#dreamcatcher x you

[panda-writes-kpop]

hello! I'm not sure if you're busy or not but if you have the time could i be able to request dreamcatcher reacting to the 8th member wanting to have a pet but is unfortunately allergic? thank you in advance and i hope you have a wonderful day!

Dreamcatcher ~ Reaction to S/O Being Allergic to Animals

a/n: hi anon!! ty for the request 🫶 i modified it slightly since i don't typically write for nth member reader, so i hope this is okay. also, i am well-aware that allergies can transpire in different ways, so I went off my own experience with allergies. thank you again for the request, i enjoyed writing it. 🥰

tw: reader has allergies, pets are mentioned

♡ Masterlist ♡

Prompt: When you’re out and about with your girlfriend, you decide to go window shopping with her. As you slowly walk past some of the stores, she stops and stares inside of a pet store. You can feel your nerves rising as she convinces you to go inside, and you reluctantly agree. Your allergies can’t be that bad, right?

You’re fine for five seconds, until she opens the door and you immediately start sneezing. Well, the cat’s out of the bag… literally and figuratively.

“Are you alright, honey?”

She’s immediately tending to you as you keep sneezing uncontrollably. Rubbing your back, scrambling to find tissues in her pockets, and then realizing what had set off this sneezing attack - the pet store.

Once she realizes, you’re immediately pushed out of the store with her close behind. JiU sits next to you on a park bench while your allergies start to get under control.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” is the first thing she asks before you attempt to answer with a sniffly nose.

JiU feels awful, and she babies you for the rest of the day with lots of food, clothing, and love. She also does a small test, later in the week, to see if you’re fine around Cherry or not.

Her head whips around as mother SuA mode is activated.

“Why didn’t you tell me that you were allergic to pets?” She softly hisses before corralling you outside. She’s not mad mad, but she’s highly concerned for your health at the moment.

Will lecture you about not telling her and then letting her drag you into a pet store on top of it - you could’ve gotten seriously sick!

After she’s done ranting, she clings to your side for the rest of the day as you go about your business together.

When you go to a restaurant to eat, she takes the embarrassing liberty of buying you soup and feeding it to you because “my baby needs to feel better!”

Siyeon simply walks around the pet store, assuming that your sneezes are coming from one of the pets or the workers.

She only realizes something is wrong when she makes eye contact with you outside of the store. Wait, weren’t you in here with her? She then quickly checks out before checking on you.

“Is everything okay? Do you need something to eat or drink?”

You quickly reassure her that you’re fine and you explain your pet allergy to her. She laughs as you grab her hand and walk down the street together.

“You could’ve told me, babe. I wouldn’t have made you go in there if I knew better.” 

Siyeon makes a mental note of this and does her best to keep your allergy in mind for the future.

She turns around with a raised eyebrow and a funny quip resting on her tongue, but seeing you in absolute misery has her reaching to comfort you before she says anything else.

“You can wait outside for me, love. I’ll only be here for a few minutes.”

You nod in-between sneezes before waiting outside for her. When she comes back out, you notice that she has some tissues in her hand as well.

“Here, take these. I don’t want you sneezing all over me.” She jokes as you crack a smile before joining her to enjoy the rest of the afternoon together.

When you see Nannan in a video call, Handong sets a box of tissues next to you, which causes you to roll your eyes. She’s a comedian, after all.

“You didn’t tell me you were allergic to pets!” She accusingly says before lightly smacking your shoulder.

She insists you wait outside as she shops for Pie. You do your best to nurse yourself back to health as she checks out and joins you outside.

“Do you feel better?” She softly asks, taking on a much sweeter tone than before. You nod as she smiles and drags you ahead.

“C’mon, we’ve got a lot more places to visit, babe!”

It’s water under the bridge for her, but she keeps your allergy in mind when you visit Pie. If needed, she’ll buy you allergy medicine so you can stay with Pie as long as you want.

The door to the store immediately shuts as she places a gentle hand on your face.

“Are you alright, dear?”

You’d normally lie in this scenario, having a pet allergy is embarrassing enough and you don’t want to ruin anyone’s plan, but Dami’s staring directly into your soul. She’d know if you are lying, so what’s the use in it?

You tell her about your pet allergy as you walk down the street together, far away from the store. She occasionally interrupts you to ask questions or to make sure you’re feeling better, but you find that she’s understanding and sweet about everything.

If anything, Dami wishes that you had told her sooner so you wouldn’t have been in this scenario. Now, she’s going to be cautious going forward - she immediately washes any of her clothes that have touched animals, and if her pet-owning friends are over with pets, you can bet that she’s deep cleaning that space before you even step foot in the door.

Her hand goes right around your waist before guiding you back outside.

You’re embarrassed as you explain to her what has happened, but she’s quick to reassure you that everything is okay.

“I won’t judge you, babe. If it makes you feel better, I’m afraid of dogs!”

She confesses that her friend was working there, and she just wanted to visit them. You tell her that it was an honest mistake, and she didn’t know you were allergic.

You find yourself comforting her because she feels terrible for triggering your allergies. So, you decide to visit a coffee shop and treat yourselves to a few sweets and drinks to get your mind off of things. It works, and she’s back to herself in no time.

[authorforrosie]

Title: Gahyeon’s reaction when you pull SuA and Jiu photocards instead of her‘s.

Pairing: Gahyeon x You [FxGN

Warning: none

Words: 617

Gahyeon has been dating you since 6 years. She knows how supportive you are of Dreamcatcher. You always came to their tour concerts, fan-meeting, promotion appointments and pop up stores. So Gahyeon decided to surprise you with letting you unbox their new album merchandise.

Gahyeon walked into the house you both share with an excited expression on her face. In her arms she held two merch of their new albums. She hopes you would pull her photocards or at least one photocard of her.

��I am home darling, where are you...?" Asked Gahyeon with excitement in her voice.

She put the merch on a table to take off her outside clothes before she took the merch again. Gahyeon walked into the kitchen with a very excited expression on her face.

„I am here baby girl." Answered you with happiness in your voice. You walked into the kitchen where you saw her looking at you with sparkle in her beautiful eyes.

You sat down next at Gahyeon in front of the kitchen table. Where you saw new merchandise laying on the table. You couldn't hide the excitement you felt to unbox everything.

„Look what I've got you. Our new merchandise." Announced Gahyeon with excitement in her voice.

You took their new album into your hand to unbox them with a very excited expression on your face. You took out the photobook to open it. You looked through it with a proud expression on your face. You are very proud of your girlfriend Gahyeon and her bandmates. They've come so far from debut until now. It's been a long beautiful journey together. You hope that you can marry Gahyeon in the future when everything has calmed down a little bit.

„It's so beautiful like always baby girl." Admired  you with excitement and proudness in your voice.

You took a few minutes on each page to admire their photos and gave Gahyeon a lot of compliments.

„Thank you..." Thanked Gahyeon with shyness in her voice. She played shyly with her hands which you found very cute in your opinions.

When it came to the photocards part she became excited and nervous. She hoped that you would pull her photocards. Only to be disappointed when she saw photocards of Jiu and SuA. She didn't know what to say or feel about you not pulling her photocards.

„I am so disappointed I thought you would pull my photocards or at least one of mine. I wish you had my photocards. I know how much you love my photocards. Because you love putting them in books and important locations to keep them forever." State Gahyeon with disappointment in her voice.

You kissed her whole face with a happy expression on your face. You saw the way her cheeks flushed red with a shy expression on her face.

„That's very understandable baby girl. I am not upset or anything. I am only sad for you. Because you feel disappointment. Maybe next time I can pull photocards of you Gahyeon. You are very beautiful my love. Especially on the photos in the photobook of you guys new album together." Said you with seriousness, proudness and love in your voice.

You took Gahyeon's hand in yours giving it a comfort squeeze. Who smiled at you with a very grateful expression on her face. Gahyeon is thankful and grateful that you are her partner. She doesn't mind that you are non-binary and support you with all of her heart.

Gahyeon hopes that you pull her photocards in the next album. Meanwhile she will buy you the merch again until you pull her Photocards. She would kiss you for each Photocard that you pull of her.

[messier-jin]

Trust Me!

I’m here to elaborate on my touch starved Knives with a reader who has “physical touch” as their love language. It’s been a while since I wrote anything in English so I’m sorry in advance if I’m rusty...

I’m hope you’ll enjoy these headcanons!

Content warning: gender neutral reader, maybe OOC, physical affection, skin-to-skin contact, fluff in general.

Song I listened to while writing: Trust Me! by DREAMCATCHER.

Knives does not like being touched. Or more precisely, he never lets anyone touch him. You, on the other hand, touching is how you prove someone you care about them, reassuring them with your presence and gentle touches.

The first time where, out of habit, you reached out toward Knives to place your hand against his back, you did not have to time to come closer enough that he stopped you. “Don’t.” A simple word which sounded like a warning.

As frustrating as it was, not matter how much you wanted to pat his back, no matter how much you wanted to give him a hug, no matter how much you just wanted to even bump your shoulder against his, you did not. You were patient and accepted his boundaries.

Well, until one day, where you found Knives fuming, alone in a room. It was not the first time you ran across him, isolating himself as he mumbled things about his brother, humans, “that woman”... And with intimidating aura around him, nobody dared to come near, scared to lose a limb or worse.

But this very day, you decided to move. You called out his name in a gentle voice. And before he had the time to reject you, you extended your hand and tenderly patted his head, promising that everything would be okay.

And at this very moment, time stopped from Knives. His eyes were focused on you and only you. He felt the tension leave his body. He never realized how much he needed the comforting pat (not that he would ever admit it anyway).

From this moment on, Knives has never rejected your touch ever again. He accepts every touch you offer, and inconsciously leans into it.

Placing your hand against his back when you leaned over to grab something? Yes. Casual bumps on his shoulder? He accepts them. You playing with his hands and fingers when you’re talking with him? Please, do. Giving him goodnight cheek kisses when you head to bed? He melts on the spot. A goodbye hug each time you have to go working? He does not want you to stop.

Knives got used to your physical affection faster that he thought he would, quickly becoming addicted to it. He even complained that one time you were sicked and you were the one refusing to touch him to not give him your germs. “I can’t get sick. Come.”

With time, Knives would start to initiate the touches himself. Except that his ones were more daring, as I can picture him liking skin-to-skin contact (in a not sexual way).

Sometimes, when you go to bed, Knives follows you to lay down and has some rest, even if he does not need it as much as you. He slips his hand under the top of your pajamas to place it against your belly, gently stroking the skin there.

When he feels more comfortable with the idea, his hand moves up to rest on your chest, just above your heart. He just likes to feel your heart beating under his hand. And with your permission, he would lay his head against your chest to listen to your beating heart (with or without your top on, but this man has his preference for without because, once again, skin-to-skin contact). And if you were to gently play with his hair, caressing his scalp with your fingers at the same time, he would just melt in your hands.

(Also, if someone dares to come and bother you two during these kind of moments, Knives would destroy them on the spot, no question asked).

All in all, Knives would never admit how much he fell in love with your gentle touches, nor how much he actually craves your physical affection and seeks it when you’re not here to offer him any... But it’s obvious he loves it. After all, you’re the only one who can touch him.

[minjiarchive]

“until you can't anymore” | sua x fem!reader

more more bora! @belongtodeukae

warning / smut, light degradation, restraints, forced orgasm (vibrator, punishment blah blah)

“You look so pathetic right now.”

Ridiculous even.

Bora thinks she's good at keeping her relationship steady, always at your service, and willing to try new things she's never experienced before. It's all very welcoming to her. Some kinks or punishments do bother her and aren't very suiting for Bora.

But one thing that's always stuck with her since the first time you tried it is leaving you tied up and at her will to do whatever she pleases.

She punishes you without trying because all you can and would do is take and take – even if it comes down to force it out of you.

“A vibrator on your dripping cunt and all because you didn't want to listen...” Bora whispers, circling the toy lazily against your clit that's slicked in arousal.

Bora is trying to make this a lesson to learn but she doesn't have to try much.

She could've been stern and tell you to, 'fix your attitude before I fix it for you' and you'd listen right away, but it's not all fun when you aren't spread out, used for her.

“I'm disappointed in what you did.”

Oh, she's very disappointed in you.

She loves to exaggerate, make excuses to have you end up like this, call her a sadist for it even. In her mind though, you look so cute like this.

A red silky rope tied messily around your wrists, her free hand pushing your thigh open, and her dominant hand occupied by the wand she presses to your clit.

Bora smiles as she looks down your pretty frame, “do you know why you're tied up like this?”

“B-Because I decided to not listen,” you stutter, feeling another orgasm come in waves, “and touched you like I'm the one in control.”

“See, you are such a smart girl.”

She leans in and presses her knee to your sensitive cunt, adding pressure to the vibrator against you. You cry even louder, red splotches forming on your cheeks as more tears fall. Your efforts to keep yourself quiet are gone because you want Bora proud of you, rewarding you another time for being good when your body isn't so numb right now.

Bora runs her tongue along your breasts, taking one nipple in while her thumb lightly strokes across the other one. Every part of your body tastes so good to her and she can't help but let out a groan herself.

With a busy Bora marking up your chest, you start to crash down weaker, “I'm getting so close... please, baby.”

Your body trembles and your legs start to close around the toy but she stops you, her nails denting in your thigh as a warning. You tug around the silky rope, hips slowly jerking up toward her, but it doesn't sit with Bora. She lets go of your nipple, a string of saliva clinging to her lips.

“You're close? So?”

You try to push away from the sensation but she taps the vibrator against your swollen clit, choking out a whine. Your body can't take it anymore but you still push your cunt against her, contradicting every thought you had of wanting to stop.

“I can't hold it any longer,” you cry out.

“Cum for me and watch what will happen if you do,” Bora threatens and she's serious. She's aware that she's been holding a vibrator to your clit for the past hour, pulling as many orgasms as she can, it's the entire purpose of this. She makes you hold out your climax until you're nothing but begging and desperate to cum.

She knows you won't be able to last longer but it's so fun to push you to your limits – even pushing you further for something you can't control.

“Come on, you don't want to be a bad girl for me, do you?”

Bora dares to slip her two fingers inside, your walls have never pulsed harder in your life. Your head hits the headboard as you try to create as much distance away from the toy.

You attempt to speak through your own gags, “I can't, Bora plea-”

“For me?” She says, her fingers slipping out as she sucks down on them, “until you can't anymore.”

