#but idk i liked minho better LOL

[kwangyanese]

seeing a lot of koreans hating on/complaining about the sm game caterers #twinning

[minhoinator]

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[bandgie]

I had an idea but idk if you'd be comfortable with it so feel free to ignore it

I thought of minho and hyunjin for it. minho knowing hyunjin has a crush on someone. minho knows her but hyunjin doesn't. to tease him, minho takes the girl out on a friendly date and takes pics to show hyunjin. he gets jealous but that pushes him to talk to the girl and after meeting up a few times, they fuck. as revenge, hyunjin takes a picture or video or whatever to send to minho

I like loser to cocky hyunjin 😶

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warnings! MDNI 18+, blowjob, throat fucking (light), cum swallowing, recording during oral

"Hyung, can you not send me things like that?"

"Like what?" But Minho already knows. He has a sly grin that makes his top two teeth slightly poke out. The smile only widens when Hyunjin groans, digging his phone from his pocket and unlocking it.

It only takes a few clicks before Hyunjin shows Minho the message. A sent picture of you holding up ice cream, smiling, and throwing up a peace sign.

"Ohhh," Minho pretends to finally understand. "Did you know she loves strawberry ice cream?"

"Minho!" Hyunjin jumps at the sound of his voice. "You know how I feel. It doesn't make me feel any better." He shoves his phone back into his pocket, folding his arms. "You're being a mean hyung to me."

"Mean? It's not my fault you're not doing anything. I'm just trying to give you a little encouragement." And although that's somewhat true, Minho can't lie that he finds joy in Hyunjin's scowl. 

Hyunjin shakes his head. "Well, stop it. It's not working."

But Minho doesn't. Every few days, Hyunjin gets an image of you with Minho. It ranges from going out for lunch to volunteering at animal shelters. Minho is in the same major as you and Hyunjin only came across you once. That's all it took for him to develop an innocent crush; one that Minho is seemingly keen on ruining.

Message after message, days upon days that leave Hyunjin feeling a mix of emotions. He's at the university library, staring at his phone and debating on blocking Minho's number until a glimpse of your figure catches his attention. 

It shouldn't be a surprise to see you, you all go to the same college, but it's rare for Hyunjin to come across anyone he knows due to his schedule. For a minute, he just watches. He observes the way you survey the room to look for a spot, and steps slowly to get a good look. He watches as your eyes lock with his, smiling and giving a small wave. You quicken your steps in his direction-

Holy shit. Are you going to sit next to him? Hyunjin hurriedly collects his scattered papers to make some room, not bothering to lock his phone that he hastily sets on the table. Your steps get closer, his heart beats faster. He's managed to make a small, messy pile when you stop just a few inches shy away from him. 

"It's Hyunjin, right?" Gosh, even the way you say his name makes his stomach dip.

Hyunjin nods, eyes shifting from his paper to your face. "Yeah."

"Okay good!" You happily set your backpack on the table and choose the seat right next to him. "I wasn't sure. I just seen you and thought you looked familiar. You're Minho's friend, no?"

This is the closest Hyunjin's ever been with you. He can smell your perfume, the lip balm that makes your mouth shine, and your cheery expression as you speak. How is Minho even friends with someone so happy?

Probably to make Hyunjin's life difficult. But there isn't an opportunity to answer as Hyunjin's phone goes off. Still unlocked, both of you stare at the message. 

From: Asshole [image sent] got to try out the new cafe with your favorite person the other day lol

Hyunjin reaches for the phone, but the damage is already done. You're quicker than him, snatching it off the table and scrolling further into the messages. Some casual conversations, lots of cussing, but mostly you. Just photos of you with captions ranging from what you did with Minho to Hyunjin asking- no begging - for Minho to stop. 

"What the hell?" You mumble to yourself just as Hyunjin successfully pries his phone from your grasp. He's sweating, you notice. Chest expanding rapidly and hands shaking. "Why is Minho sending pictures of me to you like that?"

He just shakes his head, unable to answer from embarrassment or shock, you're not sure. His dark hair sweeps over his face and he hurriedly packs his things. "I need to go." His voice is just as shaky as his hands. 

You grab a hold of his bag, preventing him from leaving. "You're not going anywhere." You yank on the material and he whines. "Hyunjin." He whines again at the sound of his name, but he remains standing and pulling against your grasp.

"Hyunjin. Sit. Down."

His legs turn to jelly, a final whimper escaping his throat as he plops back in his seat. You let a sigh, rubbing your temples in a way that makes Hyunjin gulp.

"Sorry, I...I didn't mean to say it like that." You take a deep breath. "I just don't understand why Min is sending you pictures of me. It comes off a little...weird. You know?"

Weird? Oh, he's so fucked. You're keeping a neutral expression, but Hyunjin isn't sure how much longer that'll last. If he tells you the truth, you might be disgusted. You both hardly know each other, how can he harbor even just some feelings for you? This is Minho's fault. It's only fair that he gets the full blame. 

"Yeah, no I get it," Hyunjin nods. "He just..." Fuck, what is he supposed to say?

You give him a few seconds before you prompt him again, "He just what?" You're being so patient. So understanding that you're still here letting Hyunjin save his ass. You should have called him a perv by now, slapping him across the face. But you didn't.

"He's just a dick." Fuck it. "I've already asked him to stop, but he just likes to torture me." You raise a curious eyebrow, but Hyunjin continues. "It was one time. I said that I think you're pretty just one time and he makes it his fucking mission to make sure he sees how much fun he's having with you."

That's not what you were expecting, but Hyunjin is far from done. "I would love to get to know you, to talk to you, but I'm such a pussy. That dick rubs it in my face how often you two hang out. Like, that's cool and all, but I want to rip my hair out." Hyunjin gets more confident as he talks, most likely getting riled up from talking about Minho, but you hardly mind.

"So, yes, it's weird. I know. But it's not my fault!" Hyunjin quickly scans the near-empty library at the raising of his voice. "Minho just keeps sending me you 'cuz he likes to tease me. That's all."

He stares at you and you stare back. A few seconds pass with quiet blinking before you realize you should say something.

"Oh."

Hyunjin groans, burying his beautiful face in his hands. You stare at his ashamed state, both pathetic and endearing. Truly, this isn't a big deal, but his dramatic reactions bring a small smile amidst the anxious atmosphere.

"So you think I'm pretty?" Hyunjin lets out a scoff, shaking his head at your question. "Is that really all you got from that?"

You shrug, but the smile on your lips still lingers. "Maybe. But that does sound annoying. I'm sure you get tired of looking at my pretty face all the time." Hyunjin laughs, finally picking his head up to look at you. His cheeks are flushed, his eyes like moon crescents. He gleams in the artificial lighting and it casts beautiful shadows on his features.

"Have you ever thought about getting back at Minho?"

Hyunjin stops his cheery laughter, eyes growing curious. He pinches his eyebrows together in thought, "I mean, does blocking count? Cuz if so, then yes."

You shake your head, lower lip caught between your teeth as a mischievous thought comes to mind. "I was thinking something a little more."

-

It's hard for Hyunjin to angle the camera at you. His hands keep shaking, the phone threatening to fall from his grasp right on your face. You're looking up at the lens from your knees, mouth full of cock. Your knees slightly ache from the bathroom tile floor, but you pay no mind. The main center of focus is quietly gagging on Hyunjin's length. That women's bathroom may be empty, but the sound of wet pops and smack echoes in the room rather embarrassingly. 

With a hard suck, you pull away from his cock. Hyunjin lets out a whine, hips shaking as you replace your mouth with your hand. 

"Are you getting my good angles?" You can't help but tease with swollen lips. Even in a messy state, he nods. You can't see his face, but you can see the black, tangled hair that moves. 

"Pretty," he chokes out as you pump him. " So so so pretty."

You flash your teeth at the camera, "Aw! Thanks. Do you think Minho will think so too?"

"Ye- Mmf!" He cuts himself off by pinching his lips. You've wrapped your lips around his girth again, sucking the tip while you stroke his shaft. He whines and whines, unable to stay quiet while staring at you through the phone. 

The video is wobbly but if he slows the footage down, he might be able to screenshot a few good frames. There's just something surreal about indirectly looking at your mouth take him inch by inch. It's like you're his personal pornstar, though he's keen on making sure little no one gets to see how good you look.

You relax the back of your throat, slowly pushing him deeper until his pubes barely tickle your nose. A soft gag comes from you, but you're determined on deep-throating him at least once. Hyunjin uses his free hand to brush a few strands from your face, coaxing you. You hum in appreciation and fit the last few bits.

Hyunjin's tip presses deep against the deepest part of you, pulsing from your tight throat. You can tell he's trying not to move, to fuck into your hot mouth to not overstimulate you. 

But he wants to. He can taste the orgasm on his tongue. So close, so warm, but you look so good with wide eyes. Tears brimming your lashes as you hollow your cheeks. 

Hyunjin moans, a long, drawled-out sound that makes him throw his head back. "Fuck. You're gonna make me cum." 

It's too difficult to speak, so you gently rock against his hips instead. As much as you would love for Hyunjin to bruise your mouth, this isn't the time. Right now, putting on a good show for the camera is your priority. To make sure you suck dick so good that Minho never bothers Hyunjin again with pictures.

His tip repeatedly hits the back of your throat, a little salty from the oozing precum. With one of your hands, you massage his balls. Hyunjin mewls at the sensation, toes curling in his shoes. His breath turns jagged, and now he can't help himself. His gentle hand turns rough as he reaches the back of your head. He makes a tight fist with your hair and drives his cock deep.

You gag, the tears finally falling from the relentless pace Hyunjin's set. He's already so close, you might as well let him use you.

"Look into the camera." Hyunjin's voice is rasp. While you were trying not to choke, your eyes were unfocused. Now you're trying desperately to look into the phone, mostly likely going cross-eyed from the force his his thrusts. 

His cock twitches in your mouth and you brace for the spurts of cum. Even as your prepare, you can't help the gurgled squeak you make on Hyunjin's cock at the salty release. He shoots his hot load down your throat, and all you can taste and feel is cum. Your hand tightens around his sack and they tense in your hold. 

He's moaning, panting like a dog behind the phone. Hyunjin gives a few more sloppy thrusts before pulling out, cum dribbling from the corner of your mouth. 

You groan as your throat empties, using your tongue to wipe the semen as Hyunjin's cock slowly goes down. Once the cum has collected, you flatten your tongue to give a good look to the camera before tucking your tongue in your mouth, swallowing.

"And, scene!"

note! I am in a but of a rut, but hopefully this'll help me get back on game!

[hannamoon143]

Work harder

Req by @ot8sworld: Alright so ninth member and y/n is besties / lovey dovey w seungmin if that's ok so there like always together and y/n is really stressed from the new comeback and all themembers are together and she's in the kitchen and starts getting dizzy and yells for seungmin as here and the glass crash down to the floor.im so delulu...Then the members are scared as shit and they all run to her and seungmin is a lil over protective so he's telling them to move and someone teased him but moves then they take her to the hospital and seungmin is really impatient and mad then they get out of there and all the members take care of her. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE ILY SM 😛😛😛

Word count: 2,9k

Pairings: Skz x fem ninth member

Warnings: fainting,overworking,stress,kinda bad eating habits,mentions of food,crying, Babes and love as name for y/n used once (not meant in a romantic way. i guess,but we don't know what seungmin thinks so..)

a/n: TYSM for the reqqq,i luv itt.The scene where y/n faints is from my own experience,because something very similar to this happened to me two days ago,so i just wrote how it felt lol. Also let’s just not talk about y/n and seungmin idk what they are helpp.Remember to always take care of yourself,drink enough,sleep enough,eat enough,and never push yourself too much.Enjoy now💖

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„Come on boys, one more time won’t kill you.“ you said rolling your eyes. „But you made us repeat if over and over again.“Jeongin says. His voice sounds strained and exhausted. He was right. You were dancing for hours now. It was because you were never satisfied with the whole dance.

