#idk-loving-kpop

[stephanleyhes]

Bang chan in super board mv

[milkbreadtoast]

idk how i want to draw him yet and not ready to make a srs attempt but here's a bad kdj phone doodle lol🚶🏻

[kiyeuo]

now its 3 in the morning n im tryna change ur mind

left u multiple missed calls, n to my message u reply :

[halogbs]

Wooyo

[sunoovamp]

"..baptise in your thighs 'til it hurt"

[createdbytragedy]

GIRLFRIEND PRIVILEGE

Pairing: Kang Taehyun x reader Genre: Fluff, established relationship Proceed to: Next part Being Taehyun's girlfriend comes with privilege. I just know it.

To love and to be loved by Kang Taehyun seemed liked privilege. Felt like a privilege and it was a privilege. There were so many subtle things that you thought were mundane but it turns out that it was something special. Taehyun wasn't exactly an affectionate guy. He didn't give affection and he didn't like receiving one either. His love language fall on the other side of the category like acts of service and quieter and more subtle actions rather than giving a big hug to show his love. At least, that's what his members thought.

It turns out, Taehyun tolerated enjoyed affection when it was coming from you. They first noticed it when they were back from tour. After not meeting for four months, your boyfriend was finally back in town. They didn't know what they expected. But, a full on bear hug with your legs around his waist, arms around his neck and him practically lifting you off the ground and spinning around was definitely not expected. But, the bright smile on Taehyun's face confirmed he really liked it. And how happy he was to see you. Soobin wasn't too happy hearing about this. Neither was Yeonjun. Taehyun had been avoiding all their 'love' all these years, claiming he don't like being 'touched' but after the stunt with you, they were convinced he was lying. You know, those times on the dorm when Soobin tries to sit besdie him but Taehyun always end up walking away, finding another seat saying he can't stand Soobin's body heat or some shit. Then you come around, sitting so close you were almost sitting on his lap and guess what? Taehyun didn't move a muscle to run away from your body heat or something, pulling you closer as both of you watched cats videos on his phone. Maybe you didn't have body heat. But as you dated longer, the more they realized you had this thing called, 'Taehyun's girlfriend privilege' where you get to do the things no one else can do to Taehyun. Like calling him an idiot, dumbass, shorty and get to live another day. Especially after calling him the last one. Or getting to ruffle his hair and make it identical to a bird's nest without getting your arm twisted. Taehyun was someone with boundaries. Reserved and kept to himself most of the time. He was also the most caring and attentive guy as the boys would say but he was never the guy he is now before he met you. How you went past all his boundaries and managed to make him smile at his worst days was something they really wanted to know. But, Taehyun was still hesitant about it. Shaking them iff whenever they asked him about it. But no one could miss the tiny smile etched on his face whenever someone mentioned your name.

You didn't know it yet but being Taehyun's girlfriend had a lot of privilege. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "But, it's different with (y/n)," Taehyun yelled, running way to avoid the hugs being forced onto him," she's my girlfriend. You guys are..... grown up?" Yeonjun scoffed ,"What the hell does that mean? We give better hugs, anyway." "Yeah. You were all giggly and happy when (y/n) gives you a hug. Why you making a face now?" Soobin interfered. "Because I only like it when (y/n) gives me physical affection!" "There. He said it." Beomgyu smirked, hiding his camera.

[suhnshinehaos]

my heart dropped when i read the statement that sm put out re: taeil, genuinely the last thing i expected to read today. i’m shocked, disappointed, but most of all- i’m angry.

angry at what he’s done, angry at seeing some fans defend him, angry at those turning this into a gotcha moment to promote or lift their faves up. please, this isn’t just some discussion on the internet- there is a very real victim, a very real woman at the heart of all this. i hope she gets the justice and healing she deserves.

[k-tarotz]

Would You Have A Chance With Your Celebrity Crush? | PAC

Pile One Pile Two Pile Three

Pile Four Pile Five Pile Six

have you ever wondered about whether or not you could pull your celebrity crush? like would you be able to do it? well I am here to tell you if you could or not! it can be an alive person.. or not. someone that lived recently… or not. it’s fully your business! please just keep in mind that this is for fun, it’s absolutely not the set in stone truth and the outcome can definitely change overnight for so many reasons. look at this as the current energy beautiful sweetheart 🫶🏻 having a crush on a celebrity is ok, it’s the unhealthy boundaries that are not, please remember that!

🫐 paid readings

disclaimer: this is a reading made for fun, if you take it seriously don’t participate in it. this includes both if you genuinely believe this is a sign or could impact your mental health in a negative way and/or if you are allergic to joy and fun. period.

Pile One

would you have a chance with your celebrity crush?

🎲 : two of swords reversed, queen of wands reversed, the empress, the emperor

YOU LIKE OLDER PEOPLE 🫵🏻 I am joking, of course, but this is definitely an age gap relationship. You could be older too, but the majority of people choosing this pile is younger! So if that’s not your thing, you can choose another pile if you wish to 🫶🏻

Although, I would like to state that for some of you this age gap is under 10, you are just self conscious about it because it’s not something that you are necessarily used to.

If you are an adult over 20 the answer is: Yes! Yes you would. Not because of your age of course, but you are literally their perfect match. Come on, you got the Empress next to the Emperor! Personally, I never get these two together from what I can remember so in my eyes this is INCREDIBLE!!! Do you know the song “can somebody match my freak, somebody with a freak technique?” that’s you two. I do not think you are freaks though lol This pile radiates a very wholesome and cute energy, some of you classy even for sure. A very beautiful energy. It’s like those couples in movies you see that just seem perfect for one another and it feels weird to see them not with each other. Like Marshall and Lily, or Gloria and Jay! It’s like people don’t expect you two work together but you do, better than some couples who look like they were made for one another. It’s very cute in my eyes for sure 💔

If you are a minor, there are two possibilities so please choose whichever fits you.

