#jpop reaction

[loserlvrss]

꒰ 𝐅𝐔𝐌𝐀 𝐀𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐁𝐅 ꒱ 村田風雅

summary : what i believe fuma would be like as your boyfriend

genre : fluff, nsfw, fuma x afab!reader, headcanon, drabble tws : eventual nsfw headcanon in the second half author notes : when i say my man this is who im talking about word count : 0.5k

GREENEST FLAG OF THE GREEN FLAGS.

- physical touch and quality time are his love languages.

- your very own personal puppy boyfriend!!

- when dojaejung sang i wanna kiss your lips he took that personally.

- loves cute little dates; especially cafes, and picnics.

- will send you the boyfriend selfies he takes for luné and expects you to make them your lockscreen.

- is shy, but if you were shyer he’d instantly become the opposite for you. if you were more outgoing/extraverted he’d step down and admire quietly.

- would walk in your shadow to make sure you always got the best light.

— would also make you walk on the inside to the street subconsciously like it’s his second nature to put you first (it is. someone raised this man right).

- would pick you up from work whenever he could.

- would love to cuddle while he plays his stupid little switch games.

— would compare you to his favorite pokémon in a loving way.

- your head on his chest type of guy ngl.

- he’s so in love with you, his eyes light up when he sees you type of guy.

- absolutely adores when you wear his clothes, it doesn’t matter how they look or fit on you he just likes knowing that you’re comfortable enough to do that around him.

- i don’t think he’d have too many nicknames for you; baby, my love or anything with my in front of it tbh.

- is dating to marry you.

— would peel an orange for you. end of discussion.

nsfw 18+ minors do not engage !!

SO SO SAUR INTO THE INTIMACY ASPECT.

- will ask for your consent. every. single. time.

- not a bad thing but i think this man really likes missionary SOLEY so he can look you in the eyes and watch your expressions.

- takes skin of skin very literally.

- he’s all about making sure you’re enjoying it as much as he is.

- I DO BELIEVE THIS MAN NOT A HEAD PUSHER (i cheered), but he does like cumming down your throat if you’ll let him.

- kinda vocal — until you tell him you really like the little sounds he does make.

- would also love any other position where he’s hitting it from the back bc let’s be honest here… sigh ass man.

— honorable mention would be where you’re fully laid down on your stomach bc you can’t hold yourself up anymore.

- is a soft dom, but he does have a strength kink and will manhandle you.

- knows you love his hands. yes, he’ll stick them in your mouth if you want.

— you give him bonus points if he gets you to squirt with them.

- he’s down to try anything you want at least once.

- holds your hand during sex, while eating you out, whenever he has access to it really.

— speaking of eating you out, sit on his face!

- is okay with a little pain, especially if it’s from you pulling his hair or scratching at his back or shoulders.

- will call you a slut if he’s really into it. but would, of course, put my in front of it so you know he still loves you.

- would use words to get you fucked up; ex. talk you through it, bc let’s be honest you have a voice kink.

- not into edging so much, but loves overstimulating you until you’re just a babbling mess.

- and lastly, since his picture comes up when you search the definition of a gentleman, AFTER CARE~~

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[lovelynicho]

The reaction of the team to the fact that the reader gave them something like paired clothes, jewelry, and so on.

&team reaction - to getting matching things from you

Pairing: &team x gn!reader

Genre: fluff

Warnings: none

Note: I'm sorry this is very short, I originally wanted to write something else but I wasn't in the mood for that but I also wanted to post something so I kinda just wrote this in a rush; english is not my first language I apologize for any mistakes

Masterlist

K

You bought the two of you a matching shirt. But not something cute or lovely but one of the silly ones (you know with a meme on it or something). You guys never actually wear it, for a reason, but it just makes you remember the other every time you see it, and it's worth everything for the two of you.

Fuma

It was on your anniversary. He's an amazing person and you always knew how much you love him, so you bought him a promise ring. It's something meaningful and when he saw it he almost cried from happiness. He might or might not be thinking about replacing it with an actual wedding ring.

Nicholas

He's a fashion icon. Therefore he would love to wear matching outfits with you. However, he's not a big fan of actual matching clothes, because they're harder to style (not for him probably). But if you gave him matching jewellery he would try to wear that all. the. time. It's small, easier to style with his fits and makes him remember you. In one word, it's perfect.

EJ

He's a very private person. Not big on skinship. So when you bought a matching hoodie he became so happy because with that everyone will know that you're his, even if he doesn't show it by skinship. After that he starts buying matching stuff too.

Yuma

You gave him a matching bracelet before he left for tour. You missed him every single minute, both of you counting days until the day he came back arrived. But whe you look at your bracelet, you always remember how much you love each other, and that makes waiting a little easier.

Jo

When you surprised him with matching shirts he blushed soooo hard, he almost turned into an actual tomato. He loves wearing it with you, at your place, private. But when the members see it and start teasing him for being whipped, even though you were the one to give him the present, he becomes a tomato again.

Harua

He lovessss wearing matching clothes. He already gave you a few but was worried you don't like them or think they're too much. So when you surprised him with a pair of matching shirt he got so happy you though he's going to jump out of his skin. Now he know he doesn't have to worry about this.

Taki

I can picture him with literally any matching stuff. He would just be so happy to have something that matches with you. But I think his favourite would be matching pajamas. You got it for him for your first sleepover. Since then he's wearing it every time you guys sleep at the same place and he gets grumpy if you don't.

Maki

Long distance relationships never easy. You can see each other like once or twice maybe three times of your lucky per year. After you first met since you were in a relationship you gave him matching t-shirts. Something that will ease the pain when you can't see each other for long. Something that will make sure, even from such a long distance, that you have someone who loves you like no one else does.

[kimakento]

from me to you

synopsis: having a seemingly one-sided crush on one of your friends wasn’t really an ideal situation to be in. but when you decide not to confess during your graduation and last time seeing the boy, what will become of your relationship with maki? ⌙ 2.7k

pairing: hiroto/maus riki x fem!reader

genre: fluff

warnings: language

tags: kinda angsty at the start, both parties are oblivious, slight makeout scene.., friends to lovers, mutual pining!!!, (if yk who suzu/rinon are, ily), hs graduation confession, very cute T^T

author’s note: that should be me holding your hand..

there was a palpable yet buzzing rush that radiated from everybody around you — from fellow students to teachers — and it hung heavily in the air as you observed the chaos that was your school’s preparation for graduation. despite that, you definitely agreed; graduations really were an important event.

a fraction of sorrow did fill you, but it meant for new beginnings, right? you’d start a new life—a fresh page—with others, to learn new things, and become adjusted to life more. there would be things that you’d miss, however you believed you were able live with that.

not maki though.

despite three whole years of having a massive crush on him, you had bitterly decided you were going to move on without so much as a confession.

‘that’s what a coward would do’, you told yourself.

still, you couldn’t muster up enough courage to act on your thoughts. what if maki didn’t feel the same? what if he rejected you without so much of a thought? what if he felt disgusted by you?

the negative thoughts began to weigh heavy on your conscience; you definitely weren’t going to be able to confess at this rate.

you repeated the same sentences in your head; it was going to be fine. you wouldn’t regret anything, and your feelings would dissipate shortly.

classmates were carrying props towards the auditorium, teachers were calling out helpers for last minute errands and others were commemorating their last day; taking photos and just chatting animatedly. walking mindlessly along the busy corridor, you felt a shoulder bump yours. looking up from the floor, you noticed your friend, suzu.

“finally, i found you! we need your help on the stage,” linking her arm with yours, she spoke cheerily. “the lights aren’t working as planned and we need all the brains we can get.”

parting your lips to speak, you let out a tiny yelp when suzu propelled you along hastily, her grip tightly wrapped around you.

a giggle slipped out your mouth as you remarked. “have you been going to the gym or something recently? you’ve got a death grip, i swear!” said girl glared at you before clicking her tongue in faux annoyance. ‘at the very least, this would help take your mind off the boy you’ve crushed on for so long’ you told yourself.

leading you to the school auditorium, suzu threw open the doors causing the crowd of eight — yes, you counted — students that were huddled around the stage to snap their heads towards the source of the booming noise. your eyes darted around the room, attempting to attach names to faces; you recognised a few of your friends: harua, taki and rinon.

but before being able to identify any others, a familiar voice cut the silence. “could someone help me hold the stand so i can screw on the bulb?”

“maki..?” you muttered in confusion before turning around to clutch your friend’s arm tightly. “suzu, why the hell would you bring me here?” at the sound of you whispering frantically, she shook her head in disbelief before plucking your fingers off of her arm one by one.

“hey maki, i have a little helper for you!” cupping her mouth with her hands, the girl called out to the boy before shoving you forwards to meet him while giggling to herself.

you took shy steps towards him before plopping down next to him on the stairs of the stage. he paid no mind to you whilst digging through the toolbox at his side, tight concentration apparent on his features.

