#choi beomgy

[soobinies]

soogyu cuties for @yeonjuins

[woaibeomgyu]

⊹˚masterlist... ⋆.˚

˗ˏˋ info ´ˎ˗ writer's pick -﹥ꔫ:+ﾟ

⸝⸝ YEONJUN

⸝⸝ SOOBIN

⸝⸝ BEOMGYU

⸝⸝ TAEHYUN

⸝⸝ HUENINGKAI

[marvelous-llama]

Tomorrow x Together recs

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[🐯] 1:11am wish (came true)

✿ pairing: beomgyu x you / female reader / angst if you squint, but mostly fluff, sexual innuendos but nothing explicit / 3,793 words / reader calls him ‘gyu’ / minor cursing / mentions of food and eating ✿ in which beomgyu returns back from tour, and the first place he stops by is your apartment, surprising you in the middle of the night. ✿ a/n: i couldn’t help myself! i think i like this pairing :”) my heART– [masterlist 🌸] / @kflixnet​ ✨

note: written in mind to be a continuation of ‘1:11am wish (you’ll stay)’ but can also be read as a standalone ;w;

seven more days, beomgyu promises. seven more torturous days and it’ll be over, he’ll be in your arms, you’ll be in his arms and he’ll never leave you (until the next announcement is released, so you’ll live in your fantasy as much as you want).

this time around, it’s... not to say it’s easier, but it feels like the tough days were easier to manage. there are still some bad days, as there are good ones. both of you were rather independent people; having alone time was something you two benefited from the time away but there... there are times where there’s crying over the phone, shakily recorded voice notes, unable to show each other’s face on video because of how badly the loneliness and longing affected the other’s face.

but there’s the good things, too. giddily smiling over each other’s photos being sent, promises like i’ll bring you here next time, just the two of us. it’s so pretty here. all i can think about is how perfect it would be if you were here with me. jokes like what if you come back and i have a dog? and beomgyu’s already barking with rejection of hell no. not yet. i can’t be fighting for your attention against a dog. i’ll lose.

then, there’s now. the present.

like... literally. beomgyu’s just landed and he has only one place on the top of his list: wherever you are.

the second they find their footing at the airport, he starts to move quickly with his manager as he detours away from the boys, promising to meet in a few days. they already see how happy he is despite wearing a mask and sunglasses, with his cap on. upon hopping into the van, luggage in the trunk, he pulls out his phone and sees the five messages that come from...

[y/n 💛] i’m gonna head to bed now, i feel tired today. goodnight and i love you, gyu 🧡🧡🧡 [1:10am]

[y/n 💛] oh sh [1:11am]

[y/n 💛] it’s 1:11!!! [1:11am]

[y/n 💛] i wish for you to come back now. right now. yes. just get on a damned plane and come back to me. [1:11am]

[y/n 💛] i’m kidding, i know you’ll be back in a few days but i just miss you, okay? anyway i’ll talk to you tomorrow 🥴 [1:11am]

with his tongue in cheek, he decides not to reply as he locks his phone and rests it on his lap. his manager is well-aware of where to drop him off, so no words are said on the way there. it does take a while, so he leans back in his seat and his foot is impatiently tapping on the floor. as he does so, he peeps at his phone and presses the lock screen button.

the time reveals to be 2:10am, but what catches his eyes is his lock screen image. if those saw it at a first glance, they won’t notice it. it’s at one of the places well-known for cherry blossoms and one might say it’s just an aesthetic photo of the scenery. but if you look closely, there’s your silhouette trying to reach for one of the flowers, only to huff when you can’t reach it and beomgyu remembers trying to help you reach it, only for the both of you to fall down into the pile of flowers and laugh when the pain subsides.

he remembers holding you, leaning in to kiss you and remembering just how magical it all felt. how it feels like when he’s with you. even in the simplest, most mundane and boring things felt fun with you. seriously, who the hell enjoys laundry? this guy, apparently, when the both of you make a dance beat with the sounds from the washing machine doing it’s last cycle and then trying to see who can hang the clothes the fastest. or how about that time–”yah, choi beomgyu, wake up.”

he snaps his eyes open with a flinch, now seeing his door is open with his manager–”oh... we’re here?”

