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nationalharryleague · 4 years ago

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One Day

Pairing: Harry Styles x Reader

Genre: Drunk!Harry Fluff!

Word count: 2K

A/N: Hi all! This is some drunk boyfriend harry fluff that I just love sm. It’s based off of “One Day” by Catie Turner (I highly recommend listening to it!!) More of my writing can be found in my masterlist and I would love to hear what you think in my ask! Thank you so much for reading!

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Harry was the life of the party when he wanted to be. He knew how to let loose, with a tequila on the rocks in one hand and a beer in the other, ready to party until he (literally) dropped. He always ended up on some sort of elevated surface like a teenage girl, usually a kitchen island or an absurdly expensive coffee table, singing along to whatever music was playing, magically knowing every word to whatever came over the speakers. Sometimes he would get lost in the winding corridors of the massive mansions his friends lived in, taking a wrong turn in his enhibrated state and ending up somewhere he definitely wasn’t supposed to be. There was also one time he jumped off a (thankfully low) roof into the swimming pool below.

But usually, he was calm, cool, and collected; gently sipping on a single drink he would nurse for most of the night. The two of you liked to sit and watch during these parties, his hand settling securely on your waist, keeping you close to him and away from the chaos that unfolded before you. You would curl up on a couch somewhere and just watch it all play out like it was an observational study, often giving commentary and ranking people and their drunk dancing out of 10.

“I feel like we're the mean girls in the corner of the cafeteria who just sit and silently judge everyone around them,” you would giggle, nuzzling yourself further into his side.

“That’s because we are the mean girls in the corner judging everyone around them, sweetheart” he would reply, in a slightly buzzed drawl.

But tonight was not one of those nights. And Harry had ended up standing on top of the dining room table scream-singing ABBA at the top of his lungs.

You couldn’t help but laugh at his dramatic and messy performance. His limbs flailed freely as he wiggled his hips along to the beat of Dancing Queen, singing into a small statue of a naked woman he had picked up off an end table that you assumed to be very, very expensive, like it was a microphone. He wore a pair of high rise denim flares that swayed along with his movements to the music and his white “Women are Smarter'' shirt was now stuck to his body with sweat, just see through enough for his butterfly to make an appearance.

He only came down after a green malaise began to settle over his features, skin slightly clammy and a bit pale. You extended a hand, helping his loopy body down off the table and letting him settle into your side for support once he was on solid ground again. “Let’s head to the bathroom, H,” you said gently, trying to settle the panic that was beginning to crawl into his eyes. “I’ll take care of you.”

Once he got to the beautifully large and extravagant bathroom, he crawled into a small, or as small as the large man could make himself, ball and rested his hot clammy cheeks against the cool marble of the floor. “May have overdone it,” he grumbled from his spot on the floor, holding on for dear life as you were sure the room was spinning for him.

“Ya think?” you teased, immediately feeling a pang of guilt when you were met with a pathetically needy face from him in return. “Oh baby, it’s okay.” You carefully dug through the cabinets, knowing there had to be washcloths somewhere in the lavish room, and once you found one you dampened it with cold water. Settling down on the tile next to him, you pulled him and his sweaty curls on to your lap, wiping the layer of sweat delicately from his skin and then resting the cold cloth on his forehead.

You two stayed in this position for a while, carefully rubbing his back in an effort to sooth the large man and trying to ignore the loud music that was still shaking the house around you. He looked small like this, no longer your giant protector, but like a younger version of himself who just needed someone to take care of him. You were happy to be that person, as he always was for you.

This was the first time you had ever seen him like this. He always managed to know his limits, but tonight he just went off the deep end. He had been working like a dog, constantly in and out of the studio, frustrated that none of the songs he was writing were up to his astronomically high standards for himself. It wasn’t too shocking that he was trying to escape that stress.

Gradually, as he laid on the floor and you held him close, the color came back into his cheeks and he stopped holding onto your legs like the room was about to take flight. When you sat him up against the wall, he was still a bit wobbly, but no longer looked like he was about to unload his stomach contents all over the room.

“How are you feeling now, H?” you asked softly, scanning his face for discomfort or distress as you dabbed the washcloth over his skin.

“’m okay,” he hiccuped back, “jus’ needed a cuddle.” He got exceptionally British when he got this drunk, his accent coming out in a barely distinguishable garble of tall vowels and dropped consonants, his tongue heavy in his mouth.

His eyes fluttered open and closed without rhythm as he looked at you, his light green eyes glazed over with a glassy shine, and his mouth hung open slightly, like he didn’t have the coordination to close it. His pink cheeks were flushed and his skin had a sweaty sheen. His head had rolled off too one side and rested on his shoulder, like his neck had given up on holding his head up, and his arms fell heavy at his sides.

You should have been at least slightly annoyed with him for acting like a college kid, drinking until he made himself sick. His behavior and subsequent need for you to take care of him should have gotten under your skin and caused a bit of anger to bubble up into your chest. But it didn’t. You were just taking care of your man.

“Do you still feel nauseous?”

“‘m a-ok, babay” he said, making himself giggle with his rhyme. His lips lazily curled up into a smile and he dragged a lazy arm up to give the “OK” symbol with his uncoordinated fingers, before the heavy limb dropped back down to the tile beneath him.

“Okay, funny man,” you began sarcastically, planning on instructing to drink the glass of water you had retrieved on your way up to the bathroom, when he cut you off.

“I am pretty funny, aren’t I?” you rolled your eyes but couldn’t hold back the loud belly laugh that fell past your lips. He took the glass from you and began to sip, a proud smirk never leaving his lips as he looked at you.

“You were a comedian in a past life.”

“I agree.”

You two were quiet for a bit, Harry drinking something other than tequila for the first time the entire night, and you just admiring him in silence. You let your hand crawl into his, interlocking your fingers together before bringing it up to your lips and pressing small kisses to each of his knuckles. It wasn’t long before his glass of water was finished and he crawled back into your arms, his back pressing to your chest with your arms wrapped securely around his shoulders. Your fingers ran through his still damp curls, initially just to push them up and away from his forehead and eyes, but continued when you heard the little happy mewls coming from him.

“Ya take such good care of me,” he said sloppily with a gentle tone, breaking through the bubble of silence you two had created together.

“I always will.” You pressed a gentle kiss to his salty forehead and settled back onto the hard wall behind you.

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

You hadn’t been together for long, with saying the “L” word still being pretty new, and still slightly foreign, to both of you. But you meant it when you said it, you loved him, and your body always filled with a blushing warmth when he said he loved you too.

You had met through work when you interviewed him for the magazine you worked at. From the moment you saw those dimples in real life, you were weak in the knees and enamored with him. You hadn’t been trying to flirt, it just happened. And before he left the office, you had a date planned for that Friday. That was 6 months ago now and they had been some of the happiest of your life.

“Will you marry me?”

The question left his lips in his absurdly difficult to understand drawl and it took you a moment to process what he said, but when you did your heart stopped.

It wasn’t that you didn’t want to marry him, because you did, but not now.

It was too soon. There was still too much for you to do together, too much still to learn about him, and too much for him to learn about you. You hadn’t even had a serious fight yet; you didn’t know how he dealt with conflict or how you would react to it. You didn’t live together; you didn’t know how your living habits would match up or if they would drive each other insane. You didn’t know how you would deal with him touring being away for so long.

There was just too much you didn't know.

“I will someday.” You spoke gently, trying hard not to hurt his currently fragile feelings. You were now holding his face tenderly, like if you held him steady and close, you could lessen the blow.

“So, no?” he looked up at you with his big puppy dog eyes, feeling guilt punch you in the gut.

“For now. Everything is just going so well right now, we don’t have to mess with it.”

“Jus’ wanna be with you forever,” he said softly and your heart began to melt. He was such a soft person, who felt everything so deeply and with so much emotion. He was a sap, and you loved him for it. You pulled him closer to your chest, pressing soft kisses to his temple.

“And you will be,” you breathed. “Forever will still be there down the line.”

“Why not now?” His lips held an adorable pout and you couldn’t stop yourself from pressing a kiss to them. He tasted awful, like tequila and sweat, but the kiss was loving and sweet as you tried to pour all your love for him into it.

“Because we still have to grow,” you watched the end of his mouth tick up, sure to make some sort of smartass comment about you both being grown already. “We have to grow together,” you finished.

“I guess so,” he mused softly.

“I promise that I will say ‘yes’ when we are ready someday.”

“Someday,” he repeated softly, feeling the words on his own lips. “I’m going to keep asking, ya know?” he smirked up at you, his smile and joking tone signalling that you hadn’t broken his heart, just bruised his ego a bit.

“That’s perfectly okay,” you sighed, a contagious smile finding its way to your own lips. “I’m going to keep saying ‘no’ until we’re ready, ya know?” you teased, using his own words against him.

“One day, I’ll make an honest woman outta ya when you let me.”

“One day.”

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nct-lian · 4 years ago

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nct 127’s relation to lian

TAEIL + LIAN: IL-LI

taeil used to wake her up for school when she was still a teenager :((

such a soft but overlooked duo

will appreciate each other forever and ever

lian teaches him roasts in english that he can say to johnny

remain each other’s hype man and woman

taeil was the first to suggest he and the other nct members react to the trailers of her dramas on video so they can boost them in popularity

promotes the HELL out of lian’s solo career over twitter

lian loves coming up behind him and just giving him hugs because he’s soft (ᗒᗣᗕ)՞

they watch movies together a lot! but taeil has to come down to the fifth floor because lian hates it up on the tenth one

he was once able to grab her hand in an airport and they held hands the entire time :(( a few pictures went a little viral

they share hoodies NSHDHSHCJA

lian keeps bugging him to get an instagram

taeil will ALWAYS take her side in silly arguments she and the other members have sometimes

he makes fun of her height because she’s shorter than him-

he also used to help her with her homework :(

cried when lian went on her first date

“my child is growing up (´∩｀。)”

had to do a background check on the guy before he even allowed him to come in contact with her again, though

JOHNNY + LIAN: JOANN

johnny is her dad, period

no questions asked he is her father

will give her piggyback rides all the time

he was once woken up by her jumping on his bed and asking if they could go shopping

at 6:00 am

he actually got up, got ready and took her shopping but since it was so early, the stores were all closed

he took her out for japanese fluffy pancakes, though!

whenever lian is sick, johnny makes her his mom’s homemade chicken noodle soup recipe :((

speaking of johnny’s mom, she loves lian to death and always asks johnny if he’s taking good care of her

if they’re not being asked any questions or having to translate anything during interviews, they always whisper jokes in each other’s ears to try and make the other one laugh

because of how lian dies during the trailer of her new drama, johnny cried in front of twenty-two other men while they reacted to it

he was NOT embarrassed

“how are you guys not crying? this is so sad. what a cruel world we live in ໒( ˵ •̀ □ •́ ˵ )७”

kept screaming at lian’s “dream of you” performance video

“WHY ARE YOU ON THE GROUND DANCING LIKE THAT?!” “JISUNG COVER YOUR EYES-“

he once effortlessly picked up lian and moved her somewhere else because she wasn’t standing where she was supposed to be

everyone says that their ship name is something a white, suburban mom would be named. now nctzens pronounce joann like “joanne” ･x･

it was said on the zach sang show that johnny used to measure her height every month to see if she grows or not, and that’s the only reason why he has her height memorized

TAEYONG + LIAN: LIYONG

has lost lian in so many airports it’s not even funny

“hyung, what happened to lian?” “oh, you have GOT to be kidding me-“

whenever he doesn’t see her he goes into panic mode and starts asking if anyone has seen his little sister

“about this tall with really shiny hair? her cheekbones are insane, i swear. OH OH OH SHE WAS WEARING JOHNNY’S HOODIE- you don’t know what johnny’s hoodie looks like.. okay, well thank you for your help.”

one of the first members that she was comfortable with

lian said that he was her role model :’(

as the leader, he’s always taking care of her and will not sleep until he knows for sure she’s eaten

because of how lian never participated in any of nct’s first bit of promotions due to being too uncomfortable around them, she was allowed to skip out on the viewings of their relay video letters

but she was still required to make one for somebody and that somebody was taeyong ˵ ຈ ︿ ຈ ˵

she said that she was glad he was her leader and that she hoped to become closer one day

he cried

declares that he will take care of lian till the day he dies

taeyong had yelled at lian’s former manager until he voluntarily quit working for her- he had found out that lian was being overworked to the point where she collapsed during their dance practice and he wasn’t okay with it

always cheering her on backstage when she performs solo

he always tries to include her in guiding the members for their dances because he knows how happy it makes her

instead of having her carry her glasses around with her, he does it instead :D

“nana, do you have to wear your glasses now?”

taeyong tucks her into bed every night he can ᕕ( ཀ ʖ̯ ཀ)ᕗ

YUTA + LIAN: YUN

totally doesn’t have feeling for her, yeah

yuta is obsessed and when i tell you he’s obsessed, he’s obsessed

did i mention obsessed?

he’s jealous of everyone :(

yun stans insist that the only reason yuta is so touchy with winwin and mark is because he’s trying to cover up his feelings for lian

bye if that’s true-

hyuck wanted to give her a hug (a rare occurrence) and yuta straight up just said,

“mine. go away”

i have proof guys :// johnny recorded it and literally posted it on instagram

lian died internally when yuta cut his long hair because she couldn’t put it into ponytails anymore :((

but his hair is growing back now so she’s able to do it again :)

yuta teaches her japanese every tuesday and thursday!

we don’t bring this up because it’s pretty embarrassing but,, when nct 127 were backstage before performing kick it, yuta asked doyoung (who was in a direction where he could get a clear view of lian’s face) if lian was staring at him

how do we know this, you may ask?

it was caught on camera and everyone made fun of him for a solid week straight

he’s caught staring at her from afar way too often for comfort

lian says that he’s very pretty

much like the other memebers that have instagram, he makes story countdowns that he posts about a week before lian plans to release her solo music

