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im just gonna say it!!!!
#wanna one is ......great#theyre the best at everything???#GET!#they should awards for everything... um best laughs?? guanlin sungwoon jaehwan woojin???#best beautiful eyes in the world?? jihoon guanlin daehwi and umm whom else.. baejin#best dancers?? baejin... NJKDEWNKDNEW THATS IT MAIN DANCER JINYOUNG#best smiles.... uhhhh....jihoon im just biased but also jinyoung...#best at being short?? sungwoon???#feel free to add im right
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GROOVL1n PROFILES AND FACTS
It was founded on June 26th 2019.
RAVI
Real name: Kim WonSik (김원식).
Nicknames: Ambidextrous Rapper, Lava, Lucky Boy.
His stage name Ravi means “charming”.
His favoucolours are black and white.
His hobby is body training.
Among the members of VIXX he sleeps the most.
His most valuable belonging is his lyrics notebook.
He is allergic to dust.
He enjoys drinking coffee at night.
Heloves doing graffiti.
Hehas several tattoos including: “YOLO, You Only Live Once” on his chest; an angel on his left side; “Love attracts love to the wearer”.
He was born on February 15th 1993.
He was born on Jamsil Dong.
He is 183 cm.
His bloodtype is O.
Hehas a younger sister.
He founded his own hiphop label GROOVL1n on June 2019.
He won the 2020Brand of the Year Awards: Idol Variety Star.
He is part of the k-pop group VIXX and part of the sub-unit VIXX LR, were he is a rapper and dancer.
He went to Seoul Jamdomg Elementary School, Jamsil Middle School, Jamsil High School and Howon University with a master in Musicology.
He is a very good MC and is a fairly good freestyler.
Ravi’s ideal type is a pretty and self-conscious woman.
His motto is “You Only Live Once”.
His favourite artists are Kanye West, A$AP Rocky, Chris Brown, Drake, Big Sean and August Alsina. He is also a fan of G-Dragon.
He became part of VIXX because he was one of the winners of the show “Mydol”.
He features on Chad Future’s new music video “Rock the World”.
He wrote the song “What U Waiting For” thinking of the members.
Park MyungSoo offered him to work together when he was impressed after his cover of the song “Fire” on his show “Park Myun Soo’s moving TV”.
He participated in SMTM4 but was eliminated.
He wrote VIXX LR’s “Beautiful Liar”.
In June 2018 he produced a song for the girl group ELRIS.
To promote one of his albums he held a guerrilla concert at Gangnam station.
On April 2nd 2017 he uploaded a picture of a French Bulldog to his Instagram officially introducing “Buttie”, VIXX’s new member. His nickname is “BADA$$”.
He debuted as a soloist on 2017 with his mini album “R.EAL1ZE”.
He is part of the group “Parka Friendship”, including Taemin (SHINee), Kai (EXO) and Timoteo and SungWoon (HOTSHOT). His song “Ravi Da Loca” mentions their name to express his gratitude towards them. He says his best friends are Taemin and Kai.
He appears in Brian Joo’s MV “Let This Die”.
If he were a girl he would go out with N among the VIXX members because he is really nice and reliable and he would probably not be a cheater.
He is the 3rd idol with more songs registered to his name.
He won the golden medal in bowling with Ken on the Idol Star Athletic Championship 2018.
Jellyfish anounced on May 24th that he would be leaving the company but will still promote with VIXX.
He cares a lot for the members of GROOVL1n.
He has a YouTube channel with a mini series were he interviews different artists.
CHILLIN HOMIE
His real name is Jeon WooSung (전우성).
He was born on September 3rd 1999.
He is 178 cm.
He was born in Seoul but lived in Pohang for a long time, which is why he considers Pohang his hometowm.
He started rapping at 18.
He debuted in 2018 with his single “Gang Move”.
He joined GROOVL1n on 19th September 2019.
He is part of NFL crew.
On Februa 1st 2020, he released his first EP album “Saviour from the Hell pt1” with a music video for his title song “WASSUP”.
He rapped for 2 years before applying for SMTM at 20.
He was a contestant on SMTM777, SMTM8 and SMTM9.
He used to play piano when he was young but his fingers didn���t straighten well so he learned to play the piano and the flute.
He got his first tattoo at age 20 on his face which says in kanji “better safe than sorry”; meaning you have nothing to worry about if you are prepared. He also has a chain tattoo on his left arm that has the birthdates of the members if NFL Crew.
In SMTM9 he was a member of team Giriboy&Zion.T with Wonstein, Lilboy and Skyminhyuk.
He made it to the mic slection stage on SMTM9, but decided to drop out due to his panic disorder. Due to this, rapper Skyminhyuk performed a solo stage on his place.
He appeared talking to Ravi, the CEO of his label, about his mental health and Ravi showed lots of interest and preocupationfor his well being.
His career role model is JTONG.
He uses English on his songs because it sounds nice and looks good.
He used to go everywhere, including SMTM recordings using public transportation, but since signing with GROOVL1n he goes on the label’s car. He says this is one of the many benefites of having a label to back you up.
He also said that during the two first times he participated in SMTM he looked rough and grubby, nothing like in SMTM9. He also said that he once asked for new music equipment and the company bought it for him in a short time.
He likes clear weather and dislikes rain and snow.
He loves football and his favouclib is Pohang Steelers from K league and Arsenal from Premier league. He has a friend that play on Pohang FC and his favourite Arsenal player is Hector Bellerin.
In order to learn and understand English he uses the translator and watches translated songs.
He featured on Ravi’s single “ASURA” along with other GROOVL1n members that was released on December 7th 2019.
He’s worked with artists like Mckdaddy, DSEL, Eptend, Wonstein, LilBoi and others.
With his upcoming album he wants to break the strong image that a lot of people get from his rapping.
COLD BAY
His real name is Oh InSeob (오인섭).
Nicknames: Cold Valley, Coldy.
He was born on July 7th 1993.
He was born on Iksan, North Jeolla.
He is 182 cm.
He has 2 older sisters.
His bloodtype is O.
He went to Korea University.
His first music tour was with Ravi.
He debuted on July 22nd 2019 with his single “Ruined”.
He collaborated with Ravi and Xudo on the track “Fashionable (prod. gXXD)”.
XYDO
His real name is Park ChiWoong (박치웅).
Hewas born on January 29th 1994.
He debuted on August 14th 2019.
He is from Seoul.
He collaborated with Ravi and Cold Bay onthe track “Fashionable (prod. GXXD)”.
He was an underground R&B artist.
He collaborated with Ravi on his song “Hoodie”.
He says his name is hard to pronounce in English so you can just call him C.W.Park.
He already completed his military service.
His stage name, Xydo, comes from: “Try” in English is “시도하다” in Korean. The pronunciation “Shido” is similar to Xydo and he wanted a name without preconceptions, so he chose Xydo.
He says music is his best friend and that he can share it wether he is happy or sad.
He isn’t sure of how long he’s been pursuing music.
He likes songs made to express himself.
About his music: he does want his music to be tied up in one place and doesn’t want to categorize it into any genre. However, if he were to do this, he would say R&B and Pop.
He says he wants to be different from other artists and says that he wants to show his own colours.
He likes Jamie Foxx, Miguel, Nao and wants to work with Ruel.
He likes watching movies, specially ScyFy, and if the weather is good he likes to play basketball.
To people that wants to pursue music: finding your true self is the most important and he is still doing that himself.
He says having international fans is awesome and that it suddenly feels like his world is wider and brings a new perspective. He also wants to visit any place were there is a fan of his no matter how far.
One song he recommends: “I like many genres rather than just one thing. From what I’ve listened to lately, I would like to recommend “Remember Me” by Umi.
A song of his that he recommends: “Lee Sang”, because everyone tries to do something they want. I think there were times when it felt like something was getting farther and farther away.
When he feels down and feels about to guve up, he tells himself: “Believe in myself”.
A song he’s proud of is: “Drawing”, because there were a lot of difficulties in making the song but he overcame them.
NAFLA
His real name is Nicholas Choi and his Korean name is Choi SeokBae (최석배).
He was born on February 28th 1992.
He is from Pasadena, California.
He went to University of Southern California.
He was a member of MKIT Rain.
He is a member of 42 crew.
He is 162 cm - 169 cm.
He has an eyebrow piercing.
He likes to die his hair red.
The name Nafla means”Natural Flavour”. A friend of his thouht of this name after drinking something that said “100% Natural Flavor”.
He joined Groovl1n on December 22nd 2020.
He has a tattoo on his left arm.
He has collaborated with artists like Babylon, Dumbfoundead, Dynamic Duo and Woo Taewoon.
He would like to collaborate with Frank Ocean.
He went to Universit with Killagramz. They used to exchange messages through Facebook.
If he wasn’t in MAKIT Rain, he would like to be signed in 1llionaire.
As of 2016 he lived on his studio.
He has been friends with Ravi for a while.
After Show Me The Money he remained good friends with Kid Milli and often jokes around that he is a member of Mkit Rain.
He founded MKIT Rain with Loopy.
Some Mkit Rain members were involved in a marihuana scandal when they were caught smoking it, Nafla was one of them. He later made an Instagram post apologising for his behaviour. However, his charges were dropped since it was the first time he committed an upinfraction regarding this matter.
During his 60 second evalua in SMTM, The Quiett said it was the first time such a good quality rap and performance was shown on national tv.
When he gets dresses, he chooses his hat first and coordinates the outfit to compliment it.
His top favourite rappers (2016) are: #1 Gaeko, #2 Beenzino, #3 E-sens, #4 Lobsta, #5 G-Dragon.
He and Loopy met in a bathroom during a concert in the USA.
The car he won in SMTM777 was given to Loppy as a present to thank him for everything he had done for him.
He won SMTM777 with team Giriboy&Swings.
According to Loopy, Nafla was thinking about leaving MKIT Rain for a while and his leave was officially confirmed through Instagram on early December 2020.
He won Best Mixtape of the Year 2015 with “This & That”.
Nafla has a lot of respect for Just Music, specially Swings and Vasco.
Nafla was involved in a diss with CJamm. Neil, who was in the same crew as him, Young Creation, dissed CJamm and somehow Nafla got involved. It was nothing serious and there weren’t any bad feelings afterwards.
During SMTM777 he was selected as the leader on the group battle and every of his team members said he was really nice and helpful. Regarding this, he said he was happy to have Loopy by his side because he has a lot of experience and helped him a lot.
Source: https://kprofiles.com/chillin-homie-profile-and-facts/; https://kprofiles.com/ravi-vixx-profile-facts/; https://kprofiles.com/cold-bay-profile-facts/; https://kprofiles.com/xydo-profile-facts/; https://kprofiles.com/nafla-profile-facts/
#groovl1n#ravi#vixx#coldbay#cold bay#xydo#chillin homie#nafla#smtm#mkit rain#show me the money#khiphoptrash
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ATEEZ as some of my favorite kpop songs
Seonghwa
mrshll - pose
„Gravity wave To misbehave Disrupt the roles While I pose“
- the beat is super fun in this one
- pretty sexy
- apart from Seonghwa’s protective side, he can be quite smug
- 18/11/11 Seonghwa
- this song reminds me of that
Hongjoong
zico - artist
„Turn every back to a blank canvas Don’t think, just do, you’re holding the brush You have the most sense when you’re in front of the mirror Life is short Art is long“
- Hongjoong is very creative
- beautiful like a painting
- i feel like he could turn everything into art
- knows he wants to do something meaningful with his life aka being an artist
- one of my fave casual kpop songs
Yunho
bts - home
„Like everything would work out when I opened that door Like I was about to show something, I left home“
- I wasn’t the biggest fan of this song at first
- but it grew on me really fast, just like Yunho
- danceable, fun, warming
- the song starts out really optimistic, kinda like Yunho
- whenever i look at Yunho I just kinda feel warm inside
Yeosang
ha sungwoon - blue
„Leaning against the clear window The world spreads in my clear eyes The faraway sound of the rain Makes me long for it more“
- ethereal
- incredibly underrated
- got the whole world in his eyes (whatever that means)
- has a calming effect on me
- reminds me of driving at night with the windows down
San
sf9 - enough
„I wish everyone would grow blind So no one can see you You spread like a fiery path I wish I’m the only one who can burn you up“
- we all know his stage presence is out of this world
- a massive tease
- fiery
- very possessive over Wooyoung
- no one can escape his charms
Mingi
oneus - valkyrie
„You shine on me right now I’m following that light You turn the darkness into light“
- we all saw that one coming
- the lyrics actually surprised me on this one
- just like Mingi can seem very cold and intimidating at first
- is the actual reason I smile most days
- quite energetic
Wooyoung
stray kids - my pace
„I don’t wanna admit it But I keep looking next to me Just cuz someone’s ahead doesn’t mean they’re first, baby Look at the big picture and take your time“
- can’t compare him to anyone
- very unique
- brightens the mood
- impossible to not like him or the song
Jongho
pentagon - sha la la
„Everyone says it’s hard If it was easy, it’d just be a game Can’t be the best? Eh That’s okay, just be yourself“
- strong beat
- incredibly talented
- hard worker
- also doesn’t get enough recognition
#ateez#ateez as#ateez reactions#ateez scenarios#ateez imagines#ateez seonghwa#seonghwa#park seonghwa#hongjoong#ateez hongjoong#kim hongjoong#yunho#jung yunho#ateez yunho#yeosang#kang yeosang#ateez yeosang#san#choi san#ateez san#mingi#song mingi#ateez mingi#wooyoung#jung wooyoung#ateez wooyoung#jongho#choi jongho#ateez jongho#kpop reactions
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Until I See You Again
— Star Gazer —
Pairing: Choi San x Manager Reader
Genre: idol au | soulmate au |
Word Count: 2,637
Warnings: mild swearing? 🤣
1 | 2 | 3
Eyes. From dusk to dawn, his gaze was heavy on you, following you through the doorways, over the floors, in the shadows, his eyes were there—trained to you. Weeks, months, with them on you, why are they now making you nervous?
“So for your schedule, you’ve got your debut stage in the upcoming week, not to mention we’ve got a fan meet in...” You flipped through your agenda that was riddled of notes for the boys you’d been taking care of for about a week. The once easy job you had was now filled with dance practices, studio sessions, fan meetings, and scheduling for debut stages and performances, “... three days. Showing your faces to the day one fans will make them feel like they’re more important than your debut.” The room was filled with nodding heads and murmured words, “Any questions?” One hand shot up, “Yes, Jongho?”
“For the next three days, is it just practice or are we going to have a break to celebrate our debut?” His sweet face made you smile, out of all the boys, he took to you the quickest.
“You just had to ruin the surprise didn’t you?” You hummed, “We will be celebrating after your fan meet with whatever you guys want to eat.” An eruption of cheering bounced off the walls and their excitement filled you with happiness. The past week with the boys had been rough, you were still trying to figure them all out, but seeing them so happy made you feel like you were doing something right, “Alright, alright, now if there aren’t any more questions, I do have some phone calls to make. I’ll be in the meeting room if you need me.”
“Yes!” The boys said in unison. You closed the planner, walking into the meeting room that was off to the side of the practice room. Closing the door behind you, you plopped down into the chair near the window that overlooked the practice room. You sighed heavily as you watched the boys start their practice, your eyes automatically latching onto San; as always he was amazing, every step, every move he made stood out from the rest, powerful yet graceful all the same. You may not like him, but you couldn’t deny that what he has was pure talent.
Sitting in your normal spot at the table in front of the convenience store, your eyes settled on the condensation that dripped down the cold soda can. It wasn’t that warm outside, but it still continued to build up and slip down the metal. Watching it reminded you of the sweat that clung to San’s forehead while he practiced. Loose strands stuck to his skin, teeth biting into his lip, fierce eyes focused on his reflection in the mirror—
The rattling of the chairs being pulled over the concrete startled you. Looking up, Byungchan, Sungwoon, and Seungyeon came into focus as they sat down, “You guys scared me…”
“And you scared me.” Sungwoon sighed raking his fingers through his short espresso locks.
“Yeah, what’s the point of calling us out?” Byungchan pulled his hat from his head and placed it on the table, his hands following in suit of Sungwoon as he ran his fingers through his hat hair. You chewed on the inside of your cheek attempting to piece together a sentence through the scattered mess of your brain.
“Do you guys happen to remember the night of the grad trip?” Three groans came from beside you.
“You called us out here for that?” Seungyeon hissed, rolling his eyes.
“Seungie is right, this could’ve been done through text—”
“Can you guys just bare with me? Please?” Byungchan looked at you, his furrowed brow softened with one look at your face, your eyes begging for an answer they could give you.
“Is this about San?” Sungwoon asked, and you nodded, confirming his suspicions.
“Every night it’s the same… I wake in the grass and he appears. The past few nights he’s mentioned the graduation trip and then I wake up before I can even ask anything… I guess my question is, did we go to school with San, or even remotely hang out with him?” You were pulling random things from the air, hoping you’d strike a chord with something, but between passing glances with the boys—they had no connection with him.
“I know we were sharing the site and rooms with another graduating class from Sidi High, but that’s all I can remember.” Byungchan’s soft voice gave you some hope, even if it was just a step closer, it was definitely something.
“The weird thing is that you and Dongyeon weren’t even a thing before your accident, so how you two got together is beyond—”
“Did I hear my name?” Dongyeon’s deep voice cutting off Sungwoon sent chills through your skin as it radiated from behind you. Large hands gripped your shoulders, warm thumbs slipped into the collar of your shirt, beginning to massage the base of your neck.
“You always appear when your name is said, don’t you?” Seungyeon breathed, rapping his fingers over the worn wood of the table.
“Feeling rather brave today are we, Seungyeon?” His fingers tensed up against your neck, your anxiety started to kick in feeling the tension between your boyfriend and your best friend.
“That’s enough you two, we’ve all had a long day, so why don’t we just call it a night?” Sungwoon stepped in, trying to defuse the tension, but Dongyeon didn’t lower his gaze from Seungyeon.
“Really…” You stood from your seat, turning to meet Dongyeon’s glare, “That’s enough, stop.” Catching your eyes, he sighed, turning his back to you.
“Let’s go home…”
“Okay…” You turned to the guys, rubbing your temples a bit, “I’ll text you guys later, okay? Get home safely.” Grumbles and groans met your goodbye and you took your leave with Dongyeon, who was quiet almost all the way home.
“Y/N…” He rasped, his voice getting caught up in the scuffing and tapping of your steps.
“Yes?” You peered into his face, but he refused to meet your eyes.
“What were you guys talking about back there?” Whispered words mixed with the crunch of the yellowing leaves scattered over the pavement, his shoulders slumped with the short strides he made, your own feet slowing their pace, falling short behind him.
“Oh... we were just talking about the graduation trip—”
“You asked them about that, too?” The scuff of his body turning to face yours made you swallow hard, his eyes now fixated on you.
“I just want answers of how San knows—”
“What did I tell you?” He growled as he took the space in front of you, his body hovered over you, shrouding you in his obsidian shadow, “Stop trying to dig into things from the past, you’re only going to get yourself hurt.” You stepped back from him, taken back from his sudden aggressive stance.
“Why don’t you want to talk about it?” You bluntly asked, “It’s my past, so what business do you have butting into something that doesn’t concern you?” His face tightened while he rolled his tongue on the inside of his mouth. Darkness swirled in his eyes, something you’ve never seen pass through his glare before, it was everywhere and then nowhere to be found moments later.
“I’m not fighting with you.” He grabbed your wrist and tugged you along up the hill, “This is pointless and stupid, it’s not worth going to bed pissed about.” Sighing in response, you tried to not let his words get to you, but he wasn’t the one who had half of their memories missing, nor did he have someone coming after him in his dreams.
The night sky was clear, so clear that you could see the stars upon opening your eyes, but you weren’t in your bed, you were back in the forest that you had been in every night. You sat up, rubbing your eyes, waiting for your brain to comprehend why you were laying in the grass surrounded by trees. A voice spooked you; you turned around to see the familiar dark hair and heavy eyes, “San…”
“Why’re you here?” He hissed, his demeanor completely different than the other dreams. He stood above you, his body clothed in just a black tank and a pair of deep red sweats, his arms were crossed as if he was annoyed.
