#andteam fic

[slytherinshua]

❅　THE FIRST SNOW 　( 朝倉穣 )

genre fluff , mutual crush , first love cheesiness , jo x fem!reader   cw this is very cliche but i think it's cute hehe , not proofread   wc 500   request @nicholasluvbot for jo + bright snow for the 3k event   note have i mentioned how much i love &team and jo i need to squish his cheeks so badly :(   net @lune-net @kstrucknet

“Jo! Look, it’s snowing outside!” 

Your hurried pats on his shoulder broke him out of a trance he hadn’t realized he was in. He closed his sketchbook habitually, always worried you would see the numerous doodles he had covered the pages with. It wouldn’t have been so embarrassing if they weren’t mostly of you. 

He let you drag him out the school doors and into the cold of the outside. Although neither of you had grabbed a coat and were both in your school uniforms, the chill didn’t seem to reach you or Jo. You both looked up at the same time and awes fell from your lips at the sight of big snowflakes floating down from the sky. The ground was already starting to be coated by the bright white, and your smile only grew when you caught a snowflake in the palm of your hand. 

“It’s the first snowfall of the year! You know what that means,” you exclaimed excitedly, looking at Jo with an expectant look. Jo looked back with confusion. He was never the best at reading between the lines, especially when you made his brain so empty whenever he looked at you.

“What does it mean?” he asked, holding out his hand to catch some snowflakes of his own.

“Your first love will come true if you see the first snowfall of the year with them,” you explained with a smile. Jo’s face turned pink at your words, although you attributed it to the cold. 

Your first love will come true. 

Jo wasn’t usually a superstitious person, but something inside of him was screaming to believe in the myth with his entire being. Maybe it was your affect on him, making him feel like an entirely new person. 

“How will we know if it will come true?” Jo questioned, looking back at you. You hummed in thought, sentencing together a response slowly. 

“I guess… Your heart will feel warm and in your mind you’ll just know that things will work out, that they’re meant to be. I think the snowfall tells you that,” you said slowly, a smile stuck on your face. 

Jo wasn’t the best at certainty. He was a very careful and precise person, working through every feeling slowly and surely. But you made him want to rush, to take a leap of faith, to throw reasoning to the side and cling onto hope and love. And while these changes used to scare him, he was getting used to them now. 

With a warm feeling in his chest and a certainty in his mind, he caught your hand, pulling you closer to his chest. You looked up with surprise, shiny eyes and a lovesick smile on your face. 

“I want to see the first snow with you every year,” he told you, his words shy but determined. You smiled even wider, and stepping on your tip-toes, you pressed a kiss to his flushed cheek.

“We’ll spend every first snow together from now on.”

&team taglist (bolded could not be tagged): @eternalgyu,, @kpoprhia,, @weird-bookworm,, @candewlsy,, @blossominghunnie,,

@seunghancore,, @sobun1est,, @bananabubble,, @talkingsaxy,, @talking-saxy,,

@nicholasluvbot,, @hursheys,, @loserlvrss

[joojeans]

disclaimer: the work i post here is purely fiction and is not representative of real people. everything posted here is written solely by me and should not be edited, translated, or distributed without my consent.

refer to the following markers for content warnings: s = smut/suggestive f = fluff a = angst

reactions, mtl, headcanons, etc.

s - when others are sleeping s - how they sound getting head s - pet names they use in bed s - catching you touching yourself s - suddenly making out with their best friend s - spanking s - favorite sexual position s - jealous sex s - when you're sleeping s - how they eat you out s - cockwarming s - top 5 kinks f - playing with your hair f - girl dads vs boy dads f - comforting s/o when they cry seeing them after a long time a - fighting w s/o because they miss each other

series

i dare you - s - you’re sitting on the floor with your friends playing a juvenile game–truth or dare. things have been spiraling out of control for some time now, but what happens when you’re dared to turn on one of your best friends without touching them? can they handle it? can you handle it? spoiler alert: neither of you can. find out how things go from seriously fucked up to seriously fucked, one member at a time.

all k mentions // k drabbles

all fuma mentions // fuma drabbles

all nicho mentions // nicho drabbles

sure could've fooled me - ft. euijoo - 1.5k - s

after seeing you get too comfortable with euijoo at a party, nicholas decides the only option he has is reminding you that you belong to him. he doesn't even need to leave the party to do that.

all euijoo mentions // euijoo drabbles

[stay-mon-army]

Under The Skin: Prologue

Word Count: 1,165 words

Warnings: death, blood, negative self-thinking

Note: Hello!! So this is the prologue to a multiple chapter book I'm writing about &team and their lore! As you can tell from the title and this chapter (hopefully), I was heavily inspired by their debut MV (Under the Skin) and their lore! I know they have the webtoon, but I wanted to tell my own first impressions of the story after watching the MV. This was a long time coming and will likely still take me some time because of how busy I am, but I hope that you guys enjoy it and stick around for the ride! There will be some member x member romantic relationships, so if that's not your thing, I apologize in advance, and this may not be the story for you! Otherwise, welcome to Under the Skin!

K’s heart beats out of his chest as he runs. He can’t stop. If he stops—

No, he won’t think about that. He just has to keep running. If he could just get there in time, he could fix everything. He could save them.

The world around him was ruined. The buildings were crumbling, the road was cracked and missing whole sections, the earth was scorched and nothing green lived. He knew, somewhere in his head, that some of his pack had caused some of the damage. They weren’t totally clean — blood and destruction was on their hands. But it wasn’t totally their faults; they had to protect humans from the vampires. The vampires were the true monsters.

K had been taught from a young age, since he was truly a “pup” as his alpha liked calling him, that the vampires would be totally out of control if the wolves didn’t keep them in check. That’s why the werewolves were created. They were the only things stopping those creatures from ripping the human world apart piece by bloody piece. They only acted calm and demure; they were ruthless. If anything, this war had proven that.

The coven in his town had been fighting back from the rule of the wolves for months. They kept poking and poking, starting small with missing pets until they escalated to attacking the wolves outright. His alpha said they had to fight back, otherwise the vampires would begin hurting humans. If that were to happen, the humans would find out about the world of the supernatural and they would all be in trouble. They would all be hunted, despite being family, friends, loved ones. The humans wouldn’t care. They would all be killed.

So, the pack had fought back, trying to keep it quiet and quick. They didn’t want any more blood to be spilled than necessary. The vampires had only been emboldened. Now, the town was in ruins, the coven dealt with, but his pack… They were all dead.

He just had to find his alpha. He would know what to do. It would all be okay.

As he rounds the next corner, he spots him. Laying back against a pile of concrete slabs, his alpha is breathing, but the scent of his blood assaults his nose and his knees almost give out.

No, I can’t be too late. Please, don’t let me be too late.

K races towards his teacher, his mentor, the man who taught him everything he knows. He slams to his knees, ignoring the way the pain reverberates through his kneecaps, up his thighs, all the way to his head, jumping to throb against every single injury riddling his body. He doesn’t take longer than a single tear raising to his eye on that; he’s already reaching out his hands, hovering them over the body of the man who had raised him.

“Don’t look at me like that.” The man before him rasps, his bloody lips jerking as though he tries to smile at the boy. His eyes fill with tears as he gazes upon K, the last one. He could tell, from the way the boy looked at him, that he had seen the destruction he had brought upon this pack. That he had ruined the lives of the very ones he swore to protect. “Protecting humans from vampires, that’s what werewolves are supposed to do. I don’t regret what we’ve done — we protected those who couldn’t protect themselves.” He coughs hard, a dribble of blood leaking from his mouth, which he turns to spit out. He still has more to tell K. “I’m sorry. It’s my job as the alpha to take care of you all. There was so much more I was supposed to see as you all grew up. I’m sorry I couldn’t make that happen.” He coughs again, but this time it doesn’t stop.

K finally moves his hands to rest against the man before him, laying them on his arms, holding him as though he wishes to pull him in, cradle him close. He stops coughing, but swallows thickly, no doubt a mouthful of blood spilling down his throat.

“Please, don’t apologize. You did the best you could. You did everything you could.” K’s voice trembles, the tears finally breaking away to trace lines through the grime on his face. “I’m so sorry I couldn’t save them. I couldn’t save you.” He sobs, his head falling so the man wouldn’t see his tears. He hadn’t cried in front of him in years.

“You have grown up so well, K. You have become such a strong man: you cared for the others, you took over control when no one else would, and you have learned to control the urges that often control us. If you could not save everyone today, it isn’t because of your ability. It was because I failed you.”

K’s head snaps up, ignoring the burn in his eyes as he shakes his head, raising his hands to the man's face. “You have never failed me. You could never fail me.”

The man smiles, his teeth lined with red making a gruesome sight, and yet K couldn’t look away.

“I love you, K. If anyone was to survive, I’m glad it was you.” His coughing begins wracking his body, forcing his chest up off the ground to convulse as he spits up his very life-blood.

