#boynextdoor jaehyun

[kaiyunsim]

nice guy —

pairing : best friend!jaehyun x gn!reader

summary : when you tell jaehyun you like someone, of course he wants to help as your best friend. the thing is… he likes you too.

warnings : angst !! some fluff.

a/n : this makes me realize i write for jaehyun a lot

[19.99 masterlist]

— wc : 4.5k — not proof read —

jaehyun has always been there.

he’s the friend who waits for you when you’re running late, even when he could’ve left ten minutes ago. the one who texts, let me know when you get home, when you’re out late, even though you never do. he still asks every time.

he knows your coffee order by heart. picks up your favorite snack without you having to say a word. when you’re cold, he drapes his jacket over your shoulders like it’s second nature.

and maybe, in a way, it is.

jaehyun has always been there, and you’ve never really questioned why. you don’t think about how he always seems to notice when you’re tired, how he never complains when you drag him along on errands or beg him to help you with schoolwork last minute. you don’t wonder why he never says no.

you just assume that it’s just how jaehyun is.

so when he’s listening to you ramble about lee sohee, it doesn’t cross your mind that maybe he doesn’t want to hear it.

“sohee looked so good today,” you sigh, flopping onto his bed. jaehyun is sitting at his desk, flipping through a textbook, but you know he isn’t really reading it. he always says he can study with you around, but that’s a lie, isn’t it? “like, unfairly good.”

jaehyun hums, but it’s noncommittal, like he’s waiting for you to continue. so you do.

“i think we had a moment, too. we locked eyes across the room, and he smiled at me. well, he was probably just smiling in general, but it felt like it was at me, you know?”

jaehyun flips a page, gaze still on the book in front of him. “maybe,” he says.

“ugh, you don’t get it.” you groan, rolling onto your stomach. “he’s just so. i don’t know. he’s so cool, but not in an unapproachable way? like, confident. effortless. he makes my heart race, and i feel like such an idiot around him.”

jaehyun’s hands tighten around the textbook. it’s subtle. so subtle you don’t notice.

“you’re not an idiot,” he says.

“you have to say that. you’re my best friend.” you nudge his knee with yours, grinning. “but anyway, what do i do? how do i make a move without making it obvious that i’m, like, completely into him?”

jaehyun finally looks up, meeting your gaze. for a second, you think you see something in his eyes. something quiet, something hesitant.

but then he smiles, and it’s gone.

“just be yourself,” he says, like it’s the easiest thing in the world.

you groan again, dramatic. “you’re so unhelpful.”

jaehyun laughs. it’s quiet, almost fond. “sorry.”

you huff, rolling onto your back again. “ugh, whatever. i just hope he notices me.”

jaehyun doesn’t say anything to that. doesn’t say, i notice you. doesn’t say, i’ve been noticing you.

he just turns the page of his textbook, gaze flickering back down, and pretends like this conversation doesn’t hurt.

—

the next day, you’re standing outside the lecture hall, waiting for class to start, when you spot sohee across the courtyard.

you freeze for a second, suddenly hyperaware of how you look. is your hair okay? do you seem too eager? too casual?

sohee is talking to some friends, laughing at something one of them said. and then, as if he can feel you staring, he looks over.

and he smiles.

it’s not anything dramatic. just a quick, easy curve of his lips, but it makes your heart stutter anyway.

you don’t even realize you’re grinning back until he gives you a small nod before turning back to his conversation.

you exhale sharply. okay. that was something, right?

you’re about to text jaehyun about it when you hear a familiar voice behind you.

“you look weird,” jaehyun says, amused. “what’s up?”

you roll your eyes but don’t deny it. “sohee just smiled at me.”

jaehyun doesn’t react right away, but then he tilts his head, pretending to be impressed. “wow. smiling? revolutionary.”

“shut up,” you grumble, but you’re still smiling. “it felt like a moment.”

“hmm.” jaehyun crosses his arms, leaning against the wall beside you. “or maybe he was just being polite.”

you swat his arm. “why do you hate love?”

jaehyun snorts. “i don’t. i’m just saying, you might be overthinking it.”

“or maybe you just don’t understand romance.” you nudge him with your elbow. “when’s the last time you even liked someone?”

jaehyun looks away for a second, like he’s thinking.

but you don’t notice the way his fingers twitch, the way he inhales slightly like he’s about to say something before stopping himself.

“dunno,” he finally says, shrugging.

“see? you have no right to judge me.” you cross your arms, triumphant. “i’m gonna make him fall for me.”

jaehyun smiles, but it doesn’t quite reach his eyes. “yeah?”

“yeah.” you nod firmly.

and jaehyun doesn’t say anything else.

the thing about jaehyun is that he always notices the small things.

like how you get nervous whenever sohee is around, fidgeting with your sleeves or fixing your hair. how your mood instantly lifts when sohee acknowledges you, even in the smallest ways.

how you never seem to notice when he’s the one looking at you.

he wonders, sometimes, if you’d ever realize. if it would ever occur to you to ask why he’s always there, why he always drops whatever he’s doing just to be around you.

probably not.

jaehyun exhales, tilting his head back against the couch.

he should stop hoping.

a few days later, you’re in jaehyun’s room again, scrolling through your phone while he’s half-heartedly working on an assignment.

“sohee’s been liking my posts more,” you say casually, but there’s an unmistakable excitement in your voice.

jaehyun glances at you. “and?”

“and maybe that means something.”

“or maybe he’s just tapping buttons.”

you throw a pillow at him. “why are you like this?”

jaehyun laughs, catching it. “fine. maybe he’s secretly in love with you and just waiting for the right moment to confess.”

“exactly.” you grin.

but for some reason, the thought stings a little less when you’re sitting next to him like this, feet nudging against his under the blanket, like you always do.

you don’t realize when it happens, but jaehyun starts answering your texts a little slower.

he doesn’t show up outside your class as often. doesn’t immediately agree when you ask him to hang out.

and you don’t think much of it. until one day, when you’re excitedly telling him about a conversation you had with sohee, and he just nods, looking distracted.

you frown. “are you even listening?”

jaehyun blinks, then shakes his head slightly. “yeah. sorry. you were saying…?”

“never mind.” you hesitate. “is something wrong?”

jaehyun smiles, but it’s not the usual one. the bright, easy grin you’re used to. this one feels… tired.

“nah. just thinking.”

you stare at him for a second, but he doesn’t elaborate.

and you don’t push.

that night, jaehyun lies in bed, staring at the ceiling.

he knows he can’t keep doing this.

and for the first time, he wonders if maybe… it’s time to step back.

—

jaehyun picks up on the first ring.

“hey,” he says, voice thick with sleep.

you wince, glancing at the time, 2:14 a.m. “were you asleep?”

there’s a rustling sound, like he’s shifting in bed. “nah,” he lies. “what’s up?”

you hesitate. you know he was sleeping, know you should probably just deal with this on your own, but—

“i need your help,” you admit, dropping your head onto your desk. “my essay’s due tomorrow, and i haven’t even started, and i have no idea what i’m doing.”

jaehyun sighs, but it’s not annoyed. more like resigned. “you’re unbelievable,” he mutters, and you can picture him shaking his head, running a hand through his hair.

“please,” you say, dragging out the word. “you’re, like, the only person who can get me through this.”

there’s a pause. then a quiet chuckle. “yeah, yeah. send me the prompt.”

relief floods through you as you hurriedly copy-paste the assignment details into a text.

“you’re the best,” you say, meaning it.

jaehyun just hums.

then twenty minutes later, there’s a knock at your door.

you didn’t even ask him to come over.

you open it to find jaehyun standing there in sweatpants and a hoodie, hair slightly tousled, a laptop bag slung over his shoulder. he looks exhausted.

you grin, stepping aside to let him in. “you didn’t have to come in person, you know.”

he shrugs, dropping his bag onto your desk. “figured you’d work faster if i was here.”

he doesn’t say, figured you’d need me here. but he doesn’t have to.

you don’t even think about how he must’ve been exhausted, how he could’ve said no. you just shove your laptop at him, launching into a dramatic retelling of your struggles.

jaehyun listens, nodding, clicking through your half-finished document. then he sighs, flipping the laptop back toward you.

“okay. first, your thesis makes no sense.”

“wow,” you say dryly. “thanks.”

jaehyun smirks. “just being honest.”

you roll your eyes but don’t argue. instead, you scoot your chair closer to his, shoulders nearly brushing.

jaehyun stiffens for half a second before forcing himself to relax.

this is normal. this is fine.

so why does it feel different?

an hour in, your head is buried in your arms.

“i’m gonna die,” you groan. “just let me fail. i’ll live in a cave or something.”

jaehyun nudges your foot with his. “you’re not gonna fail. you just like being dramatic.”

you lift your head just enough to glare at him. “easy for you to say, mr. ‘i wrote my essay a week in advance.’”

jaehyun snorts. “hey, that just means i’m smarter than you.”

you shove his arm, and he laughs, soft and warm.

for a second, everything feels normal again.

but then your phone buzzes.

your fingers twitch automatically toward it. jaehyun watches the way your expression shifts. the way you bite back a smile just from seeing sohee’s name.

jaehyun looks away.

sohee had been texting you all week.

harmless things. questions about class, jokes, the occasional saw this and thought of you message with a blurry meme attached.

but you overanalyze everything. you stare at the screen too long, rereading his words, wondering if there’s something more there.