“That should be my question...” You growled back, causing him to scowl at your tone, “Wait… isn’t this just a dream?” You rubbed your temples, groaning a bit, a headache starting to form, “I was just laying in my own bed, so I don't know… Do you know this place?” He pondered your question for a moment before shrugging.
“Possibly.” San turned on his heels and started down the dirt path, scrambling to your feet, you quickly followed him.
“Where the hell do you think you’re going?”
No response. His nonchalant behavior was starting to piss you off, but he seemed to be the only one who knew what was going on.
“Do you know why you keep appearing in my dreams?”
No response, again.
“Are you ignoring me?” You grabbed his arm to get his attention, he was quick to yank his arm from your grip and turn to face you, his eyes shades darker than before.
“Just act like you normally do…” He huffed, your brow furrowed almost immediately at his words.
“What do you mean by ‘act like I normally do’?”
“You’re always trying to avoid me.” He wasn’t wrong, you were avoiding him, but it wasn’t like you were going out of your way to, you’ve just been busy with scheduling and keeping up with them.
“I’m not trying to avoid you…”
“Why then?” His question, which he may have deemed simple, had you at a complete loss for words, “Why did you go with him?”
“Why did I go with who?! What did I do?!” You hissed, quickly becoming more frustrated, “You’re the one appearing in my dreams and making everything so… so…. difficult!”
“Me?”
“Yes, you! You’re always in my space and always watching me, maybe that’s why the others think you’re slacking!” He knew you were lying, he’s always on point.
“I really don’t care about the others.” He took a step toward you, your body instinctively stepping back away from him, “I’m just curious as to why you went with him.” He brought his face in close to yours, his warm breath dusted over your lips causing cold chills to run up your spine.
“Y-you keep asking me the same question and I honestly have no idea what you’re talking about. I’ve never really talked to you or any of the others, as a matter of fact, I’m too busy with your guys' schedules...” You backed away from him once more, the skin on the back of your arm came in contact with the rough bark of the tree behind you, letting you know that you were stuck. San raised his hand, slamming it against the trunk of the tree hard enough to make you jump; his dark eyes connected with yours as he leaned into you once more, his face coming closer than the last time.
“You really don’t remember?”
“R-remember what…?”
“Two years ago, on the graduation trip.” You felt the fire spread over your cheeks at San’s closeness, the only other time he’d ever been that close to you is when he was running after you, and yet you still had no idea what he was talking about.
“What… did I do on t-the trip…?” You mumbled, as you watched San open his mouth, no sound came from his mouth, though you watched his lips form words.
You jolted up from the bed, your heart beating erratically in your chest; you ran your hands through your hair, trying to calm down when the bedroom door opened and Dongyeon walked in, “You’re awake?” You nodded, keeping your eyes down, memorizing the pattern on the blanket. The throbbing headache that made itself apparent in your dream followed you into reality—giving into San has turned your mind into a scattered mess.
“Yeah…” You glanced over at the clock, “It’s only five…?” You sighed and started to get out of bed.
“You still have another hour to sleep—”
“No, it’s okay… I just want a shower right now.” Dongyeon noticed that you couldn’t meet his gaze, as you were walking past him, he caught your wrist, stopping you in your tracks.
“What’s wrong?” You pulled your hand out of his soft grip, shaking your head.
How do you explain that you’re having private meetings with the number one guy he detests in your dreams?
“It’s nothing, really. Just a bad dream.” Your lips slightly turned upwards, trying to hide that there was more going on in your head than he could ever fathom.
“Alright… if you say so.” Nodding your head, you leaned into him, pressing your lips to his.
“I’ll be out in a few.” Your feet thumped down the cold wood of the hallway and disappeared behind the bathroom door. You let your mind run wild while you turned on the shower and stripped out of the little bit of clothing you were wearing. The cold ceramic tub bit at your skin as you stepped into the warm water; it poured down over your body, as your mind faded into the thick of your dream.
The first night you actually got to talk to him and it was cut short, the real question on your mind was who was this guy he was talking about? You’ve known San for a little over a week now, so why would he be talking about the graduation trip? Your memories of the last year slowly came to you, but nothing of that night and the more you dwelled on it a throb made itself apparent at the back of your head. After cleaning yourself and turning off the water, you stepped out of the shower, the steam filling the bathroom mirrored the heavy fog in your mind as you wandered back to the bedroom. Slipping into some clean jeans and a nice shirt, the smell of pancakes lingered into the room causing your stomach to growl, “How was your shower?” Dongyeon’s voice startled you as you met his gaze in the mirror.
“It was fine.” Breaking eye contact, you ran your fingers through your damp hair, carefully detangling any knot or snag.
“Just fine?” Your lackadaisical nod to his question made him cock his head, confused as of why you were being short with him, “Are you okay?”
“Why wouldn’t I be?” You rasped walking over to the dresser.
“Are you mad about our little scuffle last night?”
Stop trying to dig into things from the past…
His deafening voice rang in your ears, his harsh tone from the night before awakening your exhausted senses, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Yanking the drawer open, you grabbed a pair of socks before shoving the drawer closed, “I’m perfectly fine.”
“Then why are you acting so… distant?” His voice fell, the sound of it tugging at your heartstrings. The warmth in the room faded, welcoming in the chilly air of Dongyeon’s clouded clarity; disheartened eyes cast themselves to the floor where gloomy morning light began to flood.
“Yeonnie…” Reaching out to him, you pulled him into your arms, his head reflexively falling to the bend of your neck, “I’m not mad.”
“I just don’t want you to end up getting hurt…” A muffled whisper, too soft to ignore, but heavy enough to shatter your heart.
“I know… I’ll stop…” Vacuous words, tainted with the idea of a promise that you knew you couldn’t keep to him.
“Until I See You Again” Master List
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Hi my angel that I love tons 💟💜💟. I would like to request, in the same scenario or whatever form you will do, fluff no.4 and smut no.10 with Shinee Taemin. Omg, can't wait to read you ❤️ If you are not inspired, just forget about it. ❤️❤️❤️ Here you go, I request it twice! 😂💟💟💟
I have no idea where this piece of pure smut came from! But damn, I love me some dominant Taemin! Here you go my Little Dragon, hope you enjoy it
Just Desserts
Characters: Taemin (SHINee) x Reader
Warnings: Pure unadulterate smut basically PWP, fluffiness, soft Taemin is nice too
Wod Count: 4196 ( okay this was supposed to be a drabble, but…
Lee Tae-Min. The name struck a frenzied chord in every fangirl’s heart. Just the mention of the name would set girls and even guys in a mass hysteria if they thought he was nearby. But, you couldn’t blame them, I mean really, have you ever seen that man? Tall and lithe, built yet slender, eyes that could hypnotize you with a mere glance. And that voice! Oh my, the voice of a siren, sensual and luring, taking you to the verge of your sweet demise without a care.
And he was all yours. Every inch of him belonged to you and only you.
Taemin hardly ever got a break from his hectic schedule of touring, shows, guest appearances. You knew that it came along with dating him, but sometimes, just sometimes you wished you had more time with him. He had already been gone for over two months and you were starting to go insane with missing him. The nights were getting very lonely when he wasn’t there to keep you warm. The housefelt emptywith just you to occupy it.
By the middle of month three you had had enough and began figuring out a way to see him, even if it was just for a night. Sitting down at your dinner table you took pen to paper and started planning. It was going to take several of your mutual friends to pull it off, but in the end it would be worth it. Three and a half hours later, you had a very well thought out plan written A few phone calls and texts later, everything was set into motion.
“Taemin, sorry to call so late. Were you busy?” Kai asked over the phone. Of course he knew he wasn’t busy, it was well past ten at night.
“No. What’s up? Everything okay?” nooone called him this late unless it was one of two things. A schedule change or a drunken friend telling him they missed him. But Kai sounded very sober. “Kai? What’s wrong?”
“Well, it’s just that Y/N was in a minor accident today. She didn’t want to call you and worry you, but they won’t release her from the hospital until the are assured that she will have someone with her twenty fours straight for two days. I called Jimin, Sungwoon, and even tried Hyuna, but everyone is either overseas or packed with schedules. I was able to go check on her, but I couldn’t stay.” Taemin’s heart began racing the more Kai spoke. His Y/N, the love of his life had been hurt and she was afraid to tell him.
“Is she okay? Is it anything serious?” he asked, a tremble becoming evident in his voice. “They wouldn’t tell me much, except that she had a slight concussion. I told them you were busy and couldn’t be there until tomorrow. I just wanted to let you know. Do not tell her I called you.” Kai, felt bad for lying to his best friend, but he knew the struggles of maintaining a relationship when you were busy, and how much he missed seeing his girlfriend.
“I’ll be leaving here in a few. Just let me call and reschedule my guest spot for tomorrow.” Taemin thanked his friend then hung up. He immediately dialed his manager to express his remorse for having to cancel at the last minute.
“It’s okay Tae, you go take care of Y/N, she needs you right now. I’ll take care of everything on this end.” She hung up, a small grin crossing her face. She had already taken care of things yesterday when you had called her to help.Thankfully she was a good friend to you both and agreed to help you out.
Taemin packed his bags quickly, not concerning himself with making sure everything was neat. Once he had all his things packed and ready to go, he was out the door and into a cab to the airport. He called Kai with his flight details, then called a few other friends to pick him up when he arrived. Jimin and Timoteo were to pick him up and take him to the house you two shared. Then he was planning on driving straight to the hospital to be with you. When he landed, he sighed deeply, he really did miss being home, but not under these circumstances. “Thanks for getting me. I’m sorry its so late and such short notice” he said to Timeteo. Jimin smiled and turned to face Taemin, “Hey, Y/N is like a sister to us. Anything we can do to help, you know you can count on us.” He patted Taemin’s shoulder in an effort to calm him down. “She’ll be okay. Tae. Don’t worry.” He simply nodded and laid his head back against the headrest.
They arrived in no time, Taemin thanking his friends before grabbing his luggage. They said goodbyes then left Taemin standing on his front porch, his key about to enter the lock. He was to tired to notice that it was already unlocked, or that the lights were still on. Instead, he hurried inside, only to be met by you. You were sitting on the couch, one of his dress shirts the only thing covering your body. You had a candlelit dinner on the table with a glass of wine chilling.
“What in the hell is going on? I thought” his words trailed off as he watched you rise from your place on the couch.
“Im sorry Tae, baby. but you needed a break and I needed to see you.” You stood in your place, trying to gauge his expression. “I needed a break? Do you realize how worried I was? How all our friends were worried? I cancelled an appearance to rush home, and your sitting here like nothing happened?” His voice was a few octaves higher, and his face was turning a dark shade of red. You new he would be upset, bur you were prepared to tell him everything.
“Tae, everything was already handled. Even your guest spot was rescheduled yesterday. Everyone you talked to was in on this.” he froze in his place. “Everyone? Even my manager? Y/N, what were you thinking? I’m so angry with you right now, I can’t even see straight!” his fist were balling up tightly and you had to diffuse the situation before it got worse. Giving him your softest smile you slowly walked up to him, placing your hand against his flushed cheek.
“You’re a big teddy bear, don’t even try to act mean. You wouldn’t hurt a fly, and you won’t stay mad at me for long.” You leaned in, planting a teasing kiss to his lips. He knew you were right, and to be honest he was glad to be home with you since he was beginning to miss you terribly. His eyes fell to your hips then down to your legs that were covered barely by his dress shirt. He was mesmerized by the way your hips swayed, the hem of the shirt riding up just so to expose the bottom of your silk and lace panties. Suddenly he was very thirsty, and cleared his throat before speaking. “I can’t believe you were this conniving, just to get me home” he followed you into the dining room, pulling out your chair before taking his own seat. “You had all this ready in time for me to get here?” He eyed the food set before him. All of his favorites just for him.
“Tae, babe. After dinner, I’m your dessert.” you cooed lightly from across the table.His head shot up, his chopsticks fell with a clank onto the plate, and he quickly swallowed his food in one vey loud gulp.
“Wh-what did you say?” He was watching as you rose from your seat and went to the kitchen. You returned with a bowl full of strawberries and whipped cream. With a devilish grin, you repeat yourself. “I said I was the dessert tonight.” you set the bowl down and dipped your finger in the whipped cream. Without taking your eyes off of him, you brought your finger to your mouth, parting your lips just enough to slip your tongue out and lick the cream off. Then you placed your lips around your finger and sucked gently as you drew it back out.
Taemin’s own tongue darted out to lick his lips as he watched every move you made, a low moan escaping his lungs as he felt himself growing harder by the second. This was pure torture, and he was loving every tiny minute of it. “Can I just skip dinner??” he asked, not so innocently. You simply shook your head and pointed to his plate. “You haven’t had a good home cooked meal in a while, so please eat. Besides, dessert will still be waiting when we’re finished.”
Reluctantly, Taemin returned to is meal. You shared small talk about what he had been doing while he was away, you hanging on every word with a smile on your lips. When your plates were cleared and the bottle of wine was empty, Taemin helped clear the table. A wicked grin spread across his face, his eyes turning dark with desire, “Time for dessert now?” he asked. You laughed softly, turning your eyes to the strawberries and cream on the table. “Are you still hungry?” Nodding, he made his way to the table and picked up the two bowls and motioned for you to follow him. He led you to your shared bedroom, climbed onto the bed, and set the two bowls down in front of him. You joined, sitting across from him, and took a juicy red strawberry from the bowl. Dipping it slowly into the cream, you brought it to your lips and bit down into it. Red juice ran down your lips and onto your chin. Taemin leaned over the bowl, wiping the juice away with his finger and brought it to his mouth. Licking the juice off, he then leaned in closer, using his tongue to lick the remaining juice from the corner of your mouth.
Your lips tasted sweet and inviting. He trailed his tongue along the crease of your parted lips, kissing them tenderly as his eyes focused on yours. Swallowing hard, you returned the kiss with more fervor. His plump soft lips melded with yours, the kiss deepening quickly. You had to remind yourself that you wanted to tease him, breaking away from him slowly. “We need to finish these first.” you stated, your voice already husky with need and want. He looked down at the bowl, his eyebrow arching as an idea hit him. Using two fingers, he scooped up some cream up, then placed them to your neck, trailing a white line down the side of your neck. “Oops, I think I need to get that off of you.” Hismouth was on your neck before you had to to react. His lips were hot, his mouth warm as he licked the trail of cream down your neck. A shiver ran down your spine as he sucked the last bit off of your sensitive skin. A low moan escaped you, driving Taemin on. Leaning back, he moved the berries to the nightstand, leaving only the cream between your bodies. You watched as he repeated his actions of scooping up some cream and marking you with it. First he placed some on your lips, kissing it away, before placing more to your jawline. You instinctively tilted your head, granting him access to lick it off. All while doing this, he was getting more cream and running his fingers over various parts of your face and chest.
“You taste delicious, Y/N.” he muttered against your flesh, kissing and licking the cool cream from the swell of your breasts. “Mmhmm” was your only reply. It must have been the way you hummed in response that made something spark within him, because you were immediately being pushed backwards until you were lying on the bed. As soon as you were down, Taemin began drawing white lines down your arms, neck and chest. “Don’t you dare move, princess. I’ve got to get you cleaned up first, before you get this all over the sheets.” his voice had dropped an octave, becoming deeper and darker. He moved the remaining bowl aside, then brought himself closer to you. Leaning over your body, he started with your neck, his tongue and lips never leaving your skin as he lapped and sucked every last drop of cream off.
“If you don’t mind, I believe this shirt is getting in the way.” He began unbuttoning his shirt, taking his sweet time to tease you. Once it was fully undone, he pushed both side apart, exposing your breasts to his gaze. “So beautiful.” he whispered as he dipped his head to take a hardened nipple in his mouth. Your back arched off the mattress as your hands fisted into the sheets beneath you. Taking your other breast in his hand, he pinched your other nipple between two fingers, causing you to moan even louder. Suddenly you were bereft on any contact. You lifted your head slightly to see where he had gone. When you saw him, the usually sweet Taemin was replaced by a needy darker version. His eyes were hooded with hunger, his face displayed a devilish smirk. He had the bowl of cream in one hand, his long fingers dipping deep within the white softness. You laid your head back as his fingers ran down between your breasts and towards your stomach. He stopped when he reached the waist of your white panties. Instantly his mouth was on you, following the trail he had left. You could feel the exciting mixture of heat and coolness as he moved down your body, leaving now trace of white in his wake.
“I could eat you alive right now, you taste so damn delectable” he growled low in his chest.
You have never seen this side of him before. You always had amzing sex, but he was always gentle and tender with you. THis side of him, this hungry dark side of Taemin, excites you. Not knowing what he was going to do made your body shudder with anticipation. You jumped in surprise when you felt teeth nipping at your already buzzing skin. It was just painful enough to still feel amazing as he left bite marks across your lower stomach, just about your still clothed sex. Your fingers found their way to his head, fisting locks of black hair between your fingers.Your breathing was becoming more rapid, which seemed to turn Taemin on even more. The bites became a bit harder, his mouth soothing the tender spots each time. Once more, you felt a sudden rush of cold air on your bar skin, you exhaled slowly, not expecting what was to come next. You felt his hands take the fabric of your panties in his fingers, then was in shock as the fabric was torn in half. “I want to taste how sweet you are, princess. Now don’t you dare move unless I tell you to, understand?” he spoke low and deep, and all you could do was nod in response. “That’s my good girl. So willing to please me.” his voice carried a hint of laughter as he removed the remnants of your panties down your legs. Placing his hands on either of your legs, he spread them apart, leaving you bared to him. His eyes stared at your body, laid out like a meal before him. IT was almost overwhelming to him, how much he loved you. He would never be able to put into words what you did to him. But he was damned determined to show you tonight.
“Now, remember, you’re my dessert tonight. I’m going to savor every last bit and you’re never going to forget this evening. So, princess, get ready to have your body devoured.” Your breath hitched, anticipation shooting through every fiber of your being.
Taking the last bit of cream, Taemin drew a heart over your sex, placing a large drop onto your clit. With his hands holding your legs apart, his head dipped between them, tracing the shape with his tongue. At last, there was the last little bit, and he latched his lips around your clit, sucking the cream off. You squirmed under him, you body a writhing mess as he continued to suckle and lick and that little bundle of nerves.
“Fuck, Tae!” you breathed out, his hands holding your legs tighter as he delved his tongue inside you, his fingers circling your clitat the same time. He hummed against your folds, sending another wave of shivers throughout you. You inhaled sharply as he slid a finger inside you, hooking it until he found that one spot. You could feel yourself already nearing an orgasm, but you held it at bay, not wanting to miss anything he had planned for you. A second finger dipped inside you, then he scissored them to stretch your walls as he quicken the pace that he was pumping his fingers in and out of you.
“Is my girl getting close? Oh no, babygirl, you aren’t aloud to cum yet. I’m nowhere near done with my dessert.” he ran a long stripe up between your no glistening folds, finding your swollen clit and pulling it between his teeth.
You could feel the knot tightening in your gut, ready to snap any second. You begged him to let you cum but he continued to refuse you your release. “Shit! Tae, please! I-I can’t hold back anymore!” you screamed out, all the while your entire body was aching for more. He lifted his head to look at you through his bangs. He licked his lips that were coated with a tasty mixture of cream and your juices. He groaned at the sensation between his own legs. He was achingly hard and he pressed his hips into the mattress searching for some friction. He wanted, no he needed, to be inside you. Needed to feel your wall stretch around him as he entered you only to feel them tighten back around his full length.
You were a panting mess as he granted to a moment to catch your breath. “I’m going to fuck you now. I’m not going to hold back, and I’m not going to stop until you are begging and screaming my name.” His words lit a fire deep within you, a fire that craved everything he could offer to do to you. Resting on his knees, he lifted your body up until you were in a sitting position. He tore the shirt off your arms and threw it to the side. You were now fully naked for his eyes yet you felt no embarrassment or shame. His eyes met yours, and you were lost in his gaze. They were dark and almost sinister, hungry and burning straight into your soul. Lifting you up, he lined the head of his cock with your slick opening and lowered you onto him. YOu felt yourself stretching ten closing around him as he filled you with a hard thrust. Gripping your waist, he held you steady as he pumped into you hard and fast. TOy arms wrapped around his neck, holding yourself close to his heated chest, the heat searing into you. He fell forward, bringing you back to the bed, then lifted one of your legs to his waist. THis angle allowed him to drive deeper inside you, filling you completely.
