#edawn angst

[kill-the-teen-memories]

365 So Fresh Part 5

Genre: Angst/Fluff/Humor

Word Count: 2,578

Warnings: Curse words, smoking, poly, mentions of smut, character death?

Pairings: Triple H x Reader

Summary: You just wanted to take a nap wile waiting for your friends, never did you expect the car you were sleeping in to be stolen and you would end up going for a road trip with a guy who had a gambling problem, a girl who committed a murder, and a guy who seems to just hate his life. You especially didn’t expect to have feelings for them?? 

Hui called an uber and we waited outside of the club for a few minutes. Once we climbed into the car, we were off. My leg was shaking in anticipation, I could hear the other three, whispering in the backseat. As soon as the car came to halt, the four of us ran out. Laughing and stumbling we made it to our room. Hui pushed the door open and the realization hit me like a ton of bricks. I had started developing an attachment to these three individuals and it hasn’t even been a week. “Y/N!” I heard Hyuna giggle from inside. I snapped out of my thoughts, went inside, and closed the door behind me. It all went by in a blur. All of our lips ghosting over each other’s bodies. Our clothes flying in all directions. The screams, the groans, the degradation as well as the praise. Before I knew it, I was exhausted. The last thing registering in my head was the warmth of a body covering my own and then everything went black. 

I groaned as I tried to sit up but couldn’t as I was being held down by a heavy arm around my torso. I blinked a few times, trying to get my eyes to focus. The room slowly came together and I noticed it was early in the morning. I glanced at the clock on the wall, it was nearly 5 am. I then became increasingly aware of the two bodies I was laying in between. Hui had his front pressed against my back, his face in my neck, softly breathing, and an arm around my waist. While Hyuna was facing me, sound asleep. Her chest which had been exposed to the cool air around the room was slowly rising. Images from last night came tumbling into my head all at once. Being kissed by all three of them at the same time, throwing my head back as the feeling of Hui’s dick slipped in and out of me, the feeling of Hyojong’s lips pressed against my neck as he murmured praises and groans as Hyuna pleased him with her mouth. It brought a smile to my face. I moved Hui’s arm and sat up. The blanket sliding off of my own chest. I looked down at him, brushing the hair out of his face softly. I looked over to Hyuna’s side, only to realize Hyojong was nowhere to be found. As quietly as I could, I slipped out of the bed. I pulled on my underwear and grabbed Hui’s button-up. I walked into the living room, now semi-dressed and there he was. Hyojong sat on the couch, his head leaned back as he took a drag of what looked like a blunt. His eyes were closed and he was shirtless. Though he was thin, he had a nice build. My eyes raked over his body and all the bruises forming across his chest, probably from last night. He opened one eye before closing it again, “You know it’s rude to stare.” My cheeks burned slightly at the fact that I was caught. I shook my head as I made my way over to him. I plopped down on the space next to him, leaned my head on his shoulder, and sighed. He placed one hand on my exposed thigh and used his other hand to take another drag. He exhaled, “Couldn’t sleep?” I asked. He shook his head. A few minutes passed in silence. I picked my head up, placed a hand over his, and brought the blunt to my lips. He watched me carefully. His eyes flickering down to my lips where the blunt sat. I pushed his hand away and before I could exhale, he brought his lips to my own. Gently he used his tongue to open my mouth, causing me to release the smoke into his mouth. He softly groaned at the feeling, I moved his hand from my thigh and straddled him. Hui’s shirt rose up slightly, exposing my underwear. I felt Hyojong shift under me and I assumed he placed the now dead blunt on the table since both of his hands came to rest on my hips. The kiss wasn’t too needy but it was hard. Neither of us tried to take it further than just making out and I was okay with that. I parted, trying to catch my breath as Hyojong moved his head down towards my neck, leaving soft kisses. I let my hands rake through his hair, causing him to smile against my skin. He rested his chin on my shoulder as I laid my head against him. It was a soft moment compared to what had happened the night before. Soon I found myself drifting again.      

When I awoke again, it felt like a different day. Except it wasn’t, Hyojong and I were still in the living room cuddled against each other. I lifted my head just in time to see Hyuna walk out of the room wearing her underwear and one of Hyojong’s shirts. “There you two are.” she smiled. I nodded at her while climbing off of Hyojong who seemed to have also fallen asleep, “Hey.” I yawned. I opened my mouth but stopped when I spotted Hui coming out of the room, pulling another one of his shirts on. “Oh! There’s my button-up.”  He walked over to me placing his hands on my hips. “Good morning,” I smiled as I wrapped my arms around his neck. “My shirt looks really good on you,” he said as he pecked my lips. “Oh yeah?” I murmured. Before Hui could say anything else, Hyuna lightly smacked my ass, “Come on, get dressed, I’m hungry.” A little while later we were all dressed now and climbing into the car. The windows were rolled down, the music from the radio was playing loudly, laughter and song filled the air. It was beautiful. We ended up getting the food to go. Now we were sitting on one of the many benches surrounding the park. I didn’t give much input, I was just happy to be there and observe. I didn’t feel left out though. After we all ate and threw the food away, Hyuna reached for my hand “Come on.” she pulled me towards the swing set. We sat on them lightly swinging back and forth, that was until the boys decided to come up behind us and start pushing. It wasn’t long before Hui and Hyojong turned it into a game of who can swing the highest. Hyuna and I were just laughing and screaming the higher we got. I felt free. Eventually, the swinging came to a halt and we made our way back to the car. “Hey, I know of a place,” Hyojong spoke as he got into the passenger seat. Hui shrugged, getting behind the wheel “Lead the way.” 

I looked out the window as buildings zoomed by soon turning into nothingness. Hyuna was resting against my shoulder. I looked over at her, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. “Seriously Hyojong where the fuck are we?” Hui mumbled. We were in as some would put it “the middle of nowhere” I had no clue where we were going but Hyojong didn’t seem to mind. “Just trust me,” he said, “You’re going to lead us out here to kill us aren’t you?” Hui grumbled. “Turn right here,” Hyojong replied. “You didn’t deny it.” I chimed in. 

“There’s literally no road.”

“You’re still driving.”

“I don’t even know where I’m going!” 

“I do.” 

“We’re going to die.” 

“Stop being dramatic.” 

“It’s just trees!”

“I’m aware.”

They went back and forth like this but Hui didn’t stop following Hyojong’s directions. “Okay now stop here.” Hui stopped the car and turned to the other male, “You brought us to look at trees.” Hyojong didn’t reply to that and got out of the car. Hui soon followed him. I shook Hyuna lightly, she had fallen asleep. She stirred and looked up at me. “Come on, apparently we’re here,” I told her. We both got out. “We go on foot from here,” Hyojong spoke. Hui looked at me, “We’re going to die.” I rolled my eyes and walked past him. After a few minutes of walking, Hyojong stopped. Once we all reached him we saw what he was looking at. It was a creek. There were moss-covered rocks which caused the water to form little waterfalls. The birds were chirping from above, some even drinking from the water. It was a sight. “Wow.” Hyuna breathed. Hyojong turned around looking at Hui “Told you I knew where I was going.” “You’re going to drown us,” he mumbled in reply. We all took seats by the creek. No one said anything for a while. We all just sat there appreciating nature. It wasn’t until a rabbit came into view that Hyojong broke the silence. “Isn’t it funny how life comes out differently than what you expect?” He laughed bitterly. He leaned back on his hands, head tilted up. “I wanted to be a veterinarian.” We didn’t reply so he continued “I wanted to help out, take care of and treat animals. God knows how many times I’ve tried to kill myself. How shitty my life turned out. Before this week, I couldn’t tell you the last time I had felt anything. It’s all been so meaningless. Maybe our meeting wasn’t.” “I wanted to be an entertainer.” Hui suddenly started. “I used to play piano with my mom, haven’t touched one since she left. All I ever wanted to do was make people happy by doing what I loved which was singing and playing the piano. I wonder if she still plays…” he trailed off. “I’m not sure exactly what I wanted in life, I ended up a hairdresser which I’m not too mad about but I always felt like there was something missing,” Hyuna spoke. They looked over at me but I didn’t know what to say. “I never gave anything much thought,” I mumbled, embarrassed that I didn’t have a “dream” that I wanted. “I just kind of went with things as they came. Never was truly passionate about something. I just exist, I don’t live.” I shrugged. It was true all of my interests had been fleeting, I moved on to the next thing fairly quickly. We were quiet again, everyone seemed to be thinking deeply about how their life had taken a turn. I thought back again. Growing up I had my problems, but I figured everyone did. I left my mom and the town I grew up in not long after I turned 18. Once in Seoul, I found that Bora had been looking for a roommate. Through her, I met Wooseok and Hyolyn. Yet I was never really there. I would listen to their stories of adventures and parties they went to. I hardly participated, and it wasn’t that I didn’t want to, it was that I didn’t know how. I didn’t know how to let loose and be comfortable in my own skin. The voice in the back of my head always had something to say and made me feel unsure. And that’s when I realized I hadn’t heard that voice this whole week. It was just me. As I looked out at the three of my newly found...friends, I smiled. A smile that I wasn’t faking, a smile that was as real as our surroundings. Hui nudged me with his foot. “What’s got you all smiley?” he chuckled. “I don’t know, everything, this, us.” I shrugged. 

