#bang yedam drabbles

[acaiasahi]

✶ be with me ; bang yedam.

synopsis. yedam's lyrics have to mean something, and that something just so happens to be you.

info. fluff. bang yedam x gn! reader. 1,010 words.

warnings. grammatical errors, structural errors, proof read-ish lol, lowercase and smaller text intended!

[ now playing . . . ] be with me by treasure.

the soft breeze flows through your hair, the tree you're frequently sitting under blocking the sun's heat from meeting your skin.

sighing you put your book down and turn your attention to the clear blue sky above you. "everything all right?" you hear yedam ask.

turning your head, you meet his curious gaze. nothing but calmness washing over his features as he continues to wait for your answer. trying to figure what to say, ultimately decided to nod your head.

yedam purses his lips, nodding along slowly before he looks away. "could you by chance help me with this?" he asks you, gesturing to the notebook perched up on his thigh. you quickly scoot closer to him on the picnic blanket before asking to grab the notebook. he lets out a soft hum.

"i've been having a hard time with these lyrics, i'm not sure how to write out the feeling, if that makes sense?" he mutters. you read the lyrics on the paper.

i can't help it,

it seems like the last train already left.

that's very, very nice,

i have no choice but to protect you.

"these are good lyics, damie" you quickly look up at him, he waves you off with a quick 'thanks' before yedam's eyes return back to the scribble-filled notebook.

"what do you want it to be about?" you ask him, eyes still looking at the clouds floating.

"about protecting someone, y'know, someone you love?" he says nonchalantly. finally looking at him, silence consumes you two before breaking out into laughter.

you watch as he throws his head back, hand covering his mouth before clapping. you gently push his arm, "you're so corny!"

through your happy exterior, you couldn't help but wonder who the lyrics were about.

"not to boost your huge ego, but you're really talented." you tell him with a breathy laugh. he nods meekly, a bloom-like hue making it's way onto his cheeks.

picking up the notebook and pencil, "mind if i write something?" you ask. "sure, y/n." he responds back, eyeing you closely.

on a windy night, under the black sky,

i'm worried where you're going.

a full moon rises, on the way home,

the wolves will grab you and go.

be with me.

handing the book back to him, he looks over the words intently. "these are amazing, y/n!" he looks up at you, astonishment written all over his face.

and as he sits there, he thinks the same as you. who were the lyrics for?

now, you're the one blushing and waving his praises off as if he were lying. he lets out a drawn on "eh!" before pushing your arm like you did before.

collapsing onto the blanket, you continue your journey of watching and naming different clouds as they pass you by. unbeknownst to you, yedam watches you intently.

he loves the way your eyes dart from side to side, hands on your stomach, and watching the blue sky above. he loves the way you mutter to yourself and get lost in your thoughts.

"that one kinda looks like a chicken, n-no! maybe a turkey?" you whisper to yourself, closing your eyes to help yourself make out the picture behind your eye-lids.

you feel the space next to be filled as yedam lays close next to you, shoulder to shoulder. "which cloud are you talking about?" he asks, you point up to the one towards the middle.

"that one! do you see it?" you ask, "it looks more like a chicken to me" he says, laugh booming loudly.

turning his head to look at your side profile, he realizes just how breathtaking you are. don't get him wrong, he always thought you, his best friend, were pretty but when he started seeing you as beautiful, it was safe to say that he was an absolute goner.

you sigh dreamily at the fluffy cotton shaped clouds, closing and draping your arm on your eyes upon feeling the soft breeze once more.

yedam wasn't sure what took over him but as he continued to watch you breathe softly, your chest rising up and down, he felt himself have the sudden urge to be even closer to you.

scooting unbelievably closer, he hesitantly intertwines his hand with yours. it was almost like puzzle had gotten unlocked, the way yours fit perfectly in his.

it was like it was meant to be.

removing your forearm from your eyes, you slowly open them while simultaneously lifting your linked hands.

you look at the sight in front of you with a blank face causing yedam to feel like he'd messed up. he quickly made the decision to pull away but before he could, you lift his hand to your mouth, giving it a quick peck before putting it back down.

still looking at you, his face flushes a love-washed tint. your eyes never leave the sky but the blush on your face tells yedam that you're just as big of a mess as he is.

you turn your head to look at him, "you have to be the prettiest boy i've ever met in my entire life," you blurt out to him.

dropping his hand, you cover your mouth. "i'm sorry, i didn't mean to say that, bu-but i'm not lying." you stutter out, watching as the blush only grows wider upon the apples of his cheeks.

"the song's about you, i want to protect you. i love you." he says, watching you closely at the words he's so desperately been wanting to tell you.

hand still on your mouth, your jaw drops at his words. the sudden urge to just hug him being too much to bare. sitting up, yedam follows you in fear for your next words.

you catch him off guard by tackling him in a bear hug. "i love you too, since forever!" you whine out, hugging him tighter as if were going to slip away. he kisses your forehead, nuzzling his head into your hair.

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[alohajun]

♡ CUDDLES AND TEA — BANG YEDAM

yedam x gn!reader | wc : 0.8k words | content : possible grammar and spelling mistakes, lowercase intended, established relationship au, pretty wordy, fluffy feelings, rainy day cuddles !! | request : hey could a request a bang yedam fluffy scenario. maybe something about cuddles and tea. please love your writing 💜

“rain, rain … go away … come again another day.”

you sang to yourself, sitting near your window, having it slightly opened as you enjoyed the droplets of rain falling.

rain fell like the sky’s music; each drop was a note that didn’t sound great when heard on its own, but together along with the rest of the droplets, they created a song that put a smile on your face.

admiring the rain came to a stop when you heard rapid knocks on your door, pulling you out of your daze. you thought little, walking to the door and opening it, surprised to see your boyfriend standing in front of you, completely drenched from the rain and out of breath.

“yedam!” you marveled, awakening the ‘parent-mode’ in you as you quickly dragged him inside, not even giving him time to explain as you ran around. “what were you thinking? actually, don’t answer, just quickly change out of that.” your lips were pursed into a pout as you handed him clothes he had left from the last time he visited.

the male simply nodded, his usual bright smile on his face as he rushed inside the bathroom, changing out of his rain-soaked clothes. you waited in the living room, eyeing the bag he had brought with him, wondering what your boyfriend was doing out in the rain.