“You can’t die. I don’t know what to do without you.” His hands pull the man towards his body, cradling his head in his lap, ignoring the splattering of blood that decorates the last clean spot on his jeans. The man's breaths are coming in whistles now, as his lungs no doubt fill with blood, choking him slowly from the inside. There was nothing K could do but watch, listen, witness as his father, his caretaker, his alpha slowly stopped coughing, slowly stopped moving, slowly stopped breathing.

When finally, his breathing stops, the silence is deafening. The wind doesn’t blow, the screams of the dying have stopped, the clashing of battle has ended; the only thing left is K’s sobs, his pleads with anyone in the universe to turn back the clock, to save those he loved.

How could K go on? How could he find a new pack, live amongst the humans, defend against the vampires, act as if he wasn’t a part of the death of his whole family? How could he pretend to be normal?

When finally the sun dips down and the moon begins its assent above the horizon to rule the sky, K lifts himself, collecting the man’s body into his arms.

He will begin by burying his dead. He will give them the respect in death they deserve, and he will burn the bodies of the vampires. And then, he will move on. He will find a way to live. He will not let their lives end in vain. It’s the least he can do.

[chiiyuuvv]

daily bf!nico texts ★

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notes! ty for rqing and enjoy!

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︴bonus! translation for the chinese: did you take out the trash? / yeah, i didn't think you'd notice / tysm / giving you kisses the next time i see you / running back home now. if any of this is wrong then blame google translate

▸ taglist 📬 @cherrycolaberry , @wtfisgoingright , @slytherinshua , @luvnicho , @enhacolor , @lakoya

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[enha-hype]

random bf!euijoo texts

warnings : cursing, mentions of crying

a/n : would you look at who is back again so soon!! lol. i've been getting into &team recently and euijoo has my whole entire heart so of course i had to do something for his birthday. like with the last one some texts are continued from the previous one, others are not. hope you guys like it!

happy birthday EJ <3

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[sseastar]

✶ small things ; wang yixiang.

info. nicholas x reader. fluff. can be established relationship or friends to lovers. description. nico and his habits towards you in your friendship / relationship. just nico being a cutie and a menace. a cute menace. warnings. play fighting. physical touch. listen to. love 119 by riize

accidentally tickling you + the need to keep doing it.

you know that clip of nico just touching the exposed skin through fuma’s ripped jeans? and fuma getting ticklish because of it and stopping nicholas’s hands, but nico’s hand keeps gravitating back to it? i feel like nico would do this with you. initially, it’s usually just him gently grazing the skin on your arm or neck or knees with his nails or fingertips. the moment you squirm away, something in nico’s brain tells him that he needs to keep touching that same spot unless you really tell him to stop (you usually don’t). he also squeezes your leg or thigh just to make you jump. and then commences the game of you trying to catch nico’s hands before they can touch you again but still playing along because of course you will. you always have.

playful attacks when you’re teasing him.

there’s a video of nico just like, fake tickle attacking gaku during one of the &audition episodes that i just saw recently and my first thought was just nicholas going for your waist whenever you tease him for something. you tease him a lot whenever you get the chance because he, of course, does the exact same to you. so it’s no surprise to you anymore when you just kind of quickly scoot away after teasing him because you know what’s coming, and sure enough, nico’s hands just shoot quickly towards your waist after you like, talk about an embarrassing moment he had.

it used to just be something he had to decide to do (he knew whatever you were saying was a joke so that was his choice to retaliate) but at some point it just became second nature for him to start wiggling his fingers towards your sides. is it because he’s just gotten used to it? or is it because his hands know his need to hear your laugh? you may never know. nico also finds joy when he just brings his hands relatively near you and your giggles just fall out of your laugh without him even touching you.

feeding you.

with nico looking as if he would be a tsundere, the way he holds out food to the members without looking is so characteristic of that. there’s a couple of clips of him feeding harua by just holding out ice cream or tanghulu to his mouth without even looking. something about that melts my heart because it’s like he wants people not to make a big deal but he’s just too caring for me to ignore.

nico does the same thing to you. just holding his drink up to your lips if he knows you like his drink better than your own. holding up food combinations he wants you to try (like when he fed harua the seaweed) and patiently waiting for your opinion. if you can’t decide which dish you want to order, he would order both and let you pick which one you would like better. and of course, cooking you sausage wherever and whenever you want.

poking your cheek + tapping your chin.

i’ve seen nico do this a lot to euijoo and taki (especially in the scent of you behind). it seems to be his way of teasing but with affection, because he had done it after reviewing their scenes in the mv. i think it’s his way of saying you did well, i’m proud of you, and i think you’re absolutely adorable, but i’m gonna do this little cat scratch thing because i’m too shy to actually tell you (so lino-coded i love this).

nico will just randomly tap underneath your chin or poke your cheek, usually when it comes to times when you’re being complimented or getting flustered. he thinks you’re adorable with the way you suddenly can’t make eye contact and can only let out a stuttering ‘thank you’ and so he just has the sudden urge to make it worse by doing the whole underside of the chin gentle tap with his fingertip or knuckle.

making random sounds to get your attention.

i’m sure we mostly all know about nico’s “ooh sexy joo” clip, and if you don’t, you’ll probably find out soon. but something tells me that the way he hypes up euijoo and the sounds he makes along with it translates to you as well. a lot of times, when he’s bored and you’re not paying attention to him he just starts making those ‘oooooo’ sounds that he was making during their photoshoot behind. it’s kind of difficult to ignore the fake ghost sounds your best friend is making but it’s come to the point that if he isn’t making these sounds when he wants your attention, then something’s wrong and he’s probably jealous of someone grabbing your attention instead of him.

it’s not rare for you to be trying to finish an assignment at your desk with nico just sprawled out on your bed, limbs hanging off the sides of your mattress. when he senses you’re almost done, nico starts to make these sounds or just starts to hum your favorite song unconsciously, reaching over to you to play with your free arm or your hair, hoping that it’ll help speed up your progress on your work. spoiler alert: it doesn’t, but you don’t have the heart to tell him otherwise.

his tired clinginess in the morning.

just blank nico in the morning. tired baby will just go up to wherever you are, cooking, getting ready, brushing your teeth, whatever. he would just go up to you and cling close as he’s waking up, not with arms around you or anything but just standing with his chest pressed to the back of one of your shoulders as he watches what you’re doing, eyes unfocused and head slightly dipped towards you - he might not be a morning person but being around you makes it better.

sometimes you get surprised despite getting used to this habit because one moment, you’re in the kitchen pouring milk into your cereal. when your turn back from the fridge after putting the carton away, nico’s just standing silently behind you, not reacting to the little laugh you let out at your surprise like he usually would (he loves your laugh). instead, you simply take a spoon and drop it into your bowl as nicholas just brings his body close to yours and lightly presses his chest against your back. he watches you eat over your shoulder, simply opening his mouth when you bring up the spoon to it, and nuzzles his head into your neck as he chews, basking in the little pats you give to the side of his head and face.

hiding his face from or behind you.

as intimidating as our lovely boy can look, nico is just a shy baby when it comes to being teased or excessively complimented. you love how he gets when this happens and so sometimes you purposely praise him over and over again just to get him flustered. at these times, nicholas just hides his face from you so that you can only see his eyes (like in the ‘our diary - acrobatic’ video when k said it was his turn to do the last challenge and he hid his face behind the mats). the giggle that leaves your mouth only causes his heart to stir even more, and he tries his best not to giggle back as much as he feels like he needs to. he has a dark image to protect lol.

if someone else makes him shy and you’re near him, he goes immediately to take your arm and hide his face behind it with the cute high pitched nico laugh we love. more often, nico just steps behind you and plants half his face on your shoulder, again only leaving his eyes to be shown. euijoo had once said that nicholas one of the most important people in his life so casually, and the next moment, nicholas had already left your side and had his face hidden behind your shoulder. so cute.

⌕. author’s note ; did i disappear again? yes i did and i’m so sorry! i did have a lot of motivation to write over break but never had the time because of family plans, but! i am still working on current wips and starting to work on &team works! thank you for waiting!!

as always, please leave feedback and reblog with tags as it’s the most important thing when it comes to motivating writers on here! without feedback, i have less motivation to keep writing so pls pls pls do not just like and empty reblog! it gets very draining and unmotivating to see when that happens!