[kimbappykidding]

Imagine having a crush on your MC partner Yunho

You'd had a crush on Yunho for a while. You were in a sister company to Ateez and so had crossed paths numerous times and were always stunned by him. At first, you thought it was just because he was physically very impressive. He was so tall but also knew how to carry himself and looked like some celebrity model. So every time you trailed off when he walked by you claimed it was because of that but your members weren't having any of it. "Y/n you weren't checking his height out you were checking him out!" one of them said and you blushed. "No! I was just seeing how broad his shoulders really are" you tried but they all shut you down with how much you were blushing. Eventually, you just stopped arguing that you weren't attracted to Yunho and admitted you were. Your members could all understand why and agreed he was very good-looking but when they found out about his personality they realised he was perfect for you!

Similar to Yunho, at first glance you were quieter and “normal” but once anyone got to know you they found you were funny, mischievous and had a habit of cheating or messing around. So when you finally went on the radio show with Ateez and your members saw this side of Yunho they were thrilled. You were surely the perfect match and they were sure you’d both realise that if you were in front of one another. So they decided the two of you had to be put together and when a spot came up to MC with an Ateez member they suggested you straight away. You agreed, figuring out of all of Ateez you wouldn't get Yunho and then found out he was hosting with you. Your girls all claimed it was fate and you disagreed but were shocked at the coincidence...and excited.

You were nervous to be working with him but the time rolled around in no time and you were right in front of him. You forgot how tall he was. You were slightly above average height-wise but compared to Yunho that was nothing. Only when he bowed did he actually come near your height and when he stood up you were barely to his shoulders. "It's really nice to meet you" Yunho said after introducing himself "I know we’re obviously aware of one another but I'm excited for us to be actually working together". "Me too" you smiled “we’ve crossed paths so many times but never got to work together so this should be fun!”. Yunho nodded “yeah I can’t believe it’s taken us this long to work together, we’ll have to make the most of it hey?” he asked shooting you a gorgeous smile that made you pause but luckily Yunho moved on quickly. "Is it true you recorded all the lines for your latest title track Diadem in just one shoot? You didn't have to redo any?". You stared at him in shock "yes it is, how did you hear that?". "I saw an article about it and thought it was so impressive because that song has some really hard notes. You must be an amazing vocalist". You blushed "thank you, I guess I was just having a really good day". "I'm sure it was all you" he said with another beautiful smile and you couldn't stop smiling all through the shoot.

Afterwards, the producers congratulated you both, saying you worked really well together and Yunho thanked them. You got your mic packs removed and were going to find Yunho to say goodbye to him when he beat you to it. He appeared behind you and gently said your name. "I'm going to head off but wanted to say it was so nice working with you and here" he passed you a piece of paper "that's my number, I thought it'd be a good idea to exchange numbers in case one of us is running late or anything but you don't have to give me yours if you don't want to". Blushing lightly you shook your head "no that's a great idea, I'll text you the minute I get my phone" and Yunho smiled "looking forward to it, see you next week" and he left, leaving you feeling like you were walking on air. When you saw your members they were all thrilled by your chemistry and when you explained everything else they were ecstatic. "He was flirting with you! He likes you!" one member cried but you calmed them down the best you could. "Yes I think he was flirting and being nice but that's probably just his personality. It doesn't mean anything". The girls claimed you naturally fit together though and said things would be different by the end of the award show season. You didn't let yourself get excited but hoped they were right. The night before you were next due to MC Yunho texted you asking how your week had been. You replied telling him it had been exciting as you were getting ready to do your first fully English song and asked how his week had been. You chatted all evening and it only ended when Yunho was going to bed. He told you he had to sleep now and wished you a goodnight. You texted him back feeling all fluttery and couldn't wait to see him the next day. You showed up early to the show and Yunho was there early too. You sat next to each other in hair and makeup and talked the whole way through which was odd for you. You were talkative but not usually so soon after meeting someone. It took you a while to feel comfortable with someone but Yunho had such a nice happy energy. You felt instantly at ease with him and he was super easy to talk to. It was slightly intimidating given how good he looked, especially after hair and makeup, but then he'd smile and you'd feel comfortable again. This week's show was even better because you were both more familiar with one another and your chemistry was even stronger. The director was so pleased with you and wouldn't believe that the two of you weren’t friends before this. "You seem effortlessly close like old friends" he said and Yunho shrugged "there are just some people who you meet and it feels like that. That's just me and Y/n" hanging an arm around your shoulder and you blushed vividly. You were so pleased with how things were going and the slight flirting was driving you crazy. You knew your attraction to him had morphed into a full-on crush. You were falling for Yunho and you were making no effort to slow yourself down. Once the director walked away Yunho told you there was a party tomorrow tonight that his members were organising and he invited you and your members. "It'd be cool to hang out outside of work" he said and you were sold. "I'll check with the girls but I'm sure we'll be there" you smiled and Yunho looked genuinely really pleased. The girls all agreed to come quote "because there was no way they were missing out on this" and so you arrived as a full unit. Hongjoong was at the door and you worried he might not know you were invited so got your text from Yunho ready as proof of your invite but he smiled when he saw you. Y/n and Demeter!" he smiled addressing your group name "it's so great to have you all here! Please come in" and he waved you all inside. "So are all of Ateez just super nice?" one of your members asked and you shrugged "I have no idea I've only spoken to Yunho". "Well he clearly speaks about you to the others" one of your members said shooting you a smile and you blushed before someone called your name making you turn even pinker.

"Y/n you made it!" Yunho called and turned to see him heading straight for you. He had his arms open and gave you a hug which felt really nice. "Yeah of course" you said "I never asked though is it a special occasion? Someone's birthday or something?". "Nope" Yunho smiled "just an excuse to throw a party...but Wooyoung will probably try and tell you it's his birthday so if he does just ignore him" he told your members whom all nodded laughing. "So Yunho Y/n tells us you've been having a lot of fun MCing together" your leader said and you tensed but Yunho just smiled. "Yeah so much fun! From day one we just got on really well and the directors are very pleased with our performances". "I can see why you're both so natural together" your leader continued and you shot her a warning look but again Yunho smiled "I know right it's so great when that happens" and he smiled at you making your angry mood swiftly turn into happiness. Your member smirked seeing how you couldn't seem to be angry around the cute tall boy and knew they'd be teasing you about that later. Yunho got you all a drink and stayed with you for a while before leaving to help Seonghwa move some chairs. When he went all your members shot you smiles and you tried not to look at them. "Y/n he's even better than you said" your leader said and you blushed "he's just perfect right? See why I can't tell him I have crush on him? Someone as great as him must have girls lining up down the street". "Yeah but they're not you" one of your members said nudging your arm and the others agreed. "Y/n you are smart, funny, sexy, strong and so talented! Yunho would be so lucky to have you". "Plus the two of you have amazing chemistry which he picked up on! He's aware of how great you go together". "Yeah but as work colleagues, not as a couple". "If you can get along as friends that's the first step" your leader told you and you nodded "well for now I'm very happy being his friend" and they decided if you were happy so were they...but someone else was very excited "Guess what I heard!" San called bounding over to his members and Yunho winced "San how much have you had to drink?". "A lot but that's not what's important...guess what I heard!" he whined. Yunho sighed "I don't know, what did you hear?". "I heard Y/n talking with her members about how perfect you were and how she's got a crush on you". Yunho sat up taller "what? When?". "Like 5 minutes ago. I stuck around to eavesdrop and then hurried to come tell you". Yunho frowned "San you shouldn't spy on people" and he nodded "I know I know but aren't you glad I did? Y/n's super pretty and you like her right?". Yunho blushed nodding "yes" and San smiled "so what's the problem? Go ask her out!". Yunho looked down "I don't just want to rush into anything San. We've got 6 weeks left to MC together and just because she has a crush on me doesn't mean she wants to date me. She could've just meant she likes my outfit or something...either way I don't want to go in too fast. I'm enjoying getting to know her and there's no way we have to label it so quickly". San nodded "you're scared" making Yunho blush because he was. When Yunho first saw you he was stunned because he thought you were so pretty. This was back when your group first debuted and his eyes went to you each time he saw you. When you came on the radio show he gravitated towards you and found himself sitting up anytime you talked. However you weren’t too talkative in groups and when you left Yunho always wanted more. So he finally caved and watched videos of you and your group. That clinched it for him. You looked effortlessly cool but your personality was so different and he loved that. He loved people who seemed really intimidating but were huge softies, that was kind of how he was and it immediately made him warm to you. When he heard you were MCing he volunteered to be your partner and Hongjoong and Seonghwa smiled at him but didn’t say anything. Yunho’s heart sped up when he saw you the night of the first show and he bowed just to hide his face from you. He was nervous you wouldn’t like him but then your chemistry was something you didn't even have to try with and it all just seemed to fall into place perfectly...a little too perfectly. Yunho was worried you might be too good as friends and that’s all you saw him as. He didn't want to ruin your energy by stepping too far too soon. He figured he'd flirt with you more to work out if that was an option and get to know you more. After that he’d act but honestly he was scared, San had hit the nail on the head.

Yunho sighed "you know what? Yeah I am scared to ask her so please don't tell anyone about this, not even Wooyoung". San pouted because he never kept secrets from Wooyoung but he reluctantly agreed "fine" and Yunho smiled "thank you San". San rushed away and Yunho watched him go before his eyes fell on you. You were across the room talking to your members and you looked so comfortable and happy. Yunho blushed realising if San's words were true you liked him. He couldn’t believe you'd noticed him and decided he was an attractive guy. That thought made him so happy and also a little nervous. He'd kind of dated before but he'd never felt this giddy about anyone and this felt different. You looked up and saw him. You looked down blushing and Yunho blushed too. He waved to you for something to do and you waved back. Yunho smiled and went to go find his members so he could hide behind them. The following week you were at your MC job and Yunho had done a great job of pretending he didn't know you liked him. However, there would be times that caught him off guard. He'd see you out of the corner of his eye and notice how beautiful you were or hear your voice and blush thinking this girl liked him. It was a lovely comforting thought to have and in those moments he struggled to pretend he didn't know. Luckily you hadn't noticed but Yunho knew he couldn't keep it up forever. After the show, you congratulated each other on another successful run. The manager suddenly appeared and said a friend of his was a fan and wanted to speak with you. The man appeared and launched into why he was your superfan. Yunho walked away to give you space and chatted with the staff waiting for you to finish. However, 10 minutes later you still weren't done. The man was still talking tons and you looked like you couldn't get a word in edgeways. Yunho got this man was probably thrilled to meet his idol but you were clearly trying to leave and he wouldn't let you. Yunho came closer and heard the man saying something about a restaurant. "We could go there my treat and I can tell you more of my suggestions" he said. "That's really kind but I already have plans" you said and spotted Yunho. "Oh doing what?" the man asked clearly calling your bluff. Yunho saw you blank and stepped forwards "Hey Y/n do you want me to grab your bag from your dressing room so we can make our reservation?". The man turned and saw it was Yunho. "I'm so sorry am I making you late for something? Please go" and he bowed letting you leave. "Thank you! you whispered to Yunho as you walked away and he nodded "no problem, you looked like you needed help getting rid of him. What were his suggestions?". You made a face "oh you know ways I can be a better idol. He was giving me fashion tips and telling me to go on a diet". Yunho's eyes widened "he did not!". "Yep! He claimed I was perfect but could be improved". "Well then you're not perfect if you can be improved" Yunho said before realising what he said "not that I think you're not perfect...I mean nobodies perfect but I think you're as close as it gets". You blushed "I'm not but thank you" you said "it was really cool of you to pretend we had plans". "Yeah no problem but I was wondering...do you have plans? Because if not maybe we could do something?". "I don't" you said "what do you want to do?". "Maybe go grab food? I'm starving". You smiled "food sounds great". You ended up grabbing the last table at a restaurant around the corner. You got a nice place in the back where it was quieter and more private. You realised in that moment you'd never been properly alone with Yunho. There had always been staff or other members with you but here it was just the two of you. You were sat across from this beautiful guy and you blushed a little as you realised that. Yunho noticed and smiled "what? Is there something on my face?". "No I erm just thought of something". "What?" Yunho asked laughing and you decided to be truthful but not completely. "I just thought if people from my school could see me now they'd be so surprised. An amazing career, cool MCing job and sat here with you...very surprised indeed". Yunho chuckled "so was school not your favourite time?". "Not at all" you laughed "I was the weird music kid always singing under her breath with braces for 5 years and sucked at everything that wasn't creative. They found out I wanted to be a singer and used to tease me about it". "Well look who got the last laugh. You're a beautiful, successful idol whom they get to watch on tv each week". You laughed "that's true" and Yunho held out his glass "let's toast to our success. To being great MCs for our remaining shows" Yunho said and you clinked glasses. After your meal, Yunho asked if you wanted to get a drink at this nice bar nearby to celebrate your successful runs and you agreed. However It was a little louder than expected and you were slightly overwhelmed. Yunho was searching for a table with you following when he was engulfed by men. You were scared he was being attacked until you realised they knew one another. Yunho greeted them all before introducing them to you as friends from his school. They invited you to join them and they seemed nice but you didn't want to sit with a big group. Especially as it seemed like a lad's night and you'd be the only girl. So you were all ready to have an excuse to leave when Yunho declined their offer. "Thanks but I think we'll go find a table together". "Hey I don't blame you she's stunning" his friend said with a wink that made you blush "see you around". Yunho turned to you slightly pink and smiled "so should we find a table in the back somewhere quiet?" and you agreed. Once you'd got seated you could still see Yunho's friends and any time they passed you they greeted you both but especially you. It wasn't creepy and they were actually quite funny, the one who winked at you in particular was hilarious and you smiled as he made faces to you as he passed your table. Yunho noticed and turned to you. "You know my friend Wei, he's a nice guy. I noticed you blush when he winked at you...I could give you his number if you liked?" Yunho asked and you blushed once more. Yunho laughed "is that a yes?". You laughed "no I just blush easily. He seems like a nice guy but he's not my type". Yunho once again couldn't resist and leant forwards "oh? So what is your type?". You froze and Yunho realised San had been telling the truth. You were into him! He also realised he'd put you in an awkward spot so smiled "should I go first? I like girls who are funny, kind and who it just feels natural with. Who I have natural chemistry with". You blushed as he said that "yeah it's nice when you don't have to force it". Yunho nodded "like between us" and you nodded "yeah we work well together". "I see it beyond work though" Yunho said "do you?". You nodded "yeah" and Yunho smiled "I'm pleased to hear you say that because if I'm being honest...my ideal type is you". You blinked "it is?" and Yunho nodded "yes. When I found out I was MCing with you I was really excited because I've always found you very beautiful. Then when we had such a natural chemistry I couldn't believe it". You blushed "I couldn't believe it either because I felt the same way". Yunho smiled "I might've had an inkling about that". You cringed "oh no was I really obvious?". Yunho shook his head "no my friend is nosey" and he explained about San. "Why did you never say anything?" you asked and Yunho shrugged "I wanted to let you act on it on your own. I didn't want to pressure you or let you know that I knew in case you got embarrassed". You blushed shaking your head "and they say being a nice guy never gets you the girl" and kissed him.