DOYOUNG + LIAN: LIDO

another member of the lian protection squad

doyoung was the first to start calling her cupcake

it all started when doyoung was sick and lian made him cupcakes to make him feel better

will slap anyone who makes a flirty remark towards lian

was embarrassed for yuta when he asked if she was staring at him

said “no” and walked away

lian is the only one who ever shows him any mercy :’)

they have very similar taste in decor so they often go shopping together for things to put around the dorm

doyoung said that he spends the most time in lian’s room because it smells like vanilla all the time

he spoils her SO MUCH

like so much

half the plushies she owns at the moment were gifts from doyoung

has a tendency to watch over her and make sure she’s content at all times

“cupcake, are you hungry? i can make you some food if you’d like” “oppa, it’s 3:00am-“ “and?”

they take such pretty instagram pictures :((

at one point in time, doyoung was jealous of his older brother because lian used to crush on him a tiny bit :0

not because doyoung likes her or anything, she just couldn’t stop talking about how nice he looked in revolutionary love

disapproves of the staff giving lian such short clothing sometimes

“um, excuse me, she can’t wear that. are you crazy? go get her a new outfit, please”

JAEHYUN + LIAN: JAELI

not many people bring this up because we know it’s honestly a sensitive topic :|

but he lowkey has deep feelings for her (he makes it so obvious sometimes it’s kinda disappointing to see how oblivious lian really is to it)

jaeli + yun love triangle anyways

jokes aside, though, jaehyun loves lian so so much

once cried to johnny about how he doesn’t know what to do and that he didn’t want to make anything awkward by confessing to her

makes sure to be near her as often as possible

once scared away a whole kim taehyung from talking to her during isac ╰[ ⁰﹏⁰ ]╯ (let’s pretend bts were there for 2019 pls)

“jungkook, keep your friend away, please :D”

didn’t work, though, because they ended up having a conversation later in the day either way

*in the 97’ liner groupchat* “HYUNG IM SORRY HE RAN AWAY I DIDNT KNOW WHAT TO DOl

it was uncalled for but what can you do amirite ┐(´～｀)┌

lian pokes his dimples a lot and squishes his cheeks

just randomly hugs him but he’s not complaining

johnny isn’t picking sides but he became team jaeli after jaehyun broke into tears in front of him for the first time since they were trainees about how much he loves lian

sad,, i know

lian judges jaehyun for not sleeping with sheets

continues to believe he is not a human being, but a robot created in a lab

jaehyun smiles at her for no reason

JUNGWOO + LIAN: LIWOO

an instant bond formed between them when they first met!

jungwoo learned a lot about her and has developed so many ways to deal with her anxiety :(

gave the staff a guide on how to keep her calm when he went on hiatus because he couldn’t be there with her

buys her colouring books because he knows that they calm her down well!

liwoo went viral and become a popular ship when lian accidentally changed the nct 127 instagram profile picture to a jungwoo icon

she got scolded but it was iconic orange haired jungwoo with a chain-

an untouchable duo when they do double aegyo

nctzens think jungwoo is her favourite member

maybe because lian said he was

“ “who’s your favourite member?” hmm i’ll have to say woo-oppa!”

*cue jungwoo laughing at yuta’s face because he was that shocked*

they share secrets with each other so now they probably know the other like the palm of their hand

even though he’s off his hiatus, he still has to guide the staff members through lian’s little moments because sm staff suck at their job sometimes

they’re the two members who go grocery shopping together

more like jungwoo dragging lian to the grocery store with him but okay

jungwoo loves kissing her cheeks (〃▽〃)

their vocals mixed together are confirmed to be noises from heaven

lian misses his blonde bowl cut :/

MARK + LIAN: LIMARK

leader of lian’s natural length hair committee

like when i tell you mark hates her extensions-

mark was the first friend lian was able to make in nct!

they bonded over canada and it was very rare to see them speaking in korean

mark goes into straight panic when he’s with her sometimes

has to remind himself they’re like siblings

lian ans mark covered “your eyes” by hoody and jay park during a vlive!

it was adorable :((

lian had him saved in her phone as “android user” but now she doesn’t know what to change it to

they had a fight in 2019

mark let’s her call him the weirdest freaking nicknames ヽ ( ꒪д꒪ )ﾉ

mars bar, markie, mork, marko

AND IN RETURN HE CALLS HER MARIJUANA-

he says it’s because czennies consider her to be addicting and since marijuana is addicting as well he thought it’d be a good fit

someone on twitter absolutely ENDED HIM though and wouldn’t stop making fun of him (；⌣̀_⌣́)

they can read each other’s mind just by looking at each other

“dude i hate this shit why does she keep asking us who we wanna collab with?” *cue lian laughing hysterically*

“what’s so funny (゜-゜)” — interviewer

HAECHAN + LIAN: LIHYUCK

haechan makes fun of her kissing scenes in dramas

calls her short all the time

“lian give me a high five- oh haha nevermind it’s too bad you’re so short”

they’ve actually been so close to fighting each other and i’m not even joking

they’re the two members who fight the most out of all of them

but despite this, they love each other very much

hyuck says he’s the only one who’s allowed to make her mad

and if anyone else makes her mad he’d kill them

limark 2019 fight flashbacks where haechan kept threatening mark

there are actually moments when they’re clingy with each other-

haechan loves her hugs :((

like ??????? one minute they’re at each other’s throats and the next, they’re all lovey dovey hugging each other make it make sense ?????

lian could be speaking english and he’d say, “korean, please. i can’t understand canadian”

“shut up <3”

hello haechan cried and wouldn’t let go of her during her and mark’s graduation ceremony in 2018

she makes fun of him for it but never takes it too far

he goes to her for dance advice

during their nct 2018 weekly idol appearance when they were doing the random kpop dance thing, they beat everyone أ‿أ

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datninjalyfe · 4 years ago

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Not Without You, Chapter 3

Chapter 3: One-For-All

“Deku? Is that what she called you?” the young woman asked as Izuku landed his feet in front of her. He felt his cheeks flush and smiled shyly.

He was in the center of the city where he did his work study. His mentor had finally allowed him to do his patrols on his own, and while that was really nice of him, Izuku thought it was a bit out of character since Highlight, the world’s fastest hero, liked to work in groups. In the middle of his patrol, though, a store was robbed and there were a few hostages, the woman being one of them. Izuku was able to apprehend the robber quickly and get the hostages to safety with the help of the police.

“Yeah, that’s me. Are you okay—are you hurt?” he asked her. Thankfully, she shook her head.

“I’m okay, thanks to you.” the girl bowed her head, but flirtatiously kept her eyes locked with his, making him blush further.

“Oh—um, no, it’s nothing really—,” he told her, before catching his reflection in one of the building windows. A green, distorted image of his costume stared back at him. This…is a dream? He held out his palm, trying to touch it, but his index finger went straight through his hand. He smiled, realizing that his weeks of training had finally paid off. But how do I wake up?

“I can wake you up.” a voice growled, and when Izuku looked up at the girl, he was immediately jolted awake by the bright maroon eyes that looked back at him. He was back in his dorm room, floating a few feet above his bed.

“Oh, shit!” he said, crashing down against it, hearing a soft thud of the mattress underneath of him. He held out his hand and when he felt his index finger touch tickle his palm, he let out a sigh of relief. Okay, this is reality. He reached for a journal that lay on the nightstand, furiously writing down everything he could remember about the dream.

Izuku’s training on lucid dreaming had really only begun, which was really frustrating for him. Since doing more research on the subject, his dreams had become intensely more vivid, though couldn’t quite control them the way he had that first night. He still made really great progress through some of the techniques, but he knew he still had a long way to go until he could control them entirely. After finishing writing down his dreams, he opened a drawer and placed the dream journal inside his desk.

His phone buzzed, but he didn’t want to answer it—the book he was reading had instructions about no using electronics before bed in order to get the bed results. But when the phone buzzed again, curiosity got the best of him and got up, walking completely naked across his room, across the large window of his balcony. He picked up a towel off his floor that read “I Am Here!” and wrapping it around his waist, he unlocked his phone.

The notification turned out to be nothing. Just an article about things he already knew from his work study with Highlight’s agency. Highlight was an incredible teacher and for the most part, an idol for Izuku. He was the fastest hero in the world, but like Shoto, he was also blessed with two quirks and could fly as well. When he flew across the sky, it looked like a streak of a highlighter on a piece of paper and in school, he was nicknamed Highlight. From America, Highlight moved to Japan for work, but fell madly in love with someone and decided to stay.

Sighing, he sat down at his desk that faced the window and for a few minutes, he started to doze off, but was instantly awakened when he saw a figure moving outside. Strange, Izuku thought. It’s like 3 in the morning…but quickly recognized the figure. The contours of Katsuki’s body were painfully familiar—Izuku had memorized his bulky frame Izuku since they were young. Izuku watched as Katsuki moved down the sidewalk that led to the building, his excitement like a dog whose owner had just come home.

Katsuki had meant everything to Izuku when they were young, which annoyed Katsuki and caused him to lash out when he was angry at Izuku. To an extent, Izuku understood—they were immature and unafraid of consequences. But as they had grown from boys to men, Izuku watched Katsuki’s bullying turn from being physical to psychological—

“You wanna be a hero so bad?” Katsuki had told him in junior high. “I’ve got a time saving idea for you.” He was no longer resembled a boy, but a shadow that completely towered over Izuku. Katsuki looked down at a pathetic little quirkless Izuku, who held his arms up to protect his face from the blast that he had come to expect so many times. “If you think you’ll have a quirk in your next life—,” Katsuki held up his hand, his palm making popping sounds from tiny explosions. “—go take a swan dive off the roof.” Katsuki laughed, a menacing sound that pierced through Izuku.

“That was years ago.” Izuku tried to tell himself, but even now, Izuku couldn’t let it go. Those words had hurt him so much. Maybe that’s why they didn’t work out—because Izuku had never forgiven him. I would have loved you if you had been nicer to me, Kacchan. They were doomed from the start. “Take a swan dive off the roof.” Izuku scoffed aloud. Those words had played constantly through Izuku’s mind during their short-lived relationship.

Still, he watched Katsuki walk down the sidewalk, staring at his phone, Izuku couldn’t help but wonder why Katsuki was out so late to begin with. Rumors had reached Izuku through their class that Katsuki was a workaholic, but when Izuku saw the way that Katsuki looked at his phone: Is—is he smiling? Izuku squinted and to his demise, Katsuki was. A smirk, teeth showing as he entered the building, out of sight from Izuku. A thought lingered in his mind—what if Katsuki was seeing someone? Fury suddenly intertwined with jealousy, racing through Izuku. Izuku kicked his desk, cursing loudly. The wood split, making a loud crack before crumbling like paper.

Why? his mind pestered him. You didn’t come to U.A. to have a relationship with Kacchan. You came here to become a great hero! And you already have an amazing boyfriend. Who you love very much…

But Izuku wasn’t a good liar, even to himself. He still remembered that day—that horrible day when Katsuki told him, “I can’t do this, Deku.” Katsuki hiccupped through the sobs pouring out of him. The rest of what he said was muffled in Izuku’s ears. All Izuku could hear were those words, over and over again.

“K-Kacchan, please.” but Izuku’s cries were met with Katsuki’s head shaking back and forth.

“It’s okay.” Katsuki said, tears pouring from his eyes. He didn’t try to hide them, letting the water stream down his cheeks. “We tried, Deku.”

Katsuki didn’t show up to class the following Monday either. Izuku nervously tapped his pen against his desk watching the door for any sort of movement. Mineta sat next to him and shrugged when Izuku asked where he was. “Not sure. But Uraraka told me to sit here so if Bakugou does show up you don’t die—,”

Uraraka smacked him on the head, shooting him a look before asking Izuku, “How are you feeling, Deku?”

Izuku bit his lip, fighting against his eyes that threatened to tear up. “I-I’m doing better.” But Uraraka still looked concerned. She reached a hand out, lightly touching his shoulder.

“It’ll all work out, Deku.” she told him in her lighthearted voice. “You’ll see!”

But Katsuki didn’t show up the next day either. Or the day after. Finally, Izuku had the courage to pull Kirishima aside and ask him, “Is Kacchan okay?”

Kirishima blinked and looked away. “I-I’m not really supposed to say anything about it because it’s not really set-in-stone, but he got a work study interview with a local hero.”

Izuku let out a sigh of relief, placing his hand on his chest. “Okay…yeah, okay. Good.”

Kirishima smiled awkwardly and the two made small chit chat before parting ways.

The next day, Izuku walked into class, placing his stuff down on the floor next to him. Shoto sat behind him, giving him a cute wink before sitting down that made Izuku blush slightly. As Izuku reached into his backpack, he felt it—the smoldering heat rained down on him, coiling around his limbs and joints, swelling like liquid fire. The scent of sweet candies filled Izuku’s nose, disorienting him briefly, blurring images in waves off the walls. He touched his temple in a failed attempt to balance himself, trying to focus his vision. Despite knowing better, his gaze travelled upwards, squinting through the blinding furnace.

And immediately wished he hadn’t. Katsuki entered the room, Aizawa’s hair immediately went up, fixated on Katsuki, who shot their teacher a glaring look, but the room slowly cooled. “Control your quirk or I’ll do it for you.”

“Tch.” was the only response Katsuki gave, sitting down next to Kirishima, across the room. Aizawa’s hair waterfalled past his shoulders and the heat still lingered, covering their heads in warm sweat throughout the class period. Occasionally, when it became swelteringly unbearable, Aizawa’s hair would go back up, pinning his eyes on Katsuki, who just took notes and said nothing.

After class, Katsuki was the first one up, sweeping his belongings into his backpack. Izuku tried to pack his things away quickly, but Katsuki was out the door by the time Izuku had thrown his backpack over his shoulders. He just wanted to talk to him, let him know how sorry he was that things didn’t work out, but he hoped—

What? That things could be how they were before? When he was an asshole to you? As Izuku wiped the sweat from his brow, he couldn’t help but convince himself to say nothing.

