#except for zico but you know

[agentark]

my current plight is that I have no kpop friends so I'm just sitting alone with my thoughts after the craziest last few days like

[wooeo]

☼ BEAUTY QUEEN — enhypen x f!member!reader

youtube compilation (name) my beauty queen, 1.3 million views

note, the 2 girls during clip 2 are ocs dont mind them

clip 1

— “noona,” jungwon called you over to him and niki. he had just confessed to once getting valentines day chocolate from one of his friends. 

“hmm?” you pushed your hair over your shoulder, making sure it didn’t get stuck in your clothes.

“noona, have you ever gotten white day chocolate?” niki asked, looking up at you.

the camera panned to you, “yeah,”

they both ooh’ed, teasing you as you smiled awkwardly, “how many times?”

embarrassed, you laughed and turned away from them. they protested loudly, catching the attention of your bandmate and old classmate, jay. 

“what? what?” 

“hyung! you and noona were classmates right?”

“yeah,”

“have you ever seen her getting white day chocolate?”

jay nodded, “yeah. she once had a whole bag filled,”

you protested, not wanting him to make the information public, “jay! shut up!”

“eh?!” niki’s mouth fell open and jungwon looked at you in shock, “seriously?!”

jay nodded, laughing at your flustered expression, “didn’t you have two full bags in our third year?”

“JAY!”

clip 2

— jay entered first, then sunghoon, then you. you were half hidden behind sunghoon until you stepped out onto the white platform where the boys made space for you between them and you properly came into view of the other contestants. 

“wha,,”

you were too far away and too nervous to hear the sounds of awe coming from the others. two of the girls that were already seated, leaned closer to each other, “is that fair? her face?” they giggled, eyes zoomed on you. “don’t let me stand beside her,, seriously. i’ll look like a trashcan,”

you chuckled nervously, “they’re all staring,”

jay leaned closer to you, “aren’t you used to that?”

you rolled your eyes at him and he smiled. 

“she’s seriously pretty,” 

“very pretty,”

“(name) has a pretty voice,” bang sihyuk put his papers on the desk, “and she’s a strong performer,”

“ah,” rain and zico made noises in acknowledgement. “she looks like a manhwa character,” zico commented, laughing along with the other two when they saw how the contestants kept stealing glances at you.

clip 3

— “(name)!” the radio host turned to you, eyes on the cue card.

you peaked up, ignoring heesung calling you cute. 

“there is a rumor going around,” the host's eyes went to you. 

your nose scrunched up, already knowing what was to come. 

“that when you were in school,, your desk was so filled with letters and gifts that it broke,”

your band members snickered while your face flushed in embarrassment. you shook your head and waved your hands around, “‘t’s not true, it’s- ah,,” you hid your face in your hands, “over exaggeration,” you managed through the embarrassment. the boys burst out laughing, clapping and hollering.

jake, who was sitting next to you, ran his hand up and down your back in comfort through his laughter.

“it’s true! it’s true!” jay laughed even harder when you protested his words. when everybody calmed their laughter (except niki, who found your embarrassment the best entertainment), you repeated your denial.

“it’s not true. but,,” you hesitated and the boys and host chuckled again, “there was a lot on the last day before summer vacation,”

jay, your ever so helpful, ex classmate, opened his mouth, “so many it letters they fell of her desk,” 

“JAY!!” 

[whatispersonalspacejyp]

SKZ Reaction; How you meet

Genre: Fluff

I changed the theme a bit for Felix’s

Original Date: 9 April 2020

Bang Chan

You were a new producer at JYP Entertainment. You were exploring the building, making mental notes where everything was. But you were snapped out of your thoughts when you walked into something. 

“I’m sorry, are you alright?” a man’s voice said as hand lies on your shoulder. “I did’t see you when I opened the door.” The man had an Australian accent. 

“I’m okay, at least I think so.” You looked up at the man, nodding. “Thank god, but I still feel bad. So please I would like it if you joined me to get some coffee. You know as an apology.” The male now showed a smile in which his dimple was shown. “Fine by me. I’m y/n by the way.” “I;m Bang Chan, but you can call me Chan.” 

Both of you walked towards a coffee shop where the start of a new friendship was born.

Lee Minho

You worked in an animal shelter, for a in-service training period and of course for earning money. 

You were checking the cats, feeding them when the doorbell rang (you know those ones which ring when the door opens). A young man looks around the shelter as you walked to the counter. “Hello sir, how can I help you?” 

The male smiled. “Hello, I would like to adopt a cat please.”  you made a motion to the man for him to follow you to the back where the cats were. “Sir did you have any kind of idea what for cat you would like?” The male shook his head. “Feel free to look around and ask me questions, I still have to feed some of the cats.”

The male was there for nearly half an hour until he found a kitten. “Miss, I think I found my match.” You stood up and walked to him and the cat. “Ah, the kitten doesn’t have it’s parents anymore. It’s a sweet kitten. Please walk with me to the counter to fill in the application form and I’ll get the kitten.” 

The male filled in everything and payed as I handed him the kitten. “I’m curious sir, do you have a name already?” “I have, the name Dori. Also please call me Minho, miss y/n. Cause I will be here more often.” The young man said and then left the store. 

Seo Changbin

You were a trainee at JYP, you already were sorted into a new group. JYP decided they wanted a co-ed group. Today was a evaluation day with the sorting of position in the group. You were a rapper, together with your best friend. 

As you were preparing, JYP and some other idols walked in. “Hello, are you ready for the evaluation?” your whole group nodded. “With me I have Changbin from Stray Kids, Yugyeom from Got7 and Nayeon from Twice. Their going to help me and you go get better with your positions.”

You were chosen as last to perform. As nerves settle in you got a feeling of nausea, but quickly dismissed it when you walked in front of them. You had chosen the song Bermuda Triangle from Zico. You got the feeling that everything went alright, but the faces in front of you said otherwise. “You are an amazing rapper, I say main rapper.” the others next to JYP nodded too. Until Changbin spoke. “How about a collab. I like your raptone, I’m sure that we could make a great song.” You quickly said yes, and that was the start of a great friendship.

Hwang Hyunjin

You have been a backup dancer for a while, and you were assigned to Stray Kids official backup dancer. Right now your whole squad where with DanceRacha learning the new choreo for their new song. 

