#hayoung drabble

[octoberautumnbox]

fromis as your girlfriend?

ok :DDDD

~~~

You wrap your coat around Saerom and plant a kiss on her hair once you get the chance.

"I was kidding," she giggles, "I'm not that cold." Despite her words, she snuggles your coat a little bit more before she tries taking it off. However, the moment the skin of her hands are exposed to the frigid air, she shivers and rubs them together.

"There's no point in lying, Rommie. You're about as hard to read as a children's vocabulary book." Your hands meet her cheeks, a miscalculation on your part, and she shivers at how cold you are. Her eyes fill with a sort of shy sadness, but her quick thinking saves you both.

"Uhh, my legs are tired too. Carry me?" she asks bashfully, knowing you can't refuse her. Of course you oblige, and as you pick her up in a piggyback ride, she wraps both your and her coat around you to keep you warm too.

~~~

The bowl clatters to the table, spilling its contents all over the surface. Your yelp is loud and sharp, reflecting the pain that covers four of your fingers in the hot soup.

"Fucking idiot," Hayoung grunts. She rushes to wipe your hand free of the liquid, while simultaneously righting and filling the bowl your dropped with cold water. She places it in front of you and dips your fingers inside.

"Be more careful next time." Her voice is stern like it always is when you get hurt. "I can't always be around to look after you and keep you safe. It's like you're doing all this on purpose, honestly."

Behind the scolding, you know her words come from a place of genuine worry and care. Of course they do; her heart can't bear seeing you in pain. Hayoung's gaze never leaves your hand, her fingers never leave your wrist. She has to make sure you're okay.

"It was just an accident, my beloved bread loaf. It wouldn't kill me." The worry in her eyes balloon more, as if she's near tears.

Ease her worries, pull her in and plant a kiss on her exposed forehead. "But okay, I'll be careful. I'm sorry."

Her gaze softens as she finally meets your eyes. A small smile forms at the corners of her mouth before her attention returns to your healing hand.

She fishes your fingers out of the bowl and carefully kisses each one after every word: "I love you too."

~~~

You find Jiwon outside the laundry room with her arms crossed in front of her chest and a finger between her teeth, evidently lost in thought. As you approach her, the smell of detergent overpowers you, and the sound of bubbles popping vigorously out of sight grows louder and louder.

She finally notices you getting closer, and she holds out her hand to stop you. "Okay, before you get mad, know that I did everything right. Something's broken."

"What did you-" you grunt, but as you round the corner and peer into the laundry room, you find the floor covered in suds and the washing machine whirring like it never whirred before.

"See? Broken." Jiwon places her hands on her hips proudly, proud to show none of this was her fault.

Your gaze flies to her in disbelief, and her features drop in disappointment. Her eyes meet the floor between her feet and her voice lowers in volume.

"You're mad," she mutters ashamedly, "I'm sorry, honey. I don't know what happened."

The washing machine finally stops whirring, but the lights all throughout your apartment flicker. You frantically rush for the circuit breaker and flip the master switch off, nearly slipping as you do, and darkness falls all around the two of you.

"It's alright," you sigh. You pat her on the shoulder and pull her in for a snuggle. "You're not hurt, honey?" Stroke her hair and comfort her, still wary that she might be keeping something else about the situation from you.

"Nope, I'm fine, but I have to own up to something: I maaaaybe forgot to read the instructions." Her laugh cuts through the tension of the situation, and you find yourself laughing with her. It'll be a headache tomorrow to get all this fixed, but for now, it's a welcome slow dance with your girlfriend in the dark.

~~~

The two of you head off to a nearby shade as Jisun hums happily at the sweet flavor of her ice cream. She's the type to take bites out of it, and while you found that a bit weird, it takes nothing away from how much you love her.

"What flavor is that again?" you ask while licking your lips free of your own ice cream. She takes a second before meeting your eyes, evidently really enjoying her cold treat.

"It's- Ahahaha, look at you!" She points to your chin while bellowing a hearty laugh. She nearly folds in half as her joy consumes her; each time she rises and takes in the sight of you, she laughs again.

Confused, you fish our your phone and inspect yourself in the screen. In your reflection you find a dab of your rocky road on your nose and a line of it from your lower lip to your chin. It suddenly connects what Jisun was laughing so hard about:

"I'm sorry, love, you a bit look like a clown!" She struggles to get her laughter under control, but loses it when you pull a funny face for her. She pounds your chest weakly, announces her sides are starting to hurt, and yet, her laughter never lets up.

There's no shame nor judgment in her reactions, and you know full well that she's only overflowing with joy to be spending a perfect day like this out with you. There's no harm in laughing at yourself once in a while, especially when you get to hear Jisun's as well.

~~~

You shut the door behind you and walk over carefully to Seoyeon's bed. She lifts up the covers and hurries you in despite you trying your hardest not to spill the ramyeon you cooked for her.

"Thaaank you, sweetheart," she cheers, taking the bowl and chopsticks from you and placing it carefully on her lap over the blanket. She cuddles up to you happily before taking her first bite of your cooking, and she shakes in contentment once the savory taste of the food washes over her tongue.

As the TV drones on in the background, you wrap her in a warm embrace. You have half a mind to scold her, wanting to tell her off for not getting up all day, but with a sight like this, you really hate to break the peace.

Instead, you watch as she devours the ramyeon bite by bite, her eyes never leaving the TV, and her head never lifting off your shoulder. The scent of her hair fills your nose, and the warmth of her body calms you down and releases tension you didn't even know you had.

"Say aaahhhhh." Seoyeon lifts up a bite of her ramyeon and blows on it, then brings it over to your mouth. She stares expectantly as she waits for you to open up, and who are you to decline?

She thoughtfully offers you the bite of her food, her food, and you eat it gratefully. Her eyes turn into crescents as her smile takes over her features, and for a moment you take in the beauty of Lee Seoyeon.