After that you and Yunho started dating and you still couldn't believe you'd managed this. Your members all screamed when you told them and then assured you, you deserved this. When you next saw Yunho you worried he'd change his mind or something but the smile he gave you banished any thoughts of that. You grabbed a coffee a few hours before you had to be at the show to MC and was hurried over to you when he saw you. "I'm so pleased to see you, you look amazing" he said hugging you and you smiled hugging him back "so do you! I thought black was your colour but now I'm thinking it might be every colour". Yunho chuckled "you're one to talk, come on let's go inside" and he took your hand leading you inside. MCing together now you were dating was actually quite fun. Every look between the two of you was exciting and exhilarating because there was this secret that nobody around you knew but you. Yunho could make you feel special with just a look and the hardest part was trying not to blush when he smiled at you. You were interviewing NCT127 on your fifth week and you thought it was going great. The boys seemed to like you and were bantering with you but you noticed Yunho didn't seem as happy. Just from how he was standing you could see how tense he was and frowned. In the commercial, you asked Yunho if he was okay and he nodded but had to rush away for hair touch-ups. When he returned he was better but you could tell something had bothered him so after the show you went to find him in the Ateez dressing room. The guys saw you and called out to you in greeting. Yunho spotted you and smiled "hey, you okay?". You nodded "I was coming to ask you the same thing". Yunho frowned "you noticed that huh?" and you nodded "is everything okay?". He sighed "come on" and looked for a private space. The only one was the dressing room so he led you in there and closed the door. It wasn't big so you were facing one another not too far away but all that was on your mind was whatever was bothering Yunho.

"So what's wrong? I'm worried" you said and Yunho immediately reached out for you. He put his hands on your arms "Y/n you don't have to worry about me". "But I do because you're my boyfriend" you said and Yunho smiled at that before it dropped "well I hope you still are after this" and that worried you. You were expecting the worst when Yunho said "I was jealous seeing you with NCT". "What?" you asked after staring at him confused for a few seconds "why?". "Because the guys all liked you and Taeil was flirting with you so much". "He wasn't...was he?" you asked and Yunho shrugged "I thought he was, he definitely checked you out when he came onto set". You paused "I didn't even notice because I was so focused on you". Yunho blushed "that makes me feel so special...I knew I had no reason to be jealous. You're a good person and I trust you but I...sometimes I feel really insecure and worry I'm not good enough for you". "I feel the same thing...well not the same! That I'm not good enough for you" you clarified and Yunho looked at you "really? but you're so much hotter than me!". "I beg to differ" you said smiling at him "but it's a relief to know you feel those things too". "Definitely" Yunho said "are we just intuned in everything". "Hmmm let's see" you smiled "what's going through your mind right now?". Yunho looked at your lips and smiled "that I really want to kiss you". "Ditto" you replied and kissed him.   The two of you had kissed before but never this passionately and neither of you wanted to stop. Being trapped in a small space helped push you together and the pent-up stress and tension from the day also didn't hurt. Yunho looked so good in his shirt and all day you'd been wondering what it'd feel like to touch it so you gripped it with both hands and pulled Yunho closer. Yunho seemed to love this and slid his arms around your waist holding you flat against him. "Yunho we're leaving" Hongjoong called abruptly ending your makeout and you both jumped apart. "Yunho?" Hongjoong called again and he nodded "yeah we'll be one minute". Yunho was breathing heavily and when he looked at you he laughed "that was fun". You smiled "it was, I want to do it again". Yunho smiled "we're heading straight home. Do you want to come with us? No pressure on going any further or doing what we just did I just thought it might be nice..." Yunho was saying when you took his hand "yes" and he smiled. The guys didn't bat an eyelid when he said you were coming with them and on the way to the car you chatted with Yeosang and Mingi. Yunho watched you with a happy expression and someone chuckled. He turned to see Seonghwa and Hongjoong beside him. "Sorry if I was interrupting something back there" Hongjoong said and Yunho blushed "it's okay, a dressing room in a room full of people is never the best spot". The two agreed and Seonghwa smiled seeing the joy on Yunho's face "you two are happy aren't you?". Yunho nodded "very much, I know it's early and everyone at this stage feels amazing but there's just something about her that I can't get enough of. That makes me excited every time I see her...I really like her".  As it happened, you looked back right at that moment and caught Yunho looking at you. You both blushed and smiled at one another. "Well I think it's clear she feels it too" Hongjoong smiled and Yunho hoped he was right. When you got home San and Wooyoung started organising a drinking game so you agreed to join in. You and Yunho sat together and he told you anything you didn't want to drink, he'd handle. He hung an arm around the back of your chair and was so sweet and protective. The alcohol just made you want him more and when the first game ended you nudged his leg. He got the message and told the guys you were heading off. They all waved you off some following you as Yunho led you upstairs. His room was nice and tidy. You looked around it seeing a bit of him everywhere and smiled "good first impression". "Would you have dumped me if it was a mess?". "Maybe" you joked and Yunho came towards you "then I'm really glad I tidied up in here" and you nodded "I'm really glad too" and kissed him. You'd been thinking about kissing him ever since you broke away earlier and it was worth the wait. You got right back into a rhythm and you wondered if you'd ever want to do anything other than just kiss Yunho. A jacket was blocking your access to Yunho's shirt and when Yunho realised what your hands were trying to do he happily shrugged it off and you resumed. You trailed your hands across his chest feeling the muscle there and couldn't believe this boy was yours. Yunho jumped as your hand trailed across his peck and you pulled back to make sure he was okay. "Sorry was I being too hands-on?" you asked. Yunho shook his head "not at all I really liked it" he said his voice nice and deep and you smiled. "I can take it off if you want?" he offered and you blushed but nodded. So clothes started coming off and when Yunho's breath started getting really ragged you pulled away. "Yunho” you said "do you want to keep going? Or just stay here". "Keep going...if you do?" he asked and you laughed "yes so catch" and you jumped. Yunho did catch you and you wrapped your legs around his waist. Yunho smiled "I like this". "I feel tall" you laughed and he smiled "I'm going to be making you feel lots of things" and he carried you over to the bed to fulfil his promise. *** Your final show together was due to happen in 1 week and you were both sad about it. "I know we'll see each other all the time but I like working with you" you said to Yunho one morning and he smiled "I have too. If any other opportunities come up we'll have to gear them". You nodded "totally". "I'll miss you" Yunho said "is that stupid considering we're dating and see each other each week?". "Not at all" you said "you're so cute" you said and Yunho smiled "if you say so" and kissed you. Your final run came quickly and of course the show seemed to zoom by. It went really well and before you knew it you were onto the last segment. You knew there would be gifts because that always happened but you saw Yunho had obviously had something to do with them this time. You'd told Yunho once in a throwaway comment that you liked blue galaxy orchids because you thought they looks so cool and beautiful and that was the bouquet you were given. You gasped when you saw them and looked to Yunho who was smiling widely, his eyes glued to your face for your reaction. "They're beautiful! They're my favourite! Thank you so much" you said taking them and the other hosts smiled watching you. "We also got you a little present inside" another host said and you looked into the bouquet to see small white box. You opened it and inside was a small turtle pendant which you could wear on a necklace. You'd also told Yunho you loved turtles and here he was showing you he listened to everything you said! You couldn't wait for the cameras to end so you could throw your arms around him. As soon as they called cut you did just that! You pulled Yunho to one side so the other idols couldn't see and hugged him. "Yunho this was all amazing! You didn't have to do all this..." you said looking down at your flowers. Yunho smiled "I know but I wanted to. This hosting run has meant a lot to me before it we barely knew one another and now...now we're together" he said with a smile "so I wanted to commemorate it". "But I didn't get you anything" you said with a frown and Yunho took your hand "you don't need to, trust me you've already given me so much. The perfect gift some might say" he said and you chuckled "you're so smooth. How do you come up with all these lines?". "You inspire me" he replied and kissed you. You both wanted to just run off together but had to go to the afterparty to thank all the idols you'd interviewed and see anyone who'd supported you. So you entered, agreeing to give it one hour and then be done. You started with your members and then got some drinks with your other hosts and idols started coming over including NCT 127 from your infamous interview. All the boys came over and you were talking to Mark and Yuta while Taeil spoke to another host. So you figured Yunho had been wrong because Taeil  clearly wasn't interested in you...and then he appeared. Mark had gone to get a drink, Yuta going with them and when that space opened up Taeil appeared. He smiled when he saw you and he had a very nice smile so you smiled back. "Congratulations!" he said "you did such a great job, you should be really proud of yourself". You smiled "thank you, for your compliment and your part in it. You were the perfect interviewee and the fans really loved your interview". Taeil shrugged "An interviewee is only as good as his interviewer, it was all you really". You smiled "you're too modest" and Taeil shrugged "or I just think highly of you. Are you considering hosting again because if you are I'd really like to be your partner". You were debating your answer, trying to find a polite way to shut him down without shooting him down when you felt a hand on your waist. "Well I hate to disappoint you but you might have competition" Yunho said and Taeil laughed. "Ahh I see, she was such a good partner you can't wait to work with her again?" he asked. Yunho smiled looking at you "definitely and I'm a little biased towards her for personal reasons". You could see Taeil debating everything in his head, his eyes darting towards Yunho's hand around you and so you decided to help him out. You hooked your hand through Yunho's and smiled "we're together". "No way! Congratulations!" Taeil said "that's so cool, we're you together before this?". "Nope, I'd had a crush on her before but this brought us together" Yunho said. Taeil smiled "that's really great and I totally get you're first in line but if you ever need a friend to team up with let me know" Taeil said and with a smile he left. Yunho began to panic the moment Taeil left because he knew he'd kind of forced you into that. While the two of you weren't actively keeping your relationship a secret you also hadn't talked about when you'd reveal it and Yunho had never checked with you. So he expected you to yell at him or storm away feeling blind-sighted but you did neither of those even though they were well within your right. You just looked at Yunho with a smile "fancy a dance before we leave?" and he nodded, leading you to the floor still feeling shaky. Once you started dancing the world faded away and Yunho sighed "I'm sorry for outing us to Taeil, I just got territorial". You smiled "I know but it's okay". "You're not mad?" Yunho asked and you shook your head. "I think you mgiht've been right about Taeil and you weren't rude overbearing. You didn't come in yelling or announce it right away. There was time for me to tell you to back off and I didn't mind Taeil knowing". Yunho sighed "that's such a relief because I know we didn't discuss when we were going to tell everyone and I wouldn't ever want to make you do something you're not ready for". You shook your head "you didn't, I'm happy for people to know we're together". Yunho smiled "well in that case...there's a room full of people and I can think of a surefire way to let them all know". You smiled and leaned up to kiss him. Idols all across the room noticed in different ways. Your members squealed and smiled happily. Ateez were proud of Yunho and all grinned, knowing they were going to tease him about this later. NCT nudged Taeil figuring he'd be pissed but he told them all truthfully that there were no hard feelings. Meanwhile, you and Yunho didn't notice any of it. You were wholly focused on one another and there wasn't a lot that could change that. You were the only ones in that room. A very successful MC run indeed!

[atzjuyeon]

JUYEON’S BESTIES .ᐟ

SOYEON ⚡︎ (G) I-DLE

soyeon was the first person juyeon met when she joined cube entertainment, seeing as they both joined the same year. she was her closest friend in the company. juyeon always thought soyeon was cool and saw her as one of the top trainees in the company. they regularly practiced together and went on late night walks.

juyeon was apart of cube’s debut team, which ended up being (g) i-dle, so she grew close with the rest of the members. she remembers soyeon always pushing her during practice, but it’s because soyeon knew that she was talented and had a lot of faith in her.

it felt like a huge loss when juyeon left the company and assumingly gave up on being an idol. soyeon checked in with her every now and then but they ultimately fell out of contact. it wasn’t until ateez debuted five months after idle that they reconnected. fans can always expect interactions between juyeon and soyeon when idle and ateez have shared schedules.

SOOJIN ⚡︎ SOLOIST

while juyeon is close with all of the idle members, it’s always been soojin and soyeon who she’s closest to. juyeon can proudly vouch for the other idle members when they say that soojin is like a mom. she took care of her as trainees. juyeon is very expressive and that helps soojin determine what she needs. whether it be help with a task, comfort, someone to talk to, space; soojin was always there and juyeon heavily appreciates that.

even after the incident, juyeon made sure to keep in touch, checking in on soojin and offering to be there whenever the older girl needed, just as she did for her.

fans were delighted to know that the two were still close after juyeon recommended soojin’s solo debut to atiny on fromm. she even sang tyty, bloodredroses, and rizz me up during a livestream and said that soojin makes pretty music.

SIYEON ⚡︎ DREAMCATCHER

siyeon is someone jueyon admires as an idol and as a friend. their friendship actually started off as a big fat crush on juyeon’s part. she had been a fan of dreamcatcher since they debuted and siyeon has always been her bias. she admired her voice and her stage presence.

they met through ollounder, who produces music for both ateez and dreamcatcher. at first, juyeon begged him for her number, assuming he had it since they work together. he didn’t. but luckily for juyeon she had a plan b: make him give siyeon her number. he refused at first, but with a lot of convincing (aka her begging during the entire studio session) he gave in.

siyeon texted her two months later which resulted in them meeting for lunch. they bonded really well and ended up as close friends. juyeon would not shut up about it, fangirling to atiny on live about their newly formed friendship. the girls try to hang out often, when their schedules allow it. they’ll either go out somewhere or spend time at one of their places either watching movies or listening to music.

YEONJUN ⚡︎ TXT

juyeon met yeonjun through wooyoung. she actually ended up crashing one of their hangouts. it wasn’t for any reason, juyeon was bored as asked wooyoung if she could come with him when he told her they were meeting up.

things were awkward for about five minutes before the ice was broken. yeonjun was a little caught off guard by juyeon’s chaotic bluntness, but was encouraged by wooyoung to be comfortable. the entire hangout consisted of the trio talking about their shared interest, joking around, and being so loud that they received complaints from other customers.

yeonjun and juyeon don’t really meet up without wooyoung, but they text each other often enough to be considered close. the two enjoy the same type of music and have a similar style. yeonjun and juyeon both have that cool it boy/it girl energy; they were basically bound to be friends.

