#chaes is the guy with brown hair

[icwasher]

Doodles of my OCs from the Howl's Moving Temple fic. All the siblings from the Spiderweb Lineage, plus the little Twi'lek that will someday be Tio's Padawan.

[prologue-ae]

g!p chaewon x fem reader wherein they both meet at the bar and thing escalate to them fucking in chaes apartment

| You want a drink? | - Kim Chaewon

❗️smut❗️

G!p Chaewon x fem reader

You blink walking into the bar, you were with your friends, Sana and Nayeon. They told you, you needed to get out more. I mean sure you were an introvert but staying inside all the time wasn’t all that bad. Was it? I mean to them I guess it was really bad but you’re sure they were just over dramatic as always. Anyway you walked into the club, getting surrounded with everything you hated.

People, alcohol, sweat and loud music. Wow what a combination, you sigh as Sana drags you with her and Nayeon. Sana says “Come on Y/N stop being such a prude!” You say “I��m not a prude! I just enjoy solidarity things” Nayeon says “like a prude” you scoff before they drag you to the bar sitting you down. Nayeon says “listen Y/N we know you hate alcohol but..” before sana butts in “You have to drink!”

You say “who said I had to drink?” Sana points at Nayeon as Nayeon responds “listen just one night have some fun, let loose” you sigh and say “I suppose one couldn’t hurt” The truth is, you were the biggest light weight. Both your best friends knew, so you’d probably get drunk off of one shot or sip of anything, strong or weak. You blink as the bartender approaches you three, it was a pretty girl. Short but a bit taller than you, she looked around the height of 5’4, her hair was bleached blonde and she had a short bob haircut with bangs. She had pale skin and a small face, her frame was quite small as well, she was wiping a glass while she wore a white crop top that displayed her chiseled abdomen along with some baggy Cargos that hugged her hips nicely and a drop shoulder zip up jumper. You took note of when she asked “what would you like?” Her accent had a slight Korean hint.

Nayeon says “hmm I’ll take a shot of Vodka” as Sana says “I’ll have a margarita, and she’ll have a shot of whiskey” looking at you at the last part. The girl nods, the one who you learnt to be named ‘Chaewon’ from the silver nametag hanging off her jumper. You blink watching as she readies the drinks. Nayeon and Sana were in a conversation as you watched her. Your eyes wouldn’t leave her, like magnets. She looked quite bright and bubbly, the way she casually chatted with her clients as she made the drinks with ease. She slid the drinks infront of the three of you as you all thanked her.

After you had all finished drinking, you were already a bit tipsy. Nayeon said “Seriously? Drunk already? Are you a kid?” You sigh leaning your head on your hand as Sana says “Nayeon look! Those guys over there are seriously hot” Nayeons head snaps over before squealing and saying “quickly they’re alone let’s go!” Grabbing sana’s arm dragging her over.

Chaewons POV:

The pretty girl sat at my bar had one shot of whiskey and she looked as though she’d drank a whole bottle, I admired her quietly, most likely the quietest I had ever been. My eyes scanned her head to toe. The pretty girl was quite short, only around an inch from my height, while she had hazel brown eyes and long black hair. Her frame was small and she wore a black skirt with a baggy hoodie on top and some white stockings with white leg warmers. She looked adorable, I assumed her name was ‘Y/N’, I heard one of her friends call her that. As soon as she entered the club she looked misplaced, but in my eyes she shone brighter because of that.

I looked at the girl and asked “lightweight?” The girl responded drowsily as she shakes her head defiantly I chuckle

Your POV:

You furrow your brows as the bartender chuckles at you, you huff and mumble “what you don’t believe me?” As she nods. You mutter “I really am not” before hearing her ask “so what? You want a drink?” You blink glaring at her before nodding to prove a point. She laughs as she shakes her head and asks “what drink?” You say “any” she hums and prepares one for you.

You blink as you sip it scrunching your nose as your face turns to a sour expression. She laughs again and says “so pretty girl, what’s your name?” You blush, it wasn’t noticeable since your face was already flushed because of alcohol. You say “Y/N, you?” She says “Chaewon, Kim Chaewon” you nod.

(Timeskip)

You got a bit too drunk, and your friends had disappeared with the guys they went to dance with, so chaewon found herself off her shift but walking with you to her home, more like basically carrying you. She says “can you just get on my back please?” You huff reluctantly leaning on her back as she picks you up, she smirks slightly feeling your soft thighs as she walked. You lean your head on her shoulder closing your eyes slurring words together as she goes into an elevator in a fancy apartment complex. She pressed floor 8 as the elevator went up and the music played. She gently placed you down looking down at you.

You blink looking up at her your eyes closing slightly as she cups your face. You hug her neck, and mumble “pretty” she smirks and hugs your waist before saying “not as pretty as you” you lean your head on her shoulder as you kiss it. She smiles and says “what’s that for?” You mumble “pretty girl” she hums as you walks out of the elevator with you unlocking her door and bringing you inside. You blink as she removes your shoes and hers leading you to her bedroom.

You blink going into her bed pulling her down with you, the position you were in was where Chaewon was on top of you and you were laying on the pillows, you blink looking up at her as she smirks down at you asking “what are you doing?” As you grind on her knee slightly whimpering. You mumble “felt hot..” Chaewon snickers and asks “here?” Rubbing her knee up into you

You whimper nodding hugging her shoulders. She hums feeling the wetness on your panties as she asks “Excited already? Don’t tell me you’re a virgin” you hug her tighter as she laughs and says “seriously pretty?” You nod before she hums and flips up your skirt her eyes locked onto your black lacy underwear, she peels it off and her eyes scan your pretty pussy. She hums and dives down licking and lapping at you, you squeal and whimper your hands pawing at her shoulders as she devours you holding your thighs down. She smirks her tongue prodding at your barrier. You whimper as you gently tug her blonde hair, Chaewon responds by going quicker having fun hearing your desperate squeals and cries. She breaks through your barrier with her tongue. You cry out “Chaewon!” As she continues mumbling “sweet” against you, the vibrations causing your hips to jerk

She hums while you feel an unfamiliar knot form in your stomach. You pant and whimper “Chaewonie I feel a.. knot” and she smiles and mutters against you “just let it form” before going quicker and places her fingers on your clit, rubbing in an 8 motion. You moan loudly before cumming in her mouth.

Chaewon makes a sound of delight as she laps it all up, you whimper softly as she comes back up. You blink closing your eyes before she says “who said we were done?” Your eyes shoot open as you look at her pushing down her cargos and boxers.. revealing her thick member, she hums and takes off your hoodie throwing it somewhere in the room and unclips your bra throwing it somewhere as well.

You blink hugging her neck weakly as she hums kissing your neck roughly licking at at it and biting while she enters you. You squeal, sounding a bit like a scream while chaewon moans feeling the tightness squeeze her. She smirks and kisses your cheek as you whimper drooling slightly, she hums as she begins thrusting.

Her relentless thrusts led you to your high pitched squeals and moans, cumming in less than 5 minutes, she smirks and says “you know I’m not done until I cum right?” You whimper clawing at her back saying “please! T’much” she chuckles going faster as you squeal

(Timeskip)

You pant covered in sweat as you whimper into the wet pillow, wet with your drools and with the muffled moans while you cried from overstimulation into it. Chaewon gently rubs your back soothingly saying “your okay baby” and whispering sweet nothings into your ears kissing you softly while her cum dripped out of your used pussy

A/N:Tell me if you guys want a pt2 ❤️ I rushed it because I felt bad about being gone for so long 😭

[lesbiankimdahyun]

Summer Session II

700 words

CW: N/A

A/N: um, guys Y/N is a lewser and Sana knows it

[Sana x F!Reader] 

Requested: Yes

You texted with Sana sparsely throughout the week. It was a delicate dance for you and your growing anxiety. You didn’t let yourself reply to her more than twice a day, desperate to appear cool and aloof. After enough pain-staking back and forth over a couple days, you had plans to meet her for a drink on Friday night. On the train ride back downtown, your phone buzzed. You nearly dropped your phone trying to pull it out of your pocket to see who had messaged you. 

Chae 🍓: are u ready for your (friend) date, superstar!!! 

You: hi! no! why am i THIS nervous 

Chae 🍓: oooh you liiiike her now 😏

You: say that again and i wont tell you how it goes tn 

Chae 🍓: OKAY okay sorry 

Chae 🍓: but if she becomes your new bestie over me i’m fighting her 

You: NEVER i promise

You tried not to gulp cartoonishly when you arrived at the bar Sana had suggested meeting at. It was a three dollar sign type of bar, and your meager internship wages told you you’d only be drinking a single drink tonight. 

As if reading your mind, Sana insisted the first round of drinks was on her. The two of you sat up at the bar sipping drinks that used ingredients you’d have never found at any of the cheaper college bars closer to campus. Stupidly expensive, but the gold leaf that swirled in your glass was pretty, at least. The conversation between the two of you started out with safe topics like school and internships, but Sana, you found, was fun to talk to. Your conversation with her continued to flow naturally into other topics like music and shows. You were just about to ask her what her availability looked like for next week in hopes of meeting up again, when she turned to face you. 

“So, Tinder, huh?” she asked, a playful smile on her face. 

You felt your face burn. Sana signaled for two more drinks, giving you a millisecond to try and compose yourself before you died of embarrassment right there in the dark, moody bar. 

“Uh, yeah. It– it was mostly to try and make friends,” you stammered. Sana nodded slowly. 

“Mostly, sure,” Sana said. “Have you had any luck? Or– are you seeing someone?” she flipped her long brown hair over her shoulder casually, and the crisp, fresh scent of her hair products felt intoxicating suddenly. “I can never remember who in our cohort does and doesn’t have a significant other.” 

“I haven’t,” you said, maybe a little too quickly. “And no. I got stood up for the first time ever like right after moving here…” you paused to take a sip of the fresh drink in front of you. “Kinda took the fun out of wanting to find someone,” you said. 

Sana frowned. “You’re way too cute to be stood up,” she said. 

You blushed. “Oh, well–” 

“Forgive me,” Sana cut you off. “If this is like, entirely too forward…” she nearly drained her glass as she raised it to her lips to drink. “I know you said you’re using the app for friends and that’s cute, but I think I saw your profile say you’re a…” her gaze found yours. “...service top?”

“Oh god,” you cringed, mentally kicking yourself for putting that on there in the first place. “You saw that?” 

“Yes,” Sana said, a smirk tugging at the corner of her lips. “Personally, I’d love to see for myself sometime.”  

“You– what?” You almost laughed, thinking she was joking at first. But then Sana gave you a once over and you nearly fell over. She wasn’t kidding. 

Wordlessly, Sana flagged down the bartender. She paid for both rounds for both of you. As she signed her name on the receipt, she looked at you again. “Are you free tomorrow night?” 

You nodded dumbly, moving to stand when she did. She hugged you. Had her perfume always smelled that good? You couldn’t remember now. When you pulled away, you must have had a deer-in-the-headlights expression on your face, because Sana giggled. 

“See you tomorrow,” she said, brushing your arm lightly. “I’m free after seven. Wear something cute.” 

[arislary]

Rent: Han Jisung x fem/gn reader drabble

Synopsis: Jeongin and Chaeryeong make a bet with you that Jisung will respond poorly towards a prank they found on TikTok, while you think it's a dumb idea, you have faith that your boyfriend will come through, also they are missing one important factor...

Pairing: Han Jisung x fem/gn reader

Genre: fluff, slightly suggestive, established relationship

WC: <1k

Warning: some coarse language, mentioned/suggested sex

AN: The trend on TikTok has been getting to me and I've been obsessing over everyone's renditions and versions of it, so I wanted to try my hand at it. Lowkey hate it, but oh well! Jisung is always cute to write about. Also could be read as fem or gn reader, didn't realize until after that it wasn't really specified!

Masterlist

I shot the last text out to Jeongin and Chaeryeong, pulling up the camera app on my phone. This was so stupid. 

“Can’t believe I let them talk me into this shit,” I muttered underneath my breath and quickly set up my phone on the bookshelf in our room, nestled just behind the decorative statue. I moved back towards the bed, climbing on and crawling towards my side just as Jisung entered from the bathroom.

His black shirt lay loose on his frame, as did his gray sweats. He just looked good. I bit my lip, watching as he neared me, his attention still on his phone. My boyfriend of 2 years had a way of always looking casually attractive, something I happily spent my time reminding him of. Jisung had officially asked me to move in around 6 months ago and it was the best decision I had ever made.

“Jisung?”

He hummed as he finally looked up at me, taking in the serious look I had on my face. His eyebrows furrowed, leaving a confused expression on his face as he finally sat on the bed, one leg remaining on the floor as he turned his body to face me. His hand stretched out towards me, and I gingerly placed mine in his, sniffing slightly, my eyes watery. 

“Baby, what’s wrong? You were good in the bathroom, I thought we- did I,” Jisung’s eyes shot wide as a deep blush bloomed on his cheeks, the blush reaching up to the tips of his ears. “Did I do something wrong when we were in the shower?” His other hand rubbed at his knee, awaiting my answer.

