#did hoshi dress up along with them for the kicks?

[bluemari23]

don't wanna cry || choi seungcheol

summary: you had been ignored and neglected again, on the night of your soul bond anniversary. you were tired and felt defeated. and it took just that for your soulmate to snap out of his funk and remind you of why you were soulmates.

pairing: choi seungcheol x reader

genre: soulmates, soul bonds, soulmarks, angst, major angst

warnings: reader feels neglected, mentions of past issues, minor mention of death, cheol messes up bad and tries to fix it

word count: 1.5k

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It had been the fourth time the boys had run through the dance, Hoshi demanding they get it perfect once before leaving for the night. This specific dance had been trouble for some of the boys, different sections needing tweaking before Hoshi would give the okay. 

You were supposed to be going out to dinner with your soulmate; it was the anniversary of when you met and your soulbond kicked in. Seungcheol said he made a reservation at your favorite restaurant, and to dress nice. But when time passed, and it got closer to the time you were supposed to be ready and he still wasn’t home, you got worried. 

So, you got ready and went to the company, and found your soulmate and his band still practicing. 

“Oh goodness, baby! I didn’t even realize. I’m so sorry. I can’t leave until we get this dance right.” Seungcheol had run up to you, your outfit earning you a few teasing whistles from the boys and them earning a scowl from their leader. 

You sighed inside, knowing how dedicated your soulmate was to his group, but you couldn’t help the neglect you had been feeling lately. Tour season was coming up, and Seungcheol was just coming off from an injury. You knew he felt compelled to do his best for his group and for carat’s but sometimes you felt like you didn’t fit into the fold.

“It’s okay, Cheol. I’ll wait.” And you did, you sat in one of the chairs off to the side and watched as they practiced the choreography again and again. 

Time passed and you missed your reservation, you realized as you looked at your phone, checking the time. Your home screen a picture of you and Cheol, a big smile on your face as he pressed a messy kiss to your cheek. It was from your first date, a couple months after you found each other and his name appeared on your forearm in gold. 

You knew that Seungcheol was an idol, but you still couldn’t help but to feel selfish for wanting to be a part of his life; wanting him to spend time with you instead of staying up, for him to come home and instead falling asleep after midnight. You wanted him to make an effort to spend time with you instead of you staying around and waiting for him. 

You were soulmates but you felt more like a roommate. 

“Hey Cheolie, I think I’m gonna head back home.” You finally gave up; it was a little after ten pm and your reservation was scheduled for six pm. You had been here for hours and he hadn’t even glanced your way.

“I’m so sorry, baby. I—I’ll make it up to you, I promise!” Seungcheol said the words he said every time, and you wanted to nod along to his words like every time, smiling softly at his empty promises, but you didn’t have the energy to this time. 

“I uhm, think I might go spend the weekend at my friend’s. She’s been wanting to uhm catch up. Don’t wait up.” You couldn’t help but sound defeated, not even giving your soulmate a smile as you spoke. You were tired. 

“Goodbye boys!” You yelled out looking past Seungcheol and waved goodbye to the boys before leaving, not acknowledging him. 

You couldn’t hide the tears you felt falling as you wondered if soulmates always ended up together. 

-*-*-

Seungcheol felt stunned, your actions and expressions making him wonder what happened. He noticed the tired expression on your face and how defeated you sounded and it had him wondering what he did. 

“Hey, is Y/n okay?” Joshua walked up to him as Hoshi called a break, obviously knowing something was going on. 

“I—I don’t know?” Seungcheol was confused, his eyes still watching the door you just walked out of. 

“Well, when was the last time you two talked?” Seungcheol’s mind tried coming up with any recent moment of just the two of you, but he couldn’t and Joshua could tell. 

“Cheol, do you remember what you planned tonight?” He asked again and grew a little annoyed at how clueless his leader was when he didn’t answer.

“Look, I understand that you want to jump right back into everything, but that doesn’t mean you neglect your soulmate. Tonight was your soul anniversary and instead of spending it with your soulmate, who was dressed so nice and pretty for you, she had to sit and watch us practice for five hours.” Joshua laid it down for him. 

Seungcheol couldn’t believe how bad he let things get. You had been through a lot this year, you both have. You lost your mom only a couple months back, right before his ACL tear, and you took care of him through the surgery and recovery. You had to travel home alone for the funeral because he was advised not to fly. You had done so much for him and he couldn’t even give you the time of day recently? 

What kind of soulmate was he? 

He knew he needed to make it up to you, and change. He needed to show you how much he loved and appreciated you. He needed to show you why you were meant to be together. He needed to be treating you like a goddess that needed worshipping.

He looked down at his watch and back up to Joshua before running out of the room, hoping to catch you at the apartment before you left. 

And he had just barely made it, opening the door to see you picking up your dufflebag. 

“Baby! Please wait.” He shut the door behind him, locking it for good measure. 

You couldn’t look him in the eye, not wanting to in case you accepted his blank words again. You couldn’t keep doing that to yourself. 

“Y/n, please. I know I have been an ass lately. I’ve been such a bad soulmate to you.” You weren’t expecting his words and looked up at him, shocked. 

“I’ve been neglecting the most important person in the world to me, and it stops now. I didn’t realize what I was doing, I just… I just grew too complacent knowing you would always be there. I pushed myself wanting to be better for carats and I ignored who I should really be pushing myself to be better for.” 

You both had tears in your eyes now. Seungcheol kept stepping forward until he was right in front of you, your bag now on the floor as he held your hands in his, holding them to his chest. 

“I love you so much and sometimes I don’t know how to show it.” You opened your mouth to speak but he shook his head. 

“No, please, I—I will do better, I will treat you like the princess you are. I can’t lose you.” You could see something changed in the way he looks at you. How he holds you. He hasn’t held you like this in a while. 

“I—one last chance, Cheol. I—I can’t keep going and just hope you look at me once when you get home. I need you to make me a priority too, Cheol. I can’t keep wondering if you truly want me or not.” You finally tell him how you feel, trying not to hold back once you see the tears start falling down his cheeks. 

“You thought I didn’t want you?” He was heartbroken. He didn’t realize he had let things get this bad. His own soulmate thought he didn’t want her. 

His hands moved up to hold and caress your cheeks, taking a couple of seconds before he surged forward, capturing your lips in his. The taste of your salty tears on his tongue as he pulled back. 

“Of course I want you. I will always want you.” He pulled you into his arms, unable to hold back now. 

“I’m never going to let you go. You’re stuck with me forever and I will spend that forever worshipping you and never letting you go without knowing I want you and love you.” You let out a sob at his words, not knowing how much you needed this moment, his touch and reassurance. 

“Now, you sit down and keep looking like your beautiful self, and I’m going to make us an amazing dinner, with candles and rose petals and everything.” Seungcheol made himself busy, knowing how much you believe that actions speak louder than words. 

You had gone through a flurry of emotions tonight but couldn’t help but to still love the sight of you goofy and sometimes slow, soulmate as he begins to season the steak you had in the fridge, your favorite vegetable to the side as moves around the kitchen.

Relationships were always about communication, but sometimes actions truly did speak louder than words. 

[junekissed]

what svt would dress their kids as for halloween

member | dad!ot13 genre | headcanons, humor, fluff word count | 400 warnings | children below the cut (?), most of the babies are white i'm sorry it was super hard to find ones that weren't but don't pay attention to the kids they're just there to show the costumes! notes | all photos are from pinterest! this is based on a conversation i had with @duhnova earlier hehe :) comment which costume is your fav!

seungcheol - pumpkin

he would spend so long looking online for the cutest one. he'd probably want to do a pumpkin patch themed photoshoot to go along with it

jeonghan - lion

honestly i think he just went to spirit halloween at the last minute and picked out the silliest one he could find. fortunately for you they were out of the avocado costumes

joshua - grandma/grandpa

i think he would just get such a kick out of it. he would bring them to your parent's house and he would make those stupid jokes that waiters do when babies eat at restaurants like "oh no margaritas for her, she's driving" or handing the check to the baby "dinner's on him tonight"

junhui - elephant

i have no reasoning for this one just a gut feeling tbh. he would probably like the big floppy ears. and also the fact that you told him if he dressed up your kid as a cat for the 3rd year in a row, you would throw the costume away (you wouldn't but you had to get him to change somehow)

hoshi - tiger

do you even have to ask. your baby has been wearing tiger onesies since they left the hospital

wonwoo - ladybug

i think he would think the little red and black spots are so cute :( he would be a very soft dad

woozi - shark

he probably has a demo version of a remix of the baby shark song on his computer. he would be dressed as an octopus or a fish or something and he would pretend he hates it but he would secretly think it's funny

mingyu - giraffe

he's manifesting for your baby to grow up to be tall like him a giraffe

minghao - skunk

again i don't know why i think this i just do. the black and white seems very minghao to me

seokmin - chicken

he would insist you have the cutest baby in the neighborhood and he would just be grinning and giggling the whole time. look at those little orange feet aren't they so precious. he would dress up as a farmer and carry around a basket of plastic eggs

seungkwan - monkey

he would dress up as a banana. also probably makes jokes "there better not be any monkey business tonight"

vernon - pineapple

i'm just laughing thinking about vernon holding a baby dressed like a pineapple

chan - bat

he would want to do a halloween-y costume and he thinks the little wings are cute. might dress up as a vampire to match

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[macarwon]

all of nuest was in different weird costumes they were definitely doing something but i forget what lol but i remember hoshi was really giggly because of it

i love this concept im cracking up dkjfhfkjdfhdf

was this in a nuest video or in an svt video?? i love this cameo regardless

[finallydelight]

Sorry, Heart | Ming Chapter

Ming has a little run in with some of the members of NCT Dream.

June, 2022

Ming came happily down the stairs with the trophy in her hand. They had just gotten their first win on MCountdown for 'HOT' and everyone was ecstatic.

Ming in her delighted state, didn't notice three figures trying to greet her. She was confused when Joshua pointed his finger to something next to her. Ming slightly turned and was met with Mark, Chenle and Renjun right next to her.

She quietly gasped and immediately bowed. ''Hello, I'm so sorry.'' She apologized to them.

The three Dreamies bowed back to her and assured her it was fine.

She smiled at them and was about to make her way to their dressing room, when Mark spoke up.

''You did 'Kick It' really well.'' He complimented her, referring to her dance on their Caratland fanmeeting.

However, Ming didn't really hear him very well and thought that he said something completely different, something bad.

She turned around. ''What?"

It wasn't what she said that caused Mark to be scared of the woman in front of him, but it was the tone that she used. It was clear to everyone witnessing the moment, that Ming had misunderstood what he said, but that didn't make it any less awkward.

Mark stood frozen in place, not knowing what to say back, but Minghao came to his rescue.

''He said that you danced to 'Kick It' very well on Caratland.'' He clarified for her. He hoped his relaxed demeanor would calm her down.

Ming's eyes widened, realizing the poor guy hadn't said anything bad to her.

She started profusely apologizing to him. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry, I thought you said something else.'' She kept going, her social anxiety not letting her stop.

Mark just bowed back. ''It's okay, don't worry about it.'' He was relieved that she had just misheard him, he couldn't have lived with himself if he had upset her in some way.

She looked at Minghao for some kind of guidance on what to do now. She might have a lot of idol friends, but being a social butterfly is not one of her strengths.

He mouthed the words ''thank you'' to her, giving Ming the hint that she still had to thank Mark for the compliment.

''Ah, thank you. You do it really well too.'' Really? You do it really well too?, she thought to herself.

Mark blushed. ''Thank you.'' He bowed to her.

Chenle, Renjun and Minghao were trying so hard not to start laughing at the situation.

And Jun couldn't help but embarrass his younger member more. ''She did well, because she watched your fancams.'' He told Mark.

Ming turned her head around just in time to see Jun giving her a thumbs up. She really wanted to die in that moment. It was true she had watched his fancams, but she had also seen the fancams of his other members.

She looked at Mark and just saw him get even more red. He awkwardly thanked Jun and gave him a polite bow.

Joshua decided to pull Ming out of her misery. ''It was nice to see you guys, we're gonna go back to our dressing room.'' He smiled at the Dreamies.

Ming gave them a small bow and walked away, pulling Joshua along.

''Alright, what was that?'' It had been a while, since he was that uncomfortable around other idols.

She shook her head. ''I don't know, why did Jun have to say that? I'm so embarrassed.'' She put her hands on her face, trying to hide her red face.

Joshua laughed at her. ''He meant it well, he just wanted to mess with you.''

''I want to die, oppa.'' She said, dramatically.

He laughed again, he put his arm around her shoulder. Although, he found the interaction slightly uncomfortable, he found it endearing how flustered Ming and Mark were.

They made it to the dressing room and opened the door.

It was a little chaotic, their win still fresh in everyone's mind. Hoshi was the first one to approach her.

''Our trophy, thank you Yerim-ie, you did well today!'' The performance team leader said in his full glory. He took the trophy from her.

She walked to her bag to grab her clothes. She loved her stage outfit, but it was leather and she started to get quite uncomfortable and wanted to change her clothes.

Ming was about to go to her little changing space, when Mingyu stopped her. ''Are you okay?'' He asked her, with a hint of concern in his voice.

She furrowed her eyebrows. ''Yeah, why?''

He looked relieved at her answer. ''No, you just look a bit red in the face, I thought something was wrong.'' He explained.

She awkwardly laughed at him. ''I'm fine, but i'm gonna change now.'' She motioned to her clothes.

He got the memo and walked towards the other members.

While she changed into her comfy clothes, Jun and Minghao came laughing back into the dressing room.

''What are you guys laughing about?'' Seungkwan asked them, quite curious.

They looked around. ''Is Yerim not here?'' Jun asked, not seeing the girl.

''She's changing.'' Mingyu told him.

The two Chinese members shared a look, before bursting into laughter again.

More members started to get curious now.

''Come on guys, what happened?'' Seungcheol asked.

They both calmed down after a few seconds. ''Our Yerim-ie had a interesting conversation with Mark.'' Jun vaguely explained.

''What do you mean with interesting?'' Chan asked.

Minghao smirked at the maknae. ''She misunderstood something he said and almost bit his nose off.''

''I DID NOT!'' Ming was done changing and quickly made her way to where Minghao was standing, ready to defend herself.

He did not look impressed with her. ''Yerim-ah, the poor guy looked like he wanted to die.''

The other members looked on in amusement, with some members even scolding Ming.

''No no, you don't understand. I thought he said something bad to me, but he just complimented the cover I did of 'Kick It' during Caratland. But I immediately apologized to him. It wasn't as bad as they make it seem.'' She didn't want her members to think she was being rude.

She saw most of the members nod at her, she felt relieved she had been able to explain herself.

Of course, that had to be ruined. ''Oh no, it was very bad,'' Joshua countered the girl. ''Myungho had to tell her to thank him and when she did, she told him he did the dance well too.''

A lot of 'Oh'-noises were heard in the dressing room.

''Yah, Yerim-ah, you still can't give compliments after all these years.'' Seungkwan told her, slightly joking, but also slightly scolding the girl.

She just stood there, just taking all the teasing.

''I was trying so hard not to laugh.'' Jun told the guys.

Ming interrupted him, right away. ''Wen Junhui! You can't say anything, you completely embarrassed me out there.''

''Jun-ah, what did you do?'' Jeonghan asked him.

He shrugged his shoulders. ''I just told Mark she watched his fancams.''

Ming had enough of the teasing and wanted to walk away, but Vernon stopped her, putting his arms around her.

''What's all that with Mark, huh?'' He teased her.

She groaned loudly, making the members and even the staff laugh. ''Nothing, it's nothing.''

Minghao spoke up again. ''I think Mark has a little crush on our Yerim-ie over here.'' He lifted his eyebrows.

The room became even more chaotic now.

''You can't date until you're 40!'' She had heard Seungcheol say.

''YerMark, MingMark?'' Seungkwan and Dokyeom were busying themselves with ship names.

Vernon squeezed her shoulder. ''Mark, eh?'' Ming just rolled her eyes at him, being done with the whole conversation.

''Dude, he went completely red when she talked to him, he looked like a tomato.'' Joshua said in English to him.

Their manager interrupted. ''Come on, everyone! We have to leave soon, get ready!'' His voice loud enough for everyone to hear.

The members stopped and slowly got ready to leave. Vernon let go of her and she grabbed her bag. She grabbed her phone and texted back some friends, while waiting to leave.

Eventually, they left and made their way to the cars. They greeted the fans and they were on their way to the next schedule.

She had her earphones in, but Seungkwan tapped her on the knee to get her attention.

''You know we were just teasing you, right?'' The members don't tease Ming like that often, she's quite a sensitive person and they don't want her to take it the wrong way.

She smiled at him. ''I know, but I was just so embarrassed by the whole situation and you know how I get in those kind of social situations. And the members weren’t exactly helpful, except Shua-oppa.'' She explained to him.

Mingyu who was sitting in the front, turned around to talk to her.

''It's alright, Yerim-ah, it was just a misunderstanding. I'm sure Mark understands that.'' Mingyu tried to comfort her.

Seungkwan nodded at his words. ''Yeah, maybe you can send him a message or something, to make it even more clear.'' He suggested to Ming.

She contemplated the idea, she could apologize again and they both could move on from the awkward encounter. ''I'll think about it, but thanks anyway.'' She told Seungkwan.

Both members smiled at her, before going back to what they were doing before.

Ming ultimately decided to just send him an insta dm.

mingmingie: Hi, I wanted to apologize again for the misunderstanding earlier. I feel bad about it, it was not my intention to come off rude.

onyourm__ark: Don't worry about it! I should've spoken more clearly, so you don't have to feel bad about it.

mingmingie: You were speaking clearly, I just have very bad hearing. Thank you! Good luck on your comeback, I'll cheer for you, NCT Dream fighting! 💚

onyour__mark: You too! Seventeen-sunbaenim fighting! 💪

Ming felt relieved that it was cleared up. She hoped that the next time she saw Mark, the two could interact normally.

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[uwua3]

if it's ok 😳👉👈 i really love your writing and i've had this idea in my head for awhile but i can't get myself to write it on my own 🤔 i wanted to see how your spin would be on it- so can i request a prompt where reader gets jealous of tenma's co-actress in a romance and tries to mimic what she does to him in a show they're in?? ty!!! 💕💕💕 i look forward to your interpretation

thank you so much for requesting~ ♡ i love you sososo much; i hope this lives up to everything you’ve dreamed of! ♡ ～('▽^人) i LOVE YOU!!! <333

summary: when tenma lands a role in your favorite drama, he had one goal: to become your favorite actor

warnings: envy/jealousy, food mentions, rivalry (all covered briefly!)

author’s note: after learning everything there is to know about the k-drama, true beauty, on tik tok, i’ve decided to write this! for context, the only thing i recommend watching before reading this is watching the “roar” scene!

this is also the first time i’ve introduced made-up characters with names! please enjoy jun, the first character who isn’t canon to the a3!verse :D

word count: 3,768

music: like a movie – b1a4

pretty u!

