#STEALING THE SHOW WAS D.O.????

[dokyungsu]

Y’ALL EXO REALLY DID WEAR GUCCI SUITS AT THE CLOSING CEREMONY

[sluttyten]

the cinderella search

summary: you’re a staff member at SM, and during the annual Halloween party, you go dressed as Cinderella. Enter Johnny as Prince Charming. You talk, you flirt, he falls in love, but you forget to tell him your name before the night ends, and thus begins his Cinderella Search.

length: 10,615

tags: near-strangers to lovers, bed sharing, fingering, dry humping, fluff, light on the smut compared to some of my other works tbh

Growing up, Cinderella had always been your favorite fairy tale. You just really loved the glamor and romance of the story, the idea of dressing up all beautifully and mysteriously, going to a ball to be noticed by the Prince. 

And once you grew up, you still had that fantasy tucked away in the back of your mind, made more real when you entered the idol industry by joining SM Entertainment as a staff member. You were just a minor staff member, not important enough to be a manager (though that was the dream), but you were around idols so often that the fantasy was there, prodding you in the back of your mind.

There were days when you dreamed of being swept up in a Cinderella-style romance with one of the idols in the company. 

“I can’t blame you one bit,” your close friend Jiwon tells you one day. She’s a makeup artist for the company; she’s seen their bare faces, seen them up close and personal, and having worked there for longer than you, she knows various artists under the company better than you do. “I won’t disagree with you at all that a secret romance with one of them would be amazing. Just like a drama. I want Kyungsoo to be my prince charming.” She sighs dreamily. “I can’t wait for the Halloween party.”

That’s exactly what you’ve been talking about almost non-stop since you first heard that it was happening this year. With the party not having happened for a few years now due to one thing or another, this year it’s come back with a bang, and when the memo was put out that every staff member was invited to come in costume as well, just as a celebration for how hard everyone’s worked, it’s all that pretty much everyone’s been talking about. You’re excited that you get to go, that you get to dress up as well, and what caused Jiwon to start gushing about D.O. is you mentioning that you wanted to go dressed as Cinderella.

“Promise we can get ready together?” She asks you. “I really, really want to do your hair and makeup, I can already picture it.” Jiwon holds her fingers up, framing your face between them. 

It helped that you already had the dress to wear for your costume. You’d spotted it a few years ago in a thrift shop, and because of your pure love for Cinderella, as soon as you saw the dress, you knew that you had to have it. Sure, it had been collecting dust in your closet for a couple years, but now you had found the perfect use for it at last.

The day of the Halloween party, Jiwon comes over just as she’d planned, taking as much of the day as she possibly can to make you up and style your hair to make you look like the Cinderella of her imagination. She’s just going simply, wearing all black with some cat ears, some whiskers drawn on her face, but most of her attention to detail is poured into her work on you. 

By the time she finishes the last touch, you’re ready to leave. Already you’re going to be cutting it close to showing up late, so as she drops her brushes back in the bag she brought, you grab your phone, and make for the door.

“Oh no, you’re not finished yet.” She snakes her hand around your arm, bringing you to a halt. Jiwon tuts at you. “Cinderella can’t go to the ball without her mask.” 

Like a true fairy godmother, Jiwon pulls a beautiful mask out of the makeup bag. “I saw this when I was shopping for my costume, and I knew it would just be perfect. You can’t be Cinderella and have everyone know who you are, that goes against the point of being Cinderella, right?”

She carefully sits the mask on your made-up face, ties the ribbons around the back of your head, trying not to disturb the work she put into your hair.

“Can we go now, fairy godmother?” You ask. “Before midnight, preferably.”

The fairytale vibe of the night truly hits home once you arrive at the party’s venue. Everyone’s in costumes, and at first it’s overwhelming because you can’t immediately distinguish the idols from the staff from the higher-ups in the company. As you and Jiwon step inside, you can only make out a few distinct people. 

Red Velvet’s Irene is dressed like an actual goddess, complete with an array of stars in an arc around her (an interesting choice that definitely makes sure no one gets too close to her). You spot Chanyeol standing tall over the group of people he’s talking with too. And then you see him.

Prince Charming.

Johnny Suh. 

He looks breathtakingly handsome, wearing a white uniform adorned with golden tassels and medals. His hair is gelled back from his face, and he’s in the middle of laughing at the princess beside him, though her back is to you. Johnny literally looks like a prince with his face full of sunlit radiance, and in that moment your heart yearns. You wish you had a Prince Charming, but it’s clear that this one already has his princess.

And then she turns around with a flip of her long, dark wavy hair.

You burst out laughing so loud that Jiwon hits your arm to make you quiet down. 

Hendery is dressed as a princess, clinging to Johnny’s arm as Jungwoo and Ten stand there with them, both of them laughing along with the costumed couple.

There are several other princesses you soon realize. Staff members and female artists have both dressed as princesses, and the more of them you see, the more you think that you’re not the Cinderella of this ball. There’s others that shine with more glitz and glamor than your thrifted dress ever could. So you mostly stick to yourself, seated at a table in the corner, sipping at your drink to avoid talking to a drunk coworker when he stumbles into his seat at the table.

You just watch the party, suddenly no longer feeling it because the best looking man here tonight is clearly Johnny Suh (which you’ve thought that numerous times before, but especially so tonight) and it’s obvious that everyone else thinks so too. He wins a prize. He has people coming up to him all night, fawning over him, running their fingers through the tassels on his shoulders.

“Stop pouting,” Jiwon tells you as she drops down into the seat beside yours. She sits a fresh drink down in front of you. “Just drink this down and come have fun with me. We can mingle and actually get the chance to speak to some of these idols we never work with.” 

You know she has her eyes on D.O. who’s standing in a clear line of sight from where you’re both sitting, holding an audience of a few people captive with his story.

“You go.” You nod toward him. “Here’s your chance, Jiwon.”

She frowns at you. “I didn’t spend so long making you look like Cinderella just for you to sit all glum in the corner. You look fantastic, darling, and if you don’t get up and show off that lovely dress and your beautiful face, then we can’t be friends anymore.” She folds her arms in front of her and pouts. 

“If I go get some more drinks, does that count?”

“It’s an improvement at least.” She sighs. “I’m going to try to talk to him. While I’m gone, don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” She eyes your coworker who’s slumped over in his chair now, starting to snore. “And make sure he doesn’t puke on himself.”

You have no intention of babysitting a guy who takes every opportunity to steal credit from you, so you definitely leave the table as soon as Jiwon walks away. 

You’re standing at the bar area, waiting for the man behind the counter to make the drink you’d requested, when someone comes up beside you, just a figure in the corner of your eye. It’s only when he speaks that you look up to see who he actually is.

“I think you dropped this,” Johnny says, and he’s holding up one of the satiny blue gloves you’d worn tonight. You’d taken them off while you ate, and you forgot you’d tucked them in the ribbon around your waist.

“Oh, thank you.” You incline your head and reach for the glove, but when your fingers brush Johnny’s, you pull away with your whole hand tingling. “I probably dropped the other one somewhere too.” You look around, searching the floor.

Johnny chuckles. “No, it’s still right there.” 

You feel a blush rising to your cheeks, and you’re grateful that you’re wearing the mask that hides most of your face. The other glove is still safely tucked at your waist, and as Johnny tells the bartender what he’d like, you pull both gloves onto your hands.

“Here’s your drink, Princess.” The man behind the counter winks as he says it, pushing the drink toward you. “And yours, Prince Charming.”

You take your drink and start to walk away, planning to head back to your comfortable corner to drink alone in peace, but then you notice Johnny just a step behind you. 

“I think you’re the only person dressed as a princess tonight that hasn’t come up to talk to me tonight.” He says, “Which is unfortunate, since I saw you the moment you walked in, and I wanted to come talk to you then, but Hendery wouldn’t let go of me. I think you deserved best costume; I’ve never seen a better Cinderella.”

His flattery works wonders on melting what nervousness you have in talking with him. Johnny’s all but a stranger to you. You don’t work closely with NCT, but on the few occasions you’ve gotten to work with them, Johnny was always such a large personality, so nice and funny and handsome. Maybe you definitely have a ridiculous crush on him. But it’s always been foolish and far-fetched.

This is the first conversation you’ve ever had with him, and you don’t quite make it back to that table in the back corner. Johnny drags you down to sit beside him at his table, and even though you’re surrounded by the other members, the way he’s looking at you as you talk makes it feel like it’s only the two of you in the whole building. 

You finish your drink, lose track of time, and by the time that the party’s really and truly ending, you’ve forgotten everything but the way that Johnny looks at you, the sound of his voice, and how much that you have in common with him. Maybe it’s ridiculous to form such a deep connection with someone at a party, especially when tomorrow you go back to being just a lowly staff member and he’s a world-famous idol. 

But Princess Hendery is the one to break up this intimate conversation. His hand lands on Johnny’s shoulder, and Johnny’s head snaps around. 

“Hyung, your ride’s about to leave.” Hendery pats Johnny’s shoulder, and then points down the length of the table to a man you recognize as an NCT manager. A tipsy Jaehyun walks by, his fingers twisting in the neck of Johnny’s uniform, and he leans in to whisper something in Johnny’s ear, his fingers slipping down to get a better grip on Johnny’s uniform, and then he’s dragging Johnny out of his seat, pulling him away out the door with their manager before you can get another word in.

You look around then, somewhat dazed at being pulled back into non-Johnny reality, and also slightly buzzed from your drinks, and you realize that the room has emptied out around you, only a handful of people remain. Including Jiwon. She’s bright red and grinning from ear to ear, leaning on a man in costume.

You refuse to let her make any drunken mistakes tonight, so you make your way over, loop your arm around her waist. “Come on, fairy godmother, it’s midnight and we need to get home before the spell wears off.”

Jiwon moans and groans, reluctantly letting you lead her out of the party at last, taking her home to pass out on your sofa.

And it’s a bit later as you fall into bed fresh from your shower with all the makeup washed away now, as you look happily at the photos you’d taken with Jiwon and some selfies you’d snapped several times throughout the night, that you tragically remember that you never gave Johnny your name.

By tragedy or fate or something else against you in the universe, you don’t get to see Johnny again before your position in the company takes you overseas. Not long term, just for a month. But during that month you build a lot of experience toward achieving your dream of becoming a manager for a group, getting your hands almost within reach of that prized promotion. 

And as for your Cinderella moment, you try to put it out of your mind, just as you’re sure Johnny’s done. Over a month has passed since the Halloween party, and you doubt he even remembers the Cinderella he spent the night talking to. Even if he does remember, you feel that any chance has long since passed for you to find him and tell him it was you.

On your first day back within the building, you’ve barely made it inside before Jiwon finds you. 

You hear her slippers slapping against the ground as she runs toward you, and then she loops her arm through yours in a vice. “Come with me. We need to talk,” she whispers conspiratorially, dragging you into the elevator with her.

“I didn’t want to tell you this while you were away dealing with everything, but,” she says excitedly in a hushed voice so no one overhears, “As your self-designated fairy godmother, I thought I should definitely give you a little heads up. Johnny’s been looking for Cinderella.”

Your heart thuds in your chest. “What?”

“Everyone’s heard him asking around casually about who’d been Cinderella that night, but you sneaky thing!” She pinches your side. “How did you manage to go the whole night without telling anyone who you were?”

Had you? You’d definitely talked with several other staff members at the start of the night, including your supervisor. At least one of them must have recognized you, right? But looking back now, maybe you hadn’t talked in particular about anything that would have given away who you were, and you don’t remember any of them calling you by name or even acknowledging that you were in their department. 

You’re still trying to wrap your head around it when the elevator doors open, and Jiwon walks out, still arm-in-arm with you.

“Look, it’s even a company-wide kind of meme.” She points at a bulletin board nearby where normally notices about events and deadlines and everything are hung. But now there’s also a sheet of paper with the word WANTED at the top, a badly pixellated image of the Disney version of Cinderella beneath that, and below that LAST SEEN: SM HALLOWEEN PARTY. In tiny font beneath contact NCT Johnny if you have any information. 

“What the hell?” You look around to see if anyone else is looking, and then you step forward and tear it off the bulletin board. “What are people thinking? What if this shows up in the background of a video?” Idols pass through here semi-frequently with cameras on them for one reason or another. You can only imagine the chaos of fans reacting to such a notice as this Cinderella one.

Jiwon laughs as you crumple the sheet up and toss it in a nearby trashcan. “At this point, everyone’s started assuming Cinderella was just a random party-crasher or a ghost since she hasn’t come forward.” She pats your shoulder comfortingly. “One of the aespa girls almost confessed to him that it was her.”

A flare of jealous heat sparks to life in your belly. “Well, it definitely wasn’t!”

“Of course not! She was dressed like a princess too, but not anything remotely Cinderella-esque.” Someone walks into the elevator area, so Jiwon drops her voice to a whisper once more as she tries to urge you, “You should go tell him that you’re his Cinderella! It would be so cute!” 

“Are you kidding?” You hiss, glancing over at the man waiting for an elevator. “Look at me, Jiwon. He’d take one look and laugh that I couldn’t possibly be Cinderella. I don’t look anything like I did that night.” You gesture at the very casual outfit you’re wearing, your drastically less made-up face, and just everything about you. You’d truly experienced some kind of magical transformation that night courtesy of the woman beside you. “I couldn’t tell him. Plus, it’s been over a month. Is he really still looking for Cinderella? I’d have given up by this point, like you said, just thinking it was a random party-crasher or something. Plus, if this is like an actual Cinderella moment, it’s not like anything romantic can happen between him and I. It’s against policy.”

Jiwon shakes her head, disappointed. “You’re such a party pooper, darling. And, you’re right, this isn’t a fairytale, okay? I get that. It’s real life and there’s actual consequences, so I won’t blame you if you don’t tell him. But come on, the risk is well worth the reward here, I would think. This job or Johnny? The choice is obvious to me.”

Maybe once you would have agreed. Choosing the literal man of your dreams (because Johnny has been showing up in your dreams with some amount of frequency ever since Halloween) would have been an easy choice before you’d actually landed a position in SM Entertainment. Even then, it wouldn’t have been a crazy choice in your mind. But more recently things have changed.

“They’re promoting me.” You shake Jiwon loose so you can face her properly. “That’s what the whole point of me being overseas for the last month was. Training me up, seeing if I had the potential to really be a manager. And that’s my dream job, you know. I don’t think the risk is worth the reward in this case. But damn,” you sigh, catching sight of a screen showing a clip from one of NCT’s music videos, Johnny’s face filling the screen. “I wish it was possible.”

To give up your dream job just for the possibility of a romance with an idol seemed far-fetched and stupid. 

So you ignore the Cinderella search. It’s not like you ever even see Johnny, so it’s not a problem at all.

Until the day comes when you officially receive your promotion. 

“You’re being promoted,” your supervisor tells you, “NCT needs a new manager, and you’re best qualified for the job.”

Your stomach feels like it drops to the floor. “What?”

You’d been expecting that you were going to get to help manage a new group, or at least maybe aespa. You didn’t think they’d throw you to the wolves that was the confusing mess of NCT’s schedules. So it was a nightmare wrapped in a thin layer of a dream, and right at the heart of it all was Johnny Suh.

You were so nervous on your first day as a manager (because of course, you couldn’t manage one of the other units, you had to be assigned to 127) that Johnny would recognize you on the spot, call you out on being Cinderella, and make a scene. But you were equally as nervous that he wouldn’t recognize you at all.

The latter turned out to be the truer though not entirely accurate.

When you were introduced to the members, Johnny gave you a kind smile, and then said, “Hey, I recognize you.”

Your heart stopped and then started beating at what felt like double-time. “You do?”

He nods. “Yeah, you’ve worked with us before, right?”

Ah. Your heart rate slows back to normal. “Yeah, yes, I have. Just a few times.” 

Then he repeats your name back to you as if making sure that he’s got it right, and an hour later you’re still thinking about the way that your name sounds from his lips.

That feeling doesn’t pass, not for a while. 

Slowly you grow more comfortable and relaxed in your role a manager for the group. You get used to the stunning presence of the handsome men. You get used to the sound of Johnny’s voice and his laugh. You get used to driving the members around, shuttling them to and from schedules, getting them what they need, managing them and managing your feelings.

And best of all, you never hear Johnny mention Halloween or Cinderella, which makes it much easier to put it all from your mind. Well, somewhat easier. Jiwon refuses to let you forget; she calls herself your fairy godmother all the time, calls you princess, teases you when you mention stories that involve Johnny, which is most of them because within several weeks of you becoming a manager for the unit, you and Johnny have actually grown quite close.

“Oh, come on!” Jiwon exclaims one evening as she stretches out on your bed. “I’m tired of all of these cute, funny stories about Johnny! I want gushy romantic, hot stories.” She rolls over onto her stomach and looks at you. “God, let me tell you, one time when I was doing their makeup the stylist had to make an alteration on his pants, and that man whipped off his pants with no shame and stood there in his underwear for me to do his makeup. Babe, I know you’re already mentally going through hoops to avoid thinking about him, but trust me that you would reconsider if you had seen his--”

You slap your hand over her mouth. “Don’t.”

“No need to sound so pained about it.” She pushes your hand away. “I don’t know why you’re fighting this so hard. Yeah, you’re a manager, but you and him are fully grown adults. This is a stupid policy because from the stories you’ve told me, if you and Johnny were just alone for like an hour together, you would probably end up together.”

You roll your eyes. There have been times you’ve been alone with Johnny, driving him to or from a schedule. It wasn’t like there was undeniable sexual tension in that van or anything like that. And even if Jiwon means totally alone in a non-mobile setting, you doubt anything like that would happen, but you’ve never yet had the chance to find out.

When the first winter storm hits, you’re driving Taeyong back to the dorm from a solo schedule he’d had that had run long. It’s very late. Taeyong dozes in the passenger seat, you’re yawning every other minute, and as you enter the city limits you realize that it’s starting to snow large, fluffy flakes that are coating everything they touch.

The city’s been extremely cold lately, so you’re not surprised that the snow isn’t melting, just piling up, making it hard to see at times. 

By the time you reach the dorm, the roads are slushy and slick. Snow blows across the streets in waves.

Taeyong’s schedule had been a three-day event, so he has a few items to unload, and due to the sharp cold breeze and how deep asleep he’d been just moment before, you help Taeyong unload and carry his belongings up to the dorm. Your shoes squeak on the floor, and by the time you reach the door of the dorm, you’re both still shivering.

The door opens with a chime, and as you come inside, you see Johnny’s sitting at the kitchen table playing on his phone and eating cereal. Taeyong mumbles something, toes off his shoes, drops his bags, and just stumbles off to bed, too sleepy to even do anything else.

