#bang yedam boyfriend

[yixinghoneybee]

My favourite songs from October (in no particular order):

Save You - YUTA

Whiplash - aespa

44 (Forget Forever) - WOOSUNG

Night before the end - Xdinary Heroes

He + She = We - AMPERS&ONE

Zip Zip Zip - DXMON

Rizz - Yoon Seobin

Like Yesterday - BANG YEDAM

Cherish (My Love) - ILLIT

Boyfriend - POW

[itstheghostofmypast]

L♡VE- (Hyung Line)

Separate member/non-idol Ateez x (F)Reader

Summary: The moment he realised he loved you.

Genre: Fluff

Rating: PG-17

Warnings: None

Word Count: 6.7K

Est.Read Time: 33 min

Networks: @k-labels

Banner: @cafekitsune

Maknae Line: Here

Song Rec: Fallin'- Bang Yedam

A/N: A little Valentine update before Yuyu's IOMT chapter- blame @edenesth for introducing me to this song. Also, would be thanking my queen @edenesth for helping me out with these- especially Song Mingi's <3 - MY LAPTOP DIED ON ME- i-i- ill try to post the second part today too

Corporate Coffee Chaos

Personal Song Rec〜☆ Fallin' Connie Francis

Hongjoong never believed he would fall in love, let alone fall in love with someone at work. True, the man had a handful of ‘situationships’, most- or well all failed to pass to the second stage of ‘love’- he’d gone as far as kissing a few of those few blessed ones before he’d end up neglecting or ignoring them, paying attention to his first love- work. Whether he would like to admit it or not, it was a fact that he could not deny, most of his lovers had left him because he’d been so busy with work, it wasn’t his fault though, well not all of it. He had been completely honest about his ‘unhealthy obsession with work’, and although at one point he would blame himself for his failed relationships and his friends would often tease him about him eventually marrying his ‘desktop’ at the end, he had realised the moment he had met you, that it was not him who was at fault, but his heart, his heart that had closed off to almost everyone he had met, until of course when you had waltzed into the picture, or in specific, his cubicle.

He had felt his heart almost leap out of him, squeezing through his throat, ready to jump out of him and onto your palm, your very much expectant palm, only you had not been expecting his battered, shrivelled heart, instead, you had stormed into his cubicle at 8 A.M, demanding he hand you the reports that his work bestie slash coworker, Song Mingi had decided to butcher, which as a result had affected your job- the hell could he do? Oh, yeah, he was the Unit head, that meant Mingi’s clownery was something he’d have to cover up, though maybe he should thank Mingi for messing up this time, because for the entirety of the time you had been ‘explaining how he was as incompetent, lenient and overly considerate boss with eyebags that made him look like he was 50 - mind you that was a total lie-’ he had been staring at you like a lovesick puppy, trying to form the smoothest pickup line known to man, 

“Let’s discuss this over coffee?”

And discuss, you did, over a cup of coffee that had him falling to his knees for you, especially when he realised you liked your cup of brew as bitter and strong as him. One thing had led to the other and you found yourself often at coffee with Mr.Kim, the unit leader of the IT department, and eventually, perhaps a month or so later, Mr.Kim had managed to find something or someone, he may prefer over work. Well, to some extent, it didn’t take him long to figure out that you were as much of a workaholic as he was, and to an unimaginable extent he had loved that about you- another thing he had loved about you. 

So your routine was set, every morning he’d pick you up from your place, all neat and clean, with a crisp white dress shirt, his scratch-less glasses and a blinding smile, and between you two, in the cupholders of his car sat your coffees, ones he’d have Jongho, his buddy and favourite barista, brew all warm and nice early in the morning, to perfection. Call him an idiot, but it was something he admired about you- another thing he admired about you, how you’d thank him every day for something that was a routine, perhaps even his job at this point, he was after all your boyfriend, your boyfriend who had begun to be so obsessed with you that he’d need you to be around him most of the time, even at work. Though he would not call this the L-word, no he was not going to drop the L-bomb anytime soon and he had discussed it with another one of his close friends, Wooyoung, who had told him, “Hyung, you need to wait for the right moment to prove herself, trust me, I like my girl a lot, but I ain’t no simp, she gotta prove to me that she’s a real one.”

Though with your one year of being together, it was safe to say that you two were past your honeymoon phase, or were you? He wasn’t sure, he was no expert on love, he just knew that you were the first person who had grabbed his face and kissed him without letting him think of a stupid insecurity he could use to back out, and once you pulled back, your hands still gently cupping his cheek you had whispered to him, in the silence of the misty, street, under the streetlamp that had watched you two, “You need to stop overthinking Kim Hongjoong.”

For once he had listened, because soon he had felt himself let go around you, slowly showing you that he too, was human, in fact, too human sometimes- enough to still smile at her and say things like, “I really like you,” or “I hope you know you mean a lot to me.” For some ungodly reason you had never said anything to ruin the mood, you’d smile at him and recite the words back to him, wrapped in a velvet cloak of something he could still not decipher, but the way your eyes would twinkle, cheeks shine with a subtle pink hue and hands slightly tremor in his, he knew your words were sincere. Though a part of him wondered what would happen after this phase would come to an end, disillusionment or-

“Kim Hongjoong!” the man sat up straight, groaning at the pain in his lower back before turning his swivel chair and meeting your frowning face, knowing what was going to come next.

“I can not believe you,” placing the two cups of labelled coffees on his desk you frowned at him, hands on your hips as you glanced at him then the lumbar support cushion you had gotten him for his birthday and his stupid back pain. Shaking your head in defeat you moved to grab it and stuff it between his back and the backrest of his chair, before narrating, “I will be back after a little group meeting, and then, we can go out for a proper breakfast, I know for sure you showed up without breakfast.”

With a salute he watched you leave, before grabbing his coffee, odd, they were labelled, did you perhaps get them from another shop? Oh well, work Hongjoong, work, gotta make that money make purse and get your lady a nice fur coat.

Twenty minutes in he sat back, before stretching his arms above his head and yawning, huffing as he reached for his cup, only to realise it was empty, with a huff he tossed the paper cup in the bin before looking around aimlessly, where were you? For a ‘short little meeting’, huh? Bloody liar, you were worse than him, he knew how’d you get when the marketing plans were delayed, or the payments for the prints didn't make it through- anything, anything wrong to the slightest and the perfectionist in you would go ballistic- no, you’d go bat-shit crazy, pfft, he was not as bad as you.

Chuckling to himself at the thought of your hair already clipped up in a bun, sleeves rolled up, voice raised higher than your sleeves, he decided to start the next task, he could finish it halfway before you’d arrive, so much for breakfast. Leaning- hunching- back into position his fingers began to dance on the keys at an impressive speed, and amidst this display of skill he had reached to grab your lukewarm coffee, glad that you enjoy the same acidity of coffee that he did before he took a big boy swig only to freeze as his brain malfunctioned, for what slipped down his throat was not a warm, crisp taste of roasted coffee, but something that had him physically cringe, recoiling at the taste as he spat in the bin and glared at the cup, whipping his mouth with the back of his hand. Did they get your order wrong? What on earth was this incredibly sweet, milky and creamy- was this tea?!

“Sorry I’m late-” you froze at the sight of your boyfriend holding a paper cup in his hand, your paper cup. Though in return his head had whipped up to glare at you, with eyes ready to kill, a menacing glint in his usual shiny orbs, as he spat at you, “What is this blasphemous treason, woman?”

“I- I can explain- did I label them wrong? Did I mix them up-” you paused when you realised that there was only one cup left, yours, damn it, you should’ve taken this with you- oh well, guess the truth was going to come out sooner or later, you just hoped it did not change his view of you. Gently, you reached forward and took the cup from him, your fingers grazing his as you gave him a shy smile and set the cup down before holding your hands in his as you decided to confess your deepest, darkest secret, “I hate bitter coffee.”

“What.”