🌻☀️ sumeragi tenma

what the heck was love, and why did he have to be in it?

sumeragi tenma, future “world’s best actor”, was suddenly... seeing why he hadn’t won that award yet. with a script in his hand and confusion in another, tenma read the title of the next drama he landed the role for

“PRETTY U...” it was japan’s next major love story, advertised on every social media platform possible with the all-star cast in the spotlight already. although it had already been out for a season, tenma was entering as the up-and-coming newest character of the series

tenma was boyish, young, and much too confident for his age—perfect for the role of a second-lead bad boy who was going to steal the heart and test the protagonist’s commitment

except... he didn’t actually want to take up a new project so soon. he only did because—

“what?! you’re going to be chan on PRETTY U?!” he proudly nodded and watched as you began ranting about how much you loved this show. there was only one reason he came to the audition: tenma wanted to star in your favorite television series

you always went on and on about how great everything about PRETTY U was. after hearing so much and pretending not to listen (even if he could practically explain the entire plotline now without watching it), tenma let himself become a fan, too

after all, how could he not be a fan when you loved PRETTY U so much?

tenma didn’t respond to his manager’s pleas until one day, you revealed another reason why PRETTY U was your favorite production: the main lead

“he’s so handsome~ i love him so much!” “do you know him? could you get me his number?” “look at him... he’s the most perfect actor in the business right now—ah, sorry ten!”

tenma scoffed every time, claiming he could most certainly do better than that hotshot. although the boys typically didn’t do the same type of television, he had become tenma’s #1 rival without even knowing it

besides... what did that guy have that tenma didn’t? he was just nice! sure, he held open the door for the lead, bent down to tie her shoes, bended over backwards just to be the perfect boy-next-door. yeah... even he couldn’t pretend anymore

tenma pouted at the thought, skimming over his next pilot episode for rehearsal tomorrow. he was too good to be real, after all, he was meant to end up with the lead girl anyways (spoiler alert!)

but, it didn’t matter how perfect that actor was! because tenma had gotten the role of “chan”, the leather-jacket wearing mystery with an actual heart of gold, and he was going to make the entire audience swoon

(though, tenma just wanted to make your heart skip a beat when he ended up on the big screen)

tenma would never admit how fast he checked his phone when he felt it buzz in his pocket. sure, it was unprofessional during rehearsal but he knew it was you. however, his smile dropped the moment he read what you sent

you: remember to tell him how much i love him!

tenma: hah... no good luck for your new bad boy?

you: you know i’ll always root for you, ten!

tenma: but, i’m better than that actor, right?

tenma watched his message get delivered and was about to keep bothering you until someone called his name like they were friends. speak of the devil...

that actor’s straight, white toothy smile made tenma stand a little straighter (damn it, tenma was shorter), eyes wide as the actor gracefully introduced himself as his co-star for the next month or so (how did his voice sound even better in person?!)

“good morning, tenma! my name is jun, i’m so honored to meet a fellow actor on set! let’s work together well!” were they... really the same age? tenma barely registered the fact he was suddenly shaking jun’s (right, that’s his name) hand. why did he have such a manly grip?

tenma quickly (to his dismay) found out that him & jun had entered the industry around the same time but often had different projects, so they were never featured in the same production before. apparently, that was creating quite a buzz in the media that two childhood stars were competing against one another

a competition that tenma couldn’t lose. he was going to be your favorite actor, not his rival!

jun, like the perfect gentleman everyone described him to be, showed tenma around the PRETTY U set. jun had nothing but good things to say about the crew and vise versa. that only reinforced how tenma was oddly much more quiet than he usually was. luckily, one of the talents of being an actor was improvising, so jun was doing just fine

when they had reached the dressing rooms, jun shot a bright smile at tenma and gestured to the rather large room

“we’ll be sharing a dressing room together, tenma! we’ll be spending a lot of time together!”

tenma suddenly regretted his decision to become chan of PRETTY U. you couldn’t have had a different favorite show?! anything but... this

there were now three main characters for PRETTY U: hoshi, yuri, and chan, creating a love triangle for millions of viewers to watch every week

nakamura jun, leading role, played “hoshi”, the boy-next-door. this is the popular boy at school with the best grades and an even greater reputation amongst everyone. next, uedo ren, one of japan’s rising female actresses of this generation. she is adored as “yuri”, the perfect girl. she is the typical nerd who suddenly transformed into the prettiest girl at school from learning make-up

last (but definitely not least!) is sumeragi tenma, playing “chan”, the bad boy. it was nothing like tenma’s done before, since the character was much less expressive than he was used to. chan is a traditional rebel who is revealed to have a soft side for yuri. but, chan (ironically enough) has a secret history with hoshi, causing tension in this already confusing love triangle

(embarrassingly enough, jun had to explain to tenma the complications and ties between each character. tenma, unfortunately, found it to be extremely helpful)

even with this newfound knowledge of the characters in season 2, tenma couldn’t help but absolutely ruin the first day of rehearsals. even with a decade or so of acting as his experience, one thing kept him from being chan: his lack of chemistry with “yuri”

“cut!” the director called out again for the nth time, sighing as their eyes landed on tenma, who was not enjoying being the center of attention this time, surprisingly

“take 5, kid. once you come back, i expect you to actually go through this scene without messing up your lines.” tenma nodded and exited quickly, feeling flustered from the looks of sympathy directed his way. usually, it was one-and-done. it didn’t take a hundred tries just to do another romantic and cliché scene

tenma exhaled loudly once he felt the fresh air upon his face. without the fear of cameras in his face anymore, tenma ran his hand through his hair with a frustrated kick at the concrete. come on! he was renown child actor sumeragi tenma, why was he so in his head now?

tenma was about to yell into the sky before he heard someone close the door, standing beside him with their usual silence. tenma didn’t even have to look to know it was jun (probably with the most pitiful look ever)

“tenma? are you okay?” jun waited as tenma tried to not say anything he’d regret, shifting his weight on his foot back and forth before relenting, shrugging as if it couldn’t be helped

“i don’t know... i just, i can’t see yuri that way. how am i supposed to flirt with someone i don’t even like?”

jun pondered the thought for a moment, before tilting his head, a boyish smile overtaking his features. tenma unwillingly relaxed; jun finally looked his age

“who do you like then?”

tenma froze, a blush even foundation couldn’t hide blossoming on his cheeks. jun let out a teasing “oooh!” as he nudged tenma with his shoulder, who pushed back with an eye-roll

“i-it’s not like that! don’t be so—ugh!” tenma cut himself off, rubbing the back of his neck and avoiding jun’s knowing eyes. damn it, they barely knew each other. why was he getting so comfortable with his enemy?!

“well, whoever you thought of, imagine yuri as them.”

“is that what you do?”

jun shrugged, not giving a clear answer for once. before tenma could ask for more information, their break was over

when tenma returned to the scene, he took a deep breath and closed his eyes. when he opened them again, he watched as yuri transformed into the one person he’s been trying to impress this entire time: you

when “you” smiled, tenma couldn’t help but follow along. his first-take after break made the cut for the final product

“you must really like them, tenma~” — “stop!!!”

filiming afterwards became easy, especially when he imagined all his romantic words were directed towards you. he could feel the clamminess of his hands, the rapid beat of his heart, the intense blush across his face, all at the thought of you

(the only time he had to start over was when he accidentally said your name instead of yuri’s)

tenma was sure he’d become your favorite actor now! after all, you were his favorite person

“will you watch the first episode of PRETTY U’s season 2 with me?”

you had never said yes so fast in your entire life. when tenma learned there’d be a cast-viewing of episode 1 after finishing the season, he knew his +1 invite could only go to the biggest fan of the show

throughout filming, you were always the person who got him in trouble when the text tone wasn’t put on silent. you liked spamming tenma with a bunch of supportive and encouraging messages when you were available, meaning tenma always had something to look forward to after each scene

in return, tenma would send a selfie of him with his castmates or the set (or, what he was allowed to show under his contract). yet, despite your constant pleas, there was one co-star he’d never take a photograph with: jun

(“tenma! we’ve worked together for months~ shouldn’t i be called your friend now?” “no—” “huh?! don’t pretend you don’t like me!” “who said i was pretending?” “tenma!”)

at first, tenma was apprehensive about inviting you to an event where jun’s picture-perfect face would be on display everywhere. but, whenever he saw you, the weight of the tickets suddenly felt much heavier in his pocket. he couldn’t deprieve you of such an exclusive event just because of his jealousy (even if he was this close to doing so)

when tenma impulsively asked three days before, it felt worth it when you threw your arms around him (he hugged you back and pretended this meant something to you)

“i love you, ten!”

tenma felt like he was on set again, with yuri’s arms tightly holding onto his heart

“i love you, too.”

even after saying it so many times, tenma meant it even if he didn’t say it to your face every time

you looked like the star of the show

tenma fixed his tie as his blazer suddenly felt too tight. you appeared in your most formal attire, looking like a million bucks as you two sat across each other in the limo

“ten, look at all of this!” you pointed out every little thing of preparing for a professional event. the little glasses of champagne neither of you two could drink sat to the side as the leather seats molded to fit your posture. as the night lights of tokyo blurred by, tenma couldn’t help but think you sparkled more than this diamond of a city

“i can’t wait to go see the first episode! thank you for inviting me.” you bowed your head, as if suddenly overcome with gratefulness. tenma lightly kicked your shoe with his, fondly rolling his eyes as he tried not to smile (mission failed)

“don’t worry about it, who else would i bring? you’re my favorite pe—friend. friend, yeah...” tenma trailed off, suddenly finding something very interesting outside of the window. you only nodded, seemingly more interested in the fact there was enough room to walk around

when tenma caught sight of the infamous red carpet laid out in front of the theatre, he cleared his throat and put on his best face for the cameras. after stepping out of the car with his bodyguards nearby, tenma turned and gave you a genuine smile. not his typical arrogant smirk the news source ate up, but a type of smile only reserved for you

when he held out his hand, the flashing lights behind him seemed like a real celebrity, something you had never considered him to be before. it was like seeing tenma in a new light (both literally and figuratively)

“shall we?” you took his hand and wondered if you could ever have your own j-drama. perhaps, tenma could even be the main lead...

before you could step off to the side, tenma already had his arm wrapped around your waist with his unchanging expression (however, underneath it all, he was internally freaking out. what was he going to do now?!)

“you’re my date, right? walk the red carpet with me.” tenma winked (you swore it sparkled) as he gestured towards the carpet ahead. suddenly, the line seemed much longer

“t-ten... you’ve never brought a date before...” you mumbled, acutely aware of how soon it was to walk down together. tenma’s arm stiffened, but nothing else exposed the revelation as he looked down at you

“you’re my first, then.” and my last, tenma thought to himself. before you could change your mind, it was showtime. tenma put on his movie star face and introduced you to familiar interviewers, smiling away as if you two weren’t panicking on the inside

while you were focusing on the fact you were going to be going viral as tenma’s first “date” to the event, tenma was trying not to blush from how close you were. you felt... right besides him

tenma was a natural in front of an audience waiting for him to make a mistake. he flawlessly answered every question with swaggering confidence, his stride easy and poses photogenic

you did your best to follow his lead but it all ended when tenma took you into the theatre, staring down at you with a bright smile

“we did it! see, told you we’d be just fine.” tenma let out an exhale of relief, glowing with joy from the adrenaline of everything that came with being a superstar. as you looked up into his excited eyes, you saw him lean down before—

“your arm is still around me.”

silence, then a hurried separation as tenma put too many feet between you two. it was suddenly as if you two were strangers. you regretted the words the moment they left your mouth; you didn’t mind at all... why did you say something?!

“um... so, food?” tenma spoke up after an eternity of making excuses. you two quickly moved to the line of movie snacks, using candy and popcorn to substitue the suddenly awkward silence

when tenma ordered all your favorites without even asking, he turned around with the selection only to close his eyes and internalize every single thing he was feeling because there he was, his worst enemy

jun entered from a side door, most likely finishing up helping the crew with set-up (and 30 minutes early as usual) before catching tenma’s iconic bright orange hair, a grin lighting up his face

“tenma! it’s me, jun!” he said, as if they weren’t the two main leads of japan’s most famous drama so far. immediately, your smile matched jun’s as you watched as your favorite actor of all time make his way towards you two

“jun... of course you’d be here.” tenma said through gritted teeth, forcing a pleasant smile even with an armful of junk

“ah, still keeping the bad boy attitude? we’re off set now, you can stop method acting now.” jun joked, bringing his attention to you with a dazzling smile that would absolutely make any fansite’s career

“oh? who is this, a friend of yours?” tenma tried not to sigh so loud when you couldn’t help yourself and burst into a long rant about how amazing jun was. tenma waited until you reached your midpoint and stopped you with a quick nudge, trying not to scream (could jun stop being so... perfect? could you stop being so cute?!)

when tenma introduced you, he stood a little closer as he tried to maintain his jealousy. “they’re my date, by the way.” no one had asked, but tenma was clearly telling anyone who was around you two had gone together

jun’s eyes lit up in recognition as he let out a noise of surprise. “ah~ so this is who you—”

tenma didn’t regret losing his giant popcorn so fast to a co-star who could only be silenced with food. his wallet could afford another one, anyways. his pride on the other hand? could not let you know his acting secret already

“what was jun going to say?” you asked after you two departed for the viewing room. tenma nonchalantly pretended like everything was okay as he guided you to front row

“probably something about the fact you’re the one who always interrupts our scenes.”

“hey! my texts make your day, don’t lie!”

“go sit down and eat already, jeez.”

when it began, your eyes couldn’t leave the screen. it was better than you could have imagined. everything was perfect, it exceeded the standards of even the toughest fans out there. you loved every second of it... except...

tenma was too good at being chan. even with his bright hair, the dark clothes he wore made him appear intimidating, with his sharp eyes and even sharper smirk. chan’s appearance was tough, rough, and mean, everything tenma wasn’t

yet, you still couldn’t help but feel your heart sink when chan was clearly in love with yuri. yuri was one of your favorite characters by far, but she ended up bothering you for the entireity of the episode

especially every time she shared a scene (which were many times) with chan. chan was revealed to be a bad boy with a heart of gold, all with a special soft side for yuri

what was this feeling? were you... no, you couldn’t be! after all, you had never seen tenma that way before, right? yet, every time chan made an exception for yuri, you felt sick to your stomach

was it possible that tenma liked the actress who played yuri? you snuck a glance at tenma, only to see he was looking at you already (he’d never admit it, but he was watching your reactions to see if he made you proud. yet, every time you saw him, you subconsciously frowned)

were you not proud of him? did you not like his performance as chan?

before tenma could ask you, the scene changed into one of chan’s. he was standing outside in the school uniform, his head ducked as he swiped through yuri’s social media. before he could look up, yuri jumped in front of him with a teasing smile

“roar!” she called out, referring to their inside joke earlier in the episode. yuri cutely bounced back with another roar, holding her hands up like paws. chan watched, his typical rock-hard expression breaking to reveal his developing feelings for yuri

later on, chan stopped yuri in the hallway, other students watching as the school’s bad boy and goddess interact

“do that again.” chan demanded to which yuri innocently tilted her head, confused like a little puppy. “do what?” “that... that thing.” when chan roared, tenma sunk into his seat with an embarrassed defense and explanation ready. but, when he looked, you finally cracked a laugh at his little roar

your smile only fell when yuri roared again as a joke, but chan smiled for once. tenma wondered why... he thought you would be so happy to be here with him. maybe, he’d never be better than jun...

when the episode ended, it took a moment before you stood up and clapped. tenma followed along, but all he could think about was how he let you down. not only as chan, but as your boy, too

when you two left the room, you two hung back to watch as everyone congratulated one another on the success of the production. in the midst of the cheer and celebration, tenma felt small as he watched your blank expression

what did he do wrong? he put his best efforts into every scene; he might even say it was his best work yet. before he could apologize, you did the unthinkable: you roared

you jumped up into his face, holding your hands up like yuri did. when yuri did it, tenma didn’t feel a thing. but, when you did, tenma felt it. the butterflies fluttered in his stomach as he stared at you, frozen in place

“this is the part where you ask me to do it again.” you shyly trailed off, about to put your hands down before tenma weakly put his hands up, knowing he was about to regret his next move (if the embarrassment didn’t kill him, he didn’t know what would)

“roar!”

that was too loud, wasn’t it? the room suddenly went a lot more quiet as they turned their attention towards a teen actor roaring at his date

“yah! why didn’t you ask me the next line?”

“b-because... i know i like you even without you doing, that, again.”

you paused, taken back by his honesty. as tenma contemplated just falling onto the floor right then and there, you suddenly hardened your expression, standing up straighter with your arms crossed

“do that again.”

“do what?”

“that thing.”

when tenma roared again, much quieter this time, you nodded as you finally smiled genuinely for the first time ever since that episode started

“good, i know how chan feels now. i like you, too.”

“does that mean i’m your favorite actor now?”

(when jun released a video of tenma roaring online, he captioned it with “ROAR = ILY!!!” tenma realized maybe he wasn’t all that bad, but still)

[writer-k-pop]

Because of a Rude Biker

난 다시는 작은 길을 걷지 않을 거야. I’m never walking down tiny roads again.

Description: You’ve met him and a couple of his friends quite a few times before. But this once was different. And because of a rude biker, and some perfect timing, his true identity is revealed and new friendships are made. Warnings: Reader gets scraped up a bit. Genre: Angst, Fluff, Idol!Vernon x Fem!Reader Word Count: 2.7k

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"Here, this is my number." Chuhan said while writing on a napkin. The summer heat was beating down on our heads and our drinks had condensation running down the glass. We both had our phones, yes, but in the moment we ignored the fact for the simple gesture of handing his number to me before he left with Minseok and Myungho. "I'm going to be busy for the next few months so I don't know if I'll be able to get over here much."

I smile and remember the first few times I saw him.