Johnny’s watching you as you let out a big yawn and sit what you’d been carrying down beside the rest. 

You run your fingers over your hair, brushing away the last snowflakes that cling somewhat intact to your hair. “It’s snowing pretty good out there. I haven’t seen snow like this in years.”

Johnny glances over at the large window of their living room. The puffs of snow float by, lit up by all the city lights, and he stands up, walking over to press his face to the glass, looking down at the street below and the rooftops around their building. Everything’s already covered in a pretty decent amount of snow. 

“It’s beautiful out there.” Johnny is pressed to the glass, looking out at everything. 

Before you can register what’s happening (it is very late and you’re half-asleep on your feet, so excuse you if you’re a little slow at the moment), Johnny’s walking back past you, grabbing his coat from the back of a chair with one hand, and taking your hand with the other. He guides you along by the hand down through the building, out into the falling snow. 

“What are we doing?” You ask, folding your arms around yourself as Johnny releases your hand once you’re outside. Shock at the situation kept you silent until then. “You shouldn’t be out here. You’ll catch a cold.”

Johnny laughs. “I’ll be fine. Come take my picture.” He walks out into the snow-covered street, tilting his head back to the sky, arms held out. The streetlight just down the road casts Johnny and the snow in a silver light, and he’s so beautiful in that moment that you’d be crazy not to take a photo, so you pull out your phone and start taking pictures of him. 

This photoshoot goes on for several minutes before you pause to check a photo you just took, and for your efforts of trying to be a good photographer, you get a snowball right to the shoulder. Johnny’s laugh is loud in the muted silence of the falling snow, and he only laughs louder when you shove your phone into your jacket pocket and duck down to form a snowball of your own.

The snow fight lasts until you’re both pink-cheeked, sniffling in the cold air, and neither of you can feel your fingertips anymore.

“I’m t-too cold to keep this g-going.” Johnny laughs and shivers, tucking his hands into his armpits as he walks toward you. 

“I - I should get going anyway.” Your teeth chatter together. “I still need to get home, and it’s late.”

“Come up for c-coffee,” Johnny suggests, his eyes lingering on you and the snow caught in your hair, wreathing your face. “You’re clearly tired and cold. You need some coffee.”

Damn your heart and Johnny’s good intentions. You follow him back up to the dorm, and while you shuck off your coat and wet shoes and damp socks, Johnny starts making you both some coffee. And minutes later, you’re still shivering as you clasp a warm mug between both of your hands, sitting next to Johnny while he swipes through your camera roll to check out the photos of him you’d just taken.

You know that you should leave. It’s not appropriate for you to just be hanging out at the dorm. You should put your coat and shoes back on, take the coffee to go, and head home so you can get some sleep before you have to work tomorrow. Just as you’re about to say something along those lines, your phone buzzes against the table and Johnny makes a soft, oh.

“What?” You lean closer, sitting the mug down on the table.

“It’s a weather alert.” Johnny looks up at you, and for a moment neither of you speak or move or breathe. You’re so close together right now. You can see all of the little water droplets stubbornly clinging to his eyelashes from the snow. You can smell the coffee on his breath and something a little sweet too. But then Johnny snaps his mouth closed and leans back a little, just putting some distance between you and him. 

He clears his throat, then says, “It says the roads are really bad, that it’s just going to get worse. You should probably just stay here tonight, and I feel like you’re going to argue with that, but honestly, it’s for your own safety. Roads are dangerous, plus you’re already cold and tired. That’s a bad combination. You’re just going to have to be back here in a few hours to pick us up anyway since hyung is gone.”

You’d forgotten about that. The manager that normally stays at the dorm with them is gone for the week. That’s why you had to be the one to take Taeyong to his solo schedule, and why you were going to have to be up earlier than normal for work tomorrow. Maybe Johnny has a good point.

Johnny looks away from you, back down at your phone, and he swipes away the notification, then makes a little frown. 

You look down as well, and there you see that your phone has gone back to the screen showing all of your photos, and there, just barely visible at the top of the screen, is a photo you’d taken of yourself in the Cinderella costume on the night of the Halloween party.

Johnny inhales and the silence as you wait for his exhale seems to last an eternity.

“You were--”

You push back from the table, already reaching to pull your shoes back onto your feet, forgetting entirely about your wet socks. “I’d really better leave.”

You’re halfway to the door, hopping on one foot, struggling to get your second foot into it’s boot, when Johnny loops his hand at your elbow, helping to steady you as you’d nearly just tipped over onto your face. 

“Please don’t leave.” He pleads.

You look up at him. Your foot thumps heavily down onto the ground. “Johnny.... please. I shouldn’t stay here, I could get in trouble with the company.”

His eyes are softer than you’ve ever seen them before. “Please stay. It’s dangerous out there, I’ve said that already. If anyone has a problem with you staying here overnight for your own safety, then I’ll vouch for you. I’ll make the others vouch too.” His hand slides from your elbow down to your wrist, holding loosely now that you don’t seem to be in such a rush to leave. A slow, crooked smile appears on his lips. “And anyway, Cinderella, you’re supposed to leave a shoe behind, not your wet socks.”

You roll your eyes, but you smile as well. “I didn’t want to tell you.”

“That you’re the Cinderella I’ve been looking for for months now?” Johnny’s hand slips even lower on your wrist until his fingers are just clasping your hand. “Why didn’t you want to tell me? I had so much fun talking with you that night, and after we left I realized I hadn’t even found out who you were.”

You shiver now that your feet are back inside your wet shoes. 

Johnny clicks his tongue disapprovingly. “Take your shoes off. You’re staying. Go on. Sit right there.” He points at the chair beside the table. “I’ll be right back. Don’t you dare leave.”

His voice is so commanding, you wouldn’t dare leave now. He walks out of the kitchen, and when he returns a moment later, he’s carrying a change of clothes for you from his own closet. 

“I know it’s your job to worry about us,” he says, holding out the clothes to you. “But please let me take care of you too. Don’t catch a cold. You can go shower in the bathroom off my room, put these on. You’re staying here tonight.”

You nod, accepting the sweater and slick basketball shorts. 

When you emerge from the shower several minutes later, feeling much more thoroughly warmed, the lights in the dorm have all been turned off, but Johnny’s sitting on the sofa now with his phone lighting up his face. It’s very, very late. He looks as if he could nod off right there, but as you walk closer to him, he blinks up at you. A smile breaks across his otherwise sleepy expression.

“What?” You ask, sinking down onto the sofa with him. There’s a blanket draped over the back, and Johnny immediately pulls it down over your shoulders. You clasp the edges of it together in front of you. “Why are you smiling like that? Are you feeling feverish or something?” You lift a hand and immediately check his forehead with the back of your hand, but he doesn’t feel warm.

Johnny, still smiling, reaches up to lightly bat away your hand as he sighs and rests his head against the cushiony back of the sofa, staring at you. “No, like.... It’s just, I can’t believe you’re actually wearing my clothes.”

“You gave them to me.” You reply, amused at the dopey look on his face. 

“I know.” Johnny whispers. “You just look really good in them.”

Your heart flutters in the way that you know you shouldn’t let it. This is Johnny. You’re his manager. This is inappropriate to be feeling this way about him. It’s definitely inappropriate to be sitting on a sofa in the dark with him, wearing his clothes, having just showered in his shower using his shampoo and body wash. But it feels good.

You lean your head against the sofa’s back too, draw your knees up toward your chest, and you look right back at Johnny in the same way he’s looking at you. You whisper, “You should go to bed. We all have to be up in a few hours.”

He bites his bottom lip and then stretches out a risky hand to touch yours. When you don’t pull away or tell him not to, Johnny keeps going, turning your hand over, pulling it into his lap. He touches your palm, caresses your fingers, treating you like you’re fragile and delicate like a little princess.

“Johnny,” you whisper a few moments later when he’s still just holding your hand, making no effort to go to bed. “Go.”

“There’s so much snow out there.” He says after another few seconds. “There’s no way that we’ll still have our schedules tomorrow. By the time morning really comes, we’re going to be buried in. I was looking at the weather while you were showering, and it’s not showing any sign of stopping before at least tomorrow night.”

“Banking on your schedule being cancelled doesn’t mean you don’t have to go to bed.” Your hand shakes slightly as you lift it, trembling with the risky nature of what you do next. Johnny’s hair is soft and his face is pleasantly warm as you push a few loose strands away from his face. 

Johnny exhales at the feel of your fingertips just barely brushing his skin. “Come to bed with me. Haechan’s not here. He’s upstairs tonight.”

You noticed that as you crept into Johnny’s room to use that bathroom. Both of the beds were empty. 

It’s tempting to give in, to follow him into that bedroom and let the door close behind you as you get into bed with him. You’re sure that sharing a bed with Johnny would be very warm and comforting in this snowy cold night. But you can’t. 

“Johnny.” Your voice trembles ever so slightly. “I can’t. I’m your manager, and it just.... I could get in trouble.”

“You’re still shivering from the cold,” he argues, “Basically hypothermic. I’m just trying to keep you healthy, trying to save you from freezing. No one would know but us. If the others ask questions, I’ll make excuses.” He smiles, and that almost does it for you.

You shake your head, close your eyes, turn your head away from him so you’re not faced with the temptation. “No. I’m serious. You should go to bed. I’ll stay right here. Just here.” You pat the sofa. “I’ll be comfy and this blanket’s warm.”

“Fine.” Johnny sighs, and he stands up, still holding your hand. “But don’t think that you can sneak out, Cinderella. Okay?”

You squeeze his hand lightly. “I’m not going anywhere, Johnny.”

He leans in so quickly that there’s no time for you to even protest before he’s pressing a kiss to your cheek. And then he’s gone, vanishing into his bedroom as you sit frozen on the sofa, looking after him.

It takes a long time to fall asleep after that. Just you lying there in the dark with the blanket tugged up to your chin, listening to all of the unfamiliar sounds of the dorm, watching the snow drift by outside the window, shivering in the chill air.

After nearly an hour of silence and cold and overthinking, you sit up, gather the blanket around your shoulders, and you tiptoe across the living room to the door of Johnny’s bedroom. 

When you reach the door, you stand there in hesitation, your knuckles hovering just inches from the door. You’re being silly. Ridiculous. You’re putting the future of your career in jeopardy by just standing here before his doorway and contemplating going inside. You shift your weight uncertainly, drop your hand to your side, consider turning back and walking to the sofa, but before you can move, the door swings open and you’re faced with Johnny’s chest.

You lift your gaze slowly to his face.

“I could almost hear you thinking through the door,” he says with a smile, and then he steps aside, “Why don’t you come in?”

“It’s just cold out there,” you mumble as you step inside, pulling your blanket tighter around your shoulders. “I was going to ask if you had another blanket.”

Johnny hums in a way that tells you that he doesn’t buy your lie one bit. He closes the door behind him, his back braced against it as he faces you. “I can’t believe that all this time you’ve been my Cinderella.” He shakes his head, gaze wandering over the shadowy shape of you.

His room is dark but your eyes are adjusted just enough that you can see him fairly well in the faint light coming in through the window. So you can see as he pushes away from the door, as he steps toward you. Your body tingles in anticipation, your fingertips go numb so you curl them into fists in your blanket, and Johnny stops right in front of you.

“It’s well past midnight, Cinderella,” he whispers. “The ball is ended, the magic spell is worn off, and you’re still just as beautiful and fascinating and enchanting as you were that night.” His hands come up to the blanket wrapped around your shoulders, fingers tucking underneath. Your grip on the blanket loosens even as Johnny starts to move the blanket.

It falls away, pooling at your feet.

“Johnny.”

His thumb brushes along your jawline. Your body feels on fire, your fingers burn with the desire to touch him too. So you do, curling your fingers at his hips, his skin warm under yours, and Johnny takes a shuffling step just a bit closer to you, his bare toes bumping against yours.

“Johnny,” you repeat his name, lifting your chin to look him in the eye. “Kiss me?”

He doesn’t wait for you to ask him again. Johnny leans in and catches your lips in a kiss. His palm rests against the side of your neck, his thumb still stroking at your jaw. When you try to press closer, to deepen the kiss, Johnny backs away.

“Don’t stop,” you whine, clenching your hands at his sides. 

Johnny chuckles, dipping forward to kiss your forehead. And then he kisses you again. He takes a step back, you follow, and another, and then he’s sinking down onto his bed, his hands moving to your hips to guide you to straddle his lap, not breaking the kiss as you do.

Making out with Johnny Suh is certainly not what you imagined you’d be doing tonight when you brought Taeyong home from his schedule, but here you are, sitting in his lap in his bed, his hands on your hips, and your mouth on his.

“Wait,” he mumbles, pulling back momentarily. “Let me put some music on or something.”

You don’t want to move from his lap, but you let him lean away, reaching back across his bed toward the pillows to grab his phone. He taps at the screen for a few moments, and then music—soft enough to not wake anyone but just loud enough to mask any sounds the two of you may make—begins to play over his Bluetooth speakers.

As Johnny sits back up, leaving his phone tucked beneath his pillow, you admire the sight of him. His abs. His chest. His arms.

You’ve seen Johnny shirtless before in dressing rooms, for photo shoots and video shoots. But seeing him like this, in the half light of his bedroom with the tingling reminder of his lips on yours, is a completely different experience.

Like a magnet, he finds you again. His mouth on yours, kiss unrestrained under the cover of the music, letting out tiny little moans as he kisses you. Each sound brings a smile to your lips, and after a few moments, you’re grinning into the kiss, twisting your fingers into his hair, and Johnny smiles as he fits his hands under your borrowed sweatshirt, his fingers chilly on your heated waist and belly.

His fingers shift higher and higher, and your breath hitches as he caressed your breast.

“Alright?” He murmurs, giving you a moment to answer while he kisses the corner of your mouth, skimming his lips over your jaw, down your throat.

You shiver, twisting your fingers a little more tightly in his hair, shifting just that much closer to him. You can feel every inch of him against you, your body burns and tingles, your heart racing in your chest.

“So good,” you moan softly, tugging lightly on his hair to bring his mouth back to yours.

Johnny smiles into the kiss, his thumb drifting attentively over your nipple. Slowly he eases backwards until he’s flat on his back and you lie against his chest, still just kissing him and yearning to feel his hands touching you everywhere, not just your breast. You shiver against him again, and Johnny is gentle as he rolls you under him, as he tugs the blankets up over your bodies.

“Still cold, Cinderella?” He teases, his nose bumping against your cheek.

You push a section of his hair back behind his ear, spend a few seconds lingering there, your thumb against his face. He’s so handsome, and you being here beneath him in his bed, it’s unreal. Like a dream. Like a fairytale Cinderella moment you never thought you’d have because he’s an SM Prince, and who are you? Hardly any better than a servant.

Johnny shifts to the side, looking down at you. “What are you thinking about? You’ve got that expression.” He lifts a finger and traces the furrow between your eyebrows.

“I’m just thinking how I don’t belong here.” You sigh, looking away to the window. Your hand is on his arm and you absentmindedly stroke over his sunflower tattoo, mirroring the movements of his thumb moving back and forth on your waist beneath the sweatshirt. 

Johnny’s lips touch against your throat, pulling a sigh from your lips, to which he asks, “What do you mean you don’t belong here? And don’t tell me again that it’s because you’re a manager.”

But that’s exactly why. 

“Stay here. With me.” Johnny withdraws his hand from beneath your sweatshirt. “If you feel like this is moving too fast, we can stop here. We can go to sleep. Just sleep.”

He moves back an inch or two, just as much as his narrow twin bed will allow, but you don’t want him to go far. You scoot closer again, still gripping his arm. Johnny smiles at that. You sink your head onto the pillow, look up at him. “I’ll stay.”

“Good.” Johnny brings his hand up, tracing his knuckles lightly along your cheek in a way that makes your heart pound and your toes and fingertips tingle in delight, in the need for reciprocation, to touch him and hold him too. But you bring your hands up to your chest, clench them into tight fists inside the sleeves of the sweater, will yourself to not touch him because if you do, you’re pretty sure you won’t be able to stop yourself from going further. 

“You promise you won’t run away after I close my eyes?” Johnny asks. 

“I promise.” You watch as Johnny stands up from the bed, and he hesitates then for a moment, looking down at you, his hands on his hips. You think, for a moment, that he’s about to tell you goodnight and sleep in Haechan’s bed instead. But he takes a deep breath, his thumbs tracing along the waistband of his sweatpants. 

“So, normally, I do sleep in my underwear. I get hot at night, so it’s just a lot more comfortable for me.” He explains, glancing away as he admits this. You have a feeling that he might actually normally sleep naked, but given that you’ve both agreed to draw the line at making out and some light touching tonight, being naked in bed with you might be a bit more than you wanted. 

You appreciate his unspoken question, a request for you to consent to him stripping to his underwear to sleep in bed with you. But it’s his bed, in his bedroom, in his apartment where you still feel you don’t entirely belong. You’re the intruder here. And besides--

“I like to sleep in my underwear too,” you tell him. “So it works out.” 

Beneath the blanket, you shimmy easily out of the silky basketball shorts Johnny had lent you, and as you drop them out over the side of the bed, you watch Johnny swallow, his throat bobbing even as he smiles a little. You watch too as his thumbs tuck under the waistband of his pants, and then he’s pushing them down, kicking them off, slipping back into the narrow bed with you.

You keep the sweater on, but the bare skin of your legs, from toe to hip feel so free beneath the sheets, and when Johnny’s knee knocks into yours, you feel it from the point of contact all the way through your body. You’re hyper-aware of him, more than you’ve ever been with anyone else probably.

And then you lift your leg a little, draping it over one of his so your knee rests between both of his. You prop yourself on your side a bit, a hand tucked under the pillow. Johnny faces you too.

“Goodnight, Cinderella,” he whispers. 

“Goodnight, Johnny.”

You don’t remember falling asleep. One moment you were listening to the music softly playing still from the speakers, to the even sound of Johnny breathing. And then you’re woken by the sound of your phone ringing while the sky outside is still a dim shade of gray.

Your phone’s in the pocket of the shorts on the floor, so you fumble around for a moment before finally fishing them out of the pocket. You stab at the button to answer the call, squinting against the brightness of the screen.

“Hello?” You mumble into the phone.

Johnny shifts beside you, his hand sliding over your belly where the sweatshirt has ridden up through the night. His thumb touches the lacy edge of your panties. You close your eyes and focus on breathing, on listening to whoever’s interrupted your sweet sleep so early in the morning. 

“I’ve got some good news.” It’s your boss, the one who makes all of the big calls. “Schedules are cancelled for the day, that’s the official news. The city’s snowed in, so you can stay home today.”

You can’t believe Johnny was right about that. You’ve never had a day where you heard of their schedules being cancelled because of the weather like this, but you accept it, thank him for calling to let you know, and when you end the call, you lie there in the silent darkness of the bedroom.