I don’t think anyone of us knew how much time had passed as we sat there in the woods, talking and listening. What we did know was that the sun had started to set somewhere behind the trees. So we got up, dusted ourselves off, and made our way back to the car. As regularly Hui drove, I got into the passenger seat, while Hyuna and Hyojong got into the back. We drove for a while to get back into the main part of town. “So what are we going to do tonight?” Hui clapped his hands together. “We could go to an arcade?” Hyuna spoke up. “Another bar?”Hyojong answered. Before I could say anything, lights flashed behind us. “Shit,” Hui mumbled. I looked in the rear mirror to see a police car driving closely behind us. The logical thing would’ve been to pull over. But seeing as the car was stolen, Hyuna was wanted for murder, and I was registered as “missing”, Hui did the next best thing. He made a sharp left into an alleyway and sped up. The police must not have seen it coming as they drove right by. Though I had a feeling this wouldn’t be the last time we saw them. As Hui continued to zoom past the streets in an attempt to lose the cops, Hyojong rolled the window down. His hair danced in the wind and he smiled. I decided to roll down my windows too. The wind was cool and refreshing. With the speed of the car and wind blowing against my face, I laughed. When lights flashed again but this time from in front of us, I laughed more. Hui made another sharp turn, narrowly missing another car. This time the cops were prepared as they made a turn equally as sharp in order to follow us. This time everyone felt the adrenaline. Hyojong climbed halfway out of the window and screamed. He then proceeded to flip off the police before getting pulled back in by a giggling Hyuna. Hui then turned onto a parking garage, the cop car that had been following us soon turned into three. Soon we made it to the top of the structure and we all climbed out messily. Still laughing, we ran over to the edge. “Wow. It’s beautiful.” I said as I looked out to the city lights. The other three nodded in agreement. We finally heard the sirens behind us and car doors slamming. One of the officers brought out a megaphone and yelled something about our hands. I couldn’t hear clearly, my ears were ringing. None of us turned around or even acknowledge the police. We all just held hands and stared out into the night. “Together?” Hyuna yelled. Without missing a beat, the remaining of us yelled back “Together!” I heard a faint “No” somewhere in a distance but it was too late. We had jumped.  I glanced over to my side in time to see that Hyuna, Hyojong, and Hui were indeed there. I wasn’t alone. I looked up to see the stars and once again, smiled. I was going to be one of them soon. Falling is a weird feeling. Knowing that you’ll soon hit the ground is a weird feeling. But it’s free. It’s all apart of the journey in the end. And with one final glance at the moon, I closed my eyes. Until I felt no more.  

When I opened my eyes again, everything was white. The deafening sound of silence was all to be heard. That was until I saw Hyuna appear, followed by Hyojong and Hui. They were all smiling and gestured at me. “Well come on!” Hyuna giggled. My smile grew as I sprinted in their direction, their arms awaiting me. I was home. And then we walked. We walked until our surroundings slowly disappeared and we were nothing but a speck.  

Taglist: @cherrycolababie @killcomet​ @coolssssssss 

A/N: AAAAA My first completed series!!! I know this part may not be the best especially with the long wait but it’s here. Pls pls let me know what we all think! 

[tiny-memes]

Me trying to keep my life together be like:

[xofanfics]

Sunset

Genre: angst, slight fluff

Pairing: Reader x E’Dawn

Word Count: 850ish

Summary: You and your best friend are going to different colleges and reality starts to set in.

You sat, waiting for the sunset. You were on the roof waiting for your best friend, Hyojung. You liked coming here sometimes, to watch the sun rise and the sun set. This was your place, the place that the two of you shared with each other. He’d come out here with you whenever he could, even if it was to sit and do absolutely nothing. You’d talk for hours, complaining about high school and worrying about college. You’d eat snacks and tell secrets. You’d play music and sing loudly with misheard lyrics.

But today was the last sunset you’d see with your best friend. He was moving in the morning. He got accepted into a college away from here, away from your home. It wasn’t too far away or anything but the thought of not seeing him everyday hurt. The thought of losing your best friend hurt.

It was selfish, you knew. You didn’t want him to go to that college. You didn’t want him to be so far away. You wanted to keep him here, somehow, some way. But you knew that that wasn’t possible.

You heard the rooftop door open and close, its familiar creak filling your ears. You turned to see Hyojong walking toward you. You put on a smile and said, “Hey.”

He plopped down next to you on the blanket, leaning back on his elbows. “Hey.”

“You ready for the big move?”

“Yes and no,” he explained. “I should be excited to go but I’m scared.”

You turned to him, eyebrows raised. “Why scared?”

“What if I’m not ready? What if I don’t make any friends? What if I fail classes? What if everything just falls apart and I can’t fix it?”

“You just have to try.”

Hyojong nodded. “What about you?”

You looked out at the sun that was beginning to set over your city, painting the sky pink and orange with a splash of yellow. The buildings that seemed so close yet so far, almost blended into the sky. You smiled, recalling all of your past memories here. And you frowned at the thought of it being taken from you. You found yourself biting your lip but Hyojong didn’t notice; He, too was looking out at the sky, taking in its beauty.

“I’m scared, too,” you said. Hyojong looked over at you and frowned upon finding tears sliding down your cheeks. “Maybe I’m just being dramatic but I feel like I’m going to lose you. When you go to college, you’ll make new friends and coming back to see your parents won’t be as important. We’ll text less. We’ll be busier. Everything will change...I know we knew we were going to different colleges for a long time but now it’s starting to hit me.”

You continued. “You know in high school it’s like we all see each other everyday and then we just don’t anymore. And then suddenly, we’re not friends anymore.”

He said, “Things will change but I won’t forget you; you won’t lose me, I promise.” He sat up and wiped your tears with the backs of his hand. “Don’t cry.”

Hyojong was scared, like he said. He didn’t want to lose you either. You were the world to him, his best friend, his everything. He didn’t know how he’d get through college without you. He didn’t want to do it without you by his side. But he’d gotten accepted into his first choice school. As much as he wanted to pass it up to stay closer to you, he couldn’t just do that. He had to be at least a little realistic.

Part of him knew that you were right. Things would change and they’d get busier. You’d text each other less, call each other less and, obviously, see each other less. Maybe you’d start dating someone. Maybe he’d start dating someone. You wouldn’t always have time for him. And he wouldn’t always have time for you. Not like they used to.

You couldn’t beg him to be your friend, of course. But you hoped that you wouldn’t have to. You wanted him to come to you on his terms. Friendship was something that you couldn’t force. Friendship went both ways and you could only hope that you’d both come to each other.

“I won’t forget you,” he repeated, turning to look at you.

Then he rolled over on his side, not quite breaking eye contact with you. You paused, wondering what he was doing. Your heart skipped a beat as you came to realize what he might do. He stared at you with curiosity and you stared back at him with a mixture of confusion and curiosity. No words were exchanged as he moved closer, dangerously close, and his forehead pressed against yours. You could feel his breath against your skin before he pressed his lips to yours. You kissed him back, his warm lips moving against yours for the few seconds before he pulled away with a small smile.

He held onto your hand and didn’t want to let go. “Let’s just enjoy our last sunset, okay?”

Like the sunset, all things, no matter how beautiful, must come to an end.

[pentagonmybaibee-blog]

Because Edawn looks like he's gonna eat you up

[boy-banders-writings]

Shameless

Group: Pentagon Member: Hyojong aka Edawnie aka a plant parent?; nonidol!AU, a little FriendsWithBenefits action; Kind of got a little bit of pre-Triple H vibes for this like before 365 Fresh; uhm has a bit of a fluff ending. this kind of hits all 3 genres requested, kind of...? Genre: Angst, straight angst. No fluff (maybe a little). Request: would you be so kind to write an edawn smut or fluff angst anything youd like to really its just so hard to find fic w this boy; Length: short|medium|long|idk man

A/N: Inspiration is Shameless covered by Sofia Karlberg; originally by The Weeknd; this song has heavily influenced the plot line and how this is all going. This is mainly angst, with a bit of suggestive content leaning towards sexual content but because I can’t write smut for shit, that’s about as good as it’s gonna get. But I hope that it’s suggestive enough for your imagination to run wild & this fulfills the request; language is a little vulgar too, uhm fair warning.

Your life was a bit of a mess. Mid-twenties with not a clue to the direction you were going, you did you fair share of college partying but it was never quite your scene. The only thing you got through and out of your college days was Hyojong. He was a friend of a friend of a friend, you met him in the basement of a friend’s place for an end of the semester party. The two of you weren’t completely sober but you were smashed either. He prevented a creep from coming onto you and thus a conversation started which lead to a friendship, of course when you both were completely sober.

Now, five years later no one knows you like Hyojong. No one else knows what makes you tick, what you’re really thinking. For Hyojong, you’re the same. No one knows him quite like you do. A friend of his that became yours, Hwitaek is a close second but he met Hyojong about a year after the two of you met.

One of the reasons the two of you were so drawn together was similar pasts. By society’s standards the two of you were both broken kids, his parents not caring enough and yours caring too much. Polar opposites in a way. You were raised in a strict household, with lots of rules and expectations with cold parents who were only “doing what was best.” Hyojong’s parents left him to his own devices, they were gone for long periods of time and being an only child he often got away with whatever stunt he pulled.

He yearned for some sort of structure and you yearned for unadulterated freedom. In theory the two of you were perfect for each other, balancing the other out. But things are never as clean cut in theory, they’re often messy in practice. Instead of balance, the two of you created chaos for the other, unintentionally of course.

Roughly two years ago after a night spent drinking in Hyojong’s apartment he shared with Hwitaek, the two of you crossed a line in your friendship, an invisible boundary. With hazy minds and needs gone unmet for an undisclosed time you awoke the next day in his bed completely nude, wrapped in his arms, and sore.

It seemed to have caused a rift in your friendship at first. You loved Hyojong, he’d been a stable person in your life for so long you forgot what life was like before him. Yet every time you saw him, flashes from that night would come to mind. You could feel his body against yours, his fingers pressing into you hips, his lips on your neck. You could hear his pants in your ear and goosebumps would rise on your neck. Hell it took a few days for the hickies he had left to go away. You tried to pretend like it didn’t bother you, Hyojong seemed oblivious for the most part which helped your act a little.

It wasn’t till a week later when Hwitaek asked about the tension when he and a friend, Hyuna, were hanging around the apartment making weekend plans. Hyojong wrote it off as being tired from the work week and you agreed, wishing to get the memories out of your mind of that night. When the pair left to meet some other friends at a bar across town Hyojong surprised you by bringing it up again.

“You’re just tired? That’s all?” He asked, looking at the space between the two of you on the couch.

“Yea, work has been a bitch this week.” You shrugged, pulling your legs up and crossing them infront of you.

“Hm.” He was quiet for a moment, the TV preventing complete silence. “Why’d you leave?”

“What?” Your eyes shot over to Hyojong who was watching you intently.

“You left that morning. Why?”

“Oh. Shock I guess.” You started to fidget. “I felt like we had crossed a line. Jong, we slept together.” You looked back up to see the glimmer of a smirk on his face.

“We did. I enjoyed it, did you?” You rolled your eyes at him but nodded nonetheless. “We’ve talked about being there for each other, we have been there for each other for so long. Maybe this is just a different way to do that. ”

“You mean become friends with benefits?” You scoffed. “When has that ever turned out okay in the end? There are plenty of horror stories about friendships ending and people hating each other.”

“I was thinking friends who casually fuck.” The word sounded so much dirtier coming from Hyojong in such a manner.

“That’s essentially the same thing Jong.”