With a small pout you nodded, giving his hands a squeeze as you continued, “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner…it’s just…it’s just that it's the first thing you ever bought me and…and you got me the same coffee every morning and I didn’t want to ruin it, it was such a sweet gesture anyone has ever done for me, out of the blue, just completely caught me off guard and you looked so…proud, so I never said anything.” You were now sitting at the edge of the desk as you continued to explain yourself, “I know it’s kind of stupid but, it really meant a lot to me, and I didn’t want to ruin it between us, I hope you can forgive me Joong, I really do like you, it’s just that I hate, no, I loath bitter things, dark chocolate, roasted coffee, lemon tarts, citrus cakes, even orange juice- like why on earth would I want to recharge myself with gross tasting things when a teaspoon of sugary goodness can do much better-”

“I love you.”

Frankly, he had stopped listening to you as soon as you had said, 'It’s just that it's the first thing you ever bought me and…and you got me the same coffee every morning and I didn’t want to ruin it’- what kind of idiot continues to torture herself every morning just to keep her boyfriend happy- no one had ever done that for him, hell, you’d been drinking Jongho’s strongest brews for almost a year without complaint just to keep him happy? Just to make him feel loved? Were you like an angel who had lost her way while going back up to heaven or something and had mysteriously landed in his arms? Or was he being rewarded by a higher entity? 

“W-what?” you whispered only to feel him squeeze your hands this time and repeat the words, “I.Love.You.” Only in return, he had earned not only your heart but your whole being, and if you weren’t at work, you would have smothered him with kisses, well, perhaps you could do that in the car before you go for your brunch- lunch, it was definitely lunch time now.

“I love you too, Joong.”

Perfect Puzzle Picture

Personal Song Rec〜☆ Bewitched Laufey

Doctor Park Seonghwa was a busy man, one of the best neurologists in his town, with a great track record of patients, and an even better relationship with patients- he was smart, skilled, kind and handsome, a whole package. A package that may have potential mother-in-laws approve of him without a background check, he was a total catch- with the brains, looks and financial stability, there was only one problem, Dr Park Seonghwa was a total nerd. Once the scrubs would come off, the man would morph into a cat mom; introverted, shy, in this case, the cat was the resident cardiologist, a shining star, Dr Choi, who one would often find in Dr Park’s residence or around him at work if the two were free- some even assumed that these two were ‘a thing’. Mind you, as soon as this rumor had made it to him, he had told Dr Choi to disappear or he’d pull his brain out of his nostrils, Egyptian mummy style. Oh, he was also a nerd, with an abnormal obsession with Lego sets.

Ironically, it had been due to his love for lego sets that he had met you, one fine night, and just like the God sent blessing you were, you had smiled at him politely when your hands had touched reaching for the last box of the  X-Wing Starfighter™, only for him to quickly pull away apologising, “You can have it, Miss.” He didn’t want to let it go, but seeing such a pretty little lady buying an intricate set had his lego-loving fanboy-self force him to bow to your mysterious self. Though your response had completely caught him off guard, “Oh, you can have it, my nephew is like 10, I was just getting this one because it's expensive and I can be the cool aunt.” That night your fate of being a cool aunt had been sealed, oh, and you had managed to somehow acquire the friendship of a cute doctor, who had also paid for this lego set…and a few more, each with a backstory you did not care remembering, too mesmerized by his beauty, and amused by his interest in his little hobby, admiring his dedication, since your short attention span barely ever had you finishing a 20 piece picture puzzle, let alone a whole 3-d set.

Therefore, your friendship had slowly blossomed into something more, something more precious, more pure and intimate- of course after the approval of the great Dr.Choi, who at the first glance at you had turned to the neurologist and stated, without thinking- one of his not so good qualities- “She’s way out of your league, hyung.” As a result, he had received a kick, and was told to leave their ‘lunch table’ at once, or he’d complain about him to HR. Nonetheless, Seonghwa was glad to have met you, you were sweet, kind, considerate, and somewhat of a people’s pleaser but something he really admired about you was how when you’d walk into the room, you would be all that he could see, you were the flame to his moth- something about you was so attractive that he’d often end up giggling in bed at the thought of you. Perhaps it was the way you accepted him as a whole, his flaws and his best qualities, how you’d clean with him, how you’d cook for him, how you’d secretly stalk healthy items in his ‘snack cabinet’ and how you’d always leave him craving for more, especially when you’d come to visit him for lunch at the hospital- oh you’d drive him too, and he was grateful, he could drive, but you were a much better driver and at least everyone wasn’t shipping him with Dr.Choi Stupid anymore, since you were very clearly in the picture. Nonetheless, you were a romantic- in secret- and Park Seonghwa, oh he loved that because he was a smart man, who’d know how to use this inclination of yours, which is why a year ago he had asked you out, on valentines day, and guess what? After three months of courting you, meeting your family, and becoming your nephew’s ‘favourite Doctor’, you had said yes to a date you would never forget- especially as the two of you sat at the top of the Ferris wheel, hand in hand, staring at the sunset, alone together, your silence singing around you, enveloping the two of you in a symphony that could only reach its harmonious peak through the beating of your hearts as they waltz under the glow of your admiration for each other.

Tonight was the night, the night he had decided to take their relationship to the next level, their first anniversary was the perfect moment to be doing this, he thought to himself as he picked up the box wrapped in plastic, smiling at the way this was not only romantic but an easy piece to build- it also catered to your ‘bouquets are killing live flowers, so I don’t prefer something so temporary’ policy. The Wildflower Bouquet was something you two could build together, it would officially be your first Lego set, and the first ever Lego set the two of you could build together, perhaps after that, you could play a movie in the background, Barbie The Island Princess one you liked so much, it was the first movie the two of you had watched anyway. Yes, this was a good plan, after dinner, the two of you could clean up, and get to it at home, working together on this. With this thought he had it wrapped up in the shiniest, prettiest wrapping paper, matching his vibrant smile he made his way to the restaurant where you were waiting for him, ready with a big meal for your big boy.

You looked around the hall filled with couples, feeling a bit more special because a romantic holiday wasn’t the only reason you were here, waiting for your boyfriend, no, it was your anniversary as well, and somewhere deep down inside of you, bubbled those three words you wanted to blurt out to him- not yet, you’d tell yourself, Seonghwa was a wonderful man, honest and loyal to the bone, but you didn’t want to scare him off, pressure him into something- he’d take things slow and you knew that, he was more interested in showing you how he felt through his little gestures, and-

“Hey, sorry I’m late.”

You glanced up from the table to smile at the man who looked at you like you were his whole world, and to some extent you knew you were, this look was the only reason you were waiting patiently- any other man would’ve been kicked out pretty soon, not this clown though, he happened to be your clown, one you somehow gave your heart to, to juggle around.

“It’s alright, I’ve already ordered for the both of us,” you stated out, knowing it was very much okay to do so, because this man could and would eat anything, as long as the serving size was enough for a small village- lord knows how jealous you were of his efficient metabolism.

“No problem at all, that’s good because now I can give you this!” he smiled, letting out an excited giggle as he placed the box on the table and pushed it towards you, his smile growing bigger at your gasp followed by an “Aww…Hwa, thank you!”

Fingers tracing the glossy paper you smiled at your reflection before glancing at him then proceeding to open the packaging only to stop mid-way as you stared at the box, not noticing the concerned look plastered on the face of your lover who whispered, “Is everything okay sunshine?” Did he mess up? Was this not romantic enough? Shit. Of course, it wasn’t Park Seonghwa, she wasn’t a ten-year-old boy or a grown man with a weird obsession with toys-

“Seonghwa- I- Hey, earth to Dr.Park!”

He snapped out of his self-berating monologue at your voice, his glossy orbs meeting your confused ones, wait- was the guilt?

You placed the gift bag on the table and slid it towards him, “Open it up doc.”

With a small pout, he reached into the bag, pulling out a box, only to pause when he looked at it, before looking at you then the box, then HIS box, then back at you when you let out a sheepish chuckle, “Guess both of us have the same ideas when it comes to romance, huh, doc?”

“Oh…yeah,” he breathed out before mumbling, “First Lego set idea?”

