#grumpy x sunshine scenario

[ikeuki]

mama a riki behind you ! / 니키

( pairing ) nishimura riki x fem!reader ✶ grumpy x sunshine ; fluff — ( wordcount ) 811

ᯓ★ ikeuki’s note. fake emo alert ‼️ we all saw you giggling through the mirror… // this is my first post teehee ; i will post a proper introduction later on !!

synopsis. riki is so over today—picture day. he encounters someone who he thinks will only make it worse, but surprisingly makes it better?

picture day.

the most useless day, riki liked to call it. he would’ve ditched today but his friends agreed to just take the pictures in the morning and skip afterwards. now he was stuck, standing in this stupidly long line for a two second picture that would be going nowhere except the yearbook. if only he could prevent that from happening too.

riki just slouched against the gym wall, counting the minutes in his head before the period was over. the gym was filled with mindless chatter and camera shutters from every corner.

with common last names, all his friends texted him that they finished hours ago. they had already jumped the school fences and we’re hanging out, leaving riki to be stuck in this humid gym alone.

alas, he closed his eyes in an attempt to at least catch a couple minutes of sleep in these boring moments.

click. clack. click.

his eyes shot open. ‘what the hell is that sound?’ he thought to himself and searched for the maker of the sound.

he looked straight ahead to see you continuously tapping your shoe while holding a compact mirror. you applied a thin layer of lip gloss while trying to arrange your delicate curls in the perfect formation.

riki watched from behind as you panicked when a single strand went the other way. you then pulled out a comb and started fixing your part in a hurry as if this line wasn’t going to take another two hours.

then you began practicing smiles—a toothy grin, no teeth, eye smile, and so on! riki couldn’t help but laugh a little when he saw how seriously you were taking this.

he could tell you worked extra hard this morning to look your absolute best. even though he didn’t really know why you would for a school picture?

he had spotted you around school before, your sweet vanilla scent catching his attention when you walked past him. your curls bounced when you practically skipped to class, clutching your pastel notebooks to your chest and that charming smile you always had when talking and laughing to your friends.

wait. why did riki know that? he shouldn’t didn’t care about some random girl in his grade that smelled like sweet syrup!

nope! it’s just the sleep deprivation.

while posing into your small mirror, you caught the glare of riki, locking eyes through the compact. embarrassed, you shut the mirror and shoved it into your pocket. you refused to look behind you and kept your eyes on some random girl’s head in front of you.

you knew riki. more like you knew of him.

he always hung out with such a questionable collection of people—lee heeseung, park jongseong, park sunghoon, and sim jaeyun. always getting caught ditching class or smoking behind the bleachers. you knew better to steer clear of any of their ways. they weren’t even at school half of the time. spending it all in detentions if they decided to come once in a while.

but weirdly enough, you had a soft spot for riki.

only because you remembered him in elementary school, when he was a smaller, sweeter kid who was known as a ‘dance prodigy.’ your friend had attended the same dance studio as him, so you would always see him when visiting to watch your friend.

you had admired his skill and confidence back then, even developing a small crush on the boy.

but your dreams were soon crushed when you overheard him liking some girl in his dance class. therefore, you hadn’t interacted with him since, only a few lingering glances of acknowledging each others’ presences but avoiding anything more.

you think it may because you’re the only person that remembers him from childhood and who he truly is.

but you could just be thinking too much into it.

luckily, your name was called the next second and you quickly walk away from that awkward interaction. you sighed, fixing your hair for one last time and trying a couple more smiles.

“just smile like you always do.” riki whispered as he walked past you towards the exit.

your body tensed up as his shoulder brushed past yours and he turned slightly to look at you one last time before leaving the gym.

for a second, you thought you were imagining him saying anything but knew you were not hallucinating when he looked back. you stood there thinking of what he meant by ‘always do’ before the photographer snapped you out of your trance.

“ms. y/l/n, please sit in the chair.”

hurriedly, you sat on the little black stool and aligned your feet with the markers taped on the gym floor. you moved a couple strands to frame your face how you wanted it and looked straight at the camera.

“okay…now smile.”

and you did. like you always do.

[youneedsomeprompts]

~ BLACK CAT X GOLDEN RETRIEVER ENERGY ~ OTP PROMPTS

requested by: @moondrop-gummies request: Can you do grumpy sunshine where she’s the grumpy but doesn’t believe she can be loved and he’s the sunshine who treats her like she’s the best thing in his life and they’re roommates? Thank you in advance! 🎀

Feel free to use and reblog!

Part 1: ~ GRUMPY X SUNSHINE ~ PROMPTS

grumpy being unable to accept anything kind that sunshine tries to do for them

sunshine just admiring anything grumpy does

sunshine staying at home despite being invited elsewhere just to spend more time with grumpy

sunshine doing the things around the house that grumpy dreads doing

grumpy being snarky about the nice things sunshine does but they both know grumpy is actually enjoying them

sunshine having endless patience with grumpy because they know/hope that they'll come around eventually

sunshine making sure to tell grumpy that they deserve the world

grumpy warming up to sunshine and being in a bright mood in sunshine's company

grumpy being patient with sunshine and listening to their long, colourful stories but that's the least they can do when sunshine does everything for them

grumpy's love language is telling sunshine that they deserve more (than grumpy could ever give them)

sunshine's love language is showering grumpy with affection until grumpy snaps

grumpy trying to push sunshine away to guard themselves from developing serious feelings

grumpy hyping sunshine up when they find out that sunshine has a crush, not knowing that it's them

^ and immediately changing course when they find out (because sunshine shouldn't throw their love away on someone as undeserving as grumpy)

sunshine not paying any mind to grumpy's self-depricating rants and just keeping up their high level of affection and warmth

grumpy being able to let their guard down and accept the love because of sunshine's unconditional and unwavering support

grumpy 'you're an idiot to choose me' & sunshine 'I would be that idiot in any universe and you love it'

grumpy being seriously worried about sunshine having developed feelings for grumpy ("you can't be sane. you should see a doctor.")

grumpy being the biggest sunshine stan but they adore them too much to be willing to expose them to the madness that means grumpy

sunshine doing everything with grumpy that want but nothing more and nothing less because they know how important it is to respect grumpy's boundaries

[me-writes-prompts]

-:Grumpy x sunshine dialogues & scenarios:-

(Honestly, just give me all the angst and the fluff. 1, 4, 7, 9, YESSSS, Tag me! :)

By @me-writes-prompts

Giving each other small smiles across the room.

Staring at the other, and then glancing away when they get caught.

Cute gifts as apologies after their 'silly' fights.

Repeatedly saying 'I love you' until the other one melts, and gives them a kiss.

Making heart eyes when the other is giving their best at something/ or even just talking in general (jslfhsljfs LOVEEEE)

"You're so cute when you try to keep a straight face even though you're obviously blushing."

"Don't be stubborn now, give me my goodbye kiss."

^^"Pretty please?"

Getting all shy from back-hugs or any type of touches

Grumbling for the other one to stop giving them too many kisses in front of everyone, but inevitably wanting more.

"You have a warm smile, makes me want to keep the world from seeing it." (AHHHHH!!!!)

"Did you steal my favorite hoodie again?" "Yeah. Not giving it back to you, it's my favorite now. Hehehe."

^^Acting mad but letting them get their way.

[moonstruckme]

have a bonfire - send a character + a trope (one bed, fake dating, etc.) and I’ll write a drabble

hm what about remus lupin + sunshine x grumpy !! in which he is the grumpy ofc 🙌

Thanks for requesting angel!! Luv u <3

cw: mention of alcohol

Remus Lupin x sunshine!reader ♡ 653 words

Remus is reading his book more out of spite than interest. You’ve gone to get drinks with Sirius, removing yourself from his lap, which has put him in a worse mood than anything else all night, even the loud neighbors Sirius has invited over or the relentless congeniality that makes you incapable of not chatting up anyone who comes too close. 

When you come back you’ve brought James with you, and Remus relaxes as you situate yourself back on his lap, passing him a drink and letting him settle his free hand on your hip. He’s not sure how it happened, but Remus has found that he feels significantly better when he always has a hand on you. 

“Moony,” James greets him with a full-wattage smile, “you’re looking positively surly this evening.” 

“Her fault,” he replies, making you laugh and peck him on the cheek with your booze-sticky lips. 

“Right, of course.” James takes a sip of his own drink, sharing a look with Sirius. “Your bird’s a real menace, it’s just like her to bring down a mood.” 

“He’s just grouchy because I made him come tonight.” Your tone is teasing but there’s not a lick of real acrimony in it, and you grin when Remus squeezes your hip warningly. “But Rem, listen, it was totally worth it!” You seem to forget James and Sirius, your attention focussing solely on him. You have this way of making Remus feel like he’s standing in a pool of sunlight when you do this, looking at him all warm and bright and extra special. “You remember how I said Frank and Alice were going to get together in the next two weeks?” 

He hums in affirmation. 

“Well, guess who Sirius and I just saw making out in the kitchen?” 

Intrigue sparks in his chest, and Remus feels his brows lift. “Really?”

“Yes!” You’re thrumming with excitement, eyes gone all heart-shaped. “They’re so perfect for each other, I knew it would happen!” 

He rubs your hip tranquilizingly before you can wind yourself up to go congratulate the happy couple or spread the news or anything else that would take you away from him. “You called it, dove.” A pause. “Does this mean we can go now?” 

Your eyes crinkle, and Remus sighs as you kiss the bridge of his nose, dropping his head onto your shoulder. “We’ve only been here an hour,” you say into his hair, “but we’ll go soon, I promise. I’ll make that nighttime tea you like, and we’ll have a nice, long cuddle before bed.” 