“so… what did you need help with?” fiddling with the hem of your skirt, your voice was small as you asked the question. maki was the last person you wanted to see. and you didn’t think you could be next to him any longer. not in a bad way of course, but you would rather do anything else than be here.

turning to meet your gaze, the boy cleared his throat before handing you the lamp’s stand. “hold this.”

you nodded, and complied. but a heat crept up your face when you felt maki scoot closer towards your body. and when you turned your head, his face was inches away from your. you swore you could feel his breath fanning your lips; so you jolted away in shock.

“what are you even doing?” you stared at him.

“uhm.. nothing?”

you swore that you heard him chuckle to himself lightly.

“you know we’re having our graduation in, like, an hour, and you’re busy playing around?” the question came out frantic; well you were. what else would you be when the boy you’ve liked for so long was so close to kissing you? there was nothing you had liked more than to get it over with, but he wasn’t making it easier for you. in defeat, maki lifted up his arms in the air before nodding his head along with you.

for the next thirty minutes, you both worked on helping to fix the bulb.

“on the count of three.” you nodded at his words. “one. two. three!”

flipping the switch, the bulb flickered repeatedly before holding out and turning on properly. in joy, you both cheered before exchanging hi-fives. as you gazed up at the boy, the thought that you should confess did dawn your mind, but you dismissed it quickly. it was better this way. this was a friendship that you couldn’t bear to lose.

caught up in your thoughts, maki snapped his fingers in your face to regain your attention.

“hmm? what’s that?”

“i said i have something to tell you.”

there was a serious rift to his tone, what did he want to speak about?

with your eyebrows furrowed, you questioned him. “why? what happened?”

“it’s just that i—“ but before maki could begin his sentence, a chirpy voice had interrupted swiftly.

“hey guys!” suzu remarked cheerfully before nudging your shoulder then turning towards the boy. “you mind if i stole her for a little while?” receiving a nod from said boy, your friend locked her arms with yours before dragging you towards the stage swiftly. she began excitedly showing you the progress on the auditorium’s lights and set. you had to admit, it looked stunning; the bright vibrance complemented the occasion so well. besides, your graduation had to be the best.

it also was important that said graduation was creeping closer.

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an hour later, your class had all gathered in the auditorium; it was packed. the head of school began to read out a speech, expressing how she would miss the rowdiness yet bright nature of your year. heartfelt speeches weren’t really your thing, but there was a slight longing that began to fill your heart. your years in high school were some of your best, you had formed amazing friendships and even bloomed love for a certain black-haired boy.

rinon and suzu were at both your sides and as you clung onto them tightly, you whispered to them.

“i love you guys.”

both giggled softly in response before your attention landed on maki. his back was turned to you, but you could notice that he was nodding along with the speech.

“and i’m going to miss you too.” you mumbled, staring at him lovingly.

rinon tilted her head towards you in an interrogative manner. “huh, what was that?“

picking up your hands, you nodded dismissively.

“its just— uhm, nothing.”

around twenty minutes after all the formalities — more so, speeches and awards — had been completed, the students were given the liberty to roam around the school one last time, saying their goodbyes, you even saw some adorable shows of confessions that only fuelled the yearning for maki inside you. no words could express how much you wished just how much you wanted to tell him. show him the amount of love for him that occupied your heart, the lengths that you would go for him.

so badly, you desired maki to know you. all of you.

though, you deemed it better to focus on those you had now. your best friends. tears pricked your eyes as you embraced them both. upon deciding to go to different universities, this was going to be the final time you see them. you had to make it count.

but before you could begin to blubber about how you were going to forever hate them for leaving you and sob all together, you felt a sharp tap on your shoulder.

maki stood tall behind you, a wide grin playing on his pretty face. while wiping your face with your sleeve, he spoke to you hushedly.

“meet me on the roof in five?”

“huh?” but the boy hurried away before you could get another word out. “wait!” you called out to him, though it was too late.

as your expression morphed into confusion, you questioned the nature of his strange actions.

still, five minutes later, you hesitantly followed his request; racing up the school stairs towards the roof, you threw the door open and passed through. immediately, you were met with the biting wind and a cold wisp of air as your gaze searched for any sight of the boy.

the second your eyes landed on his tall figure, you noticed something peculiar. his fist was balled, it was like he held something in it. in uncertainty, you walked towards him with perplexity laced in your features. as you neared him, you observed something else; the second button of his blazer was nowhere to be seen, all that lay in its place was the thin strand of thread that was left when it was plucked.

a small frown pulled on your lips at the realisation. you were so in out of your head. it was crazy to think he was ever going to like you.

the overwhelming reminder that today was your graduation made you force a smile on your face.

you remarked playfully. “did you need my help or some—“

“open your hand.” his tone was serious, prompting you to furrow your brows.

“uh, okay.” doing as you were told, you stuck out your hand.

reaching his hand towards yours, maki dropped an object in your hand. it felt kind of warm? looking at your palm, you discerned it to be a quaint, little button. more specifically, a button from his blazer.

his missing second button.

upon tilting your head up towards him, his smile never wavered. not even the slightest.

“i like you. so much,” he inhaled shakily. “i didn’t know how to tell you. i don’t know if you feel the same,” as you parted your lips to reply, he cut you off. “just, let me speak first before you tell me your answer. please.”

“ever since we’ve started in this school — since you walked through the doors of our classroom, i couldn’t help but be drawn to you. it wasn’t long before i started developing an embarrassingly huge crush. the smile you’ve held through everything, the kind words you tell others to cheer them up. the way you even look my way, and how your eyes glisten whenever you become excited.”

he ran a hand through his hair, visibly nervous, before continuing briskly.

“i know i sound like a crazy person to you, but i really couldn’t help but fall in love with you,” at hearing his words, your eyes widened, and in turn his does too. “uh— no, well! sorry, that just slipped out. fuck.” a hand slapped over his mouth as he quickly quietened down; which in return made you chuckle softly.

as maki rambled on, you watched his face silently. there was no mistaking the slight flush on his cheeks and the awkward smile that played on his lips while speaking on. by then, you had stopped paying attention to his words and focused on his lips. they were just so pretty and pink. and you couldn’t help the urge.

“i’m not sure what you feel about me but i just—“

while he spoke, you leaned up and placed a peck square on his lips. pulling away, his fingers ghosted over his lips as maki looked at you in confusion.

“i like you too,” you began, “it’s surprising how you haven’t noticed.” walking past him, you reached the railing of the school roof. you placed your hands on the cold metal and pondered to yourself. to be honest, you hadn’t really hid your infatuation for the taller boy. but then again, maki’s always been oblivious.

however, you jolted out your skin when a pair of hands placed themselves at your waist. turning around, you were met with a hand caressing your cheek before being pulled in.

he connected your lips in a sweet kiss, slight pushing you against the bar. your brain panicked as you processed what was happening. maki was kissing you. as his free hand held your waist, you wrapped your arms around the base his neck before pressing into him.

maki’s grip on you tightened, his touch indicating the need to hold onto you as the intensity of the moment deepened. your mind grew hazy as the scent of his cologne surrounded you, unable to realise that practically anyone below could see what was happening. the moment felt surreal, nothing else could compare.

moments later, the boy pecked the corner of your mouth before moving away from you. there was only silence from your part, which made him arch a brow perplexedly.

you failed to suppress the urge to smile knowingly. “my lip tint suits you. it looks good. now, we can match.”

his eyes widened as he brought a sleeved arm over his mouth, hurriedly wiping at the area.

“i messed yours up too.” he leans towards you, a thumb rubbing at your chin softly, forcing you to admire his features.

in your pocket, your phone vibrated suddenly. when you reached into your pocket, you saw that suzu sent you a message.

“we gotta go. like, right now,” shifting away from him, you smoothened out your skirt and straightened your blazer before turning to maki. “they’re starting to take the class photos soon.”

in return, he nodded and mirrored your previous actions before deeming it okay to return to your class. on your way, you both descended — you, sort of skipping — down the stairs, fingers intertwined and a dreamy look plastered on your face. but before you passed the main entrance out into the crowd, you squeezed his hand before letting go; to which he pressed a light peck to your cheek, causing you to giggle.

walking out through the doors, all heads turned towards you both before loud cheers and jeers sounded out from your classmates — even low chuckles could be heard from some. you quickly made your way to your friends, questioning them.

“what’s going on?” you frantically whispered.

“you know we all saw you up there on the roof, right?” suzu began.

rinon chimed in. “you guys could’ve been at least somewhat subtle about it.“ the other girl giggled at her words, making kissy faces at you.

however, before you could chide them further, the photographer had called the class to get in position for the graduation photos.

it didn’t take long for the photos to be taken; your classmates had pushed you and maki next to each other. you all had the times of your lives, pulling silly faces and hugging each other. this was definitely best graduation ever.

what was even better was that you went home not with just a signed shirt from your friends, warm embraces and kisses from them, meaningful yet tear-inducing — you were sure your mascara was totally ruined — partings but also a loving boyfriend.