At some point in the night, the music has ended. It must be very early, with the sky still so dark outside the window, but even in the half-light you can still see snowflakes drifting by. 

Johnny’s fingers twitch on your belly, his pinky finger stroking along the top edge of your panties. You turn your head to look at him.

His eyes are still closed, but you can tell that he’s awake.

“Who was that?” He asks after a few moments, his voice soft and rough at the same time, drenched with sleep. 

“You were right. The day’s schedules are cancelled.” You lay your hand over his. You’re half-tempted to move it just because it’s driving you to distraction, but at the same time you don’t want him to stop touching you like this.

“Mm, perfect.” Johnny opens one eye to look at you. “Now we can just sleep for the rest of the morning. Stay in bed.”

You want that. There’s nothing you want more right now than to stay here in bed with Johnny. “I should probably go let the other boys know. Tell them to turn off their alarms. To stay inside today where it’s warm.”

The tip of his pinky makes it just beneath the edge of your panties. Your nipples are hard, and you’re glad you’re wearing the sweatshirt so he can’t tell how just this tiny touch is affecting you so greatly. But it’s something in the way he’s looking at you right then--his bottom lip caught beneath his teeth, his eyes on your parted lips--that tells you that somehow he already knows how aroused you are.

You almost close your thighs, squeeze your legs together to do something about that burning need rising between your legs. But your one leg is still draped over Johnny’s, your calf against his. And when you move it just a little, the friction of your skin against his has Johnny breathing more deeply.

There’s a buzz running under your skin, zipping through your veins, and in the moment you forget everything else but that feeling and Johnny making you feel it. 

Your hand covers his on your belly, and you apply just the lightest amount of pressure. His fingers slide so eagerly into your panties.

His breath sounds unsteady, and you’re sure yours does too.

“I’m gonna be so honest right now,” he tells you, his voice barely more than a breath. “I’m so hard, baby. The second you made that little whimper, shit, I felt lightheaded.” You don’t know what whimper he’s talking about, but you don’t care. His fingertips are edging lower and lower inside your panties and in a second he’ll be touching your clit and that’s all you want right now. You almost buck up into his touch.

You grip his wrist before he can, and Johnny freezes. “We don’t have any music,” you tell him. 

Johnny smiles. “Guess you’ll just have to try to keep quiet then, won’t you?”

“Guess you should kiss me again then.” You reply, and Johnny’s only too pleased to satisfy that request.

The moment his mouth is on yours, he’s dipping his fingers lower, his middle finger touching your clit, and he gasps lightly as he feels the heat of your wetness coating his fingers. You can’t believe you’re doing this with Johnny.

He rolls closer, and as he does you can feel his erection against your thigh. 

“You want me to finger you, baby?” His words flow over your lips, swallowed right down by your eagerness. You nod. “I want to hear you say it.”

A new wave of heat bursts in your belly at Johnny’s dominant tone. “I want your fingers, Johnny.” 

He smiles as he kisses you now, pressing his long middle finger inside you in a way that would have you loudly gasping except for his mouth sealed over yours. Johnny curls his finger just right, his palm smoothly moving against your clit as he thrusts his finger inside you, soon adding a second then a third. 

You’re openly panting and moaning into his mouth as he fucks you on his fingers. His other arm is wrapped around your back, bracing you against him as he works you quickly toward an orgasm. His erection is against your thigh, and occasionally you notice him grinding against you, thrusting forward to help with what he needs. But most of his attention is on you, making you feel good.

It’s still some time before dawn when Johnny brings you tumbling over the edge of your climax. Your thighs close around his arm, his fingers still pumping inside you, and you bite his tongue as you cum, and that just makes him moan. 

You’re still shaking from the ecstasy when you break the kiss to drop your head to his shoulder, your breath coming out in shaky puffs.

Johnny kisses your forehead, his damp fingers pull out, slipping out of your panties to rest against your thigh, the other hand strokes your lower back, a relaxing weight keeping you resting against him. You try to move a hand down, wanting to touch him too, but Johnny makes a noise.

“You don’t have to.” His damp fingers close around your wrist. “I’m fine.”

“You’re still hard.” You raise your knee a little so your thigh brushes against where his dick is still full in his underwear. 

His eyes flutter for a moment, his hips grinding forward. 

You lift a hand to touch his hair, tugging lightly to bring his lips to yours as you tilt your head back. “Let me make you feel good, too, Johnny.”

Johnny slides his body over yours smoothly, his body bracketed perfectly by your thighs. You tangle your arms behind his neck, kissing him like your life depends on it as he grinds against you through your panties. 

You can feel him very clearly now. Every inch of him. You wish he was inside you, stretching you wide open, filling you deeply with his length. You kiss him and trace all of those desires against his tongue. Your heart pounds with that desire, breath racing and your nails rake down his back as he picks a good rhythm. You’re going to cum again, you already know it.

“Fuck,” Johnny mumbles into the kiss. “I wish I could cum inside you.”

“Then fuck me.” You gasp back. “Where are condoms?”

His lips slide from yours, over your jaw to your throat. He groans. “In the drawer over there.” But you can tell from the tightness in his voice, from the broken staccato beat of his movements that he’s close, that he probably won’t be able to hold back much longer. Why wait? Why risk putting a pause on this if it might just ruin his orgasm?

You shake your head, tangle your fingers in his hair, guide his lips back to yours. Next time. He can fuck you next time. Right now you just want him to cum; you want him to get you to cum a second time.

A hoarse groan builds in the back of his throat, and Johnny thrusts one last time before he freezes, his cock twitching in his underwear, right against you. You can feel the wet heat of him spreading through the material right against you, and you buck your hips up, chasing your own orgasm even if it means grinding against Johnny’s sensitive cock as he comes down from his high.

Johnny’s mouth feels so soft against yours when you kiss this time as your orgasm crashes through you. Lazy kisses, bodies intertwined. Johnny doesn’t move from between your thighs, just holding himself above you, kissing you slowly and softly.

Morning is breaking outside, though with the heavy winter weather, there’s not too much of a difference visually. 

Eventually Johnny moves away, his hand slides up under your sweatshirt, just touching your bare skin as you both tuck yourself against each other and catch your breath. 

It’s still early. You could roll over to fall back asleep, but even as you consider that, you know it’s too late, you’re already wide awake. Johnny knows it too, so after a handful of moments, he kisses you and then sits up.

“I’m going to shower.” He stands out of bed, tugging uncomfortably at his underwear. You can see the damp spot spread over the front of them, and you hide your smile in his pillow. You made him cum in his pants. It’s cute. You close your eyes and replay that moment, Johnny pressed against your like that, the way he’d moved, the way he’d sounded as he came.

When you open your eyes again, he’s gone. The bathroom door is closed, only a thin sliver of light beneath it and the gentle patter of the shower turning on indicating that Johnny’s behind it.

The dorm is still thick with the sound of sleep, so you’re quiet as you redress and creep out of Johnny’s room. You stand to look out the window in the living room. The world outside is covered in thick snow that continues to fall. Your breath fogs the glass.  

Taeyong’s the first one up, stumbling out of his room in just shorts and a tshirt, shivering as he walks into the kitchen. He pours himself a glass of water, and when he turns around, he spots you and nearly drops the glass. He swears viciously before realizing it’s you.

“Fuck, I’m sorry.” He covers his mouth. “Did you stay here last night?”

You nod. “The weather got worse and I was really tired, so Johnny insisted that I stay.” Taeyong makes a face that you can’t quite decipher before he hides it. “Your schedules are cancelled for the day, by the way. We’re snowed in.”

Taeyong nods. “In that case, I’m going back to bed.” He disappears back into his bedroom, and once more the dorm falls silent.

A shiver works its way down your spine as you yawn. You’re so tired, but you know you can’t go back to sleep, so you go make yourself a strong cup of coffee, watch the snow and think. You think about how what you did with Johnny was a mistake--it was great and you loved it and you can’t truly bring yourself to regret it, but it was a mistake nonetheless because if it gets out, if this becomes serious or ends badly, then it will reflect horribly on your career, and all of your dreams will be flushed away. 

You want Johnny. You love the way he makes you feel. But you know that you shouldn’t indulge. 

And for the next several minutes you sway back and forth on that dangerous line of thought--you want him, but you shouldn’t want him. Maybe you should just leave today, go home, and the next time you see him pretend that the events of last night and this morning never happened. Maybe he’ll forget you’re the Cinderella he spent months searching for.; maybe that was all just a fun game for him anyway, and he’ll lose interest now that he’s found you.

By the time the coffee finishes brewing, you hear the sound of movement in Johnny’s room as he leaves the shower. You pour yourself a mug, another one for him, and then you knock carefully (to not spill the coffees) on his door before opening it.

Johnny’s sitting in bed again, but when he sees you, he sits up and runs his fingers through his hair. 

“Feel better?” you ask him, standing there beside his bed as you offer him one of the coffees. He nods and sips at his coffee, and you look over at the window again, at the steadily falling snow. "I guess I still need to figure out some way to get home.”

“Don’t be ridiculous,” Johnny murmurs into his coffee. “You can stay here. Stay right here.” He lifts his face out of his mug just long enough to grab your hand and pull you down to sit on his bed. He doesn’t let go of your hand.

You say his name in a warning tone, but it just makes him smile. 

“What?” His thumb rubs gently over your knuckles. “Cinderella kept running away from the Prince because she was scared of her stepmother and stepsisters, right? Well, the Prince found her and they lived happily ever after. I like you. I liked you before I knew you were my Cinderella from Halloween. Finding that out last night or this morning or whatever, that’s just a bonus. I like you in case what we did earlier didn’t make that obvious, and if you like me too, well we can find a way to be together even if our wicked company tries their best to keep it from happening.”

You feel very warm all of a sudden, possibly its the coffee or the bulky sweater Johnny had let you borrow, or it could very well be that he’s confessing to you. Confessing in such a cheesy manner, too. He has feelings for you. For you, not for the Cinderella fantasy version of you. 

You push the sleeves of the sweater up your arms, trying to cool down some.

“Johnny.” You know that nothing good can come of what he’s suggesting.

“Don’t say my name like that,” he says softly. “Don’t say it like it’s a no. Don’t say it like you want me but you can’t. We already started down this path, so don’t turn your back on this, please. Say my name like you agree with me, like you like me too.” 

“Johnny.” This time you put your longing for him behind those two syllables. You try your best to make it sound like a yes. 

You want Johnny. You want this to work. And if he believes in it, then you want to too. But you won’t let this affect your dream. You’ll have Johnny and you’ll have your dream job too. You can figure it out as you go.

Johnny grins. “Yeah, that sounds much better.” He takes a drink of his coffee again, watching you over the lip of the mug, then says, “I can’t get over how a few months ago I wanted to learn your name and now you’re having breakfast with me in my sweater.”

“Coffee is hardly breakfast, Johnny. Please tell me that you know that.” You groan, prying the coffee mug out of his hands.

He shrugs and grins, watching as you sit his mug and your own on his bedside table. And then he reaches for you, pulling you into his lap so you’re face-to-face. Johnny kisses you slowly, deeply, and when he pulls away, he murmurs, “All I know for now is that you’re my mysterious Cinderella, you’re wearing my sweater, I can still smell you in my sheets, and we have no plans for the rest of the day. If you’d like, I’d love to make you cum again.”

Oh God, you think to yourself, what have you gotten yourself into?

a/n: so months and months ago back when I was accepting requests based off a prompt list, someone sent me a prompt for Johnny to use both “No, like…. It’s just, I can’t believe you’re actually wearing my clothes.” and “I can’t get over how a few months ago I wanted to learn your name and now you’re having breakfast with me in my sweater.” and thus this was born

I wouldn’t have taken so long to write this, and I’m really really sorry to the original requester (especially since I know I’ve messaged them and let them know it would take a while, but damn I don’t think either of us thought it would take this long, and I checked and they haven’t been active on their blog in a while, so now I feel bad) but I got distracted with writing the next part of the poly series (which was Adore You) and then forgot about this for a brief time, and then once I remembered I was deep into working on the poly finale, so I had to focus on it. But now I’ve finished that! And I’ve finished this too, so if the original requester is still around and sees this then I’m sorry it took so long please forgive me! I would tag them, but I’m not entirely sure if they wanted to be tagged in this or not!

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 ❝ my darling, you will never be unloved by me. you are to well tangled in my soul. ❞

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01. SATURN de Sleeping At Least ( with shortness of breath i'll try to explain the infinite and how rare and beautiful it truly is that we exist. )

02. ROSE - English Version de D.O  ( i see you driving your car down to school, your lips are so fine and you're looking so cool. i know you've noticed me too and if i'll be honest with you now. maybe, i'm thinking maybe. if you need a lover let me know and let me in. i could treat you better, steal you roses every day. i might not have a fancy car but i fancy you. so gimme a chance. )

03. CHASING CARS de Snow Patrol ( all that i am. all that i ever was is here in your perfect eyes, they're all i can see. i don't know where, confused about how as well. just know that these things will never change for us at all. if i lay here, If i just lay here, would you lie with me and just forget the world? )

04. BABY de Devendra Banhart (  i finally know what I'm going after, i'm learning to let in all the laughter. holy moly, you're so funny. you crack me up, you crack me up. you're giving eighty billion years of giggling, a whole new world to live in, but this one's real. this one's real. you showed me a sunset overflowing but who cares where it's going, as long as you're next to me. )

05. THE SUN THE TREES de Russian Red (  the sun fills the kitchen in my house. it's warm and cosy and it helps me breathe and i wonder if you're making people laugh 'cause you're funny, you're funny. the trees out of my window dance. oh they do, dance with the wind and i wonder why, i wonder why, i wonder why we are apart. 'cause we're funny, we're funny people, beautiful inside. )

06. TOI EIT MOI de Paradis ( english translation /  don't you feel it? something within you when our pasts answer to each other and we find ourselves just you and me. but me, i'm melting. i don't recognise myself when you detach yourself and the words do not come and i feel like i'm doing it wrong, that all this isn't normal, that you would like the subtitled version. let me see what's left to see, take me to the revolution. whisper to you if you really want to listen to me. a little bit of you and me. i don't know anymore, i don't know. a little bit of you and me. and you, what do you think? )

07. STATE OF GRACE de Taylor Swift (Taylor’s Version) (  and i never saw you coming. and i'll never be the same. you come around and the armor falls pierce the room like a cannonball. now all we know is don't let go. we are alone, just you and me. up in your room and our slates are clean. )

08. SHINE ON YOU de WheeIn ( english translation /  maybe you’re in my heartwarming dream because i’m still looking at you i can feel it so clearly, so cautious on every word i say that i might wake up from this dream and face the reality. so i come near you and quietly open my heart . one thing to remember is the sincerity behind those eyes, a warm heart is what matters. that’s how you shine for me, especially today. you make my dream, the one i won’t wake up from for a while and i always get delighted when i’m there. so i hold warm hands of yours, talk for all night long so time can wait for us for little longer. )

09. OURS de Taylor Swift (  seems like there's always someone who disapproves. they'll judge it like they know about me and you. and the verdict comes from those with nothing else to do. the jury's out, but my choice is you. so don't you worry your pretty little mind, people throw rocks at things that shine and life makes love look hard. the stakes are high, the water's rough but this love is ours. you never know what people have up their sleeves, ghosts from your past gonna jump out at me lurking in the shadows with their lip gloss smiles. but I don't care, 'cause right now, you're mine. )

10. LUCKY de Jason Mraz ft Colbie Caillat ( they don't know how long it takes. waiting for a love like this, every time we say goodbye i wish we had one more kiss. i'll wait for you, i promise you, i will. lucky i'm in love with my best friend, lucky to have been where i have been, lucky to be coming home again. lucky we're in love in every way, lucky to have stayed where we have stayed, lucky to be coming home someday. )

11. EVERYTHING de Michael Bublé ( and i can't believe, uh that i'm your man. and i get to kiss you baby just because i can. whatever comes our way, oh we'll see it through. and you know that's what our love can do. and in this crazy life, and through these crazy times. it's you, it's you, you make me sing. you're every line, you're every word, you're everything. )

12. TINY LOVE de Mika ( this kind of love, it can't be no other way. one kind of love blows the other ones away. sometimes it's tough, others think we're acting strange but it's our kind of love, our kind of love. and if it all goes bad and our love sits like the sun. i'd give up a hundred thousand loves for just this one, you get me high on a tiny love. it's not a sunrise over canyons shaped like hearts, it isn't bursting into song in central park. we may be tiny to the world, but in our hearts. we be giants with our tiny, tiny love. )

13. LOVE de lana del rey ( it doesn’t matter if i’m not enough for the future or the things to come, 'cause i’m young and in love. don’t worry, baby. )

14. ALL ABOUT YOU de Taeyeon  ( english translation / since when i saw you did you feel it was fate? like the stars in the night sky were shining. you've been around for a long time. every time i think of a poem called 'you' i want to memorize it so i can remember you. when the sad night comes, i'll protect you. can you hear my heart? don't forget. )

15.  NO SUCH THING AS TIME de elenowen. (  and when i hold you everything slows down. when i know you inside and out, i want to show you. there's no such thing as time. it feels so right to love you like this. there's so much i want to say. )

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Hello! First time asker but longtime follower from 2014 ❤️ I love hurt/comfort so I would like to request fics where Jongin or Soo get jealous! The whole plot can revolve around it or it can just be a scene or chapter in a bigger plot/fic. Thank you!

OMG hello lovely anons!! Since 2014, that is such an honour!! We have soooo many jealous kaisoo fics, we hope this will make up for waiting so long /cries

jealous kyungsoo:

Sucker - continuation to Tempo/Heaven jgjfj bad boy soo and soft nini >>>> anything else tbh (this series has both of them jealous!!!)

Can You Handle My Cue? - Canon compliant, Smut, Fluff, Humor. THE AMOUNT OF PUNS, my lord. TaeKai went on a very platonic pool date and Kyungsoo is not having it. Until Jongin shows him just how fun pool can be and how loved he is.

is that jealousy, i see? - PWP, non AU. Kyungsoo finds a KaiStal picture on Twitter and Jongin finds his jealous boyfriend incredibly sexy.

Say my Name - Single Dad!AU, FLUFF. This one is just self-indulgent because Kyungsoo is jealous of Jongin being the first one to be called by his own little daughter. Beautiful domestic sweetness.

Confession - Fluff, College!AU. Kyungsoo receives an unexpected confession from THE Kim Jongin and enjoys getting to know him and spending time with him. Until Sehun shows up and expresses a bit too much affection for the younger. EXO OT9 so their squads are toptier.  