You kept on stumbling and messing up nearly more then half of the times. You had never heard your name being called this many times. “Y/n, you’re not doing it right again. You bring us and the team down, I swear if you don’t have it by tomorrow, I’ll kick you off the squad.” Minho yelled, while the rest were either looking at you in sympathy or annoyed. “It’s no use for you all to go further. Since y/n screws up everytime. So go and pack your stuff, we’ll see you tomorrow. And y/n I mean it, step up your game otherwise your dead.” With that everybody left except for Hyunjin. 

“I’m sorry for Minho-hyungs behavior. He’s just tired, I’ll learn ya the whole song okay? I play the song, you dance and I’ll help you get it correctly.”

Nearly the whole evening the two of you were dancing and fixing the choreo. Around midnight, Hyunjin left. While you stayed until the wee hours. You even fell asleep in the practice room only to be woken up in the morning by voices. You realized what happened and decided to play it out as if you just arrived and were practicing.

You danced the whole routine perfectly, it even made Minho smile. “I’m sorry about yesterday. You did great.” Both Hyunjin and Felix smiled at you, while Hyunjin walks to you and hugs you. “You did it, Friend.”

Han Jisung

Your parents forced you too study in Malaysia at the R.E.A.L International School. Since you were a new student, it wasn’t that easy to find your classroom for the first period. Luckily some other students were so nice to help you around the place. 

As you walked into the classroom, the students were already there and so was the teacher. “Hello, I’m the new student.” The teacher stood up and walks in front of the class. “Class, we have a new student.”

“Hello, I’m y/n.” The teacher smiled. “Welcome, you can take place next to mr. Han, please raise your hand.” A boy in the last row raised his hand and you went to the place next to him. 

“Hello, I’m Peter Han, or Han Jisung. What ever suits you.” He held his hand out for a handshake which you took. “Don’t worry y/n, I’ll stay with you as a friend. So you don’t get lost or lonely.”

Lee Felix 

You two were friends since birth, all the fold of your mothers being best friends. Now the two of you were laying on Felix’ bed watching a movie. 

It was clear to you that Felix mentally wasn’t in the room. “Lix, what are you thinking about?” He keeps his mouth and wraps his arms around your body. “You know your my best friend right?” You felt confused by his words. “Yes?”

Felix let out a deep breath. “I want to ask you to prom.” He said bluntly, which clearly shocked you. “Uhm, sure. I didn’t have a date yet, so your luckily.” You joked, but Felix wasn’t smiling. “What’s wrong?” 

“After graduation I leave. I’m going to South Korea to pursue a music carrier. You know like those Kpop idols. I auditioned for JYP Entertainment and got accepted.” The aura of the bedroom was a feeling of sadness and happiness at the same time. “Lix, I’m happy you got accepted and sad since your leaving me here.” The both of you joked for a while until Felix’ mom yelled that dinner was ready.

Kim Seungmin

You were an Idol, and the sister of Brian, aka Young K from Day6. Today you were going to visit your brother at the Entertainment. Security let you through as they stopped the fansites. As you walked through the wall of JYP Entertainment you realized you were a bit lost. 

Seungmin was walking through the halls of the entertainment for a reason he didn’t even know. He was listening to your solo songs, as he was a fan of you. He walked around the corner and saw a female standing there. When he looks closer he realized that he sees his favorite female solo artist. He walks up to you shyly. “Hello, What bring you here.” He bows.

You in the meantime nearly got a heart attack since you didn’t hear the boy coming towards you. You saw the face and also bowed. “I’m searching for the room Day6 is in. Wait aren’t you in Stray Kids? Seungmin?” Seungmin nods, feeling joy wash over him. “I know where they are, I’ll bring you there.” The both of you were talking the whole way to the band room. “Y/n, can I maybe ask for a photo?” You smiled at his cuteness and nodded. “Seungmin, text me sometime. You seem like a nice friend.”

Yang Jeongin

You have been a Stay since Stray Kids debuted. Right now you back in your hotel from the concert. You sat on the bed clearly still enjoying the concert even if it was over, that was until you could hear a voice outside of the door. 

So you did the thing that sounded the best for you, that was opening the door. To your surprise a face which you recognized stood in front of you in confusion. “Sorry, I but this is my room.” You looked at Jeongin in shock. “No, I booked this room, I have proof.”

You went inside again to grab the information that this was your room. Jeongin still stood by the door, looking inside too see if his luggage was in there. You walked back to Jeongin and showed him the info. “Oh... Then I don’t know where my room is.” He looks confused and overall very awkward. “I can help you look for it. I don’t mind.” The young boy looks uncertain at first but still accepted the request. 

After searching for a while and not finding the room, the two of you went to the reception to ask. Fortunately they could tell exactly in which room he needed to be. You walked with him to the room. “Wait for a second, I want to repay you.” Before you could say anything he walked in the room and with a few minutes later walked out again and handed you a note. The both of you bid farewell as you walked back to your room, reading the note.

‘Hi Stay,

I know that you knew me, I saw the lightstick on the nightstand. I want to repay you with some coffee, so here’s my number, text me.

xxx Jeongin’

[beautifulpersonpeach]

I want to talk about BoyNextDoor

This group debuted under KOZ Entertainment, Zico's label in HYBE, on May 30, 2023 and all six boys were already beasts.

Every song they've released has been S-class tier, in my opinion. Finger-licking good pop rock music with an oldies bend to it, god-tier choreography with that emphasis in performance quality that HYBE groups are known for, and frankly adorable, sweet personalities to boot. The boys have real chemistry and are legitimately talented. I'd say almost at the stage BTS were at debut. Though I could be biased.

Anyway, I think to understand what BND is, you first need to understand who Zico is.

There's no other rapper that best exemplifies the funky gutter musicality of khh than Zico. It's groove with an edge to it. Easy swag paired with barely contained energy. That's what drives Zico's flow and rhythm in his songs and dancing style. Zico is the artist all the male idols you know are bumping to in their dorms. He's not a saint, he's simply the best at what he does IMO. And it's clear all six members of BND adore him, look up to him, and are aiming to do their best to not let him down. And I find that sweet as hell.

BoyNextDoor is what happens when Zico does 'cute'. It's bright, gritty, fun, and funky at the same time.

Plus, their music and choreography is straight flames. I won't bore you with text. Listen and watch it for yourself. Find somewhere comfortable to sit and pay attention please.

One and Only DP

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Serenade DP

(Did you catch that spin?)

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But I Like You

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That was all from their debut single album and all three songs are outstanding releases. BND is easily the best debut group or rookie in 2023 though Kiss of Life is a very close second. Their 1st comeback was on September 4, 2023 and again there isn't a single skip (although Crying comes close to being one lol).