“Not really. I’m not saying we just sleep together and that’s it. Look, you’re my best friend (Y/N), I love you with my whole heart. I would do anything for you. I’m not really sure just what I feel about you but I know that we both don’t really seem to be interested in dating right now. We just add that on top of all that we do already.” He paused, watching the nervous energy surge through your cramped body. “Only if you want to though. We’ve joked about it plenty of times since every thinks we’ll end up together.”

“Joking about it ever happening and it happening are two different things Jong.” He turned fully towards you and held out his hand for you to take, when you did he continued.

“I’m just throwing it out there, only if you wanted to try of course. I’m not going to badger you about it or anything. If you want to we can always call it off later on.”

His free hand cupped your cheek and gave it a little pinch. The simple action made your stomach stir. You found yourself nodding before you crawled into his lap and proceeded to fuck on his couch. The first of many times the two of you slept together.

Nowadays things have not changed much. The two of you had become dependent on each other between the time this arrangement started and now. No matter how much you knew this could hurt you in the end, you never left his side and he never left yours.

As time progressed the two of you became almost completely shameless, Hyojong was into a lot of things you’d never even considered and he always had something new to try in the bedroom, the living room, the shower, even the kitchen. Hwitaek was pretty oblivious to the two of you up until summer of last year when he came back from work and caught the two of you in the act on the couch. You were more embarrassed with being lectured by Hwitaek about respecting the public space of the apartment than anything else. Nevertheless, he didn’t catch you in the act again.

The call was answered from either no matter the circumstance or the time. You were always there for him, he was always there for you. It was just how the two of you worked best. Until she came into the picture.

Hyojong had met a girl at his job, she was a pretty young woman named Nami. She was only a year younger than Hyojong and really sweet to both you and Hwitaek. At first, she was only a friend. The two of them would work together, maybe grab dinner after their shift and then after dropping her off, Hyojong would come back to you. The two of you would do your thing and then he’d see her at work the next day for the routine to repeat.

When things started to get a little more serious, you backed off. If Hyojong liked this girl he was free to pursue her and it definitely seemed like he did. You addressed it one night when Hyojong had come to your place after dropping Haemi off.

“Ya know, if you like her you should give her a chance.” You brought it up around a pot full of ramen and a rerun of your favorite variety show you watched together.

“Who?” 

“Nami. She sweet, both Hwitaek and I like her. She has hearts in her eyes when she looks at you Jong.” You weren’t upset per se, you wanted him to be happy.

“She is sweet, but she not someone I see myself with.”

“Why?” His response was not what you were expecting.

“She’s too sweet. I don’t want to use naive because she isn’t but I would only corrupt her.”

“Nothing stopped you from corrupting me.” You deadpanned.

“You were already corrupted, I just help finish what was started.” His forefinger bopped your nose.

“Funny.” You flicked a piece of noodle at him. “I’m serious though Jong, you seem happy when you’re around her. Give it a shot, you might end up loving her.”

“I already have enough people in my heart.” He wiped the noodle from his forehead, you didn’t see the way he looked at you in the moment.

“Gross, don’t say cheesy things like that while I’m eating I’ll get indigestion.”

“I’ll think about it.” He answered seriously after a minute.

“Good. I just want you happy.” The nice moment evaporated as the ramen was devoured. 

And your night went on like usual, cuddling while watching TV until the things escalated. Hyojong had whispered into your neck as he left a few marks about one last time together. You gave in like you always did, you enjoyed every second of it too. Then the two of you fell asleep tangled together, trying to prolong your time together. The next day at work he asked Nami out on a date to see how things would go and she gladly accepted.

A month had gone by, Hyojong and Nami were taking things slow. And you had kind of been seeing this guy but not really, to keep yourself occupied and not thinking about Hyojong all the time. Hwitaek had noticed the change in atmosphere around you and Hyojong almost immediately and had been pestering you about it since the first day. You’d managed to change the conversation or avoid bring alone with him for the most part. That was until tonight when you stopped by to see Hyojong like you did every Saturday night to find only Hui and then he swooped in and practically demanded to know what was going on. You couldn’t avoid it anymore.

“He’s trying out a relationship with Nami.” You took a piece of carrot he just cut up and munched on it. Hwitaek had been on a cooking kick lately and made sure you ate with them as often as possible.

“That’s great and all but what about you?”

“I’m kind of seeing a guy.” You shrugged, not noticing the worried look on Hwitaek’s face.

“You’re okay with him just dating some other girl?” He finished cutting carrots and moved onto celery.

“Of course, we aren’t dating.”

“I know the two of you just sleep together whenever, super casually and pretty often thanks to all the used condoms I’ve found.” You shrugged, trying to be embarrassed. “I’m glad you were being safe but the two of you are together every day, have been for the four years I’ve know you. Nami coming into the picture isn’t causing a weird unrest on feelings? Digging up any jealous?”

“Not really. I encouraged Hyojong to ask her out. Hwitaek, I’ll always love Hyojong, that much is obvious. I don’t remember life without him okay, but we don’t have to be in each other’s lives the same way all the time. This time apart now, it makes me appreciate the time we have together later on.”

“Okay...” He paused, the two of you sharing a look. “The two of you haven’t slept together since he started seeing --”

“No Hui, God. We may have gotten into some shit before and been a little wild but I respect his choice to be faithful to her.”

“I know you are, you’ve got a good character. I was asking more about Hyojong? He seems serious about her?”

“As far as I can see, yea. Why?”

Hwitaek rubbed the back of his neck, you could see the mix of emotions on his face before he sighed. He set the knife down, rinsed his hands and dried them before walking around to stand right in front of you.

“He got drunk the other night and confessed to me that while he’s with Nami he can only think about you and he doesn’t know what to do. I didn’t know if I should say anything because it’s going to put you in a weird situation knowing but it felt right that you knew.”

“When this started we weren’t sure about our feelings for the other, if we really loved each other in that way, or if we just grew dependent on each other. Seems like Hyojong’s feelings have moved towards the first option.”

“And you don’t feel the same?” Hwitaek’s head tilted a little. “You two acted like a couple up until Nami came into the picture. Hyuna and I had placed bets to see when the two of you would get together and who would make the move.”

“Good to know we’re starting your gambling careers, I claim no responsibility.” You rolled your eyes.

“Serious question,” Hwitaek ignored your playful jab. “If Jong came to you and wanted things to go back to how they used to be, would you?” His hands cupped your elbows, making sure you focused on him.

“For Hyojong, of course.” There was no hesitation for you. “Like I said, I love him and I’d do anything for him.”

“You know he would do the same right? If you told him you wanted things to go back to how they were, he’d leave Nami in a heartbeat.” You stared at the buttons of his stripped button up, unable to look in his eyes.

“I know that. He told me after their first date.” You mumbled almost feeling bad.

You felt like you had Hyojong waiting for you to make the call, even though you just wanted him happy, that’s it. It never occurred to you later on that maybe he was happy with you. You were always happy with him, even on shitty days and days you just wanted to die. No one made you feel like Hyojong did, emotionally, mentally, sexually. He fulfilled you in every way, made you feel more put together, more ambitious. You weren’t sure what your future looked like but you knew if Hyojong was by your side things would be okay.

Hwitaek left you to your thoughts and had gone back to cutting vegetables for dinner. He had just started frying the meat when keys in the door caught your attention. Both of you shared a look before a silent promise of secrecy was made. Moments later Hyojong, a little tipsy, bounded into the apartment with Nami in tow trying to keep him on his feet.

“Hello Hwitaek, hello (Y/N), Jong had a few too many drinks tonight and I wanted to bring him home before he did anything too stupid.” Nami giggled, struggling to keep Hyojong on his feet.

You rushed over to take half his weight as Hwitaek instructed the two of you to go throw him on his bed. With a little bit of maneuvering Hyojong was laying on his side on his bed. Nami swiftly moved to remove his shoes and brush his hair out of his face before nodding to herself.

“Thank you for helping.”

“No problem, it’s not the first time I’ve had to carry his drunk ass home.” You nodded towards the doorway. “If you need a second I’ll be in the kitchen with Hui.” And you left the bedroom.

“He alright?” Hwitaek asked as he moved the cooked meat to a plate and the uncooked to the pan.

“Seems to be, he’s got Nami to take care of him.” You didn’t miss the look Hui gave you.

You didn’t know if it was because this was her first time bringing him home drunk or the conversation from earlier, but seeing the two of them together made your chest hurt. You moved towards Hwitaek and started to clean up after him a little and get plates out for the food. You were debating on getting a third plate for Nami when she walked back into the kitchen, her voice grating on your nerves.

“Don’t worry about me, I’m heading home because I’ve got the early shift tomorrow. Here’s Jong’s phone, I’ll text it when I’m home just in case something happens. Have a good night.” She bid her goodbyes and you stared at Hyojong’s phone on the counter.

It wasn’t a huge deal. Hwitaek and Hyojong always made you and Hyuna text them when you arrived home but Nami taking Hyojong’s for some reason irked you. Taking a moment to yourself you realized you were overreacting because technically, Nami and Hyojong were dating. You shouldn’t be the jealous best friend, it’s okay.

As you were closing the cabinet where the plates were kept, Hwitaek had finished most of the cooking and was letting it cool as he started to move stuff to the small table in their “dining room.” Which was just a little connecting wall between the living room and kitchen. You were getting two glasses to fill with soda when Hwitaek let out a surprised noise. Spinning on your heels you focused on Hyojong leaning against the threshold staring right at you.

“Get a plate for him, he probably needs to eat.” Hwitaek helped get Hyojong into a seat before taking the glasses from you.

As the three of you finally sat down to eat there was no conversation. When you left Nami and Jong he was completely unconscious, barely ten minutes had passed before he joined you and Hui. You were trying to think of what to say when Jong spoke up.

“I didn’t know you’d be here tonight.” Hyojong looked anywhere but you.

“It’s Saturday.” Hui beat you to answer. “It’s your weekly lazy nights, of course she’d be here.”

If Hyojong detected the venom in Hui’s tone he didn’t acknowledge it. You felt out of place in that moment, Hui’s feathers were ruffled for you and Hyojong seemed almost indifferent.

“I forgot.” Hyojong’s tone was defeated.

“You did.” You agreed, eating slowly and watching Jong carefully.

“I’m so sorry.” You and Hui watched in complete and utter shock as Jong broke down into tears. “I forgot our day, I keep getting distracting and I’m forgetting my best friend.”

