after purposely stomping on his foot and walked into the kitchen. “What time is it, Hongjoong?”
“It’s 9:00 PM”
Your eyes widened. You only slept for 2 hours?! What the fuck?
“I’m going home.” You told him and he just nodded, continuing on eating everything Yeosang had to offer.
You walked out, noticing that it was getting dark outside. Not even five steps away from the house, you heard footsteps behind you. You turned around and saw Seonghwa jogging to catch up.
“Why didn't you tell me you were leaving, I would have walked you home.”
“Yeah I know, I just didn’t really want to bother you.” You shrugged.
He shook his head and frowned. “No, don’t worry about that. You know I’ll do anything for you.”
You smiled at him. Yeah, you really do love him.
Once you made it home, you quickly ran to your bed and grabbed your diary and a pen.
As you were finishing the book, you heard a knock at your door. You closed your diary and stuffed it inside your dresser drawer, before walking up to the door. You looked in the peephole and saw Yunho standing there. You opened the door, facing a pouty Yunho.
“You left me. We were supposed to have a sleepover, remember?”
You made an ‘O’ face and stepped to the side so he could walk in. “I forgot, I'm so sorry.”
“It’s okay. So what will we be doing?” He flopped on your bed and looked at you.
“Wanna watch a movie?” You suggested and he nodded.
Scary movie.” You both said at the same time and giggled.
“Jinx” You said
“What do I owe?”
“You owe me a...coffee for the morning meet up.”
You turned on Netflix and clicked some random movie that sounded scary.
As the movie went on, you turned towards Yunho, noticing he was half asleep. He yarned and raked his hand through his hair. Your eyes followed his hand, noticing how big it was. His fingers are so long. You continued to eye Yunho’s hand as your mind took you back to your wet dream. The way the man touched your body, the way he pushed his fingers down into your throat. You couldn't help but to think of Yunho’s hands now.
They were so pretty, you couldn’t help it.
What the fuck are you thinking. Yunho’s your friend. Get a grip.
You thought about your friend doing all of the things to you in your dream and you started squirming.
“What’s wrong with you?” He asked, voice a little deeper.
You shuddered and looked at him and nodded.
“N-nothing.”
“You sure? You’ve been staring at my hands for a while.” He chuckled. “Now that I think about it, you’ve been staring at my hands all day.” You looked like a deer caught in headlights.
You were staring at his hands all WHAT?! You didn’t even notice that. How could you not have noticed that?!
“I-I'm just not feeling well.” You blurted out.
You need to learn how to lie better.
Yunho looked like he had a lot to say but instead, he kept it all to himself. He nodded and pulled you down with him. “I'm sleepy anyways and we have to get up early.
You slowly looked over at his hand that was holding your body close to him and looked up at his face.
Take deep breaths.
You counted to 10 and closed your eyes, forcing yourself to sleep.
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“You have a thing for my fingers? Do you also have a thing for Mingi’s?, Yeosang’s?, Seonghwa’s? Yunho asked with a sly smile. You looked away, legs crossed at the mention of Seonghwa’s fingers. This didn’t go unnoticed by Yunho at all.
“You do. You’re such a slut, doll.” He chuckled darkly and touched your face.
Your breath hitched.
You woke up quickly in cold sweat.
Again.
Really?
AW, come on
You got up and slowly got out of Yunho's embrace. You were grumpy and were in need of a shower.
You took a quick shower, put some light makeup on and a baby blue, flower printed dress on. You walked out of the bathroom to see that Yunho was gone. You checked your phone and noticed he had sent a text
See you at the cafe shop.
You grabbed your keys and went out of the house, getting to the small cafe first. You sat and waited for everyone to show up.
You ordered a donut as you waited and decided to just get on your phone. You were so into your phone, you didn’t even notice anyone pulling the seat to sit in it.
“Hey, sorry I’m a little late.” Someone sat right next to you. By the strawberry smell, you could tell this was Seonghwa.
