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All My Love: A SEVENTEEN x Hogwarts AU

Published Wednesday, February 14th, 2024 — Happy Valentine's Day and, more importantly, happy Carat Day! Honestly, I really got attached to these versions of the SEVENTEEN members that I created for the Christmas AU, so I decided to continue their stories with what I hope is a cute series of events for our thirteen diamonds. ♡

As a refresher, here's some information before you start reading!

Word count: ~ 10,800

AU Ages:

Seventh years — Seungcheol, Jeonghan, Joshua, Junhui, Soonyoung

Sixth years — Wonwoo, Jihoon, Seokmin, Mingyu, Minghao

Fifth years — Seungkwan, Vernon, and Chan

AU Houses:

Gryffindor — Seungcheol, Soonyoung, Vernon, Chan

Ravenclaw — Wonwoo, Jihoon, Minghao

Hufflepuff — Junhui, Mingyu, Seokmin, Seungkwan

Slytherin — Jeonghan, Joshua

Description: It's Valentine's Day at Hogwarts and everyone has plans—or some things that go according to plan and some that don't. Romance is on the table for some, while others prefer to spend quality time with their friends—because all love is important. All you need to know is that you probably don't want to be Vernon.

Read “All My Love” on Ao3!

The Black Lake — February 14th (early evening)

"Hansol Vernon Chwe!"

The Gryffindor winced as his boyfriend's voice transcended octaves in his unbridled fury.

"You'd better have a good explanation for this!"

Gryffindor Fifth Year Boys' Dormitory — February 1st

"Vernon?"

The fifth year Gryffindor turned his head away from where he had been watching the rain fall outside the window to look at his oldest hyung over his shoulder.

"Oh, hey, hyung," he greeted him with a nod.

"Have you seen Seungkwan recently?" Seungcheol asked him, brow furrowed with concern.

"Um, not since last night," Vernon replied, face blank. "Why?"

The older Gryffindor sighed, sitting next to him on the bench seat in front of the window.

If not even his boyfriend had seen him recently, then maybe Seungkwan's situation was far more serious than anyone realized.

"I'm worried about him," Seungcheol admitted. "He doesn't really seem like himself. Not anywhere near a quarter as fussy as he normally is about everyone and everything." He glanced at Vernon out of the corner of his eye, noticing that he had gone back to facing the window. "You're usually attached at the hip, it's unusual that you haven't seen him at all today."

"Are you saying that I should know where my boyfriend is every minute of every day?" Vernon said tonelessly.

"No, that's not what I'm saying." Seungcheol tilted his head to one side, surveying him carefully. "I'm saying that as his best friend, you might know what's been going on with him."

The younger boy turned his head away.

"So you do know," Seungcheol said gently.

Vernon's shoulders tensed. He said nothing for a few moments, Seungcheol waiting patiently while he grappled with whether he should confide in the prefect or not.

Finally, his shoulders slumped.

"Last spring," he began, "one of Seungkwan's closest friends from home... passed away."

"I remember," Seungcheol said gravely. "That's why he was gone for a while."

"Yeah, he went back home to attend the funeral." Vernon sighed. "The friend... he was a Muggle... and obviously Seungkwan couldn't tell him that he was a wizard, so his friend thought that he had gotten a scholarship to attend some fancy boarding school in the UK. Seungkwan had been jumping through all kinds of hoops to stay in touch with him without giving himself away, getting letters sent by Muggle post... talking about classes that are taught at Muggle schools... They would hang out all summer when Seungkwan would go home after every end of term... but then..." Vernon rubbed at his nose furiously with the sleeve of his sweater, sniffling. "His friend was really unhappy and I think he missed Seungkwan a lot—"

"It's okay," Seungcheol stopped him. "You don't have to keep going."

Vernon nodded gratefully, wiping at his eyes.

"His birthday was last week," he said softly, "and Seungkwan hasn't been taking it very well. I feel like I should be doing something... more? Better? But he barely even talks to me, won't even look at me sometimes..." He finally looked up at Seungcheol, his eyes sparkling with tears. "Hyung, I don't know what to do. I feel like such a bad boyfriend."

Seungcheol inhaled deeply through his nose, his mind running through the memories he had of Seungkwan and Vernon, both back when they had been just friends and after they had gotten together. To anyone who didn't know the pair very well, it would seem like Seungkwan took care of Vernon in every way—because that was how his affection manifested itself—but their friends all knew that Vernon was Seungkwan's biggest supporter and that the Hufflepuff relied on his boyfriend more than anyone. At just fifteen, they had a connection deeper than most adults Seungcheol had met; and no one who saw them together could ever accuse Vernon of not being a good boyfriend.

Seungcheol exhaled heavily.

"You're not a bad boyfriend," he reassured Vernon. "The fact that you're worried about it this much is proof that you're not. All you need to do is let him know that you're here for him." He stood up, patting the younger on the shoulder. "Besides, Valentine's Day is coming up in a couple of weeks. Maybe come up with something that will really show him that he's not alone in this."

Astronomy Tower — February 14th (early afternoon)

"What took you so long?" Wonwoo asked, not taking his eyes off the book he was reading.

"I'm so sorry," Mingyu huffed, stuffing something into his school bag. "I got stopped by... Alice Pembroke... on my way up here." He dropped to the floor next to his best friend, chest heaving with exhaustion. Shoving his still-open bag away from him, he raked his fingers through his sweaty hair. "I didn't mean to be late."

"I know you didn't," the Ravenclaw said softly. "You have quite a lot of sweets in your bag," he observed, finally looking away from his book to peek inside the contents of Mingyu's school bag.

The Hufflepuff beater snorted.

"I would offer you some but after that one Gryffindor girl was sent Sugar Quills dipped in love potion, I've learned not to eat anything people give me on Valentine's Day," he muttered, zipping up his bag and leaning back against the wall, eyes closed. "It's all a bunch of nonsense anyway."

Wonwoo carefully folded the corner of the page he was reading before setting the book aside. He tried to remind himself that it wasn't because he felt inadequate and needed Mingyu to tell him that he was wrong about what he was going to say—he just wanted him to be happy. The possibility that his best friend was choosing to remain single so that he would always be able to hang out with him just didn't sit right with him, and he would make sure that Mingyu's love life no longer suffered, even if it meant he had to spend more time alone.

"You know, you don't have to keep turning down girls because of me," he said quietly.

Mingyu slowly straightened up, opening his eyes to stare at Wonwoo blankly. When he didn't say anything for a few moments, Wonwoo decided to elaborate.

"Every time I try to have this conversation with you, you refuse to talk about it," he pressed. "You like girls, or at least you liked the girls back home. I know that you want to fall in love—that you believe in love—but you've rejected every single girl that's been interested in you since we started at Hogwarts. It's okay, you know? I'm not going to become a recluse if you start going out with someone. I can take care of myself."

Mingyu continued to stare blankly at him, showing no sign that he was taking in anything that the Ravenclaw was saying. Irritated, Wonwoo waved his hand in his face.

"Is any of this getting across to you?" the usually laidback boy demanded.

Still not receiving an answer or any indication that Mingyu had processed anything he had just said, Wonwoo stood up and started gathering his things, trying not to be too aggressive about it. If Mingyu wanted to keep avoiding the subject, then he could do it by himself.

"Wha—wait, wait, wait!" Mingyu said hastily, lurching forward and tugging on his arm to stop him. "Don't leave! I... I'm not trying to be annoying on purpose, I just—" He cut himself off, exhaling through his teeth. "I don't really know how to explain it."

"Explain what?" Wonwoo asked, looking down at his best friend, who was still sitting on the floor.

"A lot of things," Mingyu replied, leaning back against the wall again, "but I promise you that I'm not turning down dates because I think that you can't function without me."

Now thoroughly embarrassed that he had even voiced that particular insecurity, Wonwoo hesitated for a moment before dropping his bag back on the floor and sitting back down next to him.

"I'm sorry I got upset," he murmured. "I just don't want to be the one holding you back from something that I know is important to you."

"You're right, it is important to me," Mingyu agreed, "but not right now." He tilted his head back, looking up at the ceiling of the Astronomy Tower. "It's funny... we're in our sixth year, we have one more year left after this before we have to go out into the world and decide what we want to do with our lives... and I still feel so... young."

"I mean... we are." Wonwoo looked up at the ceiling himself, eyes following the veins in the stone. "Sixteen is not old enough to really make any decisions, not even about girls."

"Right, so I don't really understand why everyone is trying to find their future spouses now. I know a lot of Pureblood families don't arrange their children's marriages anymore, but there are still a few Slytherins who are already bound to betrothal contracts! Betrothal contracts! In this day and age! Anyway..." Mingyu grabbed his bag and shook it, the contents rattling around inside. "This? It's all fake. These girls are only interested in me because they think I'm handsome."

"You are handsome, though," Wonwoo pointed out.

"Thanks, but my point is that they don't know me. They don't know anything about me," Mingyu said. "I'm nothing more than good looks to them—with bonus points for being a foreigner and adding to the intrigue."

"Well, how is anyone supposed to get to know you if you don't let anyone close enough?"

"I don't need anyone else!" the Hufflepuff insisted stubbornly. "I have a twelve-person friend group. For some people, that's more than enough. Plenty. A lot, even."

"Oh, you won't find any disagreements from me there," Wonwoo said, chuckling. "Sometimes I think our friend group is a little much at times, but they're very understanding about me time. Anyway, back to you, you're being very cynical. A lot of people our age date for fun. No one's telling you that it has to be that serious, it might just be nice to have someone to spend time with on Valentine's Day. That's all."

"Is that something you want?" Mingyu asked him.

"Someday," he answered. "Not today, though. Besides, no one's been asking me, but a lot of people have asked you. That's why I'm bringing it up. If you were less nice, the girls here might start calling you a heartbreaker. Even Cedric Diggory had a girlfriend, you know, before the Triwizard Tournament."

"They can say whatever they want about me, it doesn't matter," Mingyu said, shrugging. "We're graduating next year and I don't think I'm going to be looking for jobs here, so I don't have to play British wizarding politics by avoiding rejecting girls from good families. I value my time and I'm choosing to spend it with people whom I also value, which includes you. Like..." He scratched the back of his head, frowning. "I think you're the most important person in my life and I want to be with you forever, but like... in a... not romantic way? If that makes sense? Like, I think we could get a house together and split bills and go grocery shopping and I would find that just as fulfilling as doing all that stuff with a girlfriend. I mean, girls are nice, but they're not you."

"I think the word you're looking for is 'platonic'," the Ravenclaw supplied helpfully. "And for the record, I feel the same way. I think people whose friends stop existing for them once they get a significant other are terrible."

"Yeah, what is up with that?" Mingyu agreed. "Can you imagine Seungcheol and Jeonghan just dropping all of us? Or Seungkwan and Vernon?"

"Never." Wonwoo shook his head. "Our lives are all so wrapped up in each other's, the thirteen of us can never really be apart. We're going to be old and gray... and taking up an entire apartment complex building by ourselves."

"I think that would be fun, honestly. A huge high-rise in Seoul, paid for by Jeonghan hyung." Snickering, Mingyu dug through his bag, unearthing a couple of packages of kimbap wrapped in plastic from under the piles of candy and cards. "My mom sent these, by the way. She specifically told me that I could not eat your portion, so you are now legally obligated to eat it."

"Tell her I said thank you," Wonwoo said, gratefully accepting the kimbap and unwrapping the plastic. "Your mom always has really great timing, she just knows when to send food."

"See, now you have to be friends with me forever," Mingyu teased. "Otherwise, no kimbap for you."

Wonwoo punched the Hufflepuff's arm affectionately.

"I don't need kimbap for that," he promised. "We were always going to be friends forever."

"Is there something longer than forever?"

"Forever and a day."

"That's still forever."

"I know."

Hufflepuff Sixth Year Boys' Dormitories — February 14th (afternoon)

Seokmin shuffled through the pile of parchment in his hands as he trudged into the sixth year boys' dormitories, muttering to himself about moonstone properties and measurement conversions. Entirely preoccupied with trying to figure out where he might have made a mistake on his last quiz, he didn't notice that anything was amiss until a voice broke through his concentration.

"Whoa, what happened in here?"

Seokmin's head snapped up when his dorm mate walked into the room, the amazement in his tone catching his attention.

"Well, that's certainly something," he said, blinking at the grand display in front of him.

The curtains of his four-poster bed had been pulled back to reveal a large bouquet of red, pink, and white balloons floating in place with magic above his mattress. Also floating in the air was a single card in a plain white envelope with his name printed neatly on it, although it didn't look like anyone's handwriting that he recognized—especially since the person had written it in Korean and he knew what all of his friends' handwriting looked like when they wrote in Korean.

Seokmin crossed the room to his bed, dropping his bag on the floor and the parchment in his hands on his bedside table. He plucked the card out of the air, using a quick spell to break the wax seal on it without destroying the pretty heart shape. When he opened it, he saw that the person had tried to also write their message to him in Korean with the help of a translation spell; and while the words were a little clumsy, he immediately found himself touched by the effort.

"To the one and only Lee Seokmin,

Happy Valentine's Day!

I'm sorry that I couldn't face you in person. I'm not ready to reveal myself to you yet, but I still want to tell you that you make me smile every single day because you deserve to know. Please accept this card and the balloons well, I worked really hard on the spells to make them work. Maybe someday I will be able to tell you how I feel face to face. Until then, please be happy and healthy, and tell some new jokes in class when you learn them. I promise I will laugh like I always do.

With love,

Your secret admirer"

Reaching the end of the card, Seokmin stared silently at the words on the cardstock paper, trying to think of people in his classes who maybe laughed a little too much at his jokes or paid him any kind of special attention. Truthfully, there were very few people who didn't find him funny, so he quickly gave up on trying to figure out his admirer's identity that way.

"Does the card say who the balloons are from?" his dorm mate asked him, breaking him out of his deep thought.

"No, secret," Seokmin replied absentmindedly.

"Oh, that's a shame. Well, good on you anyway, mate!" His fellow Hufflepuff clapped him on the shoulder. "At least there's someone out there who likes you a whole lot."

As the other boy left, Seokmin inspected the balloons with a critical eye. The card had said that his secret admirer had worked really hard on the spells to "make them work" and he was curious to see exactly what the balloons were meant to do. What could you even make balloons do with magic anyway?

Intrigued, he cautiously poked one at the front of the bunch and gasped as the shiny surface rippled, revealing the words "POP ME".

"But I'm easily startled," Seokmin muttered to himself.

Wand clutched in hand, he debated just leaving the balloons alone and enjoying the sight of them—but the thought of never finding out what kind of magic had been placed on them was too tempting for him to ignore.

Waving his wand, he then quickly braced himself for the loud pop, covering his ears. However, instead of a popping sound, a high-pitched voice chirped, "I hope your Valentine's Day is magical!"

The voice had been disguised, of course, but the realization that his secret admirer had charmed the balloons not to make sounds when he popped them because they knew he was easily startled had tears welling in the corners of his eyes. Wiping at his face with his sleeve, he eyed the remaining balloons, trying to decide which one to pop next so that he could hear a different message.

"Wow, who sent you those?" Junhui asked, peeking in the doorway on his way down the hall.

"No clue," Seokmin told him happily, "but they're pretty amazing. Look!"

The older Hufflepuff entered the room, approaching Seokmin's bed to get a closer look at the magic balloons. The sixth year tapped a random balloon, showing Junhui how the words "POP ME" appeared, then waved his wand, causing the balloon to pop.

"I must need Occlumency because I can't get you out of my head!" it trilled.

"That is some amazing charm work," Junhui praised, peering more closely at the balloons. "The person who sent them to you didn't leave a name?"

Seokmin passed him the card.

"Too shy," he informed him.

Junhui read over the contents of the card quickly then handed it back.

"Hmm, would've been nice to know so that you could thank them for their effort, but the gesture is thoughtful," he said, shrugging. "They even made it so the balloons wouldn't make noise when popped. They must have enough classes with you to know you're a big ole scaredy cat."

"Yah!" Seokmin huffed, even though it was true.

Junhui chuckled, ruffling his hair affectionately.

"I'm happy for you, Seokmin-ah," he said, his tone genuine. "I'll see you later, meeting up with Minghao."

"What else is new?" Seokmin called after him as he left. "Now, back to these balloons..."

The Whomping Willow — February 14th (early evening)

"Who do you think it is?" Junhui asked his best friend, having just finished telling him about the charmed balloons Seokmin had received from his secret admirer.

Minghao didn't look up as he answered, his focus on washing the tea leaves in preparation to brew tea for the two of them.

"Your guess is as good as mine. A lot of people think Seokmin is funny, I'm sure he has no shortage of admirers."

"Honestly, I kind of want to know just so that I can ask them how they came up with the spell," Junhui said thoughtfully. "It was really very impressive. Whoever did it must like Seokmin a lot."

Minghao hummed in agreement, still concentrating on the task at hand.