~~~

You snap what might be the millionth picture of her today, probably not even she knows how many you've taken for her so far, and hand your phone back to her for inspection.

"Hmm, no, still not it. Take a few more." She walks back to the wall and strikes another hot pose. Her finger flies towards the stairs, and you understand that she wants you at a higher vantage point for a better angle.

You take a number of steps up the flight, and point your lens at her once more. "Chae, please, we've been here for hours. Can't you just pick the best one?" you whine, but you still fulfill your duty of snapping pictures of her. The light from the flash washes over her features and figure, and you're once again reminded that she's gorgeous. Why even whine about merely taking pictures when this is your muse?

She swipes back your phone and scrolls through your gallery, carefully scrutinizing each photo. She settles on one, and favorites it. "Hehe, thank you, baby. Send all those to me except that one with the heart. "

You take back your phone and find the photo she's talking about, and you notice that by her standards it's the best one out of them all. She flashes a beautiful smile at you, no more pictures, as she wraps you in a warm and grateful embrace.

"Why not this one? I thought you'd like it the most."

"It is! And that one you keep for yourself. Only for your eyes." She kisses you playfully on the lips before smiling again, "For being the best boyfriend ever."

~~~

The live band fills the room with a sophisticated symphony, all the while pieces of silverware clink against plates and hushed, faraway voices of the snooty and rich reach your ears. You try your best to ignore the atmosphere of this fancy dinner, with the only thing in the world making it semi-bearable having a terrible time as well.

"I can't believe I let you drag me all the way out here." Nagyung's knife clacks against the fine porcelain making up her plate, most probably leaving scratch marks on the priceless dinnerware. She retrieves a poorly-cut bite of the tough steak, sighs, and eats it anyway. Nagyung spends a bit more time than usual trying to chew the meat before ultimately swallowing with a grimace. "My mouth isn't made for food like this. I need pizza and Yakult."

"If I recall correctly," you retort, your voice unexpectedly harboring a harsh tone, "it's your fault we're here. You weren't satisfied with suffering alone and you just had to bring me along as a plus-one." The fish's pepper overwhelms your taste buds and you make for your glass of water again. Just one gulp is enough to wash it down, but the sheer amount of fish left on your plate disheartens you.

"Look, I'm sorry. I knew it'd be boring, but I didn't think it would be this bad," Nagyung sighs, shuffling her peas and corn around the plate. You can tell with how she sounds that she means it, and by the way that she acts that she regrets ever mentioning this to you.

Feeling guilty at losing your temper, you attempt to reassure her. It's the least you could do, once you realize how utterly disrespectful what you just said to her was, and try to make up for embarrassing her like that. "This ends at 11, right? Just enough time to get to that Italian place by the park before it closes?"

She looks up at you with a face riddled with shock, but then is quickly replaced with a shining grin. Her teeth gleam in the candlelight as her adorable giggles reach your ears.

"We can just about make it if we break four speeding laws on the way." Her tone is now filled with an unmatched excitement, like the first shot of espresso on a dull morning.

"Awesome. Pick up the pizza, stock up on Yakult, get the hell home. Perfect crime."

Nagyung laughs out loud, attracting the attention of a few others near your table. She covers her mouth, but the smile never leaves her eyes as she whispers: "Are we stealing the pizza too? What do you mean 'crime?!'"

"Figure of speech, dummy," you declare as you twirl your fork in the air like a wizard, "But not completely off the table."

~~~

Jiheon flips the leaf over and over, examining every vein it has. Her eyes rake over the stalk to try and find any defining features at all, but her search evidently turns up nothing of value.

"What type of tree is this?" Her question is innocent, and she's so engrossed in the specimen that she even forgets to look at you.

"Damned if I knew. What am I, a tree-ologist?" Your joke steals her attention, but she responds with only a blank stare.

"Arborist," she says in passing, her attention turning back to the leaf. "They're called arborists."

"Right..." you mutter, shame rising to your cheeks at your apparently immature attempt at humor. Jiheon is too smart for you sometimes, and you don't always connect.

She picks a leaf off the branch and walks over to you. Your girlfriend drops it onto your palm and says "Keep, please. Wanna look up when we get home."

You nod and put the leaf away in your jacket pocket, and she watches as you expertly stow her specimen in a secure place on your person. Once the both of you are sure the leaf is safe, she clings to your arm and snuggles, the image of pure joy.

"What's gotten into you?" Your question is innocent and maybe a little bit dense, but it only serves to make her smile grow wider.

Jiheon snuggles more into your arm and even plants a kiss on your shoulder. She looks up at you with adoration, but something tells you she has one teeny bit of mischief up her sleeve.