“do you think he likes me?” you’d asked jaehyun once, excitement bubbling in your voice.

you hadn’t noticed the way his smile faltered.

hadn’t noticed the way he’d shrugged a little too stiffly before saying, “dunno. maybe.”

hadn’t noticed the way his hands curled into fists under the table.

now, he watches you type back, fingers moving fast, a grin tugging at your lips.

you’re supposed to be writing, but you’re texting sohee instead.

jaehyun knows he shouldn’t care. knows he shouldn’t feel this way.

but it’s late, and he’s tired, and suddenly, it’s all hitting him at once.

two hours in, your head slumps onto his shoulder.

“wake me up when it’s done,” you mumble.

jaehyun snorts. “not how this works.”

you groan dramatically, but you don’t move away.

jaehyun stays completely still.

he tells himself he’s just letting you rest. that it doesn’t mean anything.

but the truth is, he’s scared that if he moves, you’ll realize how fast his heart is beating.

another hour passes, and somehow, miraculously, he finished the essay for you.

you let out a victorious cheer, stretching your arms above your head.

“finally,” you breathe. “i literally would’ve died without you.”

jaehyun smiles, but it’s small. tired.

you turn to him, beaming. “you’re such a good person, jaehyun. i don’t know what i’d do without you.”

jaehyun laughs, but it feels hollow.

he already knows how this story goes.

he doesn’t wait for you to ask him to stay.

“you should get some sleep,” he says, standing up, stretching before patting your head.

you blink. “wait, you’re leaving?”

jaehyun grabs his bag. “yeah. you don’t need me anymore, right?”

it’s meant to be a joke, but something about it makes you pause.

you don’t ask him to stay again.

and he doesn’t offer.

when your phone buzzes later that night, you reach for it instantly, half-expecting jaehyun’s name.

but it’s sohee.

can’t sleep. you up?

you hesitate before replying, but then your screen flashes with another notification.

this time, it is jaehyun.

but it’s just a simple: good night.

no teasing. no extra words.

just that.

when you wake up, his message is still unread.

later, when you text him thank you again!! i owe you sm with a dozen heart emojis, he lets his phone sit on his nightstand.

he’ll reply in the morning.

or maybe he won’t.

—

sohee asks you out on a wednesday.

it’s after class, the late afternoon sun turning everything gold, and you’re still half-distracted, stuffing your notebook into your bag, when he says your name.

you look up, blinking. “huh?”

he shifts his weight, rubbing the back of his neck.

“i was just thinking,” he says, casual, like this isn’t about to change everything. “we should go out sometime.”

you freeze.

for a second, you think you misheard.

but then sohee smiles, and it’s that smile. the easy, charming one that made you notice him in the first place.

your heart stutters.

he’s asking me out.

you’ve been waiting for this. analyzing every interaction, every text, looking for something, anything, to tell you that sohee sees you the way you see him.

and now, here it is.

your fingers tighten around the strap of your bag. “you mean, like—”

sohee laughs, light and teasing. “yeah. like a date.”

you should be over the moon. you should be throwing your arms around him, texting your friends in all caps, feeling the rush of everything finally falling into place.

instead, your brain does something stupid.

your first thought isn’t yes, or finally, or holy shit, this is happening.

it’s i have to tell jaehyun.

and then, just as quickly, your mind says wait.

you haven’t spoken to jaehyun in two days.

it’s not like he’s avoiding you. he’s still in class, still in group chats, still there. but it’s different.

he doesn’t text first anymore. doesn’t immediately reply when you do.

he’s fine.

laughing with his friends, slinging an arm around woonhak’s shoulders, joking with taesan like nothing happened.

like you never stayed up until 3 a.m. working on your essay.

like he never sat next to you, close enough to feel the warmth of your shoulder against his.

like he never used to be the first person you told everything.

now, you’re standing here, sohee looking at you expectantly, and all you can think is:

why isn’t jaehyun here to see this?

sohee tilts his head. “so?”

you blink. “huh?”

he chuckles. “do you wanna go out?”

do you?

the answer should be obvious.

you swallow, forcing the hesitation out of your voice. “yeah,” you say. “yeah, i’d like that.”

sohee grins.

“great,” he says, as if it was never even a question.

you text jaehyun that night.

nothing big. just a simple hey.

he doesn’t reply.

you stare at your screen, watching the message sit there, unread.

it’s fine. he’s probably busy.

you set your phone down.

pick it back up.

open your messages again.

still nothing.

okay, you tell yourself, rolling onto your back. it’s not a big deal.

but something feels wrong.

normally, you wouldn’t have to wait. jaehyun would’ve already sent back a sarcastic what do you want or a teasing wow, you miss me?

but now, silence.

you don’t realize how much you’ve come to expect his presence until it’s gone.

like muscle memory. like reaching for something that isn’t there.

you unlock your phone without thinking, scrolling through your notifications.

sohee texted, something about movie times, making plans, being excited to see you.

your lips curl into a smile, but your fingers hesitate before replying.

you check your messages again.

still no jaehyun.

—

you see him the next morning, laughing with taesan outside the lecture hall.

you hesitate.

it’s not like you need to talk to him. but something inside you itches, an uncomfortable weight pressing against your ribs.

before you can stop yourself, you walk over.

“hey,” you say, stopping a few steps away.

jaehyun glances at you. “oh. hey.”

his voice is easy, neutral.

too neutral.

taesan nods at you before turning back to jaehyun. “dude, i swear, if you actually pull that off, i’ll—”

“you’ll what?” jaehyun shoots back, raising a brow.

taesan huffs, shoving his shoulder. jaehyun just grins.

you stand there, watching them go back and forth, waiting for something.

for him to turn to you. for him to say something, anything, that feels like him.

but he doesn’t.

you clear your throat. “so…”

jaehyun finally looks at you.

you shift your weight. “did you see my text?”

he blinks.

then, casually, “oh. yeah. sorry, i forgot to reply.”

he forgot.

jaehyun, who never forgets anything.

something tightens in your chest. this gut feeling that won't leave.

you force out a chuckle. “wow, can’t believe you’re ignoring me now.”

“not ignoring you,” he says easily, stuffing his hands in his pockets. “just busy.”

he says it like it’s nothing. like it’s normal.

maybe it is. maybe you were the only one who ever thought it was something else.

when you leave, you expect a text from him.

nothing big. just a 'btw, i was kidding' or a 'you good?'

but it never comes.

—

the date with sohee should be the only thing on your mind.

but that night, as you lie in bed, scrolling through your messages, the only conversation you keep rereading is the one that isn’t there.

“hey,” sohee says, nudging your knee under the table. “you okay?”

you blink, snapping back to the present.

you’re at a café, your coffee untouched, sohee sitting across from you with that effortless confidence, like he belongs wherever he is.

you should be paying attention to him.

you should be happy.

“yeah,” you say, forcing a smile. “just tired.”

sohee grins. “want me to bore you to sleep?”

you laugh, but it’s not as easy as it should be. your hand twitches toward your phone.

you resist the urge to check. you wonder if jaehyun is waiting for you to text first.

if this is some weird game where neither of you want to be the one to cave.

you stare at the empty space where his name should be.

you think about how easy it would be to just message him.

to just say, 'hey. i miss you.'

but you don’t.

instead, you smile at sohee and try to pretend everything is fine.

— a few days pass.

sohee cancels on you last minute.

it’s not a big deal.

really.

it’s just one date. just one night.

but you still sit there, phone screen glowing in the dim light of your room, rereading his message over and over.

sohee [7:12 PM]: hey, something came up. might not be able to make it.

you exhale slowly, thumb hovering over the keyboard.

you [7:14 PM]: oh okay. no worries!

it’s fine. it’s fine.

but your stomach is tight, fingers gripping your phone just a little too hard.

it’s stupid to feel this way. plans change. people get busy.

but you can’t shake it. the feeling of being second.

an afterthought.

without thinking, you tap out of the chat, scrolling down your contacts until your thumb stops on a familiar name.

you hesitate.

then, before you can talk yourself out of it, you press call.

the phone rings.

once.

twice.

three times.

your stomach twists.

jaehyun always picks up on the first ring.

always.

except now, he doesn’t.

you don’t know why you expected him to.

he’s been distant for weeks now, ever since…

your throat tightens.

you don’t want to think about it.

but for the first time, you wonder, when was the last time he called first?

when was the last time he was the one waiting on you?

you shove the thought away, locking your phone.

it doesn’t mean anything.

you see jaehyun the next day, and he looks tired.

not just the kind of tired that comes from too many late nights.

a different kind. something deeper.

you hesitate before stepping forward. “hey.”

he looks up, gaze flicking over you, unreadable. “hey.”

you shift your weight.

“can we talk?”

he exhales through his nose, rubbing his eyes. “do we need to?”

the words hit you harder than they should.

your fingers curl at your sides. “yeah,” you say. “i think we do.”

jaehyun watches you for a second. then, finally, he nods.

you end up outside, the evening air cool against your skin.

jaehyun leans against the railing, arms crossed, waiting.

you don’t know how to start.

you don’t even know what you want to say.

so you settle for, “sohee canceled on me last night.”

jaehyun doesn’t react.

he just hums, like he’s waiting for you to get to the point.

you hesitate. “i called you.”

this time, something flickers in his expression.

