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Hi my love! How have Honey, Seoul, and Brynn been? I was thinking about them the other day! 🙈

Aw you were?

They're okay. It hasn't been an easy time of late owning horses, though. Late July , we had a terrible storm and I needed to change the girls into new rugs in the middle of it as their ones they had on were waterlogged. In a freak accident, Honey kicked me in the left inside of my knee/leg. I was close to a fracture occurring. I've 90% healed from it and I was just in the wrong spot at the wrong time.

Earlier this week, Brynn kicked me in my right leg. Wasn't a freak accident, she was just saying no about having her rug on and I wore it. Thankfully not nearly as bad (and my right leg is my disabled one so I have to be careful). With the change into spring, she's had some behavioural issues which is sucky but we're working through them.

I've owned horses for 20 years now and I've never really been kicked before. To have it happen twice in short concession sucks! I don't particularly like it either 😅

Seoul has been rather dramatic of late, and today I moved everyone onto new paddocks. She was so excited she was screeching like a dinosaur 😂 I really wish I had filmed it. And I know you didn't ask, but the elderly gelding we also have here to look after is doing okay despite multiple health issues. I thought we were going to lose him a couple of weeks ago but he's proving he wants to stick around still.

Here's a picture of Honey and Brynn the other day - Seoul refused to flatter us with a nice picture unfortunately.

Thanks for asking about our equine babies!

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For CC,

Late night conversations with a tired kihyun…because you thought it, and now I want it, and you need it (you know you do).

Thank you and I love you ❤️

This was based on a conversation when Kihyun did a voice vlive and we talked about how amazing it'd be to have sleepy phone calls with him. Thanks for waiting for me to come back from hiatus to write this for you... and for killing me with the Kihyun feels I am now suffering from after writing this.

Pairing: Yoo Kihyun x female reader

Word count: 453

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Gasping as your phone rang and you saw who was calling, you answered, feeling breathless. "What are you doing ringing me right now?!"

"Well, hello to you too, beautiful," came the reply, coupled with a husky chuckle.

Despite noting the sheer exhaustion in Kihyun's voice, you grinned, sinking your teeth into your bottom lip momentarily. You loved hearing from your boyfriend no matter what time of the day or night.

You were concerned he was awake now. Most people were getting ready for the workday - much as you were - but Kihyun had been working all night long after releasing a new single with Monsta X.

"You should be asleep already. Did you wake up early?"

He sighed, and you imagined that he was rubbing his face tiredly with a hand. "No. I haven't slept yet. We only just finished the last interview."

"Now?"

"Time zones are a bitch, baby."

"So is your work schedule," you lamented. "Off to bed, Kihyun. You'll no doubt have more scheduled in a few hours to get done."

"Eager to get rid of me when I'm eager for you. I missed you today."

"It's a new day, Kihyun," you teased, going back over to your kitchen where you had been preparing your breakfast. "But I've missed you too."

"Favourite word?" Kihyun asked, and you laughed, not answering. "What? Tell me."

"What's yours?"

"Nuh-uh, I asked you first, Miss Editor."

You would tell Kihyun about words you came across as you edited pieces for the publication house you worked at. You had a fascination with words, and you often wondered if that was one of the reasons that had drawn you to Kihyun in the beginning.

He sang words for a living, after all.

"Inexhaustible," you teased.

Kihyun grunted. "That's not me. I'm beyond exhausted."

"I had to look for synonyms for the word bountiful yesterday. The author had put it in the chapter eight times. Eight!"

"During one of the interviews Changkyun and I did last night, they said the word like in between every three words. It was, like, really annoying."

Laughing together, you then balanced your phone between your ear and shoulder as you finished making your meal. "What about you. Your favourite word?"

"Y/N."

"My name is not applicable," you remarked, though your heart somersaulted in your chest. "That's a name, not a word."

"It's still my favourite word because it is you."

"Charmer."

Kihyun chuckled once more, followed by a yawn. "Prince Charming is falling asleep."

"Maybe you should become Sleeping Beauty instead."

"Will you wake me up with a kiss?" he wondered, and you grinned.

"No. I'm sure Minhyuk will if he has to, though."

"Rude. I want your lips only."

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Hi Chelle! Could I request some domestic fluff with taecyeon from 2pm for this weeks chats! I missed it last week when I remembered you only do it fortnightly now 😭

Pairing: Ok Taecyeon x female reader

Word count: 399

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"How do you make folding towels look sexy?" you wondered, and your husband glanced over at you with a smirk curling up his lips.

"What about it makes it sexy? The towel or the thought of me in the towel after I've showered?" Taecyeon offered with a laugh, and you rolled your eyes.