It was a few months ago. I had been frequenting a nice courtyard near a musical theatre that had a coffee cart and tables to seat at and spend sometime in the sun, doodling, journaling, or doing whatever I desired that day. I was doodling the theatre building because it was a cool looking building and I wanted to try my hand at drawing prospectives (it wasn't good, but it was worth the practice). A random guy sitting at the same long table with some of his friends had leaned over and started up a conversation with me. The random guys ended up being Minseok, Chuhan, and Myungho. We started chatting and then the next time I went, they showed up too. And the next time. And the next time. It kind of became a thing that we did. Sometimes Minseok and/or Myungho didn't show up. But Chuhan always did. It never really occurred to us to exchange phone numbers until today.

A pout forms on my lips as I begin to worry about Chuhan and his friends/coworkers.

"I hope they're not too busy." I murmur to myself adjusting my mask as we still all have to wear them. As I do this, it kind of occurs to me that I've never seen Minseok, Chuhan, or Myungho's faces without masks on.

I shrug off the thought and refocus on the small back alley I'm walking through. It's barely big enough for a car to fit down yet somehow the drivers here manage to squeeze through like it's no big deal.

Bobbing my head along to the music playing through my earphones, I don't hear the biker coming up behind me on the narrow road. Before I can register what's happening, the biker speeds up next to me, kicks out a leg and knocks me over, and then is speeding away as my forearm stings against the prickly ground.

"Hey!" A male voice shouts at the biker (who's too far away to care) from behind me as my knee echos the sting of my forearm.

I sit back on my butt and rip out my earbuds before gingerly looking at my injuries. My purse flew off my shoulder and landed a good foot away. My knee is a bit scratched up and my forearm is as well, though small blood droplets are starting to appear.

"Are you okay?" A male with blonde hair and soft asks, kneeling down next to me, and another appears standing on my other side. "Oh, you're bleeding."

"I'm okay, yeah." I say in a shaky voice, the shock of it all throwing me off guard. "I live just down the street, I'm okay."

"You should clean that off right away." The male standing says with concern, "Our company is literally right here, at least come and wash it off so it doesn't get infected."

Against my better judgement- the one that says going anywhere with strange males is bad- I nod. It's just something about their eyes and their posture. Plus, the one who screamed angrily at the biker is still staring in anger at the path the biker disappeared down minutes ago.

"Here, let me help you." The once kneeling male offers me a hand, "My name's Jisoo."

"(y/n)." I tell him and take his offered hand. I try to put pressure on my scraped knee but the sting intensifies and I stumble to regain balance on the uninjured leg.

"Careful." Jisoo warns, gripping my arm tighter.

"Just back here." The other male points to my left. Standing around us and the entrance of a building are 11 other males, all masked, of course.

"Someone come and grab her stuff." Jisoo calls out to the group who is looking at me with concern.

The other guys start to shuffle around, one even holds the door open a few steps before Jisoo and I reach the door. I notice, though, that three guys stand a little ways away, all staring at me dumbfounded, and very quiet. I take a couple seconds to look them over and they're wearing outfits EXTREMELY similar to what Minseok, Myungho, and Chuhan were wearing.

"Watch your step." The one holding the door open says as a warning and I have to revert my attention to where I'm placing my feet.

Jisoo turns his head and says something to someone behind me while I tune him out and take in the interior of the building. The white walls reflect the fluorescent lights and brighten the room. Turns this way and that and up a small flight of stairs and Jisoo leads me into a large open conference room, which looks oddly familiar.

"Sit here." Jisoo instructs me and pulls out a chair. He then pulls out a chair for himself.

I lower myself into the chair and try to bend my knee. Bad idea. The sting makes me suck in a breath and squeeze my eyes shut. It's the kind of sting that's sharp and sometimes causes shivers to run down my spine. The worst kind of sting, in my opinion.

"Here's the stuff, hyung." Another guy comes trotting into the room with a red cross labeled white box. Another brings a bowl of water and a couple of hand towels. The others gather in the room with mumbled conversations.

I pull the mask off my face and lay it down on the table as someone else sets my phone and purse next to my mask.

"Thanks." I smile at him and he nods back.

After taking his mask off, Jisoo wordlessly dampens one of the towels then pats the space between his legs.

"You don't have -." I try to refute his offer but his face silences my voice. For a second I forget how to breathe but my scrapes quickly remind me that I need to otherwise they're going to rain hellfire on my nerves. "You're not just a random Jisoo." I exhale in shock.

Joshua leans back, slightly afraid that I'll start screaming. I look around at the others and slowly piece together the number: 13, and the room we're in: it's the same as where Seventeen filmed their fifth year anniversary idea session. I'm just looking at it from a VERY different angle.

Everyone in the room seems to be holding their breath, uncertain about how I'm going to react. I think I surprised them because I definitely know I surprised myself with my response.

"Okay." I say surprisingly calmly in response to Joshua's instruction for me to put my leg up. "But only cause I have one arm out of commission."

And like someone took the kettle off of the heat, the members all exhale.

"You sure you're okay?" Seungcheol asks, taking his mask off and the others follow.

I nod, my nervousness being replaced with confidence the longer I'm under the realization that I am being helped by the Seventeen.

I nod but the action is cut short as Joshua cleans off my scraped knee causing me to inhale quickly and scrunch my face in pain.

"Sorry." Joshua mutters but continues to wipe away the dirt from my skin.

"It's fine." I squeeze out through clenched teeth. "Almost done." Joshua tells him and continues to clean the scrape.

"So, where were you coming from?" Seungkwan wonders with curious eyes in attempt to provide some distraction from the pain.

"Uhm, I was just hanging out with some friends." I answer him, forcing myself to look way from my knee.

"Was it far from here?" Hoshi followed up.

I shake my head, "It was just in the courtyard by the theatre that's like 6 blocks away or something."

"Hey, isn't that where you guys said you were going?" Dino points a finger towards Vernon, DK, and The8.

I glance at the three and they're the ones dressed the same as Minseok, Chuhan, and Myungho. The room is silent as the three share a nervous look. Then Joshua breaks the silence by ripping open a bandaid.

"We did..." DK trails off, staring directly at Vernon and Myungho. I feel Joshua stick the bandaid over my knee before patting my foot, silently saying that I can lower my leg.

"Maybe you guys saw each other!" Jun comments happily.

"I... I think I did..." I stare at the three avoiding any eye contact with me. The pieces slowly starting to fit together. Joshua reaches out for my arm which I easily volunteer over. "Oh, I definitely di- oh, mother-!" I yelp mid-sentence as Joshua wipes away the dirt and blood.

"Sorry, sorry." Joshua mumbles apologetically.

"It's fine." I breathe out and redirect back to the three who's familiar eyes aren't just from the computer screen. "Chuhan, Minseok, and Myungho?" I question them on the names they used with me.

DK and Vernon just smile while The8 adds a tiny and shy wave.

"And you were going to be too busy to come meet with me because of the comeback..." I continue to guess.

They nod and some members stare at the three in awe while the others snicker under their breath. Joshua just continues to wipe away at my arm which is still stinging.

"And you made up names because....?" I lean forward, trailing off to wait for an answer.

"We didn't know how you'd react to us?" Vernon offers but states it more as a question.

"This is going to sting." Joshua informs me just mere milliseconds before spraying something that most definitely stings.

"Ugh." I groan, "I'm never walking down tiny roads again."

"You're going to have to if you're going to come visit us." Seungkwan pouts.

"Who said I was visiting?" I question, realizing a couple seconds later how that actually sounds coming out of my mouth.

"No one but I know Vernon gave you his number so I was kind of guessing." Seungkwan replies as Joshua rips open a few bandaids to cover up my injured arm.

"You mean Chuhan." I correct him with a smirk.

"CHUHAN?" Hoshi repeats the name, "You told her your name was CHUHAN?" He throws his head back and laughs out loud. Dino, Jun, Jeonghan, and Seungcheol join him while others just smile in amusement.

"Okay but like did (y/n) never question how ridiculous the name was?" Mingyu interrogates me, amused at my naiveness.

I shrug, pulling my arm closer after Joshua lets it go. "I know people sometimes have crazy names and I've heard weirder names so it seemed like a plausible name."

"Okay but did it never hit you because DK hyung used his name backwards and The8 hyung used his korean name!" Vernon wonders with a tiny ounce of whine laced in.

"I couldn't see your face. And the masks obscure a lot of people's visuals." I explain and wave my hand in front of my face to emphasis. "Including celebrities. Isn't that the reason celebs constantly wore them before we were all required to?"

"She has a point." The8 points at me in agreement.

"So were you boys ever going to spill your secret?" I ask, leaning my cheek against my fist.

They all stutter with a loss of words.

"We're taking that as a no." Hoshi crosses his arms and moves to stand behind me.

"Yes we are." Seungkwan agrees and joins Hoshi.

I start to panic slightly at the thought that I might have started a rift between the members but Vernon's laugh breaks that tension.

"No, it's not like that." He explains, "We were going to tell her just like not for a little while."

"It was nice to talk with someone who didn't know who we were." Dokyeom continues while I just look at them in amusement.

"I just tagged along cause it got me out of the dorm." The8 gives his very simple reason. Jun chuckles and gives him a high-five.

"So, you knew I was a fan from the multitude of times we discussed music and yet you still didn't bother to let me know?" I question.

"Yeah... kind of." Vernon confirms, smiling sheepishly.

"Fair." I nod and lean back in my chair.

"So you're not upset?" DK asks, curious at my response.

I shake my head, "Why would I be? You were trying to protect yourselves cause I could've been a crazed fan. Makes sense. I probably would've done the same thing."

Before they can reply, my phone starts to buzz with a call. I smile apologetically to the members before answer the call.

"Where are you?" My friend asks over the phone, "You were supposed to be here like 25 minutes ago."

"Shit." I guess being knocked over completely made me forget my plans. "I'll be right there."

"I forgot I was supposed to meet my friend." I tell them apologetically.

"Yeah, yeah. Go ahead." Seungcheol nods, "Next time, let us buy you a meal." "You don't have to." I shake my head quickly.

Seungcheol holds up a hand, "No, no, I want to. This all happened in front of our building so I feel bad."

"It wasn't your fault though..." I try to reason with him.

"It was that stupid biker." Vernon mumbles angrily.

"Still, you'll let us know if you have free time?" Joshua presses.

I nod in defeat. "I will." I say and stand up then stand slightly awkwardly as no one moves.

"Why don't you walk her out, Vernon?" Wonwoo suggests and I nearly forgot he was there as he was so quiet standing in the back with Woozi.

"Yeah, walk her out." Hoshi agrees and nudges me towards the door while The8 does the same to Vernon.

Vernon holds the door open for me and I walk out holding my bandaged arm close to my chest.

"Sorry for lying." Vernon apologies once we're down the stairs.

"You don't need to apologize." I say, "It makes a lot of sense why you didn't tell me so don't feel bad. Again, I would've done the same thing."

Vernon smiles softly, "Nice to know it wasn't a completely crazy idea."

"You were the one to suggest it?" I question in amusement.

"No, The8 hyung did." He explains, "I just agreed to it before DK hyung could suggest a crazier idea."

"Good thinking." I compliment his train of thought.

"You sure you're going to be okay?" He asks, voice full of concern.

I nod with certainty, "Yeah, I'll be fine. It'll be an annoyance for like two days and then it'll start to heal and I'll forget about it."

"Good, good." Vernon inhales then exhales, "I can't believe a person can be that rude. Especially in broad daylight." He releases his bottled up annoyance.

"Yeah, but without them, you would still be Chuhan to me." I reason with him, seeing the bright side of the situation.

"True, but still." Vernon scrunches up his nose. "You still have my number right?" He asks as we reach the front door.

I search my purse for the napkin, "Yeah, it's right here." I pull out the scrunched up napkin.

Vernon nods in satisfaction, "Text or call me sometime. I'm sure we could hang out more privately before Coups hyung forces you to him buy you a meal."

I smile and let out an airy laugh, "I'd like that."

"I'll be waiting for your message then." Vernon says happily.

"Thanks for helping me out." I say and step outside.

"Not a problem." He replies and both of us hesitate to end the encounter.

"I, uh, I should probably get going. Don't want to keep my friend waiting." I smile lightly, deciding to break the barrier first.

"Yeah, yeah. Get there safely." Vernon reminds me as I step away and he waves back as I wave at him.

I turn around to face the direction I'm walking and quickly pull out my phone.

"Bruh, you will NOT believe what just happened!" I text friend.

"WHAT?" She replies in one second flat.

I giggle with giddiness and my fingers type as fast as they can, unable to contain my excitement. "So I was knocked over by a rude biker..."

[because-of-a-friend]

Boyfriend!Dino Fluff

MASTERLIST

Coups | Jeonghan | Joshua | Jun | Hoshi | Wonwoo | Woozi | DK | Mingyu | Minghao | Seungkwan | Vernon | Dino

Hey anon! Thanks for the request and the kind words about my writing! I hope this is what you wanted! Feel free to request more! This is a series I do by request so if I’m missing someone you want, you have to request it!

Dino and you meet at a coffee shop 

He’s rushing to grab a drink before he has a meeting with the other members and some of their managers 

Which is why he’s not paying a whole lot of attention to the orders being called out as he reads the texts Coups is sending him to hurry up

So when he hears an order that sounds close to his but not exactly

He just grabs it thinking they must have messed it up and he doesn’t have the time to deal with it

And he’s already gulping it down when he turns to leave and sees you!!!

And you were coming up to grab your drink

AKA the drink he is currently downing

When he realizes what is happening he turns so red

And starts stuttering

“I just- I was in a rush so- It was so similar to mine- I thought” 

You just laugh

“Hey honestly it’s fine, if you’re in a rush, go ahead and take it” 

“Oh wow, honestly you’re too kind, I don’t know how to make it up to you”

“I can just take your drink! And... you can give me your number”

Dino.exe has stopped working

“Right... right! My number!”

He grabs your phone and types it in

You take your phone back and look up

He’s just sitting there staring at you

“Don’t you have somewhere to be?”

“Oh right!” he panics and starts heading for the door. “Text me soon! I’ll buy you a replacement coffee!”

The whole time he’s in the meeting 

He’s in a daze

Just like trying not to grin as he thinks about you being so forward and catching him off guard and making his heart beat like crazy

It doesn’t actually take you long at all to text him

“Hey coffee boy, when am I getting my replacement drink?”

He reads the text twenty times in a row and every time he jumps back onto his bed and kicks his feet into the air

Hoshi walks into his room and walks back out immediately

“Umm guys, I think Dino is broken”

Dino realizes he actually has to reply and asks if you’re free to meet that weekend

You are!!!

When you get to the cafe, Dino is already there with both of your drinks

“You remembered my order?”

“Well it’s so close to mine”

He’s already red

There’s a moment of silence

“So, coffee boy, do you have a name?”

“Oh! It’s Chan, Lee Chan”

“Hello Lee Chan, I’m [Y/N]”

After finally introducing yourselves, you get to know each other

Dino really really really really likes talking to you so he asks you every little question he can think to

And he commits it all to memory

It doesn’t take him long to realize you are his ideal type that he didn’t even know he had

Like your humor, your interests, the way you speak

Every little gesture makes him feel comfortable and happy

You two talk for hours without even realizing it 

He doesn’t even know how late it is until Mingyu is calling him to ask why he’s not at practice

“Oh! I have to go!”

“Haha, you’re always in a rush, aren’t you Lee Chan”

He scratches the back of his head and blushes a bit

“I don’t want you to think I’m just running off, I really enjoyed spending time with you and-”

You grab his hand to stop his rambling 

“We’ll do this again” you affirm before sending him off 

And you do

You and Dino meet up for little dates more and more often

The other boys are having a heyday when they realize what’s happening 

“[Y/N] and Dino sittin in a tree K-I-S-S-I-N-G”

“Guys pls this is the third time you’ve sung that today”

“First comes love then comes marriage-”

“This is why I’m never introducing them to any of you”

But he still shyly asks them to help him come up with date ideas and how to dress when he meets up with you

Your whole relationship is so exciting for him bc honestly he had never really thought about dating until he met you so he’s feeling all this stuff for the first time and it’s just a great time for him tbh

Meaning he absolutely adores you

Get ready for random moments where you look up and he’s just looking at you like 

*          *              * *             * *     *        *  *             * *        *               Heart Eyes   * *    *       *       *          *   * *  *    *     * *      *       *     *      * *

He’s also gonna get shy and giggly any time he initiates physical contact

But he’s like obsessed with hugging you, cuddling, holding your hand, kissing you

His love for you is always overflowing so it’s evident in everything he does

He’s always being affectionate, making time to see you, buying you thoughtful gifts, listens to you intently 

But he acts like it’s such a big deal when you do the same????

Like one time you came to bring him lunch on a busy day

He looks like he’s gonna explode with joy

But then the other boys appear and he’s like 

“You gotta leave”

“Are you ashamed of me coffee boy?”

“No I just don’t want them to scare you away”

Too late

Mingyu has spotted you and now all twelve of them are introducing themselves simultaneously and asking you a billion questions

And Dino’s like “pls leave them alone”

But you think it’s so funny and you’re having the time of your life talking to them 

And it’s really fun to see how much Dino takes after them

But he’s also a nervous wreck, hoping that no one says anything to offend anyone else

But of course that doesn’t happen

They all like you and you like all of them

So Dino starts inviting you over more often bc you knowing the other boys and getting along with them and feeling comfortable spending time with them is really important to him

But he also somewhat regrets it when you and Seungkwan occasionally gang up on him to tease him (harmlessly, of course) 

But the fact that you get along with them so well still makes him so so happy

Then one day Coups gets you a ticket to their concert

And of course Dino wants you to be interested in what he does and get to see it

But he’s never been so nervous for a show before

What if you don’t like it?

What if you think he’s no good?

He puts his whole heart and soul into his performance that night

When they exit the dressing rooms he’s a nervous wreck

He sees you standing down the hall, lightstick hanging from your wrist, looking worn out from attending the concert

As soon as you see him you rush to greet him and jump into his arms

“Did you like it?” he whispers quietly into your ear

“Channie are you kidding me??? I loved it!!!”

He squeezes you so tight you think you’re gonna pop

And as if your words didn’t make him happy enough, he can hear that your voice is scratchy so you must’ve been cheering pretty loud

“C’mon babe, let’s get you a warm drink”

“But I’m already so hoooooot” 

“Yeah but you’ll thank me tomorrow when you actually have your voice”

After that you attend your concerts all the time 

Dino is beaming whenever you come

Accept that one time Seungkwan paid you to hold a sign with his name on it just to see Dino’s reaction

And he’s so excited whenever you ask him about his career and his dancing and music 

He rambles on and on and on and on about it

He’s just so excited to get to share that part of his life with you

And you love seeing how passionate he is about it

Another thing tho

You like never call him Dino

Since he introduced himself as Chan and that’s what you called him before you knew his stage name

And he’s fine with it

But it’s also weird bc sometimes he’s so used to everyone calling him Dino 24/7

Sometimes you’ll be like “Chan, baby, can you pass me the salt?”

