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uhdrienne · 1 month ago

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𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫 ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥

ch11. can i tell you something?

🌼 pairing: wonwoo x reader

🌼 genre: fluff

🌼 word count: ~1.3k

🌼 warnings: crying, emotionally heavy topics like death and trauma, do not read if it can be potentially triggering.

Wonwoo hasn’t been seen for a week. Jay, Chanyeol and the rest of the crew have returned to the city, and there was a large crowd gathering to say goodbye, albeit a little awkwardly.

Both you and Grandma Lee have been taking turns to knock on his door, leave food, or just sit and wait for him to open the door. Bitterly, you found it ironic how even as acquaintances, there was lesser distance between the two of you then.

“So…. an investment firm, huh?” You ask.

“Yep,” Chanyeol says on the opposite end. “So he was shadowing his relative in an investment firm, and a stock type he recommended to a janitor colleague unexpectedly dropped all the way.”

“And the janitor….”

“Jay’s father. He ended up in an accident soon after the whole thing.”

“Oh my god.”

A sigh comes from the line. “That’s as much as I know. Jay wants to seem normal, so he isn’t saying much about it.”

“It’s as bad over here,” You mumble. “He isn’t opening up anymore.”

Chanyeol hums in thought. “And the Y/N I know wouldn’t have waited for him to open the door. I don’t mean go in and bombard him. I mean just…. go in and make sure he’s eating well, you know?”

“I’ve thought of it,” You sigh. “And I don’t want him to think I’m going in to fish for answers. I don’t want….I don’t mind if he takes time to tell me. I just want him to recover and be comfortable again.”

“See?” Chanyeol chuckles. “You know your stuff. And if there’s one thing I know, it’s that people’s true intentions always come through. Y/N, you will know what to say when the time comes. It’s going to flow right out of you.”

“You think?”

“I know.”

A door has never looked more closed than it does right now.

You take a deep breath and pick up the basket of corn Grandma Lee left at Wonwoo's door. Then, you steel yourself to reach out and open the door, take off your shoes, and enter the house.

Wonwoo looks up at you from the sofa as you walk in. He looks visibly gaunt, with rings under his eyes, and from the looks of it, you know he hasn't been eating well.

You set the corn down and move to sit next to him. "I'll make you something to eat."

He shakes his head, bowing his head down. "I'm okay, there's no need."

You sigh. "I'm not here for answers, Won."

He keeps his head down and says nothing.

"I just... you should eat well. You don't need to tell me anything right now. If you need to cry, you should at least get a good night's rest and some sustenance before you do."

It's still silent as you rummage in his fridge, careful not to do or say anything that could shut him off again.

When you turn to take a plate out, he mumbles something which you ask him to repeat.

“Can I tell you something?"

You turn to him, and he finally makes eye contact with you for the first time since coming into his house. "Could you...sit down for a moment?"

After hesitating just a fraction of a second, you settle on the couch next to him.

"I used to intern at an investment firm. I was shadowing my cousin," He swallows and hesitates for about a million moments before speaking. "His name was Taeyong, and he was just... amazing. He taught me everything I needed to know about the stock market and got me started on meeting clients."

"He sounds lovely."

He nods, staring right in front of him. "He was the closest family to me. He, and his wife, Ji-yeon. They took care of me so well, it was like I really was his direct family. And I was going into work one day, and the janitor working on our level asked me what he could invest in to secure a steady income flow."

His breathing becomes a little unstable, and you place your hand over his to calm his jitters. He seems to speak a little slower.

"I recommended him a package I remember my cousin talking about. The most steady option in the market, the one that guaranteed the safest returns. That stock had been steadily increasing in value and popularity, so I thought it was safe."

You squeeze his hand once.

"I just found out that evening." His words are getting softer and more ashamed. "That janitor was Jay's father."

Your other hand comes up to rub his back. "It wasn't your fault. You couldn't have known."

"Didn't I?" He murmurs. "A couple months after he began investing, I went into work and there was a crisis because the stock was failing so badly. It was crashing and I'd never seen anything like it."

His breath shudders. "And my first thought was just panic. I rushed to go to Jay's father and tell him to pull out his investment immediately. I wanted to tell him exactly what I knew and make sure he wasn't left in the dark."

"And then?" You murmur.

"It was raining so badly." He said softly. "I had a license, but Taeyong said he didn't think I was in any condition to drive, and he offered to drive me."

His hands come up into his hair, tugging hard in frustration. "And the rain... the car accident... it took Taeyong away. From Ji-yeon, from his parents, and from every single person who loved him. Including me."

Your hands come up to cover your mouth. "Wonwoo..."

"I survived," He chokes out, tears re-streaming down his face. "I survived him, and I survived hearing the news that Jay's father drove in the rain to ask me what was going on, and getting in another collision."

As he stares straight ahead, his expression shuttering, you swallow, inch towards him, and perhaps Chanyeol was right, because words you didn't think you were capable of saying spill out of your mouth. "It isn't your fault. I wish time was kinder to you. You must've been holding on to such a burden, Wonwoo. You can cry, okay? Scream if you have to."

And your words seem to be his breaking point because he's slumping over and crying, loud and unrestrained, and there's nothing you can say or do to stop the flow of tears, so you wrap yourself around him, let his tears soak your shoulder, and for the first time maybe ever, pray that you are enough to soothe him.

Chanyeol leans back against the gravel and looks up at Jay, who's sitting up, solemn and silent.

"I'm sorry I dragged you back here for extra b-rolls," He says. "I would have asked the other cameramen, but they're knee deep in the post-production and there was no other option."

Jay shrugs. "It's fine."

The evening sun shines against the lighthouse as the camera runs, and the waves crash against the rocks.

After about ten minutes, Chanyeol speaks up. "Go ahead. I can handle this."

Jay looks at him. "What?"

"You have something bothering you," Chanyeol replies. "And from my producer's intuition, I can safely say that the source is exactly where we are. You should go sort it out before it becomes a real pain."

Jay turns away and back towards the setting sun. "I didn't know you were so nosy."

Chanyeol lets out a sigh. "You know, I don't think it's been easy for anyone involved. And I can't empathise fully with you because I don't know what it's like. So all I can say is... do what you truly believe is right. Take care of that thorn in your head, and everything else will come after."

Jay trains his eyes on the waves. "I don't know if I can handle this with any kind of poise."

"And I don't believe Chief Jeon would hold it against you," Chanyeol counters gently, leaning back on his hands again. "Of all people, he would know. It takes a lot -- sometimes too much -- grace to still be kind in cruel circumstances."

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🌼 summary: going back to the countryside where you grew up was at the bottom of your list. unexpectedly, your life changes course, and you eventually find your home in weekly village cleaning, the sound of the waves, and with the local jack-of-all-trades, jeon wonwoo.

🌼 pairing: wonwoo x reader fic (written, fluff, angst, hometown chachacha!inspired)

🌼 genre(s): fluff, mild angst, yn can be mean sometimes at the start (this is inspired by the kdrama hometown cha-cha-cha, so some parts of the plot and characters are similar), wonwoo is an overall sweetheart

ch.11: can i tell you something?