The pair had chosen a nice spot not too close to the tree to set up a small, low-rise table so that they could sit and drink their tea together. Minghao often held these tea ceremonies alone, something that he did purely for his own joy and relaxation. The activity required singular focus, which took his busy mind off of other things for a while. It's not that the others were never invited, but they understood that it was something he needed to do for himself; and he had an unparalleled collection of different teas for a sixteen-year-old living away from home.

Junhui stretched his arms over his head, looking up at the Whomping Willow looming deceptively calmly above them.

"Do you ever wonder about what it would be like to settle down with someone?" he mused. "Even if they really like you, they still might not understand certain aspects of your personality or what's really important to you. What if they don't appreciate your tea ceremonies?"

"I haven't really thought about it," Minghao replied, tone even. "I know that I'd like to settle down eventually, but that seems pretty far off. There are still so many things I want to do first—like graduate from this school that we worked so hard to get into. I'm not enduring racism and xenophobia from narrow-minded Brits to worry about whether some witch from the English countryside appreciates my tea ceremonies. Besides, I do the tea ceremonies for myself, not for other people."

"You're preparing a tea ceremony for me now," Junhui pointed out.

"Yeah, well, that's you."

"Meaning?"

"Meaning you're not on the same level as everyone else," Minghao elaborated. "You're my best friend, and I know you do appreciate my tea ceremonies."

Not even remotely satisfied by the reassurance his best friend was giving him, the Hufflepuff pressed further.

"Will you miss me after I graduate?" Junhui's eyes left the Whomping Willow, dropping back down to observe Minghao's hands as he started to steep the tea leaves in hot water. "Tell me honestly."

"Don't be stupid," Minghao told him flatly and without missing a beat.

"Hey! I was just asking—"

"And I'm telling you again: don't be stupid." Minghao didn't take his eyes off the tea leaves, even as he spoke. "No offense to our friends but you know I'd miss you the most. I can't believe I even have to tell you that."

"It wouldn't hurt you to tell me sometimes! I like the reassurance."

"All of our friends are already talking about how I'm going to try and sneak you into the Ravenclaw dorms every weekend next year. If they know it, then so do you. Now drink your tea."

His tone was not unkind, simply matter-of-fact, the way it often was. Junhui knew that Minghao was nice in his own way, and he definitely cared about him—he just communicated it a little differently.

Having already poured the freshly brewed tea, Minghao carefully slid a teacup across the table towards the Hufflepuff. Junhui simply stared at the cup for a moment, admiring the detail and craftsmanship of the emerald green and gold accent pattern. Tendrils of steam wafted up gently but Junhui knew it would be the perfect temperature. It always was.

"Thank you," he said sincerely, finally picking up his tea and bringing it to his lips.

Minghao hummed in response, picking up his own tea. The fragrance coming from the perfectly steeped jasmine tea leaves filled the chilly February air around them, almost as if they were in their own bubble.

Most days they really were.

Junhui knew that he was really lucky that Minghao had come to Hogwarts at the same time as him, even though they were a year apart. It had been a long and difficult process to get accepted as a second year; and if Headmistress McGonagall had been a less generous woman, he never would've met Minghao—or any of the others. They had been made fun of and harassed from the moment they had arrived, but now—almost at the end of his time at the illustrious school—he wouldn't have done things any differently.

Now, if he could only be as certain about what laid ahead.

"Do you think falling in love is as big of a deal as everyone makes it out to be?" Junhui asked, setting his cup down.

"You're full of existential questions today." Minghao also set his cup down. "I think... that it's probably really nice in its own way... but that it's not the only kind of love that's important. Love comes in all forms and they're all equally necessary and fulfilling. People put all of their eggs in the romantic love basket and then wonder why they're still unhappy when they ditched all their friends for a new relationship."

"So you don't think it's lame that you're having tea with your best friend on Valentine's Day?"

"Of course not." Minghao snorted. "There's nothing else I'd rather be doing. Anyway, do you think it's lame for Mingyu and Wonwoo to be hanging out in the Astronomy Tower of all places doing who knows what when Mingyu has the entire female student population after him?"

"No, not at all," Junhui replied quickly. "They are each other's most important person."

"Exactly." Minghao smiled at his best friend over the rim of his teacup. "Aren't I your most important person?"

"Yes. Always yes," Junhui assured him.

"And you're mine, so don't worry about it anymore," Minghao said, reaching across the table to pat Junhui's shoulder fondly.

"Why do I feel like you're the older one instead of me?"

"Because it's my duty to impart wisdom upon you from time to time," the Ravenclaw informed him matter-of-factly. "It comes with the house."

Junhui rolled his eyes.

"In other news, my mother wrote to me this morning letting me know that one of the girls with whom I attended primary school told her parents that I'm going to a private school in the UK, and so they contacted my parents asking if they had any prospective fiancées in mind for me," Minghao told him. "My pretend pedigreed education is apparently an attractive quality."

"Ah, they're Muggles," Junhui concluded. "Your parents don't have a problem with that, do they?"

"No, definitely not." Minghao shook his head. "I just think it's much more difficult to try and be in relationships with non-magic folk. You have to hide so much, not even just because you think they can't be trusted but because you never know how they're going to take the news. It's a lot of information for most people to handle."

"I don't know, I think my father took it pretty well," Junhui said, thinking back to the story his parents had told him about how his mother had broken the news to her then-boyfriend that she was a witch. "But he is a little odd himself, so I think he was just relieved that she wasn't as normal as he thought she was."

"Your parents are a pretty strange pair," Minghao admitted, "but I like them. They're very nice."

"And your parents are hilarious," Junhui returned, remembering when they had come to the pick-up point at Hogsmeade to take a Portkey back to China for the summer just last year. "You really take after them."

Minghao shrugged.

"Superior genetics."

Junhui snorted into his teacup, blowing bubbles across the surface of the still-hot liquid.

"Don't scoff," Minghao pretended to scold him. "You have the very best best friend you could possibly ask for. You should be grateful."

Still holding the teacup to his face to hide his smile, Junhui nodded in agreement.

"Oh, I am. I always am."

The Library — February 14th (early evening)

"I knew I'd find you here!" Soonyoung exclaimed happily, weaving through the aisles as he skipped towards the study tables.

Jihoon looked up at the Gryffindor, frowning. The table that he was sitting at was covered entirely in books and parchment, a stark contrast to the other empty tables. In fact, his was the only occupied table in the entire library. Madame Pince wasn't even lurking in the shadows as usual, considering that Soonyoung was speaking at louder than an inside voice and she hadn't come over to reprimand him.

"I'm usually here," he deadpanned, looking back down at his work, "the same of which cannot be said for you."

Soonyoung didn't look the least bit offended by Jihoon's words, long since used to his particular form of communication. Undeterred, he looked down at all of the materials spread out on the table, trying to figure out what Jihoon was working on even though it was upside down for him.

"You have to be the only person in the entire school who's studying today!" he pouted, pawing at the parchment nearest to him. "It's Valentine's Day! A day for love! What are you even working on?"

"Getting ahead," Jihoon said shortly, yanking the parchment back from him. "Love can wait."

"Jihoon-ah, you'll work yourself to death," Soonyoung chided him, pulling out the chair opposite the Ravenclaw. "I think you should take a break."

"That's how I like it," Jihoon grumbled, "and I have nothing pressing to attend to tonight, so there's no point in taking a break."

"I came all the way up here, to the library—where I never am, as you correctly pointed out—to find you and you won't pull yourself away from your books to hang out with me?"

Jihoon's quill paused mid-scratch, the only indication that he had heard the seventh year's question, before he continued writing.

"You don't usually ask me to hang out," he said, his tone bordering on indifferent.

"It's not for lack of wanting to. I always want to," Soonyoung admitted. "And I always think you're going to say no, so I never ask."

He thought he could see a faint pink blush on Jihoon's cheeks but it was hard to tell from this angle.

"That's not very Gryffindor of you," Jihoon commented, scribbling away.

"It's the one thing in which I lack courage," Soonyoung huffed. "But to be fair, you're very intimidating, even though you're the cutest person I know."

Jihoon accidentally pressed down on the parchment too hard with his quill, creating an ink blot over the words he was writing. Swearing under his breath, the tips of his ears red, he waved his wand at the offending spot.

"Stop talking nonsense," he hissed, the red flush spreading from his ears to the rest of his face.

"I'm not!" Soonyoung insisted. "I think you're the cutest person in the whole school!"

"Shut up!"

Jihoon wasn't even trying to focus on his work anymore, intent on getting Soonyoung to stop talking before he had a coronary. Not that it was possible. The seventh year was actually very shy—but you would never know it by the way his mouth ran a million miles when he was around his friends. He seemed determined to say his piece and nothing was going to get in the way of him saying it.

"You're always so strict and I think it's because you like it when people listen to you, but you're always doing nice things for people while pretending that you had nothing to do with it," the Gryffindor continued, oblivious to the fact that Jihoon was now bypassing red and heading into scarlet. "Like that time you jinxed those people who had been making fun of Junhui and Minghao when they first arrived. It was so impressive, I remember thinking that you were such a cool and dependable person even back then."

"That's enough!"

"And you're so buff for such a small and cute person." Soonyoung rested his chin on one hand. "You could probably knock me out if you really wanted to. Honestly, please do it, it would be the greatest honor of my life. Anyway, it makes no sense... and yet it makes perfect sense. Everything about you is just... so fascinating."

The Ravenclaw jumped up from his chair, hurling the quill he had been using at Soonyoung, who turned and ducked just in time to watch it sail over his head.

"Whoa! What was that for?"

"Why are you saying all this?" Jihoon demanded. "Did you come up here just to embarrass me?"

Realizing that he and the sixth year were not on the same page in spite of the way he had just gushed about him, Soonyoung shook his head.

Apparently he had not been clear enough.

"Accio quill," he murmured, holding a hand out for the quill Jihoon had thrown at him before offering it back to him. "I'm not trying to embarrass you, although I am sorry if that's how you feel. I'm just trying to tell you how I feel, which is that you scare me but I like it—I like you."

Jihoon snatched his quill back, face still impossibly red.

"You have a funny way of showing it," he snapped. "You have mere months left before you graduate, your timing is nothing if not grossly impeccable."

"I know, I haven't been very brave," Soonyoung said, shrugging, not even the least bit put off by Jihoon's criticism. "I really didn't want to ruin our dynamic or make things weird for the others, but if we hadn't agreed to the no dates rule for the Yule Ball, I would've asked you."

"You said you weren't interested in anyone when Minghao asked you," Jihoon pointed out, narrowing his eyes at him.

"So I lied." Soonyoung started gathering the parchment on the table into a pile. "I haven't exactly told anyone that I've been harboring this secret crush on you for three years. I'm no good at keeping secrets but I was very good at keeping this one. And stop being so pragmatic about this, I'm trying to be romantic."

"I really don't know what you want me to say to all of this," Jihoon said snippily. "You're the last person I expected to confess to having a years-long crush on me."

"How about you say what you want to say?" Soonyoung suggested, a hopeful expression on his face.

Jihoon, having just noticed that the seventh year had compiled all his parchment into a neat stack, slid the pile away from him and across the table, putting everything into his school bag. He then waved his wand, sending his books flying back onto the shelves in their rightful places. When he had stalled enough, he sighed and turned to face the Gryffindor.

"I know we've been friends for my entire time at Hogwarts thus far," he began finally. "I know that I can trust you, that you're telling the truth—that you wouldn't confess just to yank the rug out from under me, as I believe the expression goes. I know all of that, logically, but considering that—as you said—people find me intimidating, it's hard to imagine someone being so earnest about their feelings for me. Most people think I'm too... domineering."

His hands came up to his throat, loosening his blue and bronze tie from around his neck.

"I can't even really say if I like you as more than a friend or not," he said, sounding apologetic. "I didn't think it was a possibility, so I never considered you in that way."

Soonyoung leaned over the table between them, reaching for the Ravenclaw's school bag and hoisting the strap over one shoulder. He maintained eye contact the entire time, willing Jihoon to believe him but also wanting to fluster him just a little bit more.

"But as you said, you know that you can trust me," he pointed out. "Plus, if you think about it, you're a strict taskmaster and I'm a glutton for punishment—we're perfect for each other."

Jihoon tried to wrestle his school bag back from the taller boy, his pale face gaining back the red that had just begun to fade.

"You can't just say things like that!" he hissed.

Soonyoung simply tugged the bag out of his grasp and just out of his reach, smiling cheekily.

"I've waited three years to confess," he reminded him. "Now that the secret's out, I have all sorts of things that I kept to myself that I'm going to say—including how adorable I think you are. Walk with me?"

Jihoon stared up at him for a few moments, expression unreadable. If he thought at all about refusing him, the thought didn't last. Tucking his hands into his pockets, he nodded towards the front of the library.

"Well, after you then."

Slytherin Common Room — February 14th (dusk)

"Hong!"

Joshua didn't even so much as raise his head, instead making an indifferent "mmm" sound in acknowledgement.

He didn't need to look to see who it was—the voice alone was clue enough.

William Bennington the third was an awful homage to the Pureblood Slytherins of old. With generations of English aristocratic breeding to support his claim to everything he wanted in life, he was disliked even within his own house and by many of the portraits in the dungeons; and after seven long years sharing a dormitory with him, he still said "Hong" with a certain sneer that was clearly affected by poorly concealed racism.

At this point, Joshua had been living in the UK long enough to let things roll off his back, but William could've given Draco Malfoy a run for his money with the way he paraded about the school as if he owned it.

"Pretty prince doesn't have a date tonight?" William asked him, dropping down onto the sofa across from him, his tone mocking.

"Not that I'm aware of," Joshua replied pleasantly, still not looking up from his book.

"Hey, it just goes to show you that looks aren't everything in life," the other boy commented snidely. "The girls here won't go after some foreigner with no title. And aren't you a Half-Blood?" he added as an afterthought. "Yeah, that won't do at all."

Joshua turned the page, letting William carry on the conversation by himself. The golden-haired heir to a Potions empire (or so he claimed, Joshua had never bothered to verify this) had been harassing him from the moment he had set foot in the common room first year; and he had long since learned that it was best to let him converse with himself to get everything out of his system before he was satisfied. Not only did William take issue with his race and his blood status, he seemed oddly offended by his appearance as well, referring to him as "pretty" with his tone suggesting that he did not mean it in a positive way.

"Nothing to say?" William asked him softly, noticing that his tirade was falling on deaf ears. "Truth hurts, does it?"

"If you say so." Joshua barely shrugged his shoulders.

Apparently it was the wrong thing to say.

"You think you're better than me?" William demanded, suddenly shooting up from his seat. "That you can sit there like you're royalty and I'm some sort of commoner? I'm far more important than you will ever be!"

Joshua sighed, recognizing that his night would be a lost cause if he didn't address this particular problem promptly, and slipped a tasseled bookmark in between the pages of his book before closing it and looking up at his aggressor for the first time during their previously one-sided confrontation.

"I get that certain things matter to you," he said carefully, "but they don't matter to me—and they don't matter to a lot of people anymore, not even the Slytherins here. I didn't realize that me being dateless on Valentine's Day was of such great significance to you, especially when it's of no significance to me and my evening. Maybe you should be more worried about the fact that you care so much about what I'm doing with my time, alone or otherwise."

William's upper lip curled into a sneer, his eyes narrowing.

"Listen, you filthy—"

"Oh, shut it, Bennington," snapped a voice from behind Joshua.

Joshua turned to look over his shoulder, noticing that Mira Nott had just come from the girls' dormitories and was standing just behind the sofa he was sitting on.

According to Jeonghan—who seemed to always know the latest gossip amongst the various wizarding families—Theodore Nott had settled down with a Pureblood witch from Bulgaria who had graduated from Durmstrang. They had met while Theo had been taking some time away from England and had returned together shortly after their wedding.

While she had been a cute girl when she had first arrived, Mira had grown into an exceptionally pretty young woman by the age of seventeen. Taller than most of the other girls in the school, the first thing that Joshua had noticed about her was that she had perfectly straight posture that adjusted minutely according to her movements. With long, dark curls framing her face, a warm complexion, and high cheekbones, she had the best features of both of her parents—except that she had one brown and one blue eye, both of which were cunning yet also surprisingly kind. Top of the class in at least every class Joshua shared with her, she was also the Slytherin Seeker; and he loved to watch her fly against Seungcheol during matches. Her intellect and athleticism made her a formidable opponent, and their matches were always close ones.

All that being said, Mira was obviously highly sought after—even by William Bennington the third.

"Don't mind him. Joshua," she said to him, a beautiful, wicked smile on her face as she made direct eye contact with William. "If betrothal contracts were still common practice, I would've already asked my father to request a meeting with your parents to discuss one."

Joshua resisted the urge to grin broadly at the way William's face had gone absolutely scarlet, a purple vein starting to make its appearance at his temple.

"You flatter me, Mira," he said to her instead, laying it on a little thick for the benefit of their audience, even as he ignored him. "I don't think I would be opposed to such a meeting. There's still time to write to your parents and mine."

Standing up, he offered her his arm.

"Walk with me?" he asked, every bit the perfect gentleman.

"Of course," she replied, walking around the sofa and linking arms with him.