You looked up and smiled. “No worries.” You nervously sat there waiting for the rest to get here with your chocolate donut in your hand.
Everything felt awkward. You had no way to start a conversation, You didn’t know what to say to him.
You breathed out, relieved that the rest walked in. Seonghwa smiled at you and scooted closer to you so they could all fit in the booth.
“Yunho pays for my drink.” You yelled and Yunho groaned.
“Oh yeah, right.” He got back, already knowing what to get.
You took this time to look at Seonghwa’s hands, which were sitting up on the table. His hands look so fucking pretty.
You thought of what yunho in your dreams said to you. “You’re such a slut doll.”
You like that more than you think you do. You love that.
His fingers are way longer than yours and you're sure they can reach way more better spots than your hand.
“Y/N, Your drink.” Yunho half shouted, knocking you out of your tance.
You grabbed it and thanked him.
“Are you okay?” San asked.
“Yeah, you’ve been a bit dazed out.” Wooyoung added on
You shook your head and smiled up at them. “Yeah, I’m okay.”
San gave you a ‘i doubt it’ face and you averted your eyes from him.
You spent some time in the cafe with boys, before they all started getting up one by one. Well, except two of them.
Yeosang and Seonghwa.
“I’ll be right back, I have to use the bathroom.” Yeosang told you both before getting up and leaving.
“Are you sure you’re okay?” Seonghwa’s concerned voice ranged through your head and you quickly nodded.
He raised his hand up to feel your forehead to make sure you didn’t have a fever. Your eyes widened at that and you bit your lip. He retreated his hand back and looked at you.
“You sure you're okay?” You quickly nodded, eyes still following his hands.
He followed where you were staring and looked back at you. “Y/N are you looking at my hands?” He asked as he placed them on your thighs, but close to your knees of course.
You held your breath in, looking at his hands. He bit his lip, dark eyes looking at you.…
“I didn’t know you like such things.”
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Dear Diary
I had a weird dream this morning. It was kind of a wet dream and I've slowly found something new about myself. There’s something the faceless man did to me that made me realize that I really like it. Something about the way he talked in my ear. So dirty, sexual. The whole situation did something to me, but it always cuts off before he actually touches me the way i want and i hate that. THAT REMINDS ME ! I was at Yeo’s and fell asleep today, right? Remember what I said about the wet dreams? I had one there and apparently he woke me up because I was rubbing myself on his pillow. I was so embarrassed.
Back to the things I learned
I want to try these specific things for real.
- Fingers
(Idk they just do something to me..)
- Nipple play
- Pet names
(specifically doll)
- Degrading names
(slut is all i have)
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Beyond the Lens - Logbook Videographer!Reader x OT8 Ateez
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General Warnings: slow burn, cussing, conflict, angst, fluff, and obliviousness.
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Y/N can I speak with you for a minute you heard Hongjoong say behind you. You turned to him and nodded following him to one of the empty rooms in the back of the suite.
What's going on Joongie? You asked as he closed the door. He hugged you, this surprised the shit out of you. From what you saw he wasn't one for too much physical affection. He pulled away from you but his hands stayed on your waist. He shifted just slightly to get a better grip on you. Almost like he was bracing and grounding himself.
I am about to admit something and I hope it will turn out in my favor.
You tilted your head to look at him curiously.
I know that we have only known each other for about a week but there is something pulling us to you. It is like the last piece of a puzzle that I have been searching for forever. I feel as if I have known you for years. I have an agreement that I would like to ask you about, there is no judgment here, if you say no, I will walk away and act as if nothing ever happened.
You nodded letting him know you were listening.
I really like you, we all really like you. We have all been together for a few years which I know you already know but we would like to know if you would like to possibly join our relationship.
Your eyes widened a fraction. Holy fuck.