*no response*

“Hey Chan?”

*still no response*

“Hey! Lee Chan, I’m talking to you”

“Oh sorry, I forgot that was my name for a second”

You start quoting Seventeen’s song lyrics to him to embarrass him sometimes 

But he gets to turn around and make fun of you bc 

“Last time I checked, [Y/N], you asked me to sing you to sleep with those same lyrics just last night”

There’s definitely a very fun, teasing aspect to your relationship bc Chan doesn’t like to take things too seriously and wants you two to have a lot of fun

But he doesn’t shy away from the more serious parts of being in a relationship and is actually incredibly mature and responsible in facing any issues you two have head on and solving it all in the best way possible

Dino is generally a really level headed person so he always tries to look at things from your perspective and is really great at coming up with solutions and compromises that satisfy you both

He buys y’all matching stuffed animals so that you both have something to cuddle when he’s away on tour

Such a softie honestly 

But seriously

He’s just a great bf who is gonna treat you right and be incredibly cute and cheesy while he does it

[eiirisworkshop]

InuYasha Fic (working title “Sesshomaru The Babydaddy)

For Good Intentions WIP Fest, details of which can be found @goodintentionswipfest

Years ago I had an idea for a fic about Sesshomaru having a half-demon kid; like I think I might have been in middle school when I first started this.  I’ve poked at it a few times over the years, but now that the InuYasha sequel is out and brushing close to my idea in some key ways I doubt I’m ever gonna find the motivation to finish it, just feels redundant since it’s been so thoroughly jossed.  And I also don’t want to watch the sequel, because it’s too close and I know I’ll like my idea better, because it’s my idea.

***

He ran his fingers through her long, raven hair and she ran hers through his white.  No one in the world could see them—no one needed to. Only the sliver of moon bore witness as it shown through cloud and canopy, bleaching the earth in pools of silver.  She was soft, fragile, unafraid.  She very nearly frightened him, and she knew it.  He liked it.

In the dark it was easy to forget—or, at the very least, ignore—that they were from opposing worlds.  In any case, they didn't have to forget for long.

She woke to the warmth of morning sun filtering through the boughs of the wild cherry tree beneath with she lay on a white kimono that was not hers.  She knew without opening her eyes that she was alone.

Inuyasha yawned and stretched as he walked.

[The gang talks, Kagome is on break from school.  They get to a little, remote villiage.]

Sango glanced around, eyes narrowed.  “You know how people tend to stare at InuYasha like they're worried he's gonna eat them?”

“Yeah...?” Shippo said.

“The people here are hardly noticing him.”

[IY says something about prefering this situation to being attacked/chased]

“Sure, but it's strange.”  Sango frowned.  “It makes me nervous.”

[Miroku drags IY over to question an old lady at a well.]

Miroku: “Hello, ma'am.  My friend here is a half-demon, did you know that?”

The woman set her now-full bucket on the ground.  “Mhm, figured so, him looking like that.”

“Hm.” Miroku released his grip on the squirming honyou.  “And that's not....interesting or alarming or anything?”

The old woman shrugged.  “Sort of used to it.”

InuYasha stopped himself a hair's bredth from throttling the monk.  “What d'you mean you're used to it?”

“Inn keeper's daughter's the same way.  Pretty little thing, real sweet long as you don't make her mad.”  The woman laughed, grabbed her bucket and started down the street.  “Folks 'round here can't agree if that girl's fire comes from her mama or whatever dark thing begot her!”

[The gang decides to go to the inn]

#

InuYasha kicked the inn door open with a bang.  The only person in the dimly lit room didn't even jump.  She just looked up with a smile from wiping down a table and bowed politely.  “Good afternoon, welcome. Do you need a table, a room, or both?”

The girl was slim, young—no older than thirteen—but tall for her age, with a thick white braid hanging down to the small of her back.  She was dressed in pale blue umanori over an orange kimono with tied up sleeves, a bright spot of color in the mostly drab room.  Small, canine ears poked out from the bandana tied around her head, and she looked through her too long bangs with large tawny eyes.

InuYasha stalked up to her, invading her personal space, and started sniffing. She leaned away from him, eyeing him like he was crazy.  “Uh, I'll get my mother.”

She darted to the stairs and out of sight.

“You didn't have to scare her like that,” Kagome chided.

“It smells like my brother.”  InuYasha crossed his arms and made a face of disgust.

[The girl (Hoshi)'s mother comes down, introduces herself as Akiko, mention's Hoshi's name too]

“Why the hell does your kid smell like my brother?”

“No idea.”  Akiko crossed her arms.  “Why does your brother smell like a twelve year old girl?”  She shifted her focus to the rest of the group.  “You here for supper or for the night?  Or are you just here for your friend to make trouble?”

[So much stuff and things happen.  Not sure how long passes.  The gang leaves town.  They're not far out of town when they happen to run into Sesshomaru]

“You!” InuYasha stabbed a finger at his brother.  “You hypocritical son of a bitch!”

Sesshomaru leveled a look of disdain at his father's younger son.  “What are you talking about?”

“You've got a half-human kid!”

[Sesshi has a “pics or it didn't happen” reaction so they all head back into town.]

Akiko looked up from were she was keeping book at one of the dining tables. “I thought you were heading out of town.”  She spotted Sesshomaru.  “Oh.”  She stood gracefully.  “You.”

Sango tilted her head toward the demon.  “Told you.”

“It means nothing that this woman recognizes me,” he said coolly.

“You're full of shit.”  Akiko rolled her eyes.  “What the hell happened to you arm?”  After too long a beat with no answer forthcoming, she shrugged.  “Well, I guess you only need one....”

InuYasha cringed, catching the [sexual] side of her meaning.  “Do you have to say things like that?”

“Can you get over it that I slept with your brother?” she shot back quickly then crossed her arms and turned to the full demon.  “

[Stuff and things.  Hoshi comes in.]

“I'm done with inventory—”  Hoshi stopped talking abruptly and went very still.  One of her ears twitched.

Beside Kagome, Sesshomaru stiffened, eyes widening.  For a long moment, no one breathed.  Then, in a single flash of motion almost too fast to follow, Hoshi had crossed the room, stepped up onto a chair to augment her height, smacked her sire across the face, and fled upstairs.  Instantly, Sesshomaru bristled and snarled; a drop of blood oozed from one of the three long welts on his cheek where Hoshi's nails had caught him.

“Hey!” Akiko shouted and banged a hand on the table.  “Calm down.  You break anything in this building, so much as gouge a table, and I'll take your other arm off.  You put a single scratch on my daughter and I will end your life.  You hear me?”

He clenched his fist but otherwise feigned composure.  “I hear you.”

“Good.” Akiko headed for the stairs.

[much stuff and things, IDK]

[Sesshi gets drunk at some point]

“Can we talk?” Akiko asked softly.

“Cruel, giving me the illusion of choice.”

“Oh, you have a choice.”  She crossed her arms.  “You can say no and walk away.  I wouldn't suggest it, though.”

He inclined his head slightly.

She nodded.  “Walk with me?”

“Very well.”  He offered her his arm.  She took it and they set out along the path.

[Akiko explains that Hoshi does have valid reasons to resent Sesshomaru for]

“I don't blame you for not being here, even if I sometimes wish you had been.  I never expected you to stay.  I knew when I lay with you that you wouldn't.”

“Then why did you?”

She smiled.  “It was exciting.”

They stopped on the path in the shadow of a large conifer.  He disengaged their arms and touched her face.  She met his gaze unwaveringly.

“Why aren't you frightened of me?”

She shrugged.  “My mother used to say that you don't avoid the river just because you can drown.”  She smoothed one of her sleeves. “One need not fear something just because it's dangerous so long as you respect its power.”

“Mm.” He studied her a moment before leaning to kiss her.

She pulled away.  “Don't do that unless you mean it.”  He started to respond but she cut him off.  “I mean, unless you care.”

He took a small step back.

“Things are different than they were.  I'm different.  I'm a mother, a business owner.  I have obligations and responsibilities.  Before, I was girl with next to no prospects and no expectations.  All I wanted from you was whatever you were willing to readily give.

“For now, you're just passing through.  But if you kiss me, or anything else, you make yourself a part of things here.  You do that, and you'll be making a promise you had better not make unless you've every intention of keeping it.”

The corner of Sesshomaru's mouth twitched.  “I want you.”

“Too bad.”

He grabbed her shoulder roughly.  She smacked him across the face and took several steps back, away from him.

“Don't you dare!”  Akiko shouted.  She lowered her voice to a snarl.  “Do not manhandle me.  You've no right.  You get to touch me only if I let you and only how I say.”  She straightened her clothes, drew herself up regally, and started back toward the inn.

InuYasha hopped up over a bolder, and there was Sesshomaru, sitting on the ground, eyes closed, back against a cherry tree.  A soft breeze blew through the clearing, stirring both their hair.  Without opening his eyes, the elder brother said, “What are you doing here?”

“Heh.” InuYasha crossed his arms.  “I was sent to go make sure you're not killing anything important.”

“I'm not killing anything at all.”

“Good. So, tell me to fuck off and I'll go back and say you told me to fuck off and I'll leave you alone and you can leave or whatever.”

Sesshomaru opened his eyes and looked up at the sky.  “Humans are soft.”

“Uh.” InuYasha blinked at the non sequitur. “Yeah, they're squishy and fragile and weak—all the shit you give me hell for being when I'm not. So what?”

“I didn't mean to frighten her.”

“So tell her that.”  He snorted.  “I don't care.”

“I could kill you.”

“Sure you could.”  Akiko put away the freshly scoured cups.  “So could your brother or any of his friends or my brother.  The ability to kill is not unique, Sesshomaru.”

“I would enjoy killing you.”

She rolled her eyes and reached for more dishes.  “Are you trying to make some kind of point?”

“I could kill you.  I know I would enjoy doing so.  But I don't want to.”

“Mhm?”

“I would prefer you remain alive.”

She snorted, halfway to a laugh.  “If you're trying to be affectionate, I appreciate the attempt, but you're really bad at it.”

“I've little practice.”  He stood, crossed the room, took a bowl from her hands, set it down, and touched her face.  He stroked her cheek with his thumb.

“Watch the claws.”

“I know.”  He tilted her chin up gently.

“You've done much for me,” he said softly.  “Borne and raised my child, when you need not have kept her....”

“If I'd given her up, who would have taken her?  Most childless bakers aren't looking for hanyou babes.”

“That's not what I mean by 'kept.'”

“What do you mean then?”

He fingered the ruff at his shoulder and glanced at her sideways.  “I know women have methods for...handling situations.”

Akiko looked to the floor.  “Yes.... But they're unreliable and dangerous and, I decided, not worth it.”

[svtmatokis]

Matchmaker P4

Here is Matchmaker P4! Things are getting more intense between Y/N and yoongi but now we’ve thrown JIhoon into the mix...uh oh :oo

Plot: You’re a small name model who is close friends with Joshua and Taehyung and just moved to Korea after signing with an agency. You’ve been a fan of BTS for as long as you could remember and biased Yoongi. Little did you know, despite not being well known, you had caught Yoongi’s eye a long time ago and now you guys get to meet. Even though the two of you become friends, Yoongi’s apparently too shy and you’re just apparently oblivious to his feelings. Will it take a push from Taehyung and the rest of his members for you two to finally get together or will Yoongi be able to do it on his own?

Words: 4164

Warnings: May contain swearing, slightly intimate touches and Im not sure….

Genre: flufff/ slight angst

And the winner for number one song is...BTS!” the MC announced as the fans went wild.

After the thank you speeches, the men walked off the stage back to their dressing room where various staff members had congratulated them. Hara and a few other trainees had also attended the broadcast to show their support and were congratulating them as they walked into the room. 

“Good job guys!” Hara said with a big smile as the members thanked her. “I knew you guys would win!” 

“Thanks Hara.” Jin said ruffling her hair with a smile as he looked towards the door where another group had walked in. “Y/N?” 

You, Minyoung, Joshua  and Dino along with a staff from Pledis walked into the room with a bouquet of flowers. 

“Congratulations!!” you and Minyoung said as various members came to stand around you.

“What are you guys doing here?” Namjoon asked accepting the flowers. 

“Your manager invited us and neither of us have anything to do till later so we figured why not.” you explained, “We were in the audience the whole time to watch the other groups.” 

“You should have said something.” Taehyung said, “We made reservations at a restaurant for supper, do you guys want to come?” 

Yoongi looked at you as you waved at him and he walked over to you as well.

“Hey, you feel better?” he asked putting his hand to your forehead and you nodded. 

“I got cleared last week. We would’ve come sooner but work happened. When your managers invited us, we had to take it.” you answered looking at your watch, “Did you sleep last night?” you asked noting the eye bags he wore and he shrugged. 

“Enough.” he said as his members moved to one side of the room leaving the two of you to talk in private. “I feel like going back to the dorm instead of eating tonight.” he said rubbing his eyes, “What are you guys doing?” 

“My sister and I have to go back to the agency for a project...if you’re free tomorrow, you and the guys should come over for brunch. A few of the Seventeen members are going to be there since we never got to have a proper housewarming.” you said with a warm smile and Yoongi smiled back.

“I’ll see what everyone’s doing and let you know soon.” he said with a nod, “What’s the project about?” 

“It’s top secret.” you said with a finger to your lips, “You should hear about it sometime soon though.”

Yoongi raised his eyebrow at you making you giggle, “It’s not a modeling thing?” 

You shook your head “Nope. It’s much more fun for me though.” 

“Then I’ll look forward to the reveal.” Yoongi said ruffling your hair before leaning closer to you as you were sitting on the couch while you watched your friends goof around with the other Seventeen members that had appeared. “How long till you guys leave?” 

“We have to meet in forty-five minutes so Miyoung and I will leave in fifteen or so. I think some of the others decided to have dinner with you guys too.” you said and felt someone staring at you and turned to see Hara who was glaring daggers. 

“Shame you guys can’t come.” he said and followed your gaze once he noticed you were distracted. “You good?” 

Your eyes narrowed as you nodded your head, “Yea...I’m fine.” 

“Are you sure?” he asked as Taehyung came up to the two of you.

“Y/N, you can’t make dinner?” he asked with a whine. “We haven’t hung out in forever!!”

“Didn’t Minyoung tell you we had a project to go back to?” you asked and he nodded his head glumly, “Well there you go. Yoongi will tell you guys something after anyways.” 

“What are you telling Yoongi that you can’t share with me?” he asked with a small frown and you shrugged and looked at your watch, “Because I have to go…we’ll see you guys tomorrow.” you got up as did Yoongi who leaned over to give you a slight hug.

“See you tomorrow.” he said as you wrapped your arms around him.

“Please leave the trainee at home if you can.” you whispered in his ear and he nodded.

“Was never on planning on bringing her.” he said as you pulled away and smiled at him before going to join your sister at the door.

Hara walked up to Yoongi and tried to talk to him as he sat back on the couch to go on his phone.

“I heard you have a day off tomorrow...do you want to go to the arcade with a few of us?” she asked and Yoongi gave her the cold shoulder.

“Or we can also get food instead…” she suggested and Yoongi continued his silence.

“Yoongi-” she tried again but was cut off.

“I’m busy.” he said without looking up and smiled as he saw a text message from you about brunch the next day and was happy to get the details sooner or later. He would talk to his members about it later. 

He was slightly irritated with Hara after what Taehyung had told him but Namjoon had said not to act until something did happen because it had the potential to effect the company and himself as an artist. So he held back and continued to do what he always did but he made sure to keep more of a distance. He had yet to have the chance to ask you about Hara though he had been meaning to. Unfortunately, due to scheduling, it was hard to have those nightly conversations as you regularly did.

As everyone got to the restaurant, the BTS members and the Seventeen members who had joined them spread out amongst the tables. Hara was disappointed since she didn’t get to sit next to Yoongi since he situated himself between Vernon and Seungcheol but was content sitting in front of him so she could still listen in on their conversations. Though she was one of the few trainees there, the BTS members had always made her feel like one of them which was good and bad on their part.

All the members had noticed quickly of her attachment to the group and was advised by their management to distance themselves from the trainees and only provide mentoring when asked to. That didn’t stop Hara though as she was always looking for them whenever she had the time. Jimin had even gone as far as to compare her to a puppy looking for their owner one time as a joke though Namjoon had quickly reprimanded him though in the back of his mind, he knew there was some truth to it.

As everyone enjoyed their dinner, a few people were looking down at their phones at a certain conversation that was going on.

[9:45pm] Minyoung: Hey is Yoongi the jealous type…?

[9:50pm] Joon: Depends…...why?

[9:51pm] Josh: ……….oh my gosh Minyoung you genius! That’s why you accepted the project! A clip’s going to be posted tonight right?

[9:52pm] Dino: My girlfriend = so smart ♥ AND WHY AREN’T YOU GUYS PRACTICING

[9:53pm] Kookie: Care to fill us in?

[9:53pm] Chimchim: What’s going on? Why would Yoongi be jealous?

[9:54pm] Minyoung: Well...you see. A few months ago, Soonyoung and Jihoon asked if we were interested in working on a project with them...I obviously agreed and so did Y/N and we learned that it was going to be a dance for the Hoshi Woozi Unit… Jihoon and Y/N are partnered up.

[9:59pm]Minyoung: We’re taking a quick break...technically Soonyoung and I are going through a part of the routine...Y/N and Jihoon are on the side reviewing their part. The company’s going to be posting a video and a picture soon~

[9:55pm] Tae: HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA omg...Y/N got paired up with Yoongi’s son.

[9:56pm] Joon: What kind of dance is it? 

[9:56pm] Dino: It’s intimate...Sexy concept.Hopefully Yoongi doesn’t take it the wrong way. The girls didn’t know until Woozi showed them the song...they’ve actually been practicing for a while now…

[9:51pm] Josh: They started around the time Y/N joined the agency...we weren’t allowed to talk about it till the unit debut was announced which is tonight.

[9:57pm] Kookie: And you’re okay with this?

[9:58pm] Dino: I helped with the dance :) Plus everyone in the group knows we’re together.

[9:59pm] Minyoung: Getting back to practice, talk to you guys later.

[10:00pm] RM: When’s the comeback? We’ll be sure to attend at least one of the shows.