Triggered by the events taking place right in front of him, their forgotten peer leapt up from his seat, positively quivering with entitled rage.

"Mira! You cannot possibly be thinking about entering a betrothal contract with that Half-Blood foreigner! My father—"

William's deranged bellows were cut off abruptly as the door swung shut behind them.

"I wonder what his father would have to say if he knew that the daughter of a Sacred Twenty-Eight family had filed a complaint with the school governors about the shady little deals William conducts in the prefects' bathroom," Mira said innocently.

Joshua smiled at her, completely enamored. Was there any other witch at this school more perfect than the one looking at him right now?

"You are so ruthless, I love it," he told her.

She tossed her hair over one shoulder, smiling back at him.

"Tell me more."

Hogwarts Quidditch Pitch — February 14th (evening)

"Yoo-hoo! Channie!"

Chan squinted down at the figure waving up at him, figuring out who it was based on the gleaming head of hair.

Camille Archambault, which she had told him meant "bold master"—the girl from the Yule Ball.

It had been almost two months since Christmas and he had met up with the stunning beauty from Beauxbatons a handful of times—a Hogsmeade outing here, a walk on the grounds there. They were what some people might call dating, if a little intensely for something that was supposed to be casual. Translation spells helped bridge the language barrier; and she was sweet, funny, and charming. She was quite good at spells, and she had told him that if she had been a student during the time of the Triwizard Tournament, she would have entered. She liked picnics by the greenhouses and broom rides with her arms wrapped around his waist, coffee with milk poured in delicate swirls and the feeling of his hand intertwined with hers, primrose perfume and the way he got red right before he kissed her.

Sometimes he found himself thinking that he should be a little more cautious with his heart—that he should be waiting for the other foot to drop—but so far he was having fun, and he supposed that was what mattered.

He was surprised that she could tell it was him considering how high up he was, but he did catch her staring at him from the Ravenclaw table quite often. She never looked embarrassed at having been caught—in fact, it only emboldened her and he ended up having to be the one to look away.

"That girl never gets tired of looking at you," Jeonghan had told him once, the disdain in his voice more like that of a disapproving parent rather than an overprotective friend. "I wonder how she manages to concentrate on her studies when she's staring at you all the time. I suppose she'd at least get an Outstanding in Lee Chan."

"Let them be, Hannie," Seungcheol had admonished him gently.

Secretly, Chan wondered what Camille saw in him, exactly. She had been the one to ask him to dance at the Yule Ball and the one to lead him out to the gardens that night. She had also initiated all of their dates so far, as well as most of their shows of affection, which he still hadn't quite gotten used to. After their time together at the ball, he hadn't expected to hear from her again, yet she kept seeking him out. She seemed to have memorized his schedule to account for all the classes she didn't share with him—she always knew where to find him, even when he didn't tell anyone where he was going.

It was flattering, he had to admit.

At the ball, she had asked him how to pronounce his name correctly, repeating it multiple times even after he had told her that she had down—and then proceeded to only refer to him as Channie, saying that it was her cute name for him. One of the other Beauxbatons girls, having only heard Camille call him Channie, tried to use the nickname one morning and the next time he saw her, she was missing her eyebrows.

"Why doesn't she just grow them back?" Mingyu had asked, perplexed.

"If she would, she could," Chan had replied, shrugging. "Camille's really good at spells, the other girl probably can't figure out how to reverse it."

"Wow, you'd better make sure she never gets mad at you."

Privately, he agreed.

That being said, he wondered if she felt like she had to teach him everything—where to put his hands, when to kiss her, what he should say. He had made his lack of experience known that night in the gardens, but she hadn't seemed to mind. She had simply directed him and he took direction well.

And yet... he couldn't help but think it was as though they were caught up in a race in which only she knew where the finish line was—and the thought made him more than a little sweaty-palmed.

Coming back to his senses, he Summoned the Quaffle he had been practicing with and tucked it under one arm. Although he wasn't on the Gryffindor Quidditch team, Chan still liked to fly. It brought him peace and helped clear his mind, and on an evening when he figured he had no plans, it was the perfect way to spend his time.

I guess I have plans now, he thought to himself.

He circled the goalposts on the far right side of the pitch, making a nose dive and pulling up straight just as his toes skimmed the grass. He dismounted smoothly, giving Camille a friendly smile as he approached her, Nimbus 3000 broom in one hand and Quaffle in the other.

"Hi, Camille," he greeted her. "What can I do for you this evening?"

"Bon soir, Channie," she returned, smiling prettily at him. "I admit, I am a little disappointed that you did not come looking for me today. I was hoping that we could spend some time together."

"Ah, I wasn't aware that that was what you wanted," he told her sheepishly. "It's Valentine's Day and we're not, you know, official, so I didn't think you would want to do anything."

"Channie, Channie, Channie." Camille shook her golden blonde head. He caught sight of delicate pearl strand earrings dangling from her ears, a matching set with the string of pearls around her neck. "I am going back to France at the end of term, do you think I want to waste time going slow?"

"I wouldn't think it was a waste of time," he protested, cheeks growing pink. "I just... haven't really hung out with a lot of girls. You move kind of fast."

"Oh, I know, mon chéri, it is what makes you one of the good boys," she said, touching his cheek, her expression fond. "I always enjoy our time together, and I think it would be silly to not make the most of the time we have left, non?"

Chan dropped the Quaffle on the grass and placed his own hand over her hand on his face.

Being with Camille was like one ongoing surprise party. Sure, it was fun, but it also kind of gave him a heart attack. Even though he always did his best to try and read her mind before she actually executed any of her plans, he more often than not found himself unprepared. It was a little jarring to be caught unawares as many times as he had been since they had started seeing each other, but he knew that he had to enjoy the ride while it lasted.

She was, after all, leaving at the end of term.

"Let me shower first?" he asked her.

She tilted her head to the side to press her lips to his other cheek.

"Meet me at the entrance to the grounds in half an hour," she murmured in his ear. "I'll be waiting."

The Gilded Phoenix (Private Room) — February 14th (night)

"You know I really didn't need all of this," Jeonghan said, taking a sip from the glass of elf wine he was holding daintily in one hand. "We could have stayed at school and I would have been just as happy."

"I know, but it's our last year at Hogwarts. Maybe it sounds kind of childish... but I just wanted to do something to commemorate our last year as kids," Seungcheol told his boyfriend honestly, shrugging. "Life is going to change pretty dramatically once we graduate. I feel like we're never going to have this kind of peace again."

"So you wanted to live in this bubble of youthful innocence one last time," Jeonghan guessed.

"Exactly."

"We're still going to be kids when we graduate," Jeonghan said thoughtfully. "The Wizarding World in the UK moves so fast, it's amazing how anyone manages to find something stable so soon after graduation."

"Are you planning on going home?" Seungcheol asked him.

"Yes, for a while. My parents will want to see me—and they'll want to see you as well."

"I think I'll go home for a little while, too." Seungcheol ran a finger around the rim of his wine glass absentmindedly. "There's this famous producer based in London whom I'm trying to get an internship with, though. I'll need to find a job so that I can get a flat nearby if I get accepted."

"Darling, you know that you don't have to work if you don't want to," the Slytherin reminded him. "I don't have to work if I don't want to, and I'm more than capable of taking care of both of us. Besides, my family loves you. We'd be married as soon as we landed on Korean soil if it were up to them."

"Spoiled rich kid," Seungcheol teased.

"You love me," Jeonghan flirted back.

"Always." Seungcheol took Jeonghan's hand, his thumb skimming the tops of his knuckles affectionately. "Look, I appreciate you offering to support me financially, but I want to be able to do things on my own, whatever I choose to pursue."

"Your music has always been important to you. You're an artist. You could... simply think of me as your patron," Jeonghan suggested.

"Hannie—"

"I mean it," Jeonghan insisted. "You would be focusing on making music without worrying about your finances. It's not like I would be paying for you to stay idle. I'm sure I could also come up with work for you."

"I really can't accept," Seungcheol said firmly, "so please don't ask me to."

Jeonghan set down his wine glass with a huff.

"You never let me do anything for you!" the Slytherin exclaimed, eyes narrowed dangerously. "I always indulge this little... complex you seem to have about being perceived as the provider, but you know that that concept is extremely outdated. There is no hunter-gatherer dynamic in the twenty-first century."

"You think this is about my masculinity?" Seungcheol asked incredulously.

"Yes, I do!" Jeonghan snapped. "I let you open jars for me and move my furniture around because I know it makes you feel useful. The least you could let me do is use the resources I have to help you!"

The Gryffindor leaned back in his chair, staring at his boyfriend in disbelief.

"So that's how you really see me," he said flatly.

Jeonghan sighed, deflating at once.

"Cheollie, it's not that I see you as some sort of caveman," he said sadly. "You help me all the time. I just want to be able to help you for once."

Seungcheol's expression softened. He knew that Jeonghan just wanted to help—he was generous to a fault, and throwing his money at problems was his way of trying to make things better. There was some truth to what he was saying, though—his ego wouldn't let him allow his boyfriend to pay all the bills while he tried to make it as an artist.

"You do help me," he murmured, taking both of Jeonghan's hands in his. "You help me every day just by existing. I'm already taking advantage of the fact that you wake up every morning still wanting to be with me."

"You're stupid," Jeonghan huffed, eyes watery. "You big, stupid man. You're not taking advantage of anything. Sometimes I wish you would!"

"Alright, point taken." Seungcheol chuckled, gently smacking the palm of one of Jeonghan's hands. "I mean it, though. Do you know how coveted you are by most of the student body?"

"Of course everyone wants me," the Slytherin scoffed. "As they should. It doesn't mean that they can have me. I'm yours, and I always will be."

Seungcheol smiled at him.

"I know."

"So will you let me bankroll your endeavors in music?" Jeonghan asked hopefully.

Seungcheol stared at him for a moment, considering.

"I'll think about it," he said finally.

"I suppose that's the best offer I'm going to get." Jeonghan sighed dramatically, picking his wine glass back up. "Life doesn't have to be so hard, you know. If there's an easy way, you should take it, never mind your moral qualms regarding classism and the way the one percent uses their wealth to get ahead in life."

"Hannie, you're the one percent," Seungcheol pointed out dryly.

"And what about it?" he sassed back.

"Nothing, you're the most benevolent benefactor in all the land," the Gryffindor said primly.

Jeonghan reached across the table and tugged his boyfriend forward by his black tie, leaning in to whisper in his ear.

"Only for you."

The Black Lake — February 14th (early evening)

Vernon paced back and forth anxiously on the far shore of the Black Lake. He had tasked a pair of what he hoped were reliable second-year Hufflepuffs to locate Seungkwan and bring him to the Black Lake, where he would get in a boat that he had charmed to row itself across the water. He had spent more of half of the time between the day he had talked to Seungcheol and Valentine's Day panicking over what to do, then spent the remaining time trying to get everything together, including practicing the spell to make the boat row itself for several days. That morning, he had packed a picnic basket full of all of his boyfriend's favorite things, as well as a blanket, and he hoped that his sincerity would come across.

Before they had started a relationship, Vernon and Seungkwan had been friends, and even then they had done something small and quiet for previous Valentine's Days, just because there was no one else they'd rather have spent that time with—and because Vernon had spent his first five years at Hogwarts avoiding any girls who even looked at him longer than necessary. So really, he didn't need to worry. Seungkwan just happened to be his boyfriend now—it wasn't as though he needed to be impressed further.

Vernon looked down at the picnic basket sitting on the rather cliché red and gold patterned blanket and wondered if it was enough.

Maybe I should have gotten flowers? he fretted.

It wasn't so much about the fact that it was Valentine's Day than it was about how much Vernon had been worrying about Seungkwan since his late friend's birthday.

Every time the Gryffindor had tried to approach his boyfriend to try and get him to open up, Seungkwan had always come up with excuses for why he couldn't talk and would busy himself with something else. It was frustrating, of course, but it was more anxiety-inducing than anything—and more than once Vernon wondered if he was just a really bad significant other who didn't know how to talk to his partner just right in order to get him to confide in him.

"Agh!"

Startled out of his own self-wallowing, Vernon looked up to see the boat that he had charmed to carry Seungkwan across the lake rocking back and forth wildly—with Seungkwan in it.

Privately, Vernon was relieved that the boat was already pretty close to shore, but he didn't think that his boyfriend would see it that way—and definitely not after the boat tipped to one side, dumping Seungkwan into the lake that was surely still freezing.

"Oh, no," Vernon muttered, covering his face with his hands. "He's going to kill me. He's going to kill me then bring me back so that he can kill me again."

Peeking through the gaps in his fingers, he watched as Seungkwan swam the remaining distance from where the boat had tipped over to the shore, weighed down by his school robes. A fairly decent swimmer from his years spent growing up on an island, Seungkwan was letting his fury propel him forward with surprising strength. Dripping wet and looking absolutely furious, he stomped up the bank towards Vernon, who silently sent prayers heavenward and hoped someone heard him.

"Hansol Vernon Chwe!" The Hufflepuff tore through his full name. "You'd better have a good explanation for this!"

Not my government name, Vernon grimaced.

Lowering his hands from his face, he said uncertainly, "Happy... Valentine's Day?"

Seeing that Seungkwan was opening his mouth to deliver what would probably be the human equivalent of a Howler message on a Monday morning in front of the entire Great Hall, Vernon interrupted.

"Look, I didn't mean for you to get dumped into the lake!" he blurted out. "I've been planning everything since the beginning of the month and with everything else, I didn't have that much time to practice the spell on the boat. It was just supposed to bring you across the lake without you having to do anything, I swear!"

Seungkwan held up an index finger, cutting him off. Vernon shut his mouth abruptly, anxious, as his boyfriend leaned his body to one side and peered over his shoulder at the blanket laid out behind him with the picnic basket.

"Kwannie," Vernon began.

Seungkwan made a noise, his index finger still raised. He inhaled deeply—dramatically—then lowered his finger.

"You planned all of this?" he asked.

Vernon nodded rapidly.

Seungkwan exhaled.

"Okay, walk me through your vision." The Hufflepuff gestured with his hands for his boyfriend to proceed. "Tell me what was going through your mind when you came up with all this. I want to know."

"Well, it's our first Valentine's Day together as a couple." Vernon scratched the back of his neck awkwardly. "And I know that you've been really sad since Binnie's birthday..." When he noticed Seungkwan had stiffened at the mention of his friend, he said defensively, "I tried to talk to you about it so many times but you wouldn't talk to me! I thought that maybe I was doing something wrong, or that you felt like you couldn't trust me to open up... so I talked to Seungcheol hyung."

"And he told you to drown your boyfriend in the Black Lake?" Seungkwan deadpanned.

"He told me that I should use Valentine's Day as an opportunity to show you that you're not alone," Vernon corrected him gently.

Seungkwan huffed, wringing the water out of his robes as he avoided looking at the Gryffindor. Vernon watched him for several minutes while he fussed over his water-logged clothes before he finally straightened up and took a few steps closer to him.

Vernon held his breath.

He's going to break up with me, he chanted in his head. He's realized how bad I am at this whole relationship thing and he is going to break up with me.

"I'm only going to say this once, so you'd better listen," Seungkwan told him sternly, holding his face securely between wet hands. "Well, not only once, because I will always tell you good things about yourself so that you're aware of your own worth, but regardless! Me not talking to you about Binnie has nothing to do with how good of a boyfriend—or even how good of a friend—you are. You are doing wonderfully, I promise. Do you understand? Nod for yes, shake for no."

Vernon nodded, face still trapped between Seungkwan's hands.

"It's very difficult for bossy people like me to let go," the Hufflepuff continued, trying to sound flippant. "We need to be taken care of just like everyone else, but we're not very good at letting other people take care of us. And it shows in our dynamic, even after we got together," he added, using one hand to gesture between Vernon and himself. "So me avoiding talking to you every time you tried to talk to me about Binnie is not because you're not good at being supportive, because you are—it's because I'm not good at being vulnerable. Understand? Nod for yes, shake for no."

Vernon nodded again.

"I appreciate the effort you put into this." Seungkwan smiled at him, the effect only slightly diminished by his bangs still dripping water onto his face. "I appreciate the effort you put into us, all the time; and I'm sorry that I made you feel as though I didn't."

"I know how hard it is for you to say sorry first," Vernon teased, his voice muffled by the squishing of his cheeks. "So I appreciate it."

"Yah!" Seungkwan pinched his cheeks gently. "But you're right, and I really am sorry. You're an amazing boyfriend and I love you." Vernon jumped, not expecting the sudden declaration when neither of them had never said those words before. Noticing this thanks to his grip on his face, Seungkwan only held on more firmly. "Do you understand? Nod for yes, shake for no."

Unable to do anything else, Vernon nodded.

"Good."

Seungkwan loosened his grasp and stroked the apples of Vernon's cheeks with his thumbs affectionately.

"Because I do. Love you, I mean. Since first year, when you told those boys off in class for bullying me," he clarified unnecessarily. "I knew then and there that you were someone I could count on, and you've proven time and time again how right I was—although, of course, I've never been wrong in my life. So I'll tell you that I love you all the time, because you need to hear it. I want you to hear it and know that I mean it, because I've never meant anything more in my entire existence on this wretched planet."