You sighed and agreed. You all started packing our things together to head back to the dorms. The comeback was exhausting for everyone of you.But you,you were a perfectionist. Everyday was the same.no matter If you guys would do dance practice,recordings or whatever. you were never satisfied.You made the boys repeat everything over and over again.You told them that this doesn’t fit,that they need to improve that… you knew it was egoistic because honestly you knew that you only did this because you were never satisfied with your own work.You just had to work harder.You wanted to get better.

Seungmin snapped you out of your thoughts. „Want something from the chinese restaurant when we get home ?the guys are ordering.“ you put on a fake smile and answered that you ate before.Yeah okay that was a lie,but you hadn’t got time to eat.You wanted to practice at home,you jsut didn’t get that one step right,and there was one line in that one song that just never satisfied you.Everything needed to be perfect.your voice,the choreo,the music video… you all sat into the van.

The ride home was filled with laughter and jokes like always.But you pretended to be asleep.You hadn’t got the energy to do anything anymore. You knew that everyone was exhausted.your schedules always were tight since the comeback got announced but in the past weeks it got worse. The nearer the comeback came the more stressed you got.you just needed to work harder.you only slept three hours per night,staying awake with energy drinks and coffee.You also didn’t eat much.It wasn’t that you just didn’t want to eat,no it needed so much time,so you sometimes just forgot it.You could use the time the others spended eating working right? you needed to do that if you wanted to give your best.a few days ago you heard chan talking to lee know about you.

„To be honest i think y/n is the most hardworking of us.“

„Yeah,she is working really really hard“ minho replied slight, concern in his voice.

Silence.you imagined them looking at each other with their worried gazes now.you sighed.

„Minho...i’m a bit worried about her.i know she loves all of this and she wants to do it as good as she can but...maybe she should turn it down a bit.“

you didn’t want to hear minhos reply anymore,so you stepped away from where you’ve been listening and go into your room.

That day another idol would have been happy that their leader is thinking that they are that hardworking. they would of course also have changed their schedule so their members would be less worried.But for you it was more of an insult.You hadn’t worked hard enough to not worry them. Egoistic,disappointing,failing.

You only got snapped out of your thoughts again when seungmin gently tried to wake you. You weren’t even really sleeping but you felt too exhausted to get up,so you just didn’t move and also didn’t say anything.Seungmin quietly spoke to chan.He told him he would bring you to your room and changbin could eat his food , cause he wanted to stay with you. That’s what you loved about seungmin.He was so caring in a way that didn’t annoy you right now for once.You loved every single one of your members so much but seungmin was always a bit different.

When you first met seungmin you immediately liked him.he was a little menace but to you he was always everything. You two were best friends before the group even knew each other entirely.He was there if you needed a shoulder to cry on,he was cheering for you when you achieved something and he was laughing for you if you laughed. Your friendship was a nice one.The best. that’s what it was yeah.But sometimes to you it felt like more. Yeah okay the fact that you two kissed sometimes might say that maybe he felt more too.

When seungmin gently lifted you up,one arm under your knees,one on your back you just let it happen. He carries you into your room,laying you down gently in your bed that was filled with plushies and pillows. He pulled a blanket over you,and suddenly you actually felt sleepy.

„Minnie?“ you whispered when he was about to go out. He immediately turned around.

„Stay for a bit?cuddles?“ you hadn’t asked that in a long time.Before everything went so hectic and stressfull you two always cuddled but now you always just sat in your room,working on something. He smiled warmly,walking to you again.He lied down besides you,pulling the blanket over him too.He took you in his arms,and when you felt like you were almost asleep he pressed a soft kiss to your head.Youu nuzzled more into his chest.And in that moment,you felt like maybe everything wasn’t even that bad.Maybe everything would be okay.Then you drifted off into sleep.

But your bad sleeping schedule fromt the past weeks wouldn’t let you sleep longer than two hours. You woke up,feeling sweaty nauseous and cold at the same time. Confused you looked around.Of course seungmin wasn’t around anymore. But you had a weird feeling in your gut. You grabbed your phone and checked the time.you really had only slept two hours,so you still heard the boys voices outside of your room.You sat up,planning on going to the kitchen and snuggle between them.You didn’t want to admit it but you didn’t feel like work.You always worked lately. but somehow there was this weird feeling in your whole body.You stood up but were greeted with a little wave of dizzines. What was happening? You sat down again and suddenly your hands started shaking.You just looked at them,very confused.You stood up again anyways going into the kitchen where all the guys were sitting.

Your legs also had the same shaking like your hands.You felt a bit hot.You were confused what was going on but when you came into the kitchen you were greeted by the happy boys.

„Y/n!you finally made it out of your room once.We all were wondering when seungmin told us you actually fell asleep.“ Felix jokes but with a lighthearted smile.You wanted to respond something clever when also the others started teasing but you just hummed going over to the sink.you needed something to drink, maybe that would make that feeling better.You also felt like your head was spinning now,but your vision was clear. Ok,that was definitely not normal.You leaned to the kitchen counter trying to figure out what was going on. Yeah okay it was obvious that you didnt eat anything than one apple the whole day and also that you never got more than three hours sleep per day the last weeks,and constantly overworked yourself without a singe break but you needed to work. Until now it was fine.You were fine.why were you suddenly feeling like this?

While the other guys teased,seungmin noticed that something was definitely off.ususally you would have snuggled up between them and joined the lighthearted jokes.he got up and walked over to you,laying a hand on your shoulder.

„Babes is everything okay?“ he asked you,looking into your eyes,searching for something he probably might not find.When you suddenly heard his voice next to you your head immediately shot up.You hadn’t heard him coming.You only noticed now that you were so focused on breathing because suddenly your breaths got thin and short. Chan now also noticed something was off,glancing over.

That shit was really scaring.You didn’t know what was going on,you couldn’t control your breaths anymore,your limbs slightly shaking and the weird feeling in your gut mixed with the spinning-pain in your head was so damn confusing. Seungmin was scared.you could tell.He asked you if you were having problems with breathing,he said you need to say something.Then he said your names a few times.But it was like you were trapped in a bubble somewhere wide away from him. He tilted your head up making you look at him.You didn’t know what to do.You clutched to his shirt,panic in the eyes,trying to regulate your breaths.

Seungmin noticed the tight grip on his shirt.Suddenly he also noticed your shaking,the look and the thin breaths.Why didn’t he notice sooner? Now all the other members were looking at you too. You didn’t even notice them going silent.You also sensed chan speaking.He looked at you.Was he speaking to you?You didn’t know.You didn’t care. You suddenly let out a loud sob,greeted with tears. Seungmin was now panicking as much as you did.

„H-hey y/nnie,please talk to me.Hey what is going on?“ his voice is shaky,and all the members look at you.The weird feelings,now all mixed together get stronger and stronger.Seungmin saw the cold pearls on your forehead.He continued his panicked rambling,trying to get a word out of you.The other members are now also stood up,but they are still around the table.

But then suddenly seungmin stops rambling. He hears as your breaths stock.Almost as if they got caught in your chest.Your legs and arms trembling a lot and your eyes searching for something,helpless. He says you need to breath,to focus on his voice,but you couldn’t. So he catches you in the last moment before you crash to the floor.

„Y/N!!“ All the members scream and run to you.Seungmin is holding you in his arms,first helpless.All the members voices mix with some of them cry or scream.All while he is holding you.All while you are not even breathing.

„Stop!!!“ seungmin suddenly yells. All the members go silent.His voice was stern,yet scared.

„Jeongin,get me a towel and cold water,chan call an ambulance,and the rest of you go a step back!“ If the situation wouldn’t have been so serious they would have teased him for playing leader but they all knew how much you meant to him. So they did was he said. Meanwhile he checked your pulse.It was still normal,but you didn’t breath. You didn’t breath. He didn’t know what to do so he did the first thing that came into his mind.He was thankful now,that he watched all these cheesy,hospital dramas with you at movie nights. Mouth to mouth resuscitation.

And it helped.you started coughing.He felt so relived that the sound of your breaths didn’t sound so stuck anymore.Then everything was really quick.and ambulance showed up and seungmin and chan drived with you in it to the hospital.The others wanted to come with you too but chan said they could come after,with the van.

In the ambulance chan spoke to the medic,calm like he always was. Seungmin held your hand,not once looking away from you. You opened your eyes. Where were you? Your eyes went big. „M-min?“ Seungmin immediately responded.He saw your scared look and said: „ Hey it’s okay y/nnie.You fainted and we were all so worried but it’s gonna be okay.We are just driving to the hospital real quick so we can check if everything is okay.“ He gently stroked your hair.You wanted to say so many things.That they didn’t have time for that.That you needed to work,to practice the dance.That you didn’t want to go to the hospital.But you remained silent.

It seemed like you fell asleep or maybe they gave you soemthing to sleep but when you woke up you were in a bed.It wasn’t your bed,it felt cold and unfamiliar.It was a hospital bed.As you looked around you saw the boys standing around a doctor that said something.You tried to concentrate on his voice.

„…. so that means Miss L/n isn’t seriously sick.She seems to have fainted from stress,lack of sleep and food and maybe there is something mental too,but we don’t know what she is thinking so maybe you guys could aske her if something is bothering or stressing her…“

You stopped listening. Of course you were stressed,you all were right?But you thought you balanced everything right.As soon as changbin noticed you were awake he walked over to you.The others immediately followed.Now they all stood around you.Should you say something?They all are silent but seungmin can’t hold it in any longer

„Y/n,why didn’t you tell us you were so stressed?We could have helped you,and you should have thought of a better schedule and god y/n you need to sleep!And i know you sometimes just forget eating when you are stressed but tell us!We can help you y/n,we want to help you.And if you feel like it’s getting too much then please come to us.“

He sounded so desperate,so worried and frustrated.You didn’t know if it was only you but wasn’t there also… diappointment?Of course you knew what seungmin meant.You knew what he was trying to say.But a little piece of you believed that his words meant you were still not working enough.A little voice,that was telling you that you shouldn’t have broke down.That this only showed that you were weak and vulnerable.You remembered that you should probably answer.You hated that your voice sounded so faint and weak.

„I’m trying.“

These two words burned in the boys chests. „Y/n,we know you are trying.You are giving your best and honestly you did even more for the comeback than me.But you don’t need to do this alone.I know something might tell you that you need to work harder,that you need to do this alone but it’s not like that you know.We are a group of nine.There are eight people that you can trust,that love you,that help and support you no matter what y/n.“ chan spoke up.His voice was calm,stern but filled with so much love.

These words slowly managed to get to you,to get into your mind. He was right.This was exactly what you thought but you never realized that it could hurt them,to see you like that. Were they thinking you didn’t trust them anymore?

