#h1ghrmusic scenarios

[milkybonya]

slip ☆ big naughty

order 070, anon: large taro milk tea with banana tapioca pearls, pudding, and regular tapioca pearls for big naughty

! : suggestive (kissing/making out), swear words/explicit language, a lot of bickering, kind of cliché and fast paced

# : enemies to friends to lovers, fake dating, academic rivals, big naughty (Seo Donghyun x gn reader, ft. bestie Haon

[💌: yes i keep using old photos of bigna because he looks cuddly n sof and what about it !!!! also my fav song from hopeless romantic is papillon. and why is he going to so many festivals pls do a world tour sir we're waiting]

"oh, fuck off y/n," Donghyun snaps.

"i literally just want to sit in my seat," you say, pointing to your spot that Donghyun is sitting in.

he scowls at you and sticks his tongue out, turning back to his friends.

"what the fuck is your problem?" you sigh. "why can't i just sit in my seat?"

"your mom," he replies, laughing with his friends.

you groan and sit in his spot instead. he watches you carefully, trying to find more things he can pick on you about.

"what did you get on last week's assignment?" he asks.

"your mom," you reply with a smirk, proud of your retaliation.

"touché," replies Donghyun. "well, i got 99%."

"i got 100 so suck it," you say, turning back to him and sticking your tongue out.

you hear someone laugh and recognize it immediately as your friend, Haon. he walks into class and sits in his spot usually next to you, but currently taken by Donghyun.

"suck it fr, Donghyun," Haon says, opening his books.

"shut up, you can barely even pass half the time," Donghyun whines.

you burst out laughing and Donghyun smiles to himself.

the two of you are sworn enemies, academic rivals.

"but you guys enjoy this, don't you?" Haon asks you as he eats his lunch with you in the cafeteria.

you shake your head.

"he's so annoying, i can't stand him. he's literally so dumb and immature."

Haon shrugs, continuing to eat.

-

that week in class, a new assignment is announced. you're ready to do research and present the best ppt ever... until they say it's a creative project... and a group project, too. a group project in pairs. assigned pairs.

"i'm placing the two rivals in this class together because i'm sure if you actually work together, you can get something spectacular done," your teacher explains.

all eyes on the class turn to you and Donghyun. you can see Haon laughing somewhere within your peripheral vision as you try to look straight ahead.

"y/n and Donghyun, you'll be the first group to present. come take your assignment sheet."

you look back to see Donghyun rolling his eyes and sighing, exaggerating his every move and sound. so, you get up and fetch the sheet yourself.

everyone gets 10 minutes to read the assignment over before the class continues, and you drag your seat to Donghyun's desk so you can both read it over.

"this is so dumb," Donghyun sighs.

"i.. think it's quite fun, actually! we're given a lot of freedom for the presentation.. what should we do?!" you ask.

"i say we write a song. i know a thing or two about music. and you can come to my place; i have the equipment," Donghyun quickly explains while looking down at his phone.

you sigh. this is going to be tough.

-

Donghyun's house is big, clean, and extremely organized. you look around like a tourist at a foreign museum, taking in everything and also trying to find any baby photos of Donghyun to use as blackmail. you find his class president promo poster on the door of his room and immediately take a photo.

"everyone's already seen that. it won't do much for you," he says nonchalantly, making you jump as he walks from behind you into his room and onto his bed.

"let's go to my studio; it's easier to work there," he says with a smirk.

deep down, he's excited. he's excited for you to see the studio and feel shocked. he's excited to show you that he's more than just a bookworm. why is he excited? he doesn't know.. well.. because he gets to show off and one-up you, right?!

you follow behind him, imagining his studio as a tiny closet with a cheap mic, but you're suprised to find a soundproofed room filled with art, a weird toilet-chair, and a setup that looks like it belongs to a producer.

"wha--?" your jaw is dropped as you look around.

Donghyun's face is burning up, your shocked face makes him feel so proud he could die right now and die happy.

"Donghyun, this is all yours?" you ask.

"yeah, it's whatever. anyways, come sit. let's figure out what we want to do," he says as he sits in his chair, leaning back and turning on the desktop.

it takes a while for you to come up with ideas because you're still so in shock, but eventually, the two of you come up with the bare bones draft of a song. by then, it's pretty late and you decide you should go home.

right as Donghyun is sending you off at the door, his mom walks in.

"oh, hey Donghyun! i'm home.. who is this? a friend from school?"

"i'm y/n, Donghyun's classmate. we were just working on a project together," you say with a smile.

Donghyun's mom smiles back and nods, saying goodbye to you along with his son who glares at you as you leave.

"what kind of classmate do you glare at as they leave, huh Donghyun?" his mom asks him once you're gone.

"a classmate i hate."

-

back in class the next day, you excitedly race to Donghyun to talk about the song you've made.

"i was thinking about it all night! i have so many ideas now... we can incorporate some of our favourite poets' work into the song.. we can also sample some classical artists because we're gonna talk about how copyrighting and stuff is a blurry line, right?!" you ramble on.

"excuse me, do i know you?" Donghyun asks, trying to glare at you but breaking out into a laugh.

his laughter makes you crack up, and you don't notice Haon staring at you. the classroom's biggest rivals are suddenly laughing together?

you spend all of lunch talking about the song with Donghyun, and you go back to his place that night to work on the song again. his mom brings you fruits and wishes you luck as the two of you keep getting more and more ideas for the song.

"what about a music video?!" you suggest.

"let's make Haon the villain," Donghyun jokes.

"hey, hey.. don't bring my friend into this!"

-

the next day, you use your lunch period to film the music video. at this point, all sorts of rumours are spreading throughout the school. most of them involve you and Donghyun dating.

"i heard from someone that you went over to his house and spent the whole night making out with him instead of studying. what do you have to say for yourself, y/n?!" Haon asks you before a class begins.

"they can all fuck off. everyone will see when we present that we've actually been working hard," you explain.

-

at Donghyun's place, the two of you meet to add the final touches to the song and music video. you're so invested on fixing up a specific scene that Donghyun speaking makes you jump.

"don't you think it's so dumb that everyone thinks we're dating," he says.

you raise your brows at him while your heartrate returns to normal. "you heard it too?"

he nods, running his fingers through his soft, dark locks.

"yeah," you agree with a scoff, "it's really dumb."

"what if we fake date to make them think they're right and then a week later or something tell everyone ha we were just pranking!" Donghyun explains with a toothy grin, his hair falling back into his face.