Hongjoong, I don't know what I was expecting but it definitely was not that. Especially after the events of this morning
I understand it is a huge question and it has been one hell of an emotional rollercoaster the past couple of days, but I couldn't hold it in any longer. Seeing you stand up for my boys earlier today solidified how well you fit into our dynamic. With Yeosangie I have never seen him calm that quickly when he gets panicked. We would like to have the chance to court you. I know it is unconventional but we are unconventional people, and I get the feeling that you are too. If you do decide that you would like to accept our offer we will take it at your pace. I have made that very clear to everyone.
Joongie, I am and always have been open to anything. This is going to be totally new for me so I would like to take it slow but I am willing to try anything as long as it is with you guys. Honestly I think I have been noticing how all of you act with me and not the other members of my team. I cannot help but to notice that my body is relaxed with you guys. My family has always told me to listen to my body, and just for the simple fact that my body felt safe enough to fall asleep on our first official day together is a big tell to me. I think I would like to join you guys.
He let out a breath, he must have been holding. He looked from your eyes down to your lips and back up again. You caught it and nodded to him. He leaned in and kissed you. He was hesitant. Your eyes closed as you leaned into the kiss. His lips were plush against yours and tasted faintly of strawberries. You brought your hands to wrap around his neck and to play with the hair at the nape of his neck. You smiled into the kiss as he sighed through his nose. He tilted his head to deepen the kiss. You could feel how he poured all of his emotions into the kiss. You both pulled away to breathe. You opened your eyes to look at him and he had something akin to awe on his face. He pulled you into a hug and rested his head in the juncture between your shoulder and neck.
You are truly magnificent, Thank you for even considering our offer. We won't let you down. You will be the most loved person in the world. He murmured into the skin he was nuzzled against. You played with his hair and he leaned further into you if that was even possible. You could feel the heat creeping up to your face, unlike earlier today it wasn't bad. This man was so sweet he could give you a cavity. He pulled away and took your hand.
We should probably get back, they might be getting suspicious.
Should I expect to be jumped as soon as I get in there and they notice we are holding hands?
They should hopefully know better but it is up to you. Like I said we will take this at your pace. I will not push you to do something that makes you remotely even think about being uncomfortable.
Okay, I think I can handle them, it is my team that you might have to be worried about. They can be very protective.
They already know, we discussed it with them before to see if this would be something you were interested in. They are your chosen family and know you best, we only saw fit to see if they would be okay with it and by extension you would be okay with it.
Wow, you thought of everything. You said as you opened the door.
“Here we go, we've got this,” he said more to himself than to you. He walked in front of you and the first people to see the two of you were your team. They all raised their eyebrows at you. You smiled and looked down. They started hooting and hollering. This drew the attention of the boys. All of their jaws dropped and they all swarmed to you. Hongjoong took a half step in front of you and they all stopped short.
“Let me introduce you to our partner Y/N” Hongjoong said, pulling you forward the rest of the way. Your team was hooting in the background. You were immediately picked up by Yunho who had been the closest. You giggled as he spun you around much like San did this morning. He set you down and was smiling so wide you could swear it would split his face if it got any wider. You felt arms around your waist from behind you and you squealed as someone picked you up again and started jumping around with you. You watched all of the faces and deduced that it was San.
“Yah don't hog her” you heard Wooyoung whine. You laughed as you were set back on your own two feet. You looked over to your team and held up your pinky. It had become a staple to hold out your pinky to promise that you would talk soon if now wasn't the right time. They all beamed at you and held theirs up as well.
GROUP HUG you heard San yell. Of course it was him that instigated it. Seonghwa had stepped in front of you before everything happened and he got squished with you too. You both let out a wheeze as several pairs of arms wrapped around you.
Hi, Seonghwa whispered to you in the midst of the chaos.
Hi, you said back to him smiling.
Can I kiss you he asked sweetly, his gaze flickered to your lips and back up to your eyes.
You nodded. He closed the gap and if you hadn't been practically restrained you would have reached up to wrap your arms around his neck. His lips were sweet and tasted like strawberries. This must have been where Hongjoong got the taste. You smiled into the kiss. His lips were so soft, which you expected. Someone hooted again, you broke the kiss to glare at Forrest. You knew that it was him and that he only did it to embarrass you. You put your head onto Seonghwa’s chest and laughed. Holy shit this was real. The rest of the arms detangled themselves from you. You looked around to all of the boys and they all were beaming.
