#but i think if he were in a relationship with someone who likes to hug and kiss him

[crabsnpersimmons]

How would Sun from your have you eaten au feel about hugs? He seems like he's so reserved and you mentioned that because he knows he's a robot he isn't very indulgent

But would he like hugs? Or could he warm up to them eventually?

(was chatting with @inkydoughnut the other day and i realized i never posted this comic woops 😂)

well well! Sun is no stranger to hugs! he doesn't usually initiate hugs, but he's used to receiving them from when he was a daycare attendant. he's never really learned when is a good time to pull back tho, so he often stays put until you pull back first:

Eclipse: Sun, we have dishes to wash.

Sun: You have 4 hands. And Moon.

[sanaxo-o]

Number one (Yoon Jeonghan)

Warnings/genre: jealous!Jeonghan, idol reader, fluff, mention of TBZ, nicknames (babe, baby), established relationship, cuddling, and um yeah very cute

Sana: so have been in a jeonghan brainrot lately (totally understandable) not proof read but thank you @bella-feed for giving this prompt and thank you @deobienthusiast for reading it for me lol. Anyways enjoy!

Word count: 748

“Seems like someone had fun.” I flinched when I heard jeonghan’s voice from underneath the sheets.

I giggled when I realised he was sulking. Sleeping under the sheets, I hugged jeonghan from behind while nuzzling my face in his neck, “Someone’s pouty?” I asked as my voice came out a bit muffled.

Jeonghan just sighed as he held onto my hands tighter while mumbling out a small ‘am not.’

“Come on, why are you upset hannie?” I asked with a slightly teasing voice although I knew why he was acting like this.

“Nothing…I mean if you liked The Boyz more than me as in my group you could have just said so.” He replied. Turning his body around he faced me while looking at me with a slight glare.

I laughed softly as I pecked his nose and cheeks, “It was nothing serious. You know that. I am just good friends with Kevin and he invited me to their concert.”

Hearing my answer jeonghan just silently scoffed and muttered out, “So…were they better than me?” I couldn’t help but chuckle when he asked that.

Smiling slightly I decided to play along, “Of course! Don’t get me started on how hot Hyunjae was while performing hypnotised.” I said with a teasing giggle, acting as if I was blushing at just the thought of that.

“Babe!” He whined as he pulled away to look at my face closely, “So you like some other dude more than your own handsome boyfriend?” I couldn’t help but laugh when I saw his expression.

“You’re stupid to think that I like any other group more than my boyfriends.” I said with a soft smile as I played with his hair.

“So I must be your bias, right?” He asked with his usual baby voice, making me grin more widely.

“Says who?” I asked with a raised brow making which made jeonghan groan again.

“Me? You’d be crazy not to bias me. I mean have you seen me?” He said with an obvious voice as he bumped his head against my forehead on purpose.

“Hmm…but my bias is Minghao though.” I replied but yelped when jeonghan started tickling me.

“Say that I am your bias.” He said while tickling me.

“Okay stop stop let me breathe first!” I exclaimed and calmed down when he stopped tickling me, “I still think Minghao-” I couldn’t even finish my sentence as jeonghan started tickling me again. “Sorry sorry sorry! You’re my bias!” I said while laughing as he finally stopped with a satisfied smile on his face.

“As I should be.” I smiled and wrapped my hands around his waist again and snuggled in his chest while laying my head against his chest.

He immediately wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer as he started playing with my hair while patting my head softly.

“Okay but why did you not tell me that you were going to The Boyz’ concert?” He asked while softly humming some song as he placed his head on top of mine and kept his legs over mine to make me feel closer to him more.

“I knew you’d get jealous so I just wanted to see your reaction.” I said with a grin as jeonghan just scoffed at my answer.

“I was not jealous.” He said with an eye roll although I could not see it I knew he did roll his eyes.

“Um sure if you say so babe.” He chuckled at my answer as his laughter slowly died down and comfortable silence creeped up when jeonghan spoke up again.

“Were they fun?” He asked softly as I peered open my left eye to look at him.

“Hmm yeah it was nice.” I mumbled as sleep slowly started enveloping my body.

“More than me?” I opened my eyes properly and pulled away from jeonghan to look at him carefully.

Grabbing his face in my hands I looked in his eyes with a smile, “Never, no one can ever be as fun as you. They can try but they can never beat you.” Hearing my answer jeonghan immediately smiled and placed his head on top of mine again.

“You will always be my number one, right?” He asked as he pulled the blanket over us.

“Always and forever. Your number one fan.” I replied as he hummed in satisfaction and pulled me closer.

Kissing my forehead he muttered out a small ‘Goodnight baby’ before we both drifted off to sleep.

[scoupsakakitty]

hii!! i love your works and was wondering if you could write a nana tour Vernon fic, where when they go to vernon's room seungkwan has to go in and check first because vernon and reader were together and then he tells reader to hide in the washroom or something?? you can write it as you wish, and please ignore if you're not comfortable

Hidden Moments | idol!Vernon x Reader | fluff

The soft hum of conversation from the hallway grew louder as Vernon closed his hotel room door behind him. You leaned against the small desk, watching him with a lazy smile as he set his phone down on the nightstand.

“Think they’re going to catch on soon?” you asked, teasingly, referring to the other members of Seventeen.

He shrugged, a small smirk playing on his lips. “If we keep sneaking around like this, maybe. But I think we’re doing okay so far.”

Your relationship wasn’t a complete secret, but it wasn’t exactly public knowledge either. The two of you had been seeing each other for a while now, quietly stealing moments whenever Vernon’s chaotic schedule allowed.

He crossed the room, standing in front of you and placing his hands gently on your waist. “I like this though,” he murmured, leaning in to rest his forehead against yours. “It’s just us for a while.”

The moment felt warm, intimate and then there was a knock at the door.

Both of you froze.

“Vernon? Open up, I need something,” Seungkwan’s voice called from the hallway.

Vernon’s eyes widened slightly as he glanced toward the door. “Uh, give me a second!” he replied, his voice steady despite the panic in his expression.

You bit your lip to hold back a laugh. “He can’t see me here,” you whispered, already moving toward the bathroom.

Vernon nodded quickly, ushering you toward the door with a sheepish smile. “Stay here,” he whispered before you slipped inside.

Moments later, you heard the room door open, followed by the unmistakable voice of Seungkwan.

“Why did you take so long?” Seungkwan asked suspiciously.

“I was… uh, cleaning up a bit,” Vernon lied.

“Cleaning? Really?”

The sound of footsteps made you tense.

“Wait, did you have someone in here?” Seungkwan’s tone was accusatory, and you imagined him narrowing his eyes at Vernon.

“No! What are you talking about?” Vernon said, a little too quickly.

“I don’t believe you,” Seungkwan replied, his voice dramatic. “I’m going to check.”

Your eyes widened as you realized what was happening.

“Hyung, seriously, there’s nothing—”

But Seungkwan didn’t wait for Vernon to finish. The sound of approaching footsteps made your heart race. You barely had time to think before the bathroom door creaked open.

Seungkwan peeked inside, his gaze falling on you crouched awkwardly by the sink. For a moment, neither of you said anything.

“Oh,” he said flatly, blinking a few times. Then, he turned back to Vernon, who stood behind him looking sheepish. “You’re unbelievable.”

Vernon scratched the back of his neck. “I can explain…”

Seungkwan raised a hand to stop him. “No need. I’m just going to pretend I didn’t see anything. But next time,” he looked back at you, “hide better.”

With that, Seungkwan left, muttering something about how he deserved an award for putting up with everyone.

When the door closed, Vernon let out a breath of relief, turning to face you as you stepped out of the bathroom.

“Well,” you said, trying not to laugh, “that could’ve gone worse.”

He sighed, shaking his head. “Next time, we’re locking the door.”

You grinned, pulling him into a hug. “Next time, we’ll be more careful.”

“Deal,” he murmured, leaning down to kiss your forehead.

Despite the close call, you couldn’t help but feel that moments like these messy, imperfect, and shared only with Vernon were your favorites.

————————————————————————————-

[hanniebaeee]

Clueless: Baby Bang

Bang Chan x fem!reader

Warnings: Reader is pregnant (just that, nothing deep)

Genre: established relationship, flufffff

Summary: You've been distant lately, and Chan can't understand why. Because this is very unusual for the two of you as you two are on each other all the time. And Chan panics as you guys are getting married in a few months, and this sudden change is unraveling him.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Chan paced the living room, a deep frown etched into his forehead. You hadn’t touched him in days. Weeks, actually. That alone was already a catastrophe, considering the fact that you two were basically like bunnies.

But now? Nothing. You were dodging his touches like he was contagious. He reached for your hand? Oh, look, you suddenly needed both hands to text someone. He tried for a kiss? Whoops, you conveniently yawned. Bedtime? You were already asleep. 

And that diamond ring glittering on your ring finger? It made him wonder if you were regretting saying yes to him already.

He’d spent way too many nights staring at the ceiling, feeling like the universe was punishing him for something he didn't even know he did.

Chan sighed and opened the group chat. This was bad. He needed to vent.

Chan: She’s avoiding me.

A rapid barrage of notifications followed, and Chan barely had time to process one before another arrived. 

Minho: Y/N? The one who’s practically glued to your lap 24/7?

Hyunjin: LMAO. Not possible. I won't believe it.

Seungmin: You obviously did something.

Chan: NO, I DIDN’T DO ANYTHING!

Chan: She’s been acting weird for WEEKS. 2 weeks to be exact. No kisses. No hugs. No… anything.

Jisung: No sex? BRO. Are you okay?

Felix: What if she’s planning something? Like a surprise? Maybe a wedding thing?

---

Chan paused. That was… not unreasonable. But no. You’d never kept secrets from him before. Like you've given him enough surprises before so he knew this was different.

---

Minho: OR. She’s finally come to her senses about you seducing her into saying yes? 

Chan: Minho. I will come to your house and end you.

Jeongin: But seriously, hyung. Did you say something? Do something? Forget an important date? You’re kind of a workaholic.

---

That hit a little too close to home. Chan frowned, scrolling back through his mental timeline of your relationship.

---

Chan: I didn’t forget anything. I swear. We were fine until a couple weeks ago, and now she’s avoiding me like the plague.

Changbin: Well. There’s only one logical explanation.

Changbin: She’s been abducted by aliens and replaced with a clone.