"huh? w-why would we do that?"

Donghyun shrugs. "because it's fun."

you don't see the fun in any of this.

"okay, if you agree to fake date me, i'll... purposely fail the next test."

you perk up at the sound of that and Donghyun smirks.

"deal, then?"

"no... what would fake-dating entail?" you ask, leaning back in your chair next to Donghyun.

he presses the keys on his keyboard as he speaks. "acting like a couple but not actually being a couple?"

"okay, i know that much, but are we talking full pda or--"

💌: (pda means public display of affection, things like holding hands, kissing, etc that a couple does!)

"gross!" Donghyun yelps, pushing you and covering his face as it turns pink.

"get your head out the gutter! we'll just go with the flow, nothing too wild," he explains, pushing the hair out of his eyes.

you find yourself agreeing and the next morning, the day of your presentation, Donghyun is at your front door.

"Donghyun?" you ask, shocked.

"we're dating, aren't we? so let me walk you to school," he says, slipping his hand into yours.

"fake dating," you clarify as you lock the door.

"well.. anyways, all ready for the presentation today?" he asks, pushing his glasses up with his free hand. he grins at you; a small, curious grin.

"yep! i'm so excited... i think the reactions will be legendary," you say.

you both try to ignore the butterflies you feel each time you look at your interlocked fingers.

-

"they're holding hands?"

"i told you they're dating!"

"is it a prank?"

"y/n just wants to make Haon jealous."

the whispers start the second you and Donghyun enter the school grounds while holding hands, and they don't stop.

Haon races up to you in class once you're in your seat, demanding answers.

"i haven't seen you in a week and you say it's because of this project and now you're holding hands with your sworn enemy?!"

you shrug in response and he sighs.

looking back at Donghyun, you find he was already looking at you. quickly, he looks away, his cheeks red.

"okay, class. let's start the presentations! Haon and Seunghoon can go first," the teacher says.

you watch your best friend sigh as he stands, shuffling over to the front. you cheer him on and watch eagerly as he presents, but you're also nervous for your turn.

well, you don't even have time to be nervous! you're up next!!

the class murmurs as you both walk up and Donghyun smiles at you, lovingly? you can't tell if he's putting on the fake dating act or if his small smile and warm eyes are genuinely shooting out love hearts for you.

you shrug it off and focus on the presentation. luckily, you and Donghyun both present without any mistakes, and both the class and teacher love it!

"i knew something good would come out of pairing you both together!" the teacher says.

after the class, so many people come up to you both with questions about the song. Haon jokingly tells everyone that no paparazzi is allowed.

"move back!" he shouts, gently pushing the students away.

while Haon is unknowingly distracting them, Donghyun whispers into your ear.

"on the count of three, let's run."

"one." he smiles at you.

"two." he takes your hand.

"three!" he pulls you towards him as he sprints out of the class and you trail behind him.

your laughter echoes through the halls as you both stop in an empty classroom to catch your breaths.

"why?!" you ask Donghyun, who shrugs his shoulders.

"this is so much better," he says, panting while smiling.

"agreed," you reply.

there's an awkward silence between you both and you look around the classroom, not noticing Donghyun's eyes on you.

"can i kiss you?" he suddenly asks.

"huh?!" you whip your head around.

Donghyun's eyes are sparkling. he's serious, genuinely meant the question he asked.

"yes," you reply, knowing you mean it but not knowing why.

before you can try to find out, Donghyun is pressing his lips to yours and cupping your cheeks. his kiss is warm, and soft. you see stars; you feel butterflies like never before. he's practically taking you to heaven but brings you back down the second he pulls away.

"i-i'm sorry," he says, sheepishly, looking ashamed but cute with his cheeks all rosy.

"no. i wanted to," you say, reaching for his hand.

why are you reaching for his hand? your body is acting on instincts that you aren't even aware of.

you hear a low whistle from outside the classroom.

"so this is where you ran off to?" Haon asks, stepping into the class.

you quickly let go of Donghyun's hands.

"you have a lot of explaining to do, y/n," Haon tells you.

-

an hour spent at a café with Haon and he's had his jaw dropped the whole time as you've been talking.

"okay and so basically now you both kissed and you're wondering if you have real feelings for him?" Haon asks.

you slowly nod, taking a sip of your drink. your friend shakes his head at you, smirking.

"you fucking idiot. you've had feelings for him this whole time and haven't known! just date him for real already," Haon says.

"it isn't that easy! who knows how he feels about me," you point out.

Haon laughs, "he asked if he could kiss you. you don't think he likes you?"

your phone vibrates on the table. Donghyun's caller id flashes on the screen.

"answer it," Haon says. "i bet he wants to confess."

"hello?" you speak into your phone, stepping outside of the café so you can hear better.

"hey.. you're not busy, are you?" Donghyun asks in a small voice.

you look back at Haon. "no, why?"

"about what happened today.. i want to say that i don't regret it. i wanted that.. and i still want it.,"

"what do you mean?" you ask.

"i like you, y/n. for real. let's date.. for real?" he asks.

"you idiot. why aren't you telling me this in person," you joke.

"because i'm shy. answer me first," he whines.

you laugh, telling him that you feel the same.

"everything is happening so fast," you say.

"you're right, but let's not waste any more time. do you wanna come over?" Donghyun asks.

Haon looks up moments later to find you rushing in to grab your things.

"i'm so sorry Haon, i've gotta go," you say.

"just go. go to him," Haon says, sipping on his drink.

-

at Donghyun's house, his mom invites you in and you walk straight to his studio. the second you knock on his door, he opens it. clearly, he's been waiting.

and he wastes no time before he pins you to the door and his lips crash onto yours, tenderly melting against you as his hands slowly come down to wrap around your waist. he sighs in relief as your cool hands cup his warm cheeks, pulling him closer.

"was that okay?" he whispers after he pulls away.

"yes.. we like each other and we're dating now, right?" you ask.

Donghyun shyly nods. he takes you by the hand toward his chair, inviting you into his lap after he first takes a seat.

"wanna watch a movie with me?" he asks.

-

in class the next day, the two of you act as normal... as normal as a couple who were enemies before, then fake dated and are now dating for real could act.

people still don't know if your relationship is real or not, and some snobby popular girl comes all the way to your class from hers just to find out.

"it's real.. right? Donghyun, you wouldn't be dating your rival.. right? c'mon, i know you like me--"

she's cut off by the sound of your boyfriend scoffing.