★☆☽ O ☾☆★
Did I just hear you say she is a second degree black belt? You heard San ask from the couch not too far from you.
“Yeah, I've been going to The Black Dragon for about seven years. I started the year I got here because I was somewhere I didn't know and lived all by myself.” You replied. Looking over at him. His eyes shined with something you couldn't quite place; but it seemed like it was admiration.
I think I have seen that place before, I never went in but it looked nice inside.
It is amazing, the people are so kind and welcoming. The owners have basically adopted me as their daughter. Every time I go over there they give me some of their dinner leftovers.
That sounds like something my dad would do. He would love you.
I'd love to meet him if he's anything like I have heard. You said with a small smile.
★☆☽ O ☾☆★
“Mingi isn't the only princess anymore, " Jongho said, looking pointedly at you. Everyone’s eyes went to you and you laughed at the pleading looks of all of them.
“Alright, fine, but I get to pick the movie.” You said looking at all of your boyfriends. That was going to take some getting used to.
“What movie are we watching then, Princess? Yeosang asked from next to Jongho.
“How to Train your Dragon.” You looked at Hwa and he was beaming.
He threw his arm around your shoulder and said “Whatever princess wants the princess gets.” With a smug grin and a kiss to your head.
☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★
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Gone too far



Summary: What if San notices his sasaengs in the crowd near you at Coachella and suddenly you are nowhere to be seen anymore?
Genre: angst, hurt/NO comfort
Pairing: bf!San X fem!reader
Additional Characters: ATEEZ - members
Word Count: 1601
Warnings: kidnapping, sasaengs, death threats, reader getting hurt, blood, panicked San, angry San, angry ateez, possibly weapons mentioned, major character death
networks: @mirohs-aurora-society
notes: I apologize in advance for any tears and heartbreaks <3

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© by bethelighthalazia. Do not repost, copy or translate. Unless stated otherwise, those works are mine and born from my own ideas. I don't have any claim on the mentioned real existing Idols whatsoever.



Only a week ago, San had introduced you to ATINY as his girlfriend after a bit over a year of dating now. None of the boys would have thought that this would start a chain of actions that end up with what happened today and the following days.
It's the soundcheck for Coachella. You were settled near the stage, watching and cheering for San and the boys, while they made sure that their big performance would go perfectly fine. You knew that they're nervous, but you always believed in them. Every now and then, San glanced over to you, just like the other seven boys do, they all grew close to you, since you made San happy.
Unbeknownst to you, there had been some of San's fans, mainly one specific sasaeng and her friends, but San had spotted them already. He had looked worried, but you thought it would only be because he's nervous about the performance, after all, they're the first korean boy group to perform here. This thought is quickly discarded when you feel something pointy being held against your side, a hand quickly wrapped around your face to cover your mouth while you're dragged into a little crowd, out of San's view.
You could hear his voice falter through the microphone, him whispering your name first before shouting it, the panic in his voice evident. Hushed voices told you to stay quiet while you were dragged away, the sharp object by now cutting into your flesh, since you only wore one of San's crop tops he brought with him. The last thing you heard before someone knocked you out, was San's broken voice calling your name again and again, followed by the sound of his microphone dropping and some faint sobs.
— San pov —
“Where is she?” Hongjoong asked, he's fuming with anger and his voice merely an angry hiss. After San broke down on stage during the sound check, they had looked everywhere, but no one had seen y/n anywhere. Now, San was sitting on the sofa, Wooyoung trying to console him while San's eyes seemed void of any life. His hyungs were discussing the search with the bodyguards and managers, but they haven't found any lead to you yet.