“yeah,” he says, voice flat. “i saw.”

your stomach twists. “why didn’t you pick up?”

jaehyun exhales, pushing a hand through his hair.

then, quietly—

“you only come to me when you’re upset.”

you blink. “what?”

he shakes his head, looking away. “i can’t keep being the one you run to when someone else lets you down.”

you open your mouth, then close it.

your heart pounds. “jaehyun, it’s not—”

“it is,” he says, voice sharp. “every single time. i’m the one you call when you’re sad. when you’re stressed. when you’re alone. but when you’re happy—”

he laughs, but it’s hollow.

“when you’re happy, i don’t even cross your mind.”

your throat feels tight. “that’s not true.”

“isn’t it?”

he tilts his head, looking at you like he’s trying to figure something out.

like he’s trying to figure you out.

and the worst part is that you don’t have an answer.

you never thought about it. never realized how much you relied on him.

how much you expected him to always be there.

you swallow hard. “i don’t want to lose you.”

your voice is quiet, but it feels like shouting.

jaehyun’s gaze softens, just for a second.

but then, just as quickly, he shakes his head.

“then stop looking for me only when you need something.”

and for the first time, he walks away first.

—

everything feels off.

it’s not something you notice all at once. it creeps in slowly, like the way the air feels heavier before a storm.

it’s in the empty space next to you when you walk home. the silence in your messages where his name used to be.

it’s in the way you find yourself reaching for your phone, expecting a notification that never comes.

jaehyun is gone.

not literally. he’s still there, somewhere, existing in the same world as you. you still see him in passing, laughing with his friends, leaning against doorways, shoving his hands into his pockets like he doesn’t have a care in the world.

he looks… fine.

and that stings more than you want to admit.

because if he’s fine, then why aren’t you?

you tell yourself it’s just habit.

you got used to him. that’s all.

but habits don’t make your chest ache when you see him talking to someone else.

habits don’t make you stay up at night, staring at the ceiling, replaying every conversation, every look, every moment that should have told you something you refused to see.

habits don’t make you feel like something is missing.

like someone is missing.

and then it hits you, all at once.

you miss him.

not because you need something. not because you’re sad, or upset, or lonely.

you just miss him.

you miss his stupid jokes. the way he always knew what you were thinking before you said it. the warmth of his presence, steady and solid like he was always meant to be there.

and a thought comes to mind, you never even thought about sohee.

not once.

it takes you too long to do something about it.

but eventually, you do.

and it’s not hard to find jaehyun.

he’s outside, leaning against the side of the building, scrolling through his phone like he’s waiting for something. or maybe someone.

you swallow hard, nerves crawling up your spine.

you almost turn around.

almost.

but then he looks up, and his eyes land on you.

he freezes.

for a second, neither of you move.

then, slowly, he straightens.

“…hey.”

it’s not cold, but it’s not warm either.

you hate that.

you take a breath. “hey.”

jaehyun tilts his head, watching you carefully.

waiting.

you nervously lick your lips, shifting your weight.

you should say something.

apologize. explain. tell him you were stupid, that you get it now, that you know it’s too late but you see him now, the way you should have before.

but none of that feels right.

so you just say—

“i miss you.”

jaehyun doesn’t react right away.

you force yourself to keep going.

“that’s all.”

you exhale, stepping back. “i just thought you should know.”

then you turn, forcing your feet to move, your heart pounding so loud it drowns out everything else.

one step.

two.

three—

a hand wraps around your wrist.

stopping you.

your breath catches.

slowly, you turn.

jaehyun is staring at you.

his grip isn’t tight, but it’s firm enough that you feel it.

your throat goes dry.

“that’s all?” he asks, voice quiet.

you hesitate. “what?”

he exhales, shaking his head, something unreadable in his eyes.

“you miss me, and that’s all?”

your stomach twists.

he’s waiting for something.

something more.

you don’t know if you deserve to give it to him.

but you do anyway.

you take a shaky breath.

“no.”

jaehyun’s fingers loosen, but he doesn’t let go.

you swallow, looking down.

“it’s not just that i miss you,” you admit, voice barely above a whisper. “it’s that everything feels wrong without you.”

jaehyun doesn’t speak, so you keep going.

“i was an idiot,” you say, words spilling out now, too fast, too real. “you were always there, and i never saw it. but i see it now.”

jaehyun exhales, shaking his head.

“took you long enough.”

your lips twitch. “yeah.”

a beat of silence.

“can i make it up to you?”

jaehyun narrows his eyes.

“depends.”

you blink. “on what?”

he sighs, pretending to be annoyed, but the corner of his mouth twitches.

“you owe me so much boba.”

you snort, shaking your head. “deal.”

you bump shoulders with him, just lightly, testing.

jaehyun doesn’t pull away.

and this time, when you start walking, he stays right beside you. where he always belonged.

—

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"hot chocolate"

myung jaehyun x reader

established relationship. yn's moody and on her period. she makes "hot chocolate" and cries over children's movies. jaehyun is the cutest bf. also not important to the story but yn is an idol too. silly silly silly, as my works always are. lowercase intended. no warnings, just pure cuteness. enjoyy

wc: 1,435

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incoming call from 'jaehyunie'...swipe up to answer!

"hey jae, what's up?" yn asks as she picks up the phone, putting the call on speaker mode. "hey baby...nothing much, just got out of the shower and thought i'd call...i miss you" jaehyun's voice is deeper than usual, raspy from the performance he had just wrapped up over at music bank a couple hours ago.

the girl giggles, "i miss you too..." she trails off, shuffling around in her large bed. "what're you up to right now? still at the company?" jae's question spoke out of her phone, followed by the sound of his own sheets rustling beneath his weight. yn shook her head, as if he were able to see it, replying shortly after. "no...i got my period so i threw a tantrum about women's rights to manager-nim and he let me leave work early" a mischievous laugh escapes her lips - contagious, as one began to falter out of his own mouth.

“can i come over then?”

there was an unusual second of silence, or maybe longer than that.

“baby?” his voice calls out, “you still there?” another second went by and he was met with the sound of her bed squeaking once again. “hi, yeah sorry i dropped my hair-clip and i was looking for it, sorry what were you saying?” the boy couldn’t help but sheepishly laugh at his girlfriend before repeating himself, “i'm coming over” it wasn't a question this time, instead it was more like a statement. she didn't mind though, in fact, she yelped in joy taking him by surprise. “need me to bring anything?” his voice faded it out of the speaker, and then once again the call was met with silence. 

“hmm…nope! just you” yn decides after thinking. “okay  i’ll see you in-” jaehyun is cut off, “actually wait! actually nope never mind just bring you, thanks” he laughs at her again, out of pure cuteness aggression. “okay my love, see you in a jiffy, i love you~”

"okay babe, love you too~"

beep

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the girl ignores the floating notification, swiping out of the messaging app he had called from and heading over to tiktok, mindlessly scrolling through the video-contenting app as she slowly got out of bed, a whine escaping her mouth and a hand pressing against her lower abdomen that ached from her cramps. she rolls her eyes, cursing the feminine gods who had gifted her with a uterus as she makes her way over to her little kitchen in her solo dorm.

yn set her phone down on the counter, opening up her refrigerator and pulling out a carton of chocolate milk. she reaches over to her freshly washed dishes to fetch a mug, far too lazy to grab a new one from her unnecessarily high cupboards. she sets the mug down, beginning to unscrew the carton when she is interrupted by the sound of her doorbell. 

simultaneously, the mini screen that connected to the dorm buzzer turns on, revealing her boyfriend who is clad in his plaid pajama pants and whatever random hoodie he found on his bedroom floor. she giggles as she clicks on the microphone button, “state your business” yn says in a monotone voice, mimicking those she’d seen in many hollywood movies before. she could see him smile widely, his teeth growing ten times bigger due to the cheap wide-lens camera installed. “i come in peace! let me see my girlfriend, please kind sir” he jokes, playing into the stupid act she had started. “hehe okay” her voice is back to normal this time, a grin on her face as she buzzes him in.  

the door to her space is opened, followed by the shuffling noises of her boyfriend removing his puppy-themed slippers at the entry-way. yn goes back to her milk, pouring the chocolate-y liquid into her mug before turning around to stuff it in the microwave. 

the boy secretly watches her from behind, slowly walking up to her to engulf her right into his arms. she smiles, leaning into his touch. “hey baby...” jaehyun says quietly, almost whispering the words lovingly into her ear as he snuggled his head into her shoulder, pressing light kisses on the surface in the process. the girl sighs, turning her whole body around to fully sink into his own. he kissed the top of her head, causing her to look up and pucker her lips out. he smiles with his teeth, cupping her face and dramatically leaning in to place a nice big kiss on her…

BEEP BEEP BEEP

“oh!” yn turns around to face the microwave once again and jaehyun subconsciously lets out a sigh. “what did you make?” he asks, stepping back as she pulls the mug out of the heating device. “hot chocolate!” she says happily, placing the hot mug onto the counter. “you mean…microwaved chocolate milk?” the boy questions, raising an eyebrow as his partner sips the drink and nods. “my love, why didn’t you just make one of those hot chocolate bombs they sell downstairs at the convenience store? i could’ve grabbed one for you” he laughs, following her over into her living room. “but i didn’t want to wait and those things take forever to melt!” she whines, to which he playfully rolls his eyes.

