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destiny-fics · 11 months ago

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11:45 pm-Wang Yixiang (Nicholas)

Pairing: Wang Yixiang (Nicholas) x Fem!Reader

Warnings: smut, sneaking out, car sex, making out, riding, dirty talk, dom!Nicholas, sub!reader, Euijoo makes an appearance, swearing, reader gets called baby and princess and also a brat, Nicho is sometimes referred to as Yixiang, he also gets called the reader's boytoy.

A/N: Hello everyone! Long time no see and here I am to drop this little Nicho fic and to say that I'll officially be adding &team to my list of groups I write for! I'll only be writing for K, Fuma, Nicho, Euijoo, Yuma and Jo so feel free to request things you'd like to see for those members! Hope y'all enjoy this.

18+ Only. Minors DNI

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"What the ever-loving fuck is that?"

You looked up from your journal at your roommate's expletive, raising your eyebrow at her as she stalked over to your window. Your dorm was on one of the upper floors of your building and usually, at this time of night during the middle of the week, it was quiet, peaceful even. The perfect environment for the two of you to study in, your roommate pouring over her physics notes while you scribbled in your journal.

"Ugh," your friend groaned as she looked out the window, montioning for you to come over to the window. "It's your boy toy."

You furrowed your brows, closing your journal before making your way over to the window. "My boytoy?"

"Nicholas," she rolled her eyes, opening the window. "Hey boy toy, will you knock it off? Some people are trying to study here!"

"Don't call him that," you whisper-yelled, pushing her away from the window "she didn't mean that! What...what are you doing here though?"

Nicholas just laughed, shaking his head and tucking his hands in your pockets. "It's okay princess. I was just wondering if you wanted to come for a drive?"

"Nicho it's past curfew, I'll get...we'll get in trouble."

"Ah, who's gonna know?"

"I'll know," your roommate singsonged, looking back out the window and down at Nicholas. "What makes you think I'll let you take my darling y/n away tonight?"

Nicholas merely looked amused and motioned to his car "Euijoo's in the car. I could offer you a trade for a few hours?"

You roommate hummed softly "You and y/n go for a drive and I get Euijoo to myself for a few hours?"

"That's what I said isn't it?"

"You got yourself a deal sir."

Nicholas grinned, bowing his head at your roommate before motioning to Euijoo to get out of the car "Pleasure doing business with you madam."

You rolled your eyes at their antics before pulling on your shoes and a jacket. "You're crazy Nicho, you know that?"

"Crazy about you, you mean." He ignored the disgusted face Euijoo pulled at him as he walked past, ready to climb through your window as soon as you'd climbed out. "Now jump."

"Jump?? I was joking before but you really are crazy."

"Ah c'mon I'll catch you," he smirked holding his arms out for you to jump into. "Don't you trust me baby?"

You sighed, looking over the window ledge and down at your boyfriend before swinging your leg over the edge and jumping into Nicholas' arms. He grinned as he caught you and set you down gently, kissing your cheek. "See? Told you I'd catch you."

You rolled your eyes, patting his chest gently "Yeah, yeah. You were right."

Nicholas grinned, pulling you in closely by the waist and kissing you deeply "God it's so sexy when you say that."

"Ah," you nodded your head in recognition, briefly breaking eye contact with Nicholas to wave goodbye to your roomate as she pulled Euijoo into your room, hands already tugging at his hair and lips already attached. "So we're going on a drive then? Not just a drive."

"Baby," Nicho looked mock offended as he began to walk you to his car. "I am a gentleman, I would never suggest we partake in something so vulgar."

You snorted "Good thing I'm not a gentleman, so I'll suggest it. Wanna take me to a lookout and let me ride you in the driver's seat?"

Nicholas grinned, openeing the passanger side door for you before sliding into the driver's seat.

"I'm so glad you asked."

"Fuck princess...that's it, mark me up. Make sure everyone knows I'm yours."

You hummed softly against Nicholas' neck, nipping and sucking at the soft skin to leave another bruise. A garden of similar marks had begun to bloom across your boyfriend’s neck and he was incredibly pleased with your work. You pulled away to admire the marks, pressing your fingers into the bruises. Nicholas moaned, looking up at you through hooded eyelids and kicking his head back so you could see the marks better.

"They look pretty baby?"

"Yeah..." You nodded "so pretty."

"That's cause my pretty girl did them." He smiled, sitting up and pressing his lips to yours in a heated kiss. "My pretty fucking girl marked me up, made me hers."

"All mine Nicho, you're all mine." You whispered against his lips, hands desperately making their way down to his belt to undo the buckle. He lifted his hips up to let you slide his pants and boxers down, just enough for his cock to spring out, the tip hard and leaking. You practically drooled at the sight, and ran your thumb over his leaking slit. Nicholas sighed, watching you with his lip between his teeth.

"You just gonna tease princess? Or you actually going to follow through with that promise to ride me?"

"Don't be a brat Wang Yixiang, or I won't follow through at all."

Nicholas raised an eyebrow, pulling your panties to the side and positioning you over his cock, just teasing your entrance with his tip. "We're using government names now y/n y/l/n?"

"Depends, are you going to continue to be a brat?"

Nicholas chuckled, shaking his head "I am not the brat baby, you are. But that's okay, I have a foolproof plan to change that."

"And what exactly would that be...?" You sunk yourself onto his cock with a moan, eyelids fluttering shut.

Nicholas snapped his hips up into yours fast and hard, pushing little desperate and whiny moans out of your mouth. "Oh it's easy really, I'll just fuck all that brattiness out of you."

"Is that a-fuck! Promise?"

"Oh princess, it's a fucking guarantee."

And Nicholas wasn't the kind of person to back out of one of his promises. He set a rough, nearly animalistic pace, fucking you hard and fast, cock hitting your sweet spot with every thrust. You could barely speak, you could barely think, only able to feel Nicholas, only able to think about him and how his cock felt inside of you.

"Nicho...Nicho fuck, please please please."

"What do you want princess?"

"Want you to make me cum...please."

Nicholas immediately slowed his pace down as the words left your mouth, chuckling as you whined. "You think you deserve to cum? Think you've earned it?"

"Yes Nicho...Yixiang, please."

"Okay then my pretty princess, you can cum, cum all over my cock for me."

Nicholas' permission was the last thing you needed for the knot of pleasure within your stomach to come lose, burying your head into your boyfriend's neck as you creamed on his cock. Nicholas pushed himself deep inside you as he came, letting out his own long groan to accompany you whines and moans of his name.

You both panted quietly as you came down from your highs, Nicholas' car hot and sticky with sweat and the smell of sex.

"Juju's gonna kill me for fucking in the car," he whispered making you laugh softly.

"If he does then I'll kill him back for fucking in my room."

Nicholas laughed, kissing your cheek softly "I love you, you know that right?"

"You've mentioned it once or twice," you giggled, pecking his lips. "I love you too."

Thump

"Ow..."

"Nicho I swear if you don't shut the fuck up."

You whisper yelled, helping Nicholas back up off the floor of your room and leading him to your bed.

"Sorry sorry, but who just leaves a chair there?"

You deadpanned him, falling onto the covers of your bed and dragging your boyfriend to lay next to you, quickly checking to see if your roommate and Euijoo were still asleep in her bed. "Under the desk? Where they usually are? Oh I don't know everyone?"

"Oh ha ha you're so funny."

"I'm glad you agree," you giggled kissing his nose. The two of you settled into a comfortable silence, letting the sound of the other's breathing lull you to sleep. It was peaceful, quiet and almost too relaxing, until the soft voice of Euijoo rang through the room.

"Yo Nicho, you okay? You totally ate shit tripping over that chair."

Masterlist

#&team smut #andteam smut #nicholas wang smut #wang yixiang smut #kpop smut #hard thoughts with rose #kpop hard hours

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enha-hype · 27 days ago

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first snow ❄️

pairing : idol!euijoo x non idol!reader, established relationship

genre : pure tooth-rotting fluff

summary : surprising your boyfriend at work on a cold winter evening turns extra special as the first snow of the season makes its appearance <3

w.c. : 1.1k

a/n : help i'm so downbad i can't stop writing him. korea having its first snow a couple of days ago and all the idols posting about it inspired me to write this lol

You wait eagerly, your insides buzzing with excitement as you wait for your boyfriend to get done with filming. You hate how busy you’ve both been all week, to the point that you barely got to see each other despite sharing an apartment – you’d leave early for work before Euijoo woke up and then he’d come home late at night after you were asleep. With how cold the weather has been getting lately, you wish you could’ve continued with your cozy evenings and cuddly mornings together but unfortunately work had had other plans.

But it’s finally over now - you and your team managed to wrap up the project you had been working on today and you got to leave early. Euijoo had left for work earlier than he usually did in the mornings, which meant that he’d be done for the day that much sooner as well. Which is why you thought it would be perfect to surprise him.

Even from where you are sitting a good distance away in the car, you can see that he’s freezing, and it’s no wonder because it’s colder than usual today. His breath fogs up the air when he speaks or exhales. You honestly don’t know why his company thought it would be a good idea to have them film outside in this temperature. While you feel bad that he has to do this while you watch from the warmth of the car, you can’t get over how impossibly adorable he looks with all his extremities gone a soft pink from the cold – his ears, his nose, the tips of his fingers. You have to physically stop yourself from squealing every now and then as you watch him because the group’s manager is in the car with you. Whenever Euijoo gets a short break where he doesn’t have to be on camera, he pulls on his huge puffer jacket and shoves his hands into the pockets to warm them up. It makes him look so smol and cuddly and you want so badly to run out to him and you would have if you were allowed. You grit your teeth and tell yourself it’s just for a little while longer.

When he’s finally done and ready to leave, you watch with barely contained delight as the staff point him to the car you’re seated in. He looks a little confused as to why he’s being told to take a different one (he can’t see inside the car owing to the tinted windows) from the rest of his group members. Nonetheless, he obliges, thinking that maybe he has some extra work left to do as the rest of them head back. He tries not to let his disappointment show. He’s the leader, after all. As he’s making his way towards the car, you ask the manager if he would mind stepping out for a bit if he doesn’t wish to be subjected to your PDA. He complies a little too eagerly, making you chuckle. He’s probably still scarred from the time he walked in on the both of you passionately making out. The manager flashes your bewildered boyfriend a knowing smile as he walks past him.

“SURPRISE!” you squeal when he opens the door to the backseat. His eyes widen and he freezes for just a second before breaking out into the biggest smile and immediately scooching in and closing the door behind him. He pulls you into a hug, his arms locking tight around you.

“What are you doing here?” he laughs, delighted. You pull back and enclose both his hands in yours. His fingers are ice-cold.

“Jeez baby, you’re freezing!” You exhale hot air on them and rub your hands against his, hoping the friction will add to the warmth. Euijoo doesn’t mention that he has hot packs he could use in his pocket – he likes this much better. He gazes at you, his heart feeling like it’s glowing. You look up at him, at the warm fondness in his smile and can’t help smiling too. You notice his nose is still pink from the cold and you have an idea.

“What am I doing here? Hmm, let’s see . . . I’m here . . .” You pause to pull him closer and place a kiss on his lips. “. . to . . .” A kiss on his nose. “ . . . warm . .” Lips. “ . . you . . .” Nose. “. . . up!” Lips lips lips.

And that is all it takes for him to melt into a puddle – the man is a blushing, giggling mess. He nuzzles up against you, burying his face in your jacket.

“What, don’t I get any in return?” you tease. He emerges from your jacket immediately and proceeds to smother your face in kisses with his ice-cold lips. “Gahh wait,” you giggle and hold out your hand to keep him from continuing. His brows furrow in confusion, lips still puckered in a half-pout. “Cold lips,” you explain.

“Well clearly they need some more warming up,”

You give him a look as if to say is that so? but wind your arms around his neck and lean in as he does. Your mouths glide against each other’s, warmth against cold, until both of your lips are the same temperature. You run your thumb over his lips. “There. Nice and warm now?”

“Mmm. Nice and warm.”

. ݁ ˖⋆ ˚❆

You’re in the parking lot of Euijoo’s favourite cafe, waiting for the manager to return. Euijoo had wanted to get hot chocolate before heading back home, but he fell asleep on your shoulder on the way and you didn’t want to wake him just yet, so the manager offered to go instead.

And it’s as you’re sitting there staring out at the pretty lights outside, basking in the quiet comfort of his presence next to you that it happens – dazzling silver flakes slowly flutter down from above, softly coating everything in a layer of sparkling white – the first snow of the season. It’s beautiful.

As if he somehow sensed it unconsciously, Euijoo stirs awake and smiles sleepily at you.

“It’s snowing!” you whisper-exclaim, squeezing his hand in excitement.

The next minute you’re both out of the car, arms outstretched while trying to catch the falling crystals. Euijoo grabs you all of a sudden, making you squeal. He lifts you up and spins you around, his face beaming as you giggle.

The manager returns with your drinks just then, and Euijoo sheepishly puts you down – although the former doesn’t mind; the parking lot is fairly empty.

“I’ll wait inside, take your time,” he says, handing you both your drinks and getting into the car.

The two of you lean against the side of the car as you continue to watch the snow drift lazily to the ground. The world feels quieter all of a sudden, softer. Euijoo touches his cup to yours and raises a toast.

“To more first snows with you,”

You return the gesture, feeling a warmth spread inside your chest despite the chilly weather. “To more first snows with you,”

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lovelyjuju · 2 months ago

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𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐤 – 𝐛𝐲𝐮𝐧 𝐞𝐮𝐢𝐣𝐨𝐨

euijoo x fem!reader

genre: love at first sight – college au!, fluff

warnings: a little angst here and there, curse words, alcohol consumption, euijoo is literally just so in love it hurts

word count: 6.5k

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euijoo was never the type to receive a lot of attention from others. he wasn't disliked,he just went unnoticed – overlooked, despite his height. but he didn't mind. he liked it that way; being in his own little bubble that consisted of classes, late night study sessions, his favourite books, and weekends spent gaming with his best friend nicholas. it was peaceful like that and he wouldn't have wanted it any other way.

until he met you.

euijoo was weaving through the crowded college hallways, lost in thought about the upcoming exam period, and mentally organizing how to spread out all the study materials over the next two weeks, when a bright, unfamiliar laugh pierced through the haze of his thoughts.

almost instantly, his eyes found the source of the sound – and he swore he could feel his heart sink. for a moment, he stood frozen, completely taken aback. it wasn’t just your appearance that left him breathless, but something more – a kind of effortless energy that seemed to fill the space around you. he couldn’t believe he had never noticed you before. had you always been there, just beyond the edge of his awareness, waiting to catch him off guard?

the easygoing, yet warm smile you wore, made his heart flutter in a way he'd never experienced before – it captivated him, leaving his eyes fixed on you, unable to look away.

it wasn’t until a dull ache in his shoulder brought him back to reality that he finally gathered his thoughts. "how about not standing in the middle of the hallway," he heard an irritated student mutter as they brushed past him. euijoo quickly stepped aside, clearing his throat before mumbling a half-hearted apology.

when he looked back at you, you were gone, the spot that had held your presence just moments ago now empty, yet somehow, your warmth still seemed to linger in the air. he shook his head as if it could clear his mind that suddenly seemed to only have space for you – exams long forgotten.

as he continued his way to the cafeteria, he tried his best to quiet his thoughts, but to no avail. it was almost ridiculous, he thought, how just twenty seconds of seeing you could completely take over his mind. hell, he didn't even know your name, and until two minutes ago, he hadn’t known you existed at all.

he tightened his grip on the straps of his backpack and exhaled deeply before stepping into the cafeteria, scanning the room for nicholas, determined not to let anything show.