Jisung: YES. I second this. The real Y/N would NEVER do this. 

Felix: Omg guys! 

Chan: GUYS.

Hyunjin: Okay. What if she’s mad because you’re not initiating? She’s waiting for you to grovel.

Seungmin: That makes no sense. If she’s mad, why not just say so?

Hyunjin: IDK, some people like drama.

Jeongin: That’s your toxic trait, Hyung.

Hyunjin: IS NOT!

---

Chan groaned, dropping his phone onto the couch. He missed you. Like, really missed you. Sure, he wanted to rip your clothes off 90% of the time, but he also missed the simple things - your cuddles, your soft laugh, the way you’d always need him by your side when you're stressed. 

The cold shoulders and polite smiles were killing him.

---

Minho: Just confront her, idiot. Corner her in the kitchen and ask her what’s wrong.

Chan: You think I haven’t tried that?! Every time I ask, she changes the subject.

Jisung: Okay, hear me out. Seduction.

Chan: What?

Jisung: Set the mood. Candles. Sexy music. Flex those ridiculous arms. She won’t stand a chance.

Felix: Worth a try. 

---

That night, Chan put the "seduction plan" into action. He dimmed the lights, skipped the candles, and put on a romantic playlist. He even went full drama, lounging on the couch with his shirt conveniently unbuttoned.

When you walked in, your eyebrows shot up as you asked, “What's up?”

Chan said nothing, just held held his hand out.  You froze, guilt flashing across your face, and Chan knew he had you. You placed your hand on his and let him pull you close.

“Baby, what’s going on? You’ve been avoiding me, and it’s driving me crazy. Did I do something wrong?” His voice cracked, and that set you off.

Your eyes filled with tears, and in an instant you were in his lap, clinging to him like your life depended on it.

“I’m sorry, Channie! I didn’t mean to upset you.”

“Then why -”

“Shhh,” Chan fell silent as you pressed a finger to his lips. “Just know that I love you, Channie.”

Chan was suspicious. Because, well, you’d shut him up in the best way possible, last night - all he remembered was his shirt coming off and yeah.

You’d seduced him. Thoroughly. And while his brain had short-circuited at that time, he was now absolutely certain that you’d dodged his questions on purpose.

At least he can't complain about you not touching him anymore, right?

---

Chan: It didn't work.

Minho: WHAT didn't?

Chan: She kinda caught me off guard. And avoided my questions.

Jisung: I thought we agreed on YOU seducing her and you got seduced??

Felix: Soooo… you still don’t know what’s going on?

Chan: NO. She’s hiding something, I know it.

Hyunjin: Maybe you’re overthinking. Or, maybe she’s secretly a spy.

Changbin: She’s NOT a spy, Hyunjin. That’s ridiculous.

Hyunjin: And alien clones aren’t?

Minho: Why are we even helping you? You let her seduce you and then just… forgot your goal.

---

Chan groaned, flopping onto his back. It wasn’t his fault! He was weak when it came to you. All it took was a look, or a whisper of his name and his brain turned to mush.

Still, Minho had a point.

---

Chan: Okay, fine. What do I do now?

Felix: She’s probably just stressed? Weddings are a big deal. She might just need time to sort her thoughts.

That gave Chan pause. Weddings were stressful. Maybe that was it?

Hyunjin: My bet’s still on spy.

---

Meanwhile, you were in the bathroom, staring at the little plastic stick in your hand for the hundredth time now. You’d known for two weeks, but the reality hadn’t gotten any less terrifying.

You were pregnant. Pregnant. With Chan’s baby.

The thought sent your heart racing. You loved him more than anything, but… you’d never talked about kids. What if he wasn’t ready? What if he panics when you bring it up? 

There were only a few months until the wedding. You didn’t want to dump this on him now and risk throwing him into a spiral.

---

That night, Chan decided to take Minho’s advice (for once). No more distractions. He was getting answers tonight.

When you walked into the living room and his eyes locked onto yours - you froze. He looked so handsome, and a little…worn out? You felt so guilty for doing this. 

“Come sit,” he said, patting the couch beside him.

You hesitated, but complied, heart pounding.

“Baby, we need to talk,” Chan said, his voice soft but firm.

You swallowed hard as you murmured, “About what?”

“You’ve been acting weird for weeks. And you obviously don't trust me enough to talk it out. I’m worried. What's going on? Is it the wedding?” He was giving you that puppy eyed look, and your heart shattered.

“No, Channie, it's not like that...”

“Then what is it? Please, just tell me.”

You opened your mouth, ready to spill everything - but then you panicked. The words caught in your throat, and instead, you leaned in, pressing your lips to his.

Here he was - caught off guard (again) but quickly melting into the kiss. You climbed into his lap, your hands tangling in his hair, and within seconds, all thoughts of questioning were gone.

---

Chan: SHE DID IT AGAIN.

Minho: You’re hopeless.

Seungmin: At this rate, she could rob a bank and get away with it.

Felix: Honestly, I’m impressed.

---

Chan sighed, glaring at the group chat before throwing his phone across the bed. Whatever you were hiding, it was big. And he was determined to find out, one way or another.

Little did he know, in the bathroom, you were rehearsing how to tell him the truth: that in just a few months, he wasn’t just going to be your husband.

He was going to be a dad.

Chan was officially losing it. His imagination had gone to some very dark places (thanks to Changbin’s clone theory and Hyunjin’s spy nonsense), but now he just felt defeated. What was so big and terrifying, that you felt like you couldn’t share it with him?

Chan: I give up. She’s unbreakable.

Jisung: Hey don't lose hope.

Minho: Pathetic.

Jeongin: Just sit her down and don’t let her leave until she talks.

Chan: I’VE TRIED THAT.

Chan was ready to lock himself and you in a room till you cracked, but unfortunately he was already cracking under the stress. And then a lightbulb went off in his head. There was just one person in the world who might be able to get through to you.

Felix.

---

Felix was, to put it lightly, concerned when Chan cornered him in his kitchen.

“Lix, you have to help me,” Chan said, his eyes wild and desperate.

“Help you how?” Felix asked cautiously.

“Can you please try to talk to her?” Chan literally begs. “She loves you, Lix. Maybe she’ll tell you if you ask?”

Felix hesitated, torn between loyalty to Chan, who was literally his brother and his friendship with you. But ultimately, his desire to help won anyway.

“Okay,” he said with a sigh. “I’ll talk to her.”

---

Later that afternoon, you opened the door to find Felix standing on your porch, holding a box of cookies and his sunniest smile. 

“Lixie?” you asked, surprised. “So good to see you!”

“Just wanted to check on you, love,” he said, coming forward to hug you.

You stepped aside to let him in, and the two of you settled on the couch.

“I baked these for you,” he said, watching your reaction closely as you opened the box and munched on a cookie immediately. “You’ve been looking a little stressed lately.”

You stopped mid-chew, guilt gnawing at you.

“I’m fine, Lix. Just… wedding stuff, you know?” you said, carefully avoiding his eyes.

“Is it really just the wedding?” Felix tilted his head, unconvinced.

You froze, your hands tightening around the box.

“You know you can talk to me, right? Whatever it is, I won’t judge.” Felix said, reaching out and placing a gentle hand over yours.

Your eyes welled up with tears, and as you put the box aside gently. Felix scooted closer as he saw the tears fall, and before you knew it, the truth came spilling out.

“I’m pregnant, Felix,” you whispered. “And I don’t know how to tell Chan. We’ve never talked about kids, and I don’t even know if he wants them. And now the wedding’s so close, and I’m scared I’ll ruin everything. I already got my wedding dress and I don't think I'll fit into it anymore because by that time-”

Felix’s eyes went wide, and for a moment, he looked like he might burst into tears himself. But then he let out a strangled laugh.

“You’re… you’re pregnant?”

You nodded, sniffled and managed a soft, “Yeah.”

Felix threw his arms around you, nearly knocking you over. 

“Oh my God, Y/N! I’m so happy for you! And for Chan! You’re gonna have the cutest baby in the world!” he gushed, his eyes sparkling with happy tears. 

You couldn’t help but laugh through your own tears. 

“You don't think this is a disaster?” you asked softly, wiping your tears away. 

“Disaster?” Felix pulled back, shaking his head. “Of course not. This is amazing! But you have to tell Chan. He’s going insane trying to figure out what’s wrong.”

“I know,” you said softly. “I just… I’m scared.”

Felix gave you a reassuring smile and said, “Chan loves you more than anything. Trust me, he’s gonna be over the moon. And I'll always be here for you. Seriously, sweetheart, this is the best news ever.”

---

Hyunjin: Well? Did she tell you?

Jisung: SPILL, FELIX.

Chan: Felix? Please. I’m dying here.

Felix hesitated, his fingers hovering over the keyboard. He couldn’t betray your trust, but he also couldn’t leave Chan hanging.

Felix: She’s okay. She’s just… working through something.

Minho: And you’re being suspiciously vague.

Seungmin: Should've known that sending her best friend to investigate wasn't your strongest idea… obviously he's gonna take her side! 

Felix: I promised I wouldn’t say anything. But it’s nothing bad, I swear.

Chan: Seriously?? Nothing bad? Then why is she avoiding me?

Felix: Just… be patient with her, okay? She’ll tell you when she’s ready. I promise it's all ok. Trust me. 

Chan frowned at the message, his heart twisting.

You had spent the whole night rehearsing what to say to Chan, your stomach churning with nerves. Morning came far too quickly, and as you watched him shuffle into the kitchen with his hair messy and his sleepy face, you nearly chickened out.

But Felix’s words echoed in your head. He’s gonna be over the moon.

“Channie,” you said softly, placing your mug of tea aside and taking a step towards him. 

He looked up from the coffee maker, his sleepy eyes brightening instantly. You were trying to talk to him, and somehow that was enough. Anything was better than you avoiding him. 

“Morning, baby.”

You smiled nervously, gesturing to the table. “Can we talk?”

His brow furrowed, worry flashing across his face as he nodded and sat down opposite you.

“Is everything okay?”

You took a deep breath, your hands trembling slightly as you said, “You know how I’ve been… weird lately?”

Chan nodded, his gaze fixed on you with a mix of concern and curiosity.

“Well,” you continued, “there’s a reason for that. And I’ve been scared to tell you because it’s big. Like, really big.”