"Nothing, you're just cute, that's all. Thank you." She kisses you on the cheek and refuses to explain any further. Her eyes look ahead as the two of you continue your stroll through her neighborhood.

Jiheon is too smart for you sometimes, and you don't always connect. In the rare times that you do, it feels like the world is right. But in the times that you don't, like now, it only reminds you how much more of her you're looking forward to seeing.

~~~

a/n: that was fun! thank you for the great ask anon :DDDD

[pocket-scenarios]

Rainy Night - Hayoung

(Admin: Guiiying, I’m trying to draw attention to the fact we write for TRCNG. they’re on page 3)

“I forgot my umbrella,” you mumble under your breath staring out of the glass door.

“You can take mine,” Hayoung says softly handing you his umbrella, “I’m not leaving for a while anyway.”

“Thank you,” you coo, “I’ll give it back to you tomorrow,” you assure.

He hums nodding his head, stuffing his hands into his pockets: “get home safe.”

You nod your head, turning towards the floor in an attempt to hide the smile that forces its way onto your face. You push the glass door open cold wind forcing its way inside the room making you duck down further.

“Call me when you get home,” Hayoung says quickly.

You hum opening the umbrella once you step out of the door.

“I’ll talk to you later,” you say softly, he hums waving you off once more, “bye.”

“Bye,” he says under his breath.

You finally turn away from him leaving the building holding the umbrella tightly while you walk.

[girls-scenarios]

List 4, prompt 7 + Fromis_9 Hayoung. Happy Halloween!

fromis_9 Hayoung / Halloween Prompts

7. “My friend left me behind at this Halloween party and I don’t know anyone here and you look about as miserable as I feel”

Admin Kiwi

You were pretty sure no amount of alcohol in the world could numb the annoyance in your chest at this point. Tonight was supposed to be fun. Your friend had hyped you up all week, making sure you had the appropriate costume and telling you that it was going to be crazy and that they were going to introduce you to everyone. And then they had disappeared into the crowded house, leaving you to fend for yourself.

Now, you stood near the drink table with no idea what to do and a building annoyance at your friend. Taking another swig of your drink, you winced at the taste. Whoever thought of mixing sour straws and vodka was out of their mind. But there was nothing else to drink and you didn’t want to be miserable and sober, so you dealt with it. Looking around the party, you tried to figure out what to do. Dancing was not an option, and other than that, people seemed to be mingling in groups, laughing and talking. With a sigh, you took another sip of your horrendous drink. You were never trusting your friend again.

After a few more minutes of standing around, feeling all too awkward as the only one not mingling, you decided to make the short walk to the kitchen. Apparently, there was candy in there. You’d probably just take a handful and leave. You knew your friend wouldn’t miss you.

So you made your way over, dodging grinding couples and one particularly drunk girl, who slurred something at you before stumbling away. When you emerged into the kitchen, you found that it was also crowded, making you wrinkle your nose. Even though this house was giant, meaning that the kitchen was also much too large for any human to need, there were people everywhere.

Still, you were determined to get some candy. So you slipped through the crowd, giving people apologetic smiles whenever you bumped them too hard. A few bowls of candy sat on a bar in the middle of the kitchen, and after searching through them, you slipped back out with two handfuls of candy, satisfied with your findings.

It was only when you walked to the table to try and figure out how to get them home that you saw someone sitting there. She was young and obviously bored, one hand propping her chin up and the other holding a half-empty cup, a fluffy hat perched atop her head. She looked like she was not having fun. In fact, she looked just about as miserable as you felt as she looked up at you.

“Hey,” you said, giving her a candy-filled wave. “You mind if I sit here?”

“Go ahead.” She gave you a little smile. “I don’t think my friend’s ever coming back.”

“You too?” You gave her a sympathetic wince as you placed your candy on the table and sat down.

“What do you mean?”

“My friend took off and left me the moment we got in here. I don’t know anyone so I’ve just been wandering around awkwardly.”

“Oh, same here! She said she’d be right back and I haven’t seen her since.” Shaking her head, the girl sighed. “She knows that I don’t do well with parties. I don’t know why I came. I’m Hayoung, by the way.”

“Nice to meet you, Hayoung. I’m (Y/N). Is that a Totoro hat?”

She brightened up, giving you a smile, and your heart skipped a beat. Wait, she was cute! “It is! You’re the first person to notice!”

“It’s cute,” you managed, still a little winded from her bright smile.

“Thank you! I was going to wear my whole costume, but I friend told me not to, so I just wore the hat.” She touched the rim happily, before glancing back at you. “Um, what are you?”

“A witch or wizard or something, I don’t know,” you said, embarrassed as you looked down at your baggy, long-sleeved black shirt, “my friend dressed me.”

“It looks cool!” She was probably lying, but something in the way she said it made you want to believe her.

“Thank you.” You watched as she looked at your candy before offering it up. “Do you want some?”

Flushing, she nodded slowly. “I was going to get some, but there were so many people….” She trailed off, looking around at the crowd. It had actually thinned some since you were last over there, and an idea popped into your head.