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[run2yujin]

[minimultiestfandoms]

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[restlesswritings]

&TEAM Reactions: You tell him he looks like a dad

A/N: I had to write this, dad Hyung Line does something to me 😩 Pairing: &TEAM Hyung Line x Pregnant Fem Reader Genre: Fluff Warnings: Cursing, Suggestive Masterlists: &TEAM KPOP JPOP

EJ

"Euijoo, can you help me? I can't reach the cups and I'm crav- or little one is craving some hot chocolate.." You say, more whine in your voice than intended, your hand falling to your very large bump as EJ comes into the kitchen, his eyes immediately finding yours as he smiles at you. "Of course baby, the blue one?" He asks before grabbing the hot chocolate. "Actually I'll make it for you." He says, helping you sit in one of the kitchen chairs before reaching up to the top shelf. You feel your chest flutter when you take in his profile as he grabs the cup, his eyebrows furrowing when he turns, seeing your eyes on him. "Everything okay?" EJ asks, letting out a nervous laugh, you smile, shaking your head as you make your way to him. "I don't know.. something about you today, you just look like a dad." You tell him, staring into his eyes. "I'm so lucky to be having your baby." You say, a wave of emotions flashes on his face before he smiles down at you, a tint of blush on his cheeks, causing a giggle to leave you. "Really? Y/N, you're so cute." He says, hands resting on your hips. "Seriously though, thank you for carrying our baby, you've made me so happy, I love you." He says, his hand making its way to your stomach, a gasp leaves him when he feels the baby's movement against his hand, causing you to smile. "I love you too." You say, smiling up at your boyfriend.

FUMA

You run your fingers through the sand, feeling butterflies along with the constant movement in your stomach as your eyes follow your boyfriend, who is currently playing ball with the younger members, a loving smile on your lips. "Maki! Yuma! Come eat!" You turn when you hear K holler for the two younger boys , smiling as you watch them run over to the picnic set up, letting out a small gasp when your eyes are covered. "Guess whooo.." Fuma says, holding back his laughter, earning a loud laugh from you as you lift your hand to his hand that's covering your eyes. "Maybe the most handsome daddy in the world?" You question as you turn around, coming face to face with him as he furrows his eyebrows at you, a nervous laugh leaving him. "Really?" He asks, gently helping you up to your feet, wiping the sand from your shorts. "Yeah, I was watching you with the boys and something about the way you look today just makes you look so much like a dad already and it's kind of driving me crazy!" You say with a laugh as you hold your swollen stomach. "Hm.. I wasn't expecting that but I like it." He says proudly, placing his hand over yours on your bump, looking into your eyes lovingly. "I love you." He says, kissing you gently. "I love you too." You whisper, leaning into him, letting out a happy sigh.

K

"Are you done eating, princess?" K asks in between bites, his eyes shifting from your food to you, eyebrows furrowing when he sees your eyes already on him, one of your hands rubbing your pregnant belly. "What?" He asks, a laugh subconsciously leaving his lips before taking a bite of food. "You just.. look more like a dad.... I don't know what it is.." You say with a laugh, a blush creeping onto your cheeks as you look at him. "Really?" K asks in between chewing. "Hm.." He mumbles, a smirk making its way to his face. "So, do you like that I look more like a dad?" He asks, eyes flickering up to yours, causing you to laugh. "Yes.. I do, I think you're sexier." You tell him, cheeks on fire as he laughs, one of his large hands making its way to rest on your prominent bump. "You do?" He asks, tongue poking out across his bottom lip. "What if I told you... I think you're sexy as hell pregnant with my baby." He says, pulling you onto his lap, causing you to let out a gasp. "Maybe I should show you just how sexy I think you are." He says playfully, kissing your neck earning a scoff from you. "Do you need a reminder of how this happened?" You ask, pointing at your stomach. "Hell yes!" K almost yells, earning a laugh from you, "Oh hush!" You say, playfully pushing his chest causing K to laugh before pulling you into a kiss.

Nicholas

"Nicholas..." You say to your boyfriend, eyes taking in his outfit as he walks over to you, a smile making its way onto his face. "Yes baby?" He asks, taking a seat next to you on the couch, his hand finding your knee, rubbing it gently as he looks over at you. "Everything okay?" He asks, eyes trailing from your face to your pregnant belly before meeting yours again when you nod. "Yes, everything's okay, I just like your outfit today... it has a dad vibe to it, I like it." You say, feeling your cheeks flush, causing Nicholas to smile as his hand that was rubbing your knee, moves to your cheek. "Awh baby, you like that I look like a dad?" He asks, a smirk on the corner of his lips. "Maybe I should dress like this more then." He added, pulling you into his arms, placing a kiss on your head. "I would really like that!" You say too excitedly, Nicholas' laughter fills the air, causing you to smile. "I think bean likes it too." You say, quickly grabbing his hand, placing it on your bump, his large hand almost covering your stomach, his eyebrows shooting up in awe when he feels the movement from your daughter. "Oh yeah, I'm definitely changing my entire wardrobe!" He says, causing you to laugh, a smile on your face as you look at him. "Seriously! Anything for my two favorite girls." Nicholas says, giving you a gentle kiss.

A/N: Thank you for reading! Requests always open!

[mojjisxng]

could you write something about soft mornings after sleepovers with bf maki? something domestic n cute if you can :D

heyyy of course i can!!

this is short asf though, i’m sorry lol. i hope you like it anyways <33

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you were unpleasantly awakened by your boyfriend jumping on your bed as hard as he could and proceeding to whack you square in the face with a pillow. to be honest, this was a usual occurrence during sleepovers with maki.

the glare you gave the boy as your eyes shot open in annoyance, made maki immediately stop his torment on you and flop down on the bed.

“ok before you shout at me y/n, i’m sorry. you’re just such a heavy sleeper so that’s my last resort because you actually wake up to it,” maki rambled, with his hands up in surrender.

‘yeah that’s true,’ you thought, yet still decided to roll your eyes, scoff and roll away from him, pulling the duvet with you. this only spurred on maki’s puppy-like behaviour. he leaned over you trying to get a peek of your face, meaning that he was almost on top of you.

“you know you love me,” maki said in a cute tone while making silly kissy faces.

“xoxo gossip girl,” you replied while giggling, as impulsive thoughts of the reference popped into your head.

“wait…we actually need to start watching season 2 because i’ve gotten super invested now, which is totally YOUR fault dude.” at that, you both burst out laughing, yet agreeing at the same time. you turned around after the pair of you stopped gasping for air from laughing too much, and wrapped your arms around maki. the both of you stayed there for a while, just being comfortable, taking in each other’s presence.

“i love you maki,” you whispered timidly.

“i love you too, more than anything, even gossip girl,” maki replied, chuckling and placing a kiss on your forehead.

maki then decided he was going to make you both pancakes for breakfast. however, when you went to the kitchen to check on him because he was taking a suspiciously long time, you found him covered almost head to toe with flour, and charred pancakes (they were basically ash) on the counter and hob for some reason.

you tried to hold the fit of laughs that was building up but you couldn’t. the pair of you were spluttering at the bomb site of a kitchen. it’s never a dull moment with maki around.

“bakery for breakfast?”

“bakery it is,” answered maki, with a salute.

[knetztranslations]

Title: 팬들한테 헤메코 반응 좋은 NCT위시 활동 첫주 단체사진

(Eng. Trans.: "Group photo from the first week of NCT Wish's promotions, with a good response from their fans on their hair, makeup, and styling")

I do not own the photos below nor did I write the comments, they are reposted from a korean site.