If you are significantly younger: NO. I am (not) sorry to tell you this, but your celebrity crush is not a creep. Matter of fact, I can feel their energy being disgusted at the thought of dating a minor/someone much younger than them. Don’t get me wrong, there are definitely gross adults who are attracted to minors. It’s just not them. They are attracted to people their age and older than them. [If you are in your early twenties crushing on a grown adult like 40+ years they could possibly hate the idea of dating someone significantly younger due to having a relative around your age, which makes seeing you as a child.]

If you are younger only by 2-3 years: NO. At least, not yet. Say you are 16 and they are 18. Right now? Hell no. When they are 24 and you are like 22? Sure, they don’t care. It’s the mental state you two are in, and the life experiences, you know? It’s important to them. They do think a 2 year age gap is important in childhood, not necessarily in adulthood.

what causes this outcome?

🎲 : queen of pentacles, ten of coins, queen of coins, four of coins

if you got a yes - you! you cause this outcome! you are wonderful, so they just can’t help but fall for you. they are magnetically pulled to you because of how attractive and interesting they find you.

if you got a no - I think it’s pretty clear but they look at you as a child. they are the kind of person who likes to protect children from harm, not put them in danger.

channeled song: teacher’s pet - melanie martinez (I do not like her, it’s just your energy)

things that might be relevant: snow white (?), darari - treasure, ‘cutie patootie’, pink plush (a pig?), silly cat plushies / figures, japan scenery, one in a billion - enhypen (someone here likes heeseung lol), butterflies (yellow and white), religious, 00s rnb, nose sensitivity (nosebleeds, hay fever ect), midnight train to georgia (?), purity, coloured rose petals 🥴🫶🏻🧚🏻‍♂️🧚‍♀️🪽🌺☃️

Pile Two

would you have a chance with your celebrity crush?

🎲 : eight of pentacles reversed, king of wands reversed, the queen of swords reversed, the chariot side ways under the kow & qos

No, but there doesn’t seem to be a negative energy here. You are just not their kind of person. Not their romantic type, not their ‘friend type’. Rather than this being malicious, it’s disinterested. Definitely not private, but they don’t seem to be interested in a connection with you. I am sorry that sounds harsh, but there is really not much to it.

I wish I could make this as long as pile two���s, but their energy genuinely seems disinterested. As if their higher self doesn’t even care to elaborate. It’s like they have better things to focus on in life? They don’t seem too interested in romance as a whole. Rather tired and exhausted, and just want to focus on work. I am definitely not saying this is healthy though, because something here seems to impact their social life quite a lot.

Yet, they still seem very very kind, it’s like they aren’t interested in romance but if you approach them in a friendly manner they will make sure to be kind to you even if they might be a bit awkward. In a very charming way though. They will make sure you are comfortable and feel safe though.

Their energy is not malicious or mean by any chance, I think my explanation was just a bit too straightforward. They genuinely seem like such a sweetheart, with a bit of sadness surrounding them. That can definitely impact them currently, as it seems like a constant thing in regards of their mood as of now. I hope they can heal, truly. 🫶🏻

what causes this outcome?

🎲 : judgement, six of pentacles, the moon, seven of swords, ace of swords reversed, the lovers

Multiple reasons! However, you need to take only what resonates and what you think is right. One of the reasons is; that you are simply not their type. They don’t want to waste your time and get your hopes up high, that would be like playing with your feelings. Which they definitely not want to do at all.

However, that’s only halfish of the pile. The rest.. Your celebrity crush is simply not interested in romantic or sexual relations. They are aro, ace or aroace. Of course, aroace means little to no interest in romantic and sexual relationships, but theirs pull towards no. In order for this to “change” they have to like you a lot. Which is not impossible, but that’s like three people in this pile only. That’s why I didn’t feel the need to put a yes in the previous section.

channeled song: around the world - ATC

things that might be relevant: mr chu by apink, ph balance lipstick, bows in hair, white sweater, cherry pie, phone case, weird phonecases (?), gel nail art, ‘don’t you know how sweet it tastes’, edits on tiktok, puppies, upset, mascara (mot waterproof), colours brown and beige, gem stones, angel aesthetic ☪️✝️↪️📯🛍️🪭

Pile Three

would you have a chance with your celebrity crush?

🎲 : ace of cups, knight of swords reversed, two of swords side ways, nine of coins reversed, justice reversed

Yes, but only because they are sexually attracted to you, quite a lot. It’s like, they wouldn’t mind to date you but they definitely wouldn’t expect it to be a long lasting relationship.

It definitely doesn’t seem like a lovely dovey crush like feeling. Rather one where they could be very attracted to your body. If you are not the same race/ethnicity, that definitely ads to it. Though it doesn’t seem like they would be sad if you reject them, they would respect your wishes and move on, they aren’t a forceful type of person. If one night stands are not your thing they can definitely respect that.

It’s not like they are an asshole but I do assume their preferences in regards of sexual and romantic relationships highly differ from yours. It’s like you are cute, lovely and they find you lovable but more in a friendly manner in a way they adore you. The sexual attraction is just something they cannot deny.

what causes this outcome?