You’re so good to him it’s impossible to truly deny you anything, but Remus turns his head to nip at the skin of your neck anyway. No one can see his smile when you squeal and clutch at his shoulders, giggling. 

“I’m offended you want to leave so badly, Moony,” says Sirius. “What’s so awful about my party?” 

Remus sits up, prepared to give him an extensive list, but you peck your boyfriend sweetly on the lips, pacifying him. 

“Nothing,” you tell Sirius, directing your smile his way. An irrational sort of jealousy rears its head in Remus’ chest. “It’s a great party! Your new neighbors are awesome, by the way.” Remus knows you really mean it, despite how those neighbors came in, drank half the liquor, and have yet to lower their voices since it entered their systems. You’re infinitely kinder than he is. “They’re so funny! I’m sure it’ll be a riot living next to them.” 

“Thank you, gorgeous,” Sirius says with a pointed look to Remus. “I really like them too, I’ll probably invite them to everything from now on.” 

Remus groans and hides his face in your chest, your body rumbling underneath him as you laugh. He feels your lips press to his hair. “Sorry, handsome,” you whisper. “I’ll make sure you never have to talk to them, yeah? I’m an excellent buffer.”

[cutehoons02]

I’m in love an idiot

*pairing: Jay Mercedes Driver x Shy fashion student

*trope: Grumpy for Sunshine

Speed or Love series

*tags: humor, speeding, shy girl but with a nice character, mocked, Jay is as much ossesed by her, good girl, first win for Jay, first kiss, daughter of the engineer of Jay’s track, Y/n is off limits, kiss, jealousy, hugs, Y/n doesn't like physical contact that much instead Jay is the opposite of her he would hug everyone, Jay is really a green flag

* synopsis: Opening a brand of clothes has always been the dream of Y/ n but to be successful and make more people know his best friend came the idea of being able to ask for help the most beautiful driver of the circuit that who has more brands at its feet. Y/n doesn’t tolerate Jay’s presence because he is the exact opposite of her: full of friends, extrovert, has all the famous girls at his feet among influencers and models. Y/n will ask Jay for help but you know everyone wants something in return and what Jay wants is to be his first in everything, but what will Jay mean?

*songs: Me gustas, Smooth Operator, Style, Mònaco

if you like i would write a second part

* word count: 6k (Tell me if you like this kind of stories:) comments are appreciated

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The male sketch in front of you was your nightmare and also Park Jongseong or just Jay, the rising star of the Mercedes stable, the diva of the paddock with his smile and her manner of doing gentlemanly with any person with the difference that with women she flirted from morning to evening and could be girls of 20 years to women bored by their husbands immersed in the various clubs of F1 of 40 years, was the most beautiful driver of the paddock and for your misfortune, it was not you to think. Still, the whole circle, all the fans who had voted in a poll with more than 50 million votes, and every year that passed more brands demanded the name of Jay from Prada, Calvin Klein, Pomellato, etc and to your bad luck, you were the daughter of his engineer and heard about him 24 hours on 24. Your dad loved Jay, the Mercedes had him at age 14, and with the help of various sponsors but also with the results he brought home in F3 and with the victory of the championship of F2 he spent a year as third driver for the team and this year was his first year under the silver star of Mercedes and the whole team could not be more satisfied with the results he had brought.

You looked at the sketch before your eyes and puffed, besides the window, you could see the skyline of Barceloneta and with that view, you should have felt relaxed and had some inspiration but instead in your head there was a cosmic nothingness only the sentence that had told you a few hours before Jay in the car, you were studying fashion and your brand was struggling to emerge so your best friend with whom you had created the brand had the brilliant idea that you could even think of asking Jay for help, but you immediately said no, you had hardly talked with Jay since the beginning of the season and you had been to some great prizes so how could you ask for help from one of the most famous, noisy, exuberant people in the paddock for the growth of your brand? Besides, you were too shy and didn’t give any good vibes to that guy with all those different girls around him every weekend, in the box every weekend there was some model or influencer who worked with Prada and he seemed not to notice your presence even if you were his engineer’s daughter, he had said hello three or four times and in these few meetings he never even smiled at you; but everything changed the night before when you met Jay for the first time alone without any other friends, drivers or famous people around.

You were waiting for your dad’s car to leave the circuit. In addition to some travel bags that you had in your father’s hand, you also had your notebook with various sketches for your brand and some colors with which you had done tests to see what shade was better for the graphics you had created for the shirts and sweatshirts that you wanted to design and produce in the future, you heard a light whistle and watched Jay approach the parking lot where all the drivers had their cars, with his blonde half platinum hair with small pink hues, they highlighted, even more, the slightly honey-colored skin and also the small birthmark that had in the neck shaped like a butterfly/ heart seemed to stand out more thanks to the color of his hair.

A shy smile formed on your lips because to be an F1 driver you imagined him dressed a little all tacky instead he wore All-Star at the rate consumed, of the slightly elegant black trousers and a light pink cardigan that unintentionally matched her hair color, held a giant Prada bag with the Mercedes logo in the other hand his inseparable guitar, had this fixation in the play before going down the track and surely it was his lucky while putting in the car all his equipment turned to your side and looked at you for a second and then returned to rearrange the trunk of his sports car, you didn’t expect to have a conversation with him but even a simple hand gesture would have been nice on his part, you took your phone and wanted to disappear from that embarrassing scene instantly but you heard a voice talking.

"Sweetheart don’t tell me you’re waiting for your dad because he’s still doing the briefing with the other engineers and it definitely won’t be over in an hour, it’s better if you call yourself a company car of the Mercedes otherwise in the hotel will not arrive before 22 with the traffic that there is to get to Barceloneta" You raised your eyes, god why did he have to call you sweet? He knew clearly what you called, and tried to call your dad’s driver a couple of times but did not answer. A light laugh came out of the American boy before he started his sports car, you heard the roar of the engine and put you slightly away from that car before it hit you with a reverse. When Jay got out of the way he had the engine rumbling and a slight smell of gasoline crept into the air, you saw Jay lean back and open the passenger door and wave to you with his hand to come in, "Sweetheart you can trust me not bite, we are also the same age and i can promise that i don't intend to touch or touch with a finger even because you’re the daughter of my engineer i don't want to be under the ground before winning a world championship with Mercedes! So don’t be difficult and let me take you to the hotel while we’re in the same building." You still looked as if someone came from the circuit but besides other workers of other teams, there was nobody so you put your dad’s bags behind the trunk and sat with your notebook and your colors in Jay’s sports car and maybe it was a bad choice because in Within seconds you found yourself with your hands holding the seat firmly for the high speed in which it had started.

"Are you out of your mind? We’re on a normal road not in an F1 track idiot, you said that you do not want to die before winning a world championship with the Mercedes but if you run like this sooner or later you’ll crash. Lower that speed otherwise..." You heard Jay laugh and watch you as he was speeding down the highway towards Barcelona "Otherwise what Y/n? You throw yourself from the car at almost 200 kilometers per hour, I know that if intelligent you never would do it" You saw Jay watching you while he was running at that speed and you slapped him in the arm "Park Jongseong looked at the road instead of looking at me, Before I die I seriously want to graduate, give my first kiss, open my brand and" before you go ahead with the list of things that you wanted to do before dying felt the car lose speed and finally go at a speed appropriate for the road code.

"Wait, give your first kiss? open a brand? what are you talking about? Didn’t i think my engineer’s shy little daughter could be so interesting, sweetheart why have we never talked before today?"

What were you into? You never talked so much with people especially if this person was of the opposite sex, you were always shy with people and did not talk to males

"Uhm maybe because you’re too busy with all those celebrities that you have around every weekend in the paddock or your box" you lowered your voice slightly because you didn’t want to be cynical or disagreeable with Jay but you were never talkative, you preferred to listen to people or even better to be alone.

"Sweetie doesn’t tell me you’re jealous of me, i know personally 1% of the famous people who come to my box during the weekends but tell me more about this brand and how you never gave your first kiss" You felt the look of Jay and felt a slight sense of anxiety "There is nothing to say,i never gave my first kiss to anyone, in practice there was never the opportunity or maybe even if but if i have to kiss someone i must feel comfortable and the other person must like me."

"Sweetie you’re making fun of me, it’s impossible that no guy has kissed you before, look at you have nice wavy hair/ curly, light eyes, you can see that you have a beautiful physique even just wearing a t-shirt and short shorts and not to mention that third abundant you have of the breast" A slight redness crept into your cheeks and put your arms crossed under your breast, as he knew that you had an abundant third? Of course, she’s seen who knows how many nude models in her bed.

"I’m serious Jay" you saw him nodding and with a hand taken from your notebook a sheet with a small sketch of a model with a sweater with a slightly modern but original print take the cherry blossoms and under the design it was written China gp and Japan Gp, a slight whistle came out of Jay’s lips and looked at you while you were standing at traffic lights "Sweetie didn’t think you were so good at drawing, can i see more of them please?" anguish and showed small sketches of a dress slightly elegant but practical its blue tones with small white beads that took the white foam of the sea and the various shades of blue of the seas that you could see in Cotè Azur with underwritten Monaco Gp.

