#highlight junhyung scenario

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Snowball Fights and Mistletoe ~A Wintry Ribbon- pt.3

Group: Highlight- all members + Hyunseung 

Theme: Christmas Special- You, Highlight, and Hyunseung rent a cabin in the woods to experience a white Christmas and to do fun, wintry activities.

Type: Series- fluff

Plot: Your day starts off with a friendly snowball fight which later leads to finding a great place to snowboard. After doing all your outdoor activities for the day, you kick off the young night with a rap/dance/singing battle where things get chaotic but food reunites you guys at the end.

Parts: 1, 2

“Snowball fight!” You shout excitedly as you throw a snowball toward Junhyung, which he dodges so it hit Dongwoon instead.

Dongwoon spins around with a snowball in hand and throws it at you in return. You start to giggle and run away to avoid getting hit. Apparently he had prepared more than one snowball, so he kept trying to throw them at you and eventually he hit you.

Pretty soon the area around you becomes a dodgeball zone since the guys are trying throw snowballs while trying to not get hit themselves. Somehow everyone got divided into two teams without speaking. Sure you were all yelling in shock but no one said anything about splitting into teams. But this is how the teams were set up: Team one- Doojoon, Hyunseung, Gikwang, and you. Team two- Junhyung, Yoseob, and Dongwoon.

You all had a fixated opponent at first but once you got into your ‘teams’, you all just aimed to get anyone. Anytime anyone would get hit, they’d become so dramatic as they pretended to ‘die’. Who knew everyone had the dramatic factor in them and that they could be so ruthless? You and Hyunseung were still yet to get hit so things were getting more intense but you two were deemed as the best players so you two knew how to watch your backs and defend yourselves well.

You went to hide behind a tree and try to hit Junhyung again, this time to make up for the time that you missed earlier. So you carefully make your way toward the tree and you scoop a small pile of snow into your mittens and compress it into a snowball meant for your opponent. As you press your body into the tree lightly, you take your aim and throw the snowball with force. When you spin around to take cover, you feel something icy hit you square on your nose. Your hands instantly go to your nose as your eyes go wide in shook.

“Y/N, are you okay? I didn’t mean for it hit your nose,” Dongwoon says hurriedly with concern as he rushes over to you. He holds your shoulders as he asks again, “Are you ok? Did I break your nose? Move your hand, let me see.” He moves your hand lightly to discover a crimson stream pouring down your nose. He gasps, “Omg, Y/N. I’m so sorry, I didn't mean it. Let’s go back inside and I’ll see what we can do to ease it. Here put some ice- I mean snow on it first.”

You wanted to argue but you didn’t want blood to fall into your mouth even though it made it’s way to the edges of your cracked lips. You cover your nose as Dongwoon puts his arms around your shoulders and leads you to the cabin.

“Dongwoon, where are you two going?” Yosoeb asks as he gets hit by Hyunseung.

“We’re going back inside since Y/N’s nose is bleeding after I accidently hit her with a snowball.” Dongewoon shouts back to Yoseob.

“Okay, take care. There’s a first aid kit in the kitchen, see if you can use anything from there.” Hyunseung offers.

You flash a thumbs up with a free hand as Dongwoon opens the back door of the cabin that leads to the kitchen. He helps you into a chair then he starts to look around for the first aid kit. He finds it under one of the cabinets and pops it open and pulls out a bunch of medical bandage. You go outside to toss the bloody snow you were holding then head back inside and cover your nose with napkins that were laying on the table.

“Let’s go to the bathroom, I think it will be easier to bandage your nose and clean up the mess.” Dongwoon says.

So you two head into the downstairs bathroom that was right across the kitchen. He lifts and puts you on top of the counter and sets the kit inside the sink. You two remove your mittens, hats, and the thick, water-proof jackets and toss them off to the side. He puts the bandage carefully on your nose and wraps it around your head to keep it in place. Then he carefully helps to wipe off the excess, dried blood off your face.

He clasps his hands and says, “I think we’re done here. Does it feel alright Y/N?”

“Yea, it feels pretty secure. Thanks for helping me,” you say.

“Oh yea, you’re welcome but it was because of me that you got like that in the first place so that was the least I could do. And I’m sorry about hitting your nose,” he says quietly as he looks down at his fingers.

You lean forward to engulf him into your embrace and nestle your head into his chest, “Woonie, it’s not your fault. It was just an accident, it’s ok.” you say with a smile.

He returns the hug and he says, “I’ll grab some painkillers for you so why don't you go sit on the couch and I’ll join you there.” He looks down at you with a smile as he holds you.

“Okie,” you say cutely as he pecks your forehead.

So you make your way to the living room and you start a fire in the fireplace, that will provide some warmth as you two sit down later. A few moments later Dongwoon enters with two cups of hot cocoa, a small glass of water, and a bottle of painkillers on a tray. He sets the tray down on the coffee table and give you the glass of water and your pills. You take your pills and you set the empty glass down along with the bottle and pick up the cups. You give Dongwoon his cup after he sets a blanket across you two.

“Thanks for the hot cocoa and getting my stuff,” you thank as you take a sip.

“You’re welcome. You feel better?” he asks.

“Mhhmh”, you nod, “Much better.”

“That’s good,” Dongwoon says simply.

You two carry out a simple conversation about random things as you two finish your cups of hot cocoa. When you two were done, you offered to take the empty cups away so you leave the warm cocoon you shared with Dongwoon to put them away. After you put the cups into the kitchen sink, you looked out the window to find the other guys still having fun in the snow. When you turn around, you see Dongwoon standing against the door frame that leads into the kitchen, with a rather large smirk on his face.

“What are you doing up?” you ask.

He just shrugs and then you notice the mistletoe that he was standing under then you understood his smirk. You go up to him, pull him by his sweater collar, and kiss him tenderly. He smiles into the kiss as he quickly pulls you closer to him by tugging the loops on your jeans. You smile as well you move your hands from on his cozy sweater up to his neck. Your kiss becomes less tender and more passionate as you two pour your love into the kiss more. As he pushes you lightly against the wall, his kisses trail down towards your neck and your hands wander further up until they find comfort in his hair. When he found the sweet spot on your neck, you couldn’t help but to accidently moan. He looked up at you with his eyes opened wide in shock but his shock quickly turned into a smirk. Right as he placed his wet lips on your neck again, you heard the door open along with a lot of excited chatter.

“...do that again. Whoa! What’s going on here?” Doojoon asks with a chuckle but sounding a bit startled.

You two get your hands off each other and step away from each other, pretending to not have made contact. And you heard Dongwoon mutter under his breath, “mistletoe”. Junhyung enters last and starts to chuckle to himself as he takes off his hoodie and lightly runs his fingers through his hair that was matted down from his sweat.

You noticed that Gikwang was holding something in his sweater so to break the tension, you ask, “What are you holding Gikwang?”

“We, well Doojoon actually, found a little puppy that looked injured so we decided to bring it in since we couldn’t find a collar on or around our new friend.” Gikwang explained with a huge grin on face.