“quickly go in before anyone sees you,” his manager chuckles, already placing his luggage on the sidewalk so that beomgyu can scurry on in. he doesn’t have too much trouble making his way up, and all the buffering in between is only making him feel more and more anxious to get to you; to see you, to hold you–oh god, to have you in his arms.

beomgyu stands by your apartment door and fumbles for the key in his wallet. he brings it with him everywhere and makes sure he has a spare in his bag just in case, but he always has one in his wallet. he fishes it out next to the slot of a polaroid image of the both of you; smiling, it was on his birthday and it was a private celebration at his parent’s house where his older brother took the photo for the pair of you–i can’t believe my brother found someone who matches his energy... can you please tame him, somehow? beomgyu scoffs a laugh when he glances at the picture, more so at the memory.

his eyes looking at the key reminds him what he’s here for and he’s so shaky he can’t even open the door properly. he manages with whatever glimmer of stability he has left and he trudges in. his eyes snap shut when he makes a bunch of noise on his way in but sighs when it all falls quiet. (well, it better be, it’s literally two in the morning)

he puts his bags down to the side quietly and removes his jacket, mask, sunglasses and cap. he gives himself a little shake and exhales deeply before he start to make his way to your bedroom. your door is left ajar, to which he places his hand on it to push it open enough for him to step through.

the light that shines from your hallway dimly illuminates the feature on your face as you slept facing the door this time. what a blessing. he resists the urge to take a photo, knowing very well he’ll mess that up, and quite frankly, he can’t think straight at the sight of seeing you.

you’re here, he’s here. this is all real. hours, days, weeks and months leading up to this moment and he’s having a heart attack on his own before passing on that virus to you. he carefully gets on his knees, kneeling before you as he has one hand on your waist, the other stroking the side of your head.

“y/n,” he calls out softly, careful not to startle you, but he’s trying so, so hard not to be impatient. “y/n, wake up.”

it takes a couple of seconds when you make sounds and shift a little, but soon your eyes peel open. he smiles at you softly, stretching out to a grin but then it starts to fade when you don’t react the way he thought you would. either squealing out of bed and jumping into his arms, tackling him on the floor. or combusting into a bundle of joy, scream, shout, anything.

it was the opposite.

you looked... sad. (and still so beautiful that it doesn’t feel fair)

“i can’t believe this is happening again...” you murmur quietly, one of your hands tucked to hug yourself, the other meekly reaching out to touch his face. he gapes at your touch and tries not to move as he watches you, seeing how sadness continues to fill your eyes the more you stare at him, thumb stroking his cheek. “it feels so real.”

he can’t stop himself, the words come out before he can filter it: “what does?”

it hits him. 

it finally hits him when you say: “my dream...”

you press your lips into a thin line, swallowing thickly as a stray tear rolls down your cheek and seeping into your pillow. beomgyu frowns, his features twisting to mirror the ache in his heart as he hears your torn voice. “this one’s gonna hurt in the morning, isn’t it?”

he tries to comfort you, but quite frankly, he doesn’t know what to do.

“w-what if this isn’t a dream?” his hand reaches to overlap yours on his face, and it makes you chuckle, but he doesn’t sense any happiness in your tone. it’s just... it’s miserable, depressing, lifeless.

“i’m going crazy,” you sigh, hand slipping from his grasp and onto the bed, eyelids closing as your voice trails off, “gyu’s going to have a long-ass voice note before he sleeps tomorrow...”

beomgyu watches as you succumb back to sleep, shaking his head at the sight because he’s conflicted. in some way, it makes him happy because that’s... that’s the sight of progress right there. it hasn’t been easy to completely be vulnerable to someone, but through the days and weeks apart, beomgyu’s seeing the change through each voice note that reveals your worries and late night messages of i miss you, today feels harder than the other days... i just want to hold you.

soon, baby. i’ll be back soon, and i’m all yours then but...

but what?

i’m still all yours now, though.

gross.

it’s you staying true to promising him you’ll do your best to let him know when the days are hard, when you need extra reassurance, when you miss him a bit too much; and it’s proof right here that you’re trying, even when it’s emotionally taxing.

but the other part of him–fuck–he just wants you to believe that he’s home.

he takes a moment to think and... he knows that maybe now’s not the right time to tell you if you won’t believe him. so what he does is he heads back out to rummage through his bag to change into more comfortable attire to sleep in; a simple black shirt and shorts before he makes his way back into your bedroom. you’re still soundly asleep and beomgyu tries not to wake you (he’s not really trying, he’ll be more than glad if you woke up...) as he joins you in bed.

you shift a little, turning around to face him and he’s able to rest easy, looking at you as you took in short breaths of air and you slept. it may not have been the way he wanted to surprise you, but he’ll be honest, he was dead tired too. perhaps tomorrow will work out better. for now, he’ll take all he can as long as he’s by your side and he’s able to rest easy knowing tomorrow when you’re by his side, he knows it’s not a dream.