"excuse me? like you? who even are you?" Donghyun asks, not even looking at the girl but instead focusing on drawing circles on the back of your hand as he holds it in his.

the girl is dumbfounded and storms away. you look at Donghyun, surprised that he stood up for you. he kisses your nose and giggles.

"i have to get used to this," you say.

"used to what?"

"you defending me for a change."

Donghyun shakes his head at you.

"get to your spots, everyone! we have a test today," the teacher says.

you look back at Donghyun before going to your desk, and he throws you a wink.

it's after class that you realize why--he kept his promise. he purposely failed his test because you agreed to fake date him.

"why would you do that, though? we stopped fake dating," you explain during lunch.

"but you still agreed, and a deal is a deal," he says with a small smile.

-

that night, you go to Donghyun's house again. in the studio, you recount the events that happened with that dumb popular girl and how Donghyun failed a test for the first time. you both laugh your heads off until a long silence prompts you to speak again.

you kneel down so you're eye-level with your boyfriend as you say, "Donghyun, you did really well today. i'm so proud of you. you did so much for me.. i don't deserve it."

"can i kiss you?" he suddenly asks without hesitation.

as soon as you nod yes, he presses his lips to the corner of your mouth, below your lips and above your chin. his touch as he gently caresses your cheek with his thumb is warm and soft. when he pulls away, even though you weren't kissing him, you miss the feeling of his lips on you.

his eyelids flutter open and he stares at you with stars on his eyes, his cheeks dusted red.

you unconsciously whine and pout, wanting to kiss him, making Donghyun break into a smile.

"you missed," you say, pointing to your lips.

"you're crazy," he tells you, but he still kisses you for real this time and butterflies rage within you as he pulls you onto his lap. it feels like you're melting onto his chest as one of his hands hold the back of your neck and the other your back.

Donghyun's phone starts vibrating on his desk but he pays it no mind, fully focusing on his racing heart and how sweet you taste, how warm you are to hold and how much he loves you.

he tells you this, breathes and mumbles it against your lips and you have to hold onto him because you feel so weak.

"D-Donghyun i can't.. i need a break.. my heart is exploding," you stutter.

he holds your waist and lets you lean back, admiring you.

"you don't think my heart also feels like there's warfare happening in there?" he asks with a toothy grin.

"i hate you," you say while smiling.

"oh? why are you sitting in my lap then?"

"fuck off."

"did you mean 'fuck me' instead? cause i will--"

"SHUT UP!" you shout, standing up.

Donghyun is a laughing mess, clapping his hands together and gasping for air.

"i'm sorry," he says with a smile, reaching for your hand as you jokingly turn your back to him.

[jae-bummer]

What Is Probably the Worst Pep Talk Ever

Request: hi! could i request for a scenario with jay park where his girlf teases him and denies him of skinship (doesn’t hug back or give him kisses) i love the way u write sm, thank u if u choose to write it. also while ure at it im curious whether ur username is inspired by him.

To answer your question, my username is actually inspired by Jay B from Got7! Got7 was actually one of the first groups I stanned :)

Pairing: Jay Park x Reader

Genre: Fluff (Warning: 18+ for language and steamy commentary)

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"Are you nervous?" you asked, stepping into the elevator.

"Nervous?" Jay chuckled. "Not even once in my life."

"Am I misremembering?" you hummed, tapping your chin. "Or didn't you say you were nervous the day you asked if we could be exclusive?"

"Well, I mean," he cringed.

"And what about the time when we had first started dating and you said I made you nervous?" you continued.

"You must have dreamed it," he said, fighting the corners of his mouth from turning upward. "Jay Park is never nervous."

"Says the man talking about himself in third person," you laughed. "You still haven't pressed the elevator button by the way."

"Shit," he muttered, stepping forward and furrowing his eyebrows. "What floor did I say we needed to be on again?"

"11 maybe?" you tried. "Maybe if you weren't so nervous, you'd remember."

Shooting you a glare over his shoulder, he stabbed at the appropriate button, and stepped back to stand beside you.

You couldn't help but chuckle as you tucked yourself into Jay's side. He was easily the most self-assured person to ever suffer from self-esteem issues. While the two traits sounded like they shouldn't intermingle, they somehow did. He liked to play at being cocky and keep his image intact, but you were the one who saw him lose sleep over some of his daily decisions. It had become one of your sole missions in life to make sure that he knew a healthy amount of worry was okay. He didn't have to conquer the world every time he stepped foot out of his door.

"Who all is supposed to be at this thing?" you sighed, adjusting your outfit.

"A lot of industry people," Jay grumbled. "A lot of people I need to impress."

"Is it a need or a want?" you asked, looking at him from your periphery. Judging by the little wrinkle in between his brows, you weren't sure if he was even listening. "Jay?"

Shaking off his trance, he turned to you with wide eyes. "Yeah?"

"You didn't hear me, did you?" you grinned.

As you spoke, the elevator finally stopped at your desired floor and started to slide open. Wrapping his fingers around yours, Jay took a deep breath. You could immediately feel the sweat coating his palms.

"I say this with love," you whispered as you moved forward into the hallway. "Please, please, wipe your hands on your jeans."

"Y/N," he hissed. Taking his hand from yours, he wiped helplessly at his thighs. "My palms don't sweat."

"Then they're crying."

Taking another deep breath through his nose, Jay placed his hand on the small of your back and leaned in. "Have I ever told you that you are the cutest, most fucking impossible person I have ever met?"

Spinning away from him, you grinned. "Have I ever told you that when you're worried about something, you clench your jaw? It's kind of hot but can't be great for your teeth."

"For the love of God," he groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Could you please just support me here?"

"Why?" you asked, fake confusion coating your features. "Are you nervous?"

If looks could kill, you would be dead on the floor. Finally conceding, you reached forward to weave your fingers through his. "Baby, being nervous isn't a bad thing. It just means that something important is happening."

"Fine!" he gasped. "You caught me! Jay Park is actually stressed the fuck out!"

"Third person-"

"Y/N," he deadpanned.

"Okay, okay," you cooed, patting him carefully on the chest. "What has you stressed out?"

Glancing over his shoulder and toward the sounds of the party you were supposed to attend, he looked back at you. "Do we really have to do this right now?"

"No one is going to hear you admitting your weaknesses," you chuckled. "Just tell me what's going on in your head."

"Okay, for one, I don't have weaknesses, so let's establish that right here and fucking now."

"Of course, baby."

He rolled his eyes and began to pout. "I just...don't want to look stupid."