“Midoriya, you ready to go?” Shoto asked, hold out his hand.

Izuku nodded and exhaled slowly. “Yeah. I think I’m ready.”

A piece of wood splintered in between Izuku’s toes and he cursed again, fully bringing him back to the present. Things can never go back, Izuku realized. Not ever.

---

“God, that felt great.”

The woman climbed off of Katsuki and crashing down against the pillows. Katsuki closed his eyes—it had felt great. Despite being extremely small framed, Katsuki liked the way she took charge. The less work Katsuki had to do, the better. Occasionally, their eyes would lock and she had delivered on her promise: the forest green contacts peered into him. He got up off the bed to leave, grabbing his pants and started to put them on when he felt a soft touch on his wrist. She had wrapped her tiny, boney fingers around him. “Leaving so soon?”

“I have somewhere I have to be.” the lie left his mouth before he could stop it.

She must’ve picked up on it because she laughed, telling him, “Yeah, okay.” sarcastically, but she still rolled towards him, saying nothing else as he checked to make sure he had everything. Phone…wallet…keys? he thought as he double checked all the pockets. “So what’s with the green contacts?”

He stopped, looking over to glare at her.

“Oh, did I hit a nerve?” she playfully asked him, giggling.

“Don’t.” he told her and she sighed loudly, her voice groaning.

“Come on, one more round and then you can leave.” She let go of him, but the green eyes stared up at him, begging him to stay.

And he couldn’t say no. Not to those eyes. His lips crashed into hers, opening her mouth with his tongue. She moaned loudly as he caressed her.

“Could you be any louder—?!” a voice said harshly.

Turning around, Katsuki saw none other than Nebina Kogo. Truthfully, it was the last person that Katsuki ever thought he would see again. She was older now and her slim frame was outlined in the doorway. Not much had changed, but she was taller and her hips wider. Anger seared through Katsuki as he suddenly remembered: Nebina was the person that Izuku had lost his virginity to.

Nebina gasped suddenly, her hand flying to her heart as if she was trying to grasp it between her fingers. She collapsed onto her knees and Katsuki got up to help her, but she was really okay within a few moments, taking a couple deep breaths. “You always were an angry one, Kacchan.”

Did she collapse because of me? Katsuki asked himself. Nebina was a true empath and could feel the emotions of others around her. Katsuki took a couple deep breaths as well, to calm himself upon remembering that.

“Oh, do—do you guys know each other?” the woman on the bed asked, reaching for her pants to cover herself, but Katsuki made no such attempt.

“Yeah.” Katsuki told her, not taking his eyes off Nebina. “And I have a few questions.”

---

Izuku couldn’t sleep that night. As his mind raced between Shoto and Katsuki, Izuku knew what he had to do. He just didn’t know if he could do it. Occasionally, the thought of him just being single for the rest of his life. I’m here to be a hero—I’m here to develop my quirk—

“My….quirk?” he looked at his hands as an idea popped into his head. He rushed over to his bed carelessly tossing the covers over him. He knew it was probably a bad idea. 5% only, he told himself…just to see how it works.

If it even works.

His eyes closed, allowing his body to slowly fall asleep. He felt the power of One-For-All rush through his body, pushing itself through him further. 5%, he thought. Only use 5%. And he drifted into a deep slumber. Deep maroon eyes stared back at him underneath his eyelids. Let me stay here, forever, with you…arms took him in a loving embrace before lips fell onto his. The kiss was deep and passionate—something Izuku hadn’t felt in so long. “Love me, Kacchan.” Izuku told him through the hazy kiss.

“Midoriya?” a voice said far away.

“Ka—kacchan!” he yelled out, pulling him in as close as he possibly could.

“Midoriya!”

Izuku awoke in his room, sweat dripping down his face. The gray and blue eyes of Shoto looked back at him. “Are you okay?” Shoto asked him, hints of concern written across his face. “You were screaming.”

Izuku clutched his chest, trying to control his breathing. “Sorry.” His eyes averted Shoto’s gaze. But instead, he took a deep breath. “Todoroki, I really have to tell you something—something I should have told you about weeks ago.”

“Can it wait?” Shoto asked. “We are being summoned.”

“Summoned? By who?”

“You mean by whom.” Shoto corrected him.

“Very well.” Izuku didn’t try to hide his eye roll and vexed, he asked, “Who is summoning us?”

“My father.” Shoto said. “Said he found All Might. And it isn’t looking good.”

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How to say 'I love you' without saying 'I love you' | Chae Hyungwon pt 1

part: 1 of 3

other parts: pt 1 || pt 2 || pt 3

pairing: chae hyungwon x reader

genre: fluff, little slow-burn and angst, smut

word count: 5.6k words

note: i had a dream about this plot so i must write this because after this dream hyungwon became my bias wrecker and i cry about him every day since pls send help gbye

ugh i love him so much :(((

How to say 'I love you' without saying 'I love you'

What’s every kpop fan’s goal in life?

To meet their idols, attend a concert, and attend a fan sign, right?

Some others... They aim higher than that.

And you’re one of those people.

In fact, you love k-pop so much that you found your career took a whooping turn and you ended up majoring in language, for the very simple fact that you could apply to join an entertainment company and be a staff/writer, the latter which makes you feel the proudest of yourself.

But life….

Life can be super mean sometimes. And you learn this the hard way, when you get rejected by SM entertainment - your first and actually the only choice because you are a major Shinee fan and life is just NOT fair at all!

One way or the another, after multiple applying, you finally get a good job in another company - Starship Entertainment.

Now, Starship was definitely not one amongst your top 5 agencies. But you always try not to let that affect your work - and over time, you come to love your job.

Especially when you get assigned as Monsta X’s writer and interpreter.

You find the members of the group very very appealing, all of them having their own charms.

Hyunwoo, who goes by the name Shownu and has an appetite that makes everyone giggle; He is such a soft-hearted soul and you really look up to him because he is always kind enough to give you a hand if he finds you doing something like lugging some boxes around, and would give the prettiest eye smiles when he gets a compliment.

Hoseok, who goes by the name Wonho and is probably the person you would sacrifice everything for; because of the heartwarming smile he has to offer, the way he continuously asks you to go through the comments he received on his vlives, and would politely request you to review what fans are saying about him on his posts.

Kihyun, who is very much Korean down to the bone with his extremely polite mannerisms and the way he always makes sure the staff - you included - are always eating as well; even if it’s a show about them. And also, the way he had once asked if he was your bias, and looked shocked to hear he wasn’t - and then continued to do things to get your attention and ask “Am I your bias now?” in the middle, like an idiot.

Jooheon, who also occasionally comes to you and asks for mini English lessons, and then gets bored after learning two or three new words - and then instead likes to chat about random things like the cats he owns, and your line of cacti which he, for some reason, is obsessed with, and your chats with Jooheon usually end with a compliment battle, and he always made you feel proud because he always says that chatting about normal things like that always inspires him a lot too.

Changkyun, who you consider as your bias wrecker because he keeps his own cool, stays in his own bubble and get things done, and doesn’t brag; instead, he’s very gentle, always the first person to notice if you’re sitting out in the lounge by yourself racking your brains for new content, and uses you as a guinea pig for testing out his lame new puns or pickup lines.

And then… Hyungwon, who doesn’t talk a lot when he’s with the rest of the group, but you found to be startlingly talkative when he’s doing a solo vlive or with only a few members like either Shownu or Wonho. In fact, you remember being wide-eyed when he continuously chatted with his fans on a vlive for a whooping 2 hours, and you can’t forget the precious and warm smile he had on his face when you said you liked seeing him so lively and talkative.

“I have a lot of things up my sleeve which you probably don’t know that much about, [Name]-ah.” He had said that time, and sometimes, you can see the way his eyes would filter through the staff during shows and land on yours, and smile at you.

And finally, Minhyuk, who was your absolute favourite out of the entire group, your bias because he gets along so well with everyone, always making everyone - including the staff - laugh, and would not hesitate to call anyone out if they’re doing something they shouldn’t. It makes you giggle, the way he would approach you in the middle of a variety show shooting they’re doing and ask if you were the writer of the show and how you had the audacity to make them walk around like lunatics. He acts like a crackhead like that, but you’ve grown to be so attached to him when you realized that, beyond his bright personality, he also is an insanely sweet person; You found this out when you had mentioned applying to SM entertainment because Shinee was your favorite group ever, and Minhyuk -even if he asked how dare you talk about other men in his presence - met up with Shinee while hosting a show and got the members to sign, and even got Kibum, your Shinee bias, to sign you a message inside their recent album.

Undoubtedly, Minhyuk was your favorite, for a good reason.

But still, to be put frankly, Hyungwon was the member that has your heart, for the simple reason that he was so unpredictable and has his own sense of humour and personality.

Since you got assigned to work with Monsta X, your life has been a messy tangle of fun, a normal day being you having a chat with Hyungwon and then getting interrupted by Minhyuk who would have zero filters and ask “Are you two dating?”, which causes the two of you to flush red for no reason, while Kihyun would overhear this and say “Huh?! You’re picking him to date but you don’t think of me as bias material?”.

The cycle would be endless, with Wonho laughing while watching the entire scene unfold, while Jooheon would join in with Minhyuk while Shownu would butt in and say “Minhyuk-ah, we have to go back to practise now tho,” and Changkyun sticking his head out from his dorm room and saying he still has 5 more minutes to finish the session of his favorite game.

You’ve grown to love this cycle and it doesn’t feel like a job, doing something you love with good people to work with, and life has been even easier after you got a dorm room within the building.

So, even if you had a roommate - and she’s nice, just not too close - things at Starship has been working out well for you.

Your daily chaos started simmering down a little once the pandemic hit, and all of the staff got confined to their rooms for work.

Because some of the shows you’re writing the scripts for are getting approved easily, you feel lucky to be one of the few staff who is now allowed to go alongside the members when they’re out for shows.

The times when you’re working from your dorm room, you feel so tired - perhaps missing the chaos you were so used to for the past couple years.

One day, you get a kakao chat from Hyungwon, asking if he can come over to discuss something with you.

It’s early in the morning - 8:15 am, and you’re half awake but you let him in, trying your hardest not to yawn too much in front of the member you considered the most attractive from the bunch.

Your roommate, Dawon, was kind enough to clean up the room a little bit when you said Hyungwon was coming over - and you said it on purpose because you knew she called Hyungwon her type and admits to having a teensy crush on him even though she knows it won’t work out anyways.

Hyungwon is wearing a caramel sweater and grey baggy sweatpants, and it always warms your heart to see the boys dressed in comfy clothes because they have to spend so much time wearing clothes that probably look good but not feel as comfy.

“Hyungwonnie, come on in!” You greet him, and he reacts with a chuckle and he always does that ever since you started calling him by that nickname after the day he said you should use casual language with him.

Hyungwon gives a little nod to your roommate in acknowledgement, and waits until you draw the curtain separating the room, before he speaks.

“I have a magazine shooting next month, and these are the set of questions they’re gonna ask me.” He says, putting the big envelope he had in his clutches on the top of your desk after he takes his seat. “I need help coming up with answers.”

Hyungwon was usually one of the few members who always comes to use the opportunity; the artists are free to ask the writers for help with answers they’ll give for their interviews, and Hyungwon always makes full use of the opportunity, and Shownu and Wonho occasionally drop by too, as well.

You’re always happy to be asked for help, but today, you find yourself sweat-dropping at the thought. You were so sleepy, the only reason you’re not dozing off is because you had forced yourself not to sit down.

“Why?”

“What?”

“You’re usually always excited when I ask for something like this, so why today?”

Ouch. Sometimes, much like you can read the boy’s faces and know what’s going on, they can sometimes do the same for you, too.

“Well, you see....”

“Have you been getting enough sleep?”

Double ouch. You knew the boys - at least, most of them - were good observers, but you didn’t expect Hyungwon to catch on so easily.

“I actually do get enough sleep, but these days, I feel extra sleepy for an hour or so after I wake up.”

This makes Hyungwon chuckle, putting the papers back inside the envelope and turning back to you.

“Welcome to the life of every human being. You sound like you’ve been babied too much.” He has to say, and you watch the way he gets up from his seat and places the envelope inside one of your drawers.

“Let’s get some breakfast.”

“W-What?!”

This makes the male raise an eyebrow, glancing around the room as if he was unsure if it really was you who said that.

“You’re acting as if we have never gone out for a meal together.”

“Well…” You say, because you’ve actually gone with him a couple of times over the four years you’ve been assigned to them.

That was probably because the boys enjoyed ordering in mostly, and eating at their own free times.

Anyhow, it was only a few times, so it definitely did surprise you.

“Okay. Where do we go?”

“I’m in the mood for some eggs and sausages, do you have anything you want to eat?”

“Hey, we’re gonna split the bill okay!?” You hurry to race Hyungwon outside, who goes out in a very knowing way, one that was like a deja vu of the times when he’d butt in when you’re trying to innocently pay for your delivered lunch tray and he’d ask to tab it over to him.

Kihyun was right, he really was different from the way most Monbebe actually looked up at him.

At the restaurant, Hyungwon takes his mask off only after you two are seated at one of the sectioned booths and have ordered your food.

“The pandemic isn’t good, but this is the only thing that I enjoy about it.” He admits, eyes going over to the lack of people inside the place which would usually be filled to the brim with office workers trying to grab a quick breakfast.

“This pandemic has made me a sleepyhead like you.”

“Hey!”

You find yourself smiling so hard around Hyungwon because during breakfast and after you had forcibly paid for you two, on your way back when he offers to buy you coffee - and even remembers your usual order - and the next two hours he spent with you while you helped him write answers and edit what he wrote, it really does not feel like he’s a celebrity at all; but more so as a close friend who makes you feel warm in ways you’ve never felt before.

“Why?”