“Wait here, I’ll go get some more for us.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah, I don’t mind the crowd to much.” You gave her a grin that you hoped was cool and attractive as you stood up and made your way back into the fray.

Just as you’d noticed, the crowd had thinned some, and there weren’t near as many people over near the candy. One of the bowls was smaller than the others, and another idea came to mind. As quickly as you could, you grabbed a bunch of the good candies and shifted them to the small bowl. Then you slipped back through the crowd, completely unnoticed.

When you came back to the table, her mouth dropped open and her eyes widened. “You got a whole bowl?”

“It was a small one, nobody even noticed.”

“That’s awesome, (Y/N)! Thank you!” She stood up to go through the candy, and your heart squeezed. How was she so cute? You were totally falling for her right then and there.

“No problem! It was easy.”

Giggling, she sat back down in her seat, unwrapping a candy bar. “You know, I’m glad you came along. I’m happy spending the rest of my night just like this.”

You found yourself grinning in return as you unwrapped some of your own candy, the miserable feeling from earlier gone at the sight of her bright smile. This party wasn’t so bad after all.

[sisyphus-hye]

Hayoung's Horror Imagine

11:45 PM

The ending credits of the new blockbuster horror film rolled down the theatre screen.

After the movie you drove her back to her dorm and walked hayoung to the dorm.

"I'm really glad that we went to go see that movie tonight." You said as you pulled her into a tight hug.

"Y...yeah I'm glad too." Hayoung stuttered quietly.

You let go of the hug, looked at her and asked if everything was okay

"Of course I'm fine Y/N. It's not like I'm terribly horrified of the movie or anything and I need someone to be by myself dude for the rest of the night or anything like that." She said as she let out a nervous chuckle at the end.

You picked up on what she was trying to say and spent the rest of the night trying to help her not be scared.

My apologies if this a little short I'm currently in the hospital waiting for surgery. Hope you guys enjoyed the story :)

[nakoplays]

radio // hayoung & inseong.

nsfw prompt list.

A forma como Hayoung colocava sua vida em risco por pura diversão tirava as noites de sono de Inseong - como se ele pudesse falar sobre não se colocar em situações perigosas. Não era a primeira vez que saía de casa no meio da madrugada para buscá-la, temendo pela garota que tinha mais sorte do que juízo. Como era de se esperar, o costume que tinha de tentar dizer o que ela deveria fazer gerou mais uma das inúmeras discussões, o que ocasionou em ambos irritados e com a cara fechada enquanto Inseong dirigia de volta para sua casa. Apesar do silêncio no carro, a destra pousou sob a coxa da menor, exposta pela saia que ela usava, num gesto mais habitual do que proposital. Pensar no que poderia ter acontecido naquela noite o fez grunhir, e odiava sentir aquele tipo de preocupação - que por sorte, era rara. Mas não era com palavras que costumava dizer as coisas à Hayoung, e dessa forma, decidiu que demonstraria do jeito deles.

Os dedos longos se afundaram de súbito contra a pele à mostra, apertando ali com força, o olhar permanecendo firme à frente. A ponta dos dedos deslizou despretensiosamente para a parte interna da coxa, virando o rosto na direção dela ao parar num semáforo fechado, olhando diretamente em seus olhos. "Vai ficar brava comigo, pirralha?" Murmurou, o apelido ressoando com o tom sério que ele usava. Avançou os dígitos sem pudor algum por baixo da saia e adentrou a calcinha, massageando o clitóris sem pressa alguma enquanto voltava a olhar para a rua. "Vamos ver quanto tempo dura essa sua cara emburrada."

Daquela vez a garota havia ido parar muito longe de casa, e por isso o caminho demorava tanto. Dessa forma, Inseong não esperaria até que chegassem - impaciente como era. Os dedos deslizaram para a entrada da menor e invadiram ali de uma só vez, indo e voltando fundo num ritmo ameno ao passo que ele parou o carro num lugar com pouca ou nenhuma circulação, dado o horário. Se inclinou na direção da garota. "Você é minha, Hayoung." Soava firme, a fitando diretamente enquanto os dígitos iam fundo em seu interior. "E eu vou te foder aqui e agora, pra você se lembrar disso."

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ENTRANCE

NEEDS A MAJOR UPDATE WILL DO SOON

Started: 1/21/2022 ❏

Updated: 1/22/2022 ⤾

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HONGJOONG

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YUNHO

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YEOSANG

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SAN

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MINGI

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WOOYOUNG

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JONGHO

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JINJIN

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MJ

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EUNWOO

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MOONBIN

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ROCKY

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SANHA

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NAMJOON

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JIN

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YOONGI

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HOSEOK

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JIMIN

neighbors ⚠︎ ✘⩩

TAEHYUNG

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JUNGKOOK

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JUNGWON

boyfriend application !i ♡ ⌨

