#harin :: dongrin

[soshiharin]

surprise, surprise

set: late june 2024

summary: in which harin receives surprising news

word count: 1.8k

warnings: mention of pregnancy, food; allusion to sex

an: isn’t this so lovely? a lovely surprise and development. feedback and reblogs are much appreciated 💐

harin’s masterlist

Harin sat in her car, holding onto the steering wheel as she breathed heavily. She was sitting in the parking lot of her doctor’s office, having just had a checkup.

During her checkup, her doctor suddenly said that he wanted to do an ultrasound, saying he just wanted to be thorough. Harin thought nothing of it as she knew that doctors were told to do certain procedures if they thought it was necessary. Upon getting her ultrasound and returning to her room, the doctor told her that she was pregnant. “A cryptic pregnancy,” he had explained before telling her that the size of the baby made him think she was six months into her pregnancy.

He referred her to one of the OBGYN’s in the doctor’s office, where she did a full checkup to see how the baby was doing — perfectly fine, luckily — and to see how she was progressing. The OBGYN confirmed that she was six months pregnant, around 30 weeks.

She left the checkup with a big envelope containing her ultrasound scan, the gender of her baby, and a pamphlet for first-time-moms. The OBGYN seemed to register her shock and didn’t ask her questions that had nothing to do with the pregnancy and gave her time to organise her thoughts. Although Harin wasn’t able to express it, she felt very grateful.

Taking a steadying breath, she groaned. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!”

With no other plans for the day, she decided to just go home. She knew Dongwook was filming a drama and wouldn’t be home until after she planned on eating, giving her quite a lot of time to herself seeing as it was only two in the afternoon.

The drive home was a blur that she didn’t register until she was standing in front of her door, envelope in hand. With a sigh, she opened the door, her dogs rushing to her immediately. They jumped excitedly by her feet as she walked to the family room.

She threw the envelope onto the coffee table, looking away from it immediately. She sighed. “What the fuck?” She brought her hand up, absentmindedly rubbing her stomach. There was no bump, no swelling, no sign of a baby. But there was a baby.

She spent the rest of the afternoon on the couch, sitting there quietly until Dongwook came home. The sun had already set and the dogs were playing with an old pillow, biting at it and dragging it around.

“Harin-ah!” Dongwook called out.

“I’m in here!” She responded, looking up from the spot on the wall she had been staring at.

A few seconds later, her husband appeared, a plastic bag in his hand. “Hey,” he said, moving to sit next to her. He placed the plastic bag on the coffee table. “I bought dinner.”

“Is it already time for dinner?” She asked, checking her phone.

“Yeah. Are you okay?”

She nodded hesitantly. “I think I’m just a bit tired. Still adjusting to life after touring.”

“Okay. I’ll go warm up the food.” He began to stand up but was stopped by Harin placing her hand on his thigh.

“No, I’ll do it. You rest.” She stood up and grabbed the bag before walking to the kitchen. She pulled the takeout containers out, putting them into the microwave. Whilst she was there, she pulled out a container of homemade dog food and put some inside their food bowls.

Dinner was a quiet affair. Dongwook was tired from filming all day and Harin was deep in thought. They made sure to recycle the takeout containers and clean up in the kitchen, washing any dishes that had spent the day in the sink, before going to their room.

“I’m going to take a shower,” Dongwook told her as he walked into the bathroom, “my muscles are a bit tight.”

“Okay.” Harin nodded. She sat on the bed, gnawing at her bottom lip. She had brought the envelope upstairs with her, and she stared at it where it was on her bedside table. “Fucking hell,” she groaned angrily when she heard the shower turn on, rubbing her hand over her stomach. She groaned after a few seconds and changed into her pyjamas (which was just an old shirt and a pair of Dongwook’s shorts).

Getting into bed, she scrolled on her phone, reading messages and emails she hadn’t looked at yet. A few minutes went by and the water stopped. Dongwook reappeared, smiling slightly as he got into bed.

“Feeling better?” She asked, running her hand through his damp hair.

He nodded, leaning against the headboard with a groan. “Yes.” He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply. “All I needed was some hot water,” he said as Harin began to massage his scalp. He angled his head closer to her so it would be easier for her.

“Are you tired?”

“So fucking much,” he mumbled.

“Then you should go to sleep,” she said, removing her hand. His eyes popped open so he could stare at her, and she stared back. “Sleep.”

He groaned. “If you continued doing that, I would have fallen asleep in no time.”

The couple settled in bed, turning their lamps off. Harin lay on her back, staring up at the ceiling as she thought about the day. She heard Dongwook’s breathing begin to even out. “I’m pregnant,” she whispered into the quiet of the room.

To her right, she heard Dongwook shuffle in bed before his lamp switched on. He turned to face her, shock evident on his face. “What?”

Harin nodded, pursing her lips as she continued to look above her. “I’m pregnant. Six months, in fact.”

“Six months?”

She sat up, leaning against the headboard as Dongwook did the same. Reaching to her bedside table, she handed him the envelope that she was given by her doctor.

“I haven’t really checked it,” she told him as he looked down at it, “but there it is.”

Dongwook’s fingers flexed around the corner of the envelope. “What? You’re… What?”

Grabbing one of his hands, she placed it on her stomach. There wasn’t a bump, hence the cryptic pregnancy, but just the knowledge that there was a baby in there made her feel different. “A baby, Dongwook,” she said, still not looking at him.

“But we– we use condoms.”

He was trying to figure it out, understand it. She had done the same thing for almost an hour as she sat on the couch, going over the past six months. And that was when she remembered.

“We didn’t in January. I must have forgotten to take the pill afterwards. Or maybe I did and it just didn’t work. It’s common.”

Placing the envelope on his lap, Dongwook angled his body towards Harin. “Are you okay? Talk to me, Harin-ah.”

Harin sighed. “I know we’ve talked about having, but we haven’t planned for kids. I have, what? Three months of my pregnancy left. We need to start preparing a nursery, we need to buy baby products, we need to read a shit ton of books, we–” She interrupted herself with a deep inhale. “I don’t know that we are at a place to be having kids.”

He nodded. “I’m busy with filming so I won't be home often. And you’re thinking of starting a fashion line,” he added.

“Yeah…”

“But I think we can make it work. Our life now won’t be our life three months from now.” He squeezed her hand. “We both want kids, right?” He waited for her to nod. “We’re financially stable, we aren’t having marital issues, and we’re mentally prepared for kids. What could go wrong?”

Harin breathed out a laugh. “Your optimism is admirable.”

“Your pessimism is annoying,” he quipped, bumping her shoulder with his. “We can do this.”

“Within the next three months. And then the rest of our lives.”

“Yes. And just think about how shocked everyone will be once we tell them you’re pregnant.”

Harin laughed, throwing her head back. “It will be hilarious.”

He rubbed his thumb against the back of her hand. “How do you feel about this now?”

“Surprising better. Now that I’ve talked with you. A little terrified, a little… excited. You?”

“Pretty much the same.” He smiled warmly at her. “Do you want to open the envelope?”

She inhaled sharply. “Well– I… Yes.”

“Yes?”

“Yes,” she said. “I do.”

He nodded and picked up the envelope, investigating the outside. He opened it, peeping to see what was inside. “Well, this will help us,” he said, pulling out a pamphlet titled What to Expect?. He pulled out another one, Necessary Baby Items.

Harin took the pamphlets and placed them in her lap. She skimmed through the first one, reading one sentence on every other page.

Dongwook reached into the envelope, freezing when he touched a slightly thick, glossy paper. He pulled it out slowly, breathing out a gasp when he saw the baby printed onto the paper. He looked to his left to see Harin staring at the ultrasound.

“That’s our baby,” she whispered.

“It’s so big. And small.” His eyes returned to the paper, tracing it with his finger.

Harin chuckled, putting her hand on her stomach. “And it’s right here.”

“Do you know the gender?” Dongwook asked.

She shook her head. “I think the doctor wrote it down somewhere.”

Dongwook put his hand in the envelope again, feeling around for another piece of paper. When he didn’t feel one, he took his hand out. He stared at the ultrasound for a second before thinking of something. He turned it around and smiled softly when he saw the writing there.

“Congratulations, it’s a girl!” He read.

Harin smiled as well. “Well, if I couldn’t have a sister, at least I can have a daughter,” she joked.

“She’s gonna look just like you,” he said.

“And you know that how?”

He shrugged. “Just an instinct. I said Seonghee’s son would look a bit like her and he does.”

“I guess you’re right.” She looked at him. “Are you happy?”