"I wasn't thinking about you in a towel."

"You are now."

You avoided answering his statement. "Your arms. You're just folding towels, and I think that's sexy."

He cocked his head to the side for a moment and then grinned as he emphasised the motion of folding another towel. You laughed loudly and threw the laundry item you held in your hand at him.

Taecyeon held up your bra with a grin. "You're meant to throw the one you're wearing at me, babe."

"Not happening."

"Why not? You just said my towel folding skills are sexy."

"I'm going to regret speaking for the rest of the day, aren't I?" you stated, catching the undergarment he tossed back at you to fold.

"On the contrary. I'm looking forward to showing you what other domestic tasks I excel at."

"As long as the house is clean afterwards," you remarked, and your husband laughed heartily then.

You were grateful that even after all this time together, you could make one another laugh like this. That the way Taecyeon looked at you still sent flutters alive in your stomach. The way his eyes watched you always made your skin heat up.

You were blessed to have someone at your side that didn't complain about doing chores with you on his only day off work too.

Once the laundry was folded, the floors were cleaned, and the dishes were done, you slumped down on the couch, letting out an exhausted breath. Taecyeon approached you with a quizzical expression. "What are you doing?"

"Resting."

"But we still have one more thing to do," he mentioned, and you glanced up questioningly. "You have a bra to throw at me, and I've got a towel to show you looking great around my waist."

"Seriously?"

"Deadly. You've worked up quite the sweat cleaning with me all day, haven't you?"

You shrugged. "Maybe I've got no energy left to play with you now."

"Oh darling," Taecyeon started, leaning down to brush his lips over yours. "Come and show me what a domestic goddess you can be."

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Hi Chelle, thanks for always writing such great pieces ❤️ it was recently kyungsoo's birthday, can we have ksoo's bday date and the reader gifting him his first custom chef's knife with his name engraved on it? Thank you!^^

Pairing: Do Kyungsoo x female reader

Word count: 486

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You were anxious over the gift you had gotten. That much Kyungsoo could tell. He schooled his face to indifference, even though it was difficult to fight the smile to stay off his face. God, you were too adorable.

"It's one of a kind," you babbled on, your hands opening and closing after handing over the slim box to him, and Kyungsoo watched the action for a few moments, his own hands twitching around the box he held as he denied the urge to reach out and calm you down.

Of course, he could be the doting type of partner. And he was. You had been surprised by how affectionate he had become quickly throughout your relationship. Once seen as the stoic, aloof man with the same routine day in and out, you soon learned that that was just cover to keep interest in him at bay. Kyungsoo didn't like the attention of many, but once you held his interest, you gained access to a multitude of sides to him that he didn't openly share with others.

He was much more playful than most realised, which was why it was hard for him to not slip into a bubbly and comforting version of himself to ease your concerns. For some reason, he liked seeing you sweat like this. Maybe he was more of an asshole than he considered himself to be.

Focusing on the present instead of you, Kyungsoo opened the lid and stared down at it. He was stunned. No one had ever gifted him something so special before.

"I got your name engraved on it too. So when you're in the kitchen, others won't mistake it for one of the normal knives. What do you think? Do you like it?"

He loved it, but he was struggling to swallow down the rising emotions in his throat, and talking felt impossible.

You took his silence as rejection. "I mean, it's not a big deal, right? Just a knife. I just thought since you're now sou chef that with your promo--mmph!"

Somehow, Kyungsoo had managed to safely place the custom knife down and grab you in the same breath, his lips crashing down on yours. He might've not been able to talk, but he could definitely use his mouth in other ways to let you know how touched he was.

And by the time he was done, you certainly seemed aware. You smiled. "You like it."

"Love," he choked out, looking at you solely. "I love you."

"Don't you mean you love it, Kyungsoo?" you teased, and he laughed hoarsely, shaking his head.

"Right now, I'm thinking about how much I love you. Thank you. It means so much to me."

"So, I got you the best present?"

"The second best," he announced, and before you could sulk, he was kissing you again. Against your lips, he told you, "I'm getting the best one right now."

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I’ve been going for quite some time without a bedtime story. Can I put in a request for one? Whatever your beautiful imagination can come up with. Love ya!!! ❤️❤️❤️

Let's start this year off with some Chanyeol, shall we?

Pairing: Park Chanyeol x female reader

Word count: 363

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"Once upon a time--"

"Why do all stories have to start like that?" a little voice interjected, and you peered over the fairytale you held.

"Well, that's how stories like this one begin."

The little girl frowned. "Really?"