Yoseob in contrast was pouting so naturally you asked him, “Yoseob, why are you pouting? Aren’t you happy that you guys found a puppy?”

“He’s just a bit upset that he hasn’t held the puppy yet,” Hyunseung explains as he takes off his excess, outside layers.

“Sure, that’s what he wants us to think but we know he’s just jealous that Gikwang is paying more attention to the pup instead of him,” Junhyung says nonchalantly.

“Haha aww, you know Gikwang loves you right? I mean we all do but I see where you’re comin’ from ‘cuz ‘Wangie seems to be a lil extra cuddly today, right Dongwoon?” Junhyung asks, eyeing you two. “You still haven’t answered hyung’s question, what's goin’ on here?” 

“Nothing!” 

“-fixing her bandage!” 

“Ahem,” you start after you two blurted your responses at the same time. “He was just fixing my bandage but it was nothin’ much, yeah.” 

“Under the mistletoe?” Hyunseung presses.

“Didn’t you say the dog was hurt? Let's focus on that,” Dongwoon answers abruptly.

“Yeah, you should let him take care of it since he did a good job with my nose,” you add in with a convincing smile. 

Everyone grumbles in agreement and moves around to gather supplies for the injured pup but Junhyung comes behind you two and mumbles, “Nice job covering up but don’t think I’ll let you two forget about this.” 

Dongwoon gulps nervously but moves towards the dog and works with the others to nurse it back to full health. While everyone was helping the dog, you all came up with a name for her which was: Mocha due to her deep brown fur. During lunch Gikwang came up with the idea of going snowboarding to which Hyunseung immediately said ‘I knew those brochures would come in handy’ and ditched the rest of lunch trying to find a place to snowboard. You opted out because you were feeling really lightheaded and of course Dongwoon also chose to stay behind to help take care of you and since Doojoon didn’t like the idea of you two staying alone so you two were in charge of babysitting Mocha. 

“You two better not let anything happen to my baby you understand? If anything happens to my babygirl then I’ll make ‘special arrangements’ for the two of you and it ain’t gunna be pretty,” Doojoon warns. 

“We got it hyung. I’ll send you pics of her just to keep you sane while you’re away ok? I promise we won’t let anything happen to her,“ Dongwoon promises sincerely but Doojoon still has a disapproving look. 

“Hyung trust them, everything’s gunna be ok. Look Hyunseung is back, I think he’s found a place, let’s listen up,” Junhyung gestures. 

“Well I got some good news for you Giwangie, I found a place and it’s perfect and that’s it, go get ready it’s a little ways from here so hurry up,” Hyunseung exclaims, getting everybody scrambling onto their feet rushing to get ready.

You and Hyunseung stay in place and just glare at each other.

“Well?” he asks.

“Go ahead and say it,” you say with a disgruntled look as you cross your arms across your chest.

“I TOLD YOU SO Y/N BUT YOU NEVER WANNA LISTEN TO ME BUT NOW YOU GOTTA HEAR ME SAYING I TOLD YOU SOOOOO!”

“Ugh, I don’t see what Junhyung sees in you. He’s like a schoolgirl who’s been bitten by some kinda love bug and now he’s like paralyzed by you,” you mutter under your breath.

“Why are you saying it like it’s a bad thing? Actually the idea of him being-”

“STOP RIGHT THERE, I DON’T WANNA HEAR ANYMORE! LALALA-” you shout as you plug your ears and walk away frantically.

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“Make sure not even a single hair on my baby is ruffled the wrong way or else,” Dongwoon threatens from the van, giving an intense look that gives you both chills.

“Gosh has he always been that intimating?” you ask Dongwoon through your smile as you wave bye to the gang as they all drive away.

“When has not been intimating is the real question. He’s my hyung, he always freaks me out, even when he’s not trying. You don’t even wanna know the things I know and seen from that man,” he shudders as you two head back into the cabin.

You laugh as you go to check up on Mocha only to find her missing. “Uhhh Wonnie?”

“Yeah?”

“Where did Doojoon leave Mocha?”

“Right where you are, don’t you see her?”

“No, why do you think I’m asking?”

“You don’t mean-”

“She’s missing..already.”

“Oh shit-”

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You and Dongwoon grin widely when you hear the front door open and it just took Doojoon one look to realize something was up.

“You guys lost her didn’t you?”

“Whaaat? Of course not! Look, she’s sleeping peacefully in the corner right there, just as you left her,” Dongwoon points out.

“You’re just lucky nothing happened, if not I’d have to make those ‘arrangements’ as I mentioned earlier,” Doojoon leans in before running off towards Mocha.

“Haha got it, we’ll make dinner for everyone tonight,” you announce loudly.

“We are?” Dongwoon asks through gritted teeth.

“Yea,” you reply.

“Why you guys smiling so much, it’s unnerving. Stop that,” Gikwang says, looking thoroughly creeped out.

“Hey why don’t we have a mini dance/rap/singing battle while those two cook?” Junhyung suggest.

“That’s a great idea! It’s obvious I’ll win so you all shouldn’t even bother,” Yoseob brags.

“Um. Excuse you, I think you’re forgetting who’s better than you in like everything,” Doojoon steps up.

“Hey that’s not true! My Yoseobie is really, really good in a lot of things,” Gikwang defends.

“Yea!” Yoseob says defensively.

“Well that’s why we’re having this battle so I can put everyone in their place once and for all when I beat you all,” Junhyung boasts.

“Whoa! You pathetic things you’re better than me? Oh it’s on,” Hyunseung says cracking his knuckles.

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“HA! What’d I’d tell you? Anything you guys do, I can do better,” Hyunseung huffs after beating everyone in an extremely intense battle of a dance/rap/sing off.

“OKKK before you all kill yourselves, food’s done so let’s go eat,” you rush in with your hands up making sure no one went after anyone else. 

Gif credit: http://fuckyeahbeastgifs.tumblr.com/post/125430335204/ot6-idiots 

Part 4 

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Baby’s Favorite Sitter - Junhyung

((A/N: Okay, everyone, prepare yourselves because after updating my blog and changing my handle name, a bunch of my stories that were posted years ago have suddenly disappeared. So I’m going to be reposting them over the next couple of days...this is going to be fun. *sigh*))

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Okay…this was not exactly how Junhyung had expected to be spending his Saturday afternoon, the man looking nearly petrified as he stood in the middle of the room, watching his next door neighbor as she zipped around the house in a hurry.

“Aigoo, thank you so much, Junhyung-shi, for doing me this favor. You have no idea how grateful I am and I promise to return it tenfold,” she said breathlessly, stuffing her important documents into her briefcase and hopping to put on her shoes simultaneously, “You only have to watch Bong Soon for a few hours until her regular baby-sitter returns from group study.”

“Okay,” the quiet man answered, glancing down hesitantly at the three year old girl who was busy playing with her toys in front of the television, “…We should be fine.”

