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weirdkpopgirl · 1 year ago

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Type of Boyfriends | Dream Headcanon #15

Headcanon: Type of Boyfriends

Genre: Fluff, a little angsty in some parts

Warnings: light mentions of anxiety and feeling insecure

Word Count: ~2.7k

Author's Note: I was actually planning on writing something for Haechan today. But I had the content for this headcanon pre-planned for quite some time now, so I just thought it would be good to actually write it. Also, I haven't been making a lot of group posts lately—so this is me making up for it lol. I know this idea isn't super original, but I wanted to make my version of it. I'm sorry if the scenarios are written badly, but I still thank you for reading ^ ^

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mark

Mark is the type of boyfriend who feels like your best friend but with the added warmth of kisses and hugs. He loves taking you on spontaneous midnight drives, where carpool karaoke becomes your shared stage, belting out your favorite tunes together. Music is a big part of your relationship, with shared Spotify playlists that reflect your combined tastes and moments. Whenever you’re feeling down, he grabs his guitar and serenades you with Bruno Mars or Day6 songs, lifting your spirits with his husky yet gentle voice. He’s also the type of boyfriend who writes songs about you, with lyrics so touching they bring you to tears.

He’s the type of boyfriend who attempts to cook for you but ultimately results in a comedy of errors. But they always end in laughter as you step in to save the kitchen from further disaster. His cooking skills would likely improve over time, with your guidance. You’d patiently be teaching him the proper way to cut vegetables or how much seasoning should be put in a dish. But he’s the type of boyfriend to lose focus because he keeps getting distracted by how pretty you look. And then you’d blush profusely when you caught his gaze and scold him for not listening.

He’s the type of boyfriend to give you bone-crushing hugs whenever he finds something you did cute. He especially does this when you get annoyed at him for something, finding the furrow of your brows and pouty lips to be so adorable. He’s the type to go in for long kisses after being away from you for a long time. His career often keeps him away, leaving him longing for the moments he can be with you. He’s the type of boyfriend to give kisses that are so warm and tender, filled with a depth of emotion that speaks volumes about how much he cherishes you. Each kiss feels like a promise, a reassurance that no matter how far apart you are, his heart is always with you.

He’s the type of boyfriend who would geek out with you over shared interests, like Spiderman. Whether it's discussing the latest movie or comic book, these moments of shared enthusiasm bring you even closer. He’s the type of boyfriend who would watch k-dramas with you and enjoy ranting with you about the characters. These shared experiences, filled with laughter, debates, and discussions deepen your bond and create fond memories to look back on.

All in all, Mark is the type of boyfriend who is a unique blend of friendship, romance, and genuine affection that makes him the perfect partner, someone who brings joy, music, and a sense of adventure into your life.

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renjun

Renjun is the type of boyfriend to be motherly at times with how attentive and caring he is. He’s always looking after you in subtle ways, like telling you the weather beforehand so you know to wear a jacket before your date. When you share your insecurities with him, he responds by creating beautiful paintings or drawings of you, turning your worries into art. He's also the type to blush when you compliment him but cleverly turns the praise back on you, making you feel just as flustered.

He’s the type of boyfriend who loves planning and sharing things with you, like maintaining a shared Pinterest board of matching couple outfits you both should try. He’s the type to enjoy doing your skincare routines together during sleepovers, transforming these moments into intimate bonding experiences. He has a great sense of style and is the type of boyfriend who helps put together your outfits, and even learns how to style your hair to make sure you feel confident and beautiful. He’s also the type of boyfriend to patiently untangle your earphones when you get frustrated trying to do it yourself.

He’s the type of boyfriend to be deeply empathetic and share his concerns with you, valuing open communication in your relationship. He’s not afraid to show his emotions, and he tears up when he hears about your hard times, feeling your pain as his own. His thoughtful nature ensures you always feel understood and supported. When he’s the one dealing with hardships, he appreciates you just being there to hug him and talk him through his thoughts. No matter what’s troubling him, your presence alone makes him feel a little better.

He’s the type of boyfriend who may not be as physically affectionate as the other members. Though he doesn't kiss you often, it’s always behind closed doors when he does. Similar to Mark, he’s the type of boyfriend whose kisses are long, deep, and sincere, filled with unspoken affection and love. But he’s also the type of boyfriend to surprise you with pecks to the lips when he finds you cute.

Ultimately, Renjun is the type of boyfriend who truly cares for you in every way, creating a relationship built on mutual respect, understanding, and deep emotional connection. He doesn’t need to say anything for you to know how much he loves you, you can just feel it whenever you look at him.

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Jeno is the type of boyfriend who is the perfect balance between a strong, masculine presence and a soft, affectionate soul in your relationship. He’s the type to exude a protective aura that envelops you where you go. When you're out together, his hand naturally finds its place on your back or waist, ensuring your safety and comfort. He's attentive to small details like positioning you on his left side, away from the street, and readily offering his jacket when the weather turns chilly. These gestures not only showcase his protective instincts but also his possessive side, reminding you and others that you’re his.

He’s the type of boyfriend to keep you on your toes with how affectionate he can be. You never truly know what to expect from him. Sometimes, he surprises you with kisses so deeply passionate that they leave you breathless. Yet, in quieter moments, he transforms into a cuddly sweetheart, speaking in an endearing aegyo voice that melts your heart. His spontaneity and ability to switch between these sides of himself add excitement and tenderness to your relationship.

He’s the type of boyfriend who enjoys taking you on hiking dates, emphasizing how it’s good for your health. However, if you get tired by the end of it, he's quick to offer you a piggyback ride on the journey back, effortlessly blending his strength with his nurturing nature. He’s also the type of boyfriend to surprise you by cleaning the apartment and preparing a warm meal for you after a long day of school or work. His thoughtfulness shines through in these acts of service, making you feel cherished and loved in practical ways.

He’s the type of boyfriend to be a compassionate listener who values your thoughts and feelings deeply. When you share your concerns or discuss something that's bothering you, he listens intently, his touch gentle as he traces comforting patterns on your hand. His ability to offer silent support and understanding strengthens your bond, creating a safe space where you can be vulnerable and open with each other.

In essence, Jeno is the type of boyfriend who is a partner that fills your life with love and security. Being with him will make you feel like you’re stuck in the honeymoon phase forever.

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haechan

Haechan is the type of boyfriend who thrives on affection, often expressing his neediness in the sweetest ways. He’s the type to never let you leave without a goodbye kiss, ensuring every parting moment is filled with warmth and connection. Whether in public or private, he shamelessly snuggles into you, finding comfort and security in your presence. He is the type to be playfully insistent on using pet names like "baby," "sunflower," or "handsome." He brightens up when you call him by his nickname "Hyuck," revealing his softer, more vulnerable side that's reserved just for you.

He’s the type of boyfriend to enjoy teasing and banter, but knows when to set aside the jokes and be serious, especially when it matters the most to you. He’s the type to notice if something is upsetting you, even in a group of people. And he’d go out of his way to check on you to make sure everything was okay. He’s also the type of boyfriend to playfully beg you to cook his favorite dishes like kimchi jjigae, which you almost always give in to.

He’s the type of boyfriend who includes you in his world, whether it’s letting you sit in his lap while he games on his PC or charming you with aegyo when he wants a kiss. Even during your toughest moments, his infectious humor never fails to make you laugh or smile. But on a more serious side, he’s the type of boyfriend who gets overwhelmed by how strong his feelings are for you. Just thinking about how much he loves you is enough to make him tear up.