"Of course. Have I not read you a book before bed long enough now? Mama always starts them out like this."

"Daddy never does," she told you, and it was your turn to frown.

"How does Daddy do it?"

With her little eyes now wide and hands held out expressively at her sides, your princess-loving daughter launched into a story about aliens. You observed her animated storytelling with some reserve, especially when she clambered out of her bedding and pretended to shoot a bazooka at the bad alien as she spoke of its occurrence.

Stunned, you placed the book you had dropped into your lap back on her bookcase before tucking her into bed. You eyed her posture, noticing she was more awake than she had been after the rest of her bedtime routine. Kissing her goodnight on her crown, you left her room with a soft warning that it was time to put the guns down and sleep.

Once you made it down the hallway to the office, you slipped into the room, standing behind your husband with hands on your hips. It took him a few minutes to notice your reflection in one of the dual monitors to his gaming setup.

"What's wrong?" Chanyeol asked, his fingers still tapping at the keyboard in some weird gaming sequence you couldn't understand. "Did our princess go down easily?"

"Our alien warrior is more awake than ever. Now I know why when you read her a story she's up for several more hours. What's so wrong with the fairytales, Yeolie?"

Smiling sheepishly, he stopped playing his game and spun around to grab your hips. "I'm teaching her diversity. She can be a well-mannered princess who can defend herself against the bad guys."

Ignoring the twitch of your mouth, you shook your head. "You're on the duty of putting her back to bed every time she gets up tonight. You and your aliens can handle that, right?"

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Hey Chelle! I hope you are doing well. Can I request a drabble with BTOB's Minhyuk where you are next door neighbors?

This is for Chelle Chats if you have any places left. Completely understand if you don't.

Love you Kiwi Twin! 💙💚🥭💚💙

Love you too <3

Pairing: Lee Minhyuk x female reader (BTOB)

Word count: 439

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"Hey. Sorry to intrude. I've moved in across the hall, and I wondered if I could borrow a pair of scissors? I forgot to leave something out to get my belongings out of their boxes, and I've clearly done too good of a job sealing them up," you asked nervously, blinking a few times, so you didn't stare at the man who answered the door.

An easy smile crossed his handsome face, and for a moment, he disappeared before returning, holding out a pair of scissors for you. "Welcome to the complex. I'm Minhyuk."

"Y/N. And thanks again. I'll bring them back as soon as I'm done. And if you ever need anything, don't hesitate to knock on my door, okay?"

Minhyuk didn't.

He knocked on your door so often. From easy things like needing spare sugar or rice to dropping off your mail or to let you know about maintenance days, it felt like Minhyuk was always on your doorstep.

But this time had you wondering if there was more to his good-natured manners.

You blinked. "You need to use my phone?"

"Yeah. Mine's dead."

"So charge it?"

"I'll only be a moment. It's important to do this now."

"Okay." Handing over your device after unlocking it, you gave him some privacy to what seemed to be him sending a text.

And that was when you heard a phone notification going off. Except it wasn't yours.

You expected Minhyuk's skin to flush with his apparent lie. However, he continued to tap at your screen two more times before proudly handing it back over. "There. Thanks."

"Your phone isn't dead."

"No, I suppose it's not," he remarked, grinning loosely. "But I did what I set out to do."

"Which was?"

"Give you my number. The alert was me sending a text so I got yours," he answered, and you gaped at him. Minhyuk chuckled. "What?"

"Why didn't you just ask to exchange numbers? And why was it such a big deal to do so?"

"Do you really think I need to come over here so often? I've been trying to ask you out for weeks. You give me what I want and immediately shut the door before I can. I guess this was the best way I could think about doing it."

A smile began to cross your lips. "So. You have my number now?"

"Yeah. Is that... okay?"

"Seven o'clock," you answered, and Minhyuk frowned. Your smile grew. "Should I text you to confirm the time for our date?"

Minhyuk's face broke out into the biggest grin you'd ever seen. "Oh no. I'll definitely be here on time."

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TESTING...1...2...I hope this works this time? 🙏

How about a drabble to start the new year? I haven't requested in a hot minute!

Love you babe! 😚😚😚

I'm rolling with the theme for this month and doing a Just Friends January drabble since you gave no direction!

Pairing: Kim Namjoon x female reader

Word count: 391

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"Don't you dare steal them!"

Namjoon glanced at you innocently. "Now, why would I do that?"

"Because last time I shared a bed with you, that's exactly what you did. I woke up cold, Joon."

You went around the hotel bed, ensuring the bedding was secured equally on both sides. You weren't prepared to share with your best friend again without inspecting it first. Having passed your examination, you then nodded at Namjoon waiting in just a pair of PJ bottoms to hop under the covers.