🎲 : the devil, the moon, ace of swords, knight of wands

I will be honest with you sweetheart, they like their youth and that they can get whoever they want. Of course, that’s not true. However in their mind they can, because they know how to use their charm to the max and don’t take failures to the heart but rather as a way to acknowledge differences. “ No hard feelings “ definitely describes them very well.

They prefer to be single and rather get rid of their sexual urges whenever they can with people that are similar minded to them… Basically, hook up culture. Not a player, definitely bit of a pervert though.

channeled song: party for the night - gray / drive - jay park ft gray

things that might be relevant: panda, teddy bear, laugh (you might like theirs), wanda vision, the colour red, sharks, blue, kcon, fan service, video calls, stickers, dyi, disappointed (as in, someone in this pile could be disappointed), acrylic paint 🧊🍿🍷🌟❄️🌈

Pile Four

would you have a chance with your celebrity crush?

🎲 : ten of cups, the lovers, judgement, the world, eight of cups reversed, knight of cups

Yes, because they are a family oriented person! They definitely want to get married to the love of their life, their soulmate. Someone who has the same goal as them and can see where their desires are coming from. They don’t see any desire in short relationships or giving their time, body, attention and love to someone that they don’t think deserves it. Someone that only likes shallow relationships or ones without a stable foundation are not for this person. They want someone incredibly committed and loyal who knows what they want. I also do believe that putting family before anything is important to them. As in, the one they create with their chosen one. Nothing is more important to them, so with that heart they wouldn’t like to be with someone that puts work before their family. I would use the word hate, but that might be too much, although at times they do feel that way.

Either way, they judge each of their romantic interests based on their standards. If they notice that their goals don’t align with one another’s they immediately lose interest. It’s the feeling of “I would rather wait lifetimes than be with someone that doesn’t truly love and value me” sort of mindset. Good for them tbh, slay

what causes this outcome?

🎲 : justice reversed, nine of coins reversed, the hierophant reversed, ten of swords

Well, I will be honest here. Some of you downright force yourselves to have the same life goals as your celebrity crush. “ If ____ asks me to I will do it willingly!!! “. The thing is though, you know that’s not the life style you want, but you would still force yourself to be happy and content with it just because you love your person too much. That’s why it would work out, because of your consistent effort. It’s not really worth it tho, don’t give yourself up for anybody, you are worth much more.

That’s only for SOME people reading it. If the shoe doesn’t fit you, don’t wear it. Majority of people who chose this pile have the exact same mindset and would make an insanely lovely couple with their chosen one! You also seem to have the same mindset, hobbies, interests and appreciation for things in life. Honestly very compatible! You could possibly have zodiac signs that are also a good pair.

channeled song: brought the heat back - enhypen

things that might be relevant: golfing, heart and stars, xoxo (hugs and kisses), the colour red, giggles, vampire fangs, little ducklings, bunnies, flowers, cafes, crystal clear water, ice, oranges, animals, birds, teardrop, lock, fan 🥛🍼🩰🎸⛸️🛩️

Pile Five

would you have a chance with your celebrity crush?

🎲 : the hermit reversed, two of cups justice, the wheel of fortune reversed, justice

No, you two are simply way too different from one another. Which I believe, you are aware of too. Surprisingly though, you are not the one that would be rejected. You would reject your celebrity crush because I do believe that if you were to know their true nature you would be turned off. So if they make their moves on you; you would just not care and walk away.

Slay, value yourself pretty sweetheart 🫶🏻

what causes this outcome?

🎲 : queen of cups, three, temperance reversed, six of cups reversed

As I have mentioned already, it’s definitely you being turned off by them, getting the ick. Their real personality could very much heavily be different from what they present themselves to be which would make you lose all interest in them for sure. Not because of the person they are, but you must definitely hate lying and people who put on a fake persona. Although, you don’t find their real personality charming as well? They could for sure enjoy flirting with people and making as many experiences as possible, which is not like you. I don’t feel heavy judgement from you, but your energy feels like ‘if I would have known the true you then I wouldn’t have wasted time/energy’ you know? It’s like you are polar opposites.. Two different ends of two different coins. They could also like alcohol more than necessary, which could be a huge no for some people in this pile due to bad experiences in the past. Which is a completely valid point! 🫶🏻

channeled song: million dollar baby - tommy richman

things that might be relevant: trillion, beauty spots, red nails (navy blue & baby blue.. some whites & glitter?), hair strokes (pda), naps, heavy metal (?), broken glass, transparent vases, rubik’s cube, franz kafka (the author), calligraphy pen 🌃☎️⏳🔭📈💥

Pile Six

would you have a chance with your celebrity crush?

🎲 : justice, eight of swords, ace of cups, the lovers

Yes, and you better believe it! Okay, wow, that sounds a bit bad, but I mean it. If you were in a situation where you two were to spend time together, you would have a chance, your romance would just be slow burn. Which, I think is perfectly alright! Although, it might make you a bit sad at first, perhaps more insecure although there is nothing you need to be insecure about. You are beautiful from inside and out!

It’s like you guys would be friends, then sexual attraction would set in and then y’all would be having romantic feelings for one another. The sort of relationship where y’all sleep together, so now you guys are automatically dating lol It’s very sweet and pure, really.

what causes this outcome?

🎲 : five of wands, two of wands reversed, the emperor, six of coins

They are simply not the sort of person to rush into any kind of relationship! Not even when having crushes, they rather would become friends with them to see the type of person they are before making moves. They would also only make moves if they can see that the feelings are mutual, so honestly they are just a rather careful person.

Your feelings would be there from the start while theirs would slowly develop, ya know? It’s like you fell first, they fell harder.