HEESEUNG

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who cares if they hear ⩩ o

JAY

obsessive ⩩ o

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deuce ⌨ !i ✰

JAKE

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burn for you ⩩ ♡ ✰ o

SUNGHOON

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sex rampage ⩩ o

SUNOO

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RIKI

red thread ✘ ✰ o

SCENARIOS

wash day ♡ ✰

SAEROM

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HAYOUNG

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GYURI

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JIWON

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JISUN

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SEOYEON

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CHAEYOUNG

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NAGYUNG

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JIHEON

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SCENARIOS

JAEBEOM

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MARK

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JACKSON

NOT HAPPENING

JINYOUNG

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YOUNGJAE

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BAMBAM

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YUGYEOM

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SCENARIOS

HASEUL

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VIVI

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YVES

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JINSOUL

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KIM LIP

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CHUU

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HEEJIN

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HYUNJIN

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GO WON

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CHOERRY

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OLIVIA HYE

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YEOJIN

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SCENARIOS

SHOWNU

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WONHO

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MINHYUK

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KIHYUN

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HYUNGWON

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JOOHONEY

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CHANGKYUN

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SCENARIOS

TAEYONG

birthday boy ⩩ !i

TAEIL

NOTHING HERE YET ( ɵ̥̥ ˑ̫ ɵ̥̥)

JOHNNY

birthday boy ⩩ !i ✰ o

valentine ⩩ o

YUTA

NOTHING HERE YET ( ɵ̥̥ ˑ̫ ɵ̥̥)

KUN

NOTHING HERE YET ( ɵ̥̥ ˑ̫ ɵ̥̥)

DOYOUNG

birthday boy ⩩ !i ✰ o

valentine ⩩ o

push and pull ⩩ !i ᶻz o

TEN

NOTHING HERE YET ( ɵ̥̥ ˑ̫ ɵ̥̥)

JAEHYUN

birthday boy ⩩ !i ✰ o

valentine ⩩ o

WINWIN

NOTHING HERE YET ( ɵ̥̥ ˑ̫ ɵ̥̥)

JUNGWOO

valentine ⩩ o

LUCAS

no.

MARK

rainy day ⩩ o

XIAOJUN

NOTHING HERE YET ( ɵ̥̥ ˑ̫ ɵ̥̥)

HENDERY

NOTHING HERE YET ( ɵ̥̥ ˑ̫ ɵ̥̥)

RENJUN

rainy day ⩩ o

hot sauce ⩩ ✰ s

JENO

rainy day ⩩ o

hot sauce ⩩ ✰ s

HAECHAN

rainy day ⩩ o

baby face ⩩ !i ᶻz o

hot sauce ⩩ ✰ s

JAEMIN

rainy day ⩩ o

test packet ⩩ s

go there with you ⩩ o

2:27 am ⩩ ♡ ✰ ts

hot sauce ⩩ ✰ s

YANGYANG

NOTHING HERE YET ( ɵ̥̥ ˑ̫ ɵ̥̥)

SHOTARO

NOTHING HERE YET ( ɵ̥̥ ˑ̫ ɵ̥̥)

SUNGCHAN

NOTHING HERE YET ( ɵ̥̥ ˑ̫ ɵ̥̥)

CHENLE

NOTHING HERE YET ( ɵ̥̥ ˑ̫ ɵ̥̥)

JISUNG

NOTHING HERE YET ( ɵ̥̥ ˑ̫ ɵ̥̥)

SCENARIOS

masterlist continued

[yuzukult]

Saw your reply for an anon & if you’re looking for drabble ideas for From Home, may I auggest one?

Junghwan & Jungkook having the brother time they need? Like Hwayoung & YN have a girls day while Junghwan expresses how he’s a proud hyung for how Jungkook grew up and finally showed everyone that he has a big heart & unleashed the potential he always had?

!! sorry i left this unanswered for so long!! inspiration has been hard to come by, but i loved this idea and i tried my best to put my own spin on it.

i hope you enjoy, it’s a bit short but ;u; i’m glad to have it out. thanks for supporting!

title: pool day pairing: from home!jk & reader word count: 635 genre: fluff warnings: none! notes: feel free to shoot me ideas!

Jungkook is over the moon.

Well, the sun, since it’s such a nice day outside.

He likes being here, seated on those beach chairs by the side of the pool, underneath the umbrellas that provide him shade from the burning rays of the sun. It’s not so much the smell of chlorine that infiltrates his senses that brings him joy, but the sight of you at the edge of the pool with a little girl holding your hands that has his heart practically bursting in his chest.

Her name is Mina, and her cheeks are as pillowy as her mother’s. She’s got a smile that stretches across her face that’s a replica of her father’s and a nose that follows the Jeon family for generations.

Sadly, Mina is very much not yours and Jungkook’s. Although one day, he hopes someone similar would be.

Mina is erupting with joy, squeals emitting from her tiny lips as she slaps the water beneath her hands. Hayoung is at bay, mostly because she just needs to sit by herself so you take some responsibility off her hands by playing with her daughter instead and she’s got that mommy fear where they can’t stray too far from their kids.

“Want a beer?” Junghwan asks, coming from behind and interrupting Jungkook’s thoughts. Startled, Jungkook sits up in his seat before grabbing the bottle. “Oh, yeah yeah. Uh, thanks, hyung.”

