#bang yedam drabbles

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♡ 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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[5:58pm]

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 >_<]

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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.

[kyufilms]

ㅤㅤ ⌗ treasure ―︎ college life

wc + genre/trope + cast + warnings ―︎ 3k words worth of slice of life: college au edition. ot12 nonidol!treasure. not proofread. lowercase intended. like, one mention of alcohol & an implication of needles, but i think that’s all?

request ―︎ hey jia 💜 i was wondering if i could request one of those bulletpoint lists for what you think ot12 treasure would be like as college students?

director’s notes ―︎ hi anon! i lost your ask (and numerous others) bc tumblr was being stupid, but i managed to save part of the original draft for this one in my notes app, so ty for requesting this <3 college au’s are one of my favorite tropes of all time, and i love college-centric stuff in general, so i might’ve gotten a little carried away bc i thought about this concept a lot,, even before i got the request :] i tried to use a variety of fields of study when assigning them to members (since i didn’t want to fall back on something music or performing arts related for everyone), though i had a little bit of trouble with deciding how to place certain members since i was still brainstorming while working on this </3 i also kinda cheated with junghwan’s bc it felt kinda hard to assign a field of study to him as he’s younger than me. i’m not fully happy with this because i feel like i strayed at some parts, and i could’ve worded things better, but lmk what you think! hope you enjoy :>

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⌗ choi hyunsuk / 최현석

i could go on for literal ages about my reasoning for this, but i can totally see hyunsuk studying fashion/apparel design.

sometimes he loses his focus in his general classes & ends up sketching out a new idea mid-lecture out of boredom, but he works even harder so he doesn’t fall behind.

at this point, he knows all of his friends’ measurements by heart because he always manages to convince bribe them into modeling the clothes he’s working on, whether it’s for an assignment or something he’s making for fun.

he loves trying out new styles & customizing all of his own clothes. he most likely has an instagram page to showcase all of his fits & his customization work, while his saved posts are organized into lookbook folders & inspiration boards.

if inspiration strikes, he’ll stay in the design studio as late as he can & won’t rest until he’s satisfied with whatever pieces he’s been working on. showing up to the first lecture of the day w/ a cup of coffee in his hand is pretty common for him.

he works part-time at one of his favorite department stores, which benefits him since it means he gets first pick when they get new shipments and he gets an employee discount on his own purchases. he probably offers sneaker customization services to earn extra money on the side too.

⌗ park jihoon / 박지훈

i feel like jihoon would have gotten into college with a sports scholarship or smth but chose to study broadcasting.

in class, he’s simultaneously proactive & serious, asking all the questions he wants to, no hesitation at all. he’s committed to trying his best to stay on top of his studies.

he’s definitely juggling a lot, but he wants to enjoy college life while being dedicated to his future, so he’s trying to find a way to make things work around his busy schedule.

as a member of the soccer team, he climbs the ranks pretty fast. he’s scary good, so no one’s really all that surprised when he gets bumped up to the position of team captain in his second year (or when they find out he has a fanclub 💀).

he works part-time at the shopping center; specifically at a smoothie bar that just so happens to be right across from where hyunsuk works. the two of them usually hang out or annoy one another whenever they’re on their breaks.

on top of the other stuff jihoon’s got going on, he’s also part of the broadcasting club. he always seems to know what’s going on, so if you need the details on something, he’s your guy. he could probably recite the morning announcements with his eyes closed if he really wanted to.

⌗ kanemoto yoshinori / 金本芳典

yoshi’s main focus is studying education because he wants to be a teacher, but he also minors in the fine arts :)

everyone you ask will tell you that he suits his major perfectly. he’s got a perfect balance of patience, care, and drive to work around whatever problems that come his way.

he’s a babysitter in his free time; half because it’s a job where he can be somewhat flexible with his availability so it works w/ his schedule, half because he simply adores kids.

when it comes to balancing his job with school, he sacrifices some of his sleep here & there, but he’s very thorough. he gets shy, but if he needs clarification, he’ll ask for it, and he’s actually pretty good at explaining things too.

maybe it has something to do with his major, maybe it doesn’t, but yoshi’s responsibility isn’t something that goes unnoticed. whether it’s school-related or not, it’s easy to see that he can keep his cool even when in stressful situations.

once in a blue moon, when his friends succeed in dragging him out to a party on a night he’s not working, he’s almost always the designated driver, but he doesn’t really mind it. he doesn’t really like to drink to begin with, so making sure that everyone gets home in one piece is fine by him.