“Baby, whatever it is, you can tell me. I promise, I’ll handle it.” Chan said, reaching across the table and taking your hand in his.

Your eyes filled with tears as you finally said it.

“I’m pregnant.”

Chan froze. Completely. His mouth hung open, his grip on your hand tightening slightly as his brain processed your words.

“You’re… pregnant?” he whispered, his voice barely audible.

You nodded, tears spilling over.

“Yeah. I found out a couple of weeks ago, and I didn’t know how to tell you. I didn’t know if you’d be okay with it, or if it was too much with the wedding coming up -”

Chan cut you off by pulling you into his arms, burying his face in your neck. His body shook as he let out a half-laugh, half-sob, and you realized he was crying.

“Channie, are you okay?” you asked nervously, your own voice shaking as you stroked his hair.

“Okay?” he choked out, pulling back to look at you with tear-streaked cheeks and the biggest grin you’d ever seen. “Baby, I’m better than okay. I’m… I’m gonna be a dad?”

You nodded, your heart swelling at the pure joy on his face.

Chan laughed, his tears flowing freely now.

“Holy crap. I don’t know what to say?! We’re having a baby. A baby!”

Before you could say anything else, Chan was  peppering your face with kisses, squeezing you in the tightest hug ever.

“I love you so much. Baby, you’re…I can’t believe you’ve been carrying this on your own.” he said, cupping your cheeks with his hands. 

“I didn’t want to stress you out,” you admitted, clinging to him as he pulled you onto his lap. “And…I've never been more scared about anything my entire life? I mean, I adore you, and I know I want this with you, our baby already means the world to me…but not knowing if you would want that too? It's been killing me, we've never even joked about this before, Channie… “

“You could’ve told me sooner, baby,” he said softly, kissing the tip of your nose. “I thought we were clear about this, with you, I'm ready for anything! But I get it. And I love you even more for worrying about me. But baby, we’re in this together. Always.”

---

Chan: GUYS. I HAVE NEWS. HUGE NEWS 🤩

Jisung: Finally!! 

Hyunjin: I told you she's a spy!! No one ever listens to me!! 

Minho: He’s too happy for that, you idiot.

Chan: WE’RE HAVING A BABY.

Jeongin: Excuse me, WHAT?

Changbin: STOP. Really?! 

Seungmin: Wow, plot twist

Felix: Oh thank godddddd😭😭😭😭

Felix: I was dying here

Chan: SHE TOLD ME THIS MORNING. I’M GONNA BE A DAD. WE’RE GONNA BE PARENTS. OMG.

---

It felt like everytime he said it, it felt a little more real.

---

Jisung: Congratulations, bro. Wow. 

Hyunjin: I AM CRYING. I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU’RE REPRODUCING.

Chan: 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Chan: MY BABYGIRL AND I ARE HAVING A BABY😭💖

Minho: Jokes aside, this is such great news!! Congrats. Now go take care of your pregnant fiancée instead of spamming us.

Chan: I think I'm gonna faint

Changbin: Congrats, bro. But also… HOW DID YOU NOT NOTICE SHE WAS GOING THROUGH SOMETHING?

Chan: I NOTICED! I just didn't think she was, you know

Jisung: Avoiding you because she was growing your spawn, apparently.

Hyunjin: “Spawn” makes it sound like a little gremlin. Oh my Gawd 🤣

Felix: STOP. My baby’s gonna be so adorable I’ll CRY 😭

Minho: Okay, Felix, you’re suspiciously calm about this. Did you already know?

Felix: 👀

Hyunjin: YOU KNEW.

Chris: WHAT?? FELIX, YOU KNEW BEFORE ME?!

Felix: SHE TOLD ME FIRST, OKAY? SHE WAS NERVOUS, AND I PROMISED I WOULDN’T SAY ANYTHING.

Jisung: Wow. Betrayal.

Chan: SO YOU JUST LET ME SUFFER FOR WEEKS??

Felix: Yes. And? I'd do it again for her.

Changbin: LMAO savage.

Jeongin: Shame on you for trusting him when everyone knows he works for her

Chan: Thanks for being on her side, Lix

Felix: Anytime 💖

Hyunjin: Omg, imagine Baby Bang. Tiny curls, tiny dimples 😍

Chan: STOP I’M ALREADY CRYING AGAIN 😭

Jeongin: I've never been this excited for a baby really. You'd let us babysit won't you? 

Changbin: Oh yeah. Group uncle duty.

Hyunjin: We're gonna be dancing before we can even walk Baby Bang 🤝

Felix: For sure!

Chan: THANK YOU GUYS FOR BEING EXCITED FOR US!

Jisung: Save your tears for the wedding, Daddy Bang.

Jeongin: When do we throw a baby shower? Felix?

Felix: Already planning it.

Hyunjin: This baby’s gonna be so loved.

Chan: THANK YOU, GUYS. I LOVE YOU ALL 😭

---

Chan added Y/N to the group chat.

Chan: SURPRISE, BABY! WELCOME TO THE CHAOS.

Jisung: AHHH THE QUEEN IS HERE!

Hyunjin: ALL HAIL THE BABY-MAKER 👑

Minho: Congrats on creating life and also tolerating Chan for this long.

Felix: YAYYYYYY YOU’RE HERE! 😭 We’ve been dying to have you here!!!

Jeongin: Thank you for gifting us Baby Bang. We promise to only slightly corrupt them.

Changbin: We’re all crying. I’m crying. Hyung is crying. Everyone’s crying.

Y/N:😂

Y/N: Oh my God, you guys.

Minho: This is us being tame.

Hyunjin: Soooo, what does it feel like, hm? Asking for research purposes, of course

Chan: Oh yeah, totally not gonna run off and impregnate someone 🙄

Hyunjin: What's it to you Christopher? You can do it, but I can't?! 

Chan: Oh please

Minho: I told her to get a collar for this damn puppy and look who's here yapping

Y/N: Leave him alone guys!

Hyunjin: I respect you, Y/N. I respect you. So I'm gonna shut up (Mr Know, let's do this face to face huh)

Minho: Gladly.

Felix: Honestly, Y/N, we’re just honored to be part of this. 

Y/N: Thanks guys, this means a lot to us. 

Changbin: And we’re going to spoil them rotten.

Jeongin: Rotten is an understatement.

Y/N: 🤭🤭🤭

Minho: You won't even know what hit you for the next 18 years. Or 30.

Chan: GUYS. Stop scaring her. Baby, they’re joking.

Felix: We’re not.

Hyunjin: Nope.

Jisung: Absolutely not.

Y/N: I'm all in for that hehe

Chan: I love you guys

Jisung: Chan’s in his feels again.

Felix: We have a wedding and baby shower to plan! 

Hyunjin: OMG. A pregnant bride. You’re gonna be so GLOWY.

Y/N: Thank you for being this excited for us. I love you guys 😭💖

Felix: We love you too!! 🥺💖

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Gi-hun | SFW Alphabet | S1 + S2 | 

Warnings: S1 and S2 Gi-hun - He does NOT have a daughter on this - Sad!Gi-hun - Soft moments - grammar mistakes -

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A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

S1: He is so foward with it. Physical affection its a must for him. He loves to give you long hugs and kisses. Whenever he sees you he has a dumb sick smile on his face. He knows he is not perfect so he tries to compensate it with small gestures.

S2: He gets more reserved and does not smile as he used to. He still likes to hold you. In fact he needs to. Most nights he needs you in his arms to avoid nightmares. He gives short and small smiles to you. And gets more protective.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

S1: I see him becoming friends with anyone. As a best friend Gi-hun is someone who offers you a shoulder to cry, even if he has his own problems. He knows he is far from perfect and has lots of problems when it comes to gambling and debts, he would not want you to be near these two things. Maybe he will try to hide that from you so you dont think less of him.

But as I said, he is caring and does look out for you with the little things he has.

S2: More protective. He is afraid the ones from the game will come after him or the ones he loves and cares. And since you were there for him since the moment he got out from the games (yes even when he lived on the streets) he has you on high regard.

Cries to you about his mom's death and what happened during the games.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

S1: He LOVES them!! S1 Gi-hun its a softie and loves cuddles. He loves to have you besides him at the couch with your head on his chest. When in bed he likes to be the big spoon with you facing him or giving him your back. He will leave kisses all over you.

S2: Its more like a need. He needs to know he is safe from the games and that you are alive.

Nights are a most, he ends being the small spoon during them. Needing you to comfort him. Sometimes he cries in his sleep pulling you closer to him.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

S1: No. He likes the relationship you two have but does not want to take the next step and get married with you. He feels like he does not deserve you and is afraid after his failed first marriage. He is also BAD at both, mostoy needing his mom's help to keep the aparment clean.

He asks how you put up with him a lot.

S2: Yes and No. Yes because he now knows just how fast things can go wrong and how fast he could lose you. Its not like he never thought of it before, he was just too scared. But now he does want it. At least legally so he can call you his. But also no, because he is afraid you will end being a target for the ones in charge of tha games.

He got a bit better at cleaning and cooking but its not that good at it. He does it because he needs a clean space so he can install all the different things he is using to track down The Salesman and the one behind the games.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

S1: Honestly? He may not do it. He is selfish and does want you to be with him. Even if he knows he is not good enoguh or has lots of problems

S2: Its going to break him but he may do it to protect you. Even if you beg him not to.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

S1: Kind of already answered but he most likely wont want to do it. Between debts and his first marriage...yeah he is not ready.

S2: If he feels like with it he may proyect you then yes. He also knows how fast life changes and ends so he wants to be with you like that.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

S1: 10/10 He is a SOFTIE on both aspects. Loves to hug you and kiss you, its not afraid of PDA and emotionally he is an open book. At least with how much he loves you and cares for you.

S2: He gets more secluded.  Emotionally he does not want to let you see his dark sides. His mind is quiet plagued with nightmares and sometimes he is afraid on what he could do. He wants you to know he still loves you. Physically he is more reserved too. He is afraid yes, but also needs you to ground himself. He may not hug you as much.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

S1: YES!! All the time and under any type of excuse. He just loves to feel you close to him.

S2: Less of a giver but willing to get them. May look like he does not want to them but one look at his eyes and you know how broken he is. A hug from you sometimes its the only thing that keeps him going.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

S1: He feels it but does not say it out loud till long time into the relationship. Maybe he is confused at first, his love evolves quickly something that scares him. In fact he may ignore you for a few days once he realizes it.