You made a face at him. "If you're cold, put more clothes on."

"I can't sleep if I wear more clothes."

"Everyone can sleep in more clothes. I've seen you fully dressed napping in the car multiple times."

He rolled his eyes. "That's different. Besides, you shouldn't need so much warmth if you're wearing all that to bed."

You looked down at his hoodie you had commandeered as soon as it came off, slipping it over your tank top and PJ bottoms. You were comfortable like this.

"I happen to need the weight of blankets over me to sleep well," you reminded, and Namjoon snorted as he climbed into the bed at the same time as you did.

You both settled into comfortable positions before you glanced over at him. Namjoon was already sprawled out beside you, legs and arms everywhere, one bare arm clamped over the blankets to hold it close. You always liked to lay on your back first, enjoying the feeling of sinking into the mattress before turning onto your side.

Watching him and his blanket hogging ways until you were lulled asleep, you woke in the night to the feeling of your backside being exposed to the cool air. "Joon!" you cried, tugging on the monopoly of blanketing around him. "I'm cold!"

"Come here," he murmured, lifting his arm. You took the chance to tug at the blankets, but they were so tangled around him that he came with them.

Well, you do like having weight on you to sleep with, you inwardly remarked as his body nestled against yours. Arms and legs drew you in further, and you were surprised at how new this felt. "Good?" he mumbled groggily, and you didn't answer, eyes wide with the way your heart had started to thump.

Maybe it was better being cold.

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Hi Chelle! Can I request some fluffy romance for Rowoon please to ring in the new year for cc ☺️

Pairing: Kim Rowoon x female reader

Word count: 463

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"So, will you be ringing in the New Year before the rest of us?"

Rolling his eyes, Rowoon glanced down at you and heaved in a breath. "Why? Because I'm all the way up here, and you're all the way down there, Shortcake?"

Anyone who looked at you both would have laughed at the difference. Not only were you opposites in personality, but you also were a good foot and some change shorter than he was. And over the term of your friendship, he'd heard just about every quip about his tall height tumble from your mouth.

"No, I was just meaning... oh darn it! I missed the mark with that one! I think you're too conditioned to my charms now, and I'm running out of tall jokes."

"You weren't referring to my remarkable height difference for a change?" he asked, and you immediately shook your head. "Really?"

"Really. I was pointing out that I'm going to be in a time zone behind you. You'll see twenty-twenty-two in before me."

"Wait. You're not going to be here?"

You shook your head. "I'm going to see my grandparents. I'll be three hours behind you."

"Oh," he said, crestfallen. He had planned on asking you out at midnight.

"Don't look so sad without me, Rowoon. I'll eventually catch up to you."

Sitting with his phone in his hand, Rowoon watched the time trickle by, wishing it would hurry along. The new year had arrived and gone, the early morning hours stretching out far too long. Only two more minutes and then it would be 2022 where you were.

Jumping when his phone rang suddenly in his hand, he answered it as soon as he managed to grab it properly. You sounded cheery. "How's the new year?"

"Miserable without you," he confessed and then groaned inwardly.

There was silence for only a moment longer. "Really?"

"I had plans for when the new year rang in, Y/N. I thought you'd be at my side."

"Well, there's thirty seconds left for me until it's here. Why not tell me then?"

"I can't. You're not here, and I can't do this over the phone."

"Can't you? Fine. I will, then. Hold on, they're starting the countdown."

Rowoon listened as everyone started shouting numbers. He almost didn't catch what you said over all the noise in the background.

"You love me?" he repeated, a smile spreading over his lips.

"Oh. You heard that? I was hoping you wouldn't."

"I was just going to ask you out."

"I guess I was short-changed yet again in life," you replied, and Rowoon leaned back on his couch.

"Hey, Shortcake?"

"Yeah?"

"I love you a lot."

"How much is a lot?"

"My height?"

You laughed. "You're getting better at this than I am now."

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I think this might be my first time requesting something for Chelle chats! 🥰 Hope you're doing well 🧡🧡. Could I request a fluffy drabble with Changkyun? Maybe y/n's been feeling down n he tries to help?

Love you Chelle! 🥰

Your first time and of course you choose someone who is problematic as hell for me at present. All my ideas are about him and I don't like it >_>

Pairing: Im Changkyun x female reader

Word count: 456

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"What's so special about that wall?" Changkyun asked as he approached you sitting on the couch. Your gaze didn't shift away. It had sat on that patch of the house for hours now, unseeing.

You had been too stuck up in your head to notice that your eyes were fixated there.

