#boysplanet fics

[heartricky]

hello👋 can i please request zb1 reaction to their s/o being a producer? like they didnt know that their s/o had produced alot of hit kpop songs or like that😌 (esp imagine gunwook’s s/o produced hot by svt😫) ty in advanced!

omg anon you're so smart, yes, here you go!

this isn't proof read so I'm sorry if there any any mistakes!

word count: 1163

𝐣𝐢𝐰𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐠

as an actor, jiwoong knows all about being constantly busy, so when you suddenly went radio silent to work on a secret project, he couldn't help feel curious about what had gotten you so busy. it was only when he heard the sentence in an interview, "oh and you know y/n l/n? the person who produced the title soundtrack for your new series?" did it make sense as to why you would lock yourself in your office for days at a time, unable to contact him often.

to say that jiwoong was shocked would be an understatement, but the shock was quickly replaced by pure pride, he couldn't believe he had such a hardworking and talented s/o. he definitely helps you get onto producing zb1's title track.

𝐡𝐚𝐨

considering you had never been much of an instrument lover, it shocked has that you knew so much about music composition when he played a new piece on the violin that he had been working on for the last couple of weeks. so upon asking, he found that you had been producing songs every now and again for fun, liking the way that certain instruments and keys worked well together.

he was so impressed, falling even more in love with you, wondering how he had managed to bag such a badass babe.

𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐛𝐢𝐧

hanbin had a feeling you were a producer, talking about how layers of tracks on songs blend together and being able to pinpoint where a new section of recordings had taken place when listening to a song in the car with him, but he decided to let you tell him in your own time, he didn't want to pressure you into telling him. he knew what it was like wanting to keep something big about you secret incase of people who wanted to abuse the information.

but when you did tell him, boy, did he give you the biggest, most warmest hug filled with many compliments and temple kisses. you both listened to all of the songs you had produced after that.

𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐰

as an avid music listener, matthew had always wondered what it would be like to produce some songs, especially now that he would be debuting. it felt like such a cool accomplishment to be able to say you helped produce your own group's songs. so when he mentioned it in passing to you, and your face starting glowing when telling him how to get started and how to download certain softwares that would be most useful when being a beginner.

poor matthew had missed when you told him you were a producer when you first met each other, so he asked "how do you know so much about producing?" giggling you replied, "because its my job? matt, I told you this on our first date". *insert matthew surprised pikachu face*

"oh. I'm sorry I must have missed that. can we listen to the songs you've produced? wait no, let me guess them!"

𝐭𝐚𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐞

taerae had his suspicions when listening to a song, where the producer tag sounded a bit too much like your voice, so the next time you both saw each other, he decided to play detective and put on one of the songs he thought you had produced.

the way your face glowed with pride when hearing that taerae liked the song you had produced enough to play it in front of you told him everything he needed to know. eventually, once the song finished, he asked the question, and when you nodded your head, taerae couldn't help but feel amazed, "wow, you're so cool do you know that y/n?", "you're even cooler taerae".

𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐲

when you had mentioned that you were saving up for a specific type of headphone set for your birthday to ricky - which was definitely not cheap - he asked you why you wanted it so badly. telling him why, that you had picked up producing a few songs as a hobby and had wanted to get some more professional items to help boost your career, he bought them immediately, getting them customised to your favourite colour as well, so you could spend the money on a well deserved treat instead.

you had decided to pay back your boyfriend for the kind gift with a couple's trip to see this musical he had been wanting to see for a while, where you both stopped at a strawberry field on the way and ate the delicious berries watching the performance.

he was so proud of you and couldn't believe how hardworking you were, he definitely bragged about having such a cool s/o to his yuehua friends - poor ollie and had didn't hear the end of it for months.

𝐠𝐲𝐮𝐯𝐢𝐧

gyuvin always wondered why you stayed in the music rooms at school for much longer than you realistically needed to as a music major in the high school. so when he walked into the room one day with a chocolate milk and sweet bread as a snack for you, did he discover the tracks and arrangements of vocals on a large desktop.

after telling him that you had been offered to work on a few songs for some extra money, he gave you the biggest hug ever, telling you how talented you were, jokingly suggesting that you help produce a title track when he debuted.

𝐠𝐮𝐧𝐰𝐨𝐨𝐤

after saying that he would dance to "hot" by seventeen in the star level test, he was shocked when hearing "ahh, yes, did you know y/n l/n produced this song and 'ash' as well, on this album, they worked with woozi directly! at such a young age, they're so talented already."

gunwook went and googled the listed producers on the title track when he finally got access to the internet in the dorms, surprised that your name was there, it only boosted his ego that he had a musically talented and academically talented s/o, just like him.

he definitely interrogated you when he talked to you on the phone later that night, jokingly pouting when you had to rush to tell him that you were under a contract not to tell anyone when helping produce the song, but your worries were quickly brushed away when he told you how much he loved you, and how much he loved the song as well.

𝐲𝐮𝐣𝐢𝐧

you were one of the producers for 'say my name' on boys planet, so when he saw you in the room for recording the song, he was both equally shocked and amazed that you had been behind the catchy song he was performing to later that week.

he dragged you out into the corridor after recording the song's vocals, kissing your cheek lightly, holding your hand as he told you how gifted you were in music production.

imagine his surprise when you told him you were also producing the title track for when zb1 debuted after the final.