“So fucking much,” he said, cradling her head in his hand. “Are you?”

She nodded. “We’re having a baby,” she whispered with a chuckle.

“Yeah, we are,” he whispered back. “I love you.” He pressed a kiss to her forehead.

“I love you too.” She brought her hand up, tracing his lip. “Should we go to sleep now?”

“Yeah.”

They gathered all the stuff back into the envelope, putting it on Dongwook’s bedside table. They lied down in bed again, turning the lights off.

“When do you want to start telling people?” He quietly asked. He had placed his hand on her stomach and was rubbing it with his thumb.

“Whenever we feel ready, I guess,” she said just as softly, placing her hand over his. “We can do it tomorrow, we can do it next week. I’m fine whenever.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay. Goodnight, baby.”

“Goodnight, baby.”

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[springwe]

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[ao3feed-ateez]

by bobohyunee

Youngjo and Hwangwoong have stigmas in their hearts, left by recent relationships that have stained not only their skin, but also their feelings with excruciating bruises and insecurities. However, just as a new beginning may be a novelty in Youngjo's life, an exception to introduce Hwangwoong in it is also to be considered as long as he is willing to let him regain his confidence so that he can then invite him to sail on a plurality of instants at your side.

Words: 444, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: ONEUS (Band), ONEWE (Band), ATEEZ (Band)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: M/M

Characters: Hwangwoong - Character, Youngjo, Dongju - Character, Dongmyeong, Hyungu

Relationships: Kim Youngjo | Ravn/Yeo Hwanwoong, Jeong Yunho/Kang Yeosang/Song Mingi, Lee Giwook | Cya/Son Dongmyeong, Jin Yonghoon/Lee Giwook | Cya, Jin Yonghoon/Ju Harin/Son Dongmyeong, Ju Harin/Son Dongmyeong, Kang Hyungu | Kanghyun/Son Dongju | Xion

Additional Tags: Ateeus, Ateeweus, ATEEZ - Freeform, Dongrin, Hurt/Comfort, Ily Hyungu, Light Angst, Mencao Relações Abusivas, Mingi Bff, Minwoong Mais Q Amigos, Muito Poliamor, oneus - Freeform, onewe - Freeform, Ravwoong, Slow Burn, Viva Os Ateeweus, Woongjo, Yongwookmyeong, Yunsangi

[soshiharin]

forever and then some

summary: in which harin and dongwook get married

set: 18 november 2023

word count: 7.3k

warnings: swearing, mention of food

an: literally who allowed this to get so long??? this exhausted me, so enjoy! words in bold are english. feedback and reblogs are much appreciated 💐

harin’s masterlist

Harin woke up to the sounds of Dongwook’s muttered speech. She pushed the blankets off her shoulders, seeing him sitting on one of the chairs in front of the mounted TV and fireplace.

“Lee Dongwook,” she called out, drawing his attention as she pushed herself up against the headboard, “don’t tell me you’re just now writing your vows,” she teased, hoping to ease the tension in her husband-to-be’s shoulders. Something she was successful in, watching as his shoulders shook with laughter.

“Yah, I’m not writing my vows,” he told her, waving the piece of paper in his hand. Harin cocked her eyebrow at him in response. “I’m going over it, making sure it’s perfect.”

“Baby, whatever you say, I will want to listen.” Getting out of bed, she padded over to her fiancé, sitting in his lap. “We’re getting married today,” she voiced, framing his face with her hands. “That in and of itself is exciting. You don’t have to write some complicated vow, I already told you this.”

“I want to, though,” he said. “I only get one chance to marry you, I want my vows to be…”

“Perfect?” She guessed, chuckling. “What do you have so far?”

He scoffed, rolling his eyes. “I’m not showing you my vows. You’ll just have to wait until later, Mrs Jang.”

“Miss Jang,” she corrected, removing her hands from his face. “You don’t get to call me Mrs until later.”

“And before I can call you Mrs, I need to make sure my vows are amazing.”

Rolling her eyes endearingly, she chuckled. “Baby. We are getting married today. If you stress yourself out about these vows, you’re not going to enjoy the wedding. Besides we’re only getting at, like, two pm. You have time to fix it,” she pointed out.

Dongwook looked at her. “How are you so calm right now?”

She shrugged. “I’m oddly calm when I need to be anxious and oddly anxious when I need to be calm.”

“I also want to be calm right now,” he complained. “I’m panicking so much. It’s worse than when I did my first acting job.”

“Aigo, Dongwook.” She pouted at her fiancé. “Eotteohge? Are you even going to make it down the aisle?”

He chuckled. “You’re not really helping.”

“How should I help?” She asked, settling against his chest.

He smiled as he thought of something. “You can sing for me,” he said, smiling bigger when Harin groaned. “What? You don’t want to?”

“You know my voice sucks in the morning. I just woke up.”

“I like your voice. All the time. And it would really help me calm down,” he bargained.

She sighed. “What song?”

“You’re really going to sing? You never agree to it.”

“Say the song before I change my mind.”

Dongwook chuckled. “Okay, okay. Um…” He looked around the room as he thought. “Ah! That one.” He started humming A Sunday Kind of Love. “The one you always sing.”

Harin smiled softly before she started singing for Dongwook. He brushed her hair out of her face as he listened, admiring her voice.

“And you say your voice sounds bad in the morning,” he said with a scoff when she finished singing a verse of the song.

She playfully rolled her eyes. “Whatever.” She stood up, stretching her body out. “I have to go wash,” she said, “and you need to make breakfast for the dogs.”

Dongwook sighed, also standing up. “Right.” He gathered all of his papers and went to put them on his bedside table. He walked to where Harin was standing in front of the TV. “Good morning.”

“Good morning,” she replied. She leaned forward to kiss him, but was deterred by him taking a step back. “What is going on?”

“Our mothers have asked that we don’t kiss until the ceremony,” he told her, making sure to maintain distance between them.

Harin gaped at her fiance. “Why?”

“They read an article–”

“Fucking hell.”

“–and couples said that when they didn’t kiss until their ceremony, it felt more special.”

She sighed. “Okay,” she said, turning around to go to the bathroom.

“Where are you going?”

Harin looked at him over her shoulder. “I’m going to wash.”

Dongwook’s mouth floundered open and shut a few times. “Just like that? You’re not going to fight me on it?”

“No.” She walked around the bed, going behind the wall facing the bed. The wall facing the bed allowed the bathroom to be hidden with single access from the right, serving as support for the long, stone trough sink and the mirror, located at the back.

“The one time she chooses to listen to her mom,” he mumbled as he left the room to give their dogs breakfast.

“What’s on your agenda for today?” Harin asked, taking a bite of the breakfast Dongwook made for the two of them.

They had both washed and were downstairs eating in their informal dining area in their kitchen, their dogs resting on the bumped-out window seat to the right of them.

Dongwook hummed as he took a sip of his coffee. “I’m going to take the dogs to a care centre, get my hair trimmed, go with our dads to pick up the rings and finish working on my vows,” he said, Harin nodding as she listened. “Then I’m going to the venue and getting my hair styled there after I put on my suit. What are you doing?”

“Going to a spa with our mothers, doing my nails, going on a forced walk, going to the venue, changing into my dress, getting my hair and makeup done and then waiting for everyone to arrive,” she listed off, finishing with a sigh.

“We’re both busy,” he commented.

Within ten minutes of them finishing their food and moving to the family room off the side of the kitchen to wait for their parents, they heard a knock on the door. Their dogs — Cucumber and Poppins — rushed to the door alongside the couple.

“Hi,” Harin greeted when Dongwook had opened the double door, watching as Poppins attempted to jump on her mom. She bent down to pick up the dog, stepping to the side to let everyone in.

“Your house is so beautiful!” Dongwook’s mom, Doosoon, complimented as her son closed the door. They were the first guests Harin and Dongwook had after moving into their house.

The couple led their parents out of their parents, past the first floor landing and into the formal living room. Harin went to pour everyone a glass of water, giving Poppins to her mom before she left, as Dongwook made small talk with everyone. When she returned, she put the tray with the glasses on the coffee table, sitting down next to her fiancé.

“How are you feeling? Are you nervous?” Harin’s dad, Siwoo, asked.

“I’m more excited than nervous,” Harin answered, “but oppa’s nervous.”

Dongwook, who had just picked up Cucumber to place her on his lap, looked up at Harin. “I’m not nervous.”

“Yah, it’s okay if you’re nervous,” his dad, comforted, waving his hand dismissively. “I was also nervous on my wedding day — we both were. Just have fun.”

