#exo soulmate series

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FANFIC RECS

Note- so im only going to have x reader fics here please make sure to read all triggers each author puts before the fic cause some may have triggering topics i will also mark each fic by what is included and yes my guilty pleasure is poly and hybrid fics dont @ me also if your looking for certain genre of fics don’t be afraid to send me an ask for them and ill respond with a few

Smut=🔥

Fluff=🌸

Hybrid au=🦊

Angst=❤️‍🩹

BTS

Ot7

Abundance (series)🦊❤️‍🩹🌸🔥

Trouville(series )🦊🔥🌸

You will fully bloom 🔥

Loving you isnt hard to learn 🌸

American mate🦊🌸🔥

Jin

yoongi

hobi

namjoon-to be loved 🦊❤️‍🩹🌸(short series)

Jimin-the pitfalls of silk🔥🌸🌸

Tae

Jungkook-Will it fit?🔥

The boyz

Ot11 - the boyz are human

Sweet(vampire yandere au)

Symphony of souls

Sangyeon-eyes on me

Redemption of love (ft new ) [phantom of the opera au]

New- redemption of love (ft sangyeon)[phantom of the opera au ]

Changmin - asylum patient changmin

Stray kids

Ot8 - your my favorite pill

Secret secret

Free use jail cell 🔥🔥🔥(one of the hottest things i read)

Greenrige skz abo au

Soulmate garden

bangchan- Mr.firefighter 🌸

Little red

NCT

(I will not be including jaeil fics and for any poly pics with him I'll put a warning )

Seventeen

Scoups: dark protecter 🔥🔥❤️‍🩹

Golden child

Jangjun-bittersweet🌸

Sf9

Monsta x

Joohoney-all of me 🔥🔥🔥🔥

ENHYPEN

Txt

Hueningkai-

Hueningkai as your boyfriend

Exo

Ot9-A manor of shadow and blood

Suho- our love is a tempest

Shinee

Ateez

ot8/poly

When eight becomes nine🌸

Incomplete soul mate au

Matz

Opposites attract (Addams family Au ) 🔥

Btob

Ot7

yandere!btob: finding you months later after you escaped

Peniel

Get real(jealous)

P1harmony

Texts with bf p1h

[marvelous-llama]

EXO recs

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most of the mentioned works is 18+ NSFW, MINORS DNI

pls don´t hesitate to hmu, if any of mentioned links doesn´t work or you have suggestions for more fics... thank you so much for all the love and comments

one shots

Happy New Year by @cxsmicmyeon

Sehun x fem!reader (wc - 5k) strangers to lovers, college AU - fluff, smut You're forced to go to your best friend's giant new year's eve party, only to hit it off with someone who equally doesn't want to be there.

Unrequired by @mybiasisexo

Sehun x fem!reader (wc - 9.7k) best friends to lovers, college AU - angst, fluff Being in love with your best friend is never easy, especially when you’re positive he doesn’t feel the same

Give Him a Show by @breakyeol

Sehun x fem!reader (wc - 4k) friends to lovers, college AU - angst, suggestive

chasing stars by @kyungseokie

Sehun x fem!reader [ft. Kim Jongin] (wc - 17k) soulmate AU - angst, fluff, romance, implied smut in a world of soulmates, everyone has different tokens for how they meet their person. you declare yourself an anomaly once you turn twenty-eight—with no odd hyperfixations, no unsolicited exclamations inked on your skin, and no changes in the palette of the world you see with your eyes; your best friend, Jongin, eventually steps into the same boat as you with regards to his lack of a known soulmate, so the two of you decide upon making good on your marriage-after-thirty pact—because loneliness is a bitch, because everyone else you know (who is easy on the eyes and on the heart) is already off the market, because what if you two not having a soulmate is it, you know?—and while the feeling of being the odd one out deserves all the expletives, maybe your destiny is meant to be called something even worse because the last thing you’re expecting is to meet your other half on your bachelorette trip to France.

And... Cut! by @itstheoneshot

Sehun x fem!reader (wc - 2.4k) actor AU - smut Being an actress has its perks, especially when you are cast as a lead role in a drama with an insanely hot co-star.

People You May Know by @j-pping

Sehun x fem!reader (wc - 8k) lovers to strangers, idol AU - angst, hurt/comfort, fluff You disappeared three years ago without telling a soul -- leaving Sehun alone and devastated in the wake of your decisions. For three years you keep your secrets: that an eagerly anticipated future came far too early and forced you to rearrange your life. But when you finally rebuild the shards your shattered soul and try to step back into a semblance of who you once were, your paths cross once again. And Sehun demands the truth. 

Forbidden by @itstheoneshot

Sehun x fem!reader (wc - 2.6k) friends to lovers, taboo relationship - angst(ish), fluff, smut, crack It’s the night of your mother’s wedding, you’re overwhelmed and anxious because you haven’t seen her in at least a year. You’re relieved though, on arrival as you see someone you know, but that relief doesn’t last for long.

Love Shot by @gamerwoo

Sehun x fem!reader (wc - 10.1k) soulmate AU, enemies to lovers, mafia/cop AU - angst, fluff(ish) The idea of soulmates was never something you worried about because you had bigger problems to concern yourself with. But when you find yourself in a life or death situation, forcing yourself to bond with the nearest person is the only way you can truly save yourself. Now, the idea of soulmates has become your biggest problem because you don’t know if you can unbond from the sarcastic, snarky man who’s just as secretive as your past that you want nothing to do with.

don´t delete the kisses by @kyungseokie

Sehun x fem!reader (wc - 5.6) best friends to lovers, fwb to lovers - angst, fluff, smut, romance what starts as a wayward attempt at getting petty revenge on your exes becomes something much more complicated between you and your best friend, and as it turns out, it has been happening for a while.

series

Gucci Lane by @bvidzsoo

Sehun x f.reader high school!AU - angst, fluff, suggestive High school is supposed to be easy, right? Not when you are classmates with EXO. They are the typical bad boys, whipping girls off their feet with their looks. You hate bad boys ever since your step brother tricked you, you hate them with all your heart. One day Oh Sehun suddenly enters your life. You must babysit his younger sister, because he is an irresponsible bad boy. I guess there’s a thin line between love and hate...

My housemate's man by @shaalk

Sehun x fem!reader, Jongin x fem!reader cheating - angst, smut, fluff Sehun is cheating on his girlfriend with me, her housemate. He thinks we're just using each other's bodies, and so do I at first. But then my heart suddenly comes into play.

Ride or Die by @mint-yooxgi

Sehun x fem!reader friends to lovers - action, angst, fluff, mature

defying contract by @myeoning-call

Sehun x fem!reader contract marriage, chaebol!Sehun - angst, smut The very hard life of a chaebol in Korea. Oh Sehun hated the control his family had over him and how he had to have a certain profile for the public eye. The slightest mistake could mean stock crashing for his family business. He had to be a good boy. But what happens when he falls in love with someone he’s not supposed to? Was it an older married woman? A man? No one knew, but he sure was going to use your presence to his favour to create the perfect aura his family was seeking.

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my main groups: sf9, stray kids soloists: taeyong (nct), woodz, youngjae (b.a.p), baekhyun (exo) more groups i follow! : xdinary heroes, ateez, tomorrow x together, the boyz, &team (jpop), onlyoneof, pentagon, p1harmony, enhypen, cravity, omega x, zerobaseone

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non kpop music • switch/computer/mobile games (ACNH, TS4, LIS series, etc) • nature • traveling • poetry + web weaving (bonus for themes of love, devotion, soulmates) • objectively bad tv shows • anime • manga (though not as much rn) • manhwas • yapping about said interests

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Still Here/ 14

Pairing- Hongjoong x Named Reader

Word count- 3.5k

Includes- so much fluff, oral, pussy eating, cum eating, missionary, against headboard sex?, multiple orgasms, biting, blood drinking

Tag List- @mingtina @jaxxmine @yeosayang @delightfulmoonbanana @tannie13 @y00nzin0 @marsstarxhwa

@yeosxxx @seokwoosmole @jjongsbebe @wisejudgedragonhairdo @meowmeowminnie @woo-stars @borntowalkaway @usagionthered @san-realblkwife @seonghwasstar @jejeyeppeo @soulseobi05 @kpop-bambi @a-teez-4-exo @umbralhelwolf @fairygirl18 @jo-hwaberry @jejeyeppeo @soibean1922

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One months later

Hongjoong POV

"Jagi?", I call, coming in the front door, "I'm home"

"In your studio!", she calls, "I'm cleaning!"

I smile, heading to the studio

She's so helpful

Since she moved in, she takes up keeping the house seriously

I told her she didn't have to do it because with my speed I can do it in minutes but she insistes on sharing the household chores

"Jesus Joongie, do you think you have enough head-", she says, her voice cutting off as soon as I walk into the room

She's standing by my headphones drawer, looking down into it

"Jagi?", I question

She turns around, her eyes wide

I don't know what's wrong until I look in her hands

"Joongie?"

She found the ring

I thought I hid it well but I guess not

I'm not mad, I know she didn't go into my drawers to snoop

She was cleaning and by the row of headphones wrapped nicely on top of the shelf, I know she was putting them away for me

"Yeah jagi?", I smile, walking towards her

"Uh...what...uh", she stutters

Getting to her, I take the ring from her, "What's this?"

She nods

Still smiling, I go down on one knee, looking up at her

"What is happening?", she whispers

"I'm asking you to marry me"

"Uh..."