“Yeaaah…” you mumbled, “Thought doing it with you would be romantic- well, I mean YOU did too.” you smiled at him and took the boxes, placing them in the bag and on the ground when the waiter arrived with your food, as you stared at your man who was looking at you like you had just broken him- in fact you had. Never in a million years had Park Seonghwa thought he’d find someone who’d enjoy his hobby with him, he was well and fine with knowing you could tolerate it, but knowing that you were going out of your way to start something new with him, something that meant the world to him, something that could be just something the two of you did together, meant one thing and one thing only-

“I think I’m in love with you.”

You were pouring water in his cup when his words echoed in your ears, a smile gracing your lips as you eyes flickered up from the glass to your boyfriend who looked like he was going to explode in the next ten seconds if you did not meet him with similar sentiments, lucky for him, you did-

“I think I love you too, Doc.”

He visibly shivered in his seat, smiling at you like your little goofy clown anticipating what was to come next. The night was still young, after this very delicious-looking meal he could take you home, he could show you his new cloud-shaped cotton candy bath bomb, and after a little fun in the tub, the two of you could be all cosy in your matching PJs he had been keeping in secret to give you on your birthday- screw it, he’d get you something else on your birthday, maybe even propose to you- and then the two of you could spend the rest of the night building one set after the other, with whatever the hell you wanted as background noise, because he’d be too busy, too obsessed, too absorbed in your beauty, your presence, your being as a whole- he had finally found his missing puzzle piece to make his heart whole.

Game of Love

Personal Song Rec〜☆ Old Love Yuji & Putri Dhalia

“DADDY DILUC HERE WE GO!”

Yunho looked up from his phone to chuckle at your excitement, sitting there in your office attire, heels kicked off near the door, your dress shirt crinkly because of the entire days of hard work, hair in an extremely tight ponytail so you could focus, manspreading on his couch- thank God you were wearing pants- slouching against his couch with the controller in hand. You had been working like a dog at work, hour over hour, nonstop meetings and work that truly would scar a normal human being.

He used to think his job was stressful, having a dog cafe wasn't the easiest thing out there, with so many things to manage, but when he had seen an office woman tired and exhausted, pressing her forehead against the cool glass door of his closed cafe, staring down at a puppy with the saddest pout he had ever seen, he had realised that maybe there were more exhaustive jobs out there. That night he had let you in, nodding at the way you apologised constantly, telling him you had a horrible day at work and just wanted to spend time with the puppers- that and how “stupid apartment policy didn't allow pets.” He didn't really get an chance to give in his two cents because you were so busy hugging every dog that came your way, only for him to realise that you were a regular…only that you'd often come around at this time -closing time- and a “Fairy Prince Manager Guy”, would let you in for 10-15 minutes. Ah, Kang Yeosang, truly a God sent miracle of some kind.

Since that night, Yunho would send Yeosang off early, telling him that he'd close up, that was his job as the owner of course and like the innocent bub the Maltese - sorry- Doberman was, he never questioned, only merrily skipped away with his things all packed up. Each night Yunho would let you in, sometimes he'd even make you something to eat, watching you play around with the dogs while he'd clean up, sometimes you'd help him arrange the things and take the dogs to their beds, sometimes he'd watch you take a small nap with the dogs. And one night much like the others, he had mustered up the courage to ask you out and amid the canine chaos you had giggled out a ‘yes’.

So, after almost a year of being together, your boyfriend who was a true gamer at heart was now sitting in his living room on the floor, back pressed against the couch, phone in hand trying to play a co-op mode with you because you had agreed to game with him only if you played Genshin Impact because “I gotta mine for daddy Diluc.” He had picked you up from work and you had had dinner in the car, refusing to go into the restaurant, so the drive through it was, and as soon as you had reached his apartment complex he had received a big smooch on his cheek followed by a “Thank you, Yuyu~”.

Now, the two of you were going to game, spend some quality time together, even though it was almost midnight, tomorrow was a day off and you were dying to spend time with your very considerate and caring man, who deserved the world and for some reason, the world had given him a girlfriend who barely spent time with him. Therefore, if you had forced yourself to leave work today, going to the restaurant would have wasted time which is why you insisted you have dinner in the car, the sooner you'd reach home the sooner you could spend time with Yunho.

Yunho glanced up at you, chuckling at how you cursed when you lost a team member, “NOooo Razor my boy!” Shaking his head in amusement he looked back at his smaller screen, thinking of how busy he had been the past whole week. One of his dog's was sick so he had been making frequent visits to the Vet, and that's where the infamous doctor Jung Wooyoung had graciously told him, “Keep on ignoring your girl and she'll definitely leave you.” ” Did he then look at the doctor and almost debate on whether he should punch him in the face or not? Yes, he did, but instead of listening to his intrusive thoughts, he decided to take the other approach, one that had most of society believing Jeong Yunho was a very emotionally stable and nice guy, “And you know this how?”

Wooyoung who was patting the cute Shiba Inus, hummed in return, “When couples don't spend enough time together, their connection can weaken, leading to decreased intimacy, poor communication, potential feelings of neglect, and a lack of shared experiences, which can ultimately strain the relationship and potentially lead to resentment or a fading spark between partners; essentially, the bond between them may deteriorate due to lack of quality time together.”

That was all it took to convince Jeong Yunho to spend time with you no matter what, hence, the gaming session. Ever so often he’d glance up at you, smiling at your focused expressions, admiring the way you looked so natural in your element, enough to have him move onto the couch, right next to you, tucking the loose strands of hair behind your ear, his fingertips caressing your cheek in the process before you turned to him with a pout that had his heart clench, urging him to hug you close, smother you with his attention. You had handed him the controller, “You better win, Jeong,” with that you had skipped to the kitchen, looking for something to eat for the two of you, perhaps to make a cup of tea for yourself as well. By the time you had returned with a bag of chips and two cups of tea your boyfriend had ascended your character which almost had you falling to your knees to propose to him- speaking of propose, for a while you had been wondering if you should say those three words to him. Yunho was a smart man, he was a reliable man, and most of all he was an honest man, so you really were not sure what was stopping you from declaring your undying love for him. Maybe it was the fact that he could sometimes be too night, a part of you wondered if he felt the same way about you, you knew he liked you, but did he love you? That is exactly why you had yet to say anything to him, wanting him to make the first move, it would be safer if he did so, it would be better if he did so, because for all you know, maybe he was tired of you-

“You okay?”

His words caught you off guard, almost dropping your cup in the process, clearing your throat. You smiled up at him and nodded, “Just…a little tired Yuyu, that’s all.”

With a slight nod he pouted at your response, leaning closer to place, brushing his lips over your forehead before sighing, “How about we call it a night? You can just wish on the banner later-”

The man could not even finish the sentence because you had snatched the controller out of his hand to wish on the various character banners- thankful that your man was a good grinder, feeding your gambling addiction.

Yunho snorted at the way you were wishing non-stop, whining at every pull, ah, leave it to you to do something like that, you didn’t even hear him when he had declared a bathroom trip, “I’ll be back in ten minutes- the burger really didn’t set well.”

It did not set well at all, his insides were on fire and he’d be lying if he were to say he didn’t open the little washroom window and that he did not in fact use up the entire air freshener. If you had to use the washroom, he’d have to ask you to wait, otherwise, you’d probably break up with him if you were to smell the aftermath of the war that had taken place in the tiled room. He huffed in exhaustion, glancing at his wristwatch, 4 A.M., it was late, even if you had a day off, you needed to sleep, good thing he changed the sheets today, you could take his bed and he'd take the couch.