⌗ kim junkyu / 김준규

i can’t really explain how i came to this conclusion, but i feel like junkyu would do well if he was studying psychology.

in his first year he was probably a dorky but adorable freshman with an undecided major. people seem to find that his clumsy, shy personality only adds to his charm, so it’s not surprising that he has admirers.

when he gets a little bit confused in class, his usual choice is to bite his tongue rather than ask a question. junkyu won’t ask for help until he reaches a certain point, he opts to keep trying on his own until it gets too much for him.

more often than not he gets roped into things by his friends. sometimes it’s a party that they want him to go to, sometimes it’s being hyunsuk’s model for new clothes. willingly tags along every now and then when yoshi’s babysitting, solely because the kids are sweethearts.

he’s stealing even more hearts as a resident assistant in his second year. despite his shyness, he’d end up being close with all the residents. it’s hard not to like him; he makes people feel comfortable. most of the time he’s laid back & has a hard time saying no, but he still tries to be responsible & enforces the rules, even if he doesn’t always like it.

ngl, he may or may not have applied for the RA position at first because he’s a homebody & he thought he could use it as an excuse to stay in the dorms since his friends always try to drag him out. still, he’s someone you can always rely on. he might joke around & act like he’s annoyed, but he’s not. he likes to make himself useful if there’s an opportunity.

⌗ takata mashiho / 高田ましほ

in my mind, mashiho would’ve gotten into uni on a full-ride sports scholarship & winds up studying sports medicine while double minoring in kinesiology & culinary arts.

all of his professors are quite fond of him. he’s another one of those students that actively participates in the lessons, and it’s clear he always tries extra hard, especially since he’s at school on that scholarship.

he might not be insanely tall, but don’t let his height fool you, he’s the basketball team’s secret weapon. his skills are insane, & he’s a different person on the court, so each game’s exciting; he always goes beyond expectations.

honestly though, if you thought jihoon was busy, you should see mashi. he might not have a job, but he’s got so much other stuff going on outside of sports & his studies, everyone’s a little bit curious as to how he balances all of it.

popularity check ― somehow, everyone seems to know mashi. he’s campus crush material & he’s got the fanclub to prove it. when he’s not studying or practicing for a game, you might find him with the dance club or the theatre kids.

overall, he just exudes good vibes and confidence, and that’s probably why so many people are naturally drawn to him. when he’s out, he can be the life of the party, but it’s pretty easy for him to have a good time just kicking back with friends. it’s hard to imagine someone not liking him.

⌗ yoon jaehyuk / 윤재혁

this is based off of that one fancall but jaehyuk studies both business administration & economics :)

even before people find out what his majors are, they’d already take a liking to him since he’s such a sweetheart. hearing what he’s studying only impresses others more.

i feel like he’d be part of student government. i could also see him giving the freshmen tours of the campus once he’s in his second year of studies, and he probably continues to do so every other year after that.

he’s got smarts to spare !! i feel like he’s that one person who’s always at the top of his class. he probably doesn’t even need to ask questions for clarification because he reads ahead of the current units they’re working on in class.

im 92.7% convinced he’d be the ultimate favorite student to any, if not all, of his professors. he’d always be prepared when he comes to lectures, and i feel like all the professors would genuinely enjoy reading through his thought process when they grade any of his work.

i could see him working as a student tutor on the side, though idk if it’d be for money or extra credit. it’s an easy but equally convenient way for him to review topics while simultaneously earning extra cash or extra points. even if he wasn’t getting anything out of it, i still think he’d enjoy helping other people better their understandings.