You snap out from your little trance and go back to typing your script on the laptop, when he interrupts you.

“Why are you smiling? What kind of madness of a show are you writing now?!”

“Hey! Don’t accuse me of writing madness when your Monbebe loves it so much!”

“Yah, that’s too much! Our Monbebe will love us anyway even if you show them us being normal!”

You giggle, because really. When has Monsta X ever been normal?

---

The next day, right after you wake up, you’re working on the itinerary for Monsta X’s upcoming vacation show - a little too late, you had to admit, and that too, when you’re feeling so desperately sleepy like you’ve been feeling lately every morning.

Dawon had gone out to grab breakfast with some of the other staff, and you’re munching on your melon bread, knowing well that the espresso shot you’ve had just a while ago won’t last you for more than 15 minutes.

And it doesn’t.

In fact, you’re actually snoring when your phone rings loudly, making you lift your sorry face up from your laptop keyboard and answering as soon as you pick up the phone.

“Yes, Manager-nim? I’ll send you the itinerary in fifteen minutes!” You say the impossible, because your task in barely done, and you had a feeling you’d fall back onto the laptop keyboard the second the manager hangs up the call.

The sound of familiar chuckling makes you raise an eyebrow and glance at your phone, horrified to see Hyungwon’s name on the display.

“I need it in ten minutes, not fifteen.” He says in a heavy voice, and it makes you huff in embarrassment, glad that he couldn’t see you.

“Very funny, Hyungwon. What did you need?”

“Nothing. Just wanted to wake you up.”

“I was up!”

This makes him laugh yet again, and you sigh, typing on the keyboard as you think about what good excuse you can say.

“If you were up, you wouldn’t have thought I was your manager.”

You let out a little groan, connecting your headphones to the phone so you could multitask while speaking to the male.

“Really, now, Hyungwonnie, what did you really want? Is there something you wanted to ask again?”

“No, I really just called to wake you up.”

“Well. Isn’t that sweet of you.” You say, sarcastically.

The mini banter and sarcastic comments continue for about ten minutes, by which you’d even finished up the itinerary.

So, even if he did laugh at your sleepyhead behaviour - as if he could talk - you made sure to thank him before you go out to take the printouts and finish off your task.

---

And then, that becomes a ritual.

Hyungwon calls you every day at 8 am, right when you’ve signed in for work and are about to head to get some coffee.

He makes small talk with you, talks about little episodes he’d had, and listens to your ideas.

After the first week, you don’t feel sleepy even if you don’t get the coffee; and you don’t even get sleepy after he hangs up.

Every day, it feels like he’s prepared something new, because he makes you laugh so hard that your sleep completely vanishes.

In fact, after a couple of days, he searches up English songs on Genie Music and sings, butchering up a lot of the lyrics on purpose - you know it’s on purpose because Hyungwon has a really good pronunciation when he tries.

One day, you’re butchering up the lyrics of a song along with Hyungwon while you’re writing talk segments for Monsta X’s comeback showcase. Your roommate has been giving you funny looks recently, especially after she asked who was calling you every day and you couldn’t lie and told her it was Hyungwon.

The sudden sound of your door flying wide open and a blonde Lee Minhyuk barrelling into your room makes you stop your singing.

“Oh. So it was you, huh.” He has to say, making himself comfortable on your beanbag chair, and drawing the cloth partition between your room when Dawon - your roommate - keeps staring.

Really, Minhyuk does not know what filters are supposed to be.

“What do you mean?” You ask, and from your headphone, Hyungwon hears his friend’s voice, so he dismisses the call after saying he’ll see you again later.

“So it was you Hyungwonie has been getting up every morning to sing his heart out, huh?”

You stare at him, baffled. “Well, he does sing some normal songs, but he mostly sings crack-”

“He usually never wakes up on his own even if he has schedules, and now he has an alarm to call you every day? What, are you guys dating or something?”

“Yah, Minhyuk, what are you saying!!” You hiss, horrified, because the cloth partition does little to block out sounds from the other side.

“I always tell people if they like someone, to stop being so obvious and just ask them out. It’s easy!!”

“It’s not easy and omg shut up!! He’s just calling me because he’s waking me up, he’s just being kind!”

“Hyungwon never wakes up for us, he’s never kind to us, then! And he’s always still sleepy even if he wakes you up, because he goes straight back to bed after he wakes you up!”

You sigh out loud in frustration, shaking your head. “Come on. What did you want, Minhyukkie?”

Minhyuk gives you a knowing smile before he shakes his head, handing you the binded notebook he had in his clutches.

“You’ll give me a read-over, right? I told you about the radio-show I’m gonna start hosting in a few weeks, right? The concept is clear, but I have some topics I want to talk about and I made some scripts about how I could continue the talk.”

“You got it. I’ll need some time, though, how does Thursday sound?”

“Perfect. Thanks!” He gives you a flying kiss that makes you laugh, and then he’s out as fast as he came barreling in.

---

You expected Hyungwon to stop the calling after the confining to your room rule gets lifted up and you’ve started to go to the office for work.

But he doesn’t, and he sounds as if he’s never been as prepared before as he is now.

Even when the comeback is near and he must be practising into the late hours of the night, he never misses a single day.

A few days before the comeback, you find him having lunch with Shownu, and it’s the first time you’ve seen him in a while - and you hadn’t seen his new hair till then too.

For the first time in the four years you’ve been assigned to work with Monsta X, you take a good look at Hyungwon.

A really, really good look.

At first, he hadn’t noticed you, and while you’re refilling your water bottle with chilled water, you notice the way he’s smiling a little while he listens to what Shownu is saying. The way he uses his hand to brush the fringe of his hair he’s dyed blonde is attractive for the first time - and you’d always thought he was a really, really handsome young man… But this is the first time he looks so attractive that you feel like you’re in a daze, staring at him until chilled water fills up your bottle and pours on your fingers, finally catching your attention.

What gives?

The little yelp you let out makes both Shownu and Hyungwon glance over at you - noticing you for the first time. Hyungwon’s eyes go wide, the top of his palm going up to cover his mouth.

“Ah, [Name]-ah. How are you?” Shownu calls over to you, ever so naturally, and you greet him with a smile when it looks like he’s motioning for you to come over.

“I haven’t seen you in a while. Are you doing well?”

“I’m doing good, Hyunwoo-oppa. You guys must be working super hard for the comeback, right?” You say, glancing at Hyungwon, and for the first time ever, you think he’s actually… blushing ?!

It makes you flustered, thinking about what Minhyuk had talked to you about, while he accused you two of dating. Really, Minhyuk had no filters, it never fails to drive you insane sometimes.

“Yeah! You can expect a lot, please do support us a lot!”

You turn to look at Shownu, beaming at his friendly and charming smile before you excuse yourself and head back before you felt your head would explode.

Now, what the heck was that all about!?

Whatever it was, you were definitely going to blame Minhyuk for this!

---

It absolutely surprises you when Hyungwon doesn’t fail to call you, even the following morning.

You guess you had just imagined it in your head yesterday when Hyungwon looked flustered to see you.

Stupid Minhyuk! It was all in your head after all.

“Now that today’s dumb song segment is over,” Hyungwon says, after he sings a butchered up version of Pretty Please, “I’m gonna sing a song from our album!”

“Oh? Will that be okay?”

“Well, you’ll hear the album preview later today, so, why not?” He has to say. “It’s one of my favorites from the album.”

And then, he sings up to the second chorus of Beautiful Night - a song you fall in love with instantly, because the lyrics are so beautiful and Hyungwon sings as if he’s doing so with his whole soul. It almost makes your eyes teary, and you can barely tell him that you love it, before you have to excuse yourself with a little lie.

Since when did Hyungwon’s voice sound this emotional? It’s been over four years, but his voice has always been the same, beautiful voice as before. You open up Genie music, playing some of the older albums, listening to Hyungwon’s voice in the songs, and you feel like you’ve missed out this side of Hyungwon completely, this madly romantic side of him that sounds so sincere that it makes your heart race.

What is going on, seriously…

---

As the days pass by, the little tingle in your heart whenever you see or hear Hyungwon keeps on getting more and more painful.

In fact, by the end of Monsta X’s three-week promotions for Fantasia X, hearing Hyungwon singing songs for you become almost unbearably sad.

Despite having to wake up earlier, or even having to excuse himself in the middle of getting his hair and makeup done, he makes sure to call you - even if you’re sitting and listening to him when he’s in the same room as you are in.

You realize you can’t hold out your expressions if it’s in front of him, so you make sure to get up and go away somewhere when Hyungwon’s call arrives every day at 8 am on the dot.

It’s a warm Saturday morning, and you’re on your bed, your earpods on and listening to Fantasia X on Genie when Hyungwon’s call of the day arrives.

Today, it’s different.

Usually, he sings a trot song, or a really ugly version of an English song with the hopes of making you laugh so much that your sleep completely vanishes.

But today, he doesn’t say anything and immediately starts to sing soulfully; today, he sings Newton, one of your absolute favorite songs by the group, and…

The way he sings it is so, so sad .

Something inside your heart feels like it is burning, and unknowingly, your eyes brim with tears, because…

All the things Minhyuk had told you, all the things you’ve been thinking about Hyungwon lately, all the little glances he sends your way and then looks away when he sees you’re watching…

You feel your emotions going haywire, and your wishful thinking makes you start crying and you pray to god that Hyungwon, who’s singing the chorus so beautiful and sincerely does not notice.

It’s almost unbearable, and you take off your earpods and have him on speaker, thankful that he doesn’t notice you’ve reached for tissues to wipe your tears.

Since when did I start feeling this way about him?

How can I think this way about one of the members I work for?

Why does Hyungwon sing as if he’s singing just for me, and only me?

Why does it feel like we are never able to meet eyes now?

You have so many questions and no answers, and your hands are shaking as you try to press record on your phone because he sounds so, so beautiful and your crying is not helping you in focusing on his sincere singing.

It is at this moment that the door to your room flies open, and your roommate, Dawon enter the room, then freezes when she sees you crying.

“What’s going on?!”

You’re only able to hand over the phone to her, and mumble a little “Please record it for me” through your sobs.

Dawon looks very confused, raising an eyebrow when she looks at the receiver and sees that it is Hyungwon, on the call.

At that moment, Hyungwon wraps up his singing, clearing his throat a little and speaks for the first time today.

“[Name]-ah.”

You find yourself sniffling, glancing at Dawon who looks visibly upset now… and you can’t even blame her…

“[Name]-ah.” He calls your name again, and this is one of the things that makes you sad in regards to Hyungwon, because… He is a member of Monsta X, one of the manlier groups in the industry for sure, but… He’s so gentle and sweet, a kind-hearted soul, and he does not lack in anything, as he has proudly claimed so.

Even the way he calls your name out is so gentle that it makes more tears stream down your face, and you’re almost scared at how to answer whatever Hyungwon would ask from you.

“[Name]-ah. I have something I have to tell you, in person.”

Your eyes meet with Dawon, who now looks wide-eyed, and you were sure you would probably look the same.

“I… I have to tell you this in person, so, if you… If you’re willing, would you like to… go for dinner with me today?”

More tears stream down your face, and now you know you can never look Dawon in the eyes either so you bury your face on one of your pillows, heart aching too much to do anything else.

“Hyungwon-ssi.”

Dawon speaks into the speakerphone, and it makes you glance at her, wondering what she was going to say.

Hyungwon replies with a loud ‘Huh?’ in confusion.

“Hyungwon-ssi, I’m sorry, but [Name] is outside and she left her phone here.”

Dawon looks at you, lips pressed into a thin line. You feel so uneasy, and it felt like Hyungwon felt the same, because he starts to stammer.

“Wh-Wha? What?! If [Name] wasn’t the one who answered, then wh- Whaaaaa!” You hear a loud whine before the call gets disconnected with a quick mumble of “Sorry!”.

Dawon hurls the phone at your bed, and leaves the room without a word, and it pains your heart so much that you feel like you’ll die.

A text message pops up on your phone a little while later and seeing the text makes you feel a little dizzy, even.

‘If you’re freely going to allow other people to roam through your phone even, I don’t think I have any other choice but to come to see you right away.’

What?

Wait, does he mean-

You hurry to grab your phone and iPad, wiping your face as best as you could and going out of your room. You find Minhyuk and Kihyun using the Xbox in the lounge, so you quietly take a seat near them, greeting them and opening up your iPad without another word.

“[Name]-ah, why do you look so weird?”

“Yah, Minhyuk, how can you say something so rude?!”

You shake your head and give a weak smile at the two, opening up your notepad and leaning against the couch.

A moment passes by, and Minhyuk moves closer to you on the couch, so close that you actually move a little back as well.

“What?”

“I finished my game with Kihyunnie. So. Why? Why do you look so sad? Did Hyungwonie hurt you?”

Now, you’ve been doing a good job of not crying since you got out of the room, but seeing Minhyuk’s worried face and then remembering Hyungwon’s words - along with Minhyuk hitting a bullseye right away… All of that combine together and it makes you start to cry again.

“Wha? Hey?!” Minhyuk looks very startled, and he usually never looks surprised like he doesn’t know what to do, but today he looks like he’s at a dead end, and you allow him to grab your hand and tell Kihyun he’ll be right back, before he hurries to drag you over to the other end of the lounge near the vending machines.

“Yah, what is going on with you lately? Hyungwon really said something mean to you, didn’t he? Sheesh. Acting like he’s in love with you and then making you cry like this? I didn’t expect him out of everyone to behave this way.”

The more Minhyuk spoke, the worse you felt, and you’re barely able to ask him if he could be kind enough to leave you alone for a second when you hear a familiar voice calling your name.

“[Name]-ah…. Minhyuk-ah?!”

You and Minhyuk glance up to see Hyungwon approaching you, and you hurry to take your hand away from Minhyuk’s clutch.

Really, Hyungwon couldn’t have caught a worse timing.