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🌼 taglist: @gaslysainz @lev1hei1chou @mingycr

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wooataes · 2 years ago

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Real Eyes, Fake Lies (Part Two)

Pairing: soulmate!Lee Jihoon x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 4k

Warnings: angst, Hanahaki!AU, mentions of death, mild suggestion of self-harm but nothing happens, swearing, lots of crying and feelings , lots of plot this chapter.

Summary: What do you do when you find out the one person that was created by the universe to be yours doesn’t want you back?

A/N: Thank you all so much for all the love on part one! I do apologize at how long it’s taken for this one to come out, it’s been a hectic last few weeks with Svt’s anniversary and my birthday 🥰 I hope you all enjoy and please feel free to send me an ask to talk about the fic if you’d like! - Tae 💜✨

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Jihoon’s ears hadn’t stopped ringing since he left your place 30 minutes ago, and although his home is only a 5 minute walk from yours, he couldn’t find it in himself to go home just yet. He had paced around the block twice and walked to a nearby park to sit under a tree and let his thoughts marinate. His stomach was in knots, hands shaky, and he couldn’t stop the tears from falling down his cheeks. To make himself feel better, he believed that this was because of your overwhelming emotions, not his. The weather was in his favor, the rain hiding the fact that he was crying openly in public. He had let his eyes wander at the new world around him as he gathered his thoughts in an attempt to remember the simple colour theory he learnt as a child. The grass was green, the sky was blue, the roses were red. His mind was sent into overdrive, still being unwillingly attacked with your heavy heart and heaving sobs rising up his body, but he knew he just had to bear it.

Jihoon was knocked out of his thoughts when his phone vibrated for the upteenth time. He sighs out of pure frustration as he looks at the screen, wincing internally as he reads through the barrage of texts from Soonyoung and one of his 3 housemates, Wonwoo.

Wonwoo🎮: yo where you at? min and soonyoung are here, we’re gonna do a game night.

Wonwoo🎮: soon said you were walking y/n home? I’ll save you a spot in the next round of Uno.

Soonyoung 🐯: hey, is everything okay? y/n shot me a text and said she left early. where are you?

Soonyoung🐯: you were supposed to be back at yours 20 minutes ago?? wons is getting worried.

Soonyoung🐯: okay if you don’t answer me in 5 minutes I’m coming to look for you.

Wonwoo 🎮: where are you, jihoon?

Prettyy/n✨ wants to send you a message.

Jihoon feels his heart jump at your Instagram request, and swipes away all of his texts to check the request. Oh god, what if you’ve outed him? What if you’re going to go on a plot of revenge to get back at him for breaking your heart by telling everyone that he’s your soulmate? What if-

Prettyy/n✨: nothing happened. you didn’t walk me home, you didn’t even meet up with me at the working bee. I texted you and told you that I had to leave early and I ran into my soulmate on the way home but they wanted nothing to do with me. you and ji-ah are safe, I won’t tell anyone. I promise. if soonyoung pesters you, tell him you didn’t even see me today. your relationship is safe, nothing will be spilled, just like you want. bye, jihoon.

Prettyy/n✨: and please stop feeling bad. it’s making me feel sick.

After breathing a sigh of relief, Jihoon simply likes the message sent by you to acknowledge that he’s seen it and silently thanks you in his head and starts to wipe his slowing tears. He frowns slightly when he feels his stomach twist again, but he chooses to ignore it. He can put this whole thing behind him now and focus on his relationship with Ji-ah, soulmates be damned. Should he feel bad for breaking your heart? Absolutely. And don’t get him wrong, he does, but you can get over it now and grow from it. Now you both are blessed with a world of colour, you can both benefit from it, he thinks to himself.

“Where the hell have you been?!” Soonyoung is on Jihoon as he steps into his house, shaking off his jacket and placing it on the coat rack by the front door.

“You know I like the rain, Soonyoung,” Jihoon lies easily, shaking his wet hair over him to get him to back off successfully. “Why are you even here, anyway?”

“Minnie had to work on a theatre assignment with Jun, so I thought I’d hang with you and the lovebirds while they worked.” He smiles as Jihoon looks down the hall to see the lovebirds in question, Wonwoo and Mingyu, sitting by the coffee table in the living room setting up playing cards. Jun and Seokmin are at the dining room table in an intense brainstorm session, writing down their ideas onto a book placed in the middle of the table.

“Sorry for not warning you I’d be back late, Wonwoo.” Jihoon calls out as he walks into the living room, standing close to the fireplace to warm himself up from the cold rain. The house looks weird now he can see what it looks like in technicolour, he thinks.

Wonwoo simply waves him off as Mingyu stays comfortably nestled against his soulmate's side. Jihoon eyes them for a moment before Seokmin and Jun make their way into the living room, talking about a well deserved break from their 20 minutes of brainstorming.

“Hi again, hyung!” Seokmin waves with a smile, settling down on the couch beside Jun comfortably. “Are you going to play this round?”

Just as Jihoon is about to respond, Soonyoung’s phone starts to ring.

“You start the round without me, it’s Cheollie hyung.” He smiles and Jihoon feels his stomach drop instantly. Oh, fuck. Soonyoung presses the phone to his ear with a cheery “hyung~” as he steps out of the room, his voice trailing into the front room as he walks.

“Actually, you guys start without me too,” Jihoon stammers out, suddenly feeling sick. “I need to go shower and warm up so I don’t get…”

He trails off as he watches Seokmin’s face begin to change, a look of fear covering his features. His gaze follows where his soulmate has walked off to, and he starts to rise from his spot on the couch. “Something’s wrong.”

“What’s wrong?” Mingyu asks quietly.

Jihoon feels a sense of dread wash over him as Soonyoung steps back into the room, immediately rushing to collect his backpack.

“Darling, what’s happened?” Seokmin is at his side in a flash, Soonyoung’s breathing increasing rapidly.

“I-I don’t know. Cheol just said th-that something’s happened to Y/N,” he throws his backpack over his shoulder. Jihoon winces, holding his stomach as the overwhelming urge to cry comes back to him in full force. “I gotta go to her.”

“I’ll come with you!”

Soonyoung is quick to take his soulmate’s hands in his own. “It’s okay babe, you need to study with Jun anyway. Cheol said she’s really overwhelmed right now and he thinks only I can help.”

“I hate that you’re right,” Seokmin whined, giving him a quick peck on the lips. “Text me when you find out what’s happened?”

“Of course. Sorry, guys, I’ll join next time.” He waves quickly before rushing out the door and running in the direction of your home.

“Oh god, I hope she’s okay.” Seokmin sighs as he slumps on the couch, Mingyu now sitting up beside him.

“What do you think has happened?” He asked quietly.

“Honestly?” Seokmin frowns to himself. “I don’t know. I haven’t felt Soonie feel that worried before in a long time. The last time he was that bad was when he couldn’t find Y/N on the 3 year anniversary of her mother’s passing.”

“Passing?” Jihoon looks at him. “How did she pass?”