I love the video and directing style in their MVs. The way they incorporate an actual physical door into their choreographies and MVs, is unique and interesting - BND is one reason I've been able to say that about a k-pop song this year. The boys' vocals are exceptional and perfect for the style of music they're pursuing too. And again, they can actually dance and perform.

The music is untouchable by the way.

Again, see for yourself:

But Sometimes MV

Are you hearing that outro?? Jaehyun's voice? Christ.

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ABCD Love Live

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I think BoyNextDoor is the best rookie group this year, their music is amazing, and that you should give them a good listen. Their performances are also fun to watch and you might find yourself impressed at their choreographies.

[agust-june]

About me

Name: call me Agust June or just June

Age: 22

Pronouns: she/her/hers

Big 3: Gemini ♊️ 🌞 Libra ��️ 🌙 Virgo ♍️ ⬆️

Idk if yall know this but I'm black. MINORS DNI

MASTERLIST

Here

WHO I WILL OR WILL NOT WRITE FOR

Who I write for: Got7 (except BamBam and Jackson), NCT (except for Hendery Jisung Chenle and Jeno) Seventeen, Moneta x, and any boy group that isn't on my I won't write for list.

Who I WILL NOT write for: Stray Kids, Enphypen, Jay Park, JYP, Zico, and other idols I find problematic.

Note: I am open to write about BTS however I'm not fully sure because I've had bad interactions with ARMY. Plus there's a lot of BTS content here. I am on the fence about Haechan I see that man as my son. I also might change my mind on Jisung and Chenle but please don't ask to me write anything as of now.

THINGS I WILL AND WON'T WRITE

What I will write: smut fluff and angst.

Kinks:

Daddy/mommy kink

Overstimulation

Degradation

Breeding

Temperature play

Role play

Pain kink

What I will NOT write:

Abuse (I can write toxic relationships as a cautionary tale but not too much detail but not abuse)

Rape

Omegaverse

Piss or shit play.

Self harm

Spit kink (it's not bad but I have a personal childhood issue with it)

Anything where the reader or idol turns into an animal and they fuck. Too weird.

Anything sexual with minors

Hs teacher au idc if the reader is 18 it's weird.

Requests: closed (I tried writing it before didn't work out.)

Disclaimer:

My page is for black kpop stans. If you are non black you are welcome too.

I write from inspiration or when something comes to me. I will get stuck what I'm writing on but I will come back to it. I will also note that I go to school and work so during the spring and fall I won't write much if I do I'm neglecting work. I do want to be interactive on my page so if you have any thoughts or suggestions let me know.

I will not tolerate any form of hate on my page. If you don't like a specific thing in my work don't read it. I will put warnings before my post. If I find you being racist on my page I will block you on my page. If I find you being hateful towards the lgbtq+ community and fat phobic towards plus size people I will block you. Minors please DO NOT interact with my posts (if you do it anyway please do it in silence or I will block you).

Closing remarks:

I don't bite unless you give me a reason! I hope everyone likes my content and enjoys. My goal is to become a better writer over time. If you have any questions, comments, or concerns, please don't hesitate to ask me.

[j-aebumss]

Dating Jungkook [11] || Jeon Jungkook

Author → J-aebumss 

Pairing → Shin Won & Jungkook 

Rating → PG-13 

Word count → 464

Summary → “It’s you, and it’s always been you.” 

Other chapters → Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 | Chapter 10 | Chapter 11 | Chapter 12 | Chapter 13 | Chapter 14 | Chapter 15 | Chapter 16 | Chapter 17 | Chapter 18 | Chapter 19 | Chapter 20 | Chapter 21 | Chapter 22 | Chapter 23 | Chapter 24 | Chapter 25 | Chapter 26 | Chapter 27 | Chapter 28 | Chapter 29 | Chapter 30 | 

Seeing a needle in my arms, I knew I was in the hospital again. I spot Jungkook holding my hand while he is sleeping. I glide my hand through his hair as I thought to myself, I am always making worry about him. 

I woke Jungkook up since I needed to use the bathroom, and I didn’t want to think I went missing. 

“I am going to the bathroom,” I informed him, and he helped me get off the bed. 

“I am coming along,” Jungkook announced, and we walked together to the bathroom. 

Jungkook entered the girl’s bathroom as well. He’s slightly being overprtected, but I didn’t mind. 

Once I finished doing my business in the bathroom. As I was washing my hands, I looked up at the mirror, and immediately I broke down just by looking at those scars on my body. I feel like everything inside of me is shattering. The memories from last night came back flushing at me, all at once. 

I looked in front of me, meeting Jungkook’s eyes. I pulled back and looked at him, hurt and confused, and a little scared. Seeing those scars made my heartbreak into thousands of pieces. 

Jungkook blocked my view by barricading my face in his chest. Jungkook embraced me tightly, whispering. “I am right here. Stop crying, princess.” He cupped my face and wiped my tears with his warm thumbs. 

“Let’s go,” Jungkook said, leading the way while having his hand wrapped around my shoulder. 

Once we were back in the room, someone knocked on the door, and it was BTS. How did they know that I was here? 

“Are you okay, Shin Won?” J-Hope asked while rushing towards me. I nod my head. 

“Why do people enjoy hurting you?” Suga asked out of the blues. 

“I don’t know, why don’t you ask them?” I suggested. 

“Did you guys miss me?” I smiled, and everyone said yes except for one person. 

“Who said no?” I asked, and Suga raised his hand. I threw my pillow at him. “Rude jerk.” 

“How can you be so rude and caring at the same time?” I huffed. 

“I care about you, and it’s just that I don’t miss you.” Suga snickered. 

“Whatever, don’t talk to me.” Suga pissed me off. 

“I’m sorry, Shin Won. I just enjoy teasing you.” Suga apologized and hugged me. 

I chuckled, and someone knocked on the door. It was Zico mom. 

“Zico told me about last night, and I am sorry that happened to you. I came here to let you know that Zico is missing,” She informed me. 

All of a sudden, I had trouble breathing, and the pain in my chest got worse and felt like it was burning inside. Everything went black. 

[cityoflondoncigars]

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[cashandprizes]

tumblr hates you (the tagging didn't work???) but also loves me because I saw this on my dash immediately - oh boy, let's see what ye olde Spoofy has for us today. I picked my "this is me in a playlist" playlist for this.