“I’m not nervous.”

“Your house is so beautiful!” Doosoon complimented again, looking at the building they were sitting in. “Who built it?”

“I’m not sure who exactly built it,” Harin began to answer, “but it was designed by a Spanish architect, that’s why it has a Mediterranean feel to it. He designed three houses like this in Korea — we happened to get the one in Seoul — and he apparently spent a long time looking for plots of land to build the houses because he wanted to have space for the backyard.”

“Is the backyard big?”

“Yes, it is.”

“Wow,” she softly exclaimed.

“Eomeoni, do you want a tour of the house?” Dongwook asked.

“I was wondering how long it would take for you to offer,” she joked, causing everyone to chuckle.

The couple proceeded to give their parents a tour of the house. When they got to the backyard, they all exclaimed at just how big it was, Dooson in particular — “I never knew there was a place in Seoul with this much space,” she had said. The exclamations continued when they went upstairs to see all four of the bedrooms. After talking about the future, possible children to fill out all of the rooms — and causing Dongwook and Harin to get shy — they all returned to the family room.

“Should we get off now?” Siwoo asked.

Dongwook’s dad nodded. “Yes, we should.”

The group of people broke into two groups — women and men — so that they could each embark on their different errands. The men took the dogs with them to leave a care centre for the day. The wedding venue, unfortunately, had a strict ‘no pets’ policy.

“It’s very warm today,” Eunkyung, Harin’s mom, commented as she got into the passenger seat of Harin’s car.

Doosoon nodded, entering the backseat. “They chose a good day to get married.” She watched as their children locked the door to the front door. Dongwook stood to the right of Harin, using his hand to block the sun for her. They laughed about something before Dongwook kissed Harin’s cheek, the two of them going to their respective cars.

“Okay, we can go now,” Dongwook said as he started his car.

The couple embarked on their separate errands to prepare for their big day. By half-past eleven, they were both at the wedding venue, changing into their outfits and getting their hair and makeup done. Harin finished first and walked from the dressing room to the bridal waiting room.

When she walked in, Eunkyung gasped in awe as she looked at her daughter. Her hair and makeup had been finished and she was wearing her dress. “Is this why they call you the Nation’s Goddess?”

Harin shook her head endearingly. “I’m going to assume you like it?”

“So much.” Her mother stepped towards her, cupping her cheeks. “You look stunning, darling.”

“Thank you.”

Doosoon entered the room after being in the main hall to check on the decorations. “Almost everything is set up and re– Omo!” She exclaimed, noticing Harin in her dress as Eunkyung stepped back from her daughter. “You’re so pretty!”

Harin smiled in response. “Thank you.”

“Dongwook is a lucky man,” she complimented. “Tell me if he ever does anything to annoy you, okay?”

“Okay, I will.” She promised. Brushing her hands down her dress, she sighed in awe. “I love this dress.”

“You made a really good choice,” Eunkyung said.

Meanwhile, in Dongwook’s dressing room, he had finished putting on his suit.

“Adeul, are you ready?” His dad asked.

Dongwook opened the door, exiting the changing booth in his room. “I’m done.”

Siwoo groaned in approval, “That’s a very nice suit!”

“Thank you, jangeuneoreun,” he said, using the formal honorific for father-in-law.

“Ay, that’s too formal–” Siwoo waved his hand dismissively– “just call me jangin,” he suggested.

Dongwook nodded. “Okay.” He toyed with the lapels on his suit. “I’m so nervous,” he breathed out.

His dad stepped forward, patting his shoulder. “It’s okay to be nervous. It’s good to be nervous.

“I’m a wreck. And I have to go over my vows.”

“No, you don’t,” Siwoo disagreed. “What you showed us earlier is more than fine.”

“But you know Harin,” he argued softly, reaching for his vows that were on one of the coffee tables. “She’s going to write something so exceptional. I should at least make mine half as good.”

“She’s a songwriter, you’re not,” his dad deadpanned, Dongwook flashing him an unimpressed look.

Siwoo nodded in agreement. “Harin’s been writing poetically for most of her life. She’s practised and honed her craft. It’s obvious that this will come naturally to her. Don’t stress about it too much,” he told Dongwook.

Dongwook nodded, looking down at the vows in his hand. “Okay… Okay. I’m good. I–I’m good.” He placed the vows back on the table.

“Your shoulders look awfully tense, though,” Harin commented, standing in the doorway. She watched as the three men turned to face her, shocked to hear her voice.

Siwoo gasped softly. “You look beautiful, Harper.”

“Thanks, dad.” She walked to her father, giving him a hug. “Do you like the dress?”

“It’s totally your style. It’s stunning.”

She smiled at him before turning to her fiancé. “You look great,” she complimented him.

Dongwook, who was staring at Harin, struggled to respond, coughing up a response when his dad hit his back, “T– Uh, thank you.”

She winked at him, looking over his shoulder at his dad. “I was thinking of going with oppa to look at the hall, if that’s okay? I heard the setup was almost done.”

Dongwook’s dad nodded. “You guys can go ahead.

Harin turned to walk out of the room, not checking to see if Dongwook was following her. As she walked out of the room and into the hallway, she could hear his footsteps behind her, a smirk appearing on her face. They walked in silence to the hall, both gasping at the decor. Everything had been set up and all of the staff had already left the room.

“I told you not to doubt the potential of me and Pinterest,” she bragged softly. Most of the wedding decor had been decided by Harin — with input from Dongwook, of course — and she had created a Pinterest board to organise all of their ideas.

Dongwook walked onto the aisle, holding out a hand to Harin, who looked at him confusedly. He led her to the middle of the aisle, wrapping his arms around her. He started swaying, singing Love you thousand times softly in her ear. Harin smiled, placing her head in the junction where his neck met his shoulder.

They stayed like that, swaying softly, as Dongwook kept singing. When he had finished singing the chorus for the eighth time, he pulled back to look at Harin.

“I love you,” he said.

“I love you, too,” she replied. He leaned in to kiss her, but was stopped by Harin holding his face in her hand. “Not until the ceremony,” she reminded him, her right eyebrow quirking up.

He groaned behind her hand. “We need to limit their internet access,” he muttered in mock anger.

Harin laughed, stepping out of his hold and releasing his face. “You can’t stop them. Even if you take their phones, they’ll find a way.”

“That’s true… There’s nothing we can do. There’s nothing we can do about it, and we just have to accept it.”

Harin nodded before quickly pecking his cheek and turning around, walking away. “I’m going to my waiting room. I’ll see you later.”

Dongwook jogged to catch up with her, holding her elbow. “I didn’t tell you this yet, but you look gorgeous.”

“I could tell that’s what you thought.”

The first guests — Seungheon and Yeonseok — arrived at 13:24. They were greeted by Dongwook and both sets of parents at the entrance to the floor. Their wedding was taking place on the top floor — the one that offered the most privacy.

“Ah, Dongwook-ah!” Yeonseok exclaimed upon seeing his labelmate.

“I thought this was all a prank,” Seungheon said. “I thought it was a lie.”

“As we arrived, hyung turned to me and asked, ‘Dongwook wouldn’t go to such lengths just to trick us, right?’” Yeonseok added, making everyone laugh.

“I wouldn’t go through all of this trouble just to prank you,” Dongwook assured them, waving them off.

“You mean it?” Seungheon asked, pretending to still be sceptical. “I can’t hear any voices from inside. Why are we the only ones here?”

“Because you arrived first!” He softly exclaimed, laughing.

”So this isn’t fake?”

“It’s not, it’s not. Harinnie will tell you.”

“If Harin’s here, then it’s not fake,” Yeonseok said. “She wouldn’t spend this much money on a prank.”

“That’s true,” Seungheon agreed. “Okay, I believe you.”

The two men walked off, following the hallway, until they reached Harin’s bridal room. They found the actress sitting on the couch, doing something on her phone.

“If you could just confirm for us,” Seungheon began as he and Yeonseok walked in — startling Harin, who looked up from her phone, “that this isn’t a prank, we’d appreciate it.”

Harin stood up to greet them. “Why would I spend this much money on a prank?”

Yeonseok snapped his fingers. “That’s what I said!”

The three continued to talk for a short while before having the photographer take their photo. The two actors walked into the wedding hall shortly after, and Harin went back to being busy on her phone.

A few minutes had passed before Harin heard footsteps coming in her direction.

“Harin!” Taeyeon squealed. She entered the waiting room, holding flowers in her hands. Behind her were Sunny and Seohyun.

“My sweeties!” She responded, putting her phone down and standing up.