Minhyuk shoots you a sad look, then gets up from his seat, goes to say something to Kihyun, then the two of them leave while Kihyun glances at you with a worried look on his face. You can’t get yourself to look at Hyungwon, so you’re looking at your hands, fingers fumbling while Hyungwon stands in his spot in front of you, not saying a single word.

More tears fall down your face when you remember Minhyuk’s words - and how wrong was he to assume the worst from the sweetest person you know, and it pains your heart because you knew if you looked in his eyes, you wouldn’t be able to stop crying.

“Why?”

Hyungwon says a single word, and honestly, that was the only thing you didn’t have an answer for.

Why were you crying?

You didn’t know.

Why can’t you look at Hyungwon?

You had no clue.

Why did Minhyuk know right away?

That too, you didn’t know at all.

Why can’t you answer him?

You had no reason.

So instead, you find tears streaming down your face, and you wish you could leave, but you felt like you owed Hyungwon at least this much, to hear what he had to say even if you felt like something was cutting through your heart.

“Stand up.”

It’s the first time you’ve heard him ask you to do something in that voice, an angry, impatient voice you’ve never imagined you’d ever be on the receiving end for.

“[Name]-ah.”

You hum in response, eyes on the ground. Hyungwon lets out an exhale and you can feel your hands trembling because it’s while you’re looking at his shoes with an aching heart, that you realize something you’ve been wishing so hard was not true.

You were in love with Chae Hyungwon.

Out of completely nowhere, so naturally.... You were so madly in love with Chae Hyungwon; so much that looking at him now would be too much to take, now.

“You heard everything I said, didn’t you?”

Now, that’s something you didn’t expect to hear from him. He had sounded so worried and embarrassed on the phone so you didn’t think he would have any suspicious, but here he was, showing you that he certainly did.

It makes you look up at his face for the first time today, and it pains your heart.

It paints your heart, because he’s wearing clothes with a lot of creases - something he’s been wearing to sleep, and he has on a beanie that covers most of his messy-looking hair, and he’s looking at you with puffy eyes and a frown that hurts so much to look at.

You couldn’t bear to look at him anymore so you shake your head in response. Hyungwon looks visibly disappointed, like he knew right away that you were lying. You think he has something more he wants to say, because his lips part a little… And then, he lets out a sigh and shakes his head as well.

“If you are this burdened by how I feel, then…” Hyungwon’s voice trails off, taking a step back and then turning around. You watch the way he walks out of the lounge without a word, and if you felt like you’d never been more hurt before, you were completely wrong, because nothing pained your heart more than watching the male leave like that, as if he had so much to say and couldn’t…. Just like how you felt while you sink back on the couch and cry your heart out.

And from that day onwards, Hyungwon doesn’t call you again.

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#hyungwon #chaehyungwon #monsta x #monsta x hyungwon #fluff #slowburn #pls help i love hyungwon so much

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fullsunalicia · 5 years ago

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may I request a break up but then they make up situation with haechan/jeno? angst to fluff? AAA thank you i love ur writes sm

of course you can, love! thank you so much for requesting and for your kind words, i love you 🤍

Lee Donghyuck

You’ve been fighting all day.

He hates it. He hates having to be serious and to sit down, and he hates the way his temper gets the best of him sometimes. Haechan cannot bare to see the tears in your eyes, but when you gather phone and keys so you can go out to get a clear head, he begs you not to. He begs you to stay and take a nap and then you’ll talk about it in the evening, but you only mumble a small “sorry”, and then you’re out the door.

What Donghyuck also hates is when you spend time with his members after you guys were arguing. Sometimes, he tends to forget how close you and Jaemin are, even though you got together because of his matchmaker skills. So when he sees the snap Jaemin sends to the Dreamies groupchat where you’re sitting on a bench and eating ice cream, Donghyuck shouldn’t be seething, but he is.

He can’t believe you’d talk about your relationship problems with Na Jaemin. The thought drives him so far up the wall that he loses his temper the second you come back home, Jaemin’s hoodie covering your small frame.

Donghyuck hates the way his anger controls him during moments like this. It hadn’t helped when he and Mark and fought three years ago, and it certainly didn’t help now. You snap at each other back and forth, and he lets the words slip without even meaning to. The second they leave his mouth, he already regrets them, but he can’t take them back, they’re already spoken.

“Just admit you’re cheating on me already. I can’t stand to see you with guys who could provide you with much more than I can and I don’t want to be the stand-in until the right guy comes.”

Your mouth had fallen open at that.

There was no reason, no reason at all for him to have said that. You had argued this morning because of a guy that had gotten too flirty yesterday at a party, but it wasn’t like you had flirted back. Donghyuck had told you to stand up for yourself and atleast tell the dumb guy that you were taken. You retorted that being taken couldn’t have been more obvious than you holding his hand.

“Hyuck,” you had said, and there are tears forming in your eyes. His heart hurts so fucking much. That guy from yesterday just couldn’t leave his head - Donghyuck wished so desperately to tell the entire world that you were his and his alone, that you were his soulmate, that he wants to make you his wife someday. But he can’t, because he’s an idol, and he doesn’t even belong to himself. How can you be his when he’s never gonna be yours? “Hyuck, what are you on about?”

“Let’s break up, (y/n),” Donghyuck said. The room fell silent, and his heartbeat seemed to be loud enough for you to hear it. “I’m setting you free.”

You hadn’t stopped him from rushing out the apartment. You didn’t follow him down the many stairs leading to the street and you didn’t come to the dorm after to try and fix it.

Why should you? After what Hyuck had done to you, he couldn’t even look into the mirror.

He may have left that apartment, but his heart was still with you. Without it, he felt so unbelievably hollow. He tried to fill it with junk food and alcohol and the affection of his members, wandering from bed to bed so someone would hold him when he’d start crying in his sleep.

It didn’t help.

After three days, Donghyuck is awoken by something crashing loudly in the living room. His eyes snap open, and he raises his head to identify the commotion. The door to his and Johnny’s room is closed, but the noises only grow louder until they reach the door and someone turns the knob.

You tumble into the room, wearing not Jaemin’s hoodie, but his.

He moves to stand up, but you’re quick, falling into the bed and straddling him so you can give him a bone-crushing hug. He doesn’t even care about the fact that he can barely breathe like this. Haechan’s arms move on instinct to cradle your body lovingly, burying his face in your neck and breathing in deeply. This, this is what was missing, and he realizes that no food in the world could ever chase away that empty feeling.

You pour all your love into it instead.

“Baby,” Haechan whimpers, “My sweet baby. I’m so sorry for saying that. I was out of my mind. It’s just that I’m always so scared of loving you because I can’t give you what any other boyfriend can...”

“Hyuck,” you disrupt him. He whines loudly when you push him away, in the typical bratty way, but you shut him up with a hand to his mouth. “Don’t say dumb stuff again. I don’t want what anyone else would give me. I want you and I want to be yours.”

His heart soars at those words. It makes him giddy, a smile tugging at his lips, and he attacks your face with kisses, biting your cheeks and soothing it with a sweet peck after. “You always were.”

You giggle. It’s his favorite sound in the entire world. He apologizes over and over, but kissing him until he’s breathless does the trick.

(You later explain that the loud commotion in the living room was Jaemin trying to sneak you into the dorm, even though he didn’t live at the 127 dorm. You ended up scaring Doyoung and had resorted to running to his room. The entire house hears Donghyuck laugh about that.)

Lee Jeno

Jeno and you have been broken up for a long time, but it still hurts.

It hurts so much that you get breathless every time you see him and his group on social media. His voice drives daggers through your heart when you listen to him during interviews, and no matter how much you try to explain to your battered heart that it’s over, it still hopes for him to come back.

Loving Lee Jeno was as easy as breathing. Who wouldn’t adore him, with his kind smile and cute pick-up lines? The simple beauty of watching him rap, or having the air knocked out of your lungs because of how passionately he kissed you. His kindness, his attentiveness. It all drew you in and locked you into his heart.

And then he had pushed you out.

Not on his own accords, though. The dating ban was pressuring him, and SM was always uneasy with your relationship. No matter how much Jeno tried to convince them, in the end, they forced his hand and made him break up with you.

The fact that it wasn’t even his own decisions makes your heart bleed.

It’s an open wound that no one wants to irritate. Your friends don’t mention Jeno, and you never talk about him again. All the memories, the stolen kisses, the many up-all-nights where you shared secrets and life experiences, you hid it all away, never to be seen again.

You suffer in silence for a long time.

Exactly one year later, you see him on TV. His music video is being displayed on one of the flat screens that were positioned in the café you were in, and your friends hurry to hide your sight, but it’s too late. A sad smile makes its’ way to your lips - he looks so beautiful. You remember his shy smile after telling him that he looked stunning, just for him to whisper back: “You’re way more pretty, (y/n). The prettiest and most precious person in my life.”

Your friends quickly pay for your coffees and then tug you outside. You feel bad for burdening them, but they tell you that they love you and this was not burdening them. They’d always take care of you.

Unfortunately for them, they run you right back into Lee Jeno’s arms.

You squeak in suprise as you stumble, but strong hands hold you up. He’s gained muscle, is the first thing you notice, and his hair is dyed is blonde. The second thing you notice is how soft his gaze gets as he recognizes you.

“Hey,” Jeno says. His hands haven’t left your waist.

“Hey,” you whisper back, your eyes never leaving his. He’s heartbreakingly beautiful. Sharp jawline, eyes wide at the sight of you. You want to kiss him. Coughing awkwardly, you step back, and his hands drop to his sides. You want to apologize, but your friends are already tugging you along, cussing out Lee Jeno as they go.

He doesn’t even get to tell you how much he had missed you. Missed you so much he almost begged you on the spot to take him back.

Later that night, you receive a text message. Your heart almost jumps out of your chest. You thought you’d never see his name pop up on your screen again.

[07:26pm] lee jeno: come down

You don’t even lock your phone before storming out of your apartment, and you also barely remember to take your keys with you. You almost fall down the damn stairs trying to get to the street.

Lee Jeno waits for you, the biggest bouquet you’ve ever seen in his hands. He has your favorite smile on his lips, his shy one, the one you were shown everytime you gushed over him. You wrap him in a hug and tug him down so you can hide your face in his shoulder, and his lips find your temple.

“Lee Sooman is going to kill you,” you deadpan, but you still hold on to him to make sure he doesn’t disappear. Jeno doesn’t even answer, instead resorting to tilt your head and kiss you so many times until he’s sure your mind is fuzzy.

“I’ll tell him it’s not my fault,” he says, grinning from ear to ear. “You’re too cute. I ... want to give us a chance. Because I love you, and I think I’ll love you forever. Can I be your forever?”

“There’s no forever if Lee Sooman assassinates you,” you tell him, but it’s not like you can reject him. So you nod, hands cupping his face. “I want to be your forever, too.”

#jeno’s part ended up being a little bit shorter :(#i’m sorry love! let me know if i should just this rewrite this in a seperate post #thank you for requesting 🤍#lee donghyuck #lee jeno #nct dream #lee jeno x reader #lee donghyuck x reader #nct dream x reader #nct #nct x reader #nct 127 #nct 127 x reader #nct angst #nct fluff #nct dream angst #nct dream fluff #nct 2018

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janellion · 4 years ago

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Boyband!fukurodani hcs p l e a s e 👁👁HI KAYLA I LOVE U SO MUCHOO

HI LIZZIE BB I LOVE U SM!! I HOPE YOU ENJOY THESE! tysm for chatting w me & inspiring this idea 🥰✨

boyband!fukurodani hcs

ft. bokuto, akaashi, konoha, washio

general

their music is kind of punk/edgy but with the smoothness of pop mixed in

the vibes of greta van fleet x x (pic below) mixed with the smoothness of troye sivan x

they start out really small, practicing in konoha and washio’s dorm in college and totally pissing off their neighbors

after they graduate, they rent a house where they all live together and work on music and practice

they “sound proof” the garage of their new place, but it doesn’t help all that much

luckily, despite their more rough and tumble appearances, these boys are SO SWEET

they win over the neighborhood by mowing lawns and helping people with their groceries

they eventually have the entire neighborhood enjoying their music and will give weekly performances from their garage for anyone that wants to come

the neighborhood sets up lawn chairs and food in the street and it becomes a street festival of sorts

this is actually how they are discovered! their little free concerts become more and more popular and by word of mouth a producer wanders into one of the performances and is absolutely BLOWN AWAY

he signs them on the spot

from there, they get very popular very quickly

they already had a pretty substantial and supportive fan base from soundcloud and spotify, and their signing only helped to further propel them to success

their shows regularly sell out but they’re chaotic so they like to randomly pop up in venues where they sign up under a different name and give suprise shows

they are all very down to earth and always excited to interact with their fans

for interviews, bokuto and konoha take the lead and akaashi and washio will back up what they say and answer questions directed at them

they design all their own band t shirts and merchandise (akaashi studied graphic design)

the first album they release features their garage set-up on the cover as an homage to their roots

they still go back and do neighborhood shows for all their old friends and original supporters when they can

bokuto

the drummer

have you seen this mans arms? he’s made to be a drummer

his hair always starts out gelled up, but by the end of the night the sweat from the heat of the venue and the exertion of drumming for 2 hours has caught up w him and it starts to hang down into his eyes

always hyping the crowd up by banging his drumsticks together

he always signs them and throws them to the crowd at the end of their performances

loves to go crazy and improvise when given the opportunity

would interact more with the crowd if he could

sings backup, his voice is pretty low & the roughest of the band

is always fooling around at practices, but also always brings snacks so it sort of evens out

despite what most people think based on his casual and fun-loving attitude, he is very passionate about his music

helps akaashi with the lyrical part of the song writing process

manages social media for the band (at least until they get much bigger), most of the account is shitposting but also some good shots of the band and behind the scenes footage

generally does not sleep with/date fans (akaashi advises him against it & he trusts akaashi w his life)

akaashi

the lead singer

his voice is like troye sivan’s but deeper and rougher (hehe)

