#junghee sweet junghee

[katrinawritesthings]

Junghee/Taemin; hehe; PG

Me back again with, if you can believe it, teenagers figuring out identity shit together

“I just want to point out the irony,” he says, “of you trying to hide in my closet after you just—” “Shut the fuck up,” Junghee hisses at him. “I also want to point out,” Taemin grins, ignoring her, “how you not only just accidentally outed yourself to me, but I think you also just accidentally admitted that you wanted to steal my girlfriend?”

Taemin doesn't know why, but it's so much easier for him to study when Junghee is chilling in his room with him. She's upside down on his bed, on her tummy, chin propped in her hands as she reads one of his nature magazines, singing under her breath as he sits at his desk next to her. It's the singing, Taemin thinks, that helps him. It's the background noise, and how it’s soft and smooth and soothing but still noticeable enough for him to hear and appreciate. He sure is glad that his parents aren't home to kick them out of his room—because “no girls allowed” or whatever—because just like her being here makes it easier for him to study, being out in the living room somehow makes it ten times harder, and on that end he has no idea why.

He yawns into his shoulder, turns a page in his biology textbook, readjusts his headphones in his ears so he can hear the video game speedrun he has playing on his laptop better in addition to Junghee’s quiet voice. Having a video in the corner of his eye helps him focus too, somehow. He holds the tip of his pencil down lightly on the page, drawing a faint, faint, faint squiggly line as he moves it down as he reads to help mark his place.

“Hey, hey, you, you,” Junghee starts, and Taemin grins into the hand that his chin is propped up on. A classic. “I really like your girlfriend,” Junghee sings next, and Taemin pauses, puzzled. That doesn't sound right. “Yeah, way, yeah, way, I think she's super lovely....Hey, hey, you, you, let me smooch your girlfriend.” Out of the corner of his eye, Taemin sees Junghee flip a page of his magazine, feet kicking lazily in the air. He's about to turn to her and cock a brow and tell her that he's never heard this version of the song before when she continues on.

“Hey, hey, Tae, Tae, I think I might be lesbian, no way, no way, it's totally a secret, hey, hey, Tae, Tae, how the fuck do I tell you....”

And. Oh. That's definitely a version of the song that he's never heard before. He turns around in his rolly chair to face her, but instead of cracking a joke, he says, “Jung—you know I can hear you, right?”

And she looks up, big brown eyes a little wide, mouth a little open, feet stopping their movements to just hang in place in midair behind her.

“But—headphones?” she asks, confused, pointing at his ears. Taemin takes one out of his ear, glances at it, gestures vaguely at his laptop screen.

“Real low,” he says, shrugging. “I like listening to you sing.”

“Oh,” Junghee says, and she smiles a little, for a few seconds, clearly flattered. Then her expression changes to one of absolute horror and her face bypasses pink and goes all the way to a bright, flaming red before she hides it in her hands. “Did you hear—fuck,” she hisses. And before Taemin can even think about how to respond to that in some form of comforting manner, she whines high in her throat and rolls.

She rolls over the bed, off the bed, fumbling with her hands to find the carpet and ease her fall onto it so she can keep whining and rolling uninterrupted across his bedroom floor and to his doorless closet. She rolls in there, then wiggles into the nook of space that's hidden by the wall, clambering on top of his boxes of old junk and trying to pull the whole one pair of fancy dress pants that he has hung up in there in front of herself to hide.

He doesn't know how she expects to hide when she still making upset whining noises, but she's doing it anyway, tucking her feet in so that she's out of sight even if he leans forward in his chair to try to see better. He's not really sure what emotion he’s supposed to be feeling but he knows that what he is feeling is all fondness and amusement. He loves his best friend a lot, especially when she's being cute, especially when she's accidentally made herself vulnerable. 

He doesn't even hesitate before he pushes his chair back and stands up, walks over to his closet, puts a hand on the empty door frame and leans in to peep at her between the pant legs. She peeps back up at him from between her fingers for just a second before whining again and hiding her face completely in her hands. All Taemin can find himself doing is smiling, so enamored in his heart.

“I just want to point out the irony,” he says, “of you trying to hide in my closet after you just—”

“Shut the fuck up,” Junghee hisses at him.

“I also want to point out,” Taemin grins, ignoring her, “how you not only just accidentally outed yourself to me, but I think you also just accidentally admitted that you wanted to steal my girlfriend?”

“GOSH,” Junghe says loudly. She takes her hands away from her face only to hide her face in her knees instead, hands tugging at her hair. “Barely even fucking out to myself and I did this, I don't fucking believe.” she mumbles. Taemin still feels amused and enamored all the way down to his angsty teenage soul, but he also recognizes that Junghee is stressed enough that joking too much more really wouldn't be the most best friend like of moves, so instead, he crouches down and sits himself on the floor outside of his closet. Mirroring her position with his arms around his knees, he smiles comfortingly at her. 

“You know,” he starts, “the way things are going with... between me and Gwiboon... I mean...with me, I guess....” The smile slides off of his face as he realizes where his mouth is taking him. It's taking him down one of those unintended honesty paths, the ones where he doesn't think about what he wants to say before he says it so things just come out of his mouth with no filter. “It might not be that hard for you to steal my girl anyway,” he mumbles. He runs his fingers through his own hair, slightly distressed himself now. Dang it. Talk about barely admitting things to yourself before you just blurt them out to your best friend.

“What?” Junghee asks. When she looks up, she's frowning, eyebrows furrowed. “What's that mean? What's your problem? Are you trying to break up with her? Excuse me? You can't do that, she's—she's so—she's so great, in every way, she really likes you, like a whole lot, you can't break up with her, you can't hurt her, dude, what the fuck.”

She’s so offended, indignant, so protective over someone else's girlfriend that Taemin has to smile, just for a few seconds. Then he remembers why he's been trying to figure out how to break up with Gwiboon and grimaces again, rubbing his hands over his face. 

“You are my best friend and I absolutely forbid you to be a fuckboy,” Junghee snaps. “You cannot break up with her unless you have, like, a good reason. And I'm not just saying that just because I have a giant crush on your girlfriend, I'm saying it because, like, I cannot have a friend that is a fuck—”

“I'm not being a fuckboy,” Taemin says loudly, lifting his head to speak to the ceiling for a moment. He looks back down with his own frown. “I'm just—” he scrunches his face. Well. If he's going down this path, then. He gets to his knees and scrambles his way into his closet as well, perching himself uncomfortably on top of all of the clothes that he threw in the direction of his hamper instead of inside of it.

“I don't. Think. I'm straight. Either,” he says quietly, to his hands, because for some reason it's incredibly hard to look at Junghee’s face while he says it. It's not as hard to say it out loud as he thought it would be, though. That's something positive, he guesses.

“Oh,” says Junghee. Taemin nods vaguely. That's about how he feels about it too. Mildly surprised and kind of confused.

“I don't know if I'm, like, gay, or poly, some form of aro or ace, or anything, but.” And that part was easy to say out loud, was easy to say to himself, because that part was just. Regular old queer confusion, queer discovery. But it's this next part that makes him stop, and swallow, and lick his lips, and feel like there's something physically blocking him from speaking, physically holding his vocal cords in place so he can't make noise. It's this next part that's made him feel guilty all of these months and what's made it so hard for him to even admit to himself that he wants—or needs—to break up with the girl that's made him feel so happy for so long.