[cupidgwk]

like a fool — p.gwk

pairing: park gunwook x gn reader!

genre: combo of angst & fluff!!!

childhood best friends to lovers!!!

warnings: feelings of worthlessness

word count: 1k

note: listen to like a fool by twice for a better experience!

you’ve thrown a stone at my quiet heart

maybe you don’t know

park gunwook. the oh so cliche, childhood best friend who also happened to be the guy you were oh so hopelessly in love with. of course, you never asked to fall for him. it just kind of happened.

was it the first day of 1st grade,when he fended you off the bullies for tugging on your pigtails?

or was it when he spent all his allowance to and bought every single box of chocolate imaginable on valentine’s day just to litter your desk after you complained about not receiving a single piece of candy the previous year?

tell me, maybe what you said before

was just a joke, oh

or was it the most recent occurrence, when he let you cry into his arms after a horrible day as he stroked your head which such tenderness. you caught yourself, as you almost mistook it for him reciprocating the same feelings you had for him.

i want to tell you, without sounding awkaward

but it wont turn out well, i’ll look back and regret it

of course, once the thought plagued your mind it made you cry even harder into his chest. you wanted to push him away so bad, but you couldn’t when he radiated so much warmth.

but i’m just impatiently waiting, yeah

like a fool

brushing non-existent crumbs off your uniform, you let out a sigh you didn’t know you were holding. as you blew the strand of hair that managed to block your vision, unwillingly stepping foot into the school groaning as chatters of your schoolmates filled the hallways.

it might be a childish though, it might just be an illusion

gunwook is everything that you’re not. of course, people are going to talk and ponder why he keeps you around when he’s a trainee at a well known company AND the stuco president while maintaining clubs and top honors. while you, well, let’s say at least you’re passing! it’s gotten better. though, the whispers that are almost at a talking level always make their way your ears.

i might regret it, but boy you’re my first love.

you felt like a fool, walking alongside him the halls with his gummy smile that never failed to bring heat to your face as he looked at you such adoration.

gunwook would furrow his eyebrows as you recounted the most recent confession you’ve gotten, turning down yet another guy. “and you’re the one complaining about being single.” he rolled his eyes playfully, nudging you.

“my standards are WAYYY to high” emphasizing it as you raise your arm as far as you could. you let out a sigh. “maybe next time.” you look away mumbling….

you’re the only one in my heart

﹟ ★

gunwook came running to your front door engulfing you in his arms spinning your around chanting “i got in! i got in!”

your face lit up with joy but not as much joy as his displayed. though, a part of your heart stung realizing he would be gone for a longer than you thought.

“congrats gunwook!!” you ruffled his head. he finally placed your feet back onto the floor.

as per tradition, the two of you took a stroll to the nearby convenience store, purchasing watermelon popsicles. toasting to his success.

side by side the two of you walked down the side walk. a feeling of tranquility and comfortable silence engulfing the atmosphere. you stopped in your tracks

“you know…” you turned to him. “i’m going to miss you a little bit.”

“disgusting.” gunwook teased shoving you.

you frowned in response. “and right when i was getting sentimental.”

“kidding, kidding!” he put his hands up in defeat. “i’m going to miss you more y’know.”

“i know.”

﹟ ★

it was the day before he had to leave to the dorms, your eyes teary eyed at the fact of not seeing your best friend for a bit.

i can’t tell you, but i want to show you

you don’t know what possessed you to do the unthinkable. somehow, you acted on your intrusive thoughts, placing a quick kiss on the corner of his mouth.

gunwook’s eyes widened at the sudden act of affection.

“a little something to remember me by, before you leave for the program,” your hands slightly trembled as you placed a locket containing a picture of the two of you. purposely, you avoided his gaze worried to witness his reaction.

you gave him a soft smile, hoping he’d take the hint. gunwook closed him mouth and returned the smile patting your head as he trudged up the bus.

your eyes followed, watching him as rush to the back of the bus, waving at you shyly, as the bus drove into the distance

﹟ ★

after a couple weeks of filming schedules and such, gunwook finally had time off. in the duration of auditions and the signal song evaluation, of course his dream of debut was his number one priority at boys planet. though, he couldn’t help but think about his best friend waiting for him back at home.

without a doubt, gunwook was entirely grateful for all the star creators who showed their endless support for him at the live stages and online. though, he would be lying if he didn’t miss your presence.

gunwook replayed your confession over, over, and over. hell, he even consulted in his new favorite hyung about the situation. groaning in agitation? lovesickness? frustration. hwanhee patted his shoulder with a knowing smile, “hearing the way you talk about them,” he paused. “i think you know the answer.”

﹟ ★

you impatiently tipped your body back and forth waiting at the train station for gunwook’s arrival back home. a crowd emerged from the train that just arrived. gunwook’s train. as soon as you saw his tall figure, you called out his name with as much noise as you could, even making heads turn in the process. gunwook turned around to the sound of your voice, as he sprinted to you picking you up in his arms once again.

despite being flustered, you melted into his familiar touch inhaling the faint scent of frantic softener lingering on his hoodie.

“you know….” you started, picking up your head up. “the facade you put up during the auditions was sooo obvious!” you teased him as he settled your feet back on the floor.

a light coat of pink dusted his cheeks turning away ever so slightly. nothing could’ve prepared you for the words that were about to spill from gunwook’s mouth.

“i’m love you.”

your vision suddenly became blurry as endless tears filled up your eyes. he pulled you into his chest stroking your hair up and down as you continued to sob into his chest.

“you’re such a crybaby,” gunwook taunted as he lifted your head up smoothing down the hair he ruffled.