//

morning. the sunlight kisses your eyes as you peel them open with a soft grunt. it’s a weekend, thank fuck for that because you’re about to pour out your emotions to a poorly recorded voice note as your heart sinks to your gut. your arm reaches out to your table, anticipating for where your phone is but you–what–what the hell–who the hell–your eyes snap open and panic alarms you as you sit up and unknowingly–”g-gyu... no, am i still asleep?” 

you give yourself a couple of pats to the face, rubbing your eyes, but each time you blink to your side, it’s... it’s not going away.

beomgyu’s here. he’s laying next to you in bed, frown on his face as he wakes up with a grumble–five more minutes... he whines, curling towards your body, arms snaking around your waist to lure you back to bed as he buries his face against the side of your thigh.

you gulp and feel your hands shaking, your body slowly spiralling into madness at the thought of him being here; unannounced, yet, fitting so perfectly whenever he’s around. you feel the emotions coming all at once, especially after that little hiccup last night at the thought of dreaming of him and now he’s actually here. it’s all hard to process that you’re not making any coherent noises because soon, your feelings get bigger and bigger, the tears start to sting your eyes and–beomgyu peeks his eyes open, about to reign his excitement all over you, only to sit up hurriedly despite sleep still heavy in his system.

he shakes his head, eyes widening in fear, “h-hey, hey hey,” he murmurs softly, hands settling on your shoulders and pulling you close to him. he makes you situate your face in the spot between his neck and shoulder, one of your legs scooting over between his legs so he can hug you closer and his arms circle around you.

almost immediately he feels at home; this is where his home is, with you, beside you, having you in his arms. but the sounds of you crying makes his heart ache because he knows the pain all too well. he knows of the nights of wanting to hold him but he’s so far away. he understands the feeling of looking at your picture and going to sleep, hoping he’ll see you in his dreams because that’s where you’re the closest when you’re thousands of miles away. he tastes the tears he cries in the shower when the longing is too hurtful and he doesn’t want to tell anyone else but you–so he resorts to masking it from others.

so seeing you like this, hearing you like this, it’s a relief being able to cry in each other’s arms but it still pains him every time you cry.

he gives you all the time you need... after all, he’s the one who came uninvited –even though he knows he’s welcomed all the time–but it’s not everyday you wake up to having your significant other return from a long tour and the next morning when you wake up they’re in bed with you. your cries slowly fade as you let go of all your pent up emotions and your hands can finally start searching for him that he decides it’s a good time now to start talking.

“is my baby done crying so i can get a good look at that pretty face?” he coos into your ears, making you huff as you nudge him by the chest so he can lean back to look at you.

he already has this shit-eating-grin on his face, even though he looks like he’s shed a couple of tears but you’re clearly on the worse end here. as you rub your nose with the back of your hand, beomgyu reaches up with his free hand, the other holding you around the waist so he can cup your cheek, brushing the tears away with his thumb.

“augh, look at you, still so cute and gorgeous.”

you still can’t speak, the shock numbing you to the point that even looking at him in the eyes is about to make you cry again. he shifts his position so that he’s straddling you, sitting on your stretched out legs on the bed and he cups your face in his hands, making you look up to him. the light that illuminates his silhouette makes you wary, your hands resisting to hold him because what if, what if he’s not really here?

he senses your hesitance and pouts, lightly squishing your cheeks, “you’re hurting my feelings here. not even gonna hold me? after so long?”

he loosens his hold on you and leans closer, so that you can reach up to touch his face. after a couple of seconds, and him nuzzling against your palm, you reach up with your other hand and hold his face. it’s a long pausing moment, looking at him like this, holding him like this. your heart slowly allows the pain to subside, sinking in reality as this... this is real.

beomgyu’s here.

he’s home.

he yelps when you lunge forward, and he has to brace himself to catch you before the both of you topple over and off the bed. he starts to laugh happily, even when you’re crying in his neck–a different reason this time–and it all welcomes him home. the quiet sighs, the deep intakes of air you force into your lungs, the grabbing; the desperation to feel him, more of him, reaching wherever you can as he holds you up in his arms. he longs for it, his heart, feels full at the feeling of you appreciating his presence so much, he tries not to cry, not now, at least. he’ll know he’ll crack later, but he’ll resist now to be that pillar for you.

he shifts around so that he’s able to lay down on the bed with you still clinging onto him, laying on top as you take all the time you need to recuperate with the fact he’s actually here. he strokes the back of your head, down to your lower back, and all over again in a calming gesture. the heavy breathing ebbs away, and soon, the calmness takes over; happiness radiating when you move yourself from chest and sit up on his lap.

he sits up as well, and since you’re straddling him, it’s easy to come face-to-face with close to no room between your bodies. the change of position surprises you, but he watches as how adoration and infatuation fills your eyes at each waking moment that it’s not a dream to you. your hands hold his face again, and he’s able to smile up to you this time.

there’s so much you want to say, but you know you won’t be able to coherently form it now. with the way beomgyu’s looking up to you, blinking in a daze, you know he somehow can read your mind.

you feel smaller... your face, slimmer than in the photos, videos, fan cameras... you look tired, but happy. tired happy. you’re here, that’s the most important. you’re here, oh god, you’re actually here.

you say so much without saying anything at all, and it tugs on his heartstrings the longer he looks at you, as if he’s trying to memorise this very image. the light that outlines your silhouette almost scares him that this could’ve been a dream for him too. but as you kiss his forehead and lean your forehead against his, it’s a reminder that it isn’t.