“all done!” yedam exclaimed as he walked out of the bathroom, wearing the dry clothes you had given him. “you look like a cute angry bird, y/n. stop pouting so much,” he stated, causing you to roll your eyes.

“come here.” you gestured, pulling your boyfriend to sit with you as you took the towel beside you, helping to dry his hair. “i’m the only cute angry bird who’s gonna be concerned about you, so deal with it,” you grumbled under your breath, getting a chuckle out of yedam.

he pulled away from you, quickly reaching out for the bag he kept on the table before sitting next to you. “i remembered you like to eat ice-cream when it rains, and i was out anyway, so i got you some,” he explained, putting a smile on your face as he spoke. “which one are you taking?”

“i’m not eating them now. not after you’ve been in the rain.” you shook your head. “i appreciate what you did, but right now, the options are coffee and tea. what’s your pick?”

“mm … tea?”

“that’s good because i don’t have coffee.”

the two of you burst into laughter as you walked to the kitchen, preparing the tea as you usually did. yedam followed you as you did the work, wrapping his arms around your waist from behind, waddling along whenever you moved.

after making the tea, you took your cup, sitting on the sofa as yedam mimicked your movements. you sat in silence, lost in your own world as you listened to pitter-patter of the raindrops, feeling at ease as you did.

yedam observed you from the side, a smile of adoration on his face. the way you seemed to disconnect from reality yet connect with it was something he noticed, not getting enough, no matter how long he stared.

if the rain was music to you, then the picture of you listening to the rain was art to yedam. it wouldn’t make sense to you if you have never been in love, and maybe before this moment, it wouldn’t have made sense to yedam either.

it had happened. bang yedam had fallen in love. and you didn’t know, because you were doing the bare minimum and he had the comet of realization crash on him.

you turned towards your boyfriend, oblivious to the thoughts that were running in his head. “i still can’t believe you ran in the rain because you remembered i liked having ice-cream when it rains.” you giggled to yourself, grinning when yedam extended his arms, inviting you into his embrace. “i didn’t think it would mean much.”

the two of you cuddled on the sofa, partially enjoying the silence while the other half wondered how you two perfectly fit into the small space comfortably. not much was thought when you didn’t get an answer, because, to be frank, you didn’t really ask a question. a few more moments were spent in silence before yedam spoke up, finally pulled out of his thoughts to share them.

“they mean something. they carry value.”

“hm? what are you talking about, yedamie?”

“your words,” he answered, as if it was an obvious answer. “you are valuable to me, therefore, your words carry value too. i try to remember whatever you say because i know you do the same for me. all these little things mean a lot because they make who you are, and i want to remember them.”

you bit your lip at his sudden confession, trying to wrap your head around his words. “you are a valuable person in my life, bang yedam.” you shifted in your position, turning to meet his gaze as your hands touched his face. “but am i really worthy of such a position in your life too?”

“you are, y/n, because right now, in this moment, you mean the most to me.”

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You giggle as Yedam playfully kisses you all over your face while saying «i love you~» over and over again.

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☆ treasure Asahi~Junghwan as boyfriends ☆

requested by the lovely @achiresyou 

#: fluff, gender neutral reader

find Hyunsuk~Jaehyuk [here]

[💌: stop i miss treasure soooooo bad,,, especially Mashidam,, i was watching ot12 videos and compilations last night and it made my heart hurt T_T also these headcannons are so short... i could go on forever about the boys ah i had to force myself to stop writing but one day i wanna write longer and detailed ones for each member >_&lt;]

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🤖 Asahi 🤖

like Junkyu, you'll have a lot of dates spent at home doing things you like at home like playing video games or watching movies/shows. and you get private access to producer!Asahi :] he always stays quiet when you walk in to check on how his song-making is going, but inside he's really happy to see you !

gets all stiff when you give him a hug but really he is m e l t i n g inside <3 sometimes, he'll randomly kiss you out of the blue and then act like nothing happened.

ever since he met you, most of the photos he takes with his film camera are of you ☆_☆ he is truly and utterly in love ! shows them to you after he gets them developed and points out how beautiful you are, even if you don't agree.

loves to cuddle with you and finds himself wrapping all his limbs around you even in his sleep >_<

🦊 Yedam 🦊

i miss him so much x2 oh my god he's a literal classic textbook boyfriend.. the type who shows up to your house at 4am so he can take you out for a walk on a street with pretty streetlights ☆ doesn't even care, does so much couple stuff in public (only if you're comfortable!) like holding your hand or placing his arm around your waist/shoulder, feeding you bites of the dessert you're sharing, wiping food off your face with his thumb, offering you his jacket....

loves when you touch his hair, run your fingers through it, or pat his head... it makes him so weak he'll do anything you say while you do that to him <33 also loves running his fingers through his own hair to get your attention because he knows how good he looks while doing it ;)

loves? biting/kissing your shoulder? even just playfully/lovingly/affectionately???? and is always whispering sweet nothings to you all the time.. when you wake up,, before you sleep,, like "y/n you're so precious" aHH i love him.

🐰 Doyoung 🐰

very classy but also chaotic bf??? super caring <33 brings you snacks when you're busy with something or even just watching a video, gives you his jacket when you're cold. he'll always be texting you reminders to bring an umbrella, telling you it's cold and to wear extra layers. he looks out for you so much ♡_♡

when he has his little weird moments and suddenly starts laughing (i love his laugh sm) for no reason, he'll expect you to play along,, pls play along with Dobby ! don't call him weird or he'll get sad </3

i imagine him loving eye contact with you? like just staring deeply into your eyes with a smile while both of you are cuddle or sat beside each other on the couch :>

he is your biggest hypeman and supporter.. always rooting for you and wanting you to succeed! ♡ will always be there for you when you have a hard time and will always remind you how amazing you are~

🦙 Haruto 🦙

my bias >_< tho he's yours as u read this <3 very bestie vibes boyfriend over super romantic? always being very playful and teasing you like pinching your cheeks before grabbing an item you can't reach (if you're shorter!), or winking and acting all full of himself when he wins a video game. his physical affection is super random and out of the blue, like quick pecks on your cheek whenever he feels like it, suddenly hugging you and he'll bury your head into his chest, reaching for your hand and claiming it's cause your hand looked 'lonely'...

seeing you in his clothes makes him smirk non-stop like it'll make his day.. he can't stop smiling!!! and omg will let you paint his nails if you want and will quietly watch over you eith heart eyes

whines 'okay mom/dad' when you tell him to drink more water instead of cola, but loves and appreciates that you look out for him <3 he'll be upset if you aren't hydrated too tho!