“shut up,” you sniffled in a croaked voice from the sobbing.

he rolled his eyes before placing a tender kiss on your lips this time.

boy i am your fool

<3

[gunwookies]

Hey :)) I've read your work and I really like it, the taerae one was really cute I just 😭😭❤️❤️

Could I ask you for a fluff fic with ricky?? Like cuddles or something cute. I'm starting exams tomorrow so my head can't take it any more, I need something cute to relax myself 😭❤️

Have a nice day :))

Hey!! I'm really glad you like my work! I hope you ace your exams! Here's a little Ricky drabble:

pairing: ricky x gn! reader

genre: fluff

word count: 0.5k

You ruffled your feet softly against the cotton of your cream-colored sheets as the gentle rays of the warm morning beamed against your sensitive eyes. A heavy warmth weighed across your waist, warm breaths comforting the skin behind your neck. You smiled at the soft snores that serenaded your ears, almost imperceptible if not for his close proximity. You reached a hand towards the fingers that rested limp over your belly, carefully intertwining them in yours. Your thumb softly ran circles against the soft back of his hand. Suddenly, a low groan echoed in your ear and his fingers gave yours a gentle squeeze. 

“Good morning,” your boyfriend whispered against your ear. Your cheeks warmed at his deep morning voice. 

“G’morning,” you whispered, turning over to face him. You could now see his fluffy blond hair messily falling over his face, and slightly covering his eyes. You pushed the soft strands back, in order to get a better view of his face, as he pulled you closer, his nose grazing yours. He rubbed his nose against yours, eyes scrunched and cheeks rosy. Light giggles left your lips as you turned your head in efforts to avoid his tickling. 

“Ricky, stop!” you yelled between giggles. But it was no use. Instead he took this as a sign to keep going. His blunt fingers grazed up and down your body, tickling you all over. You could hardly breathe from how much you were laughing, your belly cramping. But it was worth it when you heard his low chuckles and got a glimpse of his crescent-shaped eyes. 

When he finally stopped, you rested your head in the crook of his neck, catching your breath.

“Ricky…” you whined. 

“I’m sorry! It’s too easy!” he countered, grinning. He stroked your hair with his palm, leaving small kisses on your temple. You turned your view upwards, looking at him through your eyebrows. He looked beautiful to you from that angle; the soft glow of the sun bouncing off his skin, the sharp line of his nose, the languid flutter of his eyelashes, the dark corners of his mouth turned slightly upwards.

“You’re in a good mood this morning,” you mutter. He looks down at you, fingers tracing your jaw.

“How could I not be, when I get to wake up next to this beauty?” He reached down and pressed a warm kiss to your lips. It was a soft kiss, your lips moving at a slow rhythm. But your heart, on the other hand, was racing. You could taste the sweetness and love on his lips. After so much time together, he was still able to make you feel like the most loved person in the world. You parted from the kiss, leaving one more peck on his lips. 

“We should get up. We’re gonna be late,” you said, propping yourself up on your elbow. Ricky pulled you back into him, this time holding you tighter, closer. 

“Can we just stay here a little longer? I just wanna love you for as long as I can.” You blushed, keeping a beat of silence as you tried to hide your fluttering heart.

“Of course we can.”

[wonsohl]

say my name! 🌊 han yujin

synopsis: yujin x f!reader , white day episode , f!reader and yujin get together

you walk in to school 20 mins before other kids come in, your uncle was the vice principal of the school and would drop you off at school in the morning everyday.

you rush down the corridor and go into your home room.

unpacking your bag eagerly you lay out a chocolate carton and letter on anonymous table.

holding the letter dearly near your heart, you place it on your desk and run away with your bag unzipped, which was your biggest mistake.

you meet up with your friend before going inside school near the cafe.

you check your phone ;

8:17am

giving you and your fiend enough time to grab a takeaway ice coffee.

when you arrive to your homeroom, you notice a big crowd around yujin’s desk.

it felt like finally noticed your presence.

then you noticed your friend, ahyeon staring at you.

she whispers,

“look who is blushing” she says whilst pinching your cheeks.

you realise the heat on your cheeks and run out of class.

but then you bump it yujin and his group.

🤦🏻‍♀️ so cliche for what?..

you quickly look at him and run to the bathroom splashing cold water on your face burning down the heatness of your face.

“y/n!” ahyeon calls out chasing you to the bathroom.

“you made it so obvious!, he probs knows you like him!” she says hitting you on the head.

“sorry sorry, but it’s better he knows and can just reject me so i can move on!” you say patting your brushed head after ahyeon’s hitting.

you got back to class to see everybody has calmed down and went back to their own groups.

luckily no one stares at you or anything, except yujin.

from the corner of your eyes you can see him examining you.

then your teacher comes in, quieting down the class after the hectic crowds over yujin’s table.

during lesson you could feel yujin still staring at you with his big doe eyes.

and to be honest , you felt so happy knowing the guy whom you had admired for over a year has now finally embraced you?

after the bell rang ahyeon was already gone as she had to go to a badminton competition with a few other of your classmates leaving you alone.

you didn’t have any real friends other than ahyeon and everybody in your class already had their own friend groups.

so you took out your phone and went through your socials that’s until you found a shadow right in front you.

now, out of all the possible people who it could’ve been, it was yujin.

“so uhm, it was you?”

crap.

he caught you and you were done for good.

“haha, yes it was.”

then there was an awful silence.

a very PAINFUL silence.

“it’s ok, if you don’t like me back,

i undertand-“

then yujin hands you his name tag

both hands and eye closed whilst looking down.

“please y/n?, just this once”

you smiled taking the name tag off the boys hands who was scared for his dear life.

“yes yujin, i love you to”

now like was a very strong word, but love?

you officially took his young heart forever to keep.

he looked up blushing.

and with that,

you and yujin were always found together, hand by hand everyday every time.

“happily ever after”

- hvnyujiq 🫂

(giving your name tag in s.korea is like a confession, if you see the ‘say my name’ performance, you would see the members giving their name tags to the star creators as a confession! that’s what gave me the idea for this fic! always leave request in the comments :) don’t be afraid!)