"Look jagi, I was waiting for the right time to ask you. I was thinking of a way to ask you, thinking of how to make it a big deal", I explain, "But you found the ring and I just realized that asking you doesn't have to be a huge to do. And that you don't really like things being a big deal anyway"

She nods, her eyes wide

"Jo, I knew you were my one from the first kiss. I've been around a stupidly long time and I've never before felt the things I've felt when I kissed you. The love I feel for you, the intensity...I've never felt before. Not for anyone. Only you"

A cute pink blush forms on her cheeks and she's so fucking beautiful

"I never thought I would be in love again. I never thought I had the capacity to feel the way I do about you. I never thought I'd find my soulmate"

She sucks in a breath, surprise in her eyes but I just nod

She is my soulmate

She's my better half, my everything, my world

"You're my soulmate Joanne. I was born two thousand years ago and some how time didn't stop us from meeting. Some how my circumstances, what I am wasn't an issue for you. Some how, even after a crazy ghost ex trying to kill you, you're still here, you still want me, you still love me"

She smiles softly, reaching out and moving some hair from my face

"Instead of running away, you wanted to fight for me, for us and you put yourself in danger, went against a murderous ghost for me. And after we banished her, you just kissed me and started cleaning up the mess she made like it was nothing. You made me blood to drink after we cleaned up, you made love to me and you cuddled me all night. You never blamed me for Kye-geum coming back, you never blamed me for the injuries she inflicted on you. You didn't blame me for anything. You just love me"

She nods, "I'll always love you Joongie. Always"

I have to blink back tears at how amazing she is

"You're extraordinary Joanne and I would be honored if you would be my wife", I tell her, "Will you marry jagi?"

She kneels down in front of me, her arms moving around my neck

"Of course Joongie. I love you"

Her lips meet mine in a kiss that sends stars in my vision

I kiss her pretty lips, wrapping my arms around her, in complete awe of her love that I feel wrap around me

It's like it's tangible

When the kiss ends, she looks in my eyes, smiling widely

"I love you so much baby. You're my soulmate too Joongie. I never thought I could feel this way for anyone either. I thought I would be scared to love someone this much", she says, softly touching my face, "But I'm not because it's you. You're my perfect everything baby. And you're insane if you think that something like vampirism is going to keep me away from you"

I smile, remembering when she told me that being a vampire is not a good reason for us to be apart

"I love you Jo. So much"

"I love you Joongie", she smiles, "Now can I have my ring?"

I laugh, taking her hand and sliding the ring on her finger

She holds her hand out and I have to admit, it looks really good on her

"It's beautiful Joongie", she breathes, her eyes on the ring, "It's perfect"

"Is it baby? If you don't like it, tell me and we'll get another-"

"Shush your mouth right now Kim, Hongjoong!", she scolds, "It's exactly what I want and you will do not such thing as returning my ring"

Chuckling, I say, "Ok, ok jagi. I was just checking"

"Alright. As long as you know, this is the ring I want"

I nod, "Ok baby"

"Good. Now c'mon", she says, getting up and holding her hand out to me, "I have to finish cleaning and then we can go cuddle"

I grin widely, "Sounds like an amazing plan baby. I'll help you so we can cuddle faster"

"I'll take it", she giggles, turning back to the drawer, putting my headphones in it

I turn to the rest of the room, ready to use my speed so I can get my jagi in bed and snuggling with me faster

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Three months later

I stand at the front of the aisle waiting for my baby to come out

Finally it's my turn to be married

I watched all the guys do this, wait for their brides and I never thought I'd be here again

I never thought I'd love someone so much to get married again

I thought I'd be alone forever

So I know all our pictures will have me smiling like a big idiot in them

We decided on a small wedding

Just the guys and their wives

All of us have had small weddings, just us, the wives and the girl's family

Joanne's parents don't live here and couldn't make it so they're on zoom on her computer that's set up a few feet away

Her 7 year old little sister is on there too, watching and dressed in a cute flower girl dress

She's throwing flowers around her parents house right now

Her parents were surprised how fast things went with us but they like me well enough from the videos calls I've been on with Joanne

I know everything did move fast but we didn't want to wait for anything

The only reason we waited three months was because of her dress

She wanted to get married a week after I proposed to her but I convinced her to at least have a small ceremony and get a dress that she loves

She agreed and here we are

Seonghwa is going to marry us, so he's standing up here with me

"Nervous?", he asks

"No way", I answer

He laughs, "So who was right about everything?"

I glare at him, remembering how he pushed me to talk to her, to go after her and the fight I put up, "Fine, you were"

He beams, "Yeah I was"

"Alright. Gloating isn't a good look for you", I huff

He rolls his eyes, "Shut up and watch your bride walk to you idiot"

My eyes snap to the end of the aisle

As soon as I see her, my eyes fill with tears

She's so fucking beautiful it's insane

The dress is gorgeous, fitting her body just right, her make up if perfect and her hair is so pretty

I'm so fucking lucky

She smiles as she walks to me while I'm just beaming

I wasn't this happy at my first or second wedding

I was scared during my first because I didn't choose the girl, my parents did; the second I was happy but this wedding....I'm overjoyed

And I know, this one is forever

She wants me forever

As soon as she gets to me, she takes my hand, holding on tightly

"Hi", she smiles

"Hi jagi", I breathe

Seonghwa starts the ceremony and while I know he's talking, all I can do is pay attention to her

Her eyes are on mine too, smiling softly at me

Seonghwa had to call my name three times to get me to say the vows, then another two to put the ring in her finger as I'm just captivated by her

"I now pronounce you husband and wife. You can kiss your bride"

I immediately move closer, my lips on hers, our arms around each other's

I remember to keep it pg since her sister and parents are watching

Reluctantly pulling away, I smile at her

"My hubby", she giggles

"My wife", I laugh

"Mr and Mrs. Kim", she continues

"Wait really?"

We didn't talk about her last name changing

It didn't bother me if she wanted to keep her last name but I'm not gonna lie and say I'm not happy she's changing it

I am

"Of course Joongie. We're married. I'm a Kim now", she says, "If that's ok with you"

"Of course baby", I assure her

"Good", she smiles, then kisses my cheek, "Now let's go cuz I'm hungry"

Laughing, I nod, take her hand and we walk down the aisle, heading to the small room we rented for our reception

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Kissing her desperately, my hands are carefully unzipping her dress

I want to rip it off her, I want her right now but I don't want to ruin her dress

Her hands frantically unbutton my shirt, the jacket to my suit already abandoned on the floor

Our reception was perfect- good food for her, W/w/n and Ys/w/n, some dancing, lots of talking and joking around and then we all went our separate ways

We decided to come back home and not rent a hotel

We can't go on a honeymoon yet because of ATEEZ'S commitments so we're going next year

But right now all I want is her naked

She shoves my shirt off as her dress drops to the floor, her hands undoing my belt

In seconds I'm out of my clothes, throwing her on the bed

Climbing on top of her, I lock my lips on hers, tearing her panties off, then groping her boobs

She moans in my mouth as I pinch her nipples, feeling them get hard under my fingertips

Her hips move against mine, her soaked pussy rubbing against my cock, drenching me in her juice

"Not yet baby", I murmur, dragging kisses down to her neck

"Joongie!", she whines

"No jagi. I'm hungry. I didn't eat the the reception remember?"

"Uh huh", she moans, her eyes fluttering closed

"I need to eat your pussy baby"

"Fff...fuck"

"Tastes so fucking good. Let me have your cunt baby"

"Yes Joongie", she breathes and in seconds, her legs are spread, my tongue all over her, reveling in the taste of her cunt

"Oh my god", she cries, her body arching, her hands immediately in my hair, "Yes Joongie, fuck yes"

Swirling my tongue between her slit, I switch between that and poking my tongue in her hole

Her cream is all over my face and I just bury deeper into her

I swear I never loved eating pussy as much as I love eating hers

It's just everything, how she feels, how she smells, how she tastes, the sounds she makes

I love it

Plunging my tongue inside her, I wiggle it around before pulling out, her moans changing to screams

"Again! Joongie again!"

I oblige, fucking my tongue into her, feeling her clench hard around it

"Please baby", I ask, "Gimmie your cum"

Just as I'm wiggling my tongue in again, she explodes, screaming my name

I eagerly swallow everything, savoring her taste and wanting more

"Mmm jagi", I whisper, sliding my tongue back in and letting her pulse around it

Sliding out, I lap at her clit, her hips snapping up into my face

"Good girl. Fuck my face more baby", I urge her, lavishing her clit with licks, the pulsing against my tongue sending pleasure straight to my painfully hard cock

I can't wait to be inside her

We have sex all the time but it's still like the first time every time

I'm still excited to get inside her, I'm still excited to feel her around me, to make her feel good

And I honestly hope that never changes

Moving my mouth around her clit, I suck softly, increasing the speed and force with each suck

"Joongie", she moans

"Mm jagi", I say between sucks, "Like when I suck on your pretty clit?"

"Yes, Joongie", she shouts, "Faster"

Lifting my eyes, I find her watching me and I hold her gaze, moving my mouth faster until I'm slurping all on her clit

Her legs shake around my head as I pleasure her, her hand in my hair tightening

"Cream my face baby", I tell her, latching back on and sucking desperately

"Hongjoong! Fuck!", she cries, coming hard

I suck her through it and when she's done, I go hard licking up her delicious cream

Fucking tastes better than blood

Only when I'm sure I got every last drop, I move back the on top of her

She kisses me hard, her tongue in my mouth while her legs wrap around me

I'm so hard, I don't need any guiding into her, I just plunge inside, bottoming out in one stroke, the slap of my hips against hers so loud in the room

"Yes Joongie!", She cries, "Fuck me baby!"

"I will jagi", I promise, pulling almost all the way back out then hurtling back inside

She takes me so easily, my head smashing her spot, her screams so fucking beautiful

She clings onto me as I fuck her into our mattress, her fingers digging into my back

Reaching down, I move her legs over my shoulders, keeping my hands by her head so I don't fall on her

She pulls me against her, her lips against mine as her cunt splits open for my cock over and over, the pleasure mind blowing

She's so fucking wet, my entire pelvis is soaked

"Baby's gushing like a waterfall", I murmur against her pretty lips

"Ooo..only for you", she gets out

I lean down more, her legs pushed to her chest and the angle has me cock going deeper, my pelvis rubbing against her throbbing clit

Her hole chokes my cock the closer she gets and I can't wait to feel her orgasm

"Cream my cock baby", I murmur, fucking her harder, "Please, need to feel you cum around me"

I move faster, making sure I'm destroying her spot, her pretty eyes so fucked out already

"Fall apart for me. C'mon jagi"

Plunging in again, she cries my name, her body shaking and arching into mine as she climaxes

The fucking throbbing of her cunt is so fucking intense and feels so blissful that I have to hold back from coming

"Good girl", I tell her, "So fucking beautiful, coming for me. My good girl"

When she finishes, I pull out, lifting her up and holding her against the headboard of the bed

I stay on my knees, her legs wrapped around me as I slip her back on my cock, her warm cunt already locking onto my length

"Fuck jagi, you feel so fucking good"

"Mmmm", she mutters

"Aww jagi, did I fuck you dumb already?"