I shook my head, trying not to laugh, bringing a hand to caress his cheek. I sat on my knees and shuffled closer to him, kissing his other cheek. I hated pranking him, he was just too cute.

“No, Sungie, you were perfect,” he blushed even more. “It’s just there’s something I have to tell you.”

He tilted his head to the side, his brown bangs falling in front of his eyes. Fuck, I’m totally gonna suck him off tonight. 

Hold on, let’s at least get his response first!

“Well it’s just with everything that’s been going on and the holiday season, I just-“ I look away from him towards the bookshelf, doing my best to play up the hopelessness. “I just won’t have enough to pay my part of the rent this month.” Looking back towards him.

We both blinked at each other as my words sank into the space between us. I couldn't help, but feel like maybe Innie and Chae were right when Jisung continued to stare blankly at me.

“I said, I can’t pay my part of the rent this month.”

Jisung opened his mouth, his eyebrows furrowing as he tried to understand my words. I pouted at him and looked down, suppressing the smile threatening to burst. Fuck! He looked so adorable, and his hair looked so fluffy post shower, ugh this guy. He tilted his head to the other side, his eyes glancing down, the gears in his brain working in overdrive.

“I didn’t realize how much I spent on gifts and everything else, I’m so sorry Ji, I really thought I’d have enough for rent-“

“What rent?” He met my gaze again, maneuvering my legs out from under my butt to lie across his lap as he dragged me closer to him.

“The rent for the apartment? I just don’t have enough this month, so you’ll have to-“

“Baby, our apartment was bought before I asked you to move in. What rent?” 

Jisung's hand began to move up and down my leg, going down to my feet to massage them, still looking as confused as ever. My hands rubbed up the arm closest to me as I blinked up at him, trying to look as confused as he did. I squeezed his bicep sending a 'thank you' up to the universe towards Chan and Changbin for having gotten him to go towards the gym more. Jisung had been bragging about the new muscle he had formed and went out of his way to show them off. I felt him involuntarily flex under my hand.

“Then what have I been paying-“

“Paying?! What are you talking about? _______, my love, I’m sorry, but what the fuck are you-“ His face whipped to the left as his eyes moved rapidly across our room in search of something. I tried to bring his attention back to me, hands moving to grasp his face, but he was quicker than me. The mask dropped from my face completely now, the smile wide, eyes crinkling in laughter. Before I could grab him, he sprung up from the bed, moving quickly to the bookshelf. 

“Jisung, wait!” I giggled, falling back into the bed knowing the prank was ruined. I watched as he grabbed my phone, quickly ending the recording. His face trying to appear mad, but the smile in his eyes gave him away, his mouth dropping open. The corners of his lips twitched upwards.

“Yah! You’re not slick!”

“I can’t help it, you’re just too cute! Besides, I still won us a free lunch from Innie and Chae tomorrow.”

He scoffed as he plugged my phone in on my side of the bed, laying it down on the nightstand. He climbed over me on the bed, my legs parting to make room for him. 

“More like I won us a free lunch.”

“Details,” I smirked and brought his face down to mine, lips pressing firmly against his. I pulled back slightly, my eyes darkening with desire as my tongue came out to lick my lips. We were so close that my tongue just barely grazed his bottom lip. He sucked in a breath, his hips jolting forward to press against mine. “And since you were such a good boy, I think you deserve a reward, huh?”