„Guys...you know that i love you right? Chan you are right,that’s what i thought but not because i don’t trust you,i just felt like i need to work harder.You also do everything so perfect but i never bring so good achievements like you all do.“

„Y/n“ Seungmins voice was now less nervous and desperate „What are you talking about?Your achievements are as good as ours,often even better.And of course we know that you love us.“

Then it was silent again.You didn’t know what to say.All of a sudden felix started smiling and just ran nearer to you and almost hugged you to death. „You are choking mee“i said dramatically giggling.I was glad that the tension broke.Now the others started smiling to and they all joined into a big warm hug.

Maybe it was the warm feeling of having them all hug you,maybe it was the warm undertones in seungmins and chans voice but something made you believe their words. It was like your head was constantly underwater until now and suddenly you got pulled out the water.You finally remembered that you had 8 wonderful guys in your life who would help you,support you and do anything for you.

Bonus: (4 months later)

„Guys the album is released!“ you happily screamed.You all were sitting in front of a countdown since an hour,all nervous if the album would be liked by stays.

You all happily hugged each other.The others did not miss when seungmin was hugging you extra tight. They exchanged knowing grins. „Celebrate our hard work with ramen?“ you asked.the others all agreed,running into the kitchen. Seungmin took your wrist and stopped you in your tracks.The others were all in the kitchen by now,so you were standing alone in the living room. You turned around to him again.

„I’m proud of you Love.“

„What?it wasn’t just me who created this album and prepared the comeback.“ Not gonna talk about the fact he never called you love before and it made your heart flutter

„I’m proud that you actually let us help you,that you finally slept more than five hours again,that you always ate dinner with us and that you came crying to us when it got too much again.“

You quickly thought back of the past four months after what happened.You tried to make a better schedule again,and you managed to get your old sleeping habits back. The guys always took you with them when they were eating dinner,not letting you skip meals.If you were too tired seungmin would just take some of the food on a plate go into your room and watch a drama with you while you ate your food.You also remembered that night when you felt like things were getting so overwhelming again that you couldn’t face them alone so you went into the kitchen,crying and telling the guys how you felt.They took you into their middle,cuddling you and mumbling motivating and caring words, and they helped you even more after that.

You just smiled at him.Not a tired fake smile.A truly happy smile.Seungmin smiled back with his cute puppy smile.Then he pulled you nearer,pressing a soft,tender smile onto your lips.

„Let’s go to the others alright?“

[dwaekkiforpresident]

Hi I saw you take requests rn sooo, here is one:

what about Lee know having a crush on reader but he is so overwhelmed and just scared of being with her because well he is who he is and he is also just scared of getting hurt or being taken advantage of. He doesn’t know her for too long just like a friend of a friend. He knows reader likes him too but is way too shy and timid to approach him because she thinks she doesn‘t have a chance.

He tries to distance himself and gets really cold towards her and she just asks herself if she did something wrong and is really hurt and sad. Idk someone is fed up with him and tells him how she is feeling and reassures him or something (idk you can make it really dramatic if you want lol) and he tries to make it right with her and confess to her how he is feeling…idk💕

i’m gonna lose it i was just getting over a seungmin brainrot and now it’s gonna be minho urghjssjsmxajxmxnxm

realistically, i don’t think minho would open up easily. it scares him when he realizes he’s caught feelings so quickly. he’s not even your friend! changbin introduced the two of you only a few weeks ago! it confuses him beyond belief because, well, why would he fall for someone he hardly knows?

he takes a huge step back to protect his own feelings so why does he hurt more?? he misses you being close to him. he misses your poorly hidden glances and starry eyes when the two of you spoke. he knows you liked him too, he couldn’t fathom why. if you had asked, he would do anything to make you his.

being separated should give him a sense of security and stability, knowing his heart is safe from harm so why oh why can’t he sleep?

as he distanced himself physically, he distanced himself emotionally. he’s not a cold person to his friends but to you, in his mind, he has to be. it stings like hell on both sides. he wants nothing more than to hold you close to him and never let you go, but he knows he’s fallen dangerously quick for you. he can’t risk the pain.

changbin’s heard enough of your sad tone and quite frankly, seen your face drop anytime you see minho dad too many times. he goes off on minho, telling him to stop being a coward and embrace his feelings.

minho thinks he’s been lied to when changbin tells him how you feel. it’s not like he didn’t know, but hearing it from someone else was something else.

minho wouldn’t consider himself a romantic. you beg to differ when he shows up at your door, out of breath.

he begins rambling, telling you that he doesn’t hate you, he’s sorry for being distant, nervously focusing on telling you how he feels like his feelings were stupid.

it’s almost painful having to watch him talk in mindless circles and before you or him know it, you’ve got his head in your hands, your lips against his to get him to stop.

“what…was that for?” he asks in a shaky whisper, his hands by his sides in uncertain.

��you wouldn’t stop talking long enough for me to tell you that i like you too. a lot,” you tell him in the same level of voice he used, understanding why he was so nervous to even talk to you. there’s no time for more words as this time, minho wraps his arms around you and kisses you back. god, how be never wanted to stop.

- - - -

MISSED MESSAGES FROM “Binnie >.<“

Binnie >.<: where the hell are you

Binnie >.<: is minho there??

Binnie >.<: hello???

Binnie >.<: son of a bitch he is isn’t he

Binnie >.<: istg you better let me know if he hurts you

Binnie >.<: yall better use protection i’m not ready to be an uncle

You: SHUT UP WE’RE TALKING

Binnie >.<: talking?? with no words???

Binnie >.<: wrap it before you tap it

You: i swear to fucking god…

[catiuskaa]

new task: valentine’s day [ACTS]

A/N: reposting by acts! [see full version here]. wanted to see if this format works better (and yes i will squeeze everything in this one right here cause its amazing and i 100% worked my ass off on it)

PAIRING! seungmin x reader ; enemies/rivals2lovers!

SUMMARY: boring classes, boring classmates, boring assignments…to seungmin, everyone is boring even if he’s used to pretend otherwise, but you seem to get on his nerves. you, your stupid poem, and his stupid letter.

WC: 0.651k

CW: fluffy comfort, use of spanglish (not relevant to the plot, dw), use of text format, the reader is stupidly short (which i know all about), academic rivals, bad student reader x good student seungmin, mentions of the unability to deal with complicated feelings, mentions of masking feelings, slight hint of bullying, mentions of being followed, (pet)names: little one, shortie, shortcake, smallable, pretty, hyunjin as a walking therapist, and the ending is kind of a reference to a show i'm obsessed with (not gonna say it so i don't spoil it for you guys hehehe)

|PROLOGUE| |ACT 1| |ACT 2| |ACT 3|

[☆★🌷★☆]

{PROLOGUE: THE GROUPCHAT}

At first, you didn’t really know him.

To think for a second that there was a time where you didn’t know who he was made you sigh. Oh, how you wish you had never, ever encountered him.

…Kim Seungmin.

Some may say that ‘rivals’ or ‘enemies’ is a term that could seem too intense regarding a simple statement: that you two didn’t get along.

But no. Because those kind of words were exactly how you’d define your relationship.

And it had all started the first day of your last year before graduating. When you made the class groupchat.

> you created ‘Year 13-A 😼😼’

> you added ‘lucas🤺’ ‘atenea🛐’ ‘noa���’ and 16 more.

> you: guys help, am I missing people?

> you: @ atenea🛐 told me to create this group for homework n stuff but idk if I have everyone’s numbers 😵‍💫😵‍💫

< noa🫶: tía you’re missing two people no?

< lara💋: hala, new people?? 👀

< noa🫶: pero- they’re literally from the other group, girl

< abril🌻: you even know them lara

< abril🌻: se te va la pinza JAJSJA

< miguel📚: sí, there should be 22 people (creo)

> you: oh right, Lix told me!

> you: yeah i’ll add them now, brb 🏃‍♀️

Well.

Rookie mistake.

> you added ‘kim seungmin™️’, ‘hyunjin🎨’

> you: omg i even added everyone

< lucas🤺: omg omg

< kim seungmin™️: omg omg so crazyy

You rolled your eyes, smiling slightly as you texted. But that was just because you hadn’t talked to him before.

Now was a different story, of course. You wouldn’t smile, not for Kim Seungmin.

> you: @ kim seungmin™️ what was crazy is how difficult it was finding someone who had your phone number, lol

< han(gry)🐿️🎙️: fr fr omg

< lucas🤺: que es omg

< lucas🤺: ‘oh me gustas’ ? omg?

< lara💋: you’re such an idiot, asshole

< lucas🤺: ohhh you love me so bad 😌😌😌

< isabel🌸: she knows better lol

< lucas🤺: dude, you’re my sister

< lucas🤺: shouldn’t you be backing me?

< isabel🌸: there’s a fee for that, dude.

You giggled at the stupid teasing, used to your mates’ shenanigans that never ceased to make you laugh.

But then, he replied.

< kim seungmin™️: @ you the only difficult thing here is you reaching graduation

…

Your smile faded.

You read that once more. Then again. And another time.

You chuckled dryly.

What was this guy on about?

> you: ah? wdym?

You remember thinking that maybe he was joking. That maybe he was someone who talked to people with a lot of harsh remarks without really meaning them. That maybe he was trying to be funny, or something.

Other texts showed up, but Kim Seungmin —named like so in the contact Felix had shared to you— wasn’t replying.

< minho🐈: guys wtf it’s 00:12

< lucas🤺: oh he uses the other clock

< lucas🤺: so its am-pm for us but not for you

< lucas🤺: think you’re special? wanna fight?

< noa🫶: lucas just shut up and go to bed

< han(gry)🐿️🎙️: damn right 🛌🛌🛌

< miguel📚: guys, stop texting 😓

> you: yeah guys lol

< minho🐈: no u started this

< minho🐈: u shush

You snickered softly, used to Minho’s humour, quickly playing along.

> you: ?! unfair ☝️🤓

< kim seungmin™️: no, minho’s right for once

< kim seungmin™️: you should shush

< kim seungmin™️: you’re less annoying when you’re quiet

You frowned at your phone, your face contorted in angry confussion.

Who did this guys think he was?

With a huff, you typed a rapid “gtg guys!”, ignoring Seungmin’s texts, and quickly settled your phone back on your pocket, getting off the bus and finally arriving home.

You groaned, the text that that Seungmin idiot had sent still rolling in your head even after you laid in bed. You passed your hands through your hair.

“Difficult to reach graduation?” You mumbled, eyes fixated ln the chatroom the sentence feeling like acid in your mouth.

Kim Seungmin wasn’t ready for how difficult his last year was going to be, solely for his stupid text message.