🐺 Jeongwoo 🐺

a self-conscious bean :( thrives when you hype him up and gets all giddy!! he melts when you hold his hand and rub little circles on the back to comfort him or just to show him affection <3

you'll get random vocal serenades from him all. the. time. he'll be walking around your house in his pyjamas, his shirt put on backwards because he was so sleepy when he changed last night, belting out the highest notes and then dedicating the love song he's singing to you... you're so lucky <3

he'll feel so comfy around you that he shows you all his sides--his sleepy, sad, and tired sides where he whines and buries his head in your neck, but also his super hyper, confident, and loud sides where he's bouncing around and telling you to feel how sharp his jawline is.

he'll always be telling you how much he loves you and how amazing you are, whether through text or straight to your lovely face <33

🐮 Junghwan 🐮

so many of your dates will involve food, especially if you're a foodie like him <33 he'll practically worship you if you cook for him, too >_< even if you're not a great cook, he'll always tell you your food is delicious!

loves being babied by you but also loves to protect you, to hold your hand and pull you into his chest. will whine and ask for kisses sometimes... if the members see him doing that he'll be so embarrassed >_<

purposely leaves him hoodies at your house for you to wear them hehe and then will act delightfully surprised when you show up in his clothes !

likes sending you recordings of his freestyle dances because he knows how flustered you get seeing him all sweaty and tired,, or sometimes he'll even invite you to watch him practice in person! and then he'll chase you around while sweaty for a hug hehe

[peachisthenewblack]

◇ EVEN AFTER EVERYTHING

synopsis: You were the bad girl. He was ever so faithful. What happens when he’s had enough?

snapshot: 99.9% angst, female reader, boyfriend Junkyu, colleague Jaehyuk, infidelity, drunk, one-night stand, is this a happy ending

sky says: Here’s a story I wrote a looooooong time ago that I published on another platform, just to serve as a teaser of my writing prowess (>_<) my actual writing skills may have deteriorated though [I hope not!] Also, obviously I tweaked the original so that the story could fit Treasure… if you enjoy this please feel free to send a request! [here’s why]

◇ The Fight, If It Was Even One

You wipe the counter, missing the sprinkling of crumbs right in front of you. Your eyes are looking straight at it without actually seeing it. It’s the way you usually are these days, ever since the fight. The one that happened right in this very kitchen, if it could even be called a fight.

“Why is he here?” he had asked.

“He was drunk last night and gave my address to the taxi driver. It was nothing,” you had insisted. You had shrugged your shoulders and sipped from your coffee mug.

“It’s not nothing if he spent the night here!” he had hissed at you. How dare he.

“So what if he spent the night? This wouldn’t be the first time...” your voice had trailed off as you realised your blunder. You had bit your lip and glanced at him, wondering how he’d take that in.

He had stood there fuming. The muscles in his right cheek, the side that had been facing you, had twitched from the way he had gritted his teeth.

The person in question had appeared at the kitchen entrance then, only halfway done pulling his own shirt over his head, allowing the two people in the kitchen a glimpse of his well-toned abs.

“Noona, I think I’ll be going now. Thanks for...” he had shot a look at the man still standing motionless near the sink, then smirked to himself and continued mysteriously, “...last night.”

“Wait... aren’t you at least going to finish your coffee?” you had asked.

“That’s okay, I’ve had some. Besides, Junkyu hyung’s here now. I’ll just be in the way.”

“Well, let me just walk you out.”

“Really, it’s fine noona. I can let myself out. See you at work?”

“Oh alright. Yeah, see you.”

Junkyu had waited until he heard the faint sound of the front door click shut before he spoke.

“_______, I can’t do this anymore. Last time I believed you. This time... I don’t know. After what I saw, I just... I don’t know.”

You had looked up then. Am I hearing things? Has he finally grown some balls? Have I really pushed it too far this time? You had cleared your throat and put on your best poker face. “You’ll forgive me. Just like you always do. This time won’t be any different.”

At your words, he had looked resigned. “Are you saying that what I thought happened last night, happened?”

“What do you think?” you had replied, a challenge clear in your voice.

“Then it’s over.” Just like that, he had left.

You waited two weeks for his call: it never came. He didn’t text you to tell you that you were forgiven, like always. He didn’t come by the bar where you worked. In fact, there was no word from him at all. You weren’t worried, not at the time. You knew it would take him time. Another two weeks should do it. You weren’t going to panic and call or look for him. Oh no, you weren’t one to do that. He’d be back soon enough. Meanwhile, there was plenty of other game. You had thought of Jaehyuk then, and felt kind of guilty towards both of them.

◇ The Past, When It All Started

You knew you weren’t pretty, not what people would ordinarily call pretty anyway. Because of that, you made up for it with an aura of confidence that was irresistible to the people around you. You were no stranger to attention. In high school you hadn’t fit in anywhere--partly because you didn’t want to--but you always had a string of boys following you around, worshipping the ground you walked on. Hell, you’d even had a girl ask you out. And although girls really didn’t pique your interest, the way you’re attracted to him might have just proven that wrong. His baby face and full pouty lips. That smooth jawline. Unblemished clear skin. You would’ve thought he was a girl if it weren’t for his school uniform. You did think he was a girl that first time you two met, until he stood up.

“What do you think you’re doing?” you had asked the person you noticed lurking behind the bushes.

“Um... watching you play?” Such a bold answer from someone who’d been trying so hard not to be seen. It had totally taken you by surprise, which wasn’t something easy to do.