“I think I just...don't like...girls,” he says. And then he puts his face back into his hands, because apart from being a real hard and real heavy to say out loud, when he hears that come out of his own mouth and his own voice it just sounds embarrassing. Like he's a five year old whining about cooties or whatever. But it's true. He gets all fluttery and blushy and mildly horny around anyone else that's his type except. Girls. Except. Gwiboon. Except. His literal girlfriend that he thought he was in love with this whole time, until he realized that he wasn't.

Still speaking into his hands, he continues, “I thought I liked them, I thought I liked her, I thought I was feeling all of those romantic feelings and whatnot for her, but then a while ago I had a crush on this one dude in my math class and it felt...super different? And super more intense? And then I thought about it more and I felt that way about like almost every other gender except all of the lady ones? And I think. This whole time I've just been feeling. Platonic closeness with Gwiboon but. I thought it was love because. I thought I was straight.”

“And it’s like—I like Gwi, like, I love her, but—not romantically? She's one of my best friends and I love her but I'm not—in love with her? And, like, it's not bad that I'm apparently not into ladies, like, that's valid, but like—I'm already dating her? And like?” he groans and shakes his head, rubbing the heels of his palms into his eyes. “How the fuck am I supposed to tell her all of this without making it sound like. Like it's her fault, or that I'm making it up as an excuse to dump her, or that I've been lying to her this whole time, or—? Like, it's been almost a year? That's kind of fucked up? isn't it?”

“Or what if I do tell her all of this, but then, she's a homophobe about it? What if she thinks she turned me gay and gets all offended? What if she's an exclusionist? What if she's just an asshole about it? She's my friend and I like her and I don't want her to be a queerphobe so I don't want to tell her? I don't want to hurt her and I don't want her to hurt me? But the longer I drag this out the worse it'll be in the end, but? I'm just scared? I guess? And I don't know what to do? I'm baby,” he finishes in a tiny, tiny, sad voice. He's baby and it's hard.

“Holy shit dude.”

“Wuh?” Taemin blinks and moves his hands from his face, almost startled to see Junghee sitting across from him. He got so wrapped up in all of the words that were coming out of his mouth that he almost forgot that she was there. He feels pink creeping into his cheeks for forgetting, which is embarrassing, which only makes him blush more, which then makes him grumpy. He scrunches his face and hides his cheeks only in his hands. Junghee, on the other hand, definitely isn't blushing anymore; she's smirking, chin propped up in one hand and eyebrows raised.

“I'm over here feeling guilty because maybe I want to kiss your girlfriend and then you just show up and have a whole ass coercive heteronormativity existential identity crisis out of nowhere,” she teases. Taemin scrunches his face more, partly because he didn't understand half of those words, but mostly because he can tell that she's making fun of him. 

“I had that crisis because I was trying to comfort you, you can't make fun of me about it,” he snaps. Junghee just laughs, soft, breathy chuckles she turns into her palm. Taemin rolls his eyes. It's better than having a panic attack in his closet, he guesses. 

When she finishes laughing, she runs her fingers through her hair and sighs heavily before resting her cheek on her hand so it smushes up and saying tiredly, “Can't believe you stole my gay thunder and totally upstaged my coming out but also completely relieved me of all of my guilt and told me it's okay to start flirting with your girlfriend.”

“Okay, well,” Taemin says, a laugh already traveling from his chest and out of his mouth as he points at Junghee. His closet is so small that his finger hovers in front of her face and she bites playfully at it, teeth clicking just in front of it before he even snatches it away. “Not what I said,” he says sternly. Junghee’s smile grows mischievously.

“Can't believe you just gave me permission to steal your girl right out from under you,” she says, and then, before Taemin can whine at her, shakes her head. “Really, though, that was a lot of heavy shit that you said and whenever you feel ready to tell her, I'll go with you.” she smiles comfortingly, and then, when Taemin raises his brows incredulously, shakes her head a little sheepishly. “To help,” she says insistently. “Really. And I'll only start flirting with her after like, a month, minimum. I promise.”

“Wow, a whole month,” Taemin drawls, but he's grinning too. A whole month actually is kind of a lot for Junghee’s aries ass. “What if she's a queerphobe?” he adds. Junghee shrugs.

“Then you can get a Grindr and I can get a Her and we'll roast each other's dating prospects together,” she says. And that has Taemin actually laughing, loudly, snorting and coughing into his hands from the suddenness of it as Junghee looks immensely proud of herself. That does sound fun, he has to admit.

[lgchyuk]

it was always incredibly delightful to listen to junyi speak and how offended she would get whenever hyuk spoke about anything he wouldn't agree. she would scold him but in her own way, her tone would never be aggressive, but sweet, gentle. it had always been like that, and maybe that's how hyuk found himself infatuated for her years ago.

although he thought his secret was safe, sometimes it was almost impossible to hide how his smile would grow larger whenever he was in her presence or how he would stare at her longer than necessary. still, she wasn't his to stare or smile at, no matter how the situation itself presented - earlier hyuk respected his best friend's feelings and now, even though junghee wasn't physically with them, his presence was stronger than ever; and for that junyi became more like a sister whom he adored and less a woman he would keep romantic feelings.

"you offend me. i'm not as crazy as every other party animal, my dear" with a hand over his heart, hyuk acted poorly, but knew would make her smile, which would be enough. "I don't drink, but i do love spending the whole night dancing. i just wish you would accept my offer one day."

he had all the reason to keep trying to convince her that maybe she should have some fun with him but instead of that he heard something about leaving and immediately his mood dropped and he frowned. "what are you talking about?"

hyuk hated to admit that he immediately felt as if someone had punched him. feelings of being abandoned again got the best of him, thoughts of maybe losing one of his oldest friends made him search for junyi's eyes, wishing she was just playing tricks with him, but knowing very well she wouldn't dare - not where they were, not at that very date.

"junjun, please tell your better half to stop playing with me, this is not funny."

Poison?

"Snow fungus is an incredible ingredient," Junyi said. She was always quick to defend those she loved, and that applied even to traditional Chinese medicine, apparently. "It supports lung function and helps to maintain glowing skin. Some call it the fountain of youth." She tilted her face up to the sun, demonstrating the effects of her daily brew with her own clear complexion.

"Though knowing you, maybe I should really be making a batch of Eight Treasure cakes." She gave Hyuk a Look, hinting at his lifestyle. Young men often thought they were invincible and thus spent way too many hours out socializing instead of enriching their lives with reading and meditation. What benefit did 'partying' ever provide, hm? Junyi did not enjoy the clubbing atmosphere by any means - loud music gave her headaches and the sweat coming off of dancing bodies was particularly pungent mixed with the scent of alcohol.

"Please tell Hyuk to behave himself, my love." She sighed. "And start watching the meditation daily videos I've been sending him." Nobody liked to be scolded, but some young people needed the extra push. "Especially now, since I won't be around as much to nag him."

She was referring to the fact she planned to switch up her career. Pursue the path to becoming a model as opposed to continuing as a trainee. As much as she enjoyed performing sometimes, it was too taxing on her body. The place she was thinking about moving into was farther away and quite small (which accounted for the semi-decent rent). Of course, Junyi would miss her dormmates, but a part of her looked forward to her own cozy space.

"If everything works out and I move, you must be one of the first to visit, Hyuk."