Original Post

"Debut showcase"

"MCountdown ([where they performed their] title, b-side"

"Music Bank ([where they performed their] title, b-side"

"Music Core ([where they performed their] title, b-side"

"Inkigayo ([where they performed their] title, b-side"

"The back of their hair is also voluminous. The hair, makeup, and styling is all pretty"

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Misako Uno❤37th Birthday Countdown~!(ﾉ´ з `)ノ〜♡॰ॱ(06/16)

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꒰ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒 ꒱ 朝倉穣

summary : jo takes you out to stargaze, but little did you know it's because he was awaiting the perfect opportunity to confess his feelings for you

genre : fluff, asakura jo x gn!reader tws : kiss author notes : for my requestor ^..^ i hope you like it ♡ word count : 0.7k

you felt the plush of the blanket under you, cushioning the ground slightly. the sky was clear, creating room for the hundreds, on thousands of stars to litter the sky. you didn't know many constellations, but just connecting the shiny dots yourself was relaxing. 

the air wasn't chilly, especially under the light sweatshirt you had on, because it was late spring. you didn't really know what time it was, or how long you'd been stargazing, but it didn't matter because you'd cancel every plan you had to stay out here. 

mostly because you were spending quality time with a good friend of yours, jo, who had invited you to this occasion earlier in the day. 

the man was lying by your side, not close enough to touch, but enough to feel the warmth radiating off him. he laid with his arms under his head for better support, staring up at the sky wordlessly. and even though it was silent, you didn't feel uncomfortable—not even with the thought that passing strangers would think you two were on a date, or the thumping in your chest every time he'd re-adjust ever so slightly, which made him ultimately approach you. you could tell that, even through the darkness, your cheeks had a light pink to them. 

truthfully, you were so keen to accept the offer jo extended to you, simply because it was him. you've always felt blissful with him by your side, and he's been by it through thick and thin. if you didn't know any better, the little things he always did for you must have been hints—but that was just you lifelessly wishing upon a shooting star.

shifting caught your attention, and you tried desperately to not make it seem like you had noticed. you didn't want him to catch onto the fact that he kept getting closer to your side, only centimeters apart now. even if it was only subconsciously, he would eventually inch until he couldn't anymore, and then you'd have every excuse in the book.

however, you couldn't help thinking that maybe he wouldn't feel the same. maybe, just maybe, he was contempt just being friends with you. and that thought alone is what always held you back.

it's the little things that kept you grasping at straws, and it was the even smaller thoughts that would totally blow them away.

were friends truly better off staying friends?

your thoughts were speeding miles an hour, even when you fronted admiring the glistening night sky, you couldn't help think of jo. the peacefulness he brought to you. the gentle caress to the heart. his soft voice that kept saying your name until you finally realized that it wasn't in your head.

"y/n?"

he had turned to you, head resting against a folded arm. your face flushed under his gaze, and you couldn't physically get yourself to turn to him—afraid you'd be too close that he could see right through your facade. so, you opted to stay looking at the sky instead.

it didn’t seem to bother him, and you let him notice the imperfections on your skin that made him shy away from you momentarily—or maybe it was because of something else, you had no idea. you found his stare too intoxicating to ignore, to not feel physically burning you, blooming butterflies, shooting stars…

"jo," you whispered against the air. "can you stop staring at me, it's —"

"making you uncomfortable?"

you gulped, a slight fear casting down on you. "no, not ex-exactly. it's, i don't know, intimidating." you could partially see the eyebrow raise from your peripherals, and you don't know what took over you. "do you like me or something?"

"yeah," your head turned at neck-breaking speed, and just as you had calculated earlier your faces are centimeters apart. you desperately tried to avoid eye-contact, but it didn't really matter with him glancing down at your lips. your nerves were doing leaps along with your stomach, awaiting anything. "i do like you."

you couldn't help leaning in slightly, brushing featherlight lips. your eyes closed, and you heard a small chuckle before finally feeling jo close the distance completely.

it could've been a dream. but if it was, consider yourself never waking up ever again.

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&team reaction to - making out

pairing: &team x gn!reader

Genre: suggestive

Warnings: making out (obvi), includes Maki

Masterlist

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He likes to make out in bed. Lying on top of you, kissing you like a hungry animal. His hands touch every part of you he can reach and he likes it if you do the same. But after you take off his shirt and sees the spark in your eyes when you see his toned upper body, he holds both of your hands above your head so he can torture you. Then he kisses you again with the same intensity as before. Later he would travel down your neck with kisses. He likes to listen to you begging for him to finally let your hands go so you can touch him. I guess it is needless to say that he's definitely going to take things further.

Fuma

Fuma is a strong guy and he likes to use his strength. He likes to pick you up and put you on the nearest surface (maybe on the kitchen counter or a table) while kissing you. His hand travels up and down your body but he always ends up grabbing your thighs. He just loves thighs. Eventually he starts kissing your neck moaning into your skin whenever you pull on his hair. His voice is so deep, so hot it drives you crazy. He usually likes to take things further (maybe even on the kitchen counter).

Nicholas

Nicholas is a wild card. Like he LOVES to tease you. Just leaning in but as soon as your lips just barely touch he leans back immediately laughing at your offended expression. But after a while he just can't take it anymore and he has to kiss you properly and when he does he's not leaving your lips again. Also I think he likes to bite your bottom lip, just loves to hear the sound you make when he does that. His hands are probably on your butt. I'm convinced that he's an ass guy. Moans into the kiss when you touch him, especially when you touch his waist. When he feels that you're getting more hungry, your kiss is getting more intense, he just can't stop smiling against your lips. Although sometimes he just wants to make out most of the times he likes to take it to the bedroom.

EJ

I think EJ loves your chest. Don't ask why but he's just really into it. It doesn't matter if you have bigger boobs or not he just LOVES your chest. So when you two make out you are probably pushed against the wall his hands going up and down your body and he just pulls away with a grin on his face. He looks down and then back into your eyes and he keeps the eye contact as he starts to kiss down your neck, unbuttoning your shirt so he can have access to your chest. And then he just starts kissing it, all wet. He loves it when you pull on his hair while moaning, it drives him insane. It makes him moan into your skin which drives you insane. He probably wants to take things further but of course he understands if you're not in the mood.

Yuma

He's a cutie. He's always smiling whenever you initiate a make out session, it's an ego boost for him. He loves smiling into the kiss and loves when you do the same because it's his way to show you how much he enjoys making out with you. One of his hands is on your face the other is on your waist drawing circles on the skin underneath your shirt. He also likes it if you put your hands on his waist, under his shirt. He loves to feel you against his skin. But he also likes it when you put your hands in his hair especially if you pull on it. He might (definitely) moan into the kiss. He whispers sweet things to you like "you're so pretty/handsome" "I love the way you kiss". You only take things further if you insist, he won't push anything.

Jo

He's so cute even when making out. It always starts with a shy kiss, his hands slowly wrapping around your waist, touching you very carefully like you're made out of porcelain. When you start digging your hands into his hair he also becomes braver. He deepens the kiss as he's pulling your hips against his. One of his huge hands comes to cup your face, it is so soft but so hot at the same time. It's always up to you if you want to take things further because he's just too shy to ask, even if he really wants you.

Harua

I can picture Harua making out in two ways. One is when he's sitting on the couch or on the bed and you're in his lap kissing him with passion. He loveeeeees touching your ass and thighs. When he feels like it's time to do something else too he usually holds your hips firmly and makes you grind on him slowly making you both want more. The other way is similar but this time he's in your lap. He's so small I just feel like he loves to be in your lap, especially in a make out session. He likes to cup your face and neck then slowly make his hands' ways down so he can go up under your shirt, all this while your hands are wrapped around his waist. He really enjoys just making out without getting more heated, but if you want to he's never against the idea of doing more.

Taki

He's the one who likes to take risks. And by that I mean he likes to make out in public. In an empty hallway or a dressing room he likes to unexpectedly start kissing you. I think he's into agressive make out sessions which include lots of biting on lips and grabbing your waist. After a while he likes to go down to your collarbones. If you're in public (lots of times) he probably keeps one of his hands on your mouth so you don't make any noise. When you're in public you usually wait until you go home but sometimes you continue it wherever you are.

Maki

He loves your thighs. You usually make out in two ways. One is when you're standing and he puts one of his hands under one of your thighs so he can hold it next to his waist. He's kissing you aggressively while grabbing your thigh (his hand might or might not leave marks there). The other way is when he's sitting on a chair or on the couch and you're in his lap. His hands are going back and forth between your ass and thighs but always, ALWAYS ends up on your thighs. He likes it if you put your hands on his shoulders or arms. He's been working out a lot so please compliment him, tell him how strong he is, it will make him kiss you even harder!

[kimakento]

falling behind

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synopsis: the three times you choose shigeta harua and the one time you don’t. ⌙ 5.5k

pairing: shigeta harua x fem!reader

genre(s): angst (no comfort)

warnings: swearing, low self-esteem, mentions of divorce and slight family issues (please tell me if i’ve missed any)

tags: unrequited love, one-sided pining, taki cameo!!!, friend trio, non idol!au, highschool!au, harua’s fr down bad… title is a reference to laufey’s falling behind !! + a little of promise too if you look at the lyrics

a/n: i read this concept in a fic once and really stuck to it and wrote this in the process. this might actually be one of my favourite fics that i’ve written (i got a bit carried away) but nevertheless i hope you all enjoyyy

who were you to shigeta harua?

you were the girl who had saved him. well, not in a literal sense, but you were the one who solely occupied both his heart and mind, the one who he couldn’t express his feelings for coherently, the one who he was terrified of disappointing.

for him, you had totally flipped over his perspective of everything outside his bubble and changed his world for the better. the girl who’d broke him out of his shell. harua appreciated you for the beautiful human being you were. and he only wished you would take note of it.

the first time you chose shigeta harua was when you were both ten. he had always been reserved during your adventurous endeavours as children, the introverted boy would refuse to speak to anyone in class and barely had any friends. it wasn’t that harua thought he was above socialising, not at all. it was because he had never learned to make friends.

on the other hand, you’d always been surrounded by others; not quite popular, but still able to socialise and harua adored that about you. even as children, his eyes would glisten at you whenever you’d shift your desk towards your friends during lunch to have a hearty conversation.

harua was clumsy, to say the least. there would always be new grazes and bruises littering his skin during secret trips to the parks and playgrounds. one school day, he’d been racing around with a classmate that had wanted to become his new friend. during his session, disregarding a rock lodged in the earth, he tripped over and scraped his leg.

being the sensible one, you rushed over to help him up immediately to assess the injury. but as soon as you reached him you heard screams from your other peers, beckoning you to play; yet you ignored them and focused on the snivelling boy in front of you.

harua tilted his head down to meet your eyes as you were crouched down putting a bandaid on the noticeably painful graze on his knee.

you furrowed your brows when you met his unwavering gaze, “you ought to be careful, you know?”

only to receive a giggle in response.