⌕. taglist ; @enhacolor @soobin-chois @koishua @chrysbibi

[hwonnrinji]

SEASON OF YOUTH ⋆˚࿔ KANG HAERIN

when lee y/n had to move to a smaller coastal city where her grandparents lived due to ongoing issues with her direct family, she hadn't expected herself to grow fond and attached to the town. throughout the summer, she got to befriend so many people and go on adventures to nobody knows alongside kang haerin. despite it leading to arguments with her family and miscommunication with haerin, it was her season of youth after all.

pairing 𓂃𓂄 kang haerin x fem!reader (lee y/n)

tags 𓂃𓂄 written au, summer love, teenagers in love, late night rendezvous, slight angst, school during summer, highschool!au, mentions of underaged drinking

starring 𓂃𓂄 jeanz , &team – jo, harua , enhypen – jungwon, ni-ki , katseye – yoonchae , more cameos

status 𓂃𓂄 not started yet unfortunately :(

A/N 𓂃𓂄 i've been meaning to post this for a while, even before ready set spike T-T i hope you enjoy this when it comes out ^^ the synopsis sucks ik. divider credits: @enchanthings

SOUNDTRACK

CHAPTERS 𓂃𓂄

i. the move

ii. midterm season

iii. one by one

taglist 𓂃𓂄

[bambisnc]

sunny [ft. w.yx]

pairing : bsf classmate!nicholas x reader genre : fluff :( cw/tw : kissing + a littol suggestive wc : 0.7kish !

drowning under the weight of unsaid words and hidden feelings was something you'd made your peace with.

falling for your best friend, nicholas, who just so happened to be a classmate was not the best decision ever; but you’ve been dealing with it rather decently all these years.

so.. maybe it'll all work out just fine.

is what you thought, merely minutes ago.

everything was normal then; with both of you trying not to fall asleep during a particularly boring class. the harsh yet very welcome RING! of the school bell jolted you awake from your trance-like state, and you’d wasted no time in grabbing your bag and making your way towards the door.

but when has nico ever just let you leave?

a "where'd you think you're goin'" and a sharp tug to the strap of your bag as you're pulled back by none other than your best friend.

he reminds you that you have cleaning duty that day with a far too gleeful expression..

..and that's how you find yourself leaning against a desk, zoning out to thoughts of him and how the afternoon sunlight streams in through the windows perfectly lighting his features aglow..

the loosened tie, the rolled up sleeves, the small smile playing on his lips as he says something.. wait he's talking to you.

"you're not exactly subtle you know?"

you find yourself unable to think of an appropriate reply, instead choosing to hide behind a simple roll of your eyes.

he lets out a laugh at that, making his way towards you, "i didn't expect you to be so careless with your duties.."

at that, you can't help but gulp because even though it's not like you're not physically affectionate towards each other but something about this moment is.. decidedly not platonic.

nico's hands rest on the edges of the desk, his face just a little too close for comfort. he's effectively trapping you against it; seemingly completely unaware of the effect this is having on you.

when he speaks up next, voice barely more than a whisper, you feel his lips hover just above yours, "or is it that.. you're just too distracted by a certain someone..?"

something shifts right then. an obvious tension shrouds you and it's as if the two of you are the only people in the entire universe.

your hand reaches to tug on his collar, tentatively, with a considerable amount of hesitance; but the way his eyes meet yours – you swear you can see the sun, the moon, all the galaxies in those eyes – leaves you reeling.

you're not sure which of you closes the distance between your lips but you can't really bring yourself to care in the slightest.

not when nico's lips press against yours impatiently, eagerly. like he's been waiting for this. yearning for this, almost just as much as you.

especially not when your stomach is busily turning upside down like its life depends on it; all the while your best friend allows one of his hands to tangle into your hair, effectively deepening the kiss.

you'd do this forever if you could, but the unfortunate need for air causes you to push him away.

and oh, the way his face looks the absolute picture of debauchery, of indulgence; what with his heavily lidded eyes and flushed face. his delicately swollen lips still grab your attention with unsurprising ease.

he looks like the prettiest mess ever.

you find yourself unable to deal with all the thoughts that suddenly flood your brain. this is what you've been dreaming of for ages. but n is your best friend. best friends do not do this.

his hand moves to gently cup the back of your neck, then; bringing you forward to capture your lips in another kiss, this one vastly differing from the previous.

tender, languid movements as if you have all the time in the world. his soft skin is hot to the touch but if it's him you wouldn't mind burning to ashes the second he asked.

you feel all your doubts slowly die down, a lingering warmth spreading in their place as you find his other hand on the desk and intertwine both your fingers.

notes : @chiiyuuvv love youuu + ACCIDENTALLY ALMOST DELETED THIS ADN FR CRIED FOR LIKE 30 SECONDS + i lowk thought of sunwoo while writing but shhh + water related metaphors for reader n sun/fire related metaphors for nicho = symbolism loml ! + shoutout to this post and this post couldnt have done this without em + [m.list] song rec : sunny by rocco <3

[atinyjules]

hellooo, could you do an &team one, wherein their s/o got sick but stubborn or they're sick and they're being stubborn

&TEAM WHEN THEY'RE SICK BUT TOO STUBBORN TO ASK FOR HELP

A/n: Omg, sureeeee! I've been waiting to get an &team request for so long! And it's so cute. Since you didn't specify what they were being stubborn about, I just made it however I wanted, but I hope you like it!

Pairings: &Team x Reader

Warnings: A little swearing (like, just one word) and there and EJ almost passing out due to suffocation.

K

He's not supposed to be sick. He's invincible.... right?

There was no way K was admitting to your claims. It hurt his pride. But he couldn't hide it... he was infact very sick, and he knew he needed help, but he just couldn't bring himself to ask for help. He's supposed to be the strong one out of the both of you.

"You need to rest!" You persisted only to receive a confused look from him.

"For what? I'm totally fine-" he cut his own words with a really bad cough, making you get him a glass of water as you rubbed his back.

"Stop being stubborn and let me take care of you! Or else your health will worsen!" You say in a stern tone, but K does not budge even a little as he gulps down the water.

"I'm completely fine, y/n! There's nothing to worry about. A bug just went down my throat... thats all." He says, earning an unimpressed look from you.

"Your face is flushed, and you've been coughing and sneezing the whole morning. You're even shivering right now." You say making him gulp as he looked at your stern but worried gaze.

"I... I'm supposed to protect you..." He mumbled, making you sigh and caress his cheek.

"Now, how do you expect yourself to do that when you're sick? Everyone gets sick, we're human... you're human. Even the strongest people get sick sometimes, and it's completely fine." You say making him look down and pout before leaning into your touch.

"Chicken soup would help..." He mumbled, making you smile before pressing a soft kiss on his nose.

"Sure, let's get you to bed first." You say softly as you lead him to the bed.

"Um... a hot water bag would be nice too... and... some warm blankets..." He said, making you chuckle as you went to get him the things he asked for.

"At least he accepted that he's sick."

Fuma

"You look unwell..." K said as they had breakfast, making Fuma shake his head.

"I went out for a run... maybe that's why I look sick." Fuma said making K narrow his eyes.

"You went out for a run in this weather? No wonder you're sick... should I call y/n over?" K said, making Fuma get up instantly.

"No! No... you can't... or else she'll get angry. Yesterday, after our date, it began pouring, so I gave her my umbrella and left even though she said it was fine." Fuma confessed, making K sigh.

"You really are stupid. Who told you to act like such a hero? You could've just walked her to her doorstep and come back, or you could've stopped a taxi for her." K said, making Fuma groan.

"I'm calling her-" Fuma cut K's words with a loud No.

"NO!-" his words were cut off by K speaking with someone over the phone.

"Hello, y/n san! Oh, I'm great! But Fuma is being a baby and doesn't want to admit that he's sick. Oh-you told him he'd get sick? He didn't listen? Ah well, it's his fault then. But you're coming, right? Okay, byee. " K ended the call before looking over at Fuma.

"She's coming over soon. For all I know... she could call you any second now." K said and chuckled when Fuma's phone rang. Leaving the younger alone proudly after getting him in trouble.

"K!-hello? Baby... No, I wasn't screaming at K... I'm not sick! No, I swear... no, my throat isn't sore! I just screamed... cause... um... I saw a beetle! Babyyy nooo, I'm sorry! I'm not sick! I promise! You don't need to come over to check!"

Nicholas

I can see Nicho pretending to be fine and insisting that he wasn't sick at first, but as his cold worsened, he just... let's go of his pride and accepted his fate (?)

"I swear, it's just my skin's natural colour."

Well, not immediately.

"So your skin's natural colour is red? Stop tripping Nicho. It's obvious you have a cold. Can you even stand straight without hugging yourself?"

Like, he usually would put up a fight and insist that he's fine and all that, but today was just not his day. He had body ache all over and just felt really, really weak! He rarely gets this sick, so he just stopped fighting it, eventually.

"If you're not sick, then hand me the quilt. I'm sure you don't need it since you're completely fine." You say making him falter a little before weighing in his options.

If he admits it, you'd give him cuddles and kisses and good food... that's without a doubt. So... would he rather keep insisting that he's not sick, or would he rather come clean and get pampered by you?

"Okay, you know what? I'm sick, and the cold is killing me... I can't feel my body. Give me cuddles, please." Nicholas made a complete attitude switch as he made grabby hands towards you.

"Oh, my poor baby." You cooed as you let Nicholas enter your embrace.

"I expect you to cuddle me and give and kisses every 5 minutes." He said with a straight face, earning a chuckle from you.