[endlessfics]

rebuttal

jongtae (girl!jonghyun) | pg-13 | 476 words | same au as twelfth floor (it plays out 6 years before it) 

a/n: it’s crazy how much i have on this au rip yet it’s all mostly taemin-centric

taemin thinks that maybe he wants to make something special out of the fact that he lost his virginity.

taemin thinks that maybe he wants to make something special out of the fact that he lost his virginity. the girl, junghee, she kept asking – kept probing.

if you want to save it for someone special, we don’t have to do anything, we can just talk.

she had told him as if she expected him to stop her. taemin wasn’t sure how to take the situation when she patiently waited for him to at least say something. that moment, the thought of friends crossed his mind while he looked into her gentle, big eyes. his hands were firm on her waist.

by waiting for someone special, taemin would make something petty into a big deal. he doesn’t want that.

by waiting for someone special, there would have to be someone he could share it to.

by waiting for someone special, he would have to have friends.

friends aren’t a thing for taemin – he had only his father. his father wasn’t a friend of sort, nor a dad. they aren’t biologically related. he was just adopted and distanced away from.

but taemin didn’t want to talk. junghee offered they would just talk instead but he couldn’t say anything, as if his mind wouldn’t let him speak. her eyes were expectant on him and his gaze straight on her chin – he couldn’t meet her eyes.

eventually, his hands slipped in under her shirt and he pulled her closer again to the way it was just a few minutes before she interrupted them. he liked touching her skin, it was soft, it was warm. he enjoyed pressing his mouth against her neck while her hands held onto his shoulders. he really did enjoy it. all of her was soft but he kept it to himself.

he found himself at a loss of words afterwards, yet she cupped his cheeks and kissed him slowly – as if trying to compensate for the fact that she wasn’t someone special to him, he assumed.

a few days later, where he is now, in his room, he thinks of the concept of virginity. he thinks that maybe he wants to make something special out of it – maybe he wanted to have saved it for someone special, but there isn’t anyone special in his life nor could he see there ever being anyone.

he did feel like he was missing out. he’s nineteen after all.

it’s close to midnight. he’s sitting on the edge of his bed and he pulls on his fingers absentmindedly. his father’s asleep and he is also supposed to be asleep but his mind is stuck on the idea of that he’s missing out.

deciding to push useless thoughts out of his head, taemin closed his eyes and fell back on the mattress. he takes a deep breath.

he’s doing good without anyone special in his life.

[lubdubsworld]

Blackberry Winters.

Part 1

Namjoon Werewolf Au !

Alpha werewolf!

Heavy angst.! Pregnancy, unrequited love, hate to love, prejudice, mental health issues.

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There is a tide in the affairs of men, which , taken at the flood leads on to fortune. Opportunities had to be seized and made use of and you had to be bold and confident in order to lead your people to fortune.

Namjoon, as the head alpha of the Kim clan, knew this better than anyone else. Which was why he was here, in a meeting with alphas from the three neighbouring clans lining his boundary lines, hoping to get permission to access the seven or so aquifers that lay to the east of the packhouse.

The rains had been kind to them, the reservoirs were full but he wanted to make sure they had a backup plan just in case things went south in some way. His father had taught him that. Being prepared for the worst was second nature to him now. The land around the aquifers was rich and fertile and Jungkook had already let him plant tangerines and apples in the area for the little ones. The harvest was generally shared between the two clans and Namjoon was grateful for the easy camaraderie that the alpha of the land offered him.

The land belonged to alpha Jeon , a dear friend by all means and he knew that Jungkook would grant him permission as he always did . But still it was never a certainty. The council members had the final say and many of them held a grudge when he refused to marry Jungkook's sister last spring. That had been a no brainer for him. Junghee was beautiful but also like a sister to him, besides being incredibly intelligent. He didn't need a wife like that. And that was why he had picked, Jiah.

Sighing, Namjoon glanced back at the campsite where the women were gathered, sitting in small groups and laughing around a blazing fire while a few alphas hung about roasting meat and passing out moats of wine around . His eyes fell on his wife, timid and shy , sitting away from the rest and regret churned. He had been impulsive. She was ill suited to be his wife , and the last three months had been a bitter wake up call. Namjoon was well read, eloquent and bold. His wife was barely illiterate, with a stutter and shifty eyes that never met anyone's gaze head on.

He had chosen her because she had seemed docile and pliant and while she was definitely that, she was also ....at the risk of sounding rude and unkind, very very boring.

A simpleton. She seemed to know nothing about anything, content to disappear into the shadows, to hide and hang back and practically become one with the upholstery when he asked her to sit next to him.

It had been three months and they had barely spoken beyond a dozen words. It was awkward and stilted and just plain uncomfortable, sleeping with her. Sex was supposed to fun and passionate and filled with excitement and desire but with her , it was a chore he couldn't wait to cross off his list.

Leaning back against one of the poles holding up the makeshift tent, he watched her as she scooted away from one of the older omegas in the Jeon clan, the lady looking startled at the reaction. He shook his head in despair. He hadn't even wanted to bring her along but his mother had insisted. Something about her being young and innocent, too shy to stay behind with strangers for two whole weeks while he traveled to the Jeon's .

How was he supposed to explain that they were strangers as well ? That despite the label of mates, despite the fact that he had been the one to choose her, he felt nothing for her? Not even the idle curiosity one felt for strangers?

It was partly her demeanour, but mostly her appearance. She wasn't well groomed and it always made him frown. He had hoped that she would at least keep herself presentable, maybe hire the weavers to make her a few new tunics .

Something colorful and patterned like the ones the other omegas wore during festivities. The Kim clan had a lucrative fabric trade with the Min pack , and Yoongi and Hoseok always kept the most luxurious and vibrant silks and fabrics for him.

Jiah had shown a brief and fleeting interest in the luxurious threads, when his mother had brought her along to the tailor to get her wedding trousseau done....but the moment the young beta had asked her questions about her likes and dislikes, she had recoiled and went back into her shell. Namjoon had watched the whole scene, annoyance growing with every passing second. He wanted her to be pliant but also independent. Low maintenance . But apparently he would have to hold her hand through everything.

And that's when he'd begun to actively distance himself from his wife. He didn't have the time nor inclination to help her navigate her new life. He was busy, what with autumn coming to an end and the first chills of winter already beginning to permeate the air. The betas and alphas in the pack were already occupied with hunting enough meat to last them the winter, the women busy with curing the meat with spices and salt.....

He should have left her behind with them.

" A coin for your thoughts, Alpha Kim?"

Kim Jisoo came to stand by him, her scent of floral dust and vanilla cloyingly sweet on his senses. She had helped him with many a rut and he had always nurtured a sweet spot for the omega who was well versed in many languages. She was also one of the courtesans they had brought along for the evening entertainment. Jisoo slipped her hands through his arm and he smiled, letting her brush close to his torso.

His gaze went to his wife, who was staring at him, eyes blank and lips parted softly. She looked a little upset.

Which was understandable but still annoying. They weren't in love or anything and he wasn't cheating on her. Jisoo was a friend. He was allowed to have those. Jiah had no right to look at him with suspicion or with entitlement. He didn't owe her all her time. He wondered if she would react if he were to confront her now. As it is , he let himself stare right at her, half wishing that she would talk back to him.