“you said ‘ought’, ha!”

“teacher said that she has no more bandaids to give you. so i hope you’ll look where you’re running next time.”

since then, he’d been intrigued by your presence; harua wondered whether you know how much he cherished what you had done for him. stupid, yes. but it was one of the nicest things anyone had ever done for him. strangely, you were very mature for your age already.

at lunchtime, he’d wonder around looking for a place to sit and would often just be alone. this was a regular occurrence that you had observed as you too were interested in the mystery that was shigeta harua.

the distant yet bright boy who existed outside of social happenings. who was he? what was he like? to you, genuine was likely the perfect word to describe his character.

but what did you know? you were only a child.

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the second time you chose him was during a class project.

shigeta harua had always wanted to be your friend but had never gotten the chance to, as if he would even take it. it was sort of a friend crush, if you will.

high school was particularly rough for harua; sixteen years of his life had already passed yet he still felt the same as he did when he was ten. harua was still the same quiet, reserved boy. as if not enough, school work had become more of a burden.

teachers had started setting group projects every week; the most important one being set by your english teacher being to review a unanimously agreed-on novel. the catch was that the pairs would pick each other themselves.

so there sat harua, fiddling with his fingers thinking knowing that he won’t be picked by another classmate; the teacher would pair him up like—

“would you… like to be a pair, harua?”

a soft voice interrupted harua’s train of thought and he lifted his head up only to be met with you, standing awkwardly in front of his desk. harua’s face etched into pure confusion and he looked as if to be processing your statement.

“wait, me? you want to be my partner?” he pointed to himself quizzically as you nodded.

“oh, why?” he queried again.

why would you even pick him, when he was too quiet to work with anyone? was this a prank?

with a deep breath, you blurted out, “you’ve been in my class for years, but i’ve never gotten the chance to, you know, speak to you properly. i don’t think any of us have.” another shaky breath leaves your lips as you finish. “i want to get to know you.”

the last part left him stumped.

“oh.”

“is that the only thing you say?”

as he lifted his arms in defence, a quiet chuckle escaped his mouth and a smile erupted on his face.

you mirrored his expression with a wide grin of your own, “you should smile more.”

another smile took to his expression.

“oh,” harua parted his lips to speak but shied away until you gestured for him to continue. “do you want to start the project at my house, or yours— or even at the library?”

the uneasiness in his words caused you to let out a lighthearted giggle.

“you’re so uptight. but we can do it at your place, i don’t mind.”

“cool!” his face visibly lit up. cute.

at the end of the school day, you observed harua leaning against the school gates, clutching the straps of his backpack and seemingly waiting for someone. with enthusiasm, he waved you over, accentuating the gesture. as you ran over you shot him a knowing smile.

“waiting for me?” the playful remark slipped out.

“let’s go to mine. you have everything you need right?” you nodded.

while setting off, harua would slightly sway against you as you walked together. a habit he’d never been able to get rid of no matter what. the walk to his home wasn’t long; only around ten minutes but when you entered, he offered snacks and water; insisting you’re fed while in his care. if only you noticed how eager he was to care for you.

that night, no work was completed, it was filled with you bombarding harua with personal questions; and him returning them with detailed responses.

tapping your chin, you hummed before posing a question, “what do you think is the best thing about you?”

nothing came out of his mouth for a while.

“even though i’m nothing special, my heart compensates for what i lack.”

“i agree,” you frowned at his words. “but i believe you are special. want to know what my first impression of you was?”

harua gave a hesitant nod of his head while sat crosslegged on the carpeted floor. his room was cozy— or at least more home-like than yours; many books filled the shelves that surrounded you both.

“i thought ‘oh he looks like a nice guy, but he’s just quiet’. i don’t think you’ve said more than like six words to me throughout the whole time we’ve been together as a class. but of course, everyone should value their privacy. i think it’s fine if you’re shier than the rest.” as you spoke, his eyes widened in interest while he nodded along.

a hand rubbed the nape of his neck, “i just don’t know how to make friends. striking conversations and then being able to keep them going is even more difficult.”

“you’re more than capable. i think you’re really cool.”

with glistening pupils and a hopeful glint in his eyes, he responded, “really?“

“of course.”

harua’s stomach felt funny— maybe the snacks he ate had gone bad. but why was his heart racing? perhaps it was the anxiety catching up to him. yeah, that seemed logical.

days transitioned into weeks and weeks into months as you both became impossibly closer. so close that your class would even refer to you both as each other’s halves, one refusing to leave the other’s side. in harua’s eyes, you were a blessing; he finally learnt what it meant to have a trustworthy friend — even if he couldn’t quite come to terms with the feelings he felt towards you.

it was like nothing could break your guys’ bond. there were barely any misunderstandings between you or any animosity really. a genuine friendship.

that was until feelings of love had kindled.

ever since he had come to know you; his whole world shifted. both his heartbeat and his faint courage — harua felt anew, motivated. it was as if your radiating smile and soothing voice were the remedy to heal him. to give him life.

like his world only brightened when you entered it; and his mind couldn’t even start to express immense gratitude that he felt. and that wasn’t a good sign as it only concluded to one thing.

shigeta harua was falling, and he was falling fast.

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the third time you chose harua was in junior year. a book club had been announced to be recruiting members. knowing your friend’s love for books, you’d proposed it to him.

“i know you love reading books and talking about them so here’s your chance!” hands clasped together, you continued attempting to persuade him cheerily. “think of it as a way to socialise with other people too! that way you can have other friends that aren’t me.”

a groan escaped the boy’s mouth, “but you know, i’m not really good at making new friends.” exasperated, his hands make their way to his face in to cover it. “besides, i won’t know anyone there. that’ll make it even more difficult.”

determined to get him to join the club, you brought up a suggestion.

“i can join along with you! reading is also one of my hobbies so i won’t mind. while doing something i enjoy, i’ll be helping you in the process.”

face visibly lit up, harua smiled; you were always so selfless. he almost felt bad for allowing you to join with him. yet he couldn’t deny how much he’d enjoy being in the same club as you.

reluctantly, he nodded.

several days later, you both found yourselves in a classroom with a circle of chairs while surrounded by new faces — well not entirely new, you knew some, but harua definitely didn’t recognise anyone — while being briefed about the club activities.

one boy, fairly attractive, had taken the lead and spoke up.

“welcome to book club! i’m takayama riki, but you can call me taki, and i’m the leader of this club. this is only a mock meeting where we’ll be laying down the foundations and sorting out the books we will cover soon!” friendliness had radiated off of his presence which made him all the more easier to talk to. “before we start, i’d like to answer any questions you guys have right now.” his gaze scanned the room until it had fallen on your raised hand.

pointing to you, he spoke. “you. the pretty girl over there.” chuckles had filled the room from other members as you felt your face heat up.

clearing your throat, you spoke up. “will we ever get to pick the books that we go over or is it all already decided on?”

“eventually you will get to vote on the books. so i assure you to not worry.” taki’s eyes were locked on you as he spoke.

a certain brown-haired boy narrowed his eyes as he observed the exchange between you two and didn’t like it one bit.

a few minutes later, the briefing had ended and you’d been given the liberty to wander around. calling for harua, you held his wrist in your grasp as you dragged him from shelf to shelf.

“look at this book! i swear i’ve been looking for it everywhere. it wasn’t even in the library.” a pout had crept up your face as you whined while grabbing for said book.

with a smile on his face, the boy chuckled and parted his lips to speak before being interrupted.

“hi! i hope i’m not intruding on anything.” the voice was airy. whirling around you met taki’s face.

the boy had inched closer to you and held a hand out. after placing the book you’d previously had in your hands, he spoke. “nice choice, i really like this one too ….?” the words trailed

“ah!” eyes widened, you told him your name. after a nod of his head and a hum of approval, you continued. “i almost forgot. you’ve yet to meet my friend, harua, here too!” with a hand on harua’s lower back, you propelled him forward and encouraged him to engage in conversation.

“uh, hey. i’m shigeta harua, second year.” the boy stuck out a hand awkwardly, unsure what to do.

taki returned the action and shook hands enthusiastically. “oh, i see. it’s nice to meet you! i hope you’ve been enjoying our club so far.”