“didn’t hurt in the morning, did it?” beomgyu says, raising a brow at you as his hands squeeze your waist.

he watches as confusion morphs your features, a small pout forming.

“how’d... how did you know that?” 

it seems like you recollect your dream, especially when you sound so skeptical that he’s able to reference something that... that was... wait. wait a fucking–

“i’m hurt, you know? you said you’d hug me, kiss me senseless, maybe even let me fill you up when i’m back but when i am, all you do is go back to sleep.” he feigns being hurt, but he can’t help himself to laugh when you don’t react in the way he thought you would. your eyes widen so much, it doesn’t look like you’ve been crying for the past thirty minutes.

“t-that was real?!” your jaw drops, body frozen, “you were already home?!”

he pouts, and nods.

“but you just went back to sleep. such a meanie.” 

beomgyu can only watch, living in the moment and he’s always, always going to remember this for the rest of his life. the surprise on your face, the shock coming in a second wave of disbelief... but all in the best ways possible. your mouth tries to formulate words, your mind seems to disconnect from your entire being–you have indeed, been bamboozled.

he gives you a moment, only to notice that he probably lost you. he’s made you lost your train of thought. the disconnect was very much visible. 

“you need more time to process things, baby?” he grins up to you, clearly enjoying every second of this, but when you still don’t know what to say.

he tests the waters by shifting a little, and when he sees that you’re responsive, he carefully tries to lay you down beneath him. as his elbows rest between your head as he holds himself up, him situating between your legs, you gape at him when there are telltales of what’s about to escalate. your hands reach up to hold onto his shoulders, then going through his hair.

innocently, at first, because it’s been so long, but the switch in beomgyu’s eyes as your fingers go through the strands, the way your eyes look up to him in admiration, then as you try to scan his features, he’s fixated on your eyes, nose, cheeks... lips. the second his eyes trail from your lips back to your eyes, you know it’s game over when he leans down to kiss you.

thank goodness it was a weekend... because it was going to be a very long weekend now that beomgyu was back.

((”how could you leave me like that?” beomgyu huffs, standing by the door of your kitchen as you put the pot to boil water. he watches as you turn around, clad in just one of his shirts over your body and a pair of shorts on, hair still a mess but god, this is the sight beomgyu wishes to see all the time. he stands there with his arms crossed over his bare chest, a pair of boxers lining his hips, small frown on his lips.

you chuckle and spread your arms out, already cooing at him to enter your embrace he very much willingly runs towards.

“i got hungry, you’re probably hungry, too.” your arm circles around his shoulders, the other ruffling his hair, “just wanted to make some ramen for us.”

he sighs into your shoulder, about to comment on how lucky he is but then his mind overtakes to something else when he–”i probably didn’t wear you out enough since you’re able to come here by yourself.”

he feels you stiffening in his hold and you try to resist when he pulls back. with not much resistance, he manages to lean back with a smug look on his face, especially when you don’t respond.

“i wonder...”

“w-what?”

“you don’t have anywhere to be tomorrow, right?”

“choi beomgyu, i’m warning you. we’re meeting the boys in a couple of days!”

he snickers, pulling you close to him by the waist when you try to lean away, “yeah, in a couple of days... you should be able to walk by then.”

“...”

“...no objections?”

“can we at least eat something first? i’m starving...”

when you blink up to him with a small pout, he relents with a sigh, “augh, fine. you’re lucky you’re cute.” he leans in, whispering into your ears, “but after this meal, though, i’m having second rounds of you.”))

[softhourtxt]

where all the stars align | part 31

× pairing: txt (ot5) x reader

× genre: fluff

× warnings: swearing

× synopsis: your friend yeonjun has had enough of your whining about being single. unfortunately (or less) he has decided to help you find a date for yourself and swore not to give up until you’re happily in a relationship with one of his many friends. now you just play the waiting game. when will the next person text you and who will it be?

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[heedeungiiee]

𝙁𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙮 𝙂𝙮𝙪 - - - 𝘾𝙝𝙤𝙞 𝘽𝙚𝙤𝙢𝙜𝙮𝙪

“Finally, I finish this freaking essay!”