S2: Knows he loves you and tells you every single day. Does not play around with it. He wants you to know it. If I did not tell you before he went to the games then these are the first words he mutters to you the first time he sees you again.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

S1: Yes, but because he believes he is not good enoguh for you. Thinks one day you will find someone better or realize that he is not worth of your love.

When he is jealous he becomes quiet sad and closes himself. Its not like he is angry at you but rather at himself. You will need to sit him down for a long talk about it.

S2: Oh, he is but now its mixed with him being protective and possessive of you as well. Wants no one near you. Remember the people working for him ? Yes these are off limits from you. Jun-ho ? Also a big no.

In fact almost no one knows about you. He MIGHT tell Jun-ho about you since the Man is a police but thats it.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

S1: Quick pecks when he is running late, long ones when he is at home and has time. He likes to kiss your lips and cheecks and the same for him. He also gets red everytime you two kiss.

S2: Long and passionate ones, he puts all his feelings on it. Letting you know how much you mean to him. Ends with his forhead against yours.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

S1: He is fine with them but does not want them right now. He is happy with you and only you in his life.

S2: Same thing. Even less now. May have think of it at some point even during games but seeing how broken mentally he is now he does not feel ready for them.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

S1: On work days mornings are rushed. Gi-hun tends to oversleep and ends with you waking him up and giving him a quick breakfast and kiss. On free days you two would stay in bed for long hours, sleeping, talking, such enjoying each others company.

S2: He barely sleeps, knows its morning because of a clock he has. Mornings and nights are the same to him.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

S1: He likes to sleep late. Usually because he ends seeing a program on the TV or drinking. Of course this makes mornings worse. When its a night without the worry of tomorrow then you two enjoy a movie together.

S2: Bad. He feels like his life its not his any longer and night time makes him feel worse. He needs you to be with him, you dont need to talk just be there for him.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

S1: He is pretty Open about himself. Talks a lot and fast, sometimes he will slap himself mentally because he told you something odd about himself without noticing. Its all in good heart, you just make hin so confused and happy!!

S2: If you two did not share a relationship in the past then he is a closed book and wont even try to date anyone.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

S1: With you he is quiet patient. Only when he is stressed or feels like all things are being too much he loses control.

S2: VERY. He knows he has changed and its a big thing to deal with. Does not expect you to be able to fully accept him at once or even beliving him.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

S1: Almost nothing. He may remember your favorite food but its lost with the rest. Most times its you who ends telling him that its a special date and he just goes "???".

S2: Too much focus on finding the ones from the games. But he now puts effort on remember things that makes you happy, trying to make up for when he would not even try.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

S1: When you two are alone and in silence. He loves to just be there with you. Simple things are good things to him.

S2: Pretty much the same. When he is able to relax and put his guard down and be with you. Even if its in a love hotel, he likes knowing he has you by his side.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

S1: Unless he knows you are being tormented by loan sharks (it opens up a big protective side on him, its able to even tells them to leave you alone), he is not that protective since he thinks you are safe. Would he like to be protected? Maybe, but wont tell you.

S2: PROTECTIVE MODE AT 100%. He trusts no one to be with you or close to you. If you can quit your job and be with him 24/7 then please do. He begs you to. If you say you dont want to then he will teach you to fight and manage guns, put a track on your phone and car if you use one.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

S1: Even if he does not remember much of when a centrain date is, he TRIES to make it good for you. Will use his little money to get you a small present and if he has no money for it would feel miserable. On everyday tasks he is lazy and would need for you to ask him or tell him to help around.

S2: He makes it up for how he used to be. Now that he has money gets you the most special things he can. Puts a stop for the days he wants to spent with you (even if you two are only in the love hotel). Helps more with daily tasks and even offers to do all himself.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

S1: Lazy, likes to get drunk, gambles, its lowkey a kid sometimes.

S2: More secretive, a bit cold sometimes, emotionally distant from time to time.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

S1: Could not care less. He has clothes on ? Then its good. Only when meeting up with you would he try and put more effort. Takes care of his hair since he knows you like it a lot.

S2: Same as before. He is more clean becuase he has the ways too. And dress better because he can buy New clothes but its also a show of how he has changed. Knows you miss his curly hair.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

S1: YES. He considers you a very important part of his life, if you break up with him then he would be really sad.

S2: MORE YES. Dont even leave him please. He needs someone. He knows you would be safer without him but he is selfish and wants you by his side.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

S1: Falls fast and hard. Its not like he believes in love at first sight...well maybe he does. He is a mess when he is in love. Blushes a lot around you, messes up whatever he is going to do. But is also very caring!!

S2: Its so protective of you. And also you are the only one who he lets in. No one can pass the walls he has made to be safe.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

S1: Someone who is just plain rude and violent. Someone who has no morals.

S2: After the games ? Someone who uses others for their own fun or just uses others and is abusive.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

S1: BAD. He loves to stay awake till later hours of the night. And prefers naps over a healthy sleep habit.

S2: WORSE. He sleeps when his body demands him to. And even with that he only gets four hours at max.

[bbina]

a backpack is suddenly slammed against the table causing you to jump in place. in an instant, you looked up to see who just did that and there you see seunghan, who was breathing heavily

seems like he ran for his life to catch you in the cafeteria

"oh its just you hanie" you grin, shutting your phone off as you greet the boy who took the seat in front of you. seunghan grabs both of your hands, shaking them as he chants "TELL ME EVERYTHING NOW"

you let out a loud laugh seeing his reaction. you've sorta expected this already thats why you've been hiding an important information about you and his friend behind his back

"i already told you, it happened once and never happened again! though i guess that brought us closer" you hum, thinking about everything that has happened between you and wonbin for the past few weeks

something really did change but despite the no label, you like it

it's pretty casual to be honest. just spending time with each other at the end of the day after classes and what not. watching movies and meeting up after to debrief, the continuous late night snacking at the nearby convenience store, the comfortable silence inside your apartment when he would come over to just strum away his thoughts while you work on your assignments and the such

the mundane things, really

your train of thought about your new profound "relationship" with wonbin gets cut off when you feel two people sit beside you. it was karina and giselle

"sorry to burst your reminiscent thoughts about seunghan's friend but hey" giselle greets, giving you a side hug. karina does the same and swats seunghan's hands from yours

"you finally told him?" she asks, resting her head on your shoulder as she pokes her tongue out at seunghan who looked like he was a puppy who got kicked

"you really told them first?! when i was basically your bridge to wonbin?!" seunghan complains, covering his face with his hands

you and the girls laugh at his misery

"it's not that serious hanie! its all girl talk anyway" you chuckle

"but im part of the girls! you three are literally seunghan's angels!" seunghan continues to complain but nevertheless he feels at ease that you're finally happy despite everything that happened to you throughout the year

you four continue to converse yourselves, talking about wonbin til someone taps seunghan on the shoulder. seunghan looks up and gasps before making room for the newcomer

"oh shit sion! i forgot about you" seunghan stammers, moving his backpack out of the way so this sion guy had a place to sit

"you literally left me inside the classroom to run here, what gives?" sion huffs, sitting down next to seunghan

"guys! this is my partner for my practical exam! this is sion, sion, these are my friends giselle, karina and y/n!" seunghan introduces sion to the three of you

you finally look up to see who this sion guy was and your eyes widened yet again

it was the same boy who found your keychain earlier today

"oh its you!" you gasp in shock. sion does the same. you were the keychain girl he met in the hallway after your keychain fell off your bag

"the fuck? you know him too?" seunghan says, confused

you shake your head no

"no i just met him today. he found my keychain when it fell as i was walking to my building" you explain, showing seunghan the four leafed clover keychain that's dangling on your bag

seunghan scoffs playfully, "of course you'd freak the fuck out if that keychain of yours gets lost. it is won-"

before seunghan could finish his sentence, you covered his mouth with your hand to prevent him from sharing more unnecessary info to a new person around the table

sion looks at you and seunghan all confused. is he missing something? but he decides not to pry since he literally just met you three

"anyway! hello sion we hope seunghan here doesn't make you insane with your practical exam coming" you greet, welcoming him to the table at least. karina and giselle both giggle as they welcome him as well

sion shyly smiles, hiding his face

"oh, you guys don't know how he is in class" sion murmurs, loud enough for everyone in the table to hear making everyone laugh

"hey! that's not true!" seunghan defends himself, "i'm a model student in class you know!"

you all now start to converse among yourselves, as seunghan and sion start their little meeting about what song they would like to perform for their upcoming practical exams, you girls also added your input and opinions while suggesting songs that could work for the two of them. telling seunghan to credit the three of you for their performance to which the latter quips that he'd make a whole monologue at the beginning of their performance about how their performance would be a special one as his friends added their own magic to it when the day comes causing the table to laugh at the absurdity of it

after awhile everyone was just doing their own things and killing time. your phone suddenly vibrates. you checked the notification and it was a message from wonbin

[1:19 PM] binnie 😡: tell seunghan to pipe it down i can hear what song he wants to perform

you let out a small chuckle. you look up, looking around the cafeteria to see where wonbin was at and at the corner of your eye, you spot someone waving their phone in the air. a smile is instantly plastered on your face when you recognize the person as wonbin

[1:21 PM] binnie 😡: found u hahahaha [1:22 PM] you: weirdo. stalker much? [1:23 PM] binnie 😡: you literally know i'm gonna be at the cafeteria today hahaha we just finished our own meeting. can i sit with you guys or am i in enemy territory? hahahaha [1:23 PM] binnie 😡: jk

you roll your eyes playfully at his text

[1:24 PM] you: obv its okay to sit with us tf we look like? [1:25 PM] binnie 😡: the mean girls. regina, gretchen, karen and cady [1:26 PM] you: i'm impressed you know the characters.. but who is hanie supposed to be? [1:27 PM] binnie 😡: damian?

you burst out laughing at his text, catching the attention of everyone in the table. seunghan, who read the contact name, immediately snatches your phone of your hand

"oh my god no texting your boyfriend when your friends are around!" seunghan playfully gags and makes vomit noises

"hanie!" you yelped, snatching your phone back, "why did you have to snatch my phone!"

seunghan shrugs, "probably because your boyfriend–"

"who's boyfriend?" wonbin suddenly inserts himself to the conversation, smoothly taking the empty space on seunghan's left, throwing his backpack on the ground

"YOU!" seunghan points a menacing finger at wonbin, "you're y/n's boyfriend! fess up now while sion's here!"

wonbin looks over at seunghan and sees sion poking his head out. sion waves at wonbin and even winks at him making wonbin laugh

"woah what the fuck" wonbin reacts, totally not expecting sion to sit with you guys

"yo" sion greets. he takes a moment to look between you and wonbin, trying to piece it together thanks to seunghan's whole tangent. "nice to meet your girlfriend?" sion says more of a question as he looks between you and wonbin for confirmation

you and wonbin shake your heads no causing seunghan and giselle to groan

"they're at it again" giselle complains, putting her head in her hands while karina laughs quietly amongst herself

you shoot wonbin a knowing look and he returns the favor by smiling

"SEE! THEY'RE LITERALLY FLIRTING WITH THEIR EYES IN FRONT OF US" seunghan shakes his hands in pure desperation to prove that there really is something going on between you and his friend

"just mind your business and make up your mind with the song you and sion are going to perform" you shrug him off, causing sion and wonbin to burst out laughing

alone together ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 . . . flirting with their eyes

── taking comfort in the thought that you are together in aloneness through late night talks, heartfelt confessions, and a genuine connection. with your shared experience of recent heartbreaks, you wonder if getting together would be all worth it. in which you find solace in each other's company, that you are alone together.