⌗ hamada asahi / 浜田朝光

i had a lot of ideas for asahi, but for simplicity i think he’d study art; specifically w/ a focus in animation.

something tells me he’d be part of the gifted program for fine arts. idk if it’d necessarily work like a scholarship, but i don’t think it’d be an easy program to get into. he’s getting the recognition he deserves for his talent.

when he’s in class he takes simple notes so he gets the general information he needs, but something tells me that he’d go back to redo them later on so that they’ll look nicer. it also helps him study, since he’s revisiting all the materials.

he probably has a bunch of sticky notes with doodles on them in his textbooks, & i feel like he’d doodle on his notes a lot too, but it’s not because he’s bored/distracted, it actually helps him focus & allows him to remember things better.

i feel like college is an even greater self discovery kind of experience for asahi more than any of the others. since he’s so introverted, people probably say that they hope he’ll learn to express himself outwardly the same way he expresses himself through his art. his friend group helps tho, so he’s working on redefining his comfort zone :]

for some reason, i can’t really see asahi having a job while he’s a student. he’d either be so wrapped up in art & studies that his free time kind of blends with them, or he’d keep to himself & his small circle of friends until he falls into a new hobby (which, unintentionally, would be music, but jihoon’s trying to convince him to join the soccer team/club).

⌗ bang yedam / 방예담

the idea of yedam not being involved with music at all feels foreign to me, but i could see him doubling up & studying music alongside communications.

he probably got into college through the gifted program for music, but he chose to study communications as well just to be practical and have some sort of backup plan.

yedam’s the type who stays in the studio more often than his dorm room. he’s always coming up with new song ideas, so his voicenotes app is full of little snippets of things that he came up with throughout the day.

if you happen to see him on campus, you’ll find that he listens to music more than half the time. he’ll always have a pair of headphones on him, whether they’re being worn over his ears or just hanging around his neck.

another popularity check ― the music department’s pride and joy. everyone on campus knows him, mostly because he always performs at events like the school festivals & talent shows. yet another person with a little fanclub behind him; his voice just seems to pull people in.

performs every week at an open mic night that a local coffee shop hosts. he’ll even take requests when there aren’t many people on the performance roster. definitely has a yt channel; sometimes he’ll sing originals while other times he’ll sing covers. half the student body is subscribed.

⌗ kim doyoung / 김도영

i was so dead set on this one pls i feel like doyoung would probably study biology & follow in his family’s footsteps as a pre-med student :]

campus!! crush!! somehow he’s the perfect balance between being a sweetheart & being a huge flirt. his busy schedule tends to have him all over the place, but that’s also how he gained popularity on campus.

probably gets involved with student government because of jaehyuk. he wasn’t really about it first because he already had a lot going on as a pre-med student, but he enjoyed it too much to give it up once he got a taste for it.

doyoung’s prepared for the worst; he’s like a walking first-aid kit & nurse’s office. definitely the person hyunsuk goes to ask for bandaids after accidentally poking himself one too many times while trying to design a new piece.

i’m convinced he’d be a teacher’s assistant. i don’t have an idea of which of his professors he’d TA for, but i know for a fact that he’s charmed all of the other students in the class and the professor themselves. the type to leave give people little hints/tips on what to study for while grading their papers if they didn’t necessarily do so hot.

if you’re ever looking for him on campus and he’s not assisting or sitting in the back of a class grading the papers, there’s a good chance you’ll find him in the library. he’s an assistant there on top of being a TA (and the head librarian always jokes about how they’d never seen so many people come in to study until doyoung became a library assistant).

⌗ watanabe haruto / 渡辺春虎

haruto’s studying music production & composition; he got in through the same program as yedam.

asahi’s roommate. he helps asahi get comfortable around others & is partially the reason why music is now one of asahi’s other hobbies outside of art.

rather than having a youtube channel like yedam, haruto posts on soundcloud for fun. he probably goes by an alias, but the stuff he puts out is semi-popular.

he likes to goof off & work on songs with his friends. at first he’d just mess around by himself & show asahi, but then he met yoshi & mashiho, so nowadays you can distinctly hear four different people in several tracks on haruto’s computer.

he’s not employed while he’s studying atm, but one of his professors mentioned that the campus radio station is looking for people to play songs & fill up the regular slots between the radio programs, so he’s been debating on whether or not he should apply for a position.

that one person who everyone’s unintentionally intimidated by. he does really well academic-wise, but he can be a little bit antisocial, so he doesn’t talk as much around people he’s not close to. others tend to find him hard to approach since he’s so tall istfg his responses can be short & they mistake his blank expressions/rbf as him judging them since they can’t really tell what he’s thinking by the look on his face.