[☆★🌷★☆]

SPECIAL THANKS! To my lovely pookies @lyramundana and @tonks-21 for ideas and support, plus also, most of the classmate’s names are thanks to gorgeous gourgeous @stayconnecteed and her spanishverse series bc i’m so invested! Go check all of their blogs out! 100% recommend. son mis chicas españolitas, hehe&lt;3

[hyunsvngs]

hey baeee

so im def a stonerslut and im glad we have established hanji as the designated stoner of skz, maybe felix too w his special brownie recipes lol,

but i was wondering if we’ve established any other stoner hc’s for any of the other boys? one of mine is definitely hyun, mostly taking place in a college au (dare i say stoner hyunsung roommate bffs) LMAO bro def sparks up and finishes his art projects in the dead of night <33

oh felix and his special brownie recipes. i'm also a stonerslut getting stoned tonight actually and i know this has been sitting in my inbox for a while but it feels RIGHT answering it right now.

so because i'm delusional and a stoner ANYWAy. (also please please send me more stoner skz asks because i really want to write more about these) and thank to bby mayu @jyu037 for helping <3

chan who definitely smokes regular joints and is a fucking master at rolling them. has the fun coloured papers and swears to god that weed makes him make better music. he also swears it makes blowjobs better so obviously you have to give him one everytime you're both high despite the cotton mouth LOL. likes to bottom when he's high!! always cums so quickly but he just keeps going, he just wants more. not too loud, quiet little whimpers here and there.

minho who smokes in his room to destress at night and definitely ends up jerking off. when you two get together, you both hit the bong together and fuck stoned regularly and it changes your lives. he'd have a stupid little smile on his face and just be grinning at you like a freak. soft giggly sex with minho when he's high and he'd be moaning so loud like a fucking pornstar because it feels so good! hyper focused on your ass. smokes strains that make him kinda lazy so he just likes to lay there and use lots of toys on u <3

changbin who would just be so fucking sexy smoking man. like imagine him sat relaxed in a tight fitting t-shirt smoking a j? no i'm literally clenching. i can imagine him with one of those cute little pipes too and i also think changbin could be a bong man. definitely wants you on his lap when you smoke so he can put the joint to your lips and also smoke you out lol. probs shoves his hand up your skirt while you sit in his lap with that sexy little downturned smile. definitely hits it from the back while he smokes his joints and probably rolls FAT blunts too

hyunjin who yes 100% does get high and finishes his art in the middle of the night. i see hyunjin with a small little glass bong orrr a crystal pipe? and he likes to get high and finish his paintings because in the morning it's probably just a bunch of colours on the page but he swore it was a masterpiece the night before. definitely gets all giggly and blushy too! and gets extreme munchies. also high hyune who paints on you because he likes the colours. drools all over you when he fucks you high and gets so sloppy, keeps cumming inside and just can't stop fucking you

jisung who's a horny high. can't roll for shit and makes chan pack the bong for him too lol. he weirdly knows everything about every single fucking strain and would love to grow a few plants of his own just for personal use because he somehow knows everything about that too. CERTIFIED STONER. probs palms his cock unashamed in the studio when 3racha get high and chan and changbin r just used to it. if you two got high together he'd NEED to eat you out, not above begging for it and gets so pussy drunk!! if you fucked high he would cum two pumps in and not even be ashamed, groaning all "that's what good pussy does." and continues to fuck you senseless LMAOO

felix with his weed brownies yeah!! he'd probably make weed cookies too, or like little weed red velvet cupcakes?! he's so cutie. i honestly think he prefers edibles to actual joints or smoking it in general, but if changbin's got a joint going he'll steal a few tokes. maybe changbin smokes him out too lol idk (i'm going fucking crazy). likes to watch cute little cartoons and disney films when he's high and get all bundles up in blankies :( alsooo usually not horny but then he tries a strain like wedding cake and gets so hard. just starts rocking ur shit and won't stop until ur shaking and empty minded and he's still hard. it's like viagra

seungmin who is definitely a very chill stoner. definitely does it to de-stress and everytime you piss yourself laughing over something he just does a little chuckle he's not bothered. and he definitely talks about the meaning of life and conspiracy theories. meeeean sex like he's usually mean but when he's high he's so much more condescending. takes it as far as stepping on you and spitting on your face. miiiind blowing sex and then the aftercare is him asking you how you think stonehenge got there

jeongin who is confused at first but an absolute menace after you smoke him out a couple times. you teach him how to roll if not only just to watch his hands and his tongue when he does it. definitely a pre rolled joint type of guy and only rolls when he's with you because you see it as foreplay. flirty, says the nastiest fucking shit when he's high and probably fucks your throat while smoking a pre roll, maybe even finishing it when he's got you on all fours for him... (might put it out on your asscheek). so loud, sloppy, messy. when the horny subsides he's got the munchies and begs you to make him instant ramen and then probably spills it on himself and burns himself with the soup

[7ndipity]

Get to know me

Thanks to @bethanysnow for tagging me!

❣ Who is your favorite Kpop group?❣

Bts and Stray Kids! There's several groups that I love, but these two hold a very special place in my heart💜

❣ Which member sparked your interest first?

I don't quite remember for Bts, but I'm pretty sure it was Namjoon. I was really drawn to his general style and aesthetic, as well as his solo work like Mono.

For Skz, it was Hyunjin, bc gifs of him kept popping up in my recommendations after the 'Oh' mv was released and I got curious and checked them out. So it's basically his fault for bringing me into this fandom, lol!

❣ Who was your first bias?

Yoongi and Chan

❣ Who is your current bias?

Yoongi and Chan(lol)

❣ What makes them your bias?

For Yoongi, he's the grandpa to my grandma energy, lol! Fr tho, I think it's bc he's so genuinely himself?? Like I love his dry humor, his writing style, his awkward tsundere energy, despite having such a soft heart🥺. Like, I will never understand how people think he's cold or indifferent, he's such a kind, loving person. I really admire his drive and passion for music, he's one of the people who inspired me to take back up writing. Idk, it's just everything.

For Chan, he's just super sweet and funny, and he clearly cares so much for everyone around him, from his group members to their crew/staff to the fans. He's also just soo relatable, and I really admire his dynamic with the fans, he feels like a best friend. I also really appreciate his honesty on tougher topics like self love and mental health. He's brought me so much comfort on tough days and makes me want to be a better person. Again, Idk, he's just Chris💜

❣ Who is your bias wrecker?

Literally EVERY OTHER MEMBER of both groups, lol! Like it's impossible not to love all of them!

❣ Which member(s) are you currently obsessing over that aren't your bias/bias wrecker?

For Skz, Minho(I blame @bethanysnow for helping fuel this lol) and a bit Han(the new curly hairstyle and the song covers he keeps posting on insta feel like a direct attack on me I swear)

❣ When did you first discover this group?

I'd been vaguely familiar with Bts for a few years, but it wasn't until my sister sent me some of their mvs back in 2020 that I started actively listening to their music.

For Skz, it was the summer of 2021, just after the 'Oh' mv was released, like I mentioned above.

❣ Have you ever been to one of their concerts?

No, but a girl can dream

❣ What are some of your favorite songs by the group?

Bts:

Paradise, The truth untold, Louder than bombs, Blood sweat tears, Zero 'o clock, Blue & gray, Pied piper, Jamais vu,

Skz:

Oh, Gone Away, Sorry I love you, Red lights, Chill, Cover me, Hello stranger, Waiting for us

Tagging @a-gayish-unicorn @crabby-libra @this-must-be-my-tardis and whoever else wants to play!

[justwearthegoddamncardigan]

Ok, this is kind of similar to one that you did earlier. Basically it is an everyone x reader but Minho is the main person. Reader is a sassy 13 year old girl who is almost a carbon copy of Minho. Like, when the reader comes out of the box they climb up the rope without any assistance and gets real annoyed at everyone for treating them like a baby. Or, when the reader has to try jobs she always strays off and just runs around. Then everyone thinks she should be a runner, idk, it's bad but, I hope you can do it?

Thankyou :)

Hi!! Thanks for requesting :)) I LOVE this idea omg writing the Gladers reactions to reader be sassy is gonna be so fun lol

Born to run

Platonic Minho + other gladers x 13yo fem!reader

Set during tmr (movieverse)

Notes: not a drop of seriousness in this one, hope you enjoy lol

Warnings: language

When Newt looks down into the Box, his first feeling is regret, and anger at whoever would put a young girl like you in the Glade.

“Shit,” he breathes.

“Hey, what the hell man? That’s your response when you see me? Rude.”

You don’t bother waiting for the reaction of the teen boys standing above you, and your eye catches on a rope dangling into this cage thing you’re in. Perfect.

“Here,” says a boy (you label him as Blonde guy), stepping forward and stretching out an arm to help.

“Don’t worry,” you say breezily, climbing up the rope and pulling yourself out over the Box.

"So, uh- where am I?" you ask, looking around the wide grassy plain. There are about 50 boys gathered around you, with varying degrees of surprise etched into their faces.

Blonde guy blinks at you, and you place your hands on your hips, foot tapping impatiently as you wait for someone to answer.

"Come on man, quit gaping. Girl's got a question." Another guy steps forward, clapping Blonde guy on the shoulder. He shoots you a amused grin. "I'm Minho."

"Nice to meet ya, Minho. You the only one with a voice 'round here?" you raise an eyebrow.

"Christ," mutters Blonde guy. "Alright, everybody off," he says to the group of boys you assume are irrelevant to you.

There are three people with you now: Blonde guy, Minho, and another guy you haven't met yet.

The new guy is introduced as Alby, and Blonde guy is given a name; Newt.

Alby gives you the whole rundown; Maze, trapped, evil Creators who put you in, don't go in the Maze etcetera.

"Newt here's gonna give you the tour," says Alby.

"See ya, Greenie," Minho flashes you a smile before jogging off.

You head down the hill with Newt as he starts explaining all the jobs.

⭒----⭒

The first job you're put on to try is gardening, despite seeing the very fun-looking job of cutting wood using a massive blade (when you express your interest in that, you're immediately shut down, which you suppose makes sense, but still, rude).

You bounce on the balls of your feet while picking tomatoes, quickly getting bored from the stagnant work.

After filling a basket with tomatoes, you decide to wander off to explore the Glade.

"Oi Greenie, get back here!" you hear Zart shout from behind you.

You look over your shoulder to see him stalking towards you, a carrot raised threateningly in his hand, and you take off running.

"Hey!"

You giggle as Zart starts to give chase, snorting to yourself as you propel yourself further, hearing him yelling behind you.

"Someone grab the Greenie!"

"What the-" you duck around Newt as he turns in surprise, and you hop over a basket of ingredients near the kitchen.

On the other side of the Glade, Minho and Ben are coming back from a run.

"...the hell is going on," mutters Minho, squinting into the distance as he hears Zart's faint yelling.

"Oi Minho, help us catch the Greenie man! She's shuckin' fast." Winston shouts over his shoulder, running past.

Minho exchanges a glance with Ben. "Seriously?"

Ben shrugs. "Better catch her then."

Minho jogs towards the commotion, and is greeted by one of the weirdest sights he's ever seen; and he's seen some crazy klunk.

Newt's standing still, pinching the bridge of his nose, not paid enough for his job.

Frypan's shaking his head and muttering to himself, while rebuilding a stack of bowls that Zart's knocked over while brushing past.

Meanwhile, there's you, laughing to yourself as though you're taking a leisurely run, looking occasionally back over your shoulder, all the while shooting around the Glade like a bullet, with a trail of boys chasing you down.

Minho sighs. Shuck it.

You're still running when you collide hard into a body.

You let out a groan, blinking upwards.

"Had your fun, Greenie?" Minho stands above you, an arm extended to help you up.

You grin up at him, and grab his arm to pull yourself up. "Sure did."

"What," Gally catches up, panting slightly. "...the fuck?"

You giggle as Zart bends over, catching his breath.

"Well," Minho turns to you. "Never seen a Greenie running circles 'round everyone in the Glade."