Walking into the living room to find the TV switched off, remote controllers back in place on the console, coffee table clean, if he were to check the kitchen, he would find washed dishes and a cleaned counter. He saw you sitting on the couch, purse beside you, your phone in your lap- wait? You were leaving? Were you calling an Uber? You couldn’t possibly think he’d tell you to leave at this hour of the night, never- he wouldn’t drop you off either, knowing you, you’d just fall face first on your couch and wake up with the worst back pain next morning. He was about to ask you to sleep here when he heard a light snore, eyes flickering up from your phone to your face- oh, you were asleep. A small smile graced his lips as he sat down on the couch next to you, slowly reaching to caress your cheek, a form of guilt spreading through him as he noticed your tired features, something inside him blossoming, confirming that feel that he’d been pushing deep down within him, trying to ensure to not slip- but here he was ready to confess to you, confess that he had decided to spend the entirety of his life with you, solely because he had never met anyone who was so ready to spend time with him, spend time doing what he’d like. He’d shown you all sides of him, how he was a sweet man, how this same sweet man could snub rude customers who were mean to animals, how you’d seen him get cranky if he was woken up after a rough sleep, and how he’d shown you what he was like in his lowest when you’d come to his apartment to check up on him when his senior husky, Macho Man, the first dog he started his cafe with had passed away due to old age, though it had taken a big toll on him. You had walked into his apartment, looking around at the mess but dared not to utter anything negative, instead you had tiptoed to the six-foot-plus man who was curled in his bed, all tired and sad, coercing the heaps of blankets off him, as you helped him sit up, cupping his face, wiping his tears, “Aww….Yuyu….he’s in a better place now, playing with all those cute big and small doggos up there.” Kissing his tears dry you had pulled him out of bed, had him take a nice path and then had dragged him out in the sun, showing him why he had begun feeling about you this way.

You slowly opened your eyes to Yunho looking intently at you, deep in thought as his fingers continued to run through your hair, gently scratching your scalp. Actually, that had been what had you slowly slip out of your sleepy state, you felt ‘too relaxed’, not a feeling your nervous, overworked body was used to-

“I love you.”

Your breath hitched at the quiet whisper, finally twitching in action, reaching to grab his hand and bringing it down to your lap, clasping his hand in both of yours as you smiled at him, taking in his shocked expressions, “Care to repeat that for me?”

He raised a brow at your little smirk before shaking his head and giving you a big smile, “Well…I was declaring my love for my sleeping beauty who seemed to be spying on me.”

Your laughter echoed in the living room as you felt him move closer and envelope you in a hug, arms circling around you, squeezing you closer when you whispered back, “I love you too.”

Taste of Love

Personal Song Rec〜☆ I Feel Loved Aden, Amin

“Yes, but have you shown her your horrible taste pallet?”

Even though he wanted to argue with the stupid vet, he knew what Wooyoung met. Wooyoung had known Yeosang since middle school, he'd seen how weird the pretty airhead can be, especially when it came to his snacks. Wooyoung scratched the dog's ear before looking at Yeosang, “Dating a pastry chef and not telling her about your horrendous desserts is a bit of a deal breaker don't ya think?”

That was why Kang Yeosang had asked Jongho to give his best worker ant a day off on Valentine's day. He only said yes because it was Yeosang, anyone else would have gotten thrown out at such a barbaric request. You had smiled up at him, wiping your hands with your apron at the sight of the princely man who was talking to your boss, curious about what was going on. Only for them to split when you came closer, Jongho mumbling something about a day off tomorrow and your pretty boyfriend offered you a shy smile and giggled, “Dinner at my place tomorrow?”

Not a bad idea, you loved spending time with him, watching him game for hours, playing with dogs at his workplace, going for walks with him- anything actually, you just wanted good company and Yeosang could definitely be considered as great company. What was worrying you however, was his constant fidgeting. You'd never seen him like this, worrying over the slightest of things, running around the table to hand you a tissue instead of just passing the box. He didn't even let you get up to help him set the table.

You had brought fried chicken and a soda, even though he was persistent that you didn't need to, it was his treat, true, but you couldn't come empty handed, so…you may have brought a nice fudge cake for dessert too, something you had been planning to launch at the cafe, but you wanted your Sangie to taste it first, so he could give you his review and you could mold it to his taste.

Yeosang stared at the box in the kitchen, leaning closer to sniff the chocolate, God, it smelt divine but YOU and your GENEROUS LOVING BEHAVIOUR had foiled his plans of his dessert dish with your much normal, much more delicious and well thought out dish. Running his fingers through his hair he wondered if he should come out clean to you right now, “Love, I gotta tell you something, I Kang Yeosang am a total freak.” Or okay maybe he could rephrase it, “I gotta show u my true self, please don't run away my love, please, trust me, my intentions are pure.”

“Sangie?”

You called out, coming into the kitchen with the dirty plates in hand as you set them in the sink, eying the way he was staring at the cake, “What's the matter? Don't you like it?”

He shook his head and gave you a small smile, one that calms you down before he walked over and placed his hands on your shoulders, “I made dessert too…can we…try that first?”

Your head tilted to the side as you pondered for a moment before smiling at him, “That's why you've been so worried?” You reached for his cheek only to pinch it, earning a gasp from him before moving and running out of the kitchen, calling for him as you took a seat at the table “I'm waiting Chef Kang!”

Yeosang felt his cheeks heat up at that name, technically wasn't nervous about that but at least your consolation made him feel a bit better as he answered back, “Be right there!”

You stared at the bowl in front of you, ramen…and chocolate?

“Is this…a foreign dish, Sangie?”

He felt his heart clench at your innocence, oh God, he was about to destroy you, break you, ruin you for life. Shaking his head he handed you a spoon, “It's….my recipe…”

“Oh!? I got a special treat from Chef Kang himself!?” You giggled before taking a spoonful of broth and sniffing in. It didn't smell bad, though it was an odd choice of combined goods but, you trusted him, you trusted him with your heart and soul. That thought in mind you tasted the dish, freezing on the spot.

Yeosang was eagerly sitting next to you, he had dragged his chair next to yours, with a glass of water in hand and a tissue box near him, in case your reflex reaction were to spit it out. He watched the way your facial expressions change, from curiosity to determination and then you froze, as if you were trying to calculate something, comprehend something, trying to rationalise it. Good lord, she was probably thinking of how to break it to him- no what if she was phrasing a polite way of breaking up with him and-

“I LOVE THIS!”

His breath hitched at your screech, taking in the way you squealed, “I mean sure, it's not everyone's cup of tea but the sweet and spicy taste- the broth is tangy! plus the ramen adds a soft texture to it- why haven't you given me this before?”

He had honestly stopped listening because the moment you had called him a great cook- well, something like that, it was close enough, the point is, he had just realised something, something he was about to blurt out,

“I love you!”

Your monologue stopped as you turned your head to stare at the man who was staring back at you, his shaky hands reaching to cup your face as he blinked at you before whispering again, “I love you…” if there was one thing Yeosang was sure of, it was that he had developed these strange feelings for you, that had him thinking about you 24/7, that had him wanting to be close to you or near you, that's why he'd walk 10 blocks To the cafe for his lunch break, only so he could stare at you work around, passing him a smile every time you'd make eye contact with him. He just didn't know what to call it, he had no words to describe this warm fuzzy feeling…well…that is until now,

“I really do….love you.”

[haespoir]

try again: ldh.

never not, pt 2!

⨯ pairing: ex!haechan x reader

⨯ word count: 1.4k 

⨯ summary: sleeping with your ex wasn't the best idea when you're too much of a coward to face him after. thankfully, haechan's anger seems to be enough courage for the both of you.

⨯ warnings: uhmmm no content warnings that i can think of... fluff n angst is all i've got.. haechan is desperate and reader gives in easily... just like me fr

⨯ playlist: try again, jaehyun / clementine, grantperez / wayo, bang yedam / universe, thuy 

⨯ extra content: part one

⨯ a/n: finally... part two is here!!! i hope you guys enjoy it.. i wanted to include more angst... but i couldn't do it. feedback is always greatly appreciated 🩵

. . .

Waking up to an empty bed has Haechan livid, like absolutely enraged. No one could calm the male down, not that they even wanted to try. It was an unspoken rule to just let Haechan feel his emotions; the male felt everything so intensely that it was useless to even attempt to help. 

He couldn’t believe it. If there weren’t bruises scattered along his neck, he would have believed it was some horribly fucked up dream. It was so cruel of you to leave him like this. Even if he had more than a few drinks the night before, he was honest and true in his intentions of wanting to talk. Maybe somewhere along the way the execution was messed up, but he was determined. 

Which is why he gives himself time to cool off. Barging into your apartment when he was seeing red was not a wise decision, he knew that much at least. Haechan was not the same immature kid he was when you guys began dating, and he wanted to prove that to you. 

He did. 

He really did. 