Jisung nodded his head vigorously, quickly moving to lay on his back, throwing his shirt off and shucking his sweats down his legs hurriedly. I laughed as his hands immediately moved to my shirt next, which was actually his, quickly finding its way on the floor along with my underwear. Even after having bent me over in the shower less than 30 minutes ago, he was just as eager to be with me again. Fuck this man. Yea, I was definitely gonna have to thank Jeongin and Chaeryeong for this idea. 

~~~~~~~~~

The following day, after having sent the video to them that night, my phone dinged as I was drying the last dish on the rack. I opened up our group chat to see Jeongin had responded and that Chae had sent the money already. I smirked knowing she probably sent it without having really listened. I quickly transferred the money to my account before returning back to our group chat.

Baby 🍞: U could've told us that he already owned the place 😑

🍒🍒: Wait wat?

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[ninistime]

💭 . . . " THE ' OLDEN DAYS " . . 📦 .

📦 pairing ; non idol au ! yang jeongin x male reader

📦 genre ; angst

📦 cw ; death , cursing , jeongin was born in 1990 , jeongin is 33 (in 2023)

📦 music ; “in a good way” - faye webster “good looking” - suki waterhouse

the pattering of bare feet could be heard across the hard wooden floors of jeongin's house as he was sitting on the couch of his living room watching tv and sipping coffee from his white mug in his pajamas.

“dad ! dad !” two loud voices called. jeongin perked up , turning his attention to his 2 twin daughters , chae-yeon and chae-young , they had his black (?) hair and brown eyes. they ran into the living room with an old photo album , sitting in front of their father. “not so loud.. you'll wake your mother.” he scolded. “alright,” chae-yeon started , “but dad , we found your old photo book!” she said , holding up a page full of old memories. jeongin put down his coffee mug and took the book as the girls sat beside him on the couch with huge smiles. “wah.. this was so long ago..” jeongin said , running his hand over the plastic protecting the images and polaroids.

he flipped through the pages , reliving every memory he had. “this is when me and your mom were in college—” “this was our first date—” “this was during our school festival—” jeongin went on and on about his younger days , eventually flipping on a page that was full of polaroids and camera printed images of him and his old friends.

“this was in college too.” said , "isn't that uncle minho?" chae-young said , pointing to a picture of her father and minho , “yes.. this was when i was in my early twenties! me , uncle minho , and uncle jisung used to hang out by the han river in hangang park nearly everyday after school.” jeongin said , a big smile on his face.

“dad ,” chae-yeon said , “who's this?” she said , pointing at a picture of jeongin and a man with (h/c) hair and (e/c) eyes. “that's.. an old friend.” he said in a lower voice , his smile got smaller each second he looked at the picture. “why don't we see him?” chae-young asked , an unknowing smile on her face as she looked at multiple pictures of the man and her father , "yeah , you guys have a lot of pictures together!" chae-yeon added. “he moved away.” jeongin said with a nervous smile. “aww.. he's so handsome too!” chae-yeon said , her sister swatting her in the back of her head. “ah! what!?” she whined , rubbing the back of her head , “he's dad's age now! that's disgusting!” chae-young said, chae-yeon pouted and stayed quiet.

“anyways dad , how'd you meet him?” chae-young asked. “we went to the same highschool , but i met him at uncle changbin's father's ramyeon shop.” jeongin answered , putting the photo album on the table and sitting back on the couch. “what year was it? 2007? yeah , in 2007 i met him at the ramyeon shop , we were both 17.” “what's his name?” chae-yeon asked , “(m/n).” jeongin said “uncle (m/n)~” chae-young sang , flipping through more of their pictures , “more like oppa (m/n)~” chae-yeon said , chae-young held her fist up and sucked her teeth. “ah , why!” chae-yeon said , pouting again and holding her legs up to her chest. the girls settled down and jeongin laughed before continuing his story.

“when we were in mr. seo's ramyeon shop , we ordered the same thing at the same time , how cliche is that?” jeongin said , “like a k-drama!” chae-yeon exclaimed , “yes, like a drama.. after that we sat down together and talked for a while , not about much , just introduced ourselves and exchanged numbers.” jeongin added , reminiscing.

—

jeongin was outside of mr. seo's ramyeon shop , awkwardly standing there in his SOPA uniform , one hand was on the strap of his backpack and the other holding onto his iphone 1. he was constantly checking the time , his friend minho was supposed to show up 6 minutes ago but he never came. jeongin was a shy person , an introvert , so minho was always with him , he was his voice when he couldn't speak for himself.

after 2 more minutes of waiting for minho , jeongin decided to just go in the shop , order his own food , and wait for minho to get there. when he walked up to the front counter a boy walked on the side of him , jeongin didn't think much of it , so he just told the cashier his order ,

“can i get one bowl of ramyeon?—”

“can i get one bowl of ramyeon?”

the two boys stood there looking at each other awkwardly , and the cashier got confused and put the orders in the same order , thinking they were together (not like that). “ please take a seat at table #4, we'll bring your food to you.” the cashier said , pointing at the table. “ah— wait..” jeongin said in a low voice , the cashier had walked away for a moment to handle some business and the two boys were left there dumbfounded.

the boy was the first to move to table #4 , and jeongin followed soon after. they sat at the table in silence until jeongin spoke up , “im yang jeongin..” he said , playing with his hands under the table nervously. “i'm (l/n) (m/n) , how old are you?” jeongin was taken aback by the question but answered nevertheless , “17—” “i'm older than you!” (m/n) exclaimed with a huge smile on his face , “ah.. sorry for speaking informally..” jeongin said , bowing. (m/n) stretched over the table and put his hand on jeongin's shoulder , “it's fine! let's speak casually.” he said.

the boys went on to talk for a whole hour until jeongin's phone buzzed , he took it out his pocket and looked at it while slurping his noodles.

( "minho" "I'm sorry, Jeongin. I can't go to the ramen shop today.. OTL" )

jeongin sighed , putting his phone back in his pocket and standing up from his seat and leaving money on the table for the bill , “hm? where are you going?” (m/n) asked , also standing up. “oh , i have to go.. i was supposed to be here with a friend but he bailed , i might as well go home now.” jeongin said , giving a sad smile. he picked up his backpack from the seat next to him , putting it on his back , “bye (m/n)—” “wait!” (m/n) interrupted , “my number.. put it in your phone later , and call me when you get lonely.” he insisted, holding out a piece of paper with his phone number on it , smiling . “sure.. seeya (m/n).” jeongin said , taking the slip of paper and walking out the restaurant, waving towards (m/n).

(m/n) sat back in his chair , breathing in and out while clutching his shirt. “shit.. he was cute.” he said , getting back up and leaving the shop , but not before bowing towards the staff.

from then on , jeongin and (m/n) met up from time to time , and from time to time turned into every day after school. they hung out at night usually , grabbing snacks from a convenience store and sitting on a park bench to eat it to making out in (m/n)'s car in the middle of the woods.

(m/n) really brought jeongin out of his shell , he became more sociable and could speak up for himself more than before. no matter how many friends jeongin had , (m/n) was always his special someone. but of course— jeongin couldn't tell his kids this , they promised to tell nobody , it was their little secret.

—

“so— he was your best friend?” chae-young asked , “yeah , essentially.” jeongin said. his eyes glanced at the clock above the tv and he got off the couch , “girls , it's past bedtime , put the photobook up and head to bed , alright?” he said , walking into him and his wife's room. “yes!” the girls shouted , running off.

jeongin's wife was already fast asleep , so he just crawled into bed , pulling the covers up and laying on his side , staring into the white wall in front of him. it was quiet and jeongin didn't like it , so he closed his eyes and stayed as still as possible , letting his consciousness send him to sleep.

—

(m/n) and jeongin were sitting in his bed at his housde , holding each other's hands as they made out , tongues gliding against each other. jeongin started to take off his shirt and (m/n) took notice , helping him take it off. this continued for a while , the intimacy was overwhelming.

“boys! would you like som— MY GOD!” (m/n)'s mother opened the door , she was holding a tray of juice and a plate of cookies but it crashed to the ground. the boys turned their head to the door , and everyone was frozen in place. jeongin with his shirt off , (m/n) helping him , and (m/n)'s mother at the door frame , holding her hands to her mouth in shock.

she slammed the door shut and (m/n) threw himself off the bed and out the door , chasing after his mother. jeongin sat still on the bed , quietly collected his shirt and backpack , put them on and made his way out of the room. (m/n) and his mother were arguing , she was screaming at him and he was stuttering trying to explain himself. jeongin walked up to them and bowed at (m/n)'s mother before exiting the house , making his way to his home , embarrassed at the situation. he had no intentions of going back to (m/n)'s house after that embarrassment. (m/n) called his name from his house but jeongin was already halfway down the street at that point , he didn't turn to call back or walk back.

(m/n) and jeongin stopped seeing each other for a couple days until jeongin texted him , asking him to meet up at hangang park. when (m/n) made it there , jeongin was sitting on a bench , drinking a can of coffee that he got from a vending machine. (m/n) sat beside him and sat there quietly , looking at the atmosphere , the dogs , children playing and families in picnic's. “sorry.” he said , jeongin turning to him. “it's alright , i just left 'cause i was embarrassed.” (m/n) nodded. it was awkward. “i dont think i'll be going to your house again.. but your welcome to come to mine.” jeongin said , taking a swig from his coffee. “thanks.” (m/n) replied.

the couple shared happiness and more through their adolescent years , kisses , hugs , and bowls of ramyeon from mr. seo's shop. they even shared an apartment together. during their first years of college they bought an apartment together with their shared assets. their college days were busy , so busy infact that they stopped seeing each other for days on end to get work done. it caused a split in their relationship and there was no thread left to sow it back together.

it was no surprise that jeongin brought up the idea of breaking up with (m/n) , to which he objected.

(m/n) and jeongin were sitting on a beach , it was dark out and the sea smell filled their lungs. they were sitting side by side , (m/n)'s hand on jeongin's thigh, traveling upwards. "what are you doing.." jeongin asked , scooting. "feeling you up. what's wrong with that? i usually do it—" "not today (m/n)." jeongin interrupted , (m/n) looked at him like he was weird but said nothing. "i think we should take some time off." jeongin blurted. "time off of what?—' "this relationship" he said , (m/n) scrambled to his feet , the sand getting in-between his toes. "for what? were doing just fine!" he exclaimed. "were really not , (m/n)". jeongin said , getting onto his feet and crossing his arms. "we barely see each other , and it's getting uncomfortable living with you. i feel like were strangers." he admitted.

"then we can start seeing each other more!—" "NO!" jeongin hollered. "it's not that simple! that's hard for me (m/n)!" "how is it hard for you!?" they continued to argue , walking all across the beach and even near the sidewalk , (m/n) walked a little too far onto the road , and jeongin started hollering for him to move out of the way. but (m/n) walked with his ears covered and eyes closed like some idiot. "(M/N)! MOVE!" jeongin shouted. (m/n) couldn't hear him and stepped onto the road—

BAM !

—

"(M/N!)" jeongin shouted as he shot up from the bed , panting heavily. his wife awoke and began to ask him what's wrong , comforting him. jeongin pushed her arm away and went to the kitchen for some water. he grabbed a glass and turned on the faucet , letting the water flow into the cup , taking a sip.

jeongin put down his water and leaned against the counter , cupping his face. "fuck.." he said , ruffling his hair and emptying the cup into the drain , putting it into the sink.

he returned back to his bedroom to see his wife already asleep with a worried look on her face , he paid her no mind and just closed the door and got into bed. he laid there staring at the ceiling , listening to the clock from the living room tick.

tick. tick. tick. tick.

jeongin closed his eyes. trying not to let his memories relapse , he just wanted to sleep. to forget about (m/n).. but how could he? it was his fault he was dead. the truck hit (m/n) and it was his fault.

—

it was the day of (m/n)'s funeral , (m/n)'s mother was standing by his portrait , he had many guests coming to visit him. and of course , jeongin was there in his black tuxedo. he paid his respect and left the room quietly , going outside to sit on the steps. after a while of sitting there quietly , (m/n)'s mother came to sit right beside him , jeongin bowed towards her and they began to talk.

"he was a good man.. wasn't he? he was a little pushy but he was a good man.. that damned truck driver.." she said , tears flowing from her (e/c) eyes. jeongin patted her on the back ,

"yeah.. he was a good man."

a/n ; spent 3+ days in this bcuz writing is difficult ! i hope you guys enjoy it !

[isoobie]

moots and what they remind you of!

omg sorry this took so long 😢

@boyfhee / she reminds me of cats, bubble tea (even though she hates it), webtoons, kdramas, video calls, late night walks, shared playlists, making food together, baking, bsf tiktoks, sharing airpods, album unboxing, badminton, enoclock, heejay, mirror selfies, best friend dates, cute cafes & big fat HUGS

@weoris / she reminds me of cherry blossoms, spring, rain on a sunny day, ice creams, jungwon (of course 🤞🏻) & train rides !!!

@urszn / she reminds me of jelly 🫰🏻, dyed hair, field trips, sports day, filming funny tiktoks, mark lee n riki & curly haired guys

@voikiraz / mari reminds me of love hearts (the sweet), summer time, park sunghoon ur bf, the word pookie & funny reels

@hoonvrs / saint reminds me of coca cola, funny memes, relatable tiktoks, uncontrollable laughter, accidental voice calls (iykyk 🤞🏻) & HOON

@yeokii / hana reminds me of anyone but heeseung (jokes u remind me of hanni sm), the colour baby pink, angst fics 💔, discord, gaming, cheese corn dogs & floral perfume

@hysgf / mika reminds me of kiss of life, chaeryeong & heeseung, nude colours like beige grey n black, pinterest 👏🏻, black cats & madison beer

@okwonyo / jiji reminds me of mochi, pretty pink bows, compact mirrors, soft makeup, the colour pink <3, wonyoungism, pilates, wonyo & jake OF COURSE

@tyunni / may reminds me of skittles, riki obviously, yuqi + minnie, vintage cameras, sneaking out of lessons together 🙉 & theme park rides

@wonryllis / she reminds me of sweet drinks like milkshakes, halloween, late nights, tulips, the colour beige + purple, fantasy and historical webtoons, cyberpunk core, jungkook (your loml 🙈) & the city tokyo

@wvnkoi / seol reminds me of dancing competitions, fun days out, r&b rap music, mark lee n jaemin, the whole of zb1 n boys planet & the colour deep blue !!

@seongclb / kat reminds me of jayhoon SO MUCH, kdramas, big chunky black glasses, rap music, fluffy blankets 🤲🏻, teddy bears & an older sister!

@atrirose / seiu reminds of a pink girly, milkshakes, strawberries n cream, MINGYU, being a passenger princess 😾, barbie, banana bread & anything coquette !!!

@yenqa / yen reminds me of yunjin, nayeon + jay all combined into one, pretty nature, the colour lilac and sage, vanilla, bows, coquette fashion & stars

@100203s / chae reminds me of tall green plants, all the riize members, the colour green (a nice one like emerald) & wave to earth 🙈🙈

@jjunae / she reminds me of mocktails, summery fruits like watermelons and grapes, leehi the singer, yunjin n jongseob :D, cute decorative lamps & silly diy projects 🙌🏻

@bywons / sru reminds me of coffee, the colours light pink and light brown, seashells, quiet music, daffodils 🔥, JUNG WON (more than hee i think and maybe bc of ur user) & poetry

[tzuyuscloud]

Love Wins All | K.Chaewon x Fem!reader 🫧

cw// mention of blood, war, crying, ANGST

Dearest…

Darling…

My universe.

Big brown doe eyes filled with sadness, stared into your soul trying to drown out the sound of chaos. Her lips were full of cuts from being dry, while dirt mixed with tried blood covered her face and scrawny frame. You and Chaewon sat in each other’s arms in a wrecked arcade that was once filled with laughter, color and memories that you both shared. But now the only view you two had was hue less rubble and smoke.

First date:

You and Chaewon darted into the brightly lit arcade hand in hand, her giggles were music to your ears. “Let’s go play the racing game!” The short haired girl smiled. pointing to the two player machine. You both played multiple rounds as you found it fun watching each other crash into walls proving how horrible the both of you were at driving.