“Me, why?” The person had shrunk even lower behind the shrubs at your question. You had waited for an answer but when none came, you had said, “never mind if you’re not going to tell, keep on watching then”. And you had grabbed the ball you came for off the ground and flounced away.

“I like you!”

You had turned around, surprised once again. Twice in as many sentences. He had stood where you could see him, away from the bushes. You had liked what you saw straightaway.

You two had been together ever since.

Four years.

And you had never been faithful.

Maybe it was partly his fault. He kept on being so forgiving. Even when he had found you locking lips with Haruto, the dashing basketball team captain, behind the bleachers in the gym. Even when you had told him you’d be studying at the library, but his best friend Jihoon saw you making out in the art room with some guy. Even when you had broken off your date, countless times over the years, to go out with someone else. Even when he stopped by your workplace, just to keep you company on your breaks from DJing, and you had flirted with the good-looking younger bartender right in front of his eyes.

Always, he would just shrug his shoulders and say that you were just being yourself.

“I love you, because you’re you. You are your own person, and I wouldn’t change that for the world” is what he would say every time you asked if he was angry at you for the things you did.

But that fateful morning he had come to your house to see if you wanted to go get breakfast together, let himself in with the spare key you yourself had given him, found you in the kitchen with that same bartender, who was shirtless and hugging you from the back, had that conversation with you, and something must have snapped in him. For the first time in four years, Junkyu went away.

And stayed away.

The two weeks that you had thought would be enough had turned into two years. You had feared for the worst when he still hadn’t contacted you after two months. Your calls had gone straight to voicemail. You had found out that he resigned from his job. And moved out of his apartment. He had vanished, just like that. Out of your life, without so much as a single word of goodbye.

You had been living with many regrets these past two years. You should have been faithful. You should have treated him better. You should have shown him how much he means to you. You should have explained to him that he’s the only one you love. You should have told him you didn’t mean to hurt him. You were just worried that if you weren’t wanted by other guys, he wouldn’t want you either. You should have realised that you were being stupid, thinking stupid things and behaving even more so.

You should never have cheated on Junkyu. For quite a while you hadn’t intended to. Except when you started work as a DJ at one of the hottest nightclubs around town, things tend to happen. Especially when there’s a private function every other weekend, and leftover booze already paid for by the client gets shared among the staff. When you started working there, you managed to stay relatively sober at first. By the third private party, however, you had woken up the day after in somebody else’s bed. You had been so plastered, you didn’t even remember Jaehyuk taking your home.

◇ The Affair, Unintentional As It Was

Jaehyuk is hot, you had to admit that. And the youngster was really good at his job, which meant he could do those fancy things bartenders do just to show off, like flipping glasses in the air and juggling bottles, all while flirting with customers and fixing their drinks. Which meant he was a performer while being a bartender, and that only added to his hotness factor. He was also very much into you, which he had made clear from the first day you came to work. And although you had been very flattered at getting the attention of a younger man, you hadn’t meant to take things any further, even after you two had slept together.

And then it had happened again.

You hadn’t even been drunk. You had actually been stressing in your head for one whole day over what to get Junkyu for your upcoming anniversary and then, at work, some drunk had jumped up onto your DJ platform and managed to grope you before club security got to him. You had been shaken up by the incident and Jaehyuk had been so nice, giving you a drink to calm your nerves and offering to send you home after work. The two of you had talked during the drive and he had given you some good suggestions for Junkyu’s gift. When you arrived at your apartment, you had been the one to invite him up for a drink.

That time too, Junkyu had come to your house in the morning. He had seen Jaehyuk leaving and asked you about it, and you had lied. Although he looked at you somewhat suspiciously, he had believed you. You didn’t think much about it, until he had opened his mouth later when you were having breakfast together.

“I wouldn’t be surprised if you have something going on with that boy. I swear, those abs can really turn someone’s head.”

Amazed that he had even noticed, you had asked, “and exactly when and where would you have seen his abs?”

“Remember when your nightclub had that new year staff party and I came early with you to help? I happened to come out of the bathroom stall when he was changing his t-shirt.”

You had jokingly asked whether you should start getting worried about losing him to a guy and the two of you had laughed over that. But he had got you worried.

You had worried about being caught cheating on Junkyu with Jaehyuk. That you would get caught was inevitable: you always got caught. But the things you had done had always been one-time stuff. With people you had just met, or people you barely knew or had once known. You had never before been involved with a colleague, or a friend. And Jaehyuk was both. And you had worried whether that would be too much for Junkyu when he finally found out.

You quit your DJ job not long after he left. You couldn’t look at Jaehyuk and not be reminded that Junkyu was gone. Jaehyuk tried to make you stay, to forget Junkyu and be with him, but you stood by the decision you had made about your relationship that same day Junkyu last stood in your kitchen.

Late the night before, you had opened your door to the sound of the doorbell and an older man had stood there, struggling under Jaehyuk’s weight. You had taken Jaehyuk off the taxi ahjusshi, thanked him and put the tipsy Jaehyuk to bed. Of course you had ended up sleeping together yet again. But you had woken up very early in the morning, with an uneasy sense of foreboding. You couldn’t shake it off to go back to sleep, so you had gone into the kitchen to make coffee and breakfast.

You had sensed somebody watching you while you were pan-frying the second omelette. A shirtless Jaehyuk had been leaning against the kitchen counter watching you cook, all the while smiling that sweet smile of his. You had poured him a cup of coffee, and set down the omelette. In your head, you had been pondering how to broach the subject. When Jaehyuk had finished with his food and pushed his plate away to finish his coffee, you knew you couldn’t stall the matter any longer.

“Jaehyuk, I think we shouldn’t do this anymore.”

He had looked up from his cup, dismay all over his adorable face. “What are you talking about, noona?”

“I know you like me, but I don’t feel the same for you.”

“But noona...”

You had grabbed his plate and taken it to the sink. Standing there busying yourself with the washing, you had pondered your words carefully to try to be gentle. “I really hope you won’t make this difficult, Jaehyuk. We can still talk at work as usual. There’s just some things you have to stop doing. Like, you can’t just crash here whenever you feel like it. Like last night. And stop showing up at my door just because you’re ‘in the neighbourhood’. You don’t even live near here. You need to stop doing these things.”