But the moment their eyes met, Jiah looked away, entire body shifting as though in embarassment. He frowned , but lightly patted the soft fingers curled on his arm. He turned to Jisoo with a smile, taking in the pretty elfin features. The perfectly curled hair , threaded with gold and jeweler pins fell in soft ropes around her face, her lips tinted red and her cheeks brushed rose. She looked enchanting and unreal and he felt his blood stir in arousal, the need to feel her under him suddenly overwhelming.

He glanced back at Jiah and she looked a little green , her face ashen. His eyes narrowed when she shifted and looked around in a mild panic. Oh God, what was it now?

Irritable, he gently pulled away from the beautiful omega next to him.

" Excuse me, dear. I need to check on my wife." He said apologetically and she frowned staring at where he was looking.

"What's wrong?" Jisoo asked sharply but he ignored her, already moving to his mate.

Which was just as well, because the moment he reached her, her eyes rolled back and she toppled right into his arms.

She had fainted .

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" I'm sorry we had to cut this short but I hope your mate feels better soon, hyung." Jungkook's voice was laced with genuine concern and Namjoon nodded, hugging the younger alpha tight.

Junghee looked just as sympathetic, next to him.

" She'll be fine . I tried to get her to stay but she's been panicking a lot and refuses to let any of the healers here examine her. I think she'll be more comfortable with your pack healer. " She said gently.

Namjoon nodded, glancing back at Jiah who sat side-saddle on one of the smaller ponies, her eyes wide and face still ashen. He had tried to tell her it would be okay , but she had insisted on going home. The stark terror on her face had unsettled him deeply. He didn't know why she was so scared of the Jeon healer? Could it be because he was a man? Whatever the reason she hadn't let him examine her and because he couldn't ask her to just forget about the whole thing ( he was still head alpha , he still had to set an example as a caring mate. ) Namjoon had been forced to arrange for their return back home.

He had left Seokjin and Taehyung behind to carry the talks on his behalf, and Jisoo stood a few dozen feet away looking annoyed as he gave her

an apologetic smile.

The journey back to the Main village would be a couple of days and he had packed enough food for the both of them.

As he turned back to mount his stallion, he caught a glimpse of her face as she stared at him.

She looked lost , apologetic and clearly upset.

And he wondered if he would have to spend the rest of his life reading her face, trying to figure her out.

He has no interest in either.

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The journey became incredibly tiring, especially when the skies opened up on them. Rain Lashed the ground , intent on soaking the earth and Namjoon watched her shiver, trembling as they all huddled beneath the shade of some trees, blankets wrapped tight around her thin torso. Why was she so thin? Why did she look at food like it was poisoned?

They were only a mile from home but had to stop, the deluge was far too strong for the animals to see ahead of them.

Namjoon himself sat next to an omega from the clan. He recognised her as one of the maids his mother had given to Jiah.

" Is your mistress doing well?" He asked gruffly and the omega startled, bowing twice in respect before answering.

"I...she ... She doesn't say much, alpha." The girl blushed under his gaze, looking away nervously and he frowned, glancing back at Jiah.

So it wasn't just him, then. She didn't trust anyone. He stared at her till she felt the heat of his gaze and looked up, eyes wide like a startled bird, like one of the starlings that nested in the wooden beams of his hut. She looked surprised, then terrified, eyes darting away at once and he tried not to growl in sheer frustration.

He wondered if it was because of his face.

Namjoon had no large feelings about his looks but he knew he was far from beautiful. ( A/N : A whole lie , I know but please bear with me for the story :*) it was one of the reasons he had wanted a plain looking bride. But perhaps his own chosen mate had , had dreams of marrying a very handsome man? Perhaps she had been infatuated with someone like that , from the clan?

It wasn't a far fetched idea. But still, she had been free to refuse his proposal. When he had first met the clan's watchkeeper, old man Gong in the humble hut on the outer borders of the pack land, he had made it clear that it wasn't some kind of order. She was free to refuse.

But she hadn't.

She had merely bowed and agreed and promptly appeared with a satchel full of her things and followed him back to his own home.

So why did she continue to act like she was here against her will?

It irked him no end.

As the skies cleared, they began their trek again and Namjoon pushed thoughts of her out of his mind. He had to plan for the winter, make sure there was enough food and also make sure they had enough herbs and liniments and oils in the apothecary. Mind drifting off to the countless things he was responsible for, Namjoon forgot all about his awkward mate and the reason they were going back home in the first place.

Which is why, when they reached home and he took his bath, cleaning himself up and finally settling down to some delicious food from the kitchens , his mother's words made him drop the chopsticks in shock.

" She is with child."

Namjoon stared at his mother in complete shock.

Fuck.

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Authors Note : I had this idea and just had to write it. Hope you guys enjoyed it.

[damnonew]

SHINee Fic Master List

great big giant disclaimer that i’ve been writing in this fandom for a very long time and some of these fics are absolutely terrible.  I’ve added a year published line to make it easier to spot the terrible ones :D  All fics are complete unless otherwise stated I’ve used AO3 rating scale for standardization.  Anything writing after 2017 or so can be found on AO3, prior to that is only published on AFF (there is a rouge LJ account that has some as well but we don’t talk about that) These are posted in order of year published, not pairing

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Chaptered: 

Love is So Nice  Pairing: Jinki/Jonghyun Rating: E Length: 117,923 Year Published: 2021-2023

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Iron Caste Pairing: Jinki/Gwiboon Rating: T (one E scene) Length: 67,834 Year Published: 2019

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Natural Instincts  Pairing: Jinki/Jonghyun Rating: E Length: 53,737 Year Published: 2012-2015

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With Time Pairing: Jinki/Gwiboon Rating: T  Length: 9031 Year Published: 2015 Status: Incomplete/abandoned 

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Onhohoho Pairing: Jinki/Minho Rating: T (with optional E scene) Length: 44,456 Year Published: 2012-2013

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Onhohoho: Minho (Minho POV Companion Piece) Pairing: Jinki/Minho Rating: T (with optional E scene) Length: 4818 Year Published: 2012

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One Shot: 

A Kiss Would Be Nice Pairing: Jinki/Junghee Rating: T Length: 1654 Year Published: 2019

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Four Eyes  Pairing: Jinki/Jonghyun Rating: T Length: 2695 Year Published: 2018

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so are you really the voice actor for the penguin or are you just randomly talented at imitating cartoons? Pairing: Jinki/Minho Rating: T Length: 1572 Year Published: 2017

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Cute Creepy Pairing: Jinki/Jonghyun Rating: T Length: 3266 Year Published: 2015

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The Single Files  Pairing: Jinki/Kibum Rating: T Length: 1483 Year Published: 2015

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Dazed Pairing: Minho/Kibum Rating: E Length: 983 Year Published: 2015

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Rebound Pairing: Jinki/Eunsook Rating: E Length: 4032 Year Published: 2015

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Infatuation Pairing: Jonghyun/Iron Rating: T Length: 1392 Year Published: 2015

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Cotton Puffs Pairing: Jinki/Jonghyun Rating: G Length: 1616 Year Published: 2014

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Bite Me, Oppa Pairing: Jonghyun/Taemin Rating: T Length: 618 Year Published: 2014

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Saturday Mornings Pairing: Jinki/Jonghyun Rating: G Length: 1015 Year Published: 2013

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Erroneous Rumors and Inebriated Confessions Pairing: Minho/Kibum Rating: M Length: 1019 Year Published: 2013