Seohyun rushed to Harin’s side, giving her a tight hug. “Unnie, you look so pretty!” She complimented.

“Really? That’s a relief, I spent a lot of money on my look,” she joked.

Taeyeon gave her member the flowers she brought. “Our Visual Goddess always looks good,” she said.

“Are we at the age to be getting married already?” Sunny wondered aloud after hugging Harin. “Didn’t we debut yesterday?”

“Unnie, time flies when you have fun,” Seohyun pointed out.

Taeyeon nodded. “That’s right.”

“Where are the other unnies?” Seohyun asked, taking her phone out of her bag.

At that moment, Sooyoung peeked her head around the curtain of the waiting room. “I’m here,” she announced, holding a gift bag in her hand.

Tiffany pushed past her member. “Get out of the way, oh my god.” She squealed when she saw Harin. “Yoona, hurry up!” She called over her shoulder.

Yoona appeared a few seconds later. “You guys left me in the car,” she complained. “I hadn’t even stopped the car before you left.”

“We were in a rush,” Sooyoung told her. “It’s not everyday one of us gets married.”

“It’s the first time one of us got married,” Seohyun pointed out.

“That makes it even more special,” Tiffany added. She squealed once more, taking hold of Harin’s hands. “I love your dress!”

“And the gloves.” Taeyeon pointed at the lace garment.

“Yeoksi, our fashionista is gorgeous.”

“You know you wouldn’t have met him without me?” Sunny asked her member as she sat down on the couch.

“I know, I know,” Harin said to humour her member. To say Sunny was the only reason she met Dongwook was an exaggeration, but she knew her member was only teasing.

“I’m like Cupid,” she bragged.

“Find me someone,” Taeyeon jokingly whined. “I also want someone, cupid-nim.”

“Who wants what?” Yuri asked, walking in with Hyoyeon. She gasped when she saw her member in her wedding dress. “Gorgeous, gorgeous!” She complimented, snapping her fingers.

“Are you a goddess?” Hyoyeon asked Harin. “Why do you look so good?”

As the members talked amongst themselves, they didn’t notice the photographer taking candid pictures of them.

“Who do you think is going to cry first?” Yoona asked.

Sunny thought for a second. “Hyoyeon, Yuri, Yoona or Seohyun,” she answered.

Yoona looked at her older member in shock. “Why me?”

“Yah, you’re basically Harin’s child,” Sooyoung said.

“Your mom’s getting married,” Tiffany added, causing Yoona to roll her eyes.

Harin laughed. “If you guys don’t cry now or when I walk down the aisle, you’re most definitely going to cry when you sing,” she told them.

“I can’t argue with that,” Hyoyeon agreed. “We’re going to be like, ‘Geudaewa bareul matchumyeo geotgo,’” she sang the chorus, pretending to sniffle and cry.

“That’s right.”

“Are you ready to take your picture?” The photographer asked.

“Ah, yes,” Taeyeon answered.

The members sorted their poses for the photo out: Harin in the middle on the couch, Sunny, and Tiffany on her right and Taeyeon, and Hyoyeon on her left. Sooyoung, Yoona, Yuri and Seohyun were standing behind the couch. They all smiled for the pictures.

“And before we forget, we got you a gift,” Sooyoung told Harin. She passed Harin the gift bag she was holding as Harin sighed.

“If I open it, I’m really going to cry,” she complained, staring at the bag.

“It’s a good thing you’re a pretty crier,” Hyoyeon commented, making everyone laugh.

Harin opened the bag, seeing a book inside. She took the book outside of the bag as Taeyeon took the bag from her. The cover of the book read To Our Harin. When Harin opened the book, she was met with a picture of her and Taeyeon from their debut days. The next page had a more recent photo, and the page next to that one had a letter that Taeyeon had written to her. Harin skimmed over the book — not wanting to read it all now — and saw that that was the case for each of her members. The last three pages had an old group photo of them, a recent photo of them and a letter all of the members had written together.

“You guys…” Harin trailed off, closing the book as she teared up. “Thank you.”

“Of course!” Tiffany said, also tearing up.

A bunch of the members started sniffling as they got emotional. Seohyun pulled out tissues for each of them from her purse so they could dab the corners of their eyes.

“Unnie, you can’t cry now,” Yoona warned, “your makeup is too pretty.

“Then you shouldn’t have given me this present!” Harin complained, trying to fight her tears. “It’s your fault!”

The members pulled themselves together and finished taking their photos before entering the hall. After that, there was an influx of all the other guests. Dongwook and Harin had both agreed on not having a big wedding, wanting to keep it small and intimate, so they agreed on inviting twenty people each — twenty of their closest friends and family. Dongwook greeted the guests when they arrived and Harin greeted them before they entered the hall.

By the time there was five minutes until the wedding was scheduled to start, all of the guests had arrived and were seated. Soft piano music played as everyone talked amongst themselves. When the time for the wedding to start arrived, the music quieted down and Jaesuk went to the podium.

“Hello, everyone. I’m today’s MC, Yoo Jaesuk,” he greeted from a pulpit to the side of the altar. “We’re about to start the ceremony. On behalf of the couple and their parents, I would like to thank each and every one of you for being here today.” He moved from the podium, bowed to the guests, then moved back. “Now, the mothers of the couple will light the candles,” he announced.

Both Dongwook and Harin’s mothers entered the hall, walking down the aisle until they reached the altar. They then separated, Dongwook’s mom going left and Harin’s going right until they reached their candle lighting stations. They both picked up the lighters that were provided and lit up the candles before walking to the front of the aisle, bowing and separating to their respective sides of the hall.

“I request everyone to turn their attention to the parade of the wedding entourage. Let’s please welcome the luckiest man!”

Everyone’s heads turned as Dongwook stood at the foot of the aisle. He walked down the aisle as My only love started playing through the speakers, waving at everyone as he walked. Once he reached the altar, he bowed to Jaesuk before turning around and bowing to the guests. He then moved to stand where he was motioned to by a staff member, fidgeting with his suit as he waited for Harin.

“We just welcomed the tall and good looking groom here. Now, let’s welcome the most beautiful bride,” Jaesuk announced.

Everyone turned once more as Harin and her dad stood at the foot of the aisle. They walked down the aisle as You make me happy started playing through the speakers, Siwoo glancing at his daughter every so often. Once they reached Dongwook, who had finally stopped fidgeting, Siwoo let go of Harin’s hand and hugged his almost son-in-law. Breaking apart, he moved to sit next to his wife.

“You look pretty,” Dongwook whispered, taking Harin’s hand.

“You’ve already seen me today,” Harin whispered back as he led her to the top of the altar.

“And you continue to look pretty,” he said, gently letting go of her hand once they were in position.

“Welcome family and friends,” Jaesuk. “We are gathered here today to witness and celebrate the marriage of Lee Dongwook and Jang Harin. This is not the beginning of a new relationship but an acknowledgment of the next chapter in their lives together. Lee Dongwook and Jang Harin have spent years getting to know each other, and we now bear witness to what their relationship has become. Today, they will affirm this bond formally and publicly.”

“Lee Dongwook and Jang Harin will mark their transition as a couple not only by celebrating the love between themselves, but by also celebrating the love between all of us — including the love of their parents, siblings, extended family, and best friends. Without that love, today would be far less joyous. The bride and groom have each prepared vows that they will read now.”

Harin cleared her throat, accepting the microphone and velvet vow book that was handed to her. “The first time I said ‘I love you’, your eyes sparkled as your face broke into one of the sweetest smiles I’ve ever seen. It was in that moment that I finally understood what my dad meant when he said that true magic lives in those three words.”

Dongwook exhaled, feeling his eyes grow wet as Harin continued speaking. “My love, what I have found with you is the great love I always hoped existed. I have adored every single version of you that I have ever had the pleasure of knowing and I promise I will continue to love every single future version of you that you choose to become.”

At that point, Harin was no longer reading from the book, but instead reciting as she stared at Dongwook. “I will love you my whole life. You and no other. I will give you strength when you are weak, and give you comfort when you are sad. I will be with you until the end of time. Let’s live a happy life together, and grow old together,” she finished, handing the microphone and vow book to Dongwook.

“I should’ve gone first,” Dongwook complained, causing everyone to laugh. “If I could give you some things, it would be the ability to see yourself through my eyes. Only then will you realise just how special you are to me. I would give you my heart so that you know how much I love you, from every heartbeat there will be a melody calling your name. I would give you my ears so that you could hear your voice every morning. Even though you say that you sound the worst after just waking up, it’s when your voice is at its most gentle and soft.”