“She never really told us much…” he sighed. “All she would say is that when she was eleven, her father got caught by Seungcheol cheating on their mother with another woman and he just upped and left. According to Cheol, their mother fell apart, she was in love with him for over 20 years, how could you not?… and on top of that, she got Hanahaki.”

A soft gasp from Jun was the only thing that could be heard in the hushed room, Jihoon’s teeth sinking into his bottom lip. He only thought Hanahaki was a myth, a silly story told by people to scare them into loving their soulmates.

“That’s why Soonie’s family took them in.. their mother only lasted 3 months after he left them. Y/N was the one who found her. Cheol said she didn’t sleep for days, and whenever she did, it was only for a few hours at a time. She had recurring nightmares that he and Soonie would help her through.”

“Poor girl. I guess that’s why Soonyoung has always been so protective of her.” Wonwoo mumbled thoughtfully, hand slipping into Mingyu’s and squeezing.

“She literally loved that man so much and he just threw it all back in their faces and legitimately killed his soulmate.” Seokmin grumbled, staring at the table in front of him. “And he didn’t even want Cheol or Y/N after everything. He’s a selfish bastard.” He hissed. “Fucking coward. That’s where Y/N went on the third year of her passing. She left to go to her fathers house to tear him a new one. Fucker deserved it, too. I don’t really know what happened, but all Soonyoung tells me is that he had a new family. She never tried to look for him again after that.”

Jihoon sinks quietly to the floor by the fire, hugging his knees. All he feels is shame, and now, dare he says it, worry for you. He really fucked this up, and it only had just begun.

A gentle knock sounds through your bedroom as you laid your head back against the wall tiredly. It had been an hour since you discovered the migraine of the brightly coloured world around you, and you still sat in the dark corner of your bedroom, albeit more quieter now than the last time Cheol had checked on you. You had stopped crying half an hour ago, now only feeling numb inside. When you insisted to your brother that you were fine and wanted to be alone, he had respected your wishes and left only after giving you a hard hug, and the promise that he’d be with you in a heartbeat whenever you called.

“What?” You mumble, eyes closed.

“It’s me.” You hear the door close behind Soonyoung, his footsteps drawing closer.

“What do you want.” You keep your eyes shut, knowing you’d fall apart if you saw your best friend in front of you. “Why aren’t you with Seokmin?”

“Bug…” he ignores your question, your body almost recoiling back in shock as his warm palms gently rest over your wrists, turning them over for a moment, seemingly checking you for anything abnormal before placing your hands gently into your lap. “Please look at me?” Soonyoung’s hand softly reaches up to cradle your cheek. You shake your head quickly, feeling the tears well up behind your eyelids.

“You should be with your soulmate, S-Soon.” You stutter, hands reaching up to rub over your eyes aggressively. “W-why are you even here?”

“Bug, what happened?” His thumb swipes over a stray tear that slipped down your cheek. Your eyes finally open to be face to face with your worried best friend, his big brown eyes filled with worry.

You hiccup, take a heavy breath, and open your mouth. Soonyoung waits patiently, still holding your cheek. As you attempt to speak, all that leaves your lips is a hard sob before your arms snake around his waist, your face burying into his shoulder. His hand reaches up to run through your hair, the other rubbing soothing circles up and down your back.

“Oh, Bug..” he sighs, squeezing you to his chest. “You’re okay, I’ve got you.”

“You shouldn’t.” You whimper, the shoulder of Soonyoung’s shirt growing damp. “You should be with M-Min.”

“But then no one would be here for you, silly.” He cooed, brushing your hair through his fingers delicately.

“Exactly.”

“Don’t be silly.” Soonyoung tries to lift the mood, jostling you in his arms slightly. “Until you get your soulmate, you are stuck with me.” You only sob harder, gripping his sweater tightly as he slowly stops his movements, his mind slowly catching up. “… Bug? Did you…”

“They didn’t want me, Soon.” You whimper, squeezing him closer.

“I swear, I’ll kill whatever fucker who did this.” Soonyoung had left your room after letting you cry in his arms for two hours, eventually letting the exhaustion finally catch up with you and drift you off into a dreamless sleep. He was now pacing in the kitchen, anger growing inside him.

“I’m right behind you.” Seungcheol growled, sitting at the dining table with his chin resting against the top of his intertwined hands. His leg was shaking under the table, watching his friend pace in front of him.

“How the fuck could they do that to her?” He barked, hitting his fist on the breakfast bar. “All the girl has ever wanted was to be loved, and the one fucker who was literally made to be that person to love her doesn’t want her?!”

“Did she tell you who it was?” Jeonghan asked quietly as his hand gently rubbed circles into his soulmate’s back. He could feel Cheol’s anger bubbling inside him more and more as the time went on.

“No. She’s protecting them. I don’t know why. Fucker doesn’t deserve to be protected.” Soonyoung grumbled.

“Being angry isn’t going to solve anything, babe.” Seokmin sighed, leaning against the bar. “All we can do is be there for her and support her.”

“What if she gets..-”

“She won’t.” Seungcheol rises quickly from his seat. “We won’t let it happen. It only happens if she’s in love, she’s nowhere near that stage yet.”

It’s late in the middle of the night and no matter how hard he tried, Jihoon just couldn’t get to sleep. The pain in his stomach had finally settled for a few hours, and he concluded that Soonyoung had caught up to you, calmed you down and helped you finally fall asleep. Seokmin’s words about your life kept repeating in his head and ate at his mind until he finally couldn’t take it anymore, reaching for his phone and wincing at the brightness as he opened up his search bar.

“What is Hanahaki?”

What? He frowns deeply to himself, as if trying to reason with his soul. Whether I like it or not, she is going to be a part of my life. I might as well learn now.

“Hanahaki is a disease contracted due to an unrequited romantic love. It is manifested in the form of flowers, which root themselves against the victim’s lungs that cause them to cough up petals and in some extreme cases, whole flowers.”

Jihoon’s thumb slowly scrolled through the information page, coming to a stop at a subheading.

“What is the Cause of Hanahaki?”

“The main cause of Hanahaki is when a victim’s soulmate does not reciprocate the romantic feelings harbored for them.”

“Is There a Cure?”

“In extreme cases there is a possibility that the victim is eligible for surgery to remove the blockage in the lung. The consequence to removal is the victim losing all feelings and memories in regards to their soulmate, and to never be able to feel romantic love ever again. As cases recorded show the victim’s refusal to lose their love, most cases result in death.”

That’s why her mother passed. Jihoon frowns to himself. If she had the surgery, she would have lost all memories of her kids.

He should be safe. You’re not in love with him. You have always known of Jihoon but never have had to spend time with him. You’re not gonna die from this. Who knows? Maybe Jihoon could find a way to get you two to be friends. He has known of some soulmates who keep their relationship platonic and it working out. He could try in a few weeks to press the idea to you.

A tightness builds in his chest, confusing running through his head. It’s - Jihoon checks the time on his phone - 3 in the morning, what is going-

He hiccups and feels tears start filling his eyes. In a matter of seconds, he’s feeling the urge to once again start sobbing and seek comfort.

This is going to be a long night.