Vernon swallowed.

"Kwannie, I—"

Seungkwan stopped him, putting a hand over his mouth.

"Tell me when you're ready," he said. "I'll still love you then, even if you make me wait for a long time. But don't make me wait too long, okay? Nod for yes, shake for no."

Vernon nodded.

[herwonderland7]

CHAPTER 3 — KINGDOM OF ESTELLEA

CHARACTERS ― Riana Aera Morian, MJ (ASTRO), Cha Eunwoo (ASTRO), Moonbin (ASTRO), Rocky (ASTRO), Jung Jia Valentia Neolas, Kim Minhyung Noah, Kim Royoung Daniel, Aretha Anthia Morian, Elexis Violeta Doukas, Zen Alberto

GENRE ― fantasy, nct!prince, nct!royalty, nct!as!vampires, nct!as!wolves

WORDS ― 3152

WARNINGS/AUTHOR’S NOTE ― Mention of Blood and Stab Wound.

SUMMARY ― Aera finds herself in a surrounding where she isn’t too familiar.

Aera falls in a thud as soon as the portal opens – with her basically rolling out with a loud groan coming out from her.

“Argh..” Aera let out a groan with a mixture of a sigh. She thanked the gods that she was literally being transported to a bush rather than a concrete floor – since she is feeling a sharp pain somewhere below her body.

Slowly opening her eyes, the bright skies greeted her which explained why her sight was quite bright even if her eyes were closed.

As she tried to sit up, she was met by a sharp pain on her hip. Aera looked down and let out a sharp gasp – to see a knife basically stuck onto her own flesh. 

“That explains the pain.” She muttered to herself, gulping her own lump on her throat. She wasn’t afraid of the pain, she was afraid of the redness she is seeing now – which is her own blood  basically trickling down the stabbed wound.

“Freaking—

She cursed herself after taking the small knife out of her – now feeling the tremendous pain, throwing it aside as she tried to get her breathing to a normal speed.

‘It hurts to move,’

Aera tore out a part of her inner shirt – to make a bandage for the meantime for her wound. After finishing the small problem, Aera now fully looked around. She couldn’t tell if she was in Aerina. 

She didn’t even know if she was in Wonderland or not.

But all she knows is that she is somehow in a garden, a back garden – seeing a small statue surrounded by bushes leading to a path. Aera slowly stood up though it hurt.

Sighing, Aera took a step at a time while clutching onto her wounded part as she ventures out. 

‘It looks like nobody's around..?’ Aera looked around again, trying to see if there is anyone around but after seeing every corner, there is literally no one. 

Shrugging slightly, she followed the path and that’s when she was met by a short garden maze.

But her eyes followed to the front as her gaze met up. Though it was foggy, she could tell that she had stepped foot in a castle. Aera looked behind, and her eyes went slightly wide to see more fog appearing to where she was previously.

Aera quickly went ahead without looking back, and now her sight turned hazy the more she stepped forward – causing her to let out small coughs.

“Why does it turn foggy all of a sudden?” Aera commented, as she was swatting around the air. Now she thinks the surroundings were playing with her – it turns foggy purposely.

The more she walked ahead, the more her sight turned hazy.

Just as she took a step forward, she felt a tip of sharp blade right behind her back – which caused her to stand frozen. All of a sudden, the haze that was surrounding her started to disappear slowly.

Now revealing where she is standing.

In front of her, she could see the inside castle through the huge clear window.

Now she didn’t dare to look behind – not knowing what or whom is literally pointed at her. But she knows there is someone.

“Didn’t know someone had the guts to enter here, usually they would be killed instantly if trespassers come by.” Whoever this person is, he is sure is taunting Aera just by how his voice sounded.

Aera slowly held up both of her hands - though she felt a sharp pain on her wounded hip which caused both of her hands to gripped onto the wound, that’s when she felt the sharp blade again at her back.

“Okay, okay! Relax! I’m hurt!” Aera groaned annoyingly, at the same time turning back slowly while gripping onto her hip.

As soon as she turned around, she met with the man who was somehow taunting her. 

It wasn’t just one. There were two.

One of them gasps with his eyes widening the more he stares at Aera, “Oh my god, Binnie…” 

Aera looks at the both of them – judging how they were dressed. She could see an emblem on their collars, now she knows she is literally in a kingdom. But she couldn’t tell which kingdom it was. 

She couldn’t even remember the previous kingdoms in Wonderland.

‘I’m so dead.’

She could only gulp in fear while one of her hands was gripping onto her wound.

As she was staring into these two men hardened, she could feel her stance becoming nauseous. Aera could guess it’s either because of her getting weaker or because of the wound.

“I..” Just as she was trying to let out a word, she could feel her body collapse.

And before her vision turns into darkness, she could see one of the figures catching her – feeling herself in someone’s arms before she fully passed out.

“Thank you for the breakfast, I’ll get going now.” Jia thanked the royal housemaids as soon as she finished her breakfast, as always, before excusing herself as she grabbed her book. This was her usual routine.

Breakfast, have a walk around the castle, read the book by the back-garden, lunch, horse-riding, reading again, dinner, and head to bed. 

This has been going on for nearly a month since she just graduated from royal school.

She had been granted the green light by her father – by writing through letters if she could switch school to a public one, which was to her Uncle Doyoung’s school named School of Neo. 

She wanted to go since most of her cousins enrolled there, and knowing soon all of her own siblings will be enrolling there too.

Just as she had her usual walkabouts, Jia heard rushed footsteps coming from the back.

“Jia!” A familiar knowing voice called, and as she turned behind, she saw two familiar faces.

“Minhyung! Royoung!” Jia called, waving towards the two boys who were running towards her. Minhyung and Royoung are Queen Anthia and Prince Doyoung’s sons, they are the first born and they are twins.

“What are you doing here? Is Auntie Anthia here?”

Minhyung smiled slightly, “No. We are here with our father.”

Jia’s face fell slightly, “Oh…”

“Don’t be sad, Jia. You’ll see her soon, she’s just busy for now. Right, Min?” Royoung turned towards his twin who was nodding. The twins knew that Jia had looked up to the twins’ mother as a mother figure ever since Queen Aera left.

“Right.” Minhyung nodded, “Anyway, did anything happen yesterday?” 

Jia frowned slightly towards his question. “What do you mean?”

Minhyung glanced towards his twin – Royoung frowning down towards his cousin.

“Yesterday, in Aerina, the stars in the skies.. They were being.. Odd..” Royoung said slowly, head tilted slightly. Jia’s eyes widen slowly, now she gets his question.

“Oh!” Jia exclaimed. “In Neo too! I mean, yesterday, the stars were playing hide and seek too!” She explains, causing Minhyung and Royoung to look at each other.

“And I assume the barrier too..?” Minhyung looks at Jia with a slight wince, seeing her nodding.

Royoung clicked his tongue in confusion, “..But nothing bad happened yesterday, so why did the barrier appear?”

“That’s the thing, Ro.” Minhyung turned towards his twin. “..It means something happened. Don’t you listen to your history lessons’ in Dad’s school?” Minhyung looks at him in disbelief.

“..The barrier only appears when dark magic is involved. That was what the barrier is for. Protection from dark magic that Queen Aera had done before… she left.” Minhyung explains softly at the end, his eyes falling towards Jia who’s eyes were downcast.

“I miss her.” Jia muttered – she wasn’t afraid to be vulnerable in front of her cousins. In fact, they had seen the Jung siblings break down in Aerina’s tradition of celebrating Queen Aera’s birthday. 

“We all do, Jia.” Minhyung ruffled the young one’s hair, while Royoung had his arm on her shoulders’ – pushing her slightly into his arms, as he hugged her.

The twins had heard stories about Queen Aera – most of the stories were heroic, but most were quite funny regarding her everyday lives in the palace. Which is why she is loved by many, especially by King Jaehyun.

The twins accompany Jia on her walkabouts as they go to the main floor – that’s when she sees Yoel running towards their way.

“Jia! Jia!” Yoel yelled out, with Jia basically frowning towards the older one. “You know if the royal housemaids caught you running—

“Father is back! C’mon!” Yoel didn’t waste any time to grab Jia’s hand, as they ran off from the twins – which they decided to run after the Jung siblings.

“You sure it’s her? What if it’s the Ice Warlock doing—

“We’ll know if it’s his doing, MJ.”

“And besides, no one can duplicate a human’s blood. Look, and I don’t think it’s the Ice Warlock this time.”

“Eunwoo’s right. And look at her finger….”

“..She is really pretty not gonna—

“MJ!!!”

Aera frowns at the voices that didn’t even bother to whisper. It was as if they were having a full conversation, not minding she was there. She could feel her eyes fluttering, her vision starting to focus as well as seeing faces basically looking down at her.

Once her vision has turned focused, Aera out of nowhere sat up which caused some of the unrecognisable faces to shriek while taking a step back. 

Her eyes went downcast, seeing that she had fully changed into a white pyjamas-dress. Pyjamas in a dress. Aera frowned slightly, kind of little concerned about the fact that men had changed for her.

“Don’t worry, we had a female housemaid changed for you.” One of them states her worries, causing Aera to widen her eyes slightly.

“You can read minds?” Aera speaks quietly, the others kind of look towards each other.

“Well, we’re not vampires.” Another spoke, “..We are Estelleans. We are fairies, each one of us has powers and mind reading is one of them.”

‘Estelle… Which century is this?’

“Century sounds old, your majesty. First thing first, allow us to introduce ourselves. My name is Myungjun, in short, MJ.” He introduced himself first, flashing a wide smile.

“I’m Rocky, or you can call me Minhyuk. This is Eunwoo,” He pointed towards the prince-like looking one.

“..And this is Moonbin..” Eunwoo pointed towards an individual at the back who was leaning against the door – Aera could only look towards them, kind of in awe.

She quietly had her feet landed on the cold floor, she tried to stand up but her stance was wobbly causing some of the guys to go towards her – the first to reach her was Eunwoo since he was nearer to her.

“I’m afraid you have to lie down for now, your majesty. Your wound is kind of deep.” Eunwoo warned, eyes deeply gazed onto hers. Aera sighed softly as she was being sat on the bed.

“...How were you stabbed anway? How did you get into that situation in the first place?” MJ asked casually, earning a few disbelief looks from his own members. They were giving him the look of respect since he is literally speaking to the Queen of Wonderland.

Aera looks at him with a small smile – before sighing. “..By the Dark-Elf. I was stabbed by the Dark-Elf in my museum.”

Moonbin’s eyes widened, his eyes meeting his other members.

“W-wait, you’re saying the Dark-Elf was on Earth?” Rocky questioned in awe, which Aera nodded. “In-fact he disguised himself as Jaehyun – which got my attention.”

Eunwoo was now staring at Aera with full of concern – before he turned towards MJ who was already looking worried then turning towards Moonbin and Rocky who were standing at the back, mirroring the look of MJ.

“I think you need to inform the rest.” MJ turned towards Rocky and Moonbin who gave a nod towards the older one – before bowing towards Aera as they excused themselves.

Aera watched them leave. “Where are they going?”

“Writing to Neo, Athenian and—

“So I am in Wonderland!” Aera exclaims happily, earning a shocking look from Eunwoo as he chuckled to see how elated she is. 

“Yes, your maj–

“Call me, Aera.” She turned towards MJ. “All of you, call me Aera. We are way past the titles, after you saved me.” Her gaze turned towards Eunwoo who looked like he was in a daze.

Now he knows why everyone loves Aera – it’s her personality.

“For the meantime, you can’t move.” MJ winced as he looked at her hips. “So maybe we could tell you stories of what happened in Wonderland while you are here till you fully recover?”

“We know you would want to return to Aerina as soon as possible.” Eunwoo continued with a small smile, which Aera nodded with a wide smile.

“Something went wrong with the constellations last night. Has been fixed by God Leon. Apologies from the Athenian household, written by the twins, Prince Jonah and Prince Joel.” Anthia read from the neat-handwriting that was from the Athenian household.

“I wonder what happened.” Anthia muttered to herself as she folded the paper, looking towards the bright sky. The Queen of Aerina was sitting on her usual desk – going on her royal routine which was checking on the reports.

She checks on each update from different parts of Wonderland – seeing if Aerina needed to support some parts but so far, there was none thanks to King Jaehyun who had been travelling around Wonderland for the past few months by sea.

Anthia puts away the documents and letters neatly as a sign that she had concluded her day when her eyes travelled towards various moving picture frames. 

There were pictures of the big family of Neo and Aerina together, pictures of her own children with Aurelia and Aera’s children, and lastly pictures of herself and her two younger sisters. Anthia could feel herself smiling as she went through the pictures, with memories behind them.

The last picture, was a moving picture of Aera basically laughing, standing at the back-garden of Aerina. She was wearing a simple dress – she wasn’t in her Scarlet Witch form.

Anthia grabbed the picture frame of Aera, analysing her face that looked too happy in the future – it made Anthia smile naturally. 

‘I hope you are happy out there, Aera.’

Sighing shakily, Anthia quickly put down the picture frame as she stood up from her office chair – Anthia quickly got out of the office room, to already see a familiar figure waiting for her down the hallway.

“Everything good?” 

Anthia’s voice made the figure turn towards her way – seeing a small smile as she bowed towards Anthia. 

“Yes, I called one of the general’s in Neo Kingdom. They said everything is back to normal.” Violeta reassured with a smile, walking beside Anthia as they headed down the stairs.

“It’s kind of weird, don’t you think?” Anthia turned towards Violeta. “The stars are fading, and it reappears again. Not to mention the barriers activated itself..?”

Violeta sighs a little loudly, “.... To think about it, Wonderland has always been weird so I can’t say much about the stars. The Athenians are the ones responsible for that.” Violeta paused, as her steps started to slow down.

“As for the barriers,” As Violeta trailed off, this caused Anthia to turn towards the General with a small frown. 

Anthia started to work with Violeta ever since Aera left Wonderland – and now she understands why Aera trusted Violeta so much, even Aera had put her life in Violeta’s hands when she needed saving.

“...Jaehyun said it only activates when dark magic is involved.” Violeta whispered slightly, not wanting the housemaids that were walking passed by them to hear their conversation.

“I heard even Morian’s barrier has opened too, father called me just now.” Anthia informed quietly, which Violeta nodded. Now this made both of them frown deeply.

“..But, nothing bad happened yesterday.. So why...?” Anthia continued, while Violeta stood in front of the Queen.

“Maybe someone or something wanted to break into the castle, but failed to do whatever they were trying.” Violeta guessed, which Anthia shook her head while sighing through her nose. She was frustrated because it has been a while since this happened.

The last time it happened, she received direct news from Jia, one of Jaehyun and Aera’s children. It was revealed that the Ice Warlock was trying to enter Aerina but failed due to Aera’s protection barrier.

“It can’t be the Ice Warlock,” Anthia said in disbelief and Violeta was about to reply when rushed footsteps were heard – seeing a very familiar figure walking towards them.

“Zen, you look like you were being chased by maidens.” Violeta teased, wiggling her brows towards the Queen – seeing Anthia shaking her head to Violeta’s forever teasing towards Zen who was glaring towards the General.

“What is it, Zen?” Anthia looked towards Zen who was gripping onto a letter a little too hard. Zen’s composure straightens, he looks a little too nervous to say the next words.

“It’s from Athenian.” Zen said – Anthia gesturing Zen to continue his words. “They said that Queen Aera is in Wonderland.”

Anthia froze on the spot, while Violeta was looking towards the letter – she didn’t even ask Zen for the letter as she snatched it away from his grip. Her eyes moved left and right in a speed where no one had seen her read before.

There was a smile coming from Violeta as she turned towards Anthia, “Anthia, Aera is back! She’s finally back!” 

Anthia’s eyes fluttered in tears, as she broke out into a smile. “..Where is she now? H-How..?”

“That’s the thing, your majesty.” Zen quietly said before pulling another letter out towards the two ladies which Anthia quickly got ahold of.

Just like Violeta, she reads at a fast pace, causing her to gasp – a worried frown was shown on her face.

“What? What happened?” Violeta questioned at the same peering onto the letter – a look of concern formed slowly as she reads the letter.

I received a letter from the Athenian Kingdom that the Gods and Goddes of Constellations were supposed to transport Queen Aera to Athenian, but they made a mistake on transporting the Queen to Estellea. 

Queen Aera is in Estellea castle right now under Prince Eunwoo, Prince Rocky, Prince Moonbin and Prince MJ’s care. 

I have examined the wound from Queen Aera’s and it was from the Dark Elf. 

Prince Eunwoo has also told me that Queen Aera has been attacked by the Dark-Elf on Earth, which was impossible. As we have lived in Wonderland for centuries, we only know a powerful being could travel to Earth.

Perhaps our greatest fear has come true?

If it is, we have to get ready, your majesty.

Do visit Estellea to see Queen Aera as she is waiting for you.