he wears black eyeliner for performances (will also paint his nails black on occasion)

easily the most popular band member in terms of fans

he is CONSTANTLY getting proposed to

if this man had a dollar for every bra that was thrown at him, he would be a millionaire

surprisingly quiet and understated for a lead singer

usually lets bokuto and konoha do most of the talking, especially for interviews

but when he sings? all eyes and ears are on him

something about his voice is so captivating, powerful but soft, smooth but rough

he closes his eyes a lot while he sings but when he opens them and looks out into the crowd, everyone SWEARS he’s looking right at them he’s just that powerful

does the album and merch designs

he and bokuto do most of the lyrical part of songwriting for the band

generally does not sleep with/date fans

konoha

lead guitar

is constantly making bedroom eyes at the crowd and they LOVE IT

is always running his fingers through his hair when he has a free hand and this makes the crowd go CRAZY

the one band member that will pull fans up onto the stage

also the most playful in terms of how he interacts with the crowd, and loves to walk up to the end of the stage and play on his knees for the fans in the front

will always toss his guitar picks into the crowd

he and bo have also been known to toss their shirts into the crowd on occasion

sings backup and has a very smooth voice

the band member that sleeps with groupies the most, the man PULLS

is the “execution” man in the band, deals with more of the business side of things

was responsible for setting up their contract and finding their manager, etc

is very serious about song writing, he and washio write the music that goes w akaashi and bo’s lyrics

washio

bassist

this man is LAID BACK

but tbh that’s part of his appeal

he’s brooding and serious but anyone that talks to him or interviews the band knows that he is the sweetest and softest of the bunch

whenever there are disagreements within the band, washio is the voice of reason and reminds them that they’re a family and came together out of a love for music and each other YEAH they’re soft for each other it’s cute

will also sing backup but doesn’t do it as much

easily has the lowest singing voice of the group

genius song writer, will stay up all night in the tour bus working on writing music long after everyone else has gone to bed

always thanks the venue for having the band and is usually the one that people prefer speaking to about scheduling

along with akaashi, keeps the band practices on schedule and works on album artwork and merch designs

does not sleep with fans as a rule, but i’m sure someone will come along and prove to be the exception to it

☽

note: images from pinterest & google, if you know the source pls let me know so i can include it!!

a/n: my requests are OPEN. i’m slow but i will get to all of them!

general taglist (also my faves 🥰) : @oyakags @cosmictooru @over5feettall @kaidasen @achoohq @kuronekomama @anianimol @strawbirb @spriteandnicotine @megalodon-writes @makkihoe

writing taglist: @softkatsuki @stcrryskies @sugacookiies @yams046

((please let me know if you’d like to be on a taglist!)

#i hope yall enjoy these as much as i enjoyed writing them!!#haikyuu hcs #haikyuu!! hcs #hq hcs #hq!! hcs #fukurodani hcs #bokuto hcs #akaashi hcs #konoha hcs #washio hcs #bokuto koutarou #akaashi keiji #konoha akinori #washio tatsuki #im SCREAMING thinking abt akaashi singing #janellion writes

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idreamtofthereaper · 4 years ago

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Huang Renjun As Your Ex (Clarity Oneshot)

NCT 127 // NCT DREAM // WAYV // Clarity Main Masterlist

A series of oneshots for different groups, for each member, wherein instead of them being your boyfriend, how they will be as your ex.

The Situation

one of the advice your seniors keep repeating to the group is

“Never, I mean never, be in a relationship with an idol at your age. No matter how mature you are, you’re still too young to not feel awkward around them when you fight or break up.”

you and your members just laughed it off

well

you’re not laughing now after breaking up with huang renjun

one of your guest co-host in knowing bros

The Co-Hosts

when your manager contacted you to tell that you were going to be the guest for knowing bros

you were ecstatic

over the moon excited

even before you became a trainee you watched the show religiously

to the point where you caught up with all episodes and was even watching replays

and after your manager offered you the spot to be a temporary guest host

you were already looking online for uniform like outfits

it was only you knew it wasn’t just you when renjun

yes that guy from nct

came in your dressing room while you were doing a tiktok with heechul

“Oh, sorry. I thought this was the guest dressing room.”

“You’re in the right place! Come in.” Heechul said enthusiastically to the soft-spoken, head bowed Renjun who, just like the Three of you, was already in school uniform.

He briefly greeted his senior before facing you. “Hello, I’m Renjun. I though we would only have me as the temporary host as the guest though.” He said, confused lacing his voice as both of you shook hands.

You chuckled at this before nodding. “Yeah, I’m also a guest host. I think our agency forgot to mention that. Nice meeting you too, sunbaenim. I’m yn.”

“Ah that sounds weird, just call me Renjun.” He visibly cringed when you called him sunbae.

You laughed at his reaction but nodded. After a few more exchanged conversation, you continued with the tiktok but now with Renjun.

Feedback

after the show aired

everyone was shocked to know that you and renjun were going to host

it was teased that there would be a temporary idol to host

but not Two, let alone Renjun and you

who is part of a just a year old group

but still, everyone had a great feedback with your dynamic

after being teamed up with multiple games

and being in an idol group

you and renjun just clicked

and the run was smooth

heechul then begin teasing the both of you backstage

causing the others to tease you as well

you initially didn’t want to give in

but then ultimately gave up

First Date

knowing you would get a lot of teasing from your ‘hyungs’

you and renjun went on a date in secret

not letting anyone know that you invited him to your apartment

okay maybe some of your members know

and maybe nct dream knows too

still, the date went well

you agreed you would handle the where

and renjun will handle the what

meaning: food and what to do really

he showed up 10 minutes early

and saw you actually set up a fort at the living room

it was hard to miss really

it occupied the entire space

“I’m sorry if I did too much-”

“I love it! You could’ve waited for me and we would’ve assembled it together.”

What Happened?

you only went on a few dates

because you know, yall were idols

fans and schedules and all

but spending time with him during kb was enough

and officially became a couple after a month

butttttttt

called it quits 4 months in

the both of you just wanted more

more time with each other

but also more time for each of your own career

you thought breaking up would give you more space to think

and that it’s really the correct choice

but a day after not reading his unusual morning texts

after not hearing him tell about his day all the while he’s yelling at his members (and hearing their voices most of the time asking how you were)

you missed him already

but you couldn’t go back to him

you would just start thinking about your career again

Awkward

“You guys should date. Like no joke, I’m serious.”

You and Renjun glanced at each other at the same time, but then looked away immediately as he chuckled. “Uhm, hyung, yn and me? Haha, uhm-”

“We were in a relationship for the past 4 months, but we called it off since we need to focus on our careers first.” You said as you stood up from the chair, following your sentence with a laugh as Heechul looked at you wide eye. “Oh, the staff is calling us. We should go.”

And the End

when you and renjun finished off being the guest host

everyone was quite sad

mostly the fans

for your last episode, you, renjun and the hosts were just watching the very first episode the both of you were in

but then said a very grateful goodbye to the fans and the staff

during this time, you and renjun are still awkward with each other

but still very professional on cam

as the episode aired

you posted on instagram some behind the scenes photos with the caption thanked the fans for welcoming them along with the staffs and crew of the show

meanwhile renjun posted on nct dream’s twitter and his bubble

which just made the fans sadder

that night though, as you were about to call it a night

you received a text

Not Really

it has been 2 months since the last episode filming for kb

and you became the host for Show Champn not long after

along with you were Jaehyun and Naeun

still, you and renjun could just never get away from each other

each interview you would have people would ask if the both of you kept in touch

and how was working with renjun, if not all of the kb host

renjun is dealing with something similar

but since dream would have a comeback

it was just time until you would cross paths again

however, you did have to pay SM a visit since you need to practice an opening number with Jaehyun

you were supposed to be with Naeun but your schedules didn’t aligned

after a brief greeting, the both of you started to practice

which wasn’t really that hard

so it only took a few hours before the both of you called it a night

with your manager, you were simply lounging at the sm cafe when you received a text from renjun

you chuckled at your own reply, knowing he already knows why you were here but would definitely confuse him.

the last time the both of you talked to each other was at the last day of filming, the rest are just social media interactions and some mentions.

instead of him being confused, it seems like it was you who was more confused.

you fixed your position and pulled your phone closer to you.

you then struck up a conversation with your manager, telling him how renjun invited you and at first, he didn’t allowed it as some fans might see and perceived it differently and you have an early taping tomorrow.

but after more persuading and promising to come back at the dorms in less than an hour, he eventually agreed. giving you a specific instruction to text the company driver once you’re done.

you then texted renjun right after, telling him that your manager agreed. instead of replying through text, he opted to call you instead and told you how he was going to come down to get you and told you to go to the elevators.

as soon as you arrived at the elevators, he was already there and the both of you dropped the call.

after greeting each other briefly, he guided you to their dorms. following him at the elevators as he pressed a number. as the doors closed, he leaned to the side, same as you. “how was working with jaehyun-hyung?”

“he’s amazing, very gentle guy.”

“who is the better sunbae though?”

you pretended to think for a bit, which renjun replied by looking at you with disgust, earning a laugh from you. “of course it’s you.” renjun nodded, satisfied.

silence then followed, just as when he seems like he is about to say something, the elevator doors opened. he let you out first, waiting for him once you get out so the both of you side by side.

before you could even reach their dorms, you could already hear yelling. and once renjun opened the door, you could see the dreamies scattered over the place. the most prominent once was jeno and jisung slapping each other’s hands, even hearing a “let’s wait for yn-”

renjun groaned at the sight and turned to you. “I’m so sorry you have to see them like this, it’s usually not this messy and noisy. Most of the time they’re asleep.”

you only laughed at this, renjun introducing you to each other soon after and was finally able to get a taste of the cupcakes they made.

admittedly, it wasn’t the best. but it was edible and above average for someone who only started out baking and only did it because the video games were lagging.

you offered to do the dishes but was then denied by almost everyone, telling you that you were the guest and it wasn’t nice to clean up their mess. because of this, you were given some time with renjun, who invited you to his room.

as you entered, you noticed how not a lot changed. you have been here before, but mostly when no one was around beside you and him.

“hey, you still have porkchop!” you exclaimed, grabbing the blue and yellow fish you from renjun’s bedside.

he chuckled while nodding, even if you couldn’t see as you were too busy examining 1/2 of the prize you got from a game you played at kb.

“of course, do you still have fillet?”

“yeah, just showered her and all yesterday too.” you answered, referring to the small pig stuff toy that has a pajama outfit.

you placed porkchop back at his position before walking to his chair, renjun sitting down at the edge of the bed facing you. “soooo, how have you been?” renjun asked, nervousness lacing his voice.

you just nodded in reply. “the hosting isn’t easy nowadays since we’re about to start preparations for our comeback but yeah, it’s something I could handle.” you leaned back to the chair as you answered, renjun nodding at your answer. “how about you? missing me enough to invite me, huh?” you joked.

“to be honest, I do. I saw how you were having fun with jaehyun-hyung, you really do know how to leave an impression you work with.” his replied caught you off guard.

you were speechless, not knowing what to say. your eyes started looking around the room, but his eyes on you was burning too much for you not to feel. as you are supposed to respond, your phone rang.

you sighed and pulled it out, seeing it was the company driver. after a short acknowledgement, you closed your phone again and look at renjun with frustrations. “I’m sorry, I have to go.”

renjun smiled at this and nodded, standing up from his bed the same time you stood up from the chair as he stretched a bit. “let me walk you to the elevator?”

you nodded at this, renjun opening the door to let you out first. saying your goodbye to the members as you and renjun walked the empty hallways, renjun sprinting out a bit as an elevator was about to close.

you thanked him as you stepped in. “thanks for today, renjun-ah.”

“no problem, yn.” you were looking at him as the elevators doors was closing in. when there was barely anything of renjun left, you let out a sigh and immediately pressed the open button, startling renjun was about to walk away from the elevator. “did you forgot anything?”

“maybe we should get dinner sometime, just the two of us. soon.”

renjun smiled widely at this, before nodding. “sure, just tell me when you’re available?”

“yeah. okay now I really need to go, bye renjun.”

“text me when you’re home so I know, I’ll see you around yn.”

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baekwin · 4 years ago

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I totally get what you mean! Right now I feel like I have no bias and it alternates between all of EXO (haha), depending on what they're doing! Right now, it's probably Chen because he's about to release his digital single *_* But Baek and Chanyeol definitely go back and forth frequently. What do you like about them? I can't wait for Chanyeol's Heart4U! His remind me when he went to Law of the Jungle... and he would totally do that lol Did you vote for Baek's hair? Only Baek ♡ - EXO-L SS 🤶🏻

I can’t wait for chen’s single!!! it’s going to be beautiful ;;;; but also from the teaser it sounds sad, so i hope he is doing okay.

what do i like about them? WHAT DO I NOT LIKE ABOUT THEM!! i’m gonna put this under a cut because it might get lengthy and/or sappy heh

I love that they’re both just unapologetically themselves? I guess you could say that about a lot of people, but chanyeol is like....without fail, consistently fiery and extroverted and loud and laughs with his entire body, and is also really introspective and thoughtful, and dude i don’t even think i can talk at length about how his mind works because really it just makes me stop in my tracks in wonder. i am not a writer i do Not have enough words to describe it but I really do still think about his arena homme interview very often

and then you have bbh who is an entire goofball, sweet and caring and always cracking jokes at every possible moment because he wants everyone around him to be laughing constantly, while also being one of the strongest performers and vocalists in sm and also kpop in general. like hello, when you have someone who can be a solo million seller and then also go on variety television and talk about his if-you’re-in-my-group-we’re-showering-together agenda.....that’s a quality human skdjfhkjsd

I’m excited for his heart4u as well!!! since 1bv promos stopped I have been starved for pcy content. i miss him and i miss making gifs of him :(

I didn’t vote for baek’s hair because I don’t have a twitter LOL but i would have voted perm! I love curly soft fluffy baek so much omg. I think white hair won and I will accept defeat only because white/silver hair supremacy but poor bub please give your scalp a break one day

OKAY so i’m sure that was a way longer answer than you bargained for (oops). anyways, how have you been, ss anon? have you been having a good week? what’s been on your mind? (should I call you ss anon or something else? what would you like to be called?)