His eyes never left you, watching you as you inched closer to your building orgasm. YOu head fell back and your body arched, forcing your hips down to meet his thrusts. Deep guttural growls filled the room, mixing with your heavy breaths. He teeth sunk into you shoulder as he muffled a moan. It was deliciously painful, and you craved more. You drove your nails into his arms, desperate to pull him down to you. Something flashed in his eyes before he crashed his lips to yours in a forceful kiss. His hips rocked into you, hard and fast, the pace never relenting.
“So fucking good for me!” He growled before biting your shoulder again. You couldn’t help the small scream that came out as you held him to you. This dark, dominant Taemin was in control, and he wasn’t going to grant you a moment of respice. Lifting himself to his knees, he grabbed you legs and pulled you to him. Lifting your ass off the bed, he dug his strong fingers into your flesh, hard enough you knew there would be bruises in the morning. Yoru breasts bounced as you were rocked back and forth. Your hands searched for something, anything, to ground yourself. The force of him fucking into you, pushed you forward, causing your arms to give out and your upper body to lay into the mattress. Fingers did one again into your hips, holding you still as he relentlessly pounded into you.
Suddenly, without warning, you were left without contact. A cold wave of air washed over you. Your eyes flew open in wonder searching for him. He was smilin down at you with the wicked grin again, reaching for your waist then easily flipping you over onto your stomach. There was a sting as his hand smacked your ass, hard. The sensation was instantly replaced with a soothing rub before another sting can again. You screamed into the sheets, tears starting to form behind your lids at the sweet torture he was giving you.
“On all fours, now!” he barked out the order. You quickly obliged, you arms and legs shaking as they held you up. Without any warning, he was thrusting into you again.
He leaned over your back, one of his hands grabbing your hand. He led it between your legs, guiding your fingers to you swollen clit. He made you rub small circles, massaging your already overstimulated bundle. He whispered into your ear, “Don’t stop until I tell you to, or else you’ll be in trouble.”
You obeyed his command as he rose back up. He splayed one hand on your back to push you down more, while the other hand grabbed your hair, wrapping it around his fingers before giving it a firm tug. Your head lifted up as the other hand encircled your throat.
“You ready to cum for me? Fuck, I want to watch you come undone for me.” You didn’t think he could fuck into you any harder or faster than he already was, but tonight was full of surprises.
You could feel your thighs beginning to quiver, reaching the point where they would no longer be able to keep you up. The rhythm of his thrusts began to fault, his fingers closing around your throat with a bit of pressure.
“I’m close, Tae! Please let me cum!” You begged. With one more forceful thrust, you were coming unhinged. Wave after wave rushed thought your body as you came around his cock. White hot heat flooded you as you screamed his name, your voice echoing off the walls.
He stilled his movements and you could feel his release as he came inside you. His cock twitching as his cum filled you. He fell forward, the weight of his body forcing you to fall fully onto the bed. His sweat coated body pressed against you as his hot breath fanned over your neck. You both laid there, panting, as the remnants of orgasms washed over you both. Tae rolled over, bringing your body to his as he snuggled into your back.
“Damn, babe. I- I don’t know what came over me. I hope I didn’t hurt you.” he searched your body for any remaining marks he may have left.
“I told you I was dessert, but I didn’t know you were that hungry” you laughed as your turn to face him. The dominant Taemin was gone from his eyes, and it its place was the kind loving Tae. He searched your expression for any signs of discomfort, sighing when he found none. He placed a tender kiss to your lips, relishing in the way you responded.
“I love you, Y/N. I hope you know I would never do anything to hurt you.”
“ I know Tae, and you didn’t. Actually, I kind of like that side of you. It dangerous yet exciting. I’m surprised I haven’t see it until now.” Yor swiped a damp strand of hair from his forehead, relaxing your body into his embrace.
“I never knew that side of me existed.” he said innocently. As you both came down from your highs, you felt your lids becoming heavy and sleep was tugging at your exhausted and sated body.
“Sleep now princess. I love you.” he whispered as you began drifting off.
“I love you too, Taeminie.” were the last words you said before falling asleep, secure in his arms. His heartbeat lulling you with a rhythmic beat.
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✞ SELF COMPOSED SONG * NEVER LOSE YOUR FLAMES ( so eat my dust, that's all i am, a speck out in the crowd )
daniel doesn't check his phone until after class is over, and when he sees that blinking email notification, he doesn't think much of it at first. it's not that he's forgotten about the mga auditions, moreso that he's so relaxed about it, he doesn't even think about when they'll get back to them. it's only when he sees who his recent email is from that his eyes widen. his next course of action is easy: high tail it off of campus and to the sharehouse where the rest of his bandmates live. they went into this together; it's only fitting that he opens this with them, too.
when he arrives, kenta and minhyun are sitting in the living room, staring at what daniel can only assume are their respective emails. he just stands in the middle of the room silently at first, looking between them, and figuring out where all of them are (woojin probably in his room-- safe bet) before he breaks out into a slow smile. "okay, let's do this!" he declares. "who wants to go first?" crickets. daniel still isn't too bothered, and it's unusual. typically, daniel is a bundle of nerves, even over mundane matters and things that ultimately have no lasting impact. an email that could change his entire life? no big deal.
the more he thinks about it, the more his supernatural confidence wavers, as thinking usually goes for him. "i'll do it," he offers regardless, before he slips even further and ends up cowering in fear within a few minutes. he drops his bookbag onto the floor in preparation. he doesn't know what to expect, truthfully. if the daniel of last year made it to callbacks, surely the daniel of today will too, but he knows he isn't talented enough to feel entitled to anything, and he doesn't. he heard all of the singers in that room, and was still struck by the same inferiority he felt the season before, suddenly unimpressed with what he thought was his tangible growth over the past year. he thinks he'll find peace with any result regardless, so he taps on the email on his phone, and reads it, scanning, expression concentrated before is eyes shift back to the expectant faces of his friends. "i got in," he says, completely straight faced before he ends up grinning. "sungwoon, i got in!" he yells, just in case the other didn't hear him from his place in the kitchen-- whatever he's doing in there.
he encourages the others to open their emails next with a level of exuberance only his closest friends ever see from him, even going as far as chanting “open it open it open it,” until they finally cave and listen to him. one more callback notice, and then another, and another and even if daniel had faith in all of them– believed they could make it this far –there was still a pessimistic part of him that translates to disbelief now. how lucky are they, that they make up five of 100 people? no, it’s skill more than luck. and probably the fact that they’ll make for good tv. that helps.
he's unbelievably, undeniably proud of them, and it takes a minute or two for it to really settle in. this isn't just going to be him and sungwoon, but all of them together, no one left behind, at least for one set of performances, and he'll savor it as long as he can. with this email, however, comes the realization that there's much work to do, in a relatively short time. ah yes, that part of the mgas. daniel can't say he missed it. he wonders if there's much about this process he missed at all, and briefly, why he came back. of course, there's the band, and the album, but underneath it all lurks the ever-present question: does he really belong here? he can believe he belongs on stages in dingy clubs, in between heavy bassline's and sungwoon's voice sinking into everything. he belongs there, but maybe not on a show of people wanting to be idols. then again, he's here because of where he belongs-- because they all belong on stage, playing their songs in front of bigger and bigger crowds, more and more love for all of the members, surpassing what he and sungwoon ever received on their own. that's why he's doing this, ready to go through the whole process over again, this time with a clear goal and the clear thought that this time, he knows what he's doing.
he stays over at the empty enigma sharehouse after he arrives, going through the notes app on his phone, full of potential songs he saved when he was trying to think of a song for his first audition. so many of them required a guitar accompaniment for him to keep true to himself, therefore couldn't make the first cut. i'm so tired ended up being one of the last songs he added to the list, and he settled on it almost immediately which leaves...several other choices. the standout pick is wasteland baby by hozier, but he fells some overwhelming, incapacitating fear when he thinks of actually performing it on stage, in front of the people that he knows will be there.
sungwoon. joohyun. in one room. all he can picture is both of them thinking any love song he performs is about them, and he knows what person every love song he hears is about today, and he can't bear to do that to the other one of them-- that false hope, that surge of emotion for reasons that aren't genuine. maybe it's mainly because he's scared to sing i'm in love, i'm in love with you. he could convince himself it's because he isn't ready for the plunge into the depths that those words are, but it might really be because he's afraid he means it. he's so scared to mean it.
so he leaves wasteland baby on the backburner for a time when he's braver-- a time where he's stronger, and not so weighed down by worry, and searches for his next best option, still sat in the empty enigma living room, staring intently at his phone. last year, he performed a song on his guitar in english, and he doesn't know how he can't do that this time, but it needs an upgrade. he thought of performing one of his own songs at the audition too, but again, wanted to wait for a time when he could marry it to some kind of instrumental, too determined to let their composition shine through too.
that thought still circles in his head: what did he miss about the mgas? and he finally finds his answer. he misses working toward the same dream together-- misses everyone banding together and helping one another despite it being a competition, and the bonds forged under unbearable stress and pressure, lasting relationships, and the experience. the growth. there's a song he wrote for that, not long after the mgas, not long after his mind and heart were dominated by sungwoon's sudden disappearance afterward.
the song: never lose your flames, about his feelings on the show, and his feelings about himself in general, and words he wanted to tell the contestants he shared his time with, among all of the doubt and the criticism. it only seems appropriate to bring out now, if he wants to stand out and show what he thinks he's good at. it's a step up from last year, and it reflects who he is better than anything else he could think of. he needs an acoustic arrangement, and thankfully, he started one back when empty enigma were still preparing for their album, while they were toying with the idea of a secret track-- something soft to contrast the rest of the album. in the end, it didn't make the cut, and daniel wasn't torn up about it; a better song did, and nlyf didn't quite seem to match as well with the rest. maybe it made more sense for daniel to sing it than sungwoon all along. cameo to sing it instead of squall, he means-- yes, of course.
so when woojin asks if he knows what he's performing on the very first day, daniel can honestly say he has something in his mind, and he doubts it'll change. he spends his time divided from the apartment with the guys and his own, finding comfort in working in the presence of his friends, even as they go about their practice individually, and finding solitude in the kind of work that can only really be accomplished alone. he retraces his lyrics, wondering if he should edit anything-- tweaks the arrangement to make sure it shows off his best sides, and will translate well to an audience instead of remaining a song on an album that would never be played live. the more work he puts into the performance, the more convinced he becomes that it's the right choice. not an easily misconstrued love song-- check. a teaser of what to expect on empty enigma's album? check. that's all he really needs.
he helps the others where they need it, playing the parts of his song he's worked through on his guitar in exchange for any help they may need, though naturally they don't need it, aside from kenta with a little korean pronunciation. maybe the others could use the help, and just don't want it from him. it's a disappointing thought, but one he keeps out of mind and doesn't allow it to trouble him too much. how much help could he really offer to kenta and woojin with their dancing, anyway? minhyun is fully capable of preparing himself, proving his slightly unexpected talent on their album and in all of their recent shows. sungwoon on the other hand-- well, daniel is a little afraid to find out what he'll be performing, so maybe it's best that he doesn't. regardless, the more time he spends with them, the more convinced he becomes that they'll all do well, and where he felt fear last year, he now feels excitement.
he trails minhyun and sungwoon into the venue, hovering behind them, like he can prevent some kind of tragedy should the keyboard fall and crush sungwoon beneath it's weight or something. he wrestles back and forth with whether he should offer his own hand to help, and even though minhyun at the least seems entirely capable, he still finds his hand supporting them from the back, and he releases as soon as they find their seat. it's somewhere in the middle of everything, equal parts close and far from the stage, and as he sits, he's satisfied.
it's minhyun, then him, then kenta, the sungwoon, and woojin follows, and this is probably for the best, as much as he desired to sit next to sungwoon. there's some inkling that he might need his space-- time to process, and as much as daniel feels the pull of his company, he wants to give him that, so long as he isn't wrong.
soon, the peace and comfort of the band's familiarity is disrupted, first by the group that sits behind them. he doesn't think much of the male that sits behind him, but the more of his friend group that trails in, the more unsettled he becomes. maybe it's just eunji. last time he saw her, she wasn't happy with him-- closer to livid, more accurately, because she realized he and cameo were in fact the same person. cameo, who flirted at empty enigma's comeback halloween show, too enthusiastically and overbearingly, and daniel, subdued regular of her mother's friendship, always soft-spoken and kind-- two distinctly different sides of the same coin. he doesn't blame her for her feelings, so he doesn't try to talk to her-- doesn't even try to look at her, and instead, faces forward, eyes fixed on the stage, determined not to drift to anywhere he may see her.
thankfully, minhyun's reliable presence beside him brings some comfort, as does kenta's talkative nature, and woojin's predictable safe distance from everything, whose company he still appreciates, and...sungwoon, whatever incomprehensible and powerful something that he is to him. soon they're joined by a stranger who seems immensely friendly-- hyunggu, he introduces himself, and daniel offers him a handshake and a smile, though slightly hesitant, despite his typical reservations of dealing with strangers and the discomfort of who exactly sits behind him.
equal parts thankfully and unfortunately, someone significantly more familiar slides into the seat directly behind him, and as he looks out of instinct, it's joohyun. he smiles upon seeing her on instinct, and she smiles back, and as bad as he should feel having both her and sungwoon in close proximity, in the moment he's just glad he doesn't have to worry about how she's doing by herself. here, he can see her, and proof that she's okay. her injury has been frightening, the termination of her trc contract distressing, and daniel tried to spend as much time with her as he could during her recovery, both so she wouldn't be alone and for his own peace of mind. he knew her tendency to push herself, and yet he...didn't stop her for signing up for the mgas despite likely not being fully recuperated. as much as he fretted over it, for the sake of her safety, he had to admit there was part of him relieved to have her, as horrible as he felt about it. here joohyun was, endangering herself, and here daniel-- someone supposed to take care of her --was, thankful that she was here, and that he didn't have to go through this show without her. somehow it gives him strength.
there's more though, two...vaguely familiar figures joining hyunggu in front of them, and it doesn't take long for daniel to realize who they are, despite not knowing their names, and their appearance is incredibly puzzling to him. he has mixed feelings: one, the guy that punched him in the face last year for no reason, and the other, a guy who got stood up for a date in the cafe daniel works at, then proceeded to dump his entire life story on poor daniel. both were incredibly surreal experiences, and he feels similar seeing them now. the life-story-sharer, who introduces himself as suwoong, swiftly apologizes to daniel for what he did to him upon recognition, and daniel simply smiles reassuringly. "it's alright. at least you got me out of making coffee," and honestly, daniel always appreciates that.
in between daniel talking to taeyang-- his gym buddy and guitar collaboration buddy, strangely both in one person --suwoong starts yelling over the row his bandmates are in to talk to eunji, and daniel grows rigid. life senses the opportune opportunity to shit on him, and yugyeom turns around then, with an attempt to...flirt with him? daniel wonders if he remembers what even happened last summer, and decides he must not, given how drunk he seemed that night. he tries to i'm-too-innocent-for-this and i'm-too-oblivious-for-this himself out of this dialogue, because he would like to be excluded from this narrative, especially right in front of the two people he's in love with, and-- wait, what?
it's all incredibly overwhelming, something like sensory overload, the front row too rambunctious and the back row too intimidating, emanating with some sinister energy that makes daniel certain he's being talked about unkindly. his eyes keep wandering to sungwoon, and he never catches him looking his way, and daniel frowns without intending, because he feels like just a look from him would give him some reassurance, though he writes it off as sungwoon feeling similarly to him. understandable. daniel understands all of it, even if he wishes they could be...he doesn't know what he wishes they could be. a little warmer, maybe-- a little closer, a little less like sungwoon feels so far away even when they're separated by mere feet.
joohyun leans forward then, and he feels it before he hears her somehow, her voice a whisper. "it's going to be mga8 by the time this is over," she says, and daniel laughs. "mga10," he corrects her. "you gonna be on that one too?" he almost feels bad, but he plays it off with a cheeky smile as he looks back at her, and she pushes him, so he laughs again, and he feels a little better. he can always count on her to show up at exactly the right time. their entire history is evidence.
suddenly, however, he's distinctly aware of sungwoon's presence, and the air feels heavier, and the ease slowly drains out of him, replaced with that ever well-known feeling of guilt, like a new friend he immediately hit it off with. no, the guilt isn't new. it's a new situation, but this feeling settled in him from somewhere close to the day he was born. he can't do anything without fear of hurting someone. he doesn't want to. he wants so desperately for everyone close to him to be happy; he never wants to be the reason for their pain, but he knows he is. maybe not to joohyun. he still doesn't know what she feels about him, even if she kissed him during the sn project finale. he wrote that off as a brief moment of impulsivity due to excitement, only for the sake of his own sanity. but there's sungwoon, and he knows better than to think he hasn't put him through the wringer-- knows he might still be doing it, even now. he knows that despite all of this, it was sungwoon he confessed to, not joohyun, and after some ruminating, he knows what that means, even if he's afraid to admit it.
finally, the real show begins, and shakes him out of his thoughts, and he's glad to focus on the entrance of the ceos. he's seen this all before, and it doesn't surprise him, but his eyes widen regardless, because he forgot how poised and respectable they look-- like they're shining, and even daniel, with his complete disinterest in idols, can't help but admire them. this ignites a burning desire to impress them, and he hopes at the very least, bringing them an original song will set him apart in their eyes. even more than that, he hopes they don't think his song is absolute garbage. that worry is unfortunately very real. everyone claps, and then the performances begin.
he watches with rapt attention at first, and if he wasn't distinctly aware of the strategically positioned cameras and microphones to catch every reaction of the audience (he was), he is now. he wonders how many of his conversations from earlier will air, and whether they'll paint him as a hero, villain, or some background character this time. the performances are good overall; mnet knew what they were doing when they narrowed down to this number, and then there are some that...are not. maybe they were kept for their personality (daniel can relate) or for humiliation on national television for the country's amusement. then again, maybe some of this audience will rank him among the performances that aren't good. all he can hope is that it's less of them than last year. he thinks it will be.
the longer time goes on, the more he's overwhelmed by the sheer volume of the row in front of them, so he turns his attention to kenta, bundle of energy he is, and he chats with him during breaks as distraction, and then in a low voice during performances, still giving those on stage the proper respect, of course. his eyes keep falling to sungwoon regardless, and he wonders if he's okay. he seems uncharacteristically quiet, but maybe that's just on account of daniel hogging kenta, though unfortunately, he's smart enough to not be fooled by is own excuses. half of him wants to ask him, and he leans forward in his seat to get a better look at his face, and maybe he's about to-- but something holds him back. he just wants to fix this, but knows better than to try now. are you okay? i love you, you know. i want you to be okay more than anything.
somehow, it's not in regards to his performance that he's at all shaken, and when so jisub calls his name for his performance, he stands with a smile. if he didn't have this subtle, indwelling confidence that surrounded him ever since he settled on this song, it would be kenta's squeeze of his hand, the pat on his back by minhyun, sungwoon's uttered good luck that puts any of his doubts in stage, and he slings his guitar over is shoulder.
everything is a little more intimidating on stage, and he makes the mistake of letting his eye rake across the audience, taking them in. this is the amount of people that will hear his own, personal, pain-stakingly written song. his gaze snaps back to the judges, and another smile blooms on his face when he meets so jisub's eyes. he wonders if so jisub is glad to see him again, after calling him a great contestant last year, even if it was paired with comments about the weakness of is voice. maybe the ceo held some small sliver of faith in him. he doesn't want to disappoint him.