[10:01pm] Josh: I think it’s the week of your guys’ last performance...right before your break so I guess their schedules are going to cross over.

[10:05pm] RM: Wow...not sure if that’s going to be a good or bad thing…

[10:07pm] Josh: To MY knowledge, Jihoon knows that Y/N has an intense crush on  Yoongi...I heard him making fun of her during one of their practices one day.

[10:10pm] Tae: Get him in this convo! We need him to help us plot! The dance might be the kick that Yoongi needs.

-Dino has added Woozi into the conversation-

[10:10pm] Dino: They’re practicing right now but at least he’s in the group.

[10:12pm] Jin: I just hope no one gets hurt in the process... 

As the group got ready to leave, a notification from Instagram popped up on Taehyungs phone and when he went to check it, his jaw dropped.

“Holy shit! I didn’t know Y/N was THAT flexible!” he yelled causing everyones attention to be turned to him.

“What the heck are you talking about Tae?” Yoongi asked as the group minus a the Seventeen members crowded around him as they were around Seungcheol who was looking at the same post.

“Holy shit.” Jungkook said with wide eyes, 

The post showed a photo of you, Jihoon, Minyoung and Soonyoung in your partner positions. While Minyoung had her leg wrapped around Soonyoungs waist, Jihoon had you in a dip where your leg had slid between his and his arm was around your waist. The photo had obviously been taken as the routine was finished because the editing had allowed everyone to see the beads of sweat on your faces.

As Yoongi observed the photo, a knot tied in his stomach and he gulped. It wasn’t because of the position itself that got him, it was the look that you shared with Jihoon that did. It was so intense yet so trusting, as if the two of you held a secret that no one else knew about. He didn’t like it not one bit. 

As various people around him commented on the photo, he heard Seungcheol yell out to the group asking if they wanted to go play billiards. Yoongi agreed for once and figured it would be a good way to get his mind off his current thoughts which was how he didn’t like that you and Jihoon were together...despite it only being a collaboration between lablemates.

After a few rounds of the game, he looked down at his phone and saw that it was almost midnight so he excused himself and stepped out to make a phone call.

“Hello?” your voice came from the other side.

“Hey, how was practice?” he asked happy that you answered, “Where are you right now?” 

“Hey Yoongs!” you said with happiness in your voice. Little did he know, you were happy he called as well, “Practice was fun...exhausting. The four of us are out having a late supper right now. Where are you guys?”

“Billiards hall with a few of the Seventeen members. Are we still on for brunch tomorrow?” 

“Of course! Can you tell Chan that my sisters going to spend the night at my place tonight so he doesn’t need to worry about taking care of her drunk ass? She and Soonyoung are going crazy right now, you won’t believe the shit they did at practice today…” you said and continued the story on while Yoongi listened and laughed at certain parts.

Meanwhile, Taehyung and Joshua were on their phones taking a break from the game looking through various messages.

[11:45pm] Woozi: What the heck is this shit?

[11:50pm] Tae: Welcome to the Matchmakers club, son of Yoongi :)

[11:50pm] Woozi: What the shit?!

[11:51pm] Josh: So where’s Y/N?

[11:51pm] Woozi: She got a phone call and stepped out of the restaurant, leaving me with these two drunkards

[11:52pm] Tae: Yoongi’s gone too...I bet you they’re talking to each other.

[11:53pm] Woozi: I wouldn’t doubt it...I’m looking at her through the window and she has this goofy smile on her face. Why am I in here again?

[11:53pm] Tae: I need you to help make Yoongi jealous so he’ll ask Y/N out…

[11:53pm] Woozi: No way! Yoongi’s a good friend and the last thing I want is to cause bad blood between us.

[11:53pm] Tae: Believe me, you won’t. 

[11:54pm] Josh: The agency posted the photo of your dance routine tonight and he knows that the two of you are working together...Plus, it’s not like you have to “flirt” with her. You two have been close wayyyy before she started with the agency. You just have to...show Yoongi in an indirect way how close you two are. Please Jihoon? You’re literally our only hope

[11:55pm] Tae: And if Yoongi gets mad at any point, I’ll fess up and say that it was all my idea. Pleassssssseeeee Jihoon.

[11:57pm] Woozi: … If Y/N or Yoongi find out about this, you guys are DEAD got it?

[11:58pm] Josh: Loud and clear.

[11:58pm] Tae: Now go get Y/N to come back and make Yoongi jealous!

Jihoon looked down at his phone and let out a sigh, what the heck was he getting himself into? He looked outside and saw that you were still on the phone and looked between Soonyoung and Minyoung who had both taken another shot and were giggling uncontrollably. Maybe it was a good time to bring you in, he had a feeling that these two weren’t going to last much longer.

He got up and told Soonyoung not to go anywhere before he stepped outside. “Hey Y/N” he called out.

You paused your conversation and turned to the voice who called your name, “Hold on, I think Jihoon needs something.” you said into the receiver before looking up at your good friend, “What’s up Ji?” 

“Let’s get going. I’m not sure how much longer your sister and Soonyoung are going to last.” he said nodding his head towards the two.

“Okay, I’ll be there in a second.” you said with a nod and returned back to your phone, “Sorry, I have to go. Minyoung and Hoshi are at their limits and I think Jihoon needs help with them. I’ll see you tomorrow kay?” 

“I’ll see you tomorrow Y/N..” Yoongi said not really ready to go yet, “Have a good night kay? Text me if you need anything for tomorrow.” 

“You too Yoongs.” you said distractedly as Jihoon motioned for you to hurry up, “And I’ll let you know. I really got to go so I’ll see you tomorrow.” and with that you hung up the line and walked back into the restaurant to get your sister while Jihoon dealt with Soonyoung..

Yoongi looked down at his phone and let out a small sigh, “At least I’ll see her tomorrow.” he muttered to himself while shooting a quick text to the group saying that he was headed back to the dorms. He suddenly didn’t want to be around people anymore.

The next day, the BTS members showed up at your apartment with a few bags of food that amazingly, Joshua had asked them to bring.

When Namjoon knocked on the door, he expected to see your smiling face but instead was greeted by Seungcheol and Jeonghan.

“Hey guys, just on time.” Seungcheol said opening the door wider so everyone could come in. 

The members were greeted with the smell of food and various Seventeen members lounging around your living room, or setting up the food on your dining room table. Mingyu was in the kitchen stirring something in a pot while Josuha was washing dishes. The only two members that they couldn’t see were Soonyoung and Jihoon as well as you and Minyoung.

“Where’s Soon and Woozi?” Jungkook asked and Jeonghan pointed towards the dance studio.

“They’re running through their comeback routine with Y/N and Minyoung.” he explained, “They were going to practice today but since the three of them stayed the night here, they cancelled the night time practice and just woke up early.” 

“Soonyoung and Jihoon stayed the night?” Jimin asked as Seungcheol nodded.

“Her apartment was closer to the restaurant than our dorm and Soonyoung had too much fun. You guys can go check it out if you want.” he said, “And Y/N said to just make yourselves at home when you got here.” 

The members made their way towards your dance room where they heard something along the lines of hip hop meets salsa music coming from the speakers. When they looked into the room, most of their jaws dropped.

“Holy shit.” Hoseok said as he watched the four of you move in sync.

“Dang, they weren’t kidding when they said it was a sexy concept.” Jimin said as he saw Jihoon dip you before pulling you back up to his chest before spinning you around. “Has anyone seen Y/N dance before?” 

All the guys shook their heads as they continued to watch the practice. Yoongis eyes were literally transfixed on you as you moved to the music with Jihoon. He had no idea your hips could move the way they were moving now and he could see Jihoons hand get awfully close to an area which should only be reserved for significant others. He tried not to let it affect him but he felt some jealousy bubbling as you went into your finishing pose which was the dip but this time, you came back up and wrapped your leg around Jihoons waist and his hand sat right above your butt.

“Hold, two, three, four” Minyoung counted, “And break.” 

“Great!  We almost got it down perfectly.” Soonyoung said before waving at the guys of BTS through the mirror as they walked in, “Hey guys! What’d you think?” 

“I think you guys are going to rock your unit debut.” Namjoon said as you all went to greet them, “Especially if you have the Yang sisters dancing with you on stage.” 

“Yea, you guys looked really good. Y/N, where’d you learn to move your hips like that?” Hoseok asked and you shrugged.

“I’ve been dancing since I was three or so...so I learned at some point.” you said accepting a water bottle from Jihoon. “Did you guys just get here?” 

“Not too long ago. We brought some stuff Josh asked for.” Taehyung said, “Are you guys done practice?” 

“Yep, we’ve been up since seven in the morning.” you said with a cheeky grin and looked at Soonyoung and Minyoung who were almost dead, “Jihoon and I decided to teach those two a lesson about drinking so much.” 

“Please never make us do that again.” Minyoung said with a groan, “Literally get back to your place at twelve thirty and we stayed up till like two.” 

“Then don’t drink the Soju like water again.” Jihoon shot, “Who asked you idiots to drink more when we got back here?”

“You and Y/N were!” Soonyoung shot back as he took a big gulp from the water bottle. “How are you two not tired after falling asleep as four?”

“One, we didn’t drink during supper since we had to take care of your asses and two, I’m naturally a morning person.” you retorted.

“I was too busy wanting to teach you a lesson to care about sleep honestly.” Jihoon said with a shrug just as Seungcheol popped his head in. 

“Hey guys, the rest of the foods ready. Let’s go eat.” he said before disappearing again.

Jihoon looked down at you and then gave Yoongi a side glance and saw him watching you from the corner of his eye as he was talking to Namjoon and Soonyoung.

He offered you his hand and pulled you up once you took it, “Let’s go, I’m starved.” he said as he lead you out through the other door, passing by Yoongi and Namjoon along the way.

You gave Yoongi a smile as you passed him, following Jihoon into the living room where all the food was already set up.

“Dang guys, you did this in two hours?” you asked as Joshua handed you a plate.

“Considering the four of you were busy, yes.” he responded as everyone started taking food from the buffet style set up.

You went to sit in your living room, happy that your apartment was open concept so it connected well with the dining room and watched as everyone else settled in and started eating. 

Jihoon had sat next to you and the two of you started having a conversation with Hoseok about the dance routine. All the while, Yoongi sat behind you on the couch talking to Seungcheol though half listening to the conversation you were having.

Taehyung and Joshua shared a look and snickered behind their food  as they watched Yoongi eventually become your back support and at the same time, you were making fun of Jihoon about hating skin ship and Jihoon leaned over and smacked you in the forehead. 

“So are they really that close?” Taehyung asked Joshua as they continued to observe the three of you.

“Oh yea.” Joshua said with a nod, “they kind of clicked when I introduced them and I know they’ve kept in touch over the years. I think he actually knows a bit more about her than I do.” 

“Dang…” Taehyung, “No wonder they had so much chemistry while dancing together…You could literally see the electricity going between them.” 

“You saw it too eh?” Joshua said, “It’s why the choreographers wanted them to work together. It’s platonic though. Jihoon has been teasing Y/N about her infatuation with Yoongi since day 1” 

“So there’s no chance of…” Taehyung started and Joshua shook his head. 

“He makes fun of her about her crush on the guy so I highly doubt it. She trusts him though or else they wouldn’t be dancing together the way they are.” he said, “I’m almost one hundred percent sure that they have this younger brother, older sister complex.” 

“That’s good then.” Taehyung said as he saw you excuse yourself from your conversation and head towards the kitchen and Yoongi following a few seconds later. 

“Hey you.” Yoongi said walking into the kitchen as you put your paper plate into the garbage can.

“Hey you.” you said back turning around as he did the same and the two of you leaned against the kitchen counter. 

“Did I...tell you that you look really good dancing?” he asked semi flirting. He had no idea where this confidence was coming from but deep down, he also knew that it had to do with your interactions with a certain producer of Seventeen. He wasn’t completely sure about your relationship with the other but it looked like you guys were close enough to share water bottles so it had to be something.

“Nope.” you said with a small smile, “But that’s nice to know...what’s up?” 

“I figured now would be a decent time to talk about our date.” he said, “I was thinking maybe the day after our goodbye stage.” 

“Are you sure you want to talk about this with twenty other people in the other room?” you asked with a raised eyebrow. 

“I saw you put a garbage bag outside...and if the “Matchmaking Crew” is smart, they’d know to not let anyone come in.” he explained with a shrug, “So back to our date...I was thinking of having a full day planned. Would that work for you?” 

“It should…” you said thinking, “The guys aren’t going to be on many music shows this come around since Seventeen’s comeback will be coinciding and I know we have that day free…” 

“Great, so then it’s a date.” he said leaning down to kiss your cheek all of a sudden causing you to blush a deep red. He then casually walked out of the kitchen whistling as you stared at his back in shock.

“Min Yoongi!” you almost yelled, thankfully the voices in the other room covered it up.

[peaches-of-1]

Peachtober | Day 12: Striking Midnight

Cinder to Ember

Cinderella!Hoshi x Prince/ FTM!Reader

Warnings: Abusive language, abusive parent, abusive siblings (the stuff that were in the orignal film y’know)

When the kingdom was blessed with a princess almost 30 years go, the peasants and royals rejoiced! Celebrations were held for a month! Years passed, and many servants found the young child enjoyed both dolls and sword fighting and felt just as comfortable in dresses and in chainmail. Even more years passed and the adolescent royal knew they weren’t completely female as his servants believed. He preferred cute things and cute dresses, but did his best to become a good swordsman and wear pants even if he did chafe quite a bit.

The royal seamstresses caught on and began to alter the pants to fit him properly. They also fixed jackets and shirts to account for the amount of breast not repressed by their prince’s binding. Many of the knights bound their chests to help with posture, but this was different. The head knight Mingyu knew this. So he made a unique training regimine to give his prince time to unbind lest the prolonged wear were to hurt him in some way.

Year after year, the training paid off. Prince Y/N had become the most feared and respected swordsman in the 5 kingdoms. He made friends with the other princes and princesses and the subjects adored their transgender prince. So much so that they wanted to marry him. IT became more obvious by the day as more and more proposals came through the mail. Piles of flowers sent from suitors were turned into compost.

“Dearest son,” Said the King. “Whatever must I do to get you to marry a wife?”

“Or a husband.” The Queen added.

“Right. Right. Whatever your preference is. We want you happy more than anything, my child, but...it doesn’t look good for roses to rot so frequently.”

His wife added, “And frankly, it’s pissing off the neighboring kingdoms. Just choose someone and fall for them later.”

You rolled your eyes, “I cannot wed someone I have no interest in. They are my friends or people wanting to marry a prince. What about love, Father? Mother, what is I wanted to marry someone who loved me for me?”

The Queen spoke, “Then you must do it quickly. Your father and I have decided to throw a ball for you to find your spouse.”

“But, how--?” You began to sputter.

Your King, your father said, “We have invited all of the kingdoms as well as the whole of our own to make sure you have tons of options.”

You huffed and went to your room. You had to take your binder off, but also, you couldn’t stand to be around your parents right now.

On the other side of the kingdom, a musical young man by the name of Hoshi was washing the floor in too small brown overalls that had been ripped and repaired so many times. Sometimes they were caught on a stray nail, other times his step siblings would ruin them on purpose. However, it wasn’t like he could speak about it to anyone.

“HOSHI!!!” A regal voice called out to him. “Get your ass down here right now!”

“The young man hurried down the steps after making sure the area was marked as wet, telling the mice to stay out of sight.”

“Yes, sir?” Hoshi bowed to the blonde man who was his father in law.

Draped in a dark red suit, he twirled his hair and glanced at his poor excuse for kin, “You didn’t brush Lucky’s fur, did you?”

“I-I tried to, but they kept running away. I--”

“Excuses, excuses! Did you lure them out like you were taught? Stupi boy!”

“I’m sorry, Mingi!” He flinched. “I...I mean Ren. I’m sorry, Ren!”

The blonde rolled his eyes, “Geez! Why are you so useless?!?”

Soon enough, there was a clatter in the hallway followed by a shriek Hoshi and Ren raced out of the room and towards the source of the sound. Woozi was rubbing his hip in pain as Jun laughed at the top of the stairs.

“What is the meaning of this?” Their father asked.

“The top was wet and I slipped in the puddle.” Woozi whined.

All eyes set on Hoshi who responded, “I set up my drying rags on the border to make sure they didn’t fall. I did exactly--”

“Then why did you still hurt my darling? If he’s hurt, you will be taking care of him, intensively. Now do your work correctly, you insignificant piece of--”

Ding dong.

A rough his, and Ren left to answer the door. Jun and Woozi went to get bathed while the young man finished cleaning the area before drying it and then getting all the elements of breakfast together. He’d have to clean their rooms and set up their clothing for the day.

“My lovely boys, we have some good news! We have all been invited to the Prince’s ball! There is no doubt he’ll be looking for a spouse!” He said, holding them affectionately with their mouths full of break and cream as they were eating breakfast.

Then Ren continued, “The lady gave us 4 invitations, but we only need 3.”

“What about me?” Hoshi said shyly.

“...oh, right.” Jun said. “I’m sure Father didn’t miscount. Someone like you would bring us to shame!”

Woozi agreed, “you wouldn’t want to bring shame to the family of your poor deceased parents, would you? Reputation is important, you know.”

Someone with your stench and matted hair? We’d never be able to live that down!”

The three circled like sharks around fresh and bloody meat. They laughed and the two sons went to go change clothes since they were done eating and had new outfits to buy.

“Well, if you--” The step-child turned maid began.

“If I WHAT?” Ren stared him down. When there was no response, he simply huffed and straightened his cravat. “That’s what I thought.”

As the ball was so soon, Hoshi’s step-father and step-siblings were more irritable than usual. They had to have perfect hair and perfect lips, trying new skin creams and contacts as well. Woozi wanted to be blonde to meet the prince and hopefully become his husband.

“Blond hair will certainly help Prince Y/N to notice you,” Jun said. “He might mistake you for a baby chick because you’re so small, though. Won’t be able to keep his hand off of you.”

He laughed at his own joke, even though Woozi looked like he was going to rip his eyes out.

“Ow!” He then called out and kicked his leg. “Watch where you’re hemming!”

“Sorry!” Filthy black hair bounced to reveal a defensive smile.

Woozi’s cheeks got red with anger, so he shoved him back, “Don’t smile like that. It’s annoying.”

Later that night…

Finally, Hoshi had a moment to himself.  A cute little mousy, S. Coups and friends had a cup of tea and nightgown waiting for their friend. Joshua sat on Hoshi’s shoulder as he had just been freed from a trap by an exhausted tired helper.