He took a deep breath. “You’re not a one-in-a-million woman, you’re a once-in-my-lifetime type of woman,” he said, causing everyone to gasp at his smooth words. “That was good, right?” He asked, everyone laughing at how cocky he sounded. “I will cherish and adore you for years and years, until you are a constant in my memory. You give being in love a whole new meaning, my heart is in your hands. I love you,” he finished, quoting lyrics from Right here forever.

The guests clapped as Dongwook handed off the vow book and the microphone.

Jaesuk exclaimed into the microphone. “Such sweet words from the couple. I didn’t know Dongwook could be that poetic, but he surprised me,” he joked. “And now, “Lee Dongwook, do you take Jang Harin as your wife? Do you promise to honour, love, cherish and protect her, forsaking all others, and holding onto her forever more?”

“I do,” Dongwook said, not breaking his eye contact with Harin.

“And do you, Jang Harin, take Lee Dongwook as your husband? Do you promise to honour, love, cherish and protect him, forsaking all others, and holding onto her forever more?”

“I do,” Harin answered.

“Lee Dongwook and Jang Harin will now exchange rings as a symbol of love and commitment to each other. Your wedding ring is a circle — a symbol of love never ending,” the officiant said as Dongwook’s father brought them their rings. “Lee Dongwook, please place the ring on Jang Harin’s left hand and repeat after me.” He said the vow, pausing every so often to let Dongwook repeat after him, repeating the process with Harin.

“To make your relationship work,” Jaesuk began, “will take love. Continue to date each other. Take time to show each other that your love and marriage grows stronger with time. It will take trust to know that in your hearts, you truly want what is best for each other. It will take dedication to stay open to one another — and to learn and grow together.”

He exhaled, looking at the couple, who only had eyes for each other. “And now by the power vested in me, it’s my honour and delight to declare you married. Go forth and live each day to the fullest. Please bow to each other.”

The couple smiled at each other before bowing. Once they had stood upright, Harin waggled her eyebrow at Dongwook.

“Now, we will have two congratulatory songs,” Jaesuk announced. “I know many people are expecting it to be Nam Changhee-ssi,” he joked, making everyone laugh, “but it is actually K.Will-ssi.”

Hyungsoo walked up onto the side of the podium from Dongwook’s side of the hall, accepting a microphone that was handed to him. “Honestly, I forgot that Dongwook and Harin were dating,” he admitted, everyone laughing at his confession, “so when I received my invitation, I was a bit confused. I immediately called Sangbum–” he pointed into the crowd at the actor– “and asked him what was going on, and he reminded me that they were in a relationship. Yeah, that’s my story. Um, I was asked by Dongwook to sing a song, so I decided to sing Love Blossom. It’s a very good song that I think fits this couple.”

He cleared his throat, waiting for the instrumental for Love Blossom to play. He started singing the song as Dongwook put his arm around Harin — who had begun to feel emotional —, the couple swaying along to the music. As Hyungsoo sang, he would occasionally point at the couple or signal to the crowd to cheer. When the song finished, he bowed to the couple.

“Have a prosperous marriage,” he said.

“Thank you,” Dongwook said as he and Harin walked to hug Hyungsoo. They returned back to their position as Jaesuk started speaking again.

“Now, there will be another congratulatory song,” he announced. “Contrary to popular belief, it is not IU who will be singing, but instead Girls’ Generation.”

Harin’s members walked onto the podium from her side of the hall, accepting the microphones that were handed to them.

“Just as I predicted, Harinnie is the first member to get married,” Yuri joked. Harin wetly chuckled along with everyone in the hall. “Now, we’re going to sing a song. Um, it may sound weird without our harmony leader–” she gestured at Harin– “but we’ll try to sound good. Um, we all wish you happiness.”

She toyed with her hair, trying to stop herself from crying. “Can we start now?” She asked her members.

“Yes!” Seohyun responded.

They started dancing as the instrumental to Kissing You played. Harin clapped her hands softly as she listened to her members sing. By the time they got to her part at the end of the bridge, most of the members were in tears.

“Live a happy life!” They shouted when they were done.

Harin and Dongwook went to the members to thank them. Tiffany hugged Harin tightly, the other members joining in before remembering that Dongwook was also there.

Jaesuk started talking again as the members went back to their seats, “Now, we’ll have a short break for lunch. Your food will be brought to you, so you don’t need to stand up and go anywhere,” he told them before walking away from the podium.

Dongwook led Harin to their table just in front of the podium on her side of the hall as there was no space on his side. They sat down as staff members entered the hall with trays of food for the guests.

Usually, in Korean weddings, the guests go to a buffet and dish up their food, but when Harin and Dongwook sent out their wedding invitations, there was a section for everybody that was RSVPing to select which foods they would like to eat, so the staff already knew what everyone wanted to eat.

“I’m so hungry,” Harin commented after her food was placed on her table. Besides her breakfast, she had been snacking on dried fruits all day so as not to get full before the ceremony. “Also, I liked your vows.”

“I worked very hard on it,” he bragged nonchalantly, eating his food. “I had a thousand first drafts.”

“You chose a good final version,” she complimented. Looking around the room, she smiled. “We just got married.”

Dongwook reached across the table for her hand. “Yes, we did.”

They continued to eat until everybody had mostly finished, then Dongwook signalled to Jaesuk to continue on with the program. After mock complaining, Jaesuk stood up to resume his MC duties.

“Okay, everyone,” he started, “now we will enter the second last section of today’s program: speeches. We’ll first hear a speech from Harin’s namdongsaeng, Hajoon!”

Hajoon walked onto the podium, touching his sister’s shoulder as he passed her. He accepted the microphone that was handed to him, pulling out his phone so he could read his speech. “Hello, everyone. I’m the brother of the bride. Um, noona… For most, if not all, of my childhood, noona was a role model to me. But since I’m a boy, I always felt this… innate protectiveness when it came to her. She proved time and time again that she didn’t need me over her shoulder doing my best to intimidate people that were twice my size,” he joked, making everyone laugh. “But, yeah, noona was a role model to me. She still is. She’s someone that continuously drops everything for me when I ask her to, even though she might have been in the middle of something important.”

He cleared his throat, feeling himself get emotional. “One of my earliest memories is when I had lost my teddy bear — I had had it since I was born — and I was crying, I was screaming… I was letting the whole neighbourhood know that I had lost my teddy bear. And noona was going over maths with appa, but she suddenly stood up from the table, walked to me, held my hand and told me to breathe deeply. She then proceeded to walk me around the house so we could search for the teddy bear together. We ended up finding it under my bed and I was immediately happy, and noona played with me for a while before going back to studying with appa. Four months ago, I found out that noona had picked out that teddy bear for me when she came to visit me in the hospital after I was born,” he revealed, causing everyone to gasp.

“Noona is someone who… I don’t know, she acts like she doesn’t care, but she actually does. When I was in culinary school and was really stressed about an essay I had to do, I would call noona and she’d answer, even if she had to be on stage in a few minutes. And I still call her all the time. I call her when I’m sick, I call her when I’m happy… Hell, I call her to find out how long chicken is good in the freezer, which is ironic because she doesn’t know how to cook and I’m a chef.” He paused as everyone laughed. “Um, noona has been there for me whenever I needed her and I’m glad she’s found someone to be there for her whenever she needs it. She doesn’t like it when people hover over her and observe her every move, but she’s going to have to get used to it because Dongwook mehhyung watches her like a hawk. I don’t really have much else to say other than I love you, noona, and I’m always wishing you the best, and I hope you stay this happy forever,” he finished, passing the microphone off to Jaesuk before walking back to his seat as everyone applauded.

On his way back, Harin stopped him, hugging him tightly as a few tears rolled down her cheeks. “I love you, Hajoon,” she told him before pulling apart and letting him go to his seat.

Jaesuk groaned, impressed at Hajoon’s speech. “That was very sweet, wasn’t it? I just found out that all of the food here was prepared by Hajoon-ssi, which adds to the sweetness, doesn’t it? Now, we’re going to have a speech by Dongwoo’s yeodongsaeng, Seonghee!”

Seonghee walked onto the podium, accepting the microphone that was handed to her. “Hello, I’m Seonghee. Most people aren’t able to say that they have the smartest, most amazing and caring sibling in the world, but oppa… I am so glad that you can say that,” she joked, pausing so everyone could laugh. “You’re really lucky,” she added. “I’m so glad that you decided to give him a second chance and proceeded to make him earn his way into deserving you. Years later, I’m making a speech at your wedding, so… I would like to apologise to oppa for telling unnie that she should make him beg for her to even look in his direction.”