While Wooyoung quietly talked to San, the door to the backstage room burst open and Jongho arrived with Yeosang, some paper in his hands. “Hyung! We found this at the spot where y/nnie was watching us from…” The maknae said quietly, handing the paper to Hongjoong. It was a collection of cut out letters, blood splatters on it. The letter said that San should forget you, or the blood wouldn't be the only thing you'd lose. With a quick glance at San, Hongjoong clenched his fists, feeling angry, but also helpless. What if these people truly hurt you? What if searching for a way to get you back to his younger member would endanger your life?
“Hyung…what's that?” San's croaked voice rang through the room, his eyes focused on the paper in Hongjoong's hand. The older one already wants to put it into his pockets, yet San was quicker, snatching the paper from the captain's hand, Wooyoung and Jongho trying to stop him but failing. When San finally reads the letter, he feels tears clouding his vision, squeezing them shut to try and refocus his eyes on the cut out letters. It doesn't take too long and his legs give out under him, causing San to drop on his knees, his breath shallow and his heart feeling as if an icy hand grips around it. “It- this…this can be a coincidence…right? We don- don´t know if this really is-” He stutters, hyperventilating while speaking. Wooyoung quickly gets down next to his best friend, trying to calm him down, but it doesn't help at all. The final blow is Jongho, who holds out his hand and then opens it, your necklace, a locket with a photo of you and san inside, dangling from his fingers, the silver of the chain and pendant covered in a crimson red.
San ́s eyes widen at this sight, frozen in shock for a few moments before he just falls against Wooyoung´s chest, sobbing uncontrollably and muttering out your name between the sobs. Hongjoong watches this for a few more moments, thinking about a solution. The letter said not to include police, but it did not say anything about getting help in other ways. The captain and Seonghwa exchange a short glance before Seonghwa gets out his phone to start a livestream from backstage, Hongjoong speaking, while the eldest makes sure to get San into the view of the camera as well.
“Hello Atiny. We know our stage should begin in a few hours, but we felt the need to come live to ask you for help. As you guys can see, San is devastated, and not only him, but all of us. Y/n, San´s girlfriend has vanished and we know that she had been taken by someone. They have sent a letter, telling San to not think about her, but his fans,” Hongjoong says calmly, but his voice is shaky as he holds up the letter they got, followed by a picture of San and you. “If any of you have seen her in the last hour, please let us or our staff know, so we can get our y/n back.”
Most comments were useless, only talking about how unfair it is that you got to be his girl, not even showing concern for you at all. However, one comment got Seonghwa´s attention, his eyes wide. ‘I saw her with friends, she seemed passed out drunk tho’. He immediately sent a private message to the person through the group´s account, asking if they could explain more. The commenter explained that you seemed somewhat out of it, one of your assumed friends holding you up but when they had asked the group if they needed help, the friends seemed to have run away. Seonghwa tried to get some more answers from the commenter, but they couldn't tell him much more. A knock on the door did pull the attention away from Seonghwa´s phone and towards the door.
Hongjoong was the one who answered the door, everyone holding their breath when they stared into the face of San ́s manager who only shook their head. “What-” The captain asked, but got cut by the manager´s words. “They´ve found her…But i don't think you should go.” He says quietly, but it's loud enough that all the boys look at him now. San tries to get up and walk towards the door, but wooyoung is quick to catch him, because his legs just give up halfway when a police officer appears behind the manager. “We need one of you to confirm that it's her.” The officer said and with a quick nod, Yunho already walked up, gesturing to the others to take care of San. Exchanging looks, the members nod, but then Wooyoung looks up at the others and waves Seonghwa over to take over holding San, so he could accompany Yunho.
The walk to where they found you felt like hours for them, neither Yunho, nor Wooyoung talking the whole time, both lost in their own thoughts. When the police officer stops, he looks at both with a concerned look, frowning. “It's not a very nice sight. But we need to know if it's her. Please step away if the sight makes you nauseous.” He says, then leads the two men to the spot they found you.