"It's Y/n," you say suddenly. You blink in surprise. "I just got my name."

You let out a disbelieving huff.

"Y/n," repeats Minho. "Nice."

You turn in surprise to see Winston and the others rolling their eyes and giving you fond smiles already, despite you being an absolute devil in the past few minutes.

"I've got respect for anyone who can get Zart to run more than a few meters," says Frypan, stepping forward to shake your hand.

"Go on, get back to work," Minho gives you a nudge with his elbow.

"Right, right."

⭒----⭒

"She's not really suited for gardening," says Zart.

You snort to yourself, before shutting up at the warning look Minho sends you.

"Or being a Track-hoe," continues Zart.

You're in the Council Hall listening as the Keepers discuss what job to put you in. You've been told to sit back and keep quiet.

"Clint?" prompts Alby.

"Honestly, she wasn't half bad at the some of the tasks we gave her. But I don't really understand why we're discussing this. She's clearly suited for a different job," says Clint.

"What do you mean?" asks Alby.

"A Runner," says Minho, answering for Clint.

You sit forward, listening intently.

"Exactly," agrees Clint. "I saw her the other day, leaving you guys in the dust. She was born for running."

There's a beat of silence, then-

"Are you crazy?"

"No way."

"A Runner?" says Winston, with an incredulous expression.

"How are you surprised by this?" asks Clint. "We know she's fast."

"Yeah, listen," says Newt, lifting a hand. "We get that. It's just that..."

"What, you don't think a little girl can handle the Maze?" you interrupt, standing up.

"Stay outta this, Greenie," says Gally.

"We're just being reasonable here," says Newt calmly. "We've got to think about the risk of sending someone like you into the Maze."

"Someone like me?" you exclaim. "I get that I'm smaller, or whatever, but I could be just as good a Runner as any of you."

"You could be better," says Newt. "But our number one priority is always to protect every Glader. And we can't protect you in that Maze."

"Newt's right," says Minho, and you stare at him. "Just listen. There's more to being a Runner than, well, running. Between everyone here, Newt, Gally, and I know what it's like. Sprinting back to make it in time, quickly mapping out a new route when you hear a Griever nearby. It's dangerous."

"So the question is," Newt turns to you. "Can you survive the Maze?"

You take a breath, and step back.

Minho nods at you, and Newt sends you a tiny reassuring smile.

"This is why the Keepers decide, not the newbies," mutters Gally.

"So what do we think?" asks Alby.

"I'm behind whatever Minho says," responds Newt, nodding at his friend.

"Minho?"

You hold your breath as Minho speaks.

"I think she can do it."

Your face splits into a wide smile as Minho grins at you.

"I mean, she's got the guts for it, not to mention the speed. She's a Runner if I've ever seen one."

The rest of the Keepers nod in agreement.

"It's decided then," says Alby. "You've got a job, kid. Well done."

⭒----⭒

"Y/n."

You groan, turning away from the voice as you feel someone shaking you by the shoulder.

"Y/n."

"What."

"Get up, first run today."

Your eyes fly open and you sit up immediately, narrowly avoiding knocking heads with Minho.

"Shuck, sorry. I forgot we had to be early."

Minho laughs. "Don't worry. We get ready now and we'll make good time. Nice to see you're still eager though."

"Of course," you say, sliding out of your hammock.

You follow Minho to the Runner's hut, taking in your surroundings as he pushes the door open.

You stare with wide eyes at the huge map in the centre of the room.

"Is this..."

"Yeah," Minho nods. He points to a few unmapped areas. "We're just finishing with mapping this area."

"That where we're going today?"

"Nah, I'll take you 'round Section 1 today. My usual introduction run for all the baby Runners."

You raise an eyebrow. "Baby Runners?"

"Yep. Gotta run the baby run to make sure you can actually be a Runner. You know, focus on not tripping on vines and running into walls."

"I've been here for like, a week, and I've seen you trip over stuff on multiple occasions."

Minho slings his arm over your shoulder, tugging you away from the Map. “Yeah, yeah. Shut up.”

“Idiot.”

He leads you to the Maze, and you watch as the doors grind open.

"You ready?" He jerks his chin at you, all casual, but you warm as you know he's genuinely checking in, making sure you're ready.

You flash him a smile. "Let's go."

@thominho-luvin-bri thank you for requesting ❤ hope you enjoyed :))

Requests are open, and as always thanks for reading!

[burningupp]

hey^^ could you write lee know angst. idk i was thinking maybe childhood bsf to lovers and hurt/comfort. like minho has a crush on reader but reader has a boyfriend. maybe the boyfriend just broke up with them so minho comforts them…

first of all, sorry this took me like 85 years omg

second, i combined these two requests, i hope that's okay! the story is angsty, but has a happy ending (bc i can't handle bad endings lol)

enjoy <3

Minho’s heart was absolutely breaking. Seeing you like this, hunched over in your pajamas and sobbing your heart out… He didn’t know what to do with himself. He was rubbing your back and handing you tissues intermittently, lightly scrunching his nose when you put the snotty paper directly on your bed sheets afterwards. Still, he didn’t say anything.

He had received a call from you at 1:15am, and had fully intended on telling you (fondly, of course) to get lost before hanging up on you. His words had been caught in his throat as soon as he heard your sniffles and muffled sobs, shooting out of bed and starting to get dressed before he even knew what was wrong. Through your sobbing, all Minho could decipher was that your boyfriend had cheated on you, and he had never considered hiring a hitman before, but damn if it didn’t seem tempting.

When he had arrived at your apartment, he had let himself in with the code you had entrusted him with. He kicked his shoes off, not caring where they went as he speed-walked to your bedroom. He had knocked on the door gently, so gently you had barely heard him over your loud sniffles and stuffy nose. You had attempted to make yourself look less pathetic before calling him inside. You had failed miserably.

Of course, to Minho you looked beautiful, even with snot and tears covering half your face. He had gently sunk down next to you on your bed and given you a gentle smile. You had attempted to smile back, but your face ended up screwed up in pain as you remembered the reason why your best friend was interrupting your crying session. His chest felt like it was in a million knots at the sight of you, sobbing and crying and so obviously hurting.

“I’m s-so sorry for c-calling you here,” you got out through sobs, blowing your nose immediately after and depositing the tissue with the others on the bed next to you. It was disgusting, yes, but you did not have the energy to go fetch a trash can. “I know y-you didn’t even l-like him.”

This was true. Minho had always hated your ex, and in his mind, he had good reason to do so. In reality? Prior to today, not so much. He hadn’t realized he was in love with you until you were a good month into your relationship, and honestly, that was on him. The fact that you were in a relationship should have made Minho happy, and mostly, it kind of did; when he didn’t have to see the guy who was making you happy, that was.

Minho himself had always had high standards for himself in relationships. He always made sure to remember his significant other’s schedule, their favorite foods and restaurants, their plans with their friends… Your boyfriend had never done any of this, so he couldn’t help but think that he could treat you better. He had kept his distance, though - you had seemed so happy with the other guy, as much as he personally thought you shouldn’t be.

“I don’t care about him,” Minho scoffed. “I’m here because you’re sad. What the fuck has that got to do with him?”

He knew he sounded angry and resentful. He was. He just hoped you didn’t pick up on the poorly masked jealousy in his voice, because as much as he wanted to finally confess to you now that you were presumably single, you needed time to heal first, and he was more than happy to grant it.

He smiled when you snorted out a laugh; nothing would ever compare to your laugh, your smile. One of the seemingly endless knots in his chest loosened a little. God, he was down bad. His heart hurt when more tears flowed down your cheeks, seemingly without your permission, in spite of your laughter.

“Well, that might be true, but I figured you’d be all smug about it,” you muttered back, glaring at him jokingly.

Minho had never felt such relief as when you stopped stuttering through your sentences and started bantering with him. You were always beautiful to him, but seeing you in pain was more than his heart could handle.

“Mm, I still might be,” he teased back with a shit-eating grin. You scoffed and smacked his shoulder, which he jokingly clutched in mock pain. “Heartbreak makes you strong, what the fuck.”

Briefly, he froze. What if he had said the wrong thing? What if he made you burst into tears again? He was already thinking about ways to punish himself for hurting you (mostly through means of making you happy, which honestly wouldn’t be much of a punishment for him) when you laughed again. The sound loosened yet another knot in his chest. He looked over at you in relief, unable to stop himself from smiling softly at the spark that finally reappeared in your eyes.

“I’m sure it’s the heartbreak, and not you being a wimp.”

He gasped and tackled you to the bed, tickling you mercilessly until you were crying - this time out of laughter. Maybe the knots weren’t endless, after all.

~*~

After spending the night at your apartment, completely unwilling to leave you alone, Minho took you out to get coffee in the morning. He insisted on paying, and since your head felt like it was full of cotton, you didn’t care to argue all that much. Your eyes were puffy and your nose was still a little red from the absolute meltdown you’d had not even 12 hours prior, but you had showered, brushed your hair and put on jeans, so you counted it as a win. Apparently, someone else appreciated your effort. While you were sitting at the table waiting for Minho to bring you your food and coffee, a pretty cute guy approached you.

“Excuse me,” he said gently.

You tore your eyes away from your phone, startled. You had been watching a cute TikTok of kittens - a truly pathetic attempt to make yourself feel better, even if it did make you smile a little - and had not anticipated social interaction. Your eyes were wide as you looked at him, but the man just beamed charmingly at you.

“Hi, I’m Hyunjin,” he introduced himself, stretching his hand out for you to shake. You still looked (and felt) confused as you shook his hand and mumbled your name in return, which Hyunjin found very cute. “I’m sorry, I don’t normally do this, but uhm… I was wondering if maybe I could give you my number? I know this might come off as a bit creepy, so I’m sorry if that’s the case.”

His rambling was adorable to you, so just laughed lightly. You didn’t really know what to do with this situation, seeing as you weren’t even technically single yet, much less over your last boyfriend. You figured since you would be the one in possession of the (actually pretty cute) guy’s number, you had nothing to lose really. Plus, honestly, it gave you a bit of an ego boost.

“You’re fine. Uhm, sure, I’ll take your number I guess,” you answered eventually, biting your lip to keep from grinning like an idiot.

Minho was watching the exchange from the counter. He felt like he was losing his one shot with you, especially considering how handsome the guy who was obviously flirting with you was. The stupid guy even got you to smile, despite your last relationship going up in flames mere hours ago. He watched as the guy input his number into your phone, his heart cracking.

“Two lattes and two scones for Minho,” the barista said, handing the boy a tray with his order on it.

Minho snapped out of his reverie and started walking toward the table you had picked out. His timing was perfect, because he didn’t have to interact with the dude - he could barely catch the guy’s quick “hope to hear from you soon” before he had slinked away, grinning like an idiot.

He couldn’t let you know that he was feeling jealous, dejected and heartbroken - those were feelings reserved for you to feel. So, he bravely plastered a smug smirk on his face and teasingly lifted an eyebrow as he approached, the blush coloring your cheeks making his heart speed up without his permission.

“Someone’s got game,” he teased. God, the words felt so wrong to him. He wanted to fall to his knees, wanted to beg you not to look at anyone other than him ever again, wanted to beg for your sunny smile to never leave your face; but he couldn’t. He wouldn’t. What you needed was a friend, despite your somewhat positive reaction to what’s-his-face’s advances.