"Huh?" you breathed out in confusion, slightly startled when your boyfriend crouched in front of your line of sight. Blinking until your vision focused on him properly, you flinched a little when his hand reached up to cup your face. "Oh, it's you."

"Oh, it's you? Were you expecting someone else to come into our home?"

"I wasn't expecting you home so early."

"Y/N, it's not early. I'm late, actually."

"Are you?" Looking at him dumbfoundedly, you then nodded once. "Okay."

"What's wrong?"

Where could you begin? This whole week, something had been weighing down on your chest.

You just couldn't figure out exactly what it was.

Getting up, you distracted yourself from Changkyun's question by going into the kitchen for something to drink. You winced when the refrigerator light illuminated the dim space. When had it gotten this dark?

"I'm just having a moment."

"So is your ass in those pants," he commented, his sensual voice closer than you anticipated. You spun to see him eyeing you tastefully. You didn't know whether his remark was insulting or complimenting during this current state of mind.

Changkyun smiled warmly, reaching out to pull you into his arms. "For a split second, I made you think of something other than your woes."

"I was contemplating on whether or not to hit you for that statement," you agreed, inhaling deeply.

His spicy floral scent enveloped you, and you sighed, deflating in his arms. Changkyun didn't falter with your slumped weight. He kissed your temple before encouraging you to bury your head into him.

"You can hit me if it makes you feel better."

You laughed until it turned to sobs. A hand ran up and down your spine in a comforting way as the other got lost in your hair, gentle massages and tugs grounding you in a way you hadn't been alone. Changkyun wasn't pressing for details. Instead, he was letting you know that he understood. That he too had tough times, and you had held him like this.

It didn't take the heavy feeling away entirely. But the burden now felt shared, and that lightened you enough to feel ready to look at it with his help.

But first, you would take your fill. Enjoy the way he held you close. The smell of him. The way his chest heaved as if he was in pain from hearing your sobs.

You needed this moment with him.

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(For CC) and my request!: would you be able to write a soft holiday drabble with -surprise surprise!!- Jae? 💜 thank you!!!

Shameless plug, did you see my Christmas story with Jae? HERE if you haven't! Also, another shameless moment with who I'm writing into this XD *coughmyselfcough*

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Pairing: Jae Park x female reader

Word count: 470

"Are we there--"

"Yet?!" you snapped, shaking your head. "No, we're nowhere near there yet. Just like we weren't beforehand, Eric."

"I'm bored."

Your husband beside you pinched the bridge of his nose. "You just woke up from another nap, Brian. How can you already be bored?"

"You told us that going on this trip with you would be fun," Eric proclaimed moodily, picking up his phone and scrolling a thumb over the screen.

You glanced wearily at Jae. When he had suggested you go on a trip with the boys, you thought it would be fun. Singing songs loudly, playing driving games, stopping to get highway store junk food.

You hadn't expected to sign up for being parents long before you had birthed any children. Especially not to grown men who were old enough to know better.

Thankfully, the final hour of your trip seemed to go by faster than that and you were relieved to open the car door and escape into the cabin you would be welcoming the New Year in with some of your friends who were still on their way. Brian and Eric made quick work of finding the kitchen and bedrooms whilst you went to the A-frame's large windows, staring out at the view of the mountainside in awe.

It was what you needed after seven hours in a car with Eric, Brian, and Jae.

Arms slipped around your waist and tugged you gently against his front, Jae's lips brushing over the sensitive skin below your ear. "You doing good?"

"I'm thinking bout how we have five days here without having to get in a car with those two for another seven hours again."

Jae chuckled. "Maybe we can ask Rochelle and Sharmi to take them home, and we can make that drive just the two of us?"

"Ooh, don't talk so wonderfully to me, Mr Park. I might just have to marry you."

"You'll have to divorce your current husband to do that, Mrs Park."

"You're right. But that sounds like too much effort."

Nuzzling your neck, Jae hummed. "Best to just stick it out with the one you've got then."

"Even when he comes up with questionable ideas like inviting his best friends to ride in the same car as us to save on gas costs?"

"In his defense, he did just offer a solution to that."

Slipping around in his embrace, you smiled up at Jae. "I'd do another seven hours with them complaining like bored little children if it means I'll have an eternity with you."

"Well, when you put it that way, maybe we'll take them home--"

"It was a figure of speech. I'll ask Rochelle as soon as she gets here," you commented quickly, patting his chest before turning back to the view as Jae burst into laughter.

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Hi Chelle! Can I request some fluffy hyungsik for chats this week please and thank you for your work, I loved your series this week 💞

Thank you for reading my series!