“i do, i really love literature and enjoy talking about it even more.”

a grin made its way to your face as conversation flowed naturally, happy that harua was finally gaining confidence.

jokingly, you interrupted, “is this some type of boy-bonding thing? you seem to be leaving me out.” the laughs that protruded from them only weakened your expression. “would you wanna get some food with me and harua?” you turned to taki, smiling when he nodded eagerly in response.

eventually, taki had been added into your mini friend group. all three of you, close-knit as ever.

or at least that’s what you thought.

ever since taki had joined, a certain other boy had started to feel somewhat excluded. it didn’t help that he seemed to share all the same interests as you or that your conversations would last a millennium whenever one uttered a word to the other.

worst of all, taki seemed to have feelings for you. just like harua.

harua has never wanted anything really — he wasn’t picky nor spoiled. there wasn’t anything he’d pine over but he wanted you. he needed your attention, your love — just you. the boy had always received loved by his family at home; a plethora of it. maybe harua was simply bewitched by your never ending generosity or the fact someone as pretty, funny, smart and perfect as you paid even a fraction of attention to him.

lame, he knew.

obviously, it wasn’t like you didn’t notice the growing distance either. they say ‘ignorance was bliss’, but for harua, the weight of your emotional and now-physical absence was becoming harder to bear.

that’s why he began to try; harua started to engage in the hushed conversations between you and taki, tagging along to regular hangouts and the lot. despite all his attempts, it never seemed to work. the bridged gap only grew wider and harua was struggling to stay afloat.

the feeling only ate away at him more each passing day. and he couldn’t bear it. so he asked to talk. with you. alone. in private. and most importantly, without taki.

mustering up all his courage, the boy texted you to ask if you could come over; to which you replied affirmatively.

so there you were, sitting on the beanbag in his room. your expression was laced with perplexity, and your eyes had a certain glisten to them. opposite you, harua fiddled with the hem of his brown and white striped shirt, a habit he’d never been able to shake in your presence.

the silence was disconcerting. what was so important that he had asked you to come over so suddenly? negative thoughts raced around your mind, all pointing to the worst-case scenario.

with a clear of his throat, you lifted your head. “i don’t know if i should say this,” a nod of your head prompted him to continue. “but i don’t think we can do this anymore — be friends. you have other priorities.”

‘that aren’t me’, he wanted to add but contained himself.

the only other option was for him to distance himself before he got hurt too. so why did he feel guilty? this was for your own good. harua did it for you. it was for you.

did that even make sense anymore? the knot in his stomach only tightened, churning and tossing awaiting your reply.

“i don’t… understand?” rubbing your thumb over your knuckles, you averted your gaze the carpeted floor. “what do you mean? have i done something wrong?”

harua shook his head tightly in response.

so you raised your voice albeit the confusion that raged within you. “then what…? at the very least i deserve an explanation.”

frustration was bubbling inside of you.

you breathed out. “stop speaking in riddles, harua.”

perhaps you were being too harsh, but you really were failing to understand the cause of this sudden decision. sure you became distant but that didn’t justify what he was doing.

“it’s not you,—“ harua started to speak.

“‘its me’, right? don’t bother explaining if you’re going to repeat some stupid, unoriginal shit.” exasperated, you shook your head. “i thought our friendship was stronger than this. i’m starting to reconsider though.”

why couldn’t you see what he saw? the animosity was spreading, like a plague amongst a small village. the pent-up frustration had been nipping at him slowly, which made him all the more irritable.

and he couldn’t stop the words that escaped his mouth next. “well i’m starting to think your’s and taki’s friendship is stronger.”

a flush coloured his cheeks.

he wasn’t supposed to say that. you weren’t supposed to hear that.

your expression dropped, causing a frown to adorn his face. with eyes narrowed, you held your gaze on him. harua felt like he was transparent; he felt like an open book. almost as if you possessed x-ray vision and were able to read him — to see through him.

and shigeta harua hated that the most.

he didn’t want you to do that; the fear of being totally understood consumed him. would you leave him once you finally saw through his feelings? would you consider them to be ulterior motives?

the silence was eating away at him.

talk. please talk. those words repeated themselves over and over in his mind. like a mantra.

“this was all about taki?” a breath of relief was let out once your melodious voice filled the atmosphere. but he still wasn’t happy about the contents either.

“no…?” for a ‘definitive statement’, it came out more very question-like.

despite the inner turmoil, harua raised a brow after noticing your expression.

unable to contain the sly grin that took to your face, you slapped a hand over your mouth before letting out a chuckle.

“you were jealous the whole time?”

fuck. you had caught on. the realisation shocked harua. it wasn’t supposed to happen like this.

meekly nodding his head, he choked on air.

“ahh, you’re so cute,” the last word visibly perplexed the boy opposite you, to the point where you could see a big red question mark flat on his adorable face. “i consider both you and taki to be my friends. i like both of you equally. although, i do sort of favour you more. but don’t tell taki i said that.” with an index finger to harua’s lips, you hushed him.

oh. ‘friend’. despite everything he initially thought, you didn’t know. surprisingly, a look of relief washed over his features.

looking down at your finger on his lips, he forced out a remark.

“it’s not that funny…”

the gentle pout that former on his face was too adorable for you to ignore.

as your expression softened, your eyes widened and you straightened up.

“here, i’ll make you a promise. is that okay?” you spoke in a hushed tone, as if afraid to be overheard.

curiosity laced his eyes as the boy leaned closer, head tilted.

“a promise?”

“that i’ll always be here for you. you’re one of my good friends, so i’ll stick by you.”

awaiting his response, guilt washed over you. harua was right. you weren’t making an effort. so you mentally dedicated yourself to this one task. hesitantly, his eyes searched yours. harua wasn’t doubtful of your promise. but he was sure that he would be hurt in the process. nevertheless, the boy stuck out his pinky finger.

“promise?”

after intertwining your finger with his, you curtly nodded.

“promise.”

harua hated how you managed to always possess his heart in one hand. unbeknownst to you, you played with.

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a lie. you were a liar.

by senior year, you, harua and taki were still present — and flourishing, you may add — members of the book club. it was enjoyable, and it was your last year so you decided to make the most of it.

harua was a very observant person, he could read into situations well enough. which is why it puzzled him to see that something had bloomed between you and taki. it wasn’t new, even while juniors, you had been sort of taken with taki. but it was totally different now.

harua didn’t hate takiyama riki — he could never bring himself to — he envied him. what did the other boy have that he didn’t? the looks? the confidence? the intelligence?

the boy didn’t consider himself to be that good looking; more average-looking if anything (though you would disagree). to be honest, while struggling heavily with his confidence levels, maybe insecurity had gotten the better of him. but most of all, his grades at school were decent, harua wasn’t an over-achiever or academically gifted. he was normal. average. nothing special.

a pure contrast to taki. popular, handsome, very smart, confident but not too prideful, and most importantly, knew how to woo you.

fuck. these thoughts only dug harua a deeper hole. he could win your heart. definitely.

however, those words only dulled each time they were repeated.

nothing changed, when you all had attended hangouts. once while meeting at a local cafe, you and taki sat next to each other, harua opposite you both. engrossed in conversing animatedly, harua noticed how you’d act around the other boy. brushing arms, touching his shoulder, reaching for his hand, and the likes. the thawing pain that persevered in his chest went unnoticed as well as the knot in his throat. he observed your light flirty remarks as well as your melodious fits of giggles that strew along the atmosphere at every word that left taki’s lips. as if ignoring harua, you carried along your antics; excluding him.

this wasn’t a one-time thing. as weeks passed by you’d become more interested in the boy known as takiyama riki. facetiming harua, heat flushing your cheeks as you gushed about taki. the worst thing is that this crush wasn’t not reciprocated. all the reserved boy heard in taki’s presence was your name, the way you smiled, the way you spoke, the way you had touched his shoulder that day.

of course. it seemed that harua had fell too much into like and ended up in love. that everyone was falling in love yet he was the only one falling behind.

everything completely shifted once his parents had divorced. as the boy’s best friend, you had already known that his parents never had the best relationship; always arguing and bitter to each other but never to harua. it was a few months into the term. this had taken a toll on your best friend; he had begun to isolate himself, become more irritable as well as wallow in pity. for you, it was hard seeing him like that and pained you deeply.

which was why you devoted time into helping him recover. at first you had let him spend some time alone in seclusion — which was well needed for him — but then you started to take an active role; visiting his house often and bringing food, video games, even sometimes bringing taki along too. you did your best to cheer him up.

during those times, you began to spend less time with taki and more with harua. that alone almost brought a smile to the boy’s face. almost. it was comical how desperate he was for your attention. yet he only craved it more.

however, he did start to get better with time; harua began to cope. with your help too. from the slight bounce in his step to the colourful expression formed on his face, the old him had more-or-less returned. but so did the ‘old’ you.