Hearts & Empires - The Selection!AU, Modern Royalty!AU, Fluff, Angst, 26 chapters and counting.  Do Kyungsoo was one of the Selected by mistake. It was against his will. He hated being in the palace and he hated the crown prince. But will he say the same when he has found himself getting jealous whenever the crown prince spends his time with the other Selected?

Secret Love Story - they’re roommates and even tho they’re bfs, ksooo doesn’t open us easily due to his past and jongin is still very patient with him. ksoo also gets jealous of jongin’s friend luhan

(Won’t You) Build Me Up - engineer!jongin and architect!soo were once best friends since childhood and then boyfriends but they broke up and then meet again when they’re older and become neighbours. kyungsoo has a project and works on a new house for jongin

Imprint - kyungsoo works in a library and sees a guy spacing out with his headphones on and then they talk. he thinks jongin has a gf who always comes with him and kyungsoo is jealous 

jealous jongin:

Jongin Watches 100 Days My Prince - kgdjj inspo by soo’s drama….jealous nini and soo dressing up as a prince ;))))))

Your scent - Jongin gets jealous watching Kyungsoo kiss someone on set(Abo Au)

No one liked the green-eyed monster - Jongin is upset about kyungsoos drama and they have a bit of a falling out( there seems to be a theme with the jealous Jongin fics)

flip the switch - ABO Mechanics, smut, fluff. Kyungsoo just has a lot of affectionate friends but his alpha boyfriend does not like it.

is this how i die?(probably not) - Fluff, forced ChanSoo. Nothing new, just Jongin not understanding why he can’t be partnered with his favourite hyung in photoshoots.

Jealousy - Smut, Fuckbuddies!AU. It doesn’t matter if they argue (among other things) every time they meet, Kyungsoo is Jongin’s, and only Jongin’s.

Little Green Monster - Humor, Fluff. Jongin shouldn’t have tried to sabotage Chanyeol’s lunch for snuggling Kyungsoo to sleep, and payback didn’t have to go that hard on him.

Traces - Smut. Another one where Chanyeol annoys Jongin and awakes his territorial instincts. Kyungsoo just enjoys. *wink wink*

Yours - Married!AU, Fluff. Kyungsoo is happy to rebuild his awkward friendship with his ex-boyfriend Hyunsik but when Jongin knows, it takes even more effort.

0.4 - Married!AU, Light Angst, Oneshot. Kyungsoo doesn’t mind Jongin’s “strict” love but one day, he snaps. Whew, it escalated quickly and not in the freaky way. 

When Jealousy Hits Jongin - Established RelationshipAU, Fluff, Humor, OT12. Jongin gets jealous watching *his* Kyungsoo’s interactions with the boys. I am no softie but at this point, Tao is my child.

Write Me Into Your Fiction, Hyung - Fluff, Humor, Chaptered. Jongin just wants  Kyungsoo to notice him instead of obsessing over EXO M, but he’s too busy writing fanfiction. BaekSoo as bestfriends>>>

and they were rommates - Friends-to-lovers, Romance, Oneshot. Kyungsoo is set on confessing to his roommate and bestfriend Jongin after his return from a trip. What he doesn’t expect is said Jongin to have a boyfriend and him suddenly getting irrtated whenever Sehun came over for help or support.

Insidious - Non AU, Psychological Horror, side!KrisYeol. Jongin’s attraction to Kyungsoo has nothing to do with the superficiality of Kai’s fanservice with D.O. When he realizes that and discovers Kyungsoo’s crush on Chanyeol, the young boy resorts to extreme methods. Damn, that was an intense fic. Please proceed with caution.

I Am Happy When I Am With You - ABO Mechanics, Smut, Fluff. Alpha!Jongin always felt possessive towards his friend Kyungsoo but never worked up the courage to confess. It only gets worse when Omega!Kyungsoo offers to share his first heat with him. Cute idiots in love.

Off screen - jongin is jelly jelly because kyungsoo had a kiss on screen with his co-star actress :))

Can’t Stand it Babe (Gotta Have You) - office au, co-workers and friends flirt with ksoo and jongin is having none of that

have a fake bf/gf to make the other jealous:

The Friend Zone - HunHan are tired of how dense Kyungsoo is with his bestfriend!Jongin and hire Taemin to make his realize that the Eternal Friendzoned boy actually friendzoned his bestie. Humor and super gay Luhan.

To Steal You with a Kiss - Humor, Smut, side!Chanbaek. Kyungsoo and Kai are only friends with benefits but Kyungsoo wouldn’t mind feeling a little more loved. And what’s better than making Jongin jealous and fake dating his friend Ren. This is the first fic I read with a NU’EST member (Choi Minki).

both are jealous:

Miss Me - Smut, Romance. All of South Korea knows Actor!Kyungsoo for being husband material and CEO!Jongin for being one of the hottest bachelors in the country. What they don’t know is that they only have eyes for each other. (both are jealous here)

A Heart at Peace - top top! this is a good drama ad pining in one where they’re jealous without realizing that. jongin is junmyeon’s younger brother and a friend, or so kyungsoo thinks but jongin has stronger feelings towards kyungsoo than just being friends 

like glass - roommates kaisoo / housemates. first they just lived together and ksoo took care of jongin very well even if jongin had a gf at that time then jongin realizes that ksoo is the best person he could ever ask for

Happy reading ~ Admin Cookie & Admin J

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EXO D.O.: Summer Love Part 2!

The part 1 was a lil lengthy on the intro, but still hope you like this one! Check out part 1 if u haven’t!

Part 1

Characters : DKS x reader (+ Chanyeol)

Ksoo’s is an actor having a musical where you are working at. And a summer crush begins...

You read the next line

/reach for her hand and give a forehead kiss/

OMG

NO THAT AINT HAPPENING

Your fight of flight instinct kicked in, you moved backwards a few steps as Kyungsoo got closer. You saw him reach out to your hand so you turned your body to avoid his reach, and you saw the director frowning at you about to get annoyed at you for not cooperating.

Honestly you didn’t care, not like he pays you, you’re about to walk off right now, and so you did.

Just as you turned to walk off hurriedly, you felt a firm grip on your hand, then a tug, which pulled you straight into kyungsoo’s chest. His arms were around your shoulder but your arms were frozen beside you.

You were absolutely frozen and tense, you could feel the vibration against his chest as he read the next line, but you had absolutely no idea what was being read.

The director cut in

‘Ah, that’s the feel I’m looking for, okay, we will change the forehead kiss to this instead. Alright let’s get off work!’

Kyungsoo let you go and looked at your face ,

‘Y/N are you alright? You’re really red on your cheeks’

You finally regained your senses as you set a good distance between both of you

‘Yes , I’m alright. Did u really have to go that far though? I was totally caught off guard with the touchy things happening, haha’

You tried to laugh it off and play it cool, ignoring your heart that was beating 200 BPM and the (sweet) replays in your mind of what just happened.

‘Ah , I just wanted to practice it well and get the feel right. I’ll buy you bubble tea to thank you for your help then!’

‘It’s okay Kyungsoo, I’m in a rush I’ll head off first!’ You awkwardly and abruptly walked off, not even returning a bye to Kyungsoo.

You’re definitely going to get scolded for the dirty stage tomorrow but you wouldn’t stand there another second without being sure you aren’t going into cardiac arrest the next second.

Throughout the day, your mind kept returning to the touch of his hand and the warmth of his chest. You let out your inner scream , hugging your sofa cushion to muffle it. You were a little happy about it, but in absolutely denial that you wanted more of that. This can’t be happening, what is happening? Do I really like that? No way. You decided to watch a movie to shake your mind off it and soon fell asleep. ----

Kyungsoo on the other hand, kept seeing your face in his mind. What’s up with her though? Did I really cross the line? She looked like she really hated having to do that extra work. Though I was just hoping to practicing my lines... and was absolutely normal my heart started to race like mad when I hugged her...? Ah, whatever, forget about it, thinking isn’t going to solve my worries. -----

The next day at work you made a conscious effort to avoid Kyungsoo. Seeing him from afar, u pretended you forgot something and went another way round. When he dropped by to say hi during lunch you claimed you were so busy you couldn’t waste another second at lunch.

In the late afternoon, you were busy in the store room packing the giveaways for the shows. Switching off the lights and carrying the boxes you were just about to leave when Kyungsoo walked into the store room.

‘Oh my gawd , that scared me!’ You exclaimed and proceed to overturn the giveaways all over to the ground.

‘I’m so sorry I didn’t know someone was inside, the lights were off when I looked in. Let me help u pick it up’

You both quickly picked up the giveaways in silence, that feeling of nervousness and awkwardness returned back, hitting you straight in the face. All you thought about was escape escape escape.

‘Ah ok , thanks Kyungsoo, I’m going to leave now’ you said quickly without making eye contact with him.

Turning the knob, you were almost in disbelief .

The door is locked ?! You started to panic and kept turning the door knob multiple times

‘Hey it definitely looks looked, calm down. Give a call to chanyeol’

Without even replying him, you called chanyeol, he said he would be right back in 10 minutes to unlock it for you.

After relaying the msg to Kyungsoo, you both looked at each other. You thought to yourself, there’s clearly no avoiding this situation. You calmed your heart, pretended everything was fine, and asked him

‘Hey how’s the preparation going for tomorrow? I thought I never asked you this, do u like the musical you’re doing actually?’

‘Oh it’s going fine. Yeh I do, somehow I feel like I can relate to the sorrow in the musical..’ Kyungsoo replied a little quieter than his usual self with you.

The awkwardness and tension weighed heavy in the atmosphere. After some visible hesitation from Kyungsoo, he went ‘And about yesterday, I’m sorry if you felt I overstepped my boundaries or if I gave you extra work to do. I hope you would stop avoiding me like this.’ He looked you straight in the eye which reflected sincerity.

‘Ah, it’s not you , it’s just me, really. But okay I heard you’ you returned his gaze and oh boy this warm fuzzy feeling came to you , you’re definitely crushing hard on him.

—-

The next day came which was also the last 3 days before the wrap up. Everyone was busy, and there you were busy stealing glances at Kyungsoo. You figured there’s absolutely no way you can avoid him, you might as well accept your feelings and feed on it instead.

Strangely, whenever you needed help Kyungsoo was always nearby, and always helped you without letting you reject him.

During lunch he would pop by with desserts and side dishes saying the musical team ordered extras and gave them to you. And they were always your favourite.

For the next 3 days Kyungsoo would come as early as the technical team, which was 2 hours before the cast’s report time. Saying he wants to soak in the quietness and set before the actual musical. But he always came with breakfast and asked you to have some because he made them. You didn’t reject either, wanting to talk with him before the day gets busy. You guys often talked until you get called to do work or until you realise just how long you guys have spent talking and you scooted off in urgency to prepare for the day.

On the third day after the show, Kyungsoo approached you and chanyeol

‘Hey guys let’s take picture together! It’s my last night here in the theatre’

It hit you a little harder than it should that from tomorrow , he would not be in your daily scene anymore.

Chanyeol congratulated him with a big hug and you all took a shot together. The sadness of him leaving felt overwhelming suddenly you wanted to escape to sort your thoughts after the picture. But Kyungsoo grabbed your arm lightly as you were about to leave ‘Chanyeol, take a picture of us together please!’

He held you by the shoulder and you bravely put your arms around his waist and you both caught each other in The Eye and looked away shyly , laughing, into the camera.

‘Chanyeol, Y/N! Hurry up! The theatre is closing in an hour! Pack up the stage!’

With your manager’s shout you and chanyeol both could only say your hurried goodbyes to Kyungsoo. And turned to head off.

But thinking how it was your last day to see Kyungsoo, you turned back and walked towards Kyungsoo. And he was looking at you too.

Stopping in front of him, and gathering all your inner bravery you stepped toward him and hugged him. That must have surprised him, you felt him tense up had a delayed reaction of hugging you back.

‘I will miss you Kyungsoo, I loved our times together. Thank you for making me like coming to work so much more’ you said it fast before you let go and ran away.

In that haste and embarrassing moment you were not to sure if you got it right, where your head leaned on his chest, the rhythm of his heart seemed to match yours, madly pumping.

As you walked home that night, a bitter sweet moment was left to yourself as you let it sink in the times you guys had together and special bond between the both of you. You let tears streamed down as you come to terms of not being able to see him again, braving yourself for a new normal from tomorrow without him.

—

Heading to work the next day, you saw Kyungsoo waiting outside the back entrance for you. Your heart skipped a beat , and you couldn’t hide the smile on your face.

‘Y/N! I have a flight to catch but I thought I couldn’t go without giving this to you. So I came here to pass you this!’

He handed you an envelope

‘I got to go now.. I hope we see each other again’ saying it with a smile, he waved good bye and went towards the car waiting.

You watch as the car drove off.

Opening the envelope, it was the picture of both of you yesterday.

At the back of it wrote

‘Y/N,

Thank you for giving me a beautiful memory to remember. I think about the times we spent together more than you can ever imagine. I’m glad to have met you. If you feel the same, drop a text at the number below... I’ll be waiting eagerly :)

Kyungsoo’

You couldn’t smile any wider , and let out the internal scream you have been holding back.

You flipped out your phone and texted

‘Hey:)’

[taestfully]

You wear nothing underneath your dress

Request: I wanto to request an EXO reaction to SO/reader wearing a sexy dress and he also discovered that she doesn’t wear anything underneath her dress 🤣 Please. Thank you. 🙌🏼

A/N: I finished this in a mad rush so I’m sorry for any mistakes. Enjoy! 😬

Xiumin

Just your dress alone had Minseok feeling a certain way. It was the way it fit you. It was the way you looked so confident in it that made him just about ready to melt into a puddle of mush. He suddenly had the urge to just stay home and not even worry about going out just so he could have you, but you were already walking for the door.

Minseok walked behind you through the doorway and the want to touch you was overwhelming. He reached a hand out to caress your ass, but stilling in place when he didn’t feel the familiar outline of underwear. You turned to look at him in question, asking him what was wrong. “Are you....are you not wearing underwear?”

You smirked and then bit your lip, a gesture that didn’t go unnoticed by your boyfriend. “Nope.”

Minseok groaned, head falling back as arousal surged through his body. “And you expect me to control myself until we get back home?”

You winked at him and he groaned once more.

Suho

The fact that you weren’t wearing underwear, that underneath that already provocative dress you were completely bare, was the only thing Junmyeon could think about the entire night. It was a company dinner and he was currently stuck chit-chatting to someone, a person who he really didn’t care for, while you were sitting at the dinner table, engaging in some small talk. You looked stunning. Junmyeon swallowed as he gazed at you, your brilliant smile shining as you talked. He was incredibly aroused and needy for you and the thought of stealing you away to have you was tempting.

You must’ve felt his eyes on you, because you turned in his direction, your smile soft. You could see in his eyes that he wanted you, and you bit your lip at the thought. He saw this from across the room and the tightening of his jaw didn’t go unnoticed by you. You smirked and leant back in your seat, spreading your legs just enough to be teasing, but not enough to be inappropriate. Your hand rested on your thigh, fingers toying with the hem of your dress. And not long after, Junmyeon was walking away from the confused gentlemen, heading towards you in quick strides.

He leant over and whispered in your ear once he reached you, offering a polite smile to others that were sitting at the table. “Come with me. I think me and you need to talk, sweetheart.”

The baritone of his voice hinted that there was more in store than just talking, and you wasted no time to follow him.

Lay

Yixing could’ve fallen out of his seat the second he realized you were going full commando under your dress. The two of you were out to dinner with friends and everything had been going great. Sure, the dress you were wearing was a bit more...revealing than he would’ve liked but other than that, nothing had tipped him off about you feeling more risqué than normal.

But then you dropped your purse when you got up to go to the restroom and proceeded to bend over and retrieve it, rear end for everyone to see. The hem of your skirt rose and Yixing couldn’t see much, but he saw enough. Yixing quickly got up and followed you, stepping behind you to cover you from prying eyes. “Baby,” he breathed, shocked. “Are you really just going to flash the whole restaurant like that?”

You smiled, somewhat sheepish at the fact that you had forgotten that you purposely didn’t wear underwear. “Oh – well I didn’t mean to flash everyone, just you.”

Yixing cocked his head to the side, confused but also a little aroused. “Me? Well, you just about showed our friends and everyone else your ass.”

You bit your lip and began fidgeting with the ends of your dress. “I can show you more than that if you want.”

Yixing quirked an eyebrow. “Right now?” When you motioned to the restrooms, he got the idea and looked at you and smirked. It didn’t take much more convincing before he was following you to take you up on your offer.

Baekhyun

Baekhyun couldn’t help but wonder how you expected him to keep his hands off you while you looked like that. You were dressed to the nines for the evening’s event, a dress tailored so well to your figure that it looked like it was destined to be worn by you and you alone. The hem of the dress stopped not even mid-thigh, the smooth skin of your legs on full display. It was everything he could do to not pick you up and carry you to the nearest secluded place to act out all the dirty thoughts that were running through his mind. He refrained, but allowed a sly hand caress the length of your inner thigh.

You shot him a warning gaze, but he only winked at you in response. You sat still as his fingers roamed higher until they met with the hem of your dress, your heartbeat quickening when they dipped underneath. And then you saw the surprised look on his face just before a devilish smile appeared on his lips.

“You’re such a tease, (y/n),” he cooed, leaning close to brush his lips over your ear. “Don’t worry, I’ll get you back for this. I promise.”

Chen

His eyes were on you as you got yourself ready. You were bear before him, and it looked as if it was taking everything in him not to touch you. He was fully clothed and ready to go, but seeing your body made him want to strip too and take you back to bed instead of going out. You stepped into your dress, deciding to forgo the underwear you’d picked out to wear. Jongdae saw this and you watched the way his eyebrows rose in question.

“Aren’t you forgetting your underwear?”

You smirked as you finished putting on the dress. “I think I’ll go without it tonight.”

Jongdae bit his lip, suddenly feeling like his pants were way too constraining. “I’m starting to think you’re doing this on purpose to tantalize me.”

You feigned a look of innocence as you crossed the distance between you, leaning over your boyfriend. “Me? Never.” The kiss you gave him was hot and sensual. He practically melted into you, making you chuckle. “Not yet. We still have to go to dinner first.”

Jongdae groaned. He didn’t know if he’d make it through the night.

Chanyeol

It was supposed to be a secret, something you’d smugly keep to yourself until the right moment arose to reveal the naughty secret to your boyfriend. It was a date night for the two of you, and you had dressed up for the occasion. You never dressed up like this, usually because the only kind of dates Chanyeol took you on were dates to his studio or to a couch to binge watch Netflix. So what was your secret?

You weren’t wearing underwear.

And you had wanted to sexily reveal this to him just to see his reaction, to see the lust fill his eyes. But instead, the vent you happened to walk over decided to reveal it for you. Your dress blew up, your ass mooning whoever happened to be behind you. Luckily for you, it was Chanyeol.