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𝐔𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐃 | kaiser x reader

— part fifteen, last chapter

words: 3.1k (3108)

plot: kaiser comforted you after a bad and slow breakup, but what will happen now considering what you two shared? is everything still unexpected or is there something you both simply have yet to realize?. fluff shit 'cause yeah!!

extra: this is the last chapter of the story, read to the end for a little thank you!!

𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ; take a look, trust me!. you can find the other parts of the story by searching in the section dedicated to bllk

For the various photoshoots you had done during your career, you had already had the pleasure of wearing wedding dresses. You loved white, and more than one person had told you that it looked good on you, and the wide and vaporous skirts of the dresses had your heart. You were not unknown to wedding dresses, but now you were with yours. You had chosen it more than a few months ago, but now that you were wearing it and with an aisle waiting for you, you felt strange in the dress that had captured your heart in that atelier in Hamburg. A few tears threaten to come out, but this time there would be no one to improve your makeup, since the staff had already left a few hours ago, leaving you alone in your dressing room. It was almost time for the start

One year ago. Exactly one year ago, Kaiser had asked you to marry him, after one of his greatest victories: Germany had won the World Cup against Japan, winning 1 - 0 thanks to the goal of the only emperor on the field. And so, while you were on the field hugging him, crying and congratulating him, Michael had decided to get down on one knee and ask you the important question in front of millions of people, and you had accepted, of course. You knew you were accepting even though you had made the relationship public just a year before, but there was Kaiser asking you, the boy who had never let you drown. You didn't even have to worry in the slightest, he was your best friend and bf after all

And today was today. In less than five minutes you would be out of the room and back in as Y/n Kaiser officially. Finally, the boy who had your heart entirely would be yours even before the law, and you would have been proudly his. You're not afraid, you're happy, but the slight anxiety you have is something you just can't get rid of. You're about to get married, it's something you only saw yourself in with Gabriel, and yet you're about to take the big step with someone who isn't him and who really wants you. It's strange, but beautiful

You take a deep breath, looking at yourself in the mirror one last time: you find yourself prettier than usual, you hope your future husband thinks the same when he sees you. "Everything's going to be okay. I deserve it" you say to your reflection, and you nod almost automatically. You really deserve it, after having experienced so many bad things all at once. It's been an experience for two years now, but every now and then at night you still dream of Gabriel trying to throw you into an endless ravine. It's bad to wake up nervous, but Kaiser is always by your side to help you, so it passes quickly; and when it happens to him, when he dreams about his past and his father, you're the one who calms him down. You balance each other out, it's like an habit

It's time. You leave the room, where you find your father who has already shed several tears. You are ready. You take his arm and together you leave the building where, later, the rest of the ceremony will take place. It's an old villa with a huge garden around it, where the aisle was set up for the occasion. You decided on the location, since Kaiser had proposed to get married inside a stadium... but it wasn't, let's say, the right place

Luckily it's sunny, otherwise you wouldn't have known where to put all the guests: between your family, his teammates and some members of an old project he participated in, you are about 500 guests. You have a friend from Italy as your maid of honor, while Kaiser's best man is obviously Ness. No one from his family is there, but that's not surprising: his family has always been you and his team, so that's okay. You both wanted all these people, plus it's the wedding of the model of the moment and the captain of the winning team of the World Cup, which means you're quite in the spotlight. Not that you're not used to it

You hear the music of violins nearby, as the garden gets closer and closer. Your father squeezes your arm one last time, as you give the staff approval to open the door that separates you from the wedding aisle. The muffled noise grows louder, while the chatter of the guests quiets down when they notice your presence. You look at the guests with a slightly embarrassed gaze, then you look to the end of the aisle

Dressed in a white suit with a dark blue tie, Kaiser shines: his eyes, with their usual red eyeliner, are fixed on you in a way you've never seen before, and you can't help but be moved by this gesture. You smile awkwardly at him as you approach, and he holds out his hand as you notice how his eyes are getting glossy. Once you reach the beginning of the altar, you let go of your father's arm, who, after having murmured something to your future husband, lets you grab his hand to climb to go up. He squeezes your hand affectionately as he lets you stand in front of him, his finger caressing your cheek “You look gorgeous” he whispers, and you notice a small tear leave his eye. You smile tenderly at him, wiping it away quickly "Thank you, Mihya" you say, and he chuckles slightly

The ceremony begins, and you can't help but laugh at every little thing, whether it's when he loses concentration or when the guests shout something joking. It's just that you're so happy that you can't help but smile, at the situation and at the boy who is about to become your husband and who shares your same happiness. Everything is going so well that you don't realize it's time for the vows, starting with yours. You clear your throat, taking with shaking hands the note you wrote last night, when you were alone in your room, and you were dying from the anxiety

"Micheal Kaiser, Mihya for me, the one who has been accompanying me for so long in the strangest and at the same time serious things that life reserves for me. To my best friend, to the boy who loved me for so long without me knowing, to the boy who made me understand what it really means to be loved. To you I want to say thank you, because I don't know how else to explain my gratitude. Thank you for being there, existing, being yourself" you say shakily, letting the most important words come when you speak tonight. The audience gives a small round of applause as Kaiser takes your hand and kisses it, Ness muttering something to him about how he shouldn't do that. You giggle at the gesture, tears now slowly rolling down your pink cheeks too. When the situation calms down, Kaiser takes a crumpled piece of paper out of his pocket, clearing his throat "If I had to describe how my life has improved since you've been a part of it, I couldn't explain it. You've improved everything around me, but also myself, not being afraid to get your hands dirty with a complicated piece like me. I'm not the best boyfriend, maybe I won't even be the best husband, but let me hope that my superiority complex helps me, because I really care about being that for you, for us" he says, eliciting a few laughs from the audience and also from you for the last sentence. You know perfectly well how much he cares about you, about your relationship, so you can't help but burst into even louder tears at his words, while you notice how he also lets out a few tears

As you both wipe away each other's tears, the man tell you it's time for the kiss. You breathe a sigh of relief when you hear the man's words officially confirming that you are husband and wife, and as the audience erupts in thunderous applause, you feel Kaiser's hands rest on your hips. You look up, meeting with the one who is now officially your husband "Mrs. Kaiser, may I?" he whispers with a smirk, as you place your hands on his cheeks; you chuckle slightly, nodding "You may" you whisper, but you don't have time to finish the sentence before his lips land on yours in a hungry kiss. The crowd increases the level of the roar, while you meanwhile feel in heaven with his arms holding you tightly. The kiss you share is bitter, but sweet at the same time: bitter, for everything you've had to go through; sweet, for everything you've experienced since that day in the hotel and for what awaits you from this moment, which you're so fucking ready for. Now, with his lips on yours, you realize how much you've really moved forward, how much you didn't give up even when there was little hope. The goal was to be happy, and you are. You're so much. When you pull away, the noise from the crowd confuses you a bit. You smile as you turn to people, waving to your family and friends while your husband’s arms make no move to let you go “Shall we start with these things right away?” you ask playfully, and he rolls his eyes in amusement, increasing his grip on your waist “You say this like you're not used to this or much worse things”

Sitting next to your husband, his arm around your shoulders as you cuddle up to him, the sound of the violins stops when you see your brother near the table you've set aside for speeches. The party has been going on for several hours now, and the blue of the sky has been replaced by the orange of the sunset, which is slowly giving way to the night. The chatter of the guests stops, as a microphone is passed to the man. Your brother has never been one for talking so much

"Good evening... does this thing work? I hope so. I was saying... good evening. I think everyone here knows me or at least has an idea of who I am, otherwise let's say I'm simply the older brother of the beautiful woman who today took another man's last name, abandoning the one she carried with extreme pride for 28 years. My sister has always been the little one of the house, the little sister that everyone wants and that I hated a little, because she was always better than me at school. But I've loved you since you were born Y/n, you know that well, don't make me say sentimental things too much. I was lucky enough to always be accompanied by my family and therefore by my sister when I started coaching Bastard Munchen, more than 10 years ago. I never expected that thanks to me she would have met the man who today has become her husband, and who at the time was my favorite player. I mean, it was kind of noticeable how he looked at her... but let's keep that private, right Kaiser?. She too, however, always looked at you with an air that she didn't give to others, even though she was loved by all the boys on the team. It was now noticeable how, even while continuing to maintain a facade of almost hatred, you both had grown fond of each other. I wasn't particularly happy to see my sister with someone like that... but I understood when they changed my team how much you really cared about her, Kaiser. There my uncertainties fell, that day you came to say goodbye to her at the airport before leaving. There I understood how much you actually loved her, even though I was still just her best friend. And I was happy, happy to know that there was someone who would have her back when I, at a certain point, could no longer. You've maintained the facade of best friends for far too long, in my opinion... but now you're here, you're husband and wife, something has obviously worked. I don't know what else to say, I think you both know how much I love you and how happy I am that you're together. I'm just happy to know that someone loves my sister the way she truly deserves. Good luck"