You laid there, your empty eyes staring up to the sky, at least the one that's not covered by the blood coming from a big hole that was smashed into your temple. Wooyoung grabs Yunho´s arm tightly to hold himself up at the sight, Yunho only nods and then has to avert his gaze, looking away from your destroyed body. “It- It´s y/n…” Wooyoung mumbles before stumbling away from the scene, barely holding onto his hyung before crouching down to empty his stomach outside of the police barricades. Yunho just supports his younger member before they both slowly make their way back to the backstage area where they had left San with the others, but they freeze in their tracks when they hear the blood curdling scream from the spot where the police had found your body.
Somehow, San had convinced the others to bring him here and before anyone could manage to hold him back, he had fought his way through and stumbled through the barricades. Now, he's just kneeling there, staring at your body that quickly gets covered with a white sheet, which turns red fast. His head dropped forwards on his chest, his eyes looking empty, as if all life had drained from them. Yunho and Seonghwa hurried to grab him, pulling him up and away from the scene by his upper body and San doesn't even resist, his legs dragging over the grass. The only sounds that can be heard from San are whispered words, or rather, one word; repeating your name over and over. Without hesitation, Hongjoong cancels the second Coachella performance and all concerts and anything for the next few months, even making a video statement that because of what happened, they won't be doing any live performances or anything for the time being. Then, he returns to taking care of his members, tears in his eyes because you were loved by all of them, they all were grateful for the love you gave San all the time.

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Hana never expected to see Jongho again. Not after he ghosted her years ago, leaving behind only memories of their childhood friendship and an ache she never quite moved past. Now a successful bookstore owner and author, she’s content with her quiet life—until fate (and her friend Emilia) brings Jongho and his group, Ateez, back into her world.
Pairing: Jongho × Hana (OC)
Tropes: Childhood Friends to Lovers /Second Chances
Genre: Romance, Slice of Life, Light Drama
Featuring: Ateez (as Jongho’s supportive but teasing groupmates), Emilia (from the Idol Series Part I), Atiny, OCs
This Series will have multiple Chapters with around 2500 words. I hope you like it. Please be kind this is my first Fanfiction Project and English is not my first language. (I am open for constructive criticism). I will try to upload 3-4 chapters everyday.
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Prologue
The sun was setting, casting long shadows over the small park where two children were immersed in their own world of make-believe.
Jongho, with his wide, trusting eyes and a mischievous grin, held out a crudely made crown of daisies and wildflowers, placing it gently on Hana’s head.
"You’re the queen of the galaxy, and I’m your loyal knight," he declared, puffing his chest out and wielding a stick as if it were the mightiest sword in the cosmos.
Hana, her laughter ringing clear and true, adjusted the floral crown and looked at Jongho with affectionate earnestness. "And you promise to always be by my side?" she asked, her voice a mix of playfulness and a trace of hopeful seriousness that only children could muster.
"Always," Jongho vowed, his young voice firm, filled with the invincible certainty that only youth possessed. "I’ll always be here, Hana. No matter what."
They spent the rest of the evening chasing each other around the park, their laughter mingling with the gentle rustling of leaves and the distant calls of the city beyond their little haven.
Years passed, and the simplicity of childhood promises faded into the complexities of real life. Hana now stood in the quiet solitude of her bookstore, nestled between the bustling streets of a lively city neighborhood. The store was her sanctuary, filled with the scent of old paper and new possibilities, a place that mirrored her growth from a dreamy child into a resilient, self-assured woman.
Her fingers brushed against the spine of a book she had written—a fantasy novel that wove tales of adventure and courage, echoing her own hidden desires for a life beyond the ordinary. It was during these quiet moments, before the customers trickled in and the daily grind began, that her thoughts inevitably drifted back to Jongho.
With a sigh, Hana reached for a small, framed photograph tucked away behind the counter, hidden from the world but never from her sight. It was an old, faded picture of her and Jongho, smiling brightly on the day he had made that innocent, heartfelt promise. A promise broken so casually when the whirlwind of fame and fortune swept him away, leaving her with a void filled with unspoken words and unresolved feelings.