"You know you're the best at what you do," you nodded in what you hoped was encouragement. "Even if you do make yourself look stupid, you always save it somehow."

"But these people, Y/N," he clucked, shaking his head. "They're next level. Investors I need, executives that could have a lot to say about my next moves-"

"And so what?" you asked. "You may not be the tallest in the room, or the most well-spoken, but-"

"Ay! Ay! Ay!" he grunted. "You are shit at pep talks, you know that?"

You couldn't help but laugh at his reaction, which in turn made him give you a reluctant smile. "You have you're short-"

"Watch it."

"Shortcomings," you asserted. "But everyone does. You overcome yours every time."

"Yeah, I do, don't I?"

"You do," you smiled. "I know you're your own biggest fan and I'm likely the second biggest. Let me step into that number one spot and have your back tonight."

"Pfft, unnecessary," he chuckled. "Even if I'm struggling, I still got me."

"Of course!" you huffed. "So silly of me to even suggest otherwise!"

Pulling you into him, Jay wrapped his arms around your waist, and nuzzled his face into your neck. "Look at you with that big, sexy brain. Making all of the sense in the world."

"More like stroking your ego in the precisely correct locations," you laughed, scrubbing your fingers across the back of his scalp.

"You can stroke me in other ways tonight," he whispered, biting playfully at your ear.

Moving to face you, he leaned forward to attempt a kiss. Naturally, you turned away. His lips met your cheek, causing him to groan.

Laughing, you turned toward him again, and pulled him in by the shoulders. Smiling up until the moment your lips met, you allowed yourself to get caught up in the man that drove you crazy. In true Jay fashion, he slid his hand down to give a tight squeeze to your butt, causing you to squeak in alarm.

"I think I'm ready now," he hummed. "You?"

"I've been ready," you said quietly. "I was just waiting for you to be too."

[whats-wild-to-you]

damn that anon who asked for the thigh plot was oddly specific

could we get a part 2 tho 👀

Admit it…you just want that smut scene 😈😈 can’t blame you though 😂

*the thigh plot linked here*

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I stepped out of the shower, wrapping a big, fluffy towel around my body. Jay’s phone rang as soon as we got in and I hadn’t seen or heard him since. He might as well have left because of some emergency.

Humming along to my favorite song, I stepped into the bedroom, gasping at the sight in front of me.

Jay had dimmed the lights and spritzed perfume in the air, the bed was covered in roses and a champagne bottle with two glasses sat on the nightstand. But no sight of Jay.

I was starting to think that he was really called into the office at the last minute, until someone kicked the door open and I watched Jay walking into the room, cradling a bowl of strawberries and a can of whipped cream.

Involuntary, I broke into a huge laughing fit. “I thought you wanted to seduce me, not feed me!”

Jay just smirked, taking in the sight on front of him.

“You’re early.”

“Aww, I’m sorry. Should I go and come back in a couple minutes and act surprised?”, I teased him.

He shook his head and grabbed a corner of my towel, swirling me around and out of it, until my naked body landed on the bed.

Desperately trying to cover myself with the blanket, I grunted when I realized all the rose petals stuck to my still damp skin.

“Relax, baby!”

I closed my eyes and counted to ten.

Here he was, my absolutely gorgeous boyfriend, this perfect specimen, at my feet, ready to fulfill all of my needs.

All I had to do was let him. Sex so far had been pretty standard. I would rush to the bedroom, undress, kill the lights and hide under the sheets. It was a matter of time before Jay would start to get bored with me.

“What are you doing?”, I squeaked, when he parted my legs, standing in between them.

He didn’t say anything, just smirked. I gulped when he pulled my hair back, exposing my neck and dipped his head to leave wet kisses right below my ear.

“I want you to enjoy this as much as I am!”, he said eventually, going around the bed and pouring some of the champagne into our glasses. I downed my glass in one go, needing the extra boost of confidence.

“What about this?”, I pointed to the can of whipped cream.

“That’s for later.”

He kneeled in front of me, grabbing my hips, pulling me to the edge of the bed. He put my legs on either side of his shoulders and pulled my closer to him, until his face was inches away from my pussy. With his agile tongue he parted my lips and dipped it into my wet folds making me shiver involuntarily.

Not able, or willing, to suppress my moans, I grabbed him by his hair, grinding my hips, desperate to find some release. But Jay had just started the teasing game.

As he came up for air he grabbed the whipped cream, smiling devilishly as he shook the bottle in the most suggestive manner.

"Your pussy is sweet like a mango, and you know what goes really well with that?"

I faked ignorance, until he squirted some of the fluffy cream directly onto my pussy, licking it clean and being very thorough in doing so.

I braced myself for a long night and the possibility of Jay emptying the entire can on me.

[dreamperfectarchives]

KHH Masterlist

༉‧₊˚✧ DPR/ Dream Perfect Regime

DPR Live/ Hong Dabin

[Neon Lights] — Club!AU

↬ Summary: You and Dabin work in a club, that’s it, that’s the fic.

(The link for this fic will send you to my main account)

[Sweet Silence] - Bet!AU

↬ Summary: Dabin makes a bet with his friends without thinking about the consequences and gets into trouble.

Or boys will be boys, Ugh.

DPR Ian/ Christian Yu

[One Step Closer] — Post-Apocalypse!AU

↬ Summary: The worlds come to an end, there’s chaos and dead-beat silence, but above all that, you’re one step closer to a happy ending.

or you’re looking for your brother and find Ian.

(The link for this fic will send you to my main account)

[Written In Pages] - Work!AU

↬ Summary: Sometimes, it’s for the best.

(The link for this fic will send you to my main account)

[pastelpastryblog]

After a very long hiatus, I have finally posted In love with my best friend - PH-1 chapter 7. Its a short one because I'm getting back to writing again. I'm a bit rusty lol, so my writing may not be it's best, but I really hope that you enjoy it. 🥰💕

Chapter 7

[ilove-bloo]

[2:12PM] “uhm, why tho?” harry asked blankly. he couldn’t comprehend the confession you gave him, he couldn’t wrap his head around your words.

to him, you were the most perfect girl; supportive, smart, beautiful, sweet to even whining children or scolding elders, quick-witted enough to be prepared for his teasing jokes, and every great quality he could think of. you were his best friend that, less than he admits, was pretty pefect.