[sanccharine]

return to you | sy (2)

superhero au, doctor au

pairing: superhero!siyeon x doctor!reader 

genre: angst, fluff

word count: 2.1k

warnings: descriptions of injuries, blood, violence

summary: siyeon is dead set on saving you, even if it means shirking her responsibilities. you weren’t going to let her.

a/n: part 2 of the sequel to stay is finally here for this request ! it is here early (well earlier than expected) bc im procrastinating studying :D

part 1 | part 3

To say Siyeon was angry would be an understatement. 

Siyeon was irritated. Siyeon was frustrated. Siyeon was furious. Absolutely and maddeningly livid. 

And most of all, Siyeon didn’t want to be here. 

Here couldn’t be any further away from where she wanted to be. 

Here was not next to you. 

Uncaring about the consequences, Siyeon did what she knew best. 

With immense speed and deadly accuracy, she slammed into the figure shrouded in white. 

Ghost.

The villain was flung back, their spine first to hit the concrete wall on this desolate rooftop. From the impact, cracks spiderwebbed up the wall as Ghost groaned. Blood spurted from her mouth and dripped down her neck. Vibrant crimson against the stark white suit. With a morbid desire, Siyeon hoped her ribs and spine would crack like the wall. 

Siyeon glanced behind her, just in time to catch a ripple of gold. 

Chronos.

Siyeon seethed. With every passing second, this night worsened. 

Siyeon paced forward, mindful of any sudden movements. Although, Ghost seemed incapacitated. She was muttering something to herself, the lunatic that she is. “Leave me, you always leave me…” 

Siyeon doesn’t fall for the same trick twice. 

The superhero struck the villain with a classic roundhouse kick to the jaw, almost clinical in execution. With a clear snap, Ghost crumpled to the floor, her dagger aimed at Siyeon clattered to the ground.  

What now?

Siyeon stared at the body. This was a waste of time. 

She hissed when a blinding light landed on her followed by a metallic clunk. Smoke erupted all around her and she cursed. Within a matter of seconds, Ghost was picked up and Siyeon was left coughing. 

A quick and planned clean-up. Something wasn’t adding up here, this whole night actually. 

Another helicopter arrived only minutes later, this one was here to collect her. Siyeon should have escaped when she had the chance, she had entertained it. Unfortunately, she had some choice words to say to a certain team manager. 

Scowling, Siyeon took the rope ladder and prepared herself to face Min Yoongi. 

Ridiculous. That's what this briefing was. 

A complete waste of time. Siyeon didn’t want to be here.  

On a ginormous flat-screen, played how Ghost was supposedly ambushed. Though Siyeon saw nothing of it. Chronos was led astray, Ghost knowingly led them away, and in return, so was Siyeon. 

Distractions, all of it. And not a single person in this room has figured out what for. 

The moment they teleported onto a lone rooftop, Chronos should have known something was wrong. But they didn’t. 

Instead, they floundered and flailed, and fell to the whims of Ghost. It was pathetic. 

They were pathetic.

Perhaps, they knew that already because Siyeon counted every lost chance, every misstep that led to the bloody slit down their cheek. It was almost as if they wanted to die at the hands of Ghost. And maybe they did, who knows, certainly not Siyeon. Besides, if that was the case, that’s one less person Siyeon has to kill. 

Min Yoongi paused the moment before Chronos teleported and ran his hand down his face. 

An unbearable silence hung over the briefing room. 

Dark as the night was, and grainy as the clarity was, Siyeon knows desperation when she sees it. And Chronos was desperate. 

“Do you guys have cameras everywhere?” 

The question was accusatory. A biting jab at Min Yoongi and his so-called organisation. It was tense and mirthless, yet Siyeon couldn’t help but snigger into her hand. With a roll of her eyes, she glanced to her left, and there Chronos was, unmasked and still bleeding. It brought a grim satisfaction to Siyeon. 

“There’s clearly something going on here,” the kid fixing his gauntlets spoke up. Siyeon hadn’t really paid attention to him; dark hair, sharp eyes, and an automatic smile. Must be smart if he was tinkering with nanotech, but he mustn't be very experienced with actual missions, he seemed so young. “You never tell us anything, what even is your real name, Agent 515?”

Scratch that, this must be the kid’s first-ever field mission. 

This has to be some sort of cruel joke.

“Classified,” Chronos deadpanned. 

Siyeon sent a scathing glare at Yoongi, who could only rub his palm across his face again, reddening with every second. 

Siyeon didn’t want to be here. Shouldn’t be here.

Where she should be is by your side, making sure you’ve safely reached home. Making sure your arm is stitched up and bandaged. Making sure you’re resting instead of chasing whatever your irritating sense of morality has gotten you tangled up in. Though she ordered you to do so, Siyeon doubted you returned home after heading to the hospital. You didn’t answer when she left. No, Siyeon shouldn’t be here. 

If Min Yoongi’s little preschool band is here, lounging and discussing team-bonding activities, that means the blasts must no longer be a threat. Siyeon didn’t know how they could be so forgiving. They lost a major criminal and had unanswered attacks, which were probably a distraction for something they had yet to figure out. 

“—Cygnus Act?” 

At the mention of that title, Siyeon’s attention snapped back to the briefing. 

“Classified!” Both Yoongi and Chronos yelled at the same time. 

Another silence filled the briefing room. 

Siyeon didn’t know anything about this kid, but he was definitely smart. And that he’s been poking his head where it doesn’t belong. Siyeon sent another glare at Yoongi, who was struggling to control his own frustration. 

Enough time has been wasted. 

“I answered a distress call,” Siyeon said and all eyes turned to her, as if they were only now recognizing her presence. “That means I put away bad guys.” 

Siyeon toyed with the watch on her wrist, no longer hijacked. Instead, it just showed that it had been two hours since Siyeon left you in that alley, injured and alone. It was so impractical yet surprisingly durable. But mostly for the sake of promises, Siyeon kept the watch on her. What an enormous mistake that had been. 

“And one of them,” Scowling, Siyeon addressed this pathetic team. Her gaze slowly spans across each face before landing on Chronos. “... isn’t put away. Isn’t that right, Yoongi?” 

Chronos straightened under her stare, but they didn’t back down. There's not much you could emote apart from pain when a medic is stitching up your face, and yet they wore a mask of nonchalance. Not a single emotion bled out, unlike when they were on the roof. Siyeon would even argue they were challenging her. The audacity. 

Yoongi called to her, somewhere in the back but Siyeon wasn’t listening. “Ghost was declared no longer a priority, almost two years ago. This is what I was informed.” 

For the first time tonight, Siyeon noticed the young girl seated behind Chronos. It was only because her nails clinked against her gold-rimmed glasses when she pushed them up her nose. Her stare was blank, calculated. She didn’t look much younger than the boy. She was typing away on her laptop, and Siyeon surmised that she was also quite smart. Had to be if she was sitting in this room. And definitely, if that familiar lanyard to her right meant anything at all.

“Because they were dealt with, alongside—” Siyeon paused, then smiled at Chronos. A scoff escaped her when she recognized the slightest hint of terror in their eyes. “Thanks to the help of… Agent 515.” 

Chronos let out a small sigh of relief, as did Yoongi. When they looked away, Siyeon turned back to Yoongi.

“Was I misinformed?” Siyeon folded her arms as Yoongi gulped. To anyone else, this may seem like a genuine question. To Yoongi, this was a thinly veiled threat. 

“Perhaps, there was a misunderstanding,” sugar-coated words, from a liar. Siyeon should’ve expected nothing less. “I believe—”

Siyeon was done here. 

Abruptly, she stood up to walk out, already attempting to take off the watch. 

But then Siyeon paused, right behind Chronos’ chair. The medic froze before bumping back into the table, a bloody antibacterial wipe in her hand. For a moment, there was silence, only interrupted by Siyeon’s deep breaths, a pitiful attempt to calm herself down, 

“Listen to me, and listen carefully,” Siyeon said, gripping the top of the chair, leaning it back so she was looking directly down at Chronos. “I don't know what you’ve promised to them, or what they’ve promised you,” the idea of promises was laughable at this point. “Frankly, I don’t care—”

“If I may—”

“No, you may not, kid. This doesn’t concern you,” Siyeon was quick to cut off the boy, slamming her hand on the table making it rattle in its place. “The people here may have forgotten, or they’re choosing to ignore it.”

Siyeon took a moment to take in every person in the room again, properly this time; the girl with the laptop, the boy with his gauntlets, the shaking medic with her needle, and Min Yoongi with his bright red face. Siyeon scoffed again before returning her attention to Chronos. 

“But I know what you are, who you are, and I remember what you’ve done. And you know how I work,” Siyeon said, her voice so low now it was barely audible. “So one wrong move and I will kill you myself.”

Chronos only stared back, there was that stubbornness again. It ticked Siyeon off immensely. 

“That’s a promise I intend to keep,” Siyeon looked back to Yoongi, before letting go of Chronos’ seat, and they jerked forward. They caught themself on the table before they could headbutt the medic in the stomach. 

With that, Siyeon swiftly exited the briefing room. Unfortunately for her, Yoongi was hot on her heels. 

“Siy—Will you slow down?” 

“You lied to me, Yoongi,” Siyeon waved the watch above her head. Her legs taking her through the winding corridors of the campus, muscle memory at this point. She hated it. “You lied to all of us.” 

“What were we supposed to do?”

“Not lie!” Siyeon stopped in her tracks and swivelled around. Yoongi was quick to stop himself from crashing into her.

“Siyeon, please—”

Hearing Yoongi beg was strange, but that didn’t deter Siyeon. 

“I was told—we were told!—that our mission was complete. Three captured, two dead, one escaped. Is that what you said? Exact words? Is that right?” Yoongi nodded at the ground. “Ghost is a fitting name, isn’t it? Because she's back from the dead it seems! And if she's alive, Black Swan could be too. We never recovered her body, did we, Yoongi?”

He had nothing to say. 

“Captured means locked up, incapacitated, or better yet, executed. So why is Chronos—I’m sorry, I mean Agent 515—running the missions with rookies?” 

“They were our informant—”

“Right, of course they were, and look what good that did?” Siyeon stepped closer, forcing Yoongi to look at her. “Did we actually capture anyone? Or did you just cover up everything the second you failed?”

“Siyeon,” Yoongi’s voice was threatening, not that it affected her. 

“It had to be a cover for your screw up, right?” Siyeon pressed forward. “I mean you lied and broke the team apart?” 

“You wanted to quit,” Yoongi said, his voice barely a whisper but still accusatory. The gall to act as if the consequences aren’t the direct results of his actions—his choices!

“I never wanted to join! And yet,” Siyeon brought up the watch again, shoving it in her previous manager’s face. “I’m still here!”

Siyeon is standing again in front of Min Yoongi, two years later.

Two years later, she’s still here. 

She’s still here when no one else is.

Out of all of them, why did it have to be her?

“I trusted you, Yoongi, with my life. We all did,” Siyeon confessed. Overwhelmed with emotion, she didn’t catch Yoongi muttering 'I know’. “Some parting gift this was.” 

Siyeon crushed the watch in her hand and let the pieces fall to the ground. 

“The lab, the explosions, the rooftop, Ghost,” Siyeon looked at the shards of black glass, the last of their camaraderie crushed. “They were distractions, there was a clean-up crew. We’re still—you’re still missing something. Figure it out on your own.” 

Yoongi had the dignity to not beg again when she turned away. He didn’t look away from the remaining pieces of his gift at his feet.

“Keep your promise this time,” Siyeon said. “Don’t call me again, Yoongi.” 

The first thing Siyeon did was return to you. 

It was easier said than done. 

For some unfathomable reason, you weren’t home. A single jump through your window and Siyeon was met with silence. She specifically remembered ordering you to get home as soon as possible, so why weren’t you here? 

Sighing, Siyeon grabbed her grey hoodie from your workchair and jumped back out the window. If you weren’t home, there was only one other place to check, and somewhere deep down, she already knew this would happen. 

Siyeon patted her side pocket, feeling the outline of the access key she stole, a ridiculously tedious plan already forming in her mind.

any feedback is much appreciated.

a/n: uh fun fact, this part was not supposed to be here, or wasn't originally planned, but then i shoved it in bc my brain said so. also really went ham with the italics on this one, damn. but yeah, same news as last time, i’ll post the next part (the final part ?) when i can. hope everyone has a good day/night !

tagging:@someone-who-likes-broccoli

[messy-jin]

The InSomnia again, btw I think my rant broke my Tumblr, as it glitched so much while I was writing lol.

So you don't need to answer, but I just noticed that the "dreamcatcher" tag is missing from the songs post :^

Idk if it was a mistake or not, but in case it was, I thought it would be better to let you know! ^-^

Tumblr could not handle the love for Dreamcatcher and IkeVil combined, it was too powerful!

Oh no... I'll check the tags, to see if it's still missing or if it was a bug. Thank you for telling me!

[ghastlybin]

Im deprived of sweet jiu, any fic youd wanna write?🫠 maybeeeee hmmm… ive always though a fic about a soldier and a nurse would be cute!

Hiya, first off, I'd like to apologize for being so slow with this and ily also OKAY let's gooooooo

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▾ Soldier! GN Reader ▾ Nurse! Minji ▾ World War 2 setting ▾ gunfire, explosions, yk… War stuff. ▾ Gunshot related injury ▾ Reader and Minji are already a couple btw ▾ stitches mentions ▾ Fluff ▾ some angst but that’s cause it’s the war ▾ Reader has plot armor. ▾ So does Minji. This is not that kind of fic lolol ▾ I tried to make it cute, considering ▾

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“War has not been kind to you.”

What a strange phrase, how it seemed to personify the war.

Speaking on technicalities, the war was a person. One mass of people, dead or alive.

Whether they were fighting back or running to cover.

The innocent and the guilty.

Even the planes over head, the guns blazing through at every hour of the day, and the explosions that cost many lives— All made up war.

If war was a person, it for sure isn’t kind. It takes what it wants, no matter the cost, and leaves the stench of death and decay in its wake.

War was a monster and taming it claimed billions of lives.

You have always been a fighter. A great one, at that. You were well respected among the other soldiers. But there was only one person you cared to impress.

Minji.

She helped out as a field nurse, who had volunteered to help the wounded soldiers during the war. You had met her before you left for the front lines, and both of you had quickly fallen in love.