after regaining himself, harua noticed you distancing yourself again; only awakening the dormant insecurities that lied within him.

the painfully-obvious ones too.

since taki had been the head leader of the book club, it was his responsibility to deal with funds and the likes. due to low funding, the school board had decided to cut their budget by more than half, which would meant that it would have to be shut down permanently. this was not well-received by the taller boy, the book club was his pride and joy; he had put so much effort in for it all to be snatched away last minute with not a single regard to those who cherished it.

obviously, you had not been notified until later on in the day the news had been broken to him. heartbroken, the boy had called you. and you ran to him in a heartbeat.

though, that same day, something horrible had happened to harua too. his father. perhaps he was too fragile, too vulnerable, too weak. that would make sense because he couldn’t stand it when his father in a blind fit of rage had insulted him. harua didn’t blame his father, although he should’ve. the divorce was his fault.

his fault. that two-word phrase, that seven-letter sentence had echoed in his conscience. on the verge of tears, he returned to his room bitterly. why couldn’t he fight back? why wasn’t he strong enough?

yet in that moment, all his mind flickered to was you. his then-ragged breaths were becoming more stable and his expression slowly softened. the only solution seemed to be to call you. so that, he did.

the incessant buzzing of your phone on the dark black nightstand bounced off the wall of taki’s room. on the edge of the king bed, you had wrapped the boy in a loving embrace as you reached over to turn your phone upside down after coming to one conclusion.

harua could wait.

taki had nuzzled his face into your shoulder as you rocked back and forth. and just minutes later, your vibrating phone had finally stopped.

“it’s not your fault. i knew you did all you could to save it,” lolling him to a sense of calm, you whispered softly. “stuff like this happens. don’t let it affect you too much. hm?”

muffled, the taller boy spoke into your neck. “i’ll try but—“

swiftly, he was cut off by the light buzzing of your phone again and pulled away from your warmth. “that sounds pretty important. you should answer.” opening your arms to him, a grin erupted on your face.

“i’ll get it later. what’s important to me now is you.”

oh, if only shigeta harua knew you where you were, cradling the boy he envied in your arms and avoiding his call.

after two-three of more attempts, harua gave up. and with a finger caught between his teeth, millions of possibilities raced around his mind as he mentally searched for a reason of why you weren’t taking his calls. perhaps you were busy. maybe you had just forgot your phone and it was on silent? or it could’ve been that you didn’t have your phone at you on that moment! that’s why the boy decided to wait it out. twenty minutes wasn’t that long.

surely you weren’t deliberately avoiding him. right?

but twenty minutes became forty and forty minutes stretched into an hour. that’s thirty-six hundred seconds without a response. if harua wasn’t totally frantic then he definitely was now. scrambling to put on a scarf and gather his belongings, the boy filed slowly down his house stairs while making his way to the door.

“where on earth do you think you’re off to, young man?” a rough voice grumbled at him.

“out.” inhaling sharply, harua replied curtly before pulling the door and stepping out into the cold breeze. the sun’s deceiving presence shone radiantly despite the biting wind that nipped at the boy. huffing lightly, he began making his way to your house. only a fifteen minute-ish walk from his. passing the park nearby, he’d become a little more skittish, especially since you hadn’t even so much as sent a text back.

finally arriving at your place, shutting his eyes closed, he took a deep breath before knocking deftly on the wooden door of your home.

a soft voice echoed from inside.

“coming!”

the door unlocked and your sister had appeared from behind it. confusion etched her expression and she tilted her head.

“harua? she’s not here. hasn’t been for a couple of hours now.” shrugging her shoulders, the boy nodded, head tilted up as he watched as the clouds began to cover the ball of fire lodged into the blue sky, before posing a short question.

“do you know where she went? i’ve been calling her for quite some time now.”

your sister’s expression had softened after recognising the frantic shake in his voice.

“you could try taki’s. i think i heard her say something about—“ but before being able to finish, harua had already spun on his heels and hurried away. a giggle escaped from the girl as she shook her head in disbelief before shutting the door.

what were you doing with taki? something felt wrong. stomach churning, his walking pace sped up as he broke into a light sprint.

shigeta harua hadn’t visited taki’s home that much, but was sure of it’s location. heads turned at his sprinting, but he didn’t mind. all that was on his mind was you. and it wasn’t an exaggeration that he was lovesick for you. so so lovesick.

but harua was also becoming sick of that love.

his pace remained constant before he felt something hit his forehead. a droplet. it was raining. in frustration, he began to run faster to get to cover. taki’s house was only a few minutes away now. harua reckoned he could reach it without getting too drenched. but it would all be worth it.

he would get to see you and finally confess.

expressing his feelings aloud would free him from the overbearing thoughts. from having to carry the heavy burden of possessing feelings for one of his best friends.

harua’s own thoughts distracted him for a while before he looked up to realise that he’d already arrived at the house. catching his breath, hands covered his knees as he panted. mentally preparing himself, he knocked lightly before taking a few steps back. taki’s mum had opened the door and smiled warmly at the boy. strangely, that brought relief to him.

“they’re just upstairs. come on in, it’s very cold and you’re drenched!” moving away from the door, harua stepped inside before looking to the woman. “don’t you remember? it’s the first room on the left.” she laughed at his visible cluelessness.

following her instructions, his feet led him hastily to taki’s room. a normal, brown and wooden door. but what was peculiar was that it was slightly ajar, meaning he could peek into it. a horrible feeling bubbled in harua as he slowly inched closer. spying on your two best friends was a very bad thing to do. despite that, he couldn’t control the nagging curiosity.

so he did what he did best. shigeta harua observed. you and taki on his bed, with the latter’s head in your shoulder.

‘that’s just something friends do though’, the thought repeated over and over on his conscious.

the other boy lifted his head before locking eyes with you. yet harua observed something familiar in taki’s eyes. and he was reminded of the first day you and him met the other boy. at book club, where you and taki has gazed at each other.

then your hand came to caress his cheek slowly as the taller boy leaned in to collide his lips with yours. with a few seconds, you pulled away and harua saw the lovestruck gaze that you held and was reminded of his own when looking at you. that specific moment was when the boy realised something important.

shigeta harua would never be the one you loved.

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JO1 Reactions: You flinch during an argument about their schedule

A/N: Requests open; Pairing: JO1 Members x GN Reader Genre: Angst, Fluff Warnings: Cursing, Mentions of Past Abuse If you or anyone you know is a victim of abuse, reach out; Masterlists: JO1 KPOP JPOP

Sho

"Sho, I know your job is time consuming but-" Your words cut off by your boyfriend's deep voice. "Baby.. I can't help my schedule all the time, you know that!" He says, hands flying up in frustration as he turns towards you causing your eyes to squeeze shut in fear. "P-please don't!" You beg in a terrified voice, flinching back causing Sho to stop in his tracks. "Wha- Wait.. did you think I was going to hit you..?" He asks quietly, staring at you with wide eyes. Looking down, you quickly wipe the tears from your cheeks. "It was nothing, let's just forget it." You say quickly, rushing to walk past him, hiding your face. "Wait.. please baby.. I didn't mean to scare you!" Sho says, gently stopping you. "Shit.. I shouldn't have gotten that angry." He says, looking at you with apologetic eyes. "Even if we argue, I would NEVER hurt you. My job is to protect you, not make you cry. I'm sorry Y/N." He says softly with a serious face, wrapping his arms around you. "I'm sorry too." You say, giving him a small kiss as he holds you. "Do you want to talk about it?" He asks, causing you to nod as you open up to him about your past relationship.

Ren

The movement of your boyfriend's hands flying up mid argument immediately causes your hands to fly up to protect yourself as the room goes silent. Ren stares at you in disbelief as you slowly lower your hands from your face, looking at the ground. "Did you think I was going to hurt you..?" His voice low as he examines your face and body, his eyebrows furrow, "Why would you think that? Did I do something?" Ren asks, sadness taking over his features. "M-my ex was abusive, a-and when your hands flew up I just th-" Your words cut off by your boyfriend. "Oh sweetie.. I didn't know, I'm sorry" He says, slowly making his way to you, carefully taking your hands in his. "I would never hurt you, I'm sorry I scared you. I need you to hold me accountable whenever I cross a line, okay?" He says softly, as his fingers rub small circles on your palms, you look up at him. "It's okay, I'm sorry for reacting like that.." You say, hiding your face in his chest, his arms automatically wrap around you. "No, don't ever apologize." Ren whispers into your hair as he holds you, rubbing your back soothingly as you cry.