Dongwook looked at Harin in shock, his wife laughing with everyone else. “Did she really say that?”

“She did, she did,” Harin confirmed through her laughter.

“Oppa, I’m truly grateful that you met and chose to spend the rest of your life with someone as incredible as Harin,” Seonghee said, looking at her brother. “I think she makes you the happiest you’ve ever been and I think she pushes you to be a better person.” She shifted her gaze to Harin. “Unnie, I didn’t know you before oppa, so I’m honestly not really sure what he does for you,” she joked, laughing along with everyone. “He could make you worse and I honestly wouldn’t know, but you seem very happy with him. I wish you well, and hope that your married life is good,” she concluded, walking off the podium and giving her microphone to Jaesuk, who was still laughing.

“Yes, that was Seonghee,” he said, trying to calm himself down. “She gave a very comedic speech that made everyone laugh. Now, we’ll take a group photo and after that, you can hang around and talk with the couple or you can go home and enjoy the rest of your day. I would like to call everyone onto the podium.”

Everyone stood up and walked to the podium. Harin and Dongwook were made to stand in the middle, the formation of everyone else was decided by having the shortest people in the front and the taller people in the back. After taking photos, Harin and Dongwook were led to the front of the aisle so they could take a kissing photo.

“Are you excited for this one?” She asked him as they were positioned for the photo.

Dongwook squeezed her hip. “I’m the most excited for this one.”

The photographer gave them the okay to kiss, so they did, the room erupting in cheers. Harin had to put her hand on Dongwook’s chest to softly push him away. He poked at her side, knowing that she was very ticklish. They joined their guests once more to thank them for coming.

“You’re really the prettiest bride,” Seoyeon complimented, hugging Harin.

Harin thanked her. “But with how pretty I am, it’s not hard to be the prettiest.”

“Ah, there you go again,” she groaned. “I have to go now, but congratulations, okay?”

Harin nodded as she watched Seoyeon walk away. A hand was placed on her shoulder and she turned around to see Minho. “Since I’m married now, does that mean we’re not dating anymore?” She asked, joking about their long-time rumoured relationship.

“It’s about time we break up,” he joked. “The relationship has been dying out.”

“Right, right. Thank you for coming.”

“Of course, noona. Kibum said to tell you that he loves your dress.”

“As he should.”

They continued to talk before he had to go to a schedule, not before taking a selfie together. Harin spent another twenty minutes talking to guests — her EDAM labelmates, Eunjung, her managers, Kwangsoo, Doyeon, Goeun and more. The last guests that hung back were her members.

“Thank you for coming, my loves,” Harin thanked them. “Especially you, Tiffany, because you’re supposed to be on hiatus at your house.”

“A little health concern could never stop me from missing your wedding!” Tiffany waved her off. “Besides you had me seated near the heater, so I was fine.”

“This was seriously the best wedding I’ve ever been to,” Yoona said.

“We’re very happy for you,” Taeyeon.

Harin smiled. “Thank you. Now I get to fetch my dogs and go home.”

Yuri groaned. “You’re such a homebody.”

“I love that place.”

“Invite me over.”

They all laughed at how eager Sooyoung sounded. They talked some more before the members left — not before taking a few selfies, dried tear streaks visible on their cheeks —, leaving Harin and Dongwook with their families. Dongwook was in a conversation with Dooson and Eunkyung, talking about the ceremony, so Harin went to Hajoon.

“I liked your speech,” she told her brother.

“Thank you, noona. I meant everything I said, you know. About you being my role model and all.”

She groaned. “Don’t get all sappy on me now that I’m married. And remember to take breaks and come visit me once in a while.”

“Of course.” He smiled at his sister. “Right now, though, I need to sleep. For a week.”

“You made everyone’s food by yourself, it’s understandable that you’re tired. Go home. It looks like appa is also tired.” She pointed at their dad, who was walking towards her with an envelope his hands.

“Did you already register your marriage?” He asked, still holding onto the envelope.

“Yes, we did it yesterday,” she told him, eyeing the envelope in his hands. “So, what’s that?”

He looked down at it as if he had forgotten he was holding it. “This is... a little something from your mother, brother and I,” he said, hading it over to Harin. “And before you protest, we wanted to give this to you. It’s your wedding day and this is the least you deserve.”

Harin smiled at her dad and brother. “Thank you.”

The newly formed family then took a few more photos with the photographer before everyone decided to go home. Harin and Dongwook changed out of their dress and suit and into the clothes they were wearing earlier, making sure to take all of the gifts they received. They then took their separate cars home — Dongwook’s parents went home with Seonghee, and Harin’s parents went home with Hajoon —, Harin went to fetch Poppins and Cucumber as Dongwook went to pick up some takeout for them.

By the time the couple had both returned home, put their things away, and plopped down on their couch, they were exhausted. It had been a busy day for the both of them and they just needed to rest. They watched their dogs run around the family room, playing together.

“How are you Mrs. Jang?” Dongwook asked.

Harin sighed contently. “I feel great, darling.”

an: their slow dance moment was inspired by this. also idk much about dongwook’s family so i just kinda went based off of different articles. you can send an ask or dm to be added to the taglist 💐

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and if i said he was texting harin...

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white day

summary: in which harin and dongwook spend a special white day together

set: 14 march, 2023

word count: 1.8k

warnings: swearing and mention of food and wine

an: pretty crazy for a first scenario, and of them no less, but oh well. words in bold are english. send an ask to be added to the taglist. feedback and reblogs are much appreciated 💐

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“This is nice,” Harin said with a sigh.

“It really is,” Dongwook agreed from beside her.

The two were at Dongwook’s house, spending White Day together. They were eating a variety of Korean foods and watching a movie. Dongwook had his left arm around his girlfriend as they cuddled on the couch.

“Can you pass me some yubuchobap?” He asked, pointing at the finger food on the coffee table. She leaned forward, taking the plate of food in her hand and giving it to her boyfriend. He popped a yubuchobap into his mouth, taking another one and offering it to her. She ate the food from his hand, squeezing his thigh in thanks.

He put the plate down, picking up the bowl of popcorn. He placed it on his lap, eating from the bowl as they watched. She would occasionally reach over to get some popcorn, but primarily focused on the movie, missing the intense stare her boyfriend was giving her.

She turned her head to tell him something, shocked to see him already looking at her. “What?” She asked.

He shook his head, smiling fondly. “Nothing. I’m just enjoying myself,” he answered with a shrug.

Harin rolled her eyes affectionately. “Of course you are. You have the best company in the whole of Korea,” she bragged.

Dongwook shook his head with a laugh. “You’re really incredible. How do you say things like that?”

“If I don’t, who will?”

He nodded in agreement. “You have a point.” He leaned forward for the remote, pressing pause on the movie. “I’m going to the bathroom,” he announced as he left the sitting room.

She nodded, watching him leave the room. Making use of the break from the movie, she started clearing up the empty dishes, taking them to the kitchen. When Dongwook brought her to his apartment, she was surprised to see the assortment of foods he had prepared during the day. There were upwards of ten dishes for them to snack on as they spent the evening together.

“What are you doing so suddenly?” Dongwook asked. He had come back from the bathroom and, after not seeing his girlfriend in the sitting room, went out to look for her.

“Cleaning up a little bit,” she answered, having started to wash the dishes.

He walked to her, pulling her hands out of the sink. “We can do that later.”

“There aren’t that many dishes, though.” She used her head to gesture at the three remaining dishes to be washed. “I’ll be done in no time.”

He dropped her hands, picking up the drying cloth. “I might as well help you,” he explained, drying the dishes that she had already washed.

True to her word, Harin finished in less than five minutes, sitting on the kitchen island as she waited for Dongwook to finish. After he had put the last dish away, he folded the cloth and put it down. He turned around to face his girlfriend, placing his arms on either side of her legs on the counter. She placed her hands around his neck.

“You’re a neat freak, you know that?” He teased, laughing.

Also laughing, she shook her head. “I’m not a freak and you know it. I just wanted to wash some dishes now so that later we don’t get overwhelmed with how much we have to cleanup, then we just end up leaving it messy overnight and then, when we wake up tomorrow, there’s ants everyw–”

To stop her rambling, he leaned forward, kissing her. “Don’t overthink it,” he reminded her when he pulled back.

She nodded as her eyes fluttered open. “That felt like something straight out of a drama,” she said. She started looking over her shoulders. “Is there a camera somewhere?”