You had flinched a little when you felt Jaehyuk’s arms snake around your waist. He had rested his cheek on your shoulder and whispered, “but noona, I don’t just like you. I love you.”

You had been struck speechless with the thought of causing him agony for that, but the feeling was fleeting. The moment to be gentle had passed. “That’s really too bad Jaehyuk, ‘cause I’ve never been serious with you.”

Jaehyuk had stiffened at your words. “No, noona, that can’t be. You feel something for me, I know you do.”

“Don’t kid yourself,” you scoffed. He had grabbed your shoulders and turned you around then, so that he could look you in the eyes, and that had been when you noticed the other person in the kitchen.

“________.” You become conscious that you’re staring into empty space. It’s almost as if you had really heard his voice. You look at the counter you have been absently wiping and see a few droplets of water among the crumbs. You raise one hand to your cheek: you don’t even realise you have been crying. You look back at the spot where Junkyu had stood two years ago, and more tears run down your cheeks. For two years you have held them away; two years of telling yourself he will be back, he always comes back. Two years of pretending nothing has gone wrong while your heart ached, burning with the emptiness of missing him. Two years of knowing you brought this on yourself and there’s no one else to blame. You couldn’t do this anymore. Just like two years ago, when Junkyu couldn’t deal with you anymore. You break down on the kitchen floor, sobbing uncontrollably, the crumbs on the counter forgotten.

◇ The Lesson, Learnt The Hard Way

Junkyu knows he had gone away for a long time. He couldn’t help but wonder: have you changed? Would you still remember him? Absence may make the heart grow fonder, but being out of sight might also result in being forgotten. He had been trying so hard to stay away, but it had been difficult, and the difficulty had not lessened with each day that passed.

Right now, he is home. It’s true he had ended things, or put them on hold the way he saw it, but deep down in his heart nothing has really changed. You still own his heart, completely and utterly. There’s nothing in the world that can destroy that, not even all your infidelities, and no amount of time will ever erase that fact. He stands in front of your apartment, the first time in two years, and hopes that the scene inside will not be like the last time. He reaches for the spare key in his pocket--he hadn’t returned it when he went away--and inserts the key in the lock.

You are sitting on the floor in the kitchen. Your eyes are dry now, you are silent. Your breathing is no longer wracked with sobs. You feel tired, like you haven’t slept in days. You grab at the kitchen stool near you to pull yourself up to stand, and that’s when you notice the other person in the kitchen.

You look at the man who is standing in the exact spot where Junkyu had stood two years ago. He seems so real. You’re not going to convince yourself he is, though, not this time. Just your imagination gone wild, you’re used to that now. But you do notice that he doesn’t look the same as how you always remember him. He looks… older somehow. He also looks lonely, well that hasn’t changed. He looks sad, that hasn’t changed either. No, despite these little differences you know he’s just a figment of your mind, brought up by your aching need to see him. You shake your head to vanquish the thought, and go to the sink to wash the rag you have been using to wipe the counter.

“_______.”

The voice startles you, you almost drop the rag. It’s almost as if you had really heard it. You continue to rinse the cloth. A part of you is telling you that the voice is real, but you couldn’t bring yourself to believe it. You have waited to hear that voice for two years. You’ve heard it so often in your mind, and you have always been disappointed. No, you tell yourself. No, it’s not real.

You flinch a little when you feel arms snake around your waist. A warm body against your back.

“_______, I’m home.” Warm breath against your neck.

You drop the rag this time. You twist around to face him, still in his arms. That baby face and smooth jawline. Unblemished clear skin. The thick dark hair you love so much. You reach up to touch his face. Warm skin under your hand. He smiles, pulls your hand to his lips and kisses your palm. You have voided your eyes of tears just a short while ago, yet they flow freely again in the joy of this moment.

You throw your arms around Junkyu’s neck and cries for the second time that day. He has come home.

Junkyu hugs you tightly and kisses your hair. His hand rubs soothing circles on your back. He is home.

All is forgiven once again.

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How treasure(legal!Line) would react to their s/o asking for a baby

Choi hyunsuk :)

Eyes wide. Like WIDE WIDE. Will ask if your serious or if your pranking him but once he saw the serious look on your face. Oh lord- he wanted to hide under a rock. Stiff as a board.

"Are you sure, love?" He asked, voice all soft, grabbing your hands and rubbing them smoothly. "Mhm" you nodded. He didn't know what to say.

"Lets wait a couple more years bubs. Okay?" He said. He didn't want to make you think that he didn't want kids with you, he just wanted to wait until you were both a little older.

Park jihoon ☆

He smirked. cock mf- anyways.

I feel like he would be full of himself just to get on your nerves. As in, when you tell him, he says

"wow, babe, im so good that you want to have kids with me" that earned him a smack to the bicep. All jokes though :) "I'm just kidding, are you sure though?" He said, grabbing you by the hips. Would agree.

Kanemoto Yoshinori !!

He's not ready. Oh boy-

Would overthink. "Would i be a good dad?" "I don't know how to change diapers!!" "What if something goes wrong!??" Full panic mode on. You would sit him down, rub his arms and tell him "it was just a suggestion, im not 100% if I want to or not" that calmed him down ALOT.

It would take alot of convincing to get him to agree. His opinion and your opinion both matter. He's knows your not trying to rush him or use him for his sperm,,

In the end. He would suggest that you both try baby training, everything that has to do with babies and then have kids :D

Kim junkyu <3

Get yourself some noise canceling headphones. He WILL SCREAM. face in shock. Eyes wide. Stiff. All of it :3

He came home from practice when you popped the question. "Babe, can we, you know, have a baby?" Junkyu dropped his bag and stayed in place. "W-what?" "A baby! Can we have a baby?" You hugged him, looking up and giving him puppy eyes.

He would say no even though he has baby fever himself -_- 50/50. Would want kids but would also question if he's ready for that big step.

Eventually, he would say yes :)

Takata Mashiho ♡

Would immediately say no. He wants to live life before having kids. You know?