LOST ONE - Epik High & Kim Jong Wan "They took everything from me/ They stole the ground beneath my feet/ Left me to die/ It's alright/ I never bought the lie/ I lost - no/ You lost/ The one"

Chasing Pavements - Adele "Or would it be a waste/ Even if I knew my place/ Should I leave it there?"

The Ghost of You - My Chemical Romance (no one is suprised) "You are never coming home, never coming home/ Never coming home, never coming home/ And all the things that you never ever told me/ And all the smiles that are ever gonna haunt me/ Never coming home, never coming home/ Could I? Should I?/ And all the wounds that are ever gonna scar me/ For all the ghosts that are never gonna"

The Only Exception - Paramore "Maybe I know somewhere/ Deep in my soul/ That love never lasts/ And we've got to find other ways/ To make it alone/ Or keep a straight face/ And I've always lived like this/ Keeping a comfortable distance/ And up until now I'd sworn to myself/ That I'm content with lonliness/ Cause none of it was ever worth the risk"

코끼리 (Gajah) - Gaeko & RM "Think about it/ Are you gonna be a star or a starfish?/ No disrespect for starfish/ But if you want a fish be selfish/If you looked in the mirror this morning/ Think about what you thought about/ Then look again and say/ You fight for yourself/ You sharpen your sword for yourself"

[I had to skip a few songs that I couldn't find good translations for or are just vibes, sorry not sorry. but in case you were curious it was Sweet Sexy Fei - by Fei of Miss A and Okey Dokey by Mino and Zico - obviously vibing.]

anyway tagging my friends <3 @autisticempathydaemon @frenchiefitzhere @gingerbreadmonsters @ejunkiet @horrorscoupes

Tag game: Put your music on shuffle, choose 5 songs, and find a lyric from each song that hits deep.

I was tagged by @itskimchifriedrice​ Thank you for the tag <3 I really liked your songs and the lyrics. 

This is what I got: 

Beyond Oblivion - Trivium: “These shadows sleep so soundly. Appalled, he now averts his eyes.”

For the departed - Shayfer James: “I am far beyond repair / they will bury me alive - but I’m not inclined to care.”

Carry on Wayward Son - Kansas: “And if I claim to be a wise man, well it surely means that I don’t know.”

Have you ever? - Urban Heart: “Have you ever thought you found your place ‘til you miss a moment, and you’ve been replaced?” (it was hard to choose just one line from this song)

Impermanence - Architects: "Eviscerated, we're all players in a symphony that fights against impermanence"

No pressure tags: @cephalog0d @presiding @xetlretl @kayrielwrites @poetikat @adalineozie and anyone who feels like participating :)

[wavesmp3]

for that playlist game, either scriptura-delirus or lina, whichever's easier <3 - lina (hope your day has been going well :D)

L - like whoa by aly & aj

I - it wasn’t me by shaggy

N - nimbooda from hum dil de chuke sanam

A - all i want is everything by the victorious cast

[rec-review8890]

JK | Gang/Mafia RECs

(💦) ~ Smut , (🐑) ~ Fluff , (👊) ~ Angst ,

(📝) ~ Series , (🗒) ~ One-Shot/Dribble ,

(💜) ~ Personal Favorite

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Title: Rebel With A Cause 💦🐑📝💜

Author: @ffion452 (Ao3)

Summary: Five parts, and completed. Also Tae x reader, but the beginning is all JK x reader.

“Power never disappears, it simply transfers, and the vacuum was quickly filled by every power-hungry bastard in the city. The struggle for power was brutal and short, by the time the rival gangs had fought it out, only two remained, each equal in influence and power, though very different in their methods.”

“Sweet, shy Jungkook has been pining over a girl for months - is he too nervous to make his move or does he realise that her links with his gang’s rivals would make any move a suicide mission?”

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Title: Everything 👊🗒

Author: @bfbkg​

Summary: Also break up!au. Short, but it made me want to crawl into the phone and cuddle JK. 

“Jungkook oozed power, wealth and ruthlessness. however here laid a drunken heartbroken boy on the sofa of his penthouse.”

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Title: Desperado 💦🐑👊📝💜

Author: @chocominnie 

Summary: 13 parts, and completed. 

“A messy situationship at it’s finest. You don’t even know whats headed your way, just even engaging in the slightest within him. See, he has an assignment to complete. A mission granted by his father thats do or die. You just so happen to be a major pawn in that assignment. He didn’t mean to take an interest in you. Surely it was an accident right? Only except. you hold much value in this game that he’ll do anything to complete it. Oblivious is what you are. Poor thing. Poor.. Poor thing.”

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Title: Commitment 💦🐑👊🗒

Author: @eureka-its-zico

Summary: Also enemies-to-lovers!au. 

“Everything seems to be going perfect in your life. Your boyfriend Jungkook is more than you could have dreamed of and there’s been a break in the case that could define your career — one of the members of the most elusive mafia, The Devils has been captured. Heading down to the precinct you couldn’t shake the overwhelming feeling: Was everything too good to be true?”

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Title: Angel in the Darkness 💦👊📝

Author: @icyhobi

Summary: 11 part series, completed. Also prostitution!au. I promise you’ll cry 100 times while reading.

“After a patient urgently pleads you to go and help a friend of his, you naively agree to it. Little did you know, that you would get more than what you agreed to, when he leads you to a brothel, to help a dangerous prostitute named Jeon Jungkook.”

[nightlovers-stuff]

Diaboys' favorite Kpop groups/soloists

[Headcanon]

Sakamaki:

Shu: Shu says he doesn't like any of this idol stuff, but you can find him listening to IU's entire discography (his favorite songs are Eight and Through the Night) He also likes Taeyeon, but only songs like 11:11, rain, circus...chill songs in general

Reiji: he's really picky about what he listens to, so most of artists are inappropriate for him...but heize, Dean, IU and Lee-hi are the only exception

He probably listens to some tradicional Korean singer

Ayato: Ayato was reluctant at first, but now he really enjoys some groups like Nct, Big Bang, Exo, he only likes the old school era from BTS. He also likes girl groups like Red Velvet, G-idle(tomboy era!!!!) and Blackpink. Likes Sunmi and Chungha a lot

but he'll never admit it

Kanato: TWICE STAN!!!!!! He likes cute concepts. G-friend, Lovelyz and even Loona.

Guess what?