"Do you like them? I know you model for super famous brands and with designers with a lot of years behind in the fashion world but I would like to know your opinion" Jay looked at you surprised, there was no one to judge your sketches but they were all wonderful "Sweetheart if i made a dress like that even if i was a man i would wear it, you can already understand that i like them, i didn’t know you were so good at drawing." A shy smile made its way into your face but you remembered that it could also tell you to make you feel slightly special and then talk about how much your drawings sucked, Part of you was thinking about what your best friend said but on the other side you were seriously afraid to hear a no. You looked at yourself a couple of times Jay and at the same time the minutes that were decreasing to get to the hotel "I’d like to ask you something, you’re free to tell me that you don’t care or you don’t have time and i’ll understand why you’re a pilot in the first place" Jay looked at you intrigued "Tell me everything sweetie as long as it’s legal you can ask me anything"

"My best friend and i, have had this little brand for a couple of months but we lack that extra thing that helps us to be more "appetizing to the public", especially to a young consumer and our age, we have a decent number of followers on ig and also on tik tok but we would like to make us known to as many people as possible" You stopped to talk because Jay didn’t give you more glances and maybe he felt exploited in that situation "So are you asking me Park Jongseong to model or advertise for you? You know i have a team that rejects brands much more famous than yours and with which i could make even more money to race in F1?"

"I knew it was a crazy thing to ask you i told her, i didn’t think of this idea, you wouldn’t have come to mind and let it go." You saw Jay bite his lips slightly and pass his hands in the tuft and felt a slightly increase speed below you

"What will you give me in return if I accept your proposal?" You saw the hands exceed 200 kilometers per hour and the heart beat too fast for your standards

"Anything legal, if you want tomorrow i can show you a sketch that I did with a male mannequin" the hands were still at 200 kilometers an hour and you knew he had not finished asking you what he wanted.

"I want a sketch with my sweet face not with a mannequin without emotions, tomorrow let me find the sketch in the box and i’ll think about it"annuities but the speed had always remained the same "Idiot if you have nothing else to ask me, lower that speed, my dad will kill you with his own hands if i hurt."

"When you are with me, no harm will ever happen to you, and stop calling me an idiot, they have not taught you to respect people older than you and if you need me you should behave well!"

"You’re four months older than me Jay not five years, tell me what you want in return, and lower the speed please"

"I’d like to be your first in everything Y/n".

The light colors of dawn were disappearing to the horizon and the sketch you had done for Jay was now finished, you thought to make him an outfit inspired by America and the 80/90 years to enter the paddock during the gp in his state of origin. A baseball hat with a little teddy bear a small guitar and the colors of his favorite Seattle baseball team, the same was in the sweatshirt but in the back, you had written "Love your fav F1 diva" and the jeans were slightly washed out color and always with small reminders of the colors of his favorite team and behind you could attach a pin with a small panicle symbol that he used also in the helmet in honor of his favorite food. You thought it was an original idea but until i gave the sketches to his PR you were not happy, there was a beautiful day in Barcelona and soon would start qualifying; you were sitting on the terrace that was on the track, and under you were the two Mercedes drivers who were going down the track, your best friend could not be at that gp so you started to get bored but when you saw that Jay could fight seriously for the first positions you carefully looked at all the times he made and with each lap he got better and better, You saw your dad focused on giving telemetry with the data of the other pilots to Jay where he could improve.

Between the interval of Q2 and Q3, your dad saw you and greeted you and gave you a thumbs up, smiles and a slight anxiety grew in you, Jay had not made any poles until now but managed to have some podiums in his portfolio from a P2 driver in Australia, P3 in China in practice he lacked the first victory and maybe more speed in qualifying, everyone in the paddock began to wonder when he would unlock as well to make perfect laps in qualifying but people did not think that before there was also Park Sunghoon, "Ice Prince" of F1, Jay and, Sunghoon were basically best friends but Sunghoon had the fastest car on the grid and was also the fastest driver on track since the beginning of the season, so when you saw Sunghoon P1, Jake P2, and Jay P3 you weren’t so surprised by the result. Jay was stronger in the race step than in the qualifying but slowly with the months you were sure that he would also start to make Pole Positions for Mercedes.

Jay had not had more occasion to speak with you or only to see you but after the race in the private plane that they had bought him, Hoon, Jake and Heeseung was looking at the sketches that you had made and had been designed for gp in America at his house, were designed for a street style that he loved to wear especially when he was in America and smiled when he saw the small detail of the pin in the shape of corn.

"Who did these sketches for you, Jay? Don’t tell me you’re denying another brand to be part of your circle because you could make me some extra money" Jake laid down in his folding seat and sipped his iced cola while looking at the various sketches

"You would have the same sponsors if I did not fuck during the race gp and not only Jake, when you start to give yourself a fix with the dramas and with various gossip that go out with I don’t know how many different girls a week you will receive also brands that want you as a model" Sunghoon and Heeseung laughed as they watched Jake lift his eyes and put on headphones.

Jay took his phone and searched for Y/n’s name on ig and saw that he had a private profile on ig so asked her for friendship, who the hell used to still have a private profile on ig in 2024? Waited a couple of minutes but no notification that Y/n was coming in his mobile until he landed in Nice to head home to prepare for the GP of Montecarlo who saw you had accepted his request and that you had followed him. Well, at least you dared to follow him.

Parkjong02: hello sweetie, i saw the sketches and i like but there would be some changes that i would make, you want to meet us on Wednesday in front of the port so we go for a coffee and i’ll show you what i’d like in the sweatshirt

Y/n: please call me Y/n and not sweetness

Y/n: I land on Thursday in Monte Carlo so before Thursday we can’t see each other

Parkjong02: what do you mean you land on Thursday? Don’t tell me that it’s an excuse not to see me alone with me! I know you live in Montecarlo with your dad

Y/n: I live with my dad in Monte Carlo but i study fashion in Paris and i can’t miss classes because the famous Park Jongseong requires my presence on Wednesday in Monte Carlo

Parkjong02: ops i didn’t know you had compulsory frequencies, i saw you in the boxes in Australia and China so i thought you didn’t have them

Y/n: this week we have to present a project is why i have to stay in Paris but if you want we can meet Thursday after the interviews for the media with my best friend so she also see what changes you would like to do and you can tell us seriously what you want in return. You know we can’t offer you a high budget if you agree to collaborate with our brand we could do anything.

Parkjong02: you already know what i want in return:)

Y/n: Even under torture you would not be my first kiss, change request

Parkjong02: Want to make a little wager?

Y/n: nope

Parkjong02: you’re so boring;(

Y/n: What is the subject?

Parkjong02: mmm by chance i signed the contract with you in Montecarlo and that i make my first pole in F1 and win the first race of my career in Montecarlo would give me the honor of being your first kiss?

Y/n: you know that it is very unlikely that you will make the Pole in a circuit like Monte Carlo if you always started under the P3

Parkjong02: so you’ll take the loan?

Y/n: we shall see

On Thursday afternoon you were inside the motorhome of the Mercedes with your best friend and you were slightly biting your nails for anxiety, what if she didn’t accept? What if he accepted but wanted more money than you could give him? and if he accepted but would seriously want to have as reward kissing you? He had never looked at you or watched from the beginning of the season because he ever wanted to be the one to give your first kiss? All these questions were driven out of your mind when you saw Jay enter in his half-unlaced suit to reveal the super tight white Mercedes jersey where he stood out his chest muscles and also his biceps, He was certainly one of the most beautiful guys i had seen with his beauty as particular. When he saw you he left his PR and headed to the small table where you and your best friend had laid down the various sketches.

"Good morning ladies, sorry for the slight delay but i had to linger more while doing the track walk in some sections of the track because i would like to make my first Pole Position in this beautiful circuit and win the race" look you badly Jay, God was seriously serious with that message he had sent you or was he teasing you?

"Don’t worry, Jay, we’re so happy to have you here to see our project even for 5 minutes with all your commitments. Me and Y/n opened this small brand in early January and is experiencing success, especially among F1 fans we thought to involve you drivers, but here is someone who in all these years has not made who knows so much friendship with you drivers of the new generation!" a slight push from your best friend made you wake up from the small state of trance in which you were finished, the only one you could count on as a friend was Jungwon but it did not have all the following that Jay had in social.

"Um, yeah, we’re really glad you’re here, Jay. You’ve already seen the sketches but I wanted to show them live and say what you would like to fix" Jay stared at you carefully and a slight smile formed in his lips, he saw how much i was against this meeting and you had always been attached to your best as if it had a weapon with which to protect you from him.

"I like the style a little vintage that you recalled, also the details on the colors of my team are beautiful but the sweatshirt would make it slightly over, in the back the writing i would like it with silver and black pallets to recall the colors of Mercedes and at the end, it would be nice to produce pins to attach in jeans that panicle is beautiful but i would prefer a pin with a small black guitar and silver that is my symbol that i always put in my helmet"

"Of course anything, we will show you if you want the next week the various prototypes of sweatshirts that we already have in stock.

"For the sponsorship speech how much would you like as a starting figure?, you know we are novice students and we do not have a super high budget but if i would make us public and also as a model we will make sure that the content will go well and also sales" Your best friend was great at making people understand what they wanted and seemed to be convincing even Jay.

"I don’t need your money, put it away for your dreams you want to build with this brand, i do nothing for free but this could be the first time for me too, or maybe there is something i would like but maybe i will only have with the win and the pole of Montecarlo, i say hello girls it was a pleasure to do business with you for your next months i will be your model so we’ll see each other more often around" Jay gave you a wink and ran out of the motorhome.

"What did he mean by the win and the Pole of Monte Carlo, are you hiding something from me, miss?"

"I’m not hiding anything from you because it’s extremely unlikely to see Pole on this track if his best result was P3 and we know how important it is to start first on this track"

The unlikely things in life could happen but how many chances were there that both in Q3 and Q2 Jay had placed first, It was missing to name the top 10 drivers as well as the top 5 rows of Monte Carlo and you were dying from anxiety both because you wanted to see your dad’s team win but also because if Jay had done Pole Position there would be too many chances for a victory tomorrow in Monte Carlo.

"The American driver is doing one last lap to warm up his tires before he launches to see if he can compete for his first pole of his career, It would be absurd to see him do Pole in Montecarlo because he always missed that swivel of speed in previous qualifying but in a couple of minutes we will find out if he or another driver will do it."