"Babe, i said no" he said, putting the dishes in the cabinet. "But imagine, a mini you running around" you said, clinging to his side with a pout.

He turned around, grabbed your face and gave you a peck<3

"Hun, I already said no. But remember, in the future we will, I promise. Let's enjoy our young years right now" he said, staring into your eyes.

"Okay :("

Its a no for mashi.

Yoon jaehyuk ~

Ahh! Don't even get me started with hyuk-ie T^T

Would say yes a million times :(( I'm sad now,, he would have heart eyes<3 "babe, can we have a baby?" You asked him as he was watching YouTube. "WHAT!? YES OH MY GOSH YESYESYES" he jumped up and down. Picking you up and giving you a million kisses T^T

This mf will RUN to the bedroom KSKSNSNDN

All in all, yes jaehyuk wants babies <3

Hamada Asahi T^T

OMGSOSOFT AHH

"Sahi, can we have a baby" you said while you were sitting on his lap, in his studio.

"뭐? 잠깐, 아기? " Asahi said, turning his attention to you. You nodded. "Well, if thats what you really want, then okay" a big smile plastered on his face<3 he couldn't wait to show your child his studio :(

Asahi has such a sweet aura, his studio is like an artwork. Its totally his personality and your personality combined <33 (this is based off my personality TT sorry)

But yes, he wanted to show your child the whole world as soon as they were born ♡ so yes :))

Bang yedam >.<

HUGE no for him.

Your both still young and he wants to experience the angst young life 😪

"Damie, can we have a baby?" You asked him.

"Y/n, no. Were still young" simple as that.

No arguments. But he definitely has baby fever <3 just wait a couple more years love :(

[lyjikyu]

– [ 05:07 ] yedam smiles admiring you as you continue to point out and describe more clouds that look like objects, animals, or people to you. the two of you woke up a bit early today because of the inability to fall asleep much longer. so feeling bored, the both of you decided to go out in your backyard and enjoy the morning. now you and yedam were sitting down at a blanket that he placed on top of the grass earlier. “yedam, how are you feeling right now?” you ask finally facing him. he giggles as he scoots closer to you – taking your hand and resting his head on your left shoulder. “happy, I feel happy to spend this nice morning with you y/n.”

[acaiasahi]

✶ beyond my dreams ; bang yedam.

synopsis. yedam loves taking pictures of you whenever, wherever.

info. fluff. bang yedam x gn!reader. 330 words.

warnings. none!

[ now playing . . . ] beyond my dreams by sunwoo junga.

yedam sighs in faux annoyance as you shuffle to the opposite side he's directed you to move to. "honey — you're left," he says with a giggle, eyes sparkling with pure love.

"y/n, you're other left," another laugh tumbles from his lips, lopsided smile lazily adorning his features. your mouth shapes itself into a soft 'o', feet skipping over where he told you to go.

his fingertips repeatedly tap the camera button, the shutter making a soft click sound that you can hear even from far away.

yedam can't help but think you look absolutely stunning with the way the soft glow of the sunset compliments your beauty and how you smile is so soft, arms stretched out above your head as you yell incoherent words to him in excitement.

his eyes search around to find a random stranger to take your picture together. his voice is kind as he politely asks pedestrians who pass by you two if they could snap a quick one. fortunately, someone says yes and guides you two to perfectly stand in front of the golden sky.

your head is faced forward, but yedam's eyes scan over to you. his eyes flutter over every detail of your pretty face as if he were scared that he'd forget it.

yedam loves everything about you, good or bad, there's nothing he can't not love. in more simple terms, it's quite impossible for him and he wouldn't want it any other way.

your lovely boy bites back another grin, opting to leave the softest peck against your hairline. "you're so beautiful," he whispers against your head. you mutter the same compliment back to him before leaving a kiss on the shoulder that your head lays comfortably on.

while you run over to thank the sweet woman who had taken your pictures, both of you miss the way the girl mutters something to who you assume is her boyfriend, "he's so in love with them."

damn right he is.

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♡ BONITA-NITA, 네가 — BANG YEDAM

yedam x noona!reader | wc : 0.7k words | content : possible grammar and spelling mistakes, lowercase intended, platonic relationship au, kinda romantic towards the end (?), depends on how you perceive it, fluffity fluffy fluff !! | request : do you make completely platonic content? can you write something fun for yedam with their new song darari?

“where are you? come out and show yourself.”

you mumbled, rummaging through your room as you tried to find your bluetooth speaker.

“aha! there you are!” you cheered, finding the speaker before plopping down on your bed, making yourself comfortable. “now we shall listen to yedamie’s group’s new songs.” you searched the word treasure, selecting a video with the entire album since it was convenient for you.

laying on your bed as the first song played, you bopped your head along with the music, brows furrowed as you enjoyed it. yedam’s grown so much. you thought, finding no trace of the high-pitched male that used to whine whenever you didn’t comply with his wishes.

bang yedam was the little boy who lived across from you, always troubling you in doing everything with him. since you were a few years older than him, you were kinda like a mother-noona figure, complying with whatever he wanted.

noona, can you play with me? noona, let’s watch a movie! noona, i’m hungry! noona, wanna sing with me? whatever it was, you were always ever-ready to spend time with your dearest yedam.

years passed, and you went your separate ways, with yedam debuting as an idol while you were visiting different countries with the exchange programs your university provided. another track from the album played as you reminisced about the old days, a smile coming on your face as you recognised yedam’s voice.

bonita-nita, 네가.

you furrowed your brows, wondering if you heard the word correctly before replaying it, breaking into a fit of giggles as you listened to the part. bonita. the simple word took you a trip down memory lane, the realisation only settling in now.

“when the song comes out, tell me what you think of it, okay, noona?” yedam looked at you through the screen, holding out his pinky finger. “it’s called darari, and i actually used a word you taught me in it!”

“come on, you know i’m gonna listen to it no matter what! my yedamie is releasing a song!” you cooed, mimicking his gesture, pretending to link pinkies and seal the promise. “i’m kinda curious, though. what word is it?” you couldn’t help but wonder, tilting your head to the side as you looked at him.