"hi, i'm kang daniel," he greets, smile appearing once again. "you may remember me. if not, hopefully you will from now on," and he leans away from the mic, making final tuning adjustments on his guitar, and he realizes something-- adds: "for good reasons, i hope," and he laughs lightly. "i'll be singing an original song for you today. i hope you like it."
riddle me this, i gotta figure it out are they laughing at me because i'm prone to fear and doubt? am i messed up, am i loud? well, eat my dust, that's all i am a speck out in the crowd
usually daniel is crushed by insecurity. that was him, on this show last season-- in these shoes a year ago, shaking and uncertain. maybe it was his personal life in the past year that he could credit with his growth and new confidence, or perhaps it was this show itself, showing him he could stand on stage in front of a large audience-- as himself, not cameo --that did it. perhaps it was the aftermath, and the threat of his band falling apart that revealed how important music really was to him, and how important the people he made it with were. they're all here too, and he thinks that's why he can stand on stage like he belongs here. his eyes drift to all of them where they're sitting, and his lips curl up in a smile as he sings, before he faces forward again.
i'm trying to clean up the mess i made but the towel i used to soak up my worry it just went up in flames you see i got a conscience like gasoline i could siphon shit it out, get up and leave but, i fuel the fire with everything they said it's stuck in my mind you're better off dead
he originally wrote this part with criticism from the mgas in mind, but it grew into a different animal-- all of the criticism in his life that built and built until it stitched itself into the fabric of his existence, self-replicating without anyone else's help. he edited the words here in his mga version, necessarily, replacing the previously explicit version with something more family friendly, and it's amazing how comfortable he feels here, behind his guitar, singing his own words. originally, this verse built into the chorus, but for this two minute arrangement, it goes on, building up even more.
feeling like i’m nothing’s something that i’m getting used to trying to devise a plan that’s positively fool proof nobody can see me past these walls that i’ve been building now it’s starting to cave in, but i won’t give up
daniel's fool-proof plan was always cameo, and the escape that he was (is?), and everything he spun to cover him up. he was a mask, and before the mgas, kang daniel never knew music or the stage by himself. the illusion began to shatter, the worlds started to collide, he started to panic, and yet he pressed on on account of some newfound love and purpose he never possessed before. now, he carries cameo with him, but stands on stage as kang daniel, and it's like this that he's the best version of himself. next, the chorus hits, the guitar something close to exploding, and this is the message he wants all of his friends-- everyone in this room-- to know, so he smiles.
if you got the keys, then start the car and drive as far as you can if you got the blood, then you got the heart to give yourself a chance seems like we've been so scarred some people call it art i hope you make peace with your pain and never lose your flames
there are probably countless people in this room that think they don't deserve to be there, just like daniel did last year. even more than that will be beat down and shredded by the pressure and absolute necessity to push forward and remain strong. he wants them to keep going, to give themselves a chance no matter what anyone says-- to take this opportunity in front of them with all of its pain and all of its joy, and make the most of it. don't let it crush you, don't let it take anything from you. we can do this.
the chorus gives way to what is actually his favorite part of the song: a brief break for nothing but his acoustic guitar, something he composed himself without anyone else's help. he steps away from the microphone briefly, to look down at the frets as he strums, and he smiles, genuinely content. he likes singing, but his heart will always be with some kind of guitar more than anything else. nine seconds, and he returns to the microphone.
feeling like i’m nothing’s something that i’m getting used to wanting to fit in, i always wanted to be perfect to you i gotta get up out this bed, if you can see inside my head you understand i got to give up
the words are personal, but also applicable to many, he thinks, so it's both a message to others and himself, with his mother, her oppression, and how much it impacted his entire life in mind. after two months on his own, he's breaking free of it, but sometimes it feels like that isn't the case. at least he doesn't want to give up as badly as he used to-- as much as he wanted to under her rule, even at the time he wrote this song. he used to float by without direction other than what she told him, and now he's so much different. he's grateful. he heads into the pre-chorus, through it, skipping past what was originally a keyboard part written for sungwoon, and then starts the final chorus, taking these final moments to bask in the glow of the stage, unable to fight back the smile on his face.
if you got the keys, then start the car and drive as far as you can if you got the blood, then you got the heart to give yourself a chance seems like we've been so scarred some people call it art i hope you make peace with your pain and never lose your flames
and then it ends, but his grin doesn't, eyes disappearing into crescents, all genuine satisfaction and enjoyment. he keeps a tight grip on his guitar and bows, and is about to head off the stage before he makes a split second decision to lean toward the mic again to chirp a quick, "thank you!" and then he scurries down the steps and back to his seat.
he grins at his friends as they greet him upon his return, and pointedly ignores the fact that sungwoon doesn't. minhyun and kenta perform soon after him, and suddenly the show is a lot more interesting-- not that it wasn't before, of course, it was just, you know..blurry. long. excruciating in an enjoyable way, somehow. he pats minhyun's knee encouragingly when it's his turn, squeezes kenta's shoulder before he leaves to get on stage, and quietly cheers "go kenta, go!" with the most faith in him in the world. he has faith in minhyun too, of course, but anyone that doesn't is just..wrong.
they prove is believing in them isn't misplaced, with minhyun's voice even more striking without the company of heavy drumbeats and crazed guitar riffs backing it. he can dance too, which daniel didn't know, but that isn't a surprise because he didn't know anyone in this band could dance despite half of them listing it as their best skill on their forms. he gives kenta his full attention at first, amazed to see him dance for the first time-- thankful that he gets to be here to see him stand on stage like this, but he soon becomes distinctly aware that nothing separates him and sungwoon now. the desire to reach out to him is like an itch-- to grab his hand, maybe, or to push him into woojin just to mess with them both, or to slide over just so he can be closer to him, like that'll help him get inside his head, but maybe inside his head isn't where he wants to be. maybe he just wants to be with him.
the others return, and so daniel returns to watching the performances, and surprisingly, they pass more quickly now, but he still turns around in his chair to look at joohyun with concern. he knows it can't feel good on an injury to be stuck in these chairs for so long, so he mouths "are you okay?" to her, not wanting it to be caught on one of these dangling microphones should it put her at a disadvantage. she nods to him, and he nods back hesitantly, but it doesn't stop him from checking on her periodically for the rest of the night.
soon, it's sungwoon's turn. hyunbin calls his name and daniel just looks up at him as he rises, dazed, eyes following him as he leaves and makes his way to the stage. he always knew sungwoon belonged on stage, and the spotlight on him reminds daniel of it now, and he can't help but smile. he feels the same as he did last year when sungwoon took to the stage-- so glad he has the chance to show everyone his talent, and that so many others can hear him like he has.
daniel knows the song as soon as it begins, and he's glad sungwoon found it, because the piano intro is meant for him. he doesn't make the connection between the lyrics and their relevancy until sungwoon starts to sing, and his heart immediately turns to some kind of mush that oozes down to his feet. he feels positively sick, but not in a bad way, in a way he could feel for the rest of his life, and he's so overcome by emotion, absolutely overwhelmed and overtaken by it and everything sungwoon is. daniel knows english almost as well as he knows korean, and he knows this song, and he knows what all of this means, and when sungwoon looks him in the eyes-- he wonders if it's the first time he has today --daniel knows what that means, too. he doesn't break eye contact with him, and he feels his gaze in his bones. i need you too, and he thinks he needs sungwoon more than anyone. he needs him more than anyone does; he needs sungwoon more than he needs anyone.
he's swept away in all of it, like it's a tide rolling in, slow in its rising and powerful in its impact. even among it all, he almost wants to sing along. it's just the sungwoon effect. the bridge is softer, but he still feels his heart quiver in his chest, and it all reminds him of what he said the other day: i know i really like you, and that it feels…limitless, like it could be anything, and he feels that infinity, burning straight through him. he could listen to sungwoon sing forever, but in that moment all he wants is for sungwoon to come back. soon it ends, and he does, and he barely gives him a chance to sit down before he's reaching for his hand.
and when sungwoon's fingers curl around his, he's so glad. sungwoon looks at him, and he can't help but smile, even if he meant this as a gesture more serious and sincere. he wants it to mean everything he can say, not only because of the cameras, but because he knows it could never creep its way up from his heart and out of his mouth, at least not yet. it's i understand and thank you, and there's no room for doubting whether this song was about him. he knows it. he still feels it somewhere underneath his skin. it's i love you, i love you, i love you, and when sungwoon squeezes his hand, daniel squeezes back.
[ :00 - :42, 1:45 - 2:43, 3:08-3:30, but sped up a little for time *]
#rkmga5#rkmga5callback#rkxsungwoon#joohyunrk#rkkenta#rkpwj#rkminhyun#;ee#( * in korean btw but just ref#this is legit 6k i wouldn't wish reading this on anyone#will proofread and tag others#after i write my interview solo sfgsdf#;solo#rkhyunggu#rkkyungri#rksuwoong#rkeunji#rktaeyang#;stam
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MGA SEASON FIVE CALLBACKS ∙ june twenty seven
𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗼𝗻𝗲 : 𝗽��𝗿𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲
𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 & 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 : 𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐬' 𝟐𝟒𝐤 𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜
0:34 - 1:17 & 1:58 - 2:38
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he lies there in bed for a while after everyone’s settled down from from the events of getting the email, rereading the contents in question at least a dozen times before he can will himself to put his phone down.
the day had originally gone like normal, the disruption of peace coming in the form of someone mentioning they’d gotten an email ( -- kenta, maybe, if he searches his thoughts hard enough to find an answer, followed closely by daniel rushing into the room ) and with nerves erecting instantaneously, minhyun takes a breath before looking towards his own phone.
the first read is more eyes casually finding themselves in a frantic search for the key words -- an invitation outlining he’s made the callback cut, an address attached and formal details lingering in between the main points of the email. his head hits the back of the couch silently, and he closes his eyes.
he breathes.
conversations around him eventually fall into a lull as they break off into tiny groups, scattering as they discuss the necessary details for the big day, excitement in the air. minhyun checks in and out of the conversation, finding himself a little lost but stubborn enough not to let it seep through into his expression. he keeps his answers light and goes about his day.
then, he tucks himself into bed, bidding kenta a goodnight, before turning his back on the other boy and proceeding to open up the very email he’s been lamenting in his head all day.
oh god, what did he sign himself up for?
a minor freak out later, not that anyone in the share-house would really know considering it’s all happening internally in the middle of the night, because clearly minhyun never quite learned the value of expressing your emotions and having a healthy venting system going -- and so, when woojin asks him if he knows what he’s doing, he simply shakes his head the first time and then says i’m working on it anytime after that.
yeah, definitely.
it’s definitely not as if he whips something together the day before, practice running into early morning, relying on choreography he did in past and knew his body was still comfortably familiar with. it’s times like these he’s thankful to his little sister, that he had been coerced into attending dance lessons for however short a time it may be in comparison to other trainees, appreciating the experience exponentially simply so he wouldn’t necessarily embarrass himself. it takes a few full runs for his mind to remember the way his limbs are supposed to be working, but a few hours in and breathless, minhyun can stay with some semblance of confidence maybe he’s anticipating the big day.
well, more so at the prospect of getting it done and over with, but he deems the thought is what counts.
daniel stays over the night before so they can all go together, and minhyun’s up making breakfast earlier than he expected to, despite how he has to rub at his eyes for a while when he wakes just to will himself to open them. once he’s up, the butterflies ever present in his lungs make sure their presence is acknowledged, and he almost considers skipping out on the meal.
almost being the keyword, but he knows the importance of a good balanced meal in the morning and so he eats, pushing the same on the others through insisting remarks and a bit of force where necessary. he smiles to himself at the sight of the group together, a sense of love ever present in the way his eyes crinkle just the slightest, before he shifts his attention back to his plate.
the rest of the morning and the time after they’re finally past check-ins and inside the venue almost flies by, minhyun too busy fretting over small details for the others and making sure everything was ready for his own performance by running through things a couple dozen times in his mind. he helps sungwoon carry in his keyboard, amused at the prospect of coming to the other’s aid though he doesn’t make any remarks about it, almost wordless thanks to nerves. his heart feels like it’ll never stop racing, and after a while, he almost gets used to it.
they’re all dressed in empty enigma shirts, making some sort of combined statement and he can’t particularly remember who brought up the idea but he wears it proud -- just a shirt, he’ll remind himself later, a little embarrassed, but the point stands.
he waits for the other boys to sit first before following suit, finding comfort having a seat on one of their ends, having the ability to look over and see them all at once. maybe it’s the side of him that served as empty enigma’s manager for as long as he did, or maybe it’s just a him thing overall, but he smiles to himself as the others chatter among themselves and feels contentment stirring inside him. he may not say it now, maybe not anytime soon when words are so difficult to filter through and process but the appreciation he holds for his found family, his band of misfits -- he can’t even begin to phrase it all into words.
instead, he turns towards the front and watches as others start filtering in, eyes beginning to analyze the competition without him really meaning to. it feels like an automatic response, and overall, a very him thing to do when he’ll consider it later while looking back on the day.
eventually his phone buzzes and he sees the text from suwoong pop onto the screen as he slides it open, and for a moment he stares at it before looking back up towards the front. ah, yes. suwoong. how naive of him to forget the other was apart of the process, especially when he was sure to be a sight to behold in the auditions, no, more the entire show.
his phone then buzzes thrice consecutively, and minhyun only sighs before unlocking it to respond, question prompted about the location of his seat. minhyun closes his eyes to bask in the quiet murmurs of the room and then like clockwork, the quiet is shattering as if infiltrated by an incoming tsunami, and he opens his eyes to offer suwoong a wry attempt at a grin.
time passes with idle conversations and then a focus towards the beginning of the call-backs. soon after begin the nervous jitters, crawling up his skin and he scratches his arms, his neck, his cheek from time to time, the phantom sensations never quite leaving him, increasing once the judges are announced. he’s one to operate with a sheet of iron over his expression, but he blinks in minor shock, later supposing it’s not too out there -- the contestants would be their investments in the future, some talents they’d be scouting at the end of the program. despite the pressure, minhyun finds his jitters translating into excitement, his attention kept towards the stage.
daniel goes up first, and minhyun offers a quick pat before he can making his way down, the good luck almost lost in his bout of nerves before finally making it past his lips. he shifts into the seat beside sungwoon when the other’s gone, and like clock-work, without really meaning to every time he swears, his grip becomes interlocked with the others as they stare at the stage collectively. he tries his best to pay attention through the whole thing, beaming proudly though with the first of them gone, minhyun feels the presence of ticking clock grow exponentially. at some point, he blanks out. when daniel returns, he slides back into his own seat as everyone commences the quiet cheers, and minhyun offers a heartwarming good job whispered into the air once the other sits.
“hwang minhyun!” katie lee calls out the moment he’s done with the congratulations, and minhyun’s heart immediately jumps into his throat. daniel pats his knee before he can stand, the other boys offering a thumb up and some verbal good lucks but it’s the collective smiles that stick with him as he makes his way to the makeshift stage.
taking a few deep breathes on his way up, he slides on what he deems to be a charming smile and quickly introduces himself. “hello, i’m hwang minhyun, and i hope everyone remembers to recycle on the daily.” he doesn’t know why he says that, actually fails to remember much of the beginning when he looks back on the day later, but he knows the rest of the pleasantries go as well as they can before he’s waiting for the music to begin. the number of people should add to his nerves, as he finally stands before them all, but the stage does what it always does -- spotlight in his eyes, he inhales sharply and lets the rest of the world seep into the back of his thoughts.
twenty four karat magic in the air
the performance is meant to start off a little acoustic style, the backtrack essentially just his own ad-libs for his performance, timed perfectly as he went along at the pace he’d practiced. his voice is loud as he sings the final note in the line, side of his mouth perking up as he closes his eyes for a moment.
head to toe so player look out uh
his only plan for the beginning is to rely on his subtle charm and eye contact to start off his segment of time. it’s a plan he’d been hesitant on doing but the idea bugs him for some time before he’d finally given in, practicing and watching himself perform it countless times as his slightly accented english stabilizes as he gets a grip on his intentions. his version is a little more focused on actually vocalizing the verse more so than the original did, taking the chance to show off his singing.
pop pop, it's show time (show time) show time (show time) guess who's back again? oh they don't know? (go on tell 'em) oh they don't know? (go on tell 'em) i bet they know soon as we walk in (showin' up) wearing cuban links (ya) designer minks (ya) inglewood's finest shoes (whoop, whoop) don't look too hard might hurt ya'self known to give the color red the blues
despite his growing confidence as he goes on, he has yet to do much outside of exerting the image of a man that knows his lines and has the confidence to perform them, switching his gaze from being planted on the judges themselves and the audience at large, hoping to pull in the entire room into the piece that would come together to form the memory known as “minhyun’s attempt at a successful mga callback performance.” a long title -- it can use some work.
oh shoot, i'm a dangerous man with some money in my pocket (keep up) so many pretty girls around me and they waking up the rocket (keep up) why you mad, fix ya face, ain't my fault y'all be jocking (keep up)
at the pretty girls line, he fixes his gaze on katie lee and baek jiyoung for a moment, shooting finger hearts to the panel, then finishing off the verse. at that, the backtrack makes a faltering noise, distorting at the next intended players only, come on, and he sees scattered looks directed his way though it’s a well-known technique really. minhyun takes it as a cue to run a hand through his hair casually, growing grin visible as the track plays finally leaves the acoustic back track, picking up where he’d left off vocally only a moment prior. as the music switches to the original, bruno mars’ voice echoing through the room, his body reacts to the music automatically.
just put your pinky rings up to the moon girls, what y'all trying to do? (tell me what y'all trying to do) twenty four karat magic in the air head to toe so player (hands up!)
his mind is empty as he dances, more focused on the music than anything else, not much active thought needed to deliver his moves. there’s a casual grin, tinted with a subtle cockiness only present when he performs, channelling a bit of his reign persona to exert the intended effect of a man put together, who knows what he’s doing. he knows the moves well, more than anything else in the moment in fact, and a voice deep within his conscious tells him it’s clear with the confidence in his steps. (not that he’d tell anyone else that, finding blissful ignorance a safer home to settle within -- i did okay, he’ll tell anyone that asks and leave it at that).
put your pinky rings up to the moon girls, what y'all trying to do? (do) twenty four karat magic in the air head to toe so player (twenty four karat) uh, look out
he falls into a bow almost immediately, breathing heavy as he tries to stabilize but almost glowing with satisfaction. the warmth covers every inch of him and he runs a hand through his hair once more before bidding his thank you’s.
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PSA: on hating Wanna One
If you hate, dislike, or harbor any negative feeling whatsoever regarding Wanna One, I strongly encourage you to read this post.
The way we learn is not through affirming our mentalities and ideas, but instead by questioning and listening to other opinions.
As someone who is strongly multi-fandom, I’m going to keep this as unbiased as possible here. The group doesn’t have much time left, so I’d say give this a go. It won’t take long to read.
(@ wannables: please rt so we can spread the word! this is honestly the best time to be a multifandom wannable because we have so many interactions rn!! and if you’re a wannable that hates other groups, you better read this too)
Lately we’ve been seeing a lot of interactions between Wanna One and other (especially male) idol groups.
So, a lot of us Wannables have become increasingly multi-fandom (more than we were already: nobody begins their run with kpop with a survival show) - but, alas, we have found that a LOT of people from international k-pop fandoms, for some unknown reason, hate Wanna One with a burning passion.
For the relatively small international fandom, the amount of international hate towards Wanna One is overwhelming and hard to deal with.
So, without further ado, let me clear up some of the misconceptions you may have about the group!
Wanna One is friends with or looks up to the GROUPS YOU STAN.
tl;dr they friendly. Wannables know this, so a lot of us are multifandom - after all, not many people got into kpop BECAUSE of Produce 101. A lot of us have been around for a while and stan other groups.