"Anything for my sick baby." You coo.

EJ

Nope. He was not admitting that he was sick. Not after he called himself fit and healthy. Not after he said that he wasn't a couch potato like you. He was rude, and he knew it. But he could already see your smug face, laughing at him and making fun of him.

He stayed in bed the whole day, not even once did he get out. Scared that if any of the boys found out, they'd inform you.

No matter what. He couldn't let you find out.

But it was hard to stay in bed, especially since it was the middle of summer. All the windows in his room were locked, and he didn't have the energy to get out of bed to open the windows. It didn't help that the ac went for servicing.

Second turned to minutes, and soon, EJ could feel the suffocation and heat get to him. He wanted to call for help, but he could feel it... if he didn't get air soon, it would be really bad for him.

After what felt like forever, he was awoken by a cold breeze and a wet cloth being placed on his forehead. EJ opened his eyes to see all the windows open, and you tending him.

"Y/n?" He mumbled, voice raspy.

"Idiot. What made you think sleeping in a closed room with two thick blankets was a good idea? Something bad could've happened." You said, making him let out a sigh of relief. You had basically saved him from siluffocation.

"Sorry... for everything I said yesterday..." EJ said, earning a chuckle from you.

"I know you didn't mean it. How do you feel now?" You asked while pressing a kiss to his forehead.

"Better now that you're here."

Yuma

He was SICK. And he was aware, but after Maki made fun of him and said that he was extremely dependent on you, that he couldn't live a second without you. So, in order to prove Maki wrong, he stayed quiet.

Even during your date at the movies, he stayed quiet about his health even though he was freezing.

"Yuma, are you okay?" You asked, but he waved it off.

"Obviously... why?" He replied, trying to act as normal as be could.

"You're shivering..." you trailed making him shake his head.

"I'm just bouncing my feet. It's fun! You should try it too." He said in hopes of stopping you from worrying.

"If you say so... do you not like the movie?" You asked, making him widen his eyes. He saw it, the guilt in your eyes. His behaviour must have made it seem like he was just here for your sake.

"No... I love this movie. I'm sorry if I'm making it seem like I don't want to be here." Yuma apologized making you shake your head.

"Dont apologize, but what's wrong? You've been acting weird since we got here." You ask, and Yuma sees the sincerity and worry in your eyes, making him look down before confessing the truth.

"I haven't been feeling well since morning... but after Maki said those things, I felt like I was too dependable... so I tried to hide it... but I guess I can never hide anything from you." Yuma said with a chuckle as you shook your head.

"I depend on you as much as you depend on me. We help each other. Maki doesn't know everything that goes on between us. So don't pay too much attention to what the kid says." You say before wrapping your scarf over Yuma's neck and giving him a peck.

"Okay, now... can we go get some hot ramen?" Yuma said, making you nod as you walked hand in hand towards the nearest ramen place.

Jo

Jo loves you too much to lie to you. But Jo also loves you too much to watch you get sick because of caring for him. So he does the first thing that comes to mind. He covers himself with the blanket, making it hard for you to put the cold compress on him.

"Jo, stop fighting." You say in frustration as your boyfriend stays tight under the blanket.

"I'm fine." He said, making you sigh and roll your eyes.

"Baby, come on. Let me help, please." You request but to no avail.

"No. I'm fine... " He mumbled, making you shake him in frustration.

"Why won't you let me help?!" You exclaimed making him groan.

"Stopp, I'm dizzy... " He whined, making you gasp before stopping and removing the blanket from his face.

"Sorry... " You apologized and wiped his face with the cloth making him sigh in content.

"Will you let me help now?" You ask but he shakes his head, making you sigh. "Why not?" You ask as he turns away.

"You'll catch a cold, too... I don't want you to be sick." Jo confessed making you coo and press kisses to his face.

"You are so precious. Don't worry, I won't fall ill." You say before kissing his lips and putting the cold compress on his forehead.

"Promise?" He asks, making you smile and nod. "Promise!"

Exactly three days later, you caught a cold you contracted from Jo while taking care of him.

Harua

I can imagine this taking place at the start of your relationship. Like, 2 months in. So it's still a little awkward for him to open up about things like this to you.

It happens on the day of your long-awaited picnic date at Yoyogi Park. The both of you had been planning this date for some weeks, so when he contracts the cold from Taki the night before, he is sooo sad and angry... mainly at Taki. Harua couldn't imagine the look on your face if he told you. So he does the next best thing, PRETEND ✨️

The sun was extra bright that day, so luckily, he wasn't shivering too much. But coughing and sneezing made up for him, not shivering, but he just brushed it off as the air being too dry.

"Do you want water?" You asked Harua, who gladly took it and gulped it down. Feeling instant relief.

"Thanks, I needed that." He says as you reach your picnic spot and set the blanket with your lunch and snacks.

But as the day progressed, he felt his head getting heavier and his sneezes and coughs becoming more.

"Harua, are you sure you're not sick? We should go to the hospital-" Harua cut your words by shaking his hands.

"No, no, no! I'm fine... it's just the air-" He cut himself with a sneeze.

"That's it, we're going to a doctor." You say while standing up, making him panic. So he stood up quickly and ran away. There was no way you could take him to a doctor if you couldn't catch him, so he ran as fast as he could.

"Harua! Come back here!" You exclaimed as you began chasing him. Eventually, when you did catch up to him, he came clean. Luckily, you didn't feel too bad. The both of you headed home and continued the date by watching ghibli movies while wrapped up in warm blankets.

Taki

He's a menace. That's for sure.

Taki's pride was too big to admit that he was sick. And whenever you'd approach him with medicines, he would run away as fast as his feet could take him .

"STOP BEING PETTY!" You exclaim as you bang on his bedroom door.

"You're the one being petty by accusing me of being sick!" He said from his bedroom, making you sigh in frustration before continuing to bang on his door.

"Oh, come on! I'm not even making fun of you! Just open the door and let me take care of you!" You exclaimed as he huffed.

"I am not SICK." He proclaimed before getting into a coughing fit right after he finished talking.

"Your body language says otherwise! Just have the medicine!"

"I'm immune to sickness!" He exclaimed, making you sigh.

"You wanna play? Okay! Let's play!" You exclaimed before heading to Fuma's bedroom.

"Wait, what's that supposed to mean??" Taki questioned from his bedroom.

It meant exactly what you meant cause not even 5 minutes later, Fuma was opening the door to Taki's bedroom before holding him in place with EJ's help.

"What's going on??" Taki asked, extremely alarmed as you approached him with a spoon filled with the bitter medicine.

"Should've gave in when you still had the chance." You said making Taki realise what was happening.

"Wahhhhhhhhh!!"

Maki

Another one whose pride matters a lot. When he falls sick, he's like SHIT.

He hates it. It's already bad enough that he's the youngest. He doesn't want his sickness to make him seem like more of a baby to you. Ever since you guys started dating He began feeling like a real Man since he's like a few months older than you.

If Maki was being honest. He liked being the strong and manly one, you know.. the one who babies you and spoils you. Not the other way around.

"Makiii!" So when entered through the door for movie night with him and the boys, he knew he had to act tough.

"Y/n! I missed you so bad." He said as he pulled you in for a hug.

"We just met yesterday." You say and chuckle as he chuckles with you. As you head to the living room you hear Maki sniffle.

"Maki, you good?" You ask only to see him clutching his head, but he immediately straightens up, making you narrow your eyes.

"Yep, never better!" He exclaimed before pulling the both of you to sit on the couch.

The movie night goes exactly as planned, with Maki not showing any signs of being sick, which was all thanks to him having the strong medicine. But unfortunately, the medicine made him sleepier than usual, making him go out cold, not even an hour into the movie.

"I know you're sick. Just don't hide it next time. You look manlier when you embrace your weakness." You whisper before placing a soft kiss on his forehead and letting him sleep.

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[shirayuricky]

strawberries for you | nakakita yuma

(divider by @cafekitsune)

pairing: nakakita yuma x fem! reader

genre: fluff

warnings: mentions of food

word count: 0.5k

a/n: i thought of sweetening up my account so here i am! just so you know that i also accept fluff/soft thoughts. thank you 🩷

"y/n, i'll be a little late than usual. dance practice got extended until 9 pm." yuma messaged. "alright, i'll prepare something for you at home. maybe it would energise you a bit after a long day." you messaged him back.

you looked at the clock, it's 8 pm. only an hour until yuma finishes dance practice. you instantly went to the kitchen and found four bottles of strawberry milk, which you've recently brought during grocery shopping a week ago.