But old habits die hard. 

haechan [1:05 pm]: i gave you three hours since i’ve woken up  haechan [1:05 pm]: answer the damn phone  haechan [1:05 pm]: you’re not getting off the hook that easily haechan [1:30 pm]: don’t leave me on read  haechan [1:30 pm]: i know where you live  you [1:31 pm]: is that a threat?  haechan [1:32 pm]: it doesn’t have to be  haechan [1:32 pm]: talk to me haechan [1:32 pm]: please  you [1:36 pm]: tomorrow  haechan [1:39 pm]: not a fucking chance  haechan [1:40 pm]: i'm coming over you [1:50 pm]: the code is the same

You weren’t sure how you were going to prepare for this one. The walk of shame out of Haechan’s room was already enough emotional torment for the day. You weren’t ready to face him. You couldn’t think of a single excuse, and you knew Haechan was ready to eat you alive. 

Before you can even stop it, the tears begin to pool. You don’t even attempt to fight it as you sit on your couch, the tears rapidly decorating your cheeks. How did you tell your first love that you were a coward? How did you tell him that you loved him so intensely it scared you? At some point during your first year of college, you had begun to spiral when every icebreaker in a class involved Haechan. 

What do you like doing? 

Hmm, you usually watched your boyfriend's game with his friends.

Who’s your closest friend? 

Oh easy, Haechan. 

Girls night? 

Sorry, you were hanging out with Haechan. 

Being so dependent on him was terrifying, but you knew that you couldn’t stop. So you had to cut him off; there were probably better ways to go about it, but you didn’t give it much thought. 

It was so unfair to him. 

You can’t even begin to fall down that rabbit hole because there’s a sudden pressure on the couch next to you. Haechan was faster than you thought; in fact, it was probably a record speed for Haechan to arrive somewhere. He was someone who enjoyed being fashionably late, anything to make a grand entrance. However, for once, he decides to enter quietly. After all, the fact that the code to your apartment was still his birthday was something that he hoped had more meaning than just being a memorable set of numbers. 

“Why are you crying?” You flinch visibly at his tone. You remind yourself that you did this to yourself. Haechan had months of pent-up frustration, and you were prepared to take the entire thing. 

That was a lie, by the way. 

Because you can’t even bring yourself to look at him. “Do you want a snack? I bought some clementines recently.” You’re deflecting; you both know it. Without giving him a chance to even reply, you rush to the kitchenette in your studio apartment. Once you’re far enough, you steal a glance at Haechan. 

Seeing him spread on your couch like that squeezed your heart in ways you could not describe. He looked like he belonged there, like there was no place in the world better than your couch in your small apartment for him to be. Even now when you feared that this would turn into a screaming match and that you both would be left with a hurting heart once again, you knew that you would always love the man who sat in your living room. 

He was your universe, your everything. The fact that two years had gone by did not change the connection between you two. It was like you had never left his side; you were his perfect puzzle piece. 

And you prayed, as you gathered a few clementines and a plate, that you hadn’t ruined it completely. 

Once you’re seated next to him again, you allow yourself the small distraction of peeling the citrus for him. Without realizing it, you’re both sitting in silence; you’re peeling the small fruit and handing each piece to Haechan. It’s like you’ve fallen into a familiar routine. He takes each piece of fruit without much thought, savoring the tart flavor. He swears it tastes best when you’re peeling it for him, even going as far as to remove the pith for him. He always complained that the small strings were too bitter. Someone as sweet as him shouldn’t be eating it, you used to say. 

Unknowingly, Haechan’s anger seems to disappear as the nostalgia creeping through his body appears. After all, he was always him when he was with you. 

“Why did you do it?” His voice is small when he speaks as if eating had drained him of all the anger coursing through his veins. 

“I had to. You consumed my every waking thought,” you reply, feeling the tears beginning to well up. “It’s such a shitty excuse, I know. But I should not be in my general ed classes thinking of marrying my high school sweetheart.” Your attempt at a joke is poor because it’s true. That was something you both knew; there were many nights where you two had laid in his bed, his arm wrapped securely around your shoulders as you discussed married life. 

But when you realized just how deep you were, you became scared. Terrified. It was so overwhelming to be in love with someone like Donghyuck. The fear of the unknown had beaten you down. 

“That’s so unfair, and you know it,” he says in disbelief. So he was right last night. “I had spent so many months thinking I did something wrong; that there was something wrong with me. You made me think I was unlovable.” 

Your heart breaks into a million pieces at his words. Had you done that to him? How could he even look at you right now? 

“Oh, Hyuck,” you sniffled, letting his nickname slip into your vocabulary as if it had never left. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” Your hands are cupping his face, wiping the tears that spilled from his eyes. Your fingers smelled of citrus as you wiped his tears. At that moment, your love was an offering of your soul and sincerity, an act that spoke volumes to him. “Forgive me,” it declared, “I love you so dearly.” 

“That has never been the case. I don’t think there’s a single person who hasn’t fallen in love with you at least once in their life.” You can only hope your sincerity reaches him.  

“Well, there’s Renjun…” You roll your eyes at his attempt to be humorous, feeling a bit better knowing that whatever was going on in his head wasn’t bad enough for him to not crack a joke. 

Without a word, Haechan is wrapping his arms around your waist, pressing his head into your shoulder. “What about you?” he murmurs. “How many times have you fallen in love with me?” 

You chew your lip, not fighting your instinct when your hands go to his hair. “I don’t think I could count,” you say. “I fall in love with you every day.” 

“Even now?” 

You hum, pressing a small kiss to the crown of his head. “Even now.” 

That seems to satisfy him. Quickly, he’s pushing onto the couch, the plate of citrus quickly forgotten as he cuddles into your side. “We’ll be alright, right?” It’s a question, but you think it’s more for him than it is for you. You hum again, intertwining your fingers with his. “I want to try again.” 

This time you don’t fight it. After all, you were his clementine. His inevitable lover. 

[neomujinjja]

Look at my neck, Kiss all over my face

Pairing: Bang Yedam x Reader

Length: 1,010 words Genre: suggestive, MDNI

Synopsis: ʅ(ツ)ʃ

Warnings: description of making out, kissing/making out, hands over each other's bodies, swearing, description of making hickies, comparing hickies to jewelry, gropping(?) and caressing, everything that comes w/ a heavy make out, moaning, lips & mouth written repeatedly, tongues, grinding/dry humping

Note: where are yedam & reader at? no clue – they could be at his studio, in a car, reader's apartment. Side Note: i'm insane! listening to a lot of songs about kissing and the idea made me feral 🐺 like i lowkey need to make out with him (like nasty make out (wtf!? who said that?!))

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You heavily breathed against Yedam's lips. Neither of you pulling away long enough to properly catch your breathes. He pressed further, sucking your bottom lip into his mouth. You airly moaned as Yedam tug on it. In return, you gripped his hair tighter in your fist; smiling as best as you could when you heard a groan from him. "Fuck, baby," he mumbled against your mouth before reclaiming it once more. Simultaneously, Yedam's hands traveled over your body. One made it's home inside your top, caressing the warm skin. His other gripped onto your thigh placed across his lap. You pulled him closer by the shoulders, titling your head to deepen the kiss even more. The two of you lapped into each other's mouth. Your tongues brushing against one anothers as they began exploring the depth of the space. You ignored the saliva that dripped onto your chins, favoring the messy kiss. Yedam's fingers crawled up your leg, settling just under the swell of your ass. His left hand followed suit before he pulled you on top of his lap. You placed your hand onto his bicep, steadying yourself at the sudden movement. Catching Yedam's top lip, you lightly and playfully nibblied on it. Your teeth grazing the flesh as you allowed for it to slip out of your mouth before pulling it back in. His hold on you becoming taut, he moved his hips up to meet yours. Pressing your forehead against his, the two of you stopped as sounds of immense pleasure came out of your mouths. Panting, you both took pride in the wrecked image of the other. Yedam's lips were red and swollen, yours not faring better as they glistened from your guy's combined salvia. The lip gloss that you'd put on to meet your boyfriend long gone at this point. Yedam dived back in, attaching himself to your neck now. You sighed as he enthusiastically pressed kisses there.