“now come here and watch a movie with me!” yn pouts, patting the spot on the couch beside her. jae gives in, knowing how emotional she got when it was that time of the month, he decided to just go with whatever his beloved princess pookie bear wanted to do tonight…

it's for the best.

and who was he, the ever so loving "best boyfriend ever" myung jaehyun, to refuse a movie night cuddle session with her, the love of his life yn ln?

as soon as his ass made contact with the sofa, the girl found herself moving to practically lay all her weight against him, causing the boy to grunt slightly. “relax baby, i’m not going anywhere..” he says, getting comfortable and softly wrapping his arms around her waist “what movie are we watching?” jaehyun asks as he watches his girlfriend click on the buttons on her remote control. “big hero 6” she replies quickly, having already made up her mind. “oh nice, i haven’t seen that one in a while” he says, followed by a terrible baymax impression that does not amuse her one bit.

“i love big hero 6, it makes me cry” yn's words make the boy beside her furrow his eyebrows in confusion. “cry?...why? even i don't think i cried watching this movie...and you know me, i'm a crybaby...what about it makes you-” he's cut off, “just see.”

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“WHY DID HE HAVE TO DIE!!??!?”

yn shouts, tears violently spilling out of her eyes. jaehyun is desperately holding in his laughs, trying his best to comfort his girlfriend who was manically crying into his chest. “MY TADASHI HE DIDN’T DESERVE IT…I HATE THAT CALLAGHAN GUY I WANT TO PUNCH HIM!” she continues, her murderous sentences muffled against the now damp fabric of his hoodie. the movie wasn’t even over yet, she can never make it past the first few minutes up until the death of her first ever crush she’s ever had, tadashi hamada. 

even jaehyun, the crybaby himself thought it was a little ridiculous and yet he found it ever so adorable all at the same time. he couldn’t help but grin at the thought of his beloved idiot bawling her eyes out over the death of a fictional character. it was cute. endearing, even.

“aw my baby, are you done crying now?” the boy finally gives up, letting loose all his laughs as he watches his puffy-eyed partner come to her senses. yn whimpers but nods her head softly, “yeah…” he chuckles again, reaching over to grab the mug off of the coffee table. “here, drink your hot chocolate darling” she thanks him weakly, sipping on her drink before making the largest sad face in the world. he smiles, thinking the reaction was because she was truly not over tadashi’s death, but then she says in a tone so quiet he could barely hear it properly if it wasn’t for how closely they sat beside each other.

“jaehyunie…”

his eyebrows furrow, worried that she might suddenly have something serious to say.

“yeah? what is it, baby?"

a pause.

“can you microwave me some chocolate milk please? this one is cold"

...

RIP myung jaehyun

cause of death: cuteness aggression because of his moody gf.

the end.

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HEHE hellooooo sorry for the minor hiatus i was in. i had a lot going on but good news! i got my GEDs <3 no longer a highschool student YIPEEEE also im seeing bnd in 19 days OMGOMGOMGG i cant wait :3 i thought this idea was cute so i wrote it but now i yearn for bf myungjae TTTTTTTTT hope u guys liked this thoo!! love, kona.

[incorrectboynextdoorquotes]

Woonhak: I think I need a hug... Jaehyun: Good thing I'm hug shaped! *45 minutes later* Woonhak: You... you can let go now. Jaehyun: No, I absolutely cannot.

[gyurilla]

if i say i love you - I BLAME WOONHAK!!

synopsis: riwoo accidentally retweets one of your old posts, thinking he’s on his spam account. he quickly deletes it, but your friend manages to screenshot it before it’s gone. you play it cool, acting like it was no big deal—pretending you haven’t secretly had a crush on him for years and thinking it was just a harmless mistake. but riwoo knows it wasn’t a mistake

contains: huzz jokes sorry i think they’re so funny

more under cut! (there is a schedule at the end if curious!)

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a/n: i was so happy when i saw people actually want to be added to the taglist or just the comments i was receiving. i will try my hardest to make this a series you all enjoy and love! reblogs and likes are ALWAYS appreciated, and thank you to everyone who does!! this may seem like an empty thank you to some but i genuinely appreciate it!

s/n: i plan to update at least 2-3 times a week, the days being saturday & tuesday. i’ll aim to add a third update on a flexible day, so some weeks will have three updates, while others will have two.

[coriihanniee]

Oh guys I bet he's good at licking that pussy too I mean what!

[miumura]

SHE GETS HER WAY ｡ ｡ ｡ 보이넥스트도어 🪽 ✦

( 𝓢 ) ﹕ gf privilege with boynextdoor

──── 0t6!boynextdoor x f ! r ╱ ⌕ est. relationship, fluff ∿ w. none, they are just cuties wc. 0.7K+ ( 757 ) ｡ ｡ first post of 2025 😚 !! ( many more bnd works to come! ) happy new years everyone !! i am so thankful for everyone && i hope that 2025 treats you well and also becomes your year 🤍 !!

❛❛ 💬 ❞ 𝗦𝗢𝗣𝗛 > 𓂃 𝗖𝗛𝗘𝗖𝗞 𝗢𝗨𝗧 𝗕𝗢𝗢𝗞𝗦𝗛𝗘𝗟𝗙 ⋮ 🪽

MYUNG JAEHYUN freely allowing you to bother him

no matter what kind of tricks you could pull, he never seems to get even a little bit annoyed. in fact, it's almost as if he adores you even more because of your antics. sometimes, it leaves you wondering if anything could tick him off at all. in reality, he might just play hard to get purposefully just to watch you persistently ask for something he would do for you without a second thought—no matter what it was. he just finds it rather cute when you're so determined to make him do something that you want. you wouldn’t even notice it’s an act until you see his wide grin as he finally “gives” in. so really, there's no need to beg for anything—you’re his weak spot, and he doesn't even try to hide it.

PARK SUNGHO dragging him into doing silly trends

regardless how silly he may think the tiktok you just showed him is, there’s such a low chance for him to say no. almost all of the time, you’d catch him saying yes. to his defense, how could he say no to someone like you? he loves seeing that spark of excitement in your eyes and can’t help but smile as you eagerly set up for the video you’re about to record. sungho, without a doubt, would just look at you with so much love as you tie that pink ribbon around him, adoring and cheesing over you internally.

LEE SANGHYEOK random physical touch

he doesn’t dislike physical touch, however, he will get all tensed up if someone were to randomly give it to him without warning. but with you? that’s a complete different story—poke at him, wrap your arms around him, or even smother him with affection, and he'd let it happen without a single complaint. if you wanted it, he’d simply give it to you. regardless, it’s a win-win situation for him—you’d get all the physical touch you want and he gets pampered with your sweet kisses and hugs. let’s say, there was always a motive all along—one that leaves him content with getting to keep you as close as possible.

HAN DONGMIN taking his belongings without asking

the first time he saw you wearing one of his hoodies, he could’ve sworn he fell even harder for you. sure, he’s the type who usually prefers when people ask before borrowing his things, but seeing you in it? that was a whole different story. it brought an instant smile to his face, one he couldn’t hide even if he tried. from that moment on, he’s never refused you—or asked for anything back. need to borrow his phone for a bit? go ahead. want to wear that accessory he cherishes so much? it’s yours. he’s just that down bad for you. honestly, it doesn’t matter how long it’s out of his sight because as long as it’s with you, he’s at ease. he trusts you completely—and maybe, just maybe, he secretly loves the reminder that he’s yours.

KIM DONGHYUN you have all of his attention

safe to say, you have the leehan completely swooned. you could be distracting him from his game or youtube video, but the moment you call his name, it's like everything fades into the background. it’s almost as if, within a split of a second, he’d be right there for you. even when you don’t call for him, he’ll pause whatever he’s doing just to check up on you. whether it’s a quick text or simply staying close within your reach, it’s more than enough to keep him content. his eyes soften the moment they land on you, almost as if he can’t help but admire the person who means the most to him. and honestly? he wouldn’t want it any other way.

KIM WOONHAK decorating his belongings

at first, he might refuse and say a few half-hearted complaints as you pulled out your sticker sheets. but the moment you stuck those tiny heart stickers on his phone case, it was game over. his heart started racing faster than he’d like to admit, and suddenly, those so-called “childish” designs didn’t seem so bad. ever since then, he’s been extra cautious with anything you’ve decorated, treating them with such care as if his life depended on it. he’s practically paranoid about getting even the tiniest scratch on them. in fact, he takes every chance he gets to proudly show them off—whether it’s his phone, notebook, or water bottle—and purposely leaves his things out in the open, secretly hoping you’ll add more. it doesn’t matter if the stickers are cute, silly, or completely random. what matters is that you’re the one who decorated them, and to him, that makes them absolutely perfect.

‘💬’ ─── new year new layout ( ? ) do we like this way of writing for hcs ??