The crowd erupts in applause, and you run into your brother's arms, holding him tightly to you. You notice how he and Kaiser exchange a look, as if Michael is confirming to him that he will always be there for you; but your brother already knows this after all. Since you are both standing now, you decide to give the speech that has been on your mind for a long time now, and that can finally come out. You take the microphone, clearing your throat while you taking a light breath

"Before I begin, I would like to thank everyone for being here, for participating in such an important day for both me and Micheal... thank you for loving us. I would start by saying how much I love my now husband, but I think I would bore everyone and also sound a bit repetitive, since everyone knows that. So I say... thank you, Mihya. Now, looking at where we are, I can't believe I've reached such an important milestone with someone like that, who I met by pure chance and who I didn't even like very much at first. But changing my mind about you was probably the best choice I could have made, because you gave me the chance to be close to you and to be able to count on you in moments when even I hated myself. But you taught me that love doesn't try to drown you, destroy you, make you someone else. You taught me that love supports you, makes you happy, is cultivated over time as you did for so many years without me knowing it. You taught me that if one sad the other must be there, and not be the reason why one is sad. I was used to this, you know it perfectly, and yet you showed me a completely different shade that, today, always makes me so so so happy. I guess I still have to apologize for reading your letters that time... but hey, I think if I hadn't, we wouldn't be here, and maybe we wouldn't even have the relationship we have now. I made a mistake, but it was the mistake that brought me the most happiness of all, so I ask you to forgive me without feeling too bad. I love being able to be next to you, touch you, just feel the presence of your hands or lips on my body when you're stressed, happy or whatever just feels right. Let me be what you have been to me, an anchor, because my goal is to make you as happy as you have made me in these years. Let me love you as you deserve, Mihya"

When you look up, along with other applause, Kaiser's seems to sound louder than all the others. You know your husband, you know how much these words affect him even if he doesn't show it very much. But you know how much he really needs confirmation, which you absolutely want to give him from now on. The microphone moves from your hands to his, while one is positioned at your waist to hold you closer

"If you had told me that I would marry my coach's sister, I would have laughed in their face. Or at least that's what I thought for the first two minutes after seeing her for the first time. After that time my view has definitely changed, and the results are these. I think I fell in love with my wife now pretty much right away, but I kept it a secret for so long that maybe, at a certain point, I started to doubt whether I really loved her or whether it was just an obsession that had grown with me. But then I looked for her in places, in girls, in everything. So I realized that I was really too much in love with my best friend... but tell her? absolutely not. What would I have done if I had ruined everything with the woman who in my dreams had already been my wife for a long time? I would be dead, metaphorically and not. I don't think there's anyone who loves her as much as I do, as much as I want to be sure that she's mine. Y/n has always supported me in every possible situation, in soccer and in personal life, where her words have often saved me from choking. Her support, and after her love, became my reason to explain the impossible. No one knows me as well as my wife knows me, as well as she knows my flaws and my virtues. She has been everything, she is everything and she will always be everything. I'd rather lose another World Cup than see you sad for a single second because of me, because I've already seen you suffer enough for bastards who didn't even deserve a shred of your attention. I'm not afraid to get my hands dirty with you, because I know how much your love is worth. Until I die, she will have what she can safely call the greatest of her loves. But don't die before me, Y/n, because I might go crazy"

After hearing his words you can't help but cry. He laughs as he puts down the microphone, running a hand down your back as you smile through your tears, which are obviously tears of joy. You've suffered so much, too much, to levels that you don't even think are legal for one life to live. But it was worth it, if now you can finally say that you are loved and respected by the man you love most in the world and who you know for a fact has made your life better. It was all so unexpected, but also so fucking beautiful

And you can't help but smile, now that you've made it. But you won't smile alone anymore, now, but with your lovely husband, Micheal Kaiser

tag(s): @rroxii ; @kittenish0 ; @bungoustraydogsno1fan ; @sabrina-senpai ; @vannilaa16 ; @kaz-0e ; @tamashithe2nd ; @x3nafix ; @sleepycatswise

this was officially the last chapter, and wow, I didn't think I'd make it or at least make the first chapter a real story 😭 I have to thank everyone for all the love the story received, I hope I satisfied the ideas you had! love y'all 🫶

[cottoncandybaby]

𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐊𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒

𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐡. - "𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭?

Summary : Fem¡Reader x Season2¡Steve Harrington. Your relationship with Steve was unexpected yet not surprising, a cheerleader and the Hawkin's King. It seemed odd how he didn't hesitate hopping to you after Nancy Wheeler dumped him...you wished you never met him.

TW: Language, Cheating, Angst

Based off the song "Reckless" by Madison Beer,, ONE-SHOT

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Dating Steve Harrington was like dating a sudden ticking time bomb in your hands. You knew that people talked, they always do, your relationship seemed to always be the topic around the highschool. "Did you hear Steve Harrington's with that cheerleader?" "Didn't he just get dumped by Nancy Wheeler?" "What a rebound."

You convinced yourself you weren't just his rebound, you would pray, you would make every wish on that.

You and Nancy were so different it made your skin crawl, your stomach would gnaw on itself every-time you brushed shoulders with her in the halls. She was a quiet girl, a smart one too who always kept to herself. You were extroverted, Hawkin's cheerleader, how could Steve be with someone like you after being with her? Did he ever wish that you were her? When he hugged you, did he ever pretend it was her? Whenever he bought you flowers, did he ever hesitate to drive by Nancy's road and get on his knees? It killed you.

Your fingers tied the lace of your pearly white sneakers, standing up from your bed. Your heart ached with an excited zap, Steve agreed to take you out on a small date to celebrate your first month. The thought of being loved by Steve Harrington was like winning a lottery, yet you happened to scratch the right numbers.

After a few minutes you headed over to his home, your bike leaned against the ground as your fingers flattened your jean skirt out. You cleared your throat, fingers fixing your hair before knocking on the door. After a few seconds you blinked emptily, no response. Oh? You stood still, not knowing what to do. Sudden 'thuds' from his walls raised your concerns. You knocked again, oh my goodness...did he die? Did someone kill him?

You trotted towards the gates of his home, easily hopping over by stepping on a brick. You landed on your feet with a huff, you knew that his backdoor was always unlocked - sliding it open and quietly closing it. Your hands found a shovel, wanting to take precautions. You slowly made your way up to the stairs, tiptoeing.

Your back pressed against the wall of his hallway outside his door, letting out a shaky breath before turning the door knob with clammy hands. You busted in, shovel raised and ready to attack. The shovel landed with a loud 'thud' at the unexpected sight of Nancy Wheeler in his room. And not just her, on Steve like they were about to kiss. You covered your mouth, eyes wide as if you had just seen someone get murdered.

Steve shoved Nancy off of his lap who immediately collected herself, "(Y/n) wait!" He hollered as you slammed his door shut, you sprinted down the stairs as your heart pounded against your chest. I knew it, I knew it, and now I look so dumb. "(Y/n)!" Steve raced after you, you picked the arm of your bike up. Your lips let out gasps, panicking as you blubbered.

"(Y/n), please." He gently took your arm with furrowed brows, his jaw slightly clenched. "Please," his voice strained as you shoved his hand away. "You gave me your word!" You pointed a firm finger towards him, no...you weren't crying, you were pissed - embarrassed. He gulped, his bottom lip trembling. "I know...and I'm so-so sorry."

"I look stupid!" Your voice raised, eyes turning glossy. "I am stupid to think that...to think that you actually wanted me- wanted us!" Your words sliced right through his heart, he fucked up bad. He clenched his jaw, his nostrils flaring. "I'm sorry, I-I just ruined this and got you in my mess."

You felt wrecked, like something switched off in you. "Go to hell," you snapped.

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AUTHORS NOTE: I may make a part two of this, them becoming toxic exes or her holding a grudge in season 3-4.

[haikyuubby]

xiao relationship headcannons

❀ - fluff, gender neutral reader

note: reader is human, not an adeptus like xiao.

ੈ✩ xiao had a hard time coming to the conclusion that he had real feelings for you.

ੈ✩ feelings were such a troubling thing, especially such…unknown ones.

ੈ✩ the only way that xiao was able to even get the words “i like you” out was by you confessing to him first.

ੈ✩ even then, xiao was scared to enter a relationship with you, knowing that he’d have to live to see you die…

ੈ✩ for once, he decided to see this situation in a more positive light.

ੈ✩ after dating for a few weeks, he starts to get a hang of this whole “boyfriend” thing.

ੈ✩ xiao never saw himself caring for someone like this, but he knew that you were different.

ੈ✩ xiao would spend countless hours just simply thinking about you; what you’re up to right now, what your favorite color is, where you want to travel someday…

ੈ✩ various thoughts of you just cloud his mind constantly.

ੈ✩ xiao goes by the books to learn how to guide this new profound aspect of his life.

ੈ✩ a few days after you both confess your feelings for each other, xiao suggests that you teach him how to make your favorite dish.

ੈ✩ xiao soon learns that he really enjoys cooking, not knowing if it’s the actual cooking aspect or the spending time with you part.

ੈ✩ xiao isn’t one who’s too fond of physical contact, it would take him a while to even simply hug you.

ੈ✩ it’s not that he doesn’t want to touch you, he just thinks that his touch will “spoil you”, in his words.

ੈ✩ it would be a veerrryyy long time before you and xiao kiss.

ੈ✩ until then, you two spend time together cooking, exploring, and just enjoying each other’s presence.

[jazzy96scorpio]

A Night to Remember

Description: An unexpected encounter at a your parents party leads to an intense and passionate affair between You and an older man *Lucien Flores. ONE SHOT

⚠️ Warning ⚠️: adult readers only, oral sex(male receiving), unprotected sex, sex, dirty talk, creampie, SMUT

Pairing: You (Reader) / Lucien Flores

The air in the living room buzzed with the cheerful chatter of your parents' friends, a vibrant contrast to the desolate ache in your chest. You had just graduated from college, a momentous occasion that should have been filled with joy, but the recent breakup with Liam cast a long shadow over your triumph.

Your mom, ever the observant one, noticed the storm brewing in your eyes the moment you walked in. "Honey," she said, her voice soft, "you're here. That's all that matters." She pulled you into a warm hug, you needed that so much.