"juju! everything okay?" nicholas greeted him once the younger found him sitting at a table.

"yes," he replied, almost a little too quickly. "why wouldn't everything be okay?"

nicholas furrowed his brows, leaning back in his chair a bit, and scanned his best friend's face carefully. "you know," he started, "i usually ask. but honestly, today you're being weird about it." nicholas crossed his arms in front of his chest. "so, what's up?"

euijoo quickly looked down, knowing damn well he couldn’t lie to nicholas face-to-face, and silently cursed himself for trying too hard to hide how he really felt. he'd always been too awkward when trying to play it cool, and nicholas was too much of a good friend to not notice.

"nothing," he mumbled after a while, "i'm just stressing over exams, i guess."

nicholas sighed slightly. "you know you'll ace it, you always do. why do you have to panic first?"

euijoo just offered a slight shrug as he picked up his chopsticks to eat his lunch, attempting to focus on nicholas’s ramble about finding healthy ways to relieve stress – attempting not to let his thoughts drift back to you once again.

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even days later, euijoo couldn’t shake the moment from his mind. your laughter, your presence – it all replayed in his head, tugging at him in a way that was unfamiliar, unsettling. he found himself scanning the hallways more often, hoping to catch even a glimpse of you. but whenever he did spot you, his heart would pound in his chest, his feet frozen, leaving him unable to approach. instead, he’d linger from a distance, admiring in silence, and hoping you wouldn’t notice.

nicholas was quick to catch on. the two were sitting on the lawn near campus after some hours of studying together in the library. it was evident that both were a little exhausted, but euijoo seemed quieter than usual, distracted.

"you’ve been acting weird lately," nicholas said after some moments of silence, a hint of concern coating his words. "what's going on? is it really just exams?"

euijoo tried to brush it off, shaking his head. "it's nothing, just a lot on my mind."

nicholas raised an eyebrow, clearly unconvinced. just as he was about to respond, he noticed euijoo's eyes slightly widen at something. he followed his friend's gaze, realizing that it wasn’t something after all, but rather someone. euijoo wondered how you always somehow managed to be exactly where he was. so close, yet just so out of reach. he found himself watching you a moment longer than he intended, and nicholas, ever the attentive friend, understood immediately.

"a lot on your mind, huh? or someone on your mind? spill, who is she?"

after a long pause, euijoo sighed. "just–... actually, i don't know." he felt a heat rise to his cheeks just saying it.

nicholas's eyes lit up at euijoo's blushed cheeks, a grin spreading across his face. "you don't know? let me guess, you’ve never talked to her?"

euijoo frowned. "it’s not that easy. i don’t even know where to start. 'hi, i've been secretly watching you for a while now cause you're the prettiest girl i've ever seen?' will surely go well," he said sarcastically.

"it’s not rocket science," nicholas said with a laugh. "you don’t have to confess that you’re hopelessly in love with someone you barely know, juju. you just go up and say hi. you do know how to say hi, right?"

euijoo groaned, sinking deeper into the lawn. "i’m not like you, nicholas. i don’t know how to just... talk to people like that."

nicholas leaned in, a mischievous glint in his eye. "then we’re gonna fix that."

over the next few days, nicholas kept pushing him. whenever they passed you in the hallway, nicholas would nudge euijoo's shoulder and whisper, "now’s your chance," but every time, euijoo’s nerves would get the best of him. his heart would race, his hands would get all sweaty, and the words he wanted to say would evaporate before he could speak.

it became a routine – nicholas encouraging, euijoo hesitating. no matter how much he wanted to approach you, the thought of saying something and making a fool of himself kept holding him back.

nicholas, ever persistent, wouldn’t let up. "look, euijoo," he said one afternoon, pulling him aside after class, "if you don’t do something soon, someone else will. you don’t want to regret not taking your shot, do you?"

euijoo knew nicholas was right, but every time he tried to gather the courage, he felt like he was standing at the edge of a cliff, too afraid to jump.

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one afternoon, in the final week of lectures before exam season would hit with full force, euijoo found himself sitting in the cafeteria, eating his lunch with nicholas while grumbling about the little time they had between lectures and exams, which left them hardly any opportunity to study in peace.

"euijoo," nicholas interrupted his best friend's rant, when he spotted you at a table. usually, you'd sit with your friends, but this time, you were all by yourself. he titled his head in your direction, instructing euijoo to look your way.

"she's alone, that's your chance," he encouraged him yet another time to approach you. the younger opened his mouth to object, but nothing came out – you weren't surrounded by your friends, you weren't rushing to your next class; he didn't have any excuses this time.

"what's the worst that can happen?" nicholas pressed.

the worst that can happen? him making a total fool of himself? you rejecting him? maybe even making fun of him? or worse, ignoring him?

despite the doubts swirling in his mind, he pushed his chair back, stood up on slightly wobbly knees, and walking over to your table. he didn't understand where his confidence came from, but as quickly as it did, it fled his body again, when someone else approached you first.

he stopped dead in his tracks, watching as kei, known as one of the best athletes on the college's team, sat down next to you, greeted you with a gentle kiss on your cheek, and wrapped his arm around your waist to pull you just a little closer.

euijoo's heart dropped. he felt stupid. so, so stupid. of course you had a boyfriend. why would a girl like you not have a boyfriend?

he turned around, hoping that the way he had stood there, as usual, just went unnoticed by everyone. he slowly went back to the table he shared with nicholas and sank down in his chair, shoulders slumped and eyes stuck to his still half-full plate.

a hint of worry washed over nicholas's face as he saw euijoo's expression. he intentionally hadn’t observed the approach, wanting to spare euijoo from feeling scrutinized, but now he couldn’t help but feel a pang of guilt for not knowing if he could have jumped in to help. "what happened?" he asked softly, not sure if he'd even get a reply.

euijoo just shook his head, not lifting his gaze. "nothing. she's with kei," he replied silently.

nicholas slightly bit his bottom lip, watching as his best friend picked up his chopsticks again to pick at his food. "shit... i'm sorry, i had no idea," he mumbled, although knowing it wouldn't help anyhow.

again, euijoo shook his head slightly. "it's fine. it was delusional to think she'd be single anyways."

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for the first time since he'd started college, euijoo felt genuinely thankful for the stress that came with exam season. he'd get to spend his time studying, sometimes until late at night, and whenever he finally closed his books, he was too exhausted to think about how he felt.

although nicholas tried his best to convince euijoo to take more breaks, the younger thrived on the distraction that studying brought about. it was a little ridiculous anyway, he tried to convince himself. he couldn't seriously be upset that his hallway crush had a boyfriend. after all, he didn't even know you, and now he was sure it would stay that way. so why be upset about it?

still, euijoo was happy when the last exam was done, a wave of relief washing over him. he knew he'd head back to his home country to spend the summer break with his family, and he was certain that by the time he'd return to college, he'd be fully unbothered by you.

during the summer break, euijoo found comfort in returning home, where life felt familiar and calm. being surrounded by family and catching up with old friends brought a sense of ease, and he could finally relax and clear his head.

each day that passed, the thought of you slipped further from his mind. it felt ridiculous, really – how a brief, one-sided crush had thrown him off so much. by the time summer neared its end, euijoo felt lighter. the idea of going back to campus no longer felt stressful.

he’d be fine; that's what he told himself. if he saw you again, so be it. but this time, he'd be walking back onto campus in control of his emotions.

his resolve lasted exactly one day.

he had almost made it throughout the first day of classes without running into you. one last class and he'd head to finally meet up with nicholas to catch up about the summer.

he found a spot near the middle of the room and settled in, pulling out his notebook and glancing around casually as the rest of the students trickled in. just as he was about to pull out his phone, the door opened again, and a familiar laugh echoed through the room.

his heart stopped for a moment, his hand freezing halfway to his pocket.

he didn’t even have to look to know it was you. that laugh – it was the same one that had derailed his focus for weeks last semester. and against his better judgment, he glanced up. there you were, walking in with a friend, that warm energy surrounding you like a halo. euijoo’s breath caught in his throat. you hadn’t noticed him, but he sure as hell noticed you. all the progress he thought he’d made over the summer crumbled in an instant.

he quickly looked down at his notebook, gripping his pen tighter than necessary, mentally scolding himself for how easily his resolve had vanished. stay calm, he told himself. it’s just one class. you’ll survive.

the professor began speaking, announcing the outline for the semester and the project that would take up the majority of their time, continuing with a speech on the importance of teamwork, but euijoo barely listened. had you gotten more beautiful over summer? was that even possible?

"i don't want any bickering on who's working with who, so i'll call out pairs. i expect everyone to work together efficiently," the professor continued, "raise your hand when your name is called so your partner can find you."

euijoo zoned out, still trying to push you from his mind, repeating a mantra to himself that everything was fine, that this would all blow over soon.

"byun euijoo and–" the professor called out, snapping him back to attention, "– y/l/n y/n."

euijoo scanned the room while hesitantly raising his hand.

his heart dropped. he could almost feel the air leave the room.

you had raised your hand. for a second, you seemed to look around, processing the pairing before your gaze settled on him.

slowly, as if in a daze, he looked up, meeting your eyes for the first time. it felt like time had slowed down, like every sound in the lecture hall faded away except for the quiet hum of his own heartbeat in his ears. he could feel the heat rushing to his face, his head starting to spin, but he couldn’t tear his eyes away.

you smiled – a soft, polite smile, the kind you give someone you don’t really know but are about to work with for an entire semester. it wasn't much, but oh god, euijoo swore the world stopped for a second.

when you turned back toward the front of the class, he didn't even know if he'd returned the smile, if he'd nodded in acknowledgement, or if he'd done absolutely nothing.

throughout the entire class, it became increasingly obvious for euijoo that the weeks of distance had done nothing to change the way he felt about you. he found himself zoning out, replaying the tiny interaction between you again and again, or looking back to your seat for just a second before he forced himself to look away.

as the professor ended class, he started packing up his things, and took a deep breath. he knew he'd had to talk to you now. and although techincally, he had prepared for that moment so long during the last semester, he felt himself hesitating yet again.

he tried to remind himself that it was just for the project and that there was no way he could ridicule himself now.

euijoo took a deep breath, trying to steady himself as the class began to filter out. his palms felt sweaty, and his heart raced faster with every step that brought him closer to where you were gathering your things. his mind raced with a thousand ways to approach the conversation, yet none of them seemed right.

as if sensing his approach, you glanced up from your bag, your eyes meeting his for the second time that day. that soft smile appeared again – this time with a hint of curiosity, and euijoo nearly forgot what he had planned to say. for a moment, the world felt too quiet, his nerves too loud.

"hi, euijoo, right?" you said, breaking the silence with an easy warmth. your voice was gentle, and somehow it felt like a small bit of relief to hear his name spoken so softly.

euijoo swallowed hard, blinking as if snapping out of a daze. "uh, yeah. that’s me." he managed a small, awkward laugh. "looks like we’re project partners."

you nodded, still smiling as you stood up. "looks like it. should we maybe set up a time to meet and figure out a plan?"

it was such a simple question, and yet euijoo’s heart felt like it was racing a marathon. he quickly nodded, trying not to let his nerves show. "yeah, sure. uh... maybe at the library? it’s usually quieter there." he didn't know how the hell he'd managed to sound so calm, but he felt a short pang of pride rush through him.

"perfect," you said, slinging your bag over your shoulder. "how about tomorrow afternoon?"

"tomorrow sounds good," euijoo replied, his mind scrambling for something else to say – something that wasn’t awkward or strange. his fingers fidgeted with the straps of his own backpack as he added, "uh, we can exchange numbers too? you know, to coordinate."

you smiled again, and euijoo could almost feel the tension melting away, though his pulse was still thrumming in his ears. "sure yes. just type in your number."

you handed him your phone, almost brushing his fingers with yours in the process, and he just hoped you didn't hear how his breath hitched. he quickly typed his number in and handed it back to you with a sheepish grin. "there you go."

"great! i’ll text you so we can figure out the details. see you tomorrow, euijoo."

with one last smile, you turned and headed toward the door, leaving euijoo standing there, his mind still trying to process the fact that not only had you smiled at him – twice – but now you had his number. sure, it was only for a project, and his chest still felt tight, his knees were still slightly shaky, but a strange sense of accomplishment settled over him.

"what took you so long?" nicholas frowned at his best friend as he finally approached their usual spot at the lawn.

euijoo plopped himself down next to him, hoping that the blush on his cheeks had faded by now, but nicholas was already eyeing him suspiciously.

“uh… nothing,” euijoo said, scratching the back of his neck. but the smile that kept creeping onto his face as his mind went back to the reason of his delay gave him away completely.

nicholas narrowed his eyes. “that is not a ‘nothing’ face. what happened?”

euijoo let out a long sigh, leaning back on his hands. “you remember that girl… the one from last semester?” he started, feeling his face flush slightly as he spoke.

"the one you swore you were over?" nicholas chimed in, an amused tone lacing his voice and a smirk tugging at his lips.

euijoo sighed, scratching the back of his neck. “i never swore anything,” he mumbled.

nicholas’s smirk only widened. “right. so what happened? did you see her?”

euijoo took a deep breath, feeling almost embarrassed at how easily he’d been caught. “she’s… in my class."

nicholas’s eyes lit up. “wait, her? she’s in your class?”

the younger nodded, his voice a little quieter now. “actually... we’re partnered up for the semester project.”

nicholas’s jaw dropped in exaggerated surprise, his smirk growing into a full grin. “no way. the girl you were practically obsessed with is now your project partner?”

“obsessed is a strong word,” euijoo protested, though he couldn’t deny that it wasn’t too far from the truth.

the older leaned in, eyes gleaming with mischief. "you do realize that this is the chance you've been waiting for, right?"

euijoo groaned, although he'd lie if he said he didn't allow himself to entertain that thought for a second. "it's not a chance, nico. she's taken, remember? i'm not going to try anything."

nicholas raised an eyebrow, clearly unconvinced. "you cannot know that. maybe they broke up," he said, to which euijoo just shot him a pointed look that told him this was the end of their conversation.

┈┈・୨ ✦ ୧・┈┈

in the following weeks, you and euijoo met regularly to work on the project. though the workload was tiring, the way your minds seemed to complement each other perfectly made the process surprisingly smooth. it seemed like you could finish all of his thoughts when he struggled, and he had all the answers to your questions.

it should have been a relief for euijoo, knowing the project wasn't going to be impossible to handle, but instead, it only made things more complicated for him. your sharp insights and ideas left him even more captivated, as he realized that beyond your pretty face that still left him breathless, and the energy you carried, you were also incredibly smart. it felt almost too much to handle.

during the time you spent together, he couldn't help but notice little things about you that he hadn't seen from the distance. like the way your brows furrowed slightly when you were concentrated, or the way you tapped your pen on your chin when you were thinking. all of these things, no matter how simple or seemingly meaningless, somehow only carved the place he had reserved for you in his heart a little deeper. it felt like every new thing he learned about you warmed his chest more.

he'd catch himself smiling whenever he'd watch you just a little too long while you were busy typing on your laptop, and he got used to quickly looking down or pretending to search something in his backpack every time he felt the all too familiar heat rushing to his cheeks.

it was a miracle, really, how you hadn't caught on yet. at least that's what nicholas said – that everyone could clearly see the way euijoo was so obviously, helplessly in love.