That’s for sure 1000%

Your charms got to them, not just a bit. They like how intense your emotions can get, and how cute you are. They like it because you don’t try to be cute, but rather you just naturally are cute. It’s certainly very adorable to them, it makes them more interested in you. Bit by bit they would fall for you. (Or rather walk in love, they are in no rush.)

channeled song: perfect - ed sheeran

things that might be relevant: potatoes (??), vines, 2nd gen ggs, ‘yayaya’ (x.o by enha / cake by the ocean - joe jonas), pastry, slice of life anime, tiramisu (cake~ tiramisu cake~), red ribbons / red string of fate, black choker, ‘hallelujah’ (like the song), horror movies, starry nights, camping, E, Anne with an e, attack on titan, the sun ♌️⚽️🎟️🏅🗽🏖️

💭 This was fun to make but also a bit challenging 💔 Regardless, I hope everyone enjoyed it, even if they didn’t necessarily liked their result.

– Candy 🍬

[boobchuy]

I love amphibia I'm really happy it exists

[zylokv]

FLASH FROM THE PAST — myoui mina

❝ you're my spouse on paper, however you're not my responsibility.❞

synopsis — a new page in mina's book.

word count ! — 4.6k

— myoui mina x reader !

notice — heavily inspired by @neoplatinum and a bit of queen of tears.

disclaimer ! — this story is a work of fiction. the portrayal of characters, events, and relationships does not reflect the real lives or personalities of any individuals mentioned. themes of infidelity and emotional conflict are explored, but the intention is not to glamorize toxic behavior.

series masterlist !

part three !

the office clock ticks in the background, the steady rhythm drowned out by your pounding heartbeat. you're supposed to be focused—drafting reports, sorting case files—but all you can think about is her. myoui mina. your wife, your undoing.

it's ridiculous how she’s consumed you lately. taking breaks isn’t something you’d normally do, but now they’re essential. you’re slipping out of your office chair, phone in hand, scrolling through photos of her like a lovesick fool. the shot from last week—the one where she’s in a flowy sundress, laughing at something momo said—has you biting the inside of your cheek.

and then there’s the voice message. you play it for the fifth time, mina’s soft giggle filling the space, followed by her saying, “don’t forget to come home early, okay? i’m making dinner… wear the shirt i like.” a mundane request, but the way she says it? you’re practically out the door already.

when you do make it back home, you’re greeted by the sight of mina curled up on the couch, a ridiculously oversized sweater hanging off one shoulder. her hair’s still damp from a shower, framing her bare face in a way that makes your chest tighten. she looks up, spots you, and smiles like you’ve just made her whole day.

“you’re home early,” she says, teasing but pleased.

“couldn’t stay away,” you reply honestly, setting your bag down.

the warmth of the moment lingers, but as the night progresses, a familiar chatter fills the living room. momo has stopped by, lounging in a chair with her legs tucked under her, while sana sits cross-legged on the floor with a glass of wine.

“so,” momo starts, leaning forward with a sly grin. “when are you two finally giving us an heir?”

mina rolls her eyes but doesn’t hide the faint smile tugging at her lips. “you’re too nosy for your own good.”

“i’m just saying!” momo defends herself, laughing. “it’s been how long now? the world is waiting.”

you chuckle lightly, keeping your focus on the drink in your hand. sana, however, remains silent, swirling her wine. her gaze occasionally flickers to you, sharp and calculating.

“and what about you?” momo turns her attention to you. “don’t tell me you haven’t thought about it.”

you clear your throat, feeling the weight of everyone’s eyes. “it’s… a discussion for another time.”

“boring,” momo groans dramatically.

“or maybe they’re just not ready,” sana interjects suddenly, her tone laced with something biting. “not everyone is cut out for responsibilities like that.”

her words are a sharp jab, and you glance at her, meeting her challenging gaze. “and what exactly are you implying, sana?”

she tilts her head, feigning innocence. “nothing. just an observation.”

mina notices the tension and places a calming hand on your arm. “don’t mind her. she’s been like this all day.”

you sigh, deciding not to take the bait. but before the conversation can shift, sana speaks again. “besides, it’s not like they don’t have other ways to… distract themselves,” she adds with a smirk.

your jaw tightens, and for a moment, you consider snapping back, but you catch the look in mina’s eyes—a quiet plea to let it go. instead, you stand, excusing yourself to refill your drink.

later, as the evening winds down and momo and sana leave, you settle into bed with your laptop perched on your lap and a glass of wine on the nightstand. mina joins you, crawling across the mattress with her sweater slipping to reveal more of her shoulder.

“working again?” she pouts, resting her chin on your shoulder.

“don't worry i'll take a leave soon” you reply, though your focus is more on her than the screen.

“you’re so boring sometimes,” she teases, tugging your laptop away and placing it on the nightstand.

“mina,” you protest weakly, but she’s already climbing into your lap, her mischievous smile impossible to resist.

“you should take more breaks,” she murmurs, pressing a kiss to your neck. “you’re always so tense…”

her lips trail along your jawline, and her hands find your shoulders, kneading the tension away. you let out a soft sigh, your head tilting slightly to allow her more access.

“you’re impossible,” you murmur, wrapping your arms around her.

“and yet, you’re addicted to me,” she whispers, a playful glint in her eye.

-----

the cafe is unusually quiet for a weekday, a soft hum of conversations and clinking cups filling the air. you're here on an errand, grabbing coffee for mina during her photoshoot break. a barista calls your name, and you step forward to collect the tray of drinks, careful not to spill anything.

as you turn to leave, the sharp click of heels catches your attention a split second too late. someone collides into you, and one of the coffee cups wobbles precariously before you manage to stabilize it.