He put his head in the crook between her shoulder and neck as he laughed. “I thought I was being romantic,” he complained, causing her to throw her head back in laughter, “but now you have me questioning whether I was.”

Harin hummed. “For a split second, my heart fluttered.”

“For a split second?” Dongwook repeated, lifting his head.

She brought her right hand up, bringing her pointer finger and thumb close, but not touching. “Like this much.”

“Wah! After all these years, I can only be romantic for this much–” he copied her hand– “time before you start to cringe. I need to up my game.”

“Let’s see if you can improve as we finish the movie,” she said, patting his cheek.

He briefly closed his eyes, laughing. “Okay.” He lifted her off the table with a grunt, causing her to laugh in shock. He carried her to the couch, placing her down gently.

“How about now? Was that romantic?” He asked, staring down at her.

She nodded slowly in thought. “It was better than last time,” she said in a playful tone.

“Let me make it more romantic,” he said, walking to the kitchen. He returned soon with a bottle of wine and two glasses.

“Why are you working so hard to impress me?” She asked with a laugh, accepting the offered glass.

He shrugged, pouring his own glass. “Am I not allowed to woo my girlfriend?” He put the bottle down on the coffee table.

She shifted on the couch, sipping her wine. “You are, but you’re trying extra hard today.” She watched him sit next to her, a few centimetres of space between them.

“Because it’s White Day,” he reasoned, taking a sip of his wine. “Speaking of, did you enjoy your spa?”

“Why did you copy me?” She asked in a sharp tone, causing him to widen his eyes in shock.

“What do you mean?”

“For Valentine’s Day, I booked you a spa treatment and you booked me a spa treatment today. And last year,” she continued, “we took an improv class together for Valentine’s and then you did the same thing for White Day.”

“That’s because you enjoyed the improv class so much and I wanted you to have fun.”

“And this year?”

“The other day, you said your back was sore.”

She squinted her eyes at him. “I don’t remember saying that.”

He laughed exasperatedly. “You complained that ever since the Girls’ Generation comeback, your body has been protesting.”

“I do remember that,” she admitted quietly. She put her glass down. “But I did enjoy my massage. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.” He reached his left hand out, holding her hand. He played with her fingers, smiling at her.

Harin smiled at her boyfriend. “Should we… get married?” She whispered. Dongwook’s smile fell from his face. She watched as he put down his wine glass, putting his head in his hands with a groan. “What? You don’t want to get married right now?” She asked. “That’s fi–”

“That’s not the problem,” he interrupted, head still in his hands. He looked up at her, rubbing his hands together. “I…” he trailed off with a sigh, hanging his head. He put his right hand in his pocket, pulling out a box and showing her. “I was going to ask you,” he said as she gasped. “I have a cake in the fridge with… Wah, seriously.” He flopped back onto the couch, putting the box back into his pocket.

Harin stared at Dongwook, her mouth dropped open. “Yah, are you joking? Because I swear if you’re joking, I will disembowel you.”

“I’m not joking,” he said, covering his face with his hands. He pointed at the TV console area. “I even set up a camera. It’s been recording ever since you washed the dishes.” He laughed miserably. She looked at the console and, sure enough, there was a camera on the piece of furniture.

“How did I not notice it?” She asked.

“I kept you distracted.”

“So what was your plan?”

He turned his head to look at her. “I was going to get the cake when we finished the movie and when you were going to compliment how pretty it looked, then notice the writing and you’d look to me to ask if I got the wrong cake, but I was going to be on one knee with the ring prepared and everything.”

“Ah, I’m sorry,” she apologised, scooching over to Dongwook. Getting on her knees, she wrapped her arms around him. He loosely wrapped his arm around her waist as she placed her hand on his cheek. “You can still do your unnecessarily long plan. I’ll pretend not to know.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. You might not know this, but–” she flipped her hair over her shoulder– “I’m a masterclass actress. I can act!”

“You still want to do it?”

“Yeah! Technically, you haven’t proposed to me yet.” She moved off him, sitting back on the couch. “Go get my proposal cake,” she instructed, tapping his chest.

He shook his head in disbelief as he stood up. As he got the cake from the fridge, he heard Harin turn the movie back on. He shook out his body, calming his nerves. Clearing his throat, he walked back into the sitting room, cake in hand.

“Harin-ah, I got us a cake,” Dongwook said, following the script he made up.

Harin looked up from the TV screen, smiling at him. “Suddenly?” She asked, playing along.

He nodded, putting the cake on the table next to the wine. “I wanted to go all out.”

She leaned forward, looking at the cake. “It’s so pretty!” She exclaimed, genuinely impressed at the decorations. She was so busy studying the cake that she forgot about the proposal. Dongwook cleared his throat to get her back on track. “Oh, right! Shit. Shit, I didn’t mean to swear. The whole thing’s fucked now, oh my–”

“Don’t overthink it,” he interrupted softly, repeating his earlier words.

She exhaled deeply, nodding slowly. “The cake’s really pretty,” she whispered, looking at him.

He nodded. “I knew you’d like it. You maybe want to read what’s written on it?”

She looked back at the cake, acutely aware of Dongwook getting on his knee. With her heart jackhammering in her chest, she cleared her throat. “Why… The writing doesn’t seem… It says ‘Will you marry me?’” She looked at him, smiling when she saw him.

“Harin-ah, my star. I wrote a speech, but I forgot it. The main theme of it was that I love you and I want to grow old together. The eight years we’ve been dating have been some of the best of my life. I… I want to grow old with you. I want to marry you.” He sighed. “Will you marry me?”

She nodded, walking around the table to him. When she reached him, he had already stood up. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he kissed her breathless. She put her hands on either side of his face, smiling into the kiss.

“I love you,” she said in between kisses, “so much.”

He pressed more kisses against her lips before responding, “I love you too.”

They pulled apart enough so Dongwook could put the ring on Harin’s finger.

“This is so crazy!” Harin exclaimed, looking at her ring.

“Good crazy?” Dongwook asked.

“The best crazy.” She pecked his lips.

“Happy White Day, fiancée,” he said, pressing a kiss into her hair.

“Happy White Day, fiancé,” she replied, hugging him tightly.

©️ jang harin

[soshiharin]

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summary: in which dongwook makes a suggestion

set: early june 2017

word count: 1.4k

warnings: swearing and angst

an: it’s not a silly goofy time if im beinf honest. feedback and reblogs are much appreciated 💐

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Harin tied her hair, not noticing how Dongwook’s eyes nervously followed her every movement. When she was done, she flicked her ponytail over her shoulder.

“So, when are you leaving?” He asked, watching as she took a sip of the coffee he made for her.

Harin put her mug down. “Um, I think in October. I don’t have that many scenes to film.”

“Wow, that’s… Wow.” He sat back against the couch as his dog, Cucumber, crawled into his lap.

“I know!” She smiled. “I didn’t know we’d film the next movie so soon.”

“That’s… That’s great,” he weakly cheered. “I’m so happy for you.”

Harin looked up at him, quirking her eyebrow. “Are you sure? Because you don’t really sound sure.”

He shook his head. “No, no, no. I am. I am,” he reiterated, seeing the look Harin was giving him. He sighed. “Uh, when I invited you over, it’s because I wanted to talk to you about something.”

“Okay. Should I be nervous?” She asked, taking note of how he kept rubbing his hands along the length of his jeans.

He took her hand in his, rubbing his thumb along her palm. “I was thinking and… We should… It’s not easy to say this,” he said, breaking off with a sigh.

Harin watched as he did his best not to look at her, feeling her heart beat faster with how nervous she was. Her mind raced as she tried to figure out what he wanted to tell her. “Wha– What is it? You’re not gonna tell me you’re breaking up with me, are you?” She joked, her smile falling off of her face when he didn’t deny it, instead stopping the movement of his thumb. “Are you breaking up with me?” She asked softly. When he didn’t answer, she pulled her hand away from him. “Why?”

“It’s not your fault,” he assured her, still failing to meet her eyes. “It’s not you, i–”

“Don’t pull that bullshit on me,” she interrupted. “Why are you breaking up with me? I deserve to know what’s wrong, don’t you think?”

Dongwook hesitated to speak. “These past few months… We haven’t seen each other in three months. I… I don’t know about you, but I like to spend time with the person I’m da–”

“You don’t know about me?” She asked, grasping onto anything she could understand. She furrowed her eyebrows. “You don’t know about me?” She repeated. “We’ve been dating for almost two years, but we don’t see each other for three months and you don’t know who I am anymore.”

He began to shake his head. “That’s not what I said.”