Kang Daniel: Friends with Woozi (SEVENTEEN), Suga (BTS), Zico, Xiumin (EXO), Chanyeol (EXO), Mark (NCT) and many more - let’s be real Kang Daniel can be friends with whoever he wants, role model is Kai (EXO), TWICE Fanboy
Ha Sungwoon: Friends for years with Jimin (BTS), Taemin (SHINee), Kai (EXO) and also many more
Park Jihoon: Is literally in love with V (BTS), has said multiple times he looks up to V and pursued K-Pop because of him, in a gaming group with Jin (BTS), Eunkwang (BtoB), Youngjae (B.A.P), Ken (VIXX) - seen eating out together
Lee Daehwi: BFFs with Somi (Produce 101, JYP Sixteen - the show that formed Twice), remixed Got7 Hard Carry for produce 101 audition, Heize fangirls over him, friends with Bang Chan (Stray Kids), TWICE Fanboy
Ong Seongwoo: Friends with Mark (NCT), Kwangjin (N.Flying), Mina (gugudan), Namjoo (APink), role model is Kai (EXO), worked with Heize
Hwang Minhyun: caught fanboying over Red Velvet on insta, got acknowledged by NELL
Lai Guanlin: friends with Sehun (EXO), is in love with Wooseok (Pentagon), fanboyed over him in front of HyunA herself
Bae Jinyoung: EXO Fanboy, Sehun Fanboy
Park Woojin: Zico Fanboy, knows Zico irl now
Yoon Jisung: probably has friends but he won’t tell us, acknowledged by NELL
Kim Jaehwan: Embarrassed himself in front of Zico
Why do international fans hate Wanna One?
tl;dr Essentially, Wanna One is really popular in Korea - and not internationally - so the international fans hate them, pretty much because they’re successful. Large biased, sh*t reporting media sites like Allkpop and Netizenbuzz recognize this, and spew out bad articles on them with wrong translations and incorrect info because it gets them attention
Produce 101 season 2, the group that formed Wanna One, was hugely popular in Korea, not so much internationally. A large part of this may be because international fans couldn’t vote in the show
After produce 101 finished airing, it was obvious Wanna One would be popular in Korea. However, a lot of international fans didn’t know about this
So, when Wanna One debuted, their popularity was obviously very high. They began playing with the best, with groups that had been around for years
This resulted in the Wanna One members being called ungrateful, achieving fame “too fast”, even though it’s just a different means of getting there.
All of these boys weren’t just lucky. They worked extremely hard in their own way to get to this point, and they are aware that the group isn’t permanent. They know that it’s not going to all be smooth sailing from here - they’ve written songs on the impermanence of this feeling (see: hourglass, forever+1, always, I promise you, hell they have an album called “nothing without you”)
Sungwoon, Minhyun - both in “unsuccessful” groups for years before (Hotshot, Nu’est), had to strip off their “idol” image and perform as “trainees”
Daniel, Jisung - trainees for years under an unknown entertainment label (MMO) that likely wouldn’t have debuted them but instead used them for backup dancers (Daniel was actually going to leave to live in Canada - pd101 was his last resort, Jisung would have had to go to the military)
Jihoon, Jinyoung - have you ever heard of maroo or c9 entertainment? Likely would have debuted into a no name group
Daehwi, Woojin - Daehwi has already gotten so much hate from the start of the show even though he’s already 16, yet remained positive. Woojin rose from the 70s rank up until 6 through hard work alone.
Guanlin - moved from Taiwan by himself at 16 without knowing Korean to pursue his dream, is always showing thanks to fans, trying to speak in both English and Taiwanese as well
Jaehwan - won an entire TV show but nobody paid attention to him. Busked on the streets.
Seongwoo - nobody can deny that he is always thinks of the fans. writes his own freaking poetry for us
All of them always express their thanks to the fans, and even the man of the year, Kang Daniel, is commonly reported by outside sources (producers, tv show directors, other idols, etc) as simple - friendly and humble. Even though he’s always tired and in the public’s eye, he is one of the most active members on fancafe, even tries to respond to foreign fans in English
Haven’t they been involved with a lot of controversies?
tl;dr They’ve all been refuted. This is an unusual situation that happens when a group is popular, and the international fandom isn’t big enough to fight it.
Sites like Allkpop and Netizenbuzz just add fuel to the fire, releasing articles on untrue information, and then not releasing articles quickly or at all on clarifications
Also YMC/Swing sucks and doesn’t protect the boys (literally and figuratively) or the fandom. Instead of explaining situations or taking legal actions, they will either use the boys as a shield for their own mistakes, or force the boys to apologize for things they didn’t do.
Wannables in their natural habitat are fighting YMC (and now Swing entertainment) for something or the other. Right now the big deal is that Swing has banned fansites from taking pictures and Wannables are irate af lemme tell u
They’re not talented.
untrue
produce 101 was a show that if a mistake was made (all live btw), mnet would repeat the same clip 11 times with different angles and reactions
and wanna one is who we are left with. so make what you want of that
(lots of live performances to go around also)
I just don’t like their music.
Not a reason to hate a group.
Their music is pretty much generic K-pop. If you like K-pop, chances are you’ll like their music
Also, for their recent comeback they’ve worked with really incredible artists (Zico, Heize, NELL, Dynamic Duo). Try one of those
If you like kHipHop/kR&B
Kangaroo (prod. Zico)
Hourglass (prod. Heize)
11 (prod. Dynamic Duo)
If you like ballads/sad sh*t
Forever+1 (prod. NELL)
Always
I Promise You (confession version)
Beautiful
I wanna have (this is the GOAT)
If you like k-pop
Energetic (prod. Hui of Pentagon)
Light
Boomerang (okay we don’t really talk about this one tho)
Wannables are a toxic fandom.
This is something that gets thrown around a LOT. But in reality, most wannables are very multi-fandom. I will repeat it for a third time: nobody starts liking K-Pop because of a survival show, especially internationally. A lot of us are fans of other groups, so it sucks when our other home fandoms reject us.
The international Wannable community is extremely small (case in point: the company reducing the concert venue sizes by thousands in the US due to tickets not selling). This means our influence is also very small. It’s very unlikely that you have experienced such toxicity from a true Wannable.
On the topic of akgaes: look we don’t like them either, but even though the show was based on voting for your fave, most Wannables aren’t hating on the groupmates and literal friends of their biases. You could help us get rid of this image by promoting ot11!
KWannables are commonly seen supporting other groups, because they are very well aware of the fact that Wanna One is friends with/looks up to/likes other kpop groups.
They don’t want the group to disband. Of course, there’s a part of every Wannable that dreads that day. But, most of us understand that there’s more waiting for them, and we’ll continue to support in the future!
There’s more to say. But life and Wanna One’s run are both too short to spend hating a group of sweet, talented boys. There’s so much toxicity in K-pop. Imagine how your bias would feel if they knew you were attacking their friends or people that look up to them.
Let’s spread positivity, not all this hate.
#kpop funny#kpop meme#kpop#wanna one#bangtan#bts#n flying#exo#twice#got7#red velvet#zico#heize#seventeen#kdrama#kang daniel#suga#pentagon#yoongi#v#taehyung#jin#seokjin#kai#chanyeol#xiumin#jimin#jungkook#baekhyun#sehun
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Ha Sungwoon - Close
Requested By: Anonny ^^ (“ Can I request a Sungwoon scenario where you're Wanna One's manager and you're just too close with Sungwoon then he admits that he likes you and then you're all wlgjxba bc you like him too? ”)
Genre: Fluff
Note: First fiction for the new year is a Sungwoon fiction! As I mentioned in my update on goonightkisseu for 2019, I’m going to try and do my best to provide you all with at least one scenario a week ^^ We are starting off the first week with this fluffy request, and I hope that you all enjoy it! As always, feel free to let me know what you think!
Enjoy~
- goodnightkisseu’s admin / ashley <3
“Excuse me, little lady,” came a voice. It was usually much higher, usually laced with some giggles, but the owner of the voice was trying to masquerade it as something much lower and far more intimidating. He placed his hands on your shoulder gently, shifting you over to the side so he could step through, hoping to find his place in front of the camera with his fellow group members before he got scolded for being late.
You rolled your eyes as the male passed by with the largest smile you had ever seen on his face. “Pretending to be an old-school gangster from one of those early 2000s movies today?” you inquired. That grin on his face somehow grew even bigger, and you realized that your conclusion had been correct.
“It was movie night at the dorm last night. But, you know, you would know… if you came to one our movie nights,” he scolded, making you roll your eyes again.
“Need I remind you that your movie nights are usually at your dorm? You know I can’t be there late at night,” you reminded him. Even if you were part of the staff, it would be scandalous for a woman to be leaving a male idol‘s dorm late at night. You didn’t want to cause the boys any unnecessary problems.
However, in response to your counter, Sungwoon only put his arms up to form an ‘x.’ “Nope, last night’s movie night was in the practice room. You ditched the wonderful group you manage in order to go drinking with your friends,” he said, pretending to be hurt by your decision.
Okay, now he was just pushing his luck with you. He knew full well that you were not out drinking last night. You had been up since 2 in the morning with them, shuttling the boys from schedule to schedule. Knowing the next day would be equally busy, one of the other managers took your usual late shift so you could rest up before today’s schedules. Though you wanted to argue this point with Sungwoon, the look that the photographer was giving you showed that he was one, annoyed, and two, that they had to get started if the boys wanted to make their next schedule. “Okay, okay, I’m sorry. I promise I’ll make the next one,” you conceded, getting him to grin from ear to ear.
“That’s my girl!” he replied excitedly before he ran over to the other boys, going right into work-mode.
Though Sungwoon would often say things like that, you really weren’t his girl at all. The two of you were now close friends, ones that liked to use those types of terms, just usually not in public. Honestly, though, you never thought you would meet someone like him when you had first gotten this job. You never thought you would grow so close to someone in such a short time. But, truth be told, working for Wanna One had been a dream come true for you.
In the past, you had worked as a manager for two other groups, but it was never like this. The work had been harder; the groups were overworked, and fans rarely liked you, being a female manager for a boy group. Morale was often low, and that made your job harder when you would have to wake up overworked idols to do their job. Yet, with Wanna One it had been different. Though you knew sometimes they were tired and overworked, the overall energy from all eleven boys had been a lot higher. Though it did often get out of hand, everyone seemed to have a good time. And on days when they were struggling, you did your best to keep their energy up, even getting the other managers to take part in some karaoke in the car just to get the boys involved too.
Of course, working with such a large group meant that you would be closer to some member than others, and for you, you had grown close with Sungwoon. It wasn’t always like that though. When he had first met you, he outright told you that you were too uptight. That didn’t sit with your well, but you also couldn’t help it. It was one thing to be a female staff member for a boy group, but to be part of the staff of such a popular group as theirs… you really couldn’t help but be on edge from time to time.
Still, even with his comment, Sungwoon, worked hard to ease you into it all, trying to get you to relax when he could. The more that you interacted with Sungwoon, the more that you found you had in common. Your similarities, differences, and interests melded well with each other. You confided in him, and him in you. Your relationship became like one of old friends, reuniting after being apart for many years. It was comfortable, and it was easy. You started to open up more.
Your friendship with Sungwoon got to the point where the two of you would even meet up outside of work, during small breaks or when schedules ended early. Usually, this wouldn’t have been allowed, but with fans knowing that you were their manager, it was easier to pass these meetings as a work-related event and nothing more. Not that it was anything more, mind you. The two of you really were just friends. You’d go out, eat, have a couple of drinks, and just relax. You hadn’t done this in years and it was something you were definitely grateful for.
These outings allowed the both of you to express things that you couldn’t in a room full of people. Sungwoon would share with your his concerns, asking you for your advice. Often, you didn’t have advice that was pertinent to him, but you let him know that, if something of equal importance had happened in your life, what you would do about it. Yet you would always remind him, as you’d often talk with a bit of alcohol in your systems, that this wouldn’t necessarily be a good idea in his line of work.
Your little get-togethers were no longer just about voicing your concerns. You let each other into other parts of your life as well. In particular, after one night with far too many drinks, you told Sungwoon that you had dated one of the idols that you managed before. The relationship didn’t end well, and it made the job hard. Being near him was already hard enough, but hearing whispers about the two of you, and about how your new non-celebrity boyfriend was just a ruse made it very painful. in your inebriated state, you had told him that dating an idol was a nightmare and that it would impossible to convince you to give it another shot. Sungwoon didn’t say much. He reassured you that it wasn’t for everyone and the topic just kind of dropped off.
At the time you didn’t think much about it, but you soon realized that this closeness that you had developed with Sungwoon was visible to others as well… particularly the members. They saw it plain as day. How the two of you would often seek each other out. How sometimes, your conversations would lead the two of you off into your own little world separate from the others. They would often tease you both about it, but you would both brush it off, only pretending now and then to be a little closer than expected. But even with this in mind, it’s not like you hadn’t thought about it.
Though you had firmly expressed how difficult it would be to convince you to date another celebrity, you knew that you would throw it out of the window for Sungwoon. Though it was counter to everything you had said about the two of you being just friends, you did feel something special with him. He made you feel a level of comfort and relaxation that you had never felt around anyone else. You felt safe with him. But, there was no way he felt the same. You were probably just hallucinating it. After all, the last time you were in a crowded airport, there was no way he had purposefully pulled you away from that mob. He couldn’t have. The two of you were just friends, and nothing more.
This, didn’t stop the other boys from planting little ideas in your mind of ‘what ifs’ that could have happened. You tried not to humor them, but on days when you were really bored, you would more readily entertain them, to entertain yourself and the others.
“I’m pretty sure that Sungwoon likes you, noona,” Daehwi said as he sat himself next to you. Seongwu, who had been sitting to your left looked up momentarily from his phone, intrigued by the younger male’s seemingly random comment. This was a weird time to bring it up, right before a broadcast.
“Daehwi, you don’t know that for sure, stop gossiping. It’s not a good look on a young man like yourself,” you teased gently, as you checked their schedule on your phone, but the young male would not let up.
“But I really think he does, noona,” he insisted, making you look up from your phone with a smirk.
The least you could do was humor him. “Oh? And what makes you think that?”
“The way he looks at you is different. The way he talks to you is different. You don’t have to be an adult to see those things,” Daehwi said with a nod.
“It’s because we’re close, silly,” you insisted back, and this time Seongwu was the one to pipe up, almost making you jump. He had been so quiet—which was rare for him—that you forgot that he was even there.
“Daehwi does kind of have a point though. He definitely doesn’t treat others like he treats you. I’ve never seen him take other staff members, let alone female staff members, on a dinner,” Seongwu pointed out. The younger male’s words had got him thinking. You and Sungwoon really were that close.
“We paid separately,” you pointed out. “It was not a date.”
Seongwu nodded, but he didn’t let up. “But, even so, he does spend a lot of time with you. Even for people that are just friends. You gotta admit that that’s a bit much, hm?”
“We’re just friends,” you insisted, and the boys let up for the time being because they had to get on stage. Yet their little seed of doubt got you wondering. Did you friend think of you as more than just that? You knew the two of you were close, and you knew that made some uncomfortable, but you thought that was just in Sungwoon’s nature. You didn’t think he was planning something, nor that he had any intention of moving your relationship further. Things the boys were calling signs you didn’t see as such, so you wondered… were they? Or were they just overreacting?
You thought about it the entire time the boys were warming up and performing, though you monitored them, your mind was definitely elsewhere. It was now filled with thoughts you hadn’t considered before and it got to you to the point where you knew the only way to get an answer, was to get it from the man himself. So you waited until the performance was over, when the boys were back in the waiting room, preparing to leave for their next schedule before you approached Sungwoon.
“Hey Sungwoon, you got a minute?” you asked when he was chatting with the other boys about the movie they had watched last night. As per usual he had fallen asleep during the film, leaving the others to be overrun with nightmares after watching such a film. Part of it was actually talking about what had happened and other parts of the conversation were about the scary things they had encountered in their dreams because of the film. You, luckily got to skip this as it was too late in the night and the male managers lived with them. Thank goodness too because honestly, scary movies were just not your thing.
Sungwoon beamed when he saw you and his attention was quickly pulled away from the group of boys. He was sure that Jisung made a face at him, but he didn’t care. He was just happy to see you. “I don’t know, do I have a minute? You’re my manager, so I feel like you would know best,” he teased, making you roll your eyes at him.
“Fine, let’s go talk,” you replied, turning to walk out of the busy waiting room and into one of the unused rooms nearby. As you were exiting the room, you caught sight of the other boys whispering amongst themselves and you couldn’t help but shake your head. This really couldn’t be what they had thought it was. There was no way.
“So what did you want to talk about that we have to do it away from the others?” he asked with a chuckle as he stood in front of you in the empty room. He felt like something was definitely different this time and he couldn’t quite put his finger on it. Still, he wanted to be open to whatever it was, whatever it meant.
This felt silly. It had been so easy to talk to Sungwoon before and now suddenly you felt like a high school girl that had pulled a senior into an empty classroom to confess to him. This was ridiculous. There was no way the others were right. “It’s just—how do I say—ah, I’m just going to say it. The others told me that you like me and I wanted to know if you did. It’s silly, right?” You felt even more ridiculous now that those words had left your lips. You were a grown adult, so why were you acting like such a child?
A chuckle from Sungwoon reminded you that you were not in this room alone and it made you more aware of what you had just asked him… and now all you had to do was wait for his response. “I do like you,” he said simply.
“Wait, you what?” you asked, his words barely sinking in before these words left your mouth, eliciting another laugh from the male in front of you.
“I’ve liked you for a bit now. At first I thought we were just comfortable with each other because we were the same age and we got along well because we had a lot in common. But I realized pretty quickly that it wasn’t all I felt for you. But when you told me you had a bad experience in dating an idol in the past, I didn’t want to pressure you. I like you though, so don’t ever think otherwise. The guys are right this time,” he confessed, leaning against the back of the couch as he looked at you.
This wasn’t exactly what you were expecting, but you definitely felt happy. You had been harboring feelings for him too, but given Sungwoon’s naturally friendly and playful nature, you had thought you misunderstood. Apparently, you hadn’t. “I didn’t mean it to sound like that when I told you about my past relationship,” you told him as you moved closer to Sungwoon. His hand instinctively wrapped around your waist. It felt right, like it always had.
“I know you didn’t. But I also didn’t want to be the jerk that made you rush into something new before you were ready. I know that was more than two years ago, but still. Don’t want you to feel like you’re repeating the same thing over again. Didn’t want to push my luck with you.”
Sungwoon definitely had his moments where he was incredibly sweet and it was in those moments that your heart really felt warm; that it felt full because of him. “I’d never think that of you,” you told him, your hands gently framing his face as he pulled you in closer.
“I’m glad,” he told you gently as he held you firmly to his form and for the first time, being this close, he placed a kiss gently against your lips.
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w1 hyung line as dads please 👀 (astrology wise)
I usually need to check the houses on this (especially 4th/10th house), but I’ll just look into their sun/moon combo and other placements for reference~
Jisung
The soft but loud dad who is always there for his kids
Very loving and understanding as a father
Will look out for you no matter what: you’re his #1 priority
Your biggest cheerleader!!! His sun and moon combo come for a very soft, loving person who gives energy to others at the same time through encouragement
“Y/n, when you grow up I hope you become what you want to be.”
Dreams very big for his child/children
Probably the type to find some cool activities for his kids to do
Definitely the dad who comes up with traveling to places all the time
“Let’s go to Japan… wait, no, how about Hawaii?”
A softie, would only scold his child/children if he knows they have done something wrong
Probably the dad who encourages/is very supportive of his child/children the most if they want to study abroad
Lowkey the embarrassing dad who tries to fit in with the crew when your friends are around
“Why couldn’t the bicycle stand up by itself? It was two tired.”
“Dad please”
“Did you guys know y/n has a stuffed plushie in their closet? They’ve had that ever since they were 3 and calls it Mr. Snuggles″
“DAD NO STOP”
Listens to your problems if you have any, will give you advice if you need them
Ngl, he’s gonna be loud when at home sometimes (think: Sunday mornings where he blasts music from your living room speakers and sings loudly until you’re forced to wake up and sing/dance with him)
Probably the dad to also tease his kids if they’re dating anyone
“Oh, that guy you liked from 7th grade asked you out? Ayeee do you want me to make reservations? Drive you to the meetup place? Do you need money for an outfit?”
Sungwoon
The dad who is like the mom
Just like Jisung, he looks out for his kids all the time
Nurtures them just as much as how their mom would, maybe even more
Naggity nag nag nag
Aims to provide a very calm and loving atmosphere at home
Very family oriented, puts them first before anything (Cancer moon)
I see him as the type to always make sure their kids grow up as very loving and kind
Again like Jisung, only scolds his child/children if they’ve done something very wrong but as well makes sure he tells them he loves them and is only looking out for them right after
Can be loud, tries to fit in with the generation of his kids
“Iphone… what? Last time I checked I had an Iphone 7… you’re telling me it’s XV now???”