At the end of the day, Haechan is the type of boyfriend who is not afraid to be playful, and affectionate, and show how deep his feelings are for you. His ability to balance lighthearted moments with genuine sincerity makes every day with him an adventure filled with laughter, love, and heartfelt connections.

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jaemin

Jaemin is the type of boyfriend who is a walking green flag, embodying all the qualities of a loving and considerate partner. He never holds back his affection, constantly showering you with hugs and kisses, and always maintaining some form of physical connection, whether it’s hand-holding or resting a hand on your knee. He’s the type of boyfriend to send daily texts to check up on you if he’s at work, showing his continuous care and concern for your well-being. He’s also the type to scold you for skipping meals or getting sick, even when he does the same sometimes.

He’s the type of boyfriend to shamelessly flirt with you, making you blush with his playful comments and cheeky smirks when he catches you staring at him from across the room. He’s the type to talk about your future together during cuddle sessions, sharing your dreams of getting married and having kids. Beyond physical touches and sweet words, he’s the type of boyfriend who loves to cook for you whenever he can, and he gets equally happy when you cook for him, appreciating every gesture of care you show.

He’s the type of boyfriend who is generally easygoing, though he has his moments of jealousy. He gets laughably envious when you give more attention to his cats than him or when you rave about how Jeno looked on stage. These moments of jealousy are never overbearing but rather endearing, showing how much he values your attention and affection. And he loves that you always reassure him that your heart belongs to him.

He’s the type of boyfriend to take countless photos of you on your dates. Even if you don’t love having your photo taken, he just can’t resist capturing your beauty. Besides, he insists it's for the memories to look back on when you two are old and fray. He’s the type to have his phone gallery filled with pictures of you, and he proudly shows them to his members from time to time. While you could point out all your flaws in one picture, Jaemin never even looked at them. No matter how insecure you might be, he’s the type of boyfriend to make you feel pretty.

Simply put, Jaemin is the type of boyfriend who is practically perfect with his unwavering support and daily reminders of his love. Being in a relationship with him is nurturing, fun, and filled with dreams for the future.

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chenle

Chenle is the type of boyfriend who can be really annoying at times, but you can’t help but love him for it. He loves to joke around and make you laugh, especially when you're feeling down. When he does something that annoys you, he’s quick to make it up with a lot of hugs, using affection to win you over. Most of the time, you end up giving into his silliness and laughing with him.

He’s the type of boyfriend to buy gifts for you quite often, something you kind of had to get used to. He’s the type to surprise you with things he’s seen you admiring online or at a store. Even if you scold him for not saving his money or spending it more wisely, Chenle insists that as your boyfriend, it’s part of his job to spoil you.

He’s also the type of boyfriend to share his passions with you, whether it’s taking you to see a Warrior’s game or having you watch and cheer him on as he plays basketball. His excitement for these activities becomes even more meaningful when you join in, creating shared experiences that deepen your bond. He’s also the type of boyfriend who enjoys traveling and exploring new places with you. He loves taking you out, whether it’s to explore the rural areas of Korea to eat gukbap or book a surprise trip to Shanghai. His spontaneous nature keeps your relationship exciting and full of adventure, with each trip creating cherished memories.

He’s the type of boyfriend who regularly gushes to you about how cute the members are, but gets all shy when you also call him cute. He’s also the type to feel a little betrayed when his dog, Daegal, likes you more than him. However, he can never be sulky for long because he can’t really blame her. And he admires how you always make sure his daughter runs back into his arms.

Altogether, Chenle is the type of boyfriend to keep your life vibrant and full of love with his playfulness, generosity, and genuine care. Although he drives you crazy at times, he teaches you how to have fun and live in the present.

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jisung

Jisung is the type of boyfriend who is super shy in the beginning but gradually becomes more comfortable and open with time. He’s the type to hide behind your back or bury his face in your shirt when he gets embarrassed about something. He’s the type of boyfriend who also loves being taller than you, not in a teasing way, but because it makes him feel more protective. He secretly loves it when you compare the size of your hands, although he blushes every time you do it.

He’s the type of boyfriend to ramble about his curiosity and interests to you. He enjoys talking about the wonders of space and aliens, letting you into his fascinating world of thoughts. He also loves talking about things like MBTI with you and finds joy in learning about yourselves together. Sometimes, he even rants about his debates with Chenle, showcasing his playful and thoughtful side.

He’s also the type of boyfriend to have a lot of serious conversations with you, usually reserved for late nights. He’s the type to lay his head in your lap as he shares what is on his mind. The gentle stroking of your fingers through his hair helps him feel calm and at ease. Sometimes he doesn't even need to say anything, for your open arms provide all the comfort he needs. He’s the type of boyfriend who loves when you hug him, often calming down when anxious thoughts run through his head. Cuddles are even better, especially when you get to fall asleep in each other’s arms, feeling completely safe and loved.

He’s the type of boyfriend who can be quite sentimental, especially when he’s on tour. He misses you deeply and has been known to cry when he thinks about how much he misses you. These moments highlight his deep emotional connection and attachment to you. He’s also the type to feel incredibly touched when you do simple things like cooking for him or surprising him with bunggeobang on a cold day, appreciating the warmth and love you bring into his life.

Over time, Jisung is the type of boyfriend you can build a deep, emotionally mature relationship. Even if he might be the youngest in his group, his maturity shines when he’s with you. He evolves into a loving and thoughtful boyfriend who cherishes every moment with you.

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withleeknow · 1 year ago

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wishful thinking. (07)

chapter seven: built to break

summary: the instruction was plain and simple: no strings attached. but you should’ve known from the beginning that it could never apply to you and him.

pairing: minho x f!reader rating: 18+ (minors dni) genres/warnings: friends to lovers, friends with benefits au, college au; fluff, angst, smut; the gorlies are fighting...?, not much for warnings in this chapter ig word count: 4.3k note: i finally got off my ass and wt is finally back lol. i had a last minute change of plans and thought "oh! you know what would be pretty neat? if we prolong the angst so everyone can be sad for longer!" <3 and this is how i announce that the next chapter is not wt8 but wt7.5 and it's written from his pov <3 merry christmas

as always, i’d appreciate any thoughts or comments you may have, and please drop a like and/or reblog if you enjoy reading ♡

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I’ll hold my breath as I wait for your answer I’ll leave it up to you Tell me whether it’s yes or no Baby, love me or leave me tonight

Love Me or Leave Me - Day6

The warning signs, they're there. You can see them before they materialize. You know your own tells.

Your metaphorical bags are packed, your shoes are already on. You're about to run again, leave a half empty house before it has the chance to become a home. No one has to tell you that you're a flight risk; you're well aware of it yourself.

Wednesday Min: got plans tonight? You: booked and busy with ze old canvas Min: tomorrow? You: same thing probably. sorry Min: u're working hard lately You: yeah this one is just driving me crazy and i need it to turn out decent Min: it'll be perfect. it's u

Thursday Min: running errands at the store Min: want me to bring u anything? that caramel popcorn u like?

Friday Min: don't work too hard. remember to eat

That was three days ago, the last time you'd heard from him after you left him on read. It wasn't a complete lie; this project is driving you kinda crazy and you do need it to end up a decent piece, but you weren't exactly holed up in your apartment to slave over your painting. And you suppose Minho didn't find it all that suspicious because you tend to do this sometimes - disappear for a couple of days and force yourself to focus whenever you had a project to finish, before you come back to everybody again. You've come back to him before; it stands to reason that you'll do it again.