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Opposites Pairing: Jinki/Minho Rating: T Length: 840 Year Published: 2013

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Vicodin, Jell-O and Dust Bunnies Pairing: Jinki/Jonghyun Rating: T Length: 4159 Year Published: 2012

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To Feel Better Pairing: Jinki/Kibum Rating: T Length: 1170 Year Published: 2012

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Strong on the Surface, Not All the Way Through Pairing: Kibum Centric Rating: T Length: 300 Year Published: 2012

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I’ll Take Care of You Pairing: Jinki/Kibum Rating: E Length: 8771 Year Published: 2012

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Stress Pairing: Jinki/Kibum Rating: T Length: 759 Year Published: 2012

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Rear Window Pairing: Jonghyun/Kibum Rating: T Length: 461 Year Published: 2012

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Not Enough Pairing: Minho Centric Rating: E Length: 468 Year Published: 2012

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Sweet Nothings Pairing: Jinki/Joon(MBLAQ) Rating: T Length: 1638 Year Published: 2012

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Afternoon Naps Pairing: Jinki/Taemin Rating: G Length: 475 Year Published: 2012

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Events/Prompts:

Jinki and His Babies Pairing: Jinki/Minho Rating: T Length: 1683 Year Published: 2021 Prompt: You’re the RA and you’re trying to bust me for having hermit crabs

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Smitten Kittens Pairing: Taemin/Jonghyun Rating: T Length: 6215 Year Published: 2020 Prompt: Written for Winter of SHINee event

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Did you try turning off and turning it back on again? Pairing: Jinki/Jonghyun Rating: T Length: 1932 Year Published: 2019 Prompt: Written for A Very SHINee Halloween event

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La Petite Mort Pairing: Jinki/Minho Rating: M Length: 2031 Year Published: 2015 Prompt: Written for a tumblr fic exchange

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Three Chapters of Eternity  Pairing: Jonghyun/Taemin Rating: T Length: 2377 Year Published: 2015 Prompt: Written for a tumblr fic exchange

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Chasing After Tinsel  Pairing: Jinki/Jonghyun Rating: T Length: 5589 Year Published: 2014 Prompt: Written for SHINee Shorts 

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Baby Steps Pairing: Jinki/Jonghyun Rating: T Length: 3936 Year Published: 2013 Prompt: Written for SHINee Shorts & Jongyu Duets

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Other  There is a wide assortment of prompt fills and drabbles that only ever got published on tumblr.  hunt them down if you so desire.

[taejeonie]

to you #2

“taehee, we need you to do something”

she was in the middle of helping their producers compose ‘punch’

so when they told her she had to do something

the thought of wanting to go home rushed to her head

my baby just wanted to rest gdi :((

but she gets up and follows them anyways

“go inside and play the video on the camera. then give your thoughts about it and make the same thing about jungwoo.”

“about jungwoo oppa?”

“you’ll know once you play the video.”

the video starts recording when she gets in

but she just....stands by the door for a few moments

“ooo i can feel the tension”

“is it this one? i’ll play it now.”

she sits down and as soon as haechan’s face shows on the screen

she smiles

“ahh i think i know where this is going”

she presses play

“wait i’m nervous hahahaha (´ω`)” - taehee, 20

“noona...”

cue nervous squealing and all the squirming

bc taehee’s not good in situations like this

like if it’s too serious she can’t help but make a sound or do something to lighten it up

but she feels like she won’t get in the moment

if she kept on thinking of it as awkward

hence the talking

this is one of those times she wants to treasure

bc they usually don’t go deep like this

so in her head she’s like

‘okay i’ll shut up now’

“i know i tell you that i love you a lot,,,to the point where it seems like i don’t mean it but,,,i really do.”

she smirks a bit bc she’s like, “yeah, right” but she can still sense the sincerity behind his words

hyuck’s really different when he’s serious so she holds back her comments

“you work very hard for us, for czennies, and you never show us that you’re tired. you have fun with us, but at the same time you try to help us improve in a leader-like manner.”

“tough love,” he says in english

“tough love,” she repeats with a smile

“honestly, at first when you felt.....”

he makes gestures with his hands he’s not really supposed to say

“....down, i didn’t know what to do. i’m sorry for that,,,i’m learning to becoming a better dongsaeng.”

“but even if it’s not with me, at least you can find more comfort in the older hyungs.”

taehee gets a little teary eyed bc :(((

her favorite baby cares so much about her

she knows hyuck wants her to open up to him bc he’s worried

and taehee doesn’t want that :(( so she tries :((

but sometimes it’s hard to open up to people bc the thought of making your feelings a burden to them overpowers you

overthinking sucks

“stop being hard headed at times, noona. listen to the hyungs, alright?”

taehee laughs

“and me too, okay?”

she continues to smile lovingly at the screen as hyuck goes back to being serious again

“please know that,,,we wouldn’t have it any other way. i’m greatful that you’re part of this team and i’m sure the others feel this way too.”

he smiles sadly at the camera

“we rely too much on you so i think it’s time that you should rely on us....”

“ah haechann,” taehee looks away

“we’ve been friends for a long time, we were younger back then. we went through a lot during our trainee days, but we went through it together and learned a lot of things about each other. we’re closer now so i think that’s good.....”

she sniffles and adjusts in her seat

but then scoffs after realizing what he said

“he thinks?”

but she diverts her attention back to him when he tells her to listen, “noona, i’m thankful that you always put us before yourself but,,”

“it’s okay to let loose sometimes,” he says slowly, “we’ll be there to catch you when you fall, don’t worry.”

she gets flustered and tries to hold back her smile so she covers her mouth

“you’re awkward about this, aren’t you?”

“ahh he got me”

“it’s okay. i’ll end it now,”

“please trust us more,,,but take your time”

“let’s live a healthy life and grow old together,” he smiles as he gets up

he looks into the camera before ending the video

“i love youuuuuu <3”

hyuck’s so sweet

he made taehee’s heart melt (´ω`)

she puts the camera back on the tripod and sighs

but like a good sigh

like uhhh ‘never-knew-you-had-it-in-you-you-surprised-me’ kind of sigh

“ahh haechan....lee donghyuck....wahh.”

it was silent as taehee kept fidgeting in her seat

she’s trying to come up with words let her be ;<<

“haechanie and i never went,,,,this deep. so it’s a good,,opportunity? i guess. i’m thankful.”

“i’ll treasure your words forever, haechanie. i’ll treat you to beef sometime.”

she laughs before taking a deep breath and starting her video

for jungwoo

her eyebrows furrow cutely and she puffs her cheeks out before saying

“oppa....”

jungwoo: ah cute

junghee we love our soft babies

“wait, hold on,,,,”

she laughs a bit, making jungwoo smile

“uhh,,,when you...when i first saw you perform, i was so amazed. i heard from the others that you cried even at rehearsal,” they both laugh

“but then you were completely different when the performance really started, so it wasn’t like you were nervous at all....”

“you work very hard,,you’re the positive energy that keeps the group going.”

“you really are unique and that alone contributes so much to our group, yet you give more than that. you give your all whenever we encounter challenges so there are times that we forget to ask how you’re doing,,and i’m sorry for that.”

“seeing that you got better after your rest made me happy as well. and the other members feel the same way,,,and because of that i realized you are the biggest energy. i admire that about you.”