Jihoon grows concerned when it has been over a week and he hasn’t seen you around campus. He keeps a subconscious eye out for you in common areas where you’re known to be with Seokmin or Soonyoung, but he only ever finds the two soulmates together. Soonyoung has been more withdrawn, Jihoon notices, but whenever asked by Wonwoo or Jun in passing, Soonyoung just waves them off. Jihoon wouldn’t tell anyone he knows the real reason.

Over the course of the week, like clockwork, Jihoon gets woken up in the middle of the night to pains in his chest and wet cheeks. It doesn’t take him long to figure out that you’re making sure he is asleep before you let out all your pent up emotions, which makes him feel even worse.

Ji-ah doesn’t notice anything wrong with her boyfriend, or if she does, she doesn’t say. She spends every lunch break at Jihoon’s table they share with Wonwoo, Mingyu, Jun and Jun’s classmate from dance class, Chan. Jihoon puts up a good front when with Ji-ah. He can’t walk on eggshells around her or she will get suspicious and he can’t lose her for a girl he barely knows. He smiles with his arm draped over his girlfriend’s shoulder, eating a mouthful of rice when he almost chokes on his food as he sees you walk into the cafeteria for the first time in over a week.

Soonyoung and Seokmin are on either side of you, talking animatedly about something that Jihoon can’t quite hear. He frowns when he takes a good look at you. You look paler than normal; even with his new perspective with colour he can tell you shouldn’t be this white. You have bags under your eyes and your hair is pulled back in a high ponytail atop your head, a pink ribbon tying it together. His eyes follow where you’re looking to see theater majors Boo Seungkwan and Yoo Jeongyeon at a table two spaces down from them.

“Finally!!” Seungkwan grins excitedly as he jumps up from the table, meeting you halfway as he pulls you in for a tight hug. “I’ve been dying without you in class. There’s only so much Lee Seokmin you can tolerate.” He whines as you let out a soft laugh.

“Imagine living with him.” You giggle as Seokmin responds with a ‘Yah!’ and a swat to your arm.

“Are you feeling better?” Seungkwan leads you to sit down beside him, Soonyoung flanking your other side and Seokmin joining Jeongyeon. “You still look pretty pale, Bug.”

“Ah, I’m getting there.” You feigned a laugh, waving him off as Jeongyeon reaches across the table and takes your hands in hers.

“I’m so glad you’re back.” She cooed. “A week is too long to be ill. I’ll hurt whoever gave you the flu and make sure they never do it again.” She smiled.

“I missed you too, Jeongs.” You smiled as you glanced at Seungkwan. “Fill me in on what’s happened in class. Have I missed much?”

Jihoon forces himself to stop listening then, shaking his head slightly before trying to tune back into the conversation his table was having, which currently was a discussion between Wonwoo and Chan over a certain video game that was just released.

“Okay, so, I’ve got some dress ideas I’m going to get made for Formal and I need a girl’s opinion.” Jeongyeon grinned, passing her iPad over to you.

You take the iPad and look over the 3 options of dresses with scribbles and annotations all over them as Seungkwan waves his chopsticks.

“Yah! I told you the style of number 2 would look SO good on you! Why do you need someone else’s opinion?”

“I don’t trust your judgment.” She glares as Seungkwan gasps and smacks his chest.

“Oh heaven forbid I can’t give a good opinion!” He whines as Soonyoung covers his mouth with a low chuckle, clearly not wanting to be involved in the bickering.

“I think the red suits you best.” You speak quietly. “The blue clashes with your skin tone too much and the dark green looks too wedding-y.”

You’re met with a prolonged silence from the table as you come face to face with your two classmates staring at you as if you’ve grown a second head.

“What?” You deadpanned.

“Are you telling me..” Jeongyeon whispered.

“It happened?” Seungkwan gasped.

“Mm.” You mumble, pushing the iPad across the table. “It’s not a big deal.”

“UMM?” Jeongyeon balked. “Not a big deal?! You’ve only been dreaming about this day for the last 20 years of your life!” She squealed, taking your hands tightly. “I’m so happy for you!”

The commotion at the table draws the attention of Jihoon’s housemates, who turn to look over at you, who is now sinking down in your seat, Soonyoung’s hand pressing on your back.

“What’s happened?” Mingyu called over.

“Y/N can see colours!” Jeongyeon responds excitedly.

Jihoon’s stomach drops, and he knows that it wasn't you this time. His knee starts to bounce slightly as he keeps an eye on you, the others at his table getting up to congratulate you.

“It really isn’t a big deal, guys.” You mumble.

“Are you kidding? This is amazing news!” Seungkwan cheered, Mingyu joining him.

“We know how much you’ve wanted this, Bug!” Mingyu smiles, ruffling your hair. “Tell us everything!”

“There’s nothing to tell.” You look away, reaching to take a bite of your sandwich.

“What?” Jeongyeon frowned, trying to get in your line of sight. “What’s gotten into you? I thought you’d be excited about this..”

“I would’ve been excited if they wanted me back.”

“Oh.. Bug, I’m-”

“Yeah, so forgive me if I’m not happy about being rejected by my soulmate.” You hiss bitterly, feeling the sting of tears burning your eyes.

“Oh the poor thing.” Ji-ah whispers to her boyfriend, eyebrows furrowed. She leans her head against his shoulder, and Jihoon just watches on.

“So what?” Seungkwan’s question shocked the others as you looked back at him in surprise.

“Huh?”

“So your soulmate doesn’t want you.” Seungkwan takes your hand in his. “You don’t need them now to see the beauty around you. You have us, don’t you?” He nudges your side. “And you have been blessed with seeing all of the world with new eyes.”

“He’s right, Bug.” Seokmin urged, smiling at you.

“I don’t see how this is supposed to help me, Boo. You haven’t even found your soulmate yet, so you wouldn’t know…”

“That’s irrelevant, Bug. We aren’t talking about me, we’re talking about you.” Seungkwan smiled and draped his body over yours dramatically. “Here, let’s change the subject, okay? You’ve been able to see colour for a while now, right?”

“Uh.. right..” you mumble.

“So, you have to have a favourite colour by now, right?”

“Oh..” Your lips purse slightly as you look up at the ceiling. “I never… I never really thought about it before.”

“Well, think about it now!” He chirped as he watched carefully for your thoughts.

“Uhh… well, there is one colour that I’ve been drawn to.. but you’re gonna laugh at me.”

“No we won’t, Bug.” Soonyoung soothes, smiling sweetly at you. “C’mon, tell us.”

“Well.. it’s brown.”

“Brown?” Jeongyeon frowns and tilts her head as you nod in confirmation. “What about something like pink?”

“It was the first colour I ever saw.”

Jihoon winced. He knew what was coming next, and he didn’t want to hear it.

“It was the colour of their eyes.”

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#seventeen angst #seventeen #seventeen x reader #seventeen fanfic #woozi angst #woozi x reader #lee jihoon x reader #woozi x you #woozi #woozi fluff #seventeen fluff #seventeen AU

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blizzardfluffykpop · 7 days ago

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Christmassy?→

Summary: If there is one thing you and your classmate and friend, Changmin hoped for, it would be for the theme of the dance to be Christmassy. But, even if it weren’t, you’d still wish to go with Changmin to it.