[slimeclimbtime]

FINISHED - EVEN STARS DIE EVENTUALLY

at last i finally finished my jeongyu/ggang team centric fantasy fic based off of the protect the princess game! as of the time im posting this its now the longest fic in the bp tag (tho that’s gonna get taken over soon by the real essay writers and oneshot collection boys)

now i can rest in peace (well i have to make the whole ass timeline first, but yeah)

[amakumos]

OMIGOSHHH I LOVE YOUR CUPID SERIES SO MUCH

that's all. BUT ALSO!

would you ever consider doing a zb1 or boysplanet x y/n in the future

THANK U SM ☝️☝️☹️☹️☹️❤️ and I HAVE CONSIDERED IT I am just not sure if i have the time / commitment to write for 2 diff groups bc i am the type of person who can only ever focus on one thing💔MAYBE I WILL TRY!! because i have been wanting to write a gunwook fic

[heartricky]

kum junhyeon - midnight showers

┌─── ∘°❉°∘ ───┐

summary: after returning home from boys planet, kum junhyeon finds you in his room, awaiting his arrival to shower him with love and care following his loss on the survival show "boys planet".

kum junhyeon x f!reader

a/n: this is my way of dealing with the loss of junhyeon at the finale.

the room was cold. the presence of your boyfriend has slowly drained from walls, evaporating away in the four months he had been staying at the dorms, for the show "Boys Planet" that he had decided to compete in.

the room was cold, but then it wasn't. the door creaked open, the sounds of the rusting hinges breaking the silence, piercing the overwhelming loneliness that covered the room.

"baby?" you called out to him, as he stepped into the room, his shoulders sagging.

the surprise on his face was evident, but damn did it feel good to see you.

he dropped his bags on the floor, instantly melting into your open arms. it wasn't long before you felt the fabric that met your neck starting to feel damp and you heard the sniffles, breaking the silence once more.

"come to bed honey, you've had a long day." you tell him, rubbing his back continuously waiting for him to respond.

you don't hear a vocal response, only feeling the motions of him nodding his head up and down, before dragging you to the cold bed that had stayed unslept in for months, crawling under the covers with you.

you reach out to hold him, but instead he says, "wait I need to shower and we both need to change into pyjamas."

you agree, letting him get up to go to the bathroom, changing yourself whilst he is in there, and waiting for him on the edge of his bed once again.

loving people is hard, but loving junhyeon seems to be a walk in the park, it never comes with struggles or issues, and even when one of you is upset, or in junhyeon's case, distraught beyond belief, it doesn't take much for either of you to feel better again when in the presence of your other half.

your other half, junhyeon. he walks out of the bathroom, hair still slightly damp, water dripping slowly from his face. smiling lightly at the boy you love so dearly, you reach out and grab the towel from his hands, slowing scrunching out the rest of the water, drying his hair for him as you both sit in silence.

"I love you," you tell him, "and so do many others. the fact that you didn't debut tonight does not mean you won't ever debut again, hyeonie. your fans will wait for you just as I will."

you reach around to hug him from behind, placing your chin on his shoulder, legs moving to surround his.

"im so proud of you. its beyond amazing how well you have done and I have no doubts that you won't be scouted by big companies from this. you can do it hyeonie, its just that this time isn't the one."

"but if this one isn't the one" he interrupts, grabbing your hands from his waist, turning around to face you, "then which one is? I don't want to wait more years to have an opportunity like that again, I want to feel happy again, like I did on the stage tonight."

"and you will, baby. I'm so sure of it. just be a little more patient. I will be right there with you to wait as well, hopefully that will make it a bit more bearable." you reach to ruffle his hair as you say the words felt from the bottom of your heart.

"I love you", you continue, "and I always will. you make me so proud to be your girlfriend and everyday I fall more and more in love with you and your talents. many others have too. it will get better, I promise you."

he doesn't believe you. you can tell in his eyes, but instead he chooses to nod and replies, "thank you baby, for making me feel better."

"I love you hyeonnie. you don't need to thank me."

junhyeon grabs you, pulling you under the covers once more, hugging you in his bed, bathing in your warm presence. with you, his room doesn't feel so cold now.

you both don't fall asleep for awhile, simply holding each other and enjoying each others company as the night passes.

and if you had to tell him it all over every night from now on until he believed it, you would.

└──────┘

[heartricky]

dog union - "en garde!"

summary: after choreographing the "artist battle mission" song 'en grade' for the survival show, 'boys planet', you had been asked to come and help evaluate the trainee's performance and give advice before their performance in the following days, what happens when you catch the attention of the youngest three trainees?

a/n: this is heavily inspired by @boysplanetmorelike's story "Let's Win This Love" - I reread it so often omg - but I wanted to change it up a bit to fit the dog union! junhyeon I miss you so much.

word count: 836

As a young choreographer, having dropped out of school to pursue your dream of dancing for a living, finding people that would allow you to choreograph for them was difficult, but thankfully, being given the opportunity to co-choreograph a few of the Kep1er title tracks had boosted your popularity, even having MNET contact you about choreographing a new song for their upcoming survival show, Boys Planet.

Naturally, you jumped at the chance, so happy and honoured to have been given such an amazing opportunity. The song being so catchy had played a huge role in your choreography, wanting it to be powerful and eye catching - even cheekily making a reference to how many hours it had taken you to come up with the choreography in the post-chorus!

After recording the song with a couple of dancer friends you had, you sent the dance off to the primary producer of the show, receiving many compliments from other producers as well on the quality of your choreography.

But apparently, MNET wasn't done with you, asking if you were willing to come and advise the trainees who had been given the song to help prepare them for the 'Artist Battle' mission before the final, wanting to make sure that they performed to the best of their ability. You agreed, having seen a couple of clips of the show before, wanting to see if you could spot a couple of your favourite trainees - you couldn't help it that Sung Hanbin was so likeable!