⌗ park jeongwoo / 박��우

jeongwoo has absolutely no clue what he direction he wants to go in, so he hasn’t declared a field of study yet.

roommates with jaehyuk. junkyu’s had to drop by and tell them to knock it off on more than one occasion because they’ll get too loud without realizing it.

he’s on the basketball team with mashiho, but during the off-season you’ll probably find him goofing around on the field with some of the other people in the soccer club.

knows he has to pick a focused area of study sooner or later, but he’s not really sure what he wants. he’s kind of testing things & looking into a new focus every other week to try and find something that sparks his interests.

works part time at is probably on the verge of being fired from a cafe, but he’s usually only taking peoples’ orders, manning the register, or doing dishes. atm, his boss is just keeping him around since he makes up for his not-so-great coffee skills by bringing in a crowd, but he’s trying his best.

a bit of a social butterfly. despite not knowing what he wants to study just yet, the fact he’s made friends in several different departments has helped a lot. everyone on campus, regardless of their major, has probably seen jeongwoo lingering around their building once or twice, and whenever someone initiates conversation he’s always polite.

⌗ so junghwan / 소정환

junghwan’s still in high school & trying to decide what he wants to do in the future.

he’s sort of interested in a few different fields of study, but he wants to see what they’re like before he makes a final decision on what he’ll go into.

all his friends that have already graduated have been pestering him about going to the same university as them when the time comes for him to enroll.

though he’s not done with high school yet, several schools have already been keeping an eye on him & his potential. there’s been buzz about how some places want him in their sports programs; some are even talking scholarships.

he’s a full-time student as of right now. junghwan’s too busy studying for the college entrance exams to be working at the moment, but he’s a bright kid. his teachers are pretty sure he’ll pass with flying colors; they surely won’t hesitate to give him recommendations if he asks.

he’s probably asked jaehyuk or doyoung to help him study for his upcoming exams just to be prepared, but it’s somehow become a group-study thing because everyone else either tags along or invites themselves to the session. still, he’s grateful. they try to help him as much as they can & tell him not to worry so much since he’ll do just fine.

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[oftenjisung]

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 :(

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– [ 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.”

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[00:59] bang yedam

[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. 

[alohajun]

♡ 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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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???

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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…)

[fictitiouswhore]

Treasure: Asahi

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.

[jung1one]

lmao is ygs editor allergic to talent or smth

[ponyoscenarios]

➳Check Yes // Kim Doyoung

Little did you know that when your classmate and neighbor Doyoung asked you to work together on your Literature essay he had meant it as a date. 

Finally Friday was coming to an end and fortunately the last class you had was one you enjoyed and were good at, Literature.

“Okay everybody” your teacher announced from her desk “This assignment is due next Wednesday and it’s a really simple and fun one, you’ll have to watch a movie, it doesn’t matter which one, and you’ll make an essay analyzing the main character’s perspective, what was the reason behind their actions, what turned them into the person they were, etc.”

Your best friend Yujin looked at you excited. “We’re working together right?”

“Of course, we can go to the cinema tomorrow” you answered quietly before turning to your teacher again.

“Alright, That’s it for today, class dismissed” your teacher called out.

You were packing your bag still in your seat while everybody else was heading out already.

Suddenly a figure stood in front of you.

“Hi Y/N” a familiar voice called out.

You looked up and suddenly smiled realizing who the voice belonged to. “Hi Doyoung” you answered cheerfully.

“About the assignment” He said while he adjusted his backpack “Can we work together? I’m really struggling with this class and you’re the best so, could you help me please?” He smiled pleadingly at you and you giggled.

“Of course Doyoung” you answered casually “actually Yujin and I were talking about going tomorrow to the cinema and then working on the essay, do you want to come?”

Doyoung looked at Yujin shortly before turning back to you again and smiled awkwardly.

“Uh Yujin is coming uh sure, just text me the details later” he finally said before waving goodbye.

As soon as he left Yujin nudged at your arm and giggled.

“Was is it just me or was Doyoung disappointed to hear I’m coming?” she said getting up from her seat.

You looked at her weirdly before getting up from your seat too. “Why would he be disappointed?” you asked genuinely while you both walked out.