“I will return to you. Please do the same.”

“I promise.”

Her words echoed in your mind every time you were out in active duty, hoping to make it through alive and uninjured so that you could keep your promise. But the bullets and explosions made your chances of getting out alive very slim.

You worried Minji would be out on the field at the wrong time and end up getting hurt before you could see each other again.

The days turned into weeks, and the weeks turned into months, you began to wonder if the last time you last saw Minji, was really the last time.

Another day out in action, only this time it was worse — Somehow. It happened while moving through a village when your unit was ambushed.

Everyone fought back fiercely, not accepting defeat. You dodged bullets running from cover to cover and hoping that this would end.

Many of your fellow soldiers had fallen in battle, and it was only a matter of time before you were struck by a bullet too. It happened when you went to help your fallen ally.

The force knocked you down and within seconds of being on the ground, you could feel the stinging, burning sensation growing more intense while the chaos ensued around you.

You could feel yourself being dragged behind cover, grateful to whoever it was, but there was only one person on your mind.

Minji. You hoped you hadn’t completely broken your promise to her. There was one way to keep your promise though; Don’t die.

You closed your eyes despite your allies telling you not to. But it was the only way for you to focus and drown everything out. Eventually, the gunfire ceased, and it didn’t take long for you to realize that your unit had successfully pushed back the enemy.

“Medic! We need a medic over here!”

You were bleeding too much to still be conscious, but you had to hold on just a little longer. When you opened your eyes again, you could see the familiar figure of a woman running towards you.

"Y/N, stay with me. You can’t give up now," Minji said, her voice trembling. "We need to get you to a field hospital."

Minji began to bandage your wound and applied pressure to stop the bleeding for the time being. You watched her work through blurry vision, amazed by how gentle she handled you while still being quick, knowing you were hanging on by a thread.

“Minji…” You weakly mumbled, feeling your eyes heavy with exhaustion as the pain spiked throughout your body in pulsating rhythms.

“Yes? What is it?” You could hear the panic in her voice, and you wanted to tell her that you trust her with your life. That you felt calmer now that she was there to help you.

You looked into her eyes and whispered, "I love you."

"I love you too, Y/N," she said. It was only seconds after she tightened the bandage that she noticed you were now unconscious.

―

“You’re healing pretty quickly.” Minji entered the room with a tray of food. You sat up, still sore where you had been shot.

“I don’t feel like I am.” You smiled to her as she set the tray down on your lap.

Minji took the liberty of sitting at the foot of your bed while you ate. She pondered to herself about the past few weeks you’ve been in the hospital.

“I thought I lost you.” Minji spoke up. She looked over at you and you could see tears brimming her eyes. You’ve known her since before the war and you’ve loved her ever since. There was no way you’d let the war tear you two away from each other.

“I thought I was lost too.”

Minji wiped away a tear that rolled down her cheek. “Ah. I told myself I wasn’t going to cry… Not in front of you. Not now.”

You set your tray aside and inched closer to her without ripping out the stitches holding your skin together.

"It's okay to cry. Sometimes we just need to let it all out." You assured her, slinging an arm around her shoulders. Minji burst into tears upon your initiation. You wrapped both of your arms around her as she turned into a sobbing mess on the end of your hospital bed.

It lasted about a few minutes, but you held her for the entire duration.

She sniffled, leaning into your hold. “I’m sorry, I’m acting like I was the one that got shot.”

“Oh yeah, our bullet wound is healing quickly.”

Minji cracked a smile, pulling away from you grasp and nudging you. “Shut up.”

You laughed, hovering your hand over your sutured, feeling a stinging pain when you laughed. Minji noticed and lifted your shirt just enough to check the sutures on your abdomen.

After a quick examination of your sutures, she stood up to gather her supplies.

“Your stitches must’ve pulled when you laughed. But we can actually remove them now— Luckily, you aren’t bleeding.” Minji disclosed as she set up a tray in preparation of removing you’re stitches.

You looked down at your stomach, seeing your wound that would surely leave a scar. A permanent reminder that you almost died.

Or a permanent reminder that you survived what most don’t.

You watched Minji sterilize the surgical scissors and tweezers in one of the containers of boiling water that had been prepared and preserved to be at the ready for easy access for the nurses throughout the day.

“Am I really getting these out?”

Minji took the scissors and tweezers out, drying them with a clean paper towel. She glanced at you while simultaneously opening the pack of cotton swabs.

“Disappointed?”

“Nope. Just seems early.”

“It’s been five weeks.” Minji chuckled, pouring a bit of rubbing alcohol onto a cotton swab to wipe down the tips of the scissors and tweezers.

“Time sure did fly, huh…”

Minji used a ladle to scoop a small amount of the boiling water into a cup, where she placed a few ice cubes inside to cool down the water. While the water cooled to a warm temperature, she set a bottle of antibacterial soap beside it as she used a spoon to scoop out the ice cubes.

“Are you ready? I’m about to clean it.” She warned, mixing a bit of the soap into the water, waiting for your ‘okay’.

“By all means.”

Minji smiled, pouring the soapy water onto a rag, careful not to spill everywhere. She pressed the warmed, soapy rag against your stitches, cleaning the area. You admired her concentrated expression as she grabbed a dry rag, drying the area.

“Again, are you ready?”

“Is it going to hurt?” You asked, to which Minji shook her head.

“It’s not supposed to. But please tell me if it does.” Minji met your eyes, sternly.

“Yes ma’am.”

She smirked, stifling back a laugh as she poured rubbing alcohol onto a new cotton swab, wiping down the area next.

Minji began to snip and pull up the sutures with the tweezers, followed by snipping each loop with the scissors. Minji carefully pulled each stitch out and surprisingly enough, it didn’t hurt as much as you thought. A slight stinging, but nothing painful.

After each stitch was removed, Minji used yet another rubbing alcohol-soaked cotton swab to clean the area again before dabbing antibiotic ointment over the wound area.

“And these,” she began to apply adhesive strips over where the stitches once were, “are just in case.”

“Thank you… That relieved some of the stinging.”

Minji smiled in relief, “good. Just try to be careful when you move. Getting them is more painful than taking them out.”

“Oh yeah. I will remember this next time I’m about to get shot.” You joked. Luckily, Minji knew you and your joke was able to land.

"You're safe now. I won't let anything hurt you, I promise."

“You’re my hero.” You smiled at her.

Minji let out at small laugh, nudging you. Judging by her reaction, she must’ve thought you were joking. Maybe you sounded sarcastic in your speech.

But you meant it.

If she hadn’t gotten to you as fast as she did after you were shot, you wouldn’t be alive to witness her taking your stitches out or even talk to her after so long of active duty during the war.

No. You were sure you wouldn’t be alive without her.

“I was serious,” you watched her clean up her supplies. “You saved me.”

Minji looked over at you, her eyes glistening in the sunlight that peeked through into the room.

She let out a soft sigh, walking back over to you, pressing her lips against your forehead.

“It wasn’t just me.”

“But it was just you who stopped the bleeding back at the ambush site. That saved my life just in time for me to undergo surgery.” You wanted her to give herself some credit. Even if she wasn’t the surgeon that removed the bullet fragments from your abdomen, she was the nurse that got you to the hospital and helped you recover after surgery.

“You were there for me when I couldn’t move around.” You added. She sat beside you, listening to you praise her.

“I love you, Y/N. Of course I was going to stay by your side.”

You smiled, feeling a sense of peace wash over you as you leaned forward, pressing your lips against hers. As you melted against her lips, you were grateful you survived.

Grateful that she never left your side.

"I love you, Minji," you said, your voice barely above a whisper when you pulled away, ending the kiss.

"I love you too, Y/N," Minji replied, smiling at you sweetly. "Always have."

[deukeuniverse]

Back to Your Heart - 3. tell her i died

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[panda-writes-kpop]

I'll crawl home to her ~ k. mj.

a/n: only one week late woo!! improvements are happening, y'all!! happy belated jiu/minji day! wrote this at the request of @dark-night-insomniac - enjoy, my platonic soulmate <3

tw: arranged marriages, love at her sight trope, running away from responsibilities (me too), quick mention of blood, reader is a professional little shit

wc: 1.8k

summary: your party-crashing antics go awry when you sneak into the engagement party that celebrates the union of the oldest Kim girl and another high-ranking member of society. you don't expect that Kim girl to be Minji, the one you've been dreaming of for weeks, or for Kim Minji to recognize you right away.

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To mask oneself is often a way of hiding emotions, to shield yourself from any physical, mental, or emotional harm. A mask hides your identity from the world and yourself, if you keep the mask on long enough. For you, a mask was most useful for some good, old-fashioned hell-raising.

Dressed in your second-best outfit (to sneak into the party required going through a muddy stretch of road, and your maid would’ve had a fit if you got something on your future engagement outfit), you slip past the guards and head inside of the Kim manor.

You adjust your mask as you’ve landed directly in enemy territory - the Kim family and yours have been feuding for many generations- and you didn’t need the backlash from your appearance. 

Siyeon links her arm with yours as you navigate through the party, one that was supposed to celebrate the engagement of the oldest Kim girl to another. You felt bad for the girl - the Kim family was old-fashioned, and had taken to arranged marriages to marry off for the girl. At least your family lets you decide on your marriage partner, even if the stuffy clothes and constant public appearances could be a little much for you.

“Are you sure this is a good idea?” Siyeon whispers as you hand her a vial filled with a red liquid. 

“No, but it’ll be hilarious if we manage to pull this off.” You say as she hides the vial within the deepest pockets of her overcoat. 

“Why do I have to help with all of your schemes? Why not drag along one of my cousins?”

“Dami would never agree to do something this daring, and Gahyeon would babble to her parents and get us caught before we even started.” You explain before placing a hand on her shoulder. “Remember, if you get caught-”

“-Play the foreigner card, I know.” Siyeon finishes your statement before smiling to herself. “My life would be too simple if we weren’t friends.”

“There’s the Siyeon I know.” You rub her shoulder before offering her a parting sentiment. “Be careful, and make sure to keep your head down if you run into a Kim.”

“Got it.” She blends into the moving crowd too easily as you allow yourself to be pushed towards the main center of buzz and activity. The gardens surrounding the manor are gorgeous, but they don’t hold a candle to the interior of the manor itself.

The ballroom that you find yourself in is expansive and wider than you could’ve imagined, covered head-to-toe in expensive wallpaper, flooring, and decorations.

“It’s beautiful.” One of the party-goers stares in amazement as another comments on the interior.

It’s tacky, you think as you automatically roll your eyes, and you’re impressed too easily.

Is your home nearly as fancy as this? No.

Do you feel a small spark of jealousy within you? Perhaps.

You drown the negative feelings with a glass of champagne. Maybe two glasses would be the best way to enjoy the fireworks to come?

It’s all fun and games, games that you’ve played plenty of times before, until you see her.

You know who she is - she’s a Kim girl, but you were completely unaware that she was the oldest Kim girl. 

Your first and only interaction with her happened when you were out with Siyeon, playing around as you normally did.

“Ah, I apologize, ma’am.” You bow to the girl who you’ve nearly sent tumbling to the ground, all because Siyeon has bad aim.  

“No, it’s alright, my dress is the only thing that is harmed.” She turns and shows you the small amount of mud on the bottom of her skirt.

“Let me pay for it,” You say before noticing the Kim family crest on her attire, “and I can walk you home if you’d like?”

“That would be wonderful, thank you.” She nods before taking her arm. “Forgive my rudeness. My name is Kim Minji.”

“Minji,” You repeat to yourself, “what a lovely name.”

You both had chatted for hours, long past the time it would take to clean her dress and walk her back to the manor. Minji never questioned how you knew exactly where the manor was, or the fact that you made a few shortcuts to avoid your home.

“Thank you for your utmost kindness,” She smiles before pressing a soft kiss to your cheek, “and good night to you.”

“Good night.” You mumble to her as she lets go of your arm and heads inside of the gates.

It was worth the lecture from your housekeeper for being late to dinner, and you weren’t able to keep the smug smile off of your face until you fell asleep that night.

You never forgot Minji, she was the girl in your dreams. The one you’d dream of running away from this fanciful life with. You weren’t sure that your feelings were mutual - you only met her once, of course. 

Minji looks radiant in her princess-style dress that spills out over her feet and onto the floor. You’d swear she was a princess herself if the family crest on her arm didn’t give away her current familial standing. 

You notice that her fiancé is off in the distance, drinking a little more than they should. They weren’t royalty, not by any means, but a respectable match for a lady of Minji’s standing. 

Minji greets a few of her closest friends and family before wandering into the crowd. You find yourself pushing through the many people inside of the ballroom, wondering if you’ll even be able to catch her before she sees the one she’s supposed to marry. 

Luckily, the crowd breaks just enough for you to see the back of Minji’s dress. Once you’re an arms-length away, you lightly tap her shoulder as you think of something to say.

“Thank you for coming to my party, you’re-” Her beautiful smile causes your heart to pound as you’re left speechless. “You’re the stranger from a few weeks ago, the one that helped clean up my dress and walked me home.”

“How did you know it was me?” You ask.

“I could recognize you in a crowd of millions, and besides,” She leans in close to you, “I saw the family crest on the inside of your overcoat.”

“Ah,” You shyly pull the overcoat closer to your body, “you know my secret, then?”

“It wasn’t much of a secret to begin with, really.” She shrugs before backing up and laughing. “What mayhem are you here to cause?”

“I wasn’t-”

“-I know of the things you’ve done, and I must say, I’m quite… amused by you.” Minji folds her arms after fixing her hair. “You have such a notable reputation.”

“Now you sound like my mother.” You roll your eyes before silently laughing. “I knew you were a Kim girl, and I was surprised by your kindness and grace. My parents had raised me to hate your family, but I’m starting to think that they were just blinded by past feuds and bitterness.”

“We should make new beginnings for ourselves, then. Wipe the slate new.” She offers you her hand, which you gladly take. “To new beginnings?”

“To new beginnings.” You take a sip of your champagne as she squeezes your hand.

“May I tell you something, in confidence?” She asks as a waiter takes your empty glass.

“Of course, Minji, you may.” You let go of her hand as she takes your arm and leads you to a nearby balcony.

“In all truthfulness, I haven’t been able to sleep without seeing your face. You’ve managed to consume my sleeping moments, as well as some of my waking ones. I never knew how someone could be so enchanted by a stranger, but you, you’re… so different.” Minji softly confesses to you. “I was okay with the arranged marriage, it was always going to be a part of my life as a Kim, but now I want so much more.”