“Great! My contact information and emergency contacts are on the fridge as well as the address of where I will be if you need me. She has lunch in about an hour and there’s already a meal in the fridge that just needs to be warmed up. Bong Soon, mommy’s leaving, sweetie! Be good for your oppa, okay? I’ll see you later! I love you!” the woman knelt down to give her baby a kiss on the cheek, pulling a giggle from the child, before she stood up, smoothed down her dress pants and then headed for the door, “Thank you again, Junhung-shi!” And with that, she was gone.

How did Junhyung get himself into these situations?...Kids didn’t even like him.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes to mentally prepare himself, and then pasted on what he hoped was a warm and inviting smile before turning to the little girl. “Okay, Bong Soon, it looks like it’s just you and me now,” he said while sitting on the floor beside her, “How about we introduce ourselves properly? My name is Yong Junhyung. It’s nice to meet you!”

The child spared him a moment of distracted attention before placing a wooden block in his hands, scrambling to her feet and running away from him. Dejected, Junhyung sighed and hung his head, turning the block over in his hands. He knew that that would be the little girl’s reaction to him- or something to that effect, at least- and wondered why he had any hope at all that this time would be different.

Looking up towards the clock placed on the wall to his right, he noted the time and almost groaned in despair. “Four hours. We only need to be stuck together like this for four more hours and then her regular sitter will be here. We can make it,” he said to himself, taking a deep breath and rising to his feet, “Bong Soon! Where did you go? Are we playing hide and seek?”

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No. No, they were not playing hide and seek and Junhyung was finding that four hours felt frighteningly close to four days when taking care of a child that didn’t care for him in the least. The first hour they spent together involved a lot of running, hiding and seeking, but it felt more like a chase than a fun game. Bong Soon screamed whenever she ‘ran’ into Junhyung, but unlike most children, she didn’t start crying. She only turned and bolted in a different direction, taking refuge in another secret hiding spot and prompting Junhyung to go on the hunt for her once more. Finally, close to lunch time, he was able to run her into the living room where he was able to at least keep an eye on her while warming up her food. Lunch was spent in silence, the only noise coming from the television that the child watched with rapt attention, paying no mind to her temporary babysitter that was still trying hard to win her good grace. He couldn’t help but wonder if she treated her regular sitter the same way; if that were the case, he wouldn’t feel so inadequate.

After lunch came nap time and Junhyung was all too happy to put the child down for an afternoon snooze, relishing in the time he would get to himself without feeling self-conscious about whether or not the three year old would accept him. His paradise was short lived for after two hours, the child was up and teetering around as children do, looking for something interesting to occupy herself with and promptly ignoring the rapper once again.

One hour; just one…more…hour.

“Bong Soon, do you want to take a picture with Oppa?” The three year old lifted her gaze from the picture she was drawing to regard Junhyung curiously, staring as he waved his phone in front of her, “Let’s take a picture together! Here, here, here.”

Lowering to sit beside her little drawing table, the man gingerly reached for her and, to his surprise, was able to pick her up and set her in his lap. “Look, ready?” he turned the camera app on and switched it to front view, Bong Soon able to see both her and the man on the screen, “One, two, three.”

Junhyung shot at least two pictures before he brought the phone close to inspect them. “There we are. You look so pretty, Bong Soon, especially when you smile. Why don’t you smile more often for your oppa?”

The little girl stared up at him for a split second, scrambled out of his lap and then ran out of the living room, causing Junhyung to pout and shake his head. It was no use! There was no way to get that child to like him! Her or any kid for that matter! Just as the BEAST member was getting up to give chase, the front door swung open and a voice called through the apartment.

“Hello? Anyone here? Bong Soon, where are you?!”

The little girl squealed at the familiar voice calling for her and came running from the back rooms to launch herself at the woman that now stood in the den, opening her arms wide to receive her. Woman and child embraced, the new visitor swinging Bong Soon around and laughing with an excitement that was obviously contagious for the little girl squealed in delight right alongside her. Junhyung stood off to the side, putting two and two together and figuring that this woman- obviously not Bong Soon’s mother- was her usual babysitter.

His eyes swept over the woman, her fitting figure and pretty hair that matched everything about her. Her smile was captivating, reaching all the way up to her eyes that glimmered with undeniable happiness at the child. She really was a pretty thing…beautiful, actually. His heart nearly skipped a beat when those eyes of hers landed on him suddenly, Junhyung a little startled by the attention.

“You must be Junhyung-shi. Bong Soon’s mother told me that you would be watching this little cutie today. My name is Y/N. It’s a pleasure to meet you!” she introduced herself, giving a bow and then offering her hand, “My study group finished early today, so I rushed over as soon as I could.”

“Ah…yes, hello,” Junhyung greeted back, bowing his head and accepting her hand, about to give it a firm squeeze before restraining himself; her hand was so small and soft, he was afraid to hurt her. “And it’s fine. You really didn’t have to rush.”

He felt embarrassed by his own thoughts, his gaze drifting to the right to avoid giving himself away to the woman. Not that she seemed to notice much for she was soon giving all of her attention back to the squirming child that was whining and pouting now.

“I missed you, Unnie,” Bong Soon mumbled, playing with her sitter’s hair.

“Oh, unnie missed you, too!” the older answered, tickling the child’s tummy and giggling when she squealed and laughed, “But you still had fun today with oppa, right? You were a good girl?”

Bong Soon looked at Junhyung briefly, the man able to catch her bashful nature that he hadn’t noticed before, and then turned back to playing with Y/N’s hair, giving a shy nod. “She didn’t give you any trouble, did she?” Y/N asked while moving to set her things down on the sofa, still holding the child in her arms, “Bong Soon is a well-tempered child, if a bit shy around strangers. I’m sorry if this inconvenienced you.”

“No, it’s fine. I think she just really wanted to be with you,” he reassured her, brushing his fingers along Bong Soon’s arm and smiling at the little girl, unable to help the fact that he so badly wanted to try and get along with her, “Besides, children don’t like being around someone with a scary face, so I understand her not wanting to be around me.”

“Scary? No way!” Y/N retorted, giving him an incredulous look before speaking to Bong Soon, “You don’t think oppa’s scary, do you? He’s actually very handsome, isn’t he?”

Bong Soon avoided eye contact with Junhyung, something he was getting used to, but then surprised him when her little cheeks turned pink and the child nodded her head. “I like oppa,” she whispered, pouting in that adorably shy way that children did and playing with Y/N’s hair, “He’s really nice.”

“Unnie thinks he’s nice, too,” Y/N confirmed, gazing over at Junhyung and smiling before adding, “And I think he’s very, very handsome, too.”

He was stunned and could only stare back at her, his cheeks feeling as if they were on fire and his heart hammering in his chest. The woman before him bit her lips to keep from smiling too big and then turned away to set Bong Soon down on the sofa. “Um…well, I don’t want to keep you from any other prior engagements you might have had for longer than necessary. So, thank you for watching Bong Soon so well. I got it from here and I’ll call her mom to let her know that I’m here now.”

“Oppa’s not staying?!” Bong Soon suddenly exclaimed, her expression turning to one of despair while her big, innocent eyes stared up at Junhyung, “But I don’t want you to go!”