She nods, clinging onto me, her sweaty body right against mine

I move some of her sweaty hair out of her face, then press my lips against hers as I start moving

"Jjj...Joongie"

"Mm jagi. I'm here baby. Feels good?", I ask, plunging into her waiting cunt over and over

"Yes", she whimpers

"Good baby. You feel so fucking good. So tight and wet. Spasming so hard jagi"

"Mmm"

Thrusting up, I impale her on my cock over and over, getting lost in the pleasurable feeling of her pulsing pussy

"So close baby", I urge, pressing kiss after kiss to her shoulder, "Give me another one"

Pounding in a few more times, she whimpers my name, exploding on me

I close my eyes as ecstacy hits me and I cum into her orgasming pussy, feeling her milk all my cum

"So good baby", I choke out, pumping everything I have into her

I move her head to the side, leaning down to the crook of her neck

"Yes baby", she moans and I lengthen my fangs, biting into her skin

Her blood flows into my mouth and it's the sweetest blood I've ever tasted

We agreed that I'd change her on our wedding night

She wanted to be with me one last time as a human before she changed

I told her she didn't have to change so quickly but she wasn't having it

She said she wanted to start our forever as soon as we could and I agreed

I swallow mouthful after mouthful, not being able to get enough

I hear her heartbeat slowing but I continue to drink until I'm sure I left just enough to change her

Pulling off her neck, I bite my wrist and hold it to her mouth

She sucks on my skin, her hand holding my arm to her mouth as she drinks my blood

And fuck it feels good

I let her drink a good amount to be sure she changes before I pull my arm away

"Joongie!", she cries, her body becoming rigid in my arms

I know what she's feeling and I hate that she has to feel it to change

Hate that there's nothing I can do to make it better

"I have you baby", I tell her, laying us down and holding her in my arms as she writhes around, "It'll be over soon jagi and you can sleep"

The pain on her face is killing me, tears leaking from her closed eyes

I wipe them away, hugging her close to me, whispering that she'll be ok

After awhile her body relaxes and she's asleep

It'll take up to a few days before she wakes up and I'm not leaving her side

Holding her tightly, I close my eyes, hoping I can sleep for a few hours before the waiting game begins

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Five days later

I'm a little panicked

She hasn't woken up yet

It hasn't taken this long before

Three days at the max

I'm worried something is wrong

Maybe I fucked up

Maybe I killed her

She's not breathing, she doesn't have a heartbeat or pulse

All signs of vampirism

Or death

And I don't know which it is

I've change people before, I know how to do it

I couldn't have done it wrong

Right?

After our wedding night, I woke up and dressed her, then got dressed myself

I honestly don't know what to do with myself

I'm either sitting next to her or pacing around the room

I tried to work but I couldn't

I was remaining calm until the third day passed

Now I'm freaking out, begging her to wake up

The guys don't know what to do or what's wrong

All their girls woke up within the three day norm

They try to give me words of encouragement but I'm so scared

"Jagi, wake up", I beg, holding her hand tightly, "Please baby, I need you"

I neeed something to show me that she's not dead dead

Anything

"Joanne please", I whisper, "I can't live without you. I don't know what's wrong baby. You should of been awake by now. I don't know what to do. Please Jo, wake up"

I look at her face, her eyebrow slightly raising and my heart jumps in my throat

"Jo?", I call

"Mmm Joongie", she whimpers

"Yes jagi", I sign in pure relief

Her hand closes on mine, squeezing hard

"I'm here jagi"

Her eyes slowly open and I gaze into the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen on a vampire

Red shades that go from dark to pink with yellow mixed in

Fucking beautiful

I smile at her, running my fingers in her hair

"Hi", I say

"Hi baby", she says

She smiles at me and I know everything is ok

We still have our forever

She's still here

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“I’ll never forget the gift Captain Lin gave me.”

Ye Mi

27th Birthday portrait

Xiao Zhan

Sunshine Soft-Boy

Anniversary Portrait

Birthday Portrait

The Zhoulders

The Zhoulders 2.0

The Zhoulders 3.0

Horsebit 1953 Gucci

Modern Yiling LaoZu

A King in Bronze (XZ x Boucheron)

Cosmic King

Singapore Shirt Sleeves

Sparkly XZ (Weibo Night)

Milan Xiao Zhan ‘24

Backless Xiao Zhan

SKZ

Han JiSung Portrait

Lee YongBok Portrait

Bang Chan Portrait

Lee Minho Portrait

Yang JeongIn Collage

Hwang HyunJin portrait

OOO

Lee SangHo portrait (Rie)

Jung WookJin portrait (Nine)

WookJin Sketches // 1 // 2 //

Lee YongSoo (Mill)

Kim JunHyung (JunJi)

Shin KyuBin (KB)

Lee TaeYeob (YooJung)

SHINee

Everybody

TaeMin Guilty // Never Gonna Dance Again // Advice // Fuzzy Boy // Keys to My Lock // Best Take My Own Advice // Just Me and You // You Are My Messiah (IDEA) // Poison Apple (Guilty Set 1）

JinKi New Beginning // Bias-Wrecker

JongHyun Navel Gazer // Contemplation // Blush

BTS

Jung HoSeok (j-hope)

Min YoonGi (Suga)

ATEEZ

Park SeongHwa

EXO

Doh KyungSoo

Jackson Wang

Birthday portrait (L’Officiel)

[tinystarstay]

“so, if you are too tired to speak, sit next to me for i, too, am fluent on silence.”

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jay or star! | 20 years old [12//07] | pronouns: she//her [doesn't mind they//them] | unlabled, demisexual [questioning pansexual and demiromantic] | latina [ecuadorian dominican]

˚ · .˚ · .🩵🧸☁️ fun facts:

infj-t | saggitarius [sun], capricorn [moon] and capricorn [rising] | a gryffindor!! hopless romantic hidden under an anti-romantic | night owl vibes!! favorite trope: enemies to lovers is an illustration major with a minor in computer science

˚ · .˚ · . ˚ · . 🩵🧸☁️ likes: collecting things, gothic literature, reading, writing, drawing, ink, pens, notebooks, sketchbooks, kpop, coffee [iced and hot], tea [iced and hot], books, cafes, disney movies, gore, horror [movies, literature, etc.], enemies to loves [my beloved, yes it has to be mentioned twice], dsmp, twitch, vtubers, most music, frogs, bears, raccoons, mice, horses, silver, jewlery, summer, kdramas [trying to get into more], true crime, soulmates, college aus, anime, oversized hoodies, comfy clothes, strawberries, sweets, blueberries, watermelons, chocolate, morally grey characters, [my beloveds &lt;3], villains [marry me please~], bats, snakes, spiders

˚ · .˚ · .🩵🧸☁️ dislikes: the cold, sitting still, sleeping early [hate the process of falling asleep], napping, not being productive, waking up early [i am not a morning person-]

˚ · .🩵🧸☁️ music i listen to:

kpop: bts, stray kids, ateez, enhypen, nct, txt, seventeen, e'last, onlyoneof, the rose, golden child, big bang, monsta x, got7, block b, pentagon, e'dawn, wonho, dpr ian [still don't know if he's kpop-], p1harmony, xdinary heroes, victon, exo, many many more... jrock: unite, aicle, the gazette, pentagon, mejibray, lycaon//initial l, codomo dragon, born, razor broadway: hamilton, six, heathers, dear evan hansen, wicked, in the heights, sweeny todd, hadestown, beetlejuice other: glass animals, lovejoy, black veil brides, pierce the veil, sleeping with sirens, imagine, dragons, korn, nine inch nails, mother mother, maneskin, sub urban, glaive, vocaloid i listen to wayyyy too much music, i swear this isn't all of it- saw wicked in: 2019 [hs sophmore], beetlejuice on: december 2019 [hs junior], stray kids on: 6.29.22, ateez on: 11.28.22, taylor swift on: 5.14.23

˚ · .˚ · .🩵🧸☁️ streamers//youtubers i like:

wilbur soot, tubbo, ranboolive, tommyinnit, karl jacobs, georgenotfound, dreamwastaken, most of the dsmp members, markiplier, jacksepticeye, mysta rias, vox akuma, ike eveland, most of the nijisanji vtubers, gura gawr, hakos baelz, most hololive//holostars vtubers

˚ · .˚ · . ˚ · . 🩵🧸☁️ games i like:

resident evil series, omori, twisted wonderland, obey me!, a3!, mystic messenger, uta no prince sama, the arcana, colorful stage, rhythm hive, bts world, dark wood, minecraft

˚ · .˚ · .🩵🧸☁️ books i like:

love & gelato, caraval series, 6 of crows, shadow & bone series, scythe series, red queen, night vale books [the podcast is so amazing], gallant, and so many more books...i have like a tub full of them-

˚ · .🩵🧸☁️ anime i like:

toilet bound hanako kun, spy x family, your lie in april, black butler, hunter x hunter, komi can't communicate, assassination classrrom, HAIKYU, blue period, the devil's a partimer, uta no prince sama, attack on titan, kamigami no asobi, deadman wonderland, many many more i can't remember off the top of my head...

˚ · .˚ · .🩵🧸☁️ stan list!! [it would make this wayyy too long if i put it all here-]

Date and Time: July 18th 2024, 11:29 AM EST

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[ode2cheol]

WE SOULMATES FR❗❗mark to my Yuta, Felix to my Hyunjin, Shua to my Jeonghan, San to my Wooyoung, Soobin to my Yeonjun- so glad we met and omg Narancia and Mista are your favs my fav silly goofy duo in all of jjba!! AND OFCOURSE I LOVE GINTAMA HATING GINTAMA IS A CRIME FR I've been watching anime and reading manga for a long time so other than jjba, Nana (who's your favourite character!???) And Gintama i really love jujutsu Kaisen, bungo stray dogs, Hellsing (especially the abridged version), Sailor moon, Bleach, one piece and every single Ai Yazawa series and studio Ghibli movies (and prob a lot more 😭) i also have like 12714317 groups i love but my main 4 ults are svt, NCT, Ateez and stray kids i also like Exo, Shinee, enha, TxT and Riize (Shotaro and Sungchan 😭😭) from gril groups I'm down bad for Twice, Red Velvet and G idle! Wbu pookie!?