“Haha no wonder I had hit a mailbox last week” Chaewon snorted. “Such a good driver” You teased. Running around the arcade playing many games and winning prizes until the sun had set. It had became your guys’ favorite spot.

•

Random day:

Rain poured outside in heavy droplets, you ran into the arcade soaked with no care as you had to find your girlfriend. You spotted Chaewon playing a game yet constantly wiping her face. “Baby what’s the matter?” You asked her as you pulled her into a hug. She immediately broke down crying before mumbling her problems into your shirt. You rubbed her back soothing her so she could calm down. She would often run here when she’s having a rough day to escape her problems, and each time you would join her to keep her company.

-

Another huge explosion sounded nearby causing your lover to jump letting out a whimper. You held back your tears as you watched her eyes swell with tears of her own. Clutching onto your equally scrawny frame with dear life. You held her tightly, burying her face into your shredded hoodie and covered her exposed ear so that the only noise she heard was your breathing and heartbeat.

“I got you Chae. We will always be together, until the end.” You sniffled as a tear finally escaped before another sound of war ripped through your ears.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~A/n: HAPPY (belated) VALENTINES DAY!! :’D

Me all month:

[nayeonie99]

Sana x Dahyun / Mechanic

"Unnie". Dahyun heard her best friend Chaeyoung call her.

"Yeah?". She called back and continued working on a customers car. Chaeyoung and her were working at a workshop over the summer break.

"There is a snobby girl who is making a fuss right now. Could you please talk to her, otherwise I will shove her Prada bag up her ass". Chaeyoung said and Dahyun slid out from under the car.

Chaeyoung may be small, but this girl had the strength of a body builder when she was angry. Dahyun was always the more calmer one between the both of them.

"Yeah, of course". She said and walked to the front of the workshop.

A tall girl with dark brown hair was leaning against a car, a black Porsche to be exact. She was absolutely beautiful.

"Finally". The girl let out a sigh and straightened herself.

"Hello, how can I help you?". Dahyun asked and the girl looked her up and down.

"My car broke down". She said and pointed to her black Porsche.

"Alright, you can wait here. I'm still working on a car right now, but it won't take too long. If you want, my coworker Chaeyoung can take a look at it, then you don't have to wait". Dahyun said.

„I will definitely not let this dwarf take a look at my Porsche". The girl said and scoffed.

Chaeyoung glared at her.

"Alright, then wait here. I think I still need like twenty till thirty minutes, then I can take a look at your car".

"Are you serious? Do you know who I am?". She asked and placed her hand on her hip.

"Umm, no. Should I know you?". Dahyun asked and lifted her brows.

"My dad is the owner of Minatozaki Industry's". She said as if that's the most obvious thing on the world.

Of course Dahyun knew the company she was talking about. But she decided to tease her a bit, since she's been such a bitch.

"No sorry, never heard of that. How about you Chae?". Dahyun asked and looked towards her best friend.

"Nope". Chaeyoung played along and the girls face was turning red from anger.

"Listen you two bimbos. If I don't get my car fixed in the next few minutes, I will sue your asses down. Was that clear enough for your two brain cells?". She said and folded her arms in front of her chest.

To say Chaeyoung and Dahyun were in disbelief was an understatement.

"You can't sue us". Dahyun scoffed and slid her hands in her pockets.

"Oh is that so?". She asked and walked closer to Dahyun. Their faces were dangerously close, the tension was raising between them.

"Yeah". Dahyun calmly said and the girl leaned forward, their noses were almost touching.

"You don't know what I'm capable of, so watch me...". Her eyes darted down to her name tag, "Dahyun". She ended her sentence.

"Step back princess". Dahyun breathed out, her hands pushed her shoulders slightly.

"Don't you dare touch me with those filthy hands ever again". She hissed at her.

"Umm guys". They heard Chaeyoung say, but neither Dahyun or her payed Chaeyoung any attention.

"How about I finish your car Hyunie? And you take a look at hers". Chaeyoung said.

The girl in front of Dahyun smirked at her.

"Now that's what I call nice customer service". She said and stepped back, "Here you go love". She said and pressed her car keys into Dahyun's hand.

"Enjoy sitting inside of a Porsche for once in your pathetic life". Her smile grew.

Dahyun rolled her eyes and stomped towards the car.

"I don't know". The girl said and rolled her eyes. Dahyun took a deep breath, this girl was getting on her nerves. She tried starting the engine, but it instantly turned off again.

"Sounds like your spark plugs are broken". She said and got out of the car, opening the lid.

"Wow, applause". The girl said and clapped her hands together sarcastically.

"Can you please shut the fuck up for a second?". Dahyun glared at her, "Just shut your fucking mouth, okay?". She said and took out the old spark plugs.

"Excuse me?". The girl scoffed at her.

"Yeah, you heard what I said. Girls like you annoy the fuck out of me". Dahyun said and grabbed two new spark plugs to put them in.

"Girls like me? As if you ever met a girl like me".

"Yeah, you're right, I've never met a girl like you. You're worse than the ones I've met so far, and since you act like a fucking brat, I don't want to ever meet someone like you again".

"What did you just call me?".

Dahyun finished everything and slammed the lid shut, "A fucking brat". She said and the girl glared at her.

"Now be a good girl and shut up for a second, okay?". She said and the girl didn't know what to say after that.

Dahyun sat back down into the car and wanted to start the engine, when Chaeyoung called her.

"Hyunie, I'm done with your car. I'm gonna head home, alright? I promised Mina I'd take her to the beach". Chaeyoung called from the back.

"Yeah, of course. Have a nice evening Chae". Dahyun called and Chaeyoung waved at her, before she left the workshop.

Dahyun was alone with miss perfect now. She put the key back into the ignition hole and started the engine. She couldn't help the smirk forming on her lips.

Everything sounded perfect.

When she turned the engine back off and got out of the car, she slammed the door shut.

"Took you long enough". The girl said and snatched the key from Dahyun's hand.

"You're welcome". Dahyun smiled sarcastically at her. She walked to the sink to wash her hands.

"What's your name?". She asked and the girl stared at her.

"Why should I tell you?".

"Since I fixed your car this fast, you could at least tell me your name". Dahyun said and the girl rolled her eyes.

"Sana". She said and pulled her wallet out of her purse.

"What do I have to pay?". Sana asked.

"500$".

"You're joking, right?". Sana scoffed.

"No, why should I be joking?". Dahyun said and lifted up her eyebrows.

"You know...isn't there a different way to pay you?". Sana asked and slid her hand up and down Dahyun's arm.

"Are you serious?". Dahyun laughed.

"Look, my father blocked my credit cards". Sana said and Dahyun could tell she was embarrassed by this.

"Wow, and yet you still have such a bratty attitude". Dahyun smirked.

"Shut up". Sana rolled her eyes.

"How about you put your mouth to better use then?". Dahyun asked and Sana looked at her, clearly confused for a second.

"Eh? Oh". Sana's eyes widened when she realised what Dahyun meant.

Dahyun pulled her closer by her waist.

Sana's breath hitched.

"You know...we never met before, but I never met someone as annoying as you". Dahyun said and pushed Sana towards her car.

"Give me your keys". She said and Sana shakily grabbed her keys out of her purse.

Dahyun opened the door of the car and sat down. Her hands opened the button and zipper of her pants, pulling them down to her ankles.

Sana's eyes widened when she saw Dahyun's cock through her boxers. Dahyun slid her fingers into the waistband of her boxers, pulling them down to her ankles as well.

"Come here". She said and grabbed Sana's wrist, "Kneel down".

"Are you crazy? I won't get my knees dirty".

"Okay, then give me the money and you can go". Dahyun smirked at her.

"You fucking twat". Sana said and kneeled down. She grabbed Dahyun's cock in her hand, pumping up and down.

Dahyun bit her lip and watched her. Sana may have a bratty attitude, but she is absolutely beautiful, especially from this close.

"I can't believe I'm actually doing this". Sana scoffed in disbelief and glared at Dahyun.

Dahyun grabbed Sana's chin between her fingers, "I think you talked enough for today. Put it in your mouth".

Sana slapped Dahyun's hand away from her chin and leaned down to take the tip of her cock in her mouth.

Dahyun let out a sigh and grabbed the back of her head. Sana took it completely in and started sucking.

"Mmm yes, just like that baby". Dahyun hummed and started fucking Sana's throat, Sana's hands pressed down on Dahyun's thighs for support.

"You take my cock so good". Dahyun said and Sana was gagging already.

"Fuck". She moaned out and thrusted a few more times into Sana's mouth before she came.

"Good girl". Dahyun said after Sana swallowed her cum. Sana stood up and cleaned her knees.

"Asshole". She said and glared at Dahyun.

"We aren't done yet". Dahyun said and slid the seat backwards, "Get in".

"Are you fucking serious?". Sana said and climbed into the car. Dahyun pulled her skirt up her hips, her fingers slid Sana's slip down her endless long legs.

"Let me see your pussy". Dahyun said and Sana blushed at her words. She turned around and leaned over the steering wheel.

"Damn, look at how wet you are". Dahyun grinned and parted her lips with her thumbs.

"What's wrong princess? No more attitude from you?". She asked and blew against Sana's clit, making her legs shake.

"F-Fuck you". Sana stuttered out and Dahyun smirked, "No, I'm gonna fuck you". She said and sucked Sana's clit in her mouth.

"O-Oh my god". Sana moaned out. Dahyun's arms wrapped around her thighs, to keep her close. Her tongue slid through Sana's folds, collecting her wetness.

"F-Fuck". Sana cried out. Her wetness coated her thighs already.

"Mmm". Dahyun hummed against her clit, making her cry out. She turned Sana around, so she's facing Dahyun.

"Get on top of me". She said and Sana quickly climbed onto her lap. Sana's arms wrapped around Dahyun's neck, while Dahyun slid her tip teasingly through Sana's soaking wet folds.

"Put it in already". Sana breathed out and let out a squeal when Dahyun slammed into her.

"Ohhh fuck". Sana moaned into her ear when Dahyun began pounding her.

"Does that feel good baby?". Dahyun asked and spanked her ass. Sana nodded against Dahyun's neck and Dahyun pulled her head back by her hair.

"Look into my eyes while I fuck you". She said and Sana's eyes were hooded with pleasure.

"Mmm". Sana moaned out and looked straight into Dahyun's eyes. Dahyun's stomach clenched together at the way Sana was staring at her. She had beautiful, brown eyes, a cute nose and plump lips.

"Fuck". Dahyun groaned out and bit her lip, Sana's eyes glanced down to Dahyun's lips.

Dahyun grabbed the back of Sana's neck to pull her down into a kiss. Their skin was slapping together harshly, Sana's moans got louder and louder.

"Fuck, just like that". Sana groaned and scratched her nails down the back of Dahyun's neck. Dahyun's hands spanked both of her ass cheeks harshly.

"Are you gonna cum for me baby?". Dahyun asked and spanked her again.

"Mmm fuck, yes". Sana breathed out.

"Say my name". Dahyun said and grabbed the back of Sana's neck to press their foreheads together.

"D-Dahyun". Sana moaned out and clenched her hands in Dahyun's shirt.

"That's right". Dahyun breathed out and thrusted a few more times into her, before Sana came with a loud moan. Dahyun pulled out and came onto her back.

"Fuck, that skirt was from Prada". Sana shakily breathed out and let go of Dahyun's shirt.

Dahyun pulled Sana's slip back up and fixed her skirt. Sana got out of the car on shaky legs.

While Sana was getting out, Dahyun pulled her boxers and pants back up and pushed the car seat back to the front.

She climbed out of the Porsche and handed Sana the keys back.

"Have a good ride". Dahyun said and Sana smirked at her.

"Thank you, but I already had the best ride of my life right now". Sana said and pecked Dahyun's cheek gently.

Dahyun blushed and watched Sana getting in her car. Sana rolled her window down and looked at Dahyun, pushing her black Prada sunglasses up her nose.

"Have a good evening, Dahyun". Sana said and smirked at her.

"You too, Sana". Dahyun said and Sana drove away.

[moogiewara]

just started watching hospital playlist and by god if they're setting up for Chae and my fav angry dude whose name I can't remember to get together I'm gonna punch someone

[blogger-yura]

Entry #30 Oct 29th '21

#YurasLife #FashionFriday #Fashion #HairDay

𝐅𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐲 - 𝐍𝐞𝐰 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫, 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐬?

Hello hello my pumpkin pies! How are you all doing? (^_<)〜☆ I hope everyone's good and taking good care! Yeah? Remember to eat, stay hydrated and warm!

How has the Halloween week treated you? I've been sticking to my movie marathon and cooking lots! Yesterday was the Freddy and Jason night so I had lots of fun watching those again! I had some cake and of course the best popcorn~. I also tried making pumpkin nutella hot chocolate for the first time and it was... Something! Hahahaha I think I'll make it again and send some out for everyone else to try it too!

I'm really excited about tonight though and the "Fear Street" movies! I can't wait to watch them all and finally finish the story! But of course, the weekend is what I'm looking forward the most! Are you guys excited for Sunday? Have any nice plans for the big day? I'm out today to get the final touches for my outfit and hopefully I'll be able to make it to Luna's (and Esme's of course~) haunted house in time! (*˘︶˘*)

There's always sooo many things to do during this season, such a shame it's ending soon! I'll make sure to put together a recap of October once its over though ♡ So stay tuned if you wanna know how that went!

Anyway, fashion Friday! New hair, who dis~.

Ta-da! I'm back to black! I guessed it had been already some months since I got the red- I love being a redhead, don't get me wrong! But it's so hard to maintain sometimes (〒﹏〒) So for halloween I just decided to bring back a darker haircolor. It's not really black, but I mixed different dark browns to make this one and I have to say I'm very pleased with it! Because yes, I did it myself at home LMAO you can imagine that was a MESS! A friend came over to help me though, we had a fun time ♡

Of course today's outfit also has a skirt! I have a lot at hand that I didn't get to wear so I'll do now regardless! I'm already regretting it a little since temperature is going down fast throughout the day but that's ok! I look cute at least I believe. This is also one of my favorite sweaters! I got it from a store at the mall a few months ago but they didn't last long, sadly. A shame because they had such nice stuff! But that's just how it works, uh? Have you guys already brought out your autumn clothes? Maybe done a little shopping spree for the season? I definitely will soon now that Min has dropped her entire line!

I think that's everything for now! Would hate to bore you guys with more rambles heh~ I hope Friday treats you well! It's almost weekend now, make sure to take it easy, try to not stress much! Time for rest is just around the corner and you worked so hard this week! I hope you know I'm proud of you and how far you've come, keep moving forward! Ok? (っ˘з(˘⌣˘ )♡

I'll see you again soon, my pumpkins! As always, all the love and take care! -Yura ♡

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[jaeleess]

✦ CHA EUN-WOO, CIS MALE, HE/HIM ✦ LEE JAE-HYUN the TWENTY-SEVEN year old has been in Hidehill for HIS ENTIRE LIFE and was a ONE NIGHT STAND to Jade Parker, the missing first murder victim. Whispers on the streets are that the OWNER OF THE PET DOCTOR who lives in HOVE LAKE. He is said to be INTELLIGENT and NONCOMMITTAL but I guess we’ll find out for ourselves. 

FULL NAME: Jae-hyun Lee

NICKNAMES: Jae

AGE: 27 | August 12th, 1995

GENDER & PRONOUNS: Cis Man, He/Him

FACE CLAIM: Cha Eun-woo

HEIGHT: 6’1

EYE COLOR: Dark Brown

HAIR COLOR: Black (usually)

OCCUPATION: Owner & Vet at The Pet Doctor

BIRTHPLACE: Hidehill, TN

NEIGHBORHOOD: Hove Lake

BACKGROUND

Born in Hidehill to Lee Jung-hoon and Chae-won, Jae was born the eldest son of his family, with one little sister. The couple initially struggled with infertility after getting married, causing an early rift in the twos marriage that Jae would grow up to witness himself.

His parents viewed him as their golden child, the glue that held a broken marriage together. Growing up, he had an immense amount of pressure placed on him to be the best. He also tended to have to deal with his parents fighting in front of him more often than his sister ever did, Jae constantly put in the middle as a child.

As a result of this, Jae grew up with the notion that being in a relationship didn’t amount to being happy. And even as he'd grow older, his subconscious would remind him of it, steering him away from the idea of romance with the exception of a few relationships when he was younger.

Aside from his views on love however, he had always been a kind-hearted and caring person, more than happy to go the extra mile for those he cared about.