“Yes, it is. You know I like spending time with people, whether I’m dating them or not. Us not seeing each other for a short while isn’t because I hate you or some stupid shit like that. It’s because I’ve been busy with Guardians of the Galaxy. I was busy with press for it and filming the other movie. I’m sorry I haven’t made time to see you recently, but it’s because I haven’t had any. But I will soon because we’re doing the com–”

“You won’t have time, though. You’re going to America.”

“Yeah, in October.”

“For how long? How long will you be there?”

Harin hesitated. “It should be about a month or two.”

“And what happens when you have to do promo?”

“Then I’ll do my job.”

“And when will we see each other?”

The air in the room had changed from relaxed to tense. Cucumber picked up on it and began to whine for belly rubs from her owner, who obliged.

Harin chuckled darkly, looking away from him. “So what you’re saying is you are incapable of hopping on a plane to see me?”

Dongwook sighed, rubbing his face. “I’m not saying I want to break up forever, I’m just suggesting a short break. Just until you get back from America so we have time to actually be together. You’re preparing Girls Generations’ comeback, I have a radio show that I’m hosting. So I’m just saying that we should press pause.”

Harin was quiet for some time as she thought. “Why do we have to take a break?” She hated how vulnerable she sounded. “We can just coordinate our schedules more.”

“I don’t want to either, but that’s all I’ve got.” Dongwook shrugged. “I’m sorry, babe–” he pretended not to notice how she flinched slightly– “but I think it’s what’s best for us. I tried to make it work, bu–”

“You didn’t try make it work,” she whispered. “I’m the one with a schedule almost everyday, you’re the one with a schedule on the twelfth of every month. It makes sense that I didn’t have time to see you, but the other way around? I just don’t understand it.” She felt herself get angrier the more she spoke. “For you to even insinuate that I am the only reason we haven’t seen each other is… It’s horrible of you.”

She looked at him, finding him looking at her. “Are you sure you don’t just want to break up with me? There’s no real reason, you just don’t want to be with me?”

“That’s not it.”

“Then why is your reasoning so bullshit? Why is there an easy solution? Why aren’t you willing to do anything to solve it?” She inhaled deeply, willing the tears in her eyes to disappear. She would not cry.

“I am willing to solve it,” Dongwook argued. “This is all I can think to do, jagiya.”

“Don’t call me that. Not while you sit there and come up with excuse after excuse.”

“They’re not excuses. I just… Things are going to get busy and I don’t want either one of us to feel like we’re being neglected. We’ll get back together when we have the time to be together.”

“Why should we?” She asked, an icy edge to her tone. “Hm? Why should we get back together? I mean, you already said I might be in America longer than expected. Let’s just break up. For good.”

“You don’t mean that,” he whispered.

“You don’t know what I mean,” she said, shaking her head.

“Yes, I do. Because I know you and y–”

“You don’t know me. I’m a completely different person from the one I was three months ago. For all you know, I want nothing to do with you. In fact–” she stood up, getting her bag– “I don’t want anything to do with you.”

“Rin-ah, please–”

“I don’t want to hear anything you have to say, Dongwook-ssi,” she told him, her voice thick with emotion. “I gave you ways to make this work and you basically refused. If you are unwilling to compromise then I am unwilling to be in any sort of relationship with you.”

He followed her as she went to put her shoes on, reaching for her arm. “At least let me drive you back.”

“No, I don’t– I don’t want you around me anymore. So just leave me alone, please. You owe me this much.”

They stared at each other, both looking into eyes filled with pain. Eventually, Dongwook nodded. “Okay,” he said softly, clearing his throat to repeat himself. “I’m sorry, Harin.”

She turned around wordlessly, leaving his apartment. She found herself on the sidewalk a few minutes later, watching all of the cars driving past in the city, probably parents picking up their kids from hagwon. She walked to a cafe nearby, calling her manager to pick her up. A car pulled up to the curb within ten minutes. When she opened the door, she saw Yoona and Sunny. Ignoring their greetings, she went to the backseat, not bothering to close the door behind her.

“Unnie, you okay?” Yoona asked, noticing how Harin kept tapping her foot.

“Yeah, I’m… I’m fine. Sorry.”

She could tell they didn’t quite believe her, but they accepted her answer nonetheless. She looked at her phone for a few seconds before switching it on. Holding her breath, she blocked Dongwook’s number.

Later, she would cry in her bed about it, but for now, she had a dance practice she had to go to.

tagging: @moongrlz

©️ jang harin

[soshiharin]

forever debating whether i should make dongrin public or not

[soshiharin]

no thoughts just harin showing dongwook around brescia and having a jolly good time

[soshiharin]

Idk what to call this questions but its abt dongwook and harin.

1. What is harin like while sick?

2. Was there a moment where dongwook pacifically knew harin was jealous? And how did he react?

3. What does dongwook do when hes jealous? And how does harin react

4.if harin comes home upset what does dongwook do to comfort her?(goes both ways)

5. Was there a moment where dong wook was like " shes gonna be my wife "?

6.how does dongwook react to when idols /actors try to get with her while they were dating (idk if tgst makes sense)

Sorry for so much question it's really fun getting to know them as a couple, I won't make this like a weekly question thing or anything dww <3 btw if you post something can you tag me in it <33

1. harin is pretty chill when shes sick. she has even less energy than usual and pretty much just stays in bed

2. theres been few moments where he could tell she was jealous i just cant think of one for the life of me, but dongwooks ego inflated a million times (he also reassured harin that he only has eyes for her)

3. when dongwook’s jealous, he gets a bit quieted than usual. harin notices quickly and subtly gets his attention by holding eye contact with him or squeezing his hand

4. if harin comes home upset then dongwook make her feel better by playing mary poppins bcs thats her comfort movie or he’ll read whatever book shes reading out loud to her. if dongwook comes home upset, harin just cuddles with him until he’s ready to talk about it

5. there wasnt a moment just a bunch of smaller moments that piled up on top of each other

6. he gets a bit jealous but he also knows that harin wont entertain them. hes mostly jealous that the different idols get to openly flirt with her

[soshiharin]

Hi i got some 'couple' questions for dongwook and harin 😩

1. Who is more like a 'baby' when sick( just found out thats a thing lol)

2.who apologize first after an argument

3.who's more grumpy in the morning

4.who overthinks the most

5.who's more possessive

6.who curses more

1. dongwook for sureeeee. he loves to have harin doting over him so he makes sure to dramatise it

2. dongwook is usually the first one to apologise. he usually apologises mid argument or after the argument when they have both taken time to themselves to calm down

3. all harin wants is more sleep (shout out to her sleeping pills frrr), so if she has to wake up early for a schedule, she’s pissed off as she gets ready, but after eating something, she’s golden

4. harin bcs of the anxiety 💅🏾 she’s an overthinker by nature

5. i’d say they’re both the same amount of possessive, but harin is better at hiding it than dongwook

6. idk how's much dongwook curses in his day to day life but i’ll just say they curse an equal amount

[soshiharin]

OMG I need this question to be answered 💀how clingy/affective dongwook and harin are when they are around close friends. (Like do they cuddle up on each other, hold hands, kiss you know the cute stuff). I literally love them together 😩

theyre not clingy or anything like that. neither of them are fsns of pda so they just act normal when around other people

[soshiharin]

BRO I AM SORRY THIS JUST POPPED INTO MY HEAD BUT HOW DID HARIN AND THE OTHER MEMBERS REACT TO DONGWOOK DATING THAT ONE MISS A MEMBER

BRO ITS LITERALLY CHILL, YOU DONT HAVE TO APOLOGISE

by oct 2017, harin had moved from heartbreak to anger, and by feb 2018 she was almost over it so when she saw the news, she didnt really care. there was a small part of her that was upset that he moved on from their breakup so easily, but overall she was unbothered

yuri was the one that told her that dongwook and suzy broke up, but was very intentional about not saying the reasoning bcs it was the same reason he broke up with her. she obvi found out through a cute little google search and when she read that it was ‘busy schedules that caused them to drift apart’, it kind of triggered her a little bit and she briefly experienced the same pain she felt when they first broke up, but she got over it quickly

the members didnt really react to it bcs they were busy with their own things but they checked in on harin to see how she felt about it

[soshiharin]

OMG DID FANS CATCH DONGWOOKS REACTION TO HSRIN DURING HER CONCERT 😍😍😩😩

no they didnt bcs they didnt know he was there

[soshiharin]

the parents were on their honeymoon from the 29th to the 6th

[soshiharin]

he sent harin this selfie btw😗