You missed your parents, their warmth, their comforting presence. You needed a moment to breathe, to process the whirlwind of emotions swirling within you. "I think I'll step out to the garden," you announced, a slight tremor in your voice. "I need a little peace."

Your parents, understanding as always, nodded. "Of course, sweetheart. Take your time."

You retreated to the garden, the bottle of wine clutched in your hand, a silent companion in your solitude. The air was cool and fragrant with the scent of blooming flowers. You found a secluded spot beneath the old oak tree, its branches offering a dappled shade.

As you sipped the wine, the sounds of the party faded into the background. You closed your eyes, allowing the gentle breeze to caress your face.

You weren't as heartbroken as you thought you would be. Instead, a quiet anger simmered within you, directed not at Liam, but at yourself. You felt a familiar pang of self-criticism, a nagging voice whispering doubts in your ear.

* "Why did I let things go on for so long?"

* "Why didn't I listen to my gut feeling sooner?"

* "Why did I settle for less than I deserved?"

The wine, initially a comfort, now felt like a bitter reminder of wasted time and misplaced hopes. You took a long, frustrated sip, the cool liquid doing little to soothe the simmering resentment.

The voice startled you, breaking through your brooding thoughts. "Isn't that bottle a bit much for a young girl like you?"

You looked up to see Lucien Flores, one of your parents' friends, standing a few feet away. You hadn't seen him in years, maybe since you were a teenager. He looked a little older now, his hair streaked with silver, but his eyes still held the same twinkle of amusement you remembered.

You felt a blush creeping up your neck. "Oh, hello Mr. Flores," you stammered, feeling a sudden surge of awkwardness. "It's just... I needed a little something to unwind after graduation."

Mr. Flores chuckled, a warm, rumbling sound. "Understandable. Graduation is a big deal. But you know, sometimes a good walk in the garden can do wonders for the soul." He gestured towards the moon, now peeking through the branches of the oak tree. "The night is beautiful. Come, I'll join you."

As you walked, you continued to sip the wine, lost in your thoughts. Lucien, noticing your distracted air, gently inquired, "Something on your mind, dear?"

You hesitated, then confessed, "I recently broke up with my boyfriend."

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that," Lucien said sympathetically. "Don't be too sad."

"I'm not sad," you admitted, "more... angry with myself. He said I was too cold, that I didn't give him enough attention. And honestly, I think he was right. I tend to... shut down sometimes. And I think he was just a boy. It's not the first time I've made a wrong choice in a relationship."

"Yeah," Lucien said, a thoughtful frown creasing his brow. "You need a real man to love you, someone who can appreciate your fire and your independence."

"Cheers to that," you said with a wry smile. "Hopefully, I'll find one."

Curious about his own romantic history, you asked, "What about you, Mr. Flores? Did you ever find love?" You handed him a bottle, he took a sip.

He paused, a wistful look in his eyes. "Never truly, no. Not the kind that makes your soul sing, anyway."

"I hope so you found your true love," you said, a genuine warmth in your voice.

Lucien smiled gently. "Thank you, dear." He then returned to your earlier comment. "You mentioned making wrong choices before. Was there another...?"

You hesitated, then confessed, "I was involved with my professor in college. He was older, and I was completely smitten. But he lied to me. He was married."

Lucien nodded thoughtfully. "Ah, older men can be... trickier. More experienced, yes, but sometimes harder to love."

"You're right," you agreed.

He seemed intrigued by your confession. "Do you...do you like older men?"

You shrugged, a mischievous glint in your eye. "I suppose I do. There's a certain... maturity I find appealing."

You leaned closer, your voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "And you, Mr. Flores, you look very sexy in that shirt." You gently touched his necklace, a golden chain with a simple pendant. "I like this too."

Lucien's eyes widened slightly. "Is that the wine speaking, or do you truly mean it?"

"I'm still quite sober," you assured him, a playful smile playing on your lips.

Lucien's smile deepened, and he met your gaze. "I believe you."

"You look quite lovely in that dress yourself," Lucien remarked, his gaze lingering on you.

A playful spark ignited between you. Leaning closer, you whispered, "I'd let you fuck me."

Lucien's eyes widened slightly, a slow smile spreading across his face. "I think I might want that too," he murmured back.

Just as the air crackled with unspoken possibilities, your mother's voice cut through the moment. "Lucien, darling! Come join us for dinner!"

As you entered the dining room, Lucien subtly guided you towards a seat beside him. He looked at you with an intensity that made your breath catch. Lust, raw and undeniable, simmered in his gaze, and you knew with a certainty that bordered on terror that he wanted you.

The dinner was a blur of forced conversation and forced smiles. You tried to engage with your parents' friends, to laugh and chat, but your attention kept snapping back to Lucien. He was a master of subtle seduction. Under the guise of casual conversation, his knee brushed against yours, a fleeting touch that sent shivers down your spine. Then, his hand, deceptively light, rested on your thigh, his fingers tracing a slow, deliberate path upwards.

You felt your cheeks burning, your heart hammering against your ribs. You desperately tried to maintain your composure, to appear unaffected, but the heat of his touch was igniting a fire within you. He continued his slow, deliberate exploration, his gaze locked with yours, a silent promise hanging heavy in the air.

Finally, the dinner concluded, a wave of relief washing over you. You were sure your parents had noticed something, but you hoped they would simply chalk it up to the wine.

You told your mom you were going to the backyard, and Lucien followed you.

He cornered you by the wall, his eyes burning with a desire that mirrored your own. His hands cupped your face, his lips meeting yours in a passionate kiss that stole your breath away.

He pulled you closer, his hands roaming over your body, he grabbed your ass so tight and you fucking love it..

You felt the unmistakable hardness of his dick pressed against you, igniting a fire within you.

'Not here,' you whispered, your voice barely audible.

He nodded, his eyes filled with a predatory glint. Taking your hand, he led you towards the summerhouse, a secluded haven at the edge of the garden.

As you stepped inside the house, Lucien pulled you close, his lips moving gently against yours. A low moan escaped your lips as you felt his hand slip beneath your dress, tracing a path up your inner thigh.

Driven by an urgent need, you dropped to your knees, your hands fumbling with the clasp of his belt. He groaned softly, his breath catching in his throat as you freed him.

Taking him fully into your hand, you began to stroke him slowly, your tongue darting out to taste the salty skin. You moved lower, your mouth engulfing him, swirling your tongue around his length, eliciting a series of low growls from him.

The intensity of the moment washed over him leaving him breathless and wanting more.

He told you to stand up. Gently, he slipped your dress off your shoulders, then lowered it to the floor, followed by your panties.

'You look so beautiful, sweetheart,' he murmured, his eyes tracing the curves of your body.

'Hurry up,' you urged, barely able to contain your eagerness.

He lifted you onto the table, his hands strong yet gentle. Slowly, deliberately, he entered you, his movements deliberate and controlled. Then he continued more with passion and need to be deeper inside you. His kisses trailed down your neck, eliciting shivers. You clung to his shoulders, breathless.

'Fuck, you feel so good,' you whispered, your voice hoarse. 'So big.'

He groaned, his movements intensifying. 'Oh fuck, this is the best pussy I've ever had,' he growled, his words muffled against your skin.

As he reached his peak, you tightened around him, urging him on.

'Cum inside me,' you whispered, 'I'm on the pill.'

He cumms deep inside you, a wave of pleasure washing over both of you. You lay spent, gasping for breath.

'Best sex I've ever had,' you whispered, breathlessly.

He smiled, his eyes filled with a lingering intensity. 'Yes, baby, this was fucking amazing. I'm gonna need you again."

As you began to dress, he asked for your phone number. 'I'd love to see you again,' he said. 'Dinner?'

You readily agreed, unable to resist the pull of his charm. You leaned in and kissed him one more time, a lingering, sweet kiss that left you breathless.

Later, on the balcony, you offered him a cigarette. He laughed, a low, rumbling sound that sent shivers down your spine. 'It looks like I may have found my true love tonight,' he said, his eyes twinkling.

Your heart melted. You knew, with a certainty that surprised even you, that you had fallen for him.

The rest, as they say, is left to the imagination.

Comment if you want continuation of this story.

Thanks you for the reading ❣️

[grapejuicebrat]

champagne coast - r.c.

where rafe has to watch you moving on.

warnings: mentions of smut, kissing, swearing, heavy angst, might be a happy ending, rafe tries to be better.

notes: SHES BAAAACK. and a little reminder: english is not my first language so be nice! x

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“i want you to be happy rafe, that’s all i ever wanted”

but what if he can’t be happy without you? what if just your presence made rafe smile? if you want him to be happy, why did you leave? those questions were never asked but god, rafe still do want to know all the answers.

watching you moving on is hard. the first time rafe saw you after the break up, your eyes were red from crying. you never smiled. never wanted to pretend that you’re ok. you still loved rafe after all. even if he was a drug addict, even if he was a mean grumpy man. you really wanted to see rafe as an old rafe who tried to not hate on pogues. who tried to catch up with his sister and be a good older brother.

he really tried to be better. for you. for your future family.

he even wanted to marry you. of course, part of him understands that all those thoughts were in his head because he wanted you to stay with him. maybe he could get you pregnant with his baby. having a little copy of you with those big doe eyes was everything he ever wanted. but looking back, it wasn’t possible. not anymore.

sitting in a country club and watching you working hard was difficult. in the beginning of your relationship rafe made that clear. he never ever wanted you to work there again. not because he wanted you to be in a golden cage, just because men in this club were disgusting. rafe would never forget how you cried in his shirt about another nasty comment about her body. that’s why you decided to quit your job and instead of being a waitress you waited at home for rafe, making a dinner for you two and being like a housewife.

you changed rafe in a lot of ways. so now he doesn’t even want to punch this motherfucker jj in the face, because he is clearly flirting with you. after all, he promised you to fight with his anger.

the last thing rafe wants to do is disappoint you again.

“bro, there many other bitches, just forget about her” kelce said to rafe, laughing.

rafe’s eyes shifted to kelce, anger bubbling up in his blood. nobody gets to talk about you like that. even if you were the one to break up with him, you did it for best.