“Shut up,” you mumbled, grabbing your scone from the tray he was putting on the table.

“What, don’t wanna tell me about how you’re less heartbroken because I am amazing?” he teased. You glared at him, your eyes flicking between his face and the butterknife you were holding menacingly. “Calm down there, bucko. Anyway, do you think you’re gonna call him?”

Minho wasn’t sure he wanted to know the answer, but something in him felt the need to ask either way. Maybe he was a masochist; somehow, he felt like not knowing at all would hurt more than knowing. You considered his words for a moment or two, taking a tentative sip of your drink in the meantime. Your beauty struck him hard in that moment - he couldn’t really blame that guy for asking for your number, honestly.

“I don’t know yet,” you sighed as you placed your cup onto the table between you. “I mean, he’s cute, but I don’t even know what’s going on with me and….” You sighed again. “I’ll figure it out.”

As much as Minho wanted you to feel better, he couldn’t help but hope that you wouldn’t text that guy. Maybe he was selfish (he definitely was) but his heart was breaking at the mere thought of watching you enter a new relationship with someone that wasn’t him. If you noticed that his smiles were tighter after that, you didn’t mention it.

~*~

Minho was helping you clean your fridge and freezer out when the subject of your love life came up again. It had only been about a week, but you were already doing much better. You had texted your asshole of an ex to end things the day you went to the café, armed with the knowledge that breaking up over text was nowhere near as bad as cheating on someone. It wasn’t exactly taking the high road, but fuck that - you were hurt and you didn’t want to see him ever again. Minho approved.

“So,” you started, and your best friend hummed from where he was hunched over your freezer. Him “helping” was actually him doing it for you; he knew you hated doing it more than anything, and he would do anything for you. In your defense, you were doing the dishes that had been piling up since your breakup. “I texted Hyunjin today.”

Minho’s movements paused for half a second. “Hyunjin?” he asked. He could only assume it was the guy from the café, but he hoped not.

Actually, he hoped you were just joking and the only person you had texted was him. Not that you weren’t allowed to text others, but his feelings for you had been growing exponentially as you spent more time together over the past few weeks, and considering he had already been very much in love with you, he was down bad. His first thought in the morning always looked suspiciously like your eyes, and his last thought at night usually sounded an awful lot like your laughter when he did something deliberately stupid. Screw down bad, he was falling down a bottomless pit and he just kept gaining speed.

“The guy from the café,” you said, focusing on scrubbing one of the particularly dirty plates. Your best friend took a deep breath in and blocked his unwarranted, jealous thoughts - they could remain in his head all they wanted, but he refused to let them taint his time with you. It was too precious for petty arguments.

“Ah,” he mumbled in reply, pulling out the last shelf from your freezer. When he stood up straight, his back crackled concerningly, making you look up from the sink at him and giggle. He considered doing it again just to hear your laugh again; it made his chest expand with a particular brand of happiness only you had the power to grant him. “Did he respond?”

Did he want to know? No, this time he definitely did not; however, he knew that you would get suspicious if he didn’t ask, so he resigned himself to hearing about it. He figured that even if he couldn’t have you in the way he wanted, he could at least look after you. He had done it before, as much as it had killed him.

“He did,” you answered, and Minho could hear your smile without even looking up. It was bittersweet, you being happy because of someone else.

“So you do have game, I’m impressed,” he teased. Your happiness trumped his, any day of the week.

“Shut up,” you whined and promptly flicked soapy water at him, making him screech like a hyena - mostly to make you laugh, but the water did feel cold as fuck. “We decided to go get coffee together, I guess, but I don’t know how I feel about it.” You turned back to the dishes, scrubbing intently at the same plate.

Even though you said it casually, like it didn’t matter to you at all, Minho heard the tension in your voice. He immediately dropped everything, standing up and turning to you. You always had 100% of his attention (the poor man couldn’t help it) but now he was laser focused. You were feeling bad in some capacity, and he couldn’t stand for it.

“Hey,” he said gently, placing a hand on your shoulder. He almost kissed you when you looked up at him, your eyes sparkling and looking so domestic in your rubber gloves. He forced himself to move on. “If you don’t want to go, you don’t have to, okay?”

You nodded distractedly, looking down at the soapy water filled with dishes. “It’s not that I don’t want to,” you muttered, “I do. I just… Feel like I’m not done. With… him. He really hurt me, Min.”

The tears in your eyes made him wonder what it would take to hire that hitman he had been thinking about two weeks earlier - it would probably be worth it. No, it definitely would, your happiness was more valuable than literally anything else, ever. He gently placed his arm around your waist, squeezing carefully. You smiled at him, giggling slightly. It was a sad sound, but better than crying.

“I know, baby,” he answered, leaning his head on top of yours as you placed the (finally clean) plate on the drying rack and picked up a wine glass. “Look, if you want to go, you should. Just tell me when you guys are meeting up, and I’ll make sure I’m free and I can come to the rescue if you need me to, yeah?”

You didn’t even blink as you dropped the glass in the sink and threw your arms around your best friend. Your tears spilled over your lower lashes, tracing streaks down your cheeks, but you didn’t care; your best friend was the best person in the entire world.

~*~

Minho was pacing. You were on your date with Hyunjin - was it even a date? - and he was feeling more restless than he had in his entire life. He was glad you had decided that your happiness was more important than the hurt your absolute dick of an ex had caused you, but he couldn’t deny the large cracks in his heart at the thought that he wasn’t the one bringing you said happiness.

When he received a text from you, he jumped to read it and answer it as soon as possible. He started walking toward the door before he even read it, just to be prepared if you needed him to come running.

y/nnie: it’s all good, min! no need to come :)

y/nnie: thank u for looking out for me <3

Oh. Well. He felt relieved as well as disappointed. He pushed the disappointment back as far as he could, hoping to bury it forever. He sat down on the couch and stared at his living room wall as his heart broke. Fuck.

~*~

“So how was your date yesterday?” Minho asked as casually as he could when you met up the next day. He only asked after you had pushed him onto your couch and stuck a facemask on his skin, his head tilted back. He basked in your touch.

“What?” you laughed, shaking your head as you pushed another mask onto your own skin beside him. “Min, it wasn’t a date.”

His mind felt numb. He was trying so hard to force himself not to get his hopes up again, to not allow himself joy for your lack of romantic interest in this Hyunjin guy. He closed his eyes but raised his eyebrows, his head lolling toward you in a manner designed to make you laugh. You did. He felt successful.

“Look,” you sighed. “Hyunjin also thought it was a date at first, and honestly, I thought so too. But then I just… It felt irresponsible and unfair to go on a date when I know for a fact that I am not ready for it, that I’m not emotionally available enough for that. It felt mean, honestly. So we talked, and I told him how I felt, and he said it was all cool. We’re friends now, and I set him up with Ryujin. She was ecstatic, by the way.”

Minho listened carefully to your explanation. He always listened to you, but this time he really analyzed every single word that spilled from your lips. He opened his eyes to look at you once you went silent, his chest filling with butterflies when your form registered in his brain. You were wearing sweatpants and a tank top, your hair a complete and utter mess on top of your head and looking like some kind of bank robber because of your facemask; and yet, you were the most beautiful creature he had ever seen.

If you had been dating, he’s pretty sure he would have proposed just like that. Just ask you. Because that was so you and Minho, it epitomized your relationship; easy, casual, no need for embellishment or pretense. Just… you. And him. He hoped he would get the opportunity to propose to you one day.

“I’m sure she was,” he muttered, rolling his eyes. You snorted, and he fell deeper.

“Anyway,” you continued, “Hyunjin is a cool guy. We just didn’t… click like that. And even if we did-” you stopped yourself, shaking your head with a sigh. “He’s not for me. I’m not ready now.”

“You know,” Minho started gently, making you look into his eyes. He smiled a little at the thought of how you must look, both covered in facemasks and gazing into each other’s eyes softly. You sunk back on the couch and leaned your head back over the back, just like he was doing. “I don’t think you will be ready to date until you have a conversation with Fuckface McGee.”

His uncreative name for your ex made you burst into laughter, and Minho felt like he could fly. You looked beautiful like that, head tilted back, eyes scrunched up and mouth open in unabashed laughter. He filed the image away in his mind along with the countless other precious memories he had with you.

“You might be right,” you said when you had sobered up, the ghost of a smile still lingering on your lips. “Maybe I should… talk to him. Meet him.”

The room was silent for a while. He felt your hand sneak closer to his, and he grabbed it without hesitation. You often sought comfort from him like that, finding physical contact with him steadying. The silence was nice, comfortable and thick with unspoken affection for one another and the relationship you had. Minho started to feel sleepy.

When the timer went off, signalling for you to take the facemasks off, you shuffled into the bathroom together. As you were stood side by side, he caught your gaze in the mirror. He saw the discomfort, the insecurity and the pain that filled you and gave you the smile that never failed to fill you with calm.

“Again,” he said, “let me know when you’re meeting and I’ll make sure that I’m available.”

Your heart clenched.

~*~

“I met up with him today,” you said offhandedly as you watched a movie together a few weeks later.

It took a few seconds for the meaning of your words to sink in, but when they did Minho’s entire body stiffened. He didn’t need to ask who - your tone (combined with the proverbial storm cloud that seemed to have made its home above your head for the day) clued him into the fact that you were talking about your cheating scumbag of an ex. He didn’t know what to do. He had spent the past weeks helping you recover from what that asshole did to you, but he hadn’t actually asked you where your relationship stood. He decided that the best approach was to be nonchalant, objective; just be there for whatever you had decided to do. Even if it might kill him.

He knew he was being dramatic - he had seen you in a relationship before, it wasn’t new to him. The problem was that he finally felt like he could breathe now that he didn’t have to see you be in love with someone who wasn’t him, when he could finally start to cautiously give you hints about his feelings. He was sure you didn’t notice his advances, if you could even call them that. He was too much of a coward to do much.

“Okay,” he answered slowly, waiting for you to continue without taking his eyes away from the TV. He had no idea what was happening on screen. “I thought you were going to let me know when you were meeting? Did it go okay?”

“Don’t worry,” you chuckled humorlessly, “we did not get back together. Nor will we ever.” He felt like fist-pumping the air. “I just decided that I deserved closure, and went in there with that attitude.”

“You do,” he agreed, finally turning to look you in the eyes. “What he did was fucked up, Y/n. Never forget that.”

You laughed lightly and nodded, ruffling his hair a little. You turned around and rested your back against his chest, continuing to watch the movie. Minho wouldn’t be able to do that if he wanted, the weight of you against him combined with the smell of you too much for him. He prayed you couldn’t feel his heart beating against your back and did his best to relax and savor the moment.

“Actually,” you hesitantly spoke up after a minute or two, “he told me something.”

“Oh?” he hummed back, fingers absentmindedly playing with a strand of your hair. It was so soft.

“He, uh, he thinks you have feelings for me,” you mumbled, reaching down to play with the hem of your shirt.

Minho’s entire body went rigid. What the hell was he supposed to say to that? He did have feelings for you - actually, scratch that, he was full-on in love with you. He wanted to date you, move in with you, marry you, have kids with you and grow old with you. Without you in his life, everything looked bleak. Could he really tell you, though? What if it made you uncomfortable? What if you thought that all these weeks of him helping you get over Fuckface McGee was some sort of plan to woo you? It wasn’t, he hoped you knew that, but…

He was scared, but he couldn’t help but feel excited at the prospect of finally letting his feelings out. Being able to tell you felt like a huge relief, no matter the outcome. He decided to let the excitement win.