->

After being given a mic and a pep talk from one of the producers and star master, Choi Youngjoon, who was also going to be guiding the trainees on their performance, you walked in bowing at the trainees who were excited to meet the choreographer of the song they were performing.

"Gunwook-ah, look at them! They choreographed the song? Wow, they're gorgeous and talented at the same time?"

You blush lightly at the compliment, making eye contact with a boy with the name 'Kim Gyuvin' on his chest, telling you his name instantly. He smiled, waving lightly before turning to hit his friend, named 'Gunwook' apparently, happy that you had seen him.

You turn to Youngjoon, who had also witnessed the interaction, exclaiming lightly, "Why don't you boys say that stuff about me? I choreograph!"

Gyuvin blushes lightly at the small dig, not wanting to seem disrespectful, "I'm sorry, master-nim, but look at them! You agree that they're beautiful, right?"

"Gyuvin-ah like they'd go out with you, they look like they prefer muscles!" You hear Gunwook say, flexing his bicep muscles, kissing them lightly before winking at you, causing you to laugh a little, ducking your head.

"No! They definitely want a boyfriend who can make them laugh! Junhyeon is five years old!" A third boy who looks to be a similar age says to you, the aegyo clear in his voice, forcing a pout on his face.

You sit there in shock, not knowing what to do, until Hui, or Hoetaek on the show, interrupts, "We are here to get feedback guys, not flirt with the choreographer!" He rolls his eyes, also finding the situation funny, but wanting to stay professional in front of the cameras.

"Wait!" Junhyeon - you learn - shouts. "Let me ask at least, who is the most good looking here, choreographer-nim?"

Not knowing how to respond under the sudden pressure and attention, you mindlessly point at one of the trainee's on the end, someone you recognised from some clips circulating on the internet.

"Hiroto." You say, "Hiroto is the most good looking."

The practice room descends into silence, but not for long until you hear the giggles of Hiroto, winking at him lightly before coming back to look at the three youngest members.

"No!" "Thats not right!" "You can't do that!" " I asked you between the three of us!"

The boys burst into shouts, clearly unhappy with your response, Gyuvin even going over to pretend to whack Hiroto for what seemed to be for simply existing.

"Okay! Okay, okay." Youngjoon finally intervenes, having enjoyed the situation for too long. "If you are comfortable with it y/n, how about I propose a deal?" He pulls you to the side, whispering a fun plan to you, wanting your confirmation before telling the three teens what he had come up with.

Walking back over to your seat in front of the mirror, you clear you throat before speaking,

"Whoever impresses me the most with the choreography, and who stands out to me the most at the final performance can get my number."

Hoping the small incentive would bring a great performance from the boys, you explain the plan, the three dog-like boys agree immediately, Junhyeon even jokingly voicing out his plan to injure his two friends before the performance so that he would perform the best, but you stopped him before he could actually begin to think about playing dirty.

->

And, well, who performed the best at the 'En Garde' performance? That's up to you.

[heartricky]

park gunwook - loves planet

summary: Despite being trainee's from the same company, Park Gunwook hated you. You never got an explanation so how will competing against him on the MNET survival show 'Boys Planet' end?

park gunwook x trainee!reader

a/n: anon, I hope you like this! I chose to write the reader as gender neutral as I want to cater my writing to as many people as possible, so if you want to pretend that BP is gender inclusive or not, you can still read!

DISCLAIMER: Gunwook is literally a giant baby in real life, this is not meant to portray him in a mean way, I literally cannot imagine this guy acting like he does to the reader in this story, he looks like he can't hurt a fly, so take this story with a whole tonne of salt!

word count: 3092 (WOW)

You could remember standing by the other group of Jellyfish trainees before they went to perform their initial 'Star Level Test' performance, the judging from one particular trainee making the atmosphere for both you and his three teammates almost suffocating. You couldn't believe that he was going to act like a child on national television because you and him had some unspoken rivalry.

You watched their performance from the TV in the backstage area, analysing and trying to understand what the judges wanted from a good performance, being shocked yourself when none of your company mates had gotten a desired 'ALLStar' ranking. It made you want it even more, wiling to give everything to do both your company and yourself proud. Maybe, being better than Park Gunwook played a role in your wishes to rank the highest, maybe it didn't. No one would know anyway.

You had been given the iconic StayC song 'ASAP' for the initial test, which you were thankful for as you loved the song and had also learned the main points of choreography with your friends from school when it released.

You were confident in your dancing and singing ability, but still wanted to improve on your rapping, so you hoped that the Star Masters liked your performance enough to let you showcase your talents and continue improving your weaknesses.

You walked out onto the stage, introduced yourself and then, a blur. You couldn't really remember what happened after that, the memory next in order being Choi Youngjoon, a well appreciated and idolised choreographer, telling you that you had received an ALLStar ranking. Gasping, you thanked the judges immensely, so proud of yourself, looking up at the trainees who looking a slight bit scared of your talent, and smiling even more. You could debut no problem.

->

Learning the signal song felt like a breeze to you, the choreography came naturally and you were extra thankful for your ALLStar ranking because you could learn the choreography at the front of the room, however, you felt upset for the trainees with the NOStar ranking, who were at the back of the room and could barely see the StarMasters.

After rehearsing for a couple of days with fellow ALLStars, you had the signal song evaluation, aiming to get the centre, so you could demonstrate your talents to audiences early, and not have to worry about scraping through eliminations. You wanted to debut so badly, and were willing to do almost anything to get it.