"you got it bad, huh?" he had asked one time he met euijoo after your scheduled study session at the library. but the younger had just quickly shrugged it off with a mumbled, "shut up."

of course, working with you didn't only bring warmth and nervouseness that had by now grown to feel almost comfortable. it also brought hard, almost cruel, reminders of the one-sidedness of his feelings. of how you weren't his.

there was that pretty necklace you wore – one with a small gem – that he was certain kei had gifted to you. it hung around your neck like a constant reminder that you belonged to someone else.

there was kei who'd come to pick you up from the library when you finished whatever you had planned for that day, so you wouldn't have to go home alone. euijoo was glad to know there was someone who made sure you got home safely, but hell, he would be that someone too.

every time he saw you smiling at your boyfriend's arrival, the brightness in your eyes sent a flutter through euijoo's heart, only to be swiftly replaced by the reminder of how happy you were with him. it felt like a punch to the gut, and he’d quickly look away, embarrassed by the way his heart ached.

the confidence kei radiated made euijoo feel almost small. kei seemed to be everything he was not, and even the thought of ever standing a chance felt ridiculous.

sometimes, while working on the project, you would receive a text from your boyfriend, and euijoo couldn’t help but glance at your phone. he’d see the photo of the two of you together as your lock screen, and it would make his chest tighten uncomfortably.

whenever you’d smile at your phone while typing a quick reply, it was like a dagger in his heart; you were so genuinely happy, and he felt foolish for still liking you when he knew damn well that you were taken. he felt stupid for even letting himself dream about what it would be like to be the one making you smile like that.

┈┈・୨ ✦ ୧・┈┈

one afternoon when euijoo arrived to the library, he found you at your usual spot, already immersed in the book in front of you and taking notes here and there. he pulled out his phone, slight panic washing over him. was he late? no. 4:30pm – he wasn't late.

"hey," he greeted gently after approaching the table, careful to not startle you. you looked up from the book and your eyes met his for a second. he didn't know how many times you had held eye-contact with him already, but it still made his knees wobble like it was the first.

"hey," you greeted back with a soft smile, and he swore his heart skipped a beat or two.

"i'm not late, am i?" euijoo asked after sitting down across from you, taking out his supplies but never leaving your gaze.

"no, no, don't worry," you shook your head, "i just uh... had nothing to do, so i figured i could start already. here look," you handed him your paper of notes and, yet again, reading your ideas and understandings of the text almost stunned him.

you continued working together until you reached the goal you had set for the day. when euijoo packed up his things, he tried to mentally prepare himself to see kei, his stomach filling with nervous premonition. but he didn't catch any sight of him.

he watched as you finished packing your bag, and he swore your eyes scanned the library too – just for a second, before you quickly glanced down to your phone, biting your bottom lip just the tiniest bit.

"isn't uh... isn't kei coming?" euijoo asked, his tone careful, almost shy.

he saw a hint of something flash through your eyes – something he couldn't quite name, but it vanished as quickly as it came. you shook your head. "i'm going alone today," you responded, offering a slight smile.

euijoo couldn't help but feel that something was up. he would have loved to be there to listen if his intuition was right, but he knew he wasn't in the position to ask.

"i can walk you home," he blurted out the offer before his brain could even finish processing the thought. he mentally cursed himself, when he saw your slight smile. it looked different from your usual bright, friendly smiles – it looked more forced, not really reaching your eyes.

"sorry, that was a stupid idea," he added, his voice a little quieter now. his mind started racing. had he made you uncomfortable? was it weird for him to suggest keeping you company outside of the project?

"it wasn't," you replied equally quiet, yet you cut through the thoughts that had started clouding his mind. "i'll be fine, but i appreciate it... thanks, euijoo." the volume of your voice decreased until all that was left was another, almost shy but this time more genuine smile from you.

euijoo lingered for a moment, his bagpack slung over his shoulder, still standing at the table as you looked back down at your phone. he gave a small nod, even though you weren't looking, and quietly left the library, his mind replaying the brief conversation over and over.

the following week, you canceled the study session last minute. it was the first time you had done so, and euijoo felt an odd twinge of concern. he didn't pry, didn't want to dig deeper, but he couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't quite right.

when you rescheduled for the week after, euijoo's intuition only grew stronger; he could clearly sense something was off. you seemed quieter, more in thought than usual. during the session, your eyes occasionally drifted away from the book, your notes, and even from him, as if you were miles away.

it wasn’t until euijoo noticed the absence of your necklace that a deeper worry settled into him. you had absentmindedly reached for it, your fingers grazing your collarbone, but when they found nothing, you quickly pulled your hand away.

“hey,” he asked softly, “is everything okay?”

your eyes met his, surprised by his question, but you gave a small shrug, your lips pressing into a thin line. "yeah, it's fine."

euijoo knew better than that by now, and he wanted to help, but he also didn’t want to push too hard. he hesitated for a moment before softly offering, “you know... if you ever want to talk... i’m here.”

you gave him a longer look this time, something unreadable in your eyes. and then, after a brief pause, you exhaled, leaning back in your chair. “i broke up with kei.”

euijoo felt his breath catch in his throat. what? he hadn't expected you to tell him. not so quickly, and not this. the name hit the air between you both, hanging there for a moment.

"i... i'm sorry," was all he managed to say. he wasn't sure how to choose his words, but he wanted to comfort you. "that... must be hard."

you nodded slightly, looking down at your hands, your voice soft. "it’s been coming for a while, i guess. he’s been distant, and i should’ve known, but... yeah." euijoo could feel his heart crack at the hint of sadness in your voice.

he felt the urge to reach across the table, maybe take your hand or offer some kind of physical comfort, but he stopped himself. he knew the boundaries well, and he didn't want to overstep. instead, he gave you a warm smile, hoping that would soothe your pain – that it would somehow be enough.

“thanks for telling me,” he said gently. he wanted to say more, to be a better source of comfort. but he sensed that he shouldn't press further, that you didn't want to talk about it now. "if you need anything… i’m here.”

you didn’t say anything for a moment, but then you gave a small, genuine smile – one that felt more like you. "thanks, euijoo."

in the following weeks, the two of you returned to your routine of project work. you both focused on your work, talking when necessary but mostly just working comfortably in each other’s presence.

euijoo began bringing you your usual coffee, not making a big deal out of it, just setting it down next to your books with a small remark like, "i thought that might help to cheer you up a little."

and while you thanked him casually each time, those gestures began to tug at something inside you. you found yourself looking forward to seeing him, not because of the free coffee but because of him – the way he always seemed to know when you needed a break, the quiet understanding he brought with him. his presence felt like a comforting anchor in the storm that had been your breakup.

one time, you looked up to thank him, your eyes meeting his, and for a second, you held the gaze. for the first time, you noticed how his brown hair fell slightly over his eyes, how his smile reached them in a way that felt warm, inviting. your heart gave a tiny flutter that you immediately brushed off. euijoo sat down, pulling out his notebook, but you could feel his presence in a way that felt more heightened than usual.

as time passed, you started seeing things you'd never noticed before, like the way his eyes lit up when he was explaining something he seemed passionate about, or the way he'd always look down for a second when he smiled shyly. you tried to focus on the project, but your mind wandered – drifting back to the small moments where you found yourself lingering on him. you began to notice how his kindness, patience, and quiet support filled you with a gentle warmth that spread through you in a comforting way.

yet, each time you felt that warmth in your chest, you quickly dismissed it. it was too soon. you had just started getting over kei; the last thing you needed was to rush into something else.

but euijoo made it so easy. you were falling for him, you knew it. and he made that fall feel so effortless, almost natural – filled with a mixture of comfort and anticipation.

┈┈・୨ ✦ ୧・┈┈

"please, euijoo," you begged, pouting your lips slightly, hoping that this would help you succeed in your attempt to persuade euijoo to join a party that a fellow student hosted to celebrate the end of the semester.

he opened his mouth to object, but, oh god, you were just too adorable to resist. he actually felt like he'd combust if you didn't stop pouting anytime soon, so he gave in. "fine, but only for two hours."

you smiled brightly, still catching euijoo off guard like the very first time he saw you smile. oh how he wished he could tell you just how much that smile meant to him.

throughout the second half of the semester, you two had somehow bonded, feeling a little less awkward and a little more comfortable around each other – conversations flowing with ease, even for euijoo. but despite nicholas's (unsuccessful) attempts to encourage euijoo to finally tell you about his feelings, the latter didn't want to ruin the comfort you had just found in each other. if that was the closest he could get to you, then he'd settle for that.

when you arrived to the party hours later that day, people were already gathering in the small place, chatting and drinking, and some even danced. you felt embraced by the warmth of euijoo's body next to you, although the two of you didn't touch. but it felt comfortable, somewhat safe.

you grabbed some drinks from the kitchen before pushing through the growing crowd of people, euijoo's hand softly staying on the small of your back as if to not lose you. your skin buzzed in the spot where his hand rested, but you tried to shrug the feeling off.

you spent your evening reminiscing about the past semester, laughing here and there at funny stories either of you had to tell.

as the evening wore on, the party around you grew louder, drawing you a little closer to each other, leaning in a bit more whenever the other said something. you hadn’t touched since euijoo’s hand had briefly rested on your back earlier, but you could still feel the ghost of it. now, so close to him, the thought kept drifting to the back of your mind, no matter how much you tried to focus on the conversation.

when you couldn't hear each other anymore, not even after leaning in unnervingly close, you exchanged a look, a silent understanding passing between you. without a word, you both quietly slipped out to the balcony.

the sudden quiet was soothing. you both leaned against the railing, the city lights glowing softly below, the distant sounds of the streets below grounding the moment.

neither of you spoke for a while, but the silence wasn’t uncomfortable. it felt more like a necessary pause. you could feel the weight of euijoo’s presence next to you, close enough that his arm almost brushed yours, but not quite.

after a few more beats of silence, euijoo shifted slightly, his hand brushing against the railing, fingers curling around it before he turned to you. his eyes found yours, and he didn't know if that was what pushed him, or if it was the alcohol in his blood that made his head buzz softly.

“you know,” he started, “i’ve been meaning to tell you something.”

you blinked, the soft buzz in your own head making his words seem like they were suspended in the air, slow to sink in. “yeah?” you asked, feeling your heart pick up pace. now or never, your intoxicated mind told yourself, "me too."

euijoo blinked, a bit taken aback, and the confidence he had brought up from god knows where suddenly vanished. he swallowed, tightening his grip about the railing. "what is it?" he asked quietly, too scared to say what had been on his mind now that he didn't know what was on yours.

you slightly shook your head. "no, you go first."

he hesitated, the silence stretching between you to a point it started to feel almost unbearable. he wouldn't go first, you thought, so you opened your mouth to beat him to it. but just when you uttered those three words, he did the same.

"i like you," you both said in unison, the words hanging in the air between you, leaving an almost tangible shock in their wake.

for a split second, you both froze, wide-eyed. then, simultaneously:

"what?"

again, the word echoed in both of your voices. you could feel your cheeks warming, and before you could help it, a small, nervous laugh escaped you.

euijoo blinked, stunned for a heartbeat, before the tension broke and he chuckled too, his laughter soft but genuine. the sound of it sent a wave of warmth through you, easing the fluttering in your chest.

"i–" he started, still smiling but a little more serious now. he took a breath, steadying himself, before his eyes found yours again. "i've been wanting to say that for a while. longer than i probably should have."

his confession was soft, but it felt heavy with sincerity. his eyes searched yours for a reaction, and you felt your heart flutter again.

you smiled, taking a step closer, feeling that familiar comfort in his presence. “i realized it recently,” you admitted quietly, “but… i can’t deny it anymore, either. being with you, it’s just… it feels... good."

euijoo’s gaze softened, and you could see the relief wash over his face, like the tension he’d been carrying for so long had finally lifted.

the space between you felt smaller now, filled with the weight of what had just been said.

for a moment, neither of you spoke. you just stood there, the city lights twinkling below. and then, as if it were the most natural thing in the world, euijoo took a small step forward, his hand reaching up gently, hesitantly, to brush a strand of hair away from your face.

your breath hitched as his hand lingered near your cheek, his touch light and careful, like he was waiting for permission. and with a small nod, you allowed him to close the distance that had always been between you – to finally kiss the lips that, with that laugh long ago, had captured him completely. <3

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neukdaez · 1 year ago

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say my name

rating: explicit

member: euijoo

notes: song-inspired fic, fem!reader, brother's friend, acquaintances to lovers, kitchen sex, praise, unprotected sex, creampie, maki is your younger brother, appearance by nicholas

a/n: my birthday fic for euijoo! i know his birthday's done both in korea and in where i live lol but it's still the 7th somewhere!!!! the song i incorporated into this is deny's say my name, which is a taglish song but i included translations for the lyrics i used here. this is my first full one shot on this account too aaaa so please enjoy!

there's something inherently exciting about doing things you shouldn't do, in meeting people who are bad for you, in sneaking around behind shadows, ducking from sight as the adrenaline pumps through your veins.

your heartbeat is loud, but your footsteps are quiet.

hindi mo ba napapansin, kung ga'no kainit ang hangin? (don't you notice how the air's turned hot?)

we've all had those moments in our lives when we stare off into space, teetering on the edge of doing something incredibly reckless. a lot of us have these moments more than once. sometimes more than once a day. you've had your fair share of internal battles about a risky decision, but this is the first time you can actually feel the suffocation creeping up on you as you rattle off your internal monologue.

but first, you need to find maki and wring his neck.

your brother has a friend. nicholas. and nicholas, in turn, has another friend.

euijoo.

and maki being the outgoing person he is, quickly became euijoo's friend, too. nevermind that nicholas and euijoo are both four years older than maki and are in their junior year of college while your little weasel of a brother is still in high school.

he met them in dance class, apparently. and they're thick as thieves.

so much so that they're in your living room right now, hogging the couch while they watch dance video after dance video on the tv.

this isn't a particularly new scene to witness. maki invites them over at least twice a week, and thanks to your parents' taste for the grander things in life, your living room has more than enough space for a bunch of young men to do their thing.

again, what business two twenty-somethings have in casually coming to a seventeen-year-old's house to hang out is beyond you. but you digress.

because at least maki has the sense to make friends with cute guys.

euijoo stands out to you, in particular. you're not sure why but there's definitely something about him. maybe it's his eyes, round and cute, like little cartoon saucers. or maybe it's his height. tall men are always a plus.

whatever it is, it's what's causing your inner turmoil, the more rational part of your brain fighting it out with the part of your brain that just makes you want to throw yourself at him.

wait, what?

you're at the top of the stairs, in the tiniest tank top you own, and while your lower half is safely covered in your pajama pants, the tight fit around your waist might raise some eyebrows (or catch eyes). the reasonable voice in your head tells you to cover up. you have visitors, for god's sake! but the small, mischievous whisper tells you to fuck it, flaunt it all to your brother's hot friends.

maybe you're overthinking it.

except, you aren't, because you're not blind and definitely not stupid.

nicholas did a double take the first time you met them, eyes scanning over you quickly. he's been tame since then, only greeting you curtly, but with a friendly enough smile nonetheless. then he turns back to his phone, typing away furiously. probably texting a girlfriend.

but euijoo's eyes linger. and while that may not mean anything now, you know that men are simple creatures. sauntering in front of him wearing what you're wearing now will definitely have him looking.

maybe you want him to look.

kalamnan ay unti-unting 'di maramdaman, natitirang konsensya, 'di na rin nadatnan (can't feel my insides, can't find what little conscience i have)

you climb down the stairs, your footsteps emitting soft thuds on the carpeted floor. your eyes stay true toward the direction of the kitchen, but a movement by the couch makes you shift your gaze.

you catch euijoo's eye briefly as he cranes his neck to look at you. you're still walking, albeit a little slower now. you fight the urge to smile when euijoo lets his line of sight fall to your chest.