“i like you, well, because you’re you harry,” you smiled sweetly at him. your simple explanation made him shake his head in disbelief, “that doesn’t even make sense, y/n,” he scoffed.

you frowned at his reaction, “you can just say you don’t like me bac-“ “NO,” he cut off your words, scrambling to find his.

he placed his hands on your shoulders, more for his own emotional stabilty than yours. he rested forehead on top of your head, sighing deeply, he opened his mouth to speak, “i’m just genuinely in shock when you said those things and i can’t believe you’d like someone like me. i think you’re too good for me y/n,”

your laugh filled his ears again, you took his hands on your shoulder and interlaced them with yours, “i’m not too good for you and i hope you know you’re one of the best guys i know. i really do like you harry,” you reassured.

lifting his head, he met your eyes and softened, “i really like you too y/n,” he replied, bringing his lips to yours.

[whipscenarios]

Unknown Situation (A/F) - Jay Park

requested: Jay park with some angst and fluffy - masterlist - em português

You were living a dream. Since a child you dreamed of having a baby girl, “I want to call her Lucy” you’d say to your whole family. And your fiance, Jay, he was the perfect one. Having met him quite a few years ago though friends. The way jay reacted when you told him about the baby you were carrying was genuine. He’d laugh and hug and spin you on his arms, “This is the happiest day of my life”.

It had been a rough pregnancy though. Since the beginning you knew it was risk rated and took care of your self better than never. Jaebum would call you every day only to ask if you were ok, to tell you not to do anything other than laying down and watching movies. You felt nauseous since day one, all the symptoms happened to be way worse with you, so bad you couldn’t even remember the last day you slept well.

But now you were like that for six months. It was still rough but only to feel baby Lucy’s feet kicking your belly already got you calmer. Her room was already done, the sex reveal party was incredible, almost like a dream. Jay canceled everything he had for the next three months, he wanted to be by your side day by day, enjoying the start of his father life. “You’ll be the luckiest baby in the world” he’d say while rubbing your huge belly.

It was another boring Wednesday in your life. You and Jay were laying on the couch while watching some random cartoon, “I want to go out” you said looking at him, “I don’t want you to go out” he answered, “Still, I am bored. You are not the one who has been laid down for six whole months” you started arguing with him, “Babe, you go out pretty often, don’t get dramatic” he defended his point, getting you a little angry, “I’m going out by myself so” you said lifting from the couch and starting to walk towards the room.

What you didn’t notice was that your pressure was low, and suddenly you saw everything turning black, “Jay” you screamed and he rushed to get you, “I’m here baby”, Jay didn’t know what to do, so he got nervous, “Get me to our room, take salt and water for me, fast” you still managed to guide him noticing his instant reaction.

He promptly got you bridal style and put you on the bed, you were trying to breath as much as you could, but it was so hard feeling like you would faint at anytime, “Fast jay” you hurried him and in a few seconds he brought what you had asked. You told him to get salt under your tongue and water on your neck and pulse, “I’m here with you babe, stay with me right?” you heard him saying while running his cold hands through your body. The feeling wouldn’t get better so you laid down and got more salt, Jay was now sat by your side, his hands holding yours like nothing else mattered, “I’m getting better” you stated having him to breath in relief, “You sure?” he asked and you slowly nodded, “Thank you for being so fast” you said, “I was so scared, i saw myself in an unknown situation to me, I didn’t know what to do” he confessed and you calmed him down, “Baby lucy just kicked so I think everything is fine”, “Don’t argue with me again, you’ll just got to see I was right, you and our baby are resting and I am calling the doctor” he demanded and you giggled, “You are the best future husband I could have”.

[texth1ghr]

Haon having a crush on foreign reader

-XxT

[repost from @h1ghrscenarios because I posted on the wrong blog]

[h1ghrscenarios]

Super late, missing Harry (Ph-1) while he’s away filming show me the money.

[randomdancingscenarios]

Surprise

Pairing: Simon Dominic, Jay Park x Reader

Genre: Angst, a little Fluff

Plot: You want to surprise your boyfriend for you 5 year anniversary, but thing don’t go according to plan.

Word count: 1450

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

Jay: So we have it all planned out right? You’ll surprise him in the hall backstage?!

Y/N: Yea. I’m super excited to finally see him! Do the others know I’m coming?

Jay: No, I don’t think so… Everyone still thinks you are on a flight back and wont make the show, so it really will be a surprise.

Y/N: Oh my god he’s calling, I’ll talk to you later okay?

Jay: Alright! I’m rooting for you Y/N. FIGHTING!

Y/N: FIGHTING!

You quickly hangup and answered Simons video call

Simon: Did your flight get in? Are you here? Ignore the mess in the Living room haha I’ve been really busy with producing and all.

He sounds super excited, DAMN he looks super sexy when he smiles you thought as you try to keep back a smile.You absolutely loved hearing the excitment in his voice.

Y/N: Well hello to you too

Simon: Oh. Sorry jagi! Hello! haha I’m just really excited to finally see you and hold you! Haha

You gave a Half heartedly smile.You try your hardest not to smile but to look sad and disappointed.

Y/N: Hey Simon…

He continues rambling on about the mess in the living room.

Simon: … About the mess… I..

He looks at you studying the now frown on your face.

Simon: Babe… What’s wrong? Is it the living room? I promise I’ll clean it up as soon as I get home…

Y/N: No, Simon its… I didn’t get on my flight. My mo..

Simon: Wait?! What do you mean you didn’t get on the flight!?

He started to sound hysterical.

Simon: We had a plan Y/N! You were to go Abroad to see your family and you would come back tonight!

Y/N: Simon please just listen. I didn’t know how much I missed home until now… I just.

You pause to keep from laughing.

Simon: Y/N you promised!

He sounded beyond hurt.

Y/N: I’m sorry Simon, I’ll be home tomorrow. I promise.

Simon: Yea… Ok. Look i have to go we are about to do sound check. 

Y/N: Yea okay. I love you Simon.

Simon: Sure you do.

Not even 10 seconds after hanging up you get a text from jay.

[JayP] Hey!! So ya Boi is PISSED!. Hopefully this all works out lol.

Hopefully you thought.—————————————————————————————————————————— The concert was AMAZING you forgot how it felt to watch Jay, Gray, Loco,Simon, and everyone from AOMG perform.The crowd was really feeling the sets. And so were you. You screamed at the top of your lungs as soon as you saw him. You couldn’t wait to see his face when you surprise him after the show.

When the show was over you waited for the “ alls clear” text from Jay.He must be busy signing things you thought looking at your phone.