You went into the evaluation room, danced and sung as hard as you could, but apparently it wasn't enough for the judge's to give you signal centre. Don't get me wrong, you were over the moon that you had kept your ALLStar ranking but still, it was hurtful that the judges thought you weren't charismatic enough to be the centre, instead choosing to give the role to Zhang Hao and Sung Hanbin instead.

You walked back into the room where the other trainees sat, having either completed their evaluation, or were still waiting for it, sitting back down with the ALLStars, choosing not to talk much for the rest of the day, too upset with your failed chance at becoming centre.

Getting back to the dorm that day, you decided to wash up and go straight to your room, not wanting to see anyone else, but on the way, you saw Gunwook. You both looked at each other and you could tell that he was going to say something snarky, so you just looked down and walked past him.

Confused, Gunwook called out, "y/n?", you turned back to him, teary eyed, and just shook your head, "I don't want to deal with you and your comments right now Gunwook. Just do me a favour and leave me alone for the night please." You then walked into your room, shutting the door quietly and lying down on the bed choosing to sleep it off.

The next day, you felt better, having thought it through, deciding that yes, Zhang Hao and Sung Hanbin were both the better options, they had great chemistry that you probably wouldn't have been able to replicate with either of them. You felt happy for your fellow rank mates, wishing them well and saying you were proud of them, despite the small tugs in your heart, telling you that you were still disappointed in yourself.

->

You thanked Keita immensely for picking you to be a part of the dubbed 'Avengers' team to dance to 'Kill This Love', but then proceeding to hit him repeatedly for picking the song that Park Gunwook would also be competing with. You didn't know how you were going to make it through practicing in the same room with him without one of you killing the other.

No murder happened that week but some members of your team wanted to kill Gunwook for making the taunting comments towards you, belittling and making you feel insecure about your clear talents.

"Remember when you failed the evaluation for signal centre y/n? You're going to fail this challenge too." "How do you feel about K team beating you y/n? Already used to it?" "Damn you can't even hit the high note right, Hwanhee hyung will show you how it's done."

The comments were fine to deal with at first, with you choosing to be the bigger person, but slowly, as the week went on, you felt more and more depressed, and everyone in your team could see it. So when the final comment came, the final blow, the most hurtful one really, it surprised no one when you walked out of the room in tears, too upset to even care that the cameras were following your every move, following you into one of the neighbouring practice rooms to find one of your closest friends, Ricky.

No one would tell you what was said in the practice room after that, only that Gunwook was scolded badly by both Hwanhee and Zhang Hao, the pair angry and disappointed in the boy for how he had acted and what he had said.

According to Keita, Gunwook found you twenty minutes later, but seeing you in Ricky's arms was something he didn't like and so he chose not to apologise. He couldn't describe why seeing you so close to the yuehua trainee tugged at his heartstrings, but either way, he decided that he was just going to not talk to you. Ignoring you is easier than apologising when you're wrapped up in another man's arms.

->

After talking with Ricky, you were angry. So angry. So furious and humiliated by how you had let Gunwook talk to you that you forced that energy into your performance, something that paid off well apparently. The phrase 'G-TEAM WIN' plastered across the TV felt so satisfying. You chose not to look at K-Team, wanting to relish in the win as well as first place, which had been so graciously given to you by the audiences.

Your performance went viral when it aired, the audience and watchers were amazed by how you looked on stage, so captivating and so strong.

->

Now came the second test, where each trainee would be put into a song category that played to certain strengths, rapping, singing or dancing. But to spice things up, MNET chose to add another category, the 'All Rounder' category. Managing to have placed 7th in the first eliminations, you were one of the last to choose, surprised that there were only four people stood in the All Rounder section, two in 'Cheers' by Seventeen and two in 'ASAP' by StayC.

Every trainee in the room watched you walk over confidently to the All Rounder section, thinking you were going to choose ASAP again, as you had performed it before and had done well enough to intimidate the room of trainees with your talents.

But you didn't do that, instead choosing to go Cheers, standing next to Woongki and Haruto, who had both been pushed into the All Rounder category, and had eventually chosen Cheers. As the higher ranking trainees picked, the people who were pushed out of their spot on the desired teams came over to the All Rounder section, leaving Chen KuanRui, Haruto, Seowon and Woongki in your team.

You were thankful that you had four other trainees in your team who were all talented, and eventually, in the final performance, you were all talented enough win first place, being able to go to MCountdown with your friends.

Celebrating with your teammates when finding out you had also won first place led to Haruto whispering in your ear, "Look at Gunwook real quick for me."

Choosing to follow his orders, you glance over to Tomboy team where Gunwook was looking at you, a small smile on his face that was quickly dropped when he realised that you had noticed, a scowl replacing the cute smile that once adorned his face.

->

As time passed, the penultimate challenge came before the final, the 'Artist Battle' Challenge, where each team would be placed into an original song and have to learn it, but the twist was that the audience would choose where the trainees went, and if you didn't like the song, oh well.

You had been placed in 'Supercharger' Team with some close friends and some younger trainees, and you enjoyed your time with them, but without doubt your favourite memory made with one of your teammates, Ollie, came on the Planet Sports Day.

I mean, getting shoved over by Yoon Jongwoo and spraining your ankle because of his lack of spatial awareness was not your favourite part of the day, but sitting with Ollie, chatting away about his home country was wonderful. You were happy to have made a friend like him.

Ollie and you continued to gossip whilst his hand was being bandaged - you felt sorry for the rest of your teammates, having two injured dancers on the team - until a Park Gunwook also walked into the med tent, a hand holding his head.

He explained that he had a migraine and was advised by the producers that he needed to sit out for the next hour or two until he felt better, sitting opposite you.

The friendly and talkative atmosphere quickly drained, stilted conversation happening between Ollie and Gunwook, the former of which attempted to get you to converse with the latter, but his trying didn't bring any conversation from you - you were still upset by his comments from the first challenge, but also confused as to why he had been looking at you so nicely after winning first place in the second challenge.