"hey guys," you greet nonchalantly, breaking eye contact with euijoo. you glance at nicholas this time, sitting alone on the single-seater. he smiles warmly at you, giving a small wave.

maki is too engrossed in his phone to witness anything that's happening around him, particularly with his doe-eyed friend beside him on the couch.

"can you get me a soda from the fridge?" maki calls out to you as you enter the kitchen. you roll your eyes. ugh, little brothers.

you throw the refrigerator door open, snatching the four-pack of sodas. you pull one out for yourself, kicking the fridge shut before heading back out to the living room.

you press your soda to your neck, exhaling at the sensation against your warm skin. you extend your hand between maki and euijoo from behind the couch, handing them the rest of the sodas.

euijoo takes them from you, hand brushing against yours, and god does it feel like a predictable spicy romcom moment.

"thanks," euijoo says in his sweet honey voice. his lips turn up in the smallest of smiles.

"you're welcome," you reply, keeping your expression mostly neutral, raising your eyebrows in acknowledgement.

you turn away, making your way back to the stairs. you start your ascent and just before you disappear into the second floor, you give one final peek over the banister.

euijoo smiles once more as your eyes meet.

---

you still want to wring maki's neck. but maybe also reward him with a fat wad of cash.

it's late into the night and you're sure euijoo and nicholas have left. you heard the front door slam open and shut about an hour ago and you're certain you heard maki enter his room a little after that. so you practically frolicked down into the kitchen, in dire need of a midnight snack. your parents are conveniently off at an overnight business function so no one would give you shit for banging around with the pots and pans.

you're in the process of rummaging through the ramyeon drawer, scrutinizing the different flavors, when you hear a noise behind you. your heart seizes up in your chest as you spin around, bracing yourself against the counter, eyes wide in shock.

"euijoo?!"

the young man stands in the kitchen doorway, clad in what you can only identify as sleepwear of his own. his face mirrors yours, eyes wide and mouth slightly agape.

"sorry, just wanted to get some water," euijoo quickly apologizes, holding his hands out defensively.

you exhale, stance relaxing as you watch him shuffle uncertainly towards the other side of the kitchen. the only thing that stands between the two of you is the kitchen island.

"maki didn't tell me you guys were sleeping over," you point out, ramyeon long forgotten behind you.

"then again, he never tells me anything," you add. euijoo chuckles.

he's retrieved a glass from a cupboard and before you can think further ahead, you reach over to the fridge beside you, ducking to get the pitcher from within.

it's now that you realize that you're practically sticking your ass out for euijoo to ogle at. you nearly giggle at the thought.

you straighten up, turning to place the water on the island. euijoo is leaning over the marble, eyeing you. you're not quite sure how his expression reads, but you smile politely, sliding the pitcher towards him.

"where's maki, anyway?" you ask.

"with nicholas. nico brought his car and they, uh...," euijoo trails off, silencing himself as he pours the water into his glass.

you cock your head to the side. "did you just send my underage brother out to buy alcohol?"

euijoo purses his lips, not saying a word. he clears his throat, seemingly suppressing a smile.

you exhale, pinching the bridge of your nose. opening your eyes, you see euijoo is looking at you over the rim of his glass as he drinks. you stare back, crossing your arms.

"well, i had my suspicions," you declare. "i started around his age, too."

euijoo nods, setting his glass down. "i see where he gets it from."

you narrow your eyes and euijoo looks back at you innocently.

"why didn't you go along with them?" you question, leaning over the island casually. you're still wearing the tank top from earlier and euijoo doesn't hide the fact that he's still looking.

to his credit, there seems to be the faintest blush on his cheeks. so, he's not completely shameless, at least.

"and leave you here alone? come on, i'm more of a gentleman than that," euijoo says, tone easy. he plants his hands on the island, mirroring you as he leans closer across from you.

i wanna do the things i never tried with ya', i wanna hear you say my name now, won't ya'

"that's very thoughtful of you," you supply appreciatively. euijoo smiles.

"the pleasure is mine, _______."

the sound of your name leaving euijoo's lips sends you back to the hypothetical edge, standing over a steep drop into shame.

are you really this kind of older sibling? flirting with your brother's friend, dressed in ridiculously thin clothing, practically laying yourself out on a big, wide, flat surface? you might as well spell it out for him at this point.

"when are they coming back?" you ask, resting your chin on your palm. you're properly bent over the island now. if euijoo had no idea a few minutes ago, he sure as hell knows what's up by now.

euijoo turns his back to you for a moment, placing the now empty glass in the sink. he looks down at you from where he's standing and glances away briefly as if thinking.

"in a bit," he begins, coming around the counter. your breath hitches as you follow him with your eyes, heart thumping as he stops behind you.

you turn, leaning back against the marble now as euijoo watches you. every blink, every time you shift your weight, every breath, it feels like he's taking it all in.

"it's a friday night, so the traffic might be hell out there," euijoo points out. "i'd say that's another twenty minutes or so. give or take."

baby, hindi na makahinga, i'm suffocating pero hindi masama (baby, can't breathe anymore, i'm suffocating, but it's not bad)

"what do you wanna do till then?" you press on, batting your eyes at the man in front of you. one side of his mouth turns up in a smirk.

he's cute enough that it looks almost endearing. but the sparkle in his eye points to something else.

"whatever takes twenty minutes or so to do," euijoo suggests with a raise of his brow. he steps closer and you're almost toe to toe.

i kinda like it, adrenalina'y tumatakbo, dibdib ay kumakabog, sa tubig kinakapos (i kinda like it, adrenaline's running, chest is pounding, running short on water)

you reach out but euijoo beats you to whatever you're trying to do. his hand circles your wrist as he moves even closer.

kalamnan ay unti-unting 'di maramdaman, natitirang konsensya, 'di na rin nadatnan (can't feel my insides, can't find what little conscience i have)

euijoo's other hand lays on your hip. he ducks his head so he's level with your face. you breathe in and euijoo grins.

isang utos mo lang, hindi na mahindian, bae (just one command and i can't say no to you, bae)

in your head, you're cursing how he's so stupidly hot and cute and charming at the same time that you'd have no problem doing whatever it is he wants you to.

"kiss me," euijoo dares, eyebrows rising for a second, as if in challenge.

it's embarrassing how loud you moan once euijoo's lips are on yours. your hands immediately come up to cup at his face and his own palms smooth around your waist, up your back, before descending again to ultimately rest on your ass.

euijoo is a damn good kisser and you can barely keep up with every slide of his tongue on yours and every pass of his lips over your parted ones.

euijoo's hands move to your shoulders, pointer fingers hooking through the thin straps of your top, pulling them down. you gasp against euijoo's mouth, your chest exposed in its near entirety.

you pull back, watching with labored breaths as euijoo tugs the front of your shirt down, letting one of your tits hang out. you bite your lip as he takes ahold of it, squeezing gently. his other hand maneuvers itself beneath the waistband of your pajamas, wriggling under your underwear, before finally finding purchase against the heat between your legs.

it's pathetic, really, how quickly you turn to putty under euijoo's touch. a man you've known for barely a few weeks, pulling at your every string, playing you like a fiddle.

"cute," euijoo murmurs, leaning in to plant a brief kiss on the side of your mouth.

euijoo draws small, tight circles on your clit and you squirm, knuckles white as you grasp onto the counter behind you. you tuck your chin against your chest, squeezing your eyes shut when you feel euijoo tease at your entrance.

euijoo's hold on your breast disappears and instead, he gently handles one side of your face, tilting your head up. you meet his eyes just as he plunges one finger into you.

your eyes flutter shut and euijoo kisses you again, hot and messy and slick with both of your spit. he adds another finger and you whine, hips stuttering against his hand. your knees feel weak and you're convinced they're ready to give out.

euijoo pumps in and out of your slowly, letting your wetness coat his fingers. he curls his digits just as he pushes up and you clench down, a pleasurable heat spreading across your body.

"fuck, euijoo," you whisper. he pulls back slightly, observing your expressions.

"tell me when you're close," euijoo instructs. his voice has dropped, making you shiver.

euijoo picks up his speed, curling his fingers periodically, movements almost calculated like he's done this a million times before. the thought of euijoo being experienced, mastering the ins and outs of this, makes your whole body prickle with excitement.

"c-close," you manage to whimper out.

euijoo maintains his speed but presses harder and harder each time against your spongy walls. you clamp a hand over your mouth as you feel your belly tighten.

"euijoo, i'm gonna—oh my god!"

your orgasm wipes all coherent thoughts from your head, knocking the air out of you in one fell swoop. euijoo wraps an arm around your torso, keeping you upright as you ride your high out on his fingers. he presses his lips to your temple as you start to calm down, chest rising and falling rapidly.

euijoo pulls his hand from your pajamas, holding your gaze as he licks his fingers clean of you. your face burns but you can't look away, mesmerized by the way his lips and tongue move.

don't gotta get emotions if it's okay with ya', but I might fuck around and catch feelings for ya'

euijoo smiles, eyes raking over your disheveled form.

"we better hurry," euijoo speaks up, dipping down to kiss you. you taste yourself faintly on his mouth,

you tug your pajamas and underwear down, letting them fall to the floor. you kick them off to the side, pulling back as euijoo does the same. your eyes travel down to see his cock standing red and angry against his stomach.

"like what you see?" euijoo asks playfully, a hand coming down to stroke at his shaft a few times.

you bite down on your lip, trying to suppress a grin. euijoo chuckles, large hands taking hold of your hips. he maneuvers you to face away from him, your front digging into the marble of the kitchen counter.

you lean forward, letting your front squish against the surface, back arched perfectly. you hear euijoo whistle lowly, a hand smoothing down your back.

"looking good, _______," euijoo compliments, knees knocking against your thighs, signaling you to part them. you adjust your stance, exposing more of yourself to euijoo.

"that's it," euijoo mutters and you feel something poke against your waiting hole.

you let out a mix of a sigh of relief and a choked-up sob as you feel euijoo push in. you crane your neck to see what euijoo's doing and his eyebrows are knit together, concentration on his features as he fills you all the way in.

you see his eyes roll into the back of his head as he bottoms out, hands automatically gripping at your waist, keeping you steady.

euijoo starts moving and your head drops onto the counter. the stretch feels euphoric, euijoo's cock dragging deliciously against your walls.

"euijoo," you whine. his hips snap up repeatedly, pace starting to pick up as he loses himself in your cunt.

"so good," euijoo whispers. "you feel amazing, _______."

you preen at his words, burying your face in your folded arms. the angle lets him hit that spot deep within you perfectly and you already feel the beginnings of your second orgasm creeping up.

you gasp softly as you feel fingers tangling themselves in your hair and you cry out fully when you feel euijoo tug your head back by your locks.

"fuck, come here, angel," euijoo implores, an arm around your midsection as he pulls you against him.

euijoo's holding you up all by himself and you let him, too weakened by the way he's fucking into you.

euijoo's movements quicken, thrusts turning shallow as he ruts against you. you wonder for a moment if it's possible to go mad over cock. the thought is a ridiculous one, but with the way euijoo fucks you, harsh yet contained, with all the finesse and enthusiasm combined, you start to think it might not be too much of a stretch.

euijoo presses his mouth behind your ear, sucking lightly and you shiver, his breath tickling your sensitive skin.

"where?" euijoo asks, voice strained. it's obvious he's holding his release back.

it takes you a second to register his question and euijoo grunts softly, movements now erratic.

"where do you want it, angel?" euijoo repeats.

"inside," you say, walls clenching down as you feel your own orgasm approach. "please, inside."

it doesn't take long for euijoo's hips to stutter, fucking into you at a brutal pace for a few seconds before he stills, spilling himself deep in you. the feeling of him finishing inside sends you over the edge in turn, euijoo's name falling loudly from your mouth.

euijoo lets go of you and you slump over the counter, sweaty and spent. he slowly pulls out and you wince, pushing yourself upright with shaky arms.

"put this on, quick," euijoo reminds, handing you your underwear and bottoms. "before you, uh, make a mess on your kitchen floor."

you blush violently at his words, hurriedly pulling your clothes back on. euijoo does the same, wordlessly putting on his pajama pants.

you make eye contact and a second goes by without either of you saying a word. a moment later, the two of you burst out in silent giggles.

"i'd say that was about twenty minutes," euijoo comments, rubbing the back of his neck, a sudden shyness overcoming his demeanor.

before you can get a word out, you hear the front door slam open, hushed voices carrying through the house to the kitchen.

"_______? are you awake?" maki asks.

you and euijoo exchange a look.

#&team smut #&team scenarios #&team imagines #euijoo smut #euijoo scenarios #euijoo imagines #w: euijoo

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byeuijoo · 1 year ago

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brave enough 𐀔 k

genre : fluff ⋆ warnings : alcohol consumption ⋆ wc : 1018

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« hello? » you say as you pick up the phone, squinting at the time on your alarm clock. 1:35 a.m. who dared to call you at such a late hour?

« y/n? i'm sorry, did i wake you up? » on the other side of the phone, you could recognize euijoo's soft voice, one of your best friend's friends. a sigh left your lips as you sat up in bed, rubbing your eyes, « yea, but it's okay. what's happening? »

a loud crash in the background of the call made you open your eyes wide, until you heard someone swear, followed by a long sigh of exasperation from the boy on the phone. « uhh.. well, the 4 of us went out to have a drink, and it was planned that we would all sleep at nico's, but yudai categorically refuses to sleep if he's not at your place so.. »

pinching the bridge of your nose, a long, long sigh left your lips. sometimes you really hated that your best friend loved you that much. « alright.. give me 20 minutes and i'll be there. » — after a short chat, you dropped your phone and hurried to put on a sweatshirt and sneakers, grabbing your car keys before you hit the road.

after a quarter of an hour's driving, you finally arrive at the door of nicholas' apartment, behind which you could clearly hear someone singing — or rather screaming in agony. knocking a few times against the door, you wait no more than 2 seconds before coming face to face with nico's panicked gaze. « i can't tell you how happy i am to see you. » a scoff left your lips as you entered the room, waiting patiently for yudai to come. and in less time than it takes to say it, he appears right in front of you, literally falling into your arms with a silly smile on his lips.

« oh my lovely y/n, you're here ! » you could tell by the tone of his voice that he was completely drunk, which made you sigh even more, euijoo's desolate eyes finding yours across the room. « how many bottles did he drink to end up in this state? » you asked, hooking your arm around his waist to hold him close. fuma slid in beside you to support your best friend's nearly asleep body, guiding him with you to your car, before seating him on the passenger side.