Oneshot

Fluff, Friends to lovers au

Word Count: 2,190

Requested by @tbzhub

Changmin (Q) X Reader

Prompt 5: Christmas On and On! (Choose a member’s proposal from the Christmassy mv & send it in~)

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You smile as you get into your first class for the day. You only have two weeks until winter break, and you couldn’t be more excited. Sure, you had exams to worry about and pass before then, but today, the theme of the dance would be announced. You wave to your only friend in the class, Changmin, before making your way back to your seat. He comes over and sits in front of you and you scoot the coffee you bought for him towards him, “You got an extra one again!?” You laugh, “Yeah, they messed up my order again.” He grins as he takes a sip from it before he asks, “You think Christmassy is gonna win?” You grin, “I hope so!” “Me too!” You sigh, “I hope everyone chose it over Winter Wonderland.” He groans, “That theme was a total bust last year…” You laugh as you agree. And before he can say anything else, the person who sits in front of you comes over and waits for him to get a move on. You wave goodbye to him as your seatmate relaxes into the chair in front of you.

In all honesty, as much as you wanted the Christmassy theme to win, you’d take any theme, even Winter Wonderland, if it meant getting to go with Changmin to it. Nonetheless, when the bell rings, you eagerly listen to the announcements on the intercom, “Good morning, students. This is Haknyeon.” “And this is Jacob!” They pause, and Haknyeon says, “We have a very special announcement!” Jacob continues, “The votes have tallied.” And they both cheer, “Christmassy has won!” Your eyes go wide and Changmin whips his head back as he looks back at you with a big smile, and you grin at him. You both got what you hoped for! The only thing that could make it better is if you went together this year.

As you all let out cheers, Haknyeon goes, “Alright! Settle down! Settle down! I know you’re all excited, but!” Jacob continues, “We still have regular announcements. Exams will be next Wednesday.” You all groan, but then Haknyeon interjects, full of excitement, “Making that Friday... The day of our dance!” Jacob hums before saying, “Good luck to everyone with their exams and extra luck to those who are going to ask others to the dance!” The announcements continue for another two minutes, both of them going back and forth before the bell rings again.

Your teacher comes around and happily passes out the court committee voting papers right after. “... And when you’re done. Put them into the ballot box, and in two days! We’ll know the lucky winners!” You hide your paper as you write Changmin’s name down, with little hearts over both of the I’s in his full name. You write down three more names before turning yours in like everyone else. When the bell rings for the class to end, you rush over to Changmin’s side, excitedly talking about the Christmas decorations that will soon fill the halls. You two continue talking until you arrive at your class, which is right across from his. You both wave goodbye to each other and head into your classrooms.

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Two days later, the bell’s already rung. And you’ve already had your daily quick conversation with Changmin. When the announcement is about to begin and reveal the Christmassy Court, Haknyeon drums his fingers against the desk as Jacob announces, “And the votes for Christmassy Court are as follows! Lee Sangyeon, Bae Jacob, oh, that’s me! Kim Younghoon, Lee Hyunjae, Lee Juyeon, Kevin Moon, Choi Chanhee, Ji Changmin, (L/n) (Y/n)-” When he calls your name, static fills your ears, no longer hearing the other names being announced as you gasp. You look over at Changmin who’s already looking back at you. And you mouth to him, “We did it!?” He grins and nods, and you both do a little happy dance in your seats.

When you’re about to head into your next class, Changmin asks, “Hey, what do you say to studying out on the soccer field with me after class?” You grin as you agree. You have a week until the exams. And who better to study with than Changmin? There weren't any games today, so you were likely to be by yourselves in the field unless the track team was going to use it. Plus, the two of you could talk about the upcoming dance, and maybe, if your friends pushed you just right at lunch. You’d ask him to go to the dance with you. But that was highly unlikely because you wouldn’t want to ruin your friendship over this. So when the day ends, even though your friends kept telling you at lunch that there was no doubt in their mind that he liked you. You weren’t sold on it. Pushing those thoughts aside, you happily move around your notebooks, putting them from ones you needed to study most to least before heading out the doors and to the entrance gate.

You gasp as you enter the soccer field and see some of your fellow Christmassy court members standing there, all in line. You get halfway to them, wondering what they were all doing here and where Changmin was since you couldn’t see him. They grin at you, and Chanhee, who is standing on the left end, pulls out two signs from behind his back, one with the letter ‘C’ and the other with a ‘H,’ both written in pink. You tilt your head, and he gestures for you to read them by shaking the two letters at you as the rest of them flip the letters out. You gasp and take a big step back when Sunwoo reveals an ‘S,’ as you realize that someone is giving you a Christmassy confession, but from who? Who would ask you to the dance? Just because you were voted for Christmassy Court didn’t mean someone wanted to dance with you. You were just well-liked by your peers, so who could it be? You look between the ten of them. When you realize Jacob is pointing an arrow with all his might at someone in a white cable-knit sweater. Is the one you meant to study for your finals with and the one person you hoped would ask you.

You burst into a smile as he spins around with a wide grin and a bouquet of pink tulips and mini red carnations. He comes over to you as all his friends run up behind him. He gets down on his knees in front of you, hiding his face behind the shaking bouquet as he holds the flowers out to you. His voice is shy when he asks, “Would you want to go to the Christmassy dance with me?” You grin as you agree, “Yeah, I’d love to!” He looks at you in shock before looking at everyone else as if asking if he heard you correctly, as they all cheer for him and nod their heads. You giggle and clear your throat, “Changmin?” He whips his head back at you, and you go, “I mean it, I’d love to go with you. I was hoping you’d ask me.” His ears are red as he grins and shakes the flowers towards you, offering them up to you again, and you happily take them out of his hands. You take a sniff of the flowers and smile at the sweet smell. He gets up from his knees as everyone cheers for you two. You drop your bag onto the grass as they yell for you both to hug. You laugh as Changmin’s arms wrap around you, carefully avoiding the bouquet. You close your eyes as you hug him back. And it’s as if it’s just you two, alone in your own bubble, everything and everyone else has melted away. And when you look over your shoulder, you see them all squeezing out the front gate, shushing each other. You shake your head at them and feel Changmin’s head snuggle into your shoulder. You pet his hair as you rest your head on his shoulder again. You stand together like that for a couple of minutes, just taking it all in. Your crush asked you to go to the Christmassy dance just as you had hoped. And you couldn’t be happier.