He also grew up to be incredibly ambitious. Class president and valedictorian of his high school class, valuing his education greatly. Had his parents had the money, Jae would've committed to going to his dream school, Harvard on early admission. Instead though, he'd stay somewhat close to home and attend Duke University on a scholarship in North Carolina.

It was Jae’s mother who had opened the Pet Doctor. She'd had a love for animals her entire life, and Jae was the same as his mother, volunteering at the local pet shelter when he wasn't busy with school. He also had been the one to help his mother out when she’d opened the clinic, his own love of animals growing enough to make him decide to pursue becoming a veterinarian.

What he hadn't expected, was to return from vet school and be handed the keys to one of mothers pride and joy. Turns out, in Jae’s time away at college, his parent’s relationship worsened, ending in a messy divorce that would make Chae-won move for her own mental health. It was natural for her to leave her business to her eldest son, who was her first pride and joy really.

Becoming a business owner wasn’t exactly his plan. Jae had always been extremely smart and easy to pick up new things, but taking over an entire business with employees fresh out of school would prove to be the first challenge he incurred in life. 

Upon first glance, he probably comes across as the kind of guy who would be a great boyfriend. Kind, caring, humble. The kind of guy you'd want to introduce to your parents. The only problem was, most girls never really make it that far. Jae’s the type for one night stands, meaningless flings. He tends to cut it off if he can tell any feelings are arising on either part. He’s found himself giving the whole “I think we’d be better as friends” spiel, not wanting to actually hurt anyone.

HEADCANONS

95% of the people in his life call him jae. the only one’s who really ever use his full name are his family.

has gotten a few tattoos done, all discreet and hidden, some meaningful but most done out of impulse

struggles with insomnia, has been since high school. he’s fairly good at managing it and not making it a big deal, even when jae only gets two hours of sleep a night

definitely has the reputation of being a really nice guy, despite that probably not always being true. 

fluent in korean, english, french, and japanese.

has three cats named jung, mina, and lily, all of which are rescues.

works out pretty much every day. usually in the middle of the night since it’s most convenient for him. jae did soccer and swimming in high school so he generally likes to stay active.

WANTED CONNECTIONS

ex-girlfriend (max two)

best friends

flings/hookups

close friends 

childhood friends

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Really enjoyed Criminal Minds KDRAMA version, the US one is still good but the Kdrama held its own with mixing in some details from the american drama with the death of the leaders wife similar to when Aaron lost his wife there were some similarities but over all had its differenes wish it could have gone longer there seemed to be potential with the writing and character deveopments.

Pro- Great cast, well-written plots similar to the US one but made to be more understanding in the Kdrama world.

Con- Not sure there really was anything bad with it, I liked how well the acting and meaning to the show was felt like it could have done more with another season or something to bring out the characters more. wanted to see more of the team and the chemistry was obviously was well cast.

Another interesting K drama is The King: Eternal Monarch which is on Netflix and in Korea,

Pro- decent story could have been a little better, great casting choices of Lee Min Ho as the King Lee Gon from the alt world and Kim Go Eun as the leading lady Lieutenant Jeong Tae Eul. Woo Do Hwan playing both versions of Jo Yeong as Lee Gon's bodyguard / Jo Eun-sup (Tae Euls friend - Republic of Korea version) He did a great job changing his tone of voice for both sides fun to see a different side of him.

Con- Would have to be the plots from some of the eps not all were bad but just viewer wise it lacked real action. Episode 11/12 rescue scene could have been done a bit better in sense. Lee Gon has his men on horses, and has the SWAT/officers on standby meanwhile the bad guys are running towards Tae Eul the girl and halts bc Lee Gon and his horse-riding men who are either carrying batons/swrods are riding up to the bad guys fighting meanwhile none of the bad guys either surround Tae Eul or even go after her shes literally just in the open none of the officers or swat try to get her out the way and all she is doing just crying i mean thats a bit to far fetched having her there as Lee Gon is busy sword fighting his way to get to her like huh is wat kinda seemed a bit over the top. also i think it could have been filmed better. But everything else episodes-wise worked just the action scene and rescue seemed a bit to bleh not that seeing a white knight rescue a girl but i think it could have just been better.

Flower of Evil is also another Wow K drama a bit dark and emotional, Loved seeing two actors reunite after being a long time working together, Lee Joon Gi and Moon Chae Won reunite from Criminal Minds KR. This time they play a married couple with a daughter who is adorable. I havent seen all the episodes but from what i watched it drew me in seeing Joon Gi and Chae Won reunite in a different role was fresh and it was obvious they still have that chem from when they worked on Criminal Minds to come into a new type of role this time not co workers but as a married couple fit with them.

Tales of the Nine-Tailed is an interesting Korean Fantasy drama, Lee Dong Wook is such a hottie and that red brown hair and his good looks drew me in. He plays Lee Yeon a nin fox tail/ and former guardian mountain spirit who works for the Afterlife Immigration Office, kinda a supernatural hunter of sorts has been living for years also trying to find his reincarnated love Ah-Eum who is reborn as a tv Director Nam Ji-Ha when they find each other its a not so happy love story when a creepy evil creature is using Ji- Ha's body as a vessel but the Imoogi wants Yeon body it wants the power and overall body which Yeon battled for but finally killing both him and it only to leave behind Ji-Ha and his brother to grieve hard that they both go to see the fortune-teller/afterlife judge who is in charge of reincarnations. Lee Rang who is Yeons brother offers himself to bring Yeon back this time Yeon cant bring Rang back so its pretty much a sacrifice he offers knowing that when Rang leaves he leaves the ones that loved him. It was sad to see Rang go he was such a finny a feisty angry bro but got soft after yeon died. When Yeon came back he came back as a mortal or so he said, the last episode ending shows him having his powers back and his sword some theres something to that and the show got 2 more seasons but Ji-Ah wont be in it, its goinna go back to Yeon past before finding love.

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Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x female reader

Genre: angst, some scattered fluff, established relationship, soulmate!au (where you can see colour from the moment you meet your soulmate).

5.96k words

Warnings: brief mention of alcohol consumption, [spoilers: unmentioned illness (however, I allude to Lymphoma [a type of cancer] that has spread to other areas), major character death.]

There are countless tales of the lengths people go to when finding their soulmate, yet significantly fewer of the aftermath. You thought your life began when fate led you to your soulmate, but why does it feel like it’s ending all of a sudden?

Alternatively, not all wishes come true. Even when Jungkook tries to convince you otherwise.

A/N: This piece is likely going to be my last longer one for a while as I’m returning back to school for my winter semester. Expect my updates to be significantly more sparse than they have been for the past few weeks. Other than that, I’m so glad I began to post my writings online. It’s still bizarre to me that actual people are reading them?? If you enjoy (or have constructive criticism for) any of my pieces, please, never be shy to let me know!! I absolutely adore hearing your opinion on what I’ve created. With that said, gosh, I cried while doing my research to write this one.

If you are looking for a cute, fluffy soulmate!au, this may not be a suitable fic for you. Yes, there are some fluffy moments, but it overall contains heavy themes that may be triggering to some. If you’re looking for a fluffy soulmate!Jungkook drabble, the first portion of 1k words contains no angst, along with the three italicized sections.

•• Your soulmate. Soulmate. Even the word sounded magical; a mate bound to your soul.

Growing up, you were the cliché little girl who would endlessly dream about seeing colour for the first time at the instant your eyes locked with a certain someone across the room. Just imagining some above force drawing you to them sounded magical.

And, to a certain extent, it did happen that way when you met yours.

Not-exactly in the storybook-way you pictured, but you felt strangely drawn to a particular boy back in your second year of university. Your childhood friend, Chaeyoung, had convinced you to attend some end-of-semester party on campus. To be fair, that's where you met your other closest friend to this day.

The boy was sat on a couch, looking uninterested and unimpressed by the events happening around him. Chaeyoung, as much as you love her, had run off with another one of her classmates, leaving you floundering in the pool of sweaty bodies and loud music. So, you made your way to the sofa and sat next to the expressionless boy, who you came to know as Yeosang.

You didn't expect him to begin talking to you with the blank gaze he was displaying prior to you taking a seat, but you're happy it turned out that way. After that party, Yeosang joined your duo with Chaeyoung; the three of you would come to have plenty of fun together.

Though, it was at that same party where you also met Jungkook.

After chatting with Yeosang for who knows how long, your small bladder eventually needed relief from the few drinks you had. You excused yourself and wandered around the unfamiliar house in search of a bathroom. It was a large space with multiple floors, perhaps belonging to one of your campus fraternities, but you found yourself walking like you knew exactly where to go.

You ended up upstairs, where it was significantly more quiet than the bustling main floor. Only a few scattered couples kissing in the hallways or leading another to someone's bedroom crossed your path.

You managed to find a vacant washroom, much to your delight. But upon opening the bathroom door after you had finished, you were met with a handsome—albeit unfamiliar—face.

And also with a flood of colour for the first time in your life.

You and the stranger were both dumbfounded for a moment. It was only until he broke the silence and said, "Look, you don't know how happy I am to have found you, but I really, really, need to pee. So, if you don't mind–"

Those were the first words that Jungkook had spoken to you.

And in that instant, despite the slightly awkward, non-picture-perfect meeting, you were nothing less than smitten from that day forth.

Things between you and Jungkook went swimmingly after your first introductions. You two were soulmates; after all, it was only natural to get along. You had more in common with the boy than you would have guessed.

Your first couple of dates were much better than anything you had imagined them to be. Despite the cheesiness of a dinner and a movie for your first date or the loudness of your second arcade date, you were already looking forward to spending a future with Jungkook.

The first time he kissed you was like nothing else you've ever felt. Fireworks were an understatement. It was like all the stars in the universe had aligned perfectly, and all you could see were each and every constellation in Jungkook's eyes the moment he pulled away.

You were far beyond smitten at that point.

But what you didn't expect upon meeting Jungkook was how your vision would be impacted so greatly. Yes, you had heard about how wonderful a world of colour was, and yes, that was one of the things you had been looking forward to upon finding your soulmate; however, you could never have imagined just how vibrant the world really was.

You knew you were lucky to find your soulmate in your twenties. There were too many people who went countless years or even their whole lives without finding theirs, and you happened to meet yours only after a couple of decades into your life. It made you excited to spend the rest of your time by Jungkook's side. It would be a future where both of you would admire the process of the sky: shifting its palette in the evening to paint the clouds in an awe-inspiring gradient. Or seeing the luscious ruby-red strawberries adorning his favourite cake on each of his birthdays as the years passed together. Seeing the swirling brown of his irises, too, was one of your favourite sights after being able to see colour.

Your life became nothing short of a rainbow. Every day felt magical being with Jungkook; being with your soulmate.

Before you knew it, you celebrated your first year together. Then two. Then a few more until you both graduated from university. You eventually found a little apartment to call home at around the same time; it made sense to move in together. Previously, both of you had roommates during your schooling years. Although now, living together only seemed natural when you knew you'd eventually get married one day.

And living with Jungkook was nothing but natural.

Waking up next to your boyfriend was better than you could have imagined. Seeing his cute, groggy face puffy with sleep was the most endearing thing to you, and he thought the exact same way when he'd wake before you on the rare occasion.

It was like a little insight into how the rest of your life would be.

Your heart would uncontrollably flutter every time Jungkook would approach you from behind and gently wrap his arms around your torso as you worked at the stove. Or the way he'd sometimes comb your damp hair after a shower, making sure to pepper little kisses to your neck or cheek in the process. Your heart had never felt so full until Jungkook had unexpectedly made his way into your life.

And you're forever elated that he did.

•

"Which one do you think looks better on me?" Chaeyoung held up two shirts to her torso.

You examined both pieces and felt the fabric before saying, "I think I prefer the red one," referring to the shirt on the left.

You and your two best friends were spending a sunny day off just wandering around the streets downtown. It was your chance to explore the little cafes you would keep driving by or window-shopping at the cute boutiques you'd see. Chaeyoung had dragged you and Yeosang into one of the stores when a mannequin's outfit in the display case caught her eye.

"No, I think the blue one is nicer," Yeosang interjected as he pointed to the second option.

You hummed, reconsidering your answer, "Actually, yeah, you're right. I think you should get the blue one."

Chaeyoung inspected both tops once more, "Okay, blue it is."

The three of you walked to the cashier for the girl to make her purchase, leaving the store shortly after to continue on your way.

"You're both so lucky to have found your soulmates already," she beamed at the two of you as you passed by another shop.

"You'll find yours eventually, Chae," Yeosang added. "Seeing colour for the first time will blow your mind."

You only nodded in agreement and returned their smiles.

Your stomach had been feeling slightly off since this morning, but you ignored the feeling in pursuit of seeing your friends for the first time in a while. Yet now, the unsettling feeling seemed to be growing stronger.

"Hey, guys," you rubbed the back of your neck, "I'm not feeling too well all of a sudden. I think I might be coming down with something. I'm sorry to ditch you so early, but I should head home."

"Do you want a ride back?" Yeosang offered, being the only of the three of you to have a car.

"No, it's okay. The bus runs pretty frequently. I don't want to bother you."

You waved goodbye before either of them had a chance to protest and began walking to the nearest bus stop.

You weren't necessarily feeling sick; that was a lie. Or, rather, you suddenly felt like you had been struck by a tsunami. An overwhelming sensation of swirling nauseousness and anxiety began brewing beneath your skin. You clasped your hands together to prevent them from visibly shaking once you'd taken a seat on the bus.

You were uncertain of what was happening to you so suddenly.

However, you did know that that shirt looked awfully grey, not blue.

Now that you think of it, the sky above you appeared duller too.

•

"Hey, Guk, come look at this!"

Jungkook followed the sound of your voice and turned down the neighbouring aisle, only to see you holding up a folded square of checkered material.

"It's on clearance, too!" you said with excitement.

Your boyfriend stepped closer to you and took the blanket into his hands. "What is it?"

"What do you mean, 'What is it?' It's a picnic blanket, you goof," you took the square and flipped it over to see the image on the cardboard package of how it would look unfolded. "I've always thought the idea of those picnic dates is adorable. Cheesy, but adorable."

Jungkook admired your smile as you continued to read the supposed 'features' of the blanket.

"It's got a water-resistant bottom all while the top is a thick and soft flannel. It's also apparently easily foldable with a carrying strap." You continued to scan the list of details, "And look, it's machine washable! I think it's a good one." You turned your attention to the boy stood next to you, "What do you think?"

Jungkook wouldn't have been able to wipe the adoring smile off his face no matter how hard he tried.