« we lost him at some point, he got mixed up with other people... i think he must have consumed more than he should have during that time. » he explained as he closed the door. you nodded at fuma's words as you walked around the car to get behind the wheel, waving to the three boys who waved back at you.

resting your forehead against the top of your steering wheel with a sigh, you looked up at yudai's face, who seemed to be dozing. leaning over him, you grabbed the belt and hung it up, « what am i going to do with you? » you said in a whisper that you were sure he hadn't heard. after making sure he was safe, you started the car and drove back home.

once parked, you unbuckled your seatbelt before turning towards yudai. in a fit of annoyance, you punched him in the shoulder, waking him up slightly, his eyes moving from right to left in a lost way. « little bugger. » you drop as you got out of the vehicle, slamming your door before finding yourself on his side of the car.

now facing him, his eyes explored your face as you frowned. « what? » you say almost aggressively, rising on tiptoe to unhook his belt. « you're cute, » he tried to articulate, playing with a lock of your hair, « and a bit blurry. but definitely always so cute. » — rolling your eyes, you shook your head negatively, ready to flick him on the forehead, but remembering his condition, you suddenly felt sorry for him and decided to simply help him to find his way to bed.

pulling him out of the car, you helped him as best you could to reach your building's elevator, tapping on number three and waiting desperately for it to reach your floor. « i'm seeing you twice. » he said suddenly, losing his balance slightly.

« yes. you're drunk. » you sighed, grabbing his waist with both of your arms. his chin rested on the top of your head, and his long fingers clung to your sweater. and you could swear you weren't ready to hear the words that left his mouth right afterwards.

« yes. and hopelessly in love with you. »

gently raising your face to his, you didn't have time to lose yourself in his deep brown eyes, as the elevator door opened. shaking your head as if to regain your composure, you grabbed him gently and pulled him towards your door, unlocking it in the blink of an eye. « come on, let's get you to bed. » you whispered, helping him off with his shoes, before leading him to the bedroom.

yudai instantly dropped onto your mattress, as you stripped him of his jacket, helping him to wrap himself in your sheets. « okay, g'night. » you say suddenly, ready to get up and leave the room, but his hand grips your wrist. « y/n, » he whispered, straightening up to reach your ear, « don't tell my sober me that i told you i love you. it was a secret. »

a gentle smile took place on your lips, before nodding, watching him fall back onto the mattress, closing his eyes for a well-deserved night's sleep. « okay, i'll keep it a secret until you're brave enough to tell me sober. » and with one last kiss planted on yudai's temple, you left the room for your sofa and spent the night thinking and imagining scenarios in front of the television.

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jonillaa · 1 year ago

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I found you from another blog and omg I'm so happy we're getting more lune writers 🥹

If you don't mind, can you write something for nicho or ej with lots of cuddling and neck kisses? <3

LOVE LANGUAGE ┊ byun euijoo

PAIRING ┊ ej x f!reader

GENRE ┊ fluff

WC ┊ 505

WARNINGS ┊ nicho kinda disturbs them , like 1 neck kiss , pet name (pretty) , not proof-read , lowercase intended

SYNOPSIS ┊ euijoo finally invites you over to the dorm, and he can't seem to stop clinging onto you. ft nicho teasing him

A/N ┊ my first ej drabble ^_^ i hope you enjoy this!! this actually took me so long to write so im so sorry if it seems rushed or bad jskfneksjdk😭 alsooo ik you said neck kisses and i only added one neck kiss but i didn’t want this to be too long IM SO SORRY 💔💔

as the sun began to set, you found yourself standing nervously in front of &team’s dorm. after months of getting to know each other, euijoo had finally worked up the courage to ask you to visit him at the dorm. as you approached the door, your heart began to race.

"hi there, pretty," euijoo greeted you with a shy smile as he opened the door.

"aww, pretty? you’re so romantic.” you raised an eyebrow, crossing your arms playfully.

"yeah yeah, whatever, the prettiest out there." he replied, fidgeting with his sweater sleeve.

you couldn't help but chuckle at his shyness. it was one of the many things that drew you to him. as you stepped inside, euijoo immediately wrapped his arms around your waist, refusing to let go.

"are you trying to suffocate me with cuddles?" you teased, a hint of playfulness in your voice.

"no, i just missed you," he mumbled, his voice slightly muffled against your shoulder.

you melted at his sweet gesture, realizing how comfortable you felt in his embrace. the two of you wandered into the living room, still entangled in each other's arms.

"have you always been this clingy?" you teased, gently poking his side.

"I can't help it! you're like a warm, fluffy blanket," he replied, blushing.

just as the two of you were engrossed in your playful banter, the door swung open to reveal nicholas.

"oh? what do we have here?" nicholas smirked mischievously, his eyes dancing with amusement.

You blushed and tried to extricate yourself from euijoo’s embrace. euijoo, on the other hand, pulled you closer, refusing to let go.

"two lovebirds in action? get a room." nicholas playfully teased.

euijoo buried his face in your hair, his cheeks tinted pink. "nicholas, please don't make this more embarrassing than it already is."

ignoring euijoo’s plea, nicholas continued, "right, young love! what an adorable sight, isn't it? but, you do know we have a couch, right? you don’t have to cling onto y/n the whole time, just saying."

you and euijoo exchanged sheepish glances before finally detangling yourselves. as you settled on the couch, euijoo leaned in and placed a soft, gentle kiss on your neck.

"is this your way of distracting me from nicholas' teasing?" you asked, a playful smirk on your lips.

"maybe," euijoo replied, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes. "or maybe it's just because i really like you."

your heart fluttered at his heartfelt words. with a smile, you pulled him in for a warm embrace, enjoying the feeling of his arms around you.

"so what's your excuse for that neck kiss?" you jested, a hint of teasing lacing your words.

euijoo chuckled softly. "i just like you so much y/n. how could i not?"

you laughed, feeling comfortable and secure in his arms and ignoring the red tint slowly appearing on your cheeks. as the evening progressed, the room was filled with laughter and joy. with euijoo by your side, your shyness started to melt away, leaving only warm and heartfelt moments.

#&team #&team x reader #&team scenarios #byun euijoo #byun euijoo x reader #byun euijoo fluff #byun euijoo smut #byun euijoo angst #&team euijoo #&team euijoo x reader #euijoo x reader #jonillaa

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luneengene2 · 4 months ago

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r u gonna finish the papa I'm not jinx anytime soon?, I deadass wanna see the plot

Previous Part

• A/N : Finally, I can get back to writing to this Two-Shot. By the way, this section is very short to speed up the update.

Hard thought, Soft thought & request are OPEN

Kei stared straight ahead at the wall where his late wife's photo was hanging. His gaze was blank. His world felt like it was collapsing, his heart was breaking. And this was exactly how he felt seventeen years ago.

"Nami if you have a grudge against me, please punish me only. Don't ask God to take Sora away from me. Give all the pain you experienced in the afterlife to me because I hurt our daughter, but please don't take her with you. Give me a chance to be a 'real father' to Sora. Please, Nami. Don't give me such a painful punishment. I'd rather lose my own soul than lose a part of you again."

Tears flowed down his eyes. Je was in deep shock for days because of his daughter's tragic suicide, and fortunately she was saved. When he first saw Sora's pale condition and the 'equipment' she had on her body, Kei almost had a heart attack. Not only that, he was also almost punched by Euijoo if Euijoo had not been held back by his wife.

"Nami, she's been suffering for seventeen years. You know, I don't mind if she wakes up and kills me right now, it wouldn't hurt me. I would be heartbroken if I saw her in a coffin," Kei shook hard, he squeezed the pants he was wearing. Remembering all the bad memories he did to his own daughter for dozens of years.

Kei never cared whether his daughter was traumatized or not because of his bad treatment as a father. He forgot the fact that his wife died to preserve their beautiful memories. Sora was there as a complement. Not a jinx. Sora is here because of Kei's wishes. Nami died in childbirth so that Kei would not be alone.

But Kei, he actually wasted all of Nami's struggles. Nami's death felt in vain if Sora continued to receive bad treatment from her own father.

"Papa," A soft voice made Kei look up and look to the right. He was shocked to see the girl who should still be lying in the hospital now appear in front of him. Sora. His daughter. His beautiful daughter. His intelligent daughter.

Behind Sora, there was Euijoo. Euijoo slowly pushed Sora's wheelchair to approach Kei.

"Sora," Kei's tone sounded hoarse and also very short of breath. His knees immediately fell to the floor, he stared blankly at his daughter. Sora smiled warmly at her father. Her small hand touched her father's cheek.

"Papa doesn't need to beg, Mama is definitely not that evil to 'take me' away. I live longer because of Papa, I forget my promise to myself. I live for Papa, because I know, one day you will love me. I'm sorry I made Papa sad," Kei shook his head, his nose and eyes were very red from crying. Kei took his daughter's hand that was on his cheek and kissed it softly.

"No need to apologize, Princess. I'm the one who should be apologizing here, I made your life hell for years. Papa doesn't deserve your forgiveness," Kei kink's cry was really sobbing, he was relieved that his daughter was okay. But his guilt was also very big.

"You are my only parent, no matter how bad you are, you are my father. My best father, who always tries to give me a perfect life. You work for my future, and I know that," Kei became even more hysterical when he heard Sora openly say that he was the best father, even though he was far below that. "I can't hate you, you gave me such a special life. I never lack anything, just seeing you smile is enough for me," Without a doubt, this was the first time Kei hugged Sora as hard as he could. Sora felt like screaming because this was the first time her father hugged her.

Kei was grateful, very grateful. God did not give him a very severe punishment by taking Sora's life. God gave him the opportunity to hug Sora for the rest of his life. God gave him the opportunity to see Sora grow up and become a great woman. God gave him the opportunity to be able to accompany his daughter to walk down the holy altar of marriage. God did not make him live alone.

He will be the best father like Sora said. He will make Sora's life much better. He will accompany his daughter until death comes.

If possible, maybe he would accompany Sora until she was old. Sora would be lucky if her father was still around until her old age.

#&team #&team imagines #&team angst #&team fluff #&team fanfic #&team k #koga yudai #kpop imagines #jpop idol

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starry-seongmin · 4 years ago

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The Genius Plan - 02′ Liners ft K

themes: crack, fluff?

warnings: none

words: 2.3k+

The gym was silent. Three of the boys were sitting and having an existential crisis. Not just having existential crisis but contemplating life itself and why were they just so goddamn stupid. Why didn’t they think before speaking and why they weren’t being swallowed by the ground. “I can’t believe you two dragged me into this”, Sunghoon let out a groan, glaring at Jay and Jake from the corner of his eyes.

Meanwhile, their two friends were stuck between making fun of them and helping them. They really outdid themselves for sure this time. Euijoo was trying to come up with a plan that would actually work for once while Nicholas was coming up with various ideas, each one more ridiculous than the previous one.

Now what led to this scene? What actually happened which left Jay, Jake and Sunghoon wanting to jump off the roof of their school?

Well, it all began a couple of days ago on an ordinary school day. Well, as ordinary it can be for the five of them.

Nicholas, Jay, Euijoo and Jay (Sunghoon had taken a sick leave from school) entered their school premises and being the ultimate heart throbs of the school, they obviously had multiple eyes following them and people talking about them as they passed. No matter what gender you were or what your sexual orientation was, your eyes would automatically gravitate towards them. They had this presence about them that left people staring.

But they were complete idiots. And everyone was well aware of that fact. But did it stop them from staring at them? Absolutely not.

Eujoo was someone you would only see in a fictional world. Kind, charming, respectful, a gentleman, charismatic, soft and to top it all off handsome. He was too good to be true. And when he wore a sweater or a hoodie with long sleeves and had sweater paws? You could see everyone just gushing over how soft and cute he looked. He was part of the student council and was friends with everyone. Even the awkward and introverted people felt comfortable in his presence. He radiated warmth and softness. Ask anyone about him and they will keep telling you how nice he is. Like, is he even real? Definitely the type of person your parents will approve of.

Jay would consider himself as that mysterious bad boy which left people intimidated but impressed. Absolutely no one thought of him like that. He was a delusional person. Everyone knew he was a kind hearted and soft person who joked around and loved to make people smile. And of course, like his friends, he was also a complete idiot and not to mention at times, a piece of shit. But goddamn, he is one of the most competitive people you’ll ever meet. Everyone is aware of his R.A.S.

Nicholas is someone who at first impression looks like a bad boy with his resting bitch face. But when he smiles..oh boy..when he smiles it’s game over. It’s like rainbows appear and cherry blossoms bloom when he smiles. Once people get to know him they would see he is really just a dork who enjoys life. Like, Jay, he is also a piece of shit at times. He would get into trouble with Jay often and the both of them would end up in detention the most. Everyone knew he has the biggest obsession with Rain. Ask anyone and they will tell you of the time he met Rain and accidentally smelled him.

Jake is another one who is the softest and one of the nicest people you’ll ever meet. Is on good terms with everyone and many people stop to talk him especially to hear his accent. His accent leaves everyone bursting the phattest uwus. His friends are over protective of him and everyone knows that. If someone does him dirty, Jay, Nicholas, Sunghoon and yes, even Euijoo will not hesitate to fight them. But no one wants to fight him in the first place. Another one who your parents will approve of.

Sunghoon, now he’s actually the one who intimidates everyone the most and he is not quite aware of it. Absolute prince like features. You will be surprised that there are no woodland creatures and birds surrounding him and singing. He’s the one who people don’t really interact with because of his cold features. Even though everyone knows that when he smiles and laughs, he looks like an absolute angel which calms their nerves a bit and encourages them to approach him even though they’re still a bit hesitant. Also known as the ‘Ice Prince’ because everyone knows how he rules the ice skating rink. You would’ve been living under a rock if you didn’t know about his talents.

Okay back to the story…

Jake walked to his first class which he shared with Euijoo. The teacher had not arrived yet and as the two entered their class, they greeted everyone as they made their way to their seats.

A shadow loomed over them, specifically over Jake and the two friends ceased their conversation to look up at a girl who was smiling shyly at them, her hands behind her back. Noticing her awkwardness, both of them smiled at her and she visibly relaxed. “Hi! do you need help?” Euijoo asked the girl who shook her head. “I just wanted to give this…little gift to Jake”, her timid voice barely made it to their ears but the little present she placed on their desk confirmed their speculation.

“Oh..”, Jake didn’t know what to say even though this wasn’t the first time someone gave confessed to him directly or indirectly. “Thank you, I really appreciate it but I can’t return your feelings…I’m sorry”, Jake smiled apologetically, letting the girl down easily. Her expression faltered but she put on a smile again. One which was just as awkward as her previous one. “That’s okay, I understand. You can still keep it”, she replied before taking her leave, waving at the two boys.

“Now how many of these do you have?”, Euijoo turned to Jake who was inspecting the wrapping. “This will be my fifth from this week”, he replied.“I feel so horrible when I have to let someone down.”, he sighed, carefully putting the gift in his bag. “At least she took it well”, Euijoo commented. Both the boys shuddered as they recalled those who made a scene or cried after being rejected.

Later in the day, during recess, Euijoo was on class duty so only Nicholas, Jay and Jake were sitting at their usual place. “Listen, I know what can put a stop to all those confessions and you two breaking people’s heart”, Nicholas proclaimed out of the blue, and quite proudly, at the dejected two who were looking at the confessions they had received today quite guiltily. Nicholas’ words piqued their interest and the two boys shifted their eyes to Nicholas who was stuffing a whole muffin in his mouth.