#anon #ask #ss anon 🤶🏻#(will tag you as that for now but lmk if you want something else!)

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jawnjendes · 5 years ago

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bonus: why is their luck in a deeply sad moment? | shawn mendes

some type of au idk man, shawn x goth ex gf

WARNING: there is talk of death and suicide in this chapter. read at your own risk.

AN: i cant squeeze this into the next big fic nor can i fit it into shawn meets bc everyone hated it so its a bonus in the gg story lmao also im starying the Next Big Fic in a few days :)

masterlist | annalise’s playlist

2026.

"Sometimes I think about the what ifs," Ann said, “but I like where I am. I like what I’ve made for myself.”

Shawn had to invite her over to his house a second time, because the first time left him with many questions unanswered. He couldn’t be mad at what she said, though. He was in the same boat; he liked the life he made. You know, without the crushing loss and run in with the supernatural.

“Well, I’m happy for you,” he told her, and he really meant it. “I’m glad we were able to successfully do our own things straight after breaking up.”

“Nothing like filling the void in your heart with work!” Ann replied with a giggle. She moved a strand of hair behind her ear, and that’s when Shawn noticed something.

He took her hand and noticed a tattoo on the side of her middle finger: The Triforce.

“You got inked?” he asked, impressed.

“Oh, that’s nothing,” she replied, grabbing her sleeve to roll it up.

There was a sword on her inner arm. It was varying in shades of blue, and it also had the Triforce on it. Shawn recognized it as the Master Sword from the Legend of Zelda games.

“All this is is proof that I’m a nerd,” Ann said as she rolled her sleeve back down. “I notice you have some more ink also… and that you still wear shirts half buttoned.” She pointed to his chest.

Her finger poked the exposed skin. It shouldn’t have been as tingly as it was. Shawn smiled and placed his hand over his chest.

“More than just that,” he told her. “But I can’t show you all of them.”

Maybe it was a little risky to say that. Shawn would have taken it back if Ann’s cheeks hadn’t gone a shade of pink.

“I could say the same thing…”

Shawn quickly came to learn just how many tattoos Ann had gotten over the years. A snake and tombstones on her other arm. Feather on her collarbone, roses on her shoulder. A quote reading, “...but I’m not anymore” with stars around it on her ribcage. Something on her wrist that Shawn didn’t catch because he was busy pressing his lips to her hips and taking off her pants, where he found another tattoo. “Lucky you.” He certainly felt it.

Everything about their time together was so familiar, so easy and almost home-like. Ann’s skin touching his. Her lips perfectly molding over his. The quiet, needy gasps they both released into the bedroom. It was like going back in time, and they were in Shawn’s Toronto apartment instead of his multimillion dollar condo in LA. It was soft and slow, despite Shawn pinning Ann’s arms above her head. He didn’t outgrow that particular move, and she still seemed to like it.

Shawn had never been happier to have been on a break more than now. Most one night stands in the past began and ended very quickly, because he was on tour or in between interviews or on a break for one day. This was one person that he didn’t want to leave behind. They lied down, sweaty and dazed, facing each other. It was silent, but not awkward. Everything had a nice haze around it.

That was also when Shawn finally made out what the tattoo on Ann’s wrist was. He picked his head up in confusion.

“Is… are those torches?” he asked. “Upside down? Just like mine… and are those my initials?”

It was simple line art, less intricate than his own. Torches in an X, with “SM” right below them. Shawn has been floored many times, and this was no exception.

Ann picked her head up as well. “It’s not what it looks like.”

Shawn looked down at his chest, his torches were exactly the same, sans the initials. He wanted to give Ann the benefit of the doubt, that this wasn’t some creepy fangirl thing. Some of his one night stands ended up like that, and it wasn’t exactly easy to forget.

“It’s for a friend of mine,” Ann explained, sitting up and covering her front with the blanket. She took note of the look on Shawn’s face. “Keeping someone’s light on beyond death, remember? I assume yours is for someone too.”

They were both sitting up now, and Shawn relaxed. However, he only relaxed a little bit because now it was time to get deep.

“Mine’s for Brian. He died last year.”

Ann’s face fell. “No. Brian, your best friend? Brian, the one who constantly took the piss outta me?”

He nodded. “He was… there was an accident. Flight of stairs. Instantly killed.” It was all lies, but no human would understand.

A hand went over his, squeezing. “I’m so sorry. He just, he just fell down some stairs?”

“A lot of stairs. I don’t know I guess he was running or something. There was no way to save him. People in the house heard the crash, but by the time they found him - when I found him - it was too late.” He had told this version many times, enough times to where he could almost believe it himself.

“Fuck, man. That’s… that’s fucking terrible,” Ann said sympathetically. “But I seriously can’t believe you just told me that.”

“Why?”

“Because now I have to tell you that mine is for Stella. Those are her initials.”

Stella Martinez. Now Shawn felt a little stupid… but surprised, and he was met with a sinking feeling in his stomach. He couldn’t believe it for a second, but it fully processed in his head, and his heart began to break.

“Stella from college? Stella, who was your literal opposite and also your best friend?”

Ann solemnly nodded. Then she looked down. “She… she killed herself.”

Shawn was stunned into silence, the tightness in his chest only intensifying. The entire time he knew Stella, she was always so positive and bubbly. She was the opposite of suicidal. That’s why it was such a shock… and so sad. Oh god, who was going to tell Camila?

“When did Brian go to the other side?” Ann asked after a moment.

“A year ago last month,” Shawn replied. “And Stella?”

Ann raised an eyebrow. “Two years ago last month...”

It was a strange coincidence, but still upsetting. Both Shawn and Ann lost their best friends at the same time of the year. The urge to spill everything was thick in the air. Still, neither of them said anything for a while.

Instead, Ann reached down to the floor to pick up her clothes. Shawn’s eyes were stuck on her and that was when he spotted another word on her back. Nightmare. Small font, right shoulder blade, surrounded by a cluster of skulls. Then, he realized what she was doing.

“Are you leaving?”

She looked up, bra in hand. She was quiet as she put it back on.

“No. No, I’m not going anywhere.”

And she crawled back into bed. She made the point to keep a distance from Shawn, who was still naked. He was on his side, looking at the woman before him. Only Ann could have sex with him and bring up the subject of death. That brought a new point to mind.

“How do you enjoy death?” he asked. “I think I’ve asked you this before, but after losing someone and attending their funeral, I’m having a hard time understanding your perspective.”

Ann took a deep breath, looking up at the ceiling. “I don’t enjoy the act of dying. People die every day in horrible ways. People mourn and fall into depression because of death. That’s not something to enjoy.”

“So what’s your deal with it?”

“I’m just embracing the face that it’s inevitable. I do that for myself. I will die eventually, or tomorrow-”

Shawn made a face; he didn’t like that thought.

“It doesn’t make it any easier when someone I know goes,” Ann continued. “You’d think with all the research I’ve done it would be. The ones we love leave this mortal plane, and all they leave is their absence. And that alone is a lot to process.”

“What’s the hardest part?”

“The what if’s.”

Shawn asked because he really wanted to know more about what happened to Stella. He had to know the things that led up to the tragedy, mostly because he knew Camila would ask for details, even if they were hard to hear.

He figured he should spill his side first.

“The last thing I said to Brian was to get the hell out of my room,” he began. “We were fighting, fighting over something so fucking stupid, and I was so pissed at him. That was our last interaction. He fell down the stairs because he was trying to find me in this big huge mansion…”

Ann sat up a little bit, hand over her chest. “Here?”

“Oh no, not here. I was staying at a friend’s house in London for a work thing. Place was huge, easy to get lost in,” Shawn clarified. “Brian, Andrew, all of them were leaving back to Toronto and I didn’t want to go just yet. Part of it was because I was still pissed. Maybe if I had run into him first before he fell… If I hadn’t kicked him out of my room a few nights prior… If I was less of an asshole…”

“Maybe you would have slipped on the stairs,” Ann told him. “Maybe you guys would have had an even bigger argument later that would have ended your friendship. There’s no way to tell, and sometimes that’s what sucks the most.”

Huh. Most people tell him not to dwell on it. No wonder Ann was a shrink now.

“Losing someone is one of the hardest things we, as humans, have to face,” she said. “It’s not easy in the slightest. Besides, the grieving period takes about three to five years, so you - we - are still in the beginning stages of it. Thinking about the what ifs, what you want to change, what you wish you could say to Brian - all of that is normal.”

The two of them let those words settle for a moment. Shawn’s eyes were a little misty, and redirecting the topic was probably not going to help. But he laid his stuff out on the table.

“What about you?” he asked.

“Me?”

“Your what ifs?”

Ann paused, looking around the room. “What if I had put my Master’s to use and noticed the goddamn signs?”

Shawn watched her, hoping she would at least return the eye contact.

“I’m an expert in this shit,” she said. “I have the years of school, the degrees, and the licenses for detecting things like this. I only figured it out the moment her dad called me.”

“How do you detect when someone is suicidal?”

“In her case, she was elated. When someone makes that decision, they reach a state of euphoria because they know their pain is about to end.”

“But Stella was always-”

“Believe me, I know. I hadn’t talked to her since graduating in Toronto, so I thought she hadn’t changed at all. But I would see on her social media, she just moved back to her parents’ house in Florida, and she hinted that she wasn’t happy about it.”

As if Shawn couldn’t take another blow. Come to think of it, he never heard much about Stella’s home life. He didn’t even think that it could be a negative place for her.

“I was in Jacksonville for work,” Ann continued, “so I hit her up, and we met up for lunch. We talked for about an hour, and she said that I was always a good friend and college wife and that she’ll always love me. And my stone hearted ass just said ‘cool, you don’t suck’ and that was that. A month later, she’s as blue as the pills she took.”

“Ooo…” Shawn sighed, cringing at that mental image. Sweet, warm hearted Stella cold and lifeless. Call it morbid, awful thinking, but Shawn wished Brian looked like that in death instead of the bloody mess he turned out to be.

“Yeah. And her parents had her embalmed and put in an airtight casket, but that’s a whole other rant.” Ann waved it off and lied back down.

Shawn didn’t know what else to do except lie down as well. While sharing the stories of how their friends died, he couldn’t help but feel just a little bit closer to Ann. The first time they met, it took fighting tooth and nail to get her to open up. Now, Shawn felt okay silently reached for her hand, and tenderly holding it in his.

Both of them winded up at the same awards show. Both lost their best friends. Both got the same type of tattoo to honor them. Neither of them anticipated meeting again. This couldn’t be a coincidence.

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trashinaglass-archive · 6 years ago

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Gorgeous

Tom takes his shy girlfriend to the Premiere for FFH.

Request: hey! could u please write some headcanons/blurb/whatever about tom x shy!reader? like how much he loves when she is blushing (she blushes all the time) or she rambles about things she likes, or how she is always listening to people when they talk. i’ve been feeling quite self-concious, so i think this could perhaps help me out :( thank u sm in advance

A/n: This is such a cute idea. I know I can definitely relate. I hope this helps you, anon.

10/10 didn’t proof read this, hope it all makes sense.

Tom had asked you to be his date to the permiere for Far From Home. You wanted to say yes and be excited, but you were super nervous about the cameras and all the people that were going to be there. You told him you would think about it, secretly plotting to forget about it until last minute and not be able to go. Tom wouldn’t let you forget, though.

“Y/n, what did you decide about the premiere?” He asked you, sitting at the kitchen table with you.

“Oh, um,” you started. You didn’t know what to say. You didn’t want to tell Tom you didn’t want to go, but you also didn’t want to tell him you were nervous about going. “I don’t know yet.”

“Baby, you should come. It’ll be so much fun,” Tom tried to sway you into going. “You know that if you don’t go you’ll look back at pictures and wish you were there. It always happens.”

Tom had a point. You were shy and while you were okay with that, you weren’t all that excited about how it makes you regret not going to events because of your shy habits. You decided, in that moment, that you would swallow your pride, swallow the shy guy in your conscience and go. No backing out.

“Okay, I’ll go to the premiere with you,” you told Tom making his face light up.

“Yes! It’s going to be so fun, I promise,” Tom started going on. He had always wanted to walk the carpet with you, and he couldn’t wait for the day to come. “You’re going to have the most gorgeous dress, any one you want, and we can get you a hair and makeup team so you don’t have to worry about that,” Tom continued as you listened to every word that came out of his mouth, watching his excitement. It made you so happy that he was happy.

Two weeks later, you were out shopping for a dress at the finest dress shop in London. You tried on multiple dresses, showing Tom each one. Being the sweet guy he is, he didn’t have the heart to tell you he didn’t like one or one was better than the other. After trying on what felt like the whole store you picked out one that you had missed. You skipped over it because it looked weird on the hanger, but you felt it was at least worth giving a shot.

You slipped the dress on and opened the door. You saw Tom’s head look up from his phone, eyes huge and jaw slack. You looked in the mirror and saw yourself clad in a black a-line dress with white beaded sleeves that carried on down the sides. Simple yet gorgeous, you were glad you tried it on afterall. You looked at Tom who had still yet to say anything.

“So...” you asked softly, not sure whether to take his silence as agood thing or a bad thing. You ran your hands down the length of the fabric, noting how soft and comfortable it feels.

“I- um,” he struggled to find words. “I’m honestly speechless.” He walked up to you to take a closer look, holding your hand over your head and spinning you around. “You look absolutely stunning in this dress.”

You blushed at his reaction, “then I guess this is the one we should get?” You not your lip as you asked, hoping he’d say yes. He brought his hand up to your cheek coaxing you lip out from between your teeth.