“Bong Soon, we can’t ask him to stay any longer. He might have other things to do.”

“But…” the child started to argue, scrambling down from the sofa and running over to Junhyung, wrapping her arms around his legs, “I want to take more pictures!”

“Ah…w-well…” This was a first for the male, especially after going the past four hours of just trying to get the child to pay him any attention.

“Bong Soon,” Y/N’s voice became stern with a warning, but Junhyung quickly found his tongue.

“I don’t mind,” he said, his eyes locking with the woman’s as he gave her a soft smile, his arms lightly wrapping around Bong Soon’s. “If you’ll allow me, that is. I didn’t have anything else planned today…and I don’t want to disappoint Bong Soon!”

The little girl smiled up at him, the first bright smile that she actually gave him, and Junhyung reveled in it. Y/N grinned at the man and nodded her head, “Well, if it’s not inconvenience to you, I don’t see why not.”

“Yay!” Bong Soon cried, giggling and stomping her feet excitedly, “Let’s play house! I’ll be the baby, oppa will be the daddy and unnie will be the mommy!”

Both Junhyung and Y/N stared in mild surprise at the little girl, avoiding eye contact with each other for the moment. “Pick me up, Daddy!” Bong Soon demanded of the man, holding her arms up to him.

After a moment’s hesitation, Junhyung did as he was ordered to do, reaching down and lifting the child into his arms. Bong Soon then wrapped her arms around his neck, giggling and squealing and making the man’s heart flutter from the attention. He never thought he would see the day that a child would actually enjoy being around him. He also never thought he would see the day that a woman could render him speechless with one little smile.

“Thank you for staying,” Y/N whispered to him, her eyes alight and her lips pulled up happily.

Junhyung nodded in return, hoisting Bong Soon up more comfortably on his hip before following ‘Mommy’ into the living room.

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Giving HIGHLIGHT Head Under the Table:

Doojoon:

Junhyung:

Yoseob:

Gikwang:

Dongwoon:

[mangsluts]

Russian Roulette

A Lee Gikwang fanfic

Mafia!AU

Rated: M. Mature content. Smut.

Description: Being part of the mafia meant you made a lot of enemies. But there’s one specific enemy you’ve never been able to kill. No matter how hard you’ve tried, he always escaped you. Will things change one night when he walks into the same casino as you...?

Requested by: @christian-do

A/N I had so much fun with this au I ended up writing too much so there’s gonna be a part 2 shortly!

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There he was, in your sight once again.

You weren’t planning to see him this time, but when the double doors of the casino opened, his presence was known. Everyone’s head swung around to see who was exuding such confidence at the door. Maybe not everyone here knew who he was, but as soon as you saw him, your blood began to boil, and you slid your sunglasses on over your eyes, leaning down in your seat at the roulette table to avoid him seeing you while you scanned him.

Lee Gikwang. Son of the leader of the Infamous double dragon gang, one of the strongest gangs in all of South Korea.

You, yourself were part of the Blue Moon gang, and unlike him, who was born into the mafia life automatically earning himself a high position, you earned your way to the top.

Your family was very poor, owning nothing but a small noodle restaurant, but even that wasn’t earning them enough money. They ended up getting involved with the mafia to be able to sustain their family. The Blue Moon gang would pay their bills, in return for letting the noodle shop be a secret drug cartel for them to use as they pleased. This worked for a long time, until there was one slip up, and the cops found out about the drugs. To avoid you being killed, your parents took all the blame and said nothing about the gang, immediately getting sent to prison. This left you, a fourteen year old girl in the shop alone, crying as your parents were dragged out of their shop by the cops. Sobbing, you felt a large consoling hand on your shoulder. It was a large man in a black suit by the name of Moon Junmyeon. The leader of the Blue Moon gang.

“Don’t worry kid, we’ll take care of you.” It sounded threatening, but he really did take you in, allowing you to enter the gang as if you were any other newcomer. Over the years you committed a lot of crimes, killed a lot of traitors, and smuggled a lot of drugs. But there was one guy no matter how hard you tried, you just couldn’t kill him.

Your arch nemesis, Lee Gikwang.

Blue Moon gang was one of the most feared mafia group in South Korea, only being competed with by the Double dragon group. So obviously, the two groups did NOT get along. You had been sent on many group, and solo missions to have him assassinated but he always slipped out of your grip every time. It infuriated you. He was so cocky every time. Once you thought you’d finally had him cornered in a dark ally, with your gun barrel against the back of his head.

“Game over” You had said. He only laughed back at you. Your ego immediately deflated when you felt two gun barrels on the back of your head.

He turned around and lowered your pistol with his finger, smirking at you.

“Better luck next time sweetheart.” He cooed, and you woke up a day later in a different town.

Sneering, you angrily put out the cigarette that you were smoking and left it in the ashtray. You thought about leaving and just reporting back to your boss his location, but then you thought to yourself.

‘Wouldn’t it be better to bring back a dead body?’

You smirked and directed your covered eyes back to him as he strode confidently through the casino, shaking hands with many older men who seemed excited to see him.

Okay maybe he was popular.

This made you even more mad.

He didn’t even do anything for himself! He had a group of basically bodyguards who followed him everywhere and did everything for him. They basically did all the dirty work. Every time you’d ever tried to kill him and failed, it was his bodyguards who had stopped you and taken you out. You couldn’t even count how many times they’d beat you and left you in a new location.

He had these bodyguards even with him now, but they were all dressed in black and white pinstripe suits and fedoras. Gikwang stood in the middle of his entourage, laughing at a joke he’d told, while they all pretended to laugh at it too. Instead of wearing a suit, he wore only the jacket part of it, with one button buttoned in the middle to expose his upper chest and lower stomach, fully decked out in tattoos. Mostly dragons. You rolled your eyes. His usually styled black hair looked greasy, almost wet, and had pieces dangling in front of his eyes which seemed to have black eyeliner smeared on the bottom.

Maybe he caught you staring, because he nudged one his grunts and you saw him mouth the word “roulette”.

Then he and his whole crew strode over to the table you were sitting at.

You turned away and tugged your black hat over your head, hoping he didn’t recognize you.

Of course you had a disguise on, you always did when you went out just in case. Today’s disguise was a blonde bob wig, paired with red lipstick, a deep smoky eye, a rather large brimmed black hat with a long black coat to match.

“What are you doing playing roulette by yourself?” Suddenly the silky voice was right next to you, and you almost flinched, but you knew better. You turned to face him, literally inches away from the man you wanted to murder. You gave him your best fake smile.

“Because I’ve been playing roulette. The people I was playing with just ran out of money. So I’m waiting for more people.” You time the truth, manipulating your voice to not sound like your own, since he’s heard it so many times.

A grin crept across his face, and a beautiful one at that. He had the biggest most luscious lips, and you hated it.