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[hangup119]

when pigs fly ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ

you will only admit that you actually like kim leehan when pigs start to fly. for now, though, everyone else will just have to suffer the push-and-pull that happens whenever the two of you are near each other's vicinity.

or: your younger brother invites you to join his minecraft server, and chaos ensues.

pairing. gamer!kim leehan + fem!reader

genres + warnings. non-idol au, streamer au, gamer au, rivals to lovers(?), brother’s best friend(?) | profanity, sexual jokes, violent jokes, mentions of violence (only in game!!!! dw), not rly r2l more like u-piss-me-off-but-u-dgaf2lovers HAHA i do not know what i am doing..., y/n is hard to get!!! or is she... 😈

status. on-going | taglist. open | networks. @onedoornet

author’s note. this is completely inspired from the awesome @lionhanie’s bnd playing mc headcanons 🫡 plz show them some support bc this smau wouldn’t be here today if not for it 😿 ANYWAYS FIRST BND WORK LESGOO

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main story ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ

crossover

profiles one | two

01 #needthat

02 woonagi OUT 🔥

03 female acquired 🙏😎

04 day 1

05 𝓲’𝓶 𝓰𝓸𝓷𝓷𝓪 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓶

06 your worst nightmare

07 he’s right behind me isn’t he

08 pretty privilege at its finest

09 ho is u falala ?

10 a christmas miracle

11 burn at the stake

12 negative 1 dollar

13 the birth of y/nhan

14 ur not even that hot 😂

15 this truly was a Friendship is magic

16 like in squid games 🦑🎮

. . . & more to come!

story by hangup119. do not steal.

[nicholasluvbot]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤMY LIPS DON'T LIE,ㅤ보이넥스트도어

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ― my pretty lips are only for you.

𝑓emale 𝑟eader ⟡ TWOTHOUSAND&FOURHUNDRED / fluff , down bad bnd ᵔᵕᵔ suggestive , kissing ⸝⸝ ❪ CLiCKFORMORE ❫

ALTERNATIVELY ──── first kiss with them.

myung jaehyun.

jaehyun keeps psyching himself out. he wants to kiss you—god, he wants to—but every time he even thinks about it, his heart starts racing, his hands get clammy, and he ends up chickening out. he tells himself he’ll do it next time. next time. always next time.

but then one day, you're sitting next to him, completely unaware of the internal chaos he's going through. he's absentmindedly playing with your hair, running his fingers through it as you flip through a book, your focus entirely on the pages. and jaehyun—jaehyun is completely focused on you.

he doesn’t even register the question you just asked him until you turn to him with the softest expression, waiting for his response. and that’s it. his brain just goes static.

"can i kiss you?"

he blurts it out before he can stop himself, and before you can even process the words—before he can process them—he panics and kisses your cheek instead.

you blink at him, confused. it’s not that it’s unusual—jaehyun is an affectionate person, always has been. but something about the way he’s suddenly avoiding eye contact, ears turning red, tells you that wasn’t what he meant to do.

he groans, hiding his face in his hands. "wait, that’s not—ugh, never mind."

you can’t help but giggle, reaching over to tug his hands away from his face. "it's fine," you say, amused, and your smile is so warm, so sweet, that it completely undoes him.

before he can second-guess himself, he kisses you.

this time, he doesn’t hesitate. one arm wraps around your waist, pulling you against him, while the other stays tangled in your hair, holding you close. he kisses you like he’s been waiting forever, like he’s making up for all the times he wanted to but didn’t. and it’s soft, but sure—like a weight lifting off his chest, like everything has finally clicked into place.

when he pulls back, he’s grinning—completely, utterly lovesick. his face is warm, just like yours, and he feels so, so giddy at the sight of your wide, surprised eyes.

"cute," he murmurs, and before you can even think of responding, he starts pressing kisses all over your face. your cheek, your forehead, your nose, your temple—everywhere.

"jaehyun—" you try to protest, laughing as you push at his shoulders.

"nope." he kisses the corner of your lips next, grinning against your skin. "this is your life now."

park sungho.

sungho has been holding back for so long. he’s been waiting for the right moment, for the perfect excuse, but you’re just… effortlessly cute all the time, and he’s running out of patience. every laugh, every glance, every small touch has been chipping away at his resolve, and he knows it’s only a matter of time before he gives in.

then one day, while walking together, you playfully bump into him with a little smirk, teasing, “oops, my bad.”

and something in him just snaps.

"okay, that’s it."

before you can react, his fingers wrap around your wrist, tugging you closer in one swift motion. his lips crash against yours—quick, firm, like he’s been dying to do this for ages. there’s no hesitation, no second-guessing, just pure instinct. his free hand comes up to cup your jaw, thumb grazing your skin as he tilts his head, pressing deeper, more insistent.

it’s all so sudden that your breath catches in your throat. but then the shock melts away, replaced by warmth, by the way he’s holding you like you’re something precious, by the way his lips move against yours like he never wants to stop.

when he finally pulls back, it’s just enough to look at you, to take in your dazed expression, the slight part of your lips like you’re still processing what just happened. he smirks—smug, triumphant, like he already knows exactly what you’re thinking.

“yeah,” he murmurs, voice laced with amusement. his thumb traces slow circles against your skin. “should’ve done that sooner.”

and just when you think it’s over, he dips back in—slower this time, softer, like he’s savoring it. like he’s making up for lost time.

lee riwoo.

you and riwoo had been lying side by side, scrolling through tiktoks on your phone, the soft glow of the screen casting shadows over his face. every now and then, one of you would break into quiet laughter, making playful comments about whatever ridiculous video popped up next. it was comfortable, easy—just like always.

but then, in the middle of laughing at some cat video, you turned to say something to riwoo, only to realize how close the two of you were. his face was just inches away, his dark eyes meeting yours. you noticed it. he noticed it. but neither of you said a thing.

riwoo’s lips curled into a soft, knowing smile. he didn’t hesitate—just leaned in, soft and slow, like he’d been waiting for this moment without even realizing it. his lips brushed against yours, barely there at first, testing, before he pressed in just a little deeper. his hand found your jaw, thumb ghosting over your cheek as he kissed you, warm and unhurried, like he had all the time in the world.

when he pulled away, he didn’t move far. his gaze flickered over your face, taking in the warmth blooming on your cheeks, your slightly parted lips, the way your breath hitched like you were still processing what had just happened. something about the sight made his heart squeeze.

so he leaned in again.

this time, his hands settled on either side of you, caging you in as his lips met yours again—firmer, more certain. the kiss was still gentle, but there was something else there now, something deeper, like he was savoring the way you felt against him. when he finally pulled back, his breathing was slightly uneven, and so was yours. 

riwoo, still hovering over you, took your hand in his, bringing it up to his lips and brushing a featherlight kiss against your palm. his lips curved against your skin, a little shy, a little giddy. neither of you spoke, but when he settled back beside you, he draped an arm around your shoulder like it was the most natural thing in the world.

the two of you went back to watching tiktoks, but there was no ignoring the way your lips tingled, the way riwoo’s fingers traced soft patterns against your arm.

and when the next video made you both laugh, you caught him biting back a smile—not because of the video, but because of you.

han taesan.

taesan was so obvious—from the way he kept sneaking glances at your lips to the way he pretended to stretch just to drape his arm around your shoulder. you’d asked him more than once if he was okay, but he just waved it off with a shrug, refusing to meet your eyes for too long.

he wasn’t sure why he suddenly felt so shy. he’d spent countless nights thinking about this, imagining how it would go—how he'd pull you close, how effortlessly smooth it would be—but now, sitting this close to you, all that confidence had disappeared.

meanwhile, you were completely unaware—just chatting away about your favorite artist’s new album, your childhood dog, anything that crossed your mind. and taesan, instead of listening, was too busy staring at your lips, heart racing at the thought of finally closing the distance.

his fingers tapped anxiously against his thigh. he swallowed. and then, before he could talk himself out of it, he leaned in—just close enough for you to catch your breath, for your words to falter.

his lips brushed against yours—soft, fleeting. barely there, but enough to send a shiver down your spine. you froze mid-sentence, your eyes widening slightly as he pulled back just enough to look at you, searching for any doubt, any hesitation.

when he found none, he moved in again. this time, he lingered. slow, deliberate. his lips pressed against yours more firmly, warm and sure, savoring the way you melted into him.

and then he did it again.

and again.

each time he pulled away, his grin grew wider, more playful, his breath mixing with yours in the small space between you. he was teasing now—pressing a quick peck to the corner of your lips, then another, barely holding back a chuckle when you huffed in frustration.

finally, he tilted his head in mock consideration before swooping in once more, capturing your lips in a deeper kiss—one that left no room for doubt. his hands found your waist, fingers pressing into your sides as he pulled you flush against him, stealing the breath right from your lungs.

when he finally pulled back, his forehead rested against yours, his chest rising and falling with quiet laughter. he let out a small hum, voice laced with amusement.