Yours Sincerely,

Prince Jinwoo, JINJIN of Estellea Kingdom

𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 (𝐜.𝟐) ⤄ 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 (𝐜.𝟒)

her wonderland : for infinity [the 3rd adventure]

[ult-bee]

A tribute to my Moon

In the news of Moonbin's death, I've been really struggling but I thought I'd share something amusing and cute about my journey with Astro. Not many know but Astro was my first ever kpop group. One day I was bored and watching web dramas and stumbled upon "To Be Continued" and I immediately fell in love. Moonbin was immediately my bias(I will admit that later Rocky became my bias but Moonbin has always had a special place in my heart and was my biad wreaker). Moonbin's smile and personality always stuck out to me and brought me comfort. Anyways so I have been with them since late 2016 when they were still relatively new.

The other day I decided to look through my old writing and found a folder called "Kpop Writing" I immediately opened and read all of them as I had forgotten about them and was curious. I was immediately shocked to find a piece I wrote in 2017. It was about Astro. So today I thought I'd share that piece completely unedited cause I want it to stay in the happy awful writing of my 16-year-old self. If I had continued writing this I would have totally made Moonbin the love interest. Anyways if you want to read some pretty bad writing here it is. Rest in peace, my sweet Moonbin.

Sprinting down the cobble streets feet aching. Then suddenly slam and I’m down on the ground. Coffee drips from an empty cup, the rest, all on me. Not even a single drop on the person I crashed into. I sigh wanting to scream. I was already late for my crappy job as a Batista but now I was covered in coffee. And it wasn’t just coffee it had whipped cream and caramel. I look up to the person in front of me. They are tall and the sun blocks there face from my eyes. I jump up quickly.

“I’m so sorry! Here let me pay!” I say quickly pulling out money.

“No it’s alright! If anything I should be giving you something.” He pauses, “Oh, here.” He pulls a hoodie from his backpack.

“This literally is what I need I was just heading to my job, thank you. How can I get this back to you?” I nervously look up to see a very tall dark haired boy in front of me.

“Don’t just keep it.” He says.

“At least give me your number I need to pay you back.” I mumble.

“Alright.” He smiles. I hand him my phone and he puts in his info.

“Alright great. I’ll text you. Bye.” I say and run off. I rush all the way to my job stumbling over my feet.

           “Your late.” I hear as I stumble through the door.

           “I know, I'm sorry. I ran into someone and got coffee spilled all over me.” I mumble putting my apron on over the hoodie he gave me.

          “Well luckly you work with coffee.” Sara says coming around the corner with a drink in her hand.

        “Sure that's what you call it, lucky.” I turn around as the door rings, signalling a customer. “Good morning.” I say.

        “Morning.” A voice says cheerfully. I turn around to see a group of 6 boys. One looks very familiar.

        “Its you.” The boy says staring at you.

       “I'm just as surprised.” I mumble.

       “What do you mean?” The tallest says staring at me. He plays with his newly dyed hair.

       “I know, this is the girl he ran into.” The shortest says smiling a almost cheesy smile.

       “More like I ran into him, again sorry. Anyways what can I get for you?”

      “Six hot chocolates please.” The shortest says.

      “How much?” The tallest says pulling out money.

     “I’ll pay. I did ruin his other drink.” I say smiling.

    “No you shouldn't.” The guy from before says.

    “What why?” I ask.

    “How about you come to our practice and tell us if its good?” The tallest one says. I look at him confused. He seems the youngest of the six which fits with his randomness.

    “Yeah!” The shortest says.

    “What do you mean?” I ask.

    “Were trainees.” The guy from before says.

    “Oh. Alright I'll come.” I say and smile.

    “Y/n have the day off. Go change and have fun.” Sara says from behind me.

    “Really? Thank you.” I say and practically jump up and down. I grab my stuff and take off my apron. I meet them outside and smile.

    “Hi. I’m MJ.” The shortest says shaking my hand, I smile. “This is Sanha.” He says pointing to the tallest one who looks the youngest. “The two shorties over there are Rocky and JinJin.” He says pointing to a dark brown hair boy and a dyed blonde boy. He called them short yet there taller than him. I laugh.

     “I’m Moonbin and he’s Eunwoo.” The guy from before says and points to the dark haired boy next to him.

     “Nice to meet you I'm Y/n.” I say shyly and smile.

     “Come on it's cold.” Sanha whines and runs off towards the tall entertainment building. I laugh and follow after the boys. I walk beside Moonbin and look at him nervously.

     “I'm really sorry about before.” I say.

    “Don't be. I wasn't looking either.” He says smiling down at me.

    “When should I get this back to you.” I ask pulling at the hoodie.

    “I already told you just keep it. It looks cute anyways.” He says and I see a slight pink on his cheeks making me blush and smile.

     “Alright.” I mumble hugging the to big hoodie around me. We walk through the doors of the building and I stop in awe. The building is huge and modern. It has pictures lining the wall of people I know from kpop and TV.

     “Cool right?” The boy named Rocky says.

     “Yeah.” I mumble looking over at him.

     “Come on let's go to the practice room.” Sanha says excitedly and grabs my hand pulling me forward.

     “Alright.” I say smiling at his childishness. We walk down long halls and I'm pretty sure were lost until he pulls me into a dance studio. My eyes widen. This is the biggest practice room I've seen.

     “Here sit down.” Sanha say pulling me to the couch at the front. I sit and watch as he runs off to the others. Music starts to play from the speakers and the boys dance. I stare in amazement as they don't mess up.

     The music stops and there all huffing and puffing. I jump up and clap happily.

     “That was amazing!” I say.

     “Thanks.” Jinjin says leaning on Eunwoo.

     “Here you are.” A man says entering the room. “Were going to talk about tomorrow's schedule.” He says to the boys then trails off as he spots me. “Who’s this?”

     “This is Y/n.” Sanha says happily as I bow my head.

     “Sorry for intruding.” I say.

     “Its alright.” He says and pauses, “Have you ever thought about going into the entertainment business.” He says after a minute.

     “I thought about it but was nervous.” I mumble.

     “Can you dance, sing, or rap?” He asks walking closer.

    “I like to but I don't think it's any good.” I say shyly.

    “Can you show us?” He says sitting on the couch.

    “I guess.” I say shyly.

    “Yeah! You'll do great!” Mj yells running to the couch. The boys follow with faces of slight shock. They all sit down.

     “Don't feel like you have to.” Rocky says.

     “Its ok.” I mumble shyly. “What first?”

     “Dance please.” The man says smiling.

     “Alright.” I mumble. Someone starts the music and Bts Dope plays. I smile happily, I had just choreographed a dance to this. I dance around and as soon as I'm done I'm greeted by clapping.

     “That was so cool! Did you choreograph that?” Sanha asks excitedly. I nod my head.

     “That was great. Could you please rap and sing for us. Whatever song you want.” The man says.

     “Alright.” I say and start to sing (add song title) and even do the rap. After I'm done I look to them nervously. The boys are staring at me wide eyed.

     “Sorry I'm not very good.” I mumble.

     “Yeah.” The man pauses, “your amazing.” He says smiling. “How would you like to join a group here?” He asks smiling. I look at him in shock.

     “Really?” I squeak. He nods. I stare at him wide eyed and nod quickly. The boys cheer and run up to me. Sanha hugs me and then suddenly its a group hug.

     “Call your family and have them come here. For now stay with the boys will I talk to the boss.” The man says leaving.

     “That was amazing. The manager must have thought you looked perfect.” Eunwoo says smiling.

     “Well look at her.” Mj says laughing. I blush shyly.

     “I guess I should call my family.” I say sitting on the couch. I pull out my phone and call them as the boys joke around and Moonbin sits beside me.

      “Thank you.” I say smiling.

      “What?” He asks.

      “Us bumping into each other and you bring me here has lead this to happen. So its thanks to you.” I say and here my mom pick up. “Hi mom.” I say right before Moonbin can say that it's not true.

     “Hi sweetie. Why are you calling?” Her voice spills through the speaker.

     “It's actually a long story but can you and dad come to (studio name) please? It's very important. I'll meet you in the lobby.” I say happily.

     “Why?” Mom says nervously.

     “It's a long story but could you please come.”

     “Alright alright, be there in five.” She says laughing, “see you soon.”

[lxvemaze]

astro bf! headcanons

pairing: astro x gn!reader

tags: fluff !!

warnings: n/a

a/n: I LUV ASTRO!! THAT'S ALL!!

the rest of the members are under the cut!

⚝jinjin

okay okay, i know what yall might think about jinjin in a relationship: you might think that he'd be more like, on top of things and kind of like, be the lead in the relationship. BUT I THINK OTHERWISE!!! this man does not put up with sanha and mj's constant bullshit just to come home and have to continue adulting. NOPE. this man likes to be babied in a relationship- im convinced of it!! take him out, give him little gifts, buy him flowers, etc. he loves that shit, for sure. it's not that he doesn't put any effort in- he does! he still likes to take care of you, but he just likes to be taken care of even more!

⚝mj

and now, the OPPOSITE of jinjin. you may think that mj wants to be taken care of and treated like the pretty princess he is- which he definitely does sometimes- but he LOVES taking care of you! i feel like mj at first doesn't really give the "husband material" vibe, simply bc of how goofy he is, but i think he totally does once you get to know him! mj mentioned in an interview recently that he really wants to have kids, and that got me thinking that mj is totally the type of guy to like, walk around the baby section of target and be like "we'll buy THAT for our baby" and "when we have a baby we're totally gonna get THESE". i think he just loves to daydream about settling down with you, and once you've been together for a while, he'll start asking about getting married as soon as possible.

⚝eunwoo

ya'll knew this was coming- but the NO. 1 husband material man of all time is without a doubt mr. cha eunwoo/lee dongmin. eunwoo is such a romantic, i get seriously delulu about him sometimes 😔☝️ that being said- i think that eunwoo is the type of guy that hates to be without you. like, if he can bring you abroad with him to all his shoots and concerts- he absolutely will. he loves to buy you beautiful gifts, bring you flowers, etc. but he also likes to just do the little things as well! like, he likes to open car doors for you, run your baths for you, fold your laundry- you know, stuff like that! he just loves and appreciates you. i feel like although he'd love to show you off, he just likes to keep things more private. i feel like he'd just want to live a quiet life with his love.

⚝moonbin

okay, so if you read my bf! txt headcanons, i feel like bin is a lot like taehyun. like, he just loves to admire you. you'll be doing some mundane task and you'll look over at him, and he's just looking at you like (●♡ω♡●) like, bro LOVES you. he's also just like, interested in whatever you're doing. like, you'll be making dinner or smth and he'll be watching you and asking you what you're doing every step of the way. also like taehyun, i feel like bin would like to go to the gym with you! there's this video of bin and sanha doing push-ups, and bin is going like "one more, one more!" at sanha, who is absolutely dying 💀 i feel like he'd do the same with you. he's said that he prefers going to the gym at night, so that'd probably be a part of your nightly routine!

⚝rocky

i feel like while eunwoo is the definition of "husband material", rocky is the definition of "boyfriend material". which are two very distinct things! don't get it twisted!! when i imagine a relationship with eunwoo, i imagine like, living together, cooking dinner, doing just like, romantic stuff, ykwim? but with rocky, i imagine like, going out to the movies, the mall, the beach, the arcade, etc. just like, doing fun stuff!! i imagine rocky as just like, a super fun boyfriend! he's like, the epitome of "college boyfriend" (catch me writing an au on that omfg) he just likes hanging out with you! ya'll don't need to be doing anything fancy, you just enjoy each other's company while still having your own space! maybe in the future you two would settle down and move in with each other, maybe get married. but for bf!rocky, you two are just having fun.

⚝sanha

now sanha- i feel like when i first started stanning astro way back when, sanha was like, 17, he was just like, a skinny little gremlin who terrorized everyone. he still terrorizes everyone- but he's significantly less skinny and gremlin-y than he used to be! so when i first started thinking about this, i had the earlier sanha in mind- but current day sanha??? whole different vibe. sanha nowadays is like, literally the dream boyfriend. on a first date, bro would pick you up on dates, buy you flowers, take you to a nice (but not fancy nice, you feel?) restaurant, you'd go for a walk afterwards, he'd drop you off at your place on time, kiss you goodnight, and then text you once he got back home. and you'd be blushing and giggling the entire time. after being in the relationship for a while, he wouldn't take you on as many nice dates- he'd be way more casual, but he'd still treat you like a princess.

second a/n: i feel like my mind totally blanked on some of these and i just wrote some random shit 😭 writer's block is a bitch, yall. hope you enjoyed it, though!

[ddanadeai]

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[sasukeuzumaki-uchiha]

Headcanons:

Most Hashiras as KPOP fan + who they stan

Modern AU

Hey everyone, i'm so sorry for not posting recently. To apologize I'm posting some Headcanons i hope you will like it

It's almost my birthday!!!!

Started: 03/12/2023

Finished: 05/12/2023

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Giyuu:

Giyuu heard about K-POP from a young group of girls who were fans of the group (G)I-DLE (The best group ever❤️)

The same night he came home he immediately searched (G)I-DLE on his phone and listened to their songs

His favorite songs is probably "Queencard" and "I Want That"

His bias is Soyeon (Like me❤️❤️)

After a while he started listening to other groups, but he stayed with the girl groups

He now listen to TWICE, ITZY, MAMAMOO and still (G)I-DLE

His favorite song from TWICE is probably Knock Knock or Heart Shaker

His bias in Twice might be Nayeon or Jeongyeon

He has a playlist on his phone with his favorite music

TWICE : Knock Knock

TWICE : Heart Shaker

TWICE : SET ME FREE

(G)I-DLE : Queencard

(G)I-DLE : I Want That

(G)I-DLE : Lion

ITZY : Cake

ITZY : RINGO

ITZY : Cheshire

ITZY : Wannabe

MAMAMOO : Starry Night

MAMAMOO : Um Oh Ah Yeh

MAMAMOO : Taller Than You

MAMAMOO : Mr. Ambiguous

MAMAMOO : Decalcomanie

His bias in MAMAMOO is Hwasa

His bias in ITZY is Ryujin

When he is alone he sing and dance

He transformed Tanjiro into a KPOP fan

Shinobu:

It's all thanks to Giyuu and Tanjiro

She went to Giyuu's house to pick up Tanjiro and she heard Giyuu and Tanjiro singing TWICE "Feel Special"

After that incident she started listening to TWICE

It's almost not her type but she keep listening because she find Tzuyu cute

She definitely listen to NewJeans

Her favorite songs from NewJeans is Cool With You and Get Up (Because it's short, like her life 😂⚰️)

She now definitely have NewJeans Merch (A lightstick, like me)

After a while she now listen BTS and Stray Kids

She actually thought that the group Stray Kids was composed of Stray Kids...

She now share her K-POP theories online

Sanemi:

He actually was a fan before everyone

Sanemi was a big big fan of Shinee but when Jonghyun died he stopped listening

Now that listen to kpop again he like BTS, EXO, Stray Kids, NCT, Astro

He actually never knew for Moonbin's death, until Giyuu announced it to him

Of course, it's Sanemi so he didn't listen to Giyuu

Then he searched it

He stopped listening to KPOP

This time he never listened to KPOP ever since

Rengoku:

He was first introduced to KPOP by Tanjiro in the Mugen Train

The first group he even listened to was TWICE

He adore Momo, he say she is so adorable with her cute face

He try to dance like her but fail each time, he still try to dance

If you ask him to do a iconic line from his favorite song he will sing the entire song

He love the Candy Pop song from TWICE

When he died his last word is like the movie with a lyric from TWICE

"Even when hurtful words stab me, I smile again 'cause you’re there"

😭😭😭

Mitsuri:

When she was introduced to kpop, she was actually lost on YouTube

She was typing whatever she was thinking about

"Cry For Me" "Feel Special" "Moonlight" and "TT" are her favorite songs by TWICE

She actually made her animals listen to TWICE

Her bias is Dahyun

When she heard about the Nayeon stalker situation she started to post on internet and created the #SaveNayeon

She also created a TWICE Playlist

She absolutely love TWICE

After a while she started listening to BTS

She introduced to KPOP to Obanai

Obanai:

He only started listening because Mitsuri loved it

The first song he listened to was "Bad Girl, Good Girl" by MissA

After that he never stopped listening to MissA

The second group he ever listened to was WJSN

He started listening to BTS for one reason, Mitsuri love them for some reason

For Mitsuri's birthday he bought her the BTS book, he bought it for himself as well

[confuchan]

I posted 286 times in 2022

That's 286 more posts than 2021!