LITERALLY 😣😣😣 STOP GINTAMA ENJOYER ⁉️⁉️ u don’t get how bad i miss gintama omg i rewatch it all the time bc i miss my sillies 😞 NANA MY FAVE WAS YASU MY BALD GREEN FLAG BAE ❤️‍🔥 sailor moon omg she literally raised me when i was a kid,, we literally have sm in common it’s wild bc i LOVE jjk, bsd, bleach one piece etc. my ult grps rn i’d say are svt and nct (obv) but riize has been getting a little up there for me i’m ngl. i literally listen to all the same bg’s as u + enha bonedo and zb1 😭 FOR GIRL GROUPS OMG i never stanned them but i LOVED aoa apink and miss a like i was listening to their songs non stop when i was a kid ,, as for actual gg’s that i stan prob ssera ive and nwjns (i used to be iz*gone’s #1 fan before 💔)

[callmedanquixote]

❥ N A V I G A T I O N

❥ Hello! You can call me DanOh

❥ She / her | 26 | Spanish & English | Ace

❥ INFJ | Sagittarius 🏹 | Wiccan

❥ Who I stan?

SEVENTEEN, WAYV, SUPER JUNIOR, THE BOYZ, DPR, GOT7, SF9, MONSTA X, EXO, NU'EST, ATEEZ, NCT.

Maybe I don't write specifically about all those groups but you can find the members as characters in some of my fics.

❥ I'm a slooow writer because I have a work that leaves me drain a lot during weekdays and I also struggle with bipolar disorder on a daily basis so I ask for your patience pls 🙏💖

❥ I will finish all my current and future works. I'm kinda slow cause I write in spanish first and then in english. And sometimes when I don't feel like it's a perfect work I tend to rewrite it a couple more times.

❥ So, yeah. This blog is basically made for me to write all the shitty cliché stuff that I love with the people I like. If you like the stories I write, thank u so much. I hope I can give you a little time of entertainment. 🌸

Masterlist

Last work: Blooming even in the shadows - Chapter 2

Currently working in:

✧ A reverse harem with magic, royalty and our beautiful 96 line (Wonwoo, Kun, Doyoung, Changkyun and Sangyeon) - Completing plot ideas

✧ A creepy(?), sick and questionable story in a mental facility with DPR Ian, Wonwoo and Mingyu. - Writing. Maybe (I really hope so) out in november.

✧ A super cliché college au, friends to lovers, with the beautiful Editor in Chief of the newspaper Doyoung. - Making a list of situations for the plot

✧ A marriage of convenience au, with a lot of juicy drama with Kun and Doyoung. - Rewriting ideas to complete the plot so I can rewrite the chapters I already had.

✧ Rich people, chaebol life, kinda enemies to lovers, with Wonwoo, Mingyu and Jun. - Completing (rewriting) plot ideas.

✧ Soulmate au, lots of drama, angsty but I only write happy endings so don't worry too much, with Kun. - Finding time to write this story. I have the complete sketch but I need to give it shape.

✧ Blooming even in the shadows: My Hogwarts/The Boyz series that I absolutely will finish one day hehe. I just need to catch up with my old chapters and with my plot ideas so I can continue the story well. And I'm trying to reduce the chapters so I'll finish it faster.

[baekhyunbitz]

Yin and Yang

An: Finally finished!!! Since it's this cuties birthday still in my country, I wanted to get it done and post it today. Happy Birthday handsome❣

Genre: Flufffffff

Pairing: Sehun x Reader

Warnings: none

Word Count: 2.4k +

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The stories say on your 17th birthday, you're one step closer to finding your soulmate. You will begin to notice a tattoo take its form and only your soulmate possesses the copy. They can range from any size, color, and pattern, and could possibly change once you have met them but that case is very rare. It's become much easier as the years go on and social media becomes more popular, pictures are uploaded 24/7 making the search a bit more bearable. Then there are people like me that choose to let time take its course. Believe me, I get curious every once and a while but I'm not in any hurry. The day I turned 17 wasn't a day I was looking forward to. All everyone seems to care about anymore is finding their special person but there is so much more to live for. I was actually very pleased with my piece though. Yin and Yang. Dark and light. Simple, yes, but my light carried thin brush strokes of crimson and tangerine, while my dark looked like a messy brush stroke as if the zigzag scribbles were enough to cover the Yin next to the Yang. Messy, but simple, it fit me.

As the next few years go on, all my friends have found their S/O after hours of browsing the web, I, on the other hand, have traveled around the world, adding a new tattoo to commemorate my adventures. I saunter down the hall of my apartment towards my front door, making sure I have everything I need.

"Headphones, check. Wallet, check. Water, check. Keys...." I look towards the wall by the front door and grab them from their place on the hook. "Check." I slip on my shoes then head out the door, skipping through the lobby and out the main doors.

Today marks a year since I've moved to South Korea. I wanted a big new change in my life and this vibrant and alive city was calling out my name. From the culture to the food, the sights, to the loving. I decided to get the skyline of the city in a small celebration for this special anniversary. About 6 months ago, a new tattoo/piercing shop opened several blocks into the city, INKredible Tattoos and I've heard nothing but incredible reviews about them. I took a liking to their portfolios and decided I wanted to have them be a part of my adventure piece on my arm. I've made it a goal that I always find a new artist to add to the sleeve piece on my left arm, also adding two decently sized pieces on each thigh and a four leaf clover behind my right ear. My sleeve consists of all the places I've been to, my biggest achievements, my relationships with family and friends, all framing my soulmate tattoo.

Passing the apartment buildings of various colors and structures, the tattoo shop comes into sight, a maroon awning shading the entrance and music playing from the speaker. The bell chimes as I walk into the air-conditioned lobby. The walls are painted the same maroon with gold flakes scattered, mahogany polished flooring with black leather sofas for seating. What caught my eye though was the espresso tinted irises looking in my direction.

"Ah, welcome to INKredible Tattoos. How can I help you today?" The man stepped out from behind the glass case, my eyes falling to the way his dark blue jeans hugged his gorgeously thick thighs. Words got stuck in my throat as the sunlight from the window lit up his profile, showing his sharp jawline and deep set features. His thick chocolate locks fell onto his forehead as he extended his hand out to mine. His olive green t-shirt gripping his biceps,

"I'm sorry, my name is Dean, I'm the owner of this shop."

"Y/N. Pleasure to meet you." My eyes still fixated on his features, a chuckle escaping past his lips.

"The pleasure is mine. What were you thinking about getting today hun?"

"Well, I was thinking about getting the skyline of Seoul on my left arm here by my shou— "

"Dean!" A voice yelled, "Did you happen to—oh..." Another guy appeared in my vision, one that is a little more eccentric than Dean. His black teal tinted curls bounced as he took the space next to Dean, mahogany vortexes took me by surprise, just as much as the silver ball of his labret piercing, "What's a cute girl like you doing in a place like this? Thinking about getting a piercing from the one and only me?" He pointed at himself, my eyes catching the sling of his chest peeking out of his semi buttoned-up red, blue, and white shirt.

"Knock it off Mino, she's here for a tattoo." Dean hissed and Mino slid his hands into his dark jeans. His plush pink lips formed a pout that seemed too cute for his sultry features. I chuckle from his reaction, easing the tension, a slight smirk making itself apparent in the corner of Mino's lips.

"Hey Christian! We have a new canvas!" Mino gruffed and a guy with curly obsidian hair made his way down the hall. Clinging to his body was a gray short sleeved button down shirt, accentuating his muscular biceps, black ink art spilling down his left arm.

"Is that so, what made you decide to come here?" His thick Australian accent stunned me as he approached me, his warm skin soaked in the sunlight as well as his caramel irises turning a warm honey.

"6 months ago I heard the buzz about your shop from a friend so I decided to check out your website and admired everyone's portfolios. The different techniques from each of you are outstanding, but one in particular really captured my interest. I believe his name is Oh Sehun."

"Well, you happen to be in luck today, he's in the back room." As I followed Christian down the hall, bright red hair caught my attention. My feet stopped at one of the rooms, my eyes viewing the tattoo artist; his eyes focused on the customer's piece, the buzz of the tattoo machine at work. He pulled away from the skin, his hand grabbing the clean paper towel from his slender leg. His maroon sleeves are pushed up, showing the ink on his arm; I leaned against the door frame trying to see his features, but his red hair blocked them, "Y/N, what are you waiting for?" Christian's voice bringing me back to reality, my feet pulling me from the door to a few rooms further, "Get your guns ready, master. You've got an admirer." Christian moved to the side of the door to let me by. My heart stopped as my eyes fell on to the man sitting in the chair. His dark almond irises met with mine, the words I tried to speak stuck in my throat.

"Awesome, what'sypur name love?"

"Y/N." Even his voice has me weak. He rolled back in his chair, his shirt revealing his toned chest making my heart race,

”Go ahead and sit in the chair for me." His eyes watched me, his soft brown hair falling into his face, "What are we thinking about creating today?"

“The skyline of Seoul. I wanted to get a piece to commemorate a whole year here. It's an early birthday gift for myself and I figured now was better than never."

"We going with the black silhouette?"He rolls over in the chair next to me, the close presence sending a chill down my spine. What has come over me?

"Yes, I was thinking about getting it right here by my shoulder."

"Alright. I'm going to trace out the stencil and place it to see if you like the spot." Sehun saunters over to the light table, giving light instructions to Christian to get the necessary equipment ready. My eyes can't help but wander around the room, Sehun's work framed on the walls, his technique so effortless. My gaze lands back on Sehun at the table, his honey-like skin glowing under the soft lighting from the table.

"He's stunning isn't he?" Christian lightly whispered causing me to jump a bit in my seat.