“I- uhm.”

Okay. Fucking great start, Minho. Truly fantastic stuff.

“I told him he was crazy, of course, but… Do you? Like me, I mean. As more than a friend.”

Your voice was so small, so careful, and he hated that you were holding back. You never held back with him, and he never wanted you to. He wanted to know everything about you, every single thought that went through your head. For once, prioritizing your feelings over his own meant that he could prioritize himself, too.

“I do.”

The answer made it feel like time was standing still. You were frozen, staring up at him. He was frozen, staring right back. He couldn’t breathe. The TV chattering on in the background faded away, feeling almost alien in the tense moment where nothing else seemed to move.

After at least 30 seconds of silence, Minho decided that he’d had enough. He took your stunned silence as a rejection, and knew that he would need to move on. That was okay, as long as he got to have you in his life as a friend.

“Y/n, it’s literally okay if you don’t feel the same. I will be in your life in whatever capacity you want me to be. I get it if you need a break from spending time with me while I sort my feelings out, but-”

“Please don’t.”

Your words made him stop. What the hell did that mean? Did you want him to stop talking? He could feel all his earlier bravado slowly exit his body, and decided to let you take the reins. As long as you were comfortable in every situation with him, he couldn’t care less what happened between you.

“I didn’t mean- I don’t-” You stopped and took a deep breath. “I didn’t mean for you to stop talking. I always want to hear what you have to say, so I’m sorry it came out like that. I meant… please don’t sort your feelings out. Unless sorting them out means that you want to be with me. Because I have been in love with you for years, and you’ve been so great these past few weeks that I-”

Your word-vomit was interrupted by your best friend’s lips on yours. He would apologize once he was finished kissing you, he would, but he couldn’t be held responsible for this reaction. He had been wanting to kiss you for so long, had been in love with you for so long, and it was finally reciprocated. You would forgive him. Hopefully.

Your lips were soft and warm against his, and you tasted like the strawberry chapstick you always wore as well as the chocolate popcorn you were eating during the movie. He would put up with your gross chocolate popcorn as long as you would be his. He couldn’t help the borderline moan that he exhaled when you kissed him back, and he definitely couldn’t stop the butterflies in his chest from erupting when he felt you smile against his lips. He was getting dizzy, but he wouldn’t stop; he couldn’t. You. You liked him. You liked him.

After a minute or two, you pulled away, breathing hard. The kiss hadn’t been particularly raunchy, but he always managed to steal your breath no matter what he did, so it didn’t surprise you that you were lacking oxygen after a simple kiss.

When you looked into his eyes, you saw the sparkles in them - the sparkles that you adored, the ones that would come out when he talked about his cats, his friends, and his latest experiment in the kitchen. The sparkles that only came out when he was truly happy. You couldn’t get any oxygen in your lungs if you tried, so you just collapsed against his chest, your face pressed into the crook of his neck.

Minho’s entire body erupted in goosebumps as he felt your breath brushing against the skin of his neck. He wrapped you in his arms as tight as he could, a big, dumb, dopey grin on his face. He was holding you. He had kissed you. You felt the same. He was flying.

“Please tell me you’re mine,” he whispered, pressing his lips to the top of your head. “Only if you want to be, of course, but I would really, really like it if you were mine. If I was yours.”

His words sent a shiver down your spine, the thought of him being yours sending your mind into an absolute frenzy. You extracted your face from his neck and looked into his eyes again, your legs turning to jello. Thank fuck you were laying down.

“I’m yours, Minho. And you’re mine.”

Your best friend - well, boyfriend - grinned so big he felt like his face was going to split in half. He couldn’t help himself and planted a big kiss on your lips again. You melted into him, resting comfortably against his chest. You felt safe and warm, and like you were exactly where you were meant to be.

Minho’s heart, which had been cracking continually for the past month, was healed. It was pounding against his chest, reminding him of the fact that he was alive and breathing, and that you loved him back.

a/n: thank you for reading!! i hope you enjoyed it. i would really appreciate if you liked and/or reblogged my fics, as it encourages me to keep writing <3

[torialefay]

Ooo new dorm arrangements! It made sense to me imo. Ive been a stay for a weird amount of time: started in 2019 and im on and off every other year. I usually listen to bands like ptv, sws, and bmth, uhhh... kinda the music my emo friends listened to in the early 2010s, so i end up coming and going.

Anyways, i remember watching "finding skz" and the survival show back in 2019/2020, and i think it's mentioned that when they all lived in one dorm, I.N. tends to clean up after them, but i think it was implied it was more like "maknae's chores." If my memory is still intact, I.N. everyones favorite roommate bc he's pretty organized and has good style... and he's the youngest, so they can dote on him but also boss him around lmao. Chan was the one most of them wanted to avoid rooming with purely bc he's not only organized, but he was strict on them and their leader, so he had the right to boss them around. They werent all familiar with each other on a personal level back then, just on a professional level, so it was kinda like rooming with your boss in a way lol. His tendency to go naked around the dorm and dote on them probably also contributed to that reason, but it was still really early in their career so they were reluctant to mention anything too """"scandalous"""" on camera. But yeah, those two together fit, especially now, since they've gotten to know each other a lot better and have chilled out.

Minsung together, obviously. I don't see them as clingy with each other as a lot of people seem to think. They're comfortable, secure, and read each other well. They dont necessarily need each other to live, but it's certainly much, much better together.

Changbin and Hyunjin. An emotionally aware person with a really emotional person. Changbin likes to play up his "crush" on Hyunjin for the camera, but i think he knows everyones boundaries enough to know when to reel it back. They seem to accommodate for each other and are still getting to know each other better, but then again, im not at all caught up on everything and dont know any of them personally lmao

Felix and Seungmin... for some reason, they seem both more emotionally attached yet also more emotionally distant than I see stay mentioning. The company's really pushing the "Felix is not human, he's a fairy" idea for a while now, and from an outsider's view, hes very pretty and im sure hes a very sweet person, but it looks a bit... tiring keeping that up.. and Seungmin is known for his "do what i want" attitude, especially lately with his "aiming for jyp" comments, and whatnot... idk where im going with this.... uhh ... well, i think their place is just them chilling. Just dudes being bros and getting a strong sense of being normal guys without the company rules on their image and being casual with each other. "Its not that deep until it is" vibes where they'll do the dude thing and not talk about their feelings much when they hang out, but every now and then, they'll let it all out, but its pretty rare.

you are kinda my life savor anon, coming through with all the hard-hittinf evidence to solidify my thoughts 🥺😂

i really do think the chan/i.n. dorm will work out great... other than innie having to see chris naked from time to time ig. but also, i feel like chris is kinda more respectful towards in??? idk it's just the vibe i get. and to be fair, i wishhhhh we got to see more of strict chris so bad. like when they talk ab it, i wanna see videos so bad. so if you have any recommendations, pls lmk. it's just so hard for me to picture him being scary 😭😂

oh no i agree 100%. like minho/jisung are just chilling to themselves most of the time, but i feel like they are also the type to be at their dorm and one of them is like "hey we got invited to go do xyz. do you want to go?" "not really..." and then they just smile at each other in unison bc it's easier for both to say no than just one. idk idk i feel like theyre just good for each other

oh yes, i'm firmly on team "changbin knows exactly what he's doing." like i genuinely feel so similar to changbin sometimes bc i am truly the same way, but like you can tell when it's a healthy vs unhealthy amount... and i think hyunjin likes that little bit of attention 😭😭😭 i think they're just good for each other

okay so i know felix is our sweet lil sunshine baby, but i just KNOW behind the scenes, he's way more "dude" than what his image shows. like idk if anyone has proof but i just feel it in my bones that he can be lowkey really crude & that seungmin eats that shit up. like i think seungmin probably finds it really fucking funny. bc we've all seen the clips of felix cursing... a lot. i just know seungmin is influenced by it. like 100%. seungmins "i'll fucking punch you".... yeah, those two belong together <3

editing to add: omg omg the emo and pop punk phase will also never die out for me 😭😭 we are one and the same baby. i finally got to see black veil brides a couple of years ago and it was like all of my teenage fantasies were coming true 😭😭

[telomirage]

hi april!!! 1, 2, 8, 11, 13, 16, 17, 18 and 25 for the fic writer asks? it is a lot of questions haha <3

hi honey <3 now we're even since I sent you a lot of questions 😂

1. Do you prefer writing one-shots or multi-chaptered fics?

I would love to write long, multi-chaptered fics but am cursed to write one-shots. I don't mind though! One-shots are fun.

2. Do you plan each chapter ahead or write as you go?

A mix of both! I think I only have one published multi-chaptered fic? And I split that one up while writing because I realized I needed to do that. But for the chaptered wips, I often do a rough outline of what I'd like to happen in each chapter and then shift things around while writing until they make more sense.

8. Do you prefer the beginning, middle, or end of a story?

The middle 😵‍💫 endings can be challenging.

11. Link your three favorite fics right now.

oh no 😭 I can't choose, that's too hard.

13. What's a common writing tip that you almost always follow?

oh dear. Suddenly I can't remember any "common" writing tips. I try to remind myself that first drafts aren't meant to be perfect, but I'm not always good at following through with that. Does that count? I think about it a lot lol

16. How many fic ideas are you nurturing right now? Share one of them?

lol there are too many to count. One of the most recent ones I had is tentatively titled The GS25 Protocol, is about individual perceptions of relationships, and is neatly summed up in the following exchange, pulled from messages I sent to friends:

Seungmin: what's going on Minho: I couldn't kill a man so I did this instead Seungmin: you what (no self deprecation to this degree on Minho's watch!!!)

17. What do you do when writing becomes difficult? (maybe a lack of inspiration or writers block)

I go do something else. I talk to friends. I hope it gets better, easier, or at least more enjoyable.

18. Do you title your fics before, during, or after the writing process? How do you come up with titles?

All three! Occasionally I pull titles from lyrics, poems, or other works. Sometimes they spring fully formed from my brain before or as I'm coming up with an idea I'd like to write. Sometimes those are puns, many of which start as working titles for my notes and then get stuck as the final title.

25. What fic do you wish you got more of a response on?

I would say Tether but I got an essay response on that one that changed me. There are several sprinkled throughout the years that I had a lot of fun writing…idk. I don't like looking at ao3 stats lol. I try to write for myself first (and fests and friends second), but sometimes it's still nice to know what people think.

"get to know your fic writer" ask meme

[underaverageheight]

overtime

LMH x gn!reader tbh idk what this is lol warning(s): none?

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you woke up with a smile. the birds were chirping and the sun was a warm hand, waking you up slowly. you stretched, drinking water. “it’s finally friday, and i have a short day today~” humming, you got dressed and left your apartment, walking 15 minutes to the cafe you worked at.

“morning anne!” you changed into your uniform, tying your apron as you started working on the orders.

your manager, anne, pulled you aside. “hey, y/n… i totally forgot to remind you but we have a new part-time worker and he’s supposed to come in and you’re supposed to show him around. can you stay after your shift today?” your smile drooped. “i will pay you for working overtime though, but i’m sorry for not telling you sooner.”

you nodded, trying to keep your smile. “of course anne, i’ll stay a while longer and teach him.” you sighed and went back to finishing orders.