“I’ve felt similarly, in all honesty. I never was one for balls and suitors, but you have completely changed my mind. My foolish tricks were not the only things that brought me here tonight. I was hoping you would see me, and maybe I would have a chance, but…” You trail off as you stare at her fiancé. “You have someone here for you.”

“I-” She pauses as a guard storms into the ballroom.

“There appears to be… unsavory company in our midst. We are requesting all attendees report to their nearest guard to be checked for the family crest that they adorn.” The guard announces as a few more appear behind him.

Well, shit.

“C’mon, I know of a secret passageway. I can help you escape.” Minji pulls you towards the exit as you try to hide your face with your overcoat.

~

Your escape from the party was a lot less eventful than you expected. You ended up in Minji’s private garden when the passage door closed behind you.

“I don’t think I will be able to express my gratitude for you, Minji.” You say before sitting on a park bench.

“It was my pleasure to help you.” She gently pulls up her skirt before sitting next to you. “Pray tell, how will you make your daring escape?”

“The hedges aren’t too tall or thick, so I could climb over or squeeze through them, depending on the durability of my pants.” You lightly pick at the stitching as she laughs. “Then, I will use the nighttime to sneak away to my home, where my housemaid will surely belittle me until I fall asleep.”

“It sounds perfect, except for one thing.”

“What’s that?” You tilt your head in confusion.

“Doesn’t the adventurer, after escaping near death, need to show their affection for the love interest before they leave?”

You chuckle before lightly smacking your head.

“Of course, how could I forget?”

You lean in and softly kiss her lips as her arms wrap around you. You deepen the kiss as your arms meet her waist, and you find yourself missing her lips as soon as they leave yours.

“Would the love interest like to travel with the adventurer, explore the world a bit, before settling down?” You unwrap yourself from Minji before standing up and offering her your hand.

“What would their family and friends say?”

“Nothing bad, if they truly cared for the person they were traveling with,” You smile as she grabs your hand, “and I truly care for you with all of my heart.”

“Then I suppose a bit of traveling couldn’t hurt, then.”

The two of you wander into the night, far away from the places you call home, in hopes of finding what truly lies behind the walls that have entrapped the both of you. Maybe you’ll find peace, or another place to stay.

Or maybe you’ll realize how much you need Minji, how you’d crawl home to her from the pits of hell if you had to.

Maybe you’ll find nothing at all and return back to your normal lives.

But as you hold Minji’s hand and run through the forest with her, it seems like everything is possible. The world is at your fingertips, ready for a new story to be told by a new generation.

[authorforrosie]

Heyy 🥺 I think it's my first ever time uploading a request on this site and i am still kinda shy but i rly rly rly liked your latest work about SuA 😞💞 Literally made my heart flutter 👉👈 I wonder if you would be interested in writing some more Dreamcatcher fluff. Anything will work <3 Perhaps a scenario about Gahyeon doing something with you for the first time in the relationship

Title: Gahyeon kissing you for the first time.

Pairing: Gahyeon x You. [GxG]

Warnings: None besides fluffiness

Words: 1043

Author Note: thank you sweet human for requesting! I feel very honored to know that you really really really liked my latest work with SuA.❣️

You've been dating Gahyeon since almost eight months. Sometimes you couldn't believe that you are dating such a cute innocent pure woman. Who has your whole heart. Even when you join her on a important event or award show she always stares at you with literally heart eyes.

Gahyeon is so in love with you and your whole personality. You think it's adorable when her cheeks flushed red in a blush after you asked for consent to touch her or hug her. Gahyeon found it absolutely adorable when you asked for consent to be physically affectionate with her.

Gahyeon was in the recording booth which you thought is very cute. Since the black headphones are bigger than her. You thought it's absolutely adorable the way she moved while she sang.

You sat down on the couch where her bandmates were sitting and chatting with each other about their upcoming album. Once they noticed you Dami didn't hesitate to involving you into their conversation. Since she promised Gahyeon when you started dating that she would always be there for you when Gahyeon couldn't.

„Are you excited for our upcoming album, Y/N...?" Asked JiU with curiousness in her voice.

All six of them glanced at you waiting for your reply. Handong and Yoohyeon pouted while glancing at you with hope and puppy eyes.

„Yes I am very excited for your upcoming album since you guys always have the best concepts. I can't wait to see the outfits and what your new concept means." Answered you with excitement in your voice. You definitely couldn't wait to see what their new album holds for secrets and meaning of concept.

The six bandmates of Gahyeon couldn't stop smiling when you mentioned your excitement for their upcoming album. You are very precious towards all of them.

„There is our cute humble human Gahyeon...!" Announced Yoohyeon with excitement in her voice.

Gahyeon grins when she walked into the music studio. She didn't hesitate to walk behind you. She wrapped her arms around your stomach from behind. She kissed your cheeks which flushed red in a blush.

„There is my beautiful and intelligent woman. I am so in love with you my baby girl..." whispered Gahyeon in your ear with admiration in her voice.

Your cheeks flushed red in a blush which Gahyeon and her bandmates definitely noticed. JiU nudged the others to give you and their very precious Gahyeon some privacy.

„We will take a break for a while. We will see you later. Enjoy your time together. Use protection." Announcement JiU with amusement in her voice.

„Unnie!!!!" Whined Gahyeon with embarrassment in her voice.

Everyone expect of Gahyeon giggled. You giggled and kissed her red flushed cheeks. She had an embarrassed expression on her face.

„Bye bye unnies see you later." Said Gahyeon with excitement in her voice. She pushed her unnies out of the door before closing the door. She locked the door and had a happy expression on her face.

She grins when she saw you pouting. You couldn't help yourself from missing physical contact with her. Which is longer than holding each other or kissing each other's cheeks.

„I missed you today my girl..." Confessed you with happiness in your voice. Gahyeon walked towards you and wrapped her arms around your waist. You wrapped your arms around her neck.

She didn't know what to say since she only felt like looking at your lips and back at your eyes. She wanted to kiss you passionately for the first time. She only didn't know how to ask you or how to ask if you are alright with the first kiss. You leaned closer and closer until she could feel your breath on her lips. Your breath smelled like peppermint. She could smell your cherry chapstick.

„I have to ask Y/N. Do you allow me to kiss you...?" Asked Gahyeon hesitated with care in her voice.

She had hope in her eyes when she looked at you like you are the only woman in the whole world for her. In that moment you knew that you wanted to kiss her and love her even more than you already do.

„Yes I do babe..." Answered you with desperation in your voice. You felt like you needed to know what her kisses taste like. You needed to feel her lips on yours.

She had a sparkle of happiness in her eyes and you felt her hands trembling when she put them on your cheeks to caressing them with her thumbs. Your cheeks flushed red in a blush just like her cheeks. She kissed your lips when your lips touched hers. You enjoyed the way her lips felt on yours.

You both had red flushed cheeks in a blush with a happily grin when Gahyeon pulled away from the kiss. It caused you to be pouting right away. You immediately missed feeling her lips on yours. She smirked when she saw you pouting. Gahyeon immediately kissed you passionately again since she couldn't take your pouting anymore.

You wrapped your arms around her neck to play with the baby hairs. She gasped when you pulled slightly on the baby hairs on her neck. Which caused you to smirk. You felt very happy around Gahyeon.

Four hours after arrived the rest of Gahyeon's bandmates to finish recording their parts. So that everyone can go home together without needing to wait a long time to finish everything.

Of course they didn't hesitate to be teasing you and Gahyeon most of the time. Which caused your and Gahyeon's cheeks to flush red in a blush. Her bandmates giggled when they saw your reaction.

„Y/N you are like a family for us. We absolutely appreciate you and love you no matter what happens. You and Gahyeon are very adorable together. I am so proud of you both and your relationship together. It's been very glowing." Confessed JiU the leader with happiness and seriousness in her voice.

JiU and SuA pulled you closer to dance with them randomly while Gahyeon, Yoohyeon, Dami and Siyeon sang together bombayah by Blackpink.

You definitely couldn't wait to marry her someday since you already know that she is the one. She is the love of your absolutely life.

[thirtyn1ne]

🎐 dreamcatcher

◇ characters ◇ xiao

◇ tags ◇ fluff, xiao is down bad for you

◇ a/n ◇ @calicoree's prompt inspired me so i just had to sldfjlsdjkf

the familiar, clear-sounding clinks of jade stones and gold graces xiao’s auditory senses, and the corner of his lips quirk upwards. he counts silently inside his head, golden eyes closed as he basks in the rhythmical sound of your footsteps and your favorite accessory.

a hundred and eighty two.

he longs for your touch, for your warm hugs and the way your arms contain him so easily. craves the softness of your body wrapped around him, overheating his skin and drawing a blush on his cheeks.

a hundred and seventeen.

he longs for your incessant nagging. the way you try to square up against him and poke his chest as you emphasize your words with that adorable puff on your cheeks. the clear worry for his wellbeing in full display, making him feel as if he was some kind of a rare treasure and not a bedraggled soldier who was destined to meet his end soon.

sixty two.

he longs to hear your voice, rambling about your day and what you’ve been doing while you were fluttering about like an energetic butterfly in a field of flowers. he wishes he could be with you at all times, to be by your side in all of your experiences himself, to protect you from anyone who has slighted you and all the bad things in this world.

twenty three.

he longs…. for you. your presence, your love, your silly little anklet that you bought and showed off to him with excitement after saving up for months because "they’re real jades and now we both match!"

he tells you you’re being stupid but he loves how it looks on you.

ten.

he opens his eyes and shifts from his comfortable position, standing tall on top of the roof as he waits. somehow it feels even longer than the eons of demon conquering he has suffered through. the clinks get louder and louder, more frequent, as if you’re running to him- no, it’s not an ‘as if’ - you are running to him.

zero.

“xiao!”

your beloved materializes right in front of you, and your hands instantly cup his cheeks with soft, tender touches that doesn't befit a warrior like him - but how can he not indulge you when the love in your smiles seem to burn brighter whenever he lets you touch him?

like the melodic chimes of your jewelry and the pleasant ring of your laugh, his heartbeat stutters within his cheeks, and he allows himself to smile back in your presence.

“you’re here, my dreamcatcher.”

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inyun

PAIRING ↬ next door neighbor!mark lee x fem!reader

TAGS ↬ fluff, romance, slight angst, potential soulmates, past lives au, friends to (?), shared dreams, the idea of inyun/inyeon or “fate”

SUMMARY ↬ when you move into a small apartment complex in seoul, your next-door neighbor, mark lee, seems like nothing more than an ordinary guy. but as the two of you get to know each other more, it suddenly feels like you’ve known him forever. then mark mentions his grandmother's belief in 인연. the idea that every encounter is woven by threads of fate. are these coincidences between you and mark really accidental or is there something deeper going on?

WORD COUNT ↬ 3.7k+

AUTHOR’S NOTE ↬ somebody (me) decided to rewatch past lives 🙈 this was supposed to be fluff and a gift for @https-lvesick but finals week started sinking in… thank you to my saviors @viasdreams and @polarisjisung for beta reading, love y'all <33

PLAYLIST ↬ jazz bar - dreamcatcher; mago - gfriend; you - nct dream; dejavu - nu’est w; wham bam shang-a-lang - silver

THERE IS A WORD IN KOREAN:

"인연"

it means providence or fate. 

but it's specifically about the relationships between people. 

it's an "인연" if two strangers even walk by each other in the street and their clothes accidentally brush. because it means there must have been something between them in their past lives.

Your apartment door was wide open, boxes half-unpacked and filling the hallway. You’d tried to keep things organized, but between the moving of your furniture and the delivery guy calling for directions, you slowly lost your organization.

You were crouched on the floor, handling a box of kitchenware, when you heard a muffled voice behind you.

“Uh, hi? Excuse me?”

Startled, you turned to see a guy standing at the end of the hallway, a paper bag balanced in one hand and a set of keys dangling from the other. He was dressed in a simple hoodie and sweatpants, glasses fixed upon his face, and his hair slightly tousled like he’d just rolled out of bed.

“Are… are you my new neighbor?” he asked in Korean, motioning toward the boxes that completely blocked his door.

“Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry!” your voice squeaked as you responded in some broken korean, not mentally prepared to face a neighbor on the first day of moving him. You scrambled to move a tower of books out of his way. “I didn’t realize—let me just—”

“It’s fine, really,” he interrupted in English this time with a small laugh. “I’m Mark, by the way. Do you speak English?”

“Oh!” You paused mid-shove, shocked at his perfect accent. “Yes. Yes I do.” You were suddenly aware of how disheveled you looked. “Y/N,” you replied, brushing stray hair from your face. “Nice to meet you, and again, sorry for the mess. Your English is really good.”

“No worries. Happens to the best of us,” Mark said, crouching to help move the heavier boxes. “I’m from Canada, so English is kind of my thing.”

“Aah. I see.” You nodded, still mortified.

“This is your first day here?”

“Yeah. My friends were supposed to help, but they bailed at the last minute. So here I am, single-handedly creating a big explosive mess.”

Mark chuckled, lifting a box with ease. “I’d say you’re doing a pretty solid job for one person. Though... maybe try not to block your neighbors' doors next time.”

“Noted,” you said with an embarrassed laugh, standing to hold the door open as he slid the box inside.

When the hallway was clear, you expected him to leave, but he stayed, looking at the stacks of boxes still waiting to be unpacked. “Need an extra pair of hands?”

“Oh, no, you don’t have to—”

“I insist,” Mark said with a grin. “I’m a pro at this. Moved like five times in the last three years.”

Before you could protest further, Mark rolled up his sleeves and got to work. He moved like he really had done this a hundred times, lifting heavy items with ease and made the process less awkward with his small jokes.

“This box says ‘Bathroom,’ but it’s definitely full of shoes,” he teased, pulling out a pair of sneakers.

“Okay, maybe I got a little lazy with the labels,” you admitted.

“Lazy? Nah, this is strategic. Keeps life exciting,” he quipped, tossing the sneakers back in.

You laughed, the tension from earlier fading away. Somehow, he’d turned what felt like a stressful task into something almost fun.

Once the last box was inside, Mark clapped his hands together. “Mission accomplished. And since I’m basically your hero now, I think I’ve earned a reward. Got any snacks?”

You blinked, caught off guard. “Uh, I have… instant ramen?”

Mark grinned. “Perfect. My favorite.”

After settling in for a few days, you don’t encounter Mark again. That is, until a series of random moments start pulling you back into his orbit.  