“you’ll just have to listen to the song and find out, noona.”

you were laughing to yourself, pausing the song as you went to your contacts, immediately video-calling your best friend.

bonita; a word you had learnt during your exchange program in brazil.

much to your surprise, your call was answered within the first few rings, a fluffy-haired yedam coming into view as he tried to fix his appearance.

“did i catch you at a bad time?”

“perfect timing, actually. i just got a break.” he laughed. “besides, i’d always make time for you, noona. what’s up?” a smile came on your face as you heard him laugh, relieved he was enjoying what he was doing.

“i was listening to your album. and then darari came on,” you confessed, already expecting his wide-eyed reaction. “you know, when i taught you the word ‘bonita’, i never expected you to use it like this.” you rested your back on your bed, watching as yedam made himself comfortable on the practice room’s floor.

“it’s the line i’m proudest of from the entire song!”

“well, i actually taught you the word, so it’ll help you hit up some girls.” you sighed, amused by the way his cheeks burned red. “but you wrote it as a song lyric. what am i going to do with you, yedamie?”

the male waved his hand, moving out of the camera’s sight. “ay, noona. don’t say things like that.” he clicked his tongue, shaking his head. “i don’t want to hit up any girls.” his tone was genuine, adoringly smiling when you laughed at his words.

“more like you can't hit up any,” you corrected, smiling victoriously when he avoided your eye-contact. “after all, it’s not like you leave that studio of yours. ah, how am i going to get my boy married? he can barely make eye-contact with a girl,” you continued, enjoying the way yedam was left flabbergasted by your words.

if anyone saw the way yedam looked at you through the screen, they would’ve known exactly how much he adored you. his eyes were practically hearts at this point, and you raised your brows in question as he looked at you, wondering why he was smiling to himself — as if it was an inside joke.

“why would i need to hit up anyone when i have you, noona?”

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[00:59] as you shuffled the playlist called "songs we used to listen to", you tried to suppress the tears from sliding down your face. it had been exactly a year since you were forced to end your relationship with bf! yedam. little did you know, he still thought of you, begging himself to stop crying as the days pass by. 

[skzluvs]

Wayo; Han Jisung

Genre: Angst

Warnings: None

Word count: 654

A/n: Lyrics drabble inspired by bang yedam’s solo “WAYO”

-“Jisung...”- You called the boy that sat in front of you. Close as strangers. He lifted up his gaze from his phone as he gave you one disapproving look, before disappearing into the shadows.

-“I told you to stop being so clingy, you’re suffocating me, just leave me alone!!!”- He raised his voice in desperation. Trapped into a tramp without escape.

It was 3 am, you sat there on the wooden floor of an empty room, it was cold as the atmosphere weighed down heavy on your shoulders. But it felt like that since the day he left.

- “I’m not making excuses anymore, I’m tired, being with you is exhausting”- He looked at you with not a single trace of remorse. You felt the world crumble around you with each word he spoke.

The sound of the clock ticking but it seemed as the time had stopped in that exact moment. The memories replay themselves like a sad movie in front of your eyes.

-“Jisung give me another chance, I’ll try harder, I want to be the best for you please just stay one more night by side”- Behind the incomprehensible mumbles, with the rest of your dignity, you were betting everything to save this relationship.

What were you looking for? You should’ve told me exactly, cause as in today I’m still not able to comprehend.

I’m so pitiful, another night has passed and you’re not here I feel like I’ve lost it all.

- “I cant do this any longer, you’re drowning me and I’ll make sure to stay afloat even if it means without you”- He packed all his bags. You watched him from behind. The room was noisy, a mixture of cursing and uncontrollable sobbing. But if he was to close his eyes and listen for a moment, he would’ve been able to hear your heart break into pieces, crashing into your chest and cutting your flesh skin.

But he didn’t... he walked out of your life, leaving the wound open for you to rub every time you missed his smile.

You were only able to endure all the pain cause he was by your side but now you felt your lungs running low on oxygen. He passed by, a train with no return.

It’s been weeks but why can’t I go on without you?

Why? Why? Why? I can’t help but wonder all these questions at night when I’m craving for your warmth.

Why when I loved you the most you slipped through my fingers.

You stare at the cealing asking above if this love was even real? if he loved you at least half as much as you did.

But even if he didn’t it was worth it because he was your first love, the one you handed your heart on a silver plate for, and the one that took the easy way when things started to go wrong.

It was a hot summer day, the fresh air brushing against your face softly. The first time out of the house in a long time. Trying to forget but it’s impossible when the memory is impregnated to your brain as an expensive bottle of perfume with an strong fragrance that doesn’t seem to fade no matter how hard you try.

And then as a casualty, one that destiny decided to play on you, laughing at your face. You saw him, with brown hair and light highlights, looking as radiant as ever, cracking jokes on his teammates.

You wanted to run to him and ask him if he would come back to you even, a confirmation even if it was a lie. just wanting to fantasize.

Why can’t it be us?

It’s always been about him, selfishness you finally realized there was never “Us” to begin with.

A love constructed over a sand castle, it was blown away by the slightest breeze. Unstable and inexperienced.

It’ s time to say goodbye.

Bye Han jisung my first and last love.

just tell me can’t I go if it’s not you???

[treasurestation]

The nape of your neck turns vermillion, it makes him wonder, — “There’s no one else I’d rather be with.” [Pacific Rim AU].

Yedam is six years old when a monster emerges from the sea (& he is eighteen when he signs up for the Jaeger program).

—

“We… — We can’t be Drift-compatible, I… — We can’t be.” Your fingers clenched tight into fists, white blooming in skin. Eyes looking at Yedam, tired. Afraid. And there is Yedam, there is his heart. Beating heavy in his chest, against bone. Fast, heart pulling away.

“You don’t have a choice.”

(He doesn't know you. But you know him, and he thinks that’s all that really matters).

—

You ask to spar with him, your eyes locking. Lingering. Yedam just thinks, yes. And for a split-second Yedam thinks you can hear him, he’s almost convinced you can — “Okay.”

Seeing you in front of him then, in a body that wasn’t Jihoon. He tell himself you’re far too young, far too inexperienced. Just like him.