After another moment of silence, you ask, “Still wanna study?” He hums, “Yeah, we probably should.” You hum in agreement, but don’t make a move to move away from him. And you stay like that for a couple more minutes, just holding each other close. When you pull away, you see his glittering eyes staring at you, and he smiles, “I can’t believe you said yes.” You laugh, “Me? I can’t believe you asked.” Making him laugh. You grin as you tell him, “I’ve had a crush on you since the beginning of the year.” His eyes widen at you, “Really?” You nod, taking another sniff of your flowers, and he says, “I’ve liked you since we were assigned to work together.” Your jaw drops a little before you grin, “Well, I’m glad you asked me now… Now, we no longer have to hide our feelings.” He rubs the back of his neck, “I don’t think I was exactly hiding them…”

You gasp, “Omg, wait?! You asked to team up with me all the time and always walked me to class and home because you liked me?” He nods, his ears turning redder. “Yeah. But I also enjoyed just being your friend.” You look up at the sky, “I really should have listened to my friends when they said without a doubt you liked me back.” He laughs and stops mid-chuckle when he gasps, “You weren’t bringing me coffee because ‘you got an extra one’ from the coffee shop, were you?” You shake your head ‘no’. And he looks at the grass with a sigh, “I could have just asked you out, huh?” You hum, “You still can…” He looks at you and grabs your free hand in his, “Would you be mine?” You shrug and jokingly say, “I don’t know… Maybe.” His grip on your hand flatters, and you instantly hold his tight in yours, “Of course, if you’d be mine in return.” He grins, “Of course.” You both laugh before finding a nice patch of grass to lay down and study together on.

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You both lived fairly close to the venue where they were holding the dance at. So, you both walked together, arm in arm, in your formal wear with your matching poinsettia corsages. When you both arrive, they ask all of the Christmas court members to take individual photos in front of the blue-gray backdrop covered in peppermint candy and red balloons before asking you to take a group shot together. When they finish, you both wait back as the others take photos with their dates. Changmin asks, “How do you wanna pose?” You ask, “How cheesy do you wanna go?” He hums, “In the middle?” You smile, “Okay.” You lean into each other’s sides, fixing each other’s poinsettia pins to make sure they’re shown off before holding onto each other’s forearms. You look at each other with a smile as they take them before he leads you both away from the photoshoot and to the ballroom.

The music isn’t unbearably loud, just loud enough to hear everyone's talking and movements. And Changmin instantly sweeps you onto the dance floor. You both laugh as you spin around each other. He was already beautiful when talking, walking, and studying with you, but seeing him fully in his element? It makes your heart spin out of control. His grin never fades as you two make up your own dances to the Christmas songs. When almost everyone in attendance is on the dance floor. The first slow song of the night plays. And unlike prior years, where you’d leave the floor to the lovestruck couples and get refreshments. Changmin holds you close, one hand on your waist and his other hand moving your hand out. You realize, as you look into his eyes, that you’re finally one of those couples, just as you always hoped to be. You follow his lead, letting him guide you through the moves as he sways and dances a box step with you. As the song comes to the climax, his hand moves from yours to your cheek, and your hand moves to rest on his shoulder. His eyes search yours as he asks, “Can I kiss you?” You nod, and he tilts his head and captures your lips in a kiss as he continues to lead you through the dance. When he pulls away, you let out a soft sigh as if that’s all you ever wanted. He smiles at you as he asks, “Was that good?” You grin, “It was everything.” He chuckles as he dips you, coming close to your lips, “Wanna try again?”

You dance the night away together, only pausing to enjoy the refreshments, just for him to spin you back onto the dancefloor.

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staybabblingbaby · 8 months ago

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SKZ x Coordi (Lee Know Part) a1 d4

[Caution: These are not full fics, or even full parts of fics for some, these are part of my writing progress archive!]

Concept: Reader is a successful makeup artist with a notorious and prolific career and no self awareness. Reader joins JYP as a part of Stray Kids' team and encounters their hazing ritual for new coordis: flirting.

Word Count: 639

Notes: I don't really like this one. It doesn't really feel Lee Know enough, yknow? I'll probably revise this entirely at some point. Upon review I also think the flirt is too subtle for the reaction Reader has. I mean, I would fold, but Reader is stronger than me lol. I am not our strongest soldier. Also needs editing for clarity + detail.

Warnings: None that I know of? Reader has weird self esteem but it's not bad? Reader referred to with She/Her pronouns

Masterlist link :D | Prev Part Link <3 | Next Part Link ;3

You’re not sure if it’s Han or Bangchan who informs the rest that you’re game to play along, but they must have. There's no other reason for the next attempt to be so much bolder. It’s about three days after Chan’s cheesy pickup line and you’re shadowing Lee Know’s usual makeup artist today. The two of you had decided (with Lee Know’s consent, of course) to do an even split down his face, and you’d copy what she was doing as she was doing it. It was working wonderfully, in your humble opinion, and as long as Ji-Won doesn’t look too long at your station, you’re certain you’ll get away with it.

You’re chatting idly with the idol as the other artist does one of his eyes. You’d kept bumping elbows at that point and you’d decided to back off for a bit in favor of preserving the look. Once you’d made some friends outside of work, maybe you’d be able to convince them to do something similar. Then you jostle each other all you wanted. Somehow, the topic of age comes up.

“I’m a 2000’s baby,” you inform him cheerfully, “I’m between Hyunjin and Han, age-wise.” He narrows his one open eye at you, and you can swear you see the moment a devious thought crosses his mind.

“Ah,” he muses, “You’re younger than me? Should I call you informally then?” You narrow your eyes at him then. You’re aware there’s a trap in there somewhere. The entire team was well aware of your overly polite manner of speech at this point. Even the girls you’d tentatively consider friends at this point were not granted permission to speak informally with you. Ji-Won was the only one who dared, as your head stylist. Still, you yourself spoke very politely to her in turn.

You know Lee Know is well aware of this. Lee Know is aware that you’re aware. You walk into the trap with a reluctant smile pulling at your lips anyways.

“Not at work, no.” You deny him. Your professionalism was your value, and you were someone who stuck by their principals. A smirk crawls over his face and you know you’ve been had.

“So home would be fine then?” He questions innocently, like butter wouldn’t melt in his mouth. The implication is not lost on you nor on the stylist currently painting his face. You choke on a surprised laugh and her face contorts in amusement and embarrassment.

Quick as a whip, you shoot back, “In your dreams, maybe.” your sunbae finally cracks at this, setting the brush she was using down to sink to the floor and giggle helplessly into her knees. Lee Know, on the other hand, is looking at you with smug approval. And you simply cannot let that stand.

You lean forward with devious intent written all across your face. You lean in until your mouth is level with his ear, taking advantage of the other coordi’s distraction.

“And oh, what sweet dreams they’d be,” You whisper seductively, pausing just to emphasize, “Oppa.” before you lean back and smile, pleased as punch, at his flabbergasted expression.

You turn to your sunbae, still giggling on the floor, and offer to finish your side of Lee Know’s face while she pulled herself together. She flaps a hand at you uselessly, and you take that as permission. If you’re using the distraction to keep yourself from blushing, that’s for you and your elevated heart rate to know. After all, it’s not often you’re propositioned with such a sweet voice.

You can’t totally count this as a win, in all fairness. But you gave as good as you got, you think, and so you’ll count this one as a tie. Congratulations, Lee Minho, the first SKZ point on the board.

Coordis - 3, SKZ - 1.

#Baby Writes #Coordi AU #skz fanfic #skz fic #Stray kids fanfic #skz x reader #stray kids x reader #w.i.p fic #w.i.p

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olympianrol · 5 months ago

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👻 Song Menor: Choi Beom Gyu (TXT), Song Eun Seok (Riize), Yoon Jae Hyuk (Treasure), Joo Chang Uk (Drippin), Sim Jae Yun (Enhypen).