You have been working on an essay that is worth fifty percent of your grade for the past two weeks and you were delighted that you are finally finished with it. No more breakdowns, no more staying up late, and no more excess caffeine or else you will die of caffeine overdose.

You saved printed your work and put it in your file case so it won’t get damaged and you won’t be forgetting it for school the next two days. You even saved your document in your laptop just to make sure that all your hard work won’t go to waste and if you need another copy of your work.

You stood up and did some stretching exercises because you were aching all over. Most especially your back and your hands. 

“I think I should walk out in the park to freshen up my mind.” You told yourself as you hurriedly approached your closet to pick something to wear.

The rain just stopped pouring and the birds were chirping outside. The sun wasn’t up but at least the sky was bright and clear. Just the perfect weather and mood for an afternoon stroll.

You decided to wear faded jeans and a large hoodie since you are just going for a stroll; no need to dress that extravagant, right? You just wear a pair of old converse and grab your wallet, just in case you go to a convenience store afterwards. 

You said your goodbyes to your mom who is inside the office printing some work related stuff. 

You started walking your way down to your neighborhood with your hands inside your pocket. You saw children coming out of their houses and playing in the front yard after it rained for two days. Some were even heading towards the nearby park to play with their friends. You smiled just remembering the days of your childhood where you too were also happy whenever you played with your friends after a long rainy day.

You were already in the park just walking and enjoying the greenery of the area. The grass, the flowers, and benches were drenched with rain water but still they look immaculate. You took a couple of photos from the park, mostly the flowers and the lake at the center where a flock of birds are flying in the sky. 

You were just humming to the tune of your favorite song while walking to the brick pathway, minding your own business and enjoying the breeze of the air when you heard a high pitched voice calling for you. 

“Psst. young lady,” the called over you.

You looked everywhere but you saw no one in that area of the park. You just shrugged your shoulders because maybe you were just hearing things because of lack of sleep.

“Over here, miss.” You heard the voice coming from the big oak tree. 

That’s it. I probably lost my mind from doing my essay. You said inside your head.

You stared at the tree for a moment  and for some unknown reason, you started coming near the tree. You just wanted to check if that high pitch voice was coming from there or if you were just imagining it.  

 “I am officially insane,” you said out loud because the little flying figure was so unreal. You only see them in cartoons or movies about fiction characters. This cannot possibly exist in real life. 

You looked around and you gasped in shock when a small human-like figure went flying in front of you. He has a friendly smile painted on his face. He was wearing  a cream colored puffed sleeve polo and light brown slacks; he was even wearing a cute pair of black oxford shoes. His hair was shoulder length and it was curled up a bit. Various flowers were also arranged in his head immaculately, making him more adorable. His fairy-like wings make him cuter than ever. 

Yes, you know you are freaking out because of this tiny creature but you cannot help but admit that he is so adorable.  

The little creature laughed at your reaction in his high pitched voice. “No miss. You are not insane. I am real, promise.” He smiled from ear to ear. You finally calmed down and you kinda admit that he really is cute, most especially his high pitch voice. 

“Whatever flying fairy creature you are, you are cute.” You smiled back at him.

“Thanks. By the way, miss, what is your name?” asked the little creature.

“I am y/l/n.”

“Y/n,” the little being repeated. “I like your name, it suits you really well.” He giggled. “By the way, my name is Choi Beomgyu but you can call me by my nickname Gyu.”

“Nice to meet you, Gyu.” You smiled and lifted your palm up, inviting him to land his feet there. 

When he landed on your palm, you complimented how cute his nickname was and he fluttered his wings as a way of expressing his gratitude.

“Y/n, may I ask you a favor?” Gyu asked.

“Sure what is it, Gyu?”

“May I kiss you?” He smiled like a cute little kid asking if he could buy some chocolate.

You blushed because of his question. You just met this creature and you barely even know him. And now he is asking for a kiss? 

“What will happen if I do so?” you asked out of curiosity.

Gyu smiled mischievously, “You will see.” He smiled and battered his eyelashes at you. Persuading you that you will do it.

What if this is some kind of danger? You thought to yourself. 

You were contemplating on whether or not, give him a peck. After a lot of thinking and Gyu showing off his charms, you decided what is best. 

“Sure, I guess you can kiss me,” you said. You were curious to what will happen and you were praying that this will not be some kind of danger.

Gyu’s face lit up and he started fluttering his wings out of happiness. “Thanks, y/n. I promise you won’t regret this.” He giggled and you giggled as well because he was so adorable.

He flew away from your palm and went close to your lips. You pouted a bit and you felt Gyu’s tiny lips touch yours. 

Moments later, smoke, sparkles, and flowers were everywhere to where Gyu was standing. You panicked a little bit but you remained composed. You wanted to know what surprises await you.