24 posts created (8%)

262 posts reblogged (92%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@/dontflailmenow

@/woozi

@/bitchlessdino

@/jeonwonwoo

@/milfgyuu

I tagged 281 of my posts in 2022

Only 2% of my posts had no tags

#svt gifs - 93 posts

#svt pics - 37 posts

#dividers - 32 posts

#random svt post - 22 posts

#tbz gifs - 15 posts

#tbz pics - 15 posts

#random relatable posts - 12 posts

#random misc. posts - 11 posts

#random writing posts - 10 posts

#hope tagged - 10 posts

Longest Tag: 77 characters

#lowkey didnt know it was eric the first like 3 times i saw it in compilations

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

About Me

Name: Hope (not my real name but has meaning between me & my mom so i went w/ it)

She/Her

Age: I'm an '01 liner

Fun facts about me:

I love writing✍ & reading📖

Music is everything to me, same as writing & reading is🎼🎶

I have a tendency to be more shy/introverted, mostly around new people...and second guess myself alot (things i say or do)

"I'm a socially awkward social butterfly" ~Kevin Moon🌙

I'm typically very open about everything...idk why but I just am

I have a slight tendency to be oblivious (if I annoy or upset you pls tell me, I don't ever mean to be, I'm genuinely just unaware)

I have a ½Corgi ½Australian-shepherd dog Theo i got as a puppy, & a ½Corgi ½Dachshund dog Coco i got first as an older rescue (maybe I'll post pics eventually)

I'm 5' 10" & I despise it(/j?) bc almost everyone i went to school w/ was always shorter than me. (& yes there were jokes made)

I was born on Christmas Eve so i was called a 'christmas eve baby' growing up by EVERY teacher/grown-up🎄

I like craft stuff & art (only really good @ drawing/charcoal/oil pastels)🎨

First Kpop Group: Got7

Ult Groups atm: The Boyz, Seventeen, Ateez, Stray Kids (I do also have interest in & at one point was more invested in others, ex. NCT, GOT7, TXT, Enhypen, etc.)

Biases / Wreckers in each group: (this is not every group, but the top 15)

TBZ - Kevin, Sunwoo / Q, Jacob, (& Hyunjun)

SVT - Dino, Mingyu, S. Coups / Wonwoo, Hoshi

ATZ - San / Wooyoung, Seonghwa

SKZ - BangChan, Han / Felix, I.N.

NCT - Haechan, Taeyong, Xiaojun, Sungchan / YangYang, Jaemin, Kun, Yuta, Jeno

TXT - Yeonjun / Soobin

Enhypen - Jake, Sunghoon / Jay

Monsta X - I.M, Kihyun / Jooheon, Shownu (& Wonho)

SF9 - Rowoon, Youngbin / Zuho, Jaeyoon, Hwiyoung

GOT7 - Mark, JB / Jinyoung, Youngjae

Astro - Jinjin, Moonbin / Rocky, Eunwoo

Infinite - L, Woohyun / Sungyeol, Dongwoo???

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4 notes - Posted October 6, 2022

#4

Ok...I'm not alright after this edit😣😍

Credit to user in vid (top left)

6 notes - Posted September 28, 2022

#3

Tagged By - @/sugarcherriess

Favorite Color - Pink & Blue

Currently Reading - All My Love (j. ww) by @pepperonidk & Sweet Night (k. mg) by @wooahaes

Last Song - T1 x Raiden, The Boyz 'Last Man Standing' or The Boyz 'Christmassy'

Last Series - watching multiple bc they all have new seasons (DC's Stargirl, Kung Fu reboot, All American, DC's Titans)

Last Movie - 20th Century Girl, Enola Holmes 2, The School For Good & Evil

Currently Working On - Svt Dino college au

TBZ Kevin house cleaner(?)/s2f2L au

SVT or TBZ(?) assistant s2f2L au

Tagging - @/twogyuu @/bitchlessdino @/momobani @/biaswreckingfics @/leejungchans @/wooahaes @/pepperonidk

(if you wanna do it but aren’t tagged then consider yourself TAGGED 🫵🏼 and also if u dont wanna then consider yourself untagged 👉🏼👈🏼)

7 notes - Posted November 10, 2022

#2

Thanks @/twogyuu for tagging me🤗 I love sharing music w/people too!

Tag game: Put your playlist on shuffle, list 10 songs, and then tag 10 people.

1. Flower - Seventeen

2. Trauma - Seventeen (Hip hop unit)

3. Now Or Never - SF9

4. Vicious - Sabrina Carpenter

5. Here Comes Trouble - Neoni

6. Bo Bo Chocolat - Everglow

7. Thnks fr th Mmrs - Fall Out Boy

8. Circus - Stray Kids

9. Don't Let Me Down - The Chainsmokers ft. Daya

10. Merry Bad Ending - The Boyz

Still dont really know 10 ppl but let's try anyway...

(if you wanna do it but aren’t tagged then consider yourself TAGGED 🫵🏼 and also if u dont wanna then consider yourself untagged 👉🏼👈🏼)

@/sugarcherriess @/bitchlessdino @/momobani @/leejungchans @/biaswreckingfics @/dontflailmenow @/noempathyy @/wooahaes

17 notes - Posted November 10, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Seventeen Recs (updated: dec. 2, 2022)

Warnings usually left by authors at beginning of each

My warnings just in case (I hope these make sense): ⤵

♨ - contains nsfw in story         🔞 - just nsfw

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244 notes - Posted October 5, 2022

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[lovemagicmanga]

Regardez "ASTRO’s Moonbin Passes Away Believe That Moonbin Died By Suicide" sur YouTube

(Cette video nest pas de moi)

Bonsoir, je viens d'apprendre la mort de Moonbin d'ASTRO. Je n'étais pas AHORA, je ne connaissait pas Moonbin autant que ses fans, cependant cette nouvelle m'a autant affecté. J'espère qu'il repose en paix, et que sa famille, ses amis et ses fans réussiront à surmonter cette épreuve, et qu'ils pourront reparler de lui en souriant dans le futur.

Je ne suis pas expert, mais je sais que la solitude peut-être dure à vivre, et qu'il faut mieux parler à quelqu'un si cela ne va pas, plutôt que d'attendre, et peut-être arriver au pire. Si il est plus facile de parler anonymement qu'à des connaissances, il existe plusieurs numéros de téléphone pour aider.

Je soutiens de tout mon cœur ceux que aimaient Moonbin.

[milkybonya]

Hi, can I request an astro reaction to their s/o cuddling into them while watching a horror movie please? Thank you!

hello ! i hope im not late hehe,,, since my exams have properly ended, i have really felt more unmotivated, which is kind of weird ? i felt more motivated when i was overloaded with work LOL,, also typing is so hard with band-aids on my fingers ahhh

Astro reaction to being cuddled while watching a horror movie

Warnings: none

what i listened to while writing: With Us by VERIVERY

MJ

“Did you get scared too?”

Would not make fun of you because he feels so proud that you’re choosing to cuddle up against him

because he’s also such a big chicken

and that jump scare also made him scream

so he’s laughing it off with you

bUT he’s so happy that you feel safe with your head against his chest

and he places his chin on top of your head just so he can get even closer to you

JinJin

Looks at you to make sure you’re okay

Is genuinely so concerned that he doesn’t notice how tightly your body is pressed against his

“Is it too scary? Do you want me to put on a different movie?”

Hold you tightly and says stuff like 

“I’ll never let you go”

“I’ll protect you”

“You’re safe in my arms”

Keeps stroking your hair and kissing the top of your head

He’s honestly looking at you more than the movie at this point

Eunwoo

Probably smiles at you like this

because he finds you so cute

He’s SO SOFT because you’re pressed up against him

“You’re okay, right?”

Adores how you jump every now again and uses it as an excuse to hug you even tighter

probably kisses the top of your head every time a really scary scene comes up

when you ask him why he keeps kissing you, he just says

“It’s a kiss of protection !”

Moonbin

Gets scared when you cuddle up against him because he’s so invested in the movie

Yelps loudly and then laughs when he realizes it’s just you cuddling him

“No, [y/n] don’t move away, come back! I got scared, I’m sorry”

Holds you tightly

a little too tightly because he’s also scared

hides his face in your shoulder

and kisses your shoulder every time he does

Rocky

Tries to act cooL

“Haha, of course you’d cuddle me when you get scared cause I’m sO COOL AND STRONG”

buT he finds you so adorable

and places a soft kiss on your cheek as you snuggle against him

“Do not fear, [y/n], I will protect you!”

“It’s just a movie, don’t worry”

prOBABLy teases you a bit and keeps trying to scare you

Sanha

“Hm, [y/n], did you get scared?”

pokes your cheeks, teasing you

honestly though I can imagine this going one of two ways

either he lovingly teases you and holds you tightly, probably doing some aegyo while he’s at it to cheer you up

oR he pushes you off of him and grabs a pillow, yelling something like “IT’S EVERY MAN FOR HIMSELF, DEFEND YOURSELF, [Y/N]!”

and things will PROBABLy end in a pillow fight hehe

[sprinklesofktrash]

Kiss me -M. Bin

Pairings: Moonbin x fem reader

Warnings: Smut, aggressive sex, intoxicated sex, kissing, moaning, groaning, mentions of cum, dom! Moonbin, finger sucking, language, choking. 

Word Counts: 1.8k

Summary: In which you and your guy friend decide to get one drink turns into four and have drink sex together.

“Let’s drink a lot tonight!” You smile happily as you skip your way to your favorite bar.

Moonbin scoff, “is it because I’m paying?” He rolls his eyes. You turn around and wrap your arm around his.

“Yes but also to celebrate our spring break” you tighten your grip around his arm. You pull him with you as you both made it to the bar.

You had ordered some light snacks to eat with the drinks. You were 2 shots in and you were getting tipsy.

“Excuse me!” You call the bartender. He came, “yes?” He smiles.

“Can you watch us take a shot and whoever made a face they have to drink another shot” you slur out your words? The bartender nodded.

“Okay!” He pours a shot into two glasses. You gave one to Moonbin, before you both start you lean into the bartender.

“It’s going to be him, he’s not a drinker” you wink. The bartender laughs and nodded.

“Ready?” You look at Moonbin. The two raise the glass and take the shot. The liquor sting the walls of your throat.

You almost gagged but kept a straight face. You look up at the bartender who was smiling, “it was him” he pointed at Moonbin.

You shriek and begin to shake Moonbin. “Loser!” You laugh as you pour him another shot. He takes another. “I feel bad, I’ll take one with you” you were losing your vision already. You spilled some liquor on the table but filled up the class.

“Go!” You giggle before chugging it. You groan and take lime to get rid of the bitter taste.

“Moonbin! This is fun!” You wrap your arm around his shoulder. “You’re drunk!” He slurs out his words.

You laugh because he was drunk too. “So are you!” You both started laughing together. “Moonbin!” You pat your finger on his broad shoulder.

He turns around to look at you. You lean in and kiss his cheek. “I love you!” You said as you smile. Everything muted as Moonbin’s heart begin to race. The kiss you had planted, he could still feel your lips on his.

“You’re a good friend” she suddenly said. Everything went loud again. Moonbin has been liking you since he met you. You never see him as more than friends.

“Moonbin?” He heard you call his name. His vision became clear when he notice your face was getting closer to him.

He wasn’t sure if the alcohol was making him bold but he lean in and kiss your lips. It took you a minute to feel his lips onto yours. As shocking as it was, you didn’t let go. You both stayed like that for a while.

Moonbin pulled away, “y/n, I love you” Moonbin confessed. He knows you won’t remember this so he decided to go for it.

You grab his wrist and lead him outside. Luckily, the drinks were under his tab so didn’t have to do anything. You pull him into an alley and slam him against the wall.

You both breathe heavily before you get on your tippy-toe and kiss his lips. Moonbin was shocked but eventually kiss you back. He wraps his arms around your waist and closes the distance between you two.

You push him away so you can gasp for air. “Fuck, I want you so bad,�� you said. Moonbin nodded, “I do too,” he said hungrily.

You both made it to your apartment, clothes were dropped everywhere as Moonbin pick your body up and lead you to your room.

He gently lay you on the bed as his hand trace along your skin. You wrap your hand around his neck and pull his face up to yours so you could kiss him again.

Your hand drops down to your fold and spread the wetness around. You gently wrap your hand around his throbbing cock, earning a soft moan from Moonbin.

He adjusts himself, without leaving your lips and slowly inserts himself inside of you. You both gasp. You stare into his hazy eyes as he slowly pumps himself inside of you.

You close your eyes as you feel his cock fill the emptiness inside of you. Moonbin sits up and spread your legs apart before pounding himself in and out of you.

He looks down at how hot your cunt looks around his cock. You moan louder as your eyes flutter open. Your eyes met Moonbin as your eyes travel down to his amazing body.

You hold on to your legs as Moonbin’s fingers rub in circles around your clit. You gasp, “fuck, yes” you moan. Moonbin was turned on by your voice, he begin to drive faster and deeper.

“Your pussy is so fucking good” Moonbin moaned as he hold the headboard and pump faster inside of you.

You moan loudly as you felt his tip hitting deep inside your stomach. “Fuck” you cried as you rub your clit.

“You’re clenching baby, fuck” he hissed. You bit your lips as he lower himself on you. He slowed down his pace so you don’t cum early.

Your hands tangle around his hair as he leans in to kiss your lips. At this point, you both were sober. Moonbin rocks his hips slowly as his eyes stare into yours.

Moonbin grabs your waist and flips the two of you around. You sit on top of him. You grab his hand and begin to suck on his fingers. You slowly begin to rock your hips.

“Fuck, you’re so hot” he watches you suck his fingers. You bit your lips before putting his hand around your neck.

“So naughty” a mischievous grin formed on his face. You started to rock your hip in a circle as he tighten his grip again your neck.

You gasp and rock faster. “Show me what you can do, fuck the cock” He said huskily. You nodded and prop your hands beside his face as you begin to ride his cock faster. Moving your hips in every direction, feeling his cock touching your walls.

“You like it when I ride this cock?” You said seductively in his ear. Moonbin hiss as he pulls you in for a kiss.

“Fuck yes I do,” he said in between kisses. You smirk and sit back up. Moonbin rests his hands on your thighs as you lean back. You prop your hands on his thighs as you pounce in and out of his cock.

Moonbin hiss at the sight of you cunt looking at him. He rocks his hips as you moan louder. “Fuck yes don’t stop Bin” you moan. Your hand found your clit and begin to rub it aggressively.

“You're going to make me cum” you moan. Moonbin went faster as your legs begin to shake. You close your legs as you come to your climax.

Moonbin didn’t stop, he kept the same pace. His hand found your neck again and pull you into him. “Let me fuck you in the back” he kisses your cheek. You breathe heavily and nodded.

Moonbin flips you around and spreads your legs apart. You fix yourself before he reinserts his cock inside of you. You both moan loudly as pleasure.

Moonbin’s hand roams around your back as he grabs your ass. He hisses before slapping your ass, earning a small gasp from you.

“You like that?” He asks. You nodded as you look back at him. Moonbin slaps you again.

“Grind on this cock for me baby,” he said. You nodded before you start moving your hips. Moonbin hiss as he watches your ass move.

He groans and tilts his head back when you shake your ass on his cock. “You’re so perfect!” Moonbin groans as he grabs a handful of your ass begin to aggressively pounce inside of you.

You gasp and hold onto his wrists which was propped beside you. “Fuck this pussy, fuck it just like that” You cried, it made Moonbin go faster.

You clench your walls around him making him hiss. He grabs your wrist and holds it behind your back. He holds onto your wrists closes your legs.

“I can feel you so deep inside of me baby” you moan. “You fucking like it? You love it when I fuck you so fucking hard?” Moonbin breathes heavily.

“I fucking love it!” You groan. Moonbin let go of your wrist as he pounces deeper inside of you.

Your body shake so much, you ended up laying flatly on your stomach. Moonbin holds onto your waist as he fuck your push aggressively.

You grab a handful of your sheet and bit it, “fucking cum so deep inside of me please!” You beg him.

Moonbin groans as his hand wrap around your neck. He props you back on your knees before pulling you against his body.

His hand grip into your cheeks, “tell me you want me to cum inside of you” he said. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you felt every inch of him inside of you.

Moonbin slaps your cheek, your eyes stare into his. “Fuck! Cum in me please!” You beg him. Moonbin smirk.

He inserts his index finger inside of your mouth for you to suck it. You lick around his finger and suck it dry. “This pussy is so good” Moonbin started losing his pace.

You helped him by moving your hips, “yeah? You like this tight little hole?” You ask. Moonbin grabs your throat and tightens the grip.

His forehead rested on yours as you both breathe heavily and stare into each other’s eyes. “I’m coming!” He moans. “Cum baby,” you said. You both drop onto the bed as he came inside of you. Moonbin rolls to the side and breathes heavily.

You tiredly turn around to look at him. You watch his chest move up and down trying to catch his breath. He caught you staring at him and pull you inside his chest. He kisses your forehead before you both fall asleep together.

*Morning-after*

Moonbin gasp loudly, “holy shit!” He yelled, waking you up.

You groan and look around to see what happened. You caught Moonbin looking worriedly at his phone.

“Sorry, I just checked the bill from the bar last night,” he said. He showed you his phone.

$120

“How many shots did we take?!” He asks worriedly. You laugh and take his phone from him. You tuck it under the pillow before straddling him.

You pin his arms behind his head and look down at him. You lean in to kiss his lips, you begin to leave a trail of kisses down to his neck and then his chest.