Y/N: Fuxk It!

You make your way backstage into the hallway gift in hand, excited to be reunited with Simon. You longed for his warm embrace. It was what you needed after being away for 2 months. 

Halfway down the hall you spotted what looked like Simon. But it couldn’t be, Simon would never be all up on some random girl. The figure was hovering over what seemed like a petite girl with long brown hair and a very VERY short skirt. She was giggling as he whispered in her ear and twirled her locks in-between his fingers. You stopped dead in your tracks when you saw that it actually was Simon.

He leaned in and starting kissing this girl. Not even seeing you standing there. What the fuxk!! You couldn’t move you couldn’t think you sure as hell couldn’t speak, tears started rolling down your face. Your heart shattering into a million and one pieces. All of the sudden your phone went off. They quickly jerked their heads in your direction. You stood there frozen. Simon jerked away from the girl.

Simon: Y/N! What are you dong here?

You didn’t say a word. Your mind was still processing if this was really happening. He starts to hesitantly walk up to you. 

Simon: Y/N it’s not what it looks like. We were just talking

He finally reaches you studying your face, seeing the hurt built up on your face. Simon reaches out to grab your hand.

Simon: Jagi… Say something… Please.

You snatch your hand away from being touched.

Y/N: Don’t touch me. You whispered.

Simon: …Y/N… Every fiber in your being screamed for you to run, scream at him! Slap him!? He reaches out to touch you once more. You slap him with every once of strength you had left. You stood there on the verge of tears when you heard steps coming your way. You threw your gift in Simons face.

Y/N: Happy Anniversary Simon. 

You spat as you turned around too embarrassed to face whoever was coming and ran down the hall fighting back tears.

Jay: Hey Simon I need to spea… Wheres Y/N going? 

Simon opened up the gift bag and saw that it was a card and a watch box. The watch was engraved with the words “ FOREVER YOURS UNTIL THE END OF TIME.” 

Simon: Did you know?

Jay: Did I know what?

Simon: DID YOU KNOW SHE WAS HERE?

Jay: Yea. She wanted to surprise you dude… What did you do to her?.. Who’s the girl.

Jay motioned to the girl with the short skirt. Simon shoved the watch box into Jay.

Simon: I need to catch her.

Simon ran after you hoping to catch you before you left. Before you could slip out of his life. Hoping it wasn’t too late… ———————————————————————————————————

And there you were… Standing in the crisp cold air waiting, waiting for… well you didn’t even know what you were waiting for.

 I just want to go home you thought… Home… Was the place you and Simon shared a home anymore? How many girls has he brought back there while you were gone? Did he Fuxk them in your bed? You couldn’t stop yourself from thinking. When Suddenly you were grabbed from behind. You shrieked.

Jay: Y/N? Are you okay?

That was it, you couldn’t fight back the pain you fell into Jays arms and let out the ugliest cry.

Y/N: I… I don’t understand Jay…

Jay: Shhh. Don’t speak Y/N. It’s not your fault okay. You did nothing wrong.

Jay pulled you closer and held you even tighter. You always felt safe in his arms. You never knew why but you did. Jay peeled you out of his arms only to look at you. Even when you are crying you were somehow even more beautiful than before. 

Jay: Come on bug lets get you home.

Home! The one place you didn’t want to go.

Y/N: I.. I don’t want to go home right now.

You say through hiccups. Jay understood, was it even a home after what just happened. 

Jay: Alright. where do you want to go?

Y/N:… Can I come stay with you?

God those words made his heart soar.

Jay: Yea… of course Y/N. Lets go.

Jay wraps his hands into yours as he leads you to his car.———————————————————————————————————

Simon finally made it outside but it was too late, you had gone. He knew he had messed up bad. Six years down the drain all because he was angry at you for not making the show. He looked at the watch you had gifted him and remembered there was a card inside.

[  Simon,            

I’m so thankful to have such an amazing man like you in my life. No matter how for apart we are or how gloomy your day maybe just know I will be there to make you smile and brighten your days. I love you so much and I cant wait to spend many more years with you.

                                                                                         Yours Truly Y/N.

P.s. I cant wait to show you the outfit I Picked up. lol]

I really fuxked up. He whispers into his hand.———————————————————————————————————

Y/N: Thanks Jay.

Jay: For?

Y/N: For everything.

He smiled and squeezed you hand thinking about how natural and how nice your hand felt in his.

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This Is the pre- sequel to Can I Stay the Night. Hopefully you guys like it. Sorry its too long.

[justlissy]

Holly the cupid

genre: fluff

artist: pH-1

a/n: hello there! I don’t know if this will be read but if you do read thank you! I would like to keep writing for my khh fellas so please let me know if I should keep writing or not 🦀

Also if you have any requests please send them through!

'Holy come here', whispered Harry in vain as the cute puppy made its way to you. Holly hopped on your lap during your photoshop making you grin.

'Yes perfect!' complimented the photographer as she snapped multiple pictures, taking advantage of the fact that Holly was posing ever snap she heard.

Harry froze not knowing what to do, he wanted to go to you and bring Holly back but he could only focus on you. From your round brown eyes to your curly hair, to the dimples that appeared every time you would smile. How could someone be so… beautiful? Before he even realised he was smiling at the sight of his cute puppy playing with a cute girl.

𝘋𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘏𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘶𝘱𝘪𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘸?

‘Harry!’ Woodie shouted, getting Harry’s attention and he saw the others waving at him waiting to start the shoot.

‘𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭, 𝘐 𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘔𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘏𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘵, 𝘪𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘺.’ Harry thought. He jogged towards the other members, after looking back at you one more time.

‘Okay and… we’re done!’ everyone started clapping while you stood up and thanked everyone for their hard work. Then you crouched down to Holly’s eye level grinning at her cute little outfit.

‘Now who do you belong to pretty baby?’ she tilted her head to the side making you melt at her cuteness. You grabbed her into your arms, looking around to see if there’s anyone looking for her. The other artists were busy doing their own shoots so you decided to look for the owner yourself. You asked around to see if anyone knew whose puppy it was but no one seemed to have a clue.

‘I think she’s from someone of H1ghr Music’ a member of staff told you and you thanked them, happy to see that your long walk was coming to an end. At the end of the hallway, you saw a sign saying ‘H1ghr Music’ and looked down to smile at Holly to find her fast asleep. You knocked on the door and peeped your head first to find everyone staring at you.