Actually is good at entertaining people especially if they’re close to his kids/whole family so expect guests often
Worrier tbh, likely even more than the mom
*calls you while you’re still on your way home and stuck in traffic* “Where are you? Are you hanging out with friends? You didn’t tell me beforehand if so. It’s 7:30, we have to eat dinner together-”
“Dad I’m stuck in traffic”
“Oh… could you pass by a convenience store and grab some milk on your way home then please”
Gives all the love he could give to his family even if they grow sick of it
So protective, even if you’ve grown old he’ll show signs of protectiveness and worry
“Okay I know you’re about to get married, but remember to call home often okay….”
But once he sees he has given enough love and nurture to his future kids, he’ll feel very accomplished as a father and would always look at you with a warming smile
Minhyun
The dad who seems serious but isn’t always is
Jokes aside, he’s probably gonna win the award for best father of the year
He balances the proper nurturing and disciplining to himself and I see him to be the type to put this to his future children as well
I also see him somewhat of a strict type– but definitely not the suffocating type of strict, more like he wants to look out for his kids all the time and makes sure they’re doing things right
The dad who very much supports and encourages their kids to go with their dreams
His Capricorn moon can show somewhat of a placement where he values his future family’s finances, so he’d be pretty good at differentiating the needs and wants for the family– needs are a priority, wants are rewards
Speaking of finances, he’d likely gift his wife and kids often, especially valuable things if his kids have earned it (coughs a car at 18? just graduate with great grades my child)
DAD JOKES, again
Will make sure his family has a routine, like doing chores together one day and then just having lighthearted fun/travelling the next as a reward
“Alright, let’s go out of town tomorrow! But first, the kitchen needs a bit of cleaning…”
Totally would joke around with his kids often even though he can give dry jokes sometimes oops
Doesn’t force himself to fit in with the new generation as he becomes a father, but will make sure he knows what’s up and respects it fully
Nurtures his kids with so much love even if he just gives them a sentence of an advice
Might also be prone to scolding his future kids if they lie often to him and disrespects him, especially if they’ve done something very wrong (e.g using his credit card without asking)
You? Dating? Get through your father, Minhyun, first
“Oh, I’ve heard you’re taking up engineering? Say, what do you think is the basis of having a good relationship between your course and my kid’s? Would you be able to make a great team for a business?”
Will make sure he provides the best, and only the best for his family
Seongwoo
The straightforward and fun-loving dad who tries to be serious
Compared to the others, Seongwoo would probably slightly more serious than the others
His sun/moon combo makes him as someone who believes that honesty is always the best policy and individuality is necessary
For short, he wants a stable and goal-oriented family in the future
Even though he shows himself as somewhat of a funny guy (still on stance that he has an air rising ok), he actually knows what he is doing and definitely makes decisions quick for his family if he believes it’s the right path
But it doesn’t mean he won’t be in for a little bit of fun, especially when it comes to his kids!
He loves fun, not gonna lie, and may not try to be more serious than usual whenever he lets loose on being with his family
Gives love as if it was always needed in the atmosphere of his home
“Love is always love and everyone deserves it.”
Always make sure there are values and independence within the family
Reminds his kids all the time to always stay humble and work hard in anything they do
His idea of a bonding session with his family? Anything, honestly. Karaoke nights, dining out, shopping, out-of-town trips, name it: He’s got it all planned and covered
“So we’re gonna go to the mall to just hang out, but make sure to not overspend. We’re gonna eat at your mom’s favorite restaurant tonight, too.”
Very thoughtful, also the type to be able to gift their children what they want if they have earned it with his trust
Likely the dad who would have a hard time trying to assure himself his kid is grown up and knows this and that about dating: would go calm one second and paranoid the next
“Be home at 10pm, alright! Don’t be like me when I was a young adult… Also don’t forget to call when you’re on your way home-”
“Dad, it’s only a movie”
“It’S oNLy A mOvIe. How would I know you’re not going somewhere else?”
Makes it a point that every step is a milestone and all goals shall be achieved within the family in the future
Jaehwan
The dad who aspires their children to be different
Of all the hyung line, Jaehwan would definitely be the type to not take his job as a dad seriously
Not that he’d be a bad dad, but he would want freedom to be given to his kids all the time– but at the same time, wants them to work hard on their future endeavors
Values communication within the family, would definitely try to talk to his kids very often even if he’s just asking what they’re up to (Gemini and Virgo [his sun and moon, respectively], are ruled by Mercury, the planet of communication)
Assists everyone in the family on whatever they’re doing, even if it’s their kid’s projects and they don’t have a clue on what to help out on
“Wait, you need to make a poster slogan? Oh… let me see if I can draw a butterfly or something really quick”
“No dad not a butterfly just-”
“GIMME A SECOND I’M GRABBING CRAYONS”
I’ve noticed Gemini placements want to show/encourage others on their own talents, so in this case, Jaehwan would definitely help his kids aspire to be inclined to music as they grow up
His Virgo moon can be quite nitpicky and overthink a lot, so he can sometimes feel the need to see perfectionism within his offsprings
Wants to make his future home an atmosphere where everyone is comfortable enough to make it seem like they never want to leave
He also values creativity within his home with the flair of simplicity
Lowkey nags too but only if he’s seeing something wrong within the family / having problems
Expect lots of simple artworks in your home, especially statues and figurines of anything music related as he sees this as a way of showing off the family’s individual efforts and talents
Encourages their kids to always find the right time to do this and that, especially when it comes to love and work
“Are you sure you love that person? Alright, as long as they take care of you and not hurt you, I will approve.”
Daniel
The dad who wants his kids to dream big
Both his sun and moon are in Sagittarius, so I see him likely to expect his family to be very open on doing anything
He might also often not take being a father seriously as he sees himself almost like a kid at times
Values proper honesty, love and understanding in the family
Puts the needs of the family first, as always
Aspires to have his kids learn many things as they grow up, especially with his help
Most likely the dad who would encourage/make his family live abroad and start a new life
Or just move pretty often, his sun and moon shows he’s likely the type to want to “move around” a lot
Likely the dad who tries to fit in with his kids/the new generation honestly
“Oh, this gadget is new? How much is it? I’m getting one tomorrow, are those one of the ‘in” stuff kids are using these days?”
Jokes around with his family a lot, might even do pranks with them to their mom/his wife
And when his wife finds out Daniel’s gonna be all sulky when his kids say it was all his idea
“It wasn’t my idea, they told me to do it!”
“Daniel you’re a grown man”
“IT WAS THEIR IDEA I TELL YOU”
Highkey the savage dad because he can smell bullshit right away
Values much freedom within the family, doesn’t want them to feel suffocated on the thought of having to always do boring routines
Makes sure they travel pretty often, tbh, maybe even once a week or two weeks depending on everyone’s time
Will always be supportive of his kids’ dreams, whatever they are as long as they mean no harm
Sports? Daniel’s likely gonna teach each of his kid at least one sport at a time
He would likely scold only if his kids have done wrong, but he lets his wife do it more than him– he would much rather talk to them in a proper way if so rather than scold them
Also kind of clingy to his wife and kids, only because he wants everyone to always be together and have a home filled with love and respect
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hi can you do different kisses with woojin? thank you :3
I just wantto start this off with a note that unlike the hyung line members, the youngermembers I cannot write with all the staple kisses that I use normally. I justdon’t feel comfortable imagining making out with Woojin, or waking up besidehim at my age, or just really sexualising him all that much. Woojin is such anervous, shy bean (/insert him just about passing out as he waited for his nameto be called in the final of P101 here) that I couldn’t imagine writing himfurther than I have today. I’m sorry if this offends anyone, I’m sure there areothers out there who feel more comfortable to write the maknae line in moredepth.
All thesame I hope you enjoy his Different Kisses!
First kiss:
Woojinwould be the type to be insanelynervous about kissing you. I think he’d fumble a lot and it would confuse youas to what he’s even trying to say or prepare you and him for. You might evenruin the moment unintentionally and Woojin would back off, relieved that hecould give up trying to tell you just how much he wants to kiss you. At thesame time he’ll be dejected, critical towards himself that he can’t even justpeck you on the cheek. His own cheeks might flush with colour (as if theyweren’t already, lets be real), at the image of kissing your cheek. This poorshy bean.
It mighttake him a couple of attempts but in the end he’s just going to do it. It’sgoing to be the type of lip press that you see in every k-drama (that makes theviewer groan at the lack of emotion) but just like the main girl, you’re goingto be just as nervous as him, and feel like he’s drifting you both off to acloud of pure happiness anyways. You’ll both be content with this as your firstkiss, relieved it’s out of your way, but there’s going to be several moreawkward kisses coming your way before you become completely comfortable witheach other.
Awkward kisses:
Normally Ido public kisses next, but given the context here, I think this one followsmore smoothly.
Like I saidabove, now that the first kiss has been done, it doesn’t mean Woojin hasovercome his over-thinking about you and him. Because he hasn’t got a lot ofexperience with dating, he’s not completely sure of the protocol of how fast orslow to move. Sometimes he might hesitate to kiss you so much that he winds upfrustrated and you think he’s moody over something, ruining one of your dates.Other times he rushes it so much and kisses you completely out of the blue,which startles you and you smack heads together or something, and suddenly he’sback to freaking out by your reaction. This is going to continue for a shortwhile, whilst he figures out his own natural pace, what matches you, and justtime passing in your relationship.
I expectthese kisses to be very brief, pecks mostly, because you both erupt with somuch blushing and shyness it’s not funny. For awhile these will be satisfying,in fact just holding hands is going to make you feel like you must’ve saved anation in a previous life, for how good this is all feeling.
Over time,albeit still awkward, Woojin might try kissing you with more movement of hislips, and again this is going to take some adjusting to, but you’ll get there…so long as your heart doesn’t combust with how giddy kissing Woojin makes youfeel.
Public kisses:
Once you’reboth at a comfortable stage, it’s going to feel like light-years have travelledbetween you. Woojin easily holds your hand in public, wraps his arm around yourwaist, hugs you – the PDA in him is strong. It’s just because he’s a puppy inlove with you, and there will be times where he pecks your cheek, or kisses youon your lips… kisses your neck or shoulder from a back hug, he’s now confidentenough to be more intimate with his affection for you.
It alsostems from a need to let others know you’re his. He’s not overtly jealous, butI think because he’s the type to be critical on himself, or over-thinksituations, he needs to make a point to others who might look your way to noteven think about doing it again. You’re his, not in a hugely possessive way,but you are the person that makes his life complete, and not only is he showingyou, but he’s showing the rest of the world how happy he is to have you at hisside.
Private kisses:
Woojin isgoing to be far more playful behind closed doors. You’ll be watching moviestogether and instead of watching the screen, he’ll be viewing you with a lovestruck focus. Movie now forgotten, he’s going to be kissing you lightly on yourlips, neck, arm, hand, he may even kiss you on your stomach just to get yougiggling. Anything to distract you like you have him – even if you didn’t meanto.
Woojin isalso the type to love it when you playfully flirt with him, even if he neardies from pure affection for you, he’s going to hold it in as best as he can -the toothy grin will not be able to be prevented though no matter how hard hetries to deadpan, much to your delight! This can start out a full on war of whocan embarrass flirt with the other most effectively, and you bet there is goingto be cute little kisses involved here. I imagine Woojin, now that he hasdiscovered his pace, to be the type who doesn’t rush kissing you. Even whenhe’s light hearted with you, there’s emphasis within his lips to press againstyou, to be soft, to let you know that he appreciates you.
If thingsget a little heated from kissing at home, it’s going to be slow, always. Andyou’ll be breathless afterwards, guaranteed.
Makeup kisses:
Woojinisn’t going to like fighting. Much like when I wrote Dongho’s Different Kisses, Woojin is also a lovernot a fighter. Bickering is natural in couples, and whilst I don’t see youhaving major conflict in your relationship due to Woojin being attracted to theshy side of you as well, you will find times where you frustrate each other.
Woojinmight revert back to his nervous kisses again in the beginning after arguing,over-thinking if it’s the right time to place a light kiss on your lips or not.After he realises you’re accepting, he will press more into you, not hard, butjust with a demand that lets you know he’s sorry and wants you to not be mad athim anymore.
Insecure kisses:
Woojin isnaturally a perfectionist. He wants to do so well at all he applies himself to,your relationship included. He worries easily, thinking he’s not enough foryou, that you could do better, especially when you’ve not been able to meet upfor some time. Although things are normally so organic between you now, if he’sstressed by work, or by something within himself, maybe he’s even thinking oversomething that happened between you both that you’ve forgotten about/didn’thold a lot of weight within, his insecurities will be high. He may appeardesperate during kisses with you when he’s like this, hoping you can somehowgive him what he needs to find within the kiss to know things are going to beokay. He’s going to need you to treat him tenderly, and will love resting hishead in your lap after he’s starting to shift his intense mood, reaching up tocup your face in his and pull you down for light, gentle and slow kisses hereand there until he’s feeling loads better.
Finger kisses:
Final kissfor Woojin! Although this might seem a little foolish to others, these are yourfavourite kisses because you can get them from him at any time. It doesn’tmatter if you’re in the same country or not, as long as you have your phone, hecan send you video messages of him kissing his thumb and index finger whilst they’reshaped as a heart. It’ll be your signature couple thing, signing off each daywith these finger kisses, both grinning happily at each other and then Woojinwaving his heart at the screen for you.
He’ll alsobe the type to do these in person when you’re both too preoccupied, like ifyou’re studying and he’s playing a game and there’s no time, or your not in theright environment to cuddle together, Woojin will send you one of his fingerkisses, giving you strength to complete your task.
Literallythese kisses will melt you every time.
I hope youenjoyed these, I really had a lot of fun putting them together, and I just wantto hug Woojin now, and tell him he’s awesome regardless of the pressures hefaces!
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Other Wanna One members: Jisung // Sungwoon // Minhyun // Seongwoo // Jaehwan // Daniel // Jihoon // Woojin // Jinyoung // Daehwi
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Lettuce - Sungwoon
As the city grew farther away behind you, the landscape you watched out of the window on the train was greener. It didn't make you feel uncomfortable, even though it was definitely not something you were used to. You remember when your brother told you about this experience, about how weird and thrilling it is to touch the ground and grow plants like farmers do.
It wasn't something rich kids like you were supposed to do.
Your father was big on education, earning one's keep and advancing from the ground up, even though you never lacked anything growing up. It was his way to make sure that he'll release functioning children into this world.
And you were excited.
You just watched the view for the three hours it took you to reach your station. Something about rows of growth and the never-ending green made you feel somewhat at peace. You knew your father's friend would wait for you outside of the station, he visited you enough times for you to remember the features of his face.
He was easy to recognize.
He welcomed you warmly, though he had much to say about your clothes, fake nails and the styling in your hair. He made it clear, with a wide smile on his face, that none of that will survive the work you're meant to do. Of course, you already knew that your brother came back from this journey with a completely different style. One that he couldn't keep around your father's business partners.
You agreed to change all that nonetheless and got his approval. He mentioned being busy and that his son would be the one to teach you. You knew he had a son, but never saw or heard anything about him, so you were left in the dark.
The farm drew near and he gave you clothes to change into, you accepted them with a smile. Your clothes would get completely ruined in this environment anyway. You only saw this kind of outfits on television, watching yourself transform into that person in the mirror was beyond amusing.
On the other side of the door, he told you he had to go and gave you clear directions to the hub where you'll be working with his son. You called back that you got the information, and heard his footsteps walking away.
The hub was easy to find, the landmarks on the way got you on the right path. You saw someone there, bent over the lettuce he was picking. His hands worked quickly, and your nearing steps didn't distract him from neatly folding the leaves into a nice bundle.
"Sungwoon?"
He hummed, not lifting his head. "Take gloves from the station behind you and just watch what I'm doing. I'll do it slower for you."
His voice was nice. Warm. You turned and grabbed the gloves, trying not to breathe their scent in as you pulled them on. When you crunched down on the other side of the row, Sungwoon gave you about four pieces of lettuce to watch, before he turned his back on you and left you to do it alone.
"It builds character."
"You do realize I'm an adult, and lettuce picking at this age will probably not teach me important life facts, right?" You chuckled, taking the slight shaking of his shoulders like a good sign.
"Isn't that what you came to do here to begin with?" You could hear the smile laced in his voice.
"Touché," You agreed, trying your best to imitate the movements he showed you. Your bundle of lettuce looked a lot less beautiful than his was, but objectively you knew you couldn't get near it with your obvious lack of experience.
You kept looking at him, as he was moving way faster than you. His row was growing short, and you wondered if he'll go farther away once it's over. Your concentration was divided, but you decided to show him your bundle the second he's finished. Maybe that way you'll get to see the face hiding behind his straw hat.
Your own was starting to bug you, you pulled it back and out of your face to give your forehead a chance to breathe. You should have taken your makeup off on the train to give the lotion that came afterward a chance to dry before making contact with the hat.
A pair of hands reached across the rows to you, snatching the bundle out of them. You stared, surprised by the sudden action – before you got struck by the face in front of yours. Sungwoon's eyes moved across the bundle as he twisted it this way and that, checking the quality of your picking. His nose was sharp and his lips – his lips were everything.
"Not bad," he offered, finally meeting your eyes. His gaze linger a second too long, making you wonder if the attraction is mutual before the hand that wasn't holding the bundle reached up to pull your hat back into position.
"That's meant to keep the skin of your face safe from the sun, dummy," His lips stretched into a smile and you may have inhaled. Hopefully, it was secretive enough. Probably not if you considered the smirk he flashed at you. "What will we do if you return home with ruined facial skin? Your father would have to pay a fortune to save it."
"Right," You stuttered, glancing down as you continued to pick the lettuce as a distraction. You couldn't stare at him any longer, it was getting really embarrassing.
Sungwoon seemed to be cool with it. He asked about your future aspirations and you shared it with him, listening to his dreams of becoming a singer and a small taste of his voice – he would be amazing when given proper training. Luckily you could offer him that if he came back home with you.
Sungwoon looked at you with sparkling eyes, and you knew it wasn't about the money-solves-everything attitude. His smile spoke volumes of how thankful he was to have his dream embraced by someone who had a musical ear.
Anyways, you'll make sure to keep seeing Sungwoon around, even if it means going farming way more often.
he compliments her on actually doing a good job and with your squeal of happiness, he even smiles. you find out that he wants to be a singer, he sings you a song while picking lettuce and you exchange names, knowing that something real good just started.
#sungwoon scenarios#wanna one scenarios#sungwoon#hotshot#the header shows how unsure I am#also spot the rust on my writing#I'm kidding it's pretty clear
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Sky Full Of Stars | 1
Pairing: Yoongi x Jimin
Word Count: 1,631
Genre & Warnings: Friends to lovers au, Angst, fluff, future smut, jealousy.
Summary: Yoongi and Jimin spend every night together on the rooftop, stargazing and talking about their day. Yoongi is forced to confront his feelings when Jimin brings someone else to their spot.
Notes: I just had this idea while I was watching a scene in my show and had to get it out. It’s short but the next chapter will be a little longer. I don’t anticipate this being very long. Maybe a total of 2-3 chapters.
Min Yoongi loves to complain.
Complaining about shit is the best. It gets everything off his chest and gives him plenty of conversation topics, which is a godsend for someone as socially anxious as him. If he ever wants to start a conversation or the one he’s already having is waning off, he’ll just pick a subject and complain to his heart's content to fill the void.
Park Jimin loves to gossip.
He knows everything there is to know about everyone, and if by some strange chance there is something he doesn’t know, he’s very quick to find out.
When their powers combine, it creates animated conversations that last for hours, and it’s their favorite part of the day.
After a long day of working their asses off, they grab a couple of beers and head up to the roof to stargaze as they share their stories for the day. Honestly, Yoongi didn’t even know half the people that Jimin gossiped about, but he considered listening a fair trade for letting him complain as he pleased, and Jimin always told the stories in a way that had Yoongi laughing until he couldn't breathe.
Today had been an especially hard day for Yoongi. Nothing had been going right. His lyrics weren’t coming together, Bang was pressuring him like crazy, the intern brought him a hazelnut latte instead of a plain americano, and to top it all off, he saw his costume for the next event they were going to have. It was pink with clouds. Pink with clouds. He would run away and sell gum on the street before he’d wear that shit. All that had gotten him through the day was the thought of going back to the dorms and relaxing with Jimin on the roof. He would rant for a whole half hour, he decided, then let Jimin tell him about who is sleeping with who as he pleased.