“How about round 2?” You smirk as you went lower on him. Moonbin watches you go lower and lower to his cock.

You both know after today, your friendship was over to only start a new relationship as a couple.

[binunus]

sex with bin x eunwoo (m)

a/n THIS WHOLE ALBUM??? IS SO GOOD??? LITERALLY WHAT THE FUCK !!!

also im so so sorry that i keep disappearing, every time I think I have a break in school, my professors keep going like sike here’s a new assignment and group presentation 🤡, but I swear I’m still working on all the requests, it’s just a real slow progression this time 😔

but thank you all so much for being really patient with me and my works, i legit wanna cry when I think about how sweet all you loves are ❤️

→ genre: smut

→ tw: threesome, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it lovies) dom!binwoo, brat!reader, light bondage?? anal, eiffel tower, oral (f and m receiving), fingering (f and m receiving), ~choking~ bc it’s me, squirting, v-voyeurism??

→ word count: 3.3k _________________________________

oh good fucking lord

I don’t even know where to start

just the thought of getting dicked down by these two immaculate men??? at the same time??? i would sell my soul

and just binwoo are literally my biases?? im still going back and forth between them (even though I think bin is the top)

alright so how does this little thing even start

this is a non-idol au, lowkey this request is giving me frat boy vibes oops i said it

bin and eunwoo are close, they’re best buds

they have fucked the same guy/girl before, but never at the same time

they just have the same taste in people wink wonk

sidenote: bin and eunwoo as bi kings??? so much power fuck

so you are a mutual friend

you met them both in college and have stayed friends since then

but relationships aren’t for you (not yet at least)

the streets™ are still your companion

yes you have fucked both bin and eunwoo before in college, eunwoo once when you were junior, and bin a couple times throughout senior year

you don’t talk to them often, but if something comes up on your feed or a monumental event happens to any one of you, of course you’d spike up some conversation

so you’re coming back in town for a week or so, visiting old friends and family

and bin hits you up like “hey, I saw that you were in town! we should get some dinner and catch up!”

and you were not about to say no to that, bin was a good part of your college years! it would be nice to hang out with him again

alright you weren’t expecting to get action from this dinner – it popped in your mind, yes, but it wasn’t the ulterior motive

but did you try to dress up a little to impress moon bin?? maybe so

and shit, when he showed up to the restaurant looking like a whole ass man?? 

like did his biceps look more appetizing than the food you were being served? a little bit

conversation was exchanged very easily, you and bin were always a bit flirty with each other, ever since college, but you both knew it never meant anything beyond sex

and so when he asked if you were dating anyone, you knew this was the invitation, and were you going to accept it?? 100%, you haven’t had sex in a while because of your job

and so you find yourself back in bin’s apartment

bin: hm? I guess eunwoo’s not home from work yet

you: eunwoo? as in cha eunwoo? you guys still live together?

bin: yeah, we like living together, rent was cheaper that way, and this place is equidistant from both of our work places...is that a problem??

you: no, I mean it makes sense, just...what if eunwoo comes back while we’re in the middle of fucking...wouldn’t that be weird?

bin shrugging: you’ve had sex with eunwoo in college too, and it’s not like he hasn’t seen me naked before either. who knows he might even wanna join?

he said that as a joke alright

but as soon as he mentioned it, your eyes dilated a bit

bin noticed immediately and he caged you against the wall, a little smirk playing on his lips

bin: you seem to like that idea, y/n. hm? you wanna get fucked by both me and eunwoo? didn’t know you were into threesomes

your cheeks are flushing, you felt seen: would you feel weird if he joined? you guys are friends and roommates

bin shaking his head: me and eunwoo have talked about it before, and honestly this seems like the perfect opportunity. we’re all friends here.

you being nervous a little bit bc a threesome?? with both bin and eunwoo?? those two 6 foot attractive men??

you tried a threesome before bc you were curious, but it wasn’t the best hookup experience

you: should we...? wait for him??

your cheeks are flushed a little, like how were you supposed to go about this

bin smiles bc you look a bit cute right now being all shy and he just pinches your cheek

bin: you got cuter since we graduated y/n

you: shut the fuck up bin, don’t make me tie you up again

bin smirks and his hand moves from your cheek to fully grasp at your neck, he squeezes your throat as he pushes you so that your back collided with the wall: baby, if anyone’s getting tied up tonight, it’s gonna be you

and god if you weren’t horny before, you definitely are now, especially with the way bin was cutting off your airflow??? your head was spinning in the best kind of way

bin slotting his thigh in between your legs as he just crashes his lips onto yours

and he’s still choking you when he literally shoves his tongue down your throat, you have to grab onto his broad shoulders just to steady yourself

making out with bin is so hot

he picks you up by your ass and you wrap your legs around his waist, you both are still making out as he leads you to the couch

you’re straddling him oh lord have mercy

you in between kisses: why don’t we go to your room? what, is it messy?

you moan as he spanks your ass at the quip: we’re gonna need to do something about that smart mouth of yours baby...and we’re here to give eunwoo a little show when he comes home. Why, you need a bed? pillow princess? last time I remember, you were fine getting fucked in the maintenance room.

you two go back to kissing, bin’s hands were gripping at your waist now, lifting up the bottom of your shirt so that you could take it off

never in your life have you been so happy to wear a skirt, you could feel the outline of his bulge against your underwear, the fabric of his jeans giving you just enough friction

and when you start grinding on him, he grunts into your mouth and bites on your lower lip

and fuck when bin removes his shirt? he was always built in college but the definition of his muscles now?? you were literally drooling

you: holy shit bin, isn’t your job in business? where do you find the time to workout?

he’s kissing your neck now: you can always find time to workout y/n, just make it part of your daily routine

exercise evangelist moonbin™

you’re tilting your head to the side giving him more access, bin’s sucking hickeys into your neck and it just feels so good

your neck’s a sensitive spot, if you couldn’t tell

and bin knows that so he’s paying extra attention to your neck, you don’t even notice when his hands go around your torso to unclasp your bra

the two of you are literally just topless on his couch, making out and feeling each other up, when lo and behold, eunwoo comes home

his eyes go wide and he immediately covers his face: jesus christ bin, go to your fucking room

bin starts laughing, you know his laugh where his eyes literally crinkle and he smiles so wide and his laugh increases in pitch, that one

you can’t help but laugh too, you thought you would be embarrassed, but this is a bit funny

you: you don’t have to cover your eyes eunwoo, it’s not like you haven’t seen any of this before

eunwoo: oh shit, hey y/n, didn’t know you were coming over?? well...uh if you guys aren’t gonna go to bin’s room, I’m going to mine and just let me know when you’re done

bin: you sure you wanna go to your room? y/n wants you to join us

eunwoo’s blushing a little bit (he’s not covering his face anymore) when you two meet eyes: are you sure y/n?

you get a bit shy again bc shit, eunwoo in a suit coming from work with silver-blue hair? sexy

you: yeah...if you want to, me and bin are cool with it.

bin’s back to kissing your neck as you basically watch eunwoo remove his jacket and tie

and oof him unbuttoning his dress shirt? y’all he’s a tease, they both are

bin: let’s take this back to my room

eunwoo: we can go to mine, it’s cleaner and my bed’s bigger

you: i knew it

bin bites your shoulder and you let out a mix between a yelp of pain and a moan

bin: eunwoo get your ropes, we need to teach y/n a lesson on being bratty

eunwoo chuckling as he leads the way to his bedroom

bin already made himself comfortable on eunwoo’s bed, and you’re standing to the side making conversation as eunwoo looks through his closet for the ropes lol

as soon as eunwoo finds it, there’s a dark change in his eyes and he smirks at you: why don’t you join binnie on the bed, y/n?

your stomach turns in excitement, eunwoo tosses the ropes to bin and he puts a hand on your back as he leads you to his bed, and before you could get on by yourself, eunwoo just tugs your skirt down making you gasp

you lie down and bin grins as he binds your wrists to eunwoo’s headboard, usually you would put up a little fight when you get tied up, but you just stayed silent, you were anticipating what would happen next

bin: you’re being oddly obedient y/n

you’re a brat okay, but in the past when you and bin used to hook up, your brattiness increased by like 100%, like you’re extra bratty with bin for some reason

~it is what it is~

maybe it’s because eunwoo’s here too that your bratty side has suppressed a bit

bin and eunwoo both start removing all their clothes and you’re like shit eunwoo’s built too

bin settles in between your legs and eunwoo leans in and starts kissing you

and mmm eunwoo’s good at making out like he legit be taking your breath away and then you start feeling bin take off your soaked panties and he just goes right in

you literally moan into eunwoo’s mouth and your hands are straining against the ropes bc you just want to hold onto something !!

eunwoo feeling up your breasts and tweaking your nipples while bin is sucking on your clit and probing his tongue in and out your entrance??? euphoric

you’re literally feeling so many sensations right now and it’s just foreplay woo

and then the edging starts

bin??? hella good at eating out, oof what that mouth do

and with the added stimulation from eunwoo kissing your neck and pulling at your nips, you’re reaching your orgasm faster than anticipated

and suddenly they’re both off you

you: what the fuck?

you’re like gasping and glaring at the both of them and they just give you smug looks

bin: I don’t know if you deserve to cum just yet, y/n. right, eunwoo?

eunwoo chuckling as he nods and flicks at your nipple: binnie told me that you like talking back, hmmm that won’t work with both of us here y/n

your submissiveness kicking in and you’re whining: i won’t talk back, I promise

bin: I don’t know if I believe you y/n

and then they switch places and now bin’s making out with you again and eunwoo’s face to face with your cunt and he just shoves two fingers in your entrance and starts scissoring you

and right as you’re about to cum, they pull away again

this goes on at least two more times, you’re literally so frustrated tears are pooling in your eyes and you’re whining hard as hell, your wrists already aching from the ropes 

eunwoo: do you want us to untie you, y/n?

you nodding as you’re sniffling back the tears

aww they feel bad so eunwoo unties the ropes and he’s like gently rubbing at your wrists

bin wiping your tears away as he pinches at your cheek again

bin: you okay, y/n?

you: I’m so close, please

bin: alright baby, who do you want first, hm?

you honestly didn’t know, you had no preference, you just wanted to get railed

eunwoo: why not both?

your eyes go wide a little bit, your ass isn’t even prepped

bin sensing your hesitation and he just puts a hand on your waist: if you don’t want to--

you: no, i want to...I’m just...my ass isn’t ready...

eunwoo laughing cutely as he pats your thigh: we’ll prep you baby, don’t worry

you start by going on all fours, bin enters you first from behind and the groan he lets out bc you’re just so tight wow 

he literally has to restrain himself from just ramming into you, your walls just fit so snugly around him, his nails were digging into the skin of your waist

you open your mouth in a moan at the stretch and in that moment, eunwoo shoves his cock down your throat you literally gag

for reference, they’re both above average, no surprise there, I’d say both around 8 in., but bin’s girthier for sure

and so bin’s fucking your cunt while eunwoo’s fucking your mouth

simultaneously, eunwoo tugs at your hair and bin sneaks a finger down to gather some juices from your pussy before probing at your asshole

bin’s prepping you real well mmmmm

he’s literally fingering your ass while he’s pounding into you, the tip of his cock hitting so deep in your cervix

on the other hand you’re so focused on sucking eunwoo off, you take him as deep in your throat as you could, letting your jaw slack as he just thrusted in your mouth

and also the vibrations of your moans around his cock every time bin hits deep in you???

eunwoo swears he almost busts a nut when your hands reach up to play with his balls

he’s panting as he pulls your mouth off his cock: I need to be inside you before I cum

and then he’s lying down on his back and you start to ride eunwoo, and then bin lines his cock up at your other hole and you start to tense

eunwoo bringing you into a kiss to try and distract you from the pain your asshole’s about to feel

and you start hissing as bin starts to push in, you’re clenching so hard around eunwoo and tugging tightly at the ends of his hair

eunwoo starts making circles on your clit so that you could relax a bit to make it easier for bin to enter your back hole

and then the three of you just stay still for a bit when bin finally bottoms out, you’re still trying to get used to feeling stuffed full, you haven’t been fucked in so long and now you’re getting railed by two cocks??

the two of them are both saying sweet things to calm you down and distract you from the pain

and it’s cute, you know from your respective past hookup experiences with them that they’re really good at sensing discomfort or pain and would always tend to your needs

oof baby but as soon as you give the okay for both of them to move

it’s like you’re taken to another dimension holy shit

they both hit so deep, you swear to god their cocks have to be touching or something, or maybe at least reaching your intestines

when people say rearrange your guts, it definitely must have been this

you’re trying to set a pace on top of eunwoo, but bin thrusting from behind literally makes your knees go weak until eunwoo just lifts his hips and takes over, matching bin’s speed

and imagine this: bin pulling your hair, making your head tilt back and eunwoo just reaches up and covers your neck with his hand before he squeezes at your throat

your eyes are literally rolling into the back of your head, you have never felt this good ever in your life

your head’s spinning again, and you know all three of you are reaching the tipping point pretty soon, your stomach is churning, making you clench hard around both eunwoo and bin

eunwoo biting his lip as he groans, his grip tightening just a bit more around your neck

bin’s still yanking your hair back and he starts spanking your ass, he’s moaning as well

you literally scream, throat feeling raw, as you cum, you have never orgasmed so hard before, your body was convulsing around both of them and you just collapse on top of eunwoo

you’re vision literally sees white and your ears are ringing as they both cum in you

you black out for a little bit

eunwoo and bin: o_o holy fuck

the two of them start panicking like...did they just fuck you dead?? put you in a coma??

okay but just imagine eunwoo and bin bickering with each other about what to do like

bin: do we call 119???

eunwoo: what do we say? we fucked our friend into a coma?

it’s okay because you regain consciousness soon enough and both boys let out the biggest sigh of relief

you: ...what happened?

eunwoo: you passed out for a bit there y/n

you start giggling, much to their surprise, and you try to sit up

bin: ...are you okay y/n?

you: yeah, I can’t believe I blacked out because you guys fucked me so well, that’s pretty hot not gonna lie

eunwoo goes into the kitchen real quick to get you some water and bin sits down next to you

you thank eunwoo when he hands you the glass and he sits across from you and bin

the two roommates exchange a look and just high-five each other

you roll your eyes as they just laugh at each other...ugh boys

bin teasing you: I’ve never seen you so submissive y/n

eunwoo joining in: yeah, didn’t know you could squirt as well

you almost spit out the water: i-huh? no way

eunwoo: yeah, my stomach was soaked, I wiped it off when you were out

your face flushes, you’ve never squirted before

bin: don’t be embarrassed! it was hot, y/n, really

the three of you then just jump into a casual conversation about college, keep in mind you’re all still naked

and then you feel the cum just like in both your holes and it’s just uncomfortably sticky

you: uh...do you guys mind if I shower? my pussy feels gross right now

bin, with a glint in his eyes: I can clean that up for you, baby

before you know it, bin’s eating you out again -- to be more specific, he’s literally licking the mixture of yours and eunwoo’s cum from your cunt

that’s sexy...

you make eye contact with eunwoo and he’s just smirking as he sits back and watches you two, no intention on joining yet

alright but you had no idea if you could take another round right now, the first one literally made you pass out

so after bin makes you cum again, you tap out for the night

the three of you shower -- separately -- and then regroup in the living room to just chat and chill

the two insist you sleep over for the night since it’s past midnight by now

were there also hints of a round two in the morning?? maybe

you sleep in one of eunwoo’s shirts, but end up sleeping next to bin bc he’s whiny and likes cuddling

you three fuck again in the morning oops until eunwoo had to leave for work

then you and bin fuck again afterwards

happy threesome

happy comeback :)

4-5-21

[seawitch62]

Yandere horror

Word count 555

                     Altar.

Gently the haven of sleep slowly evaporates, the conscious mind opens the floodgates of thoughts and images and senses awaken.

The hard cold surface on which her body is stretched upon is uncomfortable and unforgiving.

Her vision is blurred by red material covering  her face, her hands try to remove the fabric, something or someone is stopping her. Panic over takes, as she thrashes her arms and legs to free herself of this invisible hold. 

Slowly the chains of red silk sheets fall, her eyes seem to be in a state of perpetual mist, she can not focus. Closing them and opening them hoping this will

 help her vision adapt. 

Roses she smells, roses  the fragrance is sweet.

Candles, they are everywhere, flickering their shadows on the walls.

"Where am I?" she panics.

The room looks like it belongs in a gothic movie. Why can't I move? 

Slowly she propels herself to a sitting position. 'Dracula would be at home here!' She tells herself.

Through stained glass windows the full moon illuminates, night? What happened? I've lost hours?

I have to get out of here! Where exactly is  here?

Concrete? I'm laying on concrete?

Jumping down, she realizes it's an altar. 

Running towards the door, an exit  I have to escape. 

Her hand quickly turns the door knob, "you are awake, finally!".

"Moonbin?".

Shadowing the door frame, Moonbin, her ex, they dated briefly; she broke it off as she sensed something was not quite right.

Trying to run past him but to no avail, he swoops her up, throws her over his shoulder and carries her back to the altar. 