“watch it!” a voice snaps, cutting through the ambient chatter.

you look up and immediately recognize the woman glaring at you. minatozaki sana. she’s clad head-to-toe in prada, her fitted top and heels giving her an air of effortless elegance. but her expression is far from pleasant.

“my apologies,” you say evenly, keeping your tone polite. “i didn’t see you.”

she scoffs, brushing off invisible dust from her shoulders. “of course you didn’t. typical.”

your patience wavers, but you bite back the urge to retort. instead, you offer a tight smile. “it was an accident. no need to be rude.”

“you’ve got some nerve,” she mutters, adjusting herself. “mina really married... you?” she adds, her tone dripping with disdain.

your grip on the coffee tray tightens. “is there a problem with that?” you ask, your voice calm but edged.

“just surprised, that’s all,” she says with a smirk, folding her arms. “i mean, look at you.”

you take a deep breath, deciding against escalating the tension. “well, it’s a good thing mina’s opinion matters more than yours.”

her eyes narrow, and she opens her mouth to retort, but in her haste to take a step back, her heel catches on the edge of the rug. she stumbles, landing ungracefully on the floor.

“are you okay?” you ask instinctively, setting the tray on a nearby table and reaching out to help her up.

“don’t touch me,” she snaps, brushing my hands off as she stands, but there’s a flicker of embarrassment in her eyes.

despite her attitude, you shrug off your coat, offering it to her. “here. in case you need it.”

her expression shifts. her eyes linger on the coat, her earlier hostility giving way to something else entirely—a strange, almost haunted look. “where... where did you get this?” she asks, her voice softer now, nearly hesitant.

“what?” you blink, confused by the sudden change in demeanor.

“the coat,” she repeats, her fingers brushing the fabric lightly, as if it holds some unspoken significance. “where did you get it?”

you hesitate, caught off guard. “it was a gift. why?”

she doesn’t answer, her gaze distant as if she’s lost in thought.

you sigh, pulling the coat back over your arm. “look, if you’re done being rude, I have somewhere to be.”

her lips part as if to say something, but she stops herself, her usual sharpness dulled. you shake your head, deciding you’ve had enough of the strange encounter. without another word, you pick up the coffee tray and walk away, leaving her standing there, silent and still.

----- the soft glow of the tv screen illuminates the living room as you lounge on the couch, legs stretched out, a half-empty glass of wine on the coffee table. it’s one of those rare evenings where work doesn’t loom over you, and for once, you’re completely at ease. some action movie plays in the background, but you’re only half paying attention.

mina’s footsteps pad softly into the room, and you glance over to see her standing in the doorway. she’s wearing one of your oversized sweaters, her hair slightly messy, and there’s a sleepy look in her eyes.

“you’re still awake?” you ask, sitting up a little.

“couldn’t sleep,” she says, making her way to you. without waiting for an invitation, she climbs onto the couch, sliding into your lap and nestling herself against your chest. her hands rest lightly on your shoulders, and she leans her head against you with a content sigh.

“movie good?” she mumbles, her voice muffled by the fabric of your shirt.

“not really,” you reply honestly, wrapping an arm around her waist. “better now, though.”

she lets out a soft laugh, shifting to look up at you. “you’re so cheesy sometimes.”

“and you love it,” you counter with a grin.

her lips twitch upward, but then she frowns slightly, shifting again. “i’m craving something.”

you raise an eyebrow. “what do you need?”

“ice cream. with pickles, eggs and maybe some donuts.” she pauses, her cheeks faintly pink.

you blink, caught off guard by the combination. “uh, sure. anything else?”

she hesitates, biting her lip before murmuring, “maybe some medicine. i’ve been feeling nauseous all day.”

you tilt your head, concern flickering across your face. “nauseous? you okay?”

“it’s nothing,” she says quickly, waving her hand as if to dismiss your worries. “probably just something i ate.”

you nod, though the answer doesn’t quite sit right with you. “okay. i’ll get everything you want.”

as you start to stand, she clings tighter, her arms wrapping around you. “don’t leave just yet,” she says softly. “just a minute.”

you settle back down, letting her burrow against you. her warmth seeps into your skin, and for a moment, you forget about anything outside this room. eventually, she pulls back just enough to meet your eyes.

“thank you,” she whispers, her gaze sincere. before you can reply, she leans up, pressing her lips to yours in a slow, lingering kiss. it’s gentle but firm, and when she pulls away, her cheeks are flushed.

“okay,” she says finally, sliding off your lap with a small, reluctant sigh. “you can go now.”

you grab your jacket, still feeling the warmth of her kiss on your lips. “i’ll be back soon.”

before you can leave, her voice stops you. “thanks, baby,” she murmurs softly. then, almost as an afterthought, she adds, “oh, and maybe get some ginger tea. it helps with the throwing up.”

you freeze for a moment, turning back to her. “throwing up?”

she shrugs nonchalantly. “just a little earlier. it’s fine now.”

you nod, still a little concerned, but you don’t dwell on it. “okay. i’ll grab that too.”

as you step out into the cool night air, a nagging thought lingers in the back of your mind. but you shake it off, focusing instead on the list of cravings waiting to be satisfied.

----- the soft chime of the donut shop’s bell greets you as you step inside, rubbing your hands together to ward off the cold. the warmth and smell of freshly baked goods wrap around you like a comforting blanket, and you glance at the short line ahead of you, mentally rehearsing mina’s list. ice cream, pickles, chips, tea, donuts... and medicine.

the person in front of you fumbles with their wallet, murmuring apologies as the cashier waits. you sigh, feeling the minutes drag on. it’s late, and all you want is to get back to mina.