"Fuck, Dam," you breathed out as he sucked onto the side of your neck. Tilting your head with a soft moan, you gave him more acess to the spot. Your nails scratched at his scalp as he licked and nipped at the sensitive skin. You grinded down into Yedam, the two of you growing louder in the pleasure. "Yedam," you whined as you teared him away from your neck. Gently holding his jaw, you smashed your lips back together. His hands worming their way up and into your shirt. Yedam's callused fingers brushed against your chest and ribs. He chuckled as he felt you shiver at the contact. Leaning back, Yedam watched you reacted to him. Sastisfied as he took in your closed eyes, open mouth, fluttering chest, and the brand new red and purple necklace he created on your neck. He lifted his hand out from under your clothes, bringing his thumb to rest on your bottom lip. Yedam watched in a trance-like state as the tip of his thumb disappeared into the cavern of your mouth. His breath hitched as he felt the digit become wet with saliva.

"Shit," Yedam whispered to himself, pressing down on your spit-ridden lip with his thumb. Tangling his fingers into the nape of your hair, jerking your head to his level. Yedam began devouring your lips with a new-found passion. Feverly sucking at your tongue and mouth as he swallowed the whines that you let out. The already non-existint space lessening between your bodies as his left hand brought your hips closer to his. Every slight movement leading further to your peak.

"Baby." Your mumbled words getting lost in Yedam's mouth. His tongue skimming the roof of your own mouth before returning to it's original owner. Another moan escaped you at the sensation. "Baby, please," you tried again, panting against his lips. "no more," you added in a rush as you tapped his shoulder three times. Yedam pulled away from you like he'd been burned. Looking up at you, puppy-dog eyes in full effect, he apologized. You pressed a soft kiss to his cheek in acceptance, smilling as you regarded yourself lucky in the boyfriend department.

"You okay?" Yedam asked while inspecting your face for any sign of discomfort. Wordlessy you nodded. Looking into his eyes as you did so he knew that you weren't lying. His hand comfortily rubbed down the expanse of your back.

"It's okay," you spoke softly in reassurance. "I'm okay," you continued, resting your head onto his shoulder. Lightly tracing shapes on Yedam's shoulder blades as you relaxed against him.

"You sure?" he asked once more as he copied suit. Yedam gently and sweetly pecked the closest area his mouth could reach.

"Sure," you reaffirmed your boyfriend.

˗ˏˋ Bonus ˎˊ˗

"Um, Babe? What the fuck is this?" you questioned your boyfriend as you looked at yourself in the mirror. Yedam hummed in acknowledgment though his focus remained on preparing the table for the two of you. "My neck is covered in hickies," you exclaimed, turning to look at him now.

"You weren't complaining when I was putting them there," Yedam pointed out with a pleased smile on his face.

"That does not mean you need to give me a collar of them," you countered, smacking him lightly on the biceps. Your boyfriend was unphased by your attack though instead laughing in response. He scooped you into a hug, effectively trapping you in his arms. "Yedam~" you whined, pouting at him with puppy dog eyes. Yedam scrunched his noses at your cuteness. Unable to hold himself back, he began placing brief kisses onto your lips.

"You being this cute is how you ended up with them in the first place," he playfully reminded you. Yedam loudly kissed your lips again before pulling away. "Let's eat." He affectionally stroked the back of your head. "Before I want to eat something else," Yedam teased, you could feel his cheeky smile as he whispered in your ear.

You quickly picked up the provided chopsticks, stuffing the delivered food into your mouth. Your boyfriend laughing as he watched you do so.

[k-pop-lovers]

Top rated songs will compete for the best K-pop song of 4th quarter of 2024

[emeraldbabygirl]