“hello? i’m uh supposed to start working here today…?” a tall dark brown haired man walked up, talking to anne who points towards you. “hello. i’m minho. lee minho.” he stared a little coldly, frowning slightly. why is he mad? i’m the one who has to stay after my shift to teach him.

“hi minho, i’m y/n. we’ll start with restocking. grab that box and follow me.” you grab two bags, minho in tow as you go to the backroom. “alright. it takes a while to remember it but when we get restock orders, you’ll be the main one that puts it away. got it? here’s where the grande, tall and short cups go.” you point at a shelf and then turn to the opposite shelf. “espresso, latte, cappuccino and classic go here.” you reach for the boxes of lids at the top, too short to reach. “shit. the stool’s gone.” you mutter under your breath as you reach again, your fingertips brushing the corner of the box.

minho watches, a slight smirk dancing on his lips. “look at you. so short and small, hm?” he whispers, watching you struggle.

“excuse me?” you turn around, a scowl on your face. “well minho, since you’re so tall, go get it. if you don’t want to move, then i suggest you shut the hell up, yeah? thanks to you, i’m working longer today and this entire time you’ve been looking pissed off.” you huff in frustration, leaving to find a chair, getting the box down, and restocking the lips. “do the cups by yourself. i’m busy and everything better be put back when you’re done.”

“hey y/n! how’s it going with the newbie?” anne smiled, walking over.

you force a smile. “he’s….alright but he was a little rude to me earlier.”

“really? he was super kind and sweet when talking to me about working.” anne looked slightly confused. “well, let’s just see how things turn out yeah?”

you stare over anne’s shoulder noticing an icy stare. minho. he’s supposed to be mopping the floors except, he’s just staring at you, leaning on the counter. when you meet his eyes, he smirks.

“yeah…we’ll see.”

masterlist ^^

a/n: guys im alive :) i wrote this really quick because i've been super busy with summer things yk? if people really like it i might continue the storyyyy... otherwise enjoy!

[honeymouthedtales]

Its archive anon again. I have a headache and a part of my research paper to submit to my supervisor by 8am. But iotol DH, that fool! Do you reckon his first time with minho made him go for all the fboys? Because it was more familiar? Have been people who could've given dh the softness he craved but he couldn't see it? Maybe even subconsciously ran from it coz the minho trainwreck carved a "rule" about sex and how others see him into his poor head?

Tbh i'm not sure I agree completely. I do agree there was a rule, but I don't think it was mh's fault. The rest of my answer will be hidden because it might contain spoilers, so open it at your own risk.

First, Mh was indeed a fuckboi but he wasn't one to dh - or better, he couldn't dare being a fuckboi to dh bc dh would've clapped him like he did with his friend at the karaoke room if mh had tried to treat him like shit. Dh has dealt with being an omega and what comes with it, the kind of treatment you receive, all his life, and yet he was a well-adjusted boy with normal friendships and relationships (mk hovering threateningly next to him might've helped). He would not take shit from anyone, and i'm talking shit like fucking him and then leaving him heartbroken. It was not something mh could've done to dh bc dh would never let him.

In fact, between us, I believe dh could've seduced mh. And I think he did, a little, but also he went to him with a fwb only application and dumped him after that one time they were together, so maybe dh was the fuckboi in this situation? Let's just say that they were two people that didn't want more than what they got through their arrangement, and even stayed friends afterward /because/ dh was sure of the terms of their r/s, and knew that he had no lingering feelings for mh except for maybe sadness bc he knew mh would've found a gf and lived a happy life while dh himself wasn't sure he could do the same. This said, dh could've totally had mh... if he had wanted him. But he didn't.

And I know in the fic it's clear he has convinced himself that no one wants him, he's undeserving of love bla bla bla, he mopes about that all the time, and that's the consequence of both general social conditioning and also some specific things that happened to him. But beyond his skewed world views, the truth is that he himself didn't want any of those people, he never cared for any of them. If he had wanted someone, like truly wanted them, i am 100% convinced he would be with them bc he's a good person, he's handsome, he's smart, being an omega makes him like inherently sexy. Like, he could totally seduced someone.

But he never even tried. Clearly he doesn't want those people. And he only ever goes for people he doesn't want. Like, i'm sure someone would've been happy to date him at some point, i'm sure gay alphas exist, but dh doesn't go for them, he doesn't go for people that could try to establish a connection with him or want to date him, but only for people who won't represent anything for him and wouldn't come back to look for him (younghoon was a mistake he regretted lol).

You might be able to connect the dots now. Idk how many people will read this reply and whether this counts as a spoiler, i think most readers won't read it anyway so it's safe to say it for those few who will. Dh will never like anyone but mk. This is how i envisioned the story since the beginning. He's never liked anyone but mk, he won't like anyone but mk. He doesn't even know it yet. Like, now maybe he's starting to catch up because they've met again, but all that time they were apart, he surely wasn't aware he liked mk, but he instinctively stayed away from potential r/s, and then conveniently blamed it on being unloved boohoo. Like, his low self-esteem is a real issue here, (and the way he got it might also partly be related to mk) but it makes him unable to see what lays underneath. That's the way I have envisioned dh's character since the beginning.

Iotol starts with mk thinking about a quote about destiny and being fated pairs, but in this verse there is no scientific way to prove anything like that exists. But if something like being fated to be with each other exists, I think iotol mh could be like that, with the only difference between them was that mk got his sexual awakening earlier and was aware of it, but dh presented away from mk and didn't have a chance to meet mk in person for over an year after his sexual awakening so he just floundered about unhappy like a lady at the supermarket that only wanted that specific brand of almond cookies but she can't find them so she just grab the most discounted no-brand packet of cookies bc she needs to eat even if she hates eating them.

[cakejerry]

asks pt.2 more recent ones

ft fanfiction anon, minho is ugly, thank you minjoon people for the links and fic recs!!! and the anon with the random jikook takes

ive been debating answering this one, like... yeah, obviously. but no jimin hate is allowed on this blog so youre getting blocked

idk, ive also been thinking about posting this but... i don't have any thoughts. except that this just proves how close they are, in any sense. and yes that was literally a joke we don't actually think their parents were involved, cmon. 'meds exist' cmon. 'suicide everyday' yeah you're a troll never message me again, goodbye.

this is why i can never take any of those charts seriously, they all say something different and everybody's #1 somewhere. its literally all imaginary and extremely unimportant. and instead of frauding jimin, which would have gotten him nothing but hate, i wish instead they'd left jungkook alone so we could see who ACTUALLY has what it takes

i have literally never understood the hype around jungkook. but maybe thats because he only started glowing up around 2019, which is when most of these taekookers came to the fandom, lol. but your last sentence was funny, 10/10

jimin should have always been the center of that triangle. vmin vs jikook i would like to see it. the classic main drama lead thats semi toxic and interesting and the second lead who's the best friend and the better option but jimin chooses jungkook anyways lol

minjoon under the stars ahhh jimin is such a sweet little glazed donut that needs to be handled with utmost care

blocked. also that's because namjoon has the charisma of a tree. but jimin could have chemistry with a brick wall so suck it. minjoon forever

cute little fanfiction moment but i dont think it holds any water in real life terms, or means anything, honestly. but thank you for the links

here come the fanfiction writers. also that's the finger heart emoji for the curious minds my laptop is prehistoric. anyways. im not gonna grace this with any further comment.

sure

this is making me ctfu because its just a clip of jungkook dancing to 3d but anon is sooo disgusted ahahhahaha. bts were different??? different from what :joy emoji:. also, if you see this, elaborate on your last sentence please.

i literally dgaf he is so ugly and his bug eyes weird me out and im convinced kpop fans have a mass gaslight thing going on trying to convince me he's attractive. 2. jonghyun wouldnt work with jimin for several reasons i just brought him up because whenever im thinking about 'men in the industry who aren't shit' he's the only one who comes up. 3. love that you just fully spiraled into waxing poetic about jimins ass there. understandble.

sure

well yeah but specifically the tweets i was posting are so... racially motivated. whitewashed jimin=white=good=pure=innocence=bottom and top jungkook=rough=tough=raw=dirty=dark skin. like it was just so weird to me.

umm sure, whatever you say anon. im gonna forget all of what you told me now because i genuinely do not want to know.

yup this is the general consensus in cakejerryland

thank you for this rec actually!!!!!!!!! it looks scrumptious and WILL be posting my thoughts upon finishing!!!

thank you random citizen!!! omg idk if you knew i have a hyung kink or not but this is sooo not that. laugh emoji laugh emoji jimin is soooo cute he's a kiddo playing around!!! babyy

i respect the grind. i do not, however, respect him.

okayy anndddd... what do you want me to do about this?

yes he wants to be perceived as such. we agreed upon this when seven dropped. and idc and it doesnt matter to me because i dont expect any of bts to come out so they will all forever be ambiguously straight and theres no point to discussing it further

fanservice is in the job description. but you said it yourself. 'natural' dynamic. they're simply the closest and we can't deny this

umm sure. i didn't see anything special in those clips at all lol i was not gagged. they were just looking at each other and they do that every single time they're in public or on camera or on stage together

lol hawaii was ... a time. they were also "doing laundry," don't forget.

[chanstopher]

Every Month in 2023

I was tagged by @jinniebit and @lee-minhoe (thank you loves!) to link my favorite and most popular posts of each month.

I totally asume im so late to this as always but i'll tag ppl anyway lol @dowoonyoon @chanrizard @agibbangs @jjsungie @babycatlix @quokki @blueprintchan @yang-innie @shorelinnes @minchanz if anyone else awants to do it feel free to say i tagged you i love looking at stuff like this <3

January

Favorite: my top 5 skz songs. idk i just think its pretty

Most Popular: this one feels so obvious. the butt set.

February

Favorite: Bang Chan once said...

Most Popular: everyone remains predictable lmao

March

Favorite: first non Chris set, its Hyunjin!

Most Popular: a pattern is emerging guys

April

Favorite: Palette series 3. pretty proud of this one

Most Popular: 5 star trailer. at least hes dressed amirite lol

May

Favorite: 5 star painting

Most Popular: sleepy boy. the world is healing

June

Favorite: 5 Star Posters

Most Popular: Topline mv

July

Favorite: summer playlist. i really like making these types of sets even though they generally flop lol

Most Popular: pilot fanmeet smile set. one of my all time biggest posts actually

August

Favorite: gnabnahc gfx. i love this

Most Popular: remake set. sometimes posting old content works lol

September

Favorite: no one does it like chris

Most Popular: Fam set. i get it he looks so beautiful

October

Favorite: Pictures of you. ( I literally spent like 3 months making this just because the volume of stuff lol)

Most Popular: Rockstar GFX. First Chris not most popular set (and his bday month too damn)

November

Favorite: Rockstar mashup. i just love the colors tbh

Most Popular: Rockstar Jacket making ( best look i get it)

December

(weakest month with just a few posts rip)

Favorite: i posted this literally yesterday idc

Most Popular: Chris best back hugs ever

the lack of posts in the last few months is pretty sad, I just got too busy with real life. I'll do better next year! Here's my 2021 one if youre interested I’d why i didnt do it last year lol