"i'll bring them out later. all i need to do now is to prepare a bowl of freshly cut strawberries with some pocky sticks...i think i have them stored in my room." you rushed upstairs to your room and opened the cabinet which you usually store some snacks in case you get randomly hungry in the night. you got two boxes of strawberry pocky in the cabinets. "nice, i'll bring them out." you brought them out and went back to the kitchen as you opened the boxes of strawberry pocky sticks. you laid them orderly on a white wooden plate. 

you opened the fridge and took out a box of fresh strawberries. you put them on a strainer as you washed them thoroughly. one by one, you cut them into small pieces and put them into a bowl. you placed it next to the wooden plate.

you decided to keep the strawberry milk in the fridge, only taking them out once yuma gets home. while you were organising the treats, you heard the doorbell ring.

you hurrily took out two bottles of strawberry milk and placed them on the table neatly, before calling out, "coming!"

you rushed to the door, almost slipping in the process and finally opened the door. "hi, lovely." you said, kissing his forehead. “i made something for you. i thought it would energise you a bit, after all that dancing.” you said, walking to the dining area. 

yuma followed you from behind. when he landed his eyes on the strawberry treats you have prepared, a gasp escaped his lips. “y/n, you didn't have to go all out for me.” he laughs. “it's alright, actually. i didn't even had much to do earlier.” you said. 

yuma takes a bite of the sliced strawberry, it was sweet yet slightly sour. “it ended a bit earlier than 9. we got the dance accurate somehow, so the instructor gave us an early leave.” he said. “explains why i had to run to the kitchen and get the strawberry milk out of the fridge.” you laughed. 

“also, it's been a while since i ate strawberry pocky.” yuma said, taking a stick and biting half of the stick. “it has been in my room cabinet for a while. can't let them go to waste.” you explained. 

“baby?” yuma called you out, a pocky stick between his teeth. for some reason, you knew what his intention was. you put the other end of the pocky between your teeth and started munching on it bit by bit, at the same time as yuma. the pocky stick gets shorter and shorter which ends up in both of you kissing. but it's sweet because of the strawberries. 

“that's one way to kiss your girlfriend.” you giggled.

[luneengene2]

Still the Same Feeling

• Celebrity!Rich!Jo x Fem!Readers

• Warnings : Sex, angst content, grammar error (Sorry, I'm too lazy to write warnings)

In the past, you left him because he was poor and could not meet your standard of living as the only daughter of a great businessman. You left him like a useless piece of trash. You used to date him because you thought he was handsome and an outstanding student in sports during school. However, slowly you get bored because he can never obey everything you want. Sometimes, you are often teased by your friends just because you are dating a poor man.

But in every life, the wheel must turn. You never thought you could fall this hard. Your father died of a heart attack, and the business that was supposed to be inherited by you was instead taken over by the partner who betrayed your father. You and your mother fell into poverty towards the end of your college years.

It's also hard for you to get a job, for almost half a year you and your mother have been relying on reserve savings which fortunately are still enough for daily food. But of course, those savings will dwindle. As a result, you have no choice but to get a job as soon as possible. In addition, your mother needs medicine for her body which is also starting to become frail.

While you were at the bottom, Jo was at the peak of his career. He became a famous basketball player who has quite a lot of wealth. He even opened a famous sports business that is spread throughout Japan. He is truly very successful and has abundant wealth.

And now here you are, being looked down upon by the man you dumped just because he was poor. Asakura Jo. The man hired you to make you his 'toy' for one night. It seems he has a big grudge against you. He felt satisfied seeing that you were now a woman who worked as a stripper in a high-class nightclub. The girl who used to always hold her chin high, now has to lower her head in shame. With a disgusting job too.

"Karma is real, Y/N. It's unfortunate that you ended up in a place like this," He said as he circled your body. Giving you a mocking look.

"How does it feel to have a hard life like that? Not choosing friends and everyone leaving you, it hurts?" He asked while playing with your hair, he mocked you. Seemingly satisfied that he got the chance to belittle you.

You clenched your fists, trying to keep yourself from crying because of the taunts and insults he threw at you. He was right, this was karma for you because you used to look down on him just because he was poor. And now, he can pay for your pride with his abundant money.

"It seems you understand your position, not answering what the 'master' said. Alright then, you're a professional after all," Jo suddenly pushed you onto the bed, he unzipped his pants and climbed onto the bed with the red sheets. You already know, this is one of the consequences of working as a stripper. Fucked by customers but at a much higher cost.

You tried to stay calm, even though your tears were already trying to rebel and come out. You had guessed, Jo would definitely play rough with you. He still remembered what you had done to him. And it really hurts.

Jo pulled the panties you were wearing to the side, he would only use your pussy for his satisfaction after being tired of meeting his fans. He just needed an outlet to relieve his stress.

His fingers stroked your pussy, chuckling like a psychopath. "Ah let's see, how this pussy is the same as before or not, before I was the only one who could feel this pussy. And now I'm not sure I'm the only one who can feel it, you've become a bitch," You closed your eyes at his words. He didn't know that he was the first person to have sex with you while you were working as a stripper at that club.

Jo didn't put a condom on his cock, he didn't care about that. In one thrust, his cock filled your pussy. Making you groan loudly because of the pain, Plus he didn't warm up, so your pussy, which is still dry, will definitely hurt.

"Fuck!" Jo growled, moving his cock in and out at a pace that he thought would be very pleasurable. Over time, your pussy gets wet and starts clenching his cock over and over again. You're not being a hypocrite, this is good. Because you haven't felt something like this for a long time.

You see him looking up, so sexy and hot. Mouth open, sweat dripping down his neck and his top was in a mess. Jo lowered his gaze to you, your eyes and his locked, unable to look away from each other like glue.

The longer your eyes stared at him, unknowingly tears flowed from your eyes. Guilt and shame also mixed inside you. You treated him like trash, and now he's paying you back for what you did to him.

"I'm gon-gonna cum," Jo moved quickly until his cock hit your sensitive area which immediately made you moan pornographically and soon after, you were squirting heavily until it rose like a fountain.

Jo grinds his hips into you, emptying his balls inside your pussy. Making you reflexively milk his cock as well. His limp self immediately collapsed on top of your body. You could feel his chest rising and falling irregularly from the effects of his cum.

Your hands hesitate to hug him, honestly, you really miss a sincere and loving hug from him. And stupidly, in the past you threw that hug away just because he couldn't meet your standards of living. You should be able to accompany him to struggle from zero, but you don't have that kind of patience. Plus, your friends make fun of you for dating a guy whose status is lower than yours.

Jo released his cock from your pussy, he immediately stood up from the bed. Not caring that you looked quite weak after that hot activity. He opened his wallet and threw a very thick wad of bills at you carelessly. "I think that's enough to pay for a whore like you," He put on his expensive clothes again and immediately left the VIP room as if nothing had happened.

When the door closed, you immediately burst into tears, the tightness in your chest making you suffer even more. You squeezed the money he had just thrown at you tightly.

But you are aware enough, you are aware that this is indeed the karma you get for hurting someone who has sincerely loved you. Asakura Jo proves that he can reach the pinnacle of his life. Proving to the girl he 'once' loved that he could have sharp wealth.

// Ten Years Later //

Jo pulled the coat he was wearing closer because the cold was piercing his body. In fact, the AC in his car was turned off. He looked out the windows , it was raining quite heavily pouring down on Tokyo this evening.

Due to the heavy rain, the road to his house was very congested, because many trees had fallen on the road. Jo's personal driver decided to take a shortcut, even though it was quiet but it would get them there faster.

However, when passing an old building, suddenly two men in black jackets and masks blocked Jo's car, causing the driver to brake suddenly. Jo immediately panicked. He immediately contacted his men, signaling that he was in danger.

The two men in jackets forced open Jo's car door, they even hit the door handle so hard that it broke. Jo and the driver were pulled out and thrown out of the car.

"Damn dogs! Go before you end up here!" Jo bravely stood up, his emotions were so great. Not caring about the danger he would receive if he fought these two people who were definitely robbers. Jo pointed the folding knife in his trouser pocket at the two robbers.

"Choosing to fight first? Ah, I also want to see what this Celebrity is capable of," One of them made a sound and immediately attacked Jo at the same time. Jo is thankful that he studied karate before, so he can do this fight.

In a few kicks or punches, Jo managed to take down the two robbers easily. His breath was short from being attacked so crazily. He approached one of the robbers who was lying with a bloody mouth from being kicked by him.

"At least try hard if you're poor, don't rob, you idiot!" Jo hit the robber's head, grinning and taunting him with his heavy breath.

"MR ASAKURA WATCH OUT!" Suddenly, Jo's driver screamed hysterically. Making Jo immediately look back. Jo stared in shock as the robber who had also fallen pointed a gun at his head and was about to pull the trigger in a few seconds.

TAK! BUGH!

Jo was shocked when the gun suddenly flew into the air because someone kicked the robber's hand. Not only that, the robber immediately collapsed on top of his friend because he was hit on the head. Hitting him with a brick too, that must really hurt.

Jo turned to look at the person who had successfully knocked down one of the robbers. A woman in a cream-colored coat and already soaked. A beautiful woman he knew very well. The beautiful woman he last met ten years ago. The woman who was his ex-lover.