It's been about two weeks since you'd seen him, though the memories of that evening are still fresh in your mind - the evening of the group dinner, when he'd kissed you goodnight and left for his parents' house the following day. True to his words, he did send you pictures of the cats - ones of Soonie wearing a matching hoodie with him, a few of Doongie and Dori napping at the foot of his bed. There was an accompanying text - The kids miss you - along with a frowning emoji, and it made you wonder if what he really meant was I miss you.

You wanted him to miss you, because you missed him too.

The photos brought a smile to your face despite the predicament you found yourself in. A smile that was short lived, a smile that was soon wiped off when you realized your heart shouldn't be swelling with that much affection for him. It shouldn't, but the truth was that it did and you don't know how to live with it.

Love isn't something you've ever learned to hold.

It's beautiful yet full of thorns, and your hands are too clumsy to ever keep it from slipping from your fingers.

You remember when you first met Minho. Freshman year, at some popular senior's house party.

It feels like forever ago when you were just an awkward freshman at orientation who didn't have a single clue on how to make friends. Jess was your first friend in college, and you'll always be grateful that you got along well enough that she adopted you into the group with the rest of the guys.

You didn't cross paths with Minho until you were already acquainted with everyone else. On the night of the party, you remember being enamored with him for those couple of hours, and it wasn't the side effect of too many solo cups of cheap beer. Who in their right mind wouldn't be infatuated with him? He was beautiful, absolutely alluring, and you would always tell him as much.

Back then, he had brown hair, slighter shorter than now but it was tinted with the most gorgeous shade of red. You didn't know much about Minho, only been told that he was pretty quiet and might be off-putting to new people. It was sort of true; that night, you were intimidated by the aura he exuded. Mysterious, couldn't be bothered, didn't seem to give a shit. He looked like a scary little thing, while you were the new kid who was only trying to observe everyone's dynamics, not wanting to overstep any unspoken boundary.

To this day, you're still not sure what really happened, how you two immediately clicked and he's been one of the most important parts of your life ever since.

Maybe it was just him. Maybe it's always been him.

Minho, the one who makes you smile when all you want to do is curl up and cry. The one who makes you laugh when you look for joy but the search comes up empty. The one who grounds you every time you lose your way. Your anchor, the safe harbor you can always return to. The light at the end of a long, long tunnel.

You don't know where you stand, don't know where it goes from here now that everything is changing. He told you so himself, that nothing changed for him, but how could he possibly know that everything is changing for you? And it infuriates you to no end because you don't even have anyone to talk about this with. You're the only person whose world is being turned upside down after all.

You can't tell your friends because they can't know about you and Minho. You can't tell Minho because what would you even say? That you think you're in love with him? That the implications of what it means are devastating to you?

For the first time, you regret everything. Kissing him that night, sleeping with him, becoming whatever this is with him. Letting down your guard and falling for him somewhere along the way and you didn't even stop to notice it. You regret all of the decisions you've made up until now, because they've only led you to the point of no return, the point of losing him. You made bad decision after bad decision after bad decision, until you couldn't anymore. All along, there's been no one else to blame but you.

Maybe it hasn't happened yet, but it's inevitable. You will lose him. You are going to lose him.

There's no other ending, no other alternative that you can imagine. You're going to leave because you're a coward and it's what you do best. You ruin things before they get a chance to hurt you. You leave because if you don't leave then you'll be left behind, and you'd rather not bear the brunt of it.

Now, when you think of Minho, the thought is always accompanied by a painful reminder - Nothing changed for him.

When you get to the cafe, Hyunjin and Seungmin are already seated in a corner booth, three drinks in front of them, one of which they'd ordered for you before you arrived.

You slide into the seat next to Hyunjin, smiling at him appreciatively for the drink. There's still over half an hour before you have to walk to your shared class, over half an hour before Seungmin parts ways with you two to do whatever or whoever it is that Seungmin does on his off days.

"I still think it's Nara," Hyunjin says, casually sipping his iced coffee.

"Nara from your Lit class last semester?"

"Yup."

"Why?"

"I saw them talking at a party once."

"Okay. And?"

"And what? That's it."

"That's... all the evidence you have to back up your claim?"

"Pretty much, yeah."

You wave your hands in front of them. "What are you bozos talking about?"

"He’s still trying to figure out who Minho is hooking up with," Seungmin is the one who answers you without missing a beat, then he turns back to Hyunjin. "Anyway, it can't be Nara. She's dating Jaehyun on the basketball team."

The friend next to you flails his arms like a petulant child, like he couldn't have possibly seen this coming, like he was so sure that he had finally solved the mystery. "Great. I'm back to square one again."

You straighten your back and reach for your drink, tentatively gulping down the beverage as if it'll hide the fact that you've gone stiff the second this topic is brought up. You feel bad about it, sure. These are your friends that you're lying to after all. They don't have to look anywhere far; the answer to the secret is right in front of them.

"We're still on about that?" you ask in the calmest, most nonchalant voice you can muster. You usually consider yourself a believable liar (which, to be honest, isn't really a flex at all), but whenever someone mentions this little arrangement between you and Minho that shouldn't be common knowledge for anyone else, you feel like you're been put under a spotlight for the whole world to scrutinize.

"Duh," Hyunjin says. "You know, I'm kinda surprised that you don't know. You two are like, attached at the hip sometimes."

You give him a thoughtless shrug, your hands fiddling with the sticker on the plastic cup as you avoid looking at either of your friends. "Maybe he just wants to keep private things private, y'know? You wouldn't like either if all of us is suddenly all up in your business. And besides, what if it's just casual?"

Hyunjin scoffs. "Please, I'm an open book. I tell you guys everything. I tell you every time I hook up with someone."

"Yeah, but you see, literally no one needs to know that," Seungmin says.

The taller one only scoffs, waving his hands around dismissively in Seungmin's direction before he turns to you. "If it was just casual, would he save her name as - oh my God, I forgot what her contact name is. Freaking bird person or something."

You make a face. "What?"

"Dude, seriously?" Seungmin rolls his eyes. "You forgot one word? Dove? What is the matter with you?"

Perhaps it's the half-hearted teasing judgment in Seungmin's voice that makes Hyunjin take offense and drop the topic. The conversation veers off course when they start bickering like children in the busy cafe. You suppose it works in your favor, but you can't focus. You drown it all out.

Your hand is still on the cup but the sticker has been left alone and forgotten, half peeled off, half still clinging to the plastic underneath the condensation.

The single word repeats itself in your mind, over and over and over again.

The entire time you're in class, you don't really focus on anything. You can't bring yourself to listen to whatever your professor is saying, not after what Hyunjin and Seungmin told you earlier. At some point, your friend has to nudge your shoulder to bring you back down to earth when usually, you're the one who has to remind Hyunjin to pay attention. Class ends soon enough though; time tends to fly by when your mind is lost elsewhere.

"What's wrong with you today?" he asks with his bag slung over his shoulder, slowing down his steps to match your speed as you walk out of the lecture hall together.

You scratch the back of your neck sheepishly. "Nothing's wrong. I was just tired."

"You wanna grab dinner with me and Felix?"

Any other day, you would've agreed in a heartbeat. But today, you want to be alone. Sometimes, you'd rather wallow in your own misery than settle for a temporary distraction.

You're still stuck on the conversation from earlier, on the small detail that Hyunjin and Seungmin had let slip in the cafe.

Dove.

His dove.

Maybe it doesn't mean anything. Perhaps it's only a nickname that he's assigned to you out of mere platonic fondness, but it makes you conscious about the dove on your own wrist nonetheless, the one that you feel compelled to hide from your friends underneath your long sleeve.

"No, it's okay," you tell Hyunjin. "I'll just go home and sleep it off."

"Okay. I can walk you for a bit," he says. "Just wait with me here. Minho's coming to give me back something he borrowed."