‘Hi, sorry to bother you guys but I think I have something that belongs to one of you.’ You said nervously, fully entering the room and their looks then fell onto Holly. A guy with a mustache tapped on the shoulder of another guy with a orange beanie, making him turn around. He was holding a bag of gummy bears, one already entering his mouth when his eyes locked with yours slightly widening as if he was surprised to see you. His eyes quickly fell onto his puppy, who looked way too comfortable on your arms. Harry stood up quickly making his way to you with a little awkward smile. You also started walking his way, not really knowing how to act.

‘Hum hey thank you for bringing Holly back, she ran away out of nowhere and found you and even disrupted your photoshoot. I didn’t want to get in the way of it, so I just left in the hopes that she would come back but it seems like she had other plans.’ Harry quickly said making you smile at how flustered he looked.

‘It’s fine, Holly made the pictures even better so I’m the one who should be thanking you…’

‘Ph-1 or you can call him Harry since he finds you cute’ you were interrupted by the moustache guy as he carefully took Holly away from your arms and winked at you.

‘Minsik I swear if you don’t shut your mouth’ Harry hissed, making you giggle at their interaction.

‘Then thank you Harry, I hope I didn’t worry you much’ you say apologetic.

‘Why would you make Harry worry y/n-noona?’ says someone with super long hair wrapping his arm around you.

You look to see who’s talking to you so casually to realise that it's your favourite maknae.

‘Haonnnnieee’ you say in a baby voice, turning to pinch his cheeks that no longer had the baby fat that you remember.

𝘞𝘢𝘪𝘵- 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦? 𝘠/𝘯 𝘯𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘢? 𝘏𝘢𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘦? 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘏𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺.

⌎⊱⊶⊷⊶⊷⊶⊷⊶⊷⇲⊰⌏ ⌎⊱⊶⊷⊶⊷⊶⊷⊶⊷⇲⊰⌏ ⌎⊱⊶⊷⊶

Hey cupid why you hiding

(Shoot on and shoot on)

날려줘 빨리

My cupid where you at right now

(Shoot on and shoot on)

[zendieya-8]

Oh, new person to be obsessed eith alert?? It being jay park though i really crazyy💀

What Is Probably the Worst Pep Talk Ever

Request: hi! could i request for a scenario with jay park where his girlf teases him and denies him of skinship (doesn’t hug back or give him kisses) i love the way u write sm, thank u if u choose to write it. also while ure at it im curious whether ur username is inspired by him.

To answer your question, my username is actually inspired by Jay B from Got7! Got7 was actually one of the first groups I stanned :)

Pairing: Jay Park x Reader

Genre: Fluff (Warning: 18+ for language and steamy commentary)

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"Are you nervous?" you asked, stepping into the elevator.

"Nervous?" Jay chuckled. "Not even once in my life."

"Am I misremembering?" you hummed, tapping your chin. "Or didn't you say you were nervous the day you asked if we could be exclusive?"

"Well, I mean," he cringed.

"And what about the time when we had first started dating and you said I made you nervous?" you continued.

"You must have dreamed it," he said, fighting the corners of his mouth from turning upward. "Jay Park is never nervous."

"Says the man talking about himself in third person," you laughed. "You still haven't pressed the elevator button by the way."

"Shit," he muttered, stepping forward and furrowing his eyebrows. "What floor did I say we needed to be on again?"

"11 maybe?" you tried. "Maybe if you weren't so nervous, you'd remember."

Shooting you a glare over his shoulder, he stabbed at the appropriate button, and stepped back to stand beside you.

You couldn't help but chuckle as you tucked yourself into Jay's side. He was easily the most self-assured person to ever suffer from self-esteem issues. While the two traits sounded like they shouldn't intermingle, they somehow did. He liked to play at being cocky and keep his image intact, but you were the one who saw him lose sleep over some of his daily decisions. It had become one of your sole missions in life to make sure that he knew a healthy amount of worry was okay. He didn't have to conquer the world every time he stepped foot out of his door.

"Who all is supposed to be at this thing?" you sighed, adjusting your outfit.

"A lot of industry people," Jay grumbled. "A lot of people I need to impress."

"Is it a need or a want?" you asked, looking at him from your periphery. Judging by the little wrinkle in between his brows, you weren't sure if he was even listening. "Jay?"

Shaking off his trance, he turned to you with wide eyes. "Yeah?"

"You didn't hear me, did you?" you grinned.

As you spoke, the elevator finally stopped at your desired floor and started to slide open. Wrapping his fingers around yours, Jay took a deep breath. You could immediately feel the sweat coating his palms.

"I say this with love," you whispered as you moved forward into the hallway. "Please, please, wipe your hands on your jeans."

"Y/N," he hissed. Taking his hand from yours, he wiped helplessly at his thighs. "My palms don't sweat."

"Then they're crying."

Taking another deep breath through his nose, Jay placed his hand on the small of your back and leaned in. "Have I ever told you that you are the cutest, most fucking impossible person I have ever met?"

Spinning away from him, you grinned. "Have I ever told you that when you're worried about something, you clench your jaw? It's kind of hot but can't be great for your teeth."

"For the love of God," he groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Could you please just support me here?"

"Why?" you asked, fake confusion coating your features. "Are you nervous?"

If looks could kill, you would be dead on the floor. Finally conceding, you reached forward to weave your fingers through his. "Baby, being nervous isn't a bad thing. It just means that something important is happening."

"Fine!" he gasped. "You caught me! Jay Park is actually stressed the fuck out!"

"Third person-"

"Y/N," he deadpanned.

"Okay, okay," you cooed, patting him carefully on the chest. "What has you stressed out?"

Glancing over his shoulder and toward the sounds of the party you were supposed to attend, he looked back at you. "Do we really have to do this right now?"

"No one is going to hear you admitting your weaknesses," you chuckled. "Just tell me what's going on in your head."

"Okay, for one, I don't have weaknesses, so let's establish that right here and fucking now."

"Of course, baby."

He rolled his eyes and began to pout. "I just...don't want to look stupid."

"You know you're the best at what you do," you nodded in what you hoped was encouragement. "Even if you do make yourself look stupid, you always save it somehow."

"But these people, Y/N," he clucked, shaking his head. "They're next level. Investors I need, executives that could have a lot to say about my next moves-"

"And so what?" you asked. "You may not be the tallest in the room, or the most well-spoken, but-"

"Ay! Ay! Ay!" he grunted. "You are shit at pep talks, you know that?"

You couldn't help but laugh at his reaction, which in turn made him give you a reluctant smile. "You have you're short-"

"Watch it."