“sorry, it seems like my card’s not working,” the person says nervously.

without a second thought, you step forward. “i’ll cover it.”

they look at you in surprise. “oh, no, that’s not—”

“really, it’s fine,” you cut in, already tapping your card.

“thank you,” they say sincerely, turning to face you fully—and that’s when you recognize momo, her face partly obscured by a cap pulled low over her forehead. beside her, sana stands in a sleek jacket and jeans, her cap tilted to hide her eyes but not enough to conceal her pouty lips.

“oh!” momo exclaims, her expression lighting up. “it’s you!”

“momo,” you reply politely, though inwardly you’re already counting down the seconds until you can leave.

“what are you doing here?” she asks, grabbing her bag of donuts and coffee.

you gesture to your own bag. “mina's been having cravings. what about you two?”

“needed something to fix this hangover,” momo says with a sheepish laugh, holding up her coffee. “me and sana had a drink.”

sana remains quiet, her gaze fixed on you. it’s an odd mix of hesitance and something softer, almost like she’s studying you. her usual hostility seems absent, replaced by a lingering stare that makes you shift uncomfortably.

“are you okay?” momo asks, nudging sana’s arm.

“huh?” sana blinks, finally tearing her eyes away.

“you’re staring,” momo says bluntly, her tone laced with teasing but underpinned by curiosity. she looks between you and sana, her brow furrowing slightly.

“just... thinking,” sana mutters, brushing past the comment.

but momo doesn’t let it go. her eyes narrow slightly as she watches sana, and then realization dawns. her gaze flicks back to you, then to sana again, her lips pressing into a tight line.

oh no, momo thinks. she’s looking at them the way mina does.

the thought sends a shiver down her spine. she forces a grin, quickly steering the conversation back to safer ground. “well, anyway! thank you for the donuts, super generous of you.”

“not a big deal,” you say with a polite smile. “i should get going, though. have a good night.”

you grab your bag of donuts, making your way back into the chilly night.

when you finally step through the door at home, tired but glad to be back, mina’s waiting for you on the couch. her arms are crossed, her pout deep enough to rival a child denied candy.

“you’re late,” she says, her voice tinged with annoyance.

“sorry,” you reply, setting the bags down and kicking off your shoes. “i ran into momo.”

mina’s eyes narrow. “momo? she’s such a chatterbox. i swear she needs her lips taped shut sometimes.”

you laugh softly, moving to sit beside her. she immediately snuggles into your side, her earlier irritation melting away as she tucks her head against your shoulder.

“don’t let her keep you too long next time,” she murmurs, her fingers trailing lightly over your arm. “you’re mine, not hers.”

“always,” you reply, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. -----

the gala is dazzling, as always—crystal chandeliers casting soft light over the sea of designer gowns and sharp tuxedos. you’re by mina’s side, as you always are, holding a glass of champagne you barely touch. tonight, mina seems a little off, though she’s masterfully concealing it. you catch her wrinkling her nose when a waiter passes with a platter of hors d'oeuvres, her usual grace faltering for just a second.

“you okay?” you ask under your breath, leaning closer.

mina nods with a faint smile. “i’m fine,” she murmurs, though her complexion is a shade paler than usual.

as the night goes on, mina’s behavior becomes harder to ignore. she barely touches her wine, turning it over in her hand more for show than anything else. her responses in conversations with other attendees are clipped, distracted.

you’re talking with a client when you notice mina excusing herself to the restroom for the third time. concern gnaws at you, but before you can follow, someone else beats you to it: mina’s mother.

you keep an eye on them from across the room as they step aside for a hushed conversation. mina’s mother’s face is unreadable at first, but then her eyes widen slightly, her lips parting in a small, startled smile.

the room buzzes on around you, oblivious, but you can’t help feeling the weight of something significant.

when mina returns to your side, she looks almost sheepish. her mother isn’t far behind, a knowing gleam in her eye as she approaches with a champagne flute in hand.

“my, you’re glowing tonight, mina,” her mother says casually, though her gaze flickers to you with thinly veiled amusement. “i wonder why.”

mina stiffens slightly, but she recovers quickly, offering a polite smile. “mother,” she says warningly.

her mother raises an eyebrow. “what? it’s a perfectly normal observation.” then, as if she can’t help herself, she adds, “but it does make one wonder—nausea, avoiding wine... are we expecting an announcement soon?”

you nearly choke on your drink, turning to look at mina, who flushes a deep pink.

“mother, please,” she hisses, though there’s no real anger in her tone—only embarrassment.

the implication hits you like a freight train, and your voice comes out quieter than you intend. “mina... are you?”

she bites her lip, glancing between you and her mother before finally sighing, shoulders slumping. “i was going to tell you tonight,” she admits softly, her hand coming to rest instinctively on her stomach.

the world seems to blur at the edges, narrowing to just her, just this moment. without thinking, you reach for her free hand, your heart racing as warmth floods your chest.

but before you can say anything, mina tugs you closer with surprising urgency. she wraps her arms around your neck, her lips capturing yours in a kiss so heated and full of emotion that the room feels like it’s spinning.

it’s the kind of kiss that leaves no room for misinterpretation—possessive, unrestrained, and entirely mina. you hear a few gasps from the crowd, but all you can focus on is her.

when she finally pulls back, her dark eyes meet yours, shining with something fierce and tender all at once. “don’t just stand there,” she murmurs, her voice low enough for only you to hear. “you’re supposed to be happy.”