"What? I mean...I wasn't..?"

"It’s okay love, most clients end up staring at one point or another after walking through the door." He winked with a light smirk he wondered over to Sehun to let him know the station was ready to go.

"How does this look?" Sehun rolls over to me with the stencil in hand, a black silhouette of the skyline of Seoul perfectly etched out on the tracing paper with carbon ink.

"Perfect, it's exactly what I want."

"Excellent, I'll just place it to get the right spot then we'll get started." His soft smile had my heart skipping a beat, his hands gently laid the paper against my left arm just below my shoulder at the top of my inked sleeve. His digits brushing over my skin with a feather-like touch while smoothing out the edges of the paper.

"Still looking good?" I looked into the hand mirror he held up so I can view the placement, nodding to let him know it was great where it was,

"Let's get started then, Christian you mind helping Dean out for right now since this shouldn't take too long." Christian saluted for his departure, closing the door on the way out. One of my favorite sounds fills the room as the tattoo gun comes to life, "So what's your story behind your sleeve love?"

"I have this goal for myself actually. I try to go on adventures and try new things as much as I can, when I accomplish this, I add a new piece to my sleeve. I've been adventuring since I turned 17. It hasn't been easy with everyone telling me that I won't get far if I don't have my soulmate by my side."

"I never understood why finding our soulmates was a priority. I don't need someone to make a living in life."

"Thank you! Finally, I met someone that feels the same way I do. I also started getting more pieces so people around me would stop harassing me about their soulmates." A light chuckle came from the man sitting in front of me, the corner of his lips turning into a smirk. That sound. Might just become my new favorite. What has come over me today? He's just a guy. He's just my tattoo artist.

"I'm gonna need you to turn your arm a slight bit here so I can finish it up." As I turn my arm, I noticed the machine stop buzzing, his features falling blank.

"Is there something wrong?" He furrowed his brow, struggling to find the right words as started up the machine again.

"Uh.. sor— sorry, I was just amazed by all the achievements you've made. You've done so much it seems, more than anyone I know." Is that really what caused him to stop? Nobody has done that before… I wonder—no… he can't be. There's no way.

"What got you into the tattooing business?"

"Well since I can remember, I've had a love for the art form, wasn't until I got my first tattoo that I actually started learning. Once I got used to the machine and practiced a lot with my teacher, I did my first tattoo on Dean. We've been close since that day. When he asked me to be a member of his new parlor, I was so ecstatic to finally have my dream job." The genuine smile he displayed showed the deep passion he has for this line of work.

"You're family must be really proud of you. Following your dreams and goals."

"Actually, they just wanted me to find my soulmate just like everyone else."

"I'm sorry, Sehun... I didn't me—"

"It's okay love, I've had plenty of time to get over it. Like you, it's not the most important adventure in my life. Although, I'm open to the idea as of lately." Why did those few words seem to punch me in the chest... I shouldn't feel this way for someone I just met.

"I hope you find your special someone Sehun. You seem like a great guy."

"Thank you Y/N, but I have a feeling I won't have too much trouble."

"How optimistic. Good quality to have in life."

"Alright, you're all finished hun, I hope you like it." He lifts up the hand mirror once again so I can see the finished piece. He ended up adding two birds flying above the skyline, adding onto the beautiful silhouette.

"I adore it Sehun, thank you so much. It means a great deal to me."

"Anytime, you ever feel like getting another piece in the future while you're around, I would love to be the artist." Seeing his full smile caused a blush to spread over my cheekbones. Oh God, please don't notice. He took the latex gloves off as we made our way to the door, entering the hall,

"So how are we paying today?"

"Card is fine." I reached into my pocket to pull out my card, only to see Sehun's hand laying on the counter. My heart started to pound in my chest at the replica to my soulmate piece, but in blue. Blinking a couple of times to make sure my mind wasn't playing tricks on me, the color started to change into a mauve. I look down at mine to see the tangerine shade fade into the same mauve color.

"How about a date instead?" I thought I was blushing before— boy, earlier couldn't come close to comparison. Whistles, hollers, and claps filled the space around the lobby causing a chuckle to fall past Sehun's lips as his friends applauded the long-awaited moment.

"I was beginning to wonder how long it would take for one of you to notice. I happened to see your tattoo as you explained your story, the funny part was that you were automatically drawn to his work, I didn't need to intervene." Dean explained as he high fived Christian and the red-haired man from the other room.

"Bout damn time there man, I was starting to think you were never going to find the one. By the way, my names Kwon Jiyong, but you can call me G-Dragon."

"Nice to meet you." We shook hands before he leaned down to lightly kiss the top of my hand, letting go to ruffle Sehun's hair.

"So what do you say, love? Mind if I show off your beauty to my city?"

"As long as it's you by my side, I'll go anywhere."

[guardians-of-exo]

White Noise

Listening

Melody /mˈɛlədi/ Off melos and aeido meaning song and to sing

Chanyeol / Female reader

Wordcount: 2.3K

Series masterlist

Listen carefully Somewhere not far away Not far away no Someone is standing still In the same place Thinking only about you baby

It is said that soulmates will always be able to find each other no matter where they are in the world, they just have to listen.

You live by these words, as you have still never met your soulmate even after years of hearing him for the first time. You know next to nothing about him, but he has become a fixed part of your life as much as the friends and family you see every day. Sometimes, it feels like he is actually right there with you. Someday. You have to believe that. Someday…

Rain pounds on your window, thunder rumbling in the distance, and you close your eyes with a smile as you listen. The glass is cool when you lean your head against it and look out into the darkness. You love it when it rains; the sound, the fresh scent, how the world seems brighter after a storm. If it hadn’t been dark outside, you would have already been on your way out on a long walk, but cozying up under a fluffy blanket with a hot cup of cocoa is just as amazing. Is he hearing the rain too?

Studies show that the White Noise, as it has been named, is the strongest when the soulmates are doing something they love, when they are near something that connects their souls.

You hope he hears the rain too; hope he feels the same serene calm as you do. Leaning back, closing your eyes, you just… listen. And then you hear it, a faint strum of a guitar reaches you from somewhere far away. A warm, deep voice follows with a mellow hum.

Whoever he is, he has become a source of comfort for you. He is there for you no matter when you might need him – good days, bad days, he is there. The moments where you can’t make yourself reach out to friends or family; he is there. You hope that you are that for him too. That you comfort him on his gloomy days, that he feels your joy on his good days.

Though you don’t actually know each other, there is a connection between the two of you. One that runs deep and personal, one that only people who have heard the White Noise will understand. The connection between soulmates has a different meaning to every person, to you it is comfort. Home.

The White Noise never allows for full conversations, and even whole words are rare and almost impossible to understand. Still, you have tried so many times repeatedly saying the same thing over and over in hopes of it reaching him wherever he is. But nothing ever comes of it. You don’t know if any of it ever reaches him, but you have never heard anything back, so you are not too hopeful. You never feel lonely though – you know he is out there somewhere, and that is enough.

It has become a habit of yours to talk out loud to yourself as you go about your day. Mostly to fill the silence when he is quiet, but you are also quietly hopeful that he hears you, or at least feels you trying to reach out. The lack of answers rarely deters you from keeping your one-sided conversations going. Maybe it is naïve of you to keep going, to keep hoping, but you don’t care.

You call him Chanyeol. Where you have the name from, you don’t remember, but it sounds right. If it actually is his name, you don’t know, but you like having a name for the faceless voice that has become your daily companion. Sometimes, you wonder if he has a name for you too, a name he thought fitting of what he hears.

Chanyeol sings you to sleep that night as he does most nights, his warm voice guiding you to your dreams.

“Goodnight, Chanyeol,” you mumble just before drifting off. You hope he hears you. A whisper of a voice echoes through your mind. I hear you.

You dream of a young man. He’s tall with dark hair falling softly down over his gorgeous brown eyes, and he smiles blindingly at you. His presence surrounds you like a warm blanket, a glowing aura. You have seen him before, but only ever in your dreams, never in real life. You would never forget seeing him. It is Chanyeol, you are sure of it.

Other people have reported dreaming of their soulmates too, but it is usually only after having crossed paths in real life without them realizing at first. So maybe you have seen him around before. It seems impossible to you that you would have forgotten him, but it could mean he could be closer than you thought after all. And why haven’t you seen him since? You might have missed him once, but you would recognize him immediately now. His warm voice, his blinding smile.

You want to meet him more than anything. See him right there in front of you, hear his voice say your name. Melody. He sounds so happy in your dreams, calling your name softly. Melody.

It is still drizzling when you wake up, pattering softly against your window. You feel warm as you lay in bed looking out. The sun is already peeking up over the horizon, painting the world outside in gold where it outshines the soft cover of grey clouds. Everything shimmers as if it has been covered in thousands of tiny crystals.

Somewhere in the world, the soft strum of a guitar joins the drumming of the rain. You know the melody, it is one he plays often, and you hum along, closing your eyes to enjoy the moment. With your eyes closed, you can almost imagine him sitting there on the edge of your bed, playing his guitar for you.

“Good morning,” you whisper out into the empty room once there is a pause in the song. There is no response, but you smile anyway. Even if he can’t hear you, you hope he feels it. Feels you trying to reach out.

Sometimes, you think you feel him reaching back; a tugging on your heart, a sudden longing washing over you, a warmth spreading through your body, the faint feeling of a soft touch on your hand, a gentle pat on your head. Maybe it is only your imagination, all in your head, but it feels so real. I feel you. It doesn’t even really matter if it is real or not, you find comfort in it either way.

Touch is not a common occurrence within the White Noise, and a lot of stories are clearly exaggerated and faked for attention, so you have never told anyone about it. You keep it close to your heart as something precious just for you.

You get out of bed with a sigh, the cold air outside the warmth of your covers making you shiver. As you putter about in your kitchen to find something to eat, you hear the guitar again, the low hum of Chanyeol’s voice joining in.