“if you try to say stupid shit like that again, i won’t even hesitate to punch you in a fucking face. you don’t know anything, motherfucker”.

it was the first time rafe didn’t let his friends say something disrespectful towards a girl.

you would be proud of him, that’s for sure.

after two shitty weeks of your break up, rafe saw you smiling for the first time. and he could swear, his heart melted. of course he wanted you to be happy to, even if it does mean that he won’t be included in your life anymore. as much as it hurts to say, maybe in some time you will start a family with a guy that really deserves you. and rafe always said to you that he didn’t deserve you. well, that’s true. he never deserved your kindness, your patience and mostly, your love.

after a long month, rafe could proudly say that he didn’t do coke for a month and two weeks. he didn’t drink either, except one bottle of a beer at the party. he wanted to start a new life, to try to be someone who would deserve you even if you doesn’t want him anymore.

and of course, you knew about this changes. you promised yourself to keep an eye on him if anything happens. and you were really happy to see him like this. without his stupid friends, that you never liked. without being high and drunk. at some time you would think that it’s your old rafe. who you used to know. and your heart would skip a heartbeat. after all, you still loved him. you will always love him.

sometimes you wanted to kiss him like you used to. to hug him, whisper an “i love you” and kiss like there was no tomorrow. you wanted to feel his hands on your neck, on your waist, everywhere. you missed this feeling of being loved by him, you missed his big eyes and his perfect smile. you missed those rare times you two made love to each other. of course you were obsessed with his dominant side in sex but oh god, when he would lay on you and hug you, and his dick was buried deep in your pussy and only god knows how many times he said that he loved you.

you would look at him in a country club, scared that some chick would hug him and sit in his lap. but not in a month, or two. not after a year after your break up, he still didn’t bring anybody. and if topper told you the truth, he refused to even look at some girl. except you.

there were still some rare moments when you would just sit in your kitchen and there will be only one question.

“what if we were still together”

you tried to imagine your life with rafe, how would everything be okay. and you cried. every time.

after another long night in an empty bad you’ve had enough. even if it is the biggest mistake you’ve ever made, you didn’t want this to be the end. not like that. when everything could possibly be better. when rafe at least tries to be better. because you still love him and some part of you hopes he still does love you. so you made your choice right away, getting your phone from the table.

notes: end sucks, i know. but i am still proud of this one. waiting for your comments!

[seokmn]

chapter 11.

wc: 1.7k words

another rock was thrown in the lake as you sighed. “i cant believe he did that to me, and i cant believe they hid that from me!”

keeho rubbed your back and listened to you quietly, knowing that all you needed at that moment was someone to listen to you. “he couldve talked to me! he knows im a good listener! it shouldnt need to end up like this…”  you looked at your hands that were resting on your lap while your fingers were playing with the little rocks you were holding. you let out a frustrated sigh and looked at the lake that reflected the moons light. “ah, i dont know,” you threw a rock far away in the lake. the rock jumping a few times before finally leaving your eyesight as it fell down into the water.

“wanna know the worst part?” you chuckled bitterly and didnt even give keeho time to answer, you were already talking again. “i love him way too much to even say that i hate him or wish him the worst. id probably break up with him either way… i just didnt want things to end like this.”

“youd break up with him either way?”

“keeho, i love chan too much to let him keep me by his side after i become a burden for him. ive already met him when he had his dream of becoming an idol clear as day, how would i let him give up on his dream just for the sake of a relationship? he can get over me, but he cant get over his dream,” you said as you looked at keeho with so much sadness in your eyes. you knew that what you were saying was the most rational and right thing to think, say, and do, but deep down, your heart is broken, and you are screaming to have chan back deep inside.

“so, you want my opinion on this, or do you want me to just listen to you?”

“no, you can speak up.”

“first of all, you have all the right to be mad and upset at him, yeri and sieun, but you have to understand their sides as well. about sieun and yeri, they knew about this, but should they really tell you? some people would say yes, some people would say they did the right thing because this is between you and chan and they found out without wanting to. chan didnt tell them, he has no clue that they know,” keeho took a rock out of your hands and threw it in the lake. “now, about chan… he was an asshole, yes. he shouldve never treated you like that. but hes torn between you or his career, and that shows how much he loves you, dont you agree? imagine having someone loving you so much to the point of not knowing if they should choose you or pursue the dream they have had since they were a little kid.”

listening to keeho’s words made your eyes tear up and your lips tremble. he was right, chan loves you that much. “i think you should listen to what he has to say, but not right now. do that when youre feeling ready, okay? and dont be mad at sieun and yeri, they did what they thought was the best for you, and by sieuns message she was feeling really bad from hiding that from you, and you know how yeri is, i bet she was feeling bad as well.”

keeho patted your back and gave you a small and reassuring smile. you studied his face, and you saw nothing but love and empathy in his eyes, not a single hint of pity. he didnt pity you for being lied to and having to break up with the love of your life, he never once pitied you, and thats one of the countless reasons that you love about keeho. he loves you for who you are and always showed you how theres no one better to be your best friend but him.

you closed the distance between you by pulling him into a tight hug. the way he hugged you back immediately made you finally break down into tears.

you knew that even if it hurt and it would take a while to heal from this, everything would be fine because you have the best friendship ever and because you were making the right choice for the guy you romantically love more than anything.

the ride home just wasnt silent because keeho knows how to crack a joke and light up your mood. a part of you was almost forgetting about chan for the moment until your eyes landed on him sitting on the ground outside your house. the boy who was looking down at his own feet immediately looked up when he heard your laugh—your laugh that died once you noticed him—and felt his heart beat faster. he stood up while you stayed still with keeho beside you.

“do you want me to tell him to go away?” keehos question came out as a whisper. its not easy to tell that keeho adores chan, but he would fight him if you asked him to. even tho youre older than him, keeho thinks that he has to protect you just like an older brother would protect his little sister. “no, its fine. you should go tho.. see you at school, and thank you for today.”

keeho nodded and pat your shoulder before glancing at chan and flashing him a smile as he walked away, leaving you and chan alone.

“what are you doing here and how long were you waiting for me?” you made your way to the front door while taking your keys out of your pocket. “i wanted to talk... if youre up to, of course. ive been waiting not for much time,” chan lied. he went to your house a few minutes after you left with keeho. “when i came i saw that the lights of your room were off and supposed you were out. i didnt want to bother your parents by asking for you and waiting inside in case you didn’t want to talk to me.”

“what do you even want to talk about, chan?” your voice showed a hint of frustration, which didnt go unnoticed by chan, making him frown a little bit. “i want to apologize, yn. i shouldnt have acted like that, i recognize my mistake. i dont know what i was thinking… i was under do much pressure yesterday and- and…” his eyes started to be filled with tears, and his voice started to crack, he was trying his best to hold back his tears, but was failing miserably. “and i love you so much, i dont want this to be the end. i just dont know what to do. im so sorry.”

chan started to cry for real, sobs coming out from his mouth as he fell on his knees and looked up at you with a hopeless and extremely hurt expression. “i was supposed to show you every single day how much i love you and never be the reason of your worries, insecurities, and tears from sadness or anger. gosh-“ he choked on his own sob before continuing. “im so sorry. i dont know what to do. this is killing me.”

it was impossible to see that sight of him and not start to cry as well. it hurt you more seeing him like that than the whole situation itself that led you to this. “chan… stand up, please.” he shook his head and stayed on his knees. he tried to speak, but his sobs interrupted him, and his voice didnt even need to threaten him to fail, it was already a fact that if he tried to speak, his voice wouldnt go out. chan’s throat was tensioned, it was like there was something huge and painful stuck in it, and that feeling was more than agonizing.

you took a few steps closer to him and gently wrapped your arms around his head, which made him instantly lean into your touch and hug your hips as he mumbled countless im sorry against the beginning of your thigh.

you let him be as you waited for him to calm down and took the opportunity to calm down as well, trying your best to stop crying and ease the pain in your chest.

“i… i know why you were acting like that. its better for us to break up, chan.” as soon as the words came out of your lips, chan immediately looked at you. his expression showing a hint of shock, confusion, and horror. “w-what? how..? why?”

“dont ask me how, just be aware that i know the reason,” you sighed, ran your fingers through your hair, bit your lower lip, and looked at chan while he slowly started to stand up. “this is your dream, chan. why would you throw that away?”

“because you also became my dream, yn! i mean- fuck! im so in love with you, ever since we started dating, my dream is to see you walking down the aisle in your wedding dress and saying yes to me! i want you and you only! dont do this to me, dont do this to us.”

you clenched your fist. why is he making everything more complicated? all you wanted to do was kiss him until you lost your breath, but you couldnt. you had to stay strong and not back down.

“dont make this difficult. the decision has been made, chan. i dont want to keep in this relationship anymore. you should go after your real dream, not your little fantasy.”

“yn, please-“

“enough, chan,” you cut him off. “stop embarrassing yourself and go home.”

you opened the front door and went inside without even glancing at chan. you knew that if you looked at him one more time, youd give up, and you couldnt risk.

once the door was closed, all your walls were destroyed. you sat down on the floor with your head in your hands and started to cry as hard as possible, even losing your breath.

on the other side of the door, there was chan staring at it with no expression or thoughts. he had cried so much before that there were no tears left to cry, he just stayed there staring at the door for a few minutes before slowly turning around and making his way to his house with his heart broken.

if humans had seven hearts, chan was sure that all of his seven heart would be absolutely destroyed

HIGH SCHOOL SWEETHEARTS

yn and chan date since their freshman year and are truly high school sweethearts, but will chan’s dream of becoming an idol get between their relationship?

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[blue-eli]

Thinking about Kairi & Sora but mainly Kairi and going insane. Girl you have so many issues

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While I’ve cared deeply for many people throughout my life, I have yet to have an experience of feeling I’ve found “the one” and feeling all the intense emotions that come with that.

So I’m curious: for anyone whose fallen in love with someone, what was your “heart stopping” moment like?

[puppmeo]

Have you ever been assumed to be romantically attracted to someone and even just the thought of that makes you want to throw up . Anybody

[listen-to-the-inner-walrus]

@teapunks did your mum ever threaten to put mustard on your fingernails to stop you biting them? because by my count 6 different adults directly threatened me with that or mentioned it in a "in my day, they would do this so youre lucky i havent done that to you".

the direct threats came from my dad, my paternal nan and my maternal great aunt while the guilt-trip-that-always-felt-like-a-threat-to-me came from my paternal aunt, the other classes' year 4 teacher and an english teacher who wasnt even my english teacher, for anyone curious.

you could reblog for a bigger sample size or not who do i look like the freakin queen of england