You heard the reporter talking aloud and all the people inside the box Mercedes were still to see in the maxi screens all telemetry Jay threw himself through the narrow streets of the iconic Montecarlo in the first sector he had improved a couple of tenths of his best time that he had done in Q2, watch the graphics of the times become all fuchsia (when a driver makes the best time in a certain sector of the track he illuminate fuchsia his time) your heart was beating wild because it seemed to touch all the walls with his car to make the best time and at the last curve saw other fuchsia come out of the graphics and when he passed the finish line had given 350 tenths to the second driver and was Pole Position for Park Jongseon.

The whole box was celebrating and your dad slipped out of the Mercedes' small wall and came towards you "Come with us to celebrate Y/n, i can’t believe that this crazy guy made his first pole in one of the most difficult circuits of the season, i knew when he came to his first pole was iconic but i never expected it in Montecarlo" You embraced your dad and saw all the joy he was trying to have as his pilot Jay

"I’m so happy for Jay, for you and the whole team you deserve after all the years of hard work you’ve had to face." You walked with your dad to the barricades where stopped in the first place the car was black and silver and saw Jay come out of the cabin and run to hug his mechanics and your dad, Your dad hugged him and even gave him a kiss in the helmet and immediately took his phone from his social media manager to take a picture with all the people who cheered him. He had received many criticisms because he had missed from the beginning of the season many qualifications but maybe Monte Carlo had changed something in him or maybe he felt more comfortable with the car, When he took off his helmet his gaze passed over you and made the sign with a finger 1 and then with a check to let you understand that something had completed it and that was missing victory to steal your first kiss.

A heavy rain was covering the whole state of Monte Carlo and the light wind was swaying hundreds of boats docked in the port of the Principality to enjoy closely the race and cars, this rain gave Jay even more chance to win because for almost 20 laps had in front of the Safaty Car (the Safaty Car comes out during an accident or when the track conditions are not quite optimal strong rain/ fog etc), the race direction had given the go away to the Safety Car and so started at the 21st the gp we are some overtakes but at gp, the first 2/3 who started from the first positions had good chances of winning and Jay knew that if he did not make nonsense or if the wall box He would have done everything perfectly could take home the first victory of his life.

"Jay the wheels of the car are all 4 in perfect condition, the rhythm is going well and if you see Sunghoon approaching you do not get anxious because in a couple of turns the rain will fall even stronger so it won’t fuck especially if he’s fighting for the world"

"Thanks for giving me the information about the precipitation, if i see that it comes a little too close i can push a bit more"

"No Jay, not pushing the track is very slippery and you could lose your car, take home this victory thanks to your talent shown yesterday in pole."

"Copy", he and Y/n’s dad had always had a beautiful relationship both when he was in F2 and now and trusted him 100% as if he were his guardian angel, Sunghoon was always close but he didn’t seem to want to risk too much and when the rain started falling stronger they all started to slow down, you could see little inside the cabin and a slight anxiety began to grow.

"Jay your times are going well, can you see us well or we must communicate to the race direction? Many pilots are complaining about the poor visibility"

"You can’t see a fucking thing, I’m practically shitting myself and maybe I’ve seriously pissed myself but i want to win this race at all costs."

Inside the box the mechanics started laughing at the jokes in World Vision, you and your best friend had headphones to listen to the various communications and both of you were laughing, you already knew that would become a meme on that radio team.

There were still 5 laps to go and without noticing you shook hands with your best friend and saw all the mechanics praying but at the same time started preparing the sign with P1 JAY written to put it out on the last lap so Jay could read that he had won the competition.

Your dad left the box wall and ran under the flood to see Jay first arrive and the same thing you did, your best friend and everyone else in the box, small tears began to run down your dad’s face when he saw Jay get out of the car, He threw himself into the crowd and they began to jump him lying down in all the arms that held him and after a few minutes he even went to hug his parents and apologized to the journalist for the delay.

He had all wet hair and also the suit but it was nice to see him so happy and with his cheeks slightly reddened from the sweat but also for all that affection he was receiving from all the people who had seen him grow up.

A mountain of splashes mixed with rain fell under the podium of Monte Carlo, Jay was seventh heaven to share his first victory with the trio of 02z he, Hoon, and Jake had grown together and did not believe that he still won thanks to that incredible lap yesterday.

"How are you gonna celebrate tonight, Jay? There you have to pay everyone a dinner in some luxury restaurant by the sea of Montecarlo you lost the beat, what I told you that before the summer break you won a race, you must believe more in yourself from this point of view" Hoon hugged Jay before they went to do the last interviews for various television stations.

Inside the box everyone sang and danced to Smooth Operator the iconic song of Sade that Jay had made singing to his first F3 victory, there was an air of serenity and joy but Jay had been looking for half an hour now Y/n and was seriously afraid that she had gone.

ParkJong02: Did you enjoy the race?

Y/n: You were great me and my best friend I held hands for the anxiety of bad weather but also because every lap that passed you could always slowly get away from Red Bull

a slight moan came out of Jay’s lips, because he was so happy to be able to talk also via message with Y/n, she was the daughter of his engineer could not see her in any other way but when he wanted something he wanted at all costs to have it

ParkJong02: Will you be at the Twiga with your best friend this evening? There will also be other drivers including Jungwon

Y/n: Uhm ok, what time do you go?

ParkJong02: I think by 10:00 p.m., will you come?

Y/n: someone must redeem his "prize"

When Jay read that message his cheeks turned slightly red but at the same time he bothered him because he did not want to force Y/n to kiss him, but who would not want to kiss him? had a list of models or influencers who invited him to a dozen parties organized in the French Riviera but he had only the lips of Y/ n in mind since he had discovered that he had never given anyone his first kiss a sense of protection and perhaps protective possession had grown in him.

The music was booming in the club in front of the port and the privy there were all the drivers of the new generation who were celebrating Jay’s victory, with gold there was the PR of Jake and another girl that you had already seen working for Red Bull, Jay noticed you with your best friend and signaled you to go to the side where they were near the water.

"I didn’t think you’d come sweeter, these idiots you know all of them instead they’re ___ Jake’s PR and ____ the Social Media Manager of Red Bull, order whatever you want." You saw him go to the balcony and say hello to some celebrities and I put you close to your best friend and Jungwon, he and your best friend didn’t get along so much so every time you had to be careful that they didn’t kill each other.

"Calm down in two minutes she will come back and be with you all the time Y/n, had to tell your dad that you were under his protection from any pilots or guys who tried to hit on you" Jake started laughing taking his beer to his lips and gave you a friendly wink.

"I don’t need his protection if he’s the first one who wants to break the rule" Hoon made a little whistle "He said you were slightly shy with people Y/n, instead I know you know your stuff" Sunghoon looked at you carefully and turned his gaze away from her angelic but emotionless face.

Jay approached the group and smiled at you, Jungwon, and with the PR of Jake who complained about how much he made her regret but your eyes were always almost always attracted by Jay god because he was so attractive but still beautiful without doing anything. After a few more minutes he approached you and a colony that smelled of sandalwood and citrus invaded you.

"It seems that improbable things happen in life or maybe it is destiny that is telling us something Y/n" Jay’s face was too close for your taste and when he whispered to you you felt a slight anxiety grow in you but also little shivers.

"Guess fate is on me if i have to give my first kiss to a jerk like you who was almost killing himself in qualifying just to make the fastest time for pole."

"Well, it was worth the risk so much if i could collect my first win in F1 and maybe even a kiss from you Y/n" felt a big hand lean into yours and Jay took you out of the club and started walking near the port. " You said that if you want to kiss a guy you have to feel comfortable Y/n?" You looked and watched as the moon illuminated the beach expanse before you, Jay’s hand was perfectly intertwined with yours and you pulled your hair out for anxiety until you arrived in front of the beach and Jay sat you on the wall that supported the porch to go down to the beach.

You felt Jay’s hand caress your cheek and carry behind your ear a rebellious lock, his look never came off your face but he never looked at your lips and this thing made you crazy, he had said that he wanted, Instead your gaze was always lower than his and you looked at his lips slightly fleshy and as some slightly blonde and pink tufts fell on his face.

"I see how you’re looking at me Y/n and I’m so happy that this look is only for me and no other idiot who would take advantage of you."

"I’m not looking at you in any particular way, Jay, i’m just seeing how the light reflection of the moon is making your skin stand out and even your colored hair, don’t get your head but you look good with this color You’re better blonde than your natural color" a light whistle came out from the lips of Jay and you felt his hand touch slightly the lower part of your back and approach you.

"Y/n has seriously made me a compliment this is new to me, where did the shy girl who talks about you in the box?"

"Maybe she’s feeling slightly comfortable and never thought she would be with an idiot who risks dying or having accidents every weekend at 300 miles per hour" Jay smiled at you and got dangerously close to you.

"Are you telling me that i’m putting my track engineer’s shy daughter at ease? I know this would be wrong because i know you’re off limits but i’m so eager to kiss you, can i be your first boyfriend you give your first kiss Y/n? Annuisti and shortly after you felt the sweet lips of Jay kiss you gently, it tasted slightly of alcohol but sweet, and without noticing you put your arms behind his head to bring him closer to you, your lips were perfectly made to be kissed and you felt slightly biting your lips infernos and a slight moan came out of your lips, thanks to this little moan Jay smiled in your lips and put his tongue into your mouth and from the light kiss that had begun made it to how passionate and intense.

Jay took a second to let you take a little breath and caressing your back lowered slightly and gave you a light kiss with the lips as if it were the most natural thing in the world, another light kiss given to you on the forehead and then embraced you like a teddy bear, how could he be so calm after having put his tongue into your mouth a few seconds before, Your whole body froze when you felt his body pressed against his and your heart was beating so hard that you were sure he could feel it.