Pairing: Park Hyungsik x female reader

Word count: 427

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"How much did you miss me?"

"A lot," you answered with a smile, turning back to the food you were cooking.

Hyungsik wrapped his arms around your waist and rested his head upon your shoulder. "But how much, exactly?"

"Why? Did you buy me a gift and want me to butter you up before you hand it over?" you teased, your smile falling when he didn't respond. "Oh, you're just asking."

"Do I have to buy you a gift to get buttered up?"

"Well, you're not a piece of toast. Why would I want to do that to you for no reason?" you wondered, and your partner stepped back, pouting heavily. "Hyungsik, please!"

"I've been away for weeks with work and you can't even appease my needy little request?" he asked dramatically, and you couldn't hide the roll of your eyes fast enough. He gasped noisily. "How could you!"

"You're being ridiculous! As if you didn't know how much I missed you with all the phone calls and messages I sent. Come on, Sikkie!"

"I don't want to eat with you now."

"That's fine, you can starve," you bit back, and he gaped at you. "What?"

"Don't you want to be sickeningly cute with one another like in that k-drama you made me watch with you?"

You burst into laughter. "Oh, the one that you starred in, you mean? I'm no strong woman, babe."

"I don't know, you're being plenty strong right now fighting off my advances," he admitted, and you softened, turning to face the man. He looked at you wounded, as if you had raised your hand at a puppy.

You sighed.

"I missed you so much, you fool. Why do you think I'm cooking your favourite meal tonight? It's a lot of work for me, but I wanted to spoil you. Because I love you."

The smug smile showed you that everything was alright in paradise again. You couldn't help but laugh again at his antics. Hyungsik sidled up next to you and brushed his lips against your ear. "I'm sorry. I didn't quite catch that last line of yours."

"I wanted to spoil you?" you offered airily and pursed your lips together when his mouth came into contact with your neck.

"Nuh-uh. What you said after that."

"Huh. I can't seem to remember now."

"Should I remind you?" he asked, still kissing a trail along your neck.

You shivered with delight. "I love you. Far too much."

"But how much?" he asked cheekily and you swatted at him, whining at the same time.

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what do u think of bald jinyoung🧑‍🦲

I am unashamedly a fan of every look this man has. He looks good with the shaved head. But I'm also someone who loved Bald!Soo too, so I guess it comes with the territory haha.

I must say, after dying one too many times at him forever running his dumb hand through his hair, and after threatening to shave his hair so he couldn't do it anymore, I had a really smug moment when I saw the photos. Until I then thought about how nice it would be to rub his shaved head. Sigh. I'm such a sucker for Park Jinyoung, it hurts.

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hello chelle ^^ can i request a cute youngk drabble for chelle chats? theme can be whatever you like <3

take care ~

Pairing: Brian Kang x female reader

Word count: 482

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"Be my date."

Brian snorted, shaking his head. "Absolutely not."

"Why not? Free food. Free booze, too. I'm not boring company. So help me out. Just this once, Kang."

"You could present me with all my favourite things, and I'd still say no."

"Because you're an asshole!"

Brian shot you an amused look. "And you're failing at securing a fake date for sure."

"Brian!" you groaned, stomping around his desk. He went back to working on a budget report. "You know I wouldn't ask if I didn't need you."

"Uh-huh."

"Don't you possess any comradery as a fellow co-worker? Last month I helped you submit that report!"

"Because we're colleagues. Working together is effective in the workplace," he answered monotonously, still tapping away at his keyboard.

"So, let's work together again."

Brian shrugged. "We have that new client to set up an account with. I'm free at three if you want."

"Of course. I'll do that. But I meant on my proposal. I need a date. I'm kind of desperate."

"Way to build my ego by telling me I'm a last resort, Y/N."

"You are the best option. Everyone will love you. You're needlessly charming and handsome, and it would mean so much to me if you could rescue me from going to my cousin's birthday alone," you babbled out, clasping your hands together.

Swinging his chair to face you, Brian watched as you offered him your best smile. Your eyes filled with hope, and he had to take a moment to gather himself.

You had no idea what you did to him.

"No."

"What?!" you shrilled, your eyes forming slits. "You'd really leave me to--"

"I don't want to be your fake date," he announced over your outburst. Standing up, he reached forward to cup your cheek in his hand. "But if there's an opening for me to be your real date, just say the word."

"Wh-what?"

"You heard me, Y/N. If you need a real date, let me know. The answer will be yes."

"You're... not kidding, are you?"

"I'll still be happy to do all that you need me to. But only because I want to. I want you happy with me on your arm. Not in some role-playing game. It's either for real or not at all."