“we can’t go on without you,,”

“you are strong. please remember that.”

she makes jungwoo smile

“to be honest, i wasn’t that much of a help to you, i’m sorry...mmmmm”

“that’s okay,” jungwoo whispers

“promise me that from now on,,we’ll rely on each other. walk through our troubles together, help each other improve. ride out our joys and dreams, together. until we both reach the top.”

“ahhh, jeon taehee word master, as expected.”

“we joke around a lot so i tried to make use of this opportunity the best i can,,,you’re a great friend, teammate, and brother. let’s be happy together for a long time,”

she raises her fists as if saying “fighting!”

he raises it from the other side of the screen, chuckles

“i love youuu,,,mwah”

the video ends

“jeon taehee,,,has a way with her words. she made my heart flutter,” her shyness in the video came to his mind and he laughed

“taehee, don’t worry. i understand,” jungwoo was referring to her apology earlier

he, and the other members, out of all people should understand what she’s going through

“ahhh, she’s so cute. we do joke around a lot, but let’s try to have a stronger chemistry, shall we? i love you too,”

he smiles, before pressing record

[quagmireisadora]

[Junghee / Minho] Draw a Blank

난 깨달았어

The wedding was a quiet affair. Both their families brought presents, gave their blessings and ate their meals. They smiled for the cameras, smiled for one another, smiled for themselves because what else is one supposed to feel on their wedding day? What other emotion is there to sustain if not a long and constant joy, of be surrounded by their closest relatives and the people they love.

The people they love... Did Junghee really love Minho, she wondered later that night as she showered to clean out the confetti and hair product. She supposed, as she lathered her hands and scrubbed the make-up off her face, that she did feel warm inside when Minho smiled at her or made silly jokes or gave in to her tantrums. She supposed she adored how much they had in common even though they were two different people. She supposed she enjoyed seeing him blush when she complimented his attempts at cooking, or curled into his lap while they watched movies in the living room. She supposed she liked those moments.

Of course, they fought plenty. They fought when Minho got too clingy, too demanding. They fought when he thought Junghee’s clothes were too revealing or her mannerisms with other men were too flirtatious. They fought when he didn’t pay attention or when he grew sullen at her disagreements or when he worked overly long hours at the office when Junghee went out of her way to plan romantic dates for them. They fought, like any other couple. They had doubts, they had arguments, they made mistakes. They were nowhere close to perfect or ideal.

But Junghee asked herself, as she wrapped a towel around her head and stepped out of the steaming bathroom, what is an ideal relationship? Is it not one where they love each other despite their squabbles? Is it not one where love exists in its entirety, and not in sudden bursts that dissipate when the two of them part ways? Is an ideal relationship not one where a separation would still not be enough to erase how much they loved each other?

She hummed low, agreeing with herself.

난 깨달았어

Minho looked up from his phone when she came into sight, and his face lit up when their eyes met. “Hi~” he said in a weird giddy way. 

Junghee snorted and walked over, sitting down next to him on the long couch. “What’s made you so happy, Mr. Choi?” she put an arm around his shoulders and searched for something to watch on TV. He followed her every movement, every breath like she was delivering a sermon and he was blessed to be there. He was devoted, she knew. He would never cheat on her, he would never leave her for another woman. She knew this with more certainty that most anything else in her life. That’s why she’d agree to marry him in the first place.

“Hmm... you, Mrs. Kim,” he answered, then giggled at his own joke like he’d been clever and hilarious. 

Junghee made a ridiculed sound but pulled him in to kiss his forehead. “My pretty baby,” she cooed, continuing to shower her affection all over his face until he laughed and tried to move away from her. He was sweet, she thought. He liked attention and he liked being held and cared for--something he often voiced a need for when he was drunk beyond rational behavior. She liked that he depended on her for that, even if she couldn’t give him much else besides. There were inadequacies in her, she would admit this readily. There were things she did that made her less than perfect, less than what Minho deserved. But he had chosen her, it blew her mind then as it did now, that he had chosen to spend his life with her. Like her inadequacies meant nothing to him.

As they watched the film, he slowly drooped to lay his head on her lap. She played with his hair and studied him watching the screen with rapt attention. He was handsome; she had not thought of him as anything else ever since the first time they met. He’d had glasses then, and wore braces on his lower jaw. His hair was always long and shaggy and his words were touched by a strong lisp. That was seven years ago, and Minho was very different now. He was older, more mature. The glasses were gone, the braces were gone. Even the hair was always clipped short these days. But he was handsome from the start, in her eyes. He was adorable and kind and handsome regardless of what he looked like. 

난 깨달았어

“What’s made you so happy, Mrs. Kim?” he repeated her question to her as she smiled while doing the dishes.

When she looked up to find him eating a banana and still flashing her that wobbly, silly grin, she splashed a little water on him. “You, Mr. Choi,” she answered in turn, like the words had been waiting to come between them. Like that would always remain her answer no matter what they went through, within the relationship and outside it. That was the answer in her mind and then on her tongue. And when he beamed at that, Junghee felt an unrivaled warmth in her chest.

[justmochi]

― ECLIPSE

Type┊1st Full Album

Concept┊Pop, R&B, Ballad

Release Date┊August 2, 2019

Info┊Koko comes out with her first full album after 3 single albums, 2 mini albums, and 1 collaboration!

― TRACKLIST

Intro

Into You

REM

정희 (Junghee)

Sugar

I Have Questions

자기 (Darling)

You Don’t know

So Long!

Outro

Title Track┊Into You

― TRACK ONE┊INTRO

A short track combined with soft soothing adlibs from Koko. She describes it as a transition into her fantasy world where everything is perfect and everyone is happy.

― TRACK TWO┊INTO YOU

About being attracted to someone but not being able to take any chances due to being in the public eye.

― TRACK THREE┊REM

Koko talks about how she does not want to wake up from a dream in which she fell in love with someone. REM also stands for Rapid Eye Movement, which is a stage of the sleeping cycle where most dreams occur.

― TRACK FOUR┊정희 (JUNGHEE)

Koko wrote this song about when she was placed in foster care, watching all the kids around her being taken to loving homes. Then a special someone picks her up (Junghee, her adoptive mother) and she talks about all the memories they’ve shared together and how her life changed because of Junghee.

― TRACK FIVE┊SUGAR

Comparing kisses to sugar and how sweet they taste

― TRACK SIX┊I HAVE QUESTIONS

Koko confronts her past lover for the harm they’ve done to her. She wonders if it was her doing as to why the relationship ending and if they miss her.

― TRACK SEVEN┊자기 (DARLING)

About a boy that is able to give Koko true love that seems almost non-existent in its sheer beauty.

― TRACK EIGHT┊YOU DON’T KNOW

People will make their assumptions about Koko, but no one will truly know the real her. She will not be able to satisfy everyone to meet their expectations.

― TRACK NINE┊SO LONG!

A badass song leaving her past behind and moving on because she does not want to be defined by it.

― TRACK TEN┊OUTRO

A 3-minute track of harmonies and adlibs that fade out into silence. It gives off a stellar vibe and closes Koko’s first full album.

― LOOKS

[jinkisbelly]

"could you please tell me one happy, or sad, or cute, or angsty thing/fact about your au?" Stealing this question from anon for sun and moon, skyrim, and fated au.