"You're so cute," he mumbled and pulled you into a hug in the middle of the store.

"That's nice," your voice was muffled against Jungkook's chest, "but what do you think of the blanket?" You wiggled your arm free from his hold to display the picnic blanket once more, examining his face for his reaction.

Jungkook felt the fabric before saying, “It's soft. Yeah, I think it's a good one.”

“'It's soft,'” you repeated his statement. "That's all you have to say about it?"

"I can't say I'm a connoisseur of picnic blankets or anything, my love."

"Well, neither am I, but I'm sure I can think of more adjectives to describe it other than 'it's soft.'"

The boy encouraged you to come up with some.

"For starters, look how colourful it is! It's like a plaid rainbow in a fun little bundle."

Your words made Jungkook laugh, causing you to giggle too.

"Okay," you admitted, "maybe I'm no picnic blanket connoisseur either."

Jungkook admired your rosy cheeks from laughing. "Let's buy it," he said. "Going on picnics with you sounds like fun." He pulled you close once more, "Actually, anything as long as I'm with you sounds like fun."

“Does that mean you’ll sleepover tonight?”

The boy pretended like it was some philosophical question before breaking out into a smile, “Yeah, I’ll sleepover tonight.”

•

You did your best to keep that instance of a colourless sky and grey shirt to yourself for days. When Yeosang and Chaeyoung texted you later that day to check on you, you told them you felt better after having a nap.

And it was true, but not the full truth.

You blamed what you saw on a lack of sleep. It was just your tired eyes playing tricks on you; it had to have been. That previous night, you and Jungkook had gotten distracted by watching a few episodes of a show together, not realizing how late it had become.

So, when you went to lie down upon returning to your apartment that afternoon, you silently prayed that when you'd wake, you'd be able to see a complete colour spectrum once more.

It only broke your heart when that wasn't the case.

You crumpled onto the floor after staring up at the monochromatic sky extending above you; not an ounce of blue could be found between the clouds, nor all the way to the horizon.

You were dreading talking with Jungkook about it.

The day you first were able to see in colour when you met him, never did you anticipate that one day they would begin to fade.

Could you have rushed into things too quickly? Did you love him more than he loves you?

Has he fallen out of love with you?

Regardless of the possibility, seeing the colours begin to disappear couldn't have meant anything good.

That's when you'd decided to hide it from anyone, especially from the boy you loved with nothing less than your full heart and entire being.

Perhaps feigning ignorance could make the hue return. At the least, it was wishful thinking.

When Jungkook returned home that evening, you pretended like nothing was wrong. When he'd asked about your outings with your best friends, you'd said how nice it was to see them again.

You even showed him the nail polish you bought for him when the other week he said how he was interested in trying some for himself; after seeing your nails decorated so prettily.

Despite the name of the bottle's shade reading Ebony Midnight, you found yourself doubting the colour. You second-guessed if it actually was black like you intended or some confusing and ambiguous tint of navy blue.

Jungkook kissed your cheek and told you how excited he was for the upcoming weekend when you'd have the time to paint his nails for him.

Yet, a few days later—on both of your days off—when your boyfriend came up to you with the nail polish bottle in hand, you found yourself brimming with tears uncontrollably.

"Hey, hey, what's wrong, love?"

You stepped back from Jungkook's advancement towards you.

"(Y/N)?"

His eyes held nothing but concern for you, and yet you still doubted his authenticity.

"Jungkook," you whispered, "what colour is that nail polish?"

The boy examined the small glass bottle. "It's black," he said like it was an obvious fact. He looked at it closer. "Wait, no, it almost looks dark blue in certain lighting."

All of the oxygen depleted from your lungs. You clasped your hand around your mouth as you wept, your eyes clamping shut both in frustration and in fear.

You felt Jungkook's arms wrap around you, pulling you into his chest and gently rubbing your back.

"Please," his voice was small, "can you tell me what's wrong? If it's because you got blue when I asked for black, that's not a big deal, love. I'm so happy you remembered when I told you about it. And I still want to use it! I could barely tell when I looked at it–"

"I can't see blue anymore."

Jungkook halted his ministrations on your back, tensing at your words.

"And I'm afraid to know what it means," you continued, struggling to find your words. "Do you not love me anymore? Am I not really your soulmate?"

Your boyfriend pulled away slightly so he could look at your face properly; tear-stained and all. "(Y/N), please. I love you more than anything in this world. Never forget that." He brushed away a stray tear falling down your cheek.

"Then why are my colours fading? I've never heard of that happening before..." You furrowed your eyebrows in thought. Another reason suddenly popped into your head. "Unless–"

You didn't let yourself finish that sentence. Your eyes met Jungkook's only to find his expression had become more solemn.

"No," you whispered. "Please, no. Don't tell me– I-It can't be–"

Jungkook said nothing and pulled you back closer to him. You squeezed the boy so tightly, sobs shaking your body. He hugged you back as he silently began to cry.

"Could we not talk about it right now?" his voice was quiet. "We're still doing some tests to rule out what it could be, so I don't have much information for you."

You nodded your head.

The two of you stayed in each other's embrace. Jungkook swayed your bodies slightly: a gentle rocking motion to help calm you down.

"Can you still paint my nails today?"

You forced a smile on your face over the tears that had spilled and were threatening to continue. "Of course."

You took Jungkook's hand and made your way to the couch, swallowing nausea from the information with which you'd just been burdened. While it was vague, it was heavy, nonetheless.

That night, you were having difficulties falling asleep. Jungkook kept tossing and turning by your side; he'd kick and move the blanket around too.

"Hey," you whispered, finding his shoulder in the darkness. "Are you okay?"

Jungkook sighed and brought his hand on top of yours, "I'm really warm. Too warm."

You could feel the clamminess of his hand.

"And I keep feeling itchy," he added. "The blanket isn't helping—it's making me warm and itchy and–"

"Okay, okay," you soothed him before he'd become too frustrated. You sat up and removed the duvet from his body. "Do you think a cool shower would help?"

There was silence while Jungkook thought. He rubbed his tired eyes and replied, "I can try," before standing from the bed.

"Hey," you grabbed his hand before he could walk away, "I love you."

"I love you too."

You heard the smile in his voice.

"Now, get some sleep, beautiful," Jungkook leant down to place one kiss on your forehead, then one to your lips.

You listened to the sound of your boyfriend's footsteps receding from your bedroom. Shortly after, the faucet came to life, and finally, the sound of the shower curtain dragged closed.

What you didn't hear was Jungkook allowing himself to cry in the shower.

•

The weather had been stormier lately.

Jungkook was waiting to surprise you with an adorable, little picnic to celebrate your university graduation; however, the weather had other plans.

There were some days where he'd check the weather forecast multiple times to see if there would be an upcoming opportunity to see clear skies and sunshine.

But every time, he was met with that dull, grey rain symbol on his phone.

Jungkook had had enough. Screw the weather, he thought, we'll have this goddamn picnic if it's the last thing I do; indoors if we must.

You were sleeping in on the day after your last exam. It gave your boyfriend the optimal chance to set up your living room with the checkered blanket and wicker basket after running out quickly to get some flowers. The boy had an artistic eye. After pushing aside some of the remaining cardboard boxes from the move, he was proud of the final arrangement of breakfast foods and the occasional tasteful scattered petal on the blanket. He even took advantage of some of the smaller pillows from the couch to make the set-up even cozier.

Jungkook began to anticipate your reaction, growing gradually more excited. He carefully made his way to your shared bedroom to wake you from your peaceful slumber.

"(Y/N)," he cooed, brushing away some stray hairs that fell onto your face while you slept.

You hummed at the feeling of his touch, slowly adjusting to the light seeping through the curtains. Once your eyes finally opened, you were met with Jungkook's affectionate gaze at you.

"Good morning, my beautiful love," he leant down to peck you.

"Gross!" you pushed him away, jokingly. "You're not allowed to kiss me until I've brushed my teeth." You sat up with a playful grin on your face. You lifted your arms, "Carry me?"

Jungkook chuckled as he stood from the bed, "Oh, so you call me gross, but now you want me to carry you to the bathroom?"

Despite his words, the boy moved in to wrap his arms around your torso, effectively picking you up.

"No, I wasn't calling you gross," you said as he brought you to the washroom, "it was the act of kissing me with my yucky morning breath. That was gross."

Jungkook placed you down once you were in the room. His arms never left your sides.

"I don't suppose you're going to ask if I can brush your teeth for you too, are you?"

You picked up your toothbrush, wetting the bristles and adding some toothpaste, "So sassy today, Guk," and began brushing your teeth.

The boy only smiled, wrapping his arms around you once again and squeezing your smaller frame in his strong embrace.

Once you finished washing up, Jungkook told you to close your eyes as he pulled you into the living room, bursting with excitement.

"Promise me you won't make me run into the couch or a wall or box or something," you mumbled as he pulled on your free hand; your other one was covering your eyes.

Jungkook giggled but complied with your promise.

Eventually, you felt him stop in front of you, making sure you wouldn't crash into his back. Beneath your feet, you felt the cold wooden floor of your living room.

"You can open them now," he muttered into your ear along with a gentle kiss.

And when you did, you saw the beautiful arrangement of treats and flowers all sat upon the old picnic blanket, surrounded by the final few boxes you'd yet to unpack. It was the same blanket you bought before you moved in together when you claimed that you'd love to go on a picnic date with him one day.

When you made that purchase, never would you have guessed that its first use would be in your newly-shared apartment inside on a rainy day.

"What's all this for?" you felt strangely emotional at the sentiment.

"It's for you, (Y/N)," he pulled you into his arms once more. "Happy graduation. I'm so proud of you."

Jungkook leaned down to kiss you properly for the first time that morning. His thumb traced the shell of your ear as he smiled into the kiss, feeling the way one of your hands clasped the back of his shirt while your other one threaded through his hair.

"You're incredible, Jungkook," you whispered as you broke from the kiss. "I love you so much."

"I love you too," he returned the sentiment and gave you another quick kiss. He took your hand and led you onto the blanket where you sat side-by-side.

"You know," you began as he mixed around the assorted fruits he chopped up earlier, "if we had a dog like you said you wanted, all this food wouldn't have been able to be left out on the floor."

Jungkook stopped fiddling with the fruit salad as he processed your words. "I still want a dog," he said simply and continued to stir. "But you're right. It would be a lot more challenging," he fed you a strawberry, "like having a baby."

"Dogs are like big babies," you chimed-in with a smile.

The two of you continued to snack while sat on the blanket. Small conversations and giggles were all that could be heard within the walls of your apartment. The atmosphere was significantly brighter than the downpour that continued outside.

"Do you think we'll see a rainbow today?" Jungkook asked as you both were now leaning against the base of the couch.

You were still clad in your pyjamas and him in his leisurewear.

"Maybe, if this rain ever stops," you replied. "Maybe if the sun shows itself."

"Maybe."

Jungkook brought the back of your hand to his lips, then laced his fingers between yours while the two of you continued to watch the rain.

•

"Do you have any nail polish remover?"

You heard Jungkook's footsteps approaching you in your bedroom, looking up to see his figure appearing in the doorway.

"Are you tired of how it looks already?" you smiled gently at him.

The boy shook his head. "Actually, I'm not allowed to have painted nails for tomorrow when I go to the hospital."

Your smile faded. "Oh, right. T-that's right. Um..." you got off the bed and trekked to the bathroom with Jungkook in tow. You opened the cabinet beneath the sink to find the little bottle. "Here you go. I have some cotton balls too to use with it. Do you need help with this too?"

"No, I should be able to do it myself."

"Okay," your hand found its way onto Jungkook's back, your thumb rubbed his shoulder. "Make sure you do it in a well-ventilated area."

"Thank you," he smiled.

Yet, you could tell his expression was only fleeting.

You were afraid. No, you were petrified of what tomorrow would bring.

Jungkook had been going through more testing lately, although you were still in the dark from it all. He kept giving you the same statements: "We're still figuring out what it could be," or "We're still not sure yet."

They were all just different versions of "I don't want to tell you because I don't want to worry you."

You still worried regardless.

You and Jungkook stood by the front door where you hugged him before he left for his recurrent hospital visit.

"Maybe you could paint my nails again when I come home tonight," he suggested, inhaling the scent of your shampoo for his memory as he held you in his embrace.

"Maybe," you replied, trying to keep your voice steady.

Before you knew it, Jungkook was once again out the door.

It was only when you were alone that you'd let yourself cry. You knew you needed to stay strong for his sake. Being on the receiving end of a life-threatening disease was hard enough; you didn't want to make his experience any more challenging. Although, you still didn't know for sure if that's what it was.

Jungkook exited his car once he arrived at the familiar tall building. He stepped into the elevator and pressed the familiar button, and eventually turned left down the familiar hallway to the waiting room.

He was shortly after ushered into his doctor's office, taking a seat in the squeaky and uncomfortable and all-too-familiar grey chair.

His doctor soon after entered the room.

"How are you feeling today, Jungkook?" she greeted him with a gentle voice, taking a seat in front of her desk in the corner of the room.

"My headaches are becoming more frequent," he began. "I also haven't had much of an appetite either, and sometimes, it's difficult to breathe," he stated with furrowed eyebrows. "I've overall felt more tired lately. That might be the biggest thing—my lack of energy."

Dr. Kim hummed and jotted down some notes. "Have you told your soulmate anything yet?"

Jungkook shook his head, "No, I try not to. I don't want to stress her."

The doctor sat upright once again, finishing her writings. "You may want to reconsider that choice," she cleared her throat. "Your cells haven't been responding to the antibiotics as we'd like them to. Perhaps, if we had caught it sooner–"

"But we didn't." Jungkook's voice was firm. "We didn't, and this is my life now. We try, and we fail, and we repeat the cycle over and over." He took a deep breath. "As soon as you told me the diagnosis, I suspected I wouldn't make it for much longer. I suspected that I wouldn't get to live the future that I've dreamt of." His features softened as you entered his mind. "The future that I've wished for." Jungkook paused, then considered, "Can I spend my final days—however long I have—with my soulmate?"

Dr. Kim's eyes remained on Jungkook's. "Are you certain? Because there's another procedure we could try. It would require you to stay here in the hospital, and there would be risks associated with it due to the stage you're in, but it's the last one we can offer you."

"I'm sure." The boy didn't hesitate. "I'm positive. I just want to be with her," he felt himself tearing up. "She already knows that something is wrong. I don't want to tell her that my MRI is practically all made up of black-voids." Jungkook bitterly wiped away the tear that fell, "She's losing her colours. She knows I'm dying."

"So you'd like to spend the rest of your time at home with her?" Dr. Kim clarified.

"More than anything."

•

"Surprise!"

Jungkook's hands lifted from your eyes.

"What's all of this?" you asked with a smile.

"For you, silly."

You giggled, looking between the array of treats displayed on the picnic blanket and your beautiful boyfriend. "I kind of figured that, Guk. But why?"

"Do I need a reason to treat you, my love?" Jungkook pulled you close to him, "I felt bad about the last time when we were stuck inside from the rain. I wanted to try again, properly, this time."