He pulled you against his chest, hands at your hips as he pressed his face into the crook of your neck. He was chuckling and you felt your cheeks burn with embarrassment. “Baby,” He cooed, turning you so that he could look at you. “Did you forget to wear underwear?” His smile was so smug and all you wanted was to wipe it off his face.

“I didn’t forget.”

Chanyeol bit his lip, his eyes full of playful desire. “You can moon me again, baby, but not here. I don’t want anyone else seeing that pretty ass of yours.”

D.O.

There was most definitely something going on with you. First, you’d picked a form-fitting dress to wear on the date, which Kyungsoo didn’t mind of course it was just not your usual kind of attire. Second, any touch you offered him lingered. There were hints of desire in every placement of your fingers on his arm, on his hands, and on his thigh. Thirdly, you kept bending over any chance you could, exaggerating the way you leant over, hind end sticking straight up for him to view. And it seemed as if you kept dropping things on purpose.

It wasn’t until you bent over yet again to retrieve something you’d accidentally dropped that it registered in Kyungsoo’s mind what you were doing. As your body arched, the hem of your dress rose up, revealing what should have been underwear but wasn’t. There was no underwear to cover up what peeked from under your dress and that was the whole point. Kyungsoo smirked, amused. “I know what you’re doing.”

You giggled, standing straight and noticing the way his eyes still lingered on your rear. “It took you long enough.”

Kyungsoo shook his head as he ushered you over into his lap.

Kai

Jongin wasn’t one to frequent night clubs that often, but tonight was an exception. Your friend and her boyfriend were going and had insisted that the two of you tag along. You happily agreed and Jongin couldn’t say no to you. It wasn’t like it was all that bad, after all. He got to spend the night dancing with you.

After many hard drinks, you were long gone. You were in the middle of the dance floor, grinding into your boyfriend like there was no tomorrow. Jongin would’ve been shy about this considering there were others around to see, but he couldn’t find it in him to care. They were too drunk to care anyway. Your body felt good against him, your ass moving against his crotch in such a way that had him beyond aroused.

Jongin reached from behind you and gripped your hips tightly, pressing you even tighter against him. His hands listed your dress slightly, but it was enough for him to feel the absence of the familiar presence of underwear. He groaned, and the growing bulge in his pants became painfully hard. He pressed his lips to your ear. “Did you forget your underwear, (y/n)?”

You smirked as you felt his rands roam your body. You turned to face him, offering him a smug smile. “Pleasant surprise, hm?”

Jongin grinned, shaking his head. He grabbed your hand and began to lead you somewhere more secluded.

Sehun

Things were hot. You felt the humidity in the small space of Sehun’s car stick to your flesh, but you didn’t mind it. You were too focused on his lips sucking on the junction of your neck and shoulder, too caught up in the way his hands were grasping at the strands of your hair. After being pulled apart by Sehun’s hectic schedule for the past few weeks, you two were more than ready to be close to each other again in as many ways as possible.

Sehun’s hand that was in your hair trailed down your body to grip at your thigh, making you sigh in pleasure. “I’ve missed you,” he whispered, lips rising from your neck to brush against your own.

You smile, looking at him though half-lidded eyes. “Missed you too.”

Sehun’s fingers inched under your dress to seek the more private areas of your body. He froze once he couldn’t feel the hem of your panties, smirking at you once the realization hit him. “No panties, hm? Are you that desperate for me?”

You moaned when one of his fingers began to touch you where you needed him. “Yes.”

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EXO Customs Collab Masterlist

Working in a garage by day, running the streets by night; these men are sexy, dangerous and extremely exciting.

Kim Jongin - Pretty Little Vixen [COMPLETE] @ninibears-erigom-fics​ Age: 26 Nickname: Kai Position: Mechanic at EXO Customs/Lead Racer Specialises in: Muscles cars and fixing the vehicles Pride and Joy: Sleek Black 67’ Chevy Impala Profile: Kai is described by some as beast on the streets and freak in the sheets, his handling of cars is incomparable and matched with a full sleeve, several ear piercings and the trademark bad boy look, Kai is a well-known heartbreaker who changes women faster than he can change a tyre. Reigning champion with a perfect score, hard worker in the shop and love for old school rock, Kai is the guy your mother told you to stay away from.

Kim Junmyeon – Impulse Control @suhoerections​ Age: 29 Nickname: Suho Position: Owner of EXO Customs/Racer Specialises in: Planning the races and running a legit garage Pride and Joy: Orange 19’ Iron 883 Harley Davidson Profile: Suho is your average garage owner on the outside; behind closed doors, Suho is the head of the notorious street gang EXO. He’s got fingers in many pies, dirty cops in all his pockets and knows the best spots to call a race. A killer smile and the know-how to get anything, Suho is the man you want to remain on the good side of because even though he’s a lover not a fighter, he isn’t afraid to show a firm hand.

Kim Jongdae – The Art Of Sin [COMPLETE] @kimjongdaely​ Age: 27 Nickname: Chen Position: Tattoo Artist/Racer Specialises in: Car designs, ink and drifting Pride and Joy: White 92’ Nissan Skyline GT-R R32 Profile: Chen lives by one motto – the world is his canvas. Working as the designer at EXO Customs, Chen learnt that he loved seeing his work on everything and everyone so he set up shop there as a tattoo artist as well. On the streets, Chen can literally run circles around anyone and often enjoys driving dangerously around town on his free time. If he isn’t in a race, he’s usually spending his time using someone as a way of letting out his creative genius.

Do Kyungsoo – White Mustang @kyungseokie Age: 27 Nickname: D.O Position: Car Dealer as a part of EXO Customs/Car Dealer during races Specialises in: Dealing with the cars that are won as prizes from races, getting new cars for Baekhyun to run around with Pride and Joy: Silver 69′ Ford Mustang Boss 429 Profile: When at work, Soo deals in cars and he deals with them at the races too. He is the man who brings the top prizes for races, the best cars to put up for grabs but some racers like to put a little more risk into their game and place their own cars up; Soo makes sure that if the car is to change hands, that it runs smoothly. He’s serious, down to earth and knows the right car for you!

Byun Baekhyun – Stolen Heart @kpop---scenarios Age: 28 Nickname: Byun Position: Receptionist at EXO Customs/Drug Runner Specialises in: Sweet talk, moving drugs and collecting money at races Pride and Joy: Deep Red 65′ Mustang Profile: Byun can talk his way out of anything – normally because he’s talked his way into it. He’s the man people go to when they want a little more ‘fun’ at races and he can get the drugs to where they need to go without any suspicions from the pigs. He takes his job seriously despite his boyish behaviour and overly friendly attitude, Byun isn’t someone who will slack off on the job and really doesn’t like it when others fuck around with his stuff.

Park Chanyeol – Wild Valley @fairyyeols​ Age: 27 Nickname: Yeol Position: Mechanic at EXO Customs/Street Mechanic Specialises in: Fixing anything with an engine Pride and Joy: Blacked out 19’ Mercedes G-Class SUV Profile: Yeol loves getting his hands dirty, he loves the sound of a purring engine and he loves food. He went from stealing cars in his youth to being one of the best mechanics in town and there is nothing he can’t fix – kind of. Cars, he can have it running good as new in no time but hearts, he’s out of practice; his real passion is for cars so finding someone to take him away from that isn’t something he’s interested in.

Zhang Yixing - Joyride & Finesse @yeoldontknow Age: 28 Nickname: Lay Position: Parts Dealer for EXO Customs/Black Market Parts Dealer Specialises in: Finding parts, selling parts and importing certain things for the gang Pride and Joy: Yellow 19′ BMW 8 Series Convertible Profile: Lay has a knack for finding the best deal when looking for car parts, he knows how to haggle and will go to all lengths to get whatever the mechanics are after. His expertise isn’t just car parts, he imports everything the garage needs as well as anything the gang might want - his connections are limitless. You’ll rarely find him around the garage during the week but if you ever need him, Byun always has his current cellphone number.

Oh Sehun - Ride Or Die @mint-yooxgi Age: 26 Nickname: Hun Position: Mechanic at EXO Customs/Muscle at races Specialises in: Getting rid of the cops, showing problematic people to the door, throwing people over his shoulder Pride and Joy: Yellow and Black 14′ Chevy Camaro SS Profile: Hun doesn’t look strong but don’t let his muscular build fool you, he can carry two people over his shoulder and look good doing it. His sassy attitude and way with words helps disperse any volatile situation and if he has to, he’ll show people the door with force. Hun has the ‘don’t fuck with me’ look down but he does have a soft side that he only seems to show his dog who he takes with him everywhere.

Kim Minseok – Worth The Risk @baekwell--tart Age: 30 Nickname: Minnie Position: Accountant for EXO Customs/Bet Taker Specialises in: Handling the money, taking and placing bets, cleaning the money Pride and Joy: Silver 18’ Audi TTS Coupe Profile: Minnie is Suho’s right hand man, the one who keeps the workers paid, the garage legit and makes sure no one is trying to mess with the books. If a bet is to be placed, Minnie’s the man to place it with and he’s the one who will send the dogs after you if you haven’t paid up; he’s a clean cut, no bullshit type of guy and he likes it that way.

[xerceii]

can I get a gif reaction of you surprising exo at a schedule but your relationship is secret so you went as a fan? also I love the hitman so much I can't wait for the sequel!

Thank you so much for reading the hitman! And I can’t wait for you to read the sequel ahhh!! also this was a cute request thank you!

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Xiumin: He would not be able to keep his eyes off you, watching your every move, and even when you went to get your album signed by other members he’d be giving all his attention to you. Forgetting that he needed to be talking to all fans

Suho: You surprised him at his musical, he would look into the audience and spot you losing character for a second out of shock. He would give his best performance after that trying his hardest to impress you.

Lay: Yixing had spotted you at the beginning of his fanmeeting and kept laughing at every single thing you did, especially when you’d cheer for him he’d find it adorable.

Chen: You surprised him at a cbx concert when he started teasing you, pretending he couldn’t see you and would always look over or right beside you just to mess with you

Later when the ballads come out though, you would be the only person he’d look at as he sang his heart out to you

Baekhyun: You had gone to a superm event and Taemin knew you two were together so him, and the rest of the group would start teasing Baekhyun 

“you’re actually a Kai fan aren’t you?” 

Chanyeol: He’d look at you, you’d look at him. You two would start a staring contest without actually saying anything to each other, finally Chanyeol would break giggling and going back to the interview. Even secretly he’d be just as playful with you.

D.O: He was answering questions regarding his new movie when you raised your hand, you decided tease him asking how he felt about the kissing scenes

“…next question” He’d laugh not being able to answer or keep a professional act.

Jongin: You decided to surprise him at a fashion event he got invited to, you started screaming his name as loud as you could, he would appreciate it and love you for doing this for him

Later he’d pull you aside when no one was looking to spend time with you, even for a second just to thank you.

“we’ll continue later”

Sehun: He sat down to interact with the audience during a concert, that’s when he saw you in the front row. He’d get so nervous not being able to look at you because of how shy he suddenly got. The rest of the show he’d keep going to your side stealing glances of you as much as he could. 

[wongxiexie]

Inescapable

Pairing: Oh Sehun x Reader x Do Kyungsoo (not a love triangle) Genre: Angst, Mafia!AU Word Count: 1.305 words Warnings: Mentions of death, Illegal activities Note: The photo’s from EXO’s website.

“You’re lying!”

You struggle against Sehun’s firm grip on you. He holds your body impossibly close to him by securing his arms around your middle, effectively locking your arms too, and tears of frustration and betrayal stream down your cheeks with the scene playing out in front of you.

Kyungsoo is in the room across from where you are standing in the hallway. Looking at him, he’s seated oh so comfortably on the couch by the wall, making you grimace at the slap of truth about how he’s most likely very much familiar with the place.

What really hit you, though, is how welcome he is of the woman seated on his lap, her lips trailing kisses down his neck. He has his eyes closed, head thrown back and rested on the wall behind him, contented on just letting the woman do as she pleases.

You struggle again, only this time you do so with less strength. Your attempts are futile against Sehun’s strong hold anyway.

His lips touch the shell of your ear and it sends chills down your body. “It’s all real, baby,” he whispers lowly, an amused chuckle escaping his lips. “To see’s to believe, right?”

But you can’t believe it. Even when you’re seeing it with your own two eyes, you can’t seem to wrap your head around it.

Kyungsoo opens his eyes slowly and he tilts his head sideways to look at you. When the cold smirk appears on his lips before he grabs the woman’s neck as he crashes his lips with hers, all thoughts flee from your mind and what measly hope you were desperately holding onto is crushed in that instant.

Your knees buckle, the stress and hurt from your predicament affecting you physically, and you would’ve fallen had it not been for Sehun’s bruising hold on you. Upon seeing the fight drain from you however, he suddenly releases his grip and lets you fall to the floor.

With a harsh chuckle, he stands up straight and eyes Kyungsoo, “You did a good job, D.O.,” you visibly flinch at the unfamiliar name Sehun used to address him. “Expect a hefty reward for this job very well done.”

Sehun turns around and walks the other way, signalling his men to pick you up with a quiet order. “Bring her to my office.”

Two vaguely familiar men grab you by the arms and lift you from your slumped position before dragging you away and you almost lost sight of Kyungsoo before you hear him shout.

“Thanks, Boss!” he directs to Sehun with obvious excitement. He then locks eyes with you. “It was fun playing with you, [Y/N].”

The tears continuously pour with the unfamiliar cruelty Kyungsoo’s voice held. You don’t know him anymore. You thought you knew Kyungsoo, but as it turns out, that whole blissful year you spent with him were filled with nothing but lies.

He’s just one of the tools Sehun used to play with you before he got bored and eventually decided to cage you back again.

——

You did everything within your power to escape Sehun and the life he lived, moving places just to get away from the danger that constantly surrounded him. Everything was too much for you, the constant deaths and killings, the drugs, the crimes. Everything.

But Sehun decided he didn’t want to let go of his favorite plaything.

He helped you back then.

Well.

He bought you from that prostitution ring and kept you as one of his women, at some point deciding that you were his favorite. What you experienced under his hand was brutal, each day serving as a reminder that you weren’t as lucky as you used to believe when you were still a naive little child. Each day with Sehun and his gang had you wishing for even the smallest bit of normalcy in your life.

The death was too much for you. Sehun had many enemies and almost every day, you saw those enemies being tortured one by one in his basement. The one in the same building you were in right now.

But no matter how unpleasant your experience was under him, it was way better than what surrounded you before he took you as his.

What drove you to escape was when Sehun killed a young man for stealing from him. 

Baekhyun, you remembered his name clearly.

You knew the kid as you’ve seen him around before, and you knew he was dirt poor, so much so that he didn’t have a choice but to engage in illegal activities. And you didn’t judge him. He was young and desperate, much like how you were, the very same reason why you ended up in the ring Sehun found you in.

You saw yourself in him.

You took it upon yourself to take care of Baekhyun, but one day, he just vanished. You tried to ask around for him, but nobody knew where he was. That was until you gathered enough courage to ask Sehun, the boss himself, and he told you Baekhyun was dead.

There wasn’t any trace of remorse on his face when he told you the kid died by his own hands.

That was your wake up call. You realized that you had to escape for you knew it was only a matter of time before you met the same fate.

And you did escape. It was extremely difficult, but you were able to, carrying nothing but the clothes on your back. You scavenged for food when you got out, and tried hard just to survive.

You were dead set on surviving. You’ve made it that far, you weren’t going to just give up.

Eventually, you were able to get a job far from where Sehun’s base was and you were able to start again.

Almost a year after was when you met Kyungsoo. 

He was like a light in your life that you thought you would never get to see. He showered you with kindness and showed you glimpses of what it’s like to be loved.

You should’ve listened to your gut when you had a vague recognition of his face, but a year of freedom from the dangerous life blinded you with complacency.

Kyungsoo wormed his way into your life and became your rock. He was the calm you needed in your tumultuous ride. He was comfort and happiness, and the unbelievable ease you felt with him was something you haven’t ever felt in your entire life.

It was supposed to be a normal happy day. He said he was going to take you out on a date, just the day after he told you he loved you, and a little over a year after you met him.

You remembered wearing a dress, wanting to look pretty for him. Hearing a knock, you opened the door and saw him standing outside while donning the heart-shaped smile you absolutely loved to see… then everything went black.

Next thing you knew, you woke up on Sehun’s bed with him seated on the sofa smiling at you mockingly.

It dawned on you, then, that you were able to escape only because he let you, and that he was playing with you all along. He snatched your wrist and dragged you outside before you started frantically calling for Kyungsoo to save you.

The moment you saw your lover, you immediately ran to him, but Sehun prevented you. He wanted you to see D.O.’s true nature first, so your pain would double– no, triple.

He wanted to hurt you just like he did to everyone who thought they could outsmart him.

——

Now, Sehun has you back again where he wants you. And this time, he will make you feel even more miserable.

After all, you are his favorite.

[miramizar]

11 questions tag

I was tagged by @achenlove, @milky-waee, @conqueredthemagic and @notasiren21​! Haha this took such a long time to do and I know I’m terribly late but thank you for tagging me! I had lots of fun, even if answering all these combined took both time and energy haha~ 💕

Rules:

Post the rules Answer the questions given to you by the tagger. Write 11 questions of your own Tag 11 people

My Questions:

1) Sunny days or rainy days?

2) It’s saturday morning, you’ve slept in and you are free the entire day. What do you do?

3) If a book/tv-series you love doesn’t end happily, will you get angry and never read/watch it again?

4) You get to fill a bag with whatever candy you like from your local supermarket! What do you fill it with?

5) Have you ever played an instrument? (Singing also counts~)

6) What is the first thing that comes to your mind when you see the word “happiness”?

7) Recommend me a book!

8) If you were to start a new hobby, what would you do?

9) Do you have any favourite words? (doesn’t matter which language you choose!)

10) Tell me your favourite movie from Disney, Pixar and Studio Ghibli~

11) What encouraging words do you need to hear right now?

I’d like to tag @xiuminscheeks​, @ladyliliah​, @youngk-hun​, @qtpie1098​, @suhosmilitarywife​, @cottonhyun​​, @iyeolie​​​​, @bloomingyouths​​ and whoever wants to do this! 💞

My answers are under the cut if you want to read them! (^_^)💗

1. What´s a hidden talent of yours?  

Um, can shake my eyes and move my nostrils?