"Minho's coming?" you ask too quickly for it to sound casual. There's a panicked edge that you can hear in your own voice, though you don't think Hyunjin picks it up as he unlocks his phone and types something on the screen.

"Yeah, he was at the library. He's coming over right now, should only be a couple minutes. Then I'll walk back with you."

You shift on your feet uneasily, but you cover it up by rubbing your hands on your arms to pretend like you're just cold. There's no excuse that you could think of that would justify why you can't stand here with Hyunjin for just two more minutes, without giving it away the fact that you're avoiding Minho.

You take in a quiet breath, put on your best brave face. Casual, nonchalant. It's just Minho. Just Minho...

He comes up from behind, where you can't see him. A warm hand gently lands on your shoulder, and it takes everything not to shy away from his touch. It takes even more not to lean into his side.

You've missed it. You've missed him.

"Hey." He smiles at you while Hyunjin only gets a nod in acknowledgment.

"Hey." You return the smile, though you're sure you look a little rigid. You can tell there's an inkling of confusion in his eyes when he senses that your energy is off, but you're thankful he doesn't comment on it, at least not in front of Hyunjin anyway.

You don't notice the paper bag in his other hand until he hands it to your other friend with a simple Thanks, to which Hyunjin just nods along in a silent You're welcome.

"I was going to walk with Y/N for a bit and then meet Felix for food," he tells Minho. "You wanna get burgers with me and Lix?"

"No, thanks. I'm not hungry, I had a late lunch. I'll take the walk though."

You didn't plan on being alone with Minho today, even though you knew you had to talk to him eventually. You just thought you had a little more time, at least until you got your shit together and face him with a brave façade.

Minho's hand brushes yours the entire time you walk, and it's nothing if not confusing. It's unbearable, the way your fingers twitch with the urge to intertwine them with his.

It persists even after Hyunjin has waved you goodbye to you two and turned to head wherever he and Felix agreed to meet. You think Minho would hold your hand now that it's just you and him, but he doesn't. He lets your skin continue to brush, lets you suffer alone and wanting in your sunken disappointment.

It has very little to do with him and everything to do with you, the conflicting thoughts inside your head piling up one by one the more time you spend in his presence.

Dove, the brief display of jealousy at Yeonjun's party, the way he looks at you sometimes that you can't really decipher the meaning behind, how he kisses you so tenderly that it can't possibly be strictly platonic. You want these things to all mean something, and yet...

You want him to hold your hand, but you know you'd wave it off if he tries to reach for your fingers. You want him to stop you right then and there to kiss you breathless, just as he had that night two weeks ago, even though you're sure you'd only dodge his lips and push him away. You want to stay, you want to leave. You're terrified of things changing, but you wish that something, anything, would be different for him; that you aren't the only one who's spinning out of control. You love him, but you wish you didn't.

Eventually, Minho asks, "You okay?"

It's not until now that you realize this is the first time you've ever been this quiet around him. You purse your lips, glancing down briefly at your feet as you keep on treading the rest of the way home. "Yeah, all good. I'm just tired," you tell him, visibly unenthusiastic despite the smile you try to fake. "I just need to sleep it off."

"The project stressing you out?"

"I guess, yeah."

"And here I thought maybe you were avoiding me," he says, half a joke, half inquisitive. "Were you?"

"Was I what?"

"Were you avoiding me?"

You give him a weird look, one that's meant to be dismissive and call his question ridiculous even though you know you've been caught. And maybe it's the over-the-top glance that you throw his way and the way your pitch goes higher when you reply, "Why would I be avoiding you?" that makes him stop walking.

On the other side of the street, there's a couple of kids in high school uniforms, exchanging shy glances and sharing fond giggles.

Minho calls your name softly, and it's like you're just waiting for the ball to drop. You don't want to turn back and look at him, but what other option do you have? What else is there to do?

You can't decipher the expression on his face. He's still calm, but the air has turned serious, the silence of the mostly empty streets surrounding you only serves as the soundtrack of your impending heartbreak. The tender and innocent laughter fades away when young love moves further and further from where you stand. "What?" you ask with faux nonchalance as you look at him, another attempt at stalling. Biding your time even though a few more minutes aren't going to do any good for your case.

Anyone with half a braincell could tell that clearly it's not the truth, let alone someone who has learned to read you better than the back of his hand. He doesn't look like he believes you, though he doesn't push it, much to your surprise.

"Okay," he says after a moment of studying you, and this should be the part where you heave a sigh of relief because he's letting you off the hook for now, but your chest doesn't feel lighter at all. Your head is clouded with dread, with the anticipation that you're only delaying the inevitable.

You walk the rest of the way in awful silence, because you know that he knows something is wrong. You try your best to appear composed, but he sees right through you. You know he does.

You must look like a frightened animal, one that's about to take off running any second now.

When you reach your building, Minho is quick to keep you with him before you can make up a lame excuse and bolt.

"Hey," he starts, his voice so impossibly gentle that it hurts. "You know you can tell me anything, right?"

Heavier and heavier, it weighs you down until you feel like your chest is going to collapse. The nerves gnaw on you, clawing into you until you feel your heartbeat quicken, the overwhelming dread simmering low in your belly.

"I know," you say, but deep down, what you're really thinking is, Not this. This is the one thing I can't tell you.

"Is everything okay?"

It's the way that Minho's got his gaze set on you with those deep brown irises, the concern so apparent in them that it hurts you. It's the way he looks like he wants to reach out and touch you - a comforting hand on your shoulder or your back like you're so familiar with - but he has to hold himself back or you might slip away.

It's him, how he always puts you first, how he cares about you in ways that you've never been cared about before. He understands you, he sees you. It feels like it could be love if you let the lines blur just enough.

Is love supposed to hurt? Like this?

Maybe it's not that you don't know how to hold love. Maybe it's because you're not meant to hold it at all. Insignificant, unlovable.

And... it's the reminder that cuts through the dread like the sharpest knife.

You leave his question unanswered, because nothing is okay and you can't tell him any of it. You can't lie to him either, because it's the last thing that you want to do to him.

Instead, you ask, "We're good... right? We're okay?"

"What do you mean?"

You gesture between the two of you, though you're not sure what that's supposed to signify. "Just...," you trail off for a second, hesitant. "Nothing's changed, right?"

Minho doesn't answer right away. He looks at you for a moment, searching for something in your eyes that you can't tell if he's able to find.

He nods, seemingly wistful as he says, "Nothing's changed."

He seems unsure about it, at least more than he was just a few weeks ago when he told you the same thing in your apartment with his fingers wrapped around your wrist. The tug between his brows - though barely noticeable - tells you as much.

Is it because something is different now? Or does he only sound uncertain out of concern, because of you and how you're acting?

Then he continues, "For me, at least."

And there it is.

It's the confirmation this time around that turns you inside out so his simple words could cut into you.

You swallow thickly, put on a smile like you're pleased with his answer even though you're trying your hardest to stop yourself from shaking. Whatever energy you had left is instantly drained from you just because of a few words.

Your sentences get smashed together, tangled up like barbed wire and they only make you bleed when you try to pull them apart. All your nervous tics coming out to play despite your best efforts to keep them at bay. A frustrated hand running through your hair, gripping at the roots a little harshly. Your bottom lip pulled between your teeth and your eyes turning glassy for a split second before you blink the moisture away, because you can't let Minho see you like this. See you trying to keep your pathetic heart intact while he's none the wiser.

He's fine. And unlike you, he's going to be okay when this is over.