Talking to him was not worth your efforts it seemed to you, as it always ended in hurt on your end. But seeing his small pout when describing his so called "earth-shattering headache" was too addicting to look away from.

->

Unfortunately, due to the sprained ankle that hindered you from performing to the best of your ability, the showcase of the 'Artis Battle' songs left you unsatisfied and disappointed in yourself. You weren't terrible, nor did you bring your team down you were told, but still, you liked being the best and you were not the best on that stage in your eyes.

The feelings of disappointment and hurt slowly affected you, causing you to leave the room where you could watch the performances from backstage, and to sit in the corridor, begging your eyes to stop crying and ruining the makeup that the makeup artists had so gracefully made you look beautiful with.

Your efforts were fruitless though, the tears couldn't stop coming and at this point you had been gone so long that Gunwook and the En Garde team were leaving the room to perform their song.

Gunwook noticed you sat in the corridor, leaning against the wall immediately and started to move towards you but unfortunately, Ollie had made it before him, hugging you and holding you close as you sobbed in his arms.

That nagging, tugging at heartstrings feeling came back again in Gunwook, but he chose to ignore it once more, moving to comfort you as well. Ollie spoke up before he got too close though,

"Gunwook hyung, I don't think they want to talk to you right now, you've done enough in the past. Just go and get ready to perform please?"

"I'll do what they want, not what you think they want, Ollie" Gunwook replies, looking at you.

You look back but soon shake your head, not willing to talk.

You hadn't said anything to Gunwook, but it felt like you had just killed him. He couldn't describe why seeing you so upset was hurting him too, he couldn't describe why you in Ollie's arms hurt. And worst of all, he couldn't explain why, even after crying for more than twenty minutes at this point, you still looked more beautiful than anyone else on this earth.

"Gunwookie" Hui calls. "Let's just go, they look like they need space." Hui grabs Gunwook by the arm, dragging the boy lightly to the mic area, where they were to get suited up and ready for the performance that was next.

He performed well, Gunwook, but the thought of you crying like you had just done because of the comments that he made continuously ate at his heart, killing him slowly and slowly.

You, on the other, had sat with Ollie, his arm around you, only wishing it was Gunwook's. You had never admitted it to anyone, not even your favourite baby girl Woongki, that you had had a crush on Gunwook since you met him, you couldn't blame yourself really, he was just too beautiful not to like.

But after everything he had said and done to you, you couldn't help but feel hopeless, deciding to bury the romantic feelings for him deep down inside you, choosing to play his game in return.

But then again, the famous saying goes, "everything that is concealed will be brought to light and made known to all."

->

The day came, where the third elimination was to take place, and you were hopeless. The performance you had done with Supercharger had left your dedicated fans disappointed, and it killed you inside that you couldn't perform the way you wanted to because of a sprained ankle.

You didn't expect to make it into the top 18, and unfortunately, when Na Kamden's name was called, it was then confirmed that you hadn't gained enough votes to make it to the final.

You were devastated, but surprisingly, you weren't the most upset person in the room by your elimination.

Tears were shed almost immediately by the boy sat on the N.12 seat, and there was no other explanation by his sudden emotion than he had realised how he would miss you.

Not miss making fun of you, poking at your insecurities because it made himself well better and less inferior compared to your own talents, not miss gloating around you when he won the challenges just like you, not miss talking about you to other trainees, saying white lies that made you look bad.

No. He'd miss you. He'd miss seeing your face everyday. He'd miss being around you. He'd miss hearing your laugh from across the lunch room when talking to your friends.

It took you being eliminated for Park Gunwook to realise that he wasn't jealous of you, he was in love with you. And the emotions that hurt him when he saw you with Ollie and Ricky, the emotions that made him upset when he saw you cry, they were all because he was in love with you.

He wanted to take it all back immediately, go back in time and tell himself that the last thing he should do is be horrible. The last thing he should do is make you cry, the last thing he should do is poke fun at your insecurities because he felt better when you did badly.

The first thing he should do in this moment is run to you and tell you how he feels. And that's exactly what he did.

Filming ended and the eliminated trainees, your 'supercharger' team included, joined in a group hug, all comforting each other as you realised you had failed in achieving your dream.

A hand pulled you away from the trainees, into a nearby room and pulling you into a chest. A chest which you soon realised to be Gunwook's.

"I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry. Words can't even describe how sorry I am, i'm such a fool y/n, I shouldn't have said what I did, I should have just seen how in love with you I am."

"You're in love with me?" You ask, cutting him off from his ramble.

'Yes. And I'm an idiot for not seeing it earlier. I understand if you want to get rid of me, never see me again, says the word and you'll never hear from me again, but I just need to tell you. I need you to know."

"I don't know if I can forgive you for what you have done to me, Gunwook. Do you know how much pain you put me through, for what an ego boost?"

"I do, y/n, and I'll keep apologising for the rest of my life."

"I guess I need to apologise too, I've said hurtful things too. I'm sorry for what I have said Gunwook, thank you for your own apology." You reply, brushing a tear cascading down his face away, caressing his cheek a little.

"Look", you begin. "Give me some time to think. I need to wait, to think once I'm no longer devastated about the elimination." You pause, "If you debut, then I'll think about letting you take me on a date. If you debut, we are going to sit down and talk about this. Just because I've liked you for so long, it doesn't mean I will forgive you so easi-"

"You like me too?" He interrupts, too excited to even think about the final part of your sentence.

"Yes, unfortunately. I want us to work this out, so you better debut Park Gunwook, or I swear to god, I will make you go through the exact same hell you've put me through in this competition."