"It seemed like you needed it, i see how hard you work to give hugs to people even to people you trust as your dad or your best friend," he muttered, his lips folded in a smile.

You stared at him, with your eyes like a deer and without words. The heat has passed through your cheeks and you have hurried to find the voice. " You can’t just kiss me like you’ve always wanted to and then hug me things if i did not know my boyfriend" You tried slightly to get away from his chest but he squeezed even more to himself "Since you don’t embrace a person Y/n? , you’re so stiff but at the same time i feel your heart beating like crazy so it means that underneath you like my hug"

"I don’t love physical contact with people so much, I’ve always been shy about people and I have trouble opening myself both mentally but also physically, I hope you won’t make fun of me Jay"

"What? No, i would never Y/n. Everyone has their insecurities and fears but when you see that a person tries in all ways to make you feel comfortable try to open up as you are doing now with me sweetie. If i knew you didn’t love physical contact so much i wouldn’t ask you to kiss me, by chance was it too much for you?

"No at all, i liked it in the sense that i felt safe with you and for having been my first kiss i wouldn’t change it for anything in the world" You couldn’t face it when you said these words, Of all the people in this world you had to feel comfortable with Jay Park, who would have thought that fate was ready to introduce her shy daughter of her father and the paddock diva...

taglist: @cloudykim @enhaverse713586 @immelissaaa @d4-b1 @firstclassjaylee @stormy1408 @jakesw82 @misssparklyprincess @bamguetismee @jaylajakey @arclviie @strxwbloody @steddie-steddie @jungwoosbaey

[riki-riks-chick]

Trails Against Fate (Teaser) ︱P.SH

mafia leader!hoon x mafia leader!reader

ex lovers, sunghoon and yn are forced to work together when a bigger mafia comes into town.

grumpyxsunshine kinda trope

cw: smut! ex lovers, mafia, action, death mentions, opposites attract, drinking, smoking, guns, toxic relationships.

Preview:

"Well, well... If it isn't Ms. L/n.." He rises from his seat, stalking towards you with the same charismatic aura that made you fall for him in the first place.

You know he's handsome, and you're still fatally attracted to him, but you simply can't engage in a relationship again with the way your mafias oppose one another.

"I'm not here to play around, Sunghoon.. I need your help." You speak straightforward, and Sunghoon laughs. "You need me? Princess has finally come to her Prince Charming for assistance?"

His words make your heart ache, and as much as you want to punch him, you know that you wouldn't ever harm him. "Listen, smart ass.. We're both in deep shit. If you don't help me, we're both fucked." Your words immediately catch his attention and he hardens, becoming more serious and less playful.

"So you've heard about Scar?" He asks as you nod, gesturing for him to sit down as he pours you a glass. Jay and Heeseung stand guard on the stairs, giving the both of you the privacy to talk.

"They're clearly a strong group.. I can't deal with them on my own.. And they're targetting Fang first." You explain as he nods. "What can I do?.." He inquires as you sigh. "I need your men to double perimeters on the border. My sector can't be infiltrated."

Sunghoon nods understandingly, reaching across the table to take your hand, his fingers fiddling with your own. You immediately draw your hand back, clearing your throat as you watch his fanged smile spread across his face. "You look good... I haven't seen you since-"

At his words, you shoot up from your seat, downing your drink. "Now that we're clear for now, I'm leaving. I'll contact you later-"

He grabs your arm as you turn to leave, making you face him. "Come on now.. You aren't still mad at me for ending things are you?.."

I'll make a taglist if anyone is interested in this. just lmk me in the comments.

[patrophthia]

ASAP | theodore nott (plot bunnies)

theodore who doesn’t really have any real interest in relationships, he’s not actively trying to find anyone but if something happens then it happens

theodore who is slightly short tempered and impatient and is blunt and honest

theodore who can always distinguish whether someone has good manners or a good heart

theodore who isn’t the most fond of sickeningly sweet and affectionate relationships

theodore who, if the time comes, wants an s/o who’s just like him, or at least has similar liking/way of thinking as him

and you who was the direct opposite of him, you whom he partnered up with because you were the only person left without a partner

you who was always a few minutes late just you could grab a snack for him whenever you had to work on a project

you who got him hooked on baked goods, hooked on sweet things that leaves him feeling thirsty

you who would get him water to help him out and would always dote on him even though he wasn’t your friend —in his opinion, in yours, he was your friend

you who’s unlike him but knows his heart well

you who made theodore wonder what it feels like to be loved by you, to be held by you, to be taken cared of by you

and you who did exactly that without any labels

you who randomly appeared in front of his eyes and who he hopes won’t ever disappear from him

you who he’s kinda just a little bit in love with lie, the guy is whipped for you and is kinda willing to die for you

you who said yes when he asked out on a date with a straight face (he was giggling and kicking his feet as he recalled the events to his friends after)

— from bee: prob will be writing these more because i have so much song inspo for each character i write but never have the time and these are short and sweet!! please let me know if you enjoy reading these and would like to see them more!

[lualuabestningdungie]

Our hearts | C. Yeonjun

Genre: fluff, sunshine x grumpy trope

Pairing: sunshine!reader x grumpy!yeonjun

Warnings: Yeonjun might ignore reader for a short time and might be kinda mean, mentions of death, car crash, not proofread, might contain grammar mistakes, English is not my first language.

Word count: 3k

Lua’s note: Hi hi! Since a lot of people seem to like Warm up| Taehyun x reader, I decided to write more of this grumpy x sunshine trope !! So here you have a Yeonjun one :)

Everyone turned to look at you when the teacher assigned you to be partners with him.

Everyone tried to avoid him because he avoided everyone.

He was always alone and never cared in talking to anyone or making friends. It was just him. He always had a mysterious aura with him making him intimidating. Some people said that when they tried to talk to him he would just stare at them without saying them as if he was waiting for them to leave him alone.

You tried to stay positive and ignore all those things people said. You were known for being friendly and kind to everyone. You tried to be friends with everyone so no one would feel alone or excluded. So you thought it wouldn’t be hard with him.

After your teacher assigned all partners, you went to sit on the empty chair in front of his and turned to face him.

“Hi! I’m yn!” You gave him a bright smile expecting he would return it, but he didn’t even glance at you. His eyes were glued to his notebook in which he was drawing something. “You like to draw? Are you in the art club?”

He sighed and stopped moving his pencil, he looked up at you and sighed. Was he doing what everyone said he did? Look at you until you leave? Maybe. But we’re you going to do it? No.

“You’re not going to talk, huh? It’s okay! You don’t have to if you don’t want to! I don’t want you to feel pressured.” You smiled at him. “Let’s check the assignment.”

He was taken aback by this, “why didn’t she leave?” He thought. After thinking for a few seconds he took out his book to check the assignment.

“Okay, so we need to make some research about these two topics. We can work on them together so we have less work.”

“I’ll work on this one, you do the other one.” He responded dryly.

“Oh, are you sure? We can do it together so it can be easier-“ you started talking but he interrupted.

“Yes, I am sure.” He said and returned his sight to his book.

“Okay then.” You sighed.

Class ended and you went to meet with your friends in the school’s courtyard.

“I’m sure you can ask Mr. Lee to change partners with someone.” Your friend Chaewon said.

“I don’t know Chae, I don’t really mind him being my partner.” You tried to stay positive. You only wanted to finish your assignment and get a good grade.

“Are you sure? He’s really mean…” your other friend, Yunjin, said. “You have a sensitive heart, if he hurts you I’ll punch him in the face.”

“I don’t have a sensitive heart, and don’t punch him?” You said smiling. “I can manage, okay?”

You continued having lunch with your friends until the bell rang and you went to your next class.

The school day ended and you were walking home. You normally took the bus, but today the weather was perfect for a walk so you decided to take it.

In your way home you saw your childhood’s park. You spent hours in there playing in the swings with your brother and neighbors, you smiled at the memory. You sat on a bench and admired the view, it was cloudy and the city was covered in fog, but you enjoyed it.

You saw someone walking towards another bench that was close to a tree. You realized it was Yeonjun, so you decided to say hello.

“Hi Yeonjun!” You said loudly so he could hear you from his bench. You waved and smiled enthusiastically.

He rolled his eyes and let out a sarcastic smile. You obviously noticed it but you still went to sit beside him.

“Do you come here often? I love this park! I used to come here when I was a kid.” You said once you sat down.

He simply nodded. “I guess I like it.”

“That’s great! Were you on your way home?” You asked with the same enthusiastic tone.

“Why do you ask so many questions? It’s none of your business.” He sighed and rolled his eyes.

“Well I thought it would be nice to talk about something, you know? Since we are friends now!” You smiled at him. You were a little hurt at his comment but it didn’t stop you.

“Friends? We just met today, when did I even agreed to be friends with you?” He said in a serious tone.

“Well, i thought that we could be friends since we are partners-“ he interrupted you.

“We’re partners. Not friends.” He said coldly.

“Oh… it’s okay” you were now hurt. You looked down at your feet.

He stood up and left you there.

Your heart ached a little. You were only trying to be friendly. Was I to intense? I shouldn’t have asked him so many questions… I just wanted to talk to him. I didn’t want to force him into being friends with me..

You usually never overthink about your personality. But now you were questioning everything about it. You thought that maybe you pressured people into being friends with you when they really didn’t want to.

When you got home you greeted your mom and went to your room. You started to work in your homework and other assignments you had. But you couldn’t stop thinking about what he said.

No one had ever told you something like that. But you tried to understand that not everyone wants to be friends.

Days passed and you went to the bus station early one morning and took the bus. Once you arrived to school you saw your friends leaning against their lockers so you walked towards them.