The only problem with this plan was the fact that he couldn’t find Jimin. He wasn’t answering his texts, he wasn’t in the practice room, and the only person in his room was Hoseok, who also claimed to not know where Jimin was. He was about to just give up and go to bed when he came across Seokjin coming home from the gym, sweaty and grabbing a water bottle from the fridge.
“Hey, Jin, you seen Jiminie?” Yoongi asked after waiting for him to guzzle down his water.
“Oh, he said he was going to be on the roof if I needed him for anything,” Seokjin answered after thinking for a moment.
Huh, that made things easier.
Yoongi smiled genuinely for the first time that day and ignored Jin’s teasing as he grabbed the beers to run up to Jimin.
“OH, Yoongi, wait!” Jin yelled after him, but Yoongi was too excited to stop and listen to whatever dumb thing Jin was about to tell him, so he just ran up the steps and ignored him.
When he reached the door, he swore he heard multiple voices, but maybe Jimin was watching some of those dumb youtube videos he likes. He peered out and saw that the lights were already on and everything was set up. They’d put those fancy fairy lights all over the place at Jimin’s insistence, and Yoongi had to admit that it added a nice touch. They usually turned them off when they got serious about actually looking at the stars, but they were nice while they were stumbling around drunk. Yoongi’s addition to the area was two comfy lounge chairs, a table to keep their drinks and set up music on, and a stash of comfy blankets.
When Yoongi walked closer, the big gummy smile that he’d had disappeared. He stared in disbelief as he slowly realized Jimin was not alone. There was someone in Yoongi’s chair, wrapped in Yoongi’s blanket, drinking Yoongi’s beer. He must have made some sort of noise because Jimin turned around, smiling when he saw it was Yoongi.
“Yoongi! You’re finally home! Come join us. You remember my friend Sungwoon, right?” Jimin chirped happily, waving for Yoongi to come closer.
“Friend” Sungwoon had his legs wrapped up with Jimin’s and an arm wrapped around his waist, pulling him close to his side.
“Ayyy, Yoongi, what’s up?” Sungwoon nodded and had the dopiest looking grin on his face. Yoongi jolted at the lack of respect from the little bastard. It was one thing for Jimin to leave out the honorifics, another for this brat sitting in Yoongi’s spot. Usually, he would have said something, but the utter rage that was threatening to consume him was confusing.
Yoongi simply turned around to leave.
“Hyung, where are you going?” Jimin’s confused and worried tone almost made him turn back around, the need to comfort Jimin nearly instinctual at this point.
Instead, he let the door close with a very satisfying crash behind him.
Yoongi stared up into the black void that was his ceiling from his bed. He hadn’t bothered to turn on the light when he rushed in here, just slammed and locked his door before throwing himself on the bed.
The thing was, Yoongi himself didn’t even understand why he was so upset. Sure, the fact that his relaxation time had been invaded by an outsider was a little annoying, but not enough to warrant the temper tantrum he was basically throwing. So what was wrong with him?
Yoongi cradled his arms behind his head and envisioned the scene again. It wasn’t so much a person being there that triggered his anger. It was the giggling with Jimin, wrapped up together like lovers on Yoongi’s chair. It was Jimin bringing someone to a place special to the two of them. Jimin with someone else besides Yoongi. Min Yoongi was fucking jealous, that’s what was wrong. Did he...like Jimin?
“Hyung?” Three tentative taps on his door signaled Jimin’s presence outside of it. “Yoongi? I’m sorry if I did something to upset you. Can you talk to me?”
The little rattle as Jimin tried to open the locked door sounded deafeningly loud in the silence. He could clearly picture the astounded expression on Jimin’s face as he stared down at the knob, shocked that Yoongi would lock him out. He’d never done that before, even though he had a room all to himself now.
“I’m sorry. I’ll leave you alone now. Goodnight, hyung.” Yoongi had to force himself to stay put and silent, despite the trembling voice on the other side of the door sounding damn near to tears.
He let out a long sigh as he listened to the footsteps fade away. He knew that no matter how shitty he felt, he shouldn’t be making Jimin cry, but he had nothing in him to comfort Jimin with. The inside of his head felt like an active volcano, dripping with red rage and showering him with emotions that he must have been burying deep enough that even he didn’t know they were there.
The more he thought about it though, the more it made sense. He’d always had a soft spot for Jimin, that much he’d known. But everything else began to make sense too. How he always sought out Jimin’s company before anyone else. How every song he wrote these days were made with Jimin’s voice in mind. And how the moment he saw Jimin wrapped up in the arms of another man, his first instinct had been to beat Sungwoon’s stupid face in for touching his Jimin.
Jimin wasn’t his though, that was the issue here. He had no right or place to be this upset. So, he would use tonight to mope to his little emo heart’s content, then apologize to Jimin tomorrow. Maybe he’d blame it on being tired or some bullshit.
“Yoongi, why is Jimin crying? He’s not saying anything, but I’m assuming something happened since his friend just left and he’s in his room sniffling.” Seokjin tried to open the door, only to be met with the lock as well. “Why is the door locked? What’s going on?”
“I don’t want to talk about it, hyung.” Yoongi snapped, hoping that Jin would leave it at that and go away.
“You can’t stay in there forever, you know.”
“I have a stash of Oreos and bottled coffee in here that says otherwise.”
There was blessed silence for a few moments, and Yoongi began to hope that Seokjin was giving up and would leave him in peace.
Instead, it sounded like Jin had moved his face closer to the door so he could whisper. “Yoongi, if this is about Jimin’s friend, you know he’s just a friend, right?”
Yoongi stared at the door in shock. Why would Jin say that? Did he know that Yoongi liked Jimin before Yoongi himself did? It sounded impossible, but he supposed if anyone would pick up on something like that, Kim Seokjin would.
“That’s super. I’m going to bed now, hyung. Long day tomorrow.”
Seokjin sighed, all of his frustration with Yoongi lacing the weary sound. “If you say so, Yoongi. Just remember that Jimin’s more sensitive than he likes to let on. Figure your shit out and let him know how you feel.” With that said, Jin walked away from the door, his footsteps sounding almost ominous in the nighttime silence.
Yoongi stared back up at the ceiling wondering how his life could have gone so wrong in such a short time. He was so confused and scared and any number of emotions that were tumbling around in his overheating brain. He only knew one thing.
Min Yoongi loves Park Jimin.
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Lai Guanlin!Harry Potter Au
Requested by @kw03 ! tysm for requesting
Request: Your Jinyoung and Sungwoon writings were amazing!! Could you write a Harry Potter AU for Guanlin? Like he's a Slytherin and the reader is a Ravenclaw or a Hufflepuff and they don't get along at first but eventually they start dating? 💕
I decided I would do proper writing for this one so um...sorry if it sucks LmAo
Warnings: swearing, teasing, pranks, I mean, as long you’re okay with cursing then you should be fine :’) idk this is semi angsty ig
Guanlin strode through the long corridors of Hogwarts, his robe billowing behind him. His rounded glasses were perched on his nose while he wore his small smirk on his lips, something that never seemed to go away. As he turned into the the Great Hall, at least fourteen girls let out an abnoxiously high pitched “cute” noise as they rose from their seats and crowded around him.
You, on the other hand, were peacefully enjoying your dinner, your nose stuffed inside a spell book while you used your wand to feed yourself. As soon as you heard the “cute” noise your head shot up, ready to scold whoever dared disturb you. Of course, the moment your eyes focused you were promptly trampled, falling over with your books flying everywhere. Luckily, one of your friends had used a levitation spell to keep the books afloat and stack them neatly again for you. Annoyed, you sent Guanlin a glare from your spot on the floor. You see, Guanlin and you had never gotten along after the two of you were paired as partners in your Defense Against The Dark Arts class. What happened was that Guanlin thought you guys could hold off all the work till last minute and pass, but you forced him to meet you in the library everyday until the project was done. Of course, having Guanlin there slowed your project, but with all the bullshit he was putting you through, you wanted him to suffer.
Since then, you two bickered constantly. He would purposely stand near you so his fanclubs would trample you. You would be extra strict on him as a prefect, not letting him get away with the simplest of things. Sometimes when he felt eXtRa he would spill ink on your papers, or send a raincloud to follow you all day. You would use your title as teacher’s pet to your advantage and get the teacher let you play a harmless little prank on him, like good friends would. So Guanlin would run into invisible doors, walls, and get poked out of no where all day long.
“Guanlin...” you growled, furrowing your eyebrows and making sure your pissed off look was received by him.
“whaaaattt?~” he teased, smirking. “they’re just excited to see me, it’s not like you’re hurt.” he and the girls chuckled, creating a very annoying sound. Of course, you did fall on your ankle, and yes, it felt like a bitch, but you weren’t about to tell him that. Taking your books, you angrily huffed and stomped out the Great Hall, trying not to cringe whenever your ankle hit against the ground. Guanlin just turned back to the crowd of girls, taking in the attention with a smile.
Seeing as the nurse was busy, and you didn’t have enough time to wait around for your next class, you hastily wrapped up your ankle and grabbed some crutches. Looking over her shoulder, the nurse told you to come back during dinner for proper treatment before turning back to an injured quidditch player.
Guanlin anxiously tapped his foot against the Defense Against The Dark Arts floor, staring at your wrapped up ankle and crutches a few seats ahead of his. Due to a new student, you were moved so the girl (per her demand) could sit next to Guanlin and cling onto his arm, pointing out how “scary” everything was every time the teacher mentioned a creature. Slightly annoyed, Guanlin chose to ignore the girl, narrowing his eyes at you. What kind of idiot wizard manages to hurt themselves? He rolled his eyes and sent the girl beside him a small smile, getting her to leave him alone for acouple minutes while he stared at the teacher.
You used your crutches as you struggled to get down the stairs, heading to the nurses instead of the Great Hall. Why’d my last class have to be in one of the towers? You whined inside your head, pouting to yourself. One of your fellow prefects stoped you as you were nearing the end, giggling softly at your distressed state.
“What happened to you?” She pointed to your ankle, grabbing onto your arm and leading you down the stairs.
“Ah, I was trampled.” A force smile appeared on your lips as you bitterly recalled the incident.
Shaking her head, the prefect got you to the nurses, waving you goodbye as she went back to patrolling the halls. The nurse was nice enough to have a meal set up for you by your cot. Thanking her, you ate while she carefully unwrapped your ankle and grimmiced at the bruising. You gripped the sheets tightly in your fists as she poked around, tsking at your poor health.
Hours later, you were layed down in a cot, withering in pain. A bottle of Skele-Grow was placed on the desk beside you, causing you pain. Under nurses orders, you were spending the night in the infirmary, growing back your apparently broken ankle. Of course you had stacks of books next to you, since you figured you weren’t going to get any sleep anyways, you might as well study. It was around 3AM, the large grandfather clock read, when you fell asleep, face planted in a book.
The next morning you woke up to a bucket of water being poured over your face, Guanlin and the girl from class standing over you and smirking.
“Bitch, the fuck do you want?” You grumbled sleepily, rubbing your forehead, feeling your headache come on hard.
“Nothing, just making sure you’re not dead. I need you there for our Defense Against The Dark Arts presentation.” Guanlin smiled, wrapping his arm around the girl before they walked off, the girl giggling about some bullshit.
What a great way to start your morning! Standing and taking very creaky kangaroo steps, you made your way to the bathroom and cleaned yourself up. With a small smile, you thanked the nurse as you left the infirmary, stretching while your books followed behind you. A breakfast was already set out for you by a fellow Ravenclaw when you arrived in the Great Hall. You had never seen this boy before, but his smile made you mega uwu, so you just went for it. Later, you learned his name was Lee Daehwi and that he had been out studying muggles in america. Eventually, you and Daehwi became close in a short amount of time. It seemed the two of you shared many classes together, so you guys talked while you walked through the halls and partnered up in classes, giggling at the simplest of things together.
As the week progressed, you got closer with Daehwi and Guanlin started hanging out with his girlfriend more and more often, leaving you alone. At first his absence bothered you, after all, he did make things interesting. That didn’t stop him from being a bully in gym though.
Gym was the only time when you could interact with Guanlin. Not only did he guard his girlfriend like she was some sort of precious diamond (which she insisted on) but anyone who tried to get her out of games. Dodgeball? Try throwing a ball in her direction and see what happens. Or be Y/N, in which case, you’re going to get wrecked by balls anyways. Daehwi, being the good friend he was, would try to protect you, but he was to small and weak, ending up getting out himself and pouting.
“YaaAH! I can’t pick up the ball, my nails will be in danger!” Guanlin’s girlfriend pouted “cutely” and looked at her ridiculously long nails. Guanling just sighed and went back to guarding her, throwing the dodge balls quite harshly at the opposing team, getting the majority out in record time. Daehwi, who had gotten out early on because he tripped over a ball and proceeded to fall over onto the other team’s side, cheered you on while you tried your best to fight back against Guanlin’s team.
Guanlin smirked, raising his arm to throw the ball. He saw you, distracted while aiming for one of his team mates and decided to take his chance. He hit you in the ribs, causing you to fall over backwards and get the breath knocked out of you. On top of that, you had managed to fall on your ankle that was still healing in a weird way :).
“Wooooo!!! Way to go oppa!” Guanlin’s girlfriend cheered, taking delight in the fact that you had just been hit with a dodgeball so hard that you had fallen over. Daehwi, taking notice of the fact that it’s been 20 seconds and you still haven’t gotten up, rushed over to you, crouching down and trying to figure out what was wrong.
Guanlin sent a smirk towards the crowd of girls eagerly watching him before turning over to you, expecting a harsh glare. What he didn’t expect was you to be... whimpering? on the ground with Daehwi next to you while you desperately tried to blink back tears. He sighed, running his fingers through his hair before he jogged over to you, trying to keep his calm while he felt major regret on the inside.
Keeping his cool guy facade, he rolled his eyes before picking you up in his arms, gently pushing Daehwi aside. He huffed and blew his bangs out of his eyes before plastering on an annoyed face and walking out the gym with you in his arms, sight blurred from the tears welling up in your eyes. You felt comfortable though, and allowed yourself to be carried.
A gentle hand dabbed at your eyes while you blinked, sat on the counter of the medical supply closet.
“The nurse was going to kill me if she saw that I injured you again.” Guanlin mumbled while your vision cleared. Seeing the boy in front of you, you gasped and jumped back, hitting your ankle on a cabinet and letting out a string of curses.
“Chill.” He pushed his bangs out of his face and inspected your ankle, grabbing some stuff from the cabinet above you.
“Daehwi could’ve taken me...” You grumbled, crossing your arms and pouting.
“No offense, but that kid looks like he could barely lift anything more than 50 pounds.” Guanlin looked at you, “how’s your ankle?”
“Would be better if you didn’t smash me with a dodgeball.” You fired back, furrowing your eyebrows.
“Don’t do that, it’s disgustingly cute.” He smoothed out your eyebrows and messed up your pout.
You hissed while he wrapped your ankle, gripping the counter tightly.
“I’m sorry, does it hurt?” He worriedly looked up at you, stopping and gently holding your ankle.
“Whatever, hurry up and stop acting like you care.” You tapped his side with your healthy foot and scowled.
The next minutes were filled with your hissing while Guanlin attempted to wrap your ankle as gently as possible. Once he was finished he shot you a bright smile while happily chirping, “All done!”
Wait what-
Where’d Guanlin go and who is this?
You tilted your head curiously at him while he put away the supplies he had taken out and smiled some more.
“I’m sorry Y/N!” He bowed and helped you off the counter, making sure to keep your weight on him instead of your ankle. You, being the angsty protagonist, pushed him off and hobbled off on your one foot.
“Don’t start suddenly acting all nice and like you care, Guanlin. Go back to your girlfriend and fan club.” You scoffed and left him, using a random mop that was left in the hall as a cane while you went to the Ravenclaw dorms to grab your crutches.
Guanlin watched as you left, sighing and running a hand through his hair. I’ve really done it....
The next morning you heard hushed whispers everywhere, Guanlin’s name popping up in every corner. You headed into the Great Hall for your breakfast, sitting down next to Daehwi. Anxiously, you looked around for Guanlin, hoping your food wasn’t going to have frogs in it or something. However, you were surprised to find that the tall boy was nowhere in sight. This left you wondering, and you spent the entire breakfast trying to figure out where he had gone.
“Hey, Y/N!!!” A fellow prefect called out, waving at you. “Did you hear? Guanlin is single again!” She giggled while jumping up and down, clearly hopeful that she’d get a chance to date him next.
“Oh, maybe that’s why he didn’t show up at breakfast, must be mulling over his loss or something.” You deadpanned, staring into blank space.
“no, I heard he’s been sitting on the roof or something all day. no one can figure out why though.” she shrugged, adjusting her robes. “You should go make sure he’s not breaking any rules, I’m afraid of heights soooo...” she let out another giggle before skipping off.
Sighing, you trudged up the stairs and winced every time your foot had pressure applied onto it. After making it up there you put on a scowl and sat next to the tall boy on a bench.
“You better have a good excuse loverboy, I just had to go up all those stairs and thanks to a certain someone my ankle isn’t fully healed and hurt all the way up.” Grumbling, you inspected your ankle to make sure it hadn’t been further damaged.
“Sorry, I wasn’t thinking straight.” he sighed, facing you. “You know, I broke up with Soojung this morning.”
“That’s her name? Can’t figure out how I never knew that. Anyways, why?” You looked up at him, tilting your head curiously.
“I was wondering if...maybe you’d give me a chance?” He smiled softly and held your tiny hands in between his to protect them from the cold breeze that swept over the roof. “I guess I’ve just never been good at figuring out feelings, let alone expressing them.” Guanlin smiled sheepishly. “Sorry.”
Meanwhile you were s h o o k. After a few moments of silence while you thought things over, you smiled up at him and let out a small laugh. “I’ll give you a date, if that makes you happy. One rule though, you have to start being a good student.”
You let out whines, protesting the current situation. You see, you and Guanlin had gone out on your date, hecc you’ve gone out on about 28 at this point. Your ankle never really healed though, in fact you just kept injuring it doing stupid things with Guanlin. Recently, you’d accidentally tripped over some random herb in your potions class and twisted your ankle. So now, Guanlin insisted on piggy backing you everywhere, insisting that you’d a) have a better view and b) be less prone to hurting you ankle again.
After settling down, you rested your chin on his shoulder, smiling. “You know, you’re not so bad after all. Not bad at all for a Slytherin.” You grinned.
“You’re not all that bad for a Ravenclaw either, I think you might like me better than your stack of books now.” He teased, pinching your nose.
“Definitely.”
K this is rlly bad qwq. You ever have really good plans for something but they end up going wonky and you just spend forever writing something you’re not satisfied with and feel like you’re just giving out trash? Yeah that’s pretty much what happened here. I apologize to anyone who put themselves through this tourture and waste of time :’). This was my first time experimenting with actual writing instead of bullets sooooo... yeah.