“How much did he drink?” Hui leaned over and whispered, watching Hyojong sobbed.

“I wasn’t there dumbass I was with you.” You whispered back. “Uhm, C’mon Jong, let’s get you back to your room. We can talk tomorrow.” You put your utensils down waiting to help him up.

“No, you won’t be here in the morning.” There was a sad defiance in his tone.

“I will, I promise.” Your heart tightened at his current state, he only drank this heavily when something was eating him alive.

“Spend the night?” You swallowed a lump in your throat and nodded.

“I’ll spend the night.” With that Jong let you pull him to his feet and after assuring Hui you were fine you lead him towards his room, a place you knew well.

It took a few minutes to get him pretty much undressed and get his inebriated self into something resembling pajamas. You had dampened a wash cloth and wiped down his face, admiring his features like you usually did. By the time you had he decent for bed Hui popped his head into Jong’s room.

“We don’t have anything to help his hangover for the morning and we’re out of food for breakfast. I’m going to head to the connivence store down the street.”

“You’re just going to leave me alone with him??” For the first time ever, panic set in at the thought of being alone with Hyojong.

“He’s practically passed out, sit with him till I get back and then we can watch movies or something if you’re not tired.”

“Fine. Be quick.” As Hui nodded and left you resigned yourself to mumbling profanities to yourself as you sat beside Jong.

Without much thought you started threading your fingers through Jong’s hair as your mind wondered. Did you really love him in any way other than just a friend? The feeling of seeing him draped around Nami earlier would attest that you did. The nest question, have you always felt this way and just suppressed it or is it new?

As your time with Hyojong started to replay in your mind you didn’t notice Hyojong attach to you, his arm wrapping around your stomach and holding onto your body.

“Mhm (Y/N), you stayed.” He sounded content.

“I did, I promised I would.”

“I tried so hard but I couldn’t do it.” He mumbled, his words were much clearer than they were before even with his head turned away.

“What are you talking about Jong?”

“That night you talked to me about Nami the first time, you told me that she’d be good for me. And she is, but she’s not who I want to be with. I tried to be the good guy, I tried to be a guy who she would like. But I can’t do it anymore.”

As he continued speaking you realized he was not as drunk as everyone had thought.

“Were your faking it?” He nodded.

“I only had two drinks at the bar but Nami reminded me it was Saturday. I realized I had forgotten our tradition and as I was thinking about it I realized I’ve forgotten about you a lot lately. I haven’t been answering your calls or texts like I used to. I felt like we were drifting away and we can’t do that. I love you (Y/N). I love you too damn much to let someone who is nothing more than a friend get in the way.”

“Why didn’t you just tell me?” You asked bewildered as he rolled over and sat up, facing you full on. “I will always be there for you Hyojong, no matter what, I have no shame in saying that.”

“I know, I just. I wanted to try for you, but I can’t when no one can hold a candle to your light. Why did you want me to go out with Nami? Why?”

“I was afraid, confused?” You sighed. “I don’t know Jong. Someone else popped up in your life and she seemed to be a good change of pace. We may make each other happy but we aren’t the best for each other. You picked up smoking, we drink too much for it to be good for our health. We just enable the other to continue to act recklessly.”

“You wanted reckless and I wanted stability.” He shifted on the bed to rest back on his knees, he was taller than you now. “We’ve spent so many nights together after drinking too much spilling our guts to each other. I know how broken you are and you know how broken I am. We’re barely being held together at the seams. If you want me to try to fix you, this right now is not enough. You’ve told me time and time again how scared you are to be loved. Yet you thrive on chaos and unpredictability. You’re the structure I need to keep from losing my goddamn mind. Why can’t you see that?” His tone was calm, never once raising in pitch. His eyes flitted between each of yours, searching for anything you could be hiding.

Your hands rested on his that were against your face, your leant into his warmth. You missed the feeling of his hands on you, especially the sweet, fondness in how he cupped your cheeks. This man was baring his soul to you and all you could think about was how selfish you had been recently.

“Tell me. Who’s gonna love you like me? Who has proven time and time again that I will always be by your side? I’m nowhere near perfect, you and I both know that, but damnit I would do anything for you.”

“You’ve loved me longer and better than anyone else in my life.” You answered him quietly.

“Then what is stopping us from taking this full circle? I’m not saying we run off and get married next week, but c’mon.” There was a desperation in his voice you’d never heard before. “Nami is a nice girl, but every moment spent with her is a moment I spent missing you.”

“That was the corniest shit.” You giggled, not realizing a few tears had slipped down your cheeks.

“Hey, this will be the last time I beg you to stay okay. Because you’re not leaving my side again. And I’m taking this moment right now to confessed my undying love you.”

You let Hyojong drag you onto the bed and he rolled around until he was laying on top of most of your body. He boxed you in with his arms and stared at you with a glint in his eyes, a glint you knew well.

“Can I kiss you?”

“You’ve never asked so sweetly before.” You quipped, relishing in your current predicament.

“I’ve practiced a lot of self control over the last month, even though all I’ve thought about is you.” He shifted to lean on one arm as the other moved down your body. His free hand tracing every part of you he could reach. “How your body curves, how it reacts to my slightest touch, the noises you make for me.”

“You’re treading in dangerous territory Hyojong.” You tried to sound stern but the featherlike touches had set goosebumps growing in their wake.

“Can I do more than just kiss you?”

“I’d really like that.” You nodded, trying to keep your smile at bay. “And Jong? I’m confessing my undying love back.”

You kissed him, preventing any more words for the time being. With what followed, well both of you would be feeling it in the morning no doubt but you were happy. Shameless as the two of you were, together it didn’t matter because you had each other. And you were okay with it.

[key201303]

REQUEST OPEN

Heyy! I’m here to remind you requests are open! I know some of you has requested today but I just finishes one request and my brain has stooped working for today LOL but I promise I’ll write them tomorrow as soon as I wake up <3 Thank you so much for all the support and Love it is so heartwarming <3 I’ll go to sleep now!! Good night/day/afternnon/evening or whatever LMAO. Love y’all <3

[honeyutoda]

PENTAGON Masterlist

Hoetaek (Hui)

Coming soon

Jinho

Lazy Nights

Hongseok

Food Fight

Hyojong (E’ Dawn)

Coming soon

Shinwon

Coming soon

Changgu (Yeo One)

Pancakes

Yanan

5:26 p.m.

Yuto

You Are Beautiful

Hyunggu (Kino)

A Day at the Amusement Park

Wooseok

Reflection

Blackout

[ddaeng-181338]

Things that piss me off

~ People threatening E’Dawn and HyunA for dating

~ People making fun of Jungkook’s Orange hair and calling him ugly

~ People making fun of CL’s weight gain

~ People Invading Yoongi’s space

~ People who try and hurt idols

~ Sasaengs

~ People who bully idols into losing weight

~ People who bully idols in general

~ People who make fun of an Idol’s suffering

~ People who make fun of someone’s death

~ People who start hastags wanting to kill a whole fandom

~ People who start fan wars

If any of you are okay with or participate in anything I listed above please unfollow me right now

[kpopaudioedit]

USE HEADPHONES

[foruniversesfthrs]

[10:39pm] You were packing your bags and ready to leave until you saw Shinwon leaning on the door frame.

“Please don’t leave Y/N, I’m sorry”

“I’m tired of it, leaving me here by myself without saying anything”

“I get unexpected scehedule changes!”

“But a phone call or text message would be nice from you”

He stayed silent after that comment. When you leave, you shoved him harshly, but you were stopped when he grabbed your wrist. Looking at you with tears in his eyes he pleaded.

“I’ll make it up to you, please...”

[ladyluck852]

*NEW SERIES ALERT* Pentagon Hogwarts AU

Masterlist

A/N; I’d like to announce a new series that I’m starting!! A Hogwarts au with our Pentagon boys! The first in the series will be a Ravenclaw!Yuto x reader! I’m really excited and really hope you all enjoy it!

Summary; Although you’re in the same house, you’ve never actually spoken to Yuto, he was quiet, mysterious, and handsome. A shared love of the stars brings you closer together until you slowly fall in love, but love isn’t always that easy.

[kill-the-teen-memories]

365 So Fresh Part 3

Genre: Angst/Fluff/Humor

Word Count: 2,397

Warnings: Curse words, smoking, poly, 2 seconds of smut

Pairings: Triple H x Reader 

Summary: You just wanted to take a nap while waiting for your friends, never did you expect the car you were sleeping in to get stolen and you would end up going for a road trip with a guy who had a gambling problem, a girl who committed a murder, and a guy who seems to just hate his life. You especially didn’t expect to have feelings for them??

“So Hyojong, what’s your fucking deal?” Hui asked after a period of silence. Hyojong sent a glare Hui’s way but didn’t say anything. “Where are we going now?” Hyuna tried breaking the tension. “Motel,” mumbled Hui as he made a right turn into a rundown motel’s parking lot. He parked the car near the entrance and got out. Hyuna and I followed. After taking a few steps we realized Hyojong never came out. Hyuna turned around and motioned for him to get out of the car. To which he just rolled his eyes before dragging himself over to us. We all walked into the lobby. The women working the front desk took in our disheveled appearances and a look of concern flashed across her face before she regained her composure and smiled. “Hi,” I spoke out and took a step forward. “How may I help you?” she questioned. “We’d uh like a room?” I looked back at Hui for help. “Yes, we’d like a room,” Hui answered and stepped forward. “Sure.” she replied, “How many beds?” “Whatever’s the cheapest.” Hui scratched the back of his head. She nodded. “Here.” she handed us a keycard, “Room A213.” I took the keycard, thanked her and walked away with the rest of the group. I swiped the card through the handle and unlocked the door, we all walked in. For the cheapest room, it sure was better than I expected. There was a small living room, a couch on one end, across the couch there was a long drawer with a small TV on top, a mini-fridge in the corner and a small table in the middle on top of an equally small rug. Towards the end of the couch, there was a door to which I assumed was the bedroom. I saw Hyuna wander into the room and I turned over to Hui, “So how are we going to do this?” he shrugged. “I’ll take the couch.” Hyojong raised his hand. Hyuna walked back into the living room, “The bed looks big enough for the three of us.” she spoke. “Perfect,” Hyojong said as he shrugged. He then plopped himself down on the couch. “Goodnight, I guess,” I said and made my way to the bedroom. I didn’t realize it before but I was exhausted. I couldn't even begin to imagine how Hui felt. Hyuna came in, knocking me out of my thoughts “You okay?” she asked. I nodded “Just tired.” She nodded back and slipped her shirt off. I couldn’t help but stare at the shape of her chest, how it rose and fell with every breath, I looked from her collar bones down to the waistline of her shorts. I shook my head Y/N what are you doing? I asked myself. I heard Hyuna laugh “Like what you see?” she teased. “Haha.” I cracked a smile as I rolled my eyes. Hui then took a step inside. “Woah I didn’t know we were stripping.” he laughed. Hyuna spun in a circle while waving her shirt in the air “Why don’t you join in.” she giggled. Hui shrugged and unbuttoned his silk shirt before pulling it off. I gaped, my eyes raking over his toned chest. I cleared my throat before I had time to say anything I was going to regret later. “Sorry,” Hyuna spoke “I really can’t sleep in clothes.” she slid off her black shorts leaving her in deep red panties and bra. Both Hui and I looked at each other. Hyuna slipped under the covers of the bed “Coming?” she asked. I decided I would just take my skirt off and sleep in my shirt. Hui turned the lights off and was the last to lay down. The only light now was the moonlight spilling in from the windows. Before I knew it I had lulled off to sleep. 