He also loves red velvet. ( russian roulette is his favorite era)

Laito: Girl's Generation and 2NE1 stan, also loves red velvet(ice cream cake is his favorite) and Mamamoo Sexy girl groups like Girl's day, exid(up&down), sistar. Enjoys soloist as wells: CL, Hyuna, Chungha and JAY PARK 💀

Subaru: He likes dreamcatcher, mainly because it's more like rock or at least pop rock, he also likes Day6 and The Rose. But this boy can be a secretly softie, he likes IU, Dean and bol4 too

Mukami:

Ruki: Dean, heize, IU, Lee hi, Crush, Baekhyun and even Kai, he really likes Exo.

Mainly chill songs

Kou: He likes pretty much everything. EXO, BTS, Big Bang, Ikon, shine, girl's generation (HUGE FAN) 2NE1( he suffered a lot with the disband)

He enjoys the old groups but also the new ones like txt, itzy, stray kids enphyen..

Azusa: This softie boy listens to whatever kou shows him. But he likes happy vibes like twice, seventeen, red velvet, oh my girl. LOVES BOL4

Yuma: Now...I don't think yuma would listen to music a lot, he's too busy working on his field

But he likes red velvet (I think all the boys like them), IU, Twice( imagine yuma singing "SHY SHY SHY" while he works on his field) but he also likes Zico, Monsta X and even Ateez

Kino: He's girl group stan, but likes all kpop groups, including male groups

Twice(knows all the coreographys), Snsd(likes tayeon a lot) blackpink ( jisoo is his bias), itzy (he can do the shoulder dance of wannabe), sunmi, stayc, everglow..

Male groups: Bts,exo, got7, Stray kids, ateez, txt...

He literally listens to any kpop song.

He went to Twice's concert in Japan and forced yuri to come along

[zh-lele]

My last season called 'you'

▪︎Summary: You saw him for the first time the first day of spring. He had started to feel like home to you and then, all of a sudden, he was gone. No one could contact him. A promise to a Cherry Blossom tree and now it feels like seasons have stopped since Yuta left your side.

▪︎Pairing: Yuta Nakamoto x reader

▪︎Genres: angst, fluff but it's angsty

▪︎Word count: 2.1k

▪︎Warnings: barely suggestive (I swear nothing explicit.) Please let me know if there's more!

Playlist: Magic Carpet Ride (NCT 127), White Ferrari (Frank Ocean), Movie (Tom Misch), Pansy (Taemin), The Language of Flowers (ZICO)

Hi I'm posting again 👀 This idea has been on my drafts since the very beginning of March so it's good to finally have it out. BIGGEST!!! thanks to fei @doiefy for helping me with this one 💗🌸

1. Mourning bride: Unfortunate attachment - I have lost all

The day spring returns, the morning still feels too cold for your liking. The Sun doesn't shine enough to melt the thin layer of ice covering the streets, the biker outside the coffee shop and the door handle.

It's been two hundred and seventy-four days since you last saw him. Yet your eyes still hope to find him again, right across the street opening the little flower shop in front of your workplace. It's all dark inside, except for the subtle cabinet lights keeping the plants and different flowers warm. No one comes to open early in the morning anymore, since Yuta left.

Everything in this life is part of a great predetermined cycle and makes perfect sense. Flowers are temporary organisms—that is, they develop periodically. After fertilization, some parts of the flower become a fruit, enveloping the seed; others die and fall instead, going back to where they came from. He told you once, that everything was meant to be and end. But you never imagined it would end that soon. So this is a story that only lasts one spring.

A year ago, you saw him for the first time opening his shop as the daylight was barely illuminating the old city buildings. Absolutely no one buys flowers so early in the morning, but you were grateful for the boy across the street silently keeping you company. While you arranged the tables outside and waited for the first regular customers to pick up their coffee orders, he accommodated and watered the plants outside his own shop, before the sun rays would start to hit too strong.

You dream of suddenly lifting your head and catching a glimpse of his healing smile once again, the same one you caught daily every time you accidentally exchanged looks across the frosted street. But he's not there. You asked everyone who worked in the flower shop if they knew anything about him after he left, starting to worry when a week without seeing him passed. They only said he had to gone back to his hometown, that they didn't know where he lived. And no, he didn't have a phone and they didn't know a house phone number either.

2. Pansy (Heart's ease): You occupy my thoughts

Your sketchbook remains the same since he left. The first study that you did together was the flowers of the bouquet you bought for your mother one afternoon after closing the café. You were going to visit your mother and honor her with her favorite flowers, but the truth is, you had been working up the courage for weeks to finally go up and talk to the flower boy.

Yellow tulips were in their glorious springtime display. Hopeless love, he made you write under the sketch he made for you. Yuta told you about the meaning behind your mother's favorites that he learned from a really old book his father gave him. He knew a lot and he loved his job.

The task was not easy, as you need to be extra careful with plants, but he carried it out calmly, choosing each flower carefully and putting them together in a beautiful bouquet. It made sure the selection was unique to each person. His eyes would light up every time he admired his finished work and handed out the flowers to the customers, a warm feeling flooding his chest. You were sure it was his smile that made every plant in the shop bloom.

"Victorians believed yellow tulips literally meant 'there’s sunshine in your smile'," you heard him from behind the big bouquet he was still arranging for your beloved mother. Only his brown hair and his big shiny eyes picked out as he skillfully worked on it. "So there's a brighter meaning behind yellow tulips nowadays."

Seeing the final product in your hands, you knew your mother would've loved Yuta. She grew a big garden in the backyard of your house since you were little, which now you take charge of. It isn't as pretty as you remembered it when she was still with you, but you still put the biggest effort in it as a way to keep her close to you.

She knew tons about plants and their meanings and ways to take care of them. She was as bright as tulips and delicate as a rose. She had the biggest heart and smile, even when she was about to give up forever.

Yuta reminded you of her a lot. The boy radiated an indescribable warmth. He had a potential of significance that was expressed in every word, every kind smile, every subtle touch. Coffee even took on a new meaning when Yuta started waiting for you every night at the café counter, hot cup in hand until you finished your shift and closed the shop together. When you were so tired it showed in your demeanor, he was there, silently cheering on you. His sun-beamed eyes and smile would say it all.

He left numerous empty tea bags with little works of art on them. Yuta painted on any surface that allowed for it and you scolded him for wasting the tea herbs in such a way.  Now you can only look at the small framed bags on the wall of the café and miss his chaotic presence. His memory lives on every time someone admires the work and asks who came up with the idea of painting flowers on tea bags. An old dear friend of mine.

"What do you think?"

"I think the Victorians were right," you looked at the tulips in your hands and then at him. "There's sunshine in your smile."