On one of those nights, just past 9 p.m., the apartment complex suddenly plunges into darkness. The familiar buzz of your refrigerator stops, and the streetlights outside shut off, leaving your apartment only dimly lit from the moon. 

Groaning, you fumble around for your phone, only to realize the battery is at 4%. Great. You grab a flashlight, slowly open your door, and step out into the hallway, hoping to find someone who knows what is going on. 

That’s when you spot him.

Mark is sitting on the floor just outside his door, a small stack of candles beside him.

“Hey,” he greets, a faint smile on his face as he waves a lighter. “Power’s out in the whole block, apparently. Wanna borrow a candle?”

You take in his setup and smirk. He’s surrounded by neatly arranged tea lights and thick pillar candles.“Uh, are you in a cult or something?”

“Eh, my grandma’s kinda superstitious. Always told me to keep candles around the house just in case,” he says, shrugging. “I thought she was overreacting, but turns out she’s kind of a genius.”

You sit down a few feet away, gratefully accepting a candle he lights for you. The flame brightens up the dark hallway, leaving warm shadows on Mark’s face.

“So,” you start, leaning against the wall, “What do you normally do during blackouts? Just... sit around and wait?”

“Basically. Or… get this,” he says, a mischievous glint in his eyes, “People actually talk to each other. Crazy, right? You could, I don’t know, tell me something about yourself. Like… how many candles do you keep at home?”

“None,” you admit holding up your flashlight. “This is all I’ve got. I guess I’m doomed in a blackout. Your grandma would be so disappointed in me.”

“She would,” he agrees with a laugh. “But I’ll let it slide. Only because you’re new here.”

The conversation flows easily after that. You both begin trading random facts: Your favorite childhood snacks, his love for playing guitar, the time you accidentally dyed your hair orange trying to bleach it yourself. He counters with a tale of a botched bleach job that left him looking like a walking science experiment for months. 

Minutes turn into an hour, the candles continuing to burn as the two of you share quiet laughter and stories. And for the first time that night, the darkness doesn’t feel so bad.

—

A few days later, you’re hauling overstuffed grocery bags up the stairs when Mark pokes his head out of his apartment. His hair is tousled, and he’s wearing an oversized hoodie that practically swallows him whole.

“Oh, hey!” he calls, his face lighting up when he spots you. “Need help?”

“I got it, thanks!” you manage to say, despite your arms straining and the bag handles digging into your fingers.  

Before you can argue, Mark is already down the hall, grabbing it from you, and effortlessly carrying it to your door. “Looks like this thing was holding on for dear life,” he teases, hoisting it easily as he follows you to your door.

“You didn’t have to—”

“I was gonna knock on your door anyway,” he interrupts with a grin. “I baked something earlier and thought you might want to try it.”

That makes you pause mid-door unlock. “You bake?”

“Why does everyone react like that?” he says with mock offense. “Yes, I bake. Don’t look so shocked.”

“You don’t look like the baking type. Or cooking.”

“Oh, I can’t cook.” He scowls as if thinking about a bad memory, “But baking is pretty easy. It’s just throwing everything into one bowl, mixing it up, and waiting. Piece of cake. Or, in this case, cookies.”

A few minutes later, you’re both sitting on your tiny kitchen floor, a plate of freshly baked cookies between you. The smell of warm chocolate and butter fills the air.

“These are amazing,” you say after taking a bite, your voice muffled by the cookie in your mouth.

Mark beams, leaning back against the counter. “Not bad, right? I got the recipe off some YouTube channel. Figured I’d test it out before offering it to my friends.”

You squint your eyes, pretending to look offended. “Wait, so I’m just the guinea pig?”

He admits, laughing. “Pretty much. But hey, honest opinion: too sweet? Not sweet enough?”

“Perfect,” you reply, reaching out for another. “But you should’ve added nuts. Makes it more sophisticated. Just make sure you aren’t allergic.”

He gasps, clutching his chest. “Sophisticated? Wow. Didn’t know I was baking for royalty.”

You chuckle, playfully tossing a crumpled napkin at him, and the conversation once again flows effortlessly from there. You laugh over Mark’s failed attempts at “fancy” macarons, and somehow turn into stories about childhood food disasters.

By the time the plate is empty and an hour has vanished. With Mark, even the simplest moments feel like they belong in a movie.

—

Then it’s yet another lazy Sunday when the doorbell rings. You open the door to find Mark holding a massive box labeled 50-pack instant ramen.

“I think this is yours,” he says, biting back a laugh.

You glance at the label and groan. “Oh my God. I ordered five. Five!”

“Well, congrats,” he says, handing you the box. “Looks like you’re set for the next year.”

You sigh, dragging the box inside. A few minutes later, there’s another knock. Mark’s returned to your door, grinning this time.

“You know,” he starts, leaning against the doorframe, “if you need help finishing all that ramen, I’m just next door. We could, like, host a ‘ramen buffet.’ Charge admission or something.”

You snort. “Sure. I’ll make you the first VIP guest. Free ramen for life.”

“That’s the best offer I’ve ever gotten,” he says, eyes sparkling. “But seriously, I’ll take a few packs off your hands if it’s too much. My midnight snack stash could use a refill.”

Later, you text him a picture of your pantry. 

YOU: Your VIP pass is ready 

MARK: I’ll bring the chopsticks! 😂

The first time the dream comes, it’s vivid enough to remember even after you wake up. In the dream you’re walking through a bustling marketplace, the air thick with the scents and noise of those around you. People push past you, but you don’t feel overwhelmed by them. Instead, there’s a strange pull, like a thread tugging at your body. You turn your head and catch a glimpse of someone—a young man with a warm smile, eyes glinting in the sunlight, and a soft laugh that echoes through the din. 

You can’t see his face clearly, but his hand brushes yours as he passes. And in that moment, it leaves a spark. A warmth that feels almost familiar.

When you wake up, the details are already fading, but the feeling of that touch, that spark, seems to linger, and you can’t seem to get it out of your head.

A few days later, you're sitting with Mark in the hallway outside your apartments, the floor scattered with takeout boxes and empty soda cans. The two of you have somehow fallen into the habit of these late-night talks, sharing parts of your day and random thoughts that cross your mind in the moment.

“Have you ever had weird dreams?” you ask, swirling the straw in your drink.

Mark leans back against the wall, his hair slightly messy from running his hand through it too many times. “Weird how?”

“Like…” You pause, trying to find the right words. “Like they’re not just dreams. More like memories. But not yours.”

Mark raises an eyebrow, intrigued. “Okay, now you’ve got me curious. Spill.”

You chuckle, feeling a little silly but continuing anyway. “I’ve been dreaming about this place—a market or something. It’s super crowded, and I’m just walking around. But then…” Your voice trails off as the memory becomes clearer in your mind. “There’s this guy. I don’t know him, but when I see him, it’s like I do. And when our hands brush…”

Mark’s expression shifts, his playful smile fading into something more serious. He sits up straighter. “Wait. You said a market?”

“Yeah.”

“And… hands brushing?” he asks, his voice quieter now.

Your stomach flips. “Yeah. Why?”

He hesitates, running a hand through his hair again. “Okay, this is going to sound crazy, but… I’ve had the exact same dream.”

For a moment, the world feels like it’s spinning. You blink at him, looking for any hint that he’s maybe joking, but his face is earnest, his brows furrowed like he’s trying to solve a mystery.

“No way,” you say, laughing nervously. “You’re messing with me.”

“I’m not!” Mark protests, holding up his hands in mock surrender. “I swear. There’s a market, right? And I’m just walking, but then I see someone—you, I guess? And when our hands touch, it’s like—”

“—like a spark,” you finish for him, your voice barely above a whisper.

Mark stares at you, his eyes wide. “Exactly.”

The air between you grows silent, the laughter and casual banter from earlier replaced by something more ominous.

“Do you think it means something?” you ask after a long pause, your voice trying to stabilize itself.

Mark lets out a deep breath, his gaze fixed on the ceiling. “My grandma used to say that some people are connected through 인연—fate, you know? Like… maybe we knew each other before. In another life.”

You study his face, the soft curve of his jaw and the way his lips press together like he’s holding back more than he’s saying out loud. “Do you believe that?”

He turns to look at you, a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. “I don’t know. But if it’s true…” He pauses, his gaze dropping to his hands, which rest in his lap. “Maybe it’s why I feel like I’ve known you forever, even though we just met.”

Your breath catches, his words affecting something deep inside you. The dreams, the strange familiarity, the unexplainable pull towards him, the way you could spend hours with each other, you’ve felt since the day you moved in. It’s all beginning to make a strange kind of sense. 

You don’t say anything, but your hand brushes his as you reach for your drink, and in that moment, the spark from your dream seems to jolt back to life.

Mark glances down, his fingers twitching as if he’s tempted to close the gap. Instead, he looks at you.“Maybe we’re just imagining things,” he says softly, but the hope in his voice betrays his words.

“Maybe,” you reply, though you’re not sure you believe it either.

For the rest of the night, neither of you mention the dreams again. But when you go to bed, the image of two hands brushing in a crowded marketplace still lingers in your mind, clearer than ever.

It’s a Friday evening, and you’re sitting on Mark’s couch, a blanket thrown over both of your laps. The faint smell of popcorn fills the air as a half-watched movie plays on the screen. Mark’s head is tilted back, his eyes weary from the long day, his fingers idly drumming to a beat on the couch cushion between you.

You glance at him, noting how cozy it seems here. It’s moments like these that feel strange… and effortless. Like you’ve done this a thousand times before.

“Hey,” you say, nudging his arm lightly. “You’re zoning out. The movie isn't that bad.”

Mark snorts, turning his head toward you. “Oh, yeah? Name one character besides the main guy.”

“Uh... The dog?”

“Exactly.” He laughs, his eyes crinkling in that way that makes your stomach flip.

But before you can laugh along, his phone buzzes on the coffee table, breaking the moment. Mark’s smile fades as he leans forward to grab it. You watch his face shift—something serious.

“Who is it?” you ask, your voice careful.

“It’s... uh, an email. From SM,” he says, mentioning the entertainment company where he’s been interning. He hesitates, scrolling through the message. “They want me to come in for a meeting. Apparently, there’s a potential opening on one of their teams in Vancouver.”

You sit up straighter. “Vancouver? Like... Canada?”

He nods, his thumb still hovering over his phone screen. “Yeah. They���ve got this big international project coming up, and I guess they think I’d be a good fit.”

You’re silent for a moment, the weight of his words setting in. “That’s... amazing, Mark. Congratulations.”

“Thanks.” His tone is quiet, almost hesitant, and it doesn’t match the words. He sets his phone back down and leans back again, trying to avoid your gaze.

“So,” you say, trying to sound nonchalant even as your chest tightens, “you’re thinking of going?”

Mark runs a hand through his hair, a nervous habit you’ve noticed over the months. “I don’t know yet. It’s a huge opportunity, but... I’d have to leave. Like, soon.”

“Right,” you say, your voice a little too steady. “It makes sense. You’ve been working toward something like this for a long time.”

He finally looks at you, his dark eyes searching. “Yeah, but... leaving means leaving everything. Everyone.”

You know what he’s implying, but neither of you says it out loud.

—

It’s the day of Mark’s big decision. Whether to take the overseas job offer or stay in Seoul. You’ve been avoiding the topic, scared of what it might mean for you. But tonight, the two of you find yourselves on the rooftop of your apartment building. The breeze carries the faint scent of flowers that Mark planted the other day in the community garden.

You sit side by side on the edge, legs dangling over the low wall. Although dangerous, Mark always promised that he’d catch you if you fell. He also wrapped a blanket around your shoulders. He’s always thoughtful like that.

For a while, neither of you says anything, just watching the sun slowly start to descend down the bustling city. 

Finally, Mark breaks the silence. “You know, I’ve been thinking a lot about 인연.”

You turn to look at him. His face is painted in soft, golden light. “Yeah? What about it?”

He chuckles softly, almost nervously, running a hand through his hair. “At first, I thought it was just a cool idea. Like, ‘Oh, that’s neat. Fate and past lives and stuff.’ But… I don’t know. Every time I’m with you, it feels like there’s something bigger happening. Like I’ve known you forever, and I don’t even know why.”

Your breath catches. Hearing him say it out loud makes it feel so much more real than you imagined in your head. “I feel it too. Like… we’ve been here before. Not just on this rooftop, but in some other life, in some other time.”

Mark finally turns to you, his eyes searching yours. “But what if we’re just making this up? What if we’re using fate as an excuse to… I don’t know, hold onto something that isn’t real?”

The vulnerability in his voice shakes you. He’s scared, just like you are. Scared of the intensity of it all, scared of what it means to let go. Or to keep holding on.

You take a deep breath, trying to find the right words.

“I don’t know if this is fate, Mark. I don’t know if some invisible thread tied us together, or if we’re just two people who got lucky enough to meet. But maybe it doesn’t matter. Maybe it’s not about why we found each other, but what we do with it now.”

Mark looks at you, his lips parting as if to speak, but he hesitates. You can tell he’s turning your words over in his mind, weighing them. “So… what do we do with it? What if I take the job? What if I leave? Does that mean we weren’t meant to be?”

“It doesn’t have to mean anything.” You reach for his hand, your fingers brushing before he laces them with yours. “You taking the job or staying doesn’t erase what we’ve shared. If this is fate, Mark, it’ll find a way to bring us back together. And if it’s not… then I’ll still be grateful for every moment we’ve had.”

“You make it sound so easy. Like letting go wouldn’t completely wreck me.” His grip tightens, and you see his throat bob as he swallows hard. 

You smile, but there’s a little sadness to your voice. “Who says letting go has to mean goodbye? Maybe it just means letting the story unfold the way it’s meant to.”

The silence that follows feels heavy but not uncomfortable. You can see the wheels turning in Mark’s mind. He’s thinking, unsure of what to say. 

Finally, he exhales a long, shaky breath. “I don’t know if I believe in fate, either. But I believe in you. And I believe in us.”

Your heart skips a beat, but he’s not done yet.

“So… if I stay, it won’t be because I’m afraid of losing whatever this is. It’ll be because I want to keep building it with you. And if I go… it’ll be because I know we’re strong enough to handle the distance.”

Tears prick at your eyes, and you laugh softly, shaking your head. “You always know exactly what to say, don’t you?”

He grins, that familiar smile that’s become so dear to you.

“Not really. I’m just winging it.”

You both laugh, the warmth from your voices cutting through the bittersweetness of the moment. The future feels uncertain, but for the first time, that uncertainty doesn’t feel so scary.