“Ah, thank you S. Coups, Jeonghwa, Dino. You’re the most helpful mice a boy could ask for.” He said, setting Joshua among them.

After changing into the stained nightgown, he sighed and was glad the house was mostly quiet.

“What’s the sigh about? Dino asked.

“Why the long face?” Inquired S. Coups.

Another sigh, “Step-father told me there was a ball being held by the prince. I want to go, but I know he won’t let me. He even hid the invitations in his study, probably to hide them until the big day, and...to see the prince just once up close. One night of fun and to see his handsome face. I’d be ever so grateful.”

Joshua giggled, “How do you know the prince is handsome?”

“Well, all princes are handsome to someone, and I just know he’ll be handsome to me.” Hoshi replied with his head in his hands, looking at the flickering candlelight.

“What if you and the prince got to dance together?” Jeonghwa tossed the idea in the air.

The black haired man caught it instantly and ran with it, “Oh, I’d be the luckiest boy in the kingdom!”

The poor young man got up on two feet and began to dance around the room, night birds singing from the windowsill. A few grabbed a clean coat from the closet and helped along with the late night daydream. Joyous orchestral music played in his head as his partner asked him to dance. The two circling around the room as smiles were shared among all the creatures in Hoshi’s bedroom.

That is until a faithful creak on the stairs warned the guests of the imaginary ball to an uninvited party crasher. Quicker than lightning, the coat was stashed under the bed and the candle was blown out by Joshua. Hoshi jumped into bed, facing the wall and pretended to be asleep. He hid the candle blower to his chest to keep him from getting hurt.

A knock, “Ashton?” it was one of his step-brothers using the less than affectionate pet name, but the pounding in his ears made it hard to distinguish with certainty who it was.

A moment later, the door squeaked open and Hoshi shut his eyes tightly. Something rolled up was place on top of the pillow...footsteps...door closed shut...a creaky stair but now in reverse.

The young man let out a breath, letting go of Joshua who scurred over his savior to see what the gift was. Everyone was curious and started to murmer until Hoshi hushed them, using moonlight to make out the words. Then he gasped.

“It’s the invitation!” Quickly, he covered his mouth, hiding the scroll in his trunk at the foot of his bed.

Everyone was ready for the ball and even Hoshi raced down the stairs with invite in hand. He wore his birth father’s coat which he had kept and altered for such an occasion. Then Ren glared at him in the mirror’s reflection.

“And just where do you think you’re going?” He asked.

“T-To the ball with you.”

“Without an invitation? The blonde devil gave a cocky smirk.

Hoshi held up the scroll, “It was placed on my pillow, so I thought--”

“As if Father would let you come with us, Ashton.” Jun said. “And in those rags?”

“You look like utter garbage.” Woozi added.

Then a devious grin crossed the former’s face, “Why don’t we try our hand at some last minute alterations?”

Then the two began to claw and rip and tear the suit of the father Hoshi never knew. AT some point, even the invitation was taken from his hands. Red streaks and marks trailed down the suffering young man’s arms and legs. Ribbons. His clothing had been turned to ribbons of fabric all around him as he cowered on the floor.

The devilish trio weren’t done with their assault just yet as step-father Ren tore up the invite piece by piece in front of his very eyes.

“I don’t know how you thought you were going to get away with stealing from me and invading my private study, but let this be a lesson to you, Ashton. Don’t ever cross me again.” and the paper was thrown over black hair as if it were confetti.

The men left laughing, and Hoshi was left on the floor sobbing and found himself running to his mother’s grave.

Is tears watered the long dead flowers and helped to awaken his mother’s spirit.

“Dear, don’t you cry. Mother will wipe up the wettest eyes. Dearest, don’t you you weep, look into your heart and reveal the goodness you should keep. What does it want~?”

“I want to go to the ball.” He sobbed. “One night where *sniff* I’m not...I’m not forced to clean shoes or mend suits! One night of happiness.”

Wind twirled and picked up his form.

“Then my dearest, I will make your wish come true with a Bippity Boppity Boo. however, come back before midnight because that is when my magic will be through. I do believe what would be best is a bit of gold and blue.”

A crisp power blue suit fell onto Hoshi’s frame, golden Oxfords on his feet, and he looked up just in time to see his mice be turned into horses and a lucky pumpkin turn into the most ornate four wheeled carriage he had ever seen! The young man gasped as Minghao the owl gained human form to become his footman. The torn pieces of the invitation floated out of the home and became whole again.

“Oh, thank you, Mother! Thank you!”

“It’s the least I could do for leaving you with them.” She said, kissing his forehead.

And so off to the ball the crew went.

Bright lights. Loud laughter. Simple chatter. Prince Y/N was having none of it. Of course he was nice and polite and showed off his good upbringing to all that approached. He needed to excuse himself, requiring a moment to breathe as he took off his binder for a few minutes. The appointment would happen before the wedding, but he wasn’t sure if he wanted to get rid of these fatter lumps on his chest.

Mingyu asked from the doorway, “Are you ready to return to the party, my prince? There are several suitors waiting to meet you. If you need more time, please let me know. They will wait for you, my prince.”

“No, no. I’m coming. Just give me a few minutes.”

Then his outfit was done up once more. Just in time, it seemed, as the horns announced another guest arrival. No name since they were rather late, but still. His very wide eyed arrival was nothing compared to his dapper suit the color of the sky. Very fashion forward, nothing you as the prince had thought of wearing. Minimalistic and sleek. Golden shoes on his feet.

You weren’t the only one who noticed as all eyes were on the young man who lit up the room. He did not approach anyone himself, but the Queen asked to dance with the young beauty. You knew she was probably asking about status and other unimportant things. Then again, she was very good at partnering with Father to help rule the kingdom.

You would trust Mother to find a great potential husband for her own son. Just as you turned around, an older man and two young men approached you and bowed deeply.

“Your highness, I am Choi Ren from the Pledis sector. These are my sons Woozi and Jun. Both are very eager to meet you.” He basically pushed his offspring towards the royal.

Each grabbed one of his arms and began to bicker over who he should spend time with first.

“Darlings, behave yourselves~” Ren said with a saccharine tone. “I’ll leave you be.”

The prince turned on his charm, “Well, gentlemen, it seems that I’ll have my arms filled with your handsomeness for the foreseeable future.”

“You talk so pretty.” Woozi swooned.

“Your face is so pretty too.” Jun said. “Like a girl--”

The brother wacked his back as the prince made a face, “Don’t say that!”

“What I get the same thing too, especially when I used to have long hair.”

The prince chuckled tensely, “I get that a lot.”

After the dance with the Queen and a few other kind fold who actual wanted to hold Hoshi in their arms for a few turns in the ballroom, the overwhelmed young man went out onto the expansive balcony for a breather. Sitting on a long bench and looking up at the stars.

“Oh, this is so much fun!” he said out loud to himself and casually walking to the bannister. “I do wish it would never end! I still haven’t met the prince, though. I would be an honor to dance with such a man.”

A high alto voice spoke behind him, “Excuse me…”

Hoshi turned around to see a soft and handsome face staring back at him. Who was this man?

“I’ve been wanting to dance with you all night,” the man said. “May I?” and held out his palm.

The lucky young man smiled and gave his hand, “You very much may.” simply wanting to dance with another kind stranger.

This mysteriously good looking man smiled and the two began to twirl to the distant orchestra which played a smooth and melodic waltz. The men gazed into each others’ eyes as if they held the universe, no their own universe in each orb. Not one moment did they look away.

“How are you enjoying the ball?” They asked in sync and laughed.

“You first,” the soft faced one said.

Hoshi replied, “It is the most magical night of my life! I’ve danced with so many people! My feet should be tired, but I am too happy to feel anything but joy.”

“I haven’t seen you around before.” He said sweetly.

“Well, I’m not really allowed to be seen much.” Hoshi bit his lip, “BUt let’s not talk of that for now.”

The kind dance partner nodded, “I do hope I get to see you more often after tonight. It’s been a tiring night for me as well. Some people have decided to call me Miss--”

“Even though you’re very clearly dressed like a Mister?”

“Yes!” He exclaimed.

Hoshi pouted, “Well, I believe the way one puts themself out there is the way they should be perceived. Sometimes perception is wrong, but there’s not much else you can do except talk to the person.”

“Then again, you can’t talk to every person in the world, also some may not want to be talked to anyways.”

“True.” The enchanted boy said. “But I get to talk to you. That’s all that matters to me right now.”

The first strike of midnight tolled, making Hoshi’s eyes go wide.

“I must go. I’m so very sorry. Oh, but I haven’t even seen the prince yet…” Hoshi said as he turned to go.

“The prince?” Y/N himself said to the young beauty clan in a blue suit.

The beauty that was running away at the moment. He at least tried to follow after him asking for a nam, a house, something so he could find his heart again. There was no doubt that Prince Y/N, that you had fallin in love during your time together.

Black hair bounced as the young man ran away, his shoelace getting caught on a broken part of the stairs, causing a golden Oxford to come flying off. Still, the man in blue ran, barely glancing back at his lost shoe.

You picked it up, however. Took it to your nearest guard Mingyu who was always nearby his trusted prince.

“Get Mother and Father. Tell them I have found the one I shall marry. We just...I just have to find him again.”

Back home just in time, Hoshi’s carriage returned back into a pumpkin. The horses back into mice. Footman Minghao reinstated to owl form. Rich looking suit of powder blue back into dust covered rags. The only thing left was a golden Oxford that the young man kept safe as a memento of the night.

And so the next day began with a bit more sunlight in his heart. He sang a bit louder while making breakfast and was in the back garden hanging up clothing to dry when Ren suddenly grabbed his arm.

“The prince is searching the entire kingdom to find someone he danced with last night at the ball and left a show, so I need you to stay out of sight. Wouldn't want you to bring shame upon us.”

So Hoshi was thrown into his bedroom with the door locked behind him

“Wait! Wait! It was me! Let me out!” He yelled and randing already raw fists against the door. “Please, let me out!”

But no reply other than a vicious scream to tell him to be quiet.

Prince Y/N arrived in much splendor. All eyes were on him as he approached the biggest house in the Pledis sector.

“Is everyone present among possible suitors?” Mingyu asked.

“Yes.” Ren said, shooting a warning glance to his children that didn’t go undetected. “Everyone.”

The one known as Jun was the first to try on the show, trying to stuff his foot inside, but it would not go in. his foot was way too big to properly fill it.

“My feet are swollen from dancing last night.” He tried to explain.

You shook your head, “I doubt a foot would swell so much in such a short period of time.”

As Woozi took his turn in the chair to try on the gold show, it was quite clear his foot was too small to wear the  shoe as intended.

“My--my feet were swollen last night from dancing. I assure you that I am the gentleman you are looking for, your highness.”

You looked down at the young sir, quite concerned, “If your feet swole so much, I suggest seeing a physician. Besides, the man I dance with last night didn’t complain about his feet.”

Again, the shoe was taken off and the man discarded. Prince Y/N sighed and said that the person he hat waltzed with must be at the next house. His knight Mingyu said there were no more houses.

The crash of a vase from upstairs. All heads turned to the source of the sound. Ren cursed the boy he had been forced to care for since his wife and Hoshi’s mother died. Why didn’t he stay quiet?

“Everyone?” You asked in your most princely tone.

“It was a mouse--” Ren began.

“Our maid--” Jun said.

“Our brother--” Woozi started.

Glares towards the shortest felt like daggers.

“He was ill last night and didn’t even attend the ball. You shouldn’t go up there. He might still be sick.” Ren put on his doting father facade.

You crossed your arms and smoothed the skirt you were wearing since wearing pants all night had made your legs start to chafe.

“I have the best doctors in the country. Let me see him, your brother maid.”

Begrudgingly, Ren went upstairs with the prince’s knight behind him, shoe in hand. The door opened and Hoshi was picking up the pieces of the broken case with his hands.

Was it really the prince himself I had danced with last night? Hoshi asked himself as he was brought downstairs to stare at the man.

“Sit.” Ren said, struggling to hold back his usual venom in front of company.

He did and the golden Oxford slid perfectly onto his foot with not too much extra space nor half of the foot hanging out. Not only that, but the mice S. Coups, Jeonghwa, Joshua, and Dino worked together to bring the other shoe downstairs as well.

“The other shoe as well!” Prince Y/N gasped. “You are him!”

“Could you not recognize my face?” Hoshi laughed, tying up his shoes.

The prince blushed, “Do forgive me, my love. It was dark and I needed a couple of drinks to get through the night.”

Hoshi smiled, “I forgive you.”

Prince Y/N then got down on one knee, “Will you also marry me?”

“Yes! Yes! A thousand times yes!”

The prince and Hoshi shared a loving embrace and a beautiful kiss. Less than a week later, the wedding was held.

As for the step-father and step-siblings, they were thrown in jail for abuse towards the princess. All’s well that ends well.

[furederiko]

"Shin Sakura Taisen Rekidai Kayoushuu" Review (Part 2)

SEGA boldly (or is it a risky move?) introduces new Kagekidans that represent new cities with this game. Not one or two, but just THREE for now, with a fourth one debuting later in the Spring TV series. Track 4 to 6 of the album are specifically slotted for these new heroines...

Contrary to reports in various sites that had reported them as such, in my opinion, these are definitely NOT character image songs. Kouhei Tanaka-sensei has openly referenced them as "[City Name] GEKITEI". So these sit in line with Paris Kagekidan's "Mihata no Moto ni" and New York Kagekidan's "Chijou no Senshi". Whatever happens to those teams, by the way? Hmmm...

One might argue that unlike "Shin GEKITEI", only one member sings these songs. But they seem to forget one thing: Sakura Shinguuji sang solo on the first vanilla version of that song. I don't know what the future holds, but there's a possibility that in the sequel(s), we might get another take of these songs that incorporate other members of their teams. For two of them, at least. We'll just have to wait and see. For now, let's embark on a globetrotting journey!

Niji no Kanata (Other Side of the Rainbow) by. Huang Yui (Sumire Uesaka)

As soon as I heard the full version, I wasn't completely sure how I felt about it. Surprisingly, I think I enjoyed the short MV version better. When SEGA started releasing one MV after another, starting from Berlin to this one, "Shanghai GEKITEI" totally stole my attention. I proudly declared it as my favorite of the three. Perhaps because the verses felt more concise (with less instrumental parts) that made it sound more... kickass? Even though it had a somewhat odd lyric, which you will understand why. This full-length version somehow exuded a different vibe. The verses were longer, which was the bit that I'm not too fond of. On the other hand, the lyrics flowed better and made more sense. And then there's an issue with Yui's voice. She had a playful and childlike tone in "Aratanaru". Assuming that's her who got the shortest line in the interlude, of course. I prefer the more gallant take that she used here, but the inconsistency threw me off. Suffice to say, I had to hear it a few times to finally get the hang of it. But goodness gracious, the Chinese vibe, which was even stronger (that should be obvious, I know! Ahaha), never failed to win me over. Just like the verses, the instrumental portions were also longer, thus giving it a slower and elegant pace. That serenading sound of Erhu just hit my soft spot every single time, likely resonating with some part of my genes. Combined that with a blast of modern instruments, and it blew me away. I sure want to see a live orchestra perform this with a Chinese theatre dance to accompany it! Its lyrics, courtesy of Ouji Hiroi, carried a similar message of Teito, Paris, and New York themes. Protect the city, its people, and seize the dream. Why does the title use 'Rainbow', though? Especially considering 7, while being a good number for a relationship, is considered as unlucky in Mandarin (ghost month). The key is in the kanji for 'Rainbow', because it is also known as 'Hong' or 'Jiang', the name of a two-headed dragon in Chinese mythology. And what does the symbol of Shanghai Kagekidan look like? Yep, a DRAGON! So while in Japanese it literally translates as "Other Side of the Rainbow", the context also points to it being "Other Side of the Dragon". Even though it might take me a while to get used to this, and it's no longer my number one, it's an amazing piece nonetheless. I'm old, so I'm not familiar with Sumire Uesaka's pop songs. But so far, I haven't heard her sang a song like this. As Kouhei-sensei had stated, these new "GEKITEI" were composed to challenge the VAs vocal prowess. That seems to be the case here, to which Uesaka did a great job! PS: Wikipedia told me that Uesaka is a fan of Russia. I wonder how she would feel if she was cast as a leader of the Moscow Kagekidan instead?

Entaku no Kishi (Knights of the Round Table) by. Lancelot (Manami Numakura)

Just like the previous song, I had a completely opposite reaction to this as well. It honestly took a while for me to like or even understand the London Kagekidan theme when its official MV first came out. This full anthem also sounds different but in a far more positive light! How so? The second Westminster Bells kicked off, my mouth grinned so wide. Then the music slowly developed into that familiar tone, but continued to build up even more with meticulous touches and flares of fanfare, horns, trumpets, and an electrifying mix of the electric guitar. And suddenly I was transported into the medieval era, with images of brave knights flashing on my mind, en route for a battle to protect the land. Daaaang... Kouhei-sensei totally knows how to make something sound so graceful, yet gallant and rich, huh?! A sensation that young'uns nowadays would easily call 'EPIC'. My lingering issue with this song remains as-is: Manami Numakura's voice. Don't get me wrong, she is a wonderful VA with a unique vocal tone (Kohaku in "Dr. STONE", right?). I'm just not a fan of her singing voice, never was since her Idolmaster days. Even when it's my least favorite part of the song, that tomboy-ish charm blends perfectly with the song and gives it a distinct sound. The end result is something that continues to delight me and puts a smile on my face. Oh, what about the title, you ask? I think it's obvious enough. London Kagekidan is clearly based on the tales of King Arthur. Arthur is (likely, the code-name of) its blond-haired, high priest-dressed Captain, while our female lead here is the loyal Lancelot. It intrigued me when the lyrics, by Shouko Fujibayashi, mentioned 12 knights just like its lore. Does the team really have that many members? Assuming it will feature in the sequel, that would be fun to see. Then again, Idolmaster started out with 10(+1) idols, so I'm sure Lancelot would fit along just fine! Hahahaha... PS: Do you think that echoing bell at the intro and interlude sound convincing? Well, Kouhei-sensei said they actually recorded it at the actual location! Another good reason to appreciate this song.