Some days, he can play for hours on end, barely taking any breaks as he practices and perfects his skill. Usually, the songs are happy, warm, and comforting, but on some days, you can feel how he struggles, the tones feeling dull and hollow. The worst days though, are the quiet ones. The days you don’t hear from him at all. Going even just one day without the usual background noise from Chanyeol is nearly unbearable to you, so when he is suddenly quiet for a long time, you worry. Your days are so often filled with music and distant laughter that the sudden quiet is jarring. On those days, you try to give back all the warmth and comfort he gives to you. You sing to him, either singing along to your favorite songs or trying to play what little you know on your piano. You hope you are able to cheer him up at least a little.

The clouds have completely covered the sky when you finally get ready to take a walk, the rain falling heavily on the road, so you grab an umbrella before stepping outside into the cold air. The drum of the rain on the fabric of your umbrella makes you smile. Perfect weather for a walk.

You still hear bits and pieces of music from somewhere, but it is no longer a guitar. Perhaps he has turned up the radio instead. Even when he is not playing, he always has music on. After hearing the White Noise for the first time, you would find yourself annoyed at the constant music, but now it is a comfort. A reassurance that you are not alone in the world.

The White Noise is usually stronger for you on rainy days, as if the sound of rain amplifies your connection with him. Maybe he finds comfort in it just like you. Could he be out in the rain too? The thought makes you smile, but it is without warmth, just for a split second. That would mean he could be close, but the chances of that…

You reach the small shopping street of your town and pause to take it in. There aren’t that many people out yet as the shops have just begun opening. You aren’t there to buy anything, have no real purpose for your walk, but you enjoy taking a stroll through the town to watch the window displays and the people. The rain has made the cobbled streets shiny and slippery, and you love the sound your boots make against the wet stone.

Somewhere behind you, the town clock tower starts ringing, and you pause to listen. It sounds… off, somehow. There is an echo to it, as if two bells are ringing just a fraction of a second off from each other. And though the clock tower is several streets behind you, the sound seems to come from above you. All around you. Can it be…? Before you have even thought about it, you take off running, your umbrella falling to the ground behind you.

The ringing gets louder and louder with each chime the closer you get, the echo distorted. As the clock tower comes into view, you pause, panting, eyes running frantically over the area. A group of teens is waiting for the rain to stop, huddled up underneath a shop awning; a young woman is outside covering her shop’s street display with plastic to protect it from the water; an old couple walks hand in hand across the street, looking at each other like they are the only people in the world. But there is no one else. No Chanyeol.

Your heartbeat is loud in your ears as you try to catch your breath, and though the bell has stopped ringing, it still echoes in your head. It was probably just your imagination, but… you could have sworn…He was there.

The music has stopped as well, and it feels like he is holding his breath, like he is listening just like you. It is as if you are stuck in a bubble suspended in time, and all you can hear is the rain and your own heartbeat.

“Melody?” a faint whisper of a voice reaches you, and you spin around. Right behind you! But there is no one there.

“Chanyeol?” you ask, voice cracking. No response. No voice, no music. Just the rain. Did you imagine it? It feels so real. So painfully real. How can he not be there? You heard him, and not just in your head. You really heard his voice this time. How is there no one there?

You sigh and look up at the grey clouds above you, letting the rain wash over you. Your umbrella is somewhere in the streets behind you, but you don’t even care anymore. You close your eyes as the cold water runs down your face, and then you feel it – unmistakably – a light touch on your hand, soft as a butterfly wing. Reassuring, comforting. I’m still here.

Smiling, you can’t hold back a soft laugh. Another miss, another lost chance. But this time was the closest it has ever been. Someday it will happen. Someday…

Laughter joins yours, faint but infinitely warm and comforting. He is out there somewhere. Close, maybe. Hopefully.

You are aware of the teenagers staring at you as you stand in the rain, the water now soaked down to your skin, but you don’t care. They can stare all they want. One day, they will understand. They will hear it too.

Eventually, you let go of the last bit of hope and you head home, shedding your drenched clothes the second you are in the warmth of your bathroom. As you stand in the shower, the strum of a guitar joins you, Chanyeol humming along softly.

Nothing has changed. He is still right there with you.

You sing along though you do not know the words, letting the warm water wash away the last of what cold you felt. You miss him, but it’s okay.

He is with you for the rest of your day, just like always. Whatever you do, wherever you go, you hear him, you feel him. he might not be right next to you, but for now, this is enough.

“I hear you,” you whisper, staring up into the dark void above your bed.

Just as you close your eyes, the guitar stops, and you hear it.

“I hear you.”

A faint echo of your own words reaches back from the void, and you smile. Someday you will find him. Someday, you will see him face to face. But for now, it is enough to know that there is someone out there who cares.

Someone out there hears you.

I can’t see you but I can hear you After closing my eyes All I have to do is find you Among all the noise in the world Your small laughter That’s all I need to know That you are doing well

[marvelous-llama]

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one shots

2000 Days by @taexual

Jongin x fem!reader (wc - 2.7k) soulmate AU, established relationship - fluff A chance encounter with your soulmate – and the drunken conversation that followed – lead to the beginning of the rest of your life, 2000 days later.

Confession by @minsugapie

Jongin x fem!reader (wc - 6.9k) soulmate AU - fluff, smut

series

My housemate's man by @shaalk

Jongin x fem!reader, Sehun x fem!reader cheating - angst, smut, fluff Sehun is cheating on his girlfriend with me, her housemate. He thinks we're just using each other's bodies, and so do I at first. But then my heart suddenly comes into play.

D appointment & confessions by @eomayas

Jongin x fem!reader fwb to lovers - smut, fluff, angst

[laylaylemons]

I’ve never believed in Fate.

They told me before that I was doomed.

They said I was fated to die.

I would never live a happy, fulfilling life.

Yet here I am, still alive.

I am not bound to one destiny.

I will create my own Fate.

Original series, soon to come.

[gamerwoo]

Chanyeol: Clumsy

Characters: Chanyeol x female reader 

Genre/warnings: soulmate au, crack, fluff, super slight angst, smut (it’s really vague and short), blood, mild violence???

Word count: 3,617

Summary: It seems like every other week, you have a new bruise on your skin without knowing where it came from, only feeling the pain of it. With you and your soulmate feeling every intense physical sensation the other feels, you’re desperately wishing that you didn’t get stuck with somebody who was such a klutz. Even more so, you’re wishing you didn’t punch that stranger at the bar because now your nose feels like it might be broken. 

“What’s that from?” your friend, Chaeyeong wondered as she poked the dark bruise on your forehead that you tried so desperately to cover up.

You winced as her fingertip put pressure on the sensitive spot, squeezing your eyes closed. You leaned your head back, trying to get away from her as you swatted at her hand.

“Hey! Don’t do that!” you whined, putting your hand over the bruise. “I don’t know, okay? I woke up in the middle of the night with my head hurting, and then I woke up this morning with this.”

“Again?” she giggled. “Jeez, your soulmate must have two left feet or something. That’s the fifth bruise in like, three days or something.”

Chaeyeong continued to watch you with amusement on her face as you wiped down the counter of the diner. You wondered when she was going to start doing her job instead of watching you, but it also wasn’t your place to ask. You only recently got hired so you didn’t want to push your luck. Chayeong was the one to get you the job after all. You needed the extra money for rent since your latest roommate moved out to live with her soulmate she’d suddenly found.

The only reason you wanted to find your soulmate was so you could wrap them up in bubble rap and lock them up somewhere that they couldn’t get into more trouble.

“Haven’t you ever thought of getting back at them for being so reckless?” she wondered.

You furrowed your eyebrows, glancing over at her, “You mean you want me to hurt myself just to make them hurt, too? Chaeyeong, that’s the dumbest idea I’ve ever heard!”

She frowned as she seemed to rethink her idea, “...Yeah, maybe I didn’t think that one through. But still, they need to be taught a lesson for being so...stupid.”

“What about you?” you chuckled, eyeing her hair that she had dyed back to a bright red after it was dark brown the last two days.

Chaeyeong seemed to come in every other day with a grumpy expression and a plain, normal hair color despite the fact she had dyed her hair a bright, vibrant color only days before that. That was when you found out that her ‘thing’ with her soulmate was sharing the same hair color, and her soulmate seemed to really hate the bright colors she liked to pull off. Her hair had been red at the end of last week, and then brown the beginning of this week, and then she had strutted in today with her cherry hair back to how she wanted it with a smug look on her face.

At your implication, she looked up toward her forehead like she would be able to see her red hair that was tied up in a bun on her head, “Are you saying I need to teach them a lesson? Because trust me, I’m trying. They just keep dying it back to boring dark brown, and then it’s a pain in the ass to--”

“No, I’m calling you the stupid one,” you stated bluntly.

Chaeyeong just narrowed her eyes at you, a pout on her lips, “I hope your soulmate breaks their leg.”

You just let out a small laugh, raising your eyebrows as you went back to work, “Thanks, Chae.”

As she walked passed you to go to the kitchen, she flicked you in the center of the forehead, making you let out a quiet, “Ow…”

-

“Ah!” Chanyeol whined, the heel of his hand pressing to the center of his forehead.

Jongdae stared at him like he was crazy, “You okay…?”

The taller boy rubbed the spot on his forehead with his fingers, a pout on his face, “I feel like I just got flicked in the forehead really hard.”

Sehun just eyed him without emotion, lifting his cup to his lips, “Suck it up, you big baby.”

“Yeah, Sehunie got shot and you’re complaining about your forehead getting flicked,” Jongdae laughed.

“Okay, but Sehun can survive that now, and it’s his job to get injured like that,” Chanyeol frowned, unhappy that his friends didn’t seem to care about his pain -- even if it was very minor.

After Sehun had taken a sip of his drink, he set his cup down on the table again and gave the older boy a quizzical look, “Nowhere in my job description does it say ‘must get shot’.”

“Rena’s lucky that your soulmate thing isn’t Chanyeol’s though,” Jongdae commented with a small giggle. “God, she’d hate her life. Then again...you’d probably love that, wouldn’t you?”

Sehun only shrugged, lazily looking away like he really didn’t care either way. They all knew he didn’t hate his soulmate -- not anymore -- but they still bickered a lot. That probably would never change, but they were at least starting to show more affection toward each other from time to time. Though, according to Baekhyun, their ‘showing of affection’ was now how they worked out their arguments. Nobody knew how he knew that, and nobody wanted to know. Poor guy probably walked in on them or heard them or something awful.