nct - yuta, mark, ten, rennie, jisung, xiaojun, johnny, taeyong, hendery

monsta-x - hyungwon, chankyun

bts - suga, jungkook, taehyung, jin

pentagon - wooseok, yuta, shinwon

nu'est - ren

b1a4 - cnu

cnblue - jungshin

n.flying - jaehyun, chahun, dongsung, seunghyub

onlyoneof - junji, kb, yoojung

2pm - taecyeon, nickhun

got7 - jb, mark

lunafly - teo

shinee - key, taemin, onew, minho

winner - seunghoon, taehyun, jinwoo

ikon - bobby, donghyuk

dbsk - jaejoong, changmin, yoochun, junsu, yunho

exo - chanyeol, kris, tao, luhan, xiumin, lay, kai

infinite - dongwoo, sungyeol, sungjong

u-kiss - kevin, dongho, kiseop

dalmation - donglim

m.i.b - kangnam

mblaq - lee joon, mir

boyfriend - the jo twins

ss501 - kim hyun joong

ftisland - hongki, jaejin

uniq - yibo, seungyoun/woodz

b.a.p - yongguk, jongup

txt - beomgyu, huehue, yeonjun

seventeen - jun, jeonghan, the8, mingyu, vernon, woozi, joshua

beatwin - sunhyeok, yoonhoo

sf9 - hwiyoung, zuho, rowoon

lucente - parkha, z.hoo

a.c.e - donghun, jun, sehyoon

vixx - leo, hongbin, ken

teen top - niel, minsoo

knk - youjin

victon - seungwoo, hanse

1team- bc

omega x - xen

k.a.r.d - j.seph

stray kids - hyunjin, jisung, felix, i.n

day6 - youngk

super junior - leeteuk, eunhyuk, heechul, donghae

imfact - jian, lee sang, ungjae

block b - jaehyo, p.o, park kyung, zico

newkidd - hwi

cross gene - takuya

ateez - hongjoong, yeosang, seonghwa, mingi, wooyoung

big bang - gd

bonus: kim jae wook

bonus: kim woo bin

bonus: park bo gum

bonus: park hyo shin

myname - gunwoo, junq

m.pire - haru

topp dogg - atom, xero, sangdo, bjoo

14u - loudi

2z - hojin, jisub, bumjun, junghyun, zunon

alphabat - gamma

n.tic - jion

dkb - yuku, heechan, harry june

vav - ace

target - boun, oojin, g.i

wei - yoo yongha

kingdom - ivan, mujin

to1 - chanhyuk, donggeon

mcnd - win, huijin

ghost9 - shin, prince

e'last - romin, rano, wonhyuk, baekyuel, yejun

blitzers - chris, go_u

nik - parkha

megamax - iden, jaehun, jini

argon - kain

epex - baekseung, mu

b.i.g - heedo

mirae - lien

xdinary heroes - gaon, jooyeon, junhan, o.de

oneus - xion, leedo

onewe - cya, dongmyeong

cravity - minhee, serim

xeed - jaemin

bz boys - seunghyun

xodiac - beomsoo

the rampage - hokuto, kaisei, itsuki, takahide, ryu, riku, yamamoto

psychic fever - jimmy, weesa

ballistik boys - matsui, sunada

j soul brothers - hiroomi

fantastics - keita, yusei yagi

atlas - erwin, nice, muon

travis japan - noel, genta, umi

zero base 1 - ricky, jiwoong

7 men samurai - konpi, bana-san, rinne

treasure - haruto, junghwan, hyunsuk, jaehyuk

bang yedam

jo1 - shosei, kinjo

snow man - hikaru, fuka, daisuke, raul, date-sama, koji, ren

boys republic - sunwoo

kim woojin

lucas

justb - geonu

the rose - woosung, dojoon

fistbump - hyunwoo

sema - sema

ini - rihito, jun

bonus: maeda gouki

bonus: jun shison

ryuji sato

bonus: shuntaro yanagi

bonus: masataka kubota

bonus: kanta sato

bonus: akhisa shiono

bonus: yuki yamada

riize - wonbin

great guys - dongin

cix - bae jiyoung

4mix - ninja, folksong, george

xy - gai, p star, furutatsu, kanji, jay, karma, kairi, kyohey

miyavi

yoshiki

hyde

gazette - aoi, kai, uruha, ruki, reita

highlight - dongwoon

buck-tick - atsushi, hyde, yuta, imai

t1419 - gunwoo, leo, sian

btob - minhyuk

click b -minhyuk

younite - dey, eunho

orbit - ooon, youndong

d-crunch - minhyuk, jungseung, dylan

unvs - eunho

enhypen - sunghoon, jake

hihi jets - syoya igari

sugizo

dir en grey - toshiya

sug - takeru

yohio

golden bomber - kenji, yutaka, jun

bonus: kento yamazaki

bonus: dori sakurada

bonus: takumi saitoh

arashi - matsumoto jun, oguri shun

bonus: haruma miura

bonus: go ayano

bonus: hu xiaoling

bonus: mizushima hiro

kat-tun - jin akanishi

itagaki mizuki

8turn - myungho

wataru vasayegh

onf - j-us

p1harmony - intak, theo, soul, jongseob

bonus: zhang shuai bo

bonus: song jae rim

bonus: takenouchi yutaka

bonus: paing takhon

bonus: ryu jun yeol

bonus: hu yetao

wang lin kai

wow - daro yoon

jeff satur

the7 - woochul

mont - roda, narachan

xenex - uhyeong

dawn

dios - hyun

n.ssign - doha

trendz - havit

lun8 - chael

82major - seongil

hoppipolla - jeonghun

@witchy-weve-monbebe ok I wasn’t going to post it cause I know there’s more but this is all I have so far. I have no idea what to do with the list I wanted a visual guide lol but idk what to do with it hehe I have pics from Pinterest I can use but yeah idk

[lemon-icedtea]

Inso's Law

! CONTAINS SPOILERS SO READ AT YOUR OWN RISK !

I LOVE IT SO MUCHHHH. back when i read this for some time ago it was up until the choi yuri incident. i havent been up to date with this but now i finally caught up with the latest season.

AND BOIIII IT TOOK ME FOR A RIDE!!!

im like... BANG FUCKING YEDAM YOU FINE MAN.

Look. throughout the beginning. i like choonyoung. then ruda and i liked him more now cause ruda was so sweet and cute with dani and i like their chemistry so much! but thennnn.. BUT THENNNN BANG YEDAM HAPPENED. LIKE WTF WHEN DID IT HAPPENED. im so sure like he didnt have a thing since at the beginning he rarely showed up in the series. AND NOW ALL OF A SUDDEN HE BECAME THEEEE BOYFRIEND.

Ngl. i love them. i love yedam and dani. i love themmmm pleaseeeeeeeeee.

also the scene where chunyoung was finding dani and he saw yedam hug her and he glared at him.

THIS IS PEAK OMYGODDDDDDDDD

I cant move on. help

[all-about-lucky-10]

내 사랑스러운 ��자친구의 레벨이 올라서 가장 행복해요! ੭ ֪ ֹ ❤︎

i’m so thankful for you being in my life every single day and time. being able just to call you my lovely boyfriend puts the biggest smile on my pretty face.. i am so gladly, i get to spend the whole life with you, babe. i hopes a lot your birthday is everything you want it to be, and so much more. god has blessed me with so many things in life but the most beautiful blessing has been you, my perfect boyfriend. the love and care you have given me all these months is something that can only be compared with heaven. happiest levelled up, love. you mean more to me than you will ever know. you deserved nothing more that the bestest of all that life has to offer, and that’s my wish for you as you add another year. hope you have the blast day of your life, i love you endlessly and always. <3

[jureeh]

Hello to anyone who visited this web. I'm DeMille Jureh Cherokee, and too much information Cherokee is my husbu's name >______<. And all of my new name it was my boyfriend who gave it to me. Please gives him a big applauses ❤️ and goes by any pronouns, Pisces for my representative of zodiac! Very much indicative of a loyal and obedient ENFP also I have Slytherin as my house who has a looott of brave (I hope so). Prefer to be called by Emil or Millie it's okay and it is advisable not to call his old name pleek. Lastly don't call me Emilia except you are one of my closest friends (including my beloved sq, Treaversed and Treatek).

Into K-Pop especially just for TREASURE + Mashidam and BABYMONSTER. The treasure maker garis keras since YGTB and my first love is Watanabe Haruto till this second, also Bang Yedam lover. But i do loves all of 12 Treasure's member, sorry if I say Treasure still 12 *can't move on broou T_____T and casually enjoyer of #1 YG galau's song, LANY, Taylor Swift, The Vamps, 5SOS, MCR, Yuuri, ONE OK ROCK, Keshi, Simple Plan, Oasis, Keenan Te, Secondhand Serenade, Yoasobi, Why Don't We, A Rocket To The Moon, Neck Deep, My Chemical Romance, XDINARY HEROES, Paramore, This Wild Life, NIKI, PRETTYMUCH, Noa Kazama, VIIN aka Ben ex Treasure, KHH, NewJeans, IVE, Le Sserafim, and any genre that calming my heart. Y'all also can recommend me some songs!

My previous oc name:

Miller Elijah, Owen Theodore Cassius, DeMille Jureh Cassius and now is DeMille Jureh Cherokee

Was part of OA:

Haruto (Emil): FallinPetals (unver), HSInJakarta aka HSIJ, Theartstealer (unver), Meanochrome, CycleMinds

Junghwan (Jureh): TheYoungLuvs, JournalOfLove, Potternore open batch (lupa ke berapa, dah uv), OfTheNavillera, MoonBecomesYou, Thearstealer (pindahan dari haru, dah uv)

Was part of SQ all liner:

Haruto: Ladsses, Junghwan: Adorerity

Where we meet?

YoshiofGracias (NoiGratitude)

RahmatWillful (BeingWillful)

StandOutHaruto (WeTheProminent)

AuditeurJoca (PassTheLines)

NotIntoYoshi (OfHeartbreaking)

NotesofHaruto (PageofDiaries)

[halloncockta]

[9:30pm]

Yedam waves while smiling widely at you. Both of you standing outside of your place after he walked you home from your date. Right before he leaves he kisses you and gives you an envelope. He runs to catch the bus and you walk inside. When you open the envelope, you take out the paper where it spells out «I LOVE YOU<3» you smile and sigh happily. Making sure to send him a text saying «i love u too. My dork<3»

[theficblog]

CONTRETEMPS

BANG YEDAM

Prologue: Ending up in a quarrel with the popular boy shortly after joining your new school wasn’t surely a thing on your list

Genre: Angst + Highschool AU + Haters to lovers

Wordcount: 1,517

Warnings: None

Your heart was beating at an unmeasurable rate, and goosebumps were now evidently visible on your flesh. A peculiar sense of shiver was accompanied by a tingling that could not be accurately described through words. You took a deep breath. No, you weren’t falling in love. It was your first day at your new arts high school that made you feel this certain way.

You had been studying at the same school for as long as you could remember. Spending almost all of your life in one place leads to one forgetting the art of making friends. This was a new stage of life, and you had to go out, get a social circle for yourself, meet people and make friends. There was no way you were going to survive this on your own.

Time flew rather quick now that you were engaged with other students. Needless to say it was terrifying to be standing in front of your new classmates and introduce yourself, but the beaming smiles and welcoming eyes made it a whole lot easier for you. "Hello everyone! I’m Y/L/N and this is my first day here. I hope we can be friends. Please take care of me."

You were soon engulfed by a group of students. The chat started with them learning the basics about you, who you were, where you came from and what you did. You were overwhelmed. You did not expect them to accept you this quickly. Worry and anxiety and the fear of a new school vanished. You looked forward to going to that place every working day.

A whole week had passed since then. By now, most of your peers and teachers were known to you. Some of whom were funny, laid-back, careless, friendly and some who were not quite happy with your presence. The remaining latter was lesser in number, but you were not there to bother about it.

You were able to capture the attention of your new school and showcase your talent.Not to brag about it, but the limelight was placed upon you. Composing abilities, appreciated vocals, and the ability to write lyricsThe high grades and excellent remarks you received were the icing on the cake.

Things were going smooth, just as you wanted them to but life is something beyond control. It takes turns, hits and bumps, it does not worry to care about your likes and dislikes.

"Oh, I’m sorry, but that doesn't really sound right. The note that you’re playing after the third one doesn’t fit well with that melody. How about you-"

You had to shut mid sentence. The intention was to help the boy out who appeared to be struggling with one particular note but he did not look like he welcomed it.