“just making sure,” he teased, eyes twinkling, “that first one wasn’t a fluke.”

kim leehan.

leehan had been staring at you with a dazed expression for far too long. you noticed it, and judging by the way his ears were turning pink, he knew you noticed it too.

you poked his cheek, amused. “what’s up?”

he blinked, startled. “n-nothing.”

liar.

you tilted your head, a small smile tugging at your lips. “you sure?”

leehan swallowed—visibly. his gaze darted away, his fingers twitching at his sides like he wanted to do something but was too nervous to act on it. and then, before he could talk himself out of it, he finally moved.

he leaned in—eyes fluttering shut, lips barely brushing against yours, soft and hesitant. his hands trembled slightly as they rested on your arms. the kiss was fleeting, nothing more than a whisper of contact before he pulled away too quickly.

but when he saw your expression—eyes wide, lips parted in surprise—something inside him melted.

the rush of warmth, of relief, pushed him forward before he could think twice. his hands cupped your face with gentle urgency, pulling you back in as he kissed you again. this time, it wasn’t so fleeting. it was still soft—leehan had never been anything but gentle with you—but there was something new in the way his lips lingered against yours, like he wanted to hold onto the feeling for just a little longer.

his thumbs traced over your skin, slow and reverent, like he was memorizing the shape of you. and when you responded—when you kissed him back just as softly, just as sure—he sighed against your lips, something tender uncoiling in his chest.

he pulled back only slightly, enough to search your face, his own breath uneven. his lips were curled into a small, bashful smile he couldn’t quite hide. his fingers brushed over your cheek, his gaze warm, a little dazed.

then, in a moment of unguarded fondness, he ducked his head and kissed the tip of your nose, a soft laugh escaping him when he felt you stiffen in surprise.

his own cheeks burned, but his voice was barely above a whisper. “i like that. a lot,” he murmured.

and then he was kissing you again, his hands slipping down to rest at your waist as he pulled you closer, his lips slotting against yours with a newfound confidence. he kissed you like he couldn’t quite get over the sweet taste of your lips, like he didn’t want to. each brush of his lips grew a little bolder, a little more desperate, as if he was trying to make up for lost time.

when he finally pulled back, his breath was shaky, his heart pounding against his ribs. and yet, even as he tried to catch his breath, his arms stayed locked around you, his forehead resting against yours.

he laughed, breathless, eyes shining. “i really, really like that.”

kim woonhak.

the day was just like any other, as normal as ever. you were hanging out with woonhak, having planned to do your homework together—though that plan had been abandoned a while ago. he had a ball in hand, lazily throwing it against the wall and catching it on the rebound for the past fifteen minutes, while you were lost in your own world, doodling absentmindedly in the back of your notebook.

but woonhak got bored quickly. you noticed the shift when he set the ball aside, his fingers drumming against his thigh, his lips pressed together like he was debating something in his head. his gaze flickered to you every few seconds, thoughtful, unreadable.

and then,just as you were about to ask what was on his mind, he just did it.

no hesitation, no warning—his hands found your face, warm and gentle, as he leaned in and kissed you.

it was soft but certain, like he'd made up his mind in an instant and didn’t want to give himself the chance to second-guess it. his lips molded against yours, slow and warm, lingering for just a beat longer than expected before he pulled away. his large hands cradled your jaw, thumbs tracing over your skin as his eyes flickered over your face, taking in your wide-eyed, dazed expression.

but instead of teasing you for it, he just smiled—small at first, then wider, his arms slipping around your waist, pulling you closer.

there was no shyness, no uncertainty—just quiet comfort, the kind that made it so easy for him to touch you, to want you. like he had never even considered being nervous around you in the first place.

and then—just when you thought it was over—he dipped back in, pressing a kiss to your cheek. then another on your temple. soft, affectionate, each one lingering a little longer than the last. you barely had time to recover before he tilted your chin up and stole another kiss from your lips, quick and playful, like he was testing the waters.

but when you didn’t pull away—when you leaned in just the slightest—he kissed you again. slower this time. deeper. his hands smoothed down your back, drawing you in until there was no space left between you, his lips moving against yours,like he wanted to memorize the way your lips felt against his. 

when he finally pulled back, his breathing was a little uneven, but the grin he wore was lazy, pleased.

his voice was impossibly fond as he murmured, “yeah,” pulling you in until you were against his chest, his chin resting atop your head. “definitely gonna need more of those.”

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[juyeoz]

I-N-L-O-V-E LIKE THE MOVIES — MYUNG JAEHYUN ୨୧

SYNOPSIS — You loved the game Wordscapes and Jaehyun loved you. His long lasting crush was tiresome for his friends, you were only his classmate after all. Nevertheless, what other way was there for him to gain your attention other than playing your favourite game, Wordscapes? None. Well, completely ignoring the fact he wasn’t the best at word games.

PAIRING — loser-crush!jaehyun x crush-fem!reader (ft. boynextdoor, ricky from zerobaseone, yunjin from le sserafim, yeonjun from txt, and hanni from njz).

GENRE(S) — short smau + written, highschool au, classmates to friends to lovers, mutual pining, fluff, slight angst, and crack.

WARNING(S) — profanity, random timestamps, wordscapes and pixel gun 3d obsession, kind of fast paced, kms/kys jokes, joking threats, corny lovebirds, mentions of being sick, and hints at manipulation.

STATUS — completed! (dec 9th, 2024 - feb 6th, 2025)

NOTE — wordscapes obsession is back…! like badly… i’m literally level 244 i can’t LMAOO wordhunt too i’m so good 125 wins ☝️☝️ anyways enjoy this smau in return!

PLAYLIST — nice guy by boynextdoor, your eyes only by enhypen, i wanna be yours by arctic monkeys, light by wave to earth, buzz love by &team, i’m in love with you by the 1975, let you break my heart again by laufey, nothing even matters by big time rush, blue lemonade by red velvet, honeypie by jawny, day 1 by red velvet.

TAGLIST IS CLOSED!

PROFILES › ONE AND TWO

CHAPTER ONE — Blocked Bye.

CHAPTER TWO — I hope yall die.

CHAPTER THREE — hella hit that

CHAPTER FOUR — Ouu… 🧯🧯💨💨

CHAPTER FIVE — oh that’s…

CHAPTER SIX — CLOCK OUT BITCH

CHAPTER SEVEN — JAEFLIRT ALERT

CHAPTER EIGHT — a win is a win…?

CHAPTER NINE — that would be fire 🔥

CHAPRER TEN — fatal liars

CHAPTER ELEVEN — ITS NOT A DATE

CHAPTER TWELVE — LLMJ 🕊️❤️

CHAPTER THIRTEEN — Damn! i look good

CHAPTER FOURTEEN — flocita HATE club

CHAPTER FIFTEEN — me when giselle 💔

CHAPTER SIXTEEN — BAE?&:&@3

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN — we failed (0.5k words)

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN — oh baby my baby

CHAPTER NINETEEN — need him BAD!

CHAPTER TWENTY — hard launch or wtv

COMPLETED!

© JUYEOZ

[chewnotchoke]

like no one else can

ೃ࿐ boynextdoor as your situationship

this was fun to write,,i was wondering if i should make individual fics abt this...what do yall think? ^__^ feedbacks and comments are appreciated ! and also my ask is always open if u wnna chitty chat <3

warnings: fluff, intense pining, light angst, signs of red flags

wc per member: ~250-400

sungho

“i’m trying to understand what am i to you?”

𓍯 situationship with sungho would be filled with a lot of "almosts" that keep you guessing, excitement, and unexpected outcomes. he would have this easygoing, carefree attitude as if he truly enjoyed your time together, but he’s also hard to pin down. he would bring you as his ‘plus one’ to parties or events and he has once invited you to a family outing “as a friend”

𓍯 sungho likes to do actions that you couldn’t help but assign meanings to these little things. he would give you a bite of his food in between laughter and throw tiny comments such as “i thought about you the other day.” the way he laughs at your jokes, recalls small details you mention, and checks up on you in between classes makes you question if he does the same with other people. if you didn't witness him opening doors for people, helping classmates with their homework, and giving the same endearing smile to anyone in need, it would be quite easy to convince yourself that the things he did to you meant something.

𓍯 when you mention being cold, he casually throws his hoodie over your shoulders and says, "just give it back whenever." yet it stays with you for days and he doesn't bring it up either, as if sharing his hoodie has become a relationship between you two. but when you decide to give it back, your heart aches to see another girl wearing his hoodie.

𓍯 the combination of highs and unanswered questions would be thrilling, and his charm would entice you to return for more. but the question “what am i to you” hangs in the open air because then, if you really meant something to him, he wouldn’t have treated others the same way he did to you.

𓍯 was it mutual at some point? maybe, or maybe not.

riwoo

“i know it’s casual but i look for you in a room full of people”

𓍯 likes having alone time with you. plans a hang out with your friends to watch a movie but the truth is he didn't invite anyone else just so he could watch the movie and spend time alone together. at the end of the movie, you'd just be wiping off your lips because you spent the whole time making out.

𓍯 situationship with riwoo is almost like a secret. he knows how to pull you towards him, and the relationship has you on chokehold. most of the time, he makes moves that make you question the very foundation of your relationship. he acts like he likes you. but does he actually do?

𓍯 during a chill drinking celebration at your friends' house, both of you always find a reason to text each other even if you're literally in the same room. that one time when you were seated a little too far from him, he pulls out his phone, typing under the table making sure no one gets a peak of his message, he would send you, "you're too far from me :(" it seems as though the thread that binds you is stronger than everything else, and every communication feels like a secret that only the two of you know. you'd look up from your phone to give him a glance and he gives you a subtle look—the look that even when you try to look away, you could feel his eyes settled on you.

𓍯 his red flag would probably be saying things like, "would you be jealous if i went out with someone else?" or talking about his ex. but right when he gives you enough reasons that he's not good for you, he pulls the "what would it take for us to stop pretending this isn’t more than casual?" card.

jaehyun

“you say we’re just friends but why do you look at me like that when no one’s around?”