Kurogane no Hoshi (Iron Star) by. Elise (Nana Mizuki)

*standing ovation* This. This IS a SCARY song! And by scary, I mean what a challenge it IS to pull off. Imagine trying to do at least an okay job at this in a karaoke booth? Godspeed. Nuh-uh, I don't think this song will work without Nana Mizuki's powerful vocals. Not just because I'm a fan of her, or have always wanted her to be part of this franchise. But I love Elise because she adds that much-needed heavier tone to the cast. Her brief but scene-stealing lines in "Aratanaru" proved that notion. You could easily recognize her voice amidst the chorus. If you think the short MV version (the actual first 1:20 minutes) that you see above already sounds amazing, just wait till you hear the middle part of this song. It slowed down, with various strings gently swayed you to enter another realm. Then it went FULL OPERA, with a piercing vocal work that would send nothing but genuine shivers to your soul! Goosebumps. All the time. The music had clear influences of Wagner's compositions, and those who are at least aware of classical music (or have seen "ClassicaLoid Season 2" Hahaha) would probably notice that almost immediately. Song of Valkyrie, anyone? Because of that, Kouhei-sensei personally did the arrangement for this number, seeing that it required a full-blown orchestra ensemble. Sensei showed the first part of the music sheets during one of the Teigeki Report, and I had a feeling it must've blown away everyone who saw it. I mean, Seijuurou Kamiyama's VA Youhei Azakami was literally jaw-dropped. He also revealed that Nana went above and beyond on that last high note, hitting it longer than she was supposed to, in time for the grand orchestra finish. Seriously, goosebumps. It is certainly one of the highlights of the album, and you DEFINITELY need to listen to this. Also, this is the only Kagekidan theme that I'm not sure can work as a group song. It IS still a Berlin Kagekidan song, proclaiming the might and power of the team that started it all. But can it be performed by a team of Hoshigumi? Dealing with that complicated lyrics by Shouko Fujibayashi ("...Schwarzer Stern, kurogane no hoshi..."), and fast-paced tempo will undoubtedly leave them breathless. Now I'm patiently counting the days to see Nana perform this in a live concert! Mindblown... PS: By the way, original Hanagumi's "Dream/Yume no 1 Pound" and Kanadegumi's "Enbukyoku, Kimi ni" came to mind when I tried to analyze this song. Presumably due to that middle part, which is true to Kouhei-sensei's style. You'll be hearing that magic touch of him again in some of the next tracks.

Next: the curtain rises for the Shin Hanagumi ladies!

Video is available on SEGA Official Youtube Channel. "Shin Sakura Taisen" is produced by SEGA, and RED Entertainment. Credits and copyrights belong to their respective owners.

[nextchae]

seventeen reaction — finding out they’re going to be a dad

Awkwardly, you held up the plastic stick to the light so you could see better. You had taken nearly fifteen pregnancy tests and they all started off looking nearly negative, but with a faint second line. So after a quick google search you decided to wait a couple of days to take another, which not saying anything to anyone was admittedly one of the hardest things you’d ever done. Luckily you didn’t have to hold anything in anymore because the freshly taken test revealed you were most definitely pregnant. Unfortunately before you had time to do anything, the bathroom door was slung open and stood behind was your husband.

S COUPS

The door had been slung open so violently and unexpectedly you’d accidently let go of the test in your hands, causing it to fall to the bathroom tiles with a soft click. Your husband barely even noticed due to his gushing about this drama you’d accidentally gotten him obsessed with. It took him nearly three minutes of talking before noticing that you were slowly trying to kneel down and pick up the object on the group. What further surprised him was your shriek when he went to give it to you.

“What’s wrong? What even is-“ he cut himself off upon actually taking a look at what was now in his hands, a positive pregnancy test. The male that was known for being good with words suddenly found himself frozen, unable to speak, and instead nearly fell into your arms.

JEONGHAN

“Y/n you won’t believe what just happened to me” Jeonghan started somewhat angrily as he busted into the bathroom where he knew you were. You feigned interest in his story about how the cat knocked into his coffee and pushed it off the table on purpose, all while holding the test awkwardly behind your back.

“You know she probably just wanted some attention” you spoke when he paused for a moment, accidentally moving your hands from behind your back in a gesture. Unfortunately before you could hide the test again Jeonghan had quickly snatched it from your hands. He didn’t say anything for a long while, looking from you to the test and back to you and the test until finally glancing at your stomach for a moment.

“This is- yours?” He asked hesitantly, eyes suddenly glued to the two blatantly obvious lines on it. Before you even had time to answer or so much as nod he had you in a bear hug, his head buried into your shoulder.

JOSHUA

You had been so shocked when the results of the test came back you hadn’t even heard Jisoo’s knocking on the bathroom door and asking if you were alright. After minutes of silence, his mind had immediately went to the absolute worst possibilities resulting in him quickly swinging open the door. It would be hard to tell which one of you were more surprised at each other’s stance, you were again so surprised and in shock you didn’t even bother to hide or shield the test.

“Jagiya, you scared me since you didn’t say anything” he said after a moment, letting out a sigh of relief. Nodding, you quickly decided to show him the test yourself instead of him finding out himself.

“Wait, wha- really?” He would say after a moments shock, excitedly pulling you into his arms about a million times more gentle than normal which you didn’t even know was possible.

JUN

“I have to pee so bad what on earth is taking you so long?” Your husband whined upon basically kicking open the door. Attempting to mask your mixture of many different feelings with apologies to him instead, he easily saw through it.

“What’s up?” Was all he asked, seemingly forgetting about his need to pee as he jumped up to sit on the bathroom counter beside where you stood. Raising an eyebrow at you when you just disregarded his question he easily noticed the object you had hidden behind your back. “So, it wouldn’t have anything to do with what you’re holding behind your back?” He’d say causing your face to immediately turn red and you to slowly show him the test. When you did his face would turn just as red and all sarcastic comments would be knocked from his reach, him instead smiling while pulling you in for a kiss.

HOSHI

Intending on scaring you, Soonyoung burst through the bathroom door as if he was on fire, but it was actually him that ended up scared instead.

“H-hey, what’s that? Is that a, a-a uh...” he stumbled all over his words when he noticed the plastic stick in your hand, his eyes so wide they could’ve easily popped right out of his head. Biting at your lip, you held it out in front of his eyes so he could see the small red plus sign up close. Silence soon filled the room, the only audible sound being his increasingly heavy breathing.

“You’re kidding!” He suddenly exclaimed, his usual opened mouth smile rising to his face. “I can’t believe it!” He continued saying little things about how excited he was until you finally had to stop him.

WONWOO

“Y/n? Have you seen the book I was reading?” Your husband asked upon peeking through the doorway. Instantly grabbing the object and moving it to hide behind your back in a seconds time, you leaned against the counter to block his view of the box for the test as well.

“Yeah, I was reading some of it last night. I think I left it on my nightstand” you spoke, letting out a quiet sigh of relief. Nodding when he asked if you were alright, you just completely melted under his sudden questions and had to show him.

“Are you sure?” He asked, surprisingly calm as he looked at the positive lines. When you nodded a smile rose to his lips and he wrapped his arms around your frame happily.

WOOZI

“What are you doing in there? It’s been like twenty minutes” you heard a familiar voice ask from outside the door, waiting only a few seconds before pushing it open. Seeing as how you still weren’t dressed, a small frown was brought to his lips and he continued on about how you two were supposed to be meeting the rest of the boys in half an hour. Deciding the easier way to get out of his scolding would be to just tell him, since it wasn’t really your fault after all, you quickly lifted the box and test to his eyes. Immediately his words came to a stop, his jaw nearly falling to the floor as well.

“This- this is what you were doing?” He suddenly asked, eyebrows raised as he looked from you to the test and back and forth. Before he even gave you time to answer he had you in his arms, a pretty unusual thing for the male as he wasn’t super touchy feely, but he just couldn’t be like that now.

DK

Little did you know that Seokmin had been growing suspicious over the course of the last month or so. First it was because of you constantly being sick for longer periods of times, and then when he realized it was the week your period typically came he prepared for the usual mood swings and cuddling because of your cramps but that never came either. So, with these suspicions in mind he watched you come home from a quick trip to the nearby convience store and make a beeline for the bathroom after a rather short greeting. He waited until he couldn’t take it any longer, which was actually a record time of about twenty minutes, before actually running through the bathroom door.

His eyes instantly met with that of the test you were holding causing him to let out a scream and grab you extremely tightly still yelling about how he knew it all along and how excited he was. He wouldn’t stop screaming for at least half an hour, then he’d want to call everyone on his contact list and tell them you both were having a baby.

MINGYU

“I am so lonely jagi you don’t even know! All I wanted was cuddles, but then you came and locked yourself in here” he whined the moment he pushed open the door, the tall male leaning against the door frame. He was so oblivious that he didn’t even notice when you quite obviously moved your arm to hide the test behind you. Instead he moved to shorten the distance between you two, desperately wanting to wrap you in a hug. When you took a step back reflexively, he frowned sensing something was wrong.

“What is it?” He asked, grabbing your forearm. When he pulled it back was when he saw what you were clutching, a positive pregnancy test. He would react immediately, screaming and picking you up. After all the excitement, he’d probably cry for a while and then call his mom.

THE8

He thought you were just taking a shower or something, but when you ended up in there for over half an hour was when Minghao began to worry. You hadn’t heard his knock or his rushed worried questions due to your locked gaze on the plus sign that had appeared on the test, so he soon just walked in anyways.

“Why didn’t you answer me?!” He would ask somewhat angrily, feeling his heart start to beat at a normal pace again when he saw your perfectly fine self behind the door. After a quick apology you eagerly showed him the test, a smile beaming from your lips. He would be quite at a loss for words, but he would show his happiness and excitement through the long hug he’d soon give you and the small peppered kisses all over your face.

SEUNGKWAN

“Dinner is ready!” He would screech like a wild animal the moment he busted down the door. The look on his face quickly twisted from pride to worry when he saw the shocked look still locked into your eyes.

“You okay?” He’d rush over to you, a hand instantly rubbing your back before moving his eyes to look at what you were also looking at. Then he was frozen, for nearly a whole minute as too many feelings at once apparently broke him. After snapping out of his stance he’d scream something along the lines of “I’m going to be a dad” before running around like a crazy person around the house.

VERNON

He had actually seen through the plastic bag of groceries the box for a pregnancy test. So like any other soon to be father he’d freak out, but decide to play it cool around you. Until he finally realized what you were doing in the bathroom after half an hour. So after a quick pep talk by his good friend Seungkwan, he was instructed to tear down the door with no warning. Seeing the terrified look on your face from his actions, he’d immediately feel bad, but not for too long because of the huge news you quickly shared with him. Since he was sort of already prepared he’d act mostly rationally and calm, but still extremely excited and immediately starting to tend to your every need.

DINO

This poor boy would be so oblivious, only entering the bathroom because he really really had to pee. Even seeing the white plastic stick you held he just assumed it was some weird female thing and quickly did his business. This was when you realized you could actually still surprise him with the news. So after he came out of the bathroom you surprise attacked him with a hug, whispering in his ear that he was going to be a dad.

“WHATTTT” he’d look at you confused before finally realizing everything extremely late. Laughing at his own naivety, he’d happily press his lips to your telling you about how great of a mother you were going to be and how lucky this child would be.

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[multifandom-kpop-scenarios]

Soonyoung Spy part.2

Hi, Hello. This is the second part to the Soonyoung/Hoshi spy scenario. Thank you to all that read/liked the first part. The final part will be out as soon as possible. Please let me know how it is and, as always, enjoy~

If you haven’t already, you can read part one HERE.

Word count:1,859

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You found yourself swaying to the music with Soonyoung, in a similar fashion to the couples around you. His hair was dark in color, and the suit he wore was black. The only bit of color on him was the deep purple tie he wore. “I was beginning to wonder if you were even here.” You say as you follow his lead. “I was just laying low.” He says while looking off to the side, in the direction you came from. You smile, “Well, you pulled me out of a sticky situation, I can always count on you.” His ears turn red slightly, just enough for you to notice. Before you can comment, he changes the subject away from him and on to you, “Look at you. You look…” He takes a step back, in order to get a proper look at you. “Wow.”

You smack his arm, flustered by his remark, “I'll take that as a compliment.”

He smiles, replying, “You should.”

Over the ear piece you hear someone clear their throat, like someone does to get your attention, “Just in case you forgot, we do have a mission we need to continue.”

You decided to not address Wonwoo, and you reach to slip the card key into Soonyoung’s breast pocket. You pat the now concealed card and teasingly say, “Don't lose it.”

He chuckles as he stops dancing, “I won't. I don't think I could handle watching you dance with another guy to get a card again.”

You laugh, “I was joking.”

“I know,” he says with a pause before continuing, “but I wasn't.”

His movements came to a stop, and, following his lead, so did you. “Let's finish this job.” He says, determination filling his eyes, and he holds up his fist in a 'fighting’ gesture.

He reached for your hand, without thinking twice, and gently pulled you in the direction of the rendezvous point. You followed his pull, walking slightly behind him. You didn't pay any attention to those around you, solely focused on Soonyoung's hand. The warmth you felt his hand giving yours was comforting and something you could only associate with Soonyoung. It confused you just as much as it made sense. You felt this way because it was Soonyoung. You looked ahead, setting your eyes on the back of your guide’s head. It was then that you noticed that he would glance back at you every now and then, as if making sure you were still there, before smiling as he sets his eyes on you before facing ahead again. There wasn't a need for him to do this, your hand still in his was enough to tell him of your presence. Though you found it to be endearing all the same.

You were pulled from your thoughts by a voice calling out, “_________. Soonyoung. How nice of you to join us.” You looked up to the two men standing in front of you, dressed in suits, one blue and one red tie, and matching grins on their faces. You approached the shorter of the two, silent. He must of picked up on your frustration, directed at him, and took a step back. “________, did I tell you, that you look nice tonight.” You ignored his attempt at flattery, instead swinging your dominant arm up and connecting your open palm to his shoulder, once, “Back,” twice, “Left,” thrice, “pocket.”

He laughed, “Come on, ______. It was a funny.”

You glowered at Wonwoo, “Knowing that you read, I would think you were capable of coming up with a more fit word, like embarrassing.”

The taller of the bunch took his turn to speak, “It was a little funny.” You turned your glare onto him for his words, he quickly turned away, as you addressed him, “I would have liked to think that you wouldn't do this to me, Mingyu.”

He shook his head, “I wouldn't, but your reaction was funny.”

You sigh with a shake of your head, trying to fight the small smile that was playing at your lips.

“______. You know I wouldn't do that to you, right?” Soonyoung asks with a slight tilt of his head to your direction.

“Of course.”

“He would only ask if it was himself on the receiving end.” Wonwoo said, as he leaned over towards Mingyu, one hand covering his mouth trying, and failing, to keep quiet.

“Yah! Jeon Wonwoo.” Soonyoung exclaims, his face flushed by the insinuations Wonwoo was making. “Okay,” you call to get the three men’s attention, before things got too out of hand, “Let's begin the next phase of the mission.”

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At the beginning of this phase, things were running smoothly. You avoided detection and there were no unexpected delays, everything was going according to plan. You should have known that your good luck would end at some point.  

As your group turned the corner, all movement stopped as you stared at the unexpected obstacle.

“This wasn't in the debriefing, “ Mingyu quietly states the obvious. You stared at the light green laser sensors that extend down half the hallway. They were crossing from one side of the wall, both high and low. Getting pass this would be no walk in the park. You call out to Jihoon, “There is a delay on this route, is there any other way around.”

There was a small pause before you got a reply, “There is another way, but that would require a lot of backtracking. It would take too long at this point.” You turned and looked at Soonyoung, who was too preoccupied with studying the lasers. “I’ll see if there is anything I can do.”

Soonyoung shrugged off his suit jacket. He passed his suit jacket to you before he began to loosen his tie, “I think I can get through.”

He slips through the tie off his head and passes it to you. After receiving it, you question, “Are you sure? Shouldn't we wait to see if Jihoon can find another way?”

He smiles as he begins to stretch his body in preparation for the task up ahead, “Yeah. I'd rather try and see if I can get through, then wait for something that might not happen.” He moved over to the right wall, and began to carefully lift his leg over the sensor. As he placed his foot onto the ground safely, you moved your eyes up to his face just in time to see a smile stretch its way across his face. “One down, one hundred ninety-nine more laser to go,” Wonwoo called out, serving as a reminder to Soonyoung that he still had a long way to go. Soonyoung chose to reply with a quick glare in Wonwoo’s direction. Showing your support for Soonyoung you grab his attention, “Be careful.” As if he wasn't about to go through a field of sensors that could potentially ruin your progress on the mission, he smiled brightly shooting you a thumbs up in assurance. He turned and faced the obstacle ahead and, with a deep breath, he took a second step  forward.

Soonyoung was making his way through the crisscross lasers. He took his time, not wanting to mess up. You stood, watching him move carefully and thought how well Soonyoung was fit for this job. He was light on his feet, precise, and serious when he needed to be. There wasn't any noise, except when Soonyoung would make a noise as he was going through a tough spot. On more than one occasion, you noticed that you would stop breathing, as if your stillness would help Soonyoung along. Soonyoung’s current predicament, was one such instance. He was slowly moving his arms under a sensor, preparing to move his torso under. You could feel yourself holding your breath, and in that moment the green lasers flickered, then disappeared completely from sight . There was a moment of absolute stillness, until it was ended by the duo besides you. They both laughed at Soonyoung, who was still stooped as if the lasers were still active. You took a step forward, were the laser initially began and kicked out you foot. Since there was no negative response, you assumed that Jihoon was able to clear your path. You turned your head to Soonyoung, with who just stood up straight and leaned his back against the wall, his head casted downward. Before you could head over to check on him, the voice of your small genius, “I was able to bypass the system and gain control of their security. I doubt this will go unnoticed, so make haste, and pick up the pace.”

“_______, Mingyu and I are going to run ahead, just to make sure there are no delays. Don't take too long now.” Wonwoo says as he begins heading down the corridor you watch them go for a moment, seeing them make a right and disappear from sight.

You approach Soonyoung, who was currently stretching again. Noticing you, he faced you his right arm up, resting his hand on the back of his neck, chuckling as he said, “Well that was embarrassing.”

“At least,” You began as you gestured Soonyoung to come closer to you, “You didn't make it all the way through before Jihoon was able to shut the them down.” Soonyoung came close, leaving less than an arms length between you and quietly replies, “True.” You loop the tie back around his head and fasten it into place. You silently help him into his suit jacket, immersed in the comfortable silence between the two of you. He faces you and you smile as you notice his collar sticks up, contrasting the rest of his outfit. You reach out, in order to fix it and watch as Soonyoung bends forward a little, making it easier for you. “There.” You simply state as you take a step back from Soonyoung.