When he had swallowed the mouthful ever so gracefully, a small smirk made it’s way and he shifted closer to the two boys, leaning forward. As if something was pulling them closer, both Jay and Jake found themselves leaning forward in anticipation to what genius plan their friend had come up with.

“Pretend you’re already in a relationship”

And that my dear folks, was the idea of the year. The idea of all ideas. The very idea which led the five boys to where they are now.

Euijoo was mentally prepared to hold back Sunghoon from attacking them especially Jay. He was also mentally prepared to hold back Jay from attacking both Nicholas and Jake. And the poor boy was already mentally prepared to protect Jake from Jay’s wrath.

“What happened?”, a different yet familiar voice chimed in. All five boys were welcomed by the sight of a friend, a senior from their own school who had long graduated. “Kei hyung..”, Eujoo sighed in relief, thankful that someone more mature and older was there to keep the boys in check before any of them got knocked out.

Nicholas looked like he was dying to spill everything to the oldest boy. He was fighting off a laugh that was on the verge of escaping from his lips and his eyes were glinting with nothing but mischief. He was not even the slightest bit of guilty that it was his ‘fool-proof, one of a kind idea’ that got them in here in the first place.”

But before Nicholas could say anything to the confused K, Jay started complaining about the whole incident and thus, rained on Nicholas’ parade. It felt as if the boy had no plan on stopping and taking a breath with the way his mouth was moving. K, seemed very amused and was sporting a small smile.

“Okay so it all started with us getting confessions everyday to the point we were tired of rejecting people and breaking their hearts. And our genius here, Sir Wang Yixiang the First came up with the spectacular idea of us pretending to be in a relationship to put stop to all this.” Jay stopped to finally take a breath. Sunghoon, however, was not going to stay silent.

“Well, if Nicholas’ idea was genius than your idea was just out of this world wasn’t it!?” he cried out. K turned his head to Jay who seemed very quiet after Sunghoon brought him up. “What was your idea?”, K, it seemed was secretly finding the whole ordeal very entertaining as his eyes were swimming with humour.

“I…”, Jay couldn’t bring himself to speak and thus admitting his..now that he thought of it..it was actually stupid. “I told the people I was dating Sunghoon”, he finally admitted, swallowing his pride. K coughed to hide the slip of his chuckle and Euijoo was biting his lip, trying not to laugh. Nicholas, however, was utterly shameless as he started giggling which then turned into loud laughter. Jake, it seemed, was finding Nicholas’ laughter far hilarious than the situation itself as the boy hid his smile by covering it with his hand.

“Oh you’re laughing now?? Wait till you hear what our Jakey has to say”, Jay cried out, trying his best to save the remainder of his dignity. Jake choked when all attention was on him, face reddening. Suddenly he found his shoes the most interesting thing this universe had to offer. “Don’t be shy..tell hyung what you told the school..come on”, Jay prodded him.

Jake opened his mouth and mumbld something which K couldn’t make out at all. After being teased by Nicholas to speak up and embrace it, Jake finally took a deep breath and -

“I panicked and told the school I was dating Jay”

K had to sit down for this because if he didn’t his legs would’ve given away from how hard he was laughing. Nicholas was now on the floor, holding onto his stomach, Euijoo letting out adorable giggles and even Sunghoon managed to smile. Jay however was pinching the bridge of his nose, sighing and trying his best not to let his emotions take over him and poor Jake was smiling shyly.

“Where were all of you when this happened?”, K asked now that he had regained his composure and breath although, body still shaking. “I was with Jake when he announced his alleged relationship on a fine Tuesday during Literature class.” Euijoo replied, his arm around Jake for comfort. “And before they could tell us about it, Jay had already spoken about his ‘relationship’ with Sunghoon”, Nicholas continued, patting Sunghoon’s back.

K turned to face Sunghoon who looked exhausted. “What about you?”

“I was at home. Sick!”, he exclaimed. “Do you know how it feels when you come to school after a day and find out that you are now in a poly relationship which you weren’t aware about!?” the boy was hysteric. “And with them of all people!? I mean Jake is okay I guess..but Jay!? Hell no!”

“Hey!”, Jay looked extremely offended. “I would make a great boyfriend, okay? Way better than Jake!”, he protested. “Are you even hearing yourself right now!?”, Sunghoon couldn’t believe his ears. “Why are you guys laughing!?”, he turned to the audience of four who were in hysterics.

“why do comedy shows even bother”, Euijoo giggled. “They can never top this”.

“I can’t wait to tell the others of this”, K wheezed. Sunghoon and Jay immediately sobered up. “Hyung, you won’t”, Jay’s small voice of betrayal made the Japanese boy stop and stare at him. He was really like a younger brother to him and K knew that he’d do anything for him just to see him happy. “I most definitely will”.

The face Jay made was one for the books. The face of utter shock and betrayal. It felt like he was stabbed in the heart multiple times. “I thought you were my brother”

“Shouldn’t you be concerned that the whole school thinks you’re in a poly relationship?”, K teased. “But that’s Nicholas’ fault! It was his idea in the first place!” Jay whined, glaring at the Taiwanese boy.

“Hey, I only shared my idea. In no way I said that you two should act on it. It was just an idea, a suggestion merely. It’s the both of yours fault to follow it.”, he brushed off the accusation. Jay, it seemed was not willing to brush it off so easily as he pounced on the unsuspecting boy and captured him in a headlock.

Nicholas cried out for the others for help but no one bothered to except for Sunghoon, who stood up and walked to the two of them. However, as Nicholas had anticipated, Sunghoon didn’t even try to help him. Oh no..he wanted his share of revenge too.

So, he sat on the floor and made himself comfortable before attacking Nicholas. With tickles. To Nicholas, it felt his end was near, thrashing around like a fish out of water. A couple of minutes later, all three of them were on the floor, breathing heavily. “So am I forgiven?”, Nicholas asked tentatively, between his heavy pants.

“We’ll see”, both Jay and Sunghoon replied in unison.

Nicholas groaned, knowing he was done for. But was he going to learn from this?

Definitely not.

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smileyanie · 7 years ago

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Fan account for 180520 YoonA Fanmeeting Tour ‘So Wonderful Day’ #Story_1 in Seoul Part I, credit @itnw0628

1. Before entrance

Fan meeting was held at Sejong University Daeyang Hall in Seoul, 6:00 pm 2018.05.20. Before going inside the venue, fans had to receive bingo card from the staff and fill it in. They said it will be used during the fan meeting. Bingo card has 100 words (or sentences) which is related to YoonA. Among those 100 words, we had to pick 25.

2. Opening VCR

YoonA is in the studio, doing her make up with staffs. A man (who looks like a manager) comes in and tells her there’s a change in her schedule so she needs to go now. YoonA is inside the van, and she looks outside. There are girls who wear school uniform. YoonA looks at them gently, and after that, she reappears with school uniform on. She walks past a flower garden and a bridge (note: The bridge looks like Dongho Daegyo, which is quite interesting), and eventually arrives at the front gate of a school.

3. MC Introduction

After opening VCR, Kim Shinyoung appeared on stage. On stage, there were two desks and chairs, just like the ones we use in school. She greeted fans, and asked them to call YoonA by saying “YoonA ya~”, as if we call our friends in school.

4. Greeting

YoonA appeared with school look on. She put on sky blue colored blouse and half dark blue / half white colored skirt. YoonA greeted fans.

YoonA: KSY unnie accepted my suggestion of being an MC for the fanmeeting without hesitation even though she didn’t know when or where it will be. Thank you.

Kim Shingyoung: Not at all. You know how we do.

KSY: You had a lot to think about this fanmeeting, right?

YA: Yes, I was agonizing. I even had an hour long phone conversation with SY unnie. Every single picture, every single section was selected by me. And did you receive the present when entering here? I bought them with my own money. (fans screamed) The design of the present was also selected by me, and I was thinking which present is the best for you and eventually decided that the one you can always bring by putting on the phones or your bags would be nice. Words 'SONE Day’ on the present was also chosen by myself. I even included photo cards which I took as selfie, though I’m not good at it. I hope you like it. (fans screamed)

KSY: I could feel how much YoonA cares about fans. It’s not easy to give out presents with your own money. (laugh)

YA: Since you guys come to see me, I thought I have to do something for you as well.

KSY: There are some concerns when deciding the concept of the fanmeeting?

YA: Yeah. You know I’m called 'Yoongtizen’ and of course I checked how fans thought about the concept. It seemed some of you felt burdened by the (school look) concept. But I can see many fans wear nice looking outfits here.

5. Giving out presents to fans

KSY: Yes and we’re going to pick 3 fans with the best style and give out presents.

YA: Yes, since fans must have thought hard of the style for today, we should. In fact, we have a lot of presents to give out. Today is the day of presents. (fans screamed)

Then YoonA and KSY looked around the audience to find out fans with the best style. First fan who got picked was on the second level. He wore school uniform with green tie. Second fan who got picked was on the left side of the first level. She put up full school uniform. Third fan who got picked was sitting at the very first row of the first level. She put on pink colored 3 line stripe slippers. (Note: 3 line stripe slippers are used a lot at school by the students)

YA: I know some of you might feel hurt by watching a fan with the great seat is even receiving the present, but please don’t. I will take care of you even at the very last row. (fans screamed)

KSY: As we already talked about at the beginning, the concept of this fanmeeting is 'school’. So, what is the first thing you do when you go to school? Yes, we call the roll. (she put up the book sized document) And this is the roll book for all of you who came here today. (fans screamed) And we will pick two random fans on the roll book and give out presents.

YA: OK. Since today is 5.20, I will pick a fan whose name is on No. 520. (a lucky female fan was selected)

KSY: Guys, I told you at SNSD’s fanmeeting as well before, but please don’t make this sort of facial expression (she made a mad facial expression) even though you’re not the one who receives a present. (fans and YoonA laughed)

YA: Next is….what time is it now? (KSY showed off her expensive looking watch on her wrist) Whoa! That watch. It’s called 'president’s watch’.

KSY: Because it’s a special day.

YA: Anyway, what time is it again? (fans told her it’s 6.18 pm) Got it. Then I’ll go reverse by picking a fan on No. 816.

KSY: You went reverse. Never expected it. I got goosebumps. (fans and YA laughed, and another lucky female fan was selected)

KSY: When you’re a student and if one of your friends give out presents like this, then she/he could be very popular, right? (fans laughed)

YA: It feels like today is not my fanmeeting, more like the giving out event. (laugh)

YA: Uh, is this the end? Then can I take this roll book?

KSY: Really?

YA: I want it because (fans’) names are on it. (fans screamed)

KSY: OK, you can take it. Since YA have all the names who came here today, if one of you don’t show up at next event…..

YA: (jokingly) If you don’t show up at next event…..you know what I mean. (fans laughed)

YA: This is a present for me, really. Thank you.

KSY: It is.

6. Yoongstagram

KSY: OK, time to talk about your recent update. I heard that you have an IG account to communicate with fans, and it’s called 'Yoongstagram’.

YA: Yes, I do. I sometimes check fans’ reaction and add something on the post. (laugh) Problem is, I’m not a heavy uploader. I think I didn’t completely adapt to it yet. Therefore, I got plenty of pictures I didn’t reveal. I reveal such pictures every time I have a birthday party.

KSY: I see. Let’s talk about it after we see the pictures.

First picture was at the foodcourt inside the Incheon airport. In the photo, YoonA made a pose with rice noodle and kimchi jjigae.

KSY: You like rice noodle and kimchi jjigae?

YA: Yes, I like both of them. And weirdly, I eat them every time I go to the airport. There was a time I felt bloated while eating in flight meal. So I thought it’d be better for me to eat something before getting on board. And guess what? The foods are delicious! Incheon airport is the place for good restaurants. (laugh) Nowadays, it became like a course to me. I always eat them when I go to the airport with the staffs.

KSY: Is it a foodcourt? I mean, you don’t usually eat both of them at once….(fans laughed)

YA: It is. I ordered them together with my staffs, and sometimes I eat theirs. (laugh) But, the main dish is always a rice noodle.

KSY: I see. Let’s move on to the second picture.

Second picture was kid YoonA wearing a swimsuit and inside the pool while smiling. She looked really cute and adorable.

YA: Kid Yoong! That swimming goggles and swimming cap look really cute.

KSY: How old were you then?

YA: I guess it’s around 1st or 2nd grade of elementary school. I think I liked swimming at that time. In fact, I have a phobia of water, I can’t swim. That’s why that picture feels unfamiliar. When I was a kid, I was playing at the beach and swallowed by the wave. It got me a trauma. If water is on the level of my waist, it’s OK. But it goes higher and reaches on the level of my neck, it’s not OK.

KSY: Do you have any intention to learn swimming?

YA: I want to, and I have to but It feel too scary when my feet doesn’t touch the ground.

KSY: How about taking a picture with the same pose and same outfit later and reveal it at fanmeeting like this?

YA: Ah, but I might have to take a picture and get out of the swimming pool quickly. (laugh) If I become good at swimming, then I’ll think about it.

KSY: I see. Next picture.

Third picture was a trophy case of YoonA.

KSY: Wow.

YA: It’s a trophy case at home. Trophies are mostly individual ones, since many of the group trophies are displayed at the company.

KSY: So most of them are awarded to 'YoonA’?

YA: Yes. There are trophies which were awarded to SNSD in the bottom though. When I see the trophy case, it looks quite cool. (laugh) And many of the trophies, I could receive them thanks to our fans. That’s why I wanted to show it to you.

KSY: You must have agonized it before taking the picture of it.

YA: Yeah, I was like, 'It might be seen as I’m bragging.’ (laugh) But, again those trophies were awarded to me thanks to our fans. Thank you.

KSY: OK. Next one, please.

Fourth picture was the one YoonA took in Hallstatt, Austria.

KSY: Oh, is it Europe?

YA: Yes, I made a trip to Europe. I uploaded pictures of visiting Budapest, Vienna, and Prague before. I also went to Salzburg which is famous for 'Sound Of Music’. And that place is Hallstatt.

KSY: I heard it’s quite famous.

YA: Yes, it’s used as the setting for 'Frozen’. I missed a proper timing to upload it.

KSY: Hashtag on the picture is quite funny. “I will reveal all of them when you feel bored”

YA: Yes, please wait for it.

KSY: So you just made a promise.

YA: Of course. I’m always thinking about it.

KSY: Next picture, please.

Fifth picture was the one YoonA took inside the room. And behind her, there were comments like, “Welcome, Euijoo” and other words and stuffs welcoming her.

YA: Recently I picked a movie scenario to participate in, and I had a meeting with production team and director. And production company made such things for me.

KSY: Wow.

YA: I’ve never seen such things before. I went there for greeting purpose only, and I felt touched by the gesture. So I asked their permission of taking a picture of it.

KSY: It starts on August?

YA: Yeah, I think I will start shooting from August.

KSY: Can you tell us the character of Euijoo a bit?

YA: She is a submanager of the convention hall. She is an ordinary woman, but very active and try hard to rescue people….

KSY: OK, stop. That’s it. (fans laughed)

KSY: I saw the wreath which mentions 'Exit’ at the back stage, was it from the movie production team?

YA: Ah, that’s from Hyori’s Homestay team. They sent it with the meaning of me exiting from part timer’s work at homestay and becoming a submanager. (laugh) In fact, PD and writer of Hyori’s Homestay team are here. (fans screamed) I know where they’re sitting now, but I won’t tell you because they might feel shy. I guess they’re curious about my life as a superstar, not as a part timer. (laugh)

KSY: Actually, I wanted to visit Hyori’s Homestay.