“No prob,” Settling in the seat beside his younger brother, he lets out a long sigh of relief. It’s nice, being away from the office for a bit, and he’s thankful that he’s able to take a break every now and then. Especially with the persuasion of both Mina and Hayoung, Junghwan finally can separate between work and personal life. “How’s it at work lately?”

“Good,” Jungkook responds, watching as you cringe when baby Mina splashes water in your face. You are, in fact, not playful enough to entertain a child, but Mina seems to like you. “Nice to catch a break though.”

“Yeah.” Junghwan nods, silent as the two of them stare off at the girls. Hayoung can’t hold in her laughter at the scrunched up expression on your face, mirroring the sounds coming from her own daughter. “I uh… I figured I should let you know…”

Jungkook furrows his brows, glancing over at his brother with confusion written on his face. “What’s up?”

“I’m genuinely proud of you.”

His heart blossoms.

It’s like the fear within him that the guy he looked up to his entire life ends up hating him but… Junghwan is proud. He’s actually proud of Jungkook.

“W-What? Are you really?”

Junghwan takes a swing of his beer. “Yeah. I mean, come on. You really put yourself together this past year. Stopped heavily partying, sleeping around—mom’s blood pressure is probably back to normal because of you.” He chuckles lightly at his own joke (something he doesn’t do often).

“So yeah. I think you deserve to be told that. You’re doing good, kid.”

Jungkook is speechless, unsure what to say next because he’s baffled that Junghwan spoke so honestly to him. His role model is proud.

“Just keep doing what you’re doing. Take care of yourself, make sure you’re making decisions that won’t hurt you in return. You’ve made it this far, so… keep it up.”

“Of course,” He smiles warmly at his eldest brother. His dreams are finally coming true. “Would be crazy to slip up and fall back after all I’ve overcome.”

Junghwan nods. “So... when are you thinking of putting a ring on her?”

Jungkook bursts into a laugh, shaking his head. It’s a sudden question, but not a new one. It’s been brought up often lately, and Jungkook knows how you feel about it.

“That’s what I’ve been trying to figure out too.”

[peaches-writes]

Whaaaa I hope im not late for the September specials drabble ㅠㅠ can i get #18 + #26 with Chan please? Thank you kekeke Noone can't resist your fluff /chef kiss/ 🤧👌

18. “You’re, uh, you’re still holding my hand.” + 26. “Ooh, you wanna kiss me so bad.”

vivi’s september special (drabble game) - september 29

member: chan wc: 644 genre: fluff, established relationship au, proposal au, a tiny hint that ur a wedding planner  note: this ties in with how to appease your asian aunties (happens 2 months before the first chapter)! so the mc here is miyoung while the mc from the jisung series is called hayoung here + this is a bit of a backstory ig 

“You’re, uh, you’re still holding my hand.” You giggle at Chan as you swing your intertwined hands in between the two of you, the new engagement ring on your finger making your own initiated gesture feel strangely foreign yet familiar at the same time. “I mean it’s fine but it’d be cool if I can show everyone the ring now. I’m pretty sure they just helped you out with all of this to post something on Instagram, anyway.”

Next to you, your boyfriend—well, fiancée now—turns to you with startled eyes which then softens when he looks down on your hands. “Can’t I hold you a little longer?” He asks in between equally sheepish giggles, a blush on his cheeks matching his red hair. 

“So clingy.” You comment teasingly, smiling at Chan when he quickly denies it and a thought crosses your mind at this. “Ooh, you wanna kiss me so bad again, don’t you?” 

But still, Chan stubbornly shakes his head again. “Can’t I seriously hold your hand longer? Anyway, Minho and Changbin have seen the ring already and the other kids are still busy.”

At his last comment, the two of you then turn to the commotion everyone has long gathered to on one corner of the decorated backyard: Felix and Hyunjin still crying on the grass, Ryujin and Seungmin recording their faces at the ugliest angles they can, and Minho, Changbin, and Jeongin just laughing and joking along. Somewhere, you figure that Hayoung has disappeared to continue their video call with Jisung in private while Yeji has busied herself calling just about everyone she knows about your engagement. Even from far away, you can still hear sniffling and see tear-stained cheeks from everyone, it just so happens that Hyunjin and Felix, being the more emotional friends that they are, have both been making even bigger scenes out of theirs and shifting the attention from you to themselves. 

You then nudge Chan’s shoulder playfully. “Yeah and you really should comfort them later, you know. You did make them cry with that speech.” 

“And why didn’t you cry?” He pouts, making you giggle even more. “I was aiming for you to cry.” 

“I mean I almost did, promise,” You assure him, holding up your intertwined hands higher now. “It’s just that I want to save the tears for next year so you better outdo the one you did today.”

You catch him off-guard with this and he instinctively scoffs at you in response, a rather poor attempt to play off his heated cheeks. When he tries to remove his hand from yours after, you catch it immediately, already knowing he’s flustered. “What?” You ask, feigning ignorance. 

“Don’t say things like that suddenly.” He frowns rather cutely, trying a second attempt at retrieving his hand but to no avail again. “It’s too early for that.” 

"What?” You quirk an eyebrow now, your chuckles turning into laughs behind your free hand. “In case you suddenly forgot, you proposed. Naturally, we talk about a wedding after a proposal.” 

“Yeah, but—” He tries to counter before eventually sighing in defeat. “—it’s just —”