3. Blue Periwinkle: Pleasures of memory

Yuta and you were quick to fill your sketchbook with studies, as the days passed and you only grew closer to each other. Your mother's garden was blooming and shining all over again when he started helping taking care of it on the weekends. Hearty meals and deep naps under the pear tree during spring days would never be the same without Yuta accompanying you.

Comfort, he told you to write under the pear tree drawing on your sketchbook. You were jealous of the warm breeze that unabashedly ruffled his hair. Jealous of the light that filtered through the leaves of the tree and caressed his honeyed skin. You couldn't wait to just touch his lips with yours; become one with him and experience the true calm and comfort you have been longing for so long.

Soon, his expression made you understand. A smile reassuring you the time would come. 

"Wait for me," he asked in a whisper. His hand fixed a strand of hair behind your ear and his gentle touch moved to your cheek. 

You feared the moment would dissipate if you opened your eyes and looked at him. So you only reached for his hand and took it into yours, giving a heartening grip and a kiss to the back of his palm.

"I will always wait for you."

You waited for him until the end of this first day of spring, too. The last page of your book displays a sketch that you wish you never got to do. Fifteen red roses. You didn't think much about it the night Yuta came knocking on your door with the flowers in hand, since you were tasting his lips for the first time. You can still feel the spark of electricity that he left with each kiss and touch on your skin.

The bed feels too cold even after a year without Yuta. You think you should have gotten used to it at this point. But that last night you swore a promise to the Cherry Blossom that was peeking through your window. As yours and his body were becoming one and your soul was intertwined with his, you promised you didn't want to feel spring ever again if it wasn't with Yuta. The Moon was shining bright and you begged for her to let you love him eternally.

"Cherry Blossoms have a very short lifespan. After their beauty peaks around two weeks, the blossoms start to fall," Yuta carefully explained to you as you copied the image of the tree in your backyard. The flowers were, indeed, starting to fall.

"I wish they lived all year," you sighed, finishing the sketch and writing down its meaning.

You felt his arms wrap you from behind; his naked skin hot in contrast with yours, which remained cool from drawing by the open window. You never wanted the day to come.

"I wish this night could last forever."

His comment aroused a strange and restrictive feeling in your chest. A kind of pain that remains with you until this day and won't let you smell the fragrance of flowers like you used to do so freely. You looked at him through glazed eyes and found nothing but calm and a tender sense of love. And you kissed him as if you knew you were never going to hold him in your arms again.

Now you think, maybe it was meant for you to never see him again. Nonetheless, you still waited for him to reappear, like he did that first day of spring a year ago.

Fifteen red roses.

He once told you people often used roses to communicate things; if you knew the meaning behind the number of flowers, you could decipher the message. You only realized it a few weeks after you saw him for the last time, after he left without explanation besides what his coworkers told you. Leaving you with nothing but his memories in each drawing, in your mother's plants which he took such good care of for ninety-one days, in his cologne that remained on your sheets until you were forced to wash them, and in his blatant apology.

I am so sorry, I beg for your forgiveness.

It was worse than breaking up through a letter.

4. Forget-me-not: This connection can’t be broken or shaken by anything

It's the last day of spring once again and you are closing the coffee shop late into the evening. The shifts are getting busier as the days get longer and warmer. But it's good since you get a little more income and finally get to enjoy the summer breeze and the scent of wet soil, since it must be raining somewhere near your little old city.

You quickly get ready before the rain comes so you can be safe at home, but as you messily get on your bike you feel something fall off your bag, realizing you've left it open and your old sketchbook is now in the street, some of its pages scattered all over the place.

You don't know why you have kept it with you for so long since you never drew on it anymore and Yuta doesn’t seem to be ever coming back either. But still you decide to pick it up from the ground the moment you feel the smallest drop of rain touch your skin, fearing that it might damage it further and ruin some of your most precious memories of him you can still have with you.

One last page remains on the ground, the wettest from the raindrops, and you rush to pick it up when you notice that it's one you have never seen before. By looking at it closely, you confirm that it is not a drawing that you made, but that Yuta did. Delicate flowers that you remember he planted a long time ago in your garden, appearing in frothy blue clouds that resemble the sight of the sky. You ask yourself why you never took note of this flower, let alone why you never did with Yuta the very moment he planted it there.

But it seems like he did without you knowing. Tears of frustration roll down your cheeks and water the page in your hands. You haven’t thought of him all day until this moment. And you believed you were finally getting over it.

Forget-me-nots symbolize true love and respect. When you give someone these tiny blooms, it represents a promise that you will always remember them and will keep them in your thoughts.

His letter reads at the bottom of the page:

Promise me you will never forget me.

So this is a story that only lasts one spring, and you miss him every other season, especially the ones when the Cherry Blossom outside the window of your cold room won't bloom. He made sure to leave his memory printed in every corner of your life and many promises in the air. And you still wait for him every other spring, for the slightest manifestation that he can be back with you one day.

[ksocialaus]

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Hello! I’ll be opening my requests again 🥰 here are some important info about it before you guys can ask for anything 💖

Groups/Soloist I’ll write about:

Ateez

BTS

Stray Kids

Red Velvet

Black Pink

Seventeen

Monsta X

Wonho

Maddox

Penomeco

Dean

Bobby

Mino

NCT 127

Twice

Zico

Woodz

pH-1

Haon

**Bonus you may ask for some others khh artists and I’ll let you know if I know them enough to write about them 🥰

What I won’t write about

Anything non consensual (except if it’s yendere stuff)

Relationship between family members

Wolf au (I just don’t understand how it works sorry haha :c)

About minors

Miscarriage/Aborts

I think that’s about it, but if I do miss anything I’ll add it or if I don’t feel okay writing about some topics I won’t do it either.

You may request fake texts, most likely to least, ships, any gender of imagines, reactions, A to Z…, smut, or any other type of content 🥰

Please be as specific as you can in your request, the more details the better!🥰❤️

[fate-bot]

CW: Death Mention // Swearing

Old Friends Reunited

Hui was sitting alone outside the cabin, the three other boys inside doing their own things. Hui had been thinking lately. About his death. About how Hyunjin had brought him back. And about how almost no one he used to know, knew he was back.

He didn’t care that most of them didn’t know. Actually, if he was being honest he was glad they were out of his life, except for one. Out of his entire friend group, there was only one person he considered a real friend.

Hui stands and walks back into the cabin, seeing Hongjoong on the couch before speaking, “Hey, I’m gonna go out for a bit, okay?” Hongjoong nods in reply, “Alright, if you need anything just call.” “Will do,” Hui says before leaving.