Unavoidable and inevitable, the end will come whether you like it or not. You're the only one who won't make it out unscathed, and it will only shatter you into more pieces the longer you drag this out.

Just rip the bandaid off. Salvage whatever you can. Stop digging the grave even deeper for yourself.

One second, then two, then three. You don't speak until you have enough faith that your voice is even enough to carry out a few sentences.

"Okay, uhm... I think I need some time for myself. We should..." But it isn't, and you crack halfway through. The sound is deafening to your own ears. "We should take a break. We should stop this."

Minho doesn't question if you mean the secret between the two of you, or your friendship entirely. Instead, he asks, "Why?"

"I told you." You clear your throat. "I need time for myself."

You can't tell what he's thinking, but the knife twists inside of you nonetheless.

He takes a step closer, you take a step back.

You watch as his face falls, and the same feeling mirrors itself within the confines of your ribcage. Your heart drops at the sight of his eyes, deep brown irises stained with a little confusion, then a little hurt though it lasts for only a few seconds. The slight slump of his shoulders, the absence of the familiar playfulness he always sports when he's with you.

He blinks.

"Time for yourself, or time away from me?"

You say nothing.

You don't address his question directly, and your reluctance to do so is a loud enough answer in and of itself. "Why does that matter? What's the difference?"

"It matters if I did something to upset you."

"You didn't."

"Okay. So?"

This is confusing, because he's not letting you rip the bandaid clean off and you don't know why. "Nothing's changed, right? If it didn't mean anything to you, why can't you just drop this?"

Minho is quiet for a beat. His eyes are searching again, but this time, you think he finds something.

Everything is still and you hate it - the silence of the streets, the scrutinizing orange glow of the streetlights as if they're watching the scene unfold, even the innocent cat that's sitting by itself on the balcony on one of the floors higher up. You hate all of it.

"I never said it didn't mean anything," he tells you.

It makes you a little angry for some reason, and there's enough red to cloud your vision because his words are contradicting and you're tired, you're so exhausted that you can't focus on what it is that he's really saying.

"So you lied to me?"

"I've never lied to you."

"I asked you before and you said nothing's changed. Now you're saying whatever this is didn't not mean anything. Make up your mind."

It gets redder when he keeps his eyes fixed on you, still so calm despite the frown that has returned to its place between his brows. Still so collected, while you're being pulled apart at the seams.

The ball doesn't drop the way you expect it to. It keeps falling so insufferably slowly, hanging over you like it's mocking you for being stupid, like it's milking every second of suspense to make you implode.

Until Minho speaks next and suddenly, it feels like the air has been sucked out of your lungs. His voice, still so soft and tender. His eyes, reading something in yours that you can't bear to admit out loud.

"You really don't see it, do you?"

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hemlockesprings · 7 months ago

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omgomg Ik i’m def NOT the first person to say this but hiii I can’t believe you’re on tumblr I have some fun qnas if you wouldn’t mind (i’m an aspiring singer/songwriter and love hearing from some others :D)

-what’s your main inspiration?

-anyone in particular lead you to being a singer?

-any tips for new singer/songwriters?

-who’s your favorite artist or song?

-favorite show, color, etc? I don’t want these all to seem like work things I’m genuinely estatic to see you on tumblr

hiiiiiiiii 🥰 love the questions:

-what’s your main inspiration?

PEOPLE!

Bad people, good people, tall people, small people, imaginary people! They're so interesting! We are truly unpredictable, we're terrifyingly fascinating!

-anyone in particular lead you to being a singer?

ANYONE?

....no 😅

But to keep it a buck, I probably wouldn't have become a singer if Grimes hadn't commented "this is good" on my second video to my first song as hemlocke springs. I feel like their comment caused a lot more people to see my vids!

..So I guess lowkey Grimes did 😅 But before that, I had no intentions of becoming a singer lol

-any tips for new singer/songwriters?

Don't focus on logistics and lack of knowledge too much! Just write!

-who’s your favorite artist or song?

I'll do you one better: favorite artist AND song. 👊🏾

Favorite artist:

(Kate Bush)

Favorite song:

there's too many! But there's one that always makes my Spotify wrapped:

-favorite show, color, etc?

Wheww....yup that changes weekly I feel 😅

Favorite show: The Amazing World of Gumball (had NO business being so funny)

Favorite Color: Pink (but not the Pepto Bismol pink, that's nasty)

(here's some more you didn't ask for)

Favorite Kpop Group: Hmm....Probably BTS (they're my screensaver) but I've been really into ATEEZ! And lowkey, I didn't listen to anyone but Day6 for a solid 6 months!

Favorite Anime: It WAS Violet Evergreen, but now I feel like it's The Apothecary Diaries (it's so so SO so good)!

Favorite Animal: 🐈 (cat), with 🐰(bunnies) a close second. I hate dogs (sorryyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy a bit of trauma with them)

Okiiii that's all I got! So happy you're ecstatic!

-🔒🤩

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yodatzutzu · 4 months ago

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i need somebody

(aespa Winter x Male Reader) ❄️pairing: Cheater! Idol! Winter x Cheated! Idol! Male Reader ❄️genre: angst ❄️w/c: 762 words ❄️warning: not proofread, some grammar mistakes maybe ❄️tags: lovers, betrayal, cheating occured ❄️a/n: Hello, this is Tzu! It's been a long time since I wrote fanfiction, I'm also new to Tumblr, so the formatting might be dank lol. This is just a short drabble I did, and hopefully I can make this into a series to show Y/N's past with Winter and how the heartbreak occurred. I suggest playing the song while you read to get into the feels, you know? :>

A melodic whistle was heard throughout the stadium as the lights slowly faded in a tone Winter was very familiar with, the spotlight focused on Y/N highlighting his sky blue guitar with a snowflake brooch pinned on the strap. The light then highlighted each member of the band. Y/N walked towards his microphone and started to sing his verse.

Hello geogi

Nugu eopsna

Where is

Y/N sang his lines with calmness and a pang of sadness, while strumming his guitar slowly to play the notes while closing his eyes trying to focus on their performance.

Naege daedap hana

Haejul nugunga

Is anyone there?

Y/N opens his eyes and scans the audience while slowly singing, his caramel eyes stopping at her. The same eyes he loved staring at, now gazes back at him with sadness and regret.

Sarajyeo jeomjeom sori eopsi

Naegeseo amu iyu eopsi

Hoksina jeonbuda chakgagin geonji

Kkumsogeseo seoroga seororeul boneun geonji

As Wonpil sings his part of the song, memories flashes through Winter’s mind playing back her mistakes and stupid decisions which caused her to be unfaithful to the one she truly loved.

Why am I alone

Nareul dulleossan saramdeul soge

Y/N continued to play his guitar even though a deep frown muzzles his face, reminiscing about his experiences on why he wrote this song while Young K sang the chorus beautifully.

Why am I alone

Hollo namgyeojin jigeum nugunga piryohae (hey, oh)

Jigeum nugunga piryohae

Y/N continued the second part of the chorus while closing his eyes against the memories that flooded in because of Winter’s gaze. Slowly tears pooled in his eyes while he continued to sing melodically for the audience.

Hello amudo eopsnayo

Nareul badajul sarameun yeogi

Is anyone here?

Dagawa naege sori eopsi

Jabajwo amu iyu eopsi

Y/N sang his verse, the melody of his voice enchanting the whole stadium. Y/N’s voice is laced with sadness. Then Y/N whistled the familiar tone once again, that joyful tone that Winter taught him when they were trainees.

Why am I alone

Nareul dulleossan saramdeul soge

Why am I alone

Hollo namgyeojin jigeum nugunga piryohae

Jigeum nugunga piryohae

Young K and Sungjin harmonized through the chorus, their words flowing like a gentle stream making the audience in the stadium feel the raw emotions the song is conveying.