"Y/N," Jo stood up from his squatting position, his face even more shocked when he saw the woman who once filled his heart. You wiped the water that was wetting your face, letting out a harsh breath.

"Are you okay, Mr. Asakura?” You asked, Jo immediately nodded. Not believing that you and him could meet again after ten years of not seeing each other.

Jo looked at your face, so pale and looked very tired. Your eyes even had dark circles. Your lips didn't even have a normal color. However, your beauty does not fade. Your face was still the same as the last time he saw you when you and he were both twenty years old.

Jo's men came with a total of three cars. They even thought you were the one who wanted to harm their master, because you were holding a brick.

Instead, they immediately grabbed you and held your arm tightly before Jo said that you were not the criminal.

"Let go-"

"MAMA!" A little girl's voice made everyone look back. The little girl who was wearing an elementary school uniform and a large bag, her umbrella was left behind. As a result, she got soaked.

The little girl pushed the person who was trying to arrest you. "Let go of my mother, she's not a bad person!" The girl hugged you tightly, her eyes showing that she was about to cry. Yes, she was your daughter, your beloved daughter.

Jo noticed who the girl was. Her body was almost half yours, quite tall for an elementary school student. Jo also noticed how the girl looked, and he found something that successfully made his heart feel like it was being pinched as hard as possible.

"It's okay, my sweet. They won't catch Mama." You hugged his body which was soaked because her umbrella had fallen earlier.

"Let's go,"

"Stop!" Jo suddenly snapped, causing you and your daughter to jump in surprise and stop in your tracks. His tall body approached the two of you with a horrified and tense face.

"Who is this girl?” Jo asked, holding your hand to stop you from leaving. He needed a clearer explanation. You tried to stay calm, turning your face away.

"She is my daughter,"

"Who is the father?”

You fell silent, slapping his hand away and not wanting to answer that sensitive question. "Ami, let's go home, honey," you smiled at your daughter, immediately pulling her away from Jo. But you were slower, Jo was the first to block you.

"Who is the father of this girl?!" Jo insisted, he felt that Ami was his. His daughter with you. Facial features couldn't lie, Ami looked like him. Ami looked at the man in front of her while hugging her mother's waist tightly.

"That's none of your business, Mr. Asakura. This girl has nothing to do with you," you said flatly, but that only made Jo even more convinced that you were lying to him.

"It would be none of my business if this girl was my daughter,"

"She's not your daughter! She's my daughter, and only my daughter! Do you understand?!" You pulled your daughter back to walk away from Jo, but unfortunately, suddenly your head felt dizzy. You felt your body was very weak.

BRUK!

Your daughter screamed in shock as you suddenly collapsed, unconscious in front of her. Jo quickly ran over to your body that was lying on the ground.

"Mama! Mama wake up! Ma!" Ami shook your body hard, she cried in panic seeing her mother suddenly unconscious. Jo knelt down, without further ado he immediately lifted you into his arms, " Jo put you in the car then turned to Ami, he smiled at the girl. Rubbing her head lovingly. "Come with me, I will make your mother wake up from her fainting,"

///

Jo stared blankly at you lying unconscious on his bed. His personal doctor had checked your condition. He said that you are malnourished and have not been eating enough. As a result, your body can be this weak.

His long fingers touched your thin face that was very pale and looked tired. Even when you were unconscious like this, your tired face did not disappear.

The girl who used to live with extraordinary abundance, has now become a woman whose life is full of great struggles to the point that her body is malnourished like this. Also finance her child's life.

Jo felt like hitting himself. He felt guilty, so guilty for ever making a part of you that was already broken even more. His ego made him that sadistic towards you ten years ago. His ego won over his true feelings. The real feeling, the feeling that he still has the same feelings for you. He still loves you, very much.

Seeing you fall, he should have been able to help you. But he chose to follow his ego because he is now at the top.

"I now understand why you broke up with me at that time. I should have understood that, not made you suffer more. I should have understood, you were just afraid of living like this if you married a poor man like me. I should have understood, you were just afraid," Jo closed his eyes, tears began to flow freely from his eyelids. He regretted, so much that he didn't try to reach out to you again.

Slowly, your eyes opened. You looked around you, a luxurious room with expensive ornaments immediately entered your eyes. You looked towards where Jo was standing, And that reflex makes you want to get up from your sleeping position.

"No, no, no, Y/N! Go back to your sleeping position," Jo held your body from getting up from your position. Your limp body certainly couldn't fight back.

You stared at him, still in shock that he had suddenly become like this. "Why am I here? Where is this? Where is my daughter?” You asked in a hoarse voice, struggling to speak. Jo smiled faintly, he reached for your hand, holding your arm gently.

"You are now at your home, our daughter is drinking hot chocolate," his voice trembled, holding back tears. His words certainly confused you.

"My home?"

"Yes, this is your home, your home and our daughter's,"

"Jo-"

"Forgive me, please," until finally, Jo burst into tears which of course immediately shocked you again because he suddenly apologized. "Please forgive me, forgive me that I can't understand your condition. I'm sorry for being such a jerk, Y/N please, please forgive me. I was really mean to you. I'm too evil that you don't give me the right to know about Ami," Jo kissed your hand repeatedly, his breath short. He was too gentle, he was the one who apologized, even though you had thrown him away like trash.

"Jo no, why are you apologizing. The villain here is me. I hurt you, threw you-"

"No, Y/N. I'm the bad guy here, I got you pregnant, I knew that the first time I saw Ami. Then leaving you with only enough money to eat, for God's sake, the real villain is me, Y/N," Jo lowered his head, burying his head right next to your pillow, sobbing, with his hands still holding you tightly.

"Jo, stop it. Don't apolo-"

"If I had known about Ami earlier, I wouldn't have let her life be full of hardships like I was, Y/N. She doesn't need to live in poverty." Even though you haven't said whether Ami is his daughter or not, Jo is sure that the little girl who calls you 'mom' is indeed his daughter.

"Why are you so sure that Ami is your daughter? I haven't confirmed it," you looked at him with a deep gaze. There was no trace of deceit in his eyes.

"She looks like me, a female version of me. Physical resemblance can't make you lie that girl is my daughter," Jo said with a thin smile. Seeing Ami was indeed the female version of himself. The girl was even very beautiful, tall like her father, and looked gentle.

"MAMA!" Ami entered your room with a maid running after her. Ami seemed to ignore Jo, she immediately climbed onto the bed and hugged you. "Mam, are you okay? You won't leave me, right?" Ami asked with teary eyes, you could only smile, kissing her forehead softly. Slowly, you let go of her embrace, you cupped her face and wiped away her tears.

"My dear daughter, no one will leave you. Mommy will not leave you, mommy will always be by your side," You smiled warmly at your daughter, assuring her that no one would leave her. When she cried like this, you saw a side of Jo who used to be very gentle before revenge 'attacked' him.

You stroked her head, your eyes returning to the man who was standing as Ami came to hug you. You smiled faintly at Jo, slowly turning Ami's body towards Jo. "Princess, this is your father," Ami stared at Jo closely, observing every detail of Jo from top to bottom.

"Don't you want to say hello? This is the person I often tell you about, your gentle and loving father," Jo felt like bursting into tears again when you actually gave your daughter a good impression of him. In fact, he had previously made your life even more ruined, aka made you pregnant without any clear accountability.

Slowly, Ami got up from her sitting position, approaching Jo who was standing. The girl was already ten years old, of course she already understood what was happening around her. The age where you will soon be a teenager.

If Jo wasn't strong, he might have fainted from seeing his daughter he never knew for the first time. When he saw Ami, Jo was like looking in a mirror. A very beautiful duplicate of himself.

Not only that, Jo also saw a lot of suffering from the girl. If only, if only Jo had not done something stupid, Ami would have lived like a princess, not in misery.

"Papa," Ami stared at Jo with a sad gaze, tears began to flow down from the girl. Her body froze, not believing that she had now met her father. His father, who his mother described as a gentle man.

Jo was emotional. He burst into tears and immediately lifted Ami's body into his arms. Hugging his daughter tightly for the first time. His heart ached and was filled with great regret.

[slytherinshua]

🏀　HOW TO APPROACH YOU　( 변의주 )

genre fluff , mutual pining , highschool au , euijoo x fem!reader   cw i mean... property theft (reader steals ej's jersey) , ej is rly rly shy and oblivious tbh   wc 1043   request @fae-renjun for euijoo + stolen jersey for the 3k event   note tbh i didnt' know how to feel about this after i finished writing it. i was gonna rewrite it completely to be est rs instead but after rereading it this morning i was like eh its not that bad?? but i still don't know lol it is what it is ig   net @lune-net @kstrucknet

Euijoo liked you. You were aware of this fact. You also liked Euijoo. Euijoo was not aware of this fact.

He was on the basketball team, and you showed up to every game just to watch him. Mesmerized by the way he moved on the court, guiding the ball to the net with ease, scoring dozens of points for his team without breaking a sweat. He was the MVP. You were his biggest fan.