Chanyeol just hoped him and his soulmate didn’t end up like Sehun and Rena. He knew they cared about each other, but he didn’t want to argue all the time. He was hoping to be more like Baekhyun and his soulmate. They seemed pretty happy now that they’d worked out their issues.

“I think Chanyeol’s thing should be Sehun’s,” Minseok commented from where he was working behind the counter at the cafe. It was a slow hour so he wasn’t helping anybody. Therefore, he was listening to his friends’ conversation. “With a soulmate like Chanyeol, they’re going to wish they could survive anything. Chanyeol’s gonna end up getting them killed or something.”

“Can that happen?” Jongdae wondered, seeming genuinely curious. “Like, if Chanyeol had a heart attack and died, would they feel it and also die? Or would they just feel it?”

“Hey!” Chanyeol smiled stiffly. “Let’s not find out or think about it!”

Chanyeol didn’t realize what his ‘thing’ was for a long time, honestly. He was so clumsy with his long limbs that he was used to having random bruises or feeling sudden pain when he didn’t think there was a reason to. It wasn’t until a particularly rough time of the month showed up that Chanyeol started to realize what was happening. He’d get bad cramps every month, and after speaking to his friends that had uteruses, he learned they were period cramps. And they hurt.

You had endometriosis, which he didn’t know about, and you didn’t know about until you had suffered through months of awful cramps that sometimes weren’t even the cause of your period. But Chanyeol obviously couldn’t know that, so he just chalked it up to what he assumed it was. It did definitely give him a newfound respect for those who had to deal with periods, though.

But for you, you realized pretty easily. You weren’t terribly clumsy, and you weren’t prone to bruising easily. Therefore, suddenly feeling pain or having new bruises scattering your skin was very abnormal for you. You wished what tied the two of you together was something different so you weren’t constantly getting hurt, but you also knew it was nothing you could change so you just had to suck it up and deal with it.

With the current conversation, Chanyeol was definitely wishing it was something else.

“Hey,” Jongdae turned his head to speak to Minseok, “do you ever wonder what your soulmate is like?”

“Why, do you?” Minsek wondered as he cleaned off the counter.

Jongdae nodded, “Yeah, kinda. I always wonder if they’ll be what I consider my ideal type or if they’ll be something else.”

“Let’s see -- Rena’s stubborn, doesn’t listen, and fights with Sehun,” Minseok listed off, “so I’d say no, they won’t be your ideal type.”

“I meant physically,” Jongdae clarified at the same time Sehun mumbled, “How do you know that’s not my ideal type?”

“You’re a masochist now?” Chanyeol laughed.

“What about you, Yeol?” Jongdae asked, nodding his head at the taller boy before Sehun had a chance to reply. “What do you think? Will your soulmate be your ideal type?”

Chanyeol shrugged, smiling softly to himself, “As long as they have a nice personality and a cute smile, I’ll be fine.”

-

You grimaced as you sat up in bed suddenly, feeling that same tingly feeling in a place you shouldn’t have. You tried to ignore it because you’d had this happen to you before -- seriously, your soulmate got laid a lot more often than you did -- but it had become unbearable as time went on, and now you were way too aroused to sleep comfortably.

Feeling pain all the time sucked, but feeling like you were having sex at the worst times was probably the most awful thing of all. There was one time where your soulmate was having sex literally in the middle of the day, and you were at work trying to act normal. You had to excuse yourself from a meeting to go into the bathroom and take care of yourself. Thankfully, you weren’t working at that job anymore, but still, it was embarrassing how you squirmed in your seat with flushed cheeks.

Now, you were at least somewhat thankful you were in your own bedroom, but you were still trying to sleep. You didn’t want to deal with this. It seemed like it was always just an inconvenience.

But considering there was no other way around this predicament, you shifted to get rid of your bottoms before your fingers found their way to your folds. You didn’t even bother teasing yourself since you were already wet enough, and laying there doing nothing while you tried to ignore the sensation was enough teasing for you. So you inserted two fingers into your heat and just went with it.

The only sound in your room was your breathing, the squelching of your fingers, and you moans. Your other hand started teasing your clit as you continued to thrust your fingers, chasing your high. You were getting so close to quickly until--

A false euphoria washed over you before the feeling inside you died down, leaving you with an unfinished orgasm and not feeling at all satisfied. In fact, it almost felt like you had been cheated out of your orgasm because your soulmate had cum before you did, and now just your own fingers didn’t feel nearly as good.

“Are you fucking kidding me?!” you groaned out into the universe.

To top it all off, you suddenly felt a sharp pain in your pinky toe like you’d smashed it against something.

-

Chaeyeong insisted you had to get out and do something. She said you just went to work and then went home all the time, and even just knowing you were doing that was making her depressed. So you let her doll you up and drag you out to some bar -- she also changed her hair from the brown it was changed back to, to a vibrant green for the occasion. It definitely wasn’t the nicest bar you’d been to, but it wasn’t a shitty dive bar either, so you weren’t complaining too much.

However, going out to a bar like this dressed the way Chaeyeong dressed you was probably the worst idea because creepy men wouldn’t leave you alone. All of them kept trying to touch you when you didn’t want to be touched -- and you’d tell them that, too -- and about half of them looked like they could be your dad. You were fed up and frankly didn’t even want to be at the bar anymore, but you also couldn’t leave Chaeyeong alone at a bar. Unfortunately for you, you were too good of a friend to do that.

You were standing by the table you and Chaeyeong claimed as yours for the night when a tall man with cotton candy blue hair walked passed you with a few men around the same age following behind him. The place was a little crowded, so he offered a polite smile and an “excuse me” as he tried to slip by you. That was when you suddenly felt a hand brush up against your backside. Your eyes went wide, your nostrils flaring with anger. You weren’t embarrassed or uncomfortable, you were mad. You were already fed up with creepy men today, and this was the last straw. No, you were well beyond the last straw.

Before the handsome tall man could say anything, you had spun around, pulled your fist back, and launched it right into his nose. At the same instant your fist connected, you felt white hot pain shoot through your own face, causing you to cup your nose with both hands and let out a cry of pain, your eyes squeezing closed.

“Holy fuck!” you shouted, feeling like your nose had just been broken.

His friends made faces, collectively going “ooh” as he cupped his own face and hissed at the pain you’d caused.

“Oh my god, _____!” Chaeyeong shouted as she rushed over with two drinks in her hand. She set them down on the table before she was cupping your face between her hands, studying what she could see of your face since you still had both hands over your nose. Then she sent a glare to Mr Long Legs and company. “What did you do?”

“Nothing, I swear!” he insisted, though his voice was muffled and nasally. Then he was groaning in pain some more.

“Your little friend over here punched him,” a guy with bright red hair sneered before he looked up at the one you’d punched, blood gushing out from under his hand and dripping on his lips. “Yeah, there’s no doubt that’s broken. We need to get you to a hospital.”

“And you,” Chaeyeong insisted. “I don’t know what happened, but you look like you’re in a lot of pain.”

“Because I am in a lot of pain!” you exclaimed.

You were rushed out of the bar by Chaeyeong with the tall stranger and his friends going out behind you. Chaeyeong, thankfully, barely had much to drink since she was too busy flirting with strangers, so she insisted on driving. But as she backed out of her parking space, she glanced over at you.

“Let me see your nose.”

Hesitantly, you moved your hands away from your face, looking at Chayeong wide-eyed. She sucked in a breath when she saw your face, stopped behind a car in front of you that was also trying to leave the parking lot.

“What?” you asked, your voice shaky.

“It’s bruising already,” she told you.

You panicked, turning forward to lower the visor in front of you. You flipped the cover to the mirror up and gasped at what you saw. Your nose and the area around it was already starting to bruise, just like Chaeyeong had said -- and it did not look pretty.

“There’s no way he didn’t punch you,” Chaeyeong scoffed, rolling her eyes as she pulled out of the parking lot. She started driving toward the hospital, growling under her breath, “That lying son of a bitch…”

“But he really didn’t punch me!” you insisted. “He touched my butt, but I punched him, and then-- ...Oh my god…”

“What?”

If you weren’t in a panic before, you were now when you realized, “I punched my soulmate! I broke my soulmate’s nose, Chaeyeong!”

At first, Chaeyeong seemed surprised, blinking silently for a moment. But then she broke out into loud laughter, leaning toward the steering wheel like she would’ve doubled over if she could.

“This isn’t funny!” you whined.

“Yes it is!” she insisted, nudging you with her shoulder to get you to loosen up. “Think of it this way: you finally got revenge on your clumsy-ass soulmate.”

“Yeah, but now I have a bruised nose, too.”

“...Oh yeah.”

Meanwhile, in the car in front of yours, Baekhyun was threatening everybody in the car that if any blood got on the interior of his nice car, he’d make all of them pay for it. But Chanyeol was in too much pain from his broken nose to pay much attention to him. Jongdae was desperately trying to stop the bleeding while Jongin sat up front and panicked about how Chanyeol’s nose was broken.

None of them seemed to put two and two together.

When you arrived at the hospital, Chaeyeong kept her arms around you as she rushed you inside, only to run into some familiar faces at the desk. You were too nervous to say anything considering the tall, handsome, blue-haired stranger that you punched was actually your soulmate, but Chaeyeong was never too afraid to open her mouth.

“Great,” she groaned, “it’s you idiots.”

“What are you so angry at us for?” one with honey-colored hair asked with the hint of a whine in his voice. “We didn’t even do anything.”

“Then explain the bruise on my friend’s face!”

“Chaeyeong, we’re in a hospital,” you grumbled. “Inside voices.”

“Or your friend could explain our friend’s broken nose,” the one with the bright red hair asked with a quirked brow.

Chaeyeong stepped forward, “He touched her butt!”

“It was an accident!” your soulmate insisted, wincing in pain as he spoke.

“Alright, alright,” the woman at the desk spoke up, trying to calm both parties. “A doctor can check out both of you. Please just fill out these forms, take a seat, and please no fighting.”

Unfortunately, since she thought the both of you were together, you were seen by a doctor together. That meant the six of you crowded into one room together. You knew things probably wouldn’t be pretty.