Ye chimmugeul jikineun saie

Modureul tteona bonaen deut hae

Nae meorissoge ullineun siren

Hwaksilhi igeon anin deut hae

Chimmugeul jikineun saie

Modureul tteona bonaen deut hae

Oh now I got to do something

All of Day6 then sang in unison while expertly playing their instruments. Wonpil and Young K are glancing at Y/N, knowing this song hits hard for him. Dowoon and Sungjin smile, offering support for their maknae. After Wonpil’s line, the bass and guitar faded out. Only the keyboard and drums remained.

Y/N let go of his guitar letting it hang on his body loosely and grasped the microphone tightly preparing to sing the last chorus of the song.

Why am I alone

Nareul dulleossan saramdeul soge

Why am I alone

He let himself feel all the emotions he bottled up over the last few months. The copious amount of emotions he’d let fester within him exploded as he belted out the lyrics. He traced the outline of the snowflake brooch on his guitar strap, a painful reminder of the person he loved with all his heart, the one who he wanted to grow old with, the one that betrayed him.

Hollo namgyeojin jigeum nugunga piryohae (hey, oh)

Jigeum nugunga piryohae (hey, oh)

He then ripped it off suddenly causing the pin to break, and shattering the snowflake. Tears distorted his vision as he sang, showering his cheeks. All the instruments came back to life as if trying to show their support to Y/N.

Jigeum nugunga piryohae

Y/N’s head hung low, his hands grasping his microphone tightly, tears streaming down his face. His throat tightened, his voice breaking before singing the last line.

The lights then slowly fade out, and Y/N’s composure suddenly crumbles causing him to break down in tears. Winter adopted a remorseful look, turning away from the sight of Y/N crumbling down on stage, while her eyes burned with the tears that begged to be set free. The stadium applauded the band as they help Y/N walk to the backstage

She sighed deeply and shut her eyes letting the tears fall freely on her cheeks. She curses herself on why she did it, Why was she so stupid to cheat on him?

#Spotify #aespa winter x male reader #aespa x reader #winter x male reader #winter x reader #kpop x reader #kpop x male reader #kim minjeong x male reader #kim minjeong x reader #kpop x y/n #male reader #angst

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kayewrite · 11 months ago

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How to Love?

genre:; fluff, angst (not really). word counting: 1754

Seungmin x reader (ft. mingyu of seventeen). college Seungmin!. Medicine student Seungmin! (will write lots of university fics because im delulu college student *sobs)

wherein: You are just curious, and you asked for tips from your friend, who willingly helped you.

i reccommend you to listen "how to love" by Day6

You've never been in a relationship before.

Your focus has always been on studying. Study. And more study.

Aiming for the top has always been your priority, which is why the idea of having a boyfriend (or girlfriend) never even crossed your mind.

Besides, no one’s ever asked you out, so why bother thinking about relationships when the opportunity hasn’t even presented itself? (By the way, you’re not some stereotypical nerd. You love makeup and dressing up for yourself.)

But now that you’re in college, things are different. Your goals are getting harder to achieve. It’s not just that the course is challenging; it’s also because it’s not what you wanted to study in the first place. You’re here because of family pressure, and that’s made it even harder to keep up with your lessons.

In college, you start to realize something important:

Studying too much can really drain you.

As you look around, you notice how others are balancing their lives. Your deskmate parties every weekend, yet somehow she has the same grades as you. The notorious bad boy sitting in front, who’s always playing with girls' hearts and puts his studies at the bottom of his priority list, scored higher than you in Differential Equations.

And then there’s your dorm mate, who blushes while talking to someone on the phone. She has a boyfriend, yet she manages to balance her studies without letting it distract her. (By the way, why is she blushing?)

"I'm tired, physically and mentally," you say, resting your head on the cafeteria table while Seungmin, your friend, munches on his sandwich.

"That's what you get after not sleeping for several days and then pressuring yourself too much," he replies, continuing to eat his sandwich—wait, that’s yours!

You lift your head, tired but still sane.

"Then what should I do? What do college students do? Isn’t it our responsibility to learn?"

Seungmin rolls his eyes at your statement. "What are we, robots?" He puts down your sandwich and wipes his mouth with a napkin, realizing that it’s yours and that he should stop eating. (Only 1/8 of the sandwich is left.)

"Listen, you need to get a life. You’re wasting your college years with your nose buried in books. You should enjoy college because after this, adult life limits your happiness. So, as long as you can, enjoy and live your life."

On a normal day, you’d tease him, calling him dumb and saying he’s talking nonsense, but maybe because you’re so tired, or something else, for the first time what he’s saying makes sense.

"Wow, you’re making sense." Your face lights up, and Seungmin can’t help but laugh. "Is that what studying medicine does to you?"

"I'm always a genius, you dumbass. Eat my medals."

What Seungmin said rings in your brain. For the first time, you don’t stress about the upcoming exam.

"Seungmin," you call out after a long, comfortable silence.

"What?"

"I should date."

"Date what?"

"Date someone."

Suddenly, Seungmin clasps his hands together in an overly dramatic way and closes his eyes.

"Finally, my prayers have been heard."

But how do you start?

You weren’t pressured by your surroundings, right? You just want to experience it.

Experience.

But how?

"How?" you ask Seungmin when you sit under the mango tree, studying (again).

"How what? Don’t ask me math questions."

"I mean… how did you meet Shin?" you ask, closing your book.

Seungmin has a lot of experience in love. He’s had many girlfriends (and why not? He’s handsome). So asking him questions about love is never difficult.

Seungmin looks at you intently, his face showing a hint of curiosity.

"She came to me."

"And then what?" Curiosity is evident on your face. Why haven’t you asked him questions like this before?

"And then we dated."

"That fast?"

"It’s because she loved me too much, and I was just doing her a favor." You slap him hard.

"You’re a playboy."

"I’m not. I’m kind."

"So if anyone likes you, you just date them?"

"Well… no."

"I think I’m an idiot for asking you for advice." You lean back and open your book again.

Seungmin laughs at you. He realizes you must be serious about your decision, so why not help? (As a good friend should.)

"Okay, now listen to me. You won’t regret this decision, right?"

"Why are you getting scary?" you comment as he speaks with an unusually serious face.

"I mean, as your friend—a handsome friend, mind you—I’m going to tell you…" He pauses for dramatic effect. "How to love."

You pause, then hit his arm.

"Why are you making that serious face? You’re so funny." You both laugh, and when you’re tired from laughing, Seungmin continues.

"First, fall in love."

"Well, step one is kinda hard."

"Just use your charm, and then you’ll find love. And never let go of the people who want to take care of you. Have you seen yourself? You’re pushing people away."

"I am?" You think back to times in your life when you’ve pushed people away.

"Yes. So never do that. And if you find love, contact me for step two." He laughs, then stands up and runs off.

"What is this, a YouTube tutorial?" you sigh and open your book again, but your attention isn’t there.

"How can I find it?"

You sat alone at your usual spot in the cafeteria, a tray of untouched food in front of you. The sounds of chatter and laughter surrounded you, but your mind was elsewhere, replaying Seungmin's words about finding love. You let out a small sigh, thinking about how you’d even begin.

As you poked at your sandwich, someone slid into the seat across from you. You looked up, surprised. It was Mingyu, the handsome senior from your department. You’d seen him around before, but never this close. He had a confident, easygoing smile that made your heart skip a beat.

“Hey,” he said casually, setting his coffee down. “Mind if I sit here?”