Brushing his thumb over your bottom lip softly, he watched as your mouth parted, your eyes now wide with surprise. Lowering his head, Brian used all his remaining strength to stop just before your lips. "So, what will it be, Y/N?"

"If you don't kiss me right now, I'll--"

His lips met yours in a passionate sweep, the moan that left your mouth made Brian grateful that you had shut the door on your way into his office. Pulling back breathlessly, he smiled happily at how dishevelled you appeared. "I'll take that as a yes to me being your real date."

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Can I request a drabble where the reader is a prince/princess and they are secretly dating a night minhyuk where he is bery serious and cold infront of thier parents but playful and cute alone with them or you could do one with Changkyun with the same thing but he is always serious but soft for them. Feel free to do whatever you like or not do it at all! :)

Thank you so much for your patience as I received this before my sudden hiatus and was unable to complete it until now.

Pairing: Lee Minhyuk x female reader, feat. Jooheon (Monsta X)

Word count: 442

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You watched him across the grand hall, his expression blank of emotions as he listened to your father, the king. Your brows furrowed together at the stark contrast. You weren't used to Minhyuk being silent for even a moment within your time alone at night.

Then again, it would be improper of the knight to burst into a fit of giggles now as he had last night with you.

"Who on earth has your attention, Y/N?" a voice asked into your ear, and you spun to see your cousin Jooheon standing there, a goblet of wine in his hand outstretched to you. The smirk curling up his lips showed you he already knew the answer. "Not again."

"Be quiet, would you?"

"Now, where is the fun in that? Though, I suppose if I were to be as loud as the look upon your face--"

"You wouldn't!" you gasped, taking the goblet with a shaking hand. Your stomach sank as you darted your attention between Jooheon and the man you had been watching. You groaned. "You would."

"I shall."

"Jooheon, please! Not tonight."

"Your majesty!" he bellowed, and you clamped your hand around Jooheon's lower arm, teetering beside him precariously as he strode towards your father.

The king, who had a soft spot for your rascal of a cousin, smiled widely upon seeing who called his attention. "Why, if it isn't Prince Jooheon! Are you well, my boy?"

"I am well, but Y/N is not faring the same. Perhaps we should send her to her chambers before the night turns ripe with how much the wine is flowing? With the royal advisors growing drunker as the night deepens, can I suggest we station your finest guard outside to ensure none of the men wander astray?"

You waited with bated breath, no longer as mortified as you had been when Jooheon instigated this ruse. He was more aware of your affections for Minhyuk than you gave him credit.

"A smart move, my boy." The king turned to Minhyuk and nodded. "Minhyuk, please assist the princess for the rest of the evening."

Minhyuk bowed and then turned to you, holding out his arm. Slipping your hand around his forearm, you fare-welled both men you left behind and stepped out of the hall.

It wasn't until you were halfway up the stairs until you saw Minhyuk's features relax, his mouth tipping into a sly smile. "Always trying to get time alone with me, I see."

"It was not my idea."

"But you're not going to complain, are you?" Minhyuk asked teasingly, his handsome face lighting up.

You smiled. "No. I could never complain about your company."

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This is for chelle cats, i mean chats! Omg!

First how are you and everything?

Secondly, any drabble of a scenario that fiest comes to your mind.

Hugs and kisses!!!

I'm good thank you!

So I'm a bit shocked that I've just written something for the KOD world, and it's not even in the plans. Shoot. I can't really ignore this either. Looks like I'll need to return to Sheol sooner than I realised.

Pairing: Im Jaebum x female reader

Word count: 485

World: King Of Demons

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You smiled wickedly as you listened to the rattling of the chains, clasping your hands behind your back as you slowly crossed the room.

He looked up at you then, his eyes pleading with you for a reprieve. You should've revelled in that look. Instead, it disgusted you. He had no right to expect mercy when he had given you none beforehand.

"Please," he begged, and you cocked your head to the side. "Please," he repeated.

"Why?"

"I've done you wrong," he confessed, his tear-stained cheeks seeming rounder. Dark eyes connected with yours, grappling with you to pay attention to his pleas. "I've been cruel to you. I had no idea... who you... what you are."

No, he wasn't meant to. You had no desire to show the world how deadly you were. You didn't wish to be reminded of it either. However, you had fallen for the man before you. His charms, his wiliness. He had captivated you with those beautiful eyes now searching for any clemency.

If you freed him, he would eventually forget this stain on his life. The fear he felt now would succumb to relief and instant gratification. Perhaps, he'd have nightmares that lingered for a short time, and then he would be off again, enchanting the hearts of the innocent and building his power again.