"Shortcomings," you asserted. "But everyone does. You overcome yours every time."

"Yeah, I do, don't I?"

"You do," you smiled. "I know you're your own biggest fan and I'm likely the second biggest. Let me step into that number one spot and have your back tonight."

"Pfft, unnecessary," he chuckled. "Even if I'm struggling, I still got me."

"Of course!" you huffed. "So silly of me to even suggest otherwise!"

Pulling you into him, Jay wrapped his arms around your waist, and nuzzled his face into your neck. "Look at you with that big, sexy brain. Making all of the sense in the world."

"More like stroking your ego in the precisely correct locations," you laughed, scrubbing your fingers across the back of his scalp.

"You can stroke me in other ways tonight," he whispered, biting playfully at your ear.

Moving to face you, he leaned forward to attempt a kiss. Naturally, you turned away. His lips met your cheek, causing him to groan.

Laughing, you turned toward him again, and pulled him in by the shoulders. Smiling up until the moment your lips met, you allowed yourself to get caught up in the man that drove you crazy. In true Jay fashion, he slid his hand down to give a tight squeeze to your butt, causing you to squeak in alarm.

"I think I'm ready now," he hummed. "You?"

"I've been ready," you said quietly. "I was just waiting for you to be too."

[whats-wild-to-you]

Hotshot

As nervous as you were to learn that you would do today’s interview alone, it was nothing compared to the nerves you felt when you were told who you would be interviewing. None other than Jay Park.

As soon as you sat down across the desk from Jay, the words of your supervisor echoed in your ear.

‘This is a huge opportunity for you, don’t mess this up!’

Nervously, you entered Jay’s office as the young man held the door open, gratefully smiling at him.

“Hello, I’m from Vogue Korea, I’m here for the interview.”

“And what’s your name?”

“Oh, sorry, it’s Estelle.”

You had heard a lot of things about Jay Park but you knew you couldn't make a judgement unless you got to know him yourself.

Immediately you started the interview, opening your laptop and read each question while the small recorder on the desk recorded his answers.

He did his best answering all question sufficiently while still making sure not to share too much.

When you looked at your screen to see what the next question was, you involuntarily made a face.

You wanted to be seen as a professional and serious reporter but your boss wanted you to ask about his love life, no matter what.

But seeing as how he expertly evaded less comfortable questions, you knew he wouldn’t answer this one either.

“I guess we can skip this one.” You said more to yourself, not realizing that Jay’s eyes were glued on you.

“No, no. No skipping. What is it?”

Releasing a strained breath, you spoke, your voice suddenly sounding very apologetic.

“We never see a woman by your side or hear anything in the media. Our readers want to know if Jay Park is still available.”

You cringed after reading the question, hoping he wouldn’t take it the wrong way.

Jay snorted, looking to the side before his eyes rested on you again.

“I wonder who’s asking?”

“Huh?” You were genuinely perplexed, looking at your laptop for the next question.

“It’s okay if you don’t want to answer.”

“No. I’ll answer.”

Something in his voice made you look away from the screen and meet Jay’s eyes.

After he made sure he had your undivided attention he spoke softly while leaning forward, minimizing the distance between you.

“Depends on who’s asking.”

You would’ve thought his answer was cocky but there was a sincerity in his eyes. It made you want to get an answer out of him.

“I’m asking.” You said, mirroring his move and leaning over the desk.

“In that case I’m very much single.”

You leaned back, grinning from ear to ear. “You know this will be printed, right? I won’t leave anything out.”

Jay nodded innocently but you could see he was plotting something.

The interview ended without a hitch and you were on your way out the door when Jay called after you.

“You know you owe me, right?”

“What?”

“You get to print something I usually wouldn’t have shared. You owe me.”

“I’ll send you a gift basket!” You countered, full of moxie.

“Uh, uh. This won’t do!” He said in between laughter. “Have dinner with me!”

“Like a date?” You asked, wanting to tease him but your voice betrayed you and was laced with anticipation.

He smiled and waved after you as he practically closed the door in your face. From the other side you heard his muffled voice promising to call, which made you giggled like a schoolgirl.

[dreamperfectarchives]

Coming soon:

DPR Live - BET!AU: Sweet Silence | Angst, with happy ending (Requested)

Changmo - Chasing Shadows | fluff, angst, happy ending (Requested)

If you have any requests, don't be shy to ask!

[pastelpastryblog]

Hi everyone, how are you? Hope you're all well!

I'm getting g ready to finish PH-1 in love with my best friend chapter 7.

I'll be more active on here again

Stay tuned! 💕

[ilove-bloo]

[3:52PM] “okay, but HOW,” haon questioned again to the older men around him. getting a text from you 15 minutes ago, you told him that you wanted to visit him because you knew how hard he was working on his next album.

sending the address without a second thought, haon didn’t realize his mistake. for a while now, you and haon weren’t really official, only hanging out a few times. you two were truly defined as friends. but, haon’s growing crush on you wanted more, and he was hoping you did too as well.

his dilemma? he wanted to get closer to you, show you he liked you, more than a friend does. in his studio, he called upon the fellas he felt could give him the best advice. shooting down the ideas of kissing you, it was way too early and haon didn’t want to disrespect your personal boundaries, he decided that he’ll try hold to your hand. it can’t get any more difficult than that, right?

“look, all you do is walk next to her, and gently take her hand,” junwon suggested, “yea, if you do it too harshly she might get scared off,” jay teased, causing snickers from the others. “hyung, seriously!” haon whined.

before minsik could open his mouth to propose another idea, a knock came from outside the door. “oh shit,” haon whispered, getting up from his chair. opening the door, he looked at you to see you. coming into the room, haon sensed your surprise from seeing the other faces. “these are my hyungs, they make up h1ghr,” he introduced briefly.

you bowed slightly at the group, a bit starstruck to say the least. before you could open your mouth, you were cut off by one of the males.

“ah, so you’re the girl our haon keeps gushing about,” jay first said, earning a jab in the side. “shush, you don’t want to scare away haon’s girl,” woojae muttered, but it was loud enough for everyone to hear.

too embarrassed to hear anymore from his hyungs, haon mindlessly grabbed your hand to rush you out of the studio. “atta boy haon!” jay called. you had no idea what was going on, but the hollers that could be heard next made your face heat up.

“let’s just get out of here,” haon said, his fingers lacing tightly into yours. seeing your hands intertwined, a smile came onto your face. “as long as i’m with you,” you responded.