“I don’t know” she answered brightly while bumping into you playfully “maybe he likes you and wants to go out just with you”

You smacked her arm while laughing at her ridiculousness “I don’t know” you answered mimicking her behaviour “maybe you’re crazy”

Yujin stopped on her tracks and stared at you as if she had solved the biggest mystery “It makes sense though, he’s always looking at you, and he’s always asking for your help”

“That doesn’t mean anything” you said rolling your eyes.

“He’s always doing weird stuff to catch your attention too”

You slapped her arm again “He’s just weird, besides if he liked me he would’ve tried something already, we’re just friends” you stated.

“Maybe he’s shy” she added teasingly.

“Whatever”

Yujin’s comments lingered on your mind all day. What if the reason he always asked for your help and always asked if he could come over to your house because of homework, was because he just wanted to see you because he liked you? No, it didn’t make any sense, he’s way out of your league… not that you want him to be interested in you anyway, you didn’t like him that way, at all, did you?

For some reason you couldn’t bring yourself to send him a text, you felt nervous, which had never happened before with him. So you decided to create a group chat and include Yujin, that would help.

You: Hey guys! Tomorrow at what time?

Doyoung: Hi :) Any time works for me

You: What about you Yujin?

Yujin: Actually, I’m pretty sick, I don’t know if I’d be able to go tomorrow, just go without me.

You: Sick? But you were fine today

Yujin: yeah I know, but I don’t feel so good right now

You: :( that’s a shame, I hope you get better soon!

Yujin: thanks, have fun guys :)

You were kind of dense to Doyoung’s intentions earlier that day, but your best friend wasn’t. And although you had never mentioned it to her, Yujin knew you had feelings for Doyoung, she noticed how every time he smiled at you you would turn away and focus on something else, and how whenever he was close you would trip on your own feet; and she was sure Doyoung felt the same, the way he looked at you when you weren’t paying attention, or the way his voice became softer and gentler when he was talking to you gave it away, she had to let both of you spend time together and maybe one would finally make a move.

~ding~ Your phone rang startling you.

You picked it up and noticed it was a text from Doyoung.

Doyoung: So now Yujin’s not coming, is it just the two of us?

You: yeah :( oh we never settled a time.

Doyoung: how about 2pm?

You: sure! I’ll meet you at the cinema

Doyoung: We literally live in the same street, we can go together.

You: oh yeah,

Doyoung: I’ll meet you at your house.

Maybe it was Yujin’s comments or maybe you were reading Doyoung’s signals wrong, but there was something about it all that made it hard for your to sleep that night and you couldn’t help but to keep thinking about him.

Without intending to, your cheeks blushed as you remember the first time you saw him.

About two years ago you had just moved in to the neighborhood, and being the reserved type you refrained from introducing yourself to your neighbors. From your room’s window you would see how the rest of the kids your age would go out and hang out together, they would ride their bikes or some times they would just sit on someone’s front yard and played around. There was one boy in particular who caught your attention. He was always making others laugh and talking to everybody and you thought he was funny and a bit cute. Later on you realized he was in your same class at school but you were too intimidated to approach him.

One day as you were heading home someone ran to you and tapped your shoulder.

You turned around startled and your eyes widened when you saw Doyoung.

“Hello, I’m Doyoung” he said cheerfully.

“Hi, I’m Y/N” you answered holding your books closer to your chest.

“It might sound weird” he said scratching the back of his head “but I noticed we live in the same street” he finished smiling.

“Oh really?” you asked acting oblivious.

“yeah” he said laughing awkwardly “we’re also in the same class”

“oh, yeah, I think I’ve seen you in class” you said smiling.

From that moment on, Doyoung and you would always walk to school together, he would sometimes wait outside your house or if you left earlier he would try to catch up. At school since he already had his group of friends and you had made your own, you didn’t interact as much as you wished but he would sometimes sit with you at lunch. With time you learned that maybe crushing on him or whatever you were feeling was completely pointless. Most girls in your class had a crush on him and he wouldn’t choose you over them. So eventually you stopped crushing on him and faced reality, you were just friends, and he only needed you to help him with school stuff.

It was 10 am already and you knew you had to get up, but a part of you didn’t want to. You rolled in bed for a while trying to stop making ridiculous assumptions about Doyoung’s actions but you couldn’t help yourself and half and hour later you finally got up.