YA: Really?

KSY: Yes, as Celeb Five.

YA: Ah, it must have been great.

KSY: But unfortunately, it’s all done when we applied for it.

YA: You should’ve taken the interview.

KSY: No, I’m not talking about being a part timer. I wanted to visit their as a tourist. (fans laughed) It’s impossible for me to do a part timer work there. It could be done because it was you, YoonA.

YA: Thanks to Homestay, I received a lot of love. Please give them a round of applause. (fans applauded)

7. Q&A

KSY: OK, let’s wrap up the Yoongstagram here. Next section is a Korean class. No, we’re not literally learning Korean here. (fans laughed) The name of this section is, 'Ask YoonA if you’re curious about anything’.

Blackboard with a lot of posts on came in.

YA: Wow, blackboard. It’s been so long.

KSY: Let’s check the questions. You might think we filtered out some questions but we did not. All we did is arranging the overlapping ones, and we didn’t filter out any of your questions. It might be the first time in the history of the fanmeeting. (fans laughed) OK, YoonA, pick whatever you want.

YoonA started moving around to find an interesting one. While doing so, she made a weird and funny noise. Fans laughed.

KSY: I thought it’s the sound of a door opening. (fans laughed)

YA: OK, this one. 'What is the 3 best things after you cut your hair short?’

YA: I cut my hair short because my hair went bad, I couldn’t even comb it. That’s why I cut it.

KSY: Did you do it yourself?

YA: No. I cut it at the beauty shop. When I decided to cut the hair, I was like, 'OK, let’s cut it when I don’t have a lot of schedules.’ I didn’t expect I would have this many schedules with short hair. (laugh)

YA: First good thing is, I can dry my hair very quickly. And when my hair was long, I used to put some pieces on it to make my hair look rich. But now, I don’t need to put anything on it, and it makes my scalp condition very good. (laugh)

YA: And another good thing is, well right now it becomes a bit longer so it doesn’t feel that way, but when it was quite short, it gave me a different, more stylish image.

KSY: Yeah, more intelligent feels. I think the fan who asked you this question has her own concern about it. Do you have any advice for her?

YA: Uh, if you keep your hair long all the time, then I think it’s not bad to try getting shorter. If you feel it’s too much, then cut it by the collarbone level, because we have to avoid poverty zone. (fan laughed)

KSY: Yeah, right before the poverty zone. Let’s move on.

YA: 'You get your ear pierced one more. Did you have any particular reason behind it?’ Oh, yes I got my ear pierced here one more. How did she/he know it, btw. (fans laughed)

KSY: Why did you do it?

YA: No reason. I just did. (fans laughed)

KSY: Did you research before doing it or….

YA: No, I suddenly thought 'Well, let’s do it’ and did it.

KSY: I see. Fans might have thought, 'Oh, YoonA got her ear pierced one more. I guess it’s her way of saying she will work even harder.’ (fans laughed)

YA: (laugh) So, if I get one more, then it’s also showing our fans that I will work harder? (fans laughed)

YA: Next one. 'What YoonA wanted to hear the most from fans was 'It’s alright.’ Is it still effective? Or if it changed, what is the new one?’

KSY: Ah, you used to like to hear 'It’s alright’.

YA: Yes. When I was asked which words I like to hear, I said 'It’s alright.’ No, it’s not 'You’re cool!’, it’s 'It’s alright.’ (fans laughed) (Note: 'It’s alright’ and 'You’re cool’ in Korean can be spelled exactly the same, but the meaning could be interpreted differently by the accent.)

KSY: Accent is important. (laugh) Are you still the same?

YA: Well, yes. I still love to hear it. However, I feel there’s a slight change. Nowadays, I feel even though fans have something to expect from me, they worry that I might feel too burdened by it, and say 'It’s alright’ to me. I’m like, 'Am I forcing them to say so?’ Therefore, I feel like I have to do my work even harder.

KSY: Ah, so you feel you have to do your work harder when you hear the words?

YA: Um, I think this one is more correct. In the past, I wanted to hear 'It’s alright’ from fans, but now, I want to say 'It’s alright’ to them.

KSY: Oh, so you want to tell SONEs so.

YA: Yeah, it’s 'If you’re worried about me being in a tough situation, I’m alright. So you don’t have to worry about me.’ sort of feeling.

KSY: I see. How about telling them here, then?

YA: (with an extremely cute voice) It’s alright~ (fans screamed)

YA: I think I didn’t articulate it well enough.

KSY: It’s alright. (fans laughed) I guess this is the proper time to use it.

YA: I hope my intention was correctly delivered to our fans.

KSY: I think 'It’s alright’ needs to be said sincerely to be delivered well. I heard yours being very sincere, and I believe fans did, too. It’s not about articulating well, it’s all about being sincere.

(YoonA became a bit tearful)

KSY: You should not cry at this point. Not now. (fans and YoonA laughed, and many fans shouted 'It’s alright’, it made YoonA laugh again)

YA: OK, next one. 'What is the feeling of doing fanmeeting tour?’

KSY: Seoul is the first one, right?

YA: Yes. In fact, I’ve been doing birthday part every year at COEX Artium. I was thinking about doing it again this year. I’m planning to do it every year. Then, there’s a talk about holding a fanmeeting tour. So I was like, 'If so, then how about holding the first fanmeeting tour in Seoul as a birthday party, at a larger venue?’ After that, I called SM and told my idea to them. I was like, 'First fanmeeting tour must be in Seoul, and it must be held before my birthday.’ (fans screamed)

YA: This is an Asia Tour, and you can see there’s a gap between this one and the ones in other countries. This is why. I wanted to do it before my birthday. (fans screamed)

YA: And I know fans wanted a bigger place than COEX Artium, since it’s too small.

KSY: You accept civil complaints 100%. (fans laughed) In fact, this venue is quite big.

YA: Yeah. I think it’d be better if we hold the next one at even bigger place. (fans screamed)

KSY: How about gathering fans all around the world and hold it at Gocheok Skydome? (fans screamed)

YA; Wow.

KSY: Imagine YoonA on the wire, and moving around the audience and greeting 'Welcome!’ (fans laughed)

YA: That’s cool.

KSY: (to fans) So please stay as you are until that day comes.

YA: Yeah, I will check the roll book. (fans laughed)

KSY: (to fans) At first it felt touching but now you guys feel a bit scary, right? (fans laughed)

YA: Next one. 'You wrote lyrics for two songs. When you write it, I’m curious about the way you do it, and where you get the inspiration from?’

KSY: I was quite surprised by the news.

YA: Yeah, I wrote two lyrics on an impulse. I now even have a solo song. (laugh)

KSY: I heard writing lyrics is quite difficult.

YA: It is. If I didn’t write lyrics for 'When The Wind Blows’, I might not be able to do it for 'To You’.

KSY: Did you learn something about it?

YA: No, I didn’t. But I asked people around me before arrange it. I’m the type of person who writes what I want to say. In fact, the lyrics of 'When The Wind Blows’ was co-written with composers, but 'To You’ was done all by myself. I wanted to include what I felt during the Homestays. Half of the lyrics was about what I felt during the Homestays, and other half was the feeling I already had. Last year, I had to say goodbye to one of the sunbaenims, one of my friends, and my grandma. It was a tough time for me. That time made me think, 'About the time we spent together, I think of her/him this way, but how does she/he think of me?’ Those thoughts made me start writing, and I found out that it sort of overlaps with tourists at Homestays. So, first half was more about people at Homestays, and the latter half was more about what I felt.

YA: Weird thing is, the first sentence which came to my mind while writing it was 'It’s really strange.’ That thought came to me constantly. It’s like, 'It’s so strange I feel this way.’

KSY: I think it’s because you’re in the period of experiencing a lot, feeling a lot. People are all different, but the way they live is quite the same sometimes. You might have felt that the story of the tourists aren’t all that different from yours. By the way, I wrote lyrics, too. (fans laughed)

YA: Celeb Five? (then she danced choreo of Celeb Five’s song)

KSY: You know it!

YA: Of course I do. (then she danced even more part of the choreos, fans screamed)

KSY: Wow. I can’t be happier now. (fans laughed, and shouted 'Do it together!’)

KSY: Shall we, then? (then YA and KSY danced the choreo together)

YA: I really want to learn.

KSY: Really? If you have some time later, then please learn it from us. (laugh) You don’t have to worry about the schedule, we will match yours. (fans laughed)

KSY: In fact, Yuri said she will be the center if they do Celeb Five on radio. (fans laughed)

YA: I think she should. Center belongs to her. (fans laughed)

KSY: I see. Center Yuri. How about you, YoonA? (fans shouted 'main dancer!’)

KSY: Ah, main dancer?

YA: Uh, I think we have too many people who have to do the center. Yuri unnie, Sooyoung unnie. They are two tops. And if Hyoyeon unnie is a bit more confident, then she’s also a top candidate. But, I think no one beats Yuri and Sooyoung unnies. (fans laughed)

KSY: If you have a chance next year, then how about inviting us to your Asia Tour?

YA: I really want to. In fact, we were watching you do it, and said 'Wow, unnies are amazing. How about us doing it?’

KSY: No joke, I will visit SM ASAP. (fans laughed)

KSY: Actually, the opening VCR was filmed by Shindong from SJ. He is also the director of Celeb Five’s MV.

YA: Yes, director Shindong shot all the VCRs for this fanmeeting.

KSY: Right. Well, maybe next time, we can sort things out, and let us participate in the opening VCR at least.

YA: Got it.

KSY: OK, how about next question?

YA: You pick it for me.

KSY: (to fans) Is it OK? (fans said yes)

YA: Do it as if you’re a SONE.

KSY: I see. I think a lot of questions, fans must already know the answers. OK, I want to make you do this one. (she picked 'Please write a 2 line poet using 'SO-ONE’) (fans screamed, and YoonA sighed)

KSY: (laugh) Did you guys hear it? YoonA sighed heavily when I showed her this one. Let’s do this. Did you do it at your birthday party last year?

YA: No.

KSY: Then let’s do it.

YA: I can feel the burden of Mr. Yoo Byungjae now. (fans laughed)

KSY: Are you ready?

YA: Yes.

KSY: OK. 1,2,3! (fans shouted 'So~’)

YA: SONEs~

KSY: (jokingly) Drop it, drop it. It’s too boring. (fans laughed)

KSY: OK. One! (fans shouted 'One~’)

YA: Watch me more than you could ever want today! (Note: In Korean, it starts with 'Won’)

KSY: OK, that was good. Shall we do it one more question?

YA: This section is my favorite indeed.

KSY: I know. When we talk about fanmeeting, YoonA constantly told me she wants to have a chance to have a conversation with SONEs. Since she can’t talk with every single fan, she wants to have this sort of section instead. If we accepted 100% of YoonA’s opinion, we might have to stay in this venue for two days. (fans screamed)

YA: When I did birthday party, I am also the MC, and I exceeded the time limit while doing Q&A. (laugh)

KSY: Do you go to karaoke?

YA: Uh, sometimes. Not frequently.

KSY: Which song do you sing there?

YA: Well, I sing male singers’ songs sometimes. (fans shouted 'Dance!’)

YA: Dance? I don’t usually do it at karaoke, unless I go there with other SNSD members.

KSY: Ah, this one. I think this question really came out of curiosity. 'Please give us the information regarding the coat you wore at the airport after shooting 'Rag M’ CF.’ (fans laughed)

YA: What did I wear? (fans shouted the color and the style of the coat)

YA: Ah, I see. That one. (to staffs behind the stage) What was it? (fans laughed)

YA: Are you guys really curious?

KSY: I think they are.

YA: (receiving information from the staffs) Uh, I’m not sure I can tell you this since I’m a model of other fashion brand, but it’s XXXX. That’s it. (fans laughed)

YA: SY unnie picked a lot of interesting questions.

KSY: Fans are really curious about those things though. They are curious about 'YoonA look’.

KSY: OK, next one. 'Which app do you use when you take a selfie?’

YA: Ah. I use B612.

KSY: Do you have any particular filter you like?

YA: Recently, I’m into four ways split. There’s a filter which gives you a feel of film camera. In fact, the effect on the photocard I gave you today was from B612 as well. (laugh)

YA: Face changing effect that I used before, it was from B612, too.

KSY: I see. How about next question?

YA: 'You have a really nice voice. Could you do ASMR for us?’

KSY: You know what ASMR is, right?

YA: Yes. I had an experience of listening to it when I couldn’t sleep. There are a lot of ASMRs out there.

KSY: Right. Could you do it here, then? (to fans) Please shut your eyes off. (but fans didn’t)

KSY: (to fans) Please, shut your eyes off. (fans shouted 'We have to see her!’)

KSY: Alright, alright.

YoonA did ASMR of hers. She almost whispered.

YA: I heard there’s a special mic for it.

KSY: Yes.

YA: I actually heard a sound of slime. I really wanted to have one. And recently, I found Taeyeon unnie have one. So I asked her to give me one. She was like, 'Oh, take it. I got plenty.’ I bring one to my house and played with it.

KSY: Was it fun?

YA: It was.

KSY: I think I should ask Taeyeon when I meet her next time. In fact, she gives out something very well. She’s like, 'Go ahead, take it. I got plenty.’ (laugh)

8. YoonA asked fans

KSY: Let’s wrap it up here. Until now, fans asked YoonA about her. Now it’s time for YoonA to ask fans. You must have seen the board when you make the entrance.

White boards with YoonA’s pictures on came in. Each board had a question which YoonA asked fans. Fan had to put a sticker on the answer they like.

KSY: This section is also prepared because YoonA said she’s really curious about fans’ thought about it. First question is, 'What is the best character among the ones YoonA acted?’ What is your choice, YoonA?

YA: Well, to me the most comfortable role was Minyoung from Confidential Assignment. People who know me said to me, “You didn’t even act on the movie. It’s you.” (laugh) During the shoot, when I heard OK sign from the director, I was like, 'Really? I didn’t do anything here.’ (laugh)

KSY: Can I tell you what actress Kang Yewon told me after she watched Confidential Assignment?

YA: Yes.

KSY: She said, “YoonA became a real actress. She’s more than just an idol.” This is not a fake. I myself heard it at her house.

YA: I got a lot of compliments because of that movie.

KSY: I think the movie would have been boring if not for YoonA.

YA: Wow, thank you.

KSY: (jokingly whispering) You know I said that because it’s only us here. (fans laughed)

KSY: It was a joke. Really, you made the atmosphere of the movie quite smooth.

YA: It’s all because of the production.

YA: So, I like Minyoung, and I don’t know why, but I like Anna. I really don’t know. In fact, Anna was not the ideal role in the viewpoint of the company. But I really wanted to do it, so I pushed it. Maybe that’s why, or perhaps the role felt fresh, anyway I really like Anna.

KSY: I see. Let’s see how fans think.

KSY and YoonA started to reveal fans’ votes.

KSY: First one is Hana from Love Rain. Quite a lot.

YA: It was a cute character.

KSY: Next is Saebyuk from You’re My Destiny. Hm, similar numbers to Hana.

YA: Saebyuk is quite an old one at this point.

KSY: Many moms still call YoonA Saebyuk.

YA: It’s when I was a 3rd grade of high school. 10 years ago.

KSY: Wow, 10 years ago.