“Why don’t I play with you then?” He finally said, a little too close to your face. His breathe smelled strongly of whiskey. Maybe this is why he didn’t recognize you. He didn’t seem intoxicated though, maybe just tipsy, but enough to not know you. Which was perfect for you. He sat down at the seat right next to you, despite there being many empty seats around the table. You looked at his face and smiled, thinking about watching the life drain out of it. Maybe he thought you were flirting, because he smiled back as he was buying his roulette chips. His crowd of bodyguards all began to sit at the table

“Roulette players only please-“ the worker said. They all glared at him, then looked expectingly at Gikwang, who waved his hand, signaling them to listen to the man and not kill him.

“Let’s make this interesting. Just you and I babe.” He turned to face you again, his big almond eyes gleaming. “You pick a color. I pick the opposite. Make it fair.” He said, eyeing you up and down. You tried not to scowl at his gaze, but felt your cheeks flushing anyway.

“Sounds fair enough. But I have one condition.” You pushed all your roulette chips forward. You had won about $500 playing roulette for the past couple hours, and decided to humor him for the last few hours of his life and have fun. His face didn’t even twitch.

“Deal.” He said and entered the same amount.

“I choose red.” You said quickly.

“Why red?” He asked curiously.

Like the color of your blood when it comes out of the bullet hole I’m gonna leave in your face.

You thought.

“I like red.”

You smiled.

“Black it is for me.” Gikwang said confidently as the casino worker took your best, calling out “No more bets” despite there being only two people at the table. As if in slow motion, the ball dropped, and hit the spinning roulette wheel, going round and round in circles.

Your eyes followed the ball, nervousness bubbling in your stomach. You glanced at Gikwang who looked at ease. You got mad again.

Fuck him for being so calm..

Everyone was silent as the ball began to slow down, making thudding noises as it passed over the ridges of the numbers.

Black

Red

Black

Red

Black.....

It nearly came to a stop on the black number, but at the very last second, it rolled onto a red section.

“Red 19.” The worker called as he picked up the ball from the slot.

For once in his life, Gikwang looked disappointed. He’d had everything in his life handed to him, and just lost a game of luck.

As the worker began to give you your chips back so you could cash them in for your earnings, you turned to Gikwang again, filled with pride. “Better luck next time, right?” You said, flashing him a real smile.

He looked taken aback by your words and stared at you.

Fuck. Maybe you shouldn’t have said that..

Nervously you collected your chips and stood up. He grabbed your wrist tightly and you realized you’d said too much. He realized who you were.

He stared at your, dark eyes hooded as his eyes scanned yours. Then his big lips pulled into a smirk again.

“Hope to see you again soon, sweetheart~” he said happily.

Nope. He’s still just a drunk guy.

You breathed a sigh of relief and nodded. “Very soon I hope. I’ll find you.” You winked from behind your sunglasses and walked off to collect your earnings from roulette. As you turned around from the counter, you saw Gikwang walked out the doors of the casino.

What?? One game and you’re done??

In a hurry, you grabbed all your money, shoved it in your purse and sprinted out of the casino after him. You could see the mob of suited men walking through the purple lit door of a building in a back alley. You looked up at the sign, seeing the triple X sign and a neon lit girl taking her top off. You sighed. Of course he went into a strip club.

Straightening yourself up, you followed at a distance and led yourself into the building, the bouncer not questioning your age because of the glare you were giving him. You were on a mission.

Immediately the loud music and smell of smoke engulfed you. It was so loud with sensual music you couldn’t even hear yourself think. Completely covered up, you didn’t fit in this club, but you pushed through the crowd and saw him sitting at a round table with his crew in the front row, throwing ones at a girl dancing on stage.

Wow you hated him a lot.

But you had an idea. And you didn’t like it. It wasn’t hard to sneak behind the DJ’s booth and take a glance at the roster of girls dancing tonight. Destiny was the name of the girl dancing currently, so next up was a girl named.... Cinnamon. Nice. You almost laughed as you slipped away, looking for the dressing room. The club didn’t have very good security, because you easily found the small, well lit room where all the strippers would get ready for their performances.

“Which one of you is Cinnamon.” You said firmly at the group of underdressed girls.

“Who are you?” A little redhead said rudely. You didn’t have time for this.

“I said,” you drew your pistol from the strap on your thigh and pointed it at one of the girls, who’s face drained of all color.

“Which one of you. Is. Cinnamon.” You spit out, and a young brunette finally spat out, terrified.

“I am.” She was fighting back tears.

You looked at her, she was about your size and body type.

“Perfect. Give me your outfit. Now.” You began to strip down yourself and throw your clothes at her for her to wear. Seeming confused with the situation, she complied and changed into your outfit, then gave you hers. You pulled on the skimpy outfit which wasn’t more than lingerie over your own underwear. Whatever it was sexy and it would do.

“Please welcome to the stage.... Cinnamon!” You heard the announcer say and some low music started playing.

“I’ll give it back later.” You dug in your purse and gave her your roulette earnings. “Consider it a tip.” You said, then ran up to the stage, walking out sexually like you’d seen the girls do earlier. It felt weird. You rubbed your hands up your thighs to feel for the gun and knife strapped to them which were covered by garter belts and stockings. The men started hollering and throwing ones. Your eyes met Gikwang’s, who sat up surprised in his seat when he saw you. Then pointed at you, then patted his thick thighs, telling you exactly where he wanted you. In this dark lighting, the shadows casting accentuated every muscle on his chest. What the fuck? Why were you thinking about that. You shook your head then continued to “dance” to make everything seem real, walking around the pole, sliding up and down, all the while keeping direct eye contact with the tall man who looked like he wanted to eat you up. Finally as the song died down, you walked down the stairs of the stage and down to his table, other guys looking jealous as you walk straight to him, leaning over him tracing a hand down his chest. You leaned closer to him, your lips on his ear and whispered.

“Buy a private session with me, won’t you?” You tried saying in your sexiest voice, trying your hardest not to cringe or just stab him here. You looked at him, and could tell he was going to comply with you, so you walked away, leaving him wanting more.

Heart pounding, you found the private dance rooms and waited outside the door until you saw him rounding the corner, then you slipped into the room and waited for him. In the room was just one large red couch—for parties you guessed?—it was a cheap looking sparkly material, but whatever. At least his blood wouldn’t stain too bad.

When you finally heard the door open, you realized you had been holding your breathe waiting him. As soon as he came in, your heart stopped again, your head started spinning.

“Told you I’d see see you soon.” You said, trying to steady your voice, and sound sexy.

Gikwang locked the door behind him, then took a hand and ran it through his black locks, those stunning brown eyes staring holes into your chest—which he was obviously looking at. With a smirk, he slowly unbuttoned and took off what was left of his top, which was only the jacket, and laid it on the couch.

Jesus Christ. In the low lit room, the soft light illuminated all his muscles as he inched his way to the couch, spreading his legs out dominantly. You had seen him shirtless before, because he was quite the fan of revealing clothing, but never this close.