As she traced the contours of the smiling faces in the photograph, a familiar pang of hurt tightened around her heart. Always, he had said. Yet here she was, standing alone amidst the stories that spoke of endings and beginnings, of battles fought and loves lost, while Jongho…
Hana placed the photograph back in its hidden nook and straightened her back, her expression setting into one of determination.
Today, like all days, she would immerse herself in the world she created, both in her writing and in the shelves of her beloved bookstore. Today, like every day, she would remind herself that promises made under the setting sun could be as fleeting as the day itself.
But as the bell above the door tinkled, heralding the arrival of the day's first customers, Hana couldn’t shake the feeling that something was about to change.
Unbeknownst to her, in the heart of the bustling city, a familiar figure watched from a distance, his steps unconsciously leading him back to a past he could no longer ignore.
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Hi can you do a reaction to Ateez falling in love with a foreigner girl who barely knows Korean :)
ATEEZ Reaction: Dating a foreign female who doesn’t know Korean
A/N: I’m back from my unofficial hiatus! This time with two functioning arms :) I’m so sorry this took me so long; kinda hard to do anything with a broken arm :/ Enjoy!
A/N 2: This is so cute~ I loved writing this one (insert emoji) I didn’t plan for some of them to be longer than the others, it just kinda happened (insert emoji)
Genre: Fluffity fluff
Warnings: Fem! reader, reader is new to Korean (knows a little but enough), take it as the reader lives in Seoul (maybe for work or school)
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Hongjoong:
When Hongjoong first met you he kinda already knew he was gonna fall in love
I mean you’re just that awesome💅
It didn’t take long for him to fall in love with you either
Eden was the one who encouraged Hongjoong to just go for it
He’d be hesitant to ask you out but not because of the language barrier
It’d probably be because he’s so busy he forgets to take care of himself, he doesn’t wanna do that to his s/o
Hongjoong doesn’t care that you��re a foreigner
He loves it a lot actually because it gives him a chance to learn English
He’s very confident in his English skills
Actually, his English is probably better than your Korean (but that’s okay!)
“Y/n, is my pronunciation correct? Ah really? Okay good.”
And he’d love to teach you Korean too
Sometimes he giggles when you get something wrong and softly corrects you
Other times he’s like, “Yah, how can you get this wrong it’s so easy.”
“It’s okay baby, we can try again later let’s take a break.”
Seonghwa:
When Seonghwa first met you he was attracted, he admitted that to Hongjoong
But he soon realized that he started actually having a crush on you and he was scared
(I saw a ‘Seonghwa as a BF’ post that said he dates to marry and I kind of agree!)
He was scared because although he wanted to pursue you, he was worried about the language barrier since baby’s English skills are intermediate :(
But Hongjoong told Seonghwa to go for it because he could tell Seonghwa liked you a lot
Practices English so much in his spare time so he can impress you next time you meet
Seonghwa himself said his English is intermediate, and from what I can tell, he understands English pretty well and just has a hard time speaking
So he definitely understands you when you speak in English, but he’ll probably respond in Korean unless he is 100% sure he can convey his message perfectly in English
Cute texts in English
Is also very patient with you learning Korean and ALWAYS offers to help
The type to have cute study dates in cafes with you, where you’re studying Korean and he’s studying English
And you’re just practicing on each other and asking questions
Forever telling atiny“My English got better because of Y/N~”
Yunho:
Yunho isn’t really good at speaking English either, so he would be a little cautious
But he also doesn’t really care; he likes you for you not for what language you speak
Probably would just learn like two flirty phrases to ask you out asdfghjkl
He really wants to learn English so he’d always pick up on phrases you use, and then use it with atiny to impress them
I honestly feel like Yunho understands English fairly well, so when you talk in English he’s not entirely lost unless you’re using very modern slang or big words
Like for example if you were saying, “Hmm… idk baby that’s kinda sus.” He’d be like, “... sauce…?”