You blinked, momentarily lost for words, then nodded. “Sure.”

He grinned. “I’ve seen you around. You’re always so focused, it’s impressive.”

You felt a blush creep up your cheeks. “Thanks, I guess. I just… try to stay on top of things.”

“You don’t have to explain,” he chuckled. “I get it. College is a lot. But you know, it’s also important to have fun.”

You looked at him, curiosity piqued. “And what do you do for fun?”

Mingyu leaned back, taking a sip of his coffee before answering. “I hang out with friends, play some basketball, and sometimes… I just like to talk to interesting people.”

Your heart fluttered at his words, and you couldn’t help but smile. The conversation flowed naturally from there—jokes, stories, shared frustrations about classes. Time seemed to fly by, and before you knew it, the bell rang, signaling the end of the lunch period.

Mingyu stood up, grabbing his things. “Hey, this was fun. Can I get your number? Maybe we can do this again sometime.”

Your heart raced as you fumbled to take out your phone. “Yeah, sure.”

After exchanging numbers, Mingyu flashed you one last smile before heading off to his next class. You sat there for a moment, still processing what had just happened. Then, without thinking, you grabbed your phone and dialed Seungmin.

“I think I found it,” you said as soon as he picked up.

Seungmin's voice on the other end was a mix of surprise and amusement. “Already? Wow, that was fast.”

Later that day, you met Seungmin again, and he couldn’t believe how quickly things had progressed. “So, what’s step two?” you asked, eager to hear more of his so-called wisdom.

Seungmin smirked. “Step two is to develop trust. It’s not easy, especially when you don’t know someone that well, but it’s crucial.”

You nodded, feeling a bit anxious. Trust wasn’t something you gave easily, but you were determined to see this through.

As days turned into weeks, you and Mingyu kept in touch, though not always frequently. He was busy with his senior projects, and you were swamped with your own studies, but whenever you did talk, there was a comfort and ease that made you feel safe. You found yourself trusting him, even when he wasn’t around.

One day, he invited you to a coffee shop off-campus. You said yes without hesitation. The atmosphere was cozy, with soft music playing in the background. As you sat across from Mingyu, sipping your drinks and chatting about anything and everything, you felt a warmth spread through you.

“I really enjoy spending time with you,” Mingyu said, his eyes twinkling as he looked at you. “Will you go out with me?”

You didn’t answer right away, but the smile on your face said it all.

The next time you saw Seungmin, he could tell something had changed. You were happier, lighter, and it was all thanks to Mingyu. “Alright, you’re ready for step three,” Seungmin said with a grin.

“What’s that?” you asked, still smiling from your last date.

“Build commitment. That’s the final step,” he said, though there was a hint of something else in his voice—something you couldn’t quite place. But you were too caught up in your happiness to notice.

As the days passed, you and Mingyu grew closer. You spent more time together, studying, laughing, sharing your dreams and fears. You felt safe with him, and that trust grew into something deeper. But every now and then, when you were with Seungmin, you’d catch him looking at you with an expression you couldn’t quite read.

One afternoon, you were in the library with Mingyu, your heads bent over your books. Seungmin walked by, and you looked up, catching his eye. He smiled, a soft, bittersweet smile that made your heart ache just a little. He was happy for you, that much was clear, but there was something more—something he wasn’t saying.

You watched him walk away, a thought nagging at the back of your mind. But before you could dwell on it, Mingyu nudged you, making you laugh with another one of his jokes. The moment passed, and you pushed the thought aside.

But deep down, you knew. You knew there was more to Seungmin’s advice than just friendly concern. And as you watched him disappear into the stacks of books, you realized that maybe, just maybe, the steps to love he’d shared with you were ones he’d already taken… with you.

#seungmin x reader #stray kids fanfic #stray kids x reader #seungmin #seungmin x you #seungmin fic #college life #books #currently reading #mingyu x reader #stray kids #fluff #angst #seventeen #stray kids x you #seungmin x y/n

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pcheyes · 1 year ago

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i thought you loved me?

☆pairing: 희승 x reader

☆word count: 384

��warnings: angst, reader throws stuff at heeseung?

☆genre: angst, lovers to strangers

☆song suggestion: you were beautiful-day6

☆summary: heeseung came over for what you thought was a date, but you were so wrong

please, please cant we make this work?

you begged him, pulling on his hand, bringing your hand up to graze his face.

but he pushes your hand away, looking at you

like he had shut off.

from you, from everything.

he looks at you and repeats the cold break up letter his company made him say.

we aren’t working. we never did, and this relationship benefited neither of us. i need to focus on my career and not on this little relationship.

your heart broke, right then and there into a million pieces. you dropped to the floor and started sobbing.

did everything we did together mean nothing? the nights i snuck into your dorm as we giggled and talked about nothing, but yet everything. you tug at his pants edge

please no, no you still love me, right? you start chuckling as you stand up.

yeah, your company, your company made you say this right? right?

he never responds, his face as cold as it was when he walked into your apartment.

you stop talking and stand there

you and him

suddenly you feel a wave of anger. how could he? you knew he loved you, he adored you. he would never do this to you.

how could you? i thought we had something! you couldn’t even have the backbone to say no to your stupid company. i hate you! i hate you i hate you i hate you!

you start screaming at him as you start to throw things at him. pillows, blankets, anything you could get your hands on.

but he stood there. taking every hit, not saying a single word

you grabbed the plushie he won for you on your first date, and just as you were about to throw it in his face your adrenaline died out.

you just stood there until you muttered the three words that broke his heart.

get out now

you drop the plushie, the one that he won for you, not daring to pick it back up.

he stands there for a bit, and then bows to you.

and he walks out.

you drop to the floor, sobbing as you hold his plushie to your chest.

as soon as he walks out, he starts sobbing.

you didn’t want this, and neither did he.

never in a billion years

authors note: my first angst piece !! life was unfortunately not life-ing when i wrote this :(

taglist, msg or comment to added: @unikivrse

#enhypen #enhypen imagines #enhypen x reader #enhypen heeseung #lee hee #lee heeseung #lee heesung x reader #heeseung #heeseung angst #heeseung x reader #enhypen dr #enhypen drabbles #enhypen head #enhypen headcanons #heeseung x you #heeseung x y/n

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thebookofdowoon · 1 month ago

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focus (do not edit) ✨ 250330 | ‘forever young’ in daegu d2

#dowoon #yoon dowoon #day6 #250330 #2025 #fantaken #focus #era: band aid #noot

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catch-me-hello · 2 months ago

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Stray Kids, Episode 8: the audience is filled with camera men

Concert time in Shinchon! We have our Stray Kids, a concert stage in the middle of the street, tons of fans, and some mystery guests posing as fans to evaluate and possibly eliminate. There’s a LOT at stake here. Let’s goooo!

The show is still calling this “busking.” I think actual buskers would like a word.

Our boys are overwhelmed by the crowd size and trying to get their bearings. They bow and make their very first introduction to the public. The girls scream in response. Bang Chan thanks everyone for coming out on such a cold night. The girls scream in response. Han asks if anyone has been watching their survival show on Mnet. The girls scream in response. Are the group’s mics even on?

The group members then introduce themselves individually, and while they wait for their turns, Woojin and Bang Chan spot Jun K from 2pm in the crowd, along with Rado of the songwriting and production team Black Eyed Pilseung. We have our first mystery guests!

Jun K and Rado

Our next two are Noh Kyu Min and Yoon Joon Pil. They’re celebrity reporters from TenAsia, a pop culture news website similar to Entertainment Weekly or PopMatters.