"Yes ma'am." He salutes at you jokingly. "I look forward to our date when I debut."

"Good." You smile at him.

->

And well, we all know what happened in the finale ;)

[gunwookies]

dragon eyes

pairing: park gunwook x gn! reader

genre: angst

warnings: cursing, pain

word count: 1.1k

Your eyes traced along the horizon, as you watched the rippling waves of the river. The glistening wood of the bridge beneath you was accompanied by the warm smell of fresh rain. The sky above you was clouded with grey, besides the small clearing that allowed the moon to shine through. Your eyes managed to catch a familiar shape on the other side of the long, empty bridge. A silhouette sauntered along the right side of the bridge, hand trailing along the wooden railing. The moonlight reflected on the man’s denim jacket. It was dark blue, rugged; one particular detail caught your eye. The backside was decorated with an elaborate drawing. Red lines were drawn throughout, white paint splattered in the top right corner. You still happen to have stains of white paint on your favorite pair of jeans.  There was a pair of eyes close to the top left corner. It looked almost like a dragon, or that’s what you’d always told him it looked like. He thought it looked more like a goblin. Nonetheless, he gratefully accepted the gift. ‘I’ll wear it every single day even if I get tired of it,�� he had said, while placing a kiss on your cheekbone. It seems like that was the one promise he was able to keep.

‘Y/n, you’re it for me. I could never love someone like I love you. And there’s no way I could ever stop loving you,’ he whispered as he buried his face into the crook of your neck. His warm breath tickled you, his nose rubbing slightly against your skin. You squirmed in his hold but his arms were wrapped sturdily around you.

‘Gunwook, stop!’ You giggled as your attempts to break free became futile, his hold still strong. Honestly, you didn’t want him to let go either. So, you gave in, relaxing your hold in his arms. Instead, your fingers reached his chin, pulling his face up to meet yours. You stared into his eyes, his brown, genuine eyes that were overflowing with love as they stared into yours. His eyes slowly became crescents, his cheeks turning a light shade of pink as he became shy from your gaze.

‘I… love… you… so… so… much,’ you said, placing a kiss on the tip of his nose in between each word. His eyes fluttered shut under the warm touch of your lips, the corners of his lips turning upwards.

You shook your head, hoping to shake away those thoughts. The sight of him had become the key to unlocking a part of your memory which you worked so hard to forget. It was the part that held all the beautiful things of what used to be the two of you. The things you wished you could hate.  The muttered ‘I love you's that were said out of the blue, the shared smiles of comfort in the midst of a crowd, the intertwining of fingers for reassurance, and the warm kisses in the shadows when no one was watching. Those were the things that made you love him, and for that reason they were the memories that you wished you could erase forever. It was easier to remember the fights, the tear-stained cheeks, the yelling across the room and the hurtful words you wouldn’t ever repeat. It was easier to hate him this way. It was easier to live this way.

‘You’re so fucking selfish, Y/n,’ he spit out, taking a step closer towards you. His finger was pointed at your face and though he was far from touching you, it felt like you’d just received a jab across the face. You could feel heat rising through your face, your jaw clenching.

‘I’m the selfish one for wanting to spend time with my boyfriend?’ you scowl, a sarcastic laugh leaving your lips. You stare up into his eyes, noticing the slight rise of a vein in his temple. You noticed the way his eyes glossed over as he held a beat of silence.

‘You know that’s not what I meant,’ he sighs, his gaze lowering. ‘You always do this. You flip my words around to make me sound like the bad guy. But y’know what, Y/n?’ his voice lowered, almost like he was surrendering. Rather than angry, he seemed exhausted. He stared at you, shaking his head slightly, his eyebrows furrowed. ‘I’m done.’ A needle pricked at your heart. No, it felt like more than a needle. Maybe it was a thousand needles, or maybe your heart had been thrown in a blender and mercilessly beat until it was shredded to pieces.

‘You’re leaving?’ you asked, voice shaking. But it shook with anger more than heartbreak. You felt betrayal, frustration. He’d promised he’d love you forever. And you held on to that. You swore that was the one promise that would be forever kept. He didn’t bother to respond to your question, but he gave you one last glance. His eyes were glassy, and his cheeks slightly red as a single tear drop painted his skin. And you think you saw a slight smile in his lips, one of pity, before he slammed the door behind him.

That was a memory you’d played over and over again in your head. You’d relived the pain of being left over and over until you became numb, until the good parts caused you more pain than the bad ones. Until the memories of your love became stained with tears and the dripping blood of a broken heart. You raised your gaze back up to the shadow that slowly distanced itself from your figure. You longed to call out his name. To see his face once more. You hoped to see him doing terrible, hurting. You hoped to hear his heart crack as he was faced with you. You hoped he was in worse pain than you, that he regretted ever leaving you and breaking his promise.

‘PARK GUNWOOK!’ you yelled. He turned around at the calling of his name. His eyes landed on you and his body froze, before his lips stretched into a smile. His eyes were still full of sadness, of pity. He looked at you with longing, his gaze reflecting a nostalgic heart. His footsteps neared yours, as you found yourself moving towards him, too.

‘Y/n!’ he yelled back. And this time it was a cry of happiness, relief, comfort. You ran towards each other until only breaths separated you. Your heart was once again rejuvenated, your lips finding their way to the place they had always been familiar with. Your arms fit around his neck like they were molded for each other, and his arms wrapped around your waist strongly, with no intention of letting go. And you were happy again, no longer broken. And so was he.

But, the truth was, you didn’t want to find out that he wasn’t heartbroken. You didn’t want to know if he was happy without you. So you watched as his shadow was swallowed by the darkness of the night, and you could no longer see the dragon’s eyes that stared back at you.