"But do you see all of this?" You gestured to the container next to you, "We couldn't finish everything you prepared last time, but you still got a cake for today! Do you expect the two of us to eat an entire cake along with everything else you've packed?"

The boy chuckled, "Come on, (Y/N), it's not that big of a cake. I'm sure we can finish it all no problem." He popped open the plastic container, eager to taste it. "And if not, then we'll have some to eat for tomorrow."

His logic was reasonable, you considered.

Jungkook picked up a fork and dug it into the side of the strawberry cake, only to bring the utensil up to your lips to give you the first bite.

"How is it?" your boyfriend asked, trying to gauge your expression as you chewed.

"Absolutely delicious," was your muffled response.

Jungkook reached up to wipe off the speck of whipped cream from the corner of your mouth before feeding himself a forkful.

"It is delicious!" he said with delight as the strawberry flavour danced across his tastebuds. "I may not know how to make a cake, but I sure know how to pick a good one."

"Ah, yes, picking good cakes is a valuable life skill to have," you playfully teased, admiring the way Jungkook continued to inhale more of the dessert.

The two of you laid back on the blanket after working your way through some of the treats (and about half of the cake; it was more than you anticipated you two would be able to finish in one sitting). Your head was resting on Jungkook's chest while he played with the ends of your hair as the two of you admired the heavens.

The sky was immaculately blue with picture-perfect white fluffy clouds decorating it. Jungkook was getting nervous when he woke up to rain that morning, knowing he had all of the preparations ready for the picnic. But now, the post-rain summer afternoon left a comfortable temperature with the sun high in the sky, warming the grass and gradually working its way to kiss the horizon.

"Hey, (Y/N)?"

You glanced upwards from your position on Jungkook's upper body.

His eyes remained fixated on the sky as he asked softly, "Would you like to get married?"

The grin on your face was immediate at hearing his question. "Without a doubt, yes."

Jungkook beamed back at you and hugged you tightly, kissing the top of your head.

"This isn't a proposal because I don't have the ring yet," he muttered into your hair, "but you already make me the happiest man alive. I can only imagine how incredible our future will be, (Y/N)." You felt him squeeze you slightly tighter. "There's nothing more that I want than to grow old with you by my side."

You felt yourself getting emotional at his words. "When the time comes that you do propose, know that it's already a yes." You propped yourself up so you could move to meet Jungkook's mouth with your own, caressing the side of his face while his hand continued to fiddle with your hair.

Jungkook grinned into the kiss. In all the years he's spent kissing you, the act never failed to pull butterflies from his chest.

You eventually pulled away only to see the light pink dusting across your boyfriend's cheeks with matching rosy lips. You could spend all day admiring him, and he, likewise, could do the same with watching you.

You once again nuzzled into his side with an arm around his torso, returning your gaze to the sky. It was beginning to shift into a radiant, golden-colour the lower the sun fell; the clouds reflected the light, displaying a gentle wash of coral-pink.

You're forever grateful for all of the dazzling colours which Jungkook brought into your life.

Goosebumps tingled throughout your body at the way the boy so gently grazed his fingers along your arm. The outside air was growing chillier with the depleting sunlight, yet being pressed against Jungkook supplied you with enough warmth to stay comfortable.

"Hey, look over there," your boyfriend indicated to your left. "Do you see that?"

You lifted your gaze to above where he was pointing.

•

There was a rainbow in the sky on the day that Jungkook died.

You received the dreadful phone call from the hospital early that afternoon. You thought he'd only stepped out for his usual testing. You had been admiring the way the sun finally broke through the dense rain clouds as you were waiting for his return home.

However, minutes before your phone rang, your whole world drained of colour. It was the difference between one blink. One split-second; one moment. You could see the golden sunbeams as they danced down to the concrete below, and then, suddenly, you couldn't. Everything became a varying shade of the asphalt; every hue vanished in that instant.

It was only a few weeks after you painted his nails for the first and last time. Of course, there was no way you'd have known it was the last time then.

Your heart tore into two at thinking how much pain Jungkook must have experienced near the end. He never once complained to you about any of it; he never told you what was wrong. You only found out afterwards from his doctor over the phone.

You nearly missed the sight of the rainbow after you set your phone down: the arc extended above the city in its monochromatic glory in the equally colourless sky.

You could recall the different hues that would make up the once pretty sight.

"You should make a wish, (Y/N)!"

"Make a wish on a rainbow?"

"You've never heard of that before?"

You pulled your eyes from the sight in the sky to your boyfriend's face, "No, never."

"Then today shall be your first."

"Hm, well, alright, Guk."

You sat up on the picnic blanket and clasped your hands together, pressing your eyes shut as you reiterated your wish in your head. Upon opening your eyes once you finished, you were blessed with Jungkook's delicate features gazing at you.

You brushed away some of his hair that fell into his eyes.

"What did you wish for, my love?" Jungkook whispered, leaning into your touch.

You exchanged his glance, admiring his beautiful brown eyes smiling at you, and inched closer so you could kiss him.

But now, you kind of hated rainbows.

"I wished to spend a lifetime with you."

They reminded you of your wishes that would, now, never come true.

"I wished for the exact same thing."

••

[miyaoniku]

secret keeper [oikawa x female y/n] [soulmate!au] pt. 1

[author: chae]

a/n: hi guys c: i’m not going to lie, i forgot that i even wrote this for a fat month. it’s going to be a spin-off to the mafia au that was posted just before this was. that mafia au was the entire reason why clowe and i decided to start this blog, and this is just the start of a long project that i just randomly decided to start and hopefully will stick with until the end. as of me posting this, i do not have a solid premise of the story and i do not know where i’m going with this, so everyone is in for surprises. this is the first multi-part story i’m posting online, so hopefully that will give me the drive to see this until the end. hopefully, you’ll join me on this enigma of a ride :) (btw this is unedited like all of the stuff i write)

~*~

“some things are better left unsaid.”

[soulmate!au] [mafia!au] [oikawa x fem!reader]

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Everyone has their own darkest secret. It’s something they would keep to themselves, never to be shared with the world. Depending on how dark the secret is, one wouldn’t even share it with their soulmate. 

However, there exists a soulmate bond that is dangerous on both ends. This rare type of soulmate bond allows both parties to see each others’ darkest secret when their eyes first meet. Studies done by notable soulmate researchers have shown that this specific bond only occurs in about one pair out of a hundred soulmate pairs, a mere one percent.

Even with this low percentage, Oikawa Tooru had never made proper eye contact with strangers. He knew that he didn’t have a visible bond such as a red string or a timer, so he knew that his bond had to be something intangible. 

Whenever he needed to get something, he always wore the darkest shade of sunglasses he owned so he would never have direct eye contact with someone. That way, there is a barrier between him and the person he’s talking to. He may be able to see their eyes, but they can never see his, so the “secret exchange” wouldn’t happen. The only people he does make direct eye contact with are the people he knows aren’t his soulmate, as he had made eye contact with them prior to learning about that soulmate bond and hadn’t had visions of their secret. 

Oikawa had managed to avoid direct eye contact for years. Ever since he found out about that bond, he successfully dodged the eyes of anyone new that he came across. Everything was going fine, until he ran out of milk bread.

It was an hour to midnight when he realized that he ran out of his favorite comfort food. He was alone tonight; everyone he lived with was out doing their own things, preparing for what they would have to do the following week. And so, that left him to get his precious milk bread by himself. He had to ditch the sunglasses because he wouldn’t be able to see while he walked to the convenience store, so he settled on a pair of fake glasses instead. Even if they did nothing to protect him from eye contact, it still gave him a sense of security. He wasn’t too worried about making eye contact with the cashier because he knew she had already found her soulmate, as he determined by the tattoo on her left wrist that last time he went. 

Coincidentally, you were also going to the convenience store to buy milk bread. You wanted to have it for breakfast the next morning, so you decided to buy it now instead of later. You wrapped a scarf around your neck before stepping out of your home. 

The sound of footsteps trailed behind you as you walked to the store. Your breath was visible during the cold winter night, so you pulled your scarf up higher. A cold breeze swept past you, which made you shiver. You blew on your hands and rubbed them together to generate heat. 

Because you were so focused on this, you hadn’t realized someone turning the corner. The two of you bumped into each other, and his glasses fell on the ground. 

“I’m so sorry.” you said as you knelt down to pick up the glasses.

“N-no, it’s alright-” he said, as he also knelt down to pick up his glasses, only to bump heads with you. 

During that brief moment, you had met his dark brown eyes, slightly illuminated by the lights seeping out of the convenience store window. 

Your vision turned white before forming into scenes. In those scenes, a boy no older than 19 stood in front of a counter. He dropped an item in a small tray before the man on the other side slid him an envelope. The scene faded to white again, and brought you back to reality. Sitting across from you on the pavement was the man you bumped into. His hair was the same color as his eyes, and was swept outward, slightly messy from the breeze that blew past. He wore a cream turtleneck sweater and black slacks under his long, black coat, a plastic bag in his hand. Normally, you would admire someone with good looks like him, but this was a different case.

The two of you were soulmates, and the looks of horror on both of your faces were slowly starting to become more evident.

“Y-you’re...” your words were caught in the back of your throat, desperately trying to escape. You couldn’t tear your eyes away from his. The look in his eyes was something unreadable to you. You were too focused on his eyes that you didn’t notice the way his Adam’s apple moved when he swallowed.

Oikawa had regained his composure before you. He stood up, patting himself off and stuffing his glasses into his coat pocket. He sighed, his breath visibly disappearing into the night sky. Milk bread in hand, he turned around before speaking speaking again.

“We need to talk.”

[angelsswirl]

Been Through

Chapter 2: Did the heartbreak change me

Notes: Hi, this story has been completed since I last posted on here. Sorry that I haven't been keeping up with posting on here but I wasn't aware people were reading it. But nevermind that. Here is the next chapter. PS. I'm on mobile so it's ugly.

Don't show up, don't come out. Don't start caring about me now. Walk away, you know how.

Lily poked at the bag of fish with a curiously sticky finger. You had told her to stop, lest she stress out the fish, but telling a four year old to do anything only yielded a 45% positive result.

You were barely in the house 10 minutes before your phone rung. You made the mistake of answering without looking at the caller ID.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Y/N." Rosé's voice is soft, a lot less accusatory than Jennie's was. That was something you greatly appreciated.

"Hi, Chae."

There was a pause on the other end. Then, Chaeyoung started to frantically whisper something to someone else. You raised an eyebrow, but before you could question anything, she spoke to you again.

"Let's meet up for coffee."

You feel as those you don't really have a choice, "That sounds...nice."

Lily is happy to spend some time with her babysitter, while you go out. You assumed she's a bit tired of just you all the time. And surprisingly, that doesn't make you feel bad.

The coffee shop is some out of the way hole in the wall. You're not sure how Rosé found it, but you're glad she did.

You laughed as your companion sat down in front of you. The four years hadn't changed much of anything, other than maybe her hair.

"Why are you laughing at me? Do I have something on my face?" She's wearing a mask, so even if she did, you wouldn't be able to tell.

"No. It's just funny to see you without your gaggle of managers, and screaming fans."

Rosé hummed and took a sip of the coffee you had ordered for her.

"Yeah, we've been let off the leash so to speak. It's great."

You nodded, then frowned.

"So, Jennie told you."

"Told me what? That I have a niece that I knew nothing about?" Chaeyoung doesn't seem mad, maybe a tad disappointed but she does well to keep it off of her face.

"...Yeah. Did she tell anyone else?" You're trying to be subtle, but you've never been very good at that.

"You mean did she tell Lisa? I'm sure she overheard. Jennie doesn't whisper." Chaeyoung shrugged.

"I'm so sorry. I didn't mean for any of this to happen. I wanted to stay, I really did, but then I found out I was pregnant and I didn't want to ruin anyone's career with the inevitable scandal that would have been. So I left." Your hands wrung in your lap.

"I'm not the one you should be apologizing to."

"I already told Jennie-"

"I'm not talking about her."

"Then who?"

"Her." Chaeyoung pointed to behind you, toward the entrance of the cafe.

Lisa stood there, searching the place for Rosé probably.

"Why did you invite her?" You snarled.

"I didn't. She follows me around. But she's here and you might as well say what you need to say."

"I don't have anything to say."

Lisa spotted Chaeyoung and started to bound over to your table.

"Well then, you have three seconds to come up with something. I don't think she saw you, but she saw me and that's more than enough for her."

You rolled your eyes and flopped back into the booth.

"Chae! Why'd you leave me alone with-"  Lisa's breath caught in her throat. Cutting off her sentence. Her eyes were stuck on you like she had seen a ghost. And maybe, she had.

"Hi, Lisa. You can sit if you want." You said. Only looking halfway up her face.

Lisa didn't move until Chaeyoung yanked her down into the seat.

"Y/N..."

"In the flesh." This was suddenly terribly awkward.

"Jennie said that you-but I didn't-Y/N?" Lisa seemed more confused than anything. Confusion you could deal with, anger you could deal with, but the underlying layer of sadness it seemed both Lisa and Jennie were harboring is what you couldn't handle. Or rather, didn't want to.

"I had to get away." Your eyes stay glued to the spot just left of Lisa's light brown hair.

"From me?"

You sighed heavily. Rosé was pretending not to listen if the sounds of Candy Crush coming from her phone was anything to go by.

"No."

You're not lying. You hadn't been running from Lisa. Not really.

"Then why'd you leave me-us. Why'd you leave us?"

Your brows knitted together, you figured by now it would have been obvious why you left. Was Jennie meeting your child not explanation enough?

"Jennie and I broke up. I went to a bar got piss drunk, pushed myself into an early heat, fucked you, then I ran back to Jennie out of guilt, fucked her. Found out I was pregnant like three weeks later. You expect me to stay after that?"

Lisa stayed silent. Rosé played Candy Crush faster. If that was even possible.

"Jennie had just gotten over the Kai thing. What were people going to think when I showed up pregnant and Dispatch or someone else did a little bit more digging? That would have ended bad for Jennie and even worse for me."

"And if she's not Jennie's?" Lisa nibbled at her bottom lip. Your eyes traced the movement with a scowl.

"Oh, you wanted a scandal too?"

Lisa rolled her eyes at that, "You do know, don't you?"

"The way you said that made me sound like a whore, but, yes I do know. Thank you for the concern." You blew out a breath before grabbing for your purse.

"Wait! That's it? You're not going to tell me?!"

"No. It won't change anything. Just because we're not in South Korea anymore, doesn't mean the same things won't happen. All four of you are still my friends, but...Lily doesn't need any of that confusion right now."

"Lily doesn't need that confusion or you don't?" You were wondering how long Rosé was going to stay quiet. You're proud of her for lasting as long as she did.

"I'll see you guys some other time." You stood up from the booth and made to leave.

"Can we at least see her? Hang out like we used to?"

Your face softened, and your shoulders hunched, "Of course you can. I'm mean, not evil."

Lisa chuckled at the inside joke, "Cool."

You turned toward the door once more.

"Y/N!"

You turned back around.

"You're going to have to unblock my number if you want to arrange that playdate."

You winced and nodded, "Sorry."

Lisa only smiled softly, "It's okay."