Ruki

"You really think I would hurt you..?" Your boyfriend asks, a hint of disappointment flashes on his face, not because of you but himself. You fidget with your hands, looking anywhere but him. "I was just caught off guard.." You say quietly, closing your eyes as you let out a shaky breath. "I'm sorr-" Your words cut off by Ruki, slowly, hesitantly pulling you into his embrace. "Fuck.. no, I'm sorry." He shakes his head, eyes tearing up. "I shouldn't have yelled at you.. I-I shouldn't have scared you.." He says quietly, his hands rubbing small circles on your back. "My ex was abusive.. b-but I shouldn't react like that.. it isn't fair to you." You whisper, tears falling on his hoodie. "Don't apologize to me." Ruki says with a frown. "And please don't think that you deserved any of that. I.. I need you to know I would never hurt you. Ever." He says, letting out a deep breath, giving you a gentle squeeze. "I do, can I tell you about it?" You ask, looking up at him with big eyes, his sad eyes fill with a hint of happiness because of your trust in him. "Of course baby." Ruki says, kissing the top of your head, holding you in his arms as you open up.

Junki

"I'll just go to my place and we can talk about this tomorrow." You say through teary eyes just as Junki's hand grabs your wrist, stopping you from moving. "Let me g-" Your words cut off by Junki's hands flying up in the air in frustration causing you to let out a whimper as you flinch back, dropping to the ground. "Wh- Y/N??" He exclaims, looking down at you with wide eyes as tears fall down your cheeks. "I-I didn't want to tell you.. my ex used to hit me when we'd argue.. so when you moved your hands like that.. I got scared.." You say softly as a sob leaves your throat, not daring to look up at your boyfriend who now has tears falling down his face. "Baby.. I'm so sorry you had to go through that. I wasn't going to hurt you I-I just didn't want you to leave.. please know I would never hurt you.." Junki whispers, his bottom lip quivering. "It's o-okay, can you hold me?" You say through choked sobs, looking up at him with a pleading look. "I'm sorry." He says, dropping down to the ground with you, carefully pulling you into his arms. "I'm so sorry.." He repeats, holding you tightly as he rubs your hair while you cry together.

Keigo

"Are you leaving?" Keigo asks as he follows, arms crossed over his chest. "You're not making an effort here!" You tell him, the frustration finally causing tears to fill your eyes. "That's it! I can't win!" He yells, throwing his arms up in frustration, this action causes you to immediately flinch back in fear. "No!" You beg weakly, dropping to the floor, bringing your knees up to your chest, body going into fight or flight. "What.. did you think I was going to hurt you?" Keigo asks quietly, slowly crouching down to your level. "I- I don't know. I know you'd never hurt me but my ex was abusive and I just thought-" "I'd do the same?" Keigo asks, sad eyes roaming over your face. "I'm ashamed.. I should have never gotten that mad. I would never hurt you.. I'm sorry!" He says, tears streaming down his face. "I know you would never, it was a reflex." You tell him, wrapping your arms around his stomach. "Do you want to talk about it?" He asks, earning a small smile from you. "Thank you." You tell him before opening up about your past as he holds you.

Takumi

You bite your lip, staring at your boyfriend as he unpacks his suitcase, frustrated from your previous fight. "Do you need my hel-" You begin, your words cut off when Takumi lets out a loud sigh of annoyance. "No!" He exclaims, the frustration getting the best of him. "Kumi, can we sit and talk for a secon-" He flings his arms up in the air, a shirt flying to the ground, causing you to flinch back into the pillows of the bed. "We already said wha- Woah shit! What's wrong??" He asks in surprise at seeing you flinch back. "Baby... did I scare you? I-if I did... I'm sorry. I didn't- I wasn't going to hurt you." Takumi says, trying to reassure you causing you to sit up as he slowly approaches you. "It's okay, I-I just did it out of reflex I guess..." You say, pulling him down gently by his arm to sit next to you on the bed. "I know you wouldn't hurt me and please don't be afraid to touch me." You say, giving him a reassuring smile, causing him to let out a breath. "Please let me know if I ever make you feel like that again." Takumi says, gently moving a piece of hair from your face.

Syoya

"Ugh! I'm leaving!" Syoya yells, getting up from his spot on the couch, you sigh, sitting up from your position on the couch. "Syo, please don't just leave.. I think we should calm down and try to talk about thi-" Your words cut off by Syoya quickly turning around, throwing his hands up in frustration. The motion causes you to flinch back into the couch, tears automatically welling up in your eyes, a quiet whimper escaping your lips causing him to rush over to you. "Baby.. are you okay?" He asks, all anger leaving his body, replaced with worry. "Talk to me.. please, why did you flinch?" He asks quietly, carefully sitting next to you. "You scared me.. I mean not you but I-I was in an abusive relationship so it-" Your words interrupted by Syoya dropping his head and letting out a quiet curse. "Shit.. I didn't mean to scare you baby, I would never hurt you. I'm sorry." He says as tears flow down your cheeks. He gently takes your hand in his, looking at you with sad eyes. "Can you tell me what some triggers are? I want to avoid making you feel like this." Syoya says, earning a small nod and sniffle from you, as he holds you in his arms.

Shosei

"Y/N... can you open the door please?" Shosei asks from outside the bathroom door, letting out a relieved sigh when you slowly open the door. "Are you okay?" He asks, eyeing you carefully. You wipe your eyes before looking up at him. "Yes, I'm sorry for reacting that way... I guess I'm not over some things." You reassure him, mumbling the last bit to yourself. Shosei's eyebrows furrow as he sits down next to you, eyes roaming your face. "I didn't mean to slam the cabinet, I was just so frustrated I-I'm sorry." He tells you, eyes locking onto yours. You let out a sigh, eyes tearing up. "It isn't your fault I reacted that way.. I just have a lot of horrible experiences with anger, usually directed towards me so I guess it scared me." You say, looking down. Shosei nods sadly, quickly wiping his eyes before turning to you. "I am your boyfriend, I am here to love, support, and protect you. I am so sorry I made you think otherwise." He tells you with nothing but honesty before continuing. "Do you want to talk about it? I mean, only if you're comfortable." He asks, earning a small smile from you. "Yes, hold me?" You ask, Shosei nods as he pulls you into his arms.

Sukai

"I didn't know! I thought you wer-" Sukai hits his palms down on the table in frustration, causing you to flinch back, eyes squeezed shut expecting to be hit but when nothing happens, you slowly open your eyes to see your boyfriend sitting on the couch with his head in his hands. Walking over to him, you quietly sit next to him. "S-Sky?" You ask hesitantly, carefully rubbing his back as he starts sniffling, causing your eyes to widen. "Why did you flinch?" Sukai asks through sniffles, slowly looking up at you, your heart breaks to see him so upset and you feel the tears coming to your eyes. "I-it was just a reflex. I'm fine." You say quickly. "Did you think I was going to hurt you?" He asks so quietly you don't think you heard him correctly. "I know you would never but I got really scared for a second.. " You say, giving him an apologetic look, "I'm sorr-" Your words are cut off when Sukai pulls you into his arms carefully, holding you tight. "No, I'm sorry." He says, causing you to hug him. "Do you want to talk about it?" He asks, rubbing your back soothingly. "No, just hold me please." You tell him, leaning into his embrace.

Shion

You let out a sniffle, pulling your knees up to your chest as you try to steady your heartbeat. Thoughts racing through your head a million miles per hour, you feel horrible for how you reacted to your boyfriend. All of your thoughts come to a halt when Shion walks back into the room, stopping to silently look at you, an apologetic look on his face, jaw clenched. "Y/N.. baby, are you okay?" He asks, taking a seat next to you, looking down at his hands before continuing. "I just want to say I'm so sorry.. I shouldn't have raised my voice, it was a stupid argume-" You interrupt his words by wrapping your arms around his larger frame, taking him by surprise. "Please don't apologize.. you didn't know an-" You ramble before he shakes his head as he wraps his arms around you. "No I'm sorry, I scared you a-and my literal job is to protect you. If I ever overstep any of your boundaries, let me know." Shion says with his chin resting on top of your head, earning a sigh of relief from you. "Thank you Shion." You whisper as he holds you, feeling safe in his arms.

Mame

You flinch back as Mame raises his hands above his head in the middle of the argument, a frown immediately crossing over his features. "What was that?" He asks quietly, slowly walking towards you with wide eyes. "It was nothing.." You say, eyes shifting to the ground, causing Mame to drop down to his knees in front of you. "Please look at me.. why did you flinch?" He asks, his pleading eyes cause you to let out a sigh. "It's a long story... my ex was abusive, he would hit me when we'd argue, I-I don't know why I did it with you, it was a refle-" You say through tears as your words are cut off by your boyfriend. "I'm so sorry love... I would never hurt you!" He says, voice low, putting his head in his hands. "It's okay, c-can you just hold me?" You ask in a whisper, causing him to slowly get up, hesitating. "Are you sure?" He asks, big eyes staring into yours, your heart flutters at his gentleness. "Yes. And please don't be scared to touch me now." You say with a small smile, Mame nods his head, carefully wrapping his arms around you. "You're safe with me."

A/N: BRB CRYING My requests are open! Feel free to request anything! <3