“happy doesn’t even cover it,” you reply breathlessly, grinning so wide it feels like your face might split.

mina’s mother watches the exchange, her expression softening into something almost reverent. “well, I must say,” she interjects, her tone warm with pride, “it seems I raised a remarkable daughter—and she chose wisely.”

mina glances at her mother, a rare flush creeping up her neck, but she stands tall, her fingers laced with yours.

“let them talk,” she whispers to you.

you kiss her again, this time slower, savoring the moment. as murmurs ripple through the crowd, you realize it doesn’t matter what anyone thinks. all that matters is the incredible woman in your arms and the life you’re about to build together. -----

the drive to the myoui estate is serene, the car slicing through sprawling countryside landscapes as the sun dips below the horizon. you glance at mina, who’s casually scrolling through her phone, her expression unreadable.

“your father is going to be thrilled,” you say softly, trying to ease the tension.

mina doesn’t look up, but the corners of her lips twitch upward. “he better be. it’s not every day he get news like this.”

when the car finally pulls up to the estate, you can’t help but gape. manor feels like an understatement—this is a castle. towering spires, ivy creeping along stone walls, and an expansive driveway lined with hedges shaped so perfectly it’s almost intimidating.

the butler is waiting at the door, bowing as you and mina step out. his composed demeanor falters only slightly as he speaks.

“welcome. your parents are in the living room, but... we also have guests.”

mina pauses mid-step, glancing at the butler. “guests? who?”

“ms. minatozaki and mr. bambam, as well as miss hirai,” he answers.

your heart skips a beat at the names. mina’s face doesn’t change much, but you can tell she’s caught off guard.

“family friends,” she murmurs, more to herself than to you.

as you follow her inside, you’re struck by the sheer grandeur of the place. the high ceilings, gold-framed portraits, and glittering chandeliers seem straight out of a period drama. you’ve been to lavish homes before—your family isn’t exactly poor—but this is on a different level.

you catch yourself staring too long at an ornate staircase, and mina’s amused voice breaks through your awe. “it’s just a house.”

“a house,” you echo, raising a brow. “right.”

when you reach the living room, the air changes. mina’s father is the first to approach, his face splitting into a grin as he strides toward you.

“there’s my in-law!” he booms, pulling you into a hearty hug before stepping back to clap you on the shoulder. “congratulations! fantastic news!”

mina stands stiffly beside you, but her father’s enthusiasm is infectious. you manage a smile, nodding. “thank you, sir.”

“call me dad!” he insists, laughing loudly.

before you can respond, a high-pitched cheer cuts through the room. momo is practically bouncing on the balls of her feet, her excitement impossible to contain.

“oh my god, this is amazing! a baby?! i can’t believe it!” she gushes, her voice as bright as her wide grin.

meanwhile, sana sits elegantly on a velvet armchair, composed as ever, though her sharp gaze flickers to you. her expression is unreadable, but there’s something about the way she’s watching you—something that makes your chest tighten.

bambam, lounging casually beside her, seems more interested in mina. his eyes sweep over her with a lingering intensity that doesn’t go unnoticed by you.

mina’s father guides you toward the center of the room, keeping a firm hand on your shoulder. “you two sit down. we need to celebrate properly!”

as you take a seat, you’re acutely aware of the dynamics in the room. momo is practically buzzing, sana is as poised as a cat waiting to pounce, and bambam leans back with a lazy smirk, his eyes still on your wife. mina, ever the picture of grace, places a hand on your arm. her grip is light, but it’s enough to ground you amidst the tension.

“i didn't expect them,” you whisper to mina, attempting to lighten the mood.

“don’t worry,” she murmurs back, her tone calm.

sana’s smile is sharp as she leans forward slightly, her gaze cutting between you and mina. “congratulations,” she says smoothly, her voice carrying an edge you can’t quite place.

bambam, on the other hand, doesn’t even look at you. his eyes are solely on mina as he offers a casual, “congrats, mina. you must be thrilled.”

the room feels stifling for a moment. you shift awkwardly, acutely aware of the dynamic.

“thank you,” you manage to say, though the words feel flat.

sana’s gaze flickers to mina briefly, her smile never faltering. “you’re lucky, aren’t you?”

before you can respond, mina squeezes your arm gently, a subtle reassurance that doesn’t go unnoticed. -----

the myoui mansion is as quiet as it can be for its size, but sleep still evades you. tossing and turning in the grand bed had grown frustrating, so you decided on a walk, hoping the crisp night air would tire you out.

you chuckle softly to yourself as you step into the sprawling garden, muttering, “just your average lawyer, walking through an estate like a wandering ghost.”

but as you round the koi pond, you stop in your tracks. sana is there, sitting near the edge of the pond. the soft lantern light casts an ethereal glow on her, and for a moment, you’re struck by the sight. she’s not her usual composed and sharp-tongued self. her shoulders are slightly hunched, and her gaze is distant, locked on the rippling water.

you hesitate but decide to approach, your footsteps intentionally quiet on the gravel path. sana hears you before you speak, her eyes flickering toward you. she doesn’t bristle or sneer as you half expect; instead, she offers a small, neutral nod.

“couldn’t sleep,” you admit, gesturing to the spot next to her. “thought i’d try counting koi instead of sheep. mind if i join?”

sana huffs a soft laugh at your attempt at humor but nods again.

you sit carefully, the cool stone bench chilling you through your clothes. for a moment, you glance at the fish, their slow, fluid movements mesmerizing under the lantern light.

“so,” you start after a pause, your tone casual but curious, “why are you always so... mean to me?”

she turns to you, her lips quirking slightly. “straight to the point, huh?”