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mafia!Minhyun
Requested: anon asked: Can I request a angst and fluff Wanna One's Hwang Minhyun mafia au scenario?? Thanksss❤❤❤❤❤
Pairing: Wanna One/Nu’est Minhyun x Reader
Genre: mafia!au
Warnings: violence, blood, mentions of alcohol
I structured this slightly differently than usual. I think it turned out alright but feel free to say if it is rubbish lol
The first time you saw him was at work
You were behind the bar serving customers when a group of people walked in, heading straight for the VIP section
The eyes of everyone in the club glanced towards them, some wary, some quick obviously checking them out
It was a group of ten, some you knew and some you had never seen before
You recognised Jisung, Woojin, Sungwoon and Seungwoo
It would be kind of embarrassing to not recognise your bosses after all
The club you worked at was theirs, or rather, the mafia’s; the one they were the top dogs of
Five of the other guys were much older and the exact image of what one thinks when they hear “korean mob”
It was the last guy that stood out to you though
He was sticking by Jisung’s side instead of walking with the other ‘guests’
And he was much younger and much more handsome than the five older guys
For a second you think that he might be a new recruit, but you know that if he was there was no way he would be included in the important business you knew would be taking place
You catch Sungwoon’s eye, who winks at you in greeting before discreetly signalling to you to serve them
Pushing the thoughts of the new guy to the back of your mind, you focus on your job, grabbing eight crystal glasses and the finest whiskey, nodding for a coworker to take over before walking down the short hall to the private room
Knocking on the door, you hear Jisung say “come in”
Walking in, you immediately get down to work pouring everyone drinks before going to stand quietly in the corner
Now, it may seem like a boring job and that you are simply there to serve, but the truth is, that isn’t your full job
You see, you are an informant
You get information from the people you serve and pass on that which you deem important to the others in the 101 mafia
It wasn’t what you had intended on doing
A year ago you were a normal psychology major in college; with exams, friends, crushes and so on
But then your younger brother became ill; very ill
The poor thing was only six years old when he was hospitalised, never straying far from the paediatrics ward
Eventually you had to drop out of college, any money you family had went towards the hospital bills
You had decided to get a job or two; which led you to the bar
There was an open position as bartender, which you had managed to get as a part time job
At first you were simply that, a bartender
It was Chungha, a member of IOI, a subgroup of 101 that deals with their casinos that noticed your potential
Long story short, you quit your other part time jobs in order to become a member of 101, earning more from it than you were from rushing around working a million little jobs at once
Which brought you to where you were now, in the corner of the room, keeping an eye on the guests
Because another part of your job was to keep close watch on people 101 brought in for business
You would be able to watch for any signs of lying or nervousness without it being suspicious, considering you were just a server to them, to be neither seen nor heard except for when you were pouring their drinks
Wanna One were the Arms division of the 101, dealing with weapons and combat
And currently you were watching them attempt to make some sort of trade with the five guys
Everything is going swell, and your eyes keep drifting from the men to the handsome form of the other stranger seated between Woojin and Seongwoo
He looks comfortable with the Wanna One members, not tense at all which makes you think that he has known them for a while, and is definitely not new
Taking your eyes of the mystery man, you look back at the other five just in time
The whole group’s pretending to laugh, and it looks like the whole deal is going well
But you manage to catch one of the guests slowly reach for something behind his back
You catch a glimpse of a silencer on a pistol, and you quickly drop a glass on the floor, the signal that there is trouble
The boys immediately jump into action and a fight breaks out, glasses get shattered; punches are thrown; legs are kicked
One of the guys spots you in the corner and heads over to you and tries to grab you
Before he manages to touch you, you manage to disorient him by hitting him over the head with your metal tray
He quickly recovers however, and you are starting to wish you took up Daniel’s offer of self defence training when the man looks at you with a snarl, and you take a couple of steps back, closing your eyes as he reaches into his jacket and pulls out a small revolver, aiming it straight at your heart
His trigger fingers twitches and a shot rings out
You open your eyes when you don’t feel any pain though, immediately seeing why
In front of you stands the mystery man, holding his side, blood starting to seep through his fingers
He slowly sinks to the floor as the shooter is quickly dispatched by Woojin, and you kneel by his side, pulling off your over shirt and pressing it to the wound, talking to him to keep him awake
Through gasping breaths, he manages to say “You’re alright?” and you scoff slightly at him worrying about you, but still you answer
His fox like eyes scan your body, and seemingly satisfied that you were telling the truth and are unhurt, he starts to lose consciousness
The other guys quickly surround him, Seongwoo and Woojin picking him up
You watch as they take him out, and pretty soon you are alone in the room with Sungwoon
Looking around the room, you take notice of the mess
The couches and tables are upturned, glasses shattered, five bodies lay on the floor and here and there blood pools are staining the carpet
Upon seeing the blood, you look down at your own body, seeing the mystery man’s own blood covering your hands and torso
Slowly, people start filtering into the room, dragging out the bodies and starting the clean up process
Sungwoon comes up behind you, placing a comforting hand on your shoulder
“Minhyun will be okay. It’s not the first time he’s been shot. And I’m sorry you got so involved. This was meant to be a quick and easy trade.”
Nodding, you smile at him, assuring him you’re fine
But you make a mental note of the man’s name
Minhyun
~
The second time you see him is at the hospital
That morning you had met up with friend and fellow 101 member Jaehwan for breakfast, during which he had told you all about Minhyun
You had found out that the man had been in Japan with the a small sub group of 101, Nu’est, who were basically 101′s ambassadors in Japan
He had been there for a year, having left just before you had joined, which explained why you hadn’t seen him before
Jaehwan had also told you the hospital and room number that he was being kept in, before he saw you off while wiggling his eyebrows
Which brought you to where you were now, standing in front of Minhyun’s hospital room with a bouquet in one hand, the other in the air, poised to knock on the door as you hesitate
You go ahead and knock though, and the next thing you know you are standing at his bedside, Minhyun looking at you with a small smile on his face as you stand there awkwardly
Holding out the flowers, you say "I got these for you. As a sorry you got shot for me but thank you for not letting me get shot"
Minhyun let's out a small laugh, going to sit up but immediately starts holding his side, groaning in pain
Dropping the flowers onto the chair beside you, you immediately go to help him, allowing his to use you as a support as you prop up the pillows behind him
"Thanks y/n," he says, causing your eyes to widen slightly
"You know my name?"
" Mmm-hmm. The guys have told me about you. They insist that you make the best martinis and tell the best gossip" he says, a small grin on his face
"Well then, when you get out, drinks are on me then. It's the least I can do after all"
Obviously Minhyun notices the guilty look in your eyes, as he takes your hand and gently pulls you to sit on the bed beside him
"I chose to do what I did, and I would do it all over again if need be. You have no reason to blame yourself"
He looks straight into your eyes as he says this, and you can see the sincerity in his words and that he really doesn't blame you even the slightest bit
Nodding, you to go stand up but Minhyun doesn't let you move
"If you are still feeling guilty though, you can make up for it by spilling the tea on what the boys got up too while I was away, because I doubt they told me everything"
For the next few hours you chat with Minhyun
At some point you and up sitting cross legged on his bed across from each other, legs tucked under the blanket to stave off the chill of the hospital room, only moving when nurses come in to change his dressings or top up his medication, shyly averting your eyes when you catch a glimpse of his bare torso
You even end up eating lunch with him, one of the nurses kindly bringing you food as well as him
She does call you his significant other, but other than blushing you and Minhyun don't say a word to contradict her for fear of you being thrown out
It's the early afternoon when more people come to visit
Jaehwan walks in the room, followed by Jinyoung and Daehwi
You can bet on them making fun of the fact that the nurse thinks you're together despite the fact that you have only just met each other
And they are most definitely going to tell everybody back at hq about it too
And so you take them arriving as your cue to leave, among excuses about how you have to get ready for work
You don't leave without Minhyuns phone number though
~
The tenth time you see him it is pouring with rain
You are walking home after having visited your brother, who is thankfully started to look much better, the doctor saying that things are taking a turn for the better
And so despite being soaked through and looking like a drowned rat, you can't help but be in high spirits
You good mood is quickly pressed down when a car slowly rolls alongside you, with the body and windows a matching black
Despite it being the usual time for rush hour, the streets are basically empty thanks to the downpour
Your minds immediately jumps to conclusions, and you are about to make a run for it, not feeling like getting kidnapped or killed, when the passenger side window rolls down and a familiar face comes into view
"Get in loser, we're going shopping!" an unfamiliar voice shouts before you can say anything, and Minhyun simply grins, motioning to the back seat
Smiling, you open the car door and climb in, grimacing at the amount of water you bring in with you
"Y/n, this is Minki. Sorry about him. We were passing by when I saw you and thought you might want a ride, " Minhyun tells you
"I appreciate it. And nice to meet you Minki"
Minki merely smiles at you before concentrating on the set road
You end up going back to their apartment with them after Minhyun invites you to join them for dinner
The minutes later you are sitting on Minhyuns bed with a towel round your shoulders, watching his back as he searches through his closet to find some dry clothes for you to change into
Through the t-shirt he is wearing, you can see the shape of his bandages and before you can stop yourself you're asking "Does it still hurt?"
Minhyun turns to look at you before walking over and sitting down besides you
"Only when I move or stretch too much. Otherwise I can hardly feel it," he reassures you, patting your hand
For a moment the two of you just stare into each others eyes
It is only when Minki hangs on the door, shouting that the food has arrived that you jump apart
Minhyun stands up, rubbing the back of his neck and with his ears blowing red, he tells you to change and quickly leaves the room, leaving you and your blushing cheeks alone in private
That evening sees you and Minhyun curled up on the sofa watching the tv, Minki in the armchair discreetly taking photos of the two of you for use as blackmail
When you try to help clean up the mess from dinner, Minhyun refused to let you lift a finger, and Minki tells you to "leave him be, he enjoys it believe it or not. Something I do like about having him as a roommate."
And when you try to leave to head home, Minhyun is adamant that you just stay the night instead, going on about how you all know better than anyone the dangers lurking in the dark
You and Minhyun argue for a while, him not wanting the guest to take the couch and you insisting that the man with an injury take bed
Minki ends up shoving you both into the bedroom, before heading into his own, slamming the door while shouting "just share! It's not like you bed is small after all"
~
The eleventh time you see him, sun is filtering through the curtains
It's golden hues illuminate his peaceful face, his soft dark hair falling across his forehead
He is lying on his back, his right arm bent across his chest, his left stretching across the bed towards you
You smile at the sight, staying still, wanting this moment to last a little longer before you slowly make your way out of bed
You have a quick shower and change into your own now dry clothes
When you walk out of the bathroom, you see Minhyun roll onto his side to look at you, a sleepy smile on his face
"Good morning sleepyhead," you says
"Mornin'"
"Fancy getting some breakfast?"
"Wait ten minutes? "
"Not a second more"
~
The fiftieth time you see him, your ears are ringing
Your sight is blurry and you can feel yourself drifting off into unconsciousness
You can't move your arm properly, and it hurts to breath even the most shallow of breaths
You can just about see the friendly faces surrounding you and you weakly smile as your faintly hear Minhyun calling your name
"Thank you.." You say, before everything turns black
~
The fifty first time you see him you are sat with your little brother
A deck of cards is spread across the small table over your lap, a game of solitaire halfway completed
Your door slowly slides open and a face peeks in, lighting up upon seeing you awake
A bright grins spreads across your face, quickly dropping as your split lip tainted
Your brother looks upon the intruder with curiosity as they move closer, placing some flowers on your bedside table before joining the two of you on your bed and taking the hand that isn't in a sling
"Who are you?" Your brother asks with a childish curiosity
"This is Minhyun, my boyfriend," you answer, smiling as the man in question places a kiss on your forehead
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ong seongwoo | fighting and making up
~ requested by anon, gif isn’t mine so credits to the owner
words: 2316 | genre: a little angsty, fluff
Seongwoo was tired when he got out of practice. Getting ready for a comeback was never easy, although pretty fun. Their newest choreography was their best one yet, and he was proud to have participated in making a few steps. But today had been difficult. He had barely slept the night before for some reason, probably because he was too anxious, so he kept getting the moves wrong during practice. And because all the members were exhausted, some tensions arised, and they decided to cut it short. That's how they got to get home early, for once.
But Seongwoo was still very upset as he entered their place, and walked straight to his room, ignoring the calls of Daniel, who was clearly worried about his friend. The brunette was so frustrated with himself, the only thing that he wanted to do was to sleep it off for hours. As he laid on his bed, got under his blanket and closed his eyes for a few seconds, he heard someone calling him. He was exhausted but could still recognise Daehwi's voice. He didn't move though, his body wasn't even reacting. So he wasn't surprised when the younger member knocked on his door and opened the door, a bit scared to bother Seongwoo.
"Hyung, Y/N called, she'll be there in a few minutes with food for all of us. Jisung hyung sent me to get you, so we can all eat together."
"I don't feel like it Daehwi, tell the others I'll just be sleeping, yeah?" answered Seongwoo, too tired to lift his head, but still sending a soft smile to his friend.
"Are you sure? I think she might be coming to see you especially though.." said Daehwi, pouting. Y/N was a good friend of all the boys, but it had always been obvious she had a soft spot for Seongwoo. To which extend, they were all wondering. So the youngest thought she might be a little disappointed to not see her friend tonight.
"I'm sure she'll understand. I'm too tired Daehwi, I can't even walk out of the bed, I just need to rest."
"Is that all? You don't look just tired, but also upset and kind of sad? Frustrated? Do you want to talk about it hyung? You know we're always here?" whispered Daehwi, so that the others won't hear him. It made Seongwoo smile weakly, but he couldn't meet the younger's eyes. It was true he wasn't just sad, but he didn't want his friend to worry about him. He had enough to deal with on his own.
"Daehwi-ah, I'm fine, I really am. Just exhausted, so I just need to sleep it off and tomorrow will be a better day so please, don't worry about me? Tell the boys and Y/N I'm okay. And I don't really want to be bothered.. please?" pleaded Seongwoo. He never really liked to share his burden with anyone. It was his own problem to deal with.
Daehwi understood and nodded, closing the door on his way to the living room. Seongwoo let out a sigh of relief, not feeling like talking at all. He closed his eyes again and felt himself drift off, finally feeling at peace.
It was a few minutes later though, that he heard the door open and close, and someone sit by his side. He recognised your presence in a heartbeat, and he almost felt happy to have you here for a moment. But as he had told his friend, he wasn't in a great mood to talk. And you were definitely here to talk.
"Seongwoo? I know you're not sleeping.. the boys told me you weren't feeling so great so I wanted to check on you.." you told him, your hand slowly reaching his shoulder to smooth him a little.
He sighed once again, and opened his eyes, looking at you. You were usually at ease with him, but his gaze was so intense and void of any emotions that a chill ran down your spine. You didn't feel that great, like this conversation wasn't going to end well and you almost regretted getting in his bedroom in the first place. But you were worried about him, a lot. He had been so tired lately, he hadn't sent any messages like he'd usually do to reassure you.
"Please, leave Y/N. I know what you want, and I'm too tired for this." said Seongwoo, his voice barely audible.
"I'm not here to bother you, I just... I'm worried about you. With all the comeback preparations, you must be under a lot of pressure. The boys said you helped choreograph and that you haven't been sleeping properly for days and I'm just.. Seongwoo, I'm just worried about you."
"Well don't be. I'm fine, alright? It's no big deal. I've been through a survival show, a debut and two comebacks already and guess what? I'm still alive. So please, just leave." his voice was stronger, and his words sounded so harsh to you. It hurt you, but it was so hard to let go of this conversation when you knew how affected your friend, if you could call him like that, was by all this.
"Seongwoo, please. I'm sure just talking about it, letting it out will help you feel better and get a good night of sleep. I get it if I'm not the person you'd rather turn to but the boys.. they worry as well. Daniel especially, so please talk to any of us. You need to learn how to share your burden with the people around you." you whispered, as you sat closer him, your hand caressing his skin. But you could tell your friend was truly pissed off as he pushed your hand away and got up, putting some more distance between you.
"I said leave, Y/N. What don't you understand? I don't want to talk and you're right, you're not the person I'd turn to for this anwyay. You woulnd't understand as you're not even in this world! Just leave me alone already, I just want to sleep for goddamn sake!" he shouted, a little louder than he had intended to. Your heart broke, and he saw your face fall. He felt bad for shouting that way, especially since he knew you only wanted him to feel good. But with the state he was in, he couldn't care less at the moment.
And you got that, as you looked at his cold face. You got up as soon as you felt tears coming up, and left the room without turning back. You knew it was a bad idea from the start, but you cared so much about him that knowing he wasn't feeling was killing you. You just wanted him to share his problems with someone, wehther it'd be you or the rest of the members.
You felt all of their worried looks as soon as you entered the living room. You didn't want to talk about it, even though they had probably heard Seongwoo yell. Sungwoon, one of your closest friends, was angry and was about to share his mind with the brunette.
"Don't. He's not feeling well, let him sleep and he'll be just fine tomorrow. I'll go for now, I shouldn't have come in the first place. I should have asked about your day before intruding in your life, again. I'm sorry guys, see you soon." you told them, your voice about to break. They all began talking at the same time, trying to make you stay and cheer you up, but you weren't having any of it. You took all of your stuff and left, feeling a bit hopeless.
It was only two days later that you received a text from him, asking if you could meet up at a coffee near your place later at night, when people wouldn't recognise him. You were still upset, but more with yourself than with Seongwoo and the way he had talked to you that night. You had been in the wrong, entering his room in the first place and trying to get him to talk when he just wanted to be left alone. You hadn't thought about how he would feel and the situation had turned bad mostly because of that. Even though he had his wrongs as well.
And he was pretty aware of it. Daniel had talked to him the morning after your fight, saying that just because he was tired wasn't a reason to shout at someone who only cared about his wellbeing. And Seongwoo knew that. He knew how much you care, as he cares just as much for you. You two had quite a special bond, relationship. You had clicked immediately, spending a lot more time together than you do with the rest of the boys. It was somewhat difficult to trust people and make friends once in the industry, but he had been able to count on you on so many occasions, he knew you only wanted the best for him. And he was truly grateful for that. He was grateful for you, and your relationship that was sometimes hard to define, as you both had never tried to hide the beginning of romance feelings for each other.
Seongwoo really wanted to make up with you after being such a dick. At ten pm, he saw you walking towards the coffee shop he was sitting in. You looked beautiful, and the thought of spending time with you made him smile. He's missed you a lot, and didn't like it when you two fought.
The coffee shop was pretty much empty, as you live in a calm area. You entered the place feeling a bit nervous. But all of that went away the moment you saw him, smiling at you. You walked to the table, and sat right in front of him. He didn't leave you time to take off your coat, and grabbed your hand immediately.
"Hey, I missed you Y/N." he said, his voice softer than the last time you had spoken. "I missed you too Seongwoo, a lot." you answered. It was hard to resist a smile. You felt comfortable.
"I'm sorry for making you come here so late in the week.. I just needed to apologise, and I didn't want to send a lame text. I had to meet you... I was such a dick to you, I didn't mean to. I know it's not an excuse and I was so tired and pissed off because of the practice we had that day that I just didn't feel like talking at all. I wasn't expecting you to try to get to me and I just lost it. You didn't deserve any of that. I know you only care about me, and thank you for that. I might be bad at showing it, but I'm so glad you're by my side, Y/N. Trust me on that." he finally took a breath at the end of his apology, and you felt your entire being melt. He was the cutest for sure, and you just wanted to give him a hug.
"Your words hurt but it's not like that I didn't see it coming. I should have known to stay at my place. If you didn't want to talk, then I should have respected that. We were both in the wrong, Seongwoo. So let's just forget about that, and order some drinks. We have to catch up, two days felt too long."
You ended up talking for an hour, and only stopped because it was getting late and you still had to walk home. Seongwoo offered to come by, and you couldn't turn him down. It felt so great to spend some time with him. As you two were walking side by side, you felt his hand gently grabbing yours. You looked up at him, surprised. You had held hands before, but in private, not in the street. Well, not like anyone could see you at this time but still. You stopped in your tracks, looking at him, your eyes asking questions as your found his. He only smiled, and interlocked your fingers.
"I told you, I missed you. It's been too long since I held you like that." he whispered, getting closer to you. He kissed your temple, making you shiver. He had never tried hiding his growing feelings for you, but it still took you by surprise every time he was this affectionate.
"I don't like it when we fight, when I hurt you. But I know it always happens because I keep everything to myself and make you worry about me. Let's change that.. I'm not the best at confessing feelings, but I'd like to talk to you about stuff I'm going through, from time to time, if you're willing to listen.." he admitted, as you placed your free hand on his cheek, stroking it slowly.
"I would love to Seongwoo. You can always trust me." you whispered back. And it was right, he could always trust you. He had found a friend in you, but a confident as well and, he hoped, a lover. His contract with his agency was making it impossible for you two to be anything more than friends at the moment, but he hoped to be able to call you his soon. For now, since there was on one in the street, he felt free to act on his feelings for once. He reduced the distance between the two of you, and placed his lips against your soft ones. Making up had never felt so good, to the both of you. You felt the happiest when you're with him. And he knew, as he kept kissing you tenderly, that he had it real bad for you.
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