TenAsia celebrity reporters

We’re not done. As Changbin talks to the crowd, we see two more mystery guests arrive backstage. It’s Yugyeom and BamBam from GOT7! As they settle in to watch the show on a monitor, they’re joined by – oh my God I love this group – Sungjin and YoungK from Day6!

So much is happening at once. Onstage, Seungmin announces their first song, “Hellevator.” The crowd knows this one, since the music video has been out for a while. This is a rough one for our boys, because they’ve had to change the song’s arrangement and choreo from nine members to eight. (Seriously, when is Lee Know coming back?)

No time to dwell on it. Time for “Hellevator.” Let’s do this.

A few mistakes here and there. Someone’s clip-on mic comes loose. (They’re all moving so fast, I can’t see whose it is.) Woojin’s voice misses a high note. They’re clearly nervous, but overall, it’s a good performance. They just need to shake off the pressure, clip that mic back on, and focus.

Changbin acknowledges to the crowd that they are now eight instead of nine. “Today, I think about him more,” he says. The crowd shouts encouragement. I.N, who is an immediate crowd favorite, announces the next song. It’s “School Life.” He really is adorable. Okay, showtime!

WAY better. They’re more confident now, and Bang Chan interacts with the audience, provoking even more adoring screams. They seem to be having fun now. And based on the way even the mystery guests are gushing over him, I think I.N is safe from elimination.

The boys announce their final song, “YAYAYA.” We haven’t heard this one yet, but it’s the one Felix was nervous about in the last episode. We learn that they’ve all had a hard time writing and choreographing this new song in a week, along with the overall rehearsal. They’re all stressed out, and Bang Chan tells us in a confessional that he’s most worried about Felix being eliminated.

We get a flashback to Felix practicing for hours by himself and constantly making mistakes. He suddenly leans against the wall, slides down to the floor, and bursts into tears.

I need a minute.

JYP, if you eliminate that Aussie boy, I will (looking up Australian slang) get aggro on your ass and bung on a blue. I don’t know exactly what that entails, but I mean every bloomin’ word, mate.

Flashback over. Showtime. Come on, Felix…

I love the song. I love the wild energy of the choreo. It’s going incredibly well, and then …

It’s hard to get a clear screenshot, but Felix stumbles during a dance step and almost falls. He recovers immediately and keeps going like nothing happened, but our celebrity guests definitely noticed. The fans, of course, don’t care. They may have been too obsessed with I.N to even notice.

The performance seems to keep going well, and now Felix gets a rap solo. Let’s see him redeem himself. This is the rap he’s been practicing over and over this past week.

Something’s off. I can tell from the expression on Jun K’s face. The subtitles won’t tell us what’s going on, but I think Felix may have been struggling with the lyrics. The boys then finish the song by throwing confetti into the crowd and landing perfectly in their final formation.

They did it. The concert is a success. Felix made some mistakes, but the others made mistakes during the first song. I think he’ll be okay. Honestly, based on the crowd reaction, I don’t see anyone getting eliminated today.

Seungmin thanks the crowd and mentions again that they miss Lee Know. At first, I’m wondering why the group keeps bringing him up, but then I remember the audience has been watching the show. They know he’s been eliminated. The group has to address it. He’s the elephant on the stage.

The group bows, says goodbye, and leaves the stage. The exhilaration gives way to anxiety as they remember they’re about to be evaluated by a lot of famous people. They go backstage and find our GOT7 and Day6 guests. They didn’t even know these idols were watching.

GOT7 and Day6 talk with our boys about what it was like back when they were busking. Fun Fact: The English word “busking” is the same word they use in Korean. Second Fun Fact: WHAT THEY DID WAS NOT BUSKING. Good grief …

We now cut to the day after the concert, and I’m really getting nervous now. JYP has met with Jun K and Rado to review footage of the concert and has told them to judge “coldly.” I stress-eat a box of Triscuits. Now the boys are lined up waiting for their evaluation. For some reason, the room is dark. It looks like they’re about to be executed. Then JYP comes in and sits at a table in front of them. Here we go.

Turns out the concert did not go as well as the fans and I thought it did. JYP tells them he is looking for improvement and growth potential, and he’s worried that some members will take too long to improve. He says he has to eliminate someone who has been the biggest weakness to the team.

I can’t breathe.

He tells Bang Chan he has to improve in everything. His vocals aren’t stable. He tells Woojin that both his vocals and dancing need work. And Hyunjin still has trouble enunciating when he raps.

JYP is more direct when he gets to Felix. He looks Felix right in the eye and says, “You made a mistake in the end. Why did you do that?”

Felix stays quiet. JYP keeps going. “A bigger problem is that when you rap, it doesn’t reach out to me at all, Felix, because you lack in Korean language.” His voice is scolding now. I’m dreading whatever’s about to happen.

JYP takes a long pause. Then he sighs deeply and says that the potential eliminations are Hyunjin, Woojin, and Felix. Of course he’s not going to eliminate Bang Chan. This group needs their leader.

Another long pause.

He tells Woojin he’ll give him another chance to improve. Now it’s down to Hyunjin and Felix.

Again, he tells Felix he’s not good in Korean. He needs to become fluent, which will take time. But he needs more time than the company has to give him.

So, Felix is eliminated.

Felix doesn’t seem to register the news at first. He just nods his head. But his fellow Aussie Bang Chan is blinking back tears. Everyone else is staring at the floor.

JYP goes on to lecture the group about how big the competition is out there, but I’m just waiting for Felix to react. He just isn’t moving.

JYP tells them this elimination will make the group better, which really has to sting. I just want him to shut up at this point, but he tells the remaining seven members to knit themselves tightly together, and he hopes that there will be no more eliminations.

He stands to leave and tells Felix, “You’ve worked hard.” Felix bows and thanks him. When JYP leaves, Felix drops his head and turns away from the rest of the group. Now he cries. His bandmates try to comfort him.

Felix sobs as he apologizes for letting them down, and this is just awful. The worst part is that I understand the decision. Not being fluent in Korean is a huge problem when you’re trying to be a K-pop idol. Learning a language takes way longer than the two months Felix has been here. If I were watching this show when it first aired, the decision would have broken my heart, but I would have understood. It’s only through seeing what a huge star he is now, and how necessary he is to Stray Kids now, that I know it’s not the right decision.

Now we get a moment that I’m pretty sure must be iconic in the STAY fandom. Bang Chan walks over to Felix. In his Australian-accented English, he says, “Always find me, yeah? I’m never going to leave you behind.”

I don’t know exactly what’s happening in Bang Chan’s mind right now, but he clearly hasn’t given up.

Felix hugs the rest of his bandmates, and I’m a mess. I know he’s coming back at some point, but this is just AWFUL. We then see him in a confessional. He just looks exhausted.

“My heart hurts a lot,” he tells us. For someone whose Korean is supposed to be so terrible, he’s really expressing himself now. “I don’t know what I should do now.”

Hyunjin tells us, “Felix is like a child. He needs to be taken care of. He has such a warm heart.” Okay, this is officially killing me. Please make it stop.

We get a montage of Felix’s time on the show, set to sad piano music, and I hate everything.

Now Bang Chan is crying in a confessional. Through his sobs, he’s still speaking English. “Even when you were really struggling, I should have been there. I’m so sorry.” That’s all he can get out.

We end with Felix looking into the camera and saying, “To all the Stray Kids members, I’m really thankful. Thank you for helping me a lot. Thank you so much. I’m sorry I can’t be together with you guys.”

With that, the episode ends.

Dammit, Bang Chan, I know you have something planned. Whatever it is, get it done. Get BOTH our boys back.

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