𓍯 when you clearly don’t look like you’re just friends but it’s becoming a running joke now–jaehyun responds without skipping a beat whenever someone arches an eyebrow and asks if there is more going on between you and him. he casually replies, “we’re just friends.” and each time you force a smile that falls short of your eyes, you nod along.

𓍯 jaehyun has this habit of leaning towards you whenever he laughs, sometimes his head falls on your shoulder for a moment which kinda makes you flinch during the first few times but now that you’re used to it, you let your heads touch each other when you laugh together.

𓍯 when he spots you alone leaning outside the glass door at a party, you feel his presence slowly approaching you and then he simply stands there in comforting silence, staring at you in that familiar way, without saying anything at first. when you told him that you get more comfortable attending parties because he’s around, he’d flash a smirk, and his eyes return to the expression he always gives you when no one else is there. jaehyun looks intensely at your face as if he’s searching for something–searching for a sign.

𓍯 you can’t resist yourself to ask him a question if he’s sure about it. “sure about what?” his tone is gentle, and the corner of his mouth twitches as if he clearly understands what you are saying. “sure that we’re just friends…” you replied. jaehyun pauses before responding. he just looks at you, his eyes darting to your lips and back to your eyes, a spark there that he tries to conceal but can't quite get rid of. he lets out a tense and nervous laugh. “yeah, we’re just friends.” but his words were laced with hesitation and uncertainty. and there you thought, maybe the look he gives you is enough, for now.

taesan

“you treat me like this because you know you're my weakness.”

𓍯 taesan knows how flustered you get when he touches you. during lunchtime with your other friends, you tried to ignore how he sat closer to you than usual. when your friends make a joke and others laugh along, you try so hard to focus but you just can’t seem to grasp the fact that his knees and yours were touching. then, his fingertips lightly touched your leg, so gentle at first that you nearly questioned whether it was an accident. however, taesan’s hand becomes steady and warm, and you can only sense his calm presence. you attempt to maintain a neutral appearance on the outside as your heart twitches and your mind attempts to process the unexpected sensation. his smile is as laid-back as ever, and he continues to laugh with the group as if this is nothing unusual.

𓍯 situationship with taesan can be a little frustrating. he likes to give you mixed signals. he’s mostly all about you most of the time and he holds eye contact like you’re the only person he could see. but then the next day, he barely acknowledges your presence. he’s quiet and doesn’t speak to you. but you know what’s bad for you? the fact that you'd fold immediately bcs he really just knows how to give you butterflies right when you think he’s not interested. taesan would come up behind you, whispering to your ear saying, “i missed you today.” and you would quickly fold like you didn't just question everything about him.

𓍯 at some point, the feelings were mutual. but you got tired of going around in circles waiting for nothing to happen, so you just decided to move on and bury your feelings just to keep the friendship.

leehan

“teach me how to not care about these feelings that keep me up at night for nothing.”

𓍯 you don’t talk everyday but that’s what makes everything thrilling. and when you do talk, texting usually lasts until 3am. although you can feel the weight of your eyelids by this time, you try to stay awake just to converse with him. conversations with leehan are almost raw, something about each message is intimate—one you probably wouldn’t hear in the daylight. the thought that he actually also stays up with you makes you wonder how much he’s also feeling.

𓍯 leehan has the subtlest way of making you laugh. he’s nonchalant but he’s the type to make you intrigued without fully committing. with that being said, he knows when to pull back when he thinks you’re getting a little too attached over a situationship even if he's the one responsible for making you feel that way

𓍯 after dates, goodbyes often linger in the air. both of you enjoyed too much to actually walk away and go back home. when he stands close enough to hug you, you could feel his hand linger on your back like he’s in no rush to go back home. both of you stood there quiet, glancing at each other, enough to decipher by the look of your eyes that there are still unsaid words. “i’ll text you when i get back home.” he holds both of your hands as they slightly brush away from yours whenever he takes a step back. you know yourself you want something more from this situationship which causes your heart to ache.

𓍯 leehan is still not letting go of your hand even at the point where your fingertips are only touching each other. “let’s do that next time.” he says and adds, “sleep over.”

𓍯 and when he actually gets back home, you don't receive a text from him at all, and talked again the following days like nothing happened.

woonhak

"why does it feel like we’re both waiting for the other to make the first move?"

𓍯 it’s painfully obvious that both of you like each other. neither of you just couldn’t bring yourself up to confess. there’s always this tension that hangs heavy in the air when you’re with him. you're lounging on his couch while watching a film. with his shoulder almost touching yours, he is closer than friends should be. the couch's modest size is a flimsy excuse, but you both know there's more to it. woonhak’s arm occasionally moves, grazing yours and giving you a shiver, but he doesn't pull away. both of you are dancing around that invisible line, on the brink. his hand is getting closer and closer till your fingers would touch if you both moved even a little.

𓍯 every time you're together, you experience this torturous pulling, waiting for the other to finally release the tension that has been building for weeks. his hand moves next to yours, his fingers flexing as though he wants to grab you but isn't quite brave enough. and you can't help but wonder whether you're both simply waiting for a sign, anything that would eventually allow one of you to cross that line.

𓍯 woonhak constantly teases you, looking for excuses to rub your hair or bump into your shoulder, and he enjoys seeing how you respond to his pranks. he says something, though, that takes you entirely by surprise just when you think it's all a friendly act.

𓍯 “i feel like we’re both good at being complicated.” he chuckles. you can sense that you're both still holding back and skirting the truth because you're afraid of altering something that feels so near-perfect. but when you meet his eyes, you can see that this isn't the end of it because of the little warmth that remains in his smile.

[slytherinshua]

TEXTS WITH BOYFRIEND JAEHYUN

genre. fluff. fake texts. warnings. none. pairing. jaehyun x fem!reader. wc. n/a. request. requested by 💌 anon a/n. i love him sm why is he so :(( i need a boyfriend i'm so chronically single what is this 😭😭😭

sungho ver | riwoo ver | leehan ver

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[kaiyunsim]

Off Script — SMAU

synopsis : as co-mc’s for one of the hottest shows, you and jaehyun have perfected the art of keeping audiences entertained with your effortless banter and undeniable chemistry. off-camera, your connection deepens into a friendship that feels like it could become something more—if only one of you would take the first step.

pairing : idol!myung jaehyun x soloist gn!reader (photos will be male reader tho)

genre : fluff, angst, strangers to friends to lovers

warnings : death jokes, swearing, probably more in the future

a/n : hey guys we are BACK ! i’m in my bnd obession phase so here is a smau on them 😋

started : 28/11/24 - …

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clown subunit | boynextdoor

chapter 1 : i miss myeongdocat

chapter 2 : GUESS WHO

chapter 3 : ty co-host

chapter 4 : guest mc

chapter 5 : dream team

chapter 6 : sunjaey/n

chapter 7 : jacket stealer

chapter 8 : study session core

chapter 9 : fucked

chapter 10 : misstep

chapter 11 : ty sunghoon

chapter 12 : awkward

chapter 13 : confession

chapter 14 : jaey/n for lyfe

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[hanfourz]

pepero kisses .𖥔 ݁ ˖

summary: how they would do the pepero/pocky challenge

pairing: ot5 boynextdoor x gn!reader

genre: fluff, established relationship

word count: <100 for each

warnings: kissing lol

note: (written by 🍒!)

𐙚 sungho ― says he want to show you a "trick". so he shows you how to put one in your mouth then suddenly starts eating from the other side with zero warning.

𐙚 riwoo ― you both were just watching tiktoks together and were like 'let's do this'. so he just puts it in his mouth and waits for you to eat it but you were flustered and he found you adorable. you just started eating it slowly and he starts to eat it from the other side, smiling at you.

𐙚 jaehyun ― saw a tiktok and immediately jumps to get a pack and tells you to eat one. then he suddenly grabs your shoulders and starts eating it from the other side and kissing you.

𐙚 taesan ― i live for flustered taesan. so while you were eating them, he asked if he can have some. youre like sure with a little smirk and put one in your mouth and tell him to come get it.

𐙚 leehan ― oh bitch you just want to eat your pocky stick in peace and he suddenly takes your face in his hands and eats it. then he kisses you leaving you flustered and shy.

[incorrectboynextdoorquotes]

Jaehyun: Don't go to the kitchen. Sungho: Why? Jaehyun: I saw a spider. Sungho: Well, did you kill it? Jaehyun: It has 8 arms and I only have 2, it's not fair...

[gyurilla]

see you, very soon. - h. taesan

genre: lovers to exes, exes to lovers, angst, highschool au, slight university au, wc: 730..? sorry i didnt check t_t, pairing: taesan x afab!reader, notes: lowercase intended, cheating, lying, just so much heartbreak icl

note: i want to emphasize that i don't think taesan is like this in real life. this is entirely fictional and doesn't represent him in any way!