You gasped as you saw the tiny being transformed into a handsome young man right before your eyes. He was still Gyu, but taller and without wings. 

“See, I told you y/n. You won’t regret it.” Gyu giggled, but this time his high pitched voice disappeared and it was replaced by a manly deep voice. 

You blushed and you felt your heart racing because you never knew the tiny being was a handsome young man. You never knew a creature like this existed in this world.

“You look prettier when you blush,” Gyu chuckled and you bowed down your head because you were being giddy for some reason. 

“Hey, look up here, y/n,” he held both of your shoulders. You were only chest level when you are facing each other so he was basically towering over you. “No need to be shy. You helped me do my favor and I want to thank you for that.” Gyu giggled. 

“I am still the same fairy Gyu but taller and without the wings,” he explained. “Did anything change?” he asked.

“Not really,” you managed to say. “But you just got more handsome and your voice sounds amazing.” You tried to say that in a low tone but Beomgyu clearly heard it.

“Thanks for that compliment, y/n. I know you won’t regret kissing me,” Gyu hugged you tightly.

He leveled his eyes to yours and you tried your best to not shy away from his gesture. He pulled you closer to him before smiling cutely at you. 

“Care if I kiss you again?”

Without waiting for your answer, he leaned and gave you a passionate long kiss.

[txt-pics]

# TOMORROW X TOGETHER - ESCAPE VER

[lemqnie]

"The very best of evenings to you!... Now… to our new students, welcome, to our old students, welcome back! Another year full of magical education awaits you…" - Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince

it’s #BackToHogwarts day so here’s a few txt harry potter edits i made !! 

[panjakes]

F.C Ch. 2 PJS

Pairing: Tiger Hybrid!Jay x Fox Hybrid black fem reader

Genre: fluff; crack; enemies to lovers au; slowburn

Warnings: foster family, mentions ofhostility, jealous Jay, profanity

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Last chapter. Next chapter

Walking down the performance art hall, you looked for the photography room where Beomgyu would surely be. You open the door where a figure stood at a tripod.

The lights were off except the big tall lights on the side. You walked up to the set up seeing a bowl of water with a lotus flower in it. You had never seen one in person

“First time seeing one in person?”

You turn around seeing who you assumed was Choi beomgyu

“Uh yeah. They’re more beautiful than their pictures” you say leaning in to get a better look

“Choi beomgyu. I’m going to assume your Yn? Right” he asks making you nod

“So what made you want to take up photography?” He asks turning on the lights

“Believe it or not I started to take pictures of the sunset on my phone, then I moved on to more things in nature. I just enjoy it” you say shrugging

“I feel it. Nature shots are usually the best ones. Do you have a camera?” He asks

“Yes but it’s not with me” you say

“That’s okay I have mine. Im going to make you a small set up and I want you to take three pictures from three different angels. I want to see how you work” he says smiling

“Getting straight to it huh? I like that” you say

He winks at you going into the closet finding some things. You silently look around the room with the different pictures on the wall

“Did you take all of these?” You shout to beomgyu

“Not by myself. Some students from the photography club took some.” He says coming out with an arm full of stuff

“You should join” he says

“Mm I just might.” You say

You peek at the set up he made and it was a juice box with a bag of chips leaning out it and a candy bar in front. You raise a brow at the set up causing him to laugh

“It’s all way have” he says making you nod

“Got cha! Let’s get to business” you say walking over to the tripod

“He better be here! If that hamster lied I’m going to pumble him” jay mumbles to himself as he walks to the photography room

The door was wide open so he walked right in. He stopped in the door wah growling In anger. You were bent over with beomgy standing to your left with his hand on your lower back

“It’s okay to bend your back. The shots come out better that way” he says

“Yeah but… this hurts” you whine

“It does but do you want good shots?” He asks

“Yeah” you say

“Well bend your back” he says

Jays growling never stopped. He walks out the room stand to the right of the door. He’ll wait for you to leave before he confronts choi.

He stood there for about 20 minutes listening to all the complements choi gave you.

“Beautiful!”

“That’s awesome Yn!”

“Your really good at this!”

“Your basically a natural”

It was like the scowl never left jays face. Who did he think he is? Did he like you? Is he trying to take you for himself?

“Thanks Beomgyu for the pointers. I’ve learned a lot today” you said. Jay could hear the smile in your tone

“No problem! Same time tomorrow?” He asks

“Same time tomorrow” you say walking out the room and jay walked in right after you.