As the last rays of sunlight fade, you rest your head on his shoulder, feeling the steady beat of his heart. Whether it’s fate, luck, or sheer coincidence, you’re here now. And for now, that’s enough.

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[minjiarchive]

silent treatment | g!p yoohyeon x fem!reader

kinda short but still enjoy it while i make something better 😭

warning / smut, (yooh and reader were in an argument?)

“You still want to ignore me now, Y/N?”

You shook your head vigorously in response, partially feeling bad for avoiding her after the previous argument you had but you also didn't want her to stop thrusting herself in you either. The pace was strong – maybe even brutal from the way you could feel your legs giving out.

She wasn't too happy when you started giving her the silent treatment, she hated it. You'd brushed her off a few times but still look at her as she walks away from you, noticing the smirk she had on her face every time. Yoohyeon knew you were too weak to push her away, so she didn't do anything about it until now.

“So pathetic... you were ignoring me earlier and now you're struggling to stay quiet,” Yoohyeon said, letting out a laugh as if she was mocking you. She took you from the front to see you slowly lose control, kissing your lips and only pulling away suddenly when she knew you needed more.

“I know it feels too good to keep your mouth shut.”

“Yoohyeon, I'm sorry-”

“Don't even,” Cutting you off after just hearing the first couple of words fall from your lips. 'Sorry' wasn't enough for her in the moment. She was going to make you do way more than just apologize.

“I'll only forgive you once you've proven it to me.”

You whined at that – almost sounding high-pitched like a puppy. It already turned you on from how rough she was handling you, but thinking about how much more fun she'll have with you tonight made the ache between your legs worsen.

“Please, Yoohyeon... I promise you I will.”

One of her hands rested on your stomach as a way to support herself on top while the other hand gripped your thigh firmly. She held your leg in place to keep you spread open as she fucked you hard with no mercy. Some of her thrusts were fast and deep, but would pull the occasional 'teasing card' by pulling out of you slowly before pounding herself back in.

“Quiet,” She hushed you quickly with a kiss as you were unable to contain the quiet whimpers that slipped past your parted lips. You tried holding them in, and not even biting down on your tongue worked as you felt her pulling length out of you again.

And just before you thought about letting out any more desperate moans, Yoohyeon whispered, “That pretty tongue will show me all that forgiveness on my cock tonight.” before shoving her cock down you again.

[kimbappykidding]

Imagine overhearing your crush, Jongho, getting rudely shut down by a mean idol and deciding to do something about it.

You thought there was nothing worse in the world than watching your crush ask out another girl but you were wrong. 

You'd known Jongho had a crush on Maisie even since he checked her out at an award show and the boys never let him forget it. So when you saw him heading towards her you knew what was going to happen and even though you were sad because he was asking out another girl he was your best friend so you just wanted him to be happy. You were stood on a platform near the girl and so you could hear the whole conversation. You went to move away until you heard her reply and it made you very angry indeed. "I'm sorry I'm just way too pretty for you" Maisie said and your jaw dropped. It's fine for a girl to say no to a guy but there's no reason to be rude about it. Sure if Jongho had been harassing her you'd be praising her for telling him how it is but he'd been nothing but respectful and nice to her. There was no reason for her to hurt him like this. "She did not just say that" you said and your fellow Dreamcatcher member Yoohyeon looked at you "what did she say?" but you shushed her because the conversation was carrying on. Jongho must've also been confused because she was now being even ruder. "Look I only date guys who are at least as good-looking as me and you're not so later" and she walked away. You saw she was actually smiling and felt anger surge through you "I'm going after her" you said but your members, who finally realised what was happening, knew in your current state that probably wasn't a good idea. "Y/n just wait a minute" Dami said and JiU nodded "yeah just take a moment to calm down" when Siyeon grabbed your arm "Y/n you have bigger issues, Jongho". You looked over to where he'd been and froze to see him making a beeline for the door clearly upset and rattled. "Shit" you swore "text Hongjoong and tell him I'll make sure Jongho gets home okay" and you rushed after him.

You found Jongho outside just sitting on the curb staring into space. "Jongho" you called and he looked up but didn't meet your eye. "Hey Y/n I just wanted some air" he said flatly and you nodded coming to sit beside him "okay". You'd known Jongho for 4 years now and in that time learned you just had to let him speak when he was ready. Jongho was silent for a few seconds before he sighed "you know don't you?". You paused before nodding "yeah I heard but Jongho please don't be upset, she's horrible and should be ashamed of herself". Jongho buried his head in his hands not speaking and you looked at him unsure of what to do. "Jongho?" you asked "do you want me to take you home?" and he nodded "yes please". You got him in your car and then paused. "I don't want to talk about it" Jongho said pre-empting your next question and you nodded "okay" and drove home in silence.

Once you got to Jongho's place you came inside and watched tv with him until his members came home. He was quiet all night and the guys asked what happened but he wouldn't tell them. They then asked you once he'd gone to bed and you shook your head "it's Jongho's story to tell, someone was just incredibly rude to him so he might be a little down the next few days. So just keep an eye on him and big him up as much as you can". The boys assured you they would and thanked you for being with him. "I'll always be there for Jongho" you replied and San smiled "Y/n where can I find a woman like you?" and you laughed "with that smile of yours you'll find one easily" and you said goodnight to them all before driving home. Your members were all anxious to know how Jongho was and were furious on his behalf. They didn't know exactly what Maisie said but could guess and all promised the next time they saw Jongho they'd be extra kind to him. You appreciated all their support and texted Jongho before you went to bed telling him you were here if he needed you but didn't get any reply. When you next saw Jongho he acted like that night never happened and you figured he was trying to move on so went along with it. Maisie didn't come up in your everyday conversation anyway so it was easy to pretend she never existed but there was an event looming on the horizon. The yearly Isac games. You knew Maisie’s group Porcelain was going to be there because you got a list of the attending groups a week before. You asked Jongho about the event and he didn't say much about it but you knew he was worried about seeing her again. He hadn't been at many events, especially not the socials afterwards since that night so this would be the first time he saw her. His members had worked out which group it was and which member and promised you they'd keep an eye on him. You saw Maisie enter before you saw Jongho and you tensed up watching her. She looked so happy and carefree and that bugged you. Gahyeon hugged you telling you to ignore her and you nodded taking her hand "yeah...I won't let her ruin my day" but of course she was everywhere you went. When you went to go grab a bib she was in front of you. When you were lining up on the track her group was right behind you. You kept hearing her annoying laugh, the same one she'd used when she rejected Jongho, and it bothered you insanely. So when you found out your group was facing Porcelain in a football match you were more than ready. You were competitive anyway but JiU made you promise to behave. "Don't start a fight with her or anything, not because I think you wouldn't win but more like I know you'd kick her ass and get told off" and you laughed "I would, wouldn't I?" and the girls chuckled. You were pretty good at football so were the striker and it just so happened Maisie was a defender. You sighed when you saw the position she'd been given, meaning she'd be with you all the time and Siyeon rubbed your arm "it's okay, you can beat her but just don't be excessive" and you nodded "okay". Anytime Maisie got the ball you dispossessed her and it was honestly quite cathartic but to be honest she didn't get the ball much because she acted like this was 50 years ago and screamed anytime the ball came near her. She'd then look around to see if anyone had noticed her reaction and adjust her hair telling you she wasn't really scared but was doing that annoying thing of pretending to be weak to appear more girly as if being weak had anything to do with being a woman. So you started marking other players because she was clearly no threat and you didn't want to be beside her any more than you had to be. You managed to score twice and were winning 3 - 1 when the literal golden opportunity arrived. They were playing music in the background and an Ateez song came on making you glance to where the boys were standing, cheering you in the stands. Then there was a scuffle on the pitch where one of Maisie's members pushed Handong nearly making her fall. The ball rolled away from the group of girls and directly to Maisie. She got the ball but didn't see you directly behind her. She actually giggled thinking she was in the clear and it was so perfect you smiled. You sprinted towards her and her fans started trying to warn her but it was too late. You tackled the ball from her, not even touching her, but with enough momentum, she was knocked to the floor with a child-like scream. You proceeded to the goal and shot it into the top right corner and your fans erupted into screams. Your teammates all cheered and you did a celebration dance. Maisie was furious because there was now mud on her face and she claimed you pushed her. The referee kept telling her you hadn't even touched her and that made her actually shriek. "God what a mess" Sua said and you giggled. You knew it was mean but after that, you tried to annoy Maisie as much as you could. You'd purposefully bump into her and anytime she so much as went near the ball you were there. She was clearly getting really annoyed with you and you actually heard her comment that girls like that shouldn't be allowed to play with normal girls. "If she falls on me she could literally injure me!" you heard her tell one of her members and you grinned "then maybe try and stay on your feet? Hard I know but give it a go" and you ran off. The hilarious part was she actually did try challenging you a few times too but you easily outmanoeuvred her by being faster, stronger and more skilled. You were enjoying this way too much but thankfully the whistle was called and you won. You didn't gloat too much but did cheer with your members. "Y/n you murdered her!" Handong cried and you laughed "well I guess it was just payback for Jongho" and they all nodded. "Plus revenge for knocking you down" you said to Handong who blushed and smiled. Nobody messed with the people you cared about. When you saw Ateez later the boys were similarly pleased with your performance and congratulated you. "Way to take out the trash Y/n!" Wooyoung cried and Seonghwa nodded "I thought she was actually going to try and fight you at one point". "Yeah like she'd be dumb enough to try that!" Yunho cried and you laughed thanking them all but one member was suspiciously quiet. Jongho. You figured he might just be quiet because of the circumstance but even later on when the event ended he still hadn't spoken to you. You thought this was odd so managed to find him backstage. "Hey" you said waving to him "how are you? I haven't seen you all day". Jongho nodded "fine" but didn't look up from his phone. You frowned "are you sure? You don't seem fine". "I'm fine" he repeated not coldly but firmly so you let it drop. After Isac Ateez were having a party and they invited your group and a few others. You went and noticed Jongho wasn't joining in. He claimed he was getting changed but spent nearly 2 hours in his room and when he appeared he just went outside so you followed him. "Hey" you called and Jongho nodded "hi". "So... you sure you're still okay?” you asked and Jongho just nodded. "Jongho look it's okay you're upset to see her. It's going to be awkward the first few times but it must've been great watching us beat her". Jongho sighed "yeah sure...watching your friend fight your battles feels great". You paused "what? I wasn't fighting your battle just giving her a taste of her own medicine”. Jongho shook his head "didn't look like it to me. Looked like I was too pathetic to act so you did instead". "Jongho people aren't going to think that” you argued but he shook his head "yes they are! People know we're friends and you made it so obvious you had a problem with Maisie. They can easily connect the dots". You frowned "I...well I don't think I embarrassed you. We're friends, why wouldn't I want to defend you?" you asked. Jongho sighed "but it makes me look so weak y/n!". "Why because a girl was defending you?" you asked. "No of course not! I've watched you beat Wooyoung up tons of times and cheered you on. I know you're strong and have no issues with that". "So what about me was so embarrassing?" you asked. When Jongho couldn't reply you shook your head "sorry for trying to help" you said "next time I won't so I won't humiliate you" and stormed away. Jongho watched you go and lasted 10 seconds before he rushed after you, the guilt setting in but you’s disappeared!The house was pretty full but he spotted your members and approached them. They just wordlessly pointed to the front door and he receded out of it. He thought he might have to chase after your car but he found you sitting at the bench at the end of the path. "Mind if I sit?" he asked and you shook your head. "I'm sorry" he said "you're not embarrassing. You always have my corner and I'm so grateful for that". "So what made you so upset?" you asked. Jongho sighed "I guess because you confronting her confirmed it happened. I know it did but I just pretend it didn't in public. That's why I've never confronted her, I'm too embarrassed to but you going head to head with her...I felt like it made it more real. It wasn't something I could just pretend didn't happen and that embarrassed me. I was embarrassed of myself" he clarified "for being such an idiot to think a girl like that would be into me". You shook your head "don't do that, don't put yourself down for her". "But it's true!" Jongho said "I was feeling good that night because I'd got compliments from lots of idols about the high note I reached and my body was the best I'd ever seen. I was feeling confident so I tried my luck but I overshot. No matter how good a singer I am I still don't look like Wooyoung". "Stop it" you said "I didn't kick Maisie's ass today for you to think you're not good-looking. I did it to prove to her you were. That there are people out there who disagree with her and think you're a great guy. You're strong, handsome and have a beautiful kind face any girl with a brain would want". "That's sweet but you're probably the only person who thinks that and you're my best friend so you just see me in the perfect non-sexy way friends view one another". You looked down and shook your head "guess I'm not a friend then" and Jongho looked at you "what?". "I think you're hot Jongho, I have for a while" you admitted and Jongho's eyes widened "what?". "I'm attracted to you" you admitted "which is partly why it angered me so much to hear Maisie say that stuff to you and how it affected you. I hated that it made your confidence dip because to me... you're beautiful". Jongho blushed and looked down "I had no idea...". "Yeah well it was something I kept hidden" you admitted "I wasn't going to melt anytime you walked in the room". Jongho smiled "no you're way too cool for that" making you pause and blush. "So you're telling me all this time I could've had a girl like you and I was after Maisie?" Jongho asked. You paused "I guess" and he shook his head "wow now I'm really glad she rejected me because nobodies better than you". You blushed "wait so you...". "I like you too" Jongho admitted shooting you one of his beautiful smiles "you've always showered me with care and love and I want to do the same with you. I think I can make you happy" he said placing a hand on your face making you blush even more. "I think you can too" you admitted and you both leaned forwards at once. "Hey has anyone seen Jongho?" Seonghwa asked the group assembled before him "he's not in his room". "He went after Y/n like an hour ago, is he not back yet?" Siyeon asked. "No, I hope he's okay" Yunho sighed when Sua started laughing. "What's so funny?" Hongjoong asked and the girl turned around smiling. "Neither of them got very far, look" Sua said stepping away from the window and they all rushed forwards...to see the two of you wrapped up together on the bench. Jongho had an arm around you and you were leaving against his chest. Jongho was leaning his head against yours and the two of you looked so cute. "Finally!" Wooyoung cheered and all the members laughed before gasping realising the other group knew all along too. They all began debating which one of you had fallen for the other first but you and Jongho were far away. Wrapped up with each other nothing else in the world mattered because you'd finally found each other. _____ Okay so I heard a rumour something similar to what I described at the start of this story really happened to Jongho. I'm not saying the rumour is true and I changed the idol's name to not accuse her, but the idea alone made me so sad and angry so I created this!