He smiles wide at you, “Thanks.”

“Anytime.”

“Were almost done with this mission, the targeted location is just ahead, right?” Soonyoung asks as you both begin to follow in the steps of your other teammates. You replied with a nod, “We should be done within 10 minutes. That is, if everything runs smoothly from now on.”

It took you both about two minutes to reach your team, who stood besides a door. “Okay.” Wonwoo spoke into the earpiece, informing the rest of the team, “We are ready to begin the final stage.”

“Okay, stand by.” Jihoon replied quickly. It was just a moment before he continued, “Up to this point, It seems like you are still undetected. Minghao did an outside sweep and there is no guard activity. Chan and Vernon say there is no movement in the ballroom as well. You may proceed, but do so with caution. Keep us updated.” You look up and see that Soonyoung is already looking at you, you smile lightly, a small message. He takes the key card out of his pocket, “The might pick up our presence after opening the door let's be quick.” He slid the card, and a moment later the panel turned green and, with a high pitched *beep*, the door slid open.

[joshpup]

Royalty // Hoshi // Pt. 10

Pt. 1 // Pt. 2 // Pt.3 // Pt.4 // Pt. 5 // Pt. 6 // Pt. 7 // Pt. 8 // Pt. 9 // Pt. 10 Word Count: 2012 Genre: Royal au, Angst in this one a tiny bit, fluff Summary: You’re driven from your own kingdom by your wicked step-mother and flee to the one safe place you know…but how safe will it stay

When you finally came back to it was still night, but by the way you felt you could tell that it had been a day or two. Whoever had shot you hadn’t bothered to take out the arrow, only to cut off some of it so it was easier to move you around. The pain was unlike no other, to the point where you didn’t have any desire to move. Your kidnapper had stopped for the night, propping you up against a small tree. When the fire he had built finally grew to a decent size you were able to see your surroundings more clearly, and realized you were far from the ocean kingdom. Instead of the beautiful ocean and lush plants you were in the desert, surrounded by nothing more than a few struggling trees and some bushes. It was much colder than the other two kingdoms you’d spent time in, but you knew that the days were extremely hot. 

You turned your attention to your kidnapper, who sat near the fire, poking a stick into it every now and then. Was this the same person who had been chasing after you since you left your own kingdom, or someone the king and queen of the ocean kingdom has sent after you? You doubted it was from the king and queen since he also shot Soonyoung several times… Soonyoung! You had forgotten about him! You stomach dropped and the world seemed to spin around you. Was he okay? Someone had to have found him by now or was he still laying on the beach? But most importantly was he even still alive? You didn’t know much about fatal spots to be shot, but if he passed out it can’t be good no matter what. What on earth were you going to do? Escaping wasn’t going to be easy. Not only had you been shot, but both your arms and legs were tied. You were completely defenseless. 

Sleep was not something that was on your mind, especially while you were sitting unprotected in the desert. It had to at least be the middle of the night or early morning, and the fire was nothing more than embers. Your eyes were starting to droop when you heard a sound. Immediately you straightened up against the tree, something or someone was out there. Most Likely, it was a hungry animal looking for food, who was going to be out wandering in the middle of the desert? You tried to look around, but you couldn’t see anything. Right, time to accept your fate of death by wild, hungry animals. However, it turned out that it was not, in fact, wild hungry animals… well, the wild part may still be in question. The embers of the fire basically offered no light at this point, and your kidnapper was still fast asleep when they ascended into the “campsite” of yours. You watched in terror from the tree you’d been propped up on as two dark, tall figures creeped closer and closer to your sleeping kidnapper. The moon offered just enough light that you could see the reflections from a blade. You didn’t dare move. 

One of them crouched down and examined your captures face, quickly standing up and whispering something to the other. It seems like the knew who this person was, whether that was a good thing or a bad thing, you weren’t sure yet. After they stopped talking, they both quickly turned around and began looking for something. In a flash one of them was pointing to where you sat, and you never wanted to slam your head against a tree harder. This couldn’t be good. Should you pretend to be asleep and hope they would just leave you alone once they realized there was nothing on you worth robbing, or should you try to convince them to let your free? Maybe try to fight back somehow in case they were only out for blood? You had no idea what to do, so you simply sat there, wide eyed and frozen. The came towards you slowly, as you would walk up to a wild beast to keep from spooking it. 

“Hey!” one of them whispered, “Hey! Miss? Are you okay?” you didn’t answer.

“It’s okay! We can help you!” the other whispered, taking a step closer. You shifted a bit from where you sat. Had Soonyoung sent them? There’s no way you could have been tracked down that fast. 

“I promise we won’t hurt you, this guy’s always out trying to get people, I’ve had enough of it.” the first guy whispered, finally coming close enough to start cutting the ropes that tied you down. 

“Thank you…” you whispered as the last tight rope fell to the ground. 

“Can you stand? We have to go as quickly as possible.” the taller of the two asked. You slowly stood up, your sore muscles creaking with each movement. You felt unbelievably weak, but the adrenaline was starting to kick in. Simply the thought of being able to get away from this guy was enough to give you strength to hike up your dress and silently run away with the other two. After maybe a ten minute walk your adrenaline was starting to wear off, but thankfully the other two had horses on standby. Without those horses, you would have just collapsed there. The skinnier of the two helped you onto the horse, and climbed on behind you, and while the dark midnight sky was finally starting to show its morning colors of light blue the two horses took off, taking you with them. 

Somewhere along the ride to wherever they were taking you, you had passed out. You weren’t sure if it was because of the pain in your shoulder, or the lack of sleep you’d gotten, or both perhaps, but when you woke up, you were feeling much better for sure.  It took you a while to come to your sense. The room was dark and warm, weaved straw mats lay beneath you, and around you were old, cracking stone plastered walls. You were covered in a simply wool blanket and lay in a bed of mismatched furs. Slowly, you sat up and realized that someone had cleaned and bandaged the wound in your shoulder. On top of that you were in new clothes. When you finally stood up at of the bed you fully examined the new clothes you were wearing. Both your pants and shirt were made from the same soft, lightweight cream-colored cotton, that hung closely around your body in many different folds and drapes.  In the same fabric, tied around your waist was a big sash, holding down your shirt, and almost acting as a belt to hold up your high rising pants. You headed for the opening of the room, a much lighter room than the one before. 

The next room was much larger than the one you’d woken up in, but still quite small. In the middle sat a fire, with three people around it. The two crouching were dressed similar to you, and the other one standing was quite different. He wore much more layers and dark leather boots that came up to his knees as opposed to the small slippers the other two were wearing. He was adorned with a few beads and wore a turban that looked as if, worn correctly it would cover all of his face except his eyes, but he had messed with it so that it hung to one side limply, allowing his face to be exposed. In one hand was a long spear, which he kept spinning between his fingers absentmindedly.  

Once you walked into the room the standing guy’s head shot up, causing the other two to rise and look over at you. 

“How are you feeling?” the taller one in mostly brown asked. 

“Um… a lot better thank you…” you answered slowly, looking slowly from person to person. 

“Ah, I’m Junhui.” the tallest one said. “This is Minghao,” he introduced, pointing to the skinny one dressed in mostly tans, “and this is Seokmin.” he finished, gesturing over to the very well off looking guy. You nodded. 

“So, where exactly am I?” you questioned after a moment of silence. 

“You’re in the Desert Kingdom. You’re not from around, here are you? It looked like you were wearing Ocean Kingdom clothes, but your skin is to light to have truly been from that kingdom.”  Minghao said. 

“Ah…”

“And how’d you get tied up with that one guy anyways?” Seokmin questioned, leaning his spear against the crumbling wall. 

“Well… I’m not really sure, I have some speculations, but I’m not sure how accurate they are.” 

“See, she even talks differently, I knew there was something special about her.” Junhui exclaimed. 

“Are you from the snow kingdom? No one else of this land could stay as pale as you if not from the snow kingdom.” Minghao questioned. You narrowed your eyes. Could you really trust these three guys? Sure, they did save you from your capture and help you regain your strength but that doesn’t mean they wouldn’t turn you in if they found out who you were. Junhui and Minghao obviously weren’t the wealthiest, and from the bits that you’d already put together it wasn't hard to tell they were most likely living as thieves or bandits. Seokmin seemed a little different, but obviously similar enough to still be around two people like Junhui and Minghao. Who’s to say that if they found out you where the missing princess of the Snow Kingdom they wouldn’t turn you in, because there is no doubt a bounty on your head at this point. Who cares if they turn you in, you’d lost Soonyoung at this point. You didn’t know if he was even still alive, and even if he was, it was about a one percent chance that you’d be able to see him again. The king and queen had basically banished you from the ocean kingdom. So, unless you met Soonyoung somewhere else there was no chance of seeing him, assuming of course, he’s still alive. 

“Yes, actually, I am from the Snow Kingdom.” you answered, walking closer to the three of them to close the awkward space between you. 

“Oh cool!” Junhui exclaimed. 

“Are you that princess on the run that Chan’s mentioned?” Minghao questioned.

“...Chan?” you asked back. 

“Prince Chan of the Desert Kingdom miss.” Seokmin explained. You nodded. 

“Well, i mean i guess there’s no point in hiding it, but yes i am, and I’m currently trying to run away and not get killed.” you stated. 

“Good thing Junhui and I stopped that guy from getting you.” 

“Yes, thank you so much for that!” you exclaimed with such gratitude in your voice the boys couldn’t help but smile. 

“How’d you even get in that situation?” Seokmin questioned. And so, the four of you settled down around the fire as you quickly re-lived the story, telling about why you were forced to leave your own kingdom, and how you went from one kingdom to another, and eventually the part on the beach and about how Soonyoung was shot multiple times and you had no idea how he was doing. 

“I’m sure he’s okay. He seems like a very strong-willed man miss.” Seokmin declared. 

“Please, just call me (y/n). But I hope he’s truly okay. I wish i had a way of knowing…” right as you finished your sentence there was a knock on the door. Seokmin launched from the ground and grabbed his spear while both Junhui and Minghao reached for the weapons, tucked and hidden away beneath their many layers of clothes. 

“It’s me! Chan! Now hurry up and open the door before the guards find me and take me back to the palace!” A voice from outside called. Seokmin rushed over to the door and yanked it open, revealing a very young looking light haired boy who could only be the one and only Prince Chan of the Desert Kingdom.

Coming Soon

[svtlanes]

Soft Mornings & Missing Shirts

pairing: Hong Joshua | Kwon Soonyoung genre: fluff words: summary prompt: "also that shirt looks like it belongs to hoshi...like the style of it and all. I mean, imagine having to rush to schedule and josh just grabbing one of hoshi's shirts cuz he spent the night in hoshi's room anyway and he got too lazy and the shirt provides emotional comfort to go through another busy day” -channie, 2k17

**there is implied sexual content**

A hand was grasping a handful of Jisoo’s shirt, in a non-bothersome way that is. In fact, the intimacy of the action sent his heart into a small flip. It was a daily occurrence that never failed to make him feel happier. The elder shifted into a comfortable state, snuggling into his pillow further, only to be greeted by a low groan, a slight shift to accommodate Jisoo’s change and the arm hanging over his side to pull them closer. Yeah, he was content with this.

If he had tried to turn his body around to wake the other, which he should have since he recalled a knocking sound a few moments ago, but he learned over time that disrupting the body wasn’t ideal. Especially when he felt a languid biting on his shoulder as an act of “punishment” for trying to disrupt the other body’s sleep. So, attempts were futile but Jisoo wasn’t going to be one to complain. This was especially true when he felt the other go lax and he can feel the evened breath against his nape. That was probably the last conscious memory Jisoo had before slipping into Neverland. That and a warmth snuggling into his back.

However, Neverland was rudely disturbed upon an irritably loud banging on the door to the room. The body pulled Jisoo closer, the other's nose burrowing into his nape. Jisoo’s response is to pull the covers further up, covering at least both their heads. At least this is what he hoped with his lazy movements. If he just pretended to not have heard the noise, it didn’t happen. Clearly, that was not going to happen by the outside voice that came next.

“I’m both respecting your privacy by knocking but asserting my authority as your mother by coming in anyway!” The voice yelled ( and cracked ) over other noise akin to feet moving along the floor. There was a shushing and ‘don’t get us another noise complaint, Junhui!’ Ah, he should have guessed. Another second passed before the door swung open.

“Hey, lovebirds.” Junhui gripped the comforter, ripping it off the pair, “We have a recording to get to and if you want to go the day without food, then be my guest.” Jisoo squinted up at the Chinese male standing above them, his eyes slowly losing sleep. The latter was wide awake, a heaven sent for the time of day, and dressed for their said schedule. What time was it anyway?

“They don’t have time to eat.” Jeonghan peeked his head into the room, toothbrush hanging in his mouth. “We have to go now, Cheol gave the last warning.” The blonde informed before his head disappeared. Hopefully to finish his brushing to spare them of horrible morning breath. Wait, last warning? Jisoo’s body acted upon instinct, shooting up, out of bed and fetching any readily available clothing. This was with complete disregard to the human that was previously clinging onto him. He had to hurry his ass up to avoid the leaders scolding.

 Soonyoung was rubbing his cheek, some sort of attempt to rid himself of the last ounce of sleep in him when they unloaded from the van. His eyes instantaneously closed when the sun overwhelmed his senses. The shit was this was bullshit? He grumbled as he filed in behind the other members, specifically Wonwoo, Jisoo with the last few following behind him. The male ducked his head to avoid the blinding rays from further harming him but it partly failed. His next try was to just stare at Jisoo’s back with the hope of the black material draped over him to help. It failed as well. But wait. Soonyoung cocked his head to the side, narrowing his eyes at the American boy’s sleeves. Was Josh wearing his shirt?

“Have a fun morning, hyung?” Minghao’s boney arm found purchase around Soonyoung’s shoulders. The smaller of the two grumbled before pouting in response. Soonyoung was truly mad at how the morning had gone. Why did they have to have a damned recording first thing in the morning? He was perfectly content with his morning. There were rare moments for him and Jisoo to share nights together aka nights they could kick out Soonyoung’s four other roommates. Even if it was just for nonsense talks, cuddling and occasionally other things. It brought a cheeky grin to Soonyoung’s face when he thought about the hickey hiding under Jisoo’s rib cage. But for Christ sake, he finally had some alone time with Jisoo, even if the other had rudely dropped Soonyoung like last season’s jacket. He was hurt by the other but that didn’t last long. No, not when the other had fallen asleep against Soonyoung’s shoulder on the van ride to the salon. He was truly weak.

However, the only bad thing about this exchange was the cocky grin the Chinese male had on his lips. Last Soonyoung had known, Minghao was the worst to wake up so he didn’t understand what he was getting at. The taller would have been scolded just as much he had. Except they all knew Seungcheol doted on the youngest Chinese member sometimes. It made him roll his eyes at the favoritism that was sometimes clear.

“Cut the shit and go find your walking plum.” Soonyoung grouched. He wasn’t about to deal with Minghao’s teases this early in the fucking morning. Especially not when Wonwoo was wearing the worst thing in all their closet’s combined and Minghao had the decency to let his boyfriend inflict fashion terrorism on them. He should be compensated for emotional trauma.

“He’s not my business,” Minghao responded before leaving Soonyoung’s side, deciding to go bother Junhui and Jeonghan instead. By the way, Jeonghan smacked Minghao’s arm, his presence wasn’t very much welcomed and Soonyoung was just fine with that.

  Soonyoung threw himself into the salon chair as fast as he could, opting to get a few more moments of sleep before inevitably going back to sleep but with the caution of makeup and hair. Not that the hair aspect mattered at this point. The raven-haired male glanced around, seeing the other members get into chairs while the others chatted or consumed some anti-oxidant juice pouch. He should probably get one after he gets made up but before he conks back out.

“Is that your shirt?” Soonyoung overheard Jeonghan ask Jisoo. The blonde picked at the other 95 liner’s sleeve with curiosity, the juice pouch hanging between his teeth. Jisoo merely shrugged his shoulders.

“It’s what was within reach.” The other responded with a small grin. Jeonghan’s brow quirked but he was too lazy to inquire further and left the other. He was truly too lazy at times. However, Soonyoung’s eyes scanned over the black with white accents material draped over the elder’s thin frame. He could have sworn he owned a shirt similar to it. Was it really his or did all their clothes just mesh into a cohesive pile of clothes that all were the same? As he felt Soonyoung’s scrutinizing eyes on him, he probably did because let’s be real here, Jisoo looked over at the other sitting in the chair. That small grin he had prior gradually turned into a shy smile. It was then a light bulb went off. Hong Jisoo only over did the shy smile when he was admitting to something.

“The shit-,” Soonyoung whispered under his breath before a stylist came over and spun his chair forward. That didn’t stop him from averting his attention to the mirror to look for the church boy in the reflection. And by damned, Jisoo was still smiling over in Soonyoung’s direction. With a small mutter of “holy shit” under his breath, he felt like he solved the world’s greatest mystery.

  “Is Hosh okay?” Chan asked as he plopped down beside Hansol. The American shrugged his shoulders then looked at the smaller male beside him. Both the maknae’s looked on wanting answers that apparently only Jihoon had. Which he did, because duh, it was fucking obvious. After Soonyoung had gotten his makeup done and hair presentable with a simple comb and fringe separated, Jisoo had taken his spot. The squishy dancer plopped onto the chair that had been Jisoo’s and instead of doing his normal, passes the fuck out in a manner that will mess his neck up and induce complaining about the rest of the day, he stayed awake. His eyes were trained on the mirror way before him, a sickening grin on his face as he sat on his hands. Yeah, Soonyoung was A-Okay.

Jeonghan having joined the group, whispered into both the kid’s ears. Jihoon assumed it was to tell them the obvious since they were just kids. But in all seriousness, it has been over a year and they should be used to this or at least spot the signs. Then again, they were just kids.

“OH!” Chan gasped then paused for a moment. The maknae’s mouth opened to speak but no words were heard as an outburst of “I didn’t sign up for this!” sounded in the salon. The stylists didn’t mind it and neither did the members. Their eyes all went to the chair beside Jisoo that was holding a frowning Minghao. Wonwoo walked over to the Chinese male and gently petted his head as a way of calming the younger. Per usual, Minghao swatted the elder’s hand away, in addition, to kick him in the shin. This was always magic as his stylist didn’t reprimand him or screw up his make-up as she had been applying eyeliner to the male’s eyes.

Junhui’s voice soon filled the salon after that with a “GOD DAMMIT POSH, LET US LIVE.”