“Hey Choi!” He says

Beomgyu turns around with a raised brow

“Do I know you?” He asks

“Stay away from yn” he says ignoring his question. Beomgyu chuckles as he folds the tripod

“Are you her boyfriend?” He asks

“That doesn’t matter. Stop trying to mosey your way in. She doesn’t want you” jay says turning to walk around. Beomgyu decided to poke at the bear

“And how do you know? We had a great time today” beomgyu says smirking

Jay turns around pushing the cat hybrid against the wall

“She’s mine! I won’t tell you again stay away from her!” He snarls. Beomgyu could hear his low growls and he could feel the jealousy. It practically radiated off him.

Beomgyu smirks at him which angered him further. Jay didn’t realize his fist was up until beomgyu pushed his fist down

“She isn’t some object and from what I know and see…you two don’t know each other very well” he says smirking

“You don’t know anything” jay snarls

“Oh but I know enough and I know Yn doesn’t like you that much. Especially after what you’ve pulled last year” beomgyu says smirking

“Shut up Choi! You don’t know what your talking about” jay snarls again

“Oh! Did I ruffle the big bad kitty’s feathers? Watch yourself park. I have no desire to have Yn’s attention. She’s just beneficial to my club. You better get out of here” beomgyu says shoving jay

Jay growls before storming out the room. Who the hell did he think he was?

If he knew what was good for him he’d stay away from Yn.

“How’d it go?” Maddie asks

“It well it was actually fun” you say smiling

“Can I come with you next time?” She asks

“Uh sure I don’t see why not! Soon to be student body president” you say smirking

“Stop…we don’t even have all the people who are running” she mumbles

“So. Maddie this is your school. You’ve been taking care of this school and it’s student body since you were a freshmen. If anybody deserves the position it should be you” you say with a smile

“Thanks yn. I appreciate it” she says

“No problem. Now let’s go make your posters” you say as you walk to the art room.

Once you reached the art room you two started pulling out art supplies and the things you need

“Soo. I heard somebody’s been looking for you” she says

“Really? Who?” You asks

“Jay” she says making you stop in your tracks

“Jay? Jongseong park?! For what?!” You ask

“I don’t know. He was looking for beomgyu too” she says

It left you confused. After what happened last year jay should have no reason to be looking for you.

“That’s weird” you mumble. You shake your head and got back to work on her posters

Jay walked home with a scowl on his face. Annoyed with the meeting he had with beomgyu.

“Jay! Wait up! You know I can’t run in these heels!” Cindy says

“You shouldn’t have put them on” he mumbles

“Ouu…who yanked on your tail?” She asks

“Choi’s dumbass. He really pissed me off” jay mumbles

“How? About what?” He asks

“Yn. I think the bastard has a crush on her” he mumbles

“Really? I could of sworn him and Taehyun had a thing going on” she says putting her finger to her lips making a thinking face

“Huh? Taehyun? Brown haired taehyun?” He asks

“Yeah”

“Cooking club owner Taehyun?” He asks again

“That’s him” she says

“Him and beomgyu are a…thing?!” He asks cheeks heating up

“Yup! So that means you totally embarrassed yourself think he had a crush on Yn” Cindy says giggling

“Fuck! How do you even know about that?!” he asks as they walk into the house

“Trust. Gossip gets around school FAST!” She says

“Hey! How was school?” Their dad asked

“It was actually fun! We have so many new clubs and programs. I actually signed up for dance and tennis club” Cindy says sitting at the island

“You don’t even know how to dance or play tennis” jay says going into the fridge for something to drink

“But Jungwon does” she says smirking

“Ew.” Jay says causing their father to laugh

“You leave your sister alone.” He says

“Yeah! He’s just upset he almost embarrassed himself in front of his crush” she says with the same smirk on her face

“Oh? Who is it?” He asks

“It’s not important. I have homework” he says grabbing his juice and bag leaving the room stalking up the stairs to his room

“Don’t say anything but it’s Yn yl” Cindy whispers causing her father to gasp

“The girl who’s parents owns that flower shop on the corner?”

“That’s the one” she says nodding

“I thought he said he didn’t like her?”he asks in surprised

“He lied! He totally has the hots for her!” Cindy says

“He can be such a pain sometimes. He didn’t have to lie about it”

“Yeah well ya didn’t hear from me and don’t tell mom cause she’ll tell the whole city” Cindy says getting down from the island

“Welcome to Dutches flower shop how may I assist you- oh hey Beomgyu what are you doing here “Yn asks

“Hey yn! So There’s this girl i want to give flowers too as a thank you gesture. Do you have any in mind?” He asks

“We have a few actually, follow me this way.” Yn says coming from behind the counter.

Beomgyu didn’t like nor did he appreciate the way jay came at him today. So he decided he’d get Yn thank you flowers but make it seem like it was a whole different thing. Beomgyu was going to fight fire with gasoline.