“Hey guys.” You greeted them. You didn’t want them to notice your gloominess, but they’re your best friends, of course they noticed.

“Hey love, you look weird…” Yunjin said looking at you with a worried expression.

“Wow, thanks Jen…” you chuckled.

“I didn’t mean it like that.” You smacked your arm playfully. “You just don’t look like yourself. Is everything alright?”

“Yeah, I’m alright. I’m just tired.” You said while putting your head on Chaewon’s shoulder.

“You didn’t sleep last night?” She asked and placed her arm around your shoulders.

“Not really… I was overthinking all night, I couldn’t sleep well.”

“What has you so worried, love?” Yunjin said and you closed your eyes and sighed.

“Do you think I’m intense sometimes? Do you think I force people I to being my friends?” You lowered your gaze and your friends looked at you surprised.

“Yn, what are you talking about? Of course you’re not!” Chaewon said pulling you into a hug.

“Why are you saying that? It was him right? He told you those things?” Yunjin said getting angry but you shook your head.

“No, no. I just thought about it I guess…” you said trying to come up with an excuse.

“But you never think about that! You e said it yourself.” Chaewon added.

“Well, there’s always a first time…”

Your friends looked at each other worriedly. They knew this was about Yeonjun, and they were going to find a way to help you.

You were heading to the library, were Yeonjun normally passed his breaks. He didn’t asked you to meet him there, but you needed to finish your assignment.

When you entered the library you saw him and other two guys standing in front of him, which was weird. You walked closer to where they were to listen what they were talking about. You realized the two guys were the school bullies. They normally didn’t pick up on Yeonjun, but this time they did.

“What? You don’t talk or something?” One of them said scoffing. Yeonjun only stared at the notebook in front of him without saying anything.

One of the guys took his notebook and looked at his drawings. Yeonjun stood up quickly and tried to take his notebook back.

“Give it back you idiot.” Yeonjun said angrily.

“Oh so now you’re talking. There must be something in here you don’t want us to see, right?” He smirked and looked at the pages.

“What’s this? Isn’t this yn?” Both of them stared at the notebook. “You like her or something? Or are you just a stalker?”

Your eyes widened. Did he drew me? Well that didn’t matter now. You needed to help him. He might not be your favorite person right now, but they were bothering him. You walked to were they were and stood beside the two guys.

“Hey, what are you doing?” You said looking at them. “I think that’s not yours, don’t you know it’s rude to take other people’s stuff without their consent?” Before they could answer you took the notebook out of their hands and gave it back to Yeonjun.

“Oh, yn… he’s your friend now?” One of them said and looked at you with a smile. “Did you know that this guy over here has a drawing of you?” Yeonjun’s cheeks turned red and lowered his gaze.

“Hmm… I didn’t know that, but I’m sure the drawings are really good, Yeonjun’s a very good artist.” You said looking over at Yeonjun. “You can leave now, we have an assignment to finish and you’re waisting our time.” You waved goodbye and gave the two of them a sarcastic smile.

The two guys left annoyed by your comment. You turned to see Yeonjun packing his things.

“Where are you going?” You said confused.

“I’m leaving, I can’t be here anymore.” He said without looking at you.

“But they’re gone! They won’t bother you anymore.” You tried to make him stay but he had already packed all his stuff.

“You didn’t have to stand up for me, I could’ve done it myself. You’re only going to make it worse.” Yeonjun finally looked at you. He had an angry expression, and you could sense his cold attitude.

“I only wanted to help-“ you started but he interrupted you.

“I don’t need your help, I don’t need you. Stop looking for me.” He left the library and you stood there. Your heart hurt again and you took your bag again and left too.

When classes ended you decided to walk home instead of taking the bus, you needed time to think. You put on your headphones and started walking.

Your thoughts were as loud as the music, so it was hard to hear your surroundings. You continued walking, you waited for your turn to cross the street.

You were in the middle of the road and you didn’t notice what was happening until you feel an arm pulling you backwards and falling into the ground. In front of you, a bus drove past you at very high speed making you gasp.

You looked behind you and saw Yeonjun still holding your arm. Your heart skipped a beat. You were still recovering from what jsut happened, you basically saw your whole life before your eyes for a second. Your mind was fuzzy and you couldn't hear anything, it was like everything was a blur.

Suddenly, Yeonjun pulled you up by the arm and you woke up from your trance. He was looking at you with a worried expression but his words were loud as he pulled you to the sidewalk.

"Are you crazy? Why did you cross the street before the light turned red! You could've died!" He was talking angrily, but his eyes were filling with tears. You were still schocked with what happened, I almost died...

You didn't answer, you moved closer to him and hugged him. He stiffened with your touch but he didn't move. He let you hug him, but he didn't hug you back. You started sobbing and his heart softened. If soemthing like this wouldn't have happened, you would definitely wouldn't be hugging him, not after what happened in the library. But he saved you. He could've just let you, but he didn't. And he had his reasons.

Tears fell from Yeonjun's eyes as he remembered how his best friend died in a car accident while walking in the street. His heart ached at the memory of this. He couln't do anything to save his best friend, but he was able to save you.

"Thank you, Yeonjun..." You sniffed as you pulled away from the hug. He looked down at you. His eyes were puffy and his cheeks were tear-stained like yours.

"Please be careful..." He said quietly as a tear fell down from his eye. He looked away and moved back. He was going to start walking away but you stopped him.

"Do you mind if I... walk with you?" You were ready to receive a 'no' as an answer, but you still tried. He nodded in response and you walked to his side.

You walked in silence. Both of you were immersed in your own thoughts. You arrived to the park were you saw Yeonjun a few days ago. The both of you sat on a bench and stared into space.

"I'm sorry." The silence was interrupted by Yeonjun's voice. You turned to look at him. "I know you were trying to be nice, I'm sorry for what I said. You're not annoying at all." You were surprised by his words. "You remind me a lot of someone... someone I lost a few years ago. They were like you. Always smiling and willing to help others." He fidgeted with his hands, and took a deep breath. "My best friend died in a car accident a few years ago... I saw everything and I couldn't do anything to help. It has been haunting me ever since...and today I saw you there and I..." His voice broke and teard filled his eyes again. He had never opened to anyone like this. "I had to do something..." Yeonjun knew he didn't need to give explanations about his past, but for some reason he felt like he needed to tell you.

"Yeonjun...I'm very sorry." Your heart broke with what he told you. You weren't sure what to do or what to say. "Thank you for telling me this... and don't worry about what happened today at the library. It's okay..." You looked at him and your gaze softened.

"It's not. I'm sorry, I don't like being like this, but I can't help it. I'm afraid of being close to someone again. I don't think I would be able to handle losing someone again..." Yeonjun sighed and you nodded.

"I get it. But don't be sorry about it. It's not your fault. And if you need someone to talk to, I'll be here for you. I know we just met a few days ago, but I want to help you. I don't want you to go through this alone. So please, let me be there for you." You reached for his hand to comfort him. He looked at your hand holding his and then looked at you.

He nodded. "Thank you, yn."

After that day, Yeonjun and you started getting closer. You told your friends what happened and they understood and supported the idea of you getting closer to Yeonjun.

You did finish your assignment and passed it whit an A.

Every afternoon, Yeonjun and you spent time together at the park. Some days you places a blanket on the grass and sat with him to talk, other days you layed on the grass to see the clouds until the sky got dark and you could see the stars. Other days you were at your house sitting on the floor of your living room with Yeonjun teaching you how to draw.

You got to know him better, and it made you really happy that he opened up more and started looking more happy. He didn’t ignore people anymore and he started talking more. You loved it when he smiled, he still was a little cold but not with you.

Yeonjun felt free when he was with you. He could be himself with you. He felt how his heart healed every time he was near you. He loved to listen to you talk, he could do it for hours.

Everyone else was surprised when they saw you two together talking normally and laughing. They said that you saved him from being serious and cold. A lot of rumors started spreading, but you didn’t care. All you cared about was being with him.

You didn’t noticed when you started falling for him. It was a spring day and the both of you were watching a movie in your house.

“I love this character so much, they’re amazing.” You said with your eyes glued to the screen pointing at the character.

“Oh yeah, they’re cool. I like them too… but you know who else I like?” You turned to look at him waiting for him to continue. “You.” He smiled and turned back to the screen leaving you very surprised, but you took this chance to respond.

“Funny thing you mention that, I actually like you too.” Yeonjun’s eyes widened, he was definitely not expecting that. You smiled and continued watching the movie.

That day, your hearts were tied together.