Euijoo never tried to talk to you, despite your attempts to approach him. You would take your chances sometimes after games, sometimes before class, and on rare occasions, during lunch when Euijoo wasn’t in the gym shooting hoops. He was too nervous to talk to you, and even more blushy when you talked to him. His friends teased him about it, but you just found it cute. 

The only thing that bothered you was how oblivious he was to your feelings. Weren’t you being obvious enough that you liked him? You wanted to wait until he asked you out, but the more you waited, the more you felt like he had absolutely no guts to do it. At least, not without a push. 

Given your propensity for impatience, you weren’t willing to give the boy of your dreams all the time in the world to become yours, so you came up with a plan. There weren’t many things that could force Euijoo to talk to you. However there was one item that you realized would perfectly force the boy to approach you. His lucky team jersey. 

You needed to somehow acquire it, though, which is where Nicholas came to your rescue. Another player on the basketball team and Euijoo’s best friend. He knew how much Euijoo liked you, and upon hearing of your plan, he was more than happy to assist. 

Nicholas delivered the freshly washed jersey to you the following day. It was an orangey red with white bold letters spelling BYUN across the back. You put it on immediately, getting distracted by the lingering scent of Euijoo for a second (he smelled like oranges). This particular jersey was important to Euijoo. He wore it every time he won a game, and one could tell based on the slightly faded colour of it. Whenever he switched it out with a different jersey, he would lose. It was his good luck charm. 

Now that you had it, the next phase of your plan— get Euijoo to notice you wearing your jersey— was a go.

Your hope was, after noticing that his jersey was missing and seeing you wearing the jersey, he would ask for it back. He needed it to play for practice and season finals. You were practically forcing him to talk to you, and hopefully, you could bait him into asking you out too.

But you had underestimated Euijoo’s shyness, as well as his non confrontational attitude. He saw you wearing the jersey to class, in the hallways, and at lunch. He didn’t just see, he stared. Eyes glued to your figure wherever you went.

You thought your plan was surely going successfully. He would approach you at any time and demand it back, and then you would hit him with a smooth not until you ask me out.

But… Euijoo was Euijoo. And he would not approach you.

He went to practice without the jersey, adorning another one with a much brighter orangey red colour. He played horribly, and got a few strict words about it from his coach. You watched it all happen, the missing jersey hidden under your hoodie. Euijoo spared you a few extra glances that day at practice. You only smiled at him.

The end of the season was quickly drawing near, and the most important game with it. A full month after you had pocketed Euijoo’s jersey. Still not a word about it from the boy. You knew he would have to ask you soon, though. He needed it for the game. 

Thursday morning, one day before the game, he finally stopped you at your locker.

“Have you seen my jersey, Y/n?” he asked. He almost sounded too genuine and oblivious. You were confused. He knew you had his jersey. Why would he ask like that? You rolled with it, though.

“Is this what you’re looking for?” You pulled up your sweater, revealing the jersey you wore underneath, immediately recognizable by the number 8 on it. Heat crept up Euijoo’s neck.

“I… I kinda need it for tomorrow’s game.”

“Why? You have others just like it,” you said, hoping the work you put in would lead somewhere. 

“It’s just that particular jersey is special—“

“—cause you always win games in it?” you completed for him, causing him to let out a breath of relief he didn’t know he was holding.

“Yeah. You get it. So, can I have it back?”

“Will it be okay? It smells like my perfume now,” you told him, smiling slightly as you watched him get flustered again at the thought. You really should have stopped teasing him ages ago, but he was just too cute not to. You fully intended to give it to him in the end, though. A few more minutes of seeing his cute flushed face wouldn’t hurt.

“It’ll be fine,” he promised. You nodded with a smile. Euijoo could feel his heart beating in his chest. He was so sure this was the fastest it had ever raced. No amount of adrenaline from basketball could get him this worked up. “Can I have it back now?” 

“Only if you take me on a date,” you said smoothly. Euijoo’s eyes practically bulged out, trying to process if he had heard you right.

“A date? With me?” 

“Yes. With you. You really haven’t caught on by now?” 

“Huh?”

You couldn’t help but laugh at his obliviousness and how adorable his confused face was. Euijoo felt like he was floating on the clouds, no longer on this earth. Perhaps he was dreaming, and he would soon wake up to realize that this was all a figment of his imagination. There was just no way the girl he had been crushing on for so long was asking him for a date. 

“I like you, stupid.”

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📆 21/07/24 | ✎ @mnini (psd)

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the stealer ★

roommate!nico 1k words

notes! nico is very cocky but gets shy in the end kekekeke... im so sane for him, uhh you have a girl bff that feeds into your delusionals. like one curse word but its only to describe something. also, first time doing all lowercase :)) it felt weird ngl but wtv ALSOO new post layout bc i don't like the old one anymore yayy

inspired by nicholas's recent live

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“..and I swear he unbuttons his shirt on purpose,” you let out a breathy sigh, leaning your head against your bedroom wall to conceal your smile. it didn’t help that you could see your ridiculously hot roommate when you shut your eyes, visions of him walking around your shared apartment with peeks of his shirt visible, his bare arms exposed. you’d like to believe he was clueless of his actions, but the phone call with your best friend made you see things differently.

“he wants you so bad, girlie,” her teasing voice brings you back to your senses, an incoherent sound leaving your lips in denial as she laughs in return.

“we’re just roommates-”

“he doesn’t treat you like one,” your friend snaps. you could hear the shit eating grin plastered on her face as she goes about her weekly rant to prove how nicholas likes you more than a roommate. “he always finds excuses to sleep in your bed instead of his own-”

“my bed is probably comfier than his-”

“-and you always wake up cuddling,” she finishes her sentence despite getting cut off, “hm.. what did you say he does again?”

“okay.. I get it,” you plead, but to your dismay, she continues.

“no.. don’t leave yet,” your friend mimics nicholas’s hushed tone, his arms wrapped around your waist to pull you closer into his chest. 

“okay-”

“and do you see how the man looks at you?!” you hear her exclaim, endless sighs leaving your mouth in embarrassment. “he looks at you like you’re the only girl in his world – which you are. there's hearts in his eyes-”

“okay!!” you successfully shout over your friend, your ears shot red from her teasings. besides her giggles, the conversation pauses with a comfortable silence, your fingers mindlessly tugging at the blanket draped on your bed. “he loves to steal my heart at night,” you mumble as a joke. your friend snorts, breaking the placid quiet.

“okay, bye!!” you hurriedly end the call, slamming your phone on your bed in the process. you bury your head into your pillow to let out a scream, before promptly standing up and dusting off your pants, composing yourself. you can’t look like a maniac when dinners almost ready, heh.

“that reminds me.. last time, when we were talking, I heard kissing sounds?? maybe you could expla-”

grabbing and tucking your phone into your pocket, you open your door and exit out of your room. you would have beelined to the kitchen if it weren’t for nicholas standing nonchalantly beside your door, his head down as his hair covers his eyes. you would have shaken the thought of your roommate hearing you gag over him – as the bathroom was right beside your room – if it weren’t for the huge smirk glued to his face. you felt your heart drop. 

“so I can only steal your heart at night? why not during the day?” it finally happened; your worst nightmare came alive.

“I- oh my god!” you shout in disbelief, your hands over your ears to cancel out nicholas’s teasing sounds. “shut up, weirdo!” 

“weirdo?! how am I a weirdo?”

“why were you listening to my conversations, you weirdo?!”

“why were you shouting about your “super hot” roommate, you weirdo?!” nicholas playfully sticks out his tongue, still tension overtaking the living room. it’s like fumes were steaming out of your ears, anger at your brain for failing to come up with a response in a timely manner, and at the boy staring at you with a smug look. without thinking, you grab the nearest object within your reach, luckily a pillow, and launch it at your victim.

the outcome made you want to cry.

not only did nicholas dodge your attack, he grabbed your arm just as you were about to lose your balance, the impact causing him to fall back onto the couch with you straddled on his lap. 

his head lands on the cushions, nicholas’s neck on display as his adam's apple bobs to the rhythm of his laughter. oh, were you glad he was enjoying this, kitty punches arriving on his shoulder as you frown deeply. the boy keeps your hands on his shoulders when you're about to remove them, his own moving to rest on your thighs. 

“well, isn’t this all you ever dreamed of?” nicholas gives you one of his stupidly handsome smiles. 

“just forget about what I said,” you look down in defeat, a whine leaving your roommates lips.

“why?” 

“it’s embarrassin-” 

“cute.” nicholas corrects you, using his finger to lift your chin, brushing the hair away from your eyes. “it’s so stinking cute,” he whispers when your gaze locks. you notice how he glances at your lips ever so often, biting his own to hold him back. from what? “you know, what you said really upset me.”

“what did I say? I’m so sorry you felt uncomfor-”

“I can only steal your heart at night?” a sigh leaves your lips, in relief he wasn’t actually mad at anything you said, and in disappointment because he was using your words against you. “why not during the day?” nicholas repeats, his eyebrows knitted together in confusion.