“Oh how I missed you sweetheart” he said lustfully, patting his thighs, pulling money out of his pocket. “Here’s my deposit.” He leaned over, placing a hundred in your lacy red bra. Your face twisted into what you thought was a scowl, but just looked embarrassed at his touch. You fake smiled at him and began moving your hips back and forth, hands in the air, and touching all over your body. You had your eyes closed during the dance, but when you opened them and looked over your shoulder, your ass barely inches away from his lap, you could tell he was trying his hardest to hold back.

He looked vulnerable at this point, so you smirked and turned around, putting your hands on his shoulders. Slowly your hands drifted down his chest, feeling every muscle, then moved yourself onto his lap, straddling him.

The look on his face was priceless. He was looking at you with such admiration and longing, his beautiful lips parted slightly at the sight of you, like he couldn’t keep his mouth closed.

Stop it. Stop thinking he’s beautiful.

[nuyasno]

highlight with kids ~ 💘

[park-chan-yall]

Kpop Moodboards-

Neon Junhyung

[a-story-for-you]

Can you write a fluffy cute fic with Junhyung X Reader ? :)

You used to hate Christmas so much. Not that you don’t enjoy the gift and present and the school holiday when you are young, but you a birthday during Christmas but your family were never around. You were the only child and now that you are dating, your boyfriend turns out to be a famous idol and you don’t want to bother him. You know he usually gets busy during the holiday season.

But you know what, after 5 years of dating, he finally find a time out of his busy schedule to go out and go shopping with you. You can’t contain the happiness as you rise that morning. You were never a morning person yet that morning feel so different. As you get up early, you look around your big bedroom, even though it usually feels empty, today somehow feel different.

You choose the outfit, taking a nice warm shower, get your nail done and put on an extra effort on your makeup and hair. As you get ready to go out, you receive a text from him saying he will be a little bit late. Well, you kinda prepare for it, and you decide to wait for him at your favorite coffee shop. 

After getting your coffee ready, you wait for him. Somehow the coffee shop has less customer and you wonder why. They have the best coffee in the town but you just ignore it since its a day before Christmas anyway. You wait for almost an hour and honestly you can feel your patience running out. Pulling the phone from your pocket, you dial his number immediately, but there is no answer.

You sigh at the phone and suddenly all the light in the shop went out. You scream a little bit but as you turn around, he was standing there with a cake and the workers of the coffee shop as they sing happy birthday song together. You can feel the tears threating to fall down from your eyes as you see his smile from the light of the candle.

You don't even notice when the finish singing, but he is now right in front of you with your favorite cheesecake. “Make a wish jagiya. Even though one of your wishes already come true.: He said with a silly smile.

You close your eyes as you wish carefully and blow the candle. The light is back and the workers all are cheering. Your smile still didn’t fade out from your face as you wish for the time to stop. “I didn’t know you remember it.”

“I never forget. Sorry I couldn’t celebrate it tomorrow. I hope this could make up for it.” He took your hand softly and slip a ring on your finger.

“You don’t have to.” You said as you admire the silver gold ring that looks simple yet so elegant.

“The ring looks perfect on a beautiful lady like you.” As he kiss your hand softly.

And you couldn’t wish for a more perfect birthday night.

I'm just trying to clean up my inbox with my lazy writing xD

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Story #1- Temporary Epiphany

Group: Highlight- Junhyung 

Theme: Epiphany 

A moment of sudden revelation 

Type: series- angst 

Plot: You and Junhyung go out for dinner to celebrate your four year wedding anniversary and you decide to let him in on the some big news but once he finds out, you realize what this ‘big news’ would really mean. 

It is a gleaming Saturday evening at a gorgeous home in a small and quaint town in the quiet state of Maine. You are getting ready to go for dinner at Portland with your husband to celebrate your anniversary and you have some news to share but yet, something feels off- something wrong.

“Y/N, you ready to go?” Junhyung says with a smile as he fixes a button on his suit.

“ Yea I am, I just gotta give Ellie her dinner then we can head out,” you say, already treading out the room towards your boxer.

“Oh wait!” he calls out, sticking his head out after you. “I already fed her earlier and we went out for a little stroll this morning as well.”

“Oh ok, thanks for doing that. Well, it looks like I’m ready to go now,” you sigh as you sit on  your leather loveseat and put on your heels.

“It’s our anniversary today you know, happy anniversary Y/N,” Junhyung says causally.

“Haha yes silly, I know,” you say. “Thank you Junhyung, happy anniversary to you.”

“I can’t believe we made it four years already. Where’d all those years go? Well, it’s better not to dwell on that I suppose… Ok, I’m ready myself now so let’s head off,” Junhyung says, offering his arm.

You link your arm into his and smile to him but you both know that all the smiles and affection is just for show. It’s your wedding anniversary, fourth anniversary to be exact like Junhyung mentioned, but you still feel nothing for this man you have to call your husband. And he doesn’t either.

That’s how it’s always been.

From the first day you met to today, you and Junhyung still feel absolutely nothing. And it’s likely to always stay that way. Whether it’s three more years or thirty, you will never love Junhyung. And that’s exactly how you intend to keep it. It’s not that you hate him, he’s your husband after all. You’ve grown to care about him through the years and you know everything there is to know about each him. From what he likes in bed to how he takes his coffee.

To clarify, your marriage to him isn’t to look good to those around you ‘cuz quite frankly no one in the small town of Cape Elizabeth gives a damn. You two will never admit it but you need each other. The idea of living and loving alone scares you so here you are- enjoying the bonuses of a married couple but still having the freedom to do so as you please since you two aren’t in love. It’s nice to know Junhyung is always home at 5:15pm right on the dot, every afternoon and enjoys a glass of red wine in his recliner with a novel of some sort, mostly mystery, nearly every evening. You get a certain joy from this, it feels as though you two really are a couple. If you close your eyes and replace his name and face with that of your beloved then it’s almost too much to bare but you do it anyways. And that’s why you’re always miserable but that’s a different story for another day, one you won’t be reading about today.

—

“It’s a beautiful place isn’t it?” Junhyung beams, holding your hand as you stand on a hill that overlooks the Atlantic Ocean and the lively, sparkling city.

You nod as a small smile stretches on your face, “Mhmh it’s remarkable. I’m really glad to be able to live here with you.”

“Really?”

“Mhmh, I mean it. We’ve moved a lot these past few years but I think this is the best place to settle down. There’s fresh seafood, lush trees, great people, and it’s cozy so it feels like home but it just lacks a bit of our culture that’s all,” you reassure as you lean into Junhyung’s chest.

He smiles genuinely which is something he hasn’t done in a very long time but he finally feels at peace being here with you and in a place you two both adore. “Hey, I think we should head into the restaurant, it’s nearly time for our reservation.”

You look up and smile, almost tempted to kiss him but you stop yourself since it wouldn’t mean anything but he brings his face down to peck your cheeks lightly, which takes you by surprise.

He retracts then gently holds your arm with his and guides you into the fancy, 5 star restaurant that was just a few feet away. Junhyung opens the door for you and you walk in and wait by the reception area while Junhyung talks to the greeting hostess. You walk up to join Junhyung and he holds your hand as the hostess guides you two towards your private table in the lounge where the city lights from outside stunningly illuminates the chandelier above your table.