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[icyminghao]

bf!jihoon thoughts

pairing: jihoon x gn!reader genre: fluff word count: 0.46k warning(s): none

requested by @slyvery: Hey lovely❤️ I just wanna say that I'm soooo in love with your stories is so perfect and cute and makes my heart so warm, so when you have time can I ask for a bf!woozi thoughts, please🥺❤️

thinking about bf!jihoon who has a soft smile on his face every time he looks at you. he’s so inspired by you and anything you do, and it’s a no-brainer that he has a hidden folder full of songs about you. he’s not really verbal with his affections for you (he’s trying his best!), so he expresses his love for you in the one way he’s the best at, which is through music. gets so happy when you ask him if he can help you save the songs he wrote for you on your phone. probably makes a mixtape for you so you can always listen to it.

bf!jihoon who gets shy when you initiate any sort of physical contact with him early on into the relationship. his faces gets so red and you’ll not be able to get a single word out of him (he’s soo shy). but after he’s gotten more comfortable, he’d be the one grabbing your hand and playing with it absentmindedly, leaning his head onto your shoulder and kissing your temple as and when he likes to, even in front of the members.

bf!jihoon who always lets you have anything you want. he needs a haircut? he’s asking you what style you prefer to have his hair in (even though you always tell him he can do whatever he wants, he just values your opinion so much). you want him to let you listen to a new unreleased song he recently made? he’s letting you listen to it immediately despite it not being allowed (what his baby wants, his baby gets)

bf!jihoon who gets clingy when he’s tired. if you went to visit him in the universe factory when he’s really worn out, he’d be all over you the moment you step into the studio, pulling you to the couch and falling on top of you immediately. he derives so much comfort and energy from your presence and can’t get enough of it, especially when he’s tired.

bf!jihoon who always has one leg draped over you when sleeping. you can’t get rid of his death grip on you no matter how hard you try (he’d just grumble and hold you tighter against him if you resisted) even if you had to go to the bathroom.

bf!jihoon who’s probably the little spoon when you’re cuddling. he absolutely loves being in your arms and feels so safe and protected every time he is. loves laying on your lap and having you run your fingers through his hair, too (falls asleep so fast when you do that it’s embarrassing)

bf!jihoon who loves indulging in your hobbies with you. it doesn’t matter if he’s really bad at it or has no experience whatsoever, you’re just happy he’s there with you and he’s happy you’re happy.

a/n: here’s jihoon as a boyfriend! i got all soft writing this he’s such a grumpy outside soft inside kind of boyfie i’m sobbing

masterlist

[marishmallows]

Kaz Brekker: Consumed by Darkness🖤 - Light

I could tell there was something stressing him out. The vein on his forehead was pulsing, the way he shut his eyes, I stopped talking. Clearly the plan wasn’t on his mind right now.

“If I’m so dark then why are you here?” He spoke up in a tired voice. Was this question on his mind all day? Where was this even coming from?

“What?” I asked, confused. I mean was this really the best time to ask such a question? I’d expect this from Jesper but not from you. The longer I stared at him, the more I realized he was avoiding eye contact with me.

He stayed quiet for a few moments before taking a breath. “I heard you talking to Jesper about how dark and untrustworthy I am.” He said. I could tell he was trying his best to not show any emotions or frustrations. But him trying not to show it, only made it more present. Had that truly upset him?

A part of me wanted to chuckle at the thought of him caring about my judgment but I held back. Because I knew it was far from the truth. “I never said that Kaz Brekker.” I responded, my eyes lying heavy on him and his movements.

He stared off at the gamblers, trying to focus but I knew he was curious. He nodded at Jesper who was dominating in a game of poker. “Yes you did.” He said with a slightly twitch coming from that vein on his forehead.

“No you assumed that’s what I meant. I mean that there are people like Pekka and there are people that are like Jesper and there are people that are like you, Kaz Brekker. Those who are dark, those who are light, and those who are light but are consumed by the darkness.” I spoke in a quiet tone as more yelling pursued, drinks flying around in the air, splashing unlucky folk who were around.

I could hear his slight scoff and for the first time since we’ve been here, he finally looked at me. "Is that what you think I am? Consumed by darkness?" He asked, clearly annoyed but much calmer, the vein slowly becoming less apparent.

I nodded. "Yeah, I heard about you all the time in the fairytales my mom told me and my siblings." I spoke, making my way over to the bar to get a better look at Jesper, who noticed the intensity of conversation that was transpiring between me and Kaz.

I grabbed one of the drinks from the bartender. Why were you so caught up with what I said? Especially since you still have yet to trust me. I felt his cane holding down my wrist, preventing me from consuming my drink. I wasn’t sure if he wanted to talk or just wanted to prevent me from drinking. "Well what am I? The hero? The villain?" He persisted.

"Neither. You’re the antihero."

"So neither light."

"Or dark." I responded, finally removing his cane and finished my drink. Our eyes met and I gave him a slight smile before walking away, giving him a pat on the back.

[multifandomslxt]

BLACK ROSES Pt.6

Pairing: Mafia!Lee Jeno x Florist!Reader

Trope: Grumpy x sunshine

Genre: Dark Mafia Romance

Word count: 1.2k

Synopsis:

Lee Jeno is a dangerous man. From going on k!lling sprees for fun to torturing and k!lling his own father. He does it all. In short Lee Jeno is the devil.

Y/N is a florist. She's as pure as they come. Nothing exciting ever happens in her life and she’s okay with that. In short Y/N is an angel.

He was bad and she was good. They were complete opposites.

…Or so they thought

Get your tissues for this one. It's gonna be one hell of a ride

Warnings for this chapter: HEAVY TRAUMA, ABUSE, INAPPROPRIATE RELATIONSHIP BETWEEN PEOPLE. etc.

*((((A/N: words in bold are her conscience and words spoken in Korean are in italics ))))*

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There is no FLOWER OF THE DAY for this chapter. Instead, a riddle shall take its place to prepare you for the things you are about to face.

RIDDLE OF THE DAY: “I am fear, and I am pain, I am the sorrow on your face. I am the burden you carry and the future you brace. But I am the friend whose hand you shall take.”

Once upon a time in a small town, there lived two siblings. An older brother and his sister. They were raised in a loving family, but as they grew older, it became apparent that, the brother, had developed a disturbing and unpredictable behaviour.

His behaviour became increasingly erratic and unsettling as time went on. He would often exhibit signs of paranoia, believing that he was constantly being watched and that everyone around him was conspiring against him. He would lash out in fits of anger and aggression, causing harm to himself and others.

The younger sister was deeply concerned about her brother’s well-being and the impact his actions had on their family. She tirelessly sought help, consulting various doctors and psychiatrists, but finding a solution proved to be challenging.

The younger sister, torn between her love for her brother and the need to protect herself and their family, faced an immense emotional burden. She grappled with feelings of guilt, wondering if there was more, she could have done to prevent her brother’s descent into psychosis.

As the years passed, her brother’s condition worsened. He became increasingly disconnected from reality, living in a constant state of fear and anxiety. His once-promising future turned bleak as he struggled to maintain relationships, hold down a job, or pursue any semblance of a normal life.

After the brother’s diagnosis the family was torn to shreds. The father became a drunkard, the mother, crippled by her guilt sat and did nothing all day and the brother was well…psychotic.

That left the younger sister. Neglected and later…abused.

Despite the hardships, the younger sister never gave up on her family especially her brother. She tried to be their pillar of support, offering a listening ear and a shoulder to lean on. Even though her skin would always end up bruised and her bones broken. She advocated tirelessly for her family’s mental health subsequently forgetting her own.

However, the sister’s unwavering love and determination eventually led them to a breakthrough. Through a combination of therapy (Allowing her body to be used as a punching bag), medication (drugs and alcohol), and a supportive network of professionals (the police who were often called as the neighbors grew concerned about the bruises on her skin), The brother began to stabilize.

While his recovery was slow and not without its setbacks, The brother gradually regained some sense of normalcy. With time, he was able to rebuild trust with his family- mostly his sister- and reintegrate into society, albeit with ongoing support and understanding.

The sister’s devotion and resilience had played a pivotal role in her brother’s healing process. The bond between the two grew even stronger as they faced and overcame the immense challenges together. Or so she thought.

“Mom and Dad are dead”.

Two months after the brother’s recovery the siblings’ parents had died.

No cause of death

No weapon.

Not even the bodies were left.

Just the wedding rings covered in their blood.

The words ‘A love as peaceful as a dove’ were engraved in their parents’ rings.

The sister grew depressed and just as she was there for him, her brother was there for her.

He didn’t cry at the news or the loss.

She thought he was strong and brave.

She adored him.

Pity, the brother would think.

His little sister didn’t know that he had simply become better at hiding his crazy.

Even before his descent into madness the brother was always known to be cruel, dishonest, aggressive, selfish, and manipulative to everyone but his little sister.

He loved her dearly.

 ‘Dove’ he would call her as she was known for her kind heart, intelligence, and a creative spirit that set her apart from others.

He loved her like a brother should love his sister.

Or…he wanted to…

Unfortunately, fate had an unexpected twist in store for him, for it led him down a path of forbidden love that would test his sanity.

A test that he would fail.

Every night after their parents died the brother would lie in room and think about his 'dove'.

In the very next room, was his sister and the love of his life.

He knew that she didn’t love him the way he loved her.

And even though she would resent him for the things he planned to do, now that their parents weren’t here…he decided he had to have her.

By will or by force.

Every night after his decision he went into her room.

And every night His sister lost a piece of her innocence.

Unfortunately, by force.

She would fight him.

She would scream.

She would cry.

Yet in his eyes she was just being a brat.

‘Dove’ He would call after her smiling as he pinned her hands above her head ‘Don’t try to run from me’.

Before the sister knew it, she had spent her days trapped in a home filled with fear and pain, enduring the relentless abuse inflicted upon her by her own family.

She became desperate for a chance at freedom, she made a brave decision to escape and forge her own path.

One moonlit night, as the stars twinkled overhead, she gathered her strength and resolve. With a small bag containing her most cherished belongings - a dog-eared book her mother loved and her savings of 200 dollars- she tiptoed out of her room, careful not to make a sound that might alert her tormentor. Every creak of the floorboards echoed like a symphony of trepidation, but she knew that the risk of staying was far greater than the fear of leaving.

Her heart pounding, she slipped out into the night, guided only by the light of the moon. And the scent of roses from the neighbouring houses

Oh, how she loved roses.

She ventured into the unknown, her footsteps carrying her away from the place she had once called home. Fear and uncertainty gripped her, but the glimmer of hope illuminated her path.

As she walked, she encountered a kind stranger who offered her a job and shelter.

 The stranger recognized the pain in her eyes and extended their compassion and support. With their help, she found temporary refuge and a respite from the horrors she had endured.