Hui’s back in his old neighborhood, the one he lived in before his death. It doesn’t take him long to find the house he’s looking for. He parks his car and walks up to the door, knocking on it before waiting patiently, it was around noon and he honestly wasn’t expecting an answer.

The door opens, the man inside letting out a groggy, “Hello?” But once he sees Hui all signs of tiredness is gone in an instant, “Holy fuck… Hui?” Hui smiles softly and nods, “In the flesh. Hey Zico.”

“I know you aren’t a hugger but I don’t fucking care,” Zico says as he grabs Hui and pulls him into a hug, “Where the fuck were you?” Hui hugs him back and chuckles, “I already know you’re not going to believe me,” he takes a deep breath, “but I died.”

Zico pulls away from the hug and gives Hui a confused look, “You what?” His confusion changes to unamusement, “You’re lying.” Hui shakes his head, “No, I’m serious, I actually died. A demon brought me back, the prince of Hell actually.” Zico laughs, “Shut the fuck up. What’d you do? Got locked up and don’t wanna admit it?” Hui shakes his head again with a laugh, “I guess you’re just gonna have to meet him.”

Hui grabs his phone out of his pocket and calls Hyunjin, putting him on speaker, “Hey, are you busy right now?” “No, why?” Hui looks over at his friend before speaking again, “Could you teleport to me real quick?” “Uhh, sure..?” Hyunjin says, clearly confused before hanging up the phone. Hyunjin appears a few seconds later, walking up next to Hui. Zico looks at the demon in disbelief before back at Hui, “No fucking way…”

[Zico has been added as a new member of this bot.]

[blackswan18]

Too Good To Be True - Ch. 17 | kth (m)

Summary: Kim Taehyung is a world famous idol in the hit K-pop group, BTS, and you are his personal stylist. Per your contract with Big Hit, he is absolutely, 100% off-limits, and yet, you are completely and hopelessly in love with him. You’ve spent years trying to shove your feelings down, but it’s getting harder and harder to ignore and hide them, especially considering the way Tae always treats you. He’s affectionate and protective and sometimes outright flirtatious, but that’s how he is with everyone, right? Confused, frustrated, and lovesick, you find yourself wondering if it might finally be worth risking your career and your heart to find out.

pairing: Taehyung x reader

genre: Idol! au, fluff, angst, eventual smut, friends to lovers, slow burn

rating: 18+

word count: 2.2k

warnings: cursing

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Chapter 17: Your Special Day

The following Wednesday it was your birthday. Your 26th birthday, to be exact. Apart from making you closer to 30 than you were to 20, 26 wasn’t a terribly monumental birthday, but it was your special day nonetheless. Your dad had called that morning. Your sisters had both called, and would be coming to visit to celebrate this upcoming weekend. Your friends from back home and from college had texted. The other stylists had sung to you when you first got to the studio and pitched in to get you a small gift. Even Mrs. Choi. had wished you a happy birthday.

Everyone who mattered to you had reached out and made at least a small effort to make you feel special on your special day. 

Everyone except Tae.

You had spent all morning with him and he hadn’t said anything, hadn’t made any indication that he knew what today was. It might not have bothered you so much had he not made such a big deal of your previous two birthdays that you celebrated while working at Big Hit. On both occasions he’d started a countdown a week out and had been almost as excited as he was on his own birthday when the day finally arrived. 

The first year you were there he got you a three month’s supply of your favorite delicious, but ridiculously overpriced dark chocolate truffles. He didn’t give them to you all at once, though, because he was afraid you would eat them all in one sitting which was a valid concern. Instead, he gave you one every day for the next three months. If he knew he wasn’t going to see you over the weekend for a shoot or show, he would give you three on Friday, two of them with Post-it notes saying things like ‘Eat me on Saturday’ or ‘Poisonous until Sunday’. With a level of restraint that surprised even yourself, you always waited to eat them on the appropriate day. Even after those three months were over you would sometimes get to the studio and find one on the counter in front of his chair or get home in the evening and find one had been slipped into your bag.

For your second birthday while at Big Hit, he got you three tickets to see Zico in concert so you and your two sisters could go together. He knew how much you all loved the rapper and also knew that your sisters had been trying to get you to go to a concert with them for over a year. Somehow, he had secretly reached out to your older sister to find a date that worked for the three of you. He had held the tickets up to you, but before he let you have them he made you promise that, if you went, you wouldn't come back saying Zico was your new favorite idol. You scoffed at that and then assured him that Jimin would absolutely still be your favorite idol once you got back. He laughed at that and gave you the tickets, knowing full well that he was your favorite and nothing was ever going to change that. 

This year, though, there had been no countdown. No excitement. No presents. No remembrance. The worst past was, after everything that had happened over the last month, you weren’t even surprised. You were just disappointed and heartbroken.

Later that afternoon, you were in the studio staring intently at the PowerPoint on your laptop in front of you. Mrs Choi had asked all the stylists to put together concept proposals for the upcoming single’s music video and you were determined to come up with something great. She had never picked any of your ideas before, so there wasn’t much reason to think she would this time, but you wanted to wow her nonetheless. 

Pouring yourself into this proposal over the last couple weeks had also been the perfect distraction from your ever deteriorating relationship with Tae. There wasn’t much that made you happy anymore these days, but getting lost in a swirl of colors and patterns in your imagination did provide you some solace.

You were flipping back and forth between color palettes trying to decide which one screamed ‘Dynamite’ when the door to the studio opened. In walked Tae, looking so incredibly excited, and for a moment your heart leapt with joy. 

He remembered.

Surely, he’s come to wish you a happy birthday and apologize profusely for not remembering sooner.

But, a second later Jisoo followed him through the door and your heart plummeted back down, nearly fracturing upon impact. After how long it had been since he’d last visited you, it hurt that he brought her the first time he came back. The fact that he brought her here today, on your special day of all days, made the pain twice as bad.

“Hi, Noona!” he said brightly as he walked over to where you were sitting. 

“Hi, Tae,” you said flatly before mumbling with even less enthusiasm, “Hi, Jisoo.”

“Hi, Y/N,” Jisoo said in a sickly sweet voice. “It’s so good to see you.”

The way she said that made the hairs on the back of your neck stand up; she knew how much you hated seeing her with Tae. Given your chilling conversation with her in the elevator last week, a part of you was now terrified that she knew exactly why it bothered you so much. 

“What are you working on?” Tae asked excitedly, peeking his head over your shoulder to see your laptop screen.