2. What makes you really really angry? 

Whenever things don’t go the way I want to (and I get angry at myself) and when people are being rude

3. If you got one wish, what would you wish for? 

For everybody to be happy~

4. Tell us the reason your bias is your bias! 

I just love everything about Junmyeon - his dorkiness, his big heart, how adorable he is, how thoughtful and stubborn he is, his beautiful smile... Everything really 💖 Jinki is so natural and warm and soft... Leo is a sweetheart, so kind and humble and open with his thoughts, and his smile is so beautiful my heart hurts 💘 for Mark, it’s how cute and hard-working he is, and how easy he finds things interesting and funny~ and Leeteuk is just a big, pretty ball of weird who manages to make me laugh at any time~ 💕

5. If you only could listen to one song for the rest of your life, what song would you choose? 

Oh my goodness I can’t answer that (>_<;)

6. If you were able to go on a date with your bias, what would you do and why?

Something calm, like visiting a café or a bookshop would be lovely~ (>///<)💘

7. What makes you happy? 

Seeing the people I love being happy and dorky 💖

8. Name 5 things you wouldn´t be able to live without! 

My family, music, books, candy and nature 💚

9. You´ve just won 1 million dollars, what do you do with them? 

Probably pay off my family’s loans, use a little of it to buy myself books and cute things and such, and then give the rest to charity~

10. Tell us 3 things your followers doesn´t know about you! 

Ahh, well I just started painting with watercolours (I’m truly a beginner but it’s fun so far~), I know enough japanese to understand what’s going on in un-subbed shows, and I really like planning things out but actually doing them is hard (>w<)❣️

11. What is your dream, your goal in life?

I don’t really know... I want to make people happy, of course... I haven’t thought beyond that really, maybe I should do that...

~Next set of questions!~

1 RANDOM QUESTION BUT: what would you name your dog if you had one??? (I need suggestions)

Ahah I do have one and his name is Picasso!

2 Favourite pic/gif/MEME of your bias? 

adhgfaoad I love all pictures of my biases but I love these a lot!!

3 what would you say to your bias if you had the chance to talk to them (like, you meet them while they’re drinking a coffee and you just pass by and you exchange a few words)

I would say thank you for working so hard and for always thinking of us fans, and that I treasure them a lot 💕

4 Chen’s “Ah waeeeee” or Xiumin’s “marshmallow~ marshmallow~”?

They’re both cute!! In different ways! But I guess “marshmallow~”? (>^<)💞

5 “Yo, nice skirt” or “up and down like a rollercoaster”?

up and down like a rollercoaster 🎶

6.Do you like pineapple on your pizza? Please be honest.

Yup! 🍍❤️ 🍕~

7 What’s your favourite girl group?

I don’t really like that many girl groups but I’m currently looking into Mamamoo and Brown Eyed Girls~

8 would you let Pcy punch you in the face killing you instantly? (this is important)

Um, If he has to? But preferably not :>

9 You’re in Baek’s room and he’s asleep next to Mongryong. He looks like an angel.Would you rather fall asleep next to him hugging him or steal Mongryong and start running as fast as you can? :=))))

Sleep next to him, definitely! 

10 What’s your favourite MV??

I really like Overdose, For life and Universe~

11 It’s 3 am and you hear strange noises from the apartment in front of yours: it’s Suho dancing to Red Velvet’s Red Flavor. Would you join him or throw a shoe at him?

Join him!! ❤️

~Next set of questions!~

1. Original bias in your ult group?

Junmyeon~

2. How did you get into kpop?

My youngest sister is into dancing and she found some cool videos on youtube one day, showed me and the rest is history 💫

3. What’s the best way kpop has changed your life?

It gave me friends, let me grow closer to my sisters and inspired me in an otherwise very grey reality 💕

4. If you could start your own group, what concept would you have and what position would you hold?

I’d probably be the exasperated leader (I took a quiz recently so I got proof) for a group that makes music that is both soft and happy, and a bit dark and upbeat~ ❣️ Maybe a little like VIXX’s style?

5. Fave look of your bias? (Era wise)

This.

6. Fave pet of the members?

All of them! 💓

7. Fave mv of your ultimate group?

I already answered this, but they’re all really nice so it’s hard to just pick one... Maybe Universe, since it’s so aesthetically pleasing and also pretty deep? :> 

8. Favorite fanfic??

That’s something for another post haha but oh well, I really love “Got hands like the ocean” by apaixono, it has me squealing and laughing and crying and everything in between~ 💕

9. Have you seen your bias group live?

Nope - even though they were really close to me when they were in Germany, I didn’t have enough money to go :<

10. Favorite EXO blogs and why?

uh... I think they’re all great? I mean, both the ones creating stuff and those who reblog things... we’re all important to the fandom ❣️

1. Describe yourself with 3 words

Kind, creative, insecure

2. If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?

My self-confidence... if I had more of it I think I would be happier... 

3. What do you do to make yourself happy when you´re sad? 

Look at fun things that my favourite kpop-groups do, Gaki no Tsukai, Yoon Siyoon, reading and being creative (when it works out, if it doesn’t I just get more sad 💘), being with my family and pets~

4. If you could meet your 5-year old self, what would you say to her/him? 

You’re great just the way you are, don’t ever forget that 💝

5. What is you biggest fear? 

Ending up alone... and accidentally hurting people :<

6. When did you start listen to kpop?

In the spring of 2016 I think?

7. If you could meet your bias for a minute, what would you say to him/ her?

Thank you for everything you do and for thinking about your fans, I'm so happy to know you 💓

8. Name 3 people you admire

Apart from all the amazing kpop people ahah (>w<) Well, Itzhak Perlman, Aki (manga artist) and the crown princess of Sweden~

9. What´s the sound you like the most? 

The wind blowing through things; like trees and grass and wind chimes~

10. If you got one wish, what would you wish for? 

Everybody’s happiness~

11. What would you do if you were invisible for a day?

Read somewhere in a corner I guess... maybe check out some stores, some are so crowded that I just feel like I’m being in the way if I go inside so I don’t, but if I were invisible I could actually do it... I don’t really know haha 💕

~Next set of questions!~

1. Who is your favourite EXO-CBX member and why?

They’re all amazing, but I choose Xiumin - because he’s so soft and full of surprises! 💜

2. Who in your bias group would you like to be your best friend?

Oh... well I’m very similar to D.O so maybe D.O? (>v<)💖

3. Who is your NCT bias (if you have one)?

Mark~

4. What is your favourite food?

Steak with potatoes, gravy and lingonberry jam~ ❤️

5. Favourite thing about your bias -personality wise?

All of my biases try really hard, they’re very kind and spontaneous and aren’t afraid of being dorky~ 💗

6. What’s your favourite body part of your bias?

Okay this is really embarrassing (/▽＼*)｡o○♡ I’m not really one to like specific body parts but I kind of love Jinki’s thighs because they look healthy? ajfdaihfba

7. Favourite colour?

Soft and bright ones, like white, light blue and light purple~

8. Who has the best humour in your bias group?

Suho is the funniest in EXO, period. (>w<)💕 but yeah, I find all my biases the most fun in all of my favourite groups~

9. What’s your favourite animal?

Cats ✨

10. Would you rather go on an ice cream date or a coffee-shop date with your bias?

I’m happy to do either, as long as I get to be with my bias (>///<)❣️

11. How do you feel about beans?

...not really a fan. Hide it in other food and I’ll eat it, otherwise I won’t eat it.

~Next set of questions!~

1) Your favorite quote that grounds you to being yourself?

Oh, that’s a good question... maybe “You doubt your value. Don’t run from who you are.” It’s a quote from the Narnia books that I really like, and since I struggle a lot with self-loathing it is very important to me since it makes me remember that I am valuable~ 💫

2) Ultimate ship you’re fond of and love?

This is pretty much impossible to answer because I have wayyyyy to many ships and I can’t choose just one of them adjfbnaidfad

3) Favorite soulmate AU type? (I.e. name on wrist, heterocrhomia eyes of your other half’s, seeing color for the first time)

I like all of them but I haven’t heard of the heterochromia one, that sounds really beautiful!

4) Favorite show of yours that you love that’s not in your first language?

Merlin. I like a lot of shows but Merlin is the one I keep coming back to. ✨

5) Your white noise show? (Go to show you can rewatch countless times and tune in and out of)

SCRUBS. Definitely. It’s such a great show, perfectly balanced between humour and seriousness and almost every episode works well on it’s own so no matter when you decide to watch you’ll have a nice time~

6) Fictional character you wish was real to validate your unnecessary crush?

Oh, I don’t really fall in love with fictional characters? I just ship them with people from their own universe haha (^^;)

7) A weird phobia you have that you can’t explain?

I have phobias, but I don’t know if they’re un-explainable... like my fear of insects can be explained by me getting stung by a bee when I was little...

8) Sweets or Sours?

I like both, but I’’ll say sweets! 🍬

9) Are you an artist, writer, musician, or part of the adoring audience who supports them?

...I’m a bit of them all? I play the violin so I am a musician, and I like to write and I always support other artists 💗

10) Favorite band?

I love a lot of Kpop groups, and apart from that... musically or personality-wise? Because musically I’d say any group made by Alexander Bard, but personality-wise... Westlife? Maybe??

Congratulations for reading all of those messy answers! (>W<) You’re amazing~ Have a nice day! 💖

[laughing-with-god]

Hi!!! I've just started following you (yandere is my guilty pleasure, so thank god I found your blog) so I don't really know if you take requests or not (I think not), but would you consider, anytime in the future, doing a yandere fanboys but with exo? I loved the BTS one and I'm curious to see how an exo one would turn out ❤️❤️❤️

BITCH I WAS AN EXO-L BEFORE ANYTHING. (Tbh I consider myself more of one than an army but that’s controversial so👀🤫)

Suho- Supportive stan. Buys anything and everything concerning you and your group. The type of guy to buy multiple copies of the same merch or album bc he just wants to support his baby. Has went to multiple fanmeets and concerts, you have seen him many times. Isn’t a big fan of social media but just got an account to follow you. His friends know that whenever they hang out with him, they’re gonna have to catch an earful about the latest thing you did. Tries imitating little catch phrases or stunts you’ve done on variety shows or V-live. Doesn’t participate in fan wars bc he’s classy but if someone said anything negative about you, he would def just make an disgusted face and leave their presence. KING of sending gifts, has handed you a few small ones during fanmeets.

Lay- Very sheepish about his love for you. Buys all the merch and music but doesn’t let people know how big of a fan he is. Practices your choreo and songs, even has his own manlier versions for your performances. You’re the inspiration for any love songs he writes/composes from that point on. He tries to act like how he thinks you would want in a man. If he thinks you like the gentle type, then he’ll practice acting more coy and content. If he thinks you like a manly man, he’ll hit the gym and act more bold. You’re his ideal type of woman. for the few times he did try to date after discovering you, he couldn’t stand women who didn’t resemble you in any way. His wardrobe will change to alter himself into your style. He doesn’t really notice it, the progression happens naturally/subconsciously. His dream is to one day perform with you.

Chen- Everyone within a five mile radius will now how obsessed this guy is with you. Hums your songs everyday while doing mundane chores. Excitedly squeals whenever you update any social media, not caring where the fuck he is. Regularly posts covers of your songs. You’re his phone background, iPad, Apple Watch, laptop EVERYTHING. Dances excitedly whenever he hears your music. Denies being a solo stan, but like he ain’t fooling anything bc he mainly only belts out YOUR lyrics and only half-assedly hums along to the other members’ lines. Not above getting nasty if someone attacks your reputation. Very protective as well, HATES dating rumors with a passion. Really wants to collaborate with you.

Chanyeol- Thinks he is being slick about his love for you but tbh he is not. Religiously streams your music, wears merch and will refuse to leave the house if you were gonna make an appearance on tv bc HE CANNOT MISS IT DAMMIT. Covers your songs, all acoustic. Comments on all your social media pics about how gorgeous you are. The type of guy to need at least a day of no one talking to him after you made a comeback bc he is just so flabbergasted. You will be his background and everything for any electronic he owns. The type to get livid if you looked like you were getting thinner or worn out by schedules. He doesn’t hate girl groups but he doesn’t like them either bc they are your competition. (Still hasn’t forgiven Twice for stealing that award from you). Boy groups annoy him though, will def be naive enough to believe all dating scandals concerning you. He now hates all of Bts, Wanna One, Got7 and half of NCT bc why were they looking at you with heart eyes at that award show?!

Baekhyun- Could shout his devotion to you from the mountain tops. Sings your songs more than his own. Bold asl, def the type to slip up while on Tv and admit he fucking adores you. (Suho will have his ass on a platter for that but like 🤷🏻‍♀️). Headass enough to copy your outfits, tells himself that he’s just completing the other half of the ‘couple aesthetic’. Would drop anything and everything to watch your insta live or check your lastest social media post. Chanyeol bought him a backstage ticket for one of your shows and baekhyun almost promised to give Yeol his first born he was so touched. Thinks he is being subliminal by adding little hints for his love for you on his insta captions but everyone knows what’s up. Sends letters and gifts your way, squeals so loud if you respond in any way. Already has your future kids names picked out. He tired to figure out what type of perfume you wore so he could spray it on his clothes to feel closer to you. Would die before he admits it to anyone.

D.O- Silent stan. His obsession with you is so well hidden. None of the members would even know about it until someone says something slightly offputting about you and Kyungsoo puts them in their place. Adoringly calls you his ‘wifey’ in his mind. Watches variety shows, movies or interviews over and over again. Almost every night. You know those ASMR videos with idols? He listens to yours to fall asleep. Your voice is just so soothing to him. Practices making your favorite meals. Trains himself to remember information about you. He hates thinking that there could be another fan out there who knows more about you then he does. Fav food, pet peeves, height, weight, blood type, school name, birthday ect. HE KNOWS IT ALL. sings your songs to himself often but doesn’t dare post covers. He personally finds covers to be really offensive. The only person who should be singing your songs is you. No other voice could top your delightful tone. Reads tips on how to be a good husband in preparation for you.

Xiumin- uwu stan. Tries to recreate your pictures for his own social media. Quiet but supportive of you, won’t openly blast your music when others are near but when he’s by himself? Hell yeah, sign him tf up. Wants to be your ideal man, starts dressing differently for you. Covers your songs and likes singing along with you on the radio bc he adores the sound of your voices together. Gets hella hurt with dating rumors, don’t mention it around him bc he’ll just get really silent and gloomy. Lowkey he can be pretty petty with other boys who lingered too long at you at events or award shows. Collects polloroid pictures of you, goes over them every night. Has dipped into fanfic about you once or twice bc it just fills this hole inside him. An insufferable urge to be with you. Gets a new cat and names it after you. (Unless ofc you hate cats and prefer dogs bc Xiumin would abandon his love of cats for you)

Kai- He wasn’t sure how it started....okay that’s a lie. Jongin first just thought you were a really fashionable and chic idol. He kept an eye out for you just bc you were very different, but then it grew into an infatuation. He stopped watching you simply for fashion reasons and started watching you bc he was just so enchanted by you. You could advertise a product and he’d the type to go buy it just bc it’s you advertising it. It could literally be something so stupid, like a dish sponge but Jongin would still quietly go out and buy 15 bc like your face is on it....he hates dating rumors concerning him. Like when fans pair him up with Jennie or Krystal, he gets pressed bc like obvi it’s YOU he should be with not them. Very terrified of the idea you could come across his dating rumors and think he’s not loyal to you.

Sehun- Proud, certified Y/n trash. Would wear your merch everyday if he could. His most played songs are all from you. If you ever were on a movie, drama or tv show then they would immediately be his favorite, binge watches it multiple times. Changes his style to fit your aesthetic. Would burn his entire wardrobe if it didn’t suit your tastes. Watches your social media very closely. It’s pretty obvious to other people that he likes you bc you’re literally the only person he follows on insta. Copies your posts for his own account. (I.e; the Miranda Kerr incident👀) He monitors what other people say about you, once got into a heated debate with a nitizen in an effort to defend your honor. Wants to start his own fan café for you. Can and will send expensive gifts your way. The type of guy to look up your guys’ astrological signs and read the compatibility reports. Helps him feel closer to you. If you ever came on screen while his dog was nearby, he point and say “Look vivi, it’s mommy!”

[dream-of-kpop]

Masterlist [dream-of-kpop]

[Updated 10/4/19]

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[AUs...Stories-ish...]

Exo As A Legit Family: pt. 5 (finale i guess)

Seventeen Twitter AU

WayV Works At McDonald’s with Nct

SKZ Plays the Wii

Idols on Twitter...Again

Seventeen Argues If Tomatoes Are Fruits or Not

Jooheon & I.M: Emo “MySpace Era” Boys

A Normal SKZ Breakfast

Seventeen But They Hate You: pt. 1 (i might finish it)

When Ateez Meets SKZ

Nct But the Subunits Are Rivals

Bts Answers Google Questions

‘Say My Name’ Confusion

SKZ & Day6 on ‘The Jerry Springer Show’

Quiet Guys

Bts: One Night In A Strange City

Got7 Tries To Survive Prison For 1 Day: pt. 1 pt. 2

SKZ But 3 Racha Is Their Rival

Jungkook’s Computer

Regular

Monsta X On Vacation

Chill

Minho X Hyunjin: Reveal

Nct: Synchronization Of Your Dreams

I’m Fine

Monsta X When They’re Old

[Scenarios]

Minghao & Jun Time

Johnny In Chicago Basically

SKZ at a Funeral

Hyunjin as People at my School

Hoshi Is Black Panther

Exo Watching the News

B.I. Being A Good Father for Bobby

Something Jeonghan Would Say

Jooheon Learning Chinese

Suho Having ‘Power Up’ Stuck In His Head

Seungkwan Getting Too Close

Day6 When They’re Cooking

Bts, Got7 & Exo At the BBMA’s

Kai Starts A Fire

When JYP Created SKZ’s Group Name

Astro IN NYC

Blackpink At Coachella

SKZ Are ”Bloods”

Bts When They Saw Halsey’s BBMA Performance

Mingyu, the Maid

Bts & Svt With the Japanese Language

Something Mingi Would Say

Taeyong’s “Neck” Ass

Probably Ateez During ‘Hala Hala’

Exo On Stream

WayV Is A Japanese Group Confirmed

Jae’s Big & Bad Meme Account

Jihyo Is Tired

SKZ On Relationships

B.I Calls the Police On IKON

Bts World

Yuta’s...”Future” Self

Nct Dream Going To ‘Area 51′

Braincell Equations With Jisung & Felix

[Incorrect Quote Trashcan]

So Taemin Breaks a Pencil

Jeno’s Valentine’s Day Present

Jungkook’s Gamer Boi Rage

Wooyoung’s Dad Is Park Jimin

Svt: Dick Theory

SKZ Gets Arrested

Jimin’s Honorifics

Heechul Being Confused About Group Names

Haechan Roasts Mark For His Shoes

Doyoung’s “Gayness” Is Important

Namjoon Being Afraid of Christianity/ Christian Confusion

Changbin Blasts “Mo Bamba”

Jus2 Is Just 2

Jae: The Lizard

Sanha If He Drives

Hendery’s Dusty Ass Skin Cells

Changbin Cancels Himself

B.I. Being Tired of Love (?)