👻 Kang Primogénita: Kim Ye Rim (Red Velvet), Choi Ye Won (Oh my girl), Kim Jung Eun (ARTMS), Son Chae Young (Twice), Moon Su A (Billie).

👻 Kang Mediana: Oh Hae Won (Nmixx), Yoon Se Eun (Stay C), Shin Ryu Jin (Itzy), Huh Yun Jin (Le Sserafim), Nakamura Kazuha (Le Sserafim).

👻 Choi Primogénito: Han Seung Won (Victon), Moon Tae Il (NCT), Chae Hyung Won (Monsta X), Nam Joo Hyuk, Kang Tae Oh.

👻 Choi Mayor: Choi Mi Yeon ((G)idle), Park Ji Hyo (Twice), Roseanne Park (Blackpink), Jung Eun Bi (Viviz), Kim Se Jeong.

👻 Choi Menor: Hong Eun Chae (Le Sserafim), Lee Won Hee (Illit), Choi Jung Eun (Izna), Lee Hyun Seo (IVE), Kim Chae Won (TripleS).

👻 Wáng mediana: Ning Yi Zhuo (Aespa)

Todos los físicos son sugerecias, excepto el la hija de los Wáng.

Fundadores - Petición

#búsqueda #submission

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dangerousstrawberryshark · 2 years ago

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K-pop Boy Bands Stations

Seventeen

Choi Seung-Cheol (S. Coups)

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Yoon Jeong- Han (Jeonghan)

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Joshua Hong (Joshua)

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Wen Jun-Hui (Jun)

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Kwon Soon-Yeung (Hoshi)

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Jeon Won-Woo (Wonwoo)

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Lee Ji-Hoon (Woozi)

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Lee Seok-Min (DK)

...

Kim Ming-Gyu (Mingyu)

...

Xu Ming Hao (The8)

...

Boo Seung-Kwan (Seungkwan)

...

Hansol Vernon Chwe (Vernon)

...

Lee Chan (Dino)

...

TXT

Choi Soo-Bin (Soobin)

Choi Yeon-Jun (Yeonjun)

Choi Beom-Gyu (Beomgyu)

Kang Tae-Hyun (Taehyun)

Kai Kamal Huenging (Huening Kai)

Monsta X

Sohn Hyun-Woo (Shownu)

Lee Min-Hyuk (Minhyuk)

Yoo Ki-Hyun (Kihyun)

Chae Hyung-Won (Hyung-won)

Lee Joo-Heon (Jooheon)

Im Chang-Kyun (I.M)

EXO

Kim Jun-Myeon (Suho)

Kim Min Seok (Xiumin)

Byun Baek-Hyun (Baekhyun)

Kim Jong-Dae (Chen)

Park Chan-Yeol (Chanyeol)

Do Kyung-Soo (D.O)

Kim Jong-In (Kai)

Oh Se-Hun (Sehun)

Zhang Jiashuni (Lay)

Li Jiasheng (Kris)

Lu Han (Luhan)

Huang Zitao (Tao)

Stray Kids

Christopher Chan (Bang Chan)

Lee Min-Ho (Lee Know)

Seo Chang-Bin (Changbin)

Hwang Hyun-Jin (HyunJin)

Han Ji-Sang (Han)

Felix Lee (Felix)

Kim Seung-Min (Seungmin)

Yang Jeong-In (I.N)

Kim Woo-Jin (Woojin)

NCT

Lee Tae-Yong (Taeyong)

Moon Tae-Il (Taeil)

Seo Young-Ho (Johnny)

Nakamoto Yuta (Yuta)

Qian Kun (Kun)

Kim Dong-Young (Doyoung)

(Korean Name) Lee Young-Heum (Ten)

Jeong Yoon-Oh (Jaehyun)

Dong Si-Cheng (Winwin)

Kim Jung-Woo (Jungwoo)

Huang Xuxi (Lucas)

Mark Lee (Mark)

Xiao Dejun (Xiaojun)

Wong Kunhang (Hendery)

Huang Ren Jun (Renjun)

Lee Je-No (Jeno)

Lee Dong-Hyuck (Haechan)

Na Jae-Min (Jaemin)

Liu YangYang (Yangyang)

Osaki Shotaro (Shotaro)

Jung Sung-Chan (Sungchan)

Zhong Chen-Le (Chenie)

Park Ji-Sung (Jisung)

ENHYPEN

Yang Jung-Won (Jungwon)

Lee Hee-Seung (Heeseung)

Jay Park (Jay)

Jake Sim (Jake)

Park Sung-Hoon (Sunghoon)

Kim Seon-Woo (Sunoo)

BTS

Kim Nam-Joon

Kim Seok-Jin

Min Yoongi

Jung Ho-Seok

Park Ji-Min

Kim Tae-Hyung

Jeon Jung-kook

Solo Artists

Lee Ho-Seok (Wonho)

Kang Dong-Ho (Baekho.)

Cho Seung-Youn (Woodz.)

#x male reader #male reader #male reader insert #male reader imagine #kpop x reader #kpop x male reader #kpop boys x male reader #seventeen x male reader #enhypen x male reader #bts x male reader #nct x male reader #stray kids x male reader #exo x male reader #monsta x x male reader #txt x male reader

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tiffanylamps · 2 years ago

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I had a dream that Juwon was partnered up with Jihwa (who was in Manyang somehow) instead of Dongsik and uhhh this absolutely breaks the plot. But also. It's interesting to think about how Juwon would have approached his Dongsik investigation if Nam Sangbae didn't make them partners. (And also fun to think about how he and Jihwa would work together as police partners lol, especially since she's Dongsik's friend so maybe Juwon would try to take advantage of that somehow.) Anyway. I had to tell someone because once I woke up my brain went brrr

Anon, this is actually pretty genius! I ended up getting carried away and writing a load of gibberish lol