The hostess leaves after setting the menus on the table and Junhyung helps you to your seat.

“Junhyung, you really outdone yourself this year. This is absolutely gorgeous, never in my wildest dreams did I imagine that I would be sitting in an exquisite restaurant like this under a beautifully lit chandelier. Gosh, I’m at a loss right now, thank you,” you thank, admiring his effort in making this a memorable night but you smile to yourself, knowing that you gunna steal Junhyung’s attempt with just a phrase.

“But it’s really nothing compared to how you look. Y/N, you look absolutely stunning tonight. You really took my breath away and I was so speechless that I started muttering randomly,” Junhyung confesses.

“Really?”

He nods and holds your hand until a young waiter came to your table, “Good evening Mr. and Mrs. Yong, I’ll be your waiter this evening. May I start you off with some sparkling champagne until we get our orders?”

“Uhh, um actually I’ll pass tonight,” you decline politely.

“Oh, ok. I’ll pass as well. I’ll just take water with lemon and she’ll have a Shirley Temple, thank you,” Junhyung says with a polite smile to the waiter.

“Ok, they’ll be right up,” the waiter confirms with a smile.

When the waiter walks away, Junhyung turns his attention by to you and asks, “If you don’t mind me asking why didn’t want to drink the champagne, I thought it was your favorite, is it not?”

“No, you’re right, it is. It’s just that I.. I re-. Um I can’t drink alcohol anymore, well at least not for a while,” your voice falters as you blush and avert your eyes away from Junhyung.

“Why? Are you trying another diet or cleanse? It’s ok, you can tell me. I’m open to trying these sorts of things,” Junhyung reassures.

“I’m not but I will have to get on a new diet, one I don’t think you’ll really want to do this time,” you hint.

“Oh? Why not? What’s so special about this one?” Junhyung asks curiously as he leans on his hands and knitting his eyebrows in puzzlement.

“Well to start, I’m gunna have to drink lots and lots of milk and I gotta have double the amount of protein and iron,” you emphasis on the word ‘double’ hoping he’ll get it.

“I don’t see what’s wrong with this diet, in fact it sounds like exactly what we should be consuming,” he comments, clueless as ever.

You let out a shaky breath before holding his hands and announcing, “Junhyung. I’m pregnant.”

He drops your hands and his eyes widen. Everything in the room seems to stop and suddenly you wonder if this was a mistake.

“What?” he whispers in a deathly calm voice.

“I’m.. I’m pregnant. We’re gunna have a baby,” you whisper with a hint of fear, feeling less confident than earlier.

“Oh, ok. Um are you ready to look at the menu,” he asks, grabbing a menu.

Your heart drops and you grab a menu to hide your face behind. You look over the options but your vision gets clouded by warm tears desperately wanting to fall. You see the silhouette of the waiter coming back so you wipe away the lone tear that managed to escape before turning to face the waiter.

“Here we go, a Shirley Temple for you ma’am and a lemon water for you sir. I see we have the menus out, are we ready to order?” the waiter asks, taking out his notepad and pen.

“Yea, I’ll take the garlic-glazed lobster with the parmesan penne,” Junhyung orders, setting down his menu.

“Okey, and for you ma’am?” the waiter turns to you with a smile.

“Oh I’ll take the smoked salmon with the side of Mediterranean salad,” you reply.

“Ok, I’ll put them in right now then your orders should be out momentarily. In the meantime I hope you two enjoy the fresh-baked bread and caviar,” he smiles, setting the appetizers and plates before you.

“I’m sure we will thank you,” you say with a feign smile you’re so used to giving then he leaves once again.

You get up to go use the bathroom but Junhyung stops you. “Where are you going?”

“I’m gunna go get rid of the baby,” you say sarcastically, taking on a particularly bitter tone. “I’m going to the bathroom, where else? If you’d excuse me.”

Junhyung slumps back in his seat, his heart beating erratically. His breathing was becoming choppy and he knew he was getting a panic attack and he would’ve ran to the bathroom but he knew he couldn’t leave the table unattended. So he got nice and comfy in his seat as his mind went to dangerous places. He knew he shouldn’t fell silent like that but this territory was still sensitive to him so he drifts away…

–

“Junhyung? Junhyung?” you ask worriedly, shaking your husband’s shoulders.

His eyes flutter open and he looks at you with horror then he leans forward quickly and just holds you, feeling his tears hitting your shoulder.

“Y/N, I’m sorry. I’m very sorry. I don’t know why I fell silent cuz I’m happy! I’m so happy Y/N! We’re gunna have a baby! Oh, I’ve waited for this for so long I forgot how good it felt. And please don’t say that again. Please don’t say that you’re gunna get rid of the baby. I can’t go through this again,” Junhyung cries, holding you tighter and tighter.

“It’s ok, it’s gunna be ok Junhyung. I’m sorry I said that, it was really stupid. But I promise you that no matter what happens between you and me, but you’ll have your baby. Even though it won’t be yours and Diane’s baby but it’s still your baby,” you promise.

“No, I know it’s not Diane’s but it’s ours, me and you. We have to be honest to our kid, we owe it that much don’t we?” Junhyung worries.

“Junhyung, let’s not worry about that right now but I don’t think we should tell it anything yet. The truth is pretty gruesome and I don’t want our kid hating us so soon. I mean how you tell your kid that its parents are just pretending to be love with each when really they love people who are dead. I’m sorry… I’ve said too much. Uhh, I’ll go get the food to go so we just eat at home. I’m sorry,” you whisper then getting up to find the waiter.

—

“How are you feeling Junhyung? Do you need me to grab your meds?” you asks concernedly as you enter the dining room while throwing your head in a bun.

“No, it’s ok. I feel alright. Come sit down, I warmed up your dinner,” Junhyung points out with his fork.

“Can I have some of your pasta?” you ask gently as you take your seat across him.

“Go ahead. I’ll take a little bit of salad if that’s alright,” Junhyung says, already reaching for your salad.

“Haha that’s fine. I can’t believe we’re still acting like newlyweds after 4 years. It’s almost ridiculous but-”

“- it makes sense”

“Exactly. Oh god, how are we gunna explain this to our kid?”

“I still think we should be honest when it’s ready. But let’s make a deal, we can only share 4 stories each to help explain our situation to our kid.”

“Ok, but wait. Do you mean four stories each or four in total because I don’t know if that’s gunna be enough.”

“Good point, hmm let’s do four each then. And nothing’s off limits. It’s all on the table, whatever we think is most important for our kid or kids to understand why we did what we did and who we really love.”

“Ok, I’ll go first,” you perk up. 

*well here it is after a year in the making, this series finally surfaced so questions or comments are highly appreciated and just lemme know your thoughts on it 

* so can you can tell the next story will pick up with the flashback of Y/N’s first story so I hope you stay tuned for the second story tomorrow! 