The boy was now staring at you. A glimpse of cockiness and pride in his eyes. His hair, which was dyed to light tint of brown placed itself firmly on his forehead. An earring or two hanged from his ears, and fancy silver jewellery almost always caught everyone’s attention. He did not look like an ordinary student, though, or maybe he was just rich and his money gave him the not-like-the-others aura. His gaze grew darker as he kept on staring at you, an emotion that could be perceived as jealousy. His lips wore a pinkish color, puckered as he possibly grinded his teeth. His look was sullen.

You were sure you hadn’t seen him on campus anytime before.

"Who do you think you are?" were the boy’s exact words. Of course, you took him to be a spoilt brat. Rudeness dominated his personality. He got up from his chair, in the composing room that was, primarily open and accessible to every student. However, this boy had a presence as if he owned the place.

"I’m sorry, I was just here trying to help you w-"

"As if I asked for it!" Yet again, he started to growl before you could even finish. You were too nonplused by his behavior. Why would he take so much offence and rage out at you in this way? Well, maybe he was having a bad day.

"No I-" You stammered. Thinking of any comeback that you learnt from Tiktoks but shit, they were never supposed to work at the right time.

He rolled his eyes at you as his lips positioned themselves to spit out the poison and bitter feelings he had inside him. "You’re new here, right? It’s better that you mind your business, if you’ve got any, of course." With those words he stormed out of the room.

He slammed the door open, revealing two of your new friends. Oh damn! They probably heard this conversation. You were too embarrassed to face them. Was it going to go in vain? All the friends you made, all the reputation you built as the next potential top student. All these worries encircled your head as you walked towards them.

"Oh, Y/N, please don’t mind him, he is too tired I guess." One of the two voiced.

"Tired of what? His bitter self?" You expressed, quite surprised as to why your friends sided the boy.

"He’s overworking himself. Yedam. Bang Yedam, don't you know him?" Inquired the other one. He was no celebrity, not as per your knowledge. Oh, maybe he was too rich that everyone knew of him.

"No, is he in our class?" You questioned him back.

"Yes but you won't always see him around a lot at school, especially at the beginning of the semester. He’s an idol trainee, quite popular." He clarified, answering your question.

You brushed off your hand, trying and pretending to not care about him, at least physically. You could not lie to yourself; your mind was still pondering him.

Two days went through, you were somewhat used to the new place and people. Things were back on the track yet again and Yedam was not seen at school since that day. "He must be too busy, I don’t think he’s going to think about what happened that day." You thought to yourself, fidgeting with the pencil in your hand, completely lost in your own world.

You were soon brought back to the reality as you heard a loud thud next to you. Someone placed their bag on the bench, right next to you. Before you could protest, the student turned around, revealing himself to be none other than Bang Yedam. Oh God! Why was here again. Could he not have occupied some other place. You mentally dropped out the plan to complain and proceeded to review your notes.

It's not like you couldn’t afford one more hater, Yedam was nowhere to be termed near a hater though, it was just a petty argument. You decided to forget that. Maybe he was just too tired. Who cares?

The first half of school had ended and it was now lunch time. The students, high school students, still rushed them out of the classes as soon as the bell rang, like elementary kids. Youth was wild.

You collected your stuff and started walking towards the door when you heard him call your name. The only one who was left in the class, Yedam. "Y/N!"

You took nanoseconds to decide on whether to respond back or walk with ego, but you went with the former. Turning around, you saw him trying to process his words.

"I’m sorry about that day. I did not mean to. Umm.. I know you’re new, trust me I did not mean to be that harsh."

You were astonished, the rude brat from two days ago was now apologising to you? You were quick to revert. "Yeah, I get it, you were just jealous."

"Exactly!" Yedam blurted it out in an instant without giving it a second thought. He admitted it this time as his eyes wandered around trying to find a place for them.

"No, That’s alright, Yedam. You don’t have to feel sorry about it. We all lose our temper sometimes, I probably just got the wrong time for myself." You assured him.

A smile was now forming on his lips. This was the first time you witnessed his otherwise sulked and bossy lips curve themselves in this form. You heart fluttered for a second as he displayed his gums now. Ah! his smile was contagious for sure.

"How about I show you around the campus? Would you like that?" Yedam suggested. You understood he was just trying to get familiar with you but your honesty filled conscious had prepared something else.

"It’s actually been two weeks since I’m here, please no more campus tours." You whined, accompanying it with a smile. Yedam He reverted back the same.

"Ahh! I see!" he hummed.

"Then let’s go the music room, I’m sure I can show you a lot around there, we could even try and work on some piece of music." This offer seemed better and you bought it immediately.

You and Yedam were now back to where it all started. Everything remained the same, except for your feelings towards each other.

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[milkybonya]

5am, but with you

order 006 for anon: small classic milk tea with fresh taro

Pairing: idol boyfriend!Yedam x (gn)reader

Summary: Yedam loves spending time at the dorms with you, even if it's during sleepy 5am hours.

The beeping of the lock at the door as you type in the combo to Treasure's dorm sends the boys into panic, as they wonder who would be breaking into their house at 5 in the morning.

"Is it the manager? Do we have a schedule?" Hyunsuk asks, breathing heavily.

Junkyu rubs his eyes from the couch and groans.

Yedam grins from his room, though, knowing its you as he stares at his phone.

You: I'm on my way now! (sent at 4:36am)

"Good morning, everyone!" you say, quietly yet cheerfully. You take off your shoes and carefully step inside, jumping up when you notice Hyunsuk and Junkyu staring at you.

"What?" you ask.

"Why are you here.. at 5am?" Junkyu grumbles.

"To see Yedam," you hum, padding over to his room.

"[Y/NNNNNNNNNNN]!" Yedam sings from his room, leaving the rest of the dorm yelling at him to shut up because they want to get some beauty sleep.

His arms are wide open as he sits on his bed, waiting for you. You run straight at him, wrapping your own arms around him as he buries his face into your tummy.

"I missed you," he sighs, hugging you tightly.

"I missed you more."

Yedam giggles hearing this, and does that thing where he grins while poking his tongue out between his teeth - he gets high off your love ;)

Taking your hands in his, he carefully brings you down to the bed so you can sit beside him. You choose to lay down instead, and he rests his head on your tummy (why is he so obsessed with your precious tummy today?!), looking up at you from below. His eyes are practically begging for you to touch his hair, so you carefully reach down and run your fingers through his soft locks. Yedam closes his eyes and smiles, leaning into your touch.

"Wait, should we play some music?" he asks, reaching for his phone.

"What if the others get mad and wake up?"

"How would they get mad before they even wake up?" Yedam teases, causing you to lightly tug on his hair.

He yelps and shoots you a glare, but you smile, patting his head.

"You ruined the moment, I'm not playing any music," Yedam huffs, crossing his arms and pouting.

You lean forwards and press your lips to his forehead, causing Yedam to blush. You've been dating for a month now, but he still gets red every time you kiss him.

"O-okay, I forgive you," he says, rolling over to his tummy and cupping your face in both of his hands.

"I never asked you to forgive me, though?"

Yedam huffs, left speechless.

You close the gap between the both of you and press your lips to his, feeling Yedam smile against the kiss. When you pull away, he runs his fingers through your hair and hums a gentle melody.

"I live for moments like these, [y/n]," he tells you, admiring your beautiful face.

"Yedam, where the heck is my charger-oh... did I walk in on something?" Haruto asks, laughing quietly at the sight of you two all cuddled up on Yedam's bed.

"Leave! Your charger's in the living room!" Yedam yells, throwing a pillow at him, which Haruto manages to duck by quickly running and closing the door behind him.

Yedam runs his fingers through his hair (he knows how crazy it drives you) before turning to you.

"I'm sorry about that... anyways, are you not tired? It'll be 6 soon..."

"I'll only sleep if you sleep, too," you tell him.

"Well I'll only sleep if you do, so what should we do?" he asks, tilting his head to one side.

"I guess we should both sleep," you say, before sprawling yourself all over Yedam's bed and fake snoring.

Yedam laughs, but pulls the covers over your body and his own, pressing himself tightly next to you with his head tucked neatly in the crook of your neck. You can feel him breathing softly against your skin, and that's how you fall asleep.

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