I have always felt like ji hwa and joo won reflect one another within the story*, as they often share the same beliefs regarding their role as officers of the law (and the fact they're the two "obvious" love interests for dong sik 😂). ji hwa and joo won believe that they are cops first, whereas dong sik doesn't hold the same attitude (which makes total sense for the narrative/themes of the story + the character's history). I think, if BE were a normal cop comedy/romcom, ji hwa and joo won would make pretty good partners because they're both very intelligent and diligent workers. They also can play to each other's strengths: ji hwa's experience and leadership skills versus joo won's attention to detail and tenacity. Plus, joo won respects ji hwa more so than the rest of his superiors, so, I think (once he gets passed his jealousy and mistrust) he would listen to her (and learn a lot from her). But... BE takes place during an unusual time period due to the cold cases/serial killings. So, the plot needed joo won to become dong sik's partner because I don't think the story would have progressed as quickly as it did, otherwise. Plus, ji hwa would have reported joo won for his involvement with lee geum hwa and would have never gone along with his brilliantly batshit crazy plans. jwds work perfectly with one another because they're on the same level of E x t r a- anyone else would get extremely tired of joo won during this era of his life (he needed dong sik's patience/different perspective on life). Having said that, let's indulge in the possibility for a sec... I don't know if Joo Won would have been able to play it cool if he were ji hwa's partner, instead of dong sik's. He's obsessed with the guy, so you know he would be constantly asking questions (which he thinks are super sly but are actually SO obvious). ji hwa would totally be like "do you like him or?????" 😂 We would have had more scenes of joo won in the butcher shop, as it would be the more reasonable way for him to interact with dong sik... but... he still would have found a way to get into that basement. The guy was so desperate for an excuse to engage with his new favourite person suspect. Oh my god, imagine ji hwa, joo won, dong sik, and ji hoon meeting up on their lunch breaks and joo won is just staring at dong sik the entire time 😂 ("Yah, Ji Hwa, tell your partner-" "-tell him yourself, Dong Sik. he's right here-" "-to stop staring at me. Otherwise, I might get the wrong impression 😏" "That's unprofessional, Assistant Inspector Lee 😑" "So is staring at a colleague." "I was not-" "He does have a point, Han Joo Won-ssi..." "See? Ji Hoon-ah thinks so." "Yah, Dong Sik-" "Assistant Inspector Lee, I don't know what you're implying-" "Do you need me to spell it out for you?" "Aigoo, stop it. Both of you. I'm trying to eat my lunch without vomiting.") There are so many fun possibilities! I love this option if BE were an (obvious) romcom! Anyway, yeah. I got carried away there. Sorry for the rambling and corny dialogue. This is a super fun ask, thanks for sharing it with me 😊

*and dong sik and jae yi reflect one another: victims of corruption. super clever, cunning, and able to see past people's bullshit.

#beyond evil #jtbc beyond evil #anon ask #ask answered #thank you <3

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heretherebedork · 1 year ago

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I simply cannot cope with Ji Oh. He's so dumb. How does someone like this even manage to exist. How? He's so obsessed but unable to even pretend to be kind most of the time and just so locked in with this idea of teasing Lee Won and it's absurd.

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respectthepetty · 10 months ago

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Hi RTP! What are the BLs you would recommend solely for the colors? 🌈

Anon, before I answer this great ask, I want to highlight other posts I've written that are slightly similar:

Reading the (Visual) Rainbow Awards 2023

Overall Winner - Kiseki: Dear to Me

Top Five - Color-Coded Storytelling in BLs

Honorable Mention: Oh No! Here Comes Trouble

5) Moonlight Chicken

4) My Beautiful Man

3) My Love Mix Up

2) Semantic Error

1) Big Dragon

Top Five Color Moments of 2023

Honorable Mention: 7 Days Before Valentine

5) GAP

4) Bed Friend

3) Last Twilight

2) Moonlight Chicken

1) The Eighth Sense

Bonus: Jeff Satur x SHAUN's "Steal the Show"

I don't want to repeat any of the shows I picked, and I'm trying to pick more recent ones so people can find them if they want to watch them, but per your ask, I'm recommending them based solely on colors regardless of how much I liked them.

Recommended Colorful BLs

Honorable Mention: Intern in My Heart

The show is not finished, and it's not a BL, yet it is doing everything right, which is why it gets the honorable mention. Great (Grey) is coded black/dark in the show, and Top is coded pink/light. They are supporting characters who are best friends, and they have stuck to their colors throughout, but in the last episode, they *almost* exchanged colors after Top revealed that he liked Great. Now I'm praying to all the saints for a full color exchange in the finale like I have a personal stake in this because I do! I'm invested, and it better not disappoint me.

#5 - One Room Angel

When I write "Heavenly Human" for a character who wears white, and "Black Brooder" for a character who wears black, THIS is what I mean. A story about an actual angel and a guy who wanted to die was the perfect place to use the light x dark dynamic. However, calling this show a BL is troublesome, which is why it's number five. It still is a great example of what the light x dark color scheme should be used for, and in the end, the guy who wanted to die is much lighter in mood and color, which is what the colors are all about.

#4 - Why R U? (Korea)

First and foremost, that kiss was LIT! The Thai version had Tutor and Fighter's high heat, which could never be matched, but Korea had that kiss, and it ate! But on top of that, it had colors! Ji Oh was a Black Brooder while Lee Won was a Multicolored Menace, and right after this kiss, they flipped colors. That's right! After five episodes of being enemies, they made out for acting "reasons," and then exchanged colors. Normally, Korea is all about the feelings, so the color exchanges in Korean BLs align with a character's feelings changing, but this one directly correlated with a kiss. And for emphasis - That kiss was fire!

#3 - Secret Crush on You

Destiny Seeker might have won the 2023 award for best group effort in color coding, but Secret Crush on You set the bar for that award the year before. This show is Color-Coding 101. Each character has a color, and by each, I mean each and every single damn character in a cast of eleven (plus three fairy godmothers) has their own color. That is a ridiculous feat! Wardrobe, props, and lighting deserved a raise for this show. Some shows can't even get consistent color coding when it only has two characters, but this show understood the color-coding group assignment for the entire series! I'm still applauding two years later.

#2 - Stay by My Side

Taiwanese BLs are my vice. Even the worst Taiwanese BL will still be better than the rest of these BLs. I WROTE WHAT I WROTE. So, of course, I liked this show beyond color reasons, but the colors greatly helped me enjoy the show even more. We had a guy who was haunted by ghosts. He was colorful and light coded. Then we had his roommate who could magically keep the ghosts away. He was dark coded. Read it again. The guy being haunted was bright, light, and colorful, while the guy with the power to help was dark. GENIUS! It was Mr. Unlucky Has No Choice but to Kiss with a supernatural twist. The dark coded guy is sad and isolated but the one who is being HAUNTED BY GHOSTS brings life to his world! Give me a minute. I'm still not over it.

#1 - Pit Babe

I watched this show muted and without subtitles, yet the colors guided me through all thirteen episodes. I understood the plot perfectly because of the colors, and only became confused when people tried to tell me about the actual plot. Alpha? Omega? Santa Maria? Wasn't important. Didn't matter. I don't know them. Red and Blue were the main characters here, and they did their damn job. Babe, in his black, was his own man. He wasn't trying to fit in, but every time the red light focused on Charlie and Way, I was screaming for Babe to run because the colors told me they were still tied to Tony BECAUSE THEY WERE! That's elite color coding, and it ushered in a whole new way for me to watch a show. I loved it.

Bonus: Old Fashion Cupcake

I love this show which is why it is a bonus. Unlike the other shows where I had issues with some part of the plot, Old Fashion Cupcake is as close to perfect as any show has ever come in my personal rating system. It is an Advanced Color Coding course only offered for graduate students, which, honestly, is very Japanese of it because it was in the ties. The color coding showed up in other ways, but the ties were where the story lived since in the past, Nozue was a bright red, but we saw his red damper in the present, which made his loyal assistant bluer. It was only five episodes, yet it used every second of those five episodes in every single way to propel the story forward, colors included. Actually, let me go rewatch this for the hundredth time instead of just writing about it!

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