You throw your head back slightly in more laughs when he finds himself unable to say more, finally letting go of his hand to engulf him in a hug. “Oh, Channie, you’re so cute.” You giggle into his chest when he protests before hugging you back anyway. “What more when we actually start planning, hm?” 

“Well, we still have a lot of time before that.” He clears his throat awkwardly, still flustered over actually talking about marriage even when he’s just proposed. “I’ll make myself get used to it before then.” 

“And I really like holding your hand with your new ring,” He adds as an after-thought, resting his head on top of yours after. “so I’ll start there for now.”

september special m.list

m.list

[narika-a]

APINK MASTERLIST

~ Main Masterlist ~

Other:

✽ Being Best Friends With Apink

P.S. If you don’t see your request done here, I’m not ignoring it. I just need time to catch up with all of them.

[ma6e]

🍪 [tal vez, nuestras niñas 🥺 porque yulri no sabe cocinar nada(?)]

*♡ ˙ ˖ ✧･ﾟ —  holiday ask meme  !  —  ･ﾟ✧ ˖ ˙ ♡ *

send  🍪  for  our  muses  to  bake  cookies  for  santa  together  /‌ A DRABBLE.

El ambiente navideño se respira en el hogar de Hayoung, donde se encuentran las jóvenes entre botas de Santa que cuelgan de las paredes, sonrientes y esponjosos hombres de nieve, renos de caricaturezcas fisonomías, árboles navideños de todos tipos y tamaños, luces, y, por supuesto, la cantidad suficiente de materiales para preparar galletas que podría potencialmente alimentar bien a veinte personas. El calor del horno ya comenzaba a calentarle las mejillas, pero la muchacha aún no estaba segura de lo que estaban haciendo, o si lo que ya tenían hecho estaba bien.

“Espera ¿Cuánto de azúcar rubia era?” cuestiona con una  risita, prendiendo por enésima vez la pantalla de su celular, donde se podía leer la receta que pretendían seguir. “Toma, léemela tú y yo veo si estamos bien. Creo que debimos planear esto mejor,” vuelve a reír.

Tras la lectura, se podía inferir algo que estaba ya muy claro: no estaba saliendo a la perfección. A pesar de siempre hacer ellas dos el team ideal, balanceado, en cuestiones de la escuela, no se les daba bien eso de meterse a la cocina juntas, pero Hayoung aún así vestía una sonrisa mientras anunciaba cómo se habían pasado por 50 gramos en el peso del azúcar, suspirando dramáticamente en alivio al haberse dado cuenta a tiempo.

“¡A este paso nunca llegaremos a adornarlas!”

                                                          ---

Tras lo que se sintió como horas, o tal vez sólo un dolorosamente lento paso del tiempo, llega el minuto de mezclar los colores; verde, rojo y blanco son los colores principales, aunque también han aprovechado para preparar varios en menor cantidad para usar en los detalles. A simple vista, parece la tarea más divertida, y la más esperada también. ¿Cuántas veces no se tuvieron que quedar adornando pancartas, y qué tan diferente podría ser de aquella tarea? En la compañía correcta, el acto repetitivo de adornar sus galletas, que olían delicioso a pesar de lucir un color marrón más oscuro del que pretendían, podía resultar en un momento hasta memorable— como si el sólo hecho de preparar galletas por primera vez juntas no fuera suficiente para grabarse en su cabecita por la eternidad.

“Tal vez no se notó hoy,” comenta, delicadamente cubriendo un muñeco de nieve de blanco, “pero en general se me da decente esto de la pastelería.”

Como si ella misma no se lo creyese, ríe, cubriéndose la boca. Con el olor de los dulces en el ambiente, el calor del horno, y las hermosas luces navideñas adornando de colores el hogar de Hayoung, le es fácil entregarse a un ambiente doméstico de confianza y cercanía.

“¡Nunca había hecho galletas!” se defiende, entre carcajadas. “Sólo pasteles. Estoy segura que alguna vez te di de mis muffins…”

[girls-scenarios]

Prompt 5, 6 and 1 for Hayoung from Fromis_9 please! (Genderless or male reader)

fromis_9′s Hayoung / Halloween Prompts

1. Person A tries to convince Person B to wear a couples costume.

Admin Kiwi

A/N: Sorry, I was only able to do one prompt so I chose one a little bit different than the other requests I’ve been getting. I’m trying to keep them from being too repetitive. Anyway, I hope you enjoy!

Hayoung was determined. This was something she’d wanted to do for such a long time, and now that she had the chance, she was not going to let it slip away from her.

Of course she was thinking of couples costumes. For the first Halloween ever, she was dating someone. And she was not going to let this opportunity go. She’d managed to succeed in Idol School, so this shouldn’t be that hard. Her eyes narrowed as she scrolled through her social media, trying to narrow down her ideas.

She’d thought about going as cats, but quickly shut down that idea herself. She wouldn’t mind being a cute cat (or even a sexy one, if she could pull it off), but she doubted that was your kind of costume. Secondly, she’d thought of doing something scary, but she didn’t want to mess with the makeup aspect of scary costumes. So, all out of ideas, she’d turned to the internet and come up with a small list, only to quickly scratch most of the back out until she was left with one: superheroes.

That didn’t sound too bad. She wouldn’t have to do too much makeup to dress like a superhero, and there were plenty of superhero costumes at the costume store. Plus, there were tons of different types of superheroes. You could be anyone from Spiderman to Batman to Wolverine. This was a good idea.

She closed her phone and jumped to her feet, going over her game plan in her head as she walked out of her room. It shouldn’t be that hard to convince you to do couples costumes with her, but just in case, she had a plan. If her initial pitch of being a cute couple didn’t work, she had acting cute and pouting on her side, and an endless list of photos of other couples that had looked adorable together. She could do this. She could convince you, and leave her cute couple dreams. Grinning, she struck a superhero pose. Confident in her strategy.