YA: I was a student, and yet I had to act living a married life. (fans laughed) I felt a bit awkward because of it.

KSY: Next one is Minyoung from CA. Let’s see. (it has a lot of stickers on)

YA: Wow.

KSY: I think you and your fans are connected. Next is San from The King Loves. (it has quite a lot of stickers as well)

YA: I think I know what you guys like. If the next one got a lot of votes as well, then we can conclude that you prefer a character with a sincere heart towards her love. (Next and the last one was Anna from The K2, and it received a lot of votes, too)

KSY: Indeed.

YA: OK, the results are, Minyoung at No.1, Anna at No.2, and San at No.3. Hana at No.4, and Saebyuk at No.5.

KSY: I guess now you know what fans think.

YA: Yes, I think fans are quite similar to me.

KSY: I think fans love the character which has the aspect of a real life YoonA.

YA: If so, then I think fans would love Euijoo, too. (fans screamed)

KSY: I see. Next question is, 'Which hair style is best suited for YoonA?’ You said short cut is quite comfortable, right?

YA: But now it got longer. You know, these pictures on the questionnaire board, I picked all of them myself.

KSY: I see. I can see blonde, short cut, black long hair with front hair, up style, brown long hair with wave. You had quite a lot of hair styles.

YA: Well, considering I was in the business for 10 years, I don’t think it’s that many. But, I didn’t stay as one style for long.

KSY: Do you have a favorite hair style among them?

YA: I stayed as brown long hair for the longest time.

KSY: I think that one is the most familiar one for fans, too.

YA: However, when my hair is brown, then fans wanted to see black. So I changed it to black, and the problem is, if I do so, my hair goes bad. So I leave it like that and don’t touch it. Then it goes back to brown again. Then fans said “Why YoonA dyed her hair back to brown?” (fans laughed)

KSY: I see. You really want to know what fans think.

YA: I cut my hair like this after I shot MV of 'When The Wind Blows’. After that, all I’m doing is root staining. But my hair turned to brown again. I guess receiving sunlight and others might have something to say about it.

YA: I like brown long hair. And I also liked blonde. However, the short cut I’m doing right now is the product of that blonde. (laugh)

KSY: I see. Blonde messed up your hair. I personally like up style, too.

YA: Up style is good. Actually, I want to raise my hair long like that again. Problem is, it depends on the role I take.

KSY: I don’t know which hair is required for Euijoo, but anyway, let’s see the result. So, YoonA’s favorite is brown long hair with wave and blonde. (They revealed votes for brown long hair first, and it received a lot of votes)

KSY: Wow. I think we don’t have to see other ones. It’s already decided. (next one was up style and it didn’t receive many votes)

KSY: OK. Next one is black long hair. Hm, it received some votes, too.

YA: Next is short cut. (it received plenty of votes)

KSY: I guess fans like short cut, too. (last one was blonde, and it received a lot of votes)

YA: Wow.

KSY: I guess you should go back and forth between brown long hair and blonde. (laugh)

YA: So you do like brown long hair. In fact, if I raise my hair long again, I would like to go back to that one. It’s good. (laugh)

KSY: Considering how fans voted, I think you and your fans are really connected. You guys are similar.

YA: I think so. Actually, I cut my front hair recently because when I did short cut first, front hair looked pretty. But now my hair got longer, and with front hair, whichever style I do, it feels too retro. That’s why I cut it.

KSY: About blonde, I think fans want to see it on stage.

YA: I know. I think I made a right choice going blonde at that time.

KSY: How old were you then?

YA: It was when I did Party, so three years ago.

KSY: OK, next question. 'Which dish would you like to eat among the ones YoonA cooked?’ (Even without revealing, we could see the stickers were all over on Mille Feuille Nabe)

YA: I can see the result already. (laugh)

KSY: (to fans) You’re not supposed to spoil like this. (fans laughed)

YA: It looks like more fans voted for this question. (laugh) It makes me feel like I’m very good at cooking.

KSY: It looks like you are.

YA: Not really. I think I said it before, but when I was not having any busy schedule, I got a driver’s license. At that time, I felt sense of accomplishment thanks to the direct result I received. I really liked that feeling. So I tried to find something which I can see the direct result. That’s why I learned cooking. I learned cooking from a teacher for certain period, and after that I googled internet for recipes and tried some. Then, I went to Homestays, and it gave me a lot of confidence. I called the kitchen there as my dream one. I did many dishes which I couldn’t before.

KSY: All of these dishes, I can’t even think of cooking. Even Curry Rice.

YA: Curry Rice is easy.

KSY: Isn’t it 3 min? (fans laughed) (note: KSY refers to 3-min instant curry)

KSY: OK, let’s see the result. It’s too obvious, though. (she revealed the votes for Curry Rice, and not many votes were on it)

KSY: (laugh) You guys were too much. Curry Rice wasn’t that appealing to you?

YA: I guess it’s because you can eat Curry Rice easily.

KSY: Do you have any special recipe for Curry?

YA: Well, putting some milk in it?

KSY: For Curry?

YA: Yes. It makes it softer.

KSY: Next one is Braised Sea Bream. (the result was revealed, and it didn’t receive many votes as well)

KSY: I see. Let’s move to the next one. (next one was Mille Feuille Nabe)

YA: No.1!

KSY: Yes, no.1! (fans laughed)

KSY: It feels like we’re doing a music show with single 1st prize candidate. (fans laughed) (result was revealed, and expectedly, massive amounts of stickers were on it)

YA: Wow, it is a lot. Does any of you cook it yourself? (some fans raised their hands)

YA: I see. In fact, the taste will be similar. (fans laughed)

KSY: Oh, there’s not much difference in taste regardless?

YA: Yes, but making it look pretty is not easy. (then she explained how to make it pretty)

KSY: I think you should be on cooking variety someday.

YA: I’d love to.

KSY: How about 'Homemade cooking teacher Lim’? (fans laughed)

YA: I really want to learn. If I was on that program, then I would’ve learned a lot of recipes.

KSY: How about opening your restaurant someday? (fans screamed) You know, there are many spot bar during college festivals. You open such bar, and cook something over and over. (laugh)

KSY: Next one is waffle. Oh, it received some votes. Right now, it’s the 2nd place.

YA: But I think it will be the 3rd place pretty soon. (next one was Jjimdak, and it received a lot of votes)

KSY: Yoongyoong Jjimdak! How come you cook it at home. It’s very difficult.

YA: This one is what I learned during the learning course. One of the dishes that I cook quite often.

KSY: So you cook Jjimdak at home quite a lot?

YA: Yes. All of these are the ones I cooked quite a lot.

KSY: I guess Curry Rice is the most frequent one, though.

YA: Well, I think I should remove Curry Rice next time.

KSY: (laugh) You’re hurt by the result. (then KSY hand counted the number of votes on Curry Rice)

KSY: Grand total of 15 fans voted for Curry Rice. I guess they were like, “Wait, Curry is being alienated so we should give some votes!” (fans laughed)

KSY: Me personally, I have one which I really want to try among these. It’s waffle.

YA: Ah, waffle.

KSY: It was quite popular after the broadcast. Do you know that waffle making machines were sold out?

YA: I know. Because of that, the company sent me a thank you letter and other products.

KSY: Really?

YA: Yes. Since it’s a foreign company, I heard that endorsement contract is not possible…(fans laughed)

KSY: I love bread, so I really wanted to try it.

YA: Really?

KSY: Yes.

YA: Well then……I will make waffle today for you.

KSY: Wow! (fans screamed)

KSY: Ah, now I see. What you did at the backstage was for this. I thought you’re doing it to eat it yourself. (fans laughed)

KSY: So if you’re going to do it, I think you have to go inside and prepare for it.

YA: Yes.

KSY: We will wait here while you prepare. (YoonA disappeared to the backstage)

9. VCR (Making Film of 'To You’)

KSY talked about how YoonA prepared for the fanmeeting, then disappeared to the backstage. Lights were off, and making film of 'To You’ was on the screen.

10. 1st Stage (To You)

After VCR is finished, YoonA appeared on stage with pretty white dress on. She sang 'To You’ live for the first time for us. She made a slight mistake during the song (perhaps due to her having cold), but she recovered well after that and finished the song.

11. 2nd Stage (When The Wind Blows)

After the 1st stage, 2nd stage began instantly. YoonA sang it flawlessly this time. We had a fan event here, which was holding up the candle light together when YoonA sings 'You are my star’. I’m not sure YoonA realized it, though.

#180520 #im yoon ah #yoona #girls generation #snsd #so wonderful day #fanmeeting

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the wave and the boats 𐀔 byun euijoo

💬 in which ... you quit your job because of your boss's bad behavior, but his son won't let you go.

genre : angst, fluff ⋆ warnings : mistreatment at work, ej's dad & brother are such assholes, swearing, mention of drowning ⋆ word count : 1,5k ⋆ author's note : kinda obsessed with outer banks lately so i just.. had to write something inspired by it :D

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀part one | part two | part three

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for as long as you can remember, your peaceful little island has been divided into two camps : the rich in the north, the poor in the south. but despite the clear discrimination between the two social classes, we've always lived in harmony. or at least, through the eyes of naive adults who think that differences are non-existent. to help your brother pay the rent on the house left by your parents, as well as the groceries you need to survive, you've managed to find a job that's quite well paid by some rich people from the north — the byun family — which simply consists of cleaning and ensuring the smooth running of a luxury boat.

but if everything went perfectly well in the beginning, the family father's inappropriate behavior had caused you to lose your temper.

« what did he tell you, y/n? » asked your brother, his way of speaking as poisonous as snake venom. an umpteenth sigh left your lips, as you discarded your work sweater, tossing it into the garbage can, « does it really matter? i don't want to go there anymore anyway. » you explained, finally facing your brother and crossing your arms against your chest.

« of course it matters, » he declared, a bitter laugh leaving his lips as he raised his arm to point to the north of the island, « i'm not going to let those northern dogs mistreat my little sister. »

raising an eyebrow while scoffing, rolling your eyes, you laid a hand on nicholas' shoulder. « nico, this family is one of the most popular on the island, they know a lot of people. they'd make mincemeat of you, » a heavy sigh of frustration escaped your brother's lips, his jaw clenched as he cracked his knuckles in nervousness, « i've already lost dad, i can't risk losing you too. »

nicholas knew you were right, but he couldn't help feeling all that rage at the thought of dirty hands on you without your consent. he knew you didn't need any help defending yourself, and that you'd already reacted to this mistreatment, but he couldn't help wanting to beat the shit out of this pigs. « i'm fine, i swear. » you say, a smile finally appearing on your lips. but this one disappeared very quickly when you saw the expression on nicholas' face change completely, his eyes riveted outward, behind you.

« what's this asshole doing here? » he declared, jostling you as he rushed out the door, followed closely by you. stepping into the garden, you came face to face with nicholas, ready to punch one of byun's sons in the face. « you've got a lot of nerve showing your face here after what your father did to my sister.. » anyone would have panicked at nicholas' murderous stare, but euijoo simply raised his hands in the air, his gaze juggling between your face and that of your brother. « y/n i'm sorry, i just wanted to make sure you were okay. »

the softness of his voice made you smile, but nicholas' hand violently pushing the boy's shoulder made you roll your eyes again. « get lost byun, we don't want you here. » — jumping over the two or three steps to the porch of your house, you approached the two boys from behind, with your back to euijoo, facing nicholas, arms crossed against your chest and an authoritative look on your face. « yah, do i look like a damsel in distress? » you asked him, holding his gaze without difficulty. your older brother looked up at the boy behind you who was patiently waiting to be able to talk to you, before meeting your gaze again and sighing, « y/n, he's one of them. »

you nodded positively, understanding that he was simply trying to protect you and make sure you were safe. but you knew ej, and you knew for a fact that he was incapable of hurting you. « nico, i got this, i promise. » you end up assuring your big brother, who didn't miss the opportunity to send a death glare at the rich boy behind you, before walking back to your house without another word.

sighing with relief, having saved the other boy from a definite black eye, you swiveled around to face the brunet, who was looking at you with puppy-dog eyes. « what are you doing here, ej? » you asked, sliding your arms behind your back to maintain an upright position while fixing his eyes with yours. his pretty brown eyes. « i heard my father yelling at you, saw the whole scene and ran here right after you left, » he explained, his arms uncoiling along his torso, hesitating to touch your cheek with his fingertips, « i wanted to see how you were doing and apologize. »

« you don't have to apologize, it wasn't your fault. you didn't do anything wrong. » you explained, gently, tenderly, your gaze never leaving his. euijoo was undoubtedly the reason you lasted so long : he had always been kind, thoughtful and gentle towards you. he always wanted to take care of you, he often kept you company, and he even managed to get you a pay rise — but you guess the poor really aren't destined to mix with the rich. « that's not true, » he continued, his gaze changing, lowering his head and playing nervously with his long and pretty fingers, « i think my dad must have seen you coming out of my room when i asked you to come, » euijoo bit his lower lip as he spoke again, « he must have seen you and got upset, it's all my fault and i'm so fucking sorry.. »

« eh.. » you say softly, sliding one of your hands around his wrist so that your fingertips caress the inside of his hand, « what is done, is done, okay? » tilting your head to one side, you finally planted your eyes in his, with at your lips a smile that caused his heart to miss a beat, « plus, i came to your room of my own free will, it was my decision. »

euijoo has always had a crush on you, for as long as he can remember, there's always been something about your smile that made his heart skip a beat. you have a hard life, a lot of things to deal with that a person your age shouldn't have to worry about, but you always manage to keep a bright smile on your face and an unshakeable good mood. he fell in love with the twinkle in your eyes in the starlight and the softness of your hands clinging to his skin, he cherished every moment he spent on the boat with you, away from prying eyes and sharp tongues. until the day he finally dared to invite you up to his room to show you his treasures, which you were so curious to know more about. but it seems that every shard of happiness is always cracked by his family.

« ej, » you say suddenly, finally slipping your hand softly completely into his, « you are in no way responsible for the actions of your family, i assure you. »

he really didn't know how you could remain so calm and understanding after what his father and brother had tried to do to you. he was angry at the whole world for still trying to make you suffer like that, when all you do is help out and be nice to everyone. you deserved nothing more than absolute happiness and assured protection, and he swore to do everything in his power to offer you this. « i don't know what's keeping me from kissing you right now. » he declared boldly, eliciting a chuckle from you as you glanced towards your house, « my brother maybe? »

euijoo raised his eyes to look behind you, meeting the cold gaze of nicholas who continued to observe you both with a stern look. a sigh left your lips as you lowered your gaze, suddenly staring at your shoes. « you know.. your family is like a boat, and i'm the wave. and what do boats do to waves? » euijoo watched you silently, trying to predict your next words so as to know what to say next, but to no avail. so, noting his lack of reaction, you raised your head slowly, your pupils locked in his. his eyes seemed so sad — and you didn't like it.

« they break them. » you finally say, with a sigh, as if only he and the wind could understand your words. his hand tightened around yours, pulling slightly on your arm to bring you closer to him, his eyes fixed on yours as if he were trying to get into your mind. the sun behind him gave you the impression that euijoo was suddenly the solution to all your problems — whereas he was right in the middle of them. but when he spoke, letting those few words roll off his tongue and into your ears, you swore your heart dropped into your stomach, pounding as if you were swimming with dolphins, « and what if i was the lifebuoy that saved you from drowning? »

and you've never wanted to kiss him as much as you do now.

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