He was the mastermind of attraction. Whilst you were the deadliest hour of night, the harsh whisper upon skin in the coldest winter. He shouldn't have been tempted to make you his pet.

You would destroy him.

"Even those who aren't human feel, boy."

He was nodding rapidly, too easily agreeable. He would agree to anything if it meant you would release him.

"If anything, someone like me feels too much. And right now, I'm rather angry."

"Oh!" he gasped, darting his fearful gaze around.

"Someone like him shouldn't roam the streets again," another male purred, darkening your thoughts further. You didn't turn to face the newcomer, Jaebum stepping into your view a moment later. Leaning down to the shaking man, he clicked his tongue at him. "So many sins on his skin."

"That's rich coming from you."

"Well, where you like to try and remain pure," he started, eying you as if he could see your soul for something other than dark and tainted. Jaebum smirked when he reached your eyes. "I have no problems in raising hell."

"That would be because you're the king of that realm, Jaebum."

"And will you return?" he asked. He showed uncertainty for a moment before pressing on. "Sheol needs you."

Glancing at the shaking human, you released the chains, only for Jaebum to catch him in his escape, his end silent and swift.

You folded your arms over your chest. "What would the King of Demons want with me?"

"Change is coming. And we'll need all the help from your kind that we can get, Curse-Breaker."

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for cc can i get a sensitive topic drabble request with jinyoung or mark from got7. i saw a post you made awhile ago about facial hair to an anon asking for help. i was wondering if you could write about Y/N avoiding the idol because she hasn't yet shave? thank you for writing this if you feel comfortable to. there's hardly any representation of womanly struggles in fiction like this.

I appreciate the opportunity with this topic. Because I feel it important to talk about, I didn't cut the word count on this one.

Pairing: Park Jinyoung x female reader

Word count: 582

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Bliss surrounded you. Much did Jinyoung's arms. You held onto the remnants of your delicious dream with the same man holding you to his bare chest for only a second longer, his hand on the prowl towards your face.

You moved faster as the sudden understanding flushed you with awareness, placing a hand right over your mouth and chin that he had been inching towards.

"Morning," he greeted with a quirked eyebrow. His gaze was still unfocused for a moment more, Jinyoung blinking away his sleep. "Why are you doing that?"

"Morning breath," you replied with a muffle, and Jinyoung chuckled huskily, trying to tug your hand away.

"I don't care if you haven't brushed your teeth yet. Let me kiss you."

"I care. I'll be right back!"

Dashing into your bathroom, you shut the door quickly and moved towards the basin. Peering into the mirror before you, you leaned in closer to inspect your face.

Whilst times were changing, you knew that it would take a whole lot more for women to open up about their facial hair. As long as you took care of it, much like other body hair, it didn't bother you.

But it had been a while since you had dated, and it was always awkward to broach the topic in the beginning. Your reaction had been based on vanity. You wanted to look good for Jinyoung.

Reaching for your razor under the sink, you quickly lathered up the area on your face that needed attention, running the device over your skin and cutting away the hairs that had grown overnight.

You finished just in time for Jinyoung to open the door, his dark gaze regarding you as you placed a towel to your face. Looking at the sink, you realised you hadn't brushed your teeth yet.

"Want to talk about it?" he asked, stepping into the bathroom, eying the razor on the countertop.

"You guessed?"

"It's nothing to be ashamed of. Have you seen how easily my five-oh-clock shadow arrives if I--"

"You're a guy. It's mean to happen to you."

"You're embarrassed?" he assumed. "Don't hide from me. I'm not going to judge you. Has someone done that to you before?"

As you noticed the protectiveness settle into his eyes, you relaxed, realising this was different. You nodded softly. "Guys tend to like feminine things about women. You know, one guy didn't even understand when I stopped shaving my legs in winter. It's a lot more effort to keep tidy than some people realise."

Jinyoung's jaw tightened with the information before he let out a deep breath. "I don't care."

"I want to look good in front of you."

"You look amazing in front of me right now."

"I'm not even dressed."

"Precisely." His eyes raked over you in a way that made you dizzy. "Waking up next to you has been something I've wanted for so long. Your morning routine too. I want to fit into your world, and I can't do that if you're excusing yourself away because you're worried I'll think badly."

"So it's not a big deal?"

"The only big deal I have about this is someone made you feel like it was," he announced, pulling you against his chest. You buried into him with a relieved sigh. "That and you left me hanging. I want to kiss you."

"I still have morning breath," you told him, and Jinyoung hooked his finger under your chin, inching closer.

"I really don't care."

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