“Well, it’s definitely broken,” the doctor sighed as he looked at Chanyeol’s face. “Your friend’s is fine. It’s bruised like it’s broken, but I can’t even find any signs of trauma other than that.”

Chanyeol’s eyebrows furrowed as he looked at you, his friends wearing similar expressions. He wasn’t sure what exactly could’ve caused your nose to bruise suddenly, but he didn’t want to believe you were just faking it. He saw the hurt and tears in your eyes, and your reaction seemed too painful to fake. Jongin suggested maybe it was makeup since he hadn’t properly seen your face in the dimly lit bar, but what would you gain from pretending to be punched just to go to the hospital?

“I’ll just need to reset it,” he said.

Chanyeol’s eyes flashed to the doctor, “What?”

“Jesus, how hard can she hit?” the red-head asked under his breath.

Thankfully, the doctor made everybody who wasn’t a patient go wait in the waiting room. But that left you and your soulmate alone with the doctor, which was even more awkward than Chaeyeong bickering with his friends.

“Care to explain what happened with your nose?” your soulmate chuckled as the doctor gave him nasal spray that was supposed to ease discomfort.

You didn’t really want to explain to him how he was your soulmate when a doctor was about to move his broken nose around. You wanted to do it smoother, more romantic. But you did punch him in the face within the first 10 seconds of seeing him, so…

At the same time, you couldn’t believe he didn’t seem to know why your nose was bruised just like his.

Luck was on your side for the first time that night because the doctor asked that he not talk while he worked on fixing his nose. You sat there with an ice pack on your face while your soulmate hissed and made quiet “ah” noises from the pain. You stayed silent, looking around the room while the doctor worked.

Finally, he moved away, and you could see your soulmate’s beautiful face had a white splint over it. The doctor promised to return with the paperwork to discharge both of you. The two of you thanked him before he left the room.

You hoped that your soulmate had forgotten his earlier question, but…

“So,” he began in his deep voice, a small smirk on his face, “what happened to you? It was like a magic trick or something.”

“You...really don’t know?” you asked him.

“Know what?”

You took in a deep breath before letting it out, “Well… Have you ever woken up with a bruise or suddenly felt something physically, and you had no idea why?”

He nodded with a laugh, “Constantly.”

You looked at him, eyebrows raised expectantly. Still, he just looked at you, waiting for you to keep explaining. You internally sighed.

“Those are because of me,” you explained, looking over at him. “Just like I have bruises all over me because of you -- like the one on my face.”

He blinked at you a few times like your words were taking time to process. But then he suddenly shouted, “You’re the poor person I’ve been torturing?!”

Your face broke out into a smile -- even though it hurt your nose -- as you let out a laugh, nodding at his question, “That would be me.”

“I’m so sorry.”

You shrugged, “I always said I’d get payback for you being a huge klutz, but clearly that idea didn’t work out, so I’ll say we’re even now.”

“Deal,” he grinned before he stuck out his hand. “I’m Chanyeol.”

“_____,” you replied as you took his hand, unable to control your own smile getting even bigger.

“Y’know,” Chanyeol began, not releasing your hand, “you have a cute smile.”

[thedramaticcorpse]

watched a series almost 2 years ago, thought the teen-ish young adult main was handsome, watched again, yet now i feel the 30-something-ish character is much better looking... have i perhaps gained... daddy issues?

[kpoppwriter]

Koi No Yokan pt. 3

Koi No Yokan - pt. 1 | pt. 2 | pt. 3

Genre: college AU, soulmate AU

Words: 1212

Warnings: swearing, drinking 

a/n: yoyoyo friendos!! Max is back at it with a long piece! This is part 3 to the series @allyreactions​ and I are writing! She just finished part 2, which is up on her blog. I was just too excited to keep writing this that I had to do it today. I should be back to writing requests soon! 

You and Jaehyun barely made it into his room before you were all over each other. Your hands pulled on his clothes while his hands grasped at every little bit of skin on your body. The noise of the party was drowned out, your mind too preoccupied with the current situation. You felt the back of your knees hit the edge of something, causing you to fall back. Luckily that was Jaehyun’s plan. 

You felt your head hit the mattress, Jaehyun’s body hovering over you. You felt small under him. It was kinda intimidating, yet hot. You stared at his lips, his mouth slightly agape. Instead of kissing your lips, his mouth went to your neck. You felt him sucking marks into your skin that you know would last until the next morning at least. His mouth moved further an further down as his hands also moved down your body. 

You sat up quickly, realizing what was happening right now. Jaehyun backed up off of you. 

“Are you okay?” 

You opened your mouth to speak but quickly shut it again. How does one say ‘I think you’re hot and wanna smash but like...not right now’ without making a fool of themselves? You stared at Jaehyun, the right words not coming to you. He got up from the bed and made his way to the door, saying something about getting water.

You groaned and flopped back down on the bed. You grabbed a pillow and screamed into it, hoping no one would hear you. Did you just fuck up a relationship or something that could have possibly been really good because you just weren’t in the mood to have sex at a frat party? You really hoped you didn’t.

Jaehyun walked in again with a glass of water in his hands. You quickly sat up and took the water from him, quietly saying thanks. He sat on the edge of the bed, keeping a good distance from you. He looked a bit disheartened and uncomfortable, his hands fidgeting in his lap.

“I-I’m sorry,” you almost whispered, “It’s just the party and Amber’s here and-”

“No, it’s okay. You don’t need to apologize. It really isn’t a good time.”

It went silent between you, the party downstairs was the only reason it wasn’t completely silent. You finished the glass of water and mumbled some excuse to leave the room. You left Jaehyun’s room and went downstairs to find Amber. Luckily, she was easy to find. 

“Please tell me you can drive,” you grabbed her arm and pulled her to the front door

“Yeah but where are we going?” she asked

“Anywhere but here.”

~

The next morning was rough. After leaving the party, you and Amber talked about what happened with Jaehyun over some drinks at your place. And some drinks turned into enough to give you a hangover. You woke up around 11:30 or 12 to your phone going off. You groaned and looked at the notifications. There were a bunch of people trying to reach you but only one message caught your attention. 

“Shit.”

You bolted out of bed and ran into the bathroom. After rushing to brush your teeth and get rid of any leftover makeup from the night before, you got dressed and left your home. You typed a number into your phone.

“Hey Y/N,” you heard as the call was answered 

“Junmyeon,” you exhaled, “I’m so sorry. I slept in.”

“It’s okay! We can reschedule if you-”

“No! I just left my place! I’ll meet you at the cafe in a few.”

“Okay, I’ll see you soon.”

You could hear the smile on his face when you said you were on your way. It made your heart swell a bit thinking about it. 

You arrived at the cafe soon after your call. You saw Junmyeon sitting in the same place you were sitting yesterday when you were studying. He waved at you, smiling. You didn’t even stop to get coffee. 

“Hey, sorry I took so long,” you apologized, sitting in front of him.

“It’s totally okay,” Junmyeon smiled kindly, “While I was waiting, I got you a coffee.”

You gratefully took the coffee from him and took a long sip, enjoying the taste.

“Vanilla latte.”

“Yup! You said that’s your usual order, right?” Junmyeon asked bashfully

“Yeah, it is! I just didn’t expect you to remember that.”

You smiled down at the cup in your hands. Junmyeon really was sweet. He really listened to you and remembered such a small detail about you. Your sweet thoughts were interrupted by a pounding headache that came out of nowhere. You groaned and started digging through your bag for some medicine. 

“Are you okay?” Junmyeon looked at you, worried

“Yeah,” you sighed, “Just had a rough night.”

You imitated drinking a shot with your hand before pulling a small container of medicine out of your bag. You popped two pills into your mouth, downing them with a swig of coffee. 

“That should help,” you said, easing Junmyeon’s nerves.

“Good, I don’t like seeing you in pain.”

~

You and Junmyeon talked for another hour or two before your phone started blowing up with text messages from Amber and a number you didn’t know. 

“If you need to take care of those texts-”

“No, it’s nothing important,” you threw your phone in your bag, “Plus I’d much rather talk to you right now.”

A small blush appeared on his face, slightly hidden by his glasses. He looked away from you and took another sip of his coffee. You smiled, watching his cute flustered behavior. He was just so cute and nerdy, which was a lot different from the guys you were used to. It was definitely a welcomed change though.  

“You said you like to party a lot,” Junmyeon spoke, “Why do you party a lot? You don’t seem to enjoy yourself.”

You were taken aback by the question, seeing as you never really thought about why you go party. You just do. 

“I don’t know. I mean I do enjoy myself sometimes but I guess I use it as a...distraction?” 

“Distraction from what?”

“Everything else,” you chuckled, “School and personal things get stressful sometimes. Its fun to just not worry about anything else and have a good time.”

Junmyeon hummed in response. You could tell he was thinking about something. His eyes scanned over your face. After a moment, he spoke up.

“If you ever need to talk, I’m always here. I don’t mind listening to you rant or whatever.”

His hand gently touched yours. You could tell he was a bit apprehensive touching you but he did it anyway. His fingertips set your skin afire, even if he was only touching your hand. 

“T-thank you,” you managed to whisper.

“Anything to help you out,” he smiled sincerely 

~

Eventually, you both had to leave. You hugged Junmyeon as you left the cafe. I was a bit of an awkward hug, Junmyeon keeping a bit of distance between you, but you still liked it. You took the time to get home to see what Amber was frantically texting you about. Before you could see what Amber wanted, a different text from an unknown number caught your eye. 

- Hey Y/N its Jaehyun

[exhoe-imagines]

again: ad astra || prologue

series warnings → soulmate!au, reincarnation!au, major character death (gore, blood, violence), heavy angst, war, imperialism, religious themes, drug/alcohol use, gangs, toxic relationships, smut/suggestive themes, etc. (specific warnings will be available per chapter!)

pairing → exo ot12 x reader

summary ↴

"our lives may not have fit together, but oh did our souls know how to dance..." - k. towne jr

throughout every lifetime you've met him -- in all his different forms. you've gone through every challenge possible with him, but when you both push against the universe's wishes, you start to realize what being alone truly feels like.

video trailer ↴