This Halloween was going to be fun.

-

“You want to what?” She brought it up to you over dinner the next night, eyes sparkling with hope as she leaned over to show you photos of other couples that had dressed as superheros.

“I want to do a matching costume with you! Come on, it’ll be fun! And so cute, we can take so many photos.” You seemed to be considering it as you looked at the photos.

“Where are we going to get those costumes, though?” Shegrinned and turned off her phone.

“There’s a costume store not too far away from my house, and I checked. They have a ton of superhero costumes to choose from.” You let out a laugh and shook your head, but it seemed like she had convinced you. At least, partly.

“You totally had this planned out, didn’t you?” She gave you her most innocent look and glanced away playfully.

“Maybe. So?” You gave her a fond smile, and she knew that she’d convinced you, making her bounce slightly in her chair out of excitement.

“You win. I’ll go with you to the costume store tomorrow.”

-

Hayoung woke up way too early, but it was fine. She had to start doing some research anyway, because she didn’t really know what superheroes were couples or not, and she wanted to make sure the two of you chose a real couple. Honestly, she knew she was a little too excited about it all, but the embarrassing truth was that she didn’t care. She loved you and loved dressing up and couldn’t wait to dress up with you like she’d wanted to do for so many years. So it should be okay to be a little excited.

When it finally came time to go shopping, she was ready, armed with newfound knowledge of superhero couples and ready for the first question you asked.

“So which superheroes are we going as?” Grinning, she pulled out her phone and found the stash of superhero photos she’d saved that morning.

“We have some choices, it depends on what the store has. We could go as Batman and Catwoman, we could also go as Wonder Woman and Super Man. Or Ant Man and The Wasp. Or Vision and Scarlet Witch. Black Widow and Hawkeye. Spider-Man and Mary Jane. Mr. Fantastic and Invisible Woman. Kitty Pryde and Colossus. Cyclops and Jean Grey. Black Canary and Green Arrow. Cloak and Dagger. There are so many possibilities.” Your eyes widened, a bit overwhelmed as she named off all the heroes, calmly scrolling through her phone as she did.

“Wow. I forgot there were this many comic couples,” you said, “do you really think the costume stores are going to have all those characters?” She shook her head, and looked out as the store came into view.

“Honestly? Probably not. But it’ll be exciting to look for them, don’t you think?” She gave you a bright grin, and you couldn’t help but smile back.

“You’re right.”

The inside of the store was larger than Hayoung had expected it to be, but she was on a mission, ignoring the outdoor decorations as she led you through the winding mazes of Halloween, eyes peeled for superheroes. Finally, she found them, and stopped in her tracks, clapping her hands.

“Here, finally! Superhero costumes in adult sizes.”

“A rare find,” you joked, slipping your hand into hers. “Now we get the challenge of figuring out who we want to be.” Nodding, she leaned into you and scanned the shelves, going over the costumes in her head. Most of the girls had really sexy costumes, would she be able to pull anything like that off? “Here’s one that fits you.” You were pointing, and she followed your finger until her eyes landed on a Wonder Woman costume, and she laughed.

“You managed to find the only not-sexy Wonder Woman in the store,” she said, still giggling as she leaned forward to pull the package off the shelf. Honestly, she was a little relieved at the sight of something not super revealing: she was better at being cute.

“Does this mean I’m Superman?” She turned and looked up at you, a little smile on her lips.

“You’re always my Superman.” Your cheeks flushed almost immediately, and she giggled, squeezing your hand. “Yeah, you’re Superman. As long as that’s okay with you.”

“I’m okay with it,” you said, trying to maintain a cool composure even though the tips of your ears had turned red. It was cute, and Hayoung couldn’t resist leaning up to press a quick kiss to your cheek that just made you flush a little harder. “Are you teasing me?”

“Only a little. You’re cute when you’re embarrassed,” she said, hugging you, and you fondly fixed her bangs from the breeze outside, other arm wrapping around her to hug her back.

“You know, I could just leave and dress up as something else,” you teased back, making her pout and hold you tighter.

“No! I’m sorry!”

“I’m kidding. I’m your Superman, right?” This time, it was her turn to blush, and she gently shoved your shoulder, pulling away from you.

“It sounds so cheesy when you say it.”

“It sounds cheesy when you say it too.” The two of you locked eyes, and then laughed.

“This is silly. Just pick out your costume,” she said, hugging the costume you’d picked out for her close to her chest. There were plenty Superman costumes to choose from, but they all seemed to look the same, so you picked one in your size and turned to look at her.

“Ready?”

“I’m ready.”

Waiting in line, she held up her costume to compare it with yours. It matched surprisingly well without the sexy Wonder Woman suit, and she grinned suddenly.

“Hey, we’re a power couple.” You groaned at her pun, but she knew you were happy because there was a smile on your lips. Standing there with you with matching costumes in hand, she knew this was exactly what she had wanted, and she couldn’t be happier.

“Yes. Yes, we are.”