It wasn’t your intention to take so much time looking for an outfit but you were nervous and wanted everything to be perfect. You were still searching through your closet when your mom knocked on your door.

“Y/N? Doyoung’s downstairs” she announced opening the door and leaning on the door frame.  “He’s here already?” You said grabbing the first outfit you chose and laying it on your bed.

Your mom scanned the room and gasped. “What’s with this mess?” he exclaimed.

“I was just picking an outfit” you said looking for shoes to match.

“Wait, are you going on a date with Doyoung?” she said excitedly “He’s really cute”

“No mom” you groaned. “We’re just working on an assignment”

“Oh yeah totally” she said sarcastically “and were are you going for this assignment?”

You looked at her for a while before glancing elsewhere. “... to the cinema…”

She laughed at you. “Oh okay, have fun with your homework” he said winking and leaving your room.

You tried to get ready as soon as you could, you did your hair rapidly and skip the makeup; you didn’t want Doyoung to wait for you much longer.

“Hi” you said walking down the stairs “I’m sorry to keep you waiting”

He smiled at you cutely and your heart skipped a beat. “No it’s okay” he said standing up from the couch and walking towards you “You look really pretty by the way” Your heart started racing at his comment but you kept telling yourself there was no way he meant it in the way you imagined besides you didn’t want to fall for him, it would be too inconvenient.

Since the cinema was close to your neighborhood you refused your mom’s offer to drive you there. And the whole way you were too into your thoughts to say anything to him and he never striked up a conversation either.

Once you got to the cinema he finally spoke up.

“Now the hard part, what movie do we watch?” he asked turning to you.

You thought for a while. “You pick, I don’t mind which one” you answered smiling.

“Okay, how about glass?” he asked with a teasing grin.

“I don’t know” you said hesitantly.

He laughed and shrugged. “If you get uncomfortable you can just hold my hand”

You kept telling yourself to act cool but you could feel your cheeks burning up so you excused yourself saying you needed to use the restroom.

When you got back you noticed he had already bought the snacks.

“How much do I owe you?” you asked reaching for your purse when he stopped you.

“It’s on me Y/N don’t worry” and smiled at you sweetly.

Whenever he smiled at you his eyes would glimmer and it made you feel so warm inside. Trying to act as if you weren’t feeling anything for him was so hard when he was this nice to you.

You entered the room quietly, as you searched for your seats you realized there were a lot of couples there, and you knew how awkward that would turn later.

Half an hour had passed and what you had worried about happened. There was a couple just in front of you that were eating their faces off. You looked at them and quickly looked away feeling uncomfortable, while Doyoung who had been watching what you were doing laughed at your reaction, and you ended up chuckling as well.

As you were really focused on the movie and taking mental notes on what you could write on your essay, you didn’t pay attention as you reached for the popcorn to grab a handful, and you didn’t notice Doyoung doing the same. Your hands slightly brushed against each other. A slight blush appeared on your cheeks and you rapidly pulled your hand away dropping the popcorn on your way. Doyoung noticed your reaction and smiled to himself as he adjusted his position on his seat.

You didn’t feel uncomfortable for what had happened but you were really embarrassed to imagine he might think you liked him and did it on purpose. So you turned to scribble on your notebook that was laying on your lap which made Doyoung chuckle because he knew you couldn’t see anything and you were just doing it because you were embarrassed.

The movie ended with no major problems but once you got out of the cinema the fun began.

“Doyoung, I think I’m just going to call my mom so she can pick us up” you said extending your arm to verify that it was indeed pouring up just a meter away from your shelter.

Doyoung did the same and laughed.

He shook his head. “c’mon” he said holding your hand and dragging you out of the movie theater.

“Oh my God,Doyoung what are you doing?”you exclaimed lifting your purse in a failed attempt to keep you dry.

“Don’t you just love the rain?” He said lifting his head up and smiling to the sky.

He grabbed your hand tighter and began running through the streets until something called his attention.

“Look” he exclaimed pointing to swingset.

Your head was a soaking mess and you were so glad you didn’t put any makeup on because you knew the mess you would have looked in the rain.

But somehow Doyoung looked as handsome as ever. His black hair was pulled back out of his face and his eyes were shining in excitement.