“i can’t help it,” you say, leaning back and giving her a sidelong glance. “it’s been bugging me.”

sana looks back at the pond, exhaling through her nose. “it’s not you,” she says after a beat, her voice quiet but firm. “it’s something personal.”

you blink, caught off guard. “oh. so... you don’t hate me?”

she shakes her head, her expression softening. “no. you’re alright.”

you grin, a bit sheepishly. “could’ve fooled me.”

she smirks but says nothing, and for a while, you both watch the koi in companionable silence. then, a thought strikes you, and before you can stop yourself, you blurt out, “do you... like mina?”

sana freezes for a second, then bursts out laughing, the sound so unexpected and genuine that you find yourself staring at her, dumbfounded.

“what?” she says between chuckles, wiping at her eyes. “no, absolutely not.”

“hey, it’s a valid question!” you protest, but you’re smiling too, her laughter surprisingly infectious.

sana shakes her head, the corners of her mouth still twitching upward. “you’re ridiculous. no, that’s not the reason.”

“then what is it?” you ask, emboldened by her lighthearted response.

“wouldn’t you like to know,” she teases, her tone lilting.

you roll your eyes playfully, and the two of you lapse back into a comfortable silence, the air between you noticeably lighter. but then sana turns to you, her gaze lingering longer than usual.

“since you asked me something,” she starts, her voice quieter now, “mind if i ask you something?”

you nod, curious.

“were you in japan, the myoui town about four years ago?” she asks, her expression unreadable.

you blink, thrown off by the question. “uh, yeah, i think so. i’ve been there a few times. why?”

sana looks away, her lips pressing into a thin line as if debating whether to say more. “just wondering,” she finally says, brushing it off with a casual shrug.

but then she glances at you again, a subtle shift in her expression. her eyes soften, and the faintest smile tugs at her lips—not the sharp, sarcastic one you’re used to, but something quieter, almost fond.

“you’re interesting, you know that?” she says out of nowhere, her tone lighter, almost teasing.

“me?” you blink, startled. “how?”

“just are,” she says with a small shrug, as if it’s the most natural thing in the world. she leans back, propping herself up on her hands, and gazes at the pond again. “maybe i’ve been too hard on you.”

you chuckle nervously, not quite sure how to respond. “uh... thanks? i think?”

she laughs softly, shaking her head. “don’t let it get to your head.”

the two of you lapse into another comfortable silence, but this time, it feels different—easier, warmer somehow. sana seems more at ease, even leaning slightly closer to you as the conversation drifts to lighter topics. you share a few jokes, her laughter surprisingly genuine, and the moments stretch on longer than you’d anticipated.

eventually, sana glances at you again, her smile lingering. she nods faintly, almost to herself, as if confirming something only she understands.

“you’re not so bad,” she says softly, her gaze lingering on you a moment longer before looking back at the water.

you don’t know what to say to that, so you just nod, the corners of your mouth tugging up despite yourself.

as the night deepens, you find yourself forgetting why you were ever nervous around sana. there’s something disarming about this side of her—more human, less guarded—and for the first time, it feels like you’re really seeing her.

“you know,” sana says suddenly, her tone lighter again, “i think i like this version of you. less formal, more... real.”

“well, don’t get used to it,” you tease, standing up and stretching. “i’ve got an image to uphold.”

she laughs again, the sound carrying softly through the garden.

as you head back inside, the memory of her smile lingers, and you can’t help but wonder what exactly shifted between the two of you tonight.

----- end of part three a/n — honestly eat up bro, happy birthday to my girl sana she gets a scene here baby!!! we're like 40% there guys but i still have something to uncover.

[leatherbookmark]

he said ₍ ˶•⤙•˶ ₎

[pinktaeyeon]

GET HIM BACK! Olivia Rodrigo (2023) | "I wanna break his heart, stitch it right back up, I wanna kiss his face with an uppercut, I wanna meet his mom, and tell her her son sucks"

[speakofcompersion]

[kiitoskiitos]

Thunderous.

[alukaforyou]

sometimes i think about this txt cover of invitation and... that long haired guy is just choso with his hair down TO ME

[createdbytragedy]

PRETTY~~

Beomgyu stared at you as you went on about your day. Your voice sounding like a melody in his ear. He couldn't get his eyes off you, barely listening and just letting your beauty consume him. He notice everything and everything about him you had him mesmerized. From the way your lips parted as you talked, the way your eyes light up at the certain times, how you use your hands to demonstrate certain situations to the way a strand of hair fell on your eyes which you would absentmindedly tug behind your ear only to come loose again with all your movement. You halt your rant, seeing your boyfriend has been real quiet. You found him staring at you with this mysterious glint in his eyes that had your heart skip a beat. "Why are you staring at me like that?" you asked, tilting your head slightly. Beomgyu continued to stare, ignoring your question, he lifted up his hand to tug a strand of hair behind your ear ," You're so pretty..." You blushed, a shy smile forming over your lips as you mumbled a small 'thank you'. Beomgyu thought you looked cute. So cute and pretty. His hand rested on your cheek, caressing with his thumb as he looked into your eyes. The sunlight creeping in through the curtains illuminated his eyes and you could not miss the love and adoration he held for you that glistened under the sun. "I'm so down bad for you, you know. I fell in love with you before I even knew I did" he confessed, drawing circles around your cheek which were turning pink, " To be with you, that's all I want now" he sighs, giving you a smile brighter than the sun's ray. "I love you" he whispered, "Love you more than words could describe" he said, pulling you in for a kiss. And you loved him too. More than he will ever know.