It was an ear-piercing scream that woke the three of us that night. Hyuna had her arms wrapped around my waist. She pulled her arms away and the three of us looked at each other in panic. “NO!” the voice yelled. Wait, it was coming from the living room…? Hyojong! It seemed like the realization dawned on all of us because we were all up and running towards the living room. Hyojong was still on the couch, his eyes scrunched up, and his body sweaty. He was tossing and turning. It was a nightmare. I walked over to him and placed my hand on his shoulder softly. Nothing. I gripped him harder and lightly shook up. His eyes shot open and he let out another scream. He sat up quickly and pushed me away. I backed up, his knees flew up to his chest and he held them closely. His breathing was ragged and his eyes were darting around everywhere. “Hey hey it’s okay,” I whispered and kneeled by him while gingerly reaching my hand out again. He eyed it before he slowly reached out to touch it. I grasped his hand, as an attempt to comfort him. “Hey man, you okay?” Hui asked. Hyojong nodded “Yea sorry, I have nightmares..” he mumbled. “Will you be okay?” Hyuna asked. He nodded again, “Sorry for waking you up…you guys can go back to sleep.” Hui and Hyuna nodded “I think I’m gonna stay here for a bit.” I yelled at them as they turned into the room. I squinted towards the DVR on the drawer for the time. It read 4:57 a.m. It had been about 8 hours since we arrived at the motel. “Why are you here?” Hyojong asked. He was getting defensive. I shrugged. “Just want to get to know you I guess.” He scoffed “I don’t need your pity.” 

“I’m not pitying you.” 

“Everyone does.” 

“I’m not everyone.” 

“Right.” 

“Trust me I grew up with people pitying me, It’s not a nice feeling.” 

“Why…?” 

“My dad left when I was little, my mom was a drunk.”

“I grew up in the foster system, but no one would ever keep me. I left when I turned 18 and I’ve been on my own ever since.” 

I hadn’t realized it but Hyojong and I were still holding hands. I squeezed his hand and he squeezed back. I smiled. He must’ve noticed I was still tired because he spoke up “You can sleep you know.” I shook my head “Not tired.” but my voice dripped with sleepiness. He let go of my hand and released his knees from his chest. He opened his legs and patted his thighs. I smiled. I got up from my kneeling position and laid down in-between his legs, my head on his chest. I could feel how tense he was. I made an attempt to sit up but he just grabbed my shoulder and reassured me he was okay. I laid back down and finally felt his body relax. We laid there in silence but it wasn’t an awkward silence it was a comfortable one. I played with his hand while his other one slowly stroked my hair. And just like that, I fell asleep again, to the low sound of his breathing. 

I felt Hyojong shift me around. “Hyojong?” I asked as I rubbed my eyes. “It hurts” I heard him whine. I tried to move around to face him but his groan stopped me. “Don’t move.” he breathed out. I smirked when I realized what was happening and I moved again. The boy under me grabbed my hips. “Don’t start something you can’t finish.” he groaned. “Who said I can’t finish?” I challenged. His breath hitched. In a second I was under him, he had us flipped over. I wrapped my arms around his neck and brought his face down, inches away from my own. His breath tickled my lips. I lifted my head up and met his lips. “Y/N?” “Y/N!” I opened my eyes. “Are you okay? You were moving around and making noises in your sleep.” Hyojong spoke. Oh god, it was a dream. Who knows where the dream would’ve gone if he let me sleep. I covered my face in embarrassment. I had a dream of Hyojong because he was the last person I talked too, yes, that’s why. “Y/N?” I looked up at Hyojong “No, yea I’m good…” I said. “Did you sleep?” I tried changing the subject. “Actually yeah, it’s the first time in years I slept soundly…” he replied. Before I could say anything else Hui walked out now fully clothed while rubbing his eyes. Hyojong sat up to lean against the armrest, pulling me with him. “Hey, we’re gonna go get some breakfast, Hyuna’s changing,” He looked at me “ you need pants, and I’ll be in the car.” He spoke as he grabbed the keys on the coffee table. Both Hyojong and I nodded as Hui disappeared behind the front door. I made the attempt to get up from my position in between Hyojong’s legs but his arm stopped me. He came up behind me and whispered in my ear “I heard you moaning my name.” My eyes grew wide. Hyojong let me go and laid back down, a laugh coming out of his mouth. I quickly got up and ran into the bedroom to get my shoes and skirt. Hyuna was on the bed slipping on her sandals “Good morning.” she smiled. For someone who killed someone, she was extremely cheery. She seemed to want to be friends with everyone, she didn’t deserve to be here. She probably had a future ahead of her and now because of some freak accident, she couldn’t do anything. To be fair I don’t think any of them should be here. Yet for some reason, we’re all here together. “Good morning,” I answered as I put on my skirt. “Guys get in here!” Hyojong yelled from the living room. I grabbed my boots and followed Hyuna out. He was watching the news channel. The reporter on the TV was standing in front of a hair salon with caution tape all over it. Hyuna’s eyes widened. The reporter spoke “Today we are standing in front of ‘KH’s Hairsalon’ where there seems to have been a murder. The male is someone in his early 30s who has been laying on their floor for at least a day, the salon belongs to a Kim Hyuna who is a female in her early 20s” Hyuna’s picture flashed across the screen. “There are no witnesses and her security cameras were not yet turned on that fateful morning. Here is the man that found him.” The camera panned over to a rather young male. The name in the corner of the screen read “Jang Hyunseung” he then spoke “I came in for my 9:30 a.m appointment and he was just there a pool of blood surrounding him. I don’t think Hyuna did it, she’s amazing, she’s caring and she wouldn’t hurt a fly.” The reporter nodded. The TV turned black. Hyuna had turned it off. She was breathing heavily. “You killed a man??” Hyojong asked. “It was self-defense!” She yelled back. “Come on, Hui’s waiting for us.” I grabbed Hyuna’s hand and led her out into the parking lot while Hyojong trailed behind us. Hui was sitting in the driver’s seat, window rolled down while smoking another cigarette. I sat in the passenger’s seat. Hyuna and Hyojong climbed into the back seats. “I feel like I’m gonna pass out,” she said as she laid her head in Hyojong’s lap. Hyojong looked taken aback but didn’t push her off. “You guys took forever,” Hui spoke as he flicked his cigarette out the window before rolling it back up. “We were watching the news.” I said, “Hyuna was on the news, you know about the man she killed…” Hyuna groaned in the back. Hui turned to me like I had just spoken another language. “What?” he demanded. “They know Hui! They know!” Hyuna yelled out. “I need a cigarette.” Hyojong rubbed his head. Hui tossed his pack at Hyojong along with a lighter. “It’s fine, it’s fine.” Hui tried reassuring us as Hyojong ignited his cigarette. “How can it be fine!” Hyuna shouted. “It’s fine, they don’t know where you are nor do they know it was you.” Hui replied. “He has a point.” I agreed. Hyuna nodded. “Now, let’s go get something to eat.” Hui spoke as he pulled out of the parking lot. 

We ended up finding a little diner nearby. We were currently sitting in a booth waiting for our food. Hyuna and Hui sat on one side while Hyojong and I sat on the other. I had to constantly swat Hyojong’s hand away from putting it on my thigh until I gave up and now one hand was on my thigh, his thumb slowly moving back and forth while his other hand was scrolling through something on his phone. An elderly woman made her way over to us with various plates of food, I hadn’t realized then but I was really hungry. After we all ate we sent there talking about our next move. “So, what now?” I asked. “I think I should turn myself in…” Hyuna spoke quietly causing Hui to choke on his coffee. “What! Are you crazy!?” he yelled. “Don’t you think we should talk about this quietly?” Hyojong mumbled. “I’m not crazy...you guys said it yourselves, it was self-defense.” Hyuna countered. “You ran Hyuna, you should’ve gone immediately to the police.” I pointed out. As they continued to talk I zoned into the little TV in the corner. They were talking about another missing person, I was about to turn away when my face was shown on the screen. No. My eyes widened, “Guys-” They all turned their attention to the TV, the reporter spoke, “Y/N L/N has been missing for about 3 days, she was last seen at Club Solar with two of her friends. They said they tried messaging her but no response except for one message telling them to forget about her. We believe she’s in danger. If anyone has any information please contact this number” We all looked at each other. “Okay, what the fuck,” Hui spoke first. “We need to get out of here.” We all threw some money on the table and rushed out. This couldn’t be happening.  

[yutoda-fics]

Upcoming fics

Doing lots of writing this weekend! Here are just a few fics that will be posted sometime throughout the week

Yanan fluff

Hongseok angst

Wooseok yuto and reader best friend fluff

A few of the writing prompts ive chosen plus i have more coming after that. Im keeping a lot of topics as a suprise :) im so excited!

[najatheangel]

𝐌𝐲 𝐁𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐞

pairing: Lee donghyuck x reader (ft. nct members)

genre: fluff, angst, comedy and spice.

inspired song: Bestie by Lloyd.

summary: donghyuck’s and his s/o memories as best friends leading up to becoming lovers. (btw this one’s a little longer than the ones i usually write so beware loves.)

Haechan’s POV: June, 24th, 2018. “Today’s the day where I finally tell her how I feel. After 7 years of my friendship, growing up together and holding back my feelings for so long, Today is the day where things change. I’m tired of being stuck in the friend zone this is my one and only chance before she moves away. Now or Never Hyuck...”