These are more difficult for aus that I’m writing chaptered fics for hnng but 

Sun and Moon: 

Sad - There are gatherings on each Solstice throughout the year where all the Gods are more or less required to go. It’s one of these that Jongyu officially meet and they’re intrigued. Except now, an eclipse doesn’t always happen on a Solstice, so Jonghyun and Jinki must attend, knowing the other is there, seeing them even, and knowing they cannot touch. It’s difficult for them to talk to each other in person for the desire to touch, even to just hold the other’s hand or brush a strand of hair from their face, would cause both of them pain, so they avoid the temptation by not speaking. 

Happy - One of their favorite things to do, is to dance. One hand clasped together, the other on their lower backs. Jinki’s nose is usually in Jonghyun’s hair, eyes closed as he sways. They’ve danced around the entire middle of Jonghyun’s sphere, using the constellations mapped out on the floor as an unofficial track of sorts. 

Cute -  They both have a small picture that Minho had sketched for them one afternoon that they keep on them almost all the time. Jinki’s is one where Jonghyun is kissing his cheek, while Jonghyun’s is the opposite. When waiting gets really hard and they miss each other so much it hurts, they’ll bring it out and touch the other’s face in the sketch with their thumb very softly, longing. Jonghyun asked Minho to do it for them one day when he realized he didn’t own a photo of Jinki and he wanted to remedy that.

Angst - Jinki and Kibum used to be lovers for a few hundred years. Kibum’s the God of Light, so he lives in the bottom half of the Sun Sphere, and spends a lot of time with Jinki. Jinki knows he must tell Jonghyun about his past with him, and he waits until he can tell him in person because he believes he deserves that. Jonghyun doesn’t take it all that well at first, because, well, if Jinki wanted to, he could be with Kibum any time, for how long, he wanted. There weren’t any restrictions for them and a part of him is afraid Jinki will tire of him and all this waiting and go back.

Fated:

Sad - Junghee’s mother died protecting her from a werewolf attack. Her mother tried to persuade her father that traveling through that part of the Northern Mountains was not a good idea, but his advisors, Kibum’s father, held more sway to his decision and they went. When the small group split up to make camp (get firewood, fish and things for food etc) the nearby family of werewolves attacked. Her mother traded herself, the wife of the Leader of the Hunters, for Junghee to be kept safe. Junghee’s last memory of her mother is being told she was loved and beautiful and then watching her being led over the hill. Her father found her in the middle of the ransacked camp, sobbing.

Happy - Jinki is a pediatrician. He loves working with kids. They have such a sweet, innocent look on life and it really helps the dark feelings he has about himself. The kids he looks after, even with the problems some of them have, look at life with such a bright outlook, and it gives him light. He keeps every drawing ever given to him by a patient. Some are hanging in his office and others are put in a scrapbook in his house. Precious gifts to him you see. 

Cute -  Jinki has a lot of scars along his body and during the day his dress shirt and lab coat cover them so no one really asks questions. Junghee will run her fingers over his arms, and over his shoulder blades, very soft that the touch is almost fleeting. She kisses the ones she made herself that night she fought him and he usually with gather her off her knees to kiss her as he leads her to sit in his lap with a smile.

Angst - It’s very hard for them to find time to be together, that when they do emotions are high and arguments are more prone to happen. It doesn’t help at all that Jinki is supposed to be dead, deemed so by Junghee’s Father and the Hunting Clan. Her going to visit him could very well mean him being located and hunted by more than just her. 

Skyrim:

Angst - Winterhold for Jinki is a very dark place. Going into town he’s reminded of his Daughter and of the night he lost her. Her killer was her grandfather, who happens to be the Captain of the Winterhold Guard. Winterhold already distrusts the College and by being the Archmage they distrusted him imparticular, but not much is known about the night the little girl was murdered, other than the gut wretching sob they heard when Jinki ran into the general store where his past lover and daughter lived. He doesn’t go into that store, hasn’t since it happened, until the dragon attacked when he was in town with Jonghyun and he went in to get him, to let him know he was okay and it was safe to come out. 

Cute - Jonghyun read a book at the college on Alchemy and learned what flowers went into the potions Jinki used the most, and when he runs into Windhelm to get a few things he buys as many as are being sold in the city. He deposits the basket by his feet and Jinki’s all charmed. He puts one behind Jonghyun’s ear. “What did you call them? Delicate and pretty? Yeah, that fits you.” 

Happy - Their favorite time of day is morning, when they’ve just woken up and are still in bed. Jinki will come closer, tugging Jonghyun closer with an arm around his waist, and chuckle into his skin, kissing his neck and shoulders. Jinki fresh from sleep with his deep, slow voice, and easy smile could get Jonghyun to do just about anything

Sad - To not give too much away (I probably have already but whatever) I’ll just say that Jonghyun’s mother does not like or approve of Jinki. 

[0nho]

It was in asks but I guess I should have submitted it now. I avoided the angst in the actual fic I alluded to it but didn’t go into much detail and I wanted to talk to you about the emotional response because as a person Minho defo puts others feelings before his own so he’d try and downplay it but he has the worst pain tolerance too and these two traits are completely conflicting

So Minho just wakes up and he just doesn’t feel good, he feels it in his soul that something is just wrong not Minho has always worried a lot and he just keeps it to himself so instead of mentioning it to junghee he kind of suppresses it until he finds himself in bathroom in excruciating pain in his stomach and the worst pelvic pain ever and when he’s call junghee the pain has left him so winded he can’t even talk and he just says please come home

When junghee comes home she finds Minho curled up the bath tub just trembling and completely pale and they rush him to hospital and he’s like completely numb there’s no tears and he doesn’t even say much. Then doctor comes and tells them and he’s had an incomplete miscarriage and they’ll probably not to remove the remaining tissue and Minho is devastated but his first worry isn’t even himself it’s Junghee. His alpha is sensitive and she takes it really hard, Minho just scoops her into his arms

They perform the procedure and Minho actually feels like they’ve scooped out his insides and he’s in so much pain he can’t tell what’s emotional and what’s wrong physical. And they give him strong pain meds but he still finds it odd to walk around and he just wants to cuddle with junghee. Minho never cries in front of junghee he cries in the shower or when she leaves for the night because he can’t do it to her, he cannot add to her pain more than he has.

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that is a good point about minho not wanting to worry others and keep it to himself, as it’s a thing he’s been vocal about in more recent years, so unless someone wants so create a character with nothing but name alike, it seems foolish to completely throw it aside while developing a character for an au.

but also minho has breaking points and I think that’s something to be considered in a character, especially considering the trauma. (think it’s something too often ignored irl of minho and that’s why he even cried talking about it on camera. that the fandom culture doesn’t allow him that room to be as vulnerable as the other members on camera)

it sounds like minho would be leading up to a breaking point in front of junghee. something that could start as a minor thing that isn’t a big deal usually, that blows up. maybe he has considered how he would go about telling junghee he needs help, gone over it a 100 times, but never says anything because it never feels the right time. so it comes out unexpected.

as for taking traits from irl minho, he likes being doted on, as members have pointed out, and has been visible on camera, he doesn’t like worrying others but will sometimes find a way to address it; like the famous bunk incident with jinki, where it was kind of a minor thing, but it bothered him enough after a period of time it kept happening to tell jinki, who thought he did something really bad but laughed when he found it so minor.

so as far as this au, maybe minho wants to be held more and told sweet things and assurance but wants to come naturally, but junghee has been in her own heads space also mourning and being comforted by minho she doesn’t take much time to think he could be just as hurt or worse because she keeps herself busy too. she could also find it odd minho’s lack of emotions. (minho irl is pretty emotional even if it’s not the typical type of “oh this person is emotional cause they cry a lot lol”) and with all her tears, she wonders why minho doesn’t cry too.

that could be a breaking point for him and he openly mourns the loss and takes a moment to be selfish and sad for himself and junghee be the one to hold him this time and let him be a sad and hurting omega without judgments.

okay, sorry, that’s my (more than) 2 cents. it seemed you were asking my thoughts on what could be done with this, so I rambled out some ideas. it’s a good idea, especially the sort of “gender roles” reversal being used, I love that. but yeah, obviously lol I like the idea of what this could bring out in a fic. 