"Shadows chasing you my love? Only I caught you!".

"No more running time for you to accept your destiny".

"What are you talking about?" She asks, totally perplexed.

"You my lover, we are destined to be forever more".

"Your fucking crazy! Let me go!"

"No, my daffodil, stop fighting and accept your fate!".

"From this night forward you will see only me, obey only me, I alone will be your world".

"You will wear red lace dresses just for me, you will dance to entice only me!".

"Your body will love only me".

"Go to hell" she yells.

Moonbin looks at her and laughs, 

"baby, hell is my home".

Placing her once again on the altar, the red silk sheet covers her body.

From his waistcoat he retrieves a stopwatch, he sways it to and fro.

"Watch, my love, follow the watch".

Against her better judgement and not being able to summon the energy to fight she follows the watch.

His hypotonic voice and the steady flow of  swishing air, she does as she is bid.

Hypnotizing her with words of love.

—-Don’t need to hold on, while forgetting me

Why you runnin’ solo

The peak that seemed so far is just around the corner

Climbin’ up top, tell ’em who’s the newest ruler

Everything in this world from me

Drop the case, hide the word out on the street

Follow me, call me your love—

Singing in her ear as the watch moves left and right.

—-You won’t be able to escape woo-e-woo

Fall for me more and more deeply um—

Gazing at him love and admiration, she notices his eyes, they are black, totally void of any color.

Moonbin, her demon love.

[district2001]

Friendless

Seventeen AU: 14th member

Jangmi x Maknae line, Jangmi x Moonbin & Sanha (ATSRO)

Recap: Jangmi gets introduced to some members of ASTRO in a bid to make more friends

Words: 1.4k

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“I don’t get why we can’t stay for the ending,” Jangmi whined, dragging out her words. “They can’t seriously expect teenagers to sleep before 10pm.”

“They don’t expect us to sleep, dummy.” Chan corrected, as they walked into the waiting room where all the minors were gathered. “They just want to promote the music industry not overworking children.”

“Like we aren’t up till 5am practicing.” She scoffed, as she plopped down on an empty seat and patted the next seat for Chan to join her.

“At least we get comfier seats,” Seungkwan added, taking the seat which was meant for Chan.

“I was going to sit there,” Chan complained.

Vernon completed their mini circle, by standing in front of their seats. “You can sit there next year- when both of us will be on stage.”

“Can you believe that I’ll have to sit back here for 2 years by myself?” Jangmi fell back into the seat dramatically.

“And this is why you need to make friends,” Seungkwan answered in a matter-of-fact tone.

Jangmi turned around to face him. “Who would want to be friends with me? I have 13 idiots breathing down my neck at all times.”

“Technically you only have 3 now.”

Dino playfully hit Vernon’s shoulder. “You just admitted we were idiots.”

Seungkwan suddenly stood up and reached his arm out to Jangmi.

“What?” Jangmi looked up at him, confused.

“Minee!” Dino shouted, as he quickly claimed his seatback.

Seungkwan grabbed her arm and pulled her out of her seat. “Let’s go make friends.”

Jangmi looked back at Dino and Vernon, as she was dragged away from them. “Wait. No. I was joking. Seungkwan. I Swear. You, idiots, are the only friends I need.”

Chan gave her a thumbs up. She chose to ignore the evil glint in his eyes.

She turned back to face Seungkwan, as he walked closer to a group of boys. “Please don’t make me talk to them. I really don’t want to.” Her voice had softened, and there was a hint of vulnerability seeping through.

“Jangmi.” Seungkwan stopped walking and turned around to face her. “You need to make friends outside Seventeen. Why are you so scared?”

She looked towards the ground, avoiding Seungkwans’ affectionate gaze. “I can’t speak Korean well.” She muttered.

He kicked her ankle, forcing Jangmi to look back up. “Your Korean’s fine. And if anyone gives you shit for it- tell Seungcheol Hyung. He’ll murder them or something.”

Seungkwan looked like he was going to say something else but was interrupted by someone tapping his back.

“Seungkwan-a. Annyeonghaseyo.”

Jangmi peered around Seungkwan to see who was greeting him. The other members and she were always so surprised in how fast Seungkwan made friends.

“Moonbin. Your performance was amazing. I loved the dance break.” Seungkwan gushed, as he pulled his friend in a hug.

Only then did Jangmi notice someone standing next to Moonbin. She bowed politely.

“Annyeonghaseyo.” She side glanced at Seungkwan, hoping he would introduce her. If not, it was just going to be a really awkward silence.

Thankfully, he knew how to read the room and pulled Jangmi closer to him. “I don’t know if you’ve spoken to her yet, she’s pretty shy. But this is our maknae Jangmi.”

“Annyeonghaseyo. Seventeen’s maknae Jangmi-ibnida.” She repeated her greeting and bowed again.

“I think we’ve just said hello as a group. I’m Moonbin and this is our maknae Sanha.” Moonbin pointed over to the boy standing next to him.

“How old are you?” Sanha asked.

“I was born in 2001,” Jangmi replied.

“I’m trying to find some friends, but you’re too young." He sighed. "I’m born in 2000.”

“You can still be friends.” Seungkwan chimed in, gentling pushing Jangmi closer to Sanha. “She’s a foreigner. She considers all of us friends.”

“Seungkwan was telling me that you use informal language when talking to… I forgot the name. One of your oldest members.”

“Joshua.” Jangmi corrected Moonbin. “He’s from America, so its ok to drop honorifics. I speak English with him mainly anyway.” She added, making sure that they didn’t think she was disrespectful.

“I wish I could drop honorifics, but I’m scared Rocky Hyung will murder me.”

Jangmi smiled. “You got to slowly sneak it in. And then they get used to it. I only have a few members left that I need to use honorifics for.”

“I’ll give it a shot and let you know how it goes.” Sanha laughed.

The conversation fell silent. Jangmi looked over to see Moonbin and Seungkwan deep in conversation.

“I really liked your dance break at mama last year,” Sanha spoke out. Probably trying to get rid of the awkward atmosphere.

“Thank you.” Jangmi bowed. “I didn’t really do much. It was mainly the others. Minghao’s- sorry I mean The8’s breakdancing was incredible.”

“Don’t sell yourself short. It was really good. I wish I could dance like that.”

Jangmi smiled at the compliment. “I’m sure you can. Honestly, it was a lot of late-night practices.”

They fell into silence once again, but this time more comfortable. She turned back around to check up on Vernon and Dino and saw the pair playing chopsticks.

“Sorry, I’m not the best conversationalist.” Jangmi quickly turned back around to face Sanha.

“Oh My God! No. You’re fine.” Jangmi frantically reassured Astro’s maknae that it wasn’t his fault. One thing she hated was people apologising for things that weren’t their fault. “I’m not very talkative, and my Korean isn’t the greatest. I’m not good at starting conversations. Seungkwan can vouch for me.” She jabbed her main vocalist in the ribs to get his attention.

“Ouch!” Seungkwan glared at her. “What??”

“Tell Sanha I’m awkward at speaking Korean and making friends.”

“Jangmi’s very bad at holding a conversation in Korean, and honestly has no friends outside our company, besides like 2 people.”

“You’re making me sound like a loner.”

“That’s what you are since you don’t make friends.”

“I’m trying.”

“Try harder.”

She turned back to face Sanha. “Even though that definitely killed my confidence… It’s definitely my fault that this conversation is going super badly.”

“You think that killed your confidence. Rocky Hyung told me I looked like a dying ji-ne yesterday at rehearsals.”

Jangmi laughed. “A dying ji-ne? I don’t know what a ji-ne is, but I’m sure it’s not a compliment.”

“It’s like a worm but with more legs.”

“Vernon!” Jangmi turned around to face him. “What’s a Ji-ne?” She asked in English.

“Centipede.” He replied.

“What dance were you even doing to look like a centipede?” She asked Sanha, turning back around.

He cracked a smile. “No idea. But it definitely ruined my mood.”

“Insults like that are the worst at night. Like you’re already so tired, and one-off comment really kills the vibe.”

Sanha nodded. “I agree. I literally wanted to punch him then and there. But he’s a better dancer than me so I couldn’t.”

Moonbin slung his arm over Sanha’s shoulder. “I don’t think you should go around telling people you want to punch your team members. They might think we hate each other.”

“Don’t worry. I told Woozi Hyung to die in a hole last week because he made me record a song for an hour.”

Seungkwan placed both his hands on either side of Jangmi’s shoulders. “I think we should separate them before they admit that everyone in our groups hate each other.”

“Wait.” Sanha raised his voice. “Let me tell you about the time Eunwoo Hyung started swearing-”

“Ok. Time to go. Nice seeing you guys.” Moonbin interrupted, cupping Sanha's mouth shut.

“Swearing’s not that bad. Woozi hit Mingyu with a guitar a while ago.”

Seungkwans’ eyes widen. “Jangmi you can’t say that.”

“It’s literally on YouTube.”

“Alright. We’re leaving now.” Seungkwan pushed Jangmi away from the conversation and guided her back to her under-aged members.

“I was making a friend!” Jangmi protested.

Seungkwan rolled his eyes. “Don’t make friends by exposing our secrets.” He pushed her a little harder, causing her to misstep and lose her balance for a split second.

“Oh shit!” She whispered in English, as she prepared herself for the fall.

Except that fall didn’t come- as she felt a pair of arms catching her...

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[jjeongsa]

boyfriend texts | [astro] moonbin.

hello! it's my first time writing for astro :< i love moonbin he's just so WOW. i hope you like it <3

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[prettywordsyouleft]

Rescheduled

Prompt: “Tomorrow. Let’s do it then.” -- @challengingwords​ prompt #47

Pairing: Moonbin x female reader

Genre: fluff / suggestive

Warnings: making out session

Word count: 1179

Frowning when he found you still nestled in the bed with a book in front of your face, Moonbin sighed. “Time to get up, sleepyhead.”

“Later,” was all you said in response.

“Good book?” he wondered, taking a seat on the bed next to you. Normally, when you were in close proximity of him, your body would instinctively move, welcoming him in. However, you seemed unaware of his position, close enough for his lower back to be touching your legs curled up under the blanket.

Moonbin was confused.

Mostly because this was the first time in his relationship with you where your attention didn’t naturally travel to him. And, well, it did give his ego a bit of a nudge down a rung or two.

It was also since you didn’t read often. In fact, Moonbin was convinced he hadn’t seen you hold a novel so dearly before. For the length of your three-year relationship, you were known to read online, perusing fanfiction websites that you attempted to keep him in the dark about.

He knew you liked to be entertained by the written word, but this was something entirely else.

“That good, huh?” he asked again when the only thing he had heard out of you since asking the first time was a slight change in your breathing. From where he sat, he could just see your eyes, scanning the words avidly. You were soaking it all in as fast as you possibly could, completely enthralled by whatever it was.

His eyes flickered to the back of the book, and he snorted after scanning the summary. “Aliens?”

“Shh.”

“Did you just shush me for some extra-terrestrial beings, Y/N?”

“I’m busy. Come back later,” you murmured, waving out a hand in the wrong direction to dismiss him.

Your eyes didn’t once leave the page before you.

“Seriously? Babe, you told me we had to do the groceries today. I’m ready to go, but you’re not.”

He was unsure if you even heard him, at first, your fingers flipping the page over, and your eyes followed to the top of it.

“Tomorrow. Let’s do it then.”

“Wow, this must be some kind of magical world you’ve stepped into,” he muttered, surprised by how easily you brushed off the usual routine.

Moonbin had only ever witnessed you intentionally break plans from your schedule twice in your relationship – once because you were too sick to even move from the bed, and the other because of a family emergency. Otherwise, rain, snow, or shine, you were a creature of habit.

That was probably why he was having such a hard time accepting how distant you were from reality right now.

Getting up, Moonbin decided to leave you for an hour. Surely by then, you’d have enough of the book and get up for the day. Saturdays were the only day where you both had nothing on, and so you always spent the time together.

By lunchtime, you were still in bed, your nose deeply invested inside the book.

“What’s it going to take to get you and that book to separate?” he wondered exasperatedly, glancing at his watch for the time. “It’s almost one. You haven’t even gotten up to eat yet.”

“The final page arriving,” you murmured, barely lifting your eyes to his to acknowledge his presence.

Scoffing, Moonbin folded his arms over his chest in annoyance. “What page are you on?”

“Two-hundred-and-three.”

“How many pages are there to go?”

You smirked. “I’m only halfway.”

“Do you plan on eating at all? Showering? Getting out of bed, perhaps?”

“I never took you for being the needy type, Bin.”

He blinked slowly and then walked over to your side, sitting down next to you again. So that was what it was. He didn’t like not having your attention.

Despite announcing it, you made no effort to put down the book or reach out for him.

He whined like a wounded puppy searching for someone to nurture him.

Specifically, you.

Leaning in, he kissed a trail up your arm, watching as you merely darted your eyes to his face and then back at the book. Though, you had begun to smile. “Don’t.”

“Don’t what?” he asked into your skin, still following your bare arm up to where your shoulder and neck met. Burying his face there, you held your breath when he pressed the gentlest of kisses into your skin.

“You’re distracting me.”

“I need you.”

“You’re a grown man, fully capable of entertaining yourself for a few hours.”

“I’ve done that already,” he protested childishly, the whine in his voice even surprising him. Clearing his throat, Moonbin pouted. “Play with me.”

“Are you a child?”

“You just called me a grown man.”

You laughed. “Maybe I was wrong. You seem very petulant right now.”

“Someone changed how my day was going.”

“Now you know how it feels,” you concluded with a smile, your eyes turning back to the book. “Let me enjoy this.”

“What’s to enjoy that I can’t do better?”

“For one, I doubt you could do half the things Da—HEY!”

His hand, now having distracted you enough with his mouth, hastily jerked the book from your grip and tossed it to the floor.

“What you just did to that book was sacrilegious.”

“I’m sure the book will get over it. I, however, will not.” Climbing onto the bed, Moonbin moved over you as you gave him a look. He grinned, leaning down to press a devastating kiss onto your lips. He made sure not to pull back until he knew your head would be swimming with desire.

Catching your breath, you rolled your eyes, but there was a new element to your annoyance building there too.

Lust.

“Now you’re ruining my plans.”

“What should we do about that?” he wondered, smirking when your hands moved to the hem of his shirt and slipped under, palms smoothing against his torso. “Maybe I should come back to bed with you.”

“You know, it’s really kind of funny.”

“What is?”

“The fact that your ego is the size of the character’s in the book I was just reading. You’re pretty much the same.”

Moonbin barked out a laugh before nipping your bottom lip playfully. “Except I’m no alien.”

“No, but I bet you’re going to say something stupid to follow that line up with.”

“Like I’m about to take your mind and body out of this world?”

“There it is,” you said with a groan, despite the fact that your body was warming up to his caresses, your hands now tugging the shirt over his head. “Even when I try to escape to a fictional world, I’m never going to avoid someone like you cropping up in front of me.”

“You were reading that book so fast. I bet you were having the time of your life imagining me instead of them.”

“What about the groceries? Or me finishing my book?” you asked without conviction, your back arching into his touch.

“Tomorrow,” he answered before kissing you passionately again. “Let’s do it then.”

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Snow/ Moonbin

Angst, fluff

Request: y/n and Bin got into an argument but it snowed and they make up

“Why do you freaking care about it if I don’t?” Your voice cracks, the tears were stuck and choked you from the inside. -“Because I care for you, have you thought about it?” He yells back.

It was too silly for a good reason to argue with your boyfriend, you love each other but everytime you get into an argument you felt like taking the door out of its place and throw it on him. Well, fortunately you knew how to brush these thoughts away. Bin took his bag and headed towards the door, he knew you too well and thought you just needed some time to yourself to calm down.

“Where would you go? It’s 2am.” You cross your arms against your chest and lean on the wall, waiting for him to turn around and throw his bag back on the soft. -“Anywhere but to keep arguing with people I love and care for.” His words were like a knife to your heart, you love him too deep inside, but anger filled you at the moment. He seems to sound hurt, he is.

As soon as he left your place, you were sinking deep in your thoughts. Somehow, tears haven’t left your eyes, although you were able to cry when feeling like this.

Your eyes notice the ground outside cover in white, it was beautiful. Too beautiful. It made you feel just a little bit better.

And then you noticed his shadow.

It was freezing cold outside and now also snowing, you just couldn’t leave him there, no matter what your temporary emotions are. You heart aches at the thought of him walking down the cold streets in the middle of the night.

You walked towards your door, looking at him standing there like a snowman, standing still. He didn’t plan leaving anyways. Well, that’s what he let you think.

“Let’s forget about it, just… can you please come in and not stand there like that?” You raise your voice for him to hear and he turns around, the slightest smile appears, exposing his shaking teeth. -“Only if you make hot chocolate.” He playfully replies. “That’s all? Well, I’d stop the snow for you if I could.” His heart warms at your words, although it feels like freezing outside where he still stood.

-“I’d do the same for you.” He says when he approaches and enters your place.

“I know.” You shortly reply and head together to the kitchen.