“Oh, it’s nothing,” you said quietly as you minimized PowerPoint. You used to love sharing your concept ideas with him, loved getting his input and then brainstorming together, but you didn’t want to share this with him. This stupid proposal was the only thing that was giving you any purpose right now. It felt like he had taken everything else from you and you didn’t want him to have this too.

He had the audacity to look slightly hurt that you’d shut him out of whatever you were working on, as if he hadn’t spent the last few weeks shutting you out of his life entirely, but he quickly shook it off. Sensing from your expectant look that you were wondering why they were here, he preemptively answered your next question.

“There’s a leak in the ceiling of Jisoo’s recording lab and we can’t go back in until it’s fixed,” he said with a pout. “So I thought we’d come here instead.”

And just like that, the hurt multiplied exponentially. He wasn’t here to wish you a happy birthday. He wasn’t here to see you. He hadn’t even wanted to come here in the first place. He was here only because he had no choice.  

And, he had brought Jisoo.

“Do you mind if we work here?” he then asked, though, as he did so they were already walking towards the couch, indicating to you that he didn’t actually care about your response.

“No,” you said quietly, eyes cast back down at your laptop. “It’s fine.”

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An hour later you were trying and failing to block out their conversation. Jisoo’s voice was already like nails on a chalkboard, but it became even more whiny and annoying whenever she talked to Tae. Every word out of her mouth pierced into your subconscious, making it impossible to truly focus on what you were doing, but it was her utterance of one particular word that had you looking up in curiosity. 

“Hey, for the title” she started. “Are we still thinking it should have the word ships in it?”

“About that,” Tae replied, suddenly sounding very excited. “I actually thought of a completely different title last Friday night.”

“Oh?” Jisoo asked suggestively. “Did something at dinner inspire you?”

“Yes,” he said shyly. “As a matter-of-fact, something did.”

“But, I’d like to keep it a secret for now,” he then added a moment later. “I want to give it a little more thought.”

“OK, TaeTae,” she cooed. “I can’t wait to hear it.”

The room grew quiet again as they both returned their attention to their laptops. You looked back at your own, but your mind was currently miles away.

Ships

That sounded so familiar, but your brain was in such a fog that you couldn’t figure out why. You were still thinking about it a few minutes later when suddenly the silence was broken by the sound of Jisoo humming. As you sat there listening to her, staring blankly at the screen in front of you, a memory washed over you.

Some sad, sweet lullaby about ships 

Though you had worked hard to block out nearly every other recollection from that night, you found yourself coming back to this one over and over again. Unlike the rest of the night, and the following day, which had been full of anxiety, confusion, and sadness, those few minutes you spent laying on the couch, drifting in and out of sleep while you listened to Tae sing, had felt decidedly peaceful. He sounded so relaxed and content. Just listening to him had comforted you and made you forget about all the stress and drama of the evening.

You couldn’t help but wonder if he had still been singing this song when he found you sleeping on the couch, if he had continued singing it while he picked you up and tucked you into bed. Part of you hoped he had. It was clearly a love song and, even if it wasn’t meant for you, the idea of him singing it while holding you made your heart flutter nonetheless.

To this day, you still were not sure if he knew you had heard him. It wasn’t unusual for him to spontaneously and subconsciously burst out into song so it’s possible he didn’t even realize he was singing that song in the first place. 

You realized in the days afterwards that it must have been a song he was personally working on, one that would likely end up on his mixtape whenever it was released. Even if he had only inadvertently sung it in front of you, it still felt special that you got to hear it before anyone else.

Although you didn’t really remember many of the lyrics, you were half asleep when you heard him singing, you distinctly remember that the song was about ships. And, you definitely remember the melody. It was wistful and a bit sad, but also sweet and soothing. Above all else, it just sounded so Tae.

But, it also sounded exactly like the song Jisoo was humming right now.

Upon realizing that this was the song they were recording together, that he had essentially given it to her and even wanted to rename it to commemorate their date, something broke inside you. 

Every single sad, lonely, heartbroken feeling you’d ever experienced because of him suddenly welled up inside you all at once and it was beyond overwhelming. You couldn’t move. You couldn’t breathe. You couldn’t think. All you could do was feel.

And it fucking hurt.

“TaeTae, I’m hungry. Let’s order some food and have a couch picnic,” your brain somehow registered Jisoo was saying.

You were staring at the screen in front of you, but you honestly could not see a thing. Everything was foggy and blurry as your eyes began to fill with tears.

‘Ok, we can do that,” Tae replied.

“Y/N, do you want anything?” he then asked you.

“No, I’m not hungry,” you said quietly, your voice on the verge of breaking. 

“I actually don’t feel that well,” you continued a moment later. “I’m going to head home.”

You closed your laptop and started packing up your things as quickly as possible as wave after wave of nausea washed over you. At any moment you thought you might retch out the contents of your stomach along with your heart and soul. While you were stuffing things haphazardly into your bag and willing yourself to keep it together for just five more minutes, Tae had gotten up from the couch and walked over to you.

“Are you OK?” he asked worriedly. 

“I’m fine,” you said as you pulled on your coat.

“You don’t look fine,” he replied back, his face now full of concern. “Do you want me to walk you to your car? Or drive you home?”

“No,” you said hastily. “I’m fine, really, and you’re busy right now anyway.”

“Y/N, wait-,” he started.

“I’ll see you later,” you cut him off. 

Before he could say anything else you turned and quickly walked out of the room. You kept your head down, eyes trained on the floor, the entire walk to your car. The moment you got inside and closed the door you let out a heart wrenching sob. You sat there crying in the car for an hour, your head slumped against the steering wheel, wondering how it could possibly hurt so much to lose something that was never even yours to begin with.

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lol i searched on twitter and the original question zico asked was are there people who don't like doing things to their nails? and then hobi answered. but the subtitles are up to the reader's interpretation pretty much if you don't know korean and armys will give them their own meaning (lol), you know when someone does something bad you might say "this guy is incredible" and to someone who isn't fluent in english might think the incredible is praise but it was in a disbelief way. same thing with "amazing" (놀랍다 & 대단하다 <- the words hobi used to recall yoongi and jin's reactions and he quotes them so verbatim kinda) except i would have used "surprised/shocked" instead for the subtitles. besides that zico and hobi point out they kept being "amazed" (more like shocked) that he kept doing it, that should tell you their feelings about nail art.

yoongi and jin kept being shocked that he kept painting his nails..... hmm ok