“She's a bad one not a fast one. Every time we get together we have fun”

Growing up, me and y/n always were always bound to be apart of each other’s lives. We’ve grew up in the same neighborhood, our parents met each other in school, our friends are dating each other and we even go to the same school together. Sounds very corny right? It’s true though.

Our thing was always playing horror games together every night after we finish doing homework together. She was always the procrastinator so I had to give her some motivation. Not only that, we always play around the swing sets in the park that’s right in front of our houses to talk about anything and everything that was going on in our life’s.

This one time she got so drunk after Mark’s birthday party and was trying to swing so high and flew off the swing set thinking she was super man. Heh, she can be such a idiot at times. She may be one of the goofiest, bubbly and sweetest people I know. She can also be caring, overprotective and keep me calm whenever I’m always acting crazy.

I don’t remember what exact moment I feel in love with you, but I do remember feeling like as time went by, my love for you stared to grow much stronger. Everyone around us was starting to suspect how we felt about it each other especially my mom she adored you so much and loved the idea of us being together.

She would always ask “Where’s your girlfriend y/n?” Or “Aren’t you supposed to be with your girlfriend right now?” Ah girlfriend, I love the sound of that. Anyways I was grossed out at the idea at first because I only saw you as my sister once before and not to mention I was immature.

She would always ask “Where’s your girlfriend y/n?” Or “Aren’t you supposed to be with your girlfriend right now?” Ah girlfriend, I love the sound of that. Anyways I was grossed out at the idea at first because I only saw you as my sister once before and not to mention I was immature.

She would always ask “Where’s your girlfriend y/n?” Or “Aren’t you supposed to be with your girlfriend right now?” Ah girlfriend, I love the sound of that. Anyways I was grossed out at the idea at first because I only saw you as my sister once before and not to mention I was immature.

She would always ask “Where’s your girlfriend y/n?” Or “Aren’t you supposed to be with your girlfriend right now?” Ah girlfriend, I love the sound of that. Anyways I was grossed out at the idea at first because I only saw you as my sister once before and not to mention I was immature.

Once we’ve started getting much older I've tried dating other girls but none of them just didn’t compare to you. I’ve tried to joke around with them, they wouldn’t take me seriously. When I try to ask them out on dates, they would ditch me for someone else. When I try to be affectionate, they reject and always want to stay friends. I normally had luck keeping girls around, but only for a short amount of time. It seemed like every week I had a new girlfriend.

I knew y/n was always frustrated at me trying to tell me there’s other fish in the sea, but hell I want to my little mermaid and that’s y/n-ie. I even teased her about it, but she didn’t seem to take a hint.

“You know y/n... we should honestly just date. We would be the next Hyuna and Edawn in the school. They would have nothing on us.” I even nudged her on the shoulder to get her smiling.

“Hmm? Are you insane that would be too weird. We’re like brother and sister.” I could tell she was flustered, but she wasn’t exactly to thrilled with the idea. “Plus you know how I feel about Mark already. I’ve got to really wow him at this game tonight.” Oh yeah I forgot to mention she had a crush on my other best friend Mark Lee at the time.

“I know she should just be my friend Yet I'm hoping, I'm hoping that maybe it will lead In love happy end.”

It would work my nerves every time she would talk about him and always would ask advice on what to do, but I was very hopeful and believed I still had to chance to win her heart. I gush to everyone including the boys everyday about how madly in love I was with y/n without even realizing.

I would tell everyone, well except her of course. Johnny almost told my secret to everyone at Jaehyun’s house party when we were all playing strip uno. It was shut down real quickly because Doyoung gave him a long hard talk after awhile.

That night was also the worst for me because that was the same days the homecoming game where you confessed your feelings to Mark and became officially a couple. In my mind I wanted to be happy for the two of you as I watched you two kissed each other in front of everyone.

After that day, I avoided you for a while and couldn’t accept the fact that I couldn’t have you at that very moment. I couldn’t spend more time with you, hold you, kiss you, brag to everyone how much I loved you.

Although I was torn and felt defeated when you started dating Mark, I still felt a tiny bit of hope that someday I would still have a chance to make you mine and have our happy ending.

Y/N POV: June 24th, 2018. The day that I say farewell to my best friend Lee Donghyuck before going leaving to go to Harvard. I can’t believe this day has finally come we haven’t had the chance to hang out throughout our entire senior year so I want to make this count. I also want to tell him how I’ve felt about him. Let’s see where do I even start....

“We were children when we met. Just playing house and drinking sodas at the corner store.”

I remember having a hard time making friends my family moves from city to city because of my dad career as a entrepreneur for multiple companies and my mom working as a travel nurse. I was bullied for my struggling with my weight and for being an outcast which caused a lot of depression for me.

One day I remember running away from these girls in my school because they were trying to throwing apples at me. It was they’re way of trying to help me “eat healthy.” Jokes on them I was the top runner in the track team hehe.

Anyways, I lost them for a good second until I was trapped surrounded by them at the market by my house. I almost felt at lost against the 4 girls, until this crazy guy Lee Donghyuck comes out of no where scaring them away with his Freddy Kruger mask threatening them to leave me alone or he’ll haunt them in their sleep.

I felt bad for laughing, but it was one of the most nicest thing anyone has ever done for me ever since I’ve moved to Korea. He randomly introduces himself to me and offers me to play with him for an exchange of saving my life from those bullies.

“Hey my name is Donghyuck. Those girls always find their next target to pick on, but no worries princess I’m here to protect you. Let me introduce you to my other friends.”

He reached his hand on to me and ever since I was always dragged on to his crazy adventures.

“Like a brother from another. Didn't notice all the other girls they wanted more.”

Donghyuck was pretty popular when it came to having lots of guy friends and dating even when we were kids. In 5th grade on Valentine’s I remembered his desk being flooded with chocolates and anonymous love letters stuffed in backpack.

The idea didn’t bother me at first because I saw Hyuck as my older protective brother. I even slid some letters in my self saying “Happy Valentine’s Day loser. Enjoy those kits kats!” We tend to tease each other a lot, but that’s how we showed our love to each other.

People in our class including the boys Jaemin, Chenle and Yang Yang were encouraging us to date, but we just never seemed thrilled with the idea.

“Awhh c’mon you guys would be so cute together. You guys have kissed once before anyways it’s a sign.” I remember the boys would always poke fun at us, but we both would scream.

“Ew no way! Plus that kiss didn’t count it was for a school play.”

Yet every time a guy would try to ask me out, Donghyuck would scare them away because he claims that I’m still too young to date. Smh, yeah I should’ve known that it was actually because you were jealous.

“But now look at the glow up. You're the finest thing I ever seen, but you never been more than a friend to me.”

As much as I hate to admit it, but god sometimes Donghyuck can be hot...sexy...hell good looking when he wants to be. It doesn’t help that he’s teasing me about it either.

There was this one time when we were playing Mario Karts in his room and it was on a hot summer day at the time. This guy had the nerve to take his shirt off in front of me with sweat dripping on his abs, hair slightly messy to the side, and leans back with his grey sweat pants on.

GREY SWEATS!! Like cmon. I could barely concentrate on the game after awhile admiring how painly handsome. I felt very guilty because I was still dating Mark at the time, but my mind was going 2 different directions.

“Hey y/n if your hot you can take your shirt off too. I thought my mom had the mechanic fixed the ac by now so sorry about that.” There he goes sticking his tongue out like that again. Does he have no shame.

“Umm, Hyuck I just remembered I have a test on Friday to study for. Tootles!” I knew if I would’ve stayed in his room much longer I would’ve either passed out or sink deep into his tempting body leaning against mine. It was not only the heat in the room that was driving me crazy, but my beating heart that was burning my chest.

Before I tried to leave he shut the door and pushed me against the wall staring deep into my eyes. “You know princess, we don’t have a math test Friday right? I’m in the same class as you.”

This man uggh, next he proceeds to make me look at him in the eye by lifting my chin up. “D-did I say math test, silly me. I meant biology test.” After laughing awkwardly for a while I realized he wasn’t laughing with me like he usually does. It was like the vibe changed in a matter of 5 sec.

“Listen y/n...I know your dating Mark and all, but would it be wrong to just let me hold you one last time.” Yeah it would be awful, especially when your still technically half naked in front of me.

I’ve never even gotten close to kissing Mark before, yet my friend of 6 years is going to do it. So I had to run out of there before things got worse. “I-I can’t do that Hyuck. You know that wouldn’t be right. Now if you’ll excuse me.”

“I'm thinking that one day you'll be mine. And I don't wanna lose you.”

I ran home as fast as I can hyperventilating before I let myself caught any feelings. The truth was for awhile I only wanted to date Mark to try to forget about Hyuck, but after that night I’ve started to realize that I can’t escape my feelings that I have for him it’s impossible.

I love him more than anyone in this world. The thought of that saying had me laughing and crying that night.

June 26th, the day Donghyuck will have one last chance to confess his feelings before his princess y/n leaves off to go to school. Y/N and Donghyuck both run out of each other’s house and decided to meet up at the swing set after 6 years.

They both sit down sighing looking up at the orange sunset sky that’s shinning throughout the area. The two of them slowly swing looking down at the ground waiting for the other person to speak up first.

“So...I bet you probably heard the news already huh? I’ve finally got accept to Harvard. So tomorrow I’ll be going back to my hometown to begin my semester in fall.” Donghyuck responds back by saying.

“I know, I heard from my mom. She nearly cried. You know it would’ve been nice to hear from you. I haven’t seen you since last week.” Y/n finally looks up at him with tears falling down her face.

“Hyuck I’ve been going through so much this past week. I’ve broken up with Mark, my brother was stuck in the hospital and I almost had to repeat senior year if I didn’t pass that state test. So I’m sorry I didn’t contact you lately.”

Hyuck quickly stands up and hugs y/n gently by stroking her hair. “It would’ve been nice to hear your voice. I miss you and I love you.”

They both freeze up at the words he just said “Y-you what now?” Hyuck gulps at first, but then he snaps out of it ready to pour his heart out.”

“LISTEN PRINCESS I LOVE YOU OKAY?? Not just as a friend either. This whole year I never got to hang out with you and I don't know how to pretend, I hate falling in love with my best friend. That night you left my room I almost gave up on us, but I knew I had to tell you before you walk out of my life. Talk about bad timing right?”