[nuyasno]

[sannal2054]

Okay, but if Highlight’s fandom name ain’t contouring then this is a wasted opportunity

[asianpopscenarios]

Junhyung || Set Up

Dongwoon observed you as you did Junhyung's makeup, you had already finished Dongwoon's makeup but instead of leaving to join the other members like he usually did he had decided to stay. His eyes darted between you and Junhyung, he had a smirk on his face giving you a bad feeling, he was definitely planning something.

"Y/N, are you free tonight?" You raised an eyebrow at Dongwoon's question, suspicious of his intentions.

"I am, why?" Dongwoon's smirk widened, instead of answering you he turned to Junhyung.

"Are you free tonight?" Junhyung nodded hesitantly, also unsure where this was going. "Want to go out for dinner?" You and Junhyung both paused for a moment, glancing at each other before agreeing. Dongwoon looked ecstatic at your agreement, suddenly standing up and coming closer to you and Junhyung. "Great! But I'm not free tonight, have fun on your date" Dongwoon gave you both light claps on the shoulder before practically darting out of the room, leaving you both bewildered. You both stared at the door in stunned silence, your mouths hanging open stupidly as you processed what just happened.

Suddenly, the manager was at the door. You both closed your mouths immediately, forcing yourselves to come back to reality as he glared at you impatiently.

"Get his makeup done quickly, he has to be on stage soon!" You looked at the clock your eyes widening at the time, you were behind schedule. You nodded at the manager and gave him an apologetic look, he only sighed, shaking his head slightly before walking away. As soon as he was out of the room you focused on Junhyung again, determined to get his makeup done as quickly as possible.

Junhyung stared at you as you worked, you tried to ignore it but you were having trouble, especially after what Dongwoon did.

"You know, I wanted to ask you out myself, not have Dongwoon do it for me" He spoke quietly, still staring at you as he talked.

"So you really do like me?" You continued to do his makeup as you spoke, unable to look directly in his eyes. He nodded in response, flashing you a nervous smile, you couldn't help but smile lightly too but you still needed to focus on your work, you really were behind schedule.

You were both silent as you finished Junhyung's makeup, making sure everything was perfect. You observed him for a few seconds before reaching out to fix a loose strand of hair, you fiddled with it for a few seconds before stepping back and eyeing him up and down again. You couldn't find any imperfections, satisfied with your work you finally declared yourself done.

Junhyung stood up and made his way to the door, he was about to leave when he suddenlly he turned back to you, he hesitated for a few moments before speaking.

"So, I'll see you tonight?"

"Of course, but you know we haven't actually planned anything, right? I don't know where to meet you" His eyes widened, realising you were right. He paused for a few seconds before pulling out his phone and handing it to you.

"Give me your number, I'll come up with something great and text you the details when I do" You took the phone from him, quickly adding your number to his contacts before handing it back to him. You were about to speak when you heard the manager shouting for the members, urging them to come quickly. Junhyung immediately moved to leave, he smiled at you and waved as he walked away, shouting an excited "I'll see you tonight!" before he was gone.

[kpopfanticscenarios]

They're still so fantastic! ❤❤❤❤❤

[stanheechul]

Are you excited? HIGHLIGHT FIGHTING!

[iskpoptrash]

Highlight's Junhyung and CEO!AU

CEO!Junhyung

-everyone in the office has a little crush on him can you blame them? have you seen his visuals??

- he keeps a little jar of chocolates on his desk hidden behind a picture but if someone visits he offers them one

- music can always be heard softly playing in his office and he has a very broad music taste so the genres are never consistent

- you rarely ever see him outside of his office and if you do he’s just on his way to/from the kitchen or bathroom

- very serious about his job but surprisingly sociable, like despite being in his office for long periods of time, he can hold pretty decent conversation with all of his employees

- really nice sense of fashion, everyone’s heads turn when he walks into a room, attracted by his nice outfits

- people are usually shocked to learn he’s in a relationship bc how does he have time for one with the amount of time he spends at work?? plus he just has a bachelor vibe about him

- he keeps his fave picture of the both of you on his desk, right in front of his chocolate jar 💕

- checks his phone like every five minutes to see if you’ve texted him bc you’re always in the back of his mind

- lives only a mildly luxurious lifestyle, like sure he has a nice car and nice clothes a decently nice house for the two of you but he doesn’t blow his money on yachts or anything too luxurious

[lil-nct-scenarios-11]

Highlight- Idol gf doing a sexy/ hot concept

Group: Highlight- all members 

Theme: Request- idol girlfriend having a really sexy and hot concept

Type: reaction-  fluffy + suggestive 

Doojoon 

would be super jealous 

asffffffff !!!!

like how is his hot ass gf looking and being so sexy for everyone else ?? 

it would def lead some hot and sexy “concepts” at home if you know what I mean 

*wink wink* 

but him viciously swatting other boys and girls’ drooling over you aside- 

you know he would be so supportive and proud of you 

when fans wish that they could have you, he would take tooooooo much pride in being able to pick you up from your shows and take you home 

if you tried to show him your sexy dance moves at home he’d get so flustered and hella shy but the second that your confidence and power would go back to normal then he’d transform into his cocky self and ask for more of those sexy dance moves 

but all in all 

he’d be so lucky + grateful to have you

Junhyung 

would be hella shy 

“mood light”  

when he first saw you performing he would look shy and blushy on the outside 

butttttt 

on the inside he’d be thinking of nasty, nasty things because your sexy performance would get his imagination running 

it would look like he is his usual cool & collected self but in reality your hot concept would have more of an impact on him then he’d like to admit  

highkey always turned on whenever he catches a glimpse of your performance

overall tho he’d be supportive and amazed by you 

Yoseob 

ya’llllll 

he’d be flustered & shocked 

but only when he first saw your outfit & choreography bc you know he’d be used to your hot & sexy self at home 

*wink* 

but he’d be the most supportive 

like 

he’d even go so far as to send a video to you of him dancing to your parts of the song with a huge goofy grin on his face

he’d just be so proud that you were his gf and not just another idol to him 

and if any fans came up to you for your autograph he’d definitely adopt a bodyguard persona but also stand protectively behind you with a proud smile that he could not hide

Gikwang 

be impressed asffff

like his jaw would drop the first time he saw you 

but he’d try to give you tips on how improve your form and perfect that body roll or thrust so that when he saw you perform again then he would just be focused on how smooth & hypnotic your hot & sexy moves were 

would just be in absolute awe at how good you were in this concept and not to mention how sexy you looked 

Dongwoon

gfghjkl

he wouldn’t even be shocked the first time he saw ur performance bc he’d be in a trance of just drooling and admiring you 

like someone would have to shake him to get him out of his trance induced by you

he’d always tease you when he heard your song in public by doing your signature move in the choreo or the face you made when you have to hit the high notes 

but seeing in that concept would drive him crazy bc he already loves you so much and that concept would just further prove to him how lucky he is to have you to do that kinda concept with him anytime anyplace *wink*

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2017.13.03

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illi and M.

P.S. Don’t miss the comeback on the 20th!