“We’re definitely getting this dress,” he said as he bent down to kiss you. You smiled up to him before asking him to take a picture of you in the dress. He took a front and back shot as well as sides. You returned to the dressing room to take it off.

Another two weeks later and it was the night of the premiere. Just like he promised, Tom had gotten in touch with some ladies to come by and do your hair and makeup for you. They gave you a subtle eyeshadow look with a classic, bold red lip. They did your hair into braided buns on top of your head with single strands left to frame your face. You slipped the dress on and the girls helped you pick some jewelry. Because the dress was long sleeve and high neck, you didn’t want to add any necklaces or bracelets, fearing you would make it look weird. You settled on wearing a bold pair of earrings. They were big and noticeable, and you loved them.

You heard a knock on your door, and you shouted at them to come in. It was Tom, all suited up and ready to go, except for one thing.

“Could you help me with my tie, darling?” You nodded your head and walked to where he stood. You took the fabric from his hands and wrapped it around his neck beginning to tie it. He watched you the entire time. “You are so perfect, you know that?” He said suddenly.

You looked up at him. “Oh, no I’m just... me,” you started to say back. You finished his tie right as you heard another knock- Harrison popping in to say it’s time to go. You took a quick second to take in what Tom was wearing; he had a black tuxedo with a black button down underneath it and a white tie with a few beads on it to match your dress. You slightly blushed as you realized he had planned to coordinate and match your outfits. It was such a simple thing that made a huge impact on you. You loved him so much.

“Alright, Love. You ready?” He asked offering his arm to you. Your blush still on your face as you took his arm and walked to the car. You hoped your makeup did good enough to hide the red cheeks you were sporting.

Once you made it to the event, Tom stepped out of the car first causing the crowd to erupt in screams. He turned back toward the car door and held his hand out for you. You slipped your hand in his and he gently helped up out of the car. You walked like that until you approached the first picture station. Someone told you to wait a second so they could get a couple shots of Tom on his own before they got shots of you together. You were happy to step down for a while.

It was very intimidating, hearing people yelling from every direction, seeing the camera flashes, the photographers demanding you do specific poses. Not long afterwards, Tom turned and held his arm out for you to join him. You walked over to where he was as he wrapped his arm around your waist. You had one had around his back and one on your hip. You took multiple photos before it was time to walk off.

“That was stressful,” You said looking at Tom.

“Yeah, that’s the worst part of it,” he told you. “It’s done now, though. You alright?”

“I’m good, I just didn’t expect it to be that hectic.”

“Sorry, I should’ve prepared you beforehand,” he said giving a quick peck to your head.

“It’s fine, don’t worry about it.”

You walked to the place they started doing interviews. You stood with his publicist as he talked to the interviewer. As you were waiting on him, you saw Robert Downey Jr. headed straight for you. You silently freaked out and tried to prepare yourself to talk to him.

“Hey, you’re y/n, right?” He asked you, one hand on your arm.

“Yes, sir,” you said. You didn’t know if you were suppose to call him sir or not but manners before all else?

“How are you? You look amazing tonight,” he continued to talk to you. You began to blush hearing such a compliment from RDJ. You felt a hand on your lower back as Tom came back to you.

“What, I leave for two minutes and you go making my girl blush?” He said jokingly which only intensified the blush on your cheeks.

“What can I say, kid? I’m a charmer,” he joked back as he shot you a teasing wink. He looked back as someone began to shout his name, “I’ve got go. It’s was lovely meeting you, y/n.” He departed with a hug. You looked toward Tom to notice he was already looking at you.

“You know you’re so cute when you blush,” he told you. You rolled your eyes and blushed again. “Yeah, I’m gonna keep complimenting you so I can see that gorgeous look on your face when you blush- I love it so much,” Tom kept going.

“Oh my gosh, would you stop,” you said with a laugh. You looked around the place making sure no one was watching you- and thankfully they weren’t.

“Thank you for coming with me tonight,” he told you seriously. “I know I should probably wait until we leave to say it, but it means so much to have here, by my side doing this. I love you.”

“I love you, too, Tom,” you told him as you lifted your mouth to his.

“Right, how about we go get our seats to watch the film?” He asked and you nodded your head. Once inside you picked out a row of seats that were pretty high and close to the middle. Tom checked his watch and told you there was about 10 minutes to kill before they started everything.

“Did you have a nice time on the carpet?” He asked you.

“Yeah, it wasn’t nearly as bad as I had expected.”

“What were the best and worst parts, would you say?”

“I didn’t like all the shouting from the camera dudes, but I loved watching you in your element. I feel like I never get to see a working Tom Holland so that was pretty cool.” Tom looked in surprise, not expecting to hear that. He put his hand on your thigh and rubbed his thumb comfortingly as you conversed softly. You were interrupted by Jake Gyllenhaal as he scooted past you with a bucket of popcorn.

“‘Scuse me,” he said. “Oh, hey, pretty. Come here often?” He joked as he saw you.

“Come on, man,” Tom said. “You can’t just hit on my girl in front of me like that.”

“Don’t worry, Tom. You’re still the only ten-I-see,” he said making you laugh even more. “Now if you don’t mind, I’d like to sit in the corner by myself so I can cry when I get defeated by Tom Holland.” He walked away leaving you and Tom alone again.

“That’s what I deal with at work, every day,” Tom told you.

“Yeah, I change my mind. That was my favorite part about tonight.”

#tom holland #tom holland imagine #tom holland one shot #tom holland blurb #tom holland x reader

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holyytaehyung · 6 years ago

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NCT dream react to a duet with idol! s/o.

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Mark When you were both announced to be performing together for a duet stage, Mark didnt expect so much love from the community sigh, in a perfect world idols can date. He was honestly quite surprised, but also very very happy that he finally got to share the stage with the one he loves. It was going to be a part of an award show, and you were set to perform a dance /rap duo, and from the practices; you could already tell it would get a reaction. The choreographer took it into mind that you both were in a relationship, thus why , about 30 seconds of the song, was when mark wasnt holding you close. But who were you to complain? the rest of the dance was awesome, and full of power. You, who had debuted in a girl group, didnt usually get to show this kind of visual, the debut song for your group something alot more light hearted, the dances simple and effective. SM was a smart company, and they praised you and Mark for telling them straight away when you got into a relationship, and they chose to support you both. It was like a dream come true. You both stood on the darkened stage, and the announcers voice begins; “and now, we have a duo of perfect harmony on and off stage, from SM entertainment; NCT’s Mark Lee and y/g/n’s y/n! performing a duet of dance and rap, now, lets enjoy this young love!” The crowd went nuts, not even an exaggeration, they LOVED you two, and Mark was so proud that you were there with him. As you danced with him on the stage, he couldnt help but to get lost, as he did usually, both of you dancing for yourselves and not the millions of fans. As the lights went back to dark, leaving you both breathlessly running off the stage, the audiences applause was loud enough to be heard from backstage, it continued for minutes, making you both smile. “good job baby, we need to do this more often.” “i agree” overall hed probably end up more whipped for you because you’re amazing.

Renjun Your New group’s debut was met with many criticisms, but with double the amount of praise. You were a member of your group that could speak chinese, thanks to your family moving over to China when you were young, you learnt the language and attended a school there, as well as a dance club, conveniently where you met Renjun. When SM said that they were sending a Duo to china to promote , you didnt expect for them to literally choose you and your boyfriend. Renjun was over the moon, he knew that he wanted to perform with you more than anything, and this way he could also prove that you were his. You were set to head over together, both of you taking a plane, and then heading to the venue. Renjun was beside you the entire time. At first, you were a little rusty switching back into fluent Chinese, but Renjun was there to help, and soon it felt as though you were back at school again. You both worked in perfect harmony, capturing the hearts of the audience as you talked before dancing, talking about how you met and how you were both very scared to travel to Korea for this opportunity, but doing it together helped you get through the tough times. “y/n, well, im young so you may not believe me when i say this, but y/n is my everything” Renjun smiled, squeezing your hand. “so, wed like to perform for you, thankyou for coming!” You both began your dance and singing duet, it was a mashup of two of the songs that were from yours and Renjuns group; Nct dream. Whilst on the stage, he looked at you and only you, focused on your beauty and talent, it gave him strength and determination to do the same. When you both finished, you finally broke eye contact, and a roar of applause was heard, making you both smile sheepishly. “thankyou! and thankyou my beautiful girlfriend, and my beautiful fans, for accepting us!”

Jeno Jeno loved being by your side, and having you on stage with him? as his girlfriend? and duet partner? He never thought that it could happen, and run so smoothly. When he was questioned by SM about your relationship, he told them that he cared about you, and the fans, and would do his best to maintain his image. SM appeared to be approving of his maturity and rather than shut it down, they promoted the idea that their idols are mature enough to think for themselves. He helped you up the stairs to the stage, and photographers couldnt get enough of you two; the face of young love in the media currently.

As you both began to perform, he felt relaxed, and he felt as though he could go with the flow, because he knew you could do it. His trust in you was equivalent to an astronaut in their rocket; Hed risk his life for you. You both danced together, ending in a pose where you were holding hands. Everyone agreed that you two were very cute together, and Jeno seemed to have the urge to dance with you more and more, wanting to post dance cover videos with you> “jagi i have so many ideas!!” “ooo LETS DO ALL OF THESE!” “this one too!!”

Haechan Haechan was confused to say the least when he was dragged into the office, they had already settled down the whole dating scandal, and you both had come clean about dating, and you were met with so much support. He almost felt like laughing when they asked him to do a duo stage with you, assuming that he was getting in trouble. But he dismissed the urge and agreed straight away. As you were both Idols, you never got to sit with eachother at award cerimonies, unless fate was really on your side. But since you two were performing a duet, you were allowed to sit next to eachother for the whole night. When you both entered to walk to your seats, everyone gushed about how kind Haechan was, as he passed you a pillow, and sat holding your hand. You smiled and turned to a fan who sat behind you both, after they said how amazing Haechan was. “I know right! hes so amazing, really” The fan smiled at you and turned to their friend. “wow she is nice too! i ship it!” this made you smile, and Haechan was about to question you when they began to usher you both backstage for your performance. It was more focused on singing, this time, both of you stood on stage with standing microphones, you played guitar and both of you began to sing a soft and sweet acoustic love song, making many begin to smile at you both. Throughout the entire piece Haechan stared at you with loveheart eyes, he never thought that you could get any more beautiful, but he stood corrected. He watched as a little strand of hair moved into your face, and like second nature he fixed it, causing the whole crowd to scream. He smiled at you, and you smiled black, a soft pink on your cheeks. “i loved this and i loved you” hed say afterword, pulling you in for a hug.

Jaemin As publicly announcing a relationship would go, You and Jaemin were on the lucky side. You were both friends before you got into a relationship, and his fans were already used to you being around, the majority already shipped you both as a couple as well. You both were about to perform a duo, then after, you were to announce that you guys were in a relationship. You were nervous to say the least, and so was Jaemin. Neither of you had experienced something like this before, but, you were ready. Throughout the entire dance and song Jaemin kept his eyes on you, and fans noticed, whenever you both got close, theyd scream and cheer”kiss” for you two, which caused you to both blush as you finished the dance. You seemed to be in a daze when Jaemins voice broke you out of it. “so, everyone, did you like our performance?” the crowd screamed “yes!” “it was kind of romantic , dont you think y/n?” he winked, making you blush and chuckle, the crowd screaming. “hmm i think so?” you smiled. “on that note, we do have something to tell you all.” Jaemin said, going serious. Both of you took your ear pieces out, as he grabbed your hand. “Y/n and I are together, and we’re very happy” He smiled. If you thought the fans went nuts before, you were wrong, so many people were smiling and chanting your names, and you couldnt help but smile up at jaemin, who brought you into a hug.

Chenle Chenle would be a nervous mess before the performance, you were both publicly in a relationship, and this was the first promotion you were doing together. It was a dance duo for a TV show, and you both had no idea what kind of reaction youd get when it is announced that youre performing. “and now, we have a new young couple, performing a dance duo; NCT Dream’s Chenle, and y/g/n’s y/n!” The TV audience was screaming, and you both had looks of surprise on when you walked on the stage, causing the host to laugh. “why the surprised looks?” “its just- wow, what a reaction!” Chenle smiled. “yeah! we were very nervous to perform together..” you added. “well, we all love you two together, right everyone?” “yes!” the crowd screamed, making you both look to eachother and smile brightly. As the lights dimmed and the music started, you both couldn't contain your happiness, and danced with full energy, doing one of the best performances you had both ever done. You danced your hearts out, and sung the soft lovey lyrics as if you were speaking to eachother. The crowd loved it, and chanted your names. “thankyou all so much, its so nice being able to be in my favourite place with my favorite person, thankyou!” chenle smiled lovingly at you, and waved to the crowd, helping you down the stairs to the seats for your interview together.

Jisung Instead of being asked to do a full stage together, SM suggested that youd both do a V-live together, dancing and learning choreography. You and Jisung both agreed, both being the main dancers of your groups, and not to mention the Maknae’s, when fans got news that you were both dating, they called you the “power dance couple” and it made you both happy. For the livestream, you both waited until you got a good ammount of viewers, before Jisung tugged on your arm, and hugged you, causing you to slap his arm slightly. He just chuckled and turned to the camera. “hello everyone , I am NCT dream’s Maknae, Jisung, and this is my girlfriend Y/g/n’s Makne, y/n.” he introduced which made you laugh at his awkwardness. He shot a side glare at you and you just teased him, all the comments were surprisingly happy for you both, saying that they can see the chemistry. When you both started dancing, Jisung wondered why he ever though about practicing alone, when he had you. Dancing was so much more thrilling with you there, both of you mucking about, and having a fun time, creating a fun time for the viewers too- and fuel for futire videos that would be made to showcase you two together. He figured, he loved dancing with you, and one day, you would both take the big stage by storm together. END -admin rose

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