Bts Bored on A Saturday Night

3 Sriracha

Don’t Stare At Yoo Taeyang For Too Long

Minho Asks For $20 Through A Text

Vernon’s Big Head As A Sunset

Taeyong Aka “Mr. Steal Yo Lines”

Hoshi Crying Over SHINee

Wonho Asks I.M For Advice

D.O’s “Earth” Day

Jin Wants Some “Crystal Snow” *sniff sniff*

Jeonghan Calls Hoshi A “Taco”

SM Scam Caller

Jeongin Is Scared Of Travis Scott

Jinyoung Being Sarcastic

Minhyuk If He Was Drunk

Chan’s Cornrows

JR’s Pet Potato

Doyoung Loves Billie Eilish

Kris’s Mixtape

Jinjin Demands Respect From Sanha

Dowoon’s Magical Imagination

No Aussi’s In SKZ

Wonwoo Being Quiet 

Square Up With Lisa 

Bts Almost Getting Canceled On Twitter

Ten Evaluates Haechan’s Bitchiness

Jisung & His Shitty Jokes

Rowoon’s Burning Sensation

Jeongin & Felix In Their Feelings

Wonwoo’s Rejected Mr. Krabs Impression

JB Gets Pranked

JHope Doesn’t Want 6ix9ine

I.M Tries To Buy Minhyuk

V Lets His Dogs Lick BBQ Sauce Off His Fingers

Yuta Is Concerned About Japan’s Low Birth Rate

Jackson & Jooheon Fuck Up Comma’s Together

Bobby’s Son, Mingi

Minhyuk Wants To SleEP

Wendy Wants To Leave Red Velvet

Baekhyun Isn’t Normal

Yanan & Jun’s Popeye’s Chicken Sandwiches

San Buying Ingredients For Tacos

Aesthetic Astro

Winwin Is Hungry For Japanese...”Food”

Taemin Doesn’t Want To Be SuperM’s Leader

Bts Loves Shawn Mendes...A lot

Seungwoo Protects Dongpyo

The Boyz Roast Q & Hwall

[Some Extra Shit]

Real Shit Idols Said

SKZ & Ateez As Shit I’ve Said

Shit I’ve Said About Idols

[Previous Masterlist [1/24/19]

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hyungwonthefraud

[cazziamo]

Runaway [7]

requested: no lol

group/member: EXO/ Baekhyun

word count: 3.9k

summary:  All it takes is being at the wrong place, at the wrong time for you to be dragged back into the world you had tried so hard to leave behind.

[a/n]: lol new gif bc i couldn’t get the usual one to work today for some anyway sorry i suck at updating regularly lol this one has some sweet shit and we finally meet the brother !! things should pick up from here but who knows how long lololol enjoy

Once you all got home, the first thing you did was slip into your room and call your brother. The phone rang five times before cutting to voicemail. The immediate pain you felt in your chest was like your heart stopped, irrational panic seeping into your veins. Your hands were already shaking badly enough that it was hard to click on his contact again, but you managed to hit it and raised the phone up to your ear again. This time, it only rang twice before going to voicemail, like someone had hit the 'decline call' button. You opened up the messages instead. Call me. It's important. You sent. Almost immediately the check-marks turned into a little eye, meaning your message had been seen.  At work rn. He sent back. Call u on break. You had never let out a bigger sigh of relief in your life. You couldn't explain it- you knew that your had killed Hyojin for a fact, and you can't order a hit on someone when you're dead. But even dead, Hyojin still had followers, and EXO could only control them so much this early on. Someone was bound to be overly dedicated, loyal to a fault even, and try to complete Hyojin's goals. Even still, the more paranoid side of you could only consider the possibility of him being taken and the kidnappers having control of his phone, trying to keep him hidden for a while longer until they had a solid plan. You knew how it would go- you had been the kidnapped before, and been the kidnapper.  You wanted to go out and see him, but you knew that showing up at his work wouldn't go over well. He really was a hard worker, and he liked to do his best in hopes of getting higher pay. He had always insisted on helping out with the finances, saying he didn't want to rely on his big sister for too long. Besides, he would ask you where you had been lately, and that was a conversation you weren't ready for. He didn't take well to having promises broken. He was a lot like you in many ways, sometimes too much so. It was hard for him to trust, and even you, his own sister, had to fight desperately just to come back into his life. The one condition that your brother had was that you stay out of the dark. No gangs, no fights, no illegality as long as you were around him. You had been doing so well, too, but look where you wound up. It's almost like you were supposed to have this kind of life- running constantly, hiding, fighting for your life, stealing and killing others. You were supposed to be alone. However, just because you saw him, doesn't mean you have to see him- or that he had to see you. Maybe if you were to just pass by, verify yourself that he was safe and really at work, it would help put you at ease. You had some shopping to do anyway, so what was the harm in taking a short detour just to peep in and make sure? When you came back, you might finally be able to get some sleep.

But there was another problem. You had no idea how you were going to be able to get out of the base. It wasn't like Suho was going to trust you all of a sudden just because you killed Hyojin. That had been personal, anyway. So how were you going to get out? You could try to sneak out; this was just the main base for the members, after all. None of the lackeys were here, so if you were careful, maybe. Or you could ask someone for help, but the thought of it made your skin crawl. There was only one person who knew about your brother here, and that was Baekhyun, who you had been desperately trying to avoid. Ever since the other night it was like a barrier had broken between you and Baekhyun, but it didn't necessarily feel bad. It just felt... awkward. And you didn't do well with awkward. 

Then again, he really is the only one who would be willing to help you. He would bust your balls over it for sure, and probably demand a favor in return, but at this point you were feeling so itchy and antsy that you would do anything to go see your brother. So you grabbed your jacket from off of the bed and shut your door quietly behind you, stepping carefully into the long hallway. You knew almost everybody's room- like D.O.'s was right across from yours, on the right of your room was Chanyeol, and across from him was Chen. Baekhyun's room was on the other side of the hallway, four doors from your own. Naturally, it was locked, but you just picked it with a bobby pin and made your way over to his bed where he was sound asleep.

"Baekhyun," you hissed, reaching out to shake his shoulder. "Baekhyun, wake up."

He rolled over and groaned, eyes heavy with sleep as he tried to force them open. His eyes narrowed again when they focused on you, before he yelled and scrambled backwards. "Jesus Christ, what the fuck are you-"

You slammed your hand over his mouth as quickly as you could. "Shut the fuck up!" You whispered aggressively. "Be quiet, I need your help."

He rolled his eyes and slapped your hand away. "How did you get in here?"

"I picked the lock, duh." You told him bluntly, looking at him weirdly.

"What do you mean you picked the lock?" He hissed.

"What do you mean, what do I mean? I mean that I picked the fucking lock, Baek."

"How in the hell-"

"Obviously I took the bobby pin out of my hair, bent it, and stuck it in the damn lock-"

"I know how to pick a lock!"  He whispered angrily, trying to kick you off of the bed. He inhaled deeply, closing his eyes and pinching the bridge of his nose. "Okay. Okay, whatever. You broke into my room because you need my help. What do you need me for?"

"I need you to take me outside the base. I'm gonna go and see my brother." You bit your lip, one hand playing with the end of your sleeve. "After everything, and the threats that Hyojin made on my brother, I- I just need to go see him. To check on him, I guess? Just to- Just to make sure...? I don't know."

He blinked at you once, then a second time. "Oh. Oh, okay, yeah, uhm-" He tried to throw the blanket off of him but because you were still on it, it got caught and you were sent tumbling down to the floor, cocooned in the comforter. You heard Baekhyun snort (obviously trying not to laugh, the shit) and his head popped over the edge of the bed to help you up. He was in pajamas- a t-shirt and some sweatpants- and before he started to speak he was heading towards his dressers. 

"So you can watch if you want, but I'm gonna get changed so we can go." His eyes flickered over to the door, an eyebrow raised slightly. He was teasing you, you knew it, and everything in you wanted to snap back at him. The only thing is- he was helping you without any obligation or order to do so. He didn't have to come with you to check on your brother, and even if you went without him, we wasn't obligated to keep it a secret from the others. But he was doing all of these things just because you asked him, and you felt that he deserved a little bit of leniency. So you slid off of the bed and hurried over to the door, opening it slightly first to see if anyone was in sight. There wasn't, so you told Baekhyun that you would wait outside his door for him. 

He was dressed a few moments later, and you had to admit (he looked good-) that it was strange to see him dressed in everyday clothing. It was just a pair of light blue jeans with holes in the knees paired with a comfy looking hoodie and some sneakers, but it was different from how you've seen him before; not that it was a bad thing, of course, even you could admit that he looked good in most of what he wore. Dressed like this, him nodding his head towards the exit and telling you, "I'm ready, we can go now." all just seemed so... docile. Then again, you could just be weird due to the years of fighting and double-fighting the men around you. You were used to much harsher things, not soft things like Baekhyun handing you a plate at breakfast or holding you while you cried or-

You could feel your cheeks flaming as you managed to think of the incident again. You knew for a fact that you had fallen asleep in his arms- you knew it. But when you woke up he wasn't there, and he had never brought it up afterwards. You would rather die than be the one to mention it first, but it was weird for him to have ammo on you and not use it. You really didn't want to think of Baekhyun as a decent person, but the more interactions you had, the more it was beginning to sink in. 

"Okay," you muttered, turning sharply and heading for the door. The subject was just so confusing for you and it was getting to a point where you weren't sure what you felt anymore. That was the scariest part. 

"Have you talked to your brother at all?" Baekhyun asked you suddenly, his voice seeming scarily loud after moments of tense silence. 

"Yeah, I texted him when we got home because I was worried. He says he's at work." You responded, loosening up a little. Your arms, which had been crossed over your chest before, swung lightly at your sides before you tucked them into your jacket pockets. 

Baekhyun visibly perked up. If he were a dog you knew his ears would be standing straight up, flicking around. "Where does he work?"

"At a cafe," you told him. "The one down the road from where the fair usually comes. Speaking of, isn't it that time of year?"

"For the fair? Yeah, it usually comes during fall." He hums. "Why, wanna go?"

Your cheeks flared red again at the thought of going to the fair with him. "No," you snapped. "You'd only make me wanna jump from the top of the Ferris wheel." Pouting, you sped up, rounding the corner first in hopes he didn't see your face. Like you said, interactions with him were beginning to be a big problem for you, and what sucked the most was that you used to be so good at hiding your emotions. But for some god awful reason you couldn't chill out around him. What was worse was that even as you walked ahead of him you could hear him laughing; you hated that it was making you smile.

"I'm serious!" He said, still laughing, as he ran up behind you. "If your brother gets off of work in time, bring him and go to the fair. I'll make myself scarce." 

You stopped suddenly- abruptly enough that Baekhyun nearly tripped over his own feet trying to stop himself. "Why are you being like this?" You hated the way it almost sounded like you were whining. 

"Being like what? Nice? Helping you out?" He scoffed. "Gee, I wonder."

"Baek, I'm being serious!" You hissed, slapping him on the arm. "Ever since we ran into each other, it was always hostile, always messing with each other, but ever since the- ever since you-" you cut yourself off, feeling the heat creeping up your neck. "Now you're nice to me and I don't know how to handle it."

Baekhyun did nothing but stare at you for a while, to the point you were starting to get uncomfortable. People were casting glances your ways (and a couple of curses as some had to navigate around you) as the two of you blocked the sidewalk. Then Baekhyun snorted, throwing his head back as he launched into raucous laughter. "You-" He tried to say, but it died out as he wheezed and gasped for breath. "Jesus, you- I'm so- what-" The more he laughed, the angrier you started to feel. You lashed out and slapped his arm again, which made him laugh even more. If you though the looks from before were bad, then what you were getting now was enough to make you wanna crawl in a hole somewhere. 

"What's that-" He stopped to chuckle again, coughing loudly to stop himself. "What's the rule about boys picking on girls?" He managed to ask semi-seriously, an eyebrow raised despite the teasing smile on his lips. 

"That the boy likes the girl he's teasing." You said smugly, thinking you've gotten the upper hand here. "Why, do you like me Baek? Got a crush?"

"Yeah, actually." 

That sobered you up real fast. The smirk that was on your lips before immediately dropped and now you were the one staring. He slapped an arm around your shoulder and pulled you close, guiding you forward. "Let's go. Your brother's cafe is just up this road right?"

"Y-Yeah." You answered, to stunned to say anything else. You didn't even think to pull away from him as you walked, and soon enough you were outside of your brothers cafe. You could see him through the window, dressed in his cute little barista's uniform; he was smiling as he talked to customers (most of who were girls, much to your chagrin) and was making drinks without paying attention. He was good at this job, and even though it was a relatively easy job once someone got used to it, you were so proud of your baby brother for how he turned out. He was mature and responsible, and you liked to think that you taught him most of that. 

Your home situation had never been good, and it was to the point that you, although young yourself, had mainly taken care of your brother. Your parents had always been fighting, your father leaving for days, sometimes weeks, at a time and your mom almost mentally checking out, doing nothing but throwing herself into work or drinking when your father wasn't around. You had never lived up to your moms expectations- you hadn't done to well in school, you weren't very social, you didn't really care for your appearance much; these were all things that mattered a lot to her, and you just turned out to be the opposite of what she wanted. You had excepted that a long time ago, but then she had started to blame your father for the way things turned out once you started middle school. It had escalated to a point where your dad had gone to visit his family in a western province for a weekend and never came home.  You had dealt with it the best you could, but the underlying guilt that everything was your fault ('why couldn't I do better' or 'why couldn't I just make more friends' were frequent thoughts of yours) was constantly there. It had never hit you harder than the moment you explained to your brother that his father wasn't coming home, that he wasn't going to be there for his birthday the following week. He had been turning eleven years old, and you don't think he had really been the same way since. That was around the time he stopped talking about himself, he became quiet and a lot more observant. It broke your heart, really.  You had been able to live with that, though. What you couldn't live with was the almost immediate replacement your mother had brought in, one who was much more impulsive and prone to violence. Things had escalated, and led to you being essentially thrown out of the house by the time you were in your last year of high school. She hadn't even let you in to take any clothes, and when you tried to sneak in the next night she had already changed all of the locks. She was committed to leaving you alone, and isolating your brother from you. That was around the time Han had found you- curled up in the corner of a bench, nestled in between the large, arching roots, hugging yourself to keep warm. You had eaten next to nothing in the last few days, and you had taken the apple he offered you without second thoughts. He had taken you in, cleaned you up, taught you to protect yourself so that no one could hurt you again. He had helped you regain contact with your brother years later, only for him to completely shun the life you were living. You kept in touch best you could, and eventually convinced him to let you help after Han was killed.  He hated the life you lived, but you wouldn't be able to hide it forever. You knew that, you really did, but part of you wished it was possible. You finally had your bay brother back in your life, and you didn't know what would happen if he left you again. He was an adult now, he could make his own decisions. But that didn't mean you had to tell him immediately.  As you got up to the door of the cafe, you noticed that Baekhyun still had his arm around your should when you saw your reflection. Your ears heated up and you hurriedly brushed his arm off your shoulder, throwing the door open quickly. There was a small chime from the bell above the door, and your brother glanced over, already starting to greet 'the customer.' "Hello!" He called brightly, almost out of instinct. "How you guys doi- [y/n]?" You grinned just as brightly as he had before rushing in. "Hi, couldn't wait for your break." He rolled his eyes but excused himself from the girls he was talking to and came to your side. He didn't acknowledge Baekhyun at all, instead wrapping his arms around you for a hug. His grip was tight- just as tight as yours on him, but he let it go much faster than you would have. He cleared his throat and fixed his shirt, finally glancing at Baekhyun. "You are?"He asked with a raised eyebrow. You laughed to yourself- your baby brother (you insisted on calling him baby brother even thought he was already inches taller than you) was acting a tad protective, and it only made you think of him as cuter. "Down boy," You snickered, reaching up to pinch your brothers cheek affectionately. "This is Baekhyun. Baekhyun, this is my brother, Tae-soo." "Just Tae." Your brother cut in coolly, before redirecting the conversation to you. "What's up?" "I needed to see you. What time do you get off, because we... we have a lot to talk about." He glanced at the clock and pursed his lips, a habit he had for when he was thinking. He cracked his knuckles on his right hand before answering slowly. "I've worked a double this week already, and we're kinda slow right now, so I can probably get off within the next twenty minutes or so if I ask. We going to my apartment?" You glanced over at Baekhyun, obviously hesitating, but he simply nodded encouragingly. "Actually, can we...." You swallowed thickly. "Can we stop at the carnival for a little bit? We haven't been to one for a really long time." You trailed of nervously at the end, because yes, it would be really fun for you, and you would probably cherish the memories of your brother smiling, wind wild from the coasters forever. But it felt like you were just avoiding the conversation that was bound to happen, like you were running away from it. To be honest, you probably were. Tae raised his eyebrow at you, huffing and shaking his head. "You can be so childish sometimes." He muttered, but the corners of his lips were twitching. "Yeah, we can go to the carnival first. Let me go tell my boss I'm getting ready to leave." He didn't wait for a response before leaving, and you could see that he was happy from the little bounce in his steps. As soon as he disappeared into the backroom, you whirled around to Baekhyun, who had remained completely silent throughout your interaction with your brother. "He said yes!" You whispered excitedly, grinning widely. 

Baekhyun smiled at you. "Yeah, I was there when he said it, stupid." He flicked your forehead after he spoke, still smiling at you. "Do you want me to hang around or disappear for a bit?"

"Stay." You answered almost immediately, although even you realized it wasn't like you. The more you thought about it, however, you realized it was the right decision. Baekhyun had been really kind and generous towards you as of late even though you had (admittedly) been a huge pain in the ass. You were rough and mean and closed off, but he didn't seem to mind; this was more than you could say for almost everyone who had been in your life so far. Despite how much you 'hated' Baekhyun, it seemed like he was the closest thing you had to a friend in the group. You had allies now, sure, but no one would save you if you were hurt, or comfort you if you cried, or ask you how you've been, or help you if you needed it unless it benefit them in some way. Baekhyun checked off every single one of those boxes. 

"I want you to stay." You repeated, slower this time, while making eye contact with him. "But if the roller coaster has two seats, I'm not sitting with you."

He grinned brightly, looking happy enough that you found yourself smiling again. "I think I'm okay with that." He said, throwing his arm over your shoulder again. This time, you didn't push it off, even when your brother came darting out of the break room, uniform folded neatly in his arms as he hurried towards you. 