“Now orchids are a common thank you flower but everyone gets them. Lilys are pretty but to me they’re played out. Now if you really want to say thank you for with the carnations.” Yn says smiling

“Which one’s do you like?“ he asks

“The carnations. They’re pretty” Yn says making beomgyu chuckle

“Well I’ll take a small bouquet of carnations” he says

“Coming right up!” Yn says getting to work

Beomgyu didn’t miss how her ears twitched every now and then along with her tail swaying. She was at peace in the flower shop

“One bouquet of carnations that will be 32.47” she says handing over the bouquet

“Thank you so much for your help” beomgyu says

“It would be my pleasure! Please tell me if she liked them ” Yn says

“Oh I will” beomgyu says with a smile

Jay better watch his back.

The next morning at school jay was on the prowl. He was looking for you but also keeping a look out for choi.

He found you at your locker. You wore a white button up with a brown sweater vest with a white skirt to match. You had brown knee high socks and white Air Force ones.

Your hair pulled into a back puff with a couple strands hanging out on your forehead. Your red ears sat high on your head.

You were just beautiful and jay could stare forever. He would have if beomgyu didn’t come into his line of view. He watched as the older male tapped your shoulder

You turned around and you two exchanged words before he pulling out a small bouquet of flowers and handing them too you.

The fuck was he doing?!?!?

Jay watched as you gasp putting a hand over your chest to laugh. He saw you say thank you before pulling him into a hug.

Beomgyu walks away but sure enough he spotted jay. He winks at him with a smirk. Jay scowls stomping over to you slamming your locker closer.

“Hey! What’s your deal you asshole?!” You asks

“The hell are you doing accepting flowers from choi?!” He asks making you roll your eyes

“Mind your business and get the hell out of my way” you say pushing past him

“Are you guys a thing?” He asks

“Why does it matter you?” You asks

“I-it doesn’t! I was just curious!”

“Well get your curious ass the hell out of my face!” You say pushing past him

Jay growls before landing a punch on the locker.

What the hell was going on with him?

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@ webhyun @ tae-com @ love0205

@ huen-kai @ kaihq @ hyuk-a

5시 53분의 우린 계속 아름다워 ?!

[soobinies]

txt= a chaotic mess

[scintillasofbeomgyu]

so you're cheating on beomgyu with some weird community theatre, probably killed the count, problematic plague doctor? 🙄

GASP no i wouldn't dream of it 😔 this plague doctor you speak of is trying so hard to seduce me 🙄‼️ but i am loyal only to beomgy ben choi 🥺🥺🥺

[hueniings]

masterlist

as of 09/22/19

(if it currently does not have a link it will be fixed at a later date)

angst - ☾

fluff - ♡

reactions

「 txt realizing they fell in love 」 ♡

「 txt when their s/o falls asleep on their lap 」 ♡

「 txt when you surprise hug them 」 ♡

「 txt when their s/o debuts 」 ♡

「 txt when their s/o is naturally flirty 」 ♡

「 txt when their s/o is on their period 」 ♡

「 cuddles with txt 」 ♡

「 txt when you wear their sweatshirt 」 ♡

「 txt being jealous 」 ♡

「 txt having a crush on you 」 ♡

「 first kiss with txt 」 ♡

「 txt as boyfriends 」 ♡

imagines

【 that just happened 】 - kai ♡

blurbs

home - choi yeonjun ♡

《 that fateful night 》 - kai ☾

《 you were red, i was green 》 - taehyun ☾

《 blank 》 - yeonjun ☾

《 no air 》- beomgyu  ☾

scenarios

best friends to lovers - kang taehyun ♡

prompts

17 + 19 + 25 & Soobin ♡

second 17 + 19 + 25 & Soobin ♡

25 & Kai ☾♡

25 & Beomgyu ☾♡

timestamps

[11:18 pm] & Soobin ♡

[3:27 pm] & Taehyun ♡

[2:28 am] & Kai ♡

[5:28 pm] & Beomgyu ☾

[1:19 am] & Soobin ☾

[11:11 pm] & Yeonjun ☾

[2:57 am] & Kai ♡

[9:02 pm] & Taehyun ♡

[3:49 pm] & Beomgyu ♡

[6:17 am] & Yeonjun ♡

[12:47 pm] & Soobin ♡

mtls

most likely to be able to cook ♡

most likely to like an older s/o ♡

[softhourtxt]

where all the stars align | part 30

× pairing: txt (ot5) x reader

× genre: fluff

× warnings: swearing

× synopsis: your friend yeonjun has had enough of your whining about being single. unfortunately (or less) he has decided to help you find a date for yourself and swore not to give up until you’re happily in a relationship with one of his many friends. now you just play the waiting game. when will the next person text you and who will it be?

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