You realized you had been staring at him for too long and you were glad his focus was on the swingset. As you came back to reality you noticed he was still holding your hand and your fingers were intertwined. You also realized how natural it felt and didn’t want him to let go of your hand.

But sooner than you had wanted he had too let it go.

He sat on one of the swings and motioned for you to sit on another. “The one that gets higher wins” he said with a grin.

“Doyoung please”you whined.

“It’s going to be fun, I promise” he said patting the swing next to his.

You sighed defeated and sat down. “What’s the prize?” You asked teasingly.

He grinned and thought for a while. “let’s think about that later”

You accepted and the competition began.

Although you were hesitant to accept his offer before, now you had to admit you were having fun.

The rain on your face when you swung up felt reminding you of your happy memories as a child.

Doyoung couldn’t help but stare at how peaceful you looked as you closed your eyes and let the rain hit your face.

After a while both of you were determined to win the competition. So the whole time you spent it trying to sabotage the other and just laughing at each other.

But the fun soon ended when your phone rang.

“Doyoung” you called out dropping your feet to the ground and stopping your swing. “My mom’s calling, I think we better get home”

You started walking again side to side when suddenly he stopped.

You turned to him and noticed he was taking off his jacket.

He walked towards you and put it above both of your heads while smiling.

You laughed. “Doyoung we’re already wet, it doesn’t make any difference”

He shrugged and laughed along “at least it can cover us for a while” he added stepping closer to you.

Your faces were just inches apart and you were too aware of it that yours began heating up. Without intending to you began walking faster.

“Hey” exclaimed Doyoung grabbing your shoulder “stop walking so fast, here hold this” he said giving you a side of his jacket which you took without saying a word.

Suddenly he draped his free arm across your shoulders making you jump a little.

“Stay still” he said smiling to himself from your reaction.

When you arrived at your house your mom opened the door.

“Oh my God you kids, come on in” she exclaimed “you’re drenched, why didn’t you call me to pick you up” she began lecturing you both and only got a laugh in response.

“Doyoung, come in,here take this towel, dry your hair” she said dragging him inside your house.

“No it’s okay, my house is just down the street” he said standing by the door.

“It’s still pouring outside, you might get sick” she added. “Y/N go change your clothes and bring something dry for Doyoung to wear please”

You rapidly changed into something warm and looked for something yours that might fit him.

You ended up choosing an oversized hoodie and sweatpants from your brother.

When you walked downstairs you noticed Doyoung by himself on the living room.

You gave him the clothes and you awkwardly stood there not knowing what to do.

“So?”he said making you turn your head to him “do i get changed here?” He said smirking and slightly lifting his wet shirt.

“Oh God no!”you said pushing him to the bathroom.

He laughed at how flustered you looked.

When he finishes changing your mom brought both of you hot chocolate.

You sat on the couch next to each him but you didn’t know what to say so you stayed silent and also did he.

“How about”you both said at the same time.

“You go first” he said laughing

“I was going to say, how about we work on the essay right now” you said earning a pout from here.

“No”he whined. “How about we watch tv, I’m too cold to be thinking about homework” he tried to persuade you. “We can work on the homework tomorrow”

As it was too hard for you to reject anything he proposed you accepted and that was what you ended up doing. Although you were oblivious to his intentions.

Since he had met you he had wanted to be closer to you, but it was really hard for him to do it because you were too reserved. And now he thought he was making some progress, he just needed enough courage to properly ask you out.

But just as he intended to do it, your mom walked in and started asking questions about the movie and school, leaving him no chance to work on his plan.

Soon enough the rain stopped and Doyoung had no reason to stay so he left.

Later that day you began feeling tired and your body began to ache and when you woke up in the morning you had a fever and your head hurted badly. You didn’t want to do anything besides sleep so you didn’t realize when Doyoung called you or the million texts Yujin had sent.

It was monday already and you weren’t in conditions to go to school, you woke up with a fever again and you had a sore throat. Maybe playing in the rain wasn’t really your thing.

Later that day you felt a bit better so you answered Yujin’s and Doyoung’s texts.

Yujin: why weren’t u at school today?????

You: I was sick, maybe you gave me your cold.

Yujin: my cold? I’m not sick though?

You: you were sick last week.