Tae's eyes flickered up to your shoulders and you stiffened, but otherwise ignored it. You opted to smile at him instead. "Ready to go?"

"Yeah," he told you, tucking his uniform into his bag. His voice was airy, like he still didn't have enough air in his lungs. From the way his shoulders shook slightly, you could tell that he had finished as fast as he could. It was nice to see him this excited- he hated seeming like a little kid but sometimes he deserved to act like one; you wanted to give him that.

"Okay, let's go then!" Baekhyun cheered, spinning quickly and heading for the door. With you under his arm still, he wound up dragging you along with him out of the door, leaving Tae-soo hurrying after you. 

"Hey," he barked angrily from behind you, making Baekhyun speed up. "Hands off my sister, doofus." You laughed and Baekhyun pouted, making a point to pull you closer. They bickered like they were brothers themselves the whole way there. 

"Don't tease him, Baekhyun-"

"Don't take his side-"

"Tae, I was literally telling him to leave you alone-"

"Yeah, Tae-soo, listen to your sis-"

"Stay out of it!"

You sighed and pinched the bridge of your nose, already feeling the headache coming along. This was going to be a long walk.

[seventeen-imagines-reactions]

EXO reaction / Rookie idol has a crush on them  (Xiumin, Lay, D.O, Chen)

Sorry it took so long! 

Author’s note: Not proof-read

Xiumin:

Humbled. I think out of everyone he would be the most humbled and taken aback. Like he is super happy and somehow grateful but at first he really didn’t understand. You didn’t confess to him, it wasn’t your plan. Baekhyun was your close friend and through him you got to meet everyone else. He knew about your crush on Xiumin and kept teasing you about it, until one day he just decided to tell him.  It was really random and you didn’t expect it, well looking back now you noticed how nervous he was and how he kept trying to talk to Xiu when no one was there . He “finally” just blurted it out when only few members where in the room.  “Y/N really likes you, how can you not see that?” Everyone was in shock for a couple of seconds and you just hid your face behind your hands. Walking away wasn’t an option right now. But the tension did go away slowly. You looked up, well you looked through the gap between your fingers to be exact. “Really? Why?” He looked shy and tried not to look into anyones eyes but then he looked at you again. “I thought you wouldn’t like me.” 

Lay:

Confused and Cocky You weren’t there when he found out about your crush. You had left your phone in the living room, you just wanted to go get something to drink really quick so there was no need to take it.

Lay was visiting today, because he had been gone for so long and your schedule didn’t overlap with exo’s, that’s why he came over on his own. He usually didn’t look at phones that weren’t his, but something about your phone just being there was really tempting. He promised himself to just have a quick look at your lockscreen, thinking that you would have your notificiations hidden anyway.

“Hmm just don’t show your massive crush on him while he’s there.” Your best friend had texted you, not knowing when he would arrive. It was something you never thought about, so you carelessly left your phone with him. Lay turned red and his smile grew every second after reading the message. He started laughing and really tried not to make a noise and stay calm while covering his mouth.  He was happy to say the least. As he heard the noises coming from the kitchen he had to think about what he wanted to do. Should he ignore it and wait for you or just confront you?  “Hey, I got some sprite and ice tea for now.” You sat down next to him, not knowing what just happened. “Y/N?” “Yeah?” “What do you think of me? Do you like me?” You looked at him, confused at his sudden question, but he seemed to be really confident in his words. “So?” 

D.o:

“unbothered”  You were sitting at the beach. It was late but your friends met up all at once since there were a couple of birthdays that weren’t celebrated. You usually had very little to do with Exo but Kyungsoo and you had groups of friends that kinds overlapped so you met him rather often.

You were really close to him now and he greeted you whereever he saw you and met up in private without friends as well. Some of your friends knew about your crush on him. Most of them didn’t and neither did Kyungsoo of course.  Tonight, however it was going to change. “Just date already.” Everyone looked at your friend, she was kinds tipsy already so it wasn’t shocking and you were able to act on that a bit. “I mean look at how sweet you are and how you keep stealing glances.” She sighed now. “It’s so obvious that you have feelings for one another.” “Wow, she must be really drunk.” You said without anyone gettinf suspicious. Acting classes paid off after all. Everyone did the same thing and brushed her comments off. Later that night, when everyone was dancing around at the beach, Kyungsoo sat down next to you. He seemed normal, honestly it made your heart shatter a little. He really wasn’t bothered at all, there was no sign of a blush whatsoever. “So Y/N...-” He giggled at himself before going on. “We all took the same acting classes right?” 

Chen:

The happiest I think out of all the members he’s the calmest but the happiest as well. You’re his best friend and there obviously were feelings on at least one side. That was a thing even the two of you noticed but no one said a word.  You thought about confessing for quite some time and now figured out you just wanted to make that step. You knew it wouldn’t harm your friendship, it would be awkward at first but on the long term there would be no difference. But because you hated talking about feelings in person you decided to just text him before leaving for practice.  “Chenchen, I thought about telling you this for so long now and I decided that I wanted to put this first today. I know we both noticed some sort of energy for the past weeks and even others pointed it out.... I do really like you. More than just my best friend. I don’t know how you feel about me but I hope our friendship won’t end because of this.”  It was a short message but you were too nervous and tried to put all of your thoughts into a couple of characters. And like that you went off to practice.  In the meanwhile, Chen read your message a couple of times. He was really happy and felt like he’d burst on the inside but on the outside he tried to stay calm. He had thought about confessing as well but in his mind you didn’t like him back. Chen didn’t text you back though, he just got his keys and drove to the company where he waited for you to leave. After practice you didn’t see any messages on your phone and tried to hide your heartbreak. You walked out, not talking to anyone and walked up to the station. “HEY! Y/N.” Chen was standing not too far from you in front of his car. “I figured I should answer with... a date maybe?” 

[whyareouilikethis]

exo as disney princesses*

Suho as Snow White:

-gets stuck taking care of men who act like children

-nags about cleanliness 

-isn’t overly clean themselves (she let animals help her cook, how is that sanitary?)

-kept in the dungeon for too long by the evil stepmother *cough* sm *cough*

-the one who started it all

Baekhyun as Cinderella:

-glow up™️

-loves to tease people

-fashion icon

-vocals 10/10

-sings while doing anything

-the beauty of any ball

-life of the party

Xiumin as Aurora: 

-doesn’t get many lines

-but still manages to steal the show

-underrated vocals 

-and dancing skills

-a cleaning queen

-just wants a nap

-shady

Chanyeol as Ariel: 

-hair is probably severely damaged

-loves music

-clumsy™️

-a lovable idiot

-but in reality they are smarter than they appear

-would do anything for affection/attention

-gets flustered easily

Chen as Belle: 

-vocals that cause the sun to rise in the morning

-don’t need no man to get the job done

his solo album is amazing if you haven’t listened to it, please do

-overreacts to the slightest inconvenience  

-an intellectual

-but also stupidly impulsive 

-will roast you if you deserve it

-will complain if it’s in their favor

D.O. as Jasmine:

-not here for any of your bullshit

-doesn’t want to conform to traditional standards

-hard around others, but soft around animals

-could and will fight you

-a 10/10 actor/manipulator 

-just wants some damn peace and quiet

Lay as Mulan:

-our savior/pride and joy

-a stunning beauty with vocal chords made of gold

-sometimes is clumsy with their words

-stands up against injustice 

-will fight to protect the ones that they love

-sometimes they have to go away but they will always come back

Kai as Rapunzel:

-naïve 

-adorable, must be protected

-can captivate anyone with their beauty

-what a visual

-animals are their best friend

-dance skills on point

-yet surprisingly clumsy

Sehun as Elsa:

*the exception

-a queen

-sassy

-will call anyone out if they try to pull anything

-features sharper than my kitchen knives

-can and will make anyone their bitch

-but on the inside family is their priority 

-wants affection

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*once again, I would like to apologize for our lack of activity over the past few weeks. we only have about ~1 week left in this semester so things are really ramping up (papers, tests, impending doom [finals]). hopefully once summer is here and this semester is over *thanks god* we may be able to be more active . however, 🥀 and I do not live near each other (not even in the same state lol) so I’m not sure how that is going to work but, oh well. I hope this made at least one person smile, and if you want to ask us anything feel free to. we would love an excuse to take a break from studying —☀️

[x-woozi]

The Diner

Pairing: Do Kyungsoo x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 2.4k

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

A/N: I got a little carried away writing this part. Not sure if I want this to be where it ends. If you want a part 3 let me know, either way, please enjoy.

You decide that you’d go back on your lunch break and make it a quick trip. You were hoping to not have to witness any more drama, pay for yesterday's meal, and have something for lunch.

But when does anything ever go the way you actually want it to?

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When you got there you scanned the room, there were definitely more people than last night, but no sign of him. You let out a sigh, not completely sure if it’s from relief or disappointment. Part of you was glad you didn’t see him there, you wanted to just ignore any feelings you think you might have for him. At the same time, you thought that maybe seeing him again wouldn’t be such a bad thing.

You walked up to the counter, smiling at the woman from last night and ordered your food. After handing her the money she attempted to give most of it back, “Oh dear, you gave me too much.”

“No this is for last night too. I was told it was on the house, but the food was amazing so I felt really bad for not paying,” you explained.

Her smile grew, “So it was you, well Soo wasn’t lying when he said how kind you were.” Soo? As in Kyungsoo? “Well your food will be out shortly,” she continued before returning to the back.

You thought you must have misheard her or misunderstood, either way, you were even more curious now. You sat and waited while more thoughts of him flooded your mind. He said I’m kind? How would he even know? Your curiosity grew. What else could he have said? What else does he know about me?

You were pulled back out of your thoughts when your order was called. Now feeling a little more than slightly disappointed that you hadn’t seen him before leaving. It was probably best, this way you’d be able to let go of these feelings and stick to keeping your distance, at least that’s what you hoped would happen.

It didn’t work out that way, instead, you managed to run right into him as you were walking out. If he hadn’t put his arms out fast enough you would have ended up dumping your food all over him or the floor. Immediately you try to steady yourself and began to apologize when you looked up to see that it was him, “Geez, I am so sorry.”

“It's fine, don’t worry about it,” he replied, letting go and putting his hands in his pockets.

You notice the hint of a smile pulling at the corner of his mouth. Oh god, I broke him. Now you were feeling more flustered, “I-I should've been more careful, are you okay?”

“I’m fine, really it's okay,” he said looking straight at you not avoiding your eyes like the night before.

You just stood there staring back at him, you could feel your face red as ever and starting to remember what his mom said before. He talked about me.

One of the guys behind him cleared their throat snapping you back to reality. “Well uh, I should go,” you said before starting to walk past him, “Sorry again.”

As you walked away you could hear the guys starting to get loud again before Kyungsoo yelled, “Shut up, just get inside already.”

You turned back once more to see him still standing there, alone, watching you walk away. His smile was more noticeable now. Still, with his hands in his pockets, he dropped his head and followed the rest of the boys inside, and you made your way back to work.

*Kyungsoo POV*

He was surprised to see you back here so soon, he figured last night would’ve made you keep your distance like before. It’s no secret the type of drama and violence that followed him and his group, and he knew you wouldn’t like to be around it.

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You had caught his attention a while back. He was walking past the building you work at and saw you eating lunch outside with who he assumed was a coworker. Your laugh is what caught his attention at first, but when he saw you he was in awe. He couldn’t believe how beautiful you were, he wanted to be able to get to know you and had been keeping an eye on you since.

He knew that you were from different worlds and you would never want to have anything to do with his. This thought crushed him, he would never show it or admit it out loud to anyone but it did. If you didn’t know him you’d never be able to notice something like that but the guys did.

Last night when he saw you sitting there he couldn’t help but stare at you. Of course, the guys noticed and decided to purposely be loud to catch your attention and get you to look over at them. He wanted you to notice him but he wasn’t sure what you would actually see, he figured it would be all the bad things.

When Shownu winked at you it flipped a switch inside him making his blood boil and he knew you saw the way he reacted. She probably thinks I’m just some hot-headed gang member. It was all he could think of last night.

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Seeing you here today, again, got him thinking. Maybe if I just try to say something, anything. But he couldn't, you came and went before he had the chance. Not that he would really take it, he still doubted it all too much.

“Wow, Soo, somebody got you to smile,” Chanyeol teased as soon as he finally came inside joining the rest of them.

“Shut up Yoel, no ones smiling at anything,” he walked around the table, pulling out the chair next to him.

His mom came to the table greeting the boys with food, “Alright here you go. Oh Kyungsoo, that girl that was here yesterday was just here.” He nodded.

“Oh we know,” Chanyeol replied with his cheesy grin. “Our little Soo ran right into her as she was leaving, isn’t that ri-ah” he teased before being cut off by Kyungsoo punching his arm.

“Well she came back to pay for yesterday’s food,” his mom continued. “She seems like a sweet girl, why don’t you talk to someone like her?”

“Yeah D.O., why don't you go talk to her,” Baekhyun teased from across the table leaning back in his seat with his boxy grin.

“Thanks, mom,” he said flatly staring Baekhyun down making him drop his smile.

It was one thing to tease each other about a random girl but this wasn't a random girl. They knew this girl would actually mean something because it was him that had feelings for someone this time, which only made them want to tease more.

His mom went back to work and the boys turned to Kyungsoo. They just looked at him with their knowing smiles waiting to see whos going to continue teasing him first. He beat them to it, “Don’t start with me, I don’t want to hear it.” He sat with his arms crossed and looked around the table.

“Alright we’ll start with her then,” Jongin said trying, successfully, to push Kyungsoo's buttons. “You think she’d come and hang with us if I ask?” He just glared at him in response. “Calm down Soo it’s a joke.”

“Do you ever plan on actually talking to her, or really anyone for that matter,” Suho asked.

“I’m good on my own,” he protested. “Besides she wouldn’t want to be around the stuff we do, or thinks we do. Just drop it, alright.”

They all mumbled in agreement and went on to talk about other things. He went back to not taking part in the conversation, he was too wrapped up in his thoughts. She came back, even after last night's issue. I guess it couldn't hurt if I tried saying something to her. Then again she could end up thinking I’m a creep or something.

He wasn’t the type to sit around hoping and wishing for something. If he really wanted something to happen then he would go out and make it happen. That’s what he planned on doing to get your attention, once he worked up enough courage that is.

*Y/N POV*

To say you were distracted from work was an understatement. After your lunch break, time just seemed to fly as you got almost nothing done. Going back to that diner might not have been the best of ideas, but after seeing his small smile you didn’t care. It was all you thought about, that and the feeling of being in his arms.

It was only for a moment but there was no way you could forget how strong his arms felt helping you to steady yourself. He was even more beautiful up close, those eyes that were dark and filled with danger before had turned soft and looked no more dangerous than those of a puppy. The lips that seemed to only spit out warnings and threats now only looked soft and inviting when he smiled.

You could feel the butterflies in your stomach just thinking about seeing him again. Maybe I should go back, actually say something to him. I could just walk by after work… You let out a deep sigh. No, I’ve already gone two days in a row, I can’t go twice in one day. They’d think I’m weird.

You fought with yourself going back and forth on the idea, and when it was time to get off you had made a decision. You were just going to go home, there was no use in going back because you knew you’d end up not saying anything to him, again.

You grabbed your things and headed out of the building. Just as you walked out the front doors you stopped in your tracks. There he was sitting on one of the benches, you could only see the right side of him but he looked just as good as before. If you had gotten the chance to plan what you would say the next time you saw him you might have gone right up to him, but you didn’t. Your mind went completely blank as you stood there. There was nothing you could do but just walk past him and hope to not trip over yourself again.

You walked slowly in his direction, stealing short glances as you got closer. You were only a few feet away when he finally looked up to see you. Trying to pretend you didn’t see him you quickly drop your gaze and watched the floor. You weren’t prepared to see him so you definitely didn’t have anything ready to say to him. Next time. Maybe next time. You thought to let out a sigh as you walked right past him.

“Wait, uh excuse me,” he called out from behind you.

You stopped and turned to see him now standing and walking towards you. Even if you hadn’t seen him you would’ve still recognized that voice. “Me?” You asked pointing to yourself feeling a bit confused.

“Y/N right,” now standing in front of you he continued, “You at the diner last night and you ran into me earlier.”

“Yeah, sorry about that. I guess I was just a little distracted.”

“You fell kinda hard so I wasn’t sure if your food survived, and I thought I’d bring you something just in case,” he said, holding up a bag from the diner.

“Well thank you, but how did you know that I was here?” you asked taking the bag from him.

“Oh right, uh my mom saw your name tag when you were there earlier,” he explained as he scratched the back of his neck “Really it was her that suggested I bring this to you.”

“Ah well please thank her for me,” you smiled.

He gave a shy smile and nodded, “I should probably be heading back to the diner.”

“Do you mind if I walk with you,” the words just fall out of your mouth before you could really think it through. “It’s just that I’m going that direction anyway.”

“Not at all,” he responded with a somewhat bigger smile.

It was a little awkward at first, just the usual small talk, but it was nice. You were very surprised that it didn’t take long before you were having a normal conversation. Granted you were doing most of the talking, but still, it counts.

It took a bit longer than before because of how slow you were both walking but when you finally reached the diner you stopped and turned to face him. “Well thank you again for the food and letting me walk with you,” you looked down at your feet and tucked your hair behind your ear, “sorry if I was talking too much.”

You looked back up when he let out a huff of air through his nose and smiled, “Not at all it was nice.” As if it was his signature move he put his hands in his pockets, “Actually, I wouldn’t mind doing something like this again,” he said shyly.

It was a nice moment that was quickly interrupted when his friends came from inside the diner. “Just ask for her number and let's go already,” Baekhyun said before getting smacked in the back of the head. “What, we got things to do.”

“Shut up, Baek. He’ll catch up when he’s done,” Xiumin said before turning to the both of you, “Sorry about him, carry on.” They walked a little further down the street to give you space but still waited for Kyungsoo.

“I should probably get home, it's starting to get dark,” you said, seeing that his smile had faded. “But I think you should listen to your friend.”

He was confused until you started to pull your phone out of your pocket, “Oh right, sorry.” He took your phone to put his number in it and called himself before handing it back to you. “Now you can call me the next time you want someone to walk with,” he said as his smile had returned.

“I will definitely be sure to do that,” you looked over at where his friends were still standing to see them watching. “Well, you should probably go,” you laugh pointing to the group.

He looked over at them and they immediately turn away. “Yeah, sorry about them,” you raised your hand to wave it off. “Get home safely," he said before walking away.

And with that, you went home feeling completely satisfied with your day. You weren’t sure when the next time you’d see him would be, but that didn’t matter because you knew there would be a next time.