“you don’t do anything heart throbbing during the day, I guess,” you shrug, knowing that was a massive lie.

“nu-uh,” he shakes his head before saying in a husky tone, “I can steal your heart anytime I want.” 

and it happened. 

nicholas lips pressed against yours, your hands tightening their hold on his shoulders. the loving strokes he gave your body didn’t help the swarms of butterflies fluttering in your stomach, the pads of his thumbs rubbing slow circles on your sides as he swallowed your gasps. his lips were languid against yours, the softness wanting you to melt. you could feel him smile as he broke the kiss, a huge grin painted on his face.

he was shy.

his eyes, which were in tiny crescents, avoided yours as he laughed. his ears were blood red, the color traveling to his neck. he looked so flustered. 

“kawaii~” he giggles under his breath. apparently you were pretty red from the kiss too, his hands intertwining with yours as he pecked the back of them, whispering to himself, “I can steal your heart anytime I want..”

︴bonus! somehow a drabble turned into 1k words.... heh. dude my husband yes he is my husband, yes i am delusional decided to go live when i was in school?? luckily i could still watch him as i worked and i heard him say "i can steal your heart whenever i want" and i went oh.. ohh. it also didnt help i felt so fluttery (?) at the time so i immediately opened a google doc and started typing 💀 honestly did not expect me to spend 4 hours ACTUALLY writing this instead of giving up. i need some w's in the chat pls

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[enha-hype]

who’s ponyo?

pairing : byun euijoo x gender neutral reader

genre : fluff, strangers to lovers, cafe au, bit of comfort at the end

warnings : kms jokes, mentions of a sad movie lol

synopsis : what happens when you run into the human version of your favourite studio ghibli character at the cafe you frequent?

w.c. : around 1.5k

a/n : ik i said i was gonna disappear for a bit but guys i can't get ponyojoo out of my head 😭 especially after the recent go one! ep where juju’s in the water and some of the teamies start singing the ponyo theme song sdhdjkdkdjdkdk

🫧 you meet him at a work/study cafe that you both happen to frequent

🫧 you both notice each other on your first week there and feel immediately drawn but you’re both too shy to approach the other and keep putting it off 😮‍💨

🫧 lots of stealing secret glances when the other isn’t looking

🫧 you’re a huge fan of studio ghibli movies and since you don’t know his name, you’ve nicknamed him ponyo after your favourite character from your favourite ghibli film so that’s how you refer to him when you’re talking to your friends about him: “guys you should’ve seen ponyo today, he must’ve been really sleep deprived ‘cause he kept dozing off and i swear to god he looked so adorable i think i was staring at him for 5 minutes straight before i realised,”

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🫧 your friends roll their eyes: “yeah yeah you find him cute no matter what he does. come to us when you actually do something about it.”

🫧 little do you know that euijoo’s been bugging his friends pretty much the same way. he’s telling nicholas how pretty you looked one day while you were concentrating on your work and his friend groans in exasperation. “oh my god euijoo, when are you planning to actually do something about this annoying crush of yours? because i swear to god if you don’t ask them out soon then i will,”

🫧 fortunately for your friends, an opportunity presents itself soon. that friday when euijoo is leaving the cafe after he’s done with his work, he forgets one of his books on his table.

🫧 you happen to notice and are halfway through calling after him when you realise that you don’t know his actual name

🫧 so yeah you end up going “hey ponyo! shit. uhh i mean...oh, hi. yeah, i meant you. you uhh left your book,”

🫧 in your defense,,,,why did he actually turn around when you called him ponyo lmao maybe because you were shouting in an otherwise quiet cafe?

🫧 anyway boi is super flustered and confused at first and when you point out that he left his book he’s like ahh thanks and comes back to pick it up

🫧 you’re super embarrassed at the fact that you actually called him ponyo out loud so you make yourself busy trying to ignore him and the eyes of all others around you

🫧 he seems to have been in a hurry bc he just grabs the book, yells out a thank you! and rushes out without pausing to clarify what you called him and why

🫧 the next day, you’re breaking your head over a particularly frustrating assignment so you don’t notice him enter the cafe or walk up to you until he’s pulling up the chair opposite to you at your table

🫧 which is new. you usually sit at opposite ends of the cafe and it’s usually not very crowded around the time you two visit so there’s enough empty tables around to not have to share with anyone. not that you’re complaining of course. you’re just confused

🫧 you look up at him questioningly but he doesn't say anything, just sits quietly and gets on with his work. you stare in bewilderment for a few seconds longer before you decide you’re too busy for this and resume your work, although your heart is racing

🫧 it goes on like this for a week he’s trying ok give him some time to work up his courage. it’s hardly his fault that you’re so annoyingly breathtakingly beautiful he just comes and quietly makes himself comfortable at your table and the two of you do your own thing

🫧 then the next day, he finally breaks the silence. “i’ve been wanting to ask....what did you call me the other day?”

🫧 you go red in the face. “oh um, ponyo. sorry it’s just that your resemblance to her is astonishingly similar and it just slipped out because i don't know your actual name haha,”

🫧 “ah. well i’m euijoo” he smiles, extending his hand. god he has such a gorgeous smile. you shake it, praying he doesn’t notice the slight tremor from how nervous you are “i’m y/n,”

🫧 “nice to meet you, y/n. but who’s ponyo again?”

🫧 wait, he doesn’t know ponyo??? “you know, from the ghibli movie....?”

🫧 he still appears clueless and jeez he really does look so much like ponyo with those adorable boba eyes widened in confusion and it’s so distracting and– anyway. “don’t tell me you’ve never watched a ghibli film before?”

🫧 he sheepishly scratches the back of his head. “no, i’m afraid not…”

🫧 you gasp. “ohmygod, are you kidding me?! you absolutely have to!!”

🫧 “okay, watch it with me then,” he blurts out. he’s honestly as taken aback as you are lmao - he’d been planning on slowly building up to it

🫧 your eyes widen in surprise, you almost choke on air owing to the abruptness of it. “like a date?” you ask before you can stop yourself. shit he’s going to say he never meant it that way and it’s going to be so humil–

🫧 “yes. like a date,” he confirms, grinning wide. you’ve seen him smile a handful of times before, but for some reason this one knocks the breath right out of you.

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🫧 you thought he was cute before? well he’s even cuter now that y’all are together and you’re pretty sure the amount of cuteness aggression he gives you on a daily basis is borderline unhealthy like you might actually combust at this point RIP.

🫧 you continue meeting up at the cafe regularly even if you’d just seen each other that morning. it’s a nice cozy place to study and besides you’ve both gotten used to it

🫧 needless to say you always sit at the same table. he has to be touching you in some way or the other - if there's not many people around and you’re sitting next to each other he’ll intertwine his fingers with yours as he reads, if your hands are busy writing or typing he’ll settle for having your knees/shoulders pressed together and if you’re sitting opposite to him then he'll do the feet thing under the table

🫧 you’re no better btw, just as downbad :

🫧 one day at the cafe you both go to counter together holding hands and the baristas are like omfg y’all are finally together?! took y’all long enough!!

🫧 you’re like ??? and they explain they’ve been shipping you for MONTHS ever since they noticed you’re interested in each other and were getting SO frustrated about the fact that neither of you were making a move that they were lowkey considering taking matters into their own hands lmao

🫧 you’re about to pay and they’re like “oh this one’s on us. consider it a thank you for finally putting us out of our misery” 💀

🫧 on days that he gets there before you, he makes sure to have your order ready just in time so that it’s the right temperature when you arrive <3

🫧 you’ve made him watch all your favourite ghibli movies by now and one day he suggests watching something you both haven’t watched. Grave Of The Fireflies is one ghibli movie you’d been putting off cuz you heard it was kind of sad but you figure, hey it’s a ghibli movie. how sad can it be?

🫧 BIG MISTAKE: IT’S NOT “KIND OF SAD”, IT’S DEVASTING

🫧 you and euijoo are a mess watching it, straight-up sobbing towards the end

🫧 you know that viral clip from the script reading of that kdrama The Midnight Studio where a lot of the cast members are crying while reading their dialogues cuz the story is supposedly that devastating and then towards the end two of the cast members sitting next to each other happen to make eye contact and burst out laughing seeing each other’s tear stained faces?

🫧 yeah basically imagine that as the credits roll - you turn to look at him at the same time he does and you both can’t help laughing at the sight of the other - a bunch of crumpled tissues scattered around both of you, your eyes rimmed red and faces blotchy

🫧 he opens his blanket and holds his arm out, beckoning for you to come join him, and you snuggle up close and bask in each other’s comfort

🫧 you still can’t stop thinking about the movie and tearing up though, so you get some ice cream and end up rewatching Ponyo

🫧 when the theme song plays you turn to him and sing along as though you’re serenading him, to which he chuckles and pretends to imitate ponyo HE’S SO CUTE UGH

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