~~~

"You're going to a special type of Hell."

"What? Why?"

"Because you have the hots for your friend's ex-girlfriend."

Lisa scoffed, a bit too loudly, "I don't have the hots for Y/N."

"Do you think I'm stupid? You know what? Don't answer that. Anyway, all I know is that you like Y/N, and so does Jennie. Though, she's a bit too pissed to realize it at the moment."

Lisa crossed her arms, her eyes never left their spot on the door that you had just left through.

"I don't like her. Like that."

"Then why'd you sleep with her?" Rosé asked as she typed furiously. She was currently fielding questions from Jisoo on their whereabouts.

"That was four years ago. She was in heat. We were both drunk. It was pretty hard to fight my instincts."

"That's not the only thing that was hard." Rosé mumbled.

"Chae!"

"All I'm saying is drunken minds speak sober thoughts."

Lisa rolled her eyes at her company.

"Whatever."

[peachiekoo]

One Beep || JJK

“I think it’s unfair that we can’t do anything about what our heart want.”

⇢ Pairing: Jungkook x Reader ⇢ Genre: Angst; Fluff; Romance ⇢ Warning(s): Hints of divorce, slight flashbacks to dark past moments, denialism at certain points ⇢ Word Count: 2.04K ⇢ Posted: April 10, 2020 ⇢ A/n: Hey, so I made a fic based off of a show I’ve watched recently called “Love Alarm”. It has since became one of my favorite k-dramas! I’m extremely happy that this idea suddenly came to me. (I deadass don’t think I’ve ever been this hyped to write a fic) I hope you guys enjoy and also there might grammar mistakes which I sincerely apologize for!

Everything that happened was an accident actually.

Maybe everything would’ve been fine if you only went to class at least a good two minutes later. All of it could’ve been avoided if you weren’t trying to go run an errand for a friend. But then again, who knows?

It was a Monday morning at exactly 7:50 am when you got a text from one of your closest childhood friends, Chaeyoung.

[7:50 am] Chae🍊: bubs,, where r u??

[7:50 am] You: studying in the library

[7:52 am] You: why?

[8:01 am] Chae🍊: do you think you could drop off my paper to ms.eve? i left it in your bag

[8:01 am] You: rn?

[8:03 am] Chae🍊: I mean,,, I would appreciate if you did

[8:03 am] Chae🍊: <3

You sighed and rolled your eyes. Classic Chae move, you thought to yourself. You closed the book you had checked out beforehand as you neatly placed it in your bag before you looked for her paper.

Finally, finding the paper slightly wrinkled, you made your way to the exit. You decided to take the shorter way than the usual way since you wanted to quickly get back to studying again before heading towards your next class.

While walking, you were busying yourself with your phone. Looking at a few unread messages and scrolling on twitter before you heard a group of people discussing a new app. 

It wasn’t your intention to eavesdrop but something one of them mentioned was an app that could tell if someone had a crush on anyone in a 10-meter radius.

“Unbelievable,” you scoffed quietly.

You continued walking past them as you decided to search up about it when you were recommended an app, LoveBeep. You chuckled at it. Do people really believe this? From the app details it’s popular at the moment. Are people just that gullible.

You were so engrossed by the app that you didn’t even see the tall figure in front of you. “Sorry! I-” Your sentence stops in the tip of your tongue when you realize who it is. He reaches a hand out for you without even throwing a second glance at you.

It was Jeon Jungkook. You two were never once friends but you shared a few good past memories together as your mom used to babysit him every once in awhile growing up. Now he probably wants nothing to do with you.

You felt your heart race in anxiousness. You quickly grabbed his hand and pulled yourself up before dusting yourself off and heading towards the main reason you were on the floor anyways.

You suddenly stopped though. You turned on your heels before gently tapping him on the shoulders. He looked at you with an annoyed look shadowing over his face.

“I’m sorry.” you sputtered.

All you heard was an annoyed sigh before he faced all the way towards you. He glared down at you. You felt as if you were shrinking, both mentally and physically. You watch him softly chuckling before he turned his gaze back to you.

“I don’t want your dirty ass apology, Y/n. Your mom has already enough,” He spits. “Why are you apologizing for what your mom did? Did you have any part in it? You pity me don’t you.”

You took a few steps back unconsciously before he grabbed your arm and pulled you close. He placed his mouth over your ear. “The fact that you constantly try to fix your mom’s dirty deeds is annoying. She should be able to feel the pain that she’s given others.”

Your eyes water at that for yet, he wasn’t wrong. She did bad things, but that didn’t make her a bad person. You pushed the boy off of you with resentment in your gaze.

It was silent for a moment before your voice broke it. “You know nothing. Nothing at all. You think you got it all figured out don’t you,” you hissed. “Don’t you!” you raved.

You felt the burning tears sliding down your cheeks. “I’ve tried so hard to be generous to you. Do you think I wanted things to be like this? Do you think you’re the only going through things?” you declared. “Go to hell, Jeon!” you shouted before storming off.

Finally, dropping the papers off, you continued on with the rest of your day. Doing your very best to avoid the brown-haired boy at all costs.

It was a late night, you were bundled under your covers. You looked across the room to see a Chaeyoung peacefully asleep in her own bed. You sighed as you rolled into another position so you could finally go to sleep but it seemed nearly impossible no matter how hard you tried.

You looked over at your phone and you remembered that ridiculous app from earlier. You grabbed it from the nightstand before typing the name into the app store before downloading

Once it was finished downloading, you inspect med the app. The first thing to pop up was a loading screen that displayed tips about the app. Once it finished loading you were introduced to a welcome sign before it faded out into 3 rings with a zero in the middle of them.

It seemed fake. Like an app, a seven-year-old girl would download to try to find her imaginary prince charming. Nevertheless, it still intrigued you. You stayed up the rest of the night trying to find out more about before you crashed around 4 am.

A few months later, it finally starting to begin spring. The incident with Jeon is far in the back of year head as you sit on the bench and enjoy the warm air and the few blows of cool air surrounding you as you took a considerable bite out of your apple, listening to Chaeyoung as she rants about her latest “life problems”.

You feel content for the first time in a while. You feel in your gut it won’t last for long though. You inhale a deep breath to just take the moment in. You let your eyes flutter closed for a second, reassuring Chaeyoung that you’re still listening to her.

Suddenly you hear your phone beep. You look at the notification to see from LoveBeep, saying exactly, “Someone in a 10-meter radius loves you”. You were just about to put your phone back since it wasn’t like it was the first time it had beeped before but you had felt a certain urge to look up.

You looked up to see Jungkook walking past you with a friend. You were just about to ignore the occurrence when you realize, he was, in fact, within a 10-meter radius when your phone buzzed. You felt your cheeks tingling at that.

No, it wasn’t him. It can’t be him. You convinced yourself. You’re in a school, there are tons of other students within a 10-meter radius of you. He was also walking with a friend meaning it could’ve been him.

The incident could’ve been easily ignored if for the past few passing you had with him within the last month didn’t result in your phone beeping. Every. Single. Time.

You kept trying to ascertain that it was another reason for this but what really got you was when you were in art class early, drawing a few sketches to waste time. You had felt your phone vibrate as you got other notification from LoveBeep. You had heard the door open before you turned your attention over to where the sound was made.

It had fully hit you. Jungkook is the one beeping you.

You were currently waiting by the exit of the school since Chae was taking way more longer than expected oddly since it was normally you that was always late.

The majority of the students had already left school, only a few people walking around which you assumed was for the after school clubs. You decided on going into the school to go find her when you saw the boy down the hall.

“Jungkook, we need to talk,” you said as you walked up to him. You felt your phone vibrate again in your pocket before you let out a sigh.

“What?” he asked nonchalantly. He looked up at you like you were, in fact, wasting his time.

You tilted your head at him slightly look at him straight in his eyes. You just wanted to get it over with.

How can he act so damn rude yet still have feeling for you? Seems kinda fucked up.

“Listen, I don’t wanna be here just as much as you,” you smirked at him. “I know you like me, Jeon.” All you heard in reply was bluff of air coming through his sealed lips.

He rebuked, “What in the actual fuck are you talking about? You genuinely think I out of all fucking people would like you?”

Annoyed, you pulled out your phone and went directly Into the app.

“Then what is this?”

“An app.”

“What app jackass.”

“LoveBeep obviously.”

“Okay, and what does it say.”

“I’m not reading that you can do it yourself.”

You groaned in annoyance. “Are you just that fucking difficult?” You shot the phone right in his face. “You like me.” You disputed

“You’re gonna believe an app?” he yapped through tight lips. An obvious thick tension in the air had you fidgeting with your school skirt. The reality of it hit you.

This dickhead, the one who is steadily hateful towards you. The one who you once were close with. Yet, he is someone who had a full reason to hate. Not hurting any less though.

You hated him. But you loved him. Not in the cheesy ‘I’m in love with my enemy’ type of way. But the ‘You and me against the world’ type of way. A platonic love that was now one-sided from something which you strictly blame on yourself no matter how many times you tell yourself otherwise.

Your mood suddenly turning more sour at the realization, you mutter out a barely audible “Why?” before keeping your gaze with his eyes.

“You are so sick and twisted. I know she fucked up everything but you just let it out on me and then when I feel like I did it you have then you yell at me about why am I trying to fix shit that I didn’t do. It’s because of you!” you exploded.

Not stopping there, you step to up still maintaining the connected glare as you continue on. “Then you have the fucking audacity to like me? What the fuck is wrong with you.” You wept, your emotions finally overpowering you. You were so filled with anger but it was useless because there was nothing you could do about it. “It’s so unfair you can live your life like this while I’m just here.” you ended.

“Live my life like this? My parents aren’t even in the same fucking country because of her and you think your life is tough because I developed unwanted feelings for you?” He argued.

Anger flurrying through you, your arm flung at him involuntarily, slapping him in the process. “You don’t know everything!” you screeched tear stains down your cheeks before storming off.

As you were walking off, you heard him yell out to you causing you to stop. “I think it’s unfair that we can’t do anything about what our heart wants,” You heard him let out an emotionless chuckle. “If we could do you think I would like someone as low as you?” he deadpanned before listening to his footsteps walk off.

“Fuck you, Jungkook.” you gritted out before continuing on. Deciding on going home, you decided to text Chaeyoung ahead of time.

[4:51 pm] You: im gonna walk home early

[4:51 pm] Chae🍊: ? did something happen :(

[4:55 pm] Chae🍊: y/n???

[4:56 pm] You: can we talk about it later please

[4;56 pm] Chae🍊: ofc bubs

[4;57 pm] Chae🍊: do you want me to order your favorite takeout when i get home?

[4:57 pm] You: yes pls

And that was the last time you had any interaction with Jungkook.

a/n: I hope you enjoy this series!