Y/N starts giggling wiping her tears for a split second but then smiles by saying.

“I love you too Donghyuck. I have for a long time actually I just didn’t want to ruin my one and only specially friendship I had with you. I was even thinking that trying to move on by dating someone else would work, but it didn’t. Without you in my life, I am blue as the sky.”

The two of you of crack up laughing again at your embarrassing thoughts of each other, but immediately stop trying to think of what should happen next.

“We’re truly some idiots. Now we only have a few hours left of being a couple before you leave. So what happens next y/n?”

Y/n sits on Hyuck’s lap hugging him tightly and leans into his face by saying. “No worries we’ll figure this out once I move. For right now let’s just enjoy our last few hours together as a couple.”

Hyuck wraps arms around y/n waist and feels his heart skipping a beat once she starts kissing him softly in his ear. “Princess you know I’m very ticklish right there.” Ignoring his comments y/n proceeds to kiss his ear again, but then starts trailing down to his neck.

“My B-E-S-T, a true friend to me. Give me love and energy, that is what you send to me”

“Mmm keep calling me princess and I promise you I won’t be able to hold back.” He wiggles his eyebrows at your bold response and smirks by saying...

“Well what’s stoping you? We can do it right here right now on these swing sets.” He starts sliding your hands in your thighs while finally kissing you on your lips.

All that built up passion and emotion was easily displayed as you were kissing him. Not to mention the fact that he’s sliding his hand in your jeans which is making it hard for you to keep your voice down.

“Ahh keep it down y/n...Do you want the neighbors to hear you?” He teases you more by moving your hand in his jeans. “Do it for me too.”

“Lee Donghyuck, are you crazy?? Why don’t we just do this in your room. We will get caught for sure.” He pouts for a second and says

“Yes I’m crazy for you. You already know this though. How about this, we can finish this in my room and we can just tell my mom we stayed up playing games again all night long. Deal?”

“Deal!” You give him one last peck on the lips and grab him by running into his house like there’s no tomorrow. “Slow down princess!” The two of you slammed the door in his room and for the whole night you never dared to leave his side for a split second.

“It's what you do to me.”

The morning after ended up becoming very emotional for the both of you, because this is the last the you’ll be seeing each other face to face until the both of you are done with school. While he’s off becoming a singer, you’ll be on your way becoming a lawyer.

Out of all the places you could possibly move away from again your home next to Donghyuck and his family was the hardest to leave from. You made so many memories here and would cherish it for the rest of your life.

Before heading the road you give your best friend and now boyfriend one last hug and kiss on the forehead before putting your last luggage in the trunk and hitting the road to start your journey.

Although your both moving on to different paths of life career wise, you both will always have your history together and promised to reunite as a couple again when the time is right.

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good things come in threes (1)

summary: you had a unique relationship with hyuna and hyojong, one that gets even more complicated when min yoongi gets involved.

pairing: yoongi/reader, hyuna/reader/hyojong

word count: 2984

rating: 18+

genre: fluff, smut, angst, idolverse, idol!reader

warning: smut, threesome, hyuna with a strap is my biggest kink, sexting, excessive orgasms, marking

a/n: my dream threesome is with hyuna and edawn and thats just the cold hard facts

“So, (y/n), on to the burning question that’s on everyone’s mind,” the host started, leaning towards you. “What is your relationship with Hyuna and E’Dawn.”

You laughed and the host joined in. “Well, they’re my dear friends of course. If it wasn’t for Hyuna taking an interest in me all those years ago I wouldn’t be where I am today.”

The host was visibly disappointed with your answer. It was the one you gave any time you were given that question, you would think they would stop asking it by now.

“So, you’re not in a relationship with them?” He pried and you internally rolled your eyes but externally kept a polite smile on your face.

“They’re in a relationship with each other, so no, I’m not in a relationship with them.” It wasn’t a lie. They thought it was hilarious how you never once lied about the details of your relationship, just darted around it.

“Well, that’s all we have time for today. It was a pleasure talking to you today (y/n).” The host said and you both got to your feet. “Everyone check out her new album, now available on all streaming services.”

Your manager was the first person to approach you when you walked off the stage, a clipboard in her hand and an annoyed look on her face. “You think they would learn to stop asking that question by now.”

“I think it’s funny.” You shrugged and Minsun glared at you.

“I know you do. You’re getting more reckless (y/n), more people are talking, especially since Hyuna and E’Dawn made their relationship public. It’s only a matter of time before something gets caught on camera, and then what? You’re controversial enough as is, that could be the final nail in your coffin.”

You sighed. “You worry too much Minsun. Besides, I don’t see much of them these days anyway.”

Walking into your dressing room, your manager was quick to close the door behind you before turning and fixing you with a hard stare. “You and Hyuna are both performing at MAMA this year, you know E’Dawn’s going to be there. I am begging you (y/n), be careful. Keep the physical contact for behind closed doors, I’d prefer you to stay away from closed doors with them, but I know it’s pointless to even ask.”

“I promise Minsun, okay?”  

“I wish I could believe you.” Your manager said with a defeated sigh before adjusting her glasses and walking out. Guilt coursed through you. Minsun was an amazing manager, she had been with you since the start of your career, you didn’t like making her worry.

The guilt faded away when you picked up your phone and saw a message from Hyuna. Your breath hitched when you opened the message and saw the attached picture. It was obviously her hand, resting on top of Hyojong’s clothed crotch, but you could see the strain from his erection.

we miss you (y/n), all i did was say your name and he got hard

Excitement coursed through you and you double-checked that your door was locked before ripping your shirt off and posing in front of the large mirror. Your face wasn’t in the picture, it never was. The three of you were careful about that, in case someone were to get ahold of your phones.  

After being satisfied with one of the pictures, you sent it.

i’ll see you both in two days, make sure we’re in a soundproof room  

A sudden knock on the door distracted you from the heat pooling between your legs and you groaned. “Hurry up (y/n), you have practice in an hour!”

“Yeah yeah yeah, I’m coming Minsun.”

Two days later and it was finally the day you had been waiting for. Your stomach was in knots, but not because you were nervous about your nomination for ‘Song of the Year’. No, you were finally seeing Hyuna and Hyojong again.  

Between your tour, working on your new album, and all your tv appearances, you hadn’t seen either of them in five months. It was torture. Sure, there were phone calls, video chats, and a multitude of texts, but it wasn’t the same. Your whole body was practically vibrating in anticipation.

“I know you’re eager to run off and see those two, but you need to greet the BTS boys first,” Minsun informed and you stopped dead in your tracks.

“Why?”

Your manager shook her head. “Other than it being polite since you’re going to walk right by them, there may be talk going on about a collaboration.”

“Why didn’t you say anything?” You hissed in a hushed whisper, your eyes wide at your manager’s words.

“I did, a few times, you were too busy texting Hyuna and E’Dawn.”  

You tried to think back, but you were coming up blank. “A collaboration? Really?”

Minsun rolled her eyes. “Yes, a few of the boys expressed interest in it. The details aren’t ironed out yet.”

“Which boys?” You prompted excitedly. A collaboration with BTS was everything you dreamed about. You were a big fan of them. Their music was amazing, they’re choreography was stunning, and they were all drop-dead gorgeous. Not to mention it could be what you needed to really break into the American market, something you had been making progress with.

“Suga’s expressed the most interest, but also Jimin and Jungkook. I have a few meetings coming up about it, so make nice with them.” Minsun didn’t have to tell you twice before you were bouncing up to the group of boys, sliding right past security.

“Hey, guys!” You chirped. “It’s so nice to officially meet you.”

You had seen them at award shows and events before but had never said more than two words in passing. The boys were immediately falling all over themselves to greet you.

“Ah hello!”

“(y/n), hi!”

“It’s so nice to meet you!”

“Wow, hi!”

“I’m a big fan!”

“You’re so pretty!”

“Hello.”

They each shook your hand and you giggled at how excited they were. “My manager just told me there’s talk about a collaboration going on, I’m looking forward to it.”

Namjoon was the first to answer with a shy smile. “We would all be honored to collaborate with you (y/n), we’re all big fans.”

“Yes! We love you!” J-Hope added cheerfully.

“Aww, stop it guys, I’m blushing.” You replied, bringing your hands to your cheeks. “I could say the same about all of you! I’m such a big fan! You’re all so talented!”

“You’re the talented one here (y/n),” Jimin commented shyly.

“I always watch your videos the day they come out!” Jin added excitedly.

You felt your phone vibrate in your pocket and you suddenly remembered just where you were headed to before you were distracted by the seven boys. The butterflies in your stomach increased because you knew what was waiting for you in Hyuna’s dressing room.

“Well, it was so nice to meet all of you!” You smiled, catching Suga’s eye and grinning even wider. He was definitely your favorite, your bias some would say. “I look forward to working together in the future.”

The boys said their goodbyes and you were off. You couldn’t move fast enough and the security guard in front of the door immediately moved when he saw you.  

“(y/n)!” Hyuna squealed when the door shut behind you and she was in your arms immediately.

“Hi.” You laughed.

“It’s good to see you,” Hyojong said with a lazy smile, sliding behind you and wrapping his arms around your waist.  

Hyuna’s lips were on yours immediately, inexplicably eager. Hyojong’s hands roamed up the front of your body, sliding under your shirt and cupping your breasts.

“You two are eager.” You breathed against Hyuna’s lips before being silenced again.

“We missed you, can’t you tell?” Hyojong answered before lowering his mouth to the base of your neck. Your breaths started to become uneven when Hyuna’s hands slid down your stomach and slipped past the waistband of your sweatpants.

“You’re so wet already (y/n).” Hyuna purred when one of her digits rubbed against your soaked panties.

“What can I say, I missed you both too.” You panted and she giggled before tugging you out of Hyojong’s grip and to the large couch. He whined at the loss of contact and trailed behind.

“C’mon Hyojong, we have to make (y/n) cum at least five times before she has to get ready to perform.”  

“My goal is seven.”

No, you weren’t in a relationship with Hyuna and Hyojong. It started not long after your first collaboration with Hyuna. She had taken such an interest in you, and the two of you got along so well, you easily became close friends. Then it morphed into something more than that, and the sex started.

It was complicated, and messy at first, but you worked through it. Neither of you wanted a relationship, so you settled on friends-with-benefits and that worked out spectacularly. Then she started dating Hyojong and everything went to shit again. You remained friends, though it was rocky, and you didn’t touch each other for a year.