(He leaves the sparring session with a bruise on his cheek, and a bloody nose. You apologizing, trailing after him.

Yedam realizes he’s the one who is far too young, far too inexperienced).

—

He feels like he knows you. Yet he doesn’t.

It’s not his thoughts. It’s yours. When you first drift together. At first, it’s just flickers of your past growing up — ripples of you, a swing set and one long lonely road. The sky morphs into red, you against the backdrop of the world — then there is screaming. Then there is a Kaiju. Rising from nowhere, the sea.

(After that it’s Yedam — flickers of him, fading black. Spots appearing, then gone).

Yedam looks to you, gaze lingering. The nape of your neck turns vermillion, it makes him wonder. And your eyes glossen, face and ears reddening.

+

It hurt his heart, ached. Pounded against his chest. The Jaeger moved when he did, and so did you (maybe you’ve always moved when he did, trailed behind — he remembers eyes looking at him, tired. Afraid).

Then, he looks at the screen in front of him.

Drift synced.

Yedam doesn’t remember anything after. Just you, and he reels from your memories.

—

The days following after your first drift pass. You still trail after Yedam, and sometimes he finds himself trailing after you.

Yet there is something there, something hardened. Unquiet, and building.

—

Every time you drifted in the Jaeger, he got more flickers of your memories. And Yedam wonders if you get any of his.

He got more of himself out of your memories than he gets of you — like you’re always drawn to him, always wanting— needing to be with him, always wanting to touch him — and it should scare him how much you look up to him— how much your heart loves him. Yet it doesn’t.

+

Yedam asks, just once. And maybe again later. “What do you see in my mind?”

“I… — I don’t see anything.”

(That isn’t how drifting works. This isn’t Drift-compatibility — yet you’re almost perfect for one another).

—

He watches you. Yedam can’t help himself when he stands next to you. Can feel you stiffen, but you still stare at bluish, almost purple machine. You’re alone in the Jaeger hanger.

Yedam stares at you, and thinks maybe if you have to drift again, you won’t hate him.

(He knows he could never hate you).

He can’t explain it but he’s sure he’s always been connected to you.

“Why do I always feel connected to you?”

—

The first memory you see, is of you.

It’s weeks after, and it makes your heart swell. Your body heating up. You stare at him in disbelief, because this isn’t the time — not now, not here, there’s Monsters in front of us —

A part of Yedam whispers, You’re the one. It’s a feeling akin to the universe aligning. Yet it’s not sudden, or a realization, just there. You don't— can’t settle for anything less.

Your nerves prickle, and it feels frightening.

He forces you to help him, you do— but he does everything for you, and for himself. Yedam does everything, and a part of him whispers that he doesn’t need to expect anything in return.

The Jaeger’s limbs move when you move, together. The machine’s limbs all moved by hydraulics and muscle fibers driven by individual motors. The machine rattles, and it makes your heart drop.

(You kill six Kaiju, yet you don’t. Yedam does.

He leaves the machine quick, untangling himself from the wires and never looking back

You’re the one, you don’t like the way he stares at you when you catch his wrist. You don’t like the way he tells you to stop —).

—

You found him where you once stood. In an empty Jaeger hanger, hands curled over the guardrails, you’re the one — he stares down at his hands, knuckles bone-white. Tightening when the length of your body presses against his side, hands curling together over his arm, grounding into flesh like pulp. A sour taste in the back of his throat, “Maybe it’s apart of being drift-compatible… Always feeling connected.”

You stare at him like you know him. And every cell in his body burns, telling him you do.

“What if we drift again? Then… — then what?”

Your fingers tremble over skin, muscle, bone. And the look in your eyes is unbearable, tired. Afraid.

You give him a quiet look. You’re the one, his words etched inside your mind, forever.

“We won’t. Whatever we have… — It’s forever. As long as necessary.”

Yedam looks at you, swallowing. Adam’s apple bobbing. He says, “There’s no one else I’d rather be with.”

(He wonders — what if this was meant to be? The flickers of him in your mind, burning, searing. Heavy in your head, in your heart. If there’s really no one else for him other than you…)

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Okay but imagine laying in bed watching Asahi draw with his lower lip in between his teeth and his hand playing with his earring as he thinks of something more to add onto it and just being so focused on what he’s doing then when you get up and give him a kiss he jumps a little bit and gives you a smile so big his dimples show fully.

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      EMOTIONS ARE A PAIN ★ 도영

「 a queued post ！」

[ warning ]: grammar and spelling errors

you didn't have a good experience with reading other people's emotions or feelings. and it wasn't really your top problem for most of your days. so why was it now such a big thing?

"good morning, doyoung" you greet him as you go on and sit down on your seat. doyoung who was talking to one of your classmates, smiles as he observes you. and as the person he was talking to leaves, his attention was now all on you. something you wish happened a little later. "good morning to you as well, you're sounding a bit more cheerful today y/n. I like that." he tilts his head after to take a good look of your face. "well you don't seem to be any different today yourself. I guess I like that as well." you respond making him chuckle and lean back on his chair, his gaze never leaving you.

"i don't think so."

"what do you mean?"

"well, I haven't been this happy to see someone like you in a monday morning. that's different"

you stop from unzipping your bag and you feel yourself getting a little shy. this was why you didn't want to grab his attention early in the morning. the both of you started being friends months ago, and ever since then he has been flirting with you, recklessly. you say that because he just throws compliments at you, as if they were something so usual. which leaves you so baffled after.

"why are you like this.." you ask timidly as you drop your bag down to your chair's side. once again, he changes his position and rests his chin on his hand, still staring at you. "I've told you before, I like you, that's why" ah of course, you remember that day. you saved him from a couple of jerks that he called friends, but little did he know the reason why they were staying with him was because he was nice enough to, and for his money.

but the sudden confession he said when he was walking you home, still left you wondering until now. did he really like you? or was this all a play?

“..I don't buy it, doyoung. do you really like me?”

“of course I do. why would I lie about how I feel towards you?”

badump.... ..badump.. .

why.. were you feeling this way ?

sorta inspired by the anime my little monster ? also the art is from salgoolulu from instagram !!

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