But she knew that her journey was far from over. She needed to find a place where she could heal and build a life free from the shackles of abuse.

With determination etched on her face, she pursued education and learned new skills, determined to create a better future for herself.

As time passed, she flourished. She pursued her passions, - working with flowers and learning all about them- embracing the power of her voice and using it to advocate for others and herself.

However, as new as she tried to make her life out to be…she knew that one day, her brother would find her.

With fear living in her heart, she decided that she would not give herself to any man. She feared that they would take advantage of her like her brother did.

However, she met someone.

He made her feel things.

He made her do things she never thought she would.

He was a dangerous man who ironically, made her feel safe from danger.

He was her safe heaven.

And he called her ‘Flower’.

[titaniafey]

A little preview of my wip Ghostflower fic. Though I dont think it counts as ghostflower and leans more to just Gwiles. Specifically Earth!42- Miles and Gwen. I think there should be a separate dynamic for them respectively. Their personalities are kinda reversed. Miles is the one that's more broody and angsty, while Gwen is an adorable sunshine that can roast your ass like the sun. And she's still got that edge to her. Of course 😌

But AGSPSKFLGKGJD Y'ALL TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK?

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New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of

There’s nothing you can’t do.

All right, I am only doing this just this one time. My name is Miles Gonzalo Morales. I used to wonder why my dad didn’t put Davis as my last name on the birth certificate. He told me it’s because he just doesn’t want it to get in the way of making my own name for what he did in the past. Said he and my uncle used to get into some shaaaady business here and there. For all his insistence to erase the past and never look back, I find myself doing things backwards. Because all I be doing right now is get caught up in the past. Trying my damnedest to right it. To give meaning to it.

Fisk still has his sights on being Mayor. His campaign pitch was a load of bull. Everyone knows the villains that run around the city wreaking havoc was in cahoots with him to get the people running as far away from this city as possible. His vision of being a livable safe New York in which he put up in honor of his late wife Vanessa Marianna and son Richard Fisk sounded like an empty promise. If anything, he was hellbent on making an unlivable New York. His grief spreading its reach to drive people away. It tends to do that to a man. In that aspect I can empathize for him.

But what stops me from pitying the fool is that he’s going on driving away families who wish for a new start in the big apple. As well as people who established the roots here since opportunity was promised in the land of the free. Hiking up housing prices. Creating noise and riots on the street.

I could move forward If I wanted to.

If I did move forward me and my mami would’ve been living peacefully in Puerto Rico right now with my maternal grandparents.

If I did move forward, I wouldn’t be sticking out for the city that granted my dad countless opportunities no matter how much he messed up.

If I did move forward, I wouldn’t be giving my dad justice for all the things he has fought for this city. His death would have been in vain.

If I did move forward, no one would’ve stood up to the likes of Fisk.

No one would’ve had the guts to go against him.

And the only one that could do that was someone above the law. Someone who runs under the cloak of the night. Someone who could portray the villain if they needed someone to be angry at. Someone who turned Fisk’s attention away from grabbing every silver lining left in this city to cling on to.

If I did move forward. I wouldn’t be the Prowler.

And if I hadn’t taken up the role of the prowler… I wouldn’t have seen what my dad, my mami, my uncle wanted me to look forward to.

Sunshine breaking through a dark sky. A city burned alight with a new hope. A blue eyed angel flashing me a bright smile.

Just as New York can be greedy, as it takes, and takes, and takes. It also gives, and gives, and gives.

It’s okay to look back in the past. But it’s also important to not get hung up with it that you won’t be able to see the new day in front of you. It’s called New York for a reason ain’t it? Just because one bad thing happened doesn’t mean life stops there.

You wanna know how I got here? Let me take you back to the time when life stopped for me.

[bi-sexu-alien]

Bursting bubbles

James Hook x OC short scene

(overwhelmed heroine, grumpy character provides comfort, fluff, mostly just my pent-up frustration in a very different setting, slight mention of blood and weapons and panic)

My anger was vibrating through me out of control. I had enough of the lies and half-truths everyone wanted to shove down my throat.

So when James started to try and manipulate me to reveal what happened with Wendy, I didn’t even think I just pinned him against the wall. I knew I could never be able to hurt him, but just trying was satisfying in a way I couldn’t describe.

The little knife, I snatched from the kitchen counter, was the perfect extension of my arm and the sight of James’s bright red blood made me shiver.

Smee and Starkey both pulled out their guns as soon as I shoved their boss. Jamed looked almost proud before those movements, but after the guards actions his demeanor changed to angry and annoyed.

"Don’t you dare shoot her! If you do I’ll peel your skins from your faces" – he growled threateningly and the two men put their weapons away immediately, though their expressions remained worried. To be honest, before James spoke even I wasn't one hundred percent sure that I wouldn't try to seriously hurt him, but the rough sound of his sound waves pulled me back to reality.

"Shit…" - I exclaimed as my arms went numb and I dropped the knife, that reached the kitchen fork with a loud clang. "Sorry" – I looked at James regretfully, but his face didn’t seem bothered anymore. I repeated my apology to the guards as well, then I hurried out of the room to reflect on my actions.

My heartbeat was racing as I closed myself in the bathroom, trying to calm my breathing before the panic could take over.

"What the hell Willow?..." – I sighed to myself leaning to the door, frightened of myself.

I stepped up to the sink to wash my face with cold water, but deliberatley avoided to look at my reflection in the mirror above it.

Soft knocking came from the door.

"Just a minute!" – I said, forcing my eyes to my image in the mirror to make sure I was presentable again.

"Are you okay?" – came the question almost like a growl from James, as soon as I opened the bathroom door.

His closeness and investigative look caught me off guard so it took a minute to process and put on the perfectly practised smile.

"Of course. I’m so sorry about my outburst, it will never happen again I assure you" – even as I said the words, I knew this wasn’t gonna convince him. He saw the cracks already, smelled the weakness and the animal inside of him locked onto it.

"Willow" – his voice lowered dangerously which I didn’t think was possible.

"James?" – I asked, trying desperately trying to maintain my facade.

"I’m not one of the brainless idiots you live with, who can be fooled by this phony smile, so don’t disrespect me by thinking so" – his eyes softened but he seemed annoyed and with that, I dropped the smile.

His face emanated relief and pride, which I couldn’t understand, since everyone tought me to always hide my real feelings and deal with them privatley and alone. My confusion must have been visible cause he said:

"Here you don’t have to hide anything. Not with me" – and he seemed truthful and serious.

"I’m…" - I started to apologize again, but he placed a finger upon my mouth, effectively shutting me up.

"No apologies anymore either. Your feelings are not something you should feel shame about. They come with the perfect package that you are" – as he gently spoke, my heartbeat skipped a beat and my breathing quickened again. It seemed like he was waiting for confirmation that I understand, but his finger still rested on my lips so I just nodded. Then he took his hand away and I had to push away the urge, to reach for it.

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Hi, there readers. Hope you like it. Still new to this whole writing in English thing so if you find any grammar mistakes please be patient.

[wannaghostbts]

I see you come back to me!~

Brass & Strings Series

cr.

A Slice of Life Series Written In 2017-2018

► Summary: Have you ever wondered what happens to the mean girl after high school? Where do they go, where do they end up? More importantly, what happens when they get mixed up with the classic nerd that’s always too nervous to answer ‘no’? Things become a lot more complicated when Kim Namjoon encounters you. They dub you as ‘bat-shit insane’ and you’re not ashamed.

► Genre: Fluff, Slice of Life, Slow Burn, College!AU, Music!AU

► Parts: 1|2|3|4|4.5|5|6|7|8|8.5|9|9.5|10|10.5|11|12|12.5|13|14|15|15.5|16|17|17.5|18|19|20|21

[novelbear]

scenarios for that grump x sunshine dynamic

a prompt list by @novelbear ᵔᴥᵔ

letting their chatty partner ramble about their day, listening with a small smile

sunshine toppling over them with the biggest hug they could muster and grump just giving them tiny little pats to reciprocate

grumpy going out of their comfort zone to cheer up their sunshine who's having a bad day

^ "look, i made pancakes! i even made a smiley face out of the whipped cream, see?" "oh, that's what it's supposed to be? you're so cute.."

grumpy calling sunshine names (dummy, idiot, chatterbox) knowing they take no offense to them, but the moment someone else does, they snap

"are you always this happy?" "i try to be, but especially when i'm with you."

sunshine knowing when it's okay to push but never crosses a line when it comes to grumpy's boundaries

sunshine comforting the grump when they're a little more quiet and snappy than usual, leaving grump a flustered mess because they're used to people actually listening when they tell them to leave them alone

"i'm not leaving you like this, i care about you."

sunshine taking grumpy on more active dates than they're used to (like ice skating for example)

[while cloudgazing] "i see a duckling!" "literally how."

sunshine making lunch for grumpy in the cutest way possible (little notes, heart-shaped sandwiches, always adding their fave snack)

getting into arguments about how nice sunshine can be and where it gets out of hand

^ "i was just trying to be nice!" "they were clearly taking advantage of that!" "since when do you care so much?" "i'm trying to look out for you!"

grumpy letting sunshine play with/do their hair

when laundry piles up and grumpy has no choice but to borrow one of sunshine's colorful little sweaters

^ and of course, sunshine coos and smothers them all day over it

"i love you." "i know." "say it back!"

[minniesfiles]

MY ONLY SUNSHINE

collection of you simply finding ways to annoy your workaholic husband.

❧ PAIRING; wonwoo x reader

❧ GENRE; smau, humour, fluff

❧ TAGS/WARNINGS; social media au, established relationship, grumpy x sunshine, fluff, humour, pranks, brief hurt/comfort, time-stamp

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a/n; bunch of scenarios inspired by TikTok videos loll