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you weren’t supposed to fall inlove with han taesan

well, atleast not like this.

not with someone who made you feel like you were never enough. not with someone who gave you the world only to rip it away when you needed him most. not with someone who could love you so sweetly one night and be in someone else’s arms the next.

yet, you did.

you spent four years with taesan, clinging to the boy you met in your freshman year of high school, the one who made you laugh when you were upset, who kissed whenever you felt good about a test score, who promised you forever. but forever had an expiration date, and that date was your graduation day.

freshman year

taesan was completely different back then. he was affectionate, flirty, and all about you. you remember the way he looked at you when you first met..like you were the only person in the room.

“yn, you’re so cute when you’re focused!,” he had said with that boyish grin, the one that made your cheeks so red and your heart beat out your chest.

it was easy to fall for him, so easy to love him.

dates at the arcade, random snacks throughout the day, helping you carry boxes for student council, stolen kisses in empty hallways, it felt like a dream.

unfortunately dreams don’t last forever.

sophomore year

the first time he cheated you, minji had told you, for some stupid reason you forgave him.

“it didn’t mean anything,” he told you, holding you while sobbing into your neck, oh how that broke you.. “i was stupid. i only want you ynie..”

why did you believe him?!

maybe it was the thought of losing him hurt more than the betrayal.

junior year came along

you lost count of how many times it happened, you lost count how many girls came up to you and told you what taesan did behind your back.

the same pattern, over and over again. the lies disguised as apologies, empty promises that things would be different, fake sob stories.

you knew he was lying, it was so obvious yet, you stayed.

because when he was good, he was so good. and when he was bad… you told yourself it was just a phase he was going through.

everyone at school pitied you, it was obvious.

senior year, graduation the long awaited day

taesan looked at you with the same love in his eyes as he did when you first met, his eyes so full of excitement, so proud that you had finally made it to this day together. but you knew better now.

you didn’t smile. you didn’t let yourself fall for it again.

you met his gaze for a moment, then turned on your heel, walking away without a word.

just before you disappeared into the crowd with your peers you paused.

without looking back, you whispered loud enough for him to hear, “see you.”

taesan’s breath hitched. his eyes widened as if he wanted to stop you, but deep down, he knew this time, you were really leaving. the constant lies, cheating and mistreatment he knew you had enough.

still, all he could manage was a quiet, almost broken

“very soon”

and there you promised yourself to never go back to him, to never date someone like him

university was supposed to be a new start.

you had applied to this school with him, back when forever still seemed possible. but when the acceptance letters came, only yours arrived. you took it as a sign, fate telling you it was time to finally let go.

and for a while, you thought you had.

until the first day of university, when a voice you hadn’t heard in a year called out to you.

“y/n”

your heart skipped a beat

you didn’t hesitate to turn around, it was almost as if you had been waiting for this moment all along.

and there he was.

“taesan…” his name slipped from your lips in a whisper, your vision blurring with tears.

you made a promise to yourself you’d never go back, you swore you’d never let him in again.

but when he smiled at you, just like he used to, at that moment you broke your promise.

and just like that, the boy you swore you’d leave behind was back in your life.

and hopefully he changed.

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a/n: haiii i had freetime so i decided to make a post another post since i had this half story halfway done, i was gonna do another chapter for my smau but i don’t wanna spam the taglist LMAO

[chaerrisin]

boynextdoor as your high school lovers ⊹˚. ♡

୨ৎ they call this puppy love.

fluff! (includes skinship, kisses, petnames, but nothing explicit...) ⊹ ࣪ ˖

a/n: in honor of woonhak being almost done with high school soon... i did this based of how i would expect them to be! double drop today hehe...

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| sungho ꩜ .ᐟ

sungho who is always early, waiting for you by the school entry doors. sungho who grabs your hand and tugs you close the moment he sees you. sungho who pats your head every time you mention an accomplishment. “i’m so proud of you, y/n.” sungho who always brushes back your hair as he rests his chin on your shoulder while you work. sungho who will always be your study buddy, actually helping you with your work, then kissing your forehead when you show your progress. sungho who always prepares a lunch for you to eat, watching fondly as you eat it. sungho who always keeps you updated about classes or reminding you to do work. sungho who walks you to every class and picks you up every time with a, “i’ll miss you,” or “i missed you.” sungho walks you home with your arm linked with his as he asks you about your day. sungho who always makes sure you’re on the side furthest to the road, always cautious to protect you and make you feel comfortable. sungho who will always greet your family when he drops you off home. sungho who cups your cheeks and presses a kiss to your forehead, nose, and lips before murmuring, “good night, my love. i had a good day with you, again.”

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| riwoo ꩜ .ᐟ

riwoo who is always quietly observing you, smiling fondly. riwoo who will always offer help on your homework. riwoo who always provides you with things you need for emergency, he just knows you well enough and is always prepared. riwoo who wait outside your class and open his arms when he sees you come out, knowing you’d go straight into them. riwoo who is quietly protective of you, always checking on you and reminding you to take breaks, very insistent of maintaining your wellbeing. “c’mon y/n, it’s break time, or you’ll burn out.” riwoo who loves playing with your fingers in class, always outlining yours with his own. riwoo who always reassures you, saying, “good luck!” with his first up before you take an exam. riwoo who walks with his hands in his pockets before giving up and grabbing yours, squeezing it from time to time. riwoo who loves to make dad jokes about the subject you're studying when he realizes you’re having a hard time. riwoo who will always drag you into the convience store as you walk home to spoil you with your favorite snacks. riwoo who will always watch get excited at the first bite and tell you, “you’re so cute, y/n.” riwoo who refuses to let go of your hand when you need to go inside. “fine… i’ll see you tomorrow. sleep well,” before kissing your hand and letting it go.

| jaehyun ꩜ .ᐟ

jaehyun who also greets you with an arm around your shoulder. jaehyun who always leans his head on yours as you work, looking down at your paper, already praising your work even if it’s only your name written. jaehyun who will always choose you for partner/group projects and letting you take over as he helps. jaehyun who will always save a spot for you in class or at the lunch tables, patting the seat when he sees you. “come here, saved you a seat!” jaehyun who loves to ruffle your hair when you let out a groan after getting the wrong answer. jaehyun who walks with his arms around your body somehow or with his hands in yours, swinging them as he walks with a rhythym and his eyes only on you. jaehyun who always makes sure you’re in a good mood, checking in on your status when you’re studying. jaehyun who will interrupt your studies to show you quickly show you something, but he really just wants to squish your cheeks and mess with you. jaehyun who always tells you did well, making sure your efforts were all worth it. jaehyun who will always mention you to his friends, “y/n did this for me yesterday. they’re so cute.” jaehyun who is the first to cheer you on at an award ceremony, “THAT’S MY Y/N! WOOO!” loud for everyone to know you’re his. jaehyun who holds you close as he walks you home, finishing it off with peppering your face with soft kisses, “i’ll be here when you’re ready tomorrow.”

| taesan ꩜ .ᐟ

taesan who walks with your shoulders touching and hands brushing. taesan who shares his earbuds with you as you two study together. taesan who secretly holds your hand under the table, his thumb rubbing your skin, ever so often bringing it up to kiss the back your hand when no one is watching. taesan who always steals glances at you, already smiling softly with a fond look in his eyes — especially when you say something in class. taesan who tells you, “take a break,” as he runs his fingers through your hair. taesan who will try to act nonchalant when his friends ask about you, but he can’t help but get soft as he talks about you. taesan who always walks you to class first and is already waiting outside your class once it’s over. taesan who brings you up the rooftop during breaks, embracing you with his lips murmuring sweet randoms on top of your head. taesan who always carries extra materials for you if you need them. taesan who admires everything you do, even if it’s just looking at the board. taesan who brushes your hair behind your ear when your focused on your work. taesan who walks you home and ends the night with a small kiss on your lips, saying, “good night, my love. don’t work too hard, alright?”

| leehan ꩜ .ᐟ

leehan who always had something new to show you every morning. leehan who holds the school doors open for you. leehan who held the umbrella over you, letting his shoulder get soaked, on rainy days. leehan who will always check up on you, making sure you don’t overwork yourself. leehan who stands behind your seat as you work, his hands gently massaging your shoulders as you work. leehan who always insists on carrying your backpack for you. leehan who always asks, “how was class?” leehan who send you looks from across the room in class, making faces just to see you smile. leehan who would lay his head down, watching you study as he plays with your hair. leehan who walks you home with his fingers intertwined with yours. leehan who will always back you up when you point something out in class. leehan who kisses your forehead every time before you walk into your home, saying, “get some sleep for tomorrow, pretty.”

| woonhak ꩜ .ᐟ

woonhak who would wait for you at the usual bench by himself, looking around, waiting for you with his round eyes whenever he arrived before you. woonhak who loves poking your cheek as you talk. woonhak who always waited at a designated spot for you after every class. woonhak who likes to nudge your arm with his elbow in the middle of class just to show you a little note he wrote on paper for you. woonhak who keeps his energy up to relax your mind from studying too hard. woonhak who always carried your favorite snacks in his backpack and hand fed them to you as you two walked together after school. woonhak who will always pull you into a tight hug first. woonhak who will always celebrate your scores, no matter how low. woonhak who will forever praise you, calling out “oh yeah, my y/n is so smart,” to all his friends. woonhak who gets shy when his friends tease him after catching him peck your cheek. woonhak who loves swinging your hands as you two walk in between classes. woonhak who would walk by your side all the way home and pout before hesitantly saying goodbye, lingering a while after you close the door.

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thank u for reading. please do not copy!

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