[0613magazine]

140122 Haru*Hana Vol.22

Twitter Q&A

[Individual member Q&A] [Rap Monster: No secrets] To Rap Monster Q: Why is Rap Mon the leader? I really like Rap Mon. Rap Monster: I am the first member of Bangtan Boys. We had several member changes during the trainee period. The current members were fixed when we debut. Afterall, we are a hip hop group and it was formed around me, who is a rapper. So that was how I naturally became the leader. [V: I’m not 4D] To V Q: There’s a video where V suddenly started dancing by himself on the street at night. Why were you dancing alone? V: When we first came to Japan, we finished an interview and there was some time left. I wasn’t hungry yet and the interview shooting was a bit noisy. The temperature outside was just right so I went outside. Even though there’s pedestrians around, they can watch if they wanted to. I jumped around to kill time. [Jimin: I like my own eyes.] To Jimin Q: Jimin always wear sleeveless shirts. Are you the most confident in your arms? Or is it your abs? （^ v ^） Jimin: I’m not wearing sleeveless shirts because I’m confident in my arms. I never thought I would have to wear that even in the winter… (laughs). My favorite part of my body is my eyes. I like the type of eyes that look a bit puffy. (V: Even if you’re confident in your abs, wearing shirts that bear your midriff is too much….) [J-Hope: In fact I am quite attentive.] To J-Hope Q: During self-introductions, J-Hope always says “hope, hope.” What’s the thing you hope for the most right now? J-Hope: First is for Bangtan Boys to be a big success. After that is for me to continue to grow to become the best artist. Also, to work hard and study Japanese. In Japan I need to be able to introduce myself to everyone. Full of hope! (laughs) [Jin: Pajamas are a necessity] To Jin Q: What kind of singer does Jin want to become? Jin: I like a British singer called Daley. Listening to his soft singing technique and sweet voice makes one feel very calm. It’ll be great if I can also become a singer like that. [Suga: My personality is exactly the same as my dad’s.] To Suga Q: Suga oppa said before that he steals Jungkook’s underwear. Was it successful at other times? Suga: It seemed like Jungkook became very careful after that so it wasn’t successful. Well, I also don’t steal Jungkook’s underwear everyday (laughs). I only borrow when I don’t have anymore to wear. I bought a few pairs now so I’m all set. [Jungkook: A manly Busan child] To Jungkook Q: Why does Jungkook always pierce his right ear? Jungkook: There’s no reason. Even though I have piercings on both ears, my ears got hurt when I was training. That’s why I didn’t get anymore piercings there but I also hurt my right ear practicing this time. So I’m pretty much not wearing any on both ears (laugh). (Jin: I also only wear on my left ear. It’s because in the movies I watched when I was younger, all of the actors I liked only wore earrings on one side… I always thought when I was younger that I will only wear it on one side.) [Music & Activities] Q: Please let us know of the female artists you like!! Rap Monster: Younha. I heard that she is also active in Japan. I’m truly her fan. She’s currently a radio DJ in Korea and I really want to be on it in the future. J-Hope: I recently saw Lim Junghee’s stage presence. Although she’s a big sunbae, I would like to work with her in the future.

Which song of yours do you like?

Rap Monster: So hard…. ah, the hidden track ‘Road/Path’ in 2 Cool 4 Skool. The reason is as long as you’re listening to it, you’ll still be in a good mood. J-Hope: I like Paldo Gangsan since it’s in satoori. This song can show nicely the color of Bangtan Boys in which 5 members grew up elsewhere. Jin: I like 'I Like It’ the best. Suga: I also like 'I Like It.’ It’s a song I easily wrote without any twists and turns so I’m very satisfied with it. Besides, fans also like this song. V: Attack on BTS. I like upbeat songs so this song really suits me. Jungkook: I personally like 'We On.’ (starts singing)

Q: There must have been many hardships during the trainee period. How did you get through this period of time? ^^ Rap Monster: If I really wanted to change up my mood, I would write songs, eat delicious food.. there’s actually a lot of ways. When it felt difficult, I usually went out on my own. I would go to Hangang or the park, places where there’s not a lot of people. I would walk around while listening to music. Lately I haven’t been able to go out much since I may get recognized. If I don’t manage myself well, there might…. just kidding (laugh). J-Hope: My hometown is elsewhere so when time got difficult, I thought about my parents who are far away. They have been supporting me from far away. As long as I think about wanting to see them, I would muster up the courage and continue on.

Q: It’s already been half a year since you debut. What has and has not changed in the past half a year? Rap Monster: Everything has changed. Before everyone was normal and I think everyone became handsome now. I always wore gym/athletic clothes everyday and it felt like I was a bad student (laugh). What hasn’t changed is what the dorm is like. It’s exactly the same as before. We always fight over things like who gets to shower first, or who borrowed someone else’s things, or that the dorm is too dirty… J-Hope: Exactly like how it was when we were trainees (laughs). What also hasn’t changed is how everyone is still gentle kids. There is mutual understanding between everyone hehehe. V: I got skinnier. What hasn’t changed is… eyes and personality? Jimin: V is definitely 4D for replying like that. Although a lot has changed here, don’t forget the original intention that we wanted to change for the better. Jungkook: Yes, don’t forget our early intentions.

Q: What’s the most surprising gift you’ve received from fans? （*^^*) Jungkook: I said it’d be great to have a massager and I really got one. Jin: I received a doghouse for my dog at home. It was too, too shocking. J-Hope: I received a super, super, super long letter. I felt touched because she probably really liked me. And it was during the trainee period. Jimin: I also received a big card where it was filled up with small words. I received very mindful gifts from the Japanese fans. And they were written in Korean; there were ocassionally mistakes, so cute. Thank you everyone. [Members] Q: Are there secrets that only the members know? ^—^? Rap Monster: Hmm.. I think it has already all been disclosed before. Like whether we have birthmarks on our butts? That I know.. no (laughs) since we shower together. J-Hope: We shower together daily (laugh). There’s only one bathroom so pretty much two people would shower together. Sometimes even three would shower together. There’s really no secrets. Q: If you’re a girl, which Bangtan member do you want to date? Jin & Jungkook: Myself. Suga: If I’m a girl, I would also want to choose myself (laughs). I’m not fond of playing and am not wordy, I’m relaxed when I do things… it’s very similar to my dad’s personality. Jimin: I choose Jungkook. He’s easily embarassed so it’s really cute. He also has a manly side to him. V: I choose J-Hope hyung. Although he’s not an interesting person, one will be in a good mood all thanks to his smile. Rap Monster: I choose J-Hope or Jimin. I don’t