Until she finally approached you about a threesome. It was never something you thought you’d be in to, but you decided to give it a try because sex with Hyuna was spectacular and you missed her. It was probably the greatest decision you had ever made. Your biggest fear was that you would feel like an intruder since they were dating, but their attention was so focused on you and holy shit Hyojong was also great in bed.

It worked out surprisingly well. You weren’t in their relationship, it wasn’t a polyamorous relationship, you were just friends-with-benefits with both of them. There were times when you just slept with Hyuna, or just slept with Hyojong. You all shared a connection, it just didn’t extend to romantic when it came to you, and you were okay with that because you didn’t have romantic feelings for either of them. You all loved each other, but it was platonic when it came to you.

The public wouldn’t understand so it was kept under wraps, and that was fine with you too. Only a handful of people knew the truth, your manager for one, only because she happened to walk in on you making out with Hyuna while Hyojong was eating you out. She wasn’t happy, to say the least.

There was also their former ‘Triple H’ member, Hui. He joined in on the fun a few times, leading to some very memorable orgasms.

Other than those two, Hyuna’s security guard and a few members of both of your inner circles. There was a tight lid on it, even though there was speculation. Hyuna and Hyojong were very touchy in public to your manager’s constant annoyance. They’d been seen leaving your dressing room and vice versa multiple times, but there’s never been anything concrete.

“I think that’s six.” Hyojong smiled, picking his head up from your dripping pussy and licking his lips. Hyuna smashed her lips against his, lapping up the excess juice from his lips. Without his grip on your thighs, your trembling legs fell against the couch and you took a shaky breath.  

He wasn’t kidding when he said his goal was seven.

“My turn!” Hyuna chirped, pulling back from Hyojong. She already had her strap on, and your vagina literally twitched in anticipation. He moved to stand next to your head and you turned your head to the side to take his hard cock in your mouth while Hyuna fucked you.

She had only gotten a few strokes in when there was a knock on the door. “(y/n) so help me God you needed to be in makeup five minutes ago. I’m going to walk away and if you’re not in your dressing room in two minutes there will be hell to pay!”

“Fuck.” You mumbled around Hyojong’s cock. Minsun didn’t get angry often, but when she did it was never pretty.

“That’s not fair!” Hyuna whined, pulling out so you could get up and tug your clothes on, struggling because of how weak your legs felt.

You glanced up into the mirror and cursed again when you saw the marks on your neck. “Hyojong! What the fuck is this! Minsun is going to fucking gut me!”

Said boy just shrugged, lounging on the couch. “You know I get carried away when I don’t see you for a while.”

“I’m fucked.” You groaned, haphazardly throwing your rats’ nest of sex hair into a messy bun.

“Yeah, you were.” He grinned and you glared at him.

“Have a good performance babe!” Hyuna called out as you threw open the door, still tugging your shirt into place. You managed a wave before the door shut, quickly turning on your heel to rush to your dressing room. What you weren’t expecting to happen was to run right into someone else.

“Shit sorry!” You said automatically, the other person’s hands coming up to steady you. Your eyes shot up to see just who you were running into and your mouth went dry when you met Suga’s gaze.

He didn’t say anything at first. You watched as his eyes took you in, shirt on inside out, obvious sex hair, swollen lips, dark marks on your neck. Then his attention went to the name on the door you ran out of and you practically saw the pieces connect in his brain.

Fuck.

You wanted to say something, to throw together some half-baked excuse, but you remembered that you probably only had thirty seconds to get to your dressing room before having to face the wrath of your manager, so you extracted yourself from his grip and shot him a frazzled smile. “Sorry, gotta blast!”

As expected, Minsun essentially ripped you a new asshole when she saw the hickeys on your neck. It was a good thing your makeup team was very good at their job or you never would have heard the end of it. Your hairstylist didn’t even bother trying to be gentle, but you couldn’t complain.  

You managed to be in position five minutes before you had to go on and you just prayed to God your legs didn’t give out on you. Sex before a performance was never a good idea, but you couldn’t help yourself.

Miraculously, you managed to pull off a stellar performance despite how weak-kneed you still felt. It felt amazing when you could finally sit and watch others. Hyuna was spectacular as always, you couldn’t get the vision of her in-between your legs with her strap on out of your mind though. Minsun discreetly pinched you when she saw you start to squirm the slightest bit.

BTS was amazing. Their performance was so passionate, you were entranced the whole time. You knew they would win Artist of the Year.

Finally, it was time for them to announce Song of the Year. Your stomach was in fucking knots. You had been nominated once before but lost to Twice. Minsun was gripping your hand so tight you thought it was going to fall off.

“Song of the Year…goes to,” The announcer began before peeling open the envelope. “(y/n) for Anywhere, Anytime!”

Minsun started screaming immediately, followed by your team. You just sat there in shock, eyes the size of saucers.

“You did it!” Minsun squealed, jerking you up to your feet. The cheers from the crowd were deafening and you just couldn’t think. You won. You actually won. What the fuck.

Almost in a trance, you walked up to the announcer who had a giant smile. He handed you the award and you took it almost robotically, shaking his hand and thanking him. Then it was time for your speech, but you still couldn’t even think.

“Um…wow,” You started with a nervous laugh staring at the award in your hand. “I just…wow.”

Tears started to prick at the back of your eyes as you stared at the award, it finally starting to hit you that you won.

“There are so many people I have to thank for this, um,” You paused, trying to fight through the burning in your throat. The crowd began to cheer again, shouts of encouragement reaching your ears. “My fans, of course, I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for you. I love each and every one of you so much…I’ll continue working hard for all of you.”

You used your free hand to wipe the now free-falling tears. “My parents, for always believing me and supporting me. My manager, Minsun, and my whole team for being such an amazing support system, my company for giving me this opportunity, just, everyone who supports me and of course my lovely friend Hyuna who I owe so much to. Thank you all so much for this, just, thank you.”

Hyuna was the first person to greet you when you walked off the stage, pulling you into a tight hug. “I’m so proud of you!”

You just cried into her shoulder while she laughed before passing you to Hyojong.

“Good job baby.” He whispered into your ear, rubbing your back as you cried. Minsun was the one to break you all apart, ushering you back to your seat with a shake of her head, she held back from chiding you though.

You found your friends again after the awards when all the groups were mingling. She instinctively wrapped an arm around your waist and Hyojong placed a quick kiss against your cheek. You just so happened to glance up in time to see Suga staring directly at you. You knew he had seen the interaction. You knew he knew something was up.

You met his intense gaze and he was the first to look away. Just great.

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About Me

PLEASE READ: As of NOV 2022

Personal:

28/USA/Afro-Carribean

BLM, FTP, ACAB

Sagittarius sun, scorpio moon, taurus rising (i know, im sorry)

I speak english and spanish (kinda poorly but i understand everything)

Taken/Queer/They/Them

insert stereotypical im a “weeb, nerd, gamer, metalhead” shit here

i’m no longer writing kpop fanfics but i am writing other stories on my main tumblr @sad--succubus

if we used to talk on here and you’d like to reconnect, please still message me on either blog. i will answer either way. i’ve been away for a long time but i’d like to find the friends i used to talk to.

K-pop:

2nd Gen Kpop stan

Girl Groups (some i know the members, some i just like the music): 2ne1, f(x), Girls Generation, CLC, Red Velvet, G-idle, EXID, Mamamoo, 4Minute, Wondergirls, Sistar, Blackpink 

Boy Groups (some i know the members, some i just like the music) Pentagon, NCT 127, Monsta X, Stray Kids, Ateez, WayV, Seventeen, ACE, Victon, BAP, Got7, Big Bang, EXO, SuJu, Shinee, Block B, iKon, Winner, VIXX, 

Co-Ed KARD, Triple H, Troublemaker

Solos Jessi, DPRLive, DPRIan, Jooyoung, G-Dragon, Taeyang, Hyuna, Dawn, Gray, Dean, Bloo, Woodz, Jay Park, Zico, Mino, Bobby, Holland, Sik-k, Huta, Flowsik, Ravi, Crush, Giriboy, Sunmi, Hyolyn, Hwasa

Ults (Girl): #1-Hwasa, #2-Hyuna, #3-Jessi, #4-Irene

Ults (Boys): (Past #1) Taeyang, (Past #2) Yoongi, Current #1- Johnny Suh, Current #2- Yang Hongseok

Some Other Biases: Mark Tuan (Got7), Mingi (Ateez), Mingyu (SVT), Irene (Red Velvet), LE (EXID), Youngguk (BAP), Seungwoo (Victon), Kun (WayV), Eunhyuk (SuJu), Hyungwon (MX), Felix (SKZ), Sehun (Exo), B.M & Jiwoo (KARD), BK (ACE), Taeil (Block B), Leo (VIXX)

Who I Write For:

Pentagon:

Hui

Edawn

Hongseok

Kino

Yuto

Nct/Wayv:

Johnny

Jaehyun

Yuta

Taeil

Kun

Lucas

Other Possible Groups (that i've thought about but havent really started anything)

Seventeen:

Mingyu

Wonwoo *

Dk

Red Velvet:

Irene

Joy

Mamamoo:

Hwasa * 

Solos: 

Monster Woo

Christian Yu

DPRLive

Jessi

Hyuna*

Sik-k 

*Have written or featured in stories already

What I Write:

Smut, Angst, sporadic fluff, Full length series, one-shots, drabbles

Exploring & explaining kinks/BDSM, queer/POC issues, POC characters, reader inserts/ambiguous reader (but please assume that my stories are made specifically for people of color), mental health issues, suicide/death, (light) substance abuse (not addiction really), partying, some sexual assault

Warnings and features (what the goods for the sex scene are) are written above the story

I have OCs in 2 of my series and i occasionally add characterization to (ambiguous) reader fics.

For ambiguous reader fics i still try and stay away from descriptive words (for hair, skin, body shape, etc) as much as possible

i do write mostly for afab people (in sexual situations, of which all of my stories have). Sometimes i write sex scenes from the male perspective

I use mostly she pronouns in stories and sometimes they/them (still for afab person)

i have written a single chapter of idolxidol (explicit sex and kissing) and write mentions of it (like exes and relationships a/o experiences) but its not my forte or specific thing i go for. I dont normally ship the members of a group. (Exceptions are JohnJae and Johnta, but again not my forte or first thing i go for)

I dont take requests anymore (because it takes me forever to complete one and i need to be in the right mood & headspace.)

i don’t rp/erp