Yujin: no???i wasn’t..

You: you said you couldn’t go to the cinema bc you were sick ????

Yujin: oOH yeaahh about that….. i wasn’t….

You: why didn’t u want to come then?

Yujin:omg u really are slow…. i just wanted you to go by yourself with Doyoung like a date…

You: omg, you’re really annoying.

Yujin: but you’d make such a great couple.

Doyoung: hi y/n! I was wondering why didn’t you come to school? Did something happened?

You: hi Doyoung! No, everything’s fine, i’m just a little sick.

Doyoung:ohhh, it must’ve been because of the rain, I’m so sorry

You: no it’s okay, it wasn’t your fault

Doyoung: i hope you get better soon!♡

You: thanks! :)

The next day as you still weren’t feeling a hundred percent fine you missed school again. But you had enough energy to work on what you had missed on school.

Later that day when you were in your room you heard something hit your window and it startled you.

You opened it to see what was going on and you saw Doyoung throwing little rocks.

“Doyoung what are you doing?”you exclaimed chuckling.

“I just wanted to see how you were doing” he said smiling.

“You could’ve just rang the doorbell” you stated and he grinned.

“I know, but it’s more romantic this way”

You laughed at his response but couldn’t help noticing the butterflies that you felt in your stomach.

“Go to the door” you said as you closed the door and ran downstairs.

You tried to fix your hair and smooth out your clothes before opening the door.

“Hi” he said smiling at you.

“Hi” you answered doing the same thing.

“Oh yeah” said Doyoung snapping out of his excitement. “I brought you this” he said handing you a cute basket filled with medicine, snacks and a teddy bear.

“You shouldn’t have” you replied blushing.

“No i had to” he persisted “it was my fault you got sick”

You shook your head and motioned him to come inside.

“Did you finish your essay?” you said unsure of what to talk about.

“I’m working on it” he laughed and sat on the couch.”Did you?”

“Yeah, I had a lot of free time this week” you answered truthfully. “Do you want help? it is due tomorrow”  you offered as you were worried about him.

“Really? Because honestly I haven’t even started” he said with the usual grin he gave you whenever he had a math problem wrong.

You had helped him with his assignments countless times, and you had always felt rather uncomfortable and as if you were rushing through the topics, and now you had realized why. Deep down you knew that if you hung out with him more you’d eventually end up with feelings for him, and you didn’t want that. But now, you felt relaxed and you really enjoyed his company. You also realized after long thought that you indeed had a crush on him, there was no way to help it, it would probably not end up in anything big but it was nice.

Doyoung finished his essay and he had to go back home, but as you were saying goodbye, he leaned and kissed your cheek gently.

As you went to bed that night you couldn’t stop thinking about it and hoped that he felt the same way.

The next day as soon as you arrived at you class Yujin enveloped you in a hug and walked you to your shared seat. You knew Doyoung was already there because you purposely walked out later than usually in hopes of not meeting him on the way to school.

You were too nervous to glance at his seat but you did anyways. As soon as you looked to his usual spot, his eyes locked with yours and his mouth turned into a big smiled, as you were on opposite ends of the classroom he couldn’t do anything besides wave at you and you did the same.

“Well” Yujin chimed in “I guess you’re pretty close now huh?” she said playfully poking your sides.

“Shh” you hushed her “We’re just friends” you remarked.

“Yeah right” she said rolling her eyes “you owe me a thank you”

It was finally lunch time and as you were packing your books Doyoung approached you and placed a folded piece of paper on your desk.

You looked at him confused and he just smiled shyly while his friends who were at the door watched in curiosity.

“What does it says?” Yujin asked puzzled and tried to read the note.

As you were opening it, Doyoung walked out in embarrassment, he had intended to ask you out face to face properly, but he wasn’t as courageous as he had wanted to come off, and had to resort to Dohwan’s cheesy plan on giving you a little note.

It didn’t matter the way he did it because as soon as you read was was written on the note, your cheeks began blushing like crazy and you felt your heart skipped a beat.

Y/N would you like to go on a real date with me?

◻️ YES    ◻️ NO

Ps. pls check yes

A/N: I literally wrote and deleted this scenario for days but here it is now.

Hope you like it ♡

[lyjikyu]

      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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