Ahh it’s adorable pls admit that you love it
Also one to boast that he learns English from his girlfriend
LOVES to help you when you’re attempting to learn Korean
Is so so patient with you too, and helps you calm down when you’re frustrated
Yeosang:
Yeah no way he’s approaching you first
I mean ok let’s be honest he didn’t even tell the guys he liked you
Wooyoung noticed and told the whole group
They obv told him to go for it because they could tell Yeosang wanted to be more than just friends with you
Scared that when he uses his limited English skills to say something sweet, he’s gonna say something entirely different
Had to get a LOT of encouragement from 99 line + Jongho (especially Wooyoung)
Final push was Seonghwa and Hongjoong
Forces you to teach him English (not that you mind at all)
Your strictest Korean teacher too
“Nope. Get these questions right and THEN I’ll cuddle you.”
Approximately 10 minutes of his solo vlive is him preaching about how, “When learning a new language, it’s helpful if you’re dating someone who speaks said language because it’s much easier to obtain it than reading off textbooks.”
Tells atiny that’s the only reason he’s dating you Yeosang pls
San:
Literally does not care at all
I mean at ALL
San is confident enough in his English skills to become friends with people who don’t speak Korean
Same goes for a s/o
He probably talks to you more in English than in Korean tbh
Asks you to teach him modern slang so he can better understand atiny when they post on social media
If someone comments about his English being really good, he responds with something like “Thank you! My girlfriend teaches me!”
Constantly asking you questions
“Baby how do you say ___ in English?”
But he also teaches you too
“You know, in Korean, this is called ___!”
Mingi:
Oh boy
Mr. “I cannot Englishi” really don’t know what to do
Cuz like… he likes you a LOT
But he knows that it’d be hard for him to communicate with you
Because both his English and your Korean are at very basic levels
Definitely talks to his hyungs about it
Who in turn cheer him on to ask you out, and if you’re willing to try despite the language barrier then you’ll say yes
Spoiler alert you said yes
Asks Hongjoong to help him w his English whenever they’re both free
Watches a lot of YouTube videos to get the pronunciation down
Tries to teach you Korean but honey you’re better off getting a tutor
You think it’s so adorable how he mixes Korean and English when talking to you
Unfortunately, the Korean words he uses are the main words of a sentence (like nouns/adjectives) so you’re still hella confused)
But it’s okay because he’s so cute and you love him
Wooyoung:
Another member who has no confidence in his English
In turn, tries to teach you more Korean saying it’s more helpful because you live in Korea
But definitely tries to pick up English for atiny and so one day he can talk to your family
I think all of them would constantly ask you to translate certain words into English
I just think San, Wooyoung Jongho would do it the most
He’s not the best Korean teacher (sorry Woo)
The type to teach you a dirty sentence but tells you it means something cute
But he tries to help (when he doesn’t feel like pissing you off)
Begs you to teach him English because he wants to impress atiny
But complains so so so much
“Y/n~ this is difficult. You’re telling me read and read are spelled the same but pronounced differently, but read and red are spelled differently but pronounced the same?! English is hard!”
(English is hard Woo, it’s okay)
Jongho:
I’m sorry the first thing I thought of was, “Neck is very long and head is very small!”
I love Jongho. Anyways.
Was slightly worried when he realized he wanted to ask you out because obviously communication is key but that’s hard when you don’t speak the same language
But he gave himself a pep talk; saying how it’ll be okay since you’re trying to learn Korean and he’s trying to learn English
And he was right; you guys are going strong and your Korean + his English has significantly gotten better
To the point where you two can have full conversations in both only English AND only Korean
(I’m proud of you both)
Once your relationship is out he’s constantly bragging
“Yeah~ I learned English because of my girlfriend. I am a professional! And I am such a good teacher because she speaks Korean so well!”
Definitely does a lot more covers of songs in English now
Because he can check his pronunciation with you to make sure he doesn’t mess up
Also makes you help him write messages to atiny in English
Will sit down with you for 2-3 hours just to help you with Korean and he takes it pretty seriously (also brags about it)
“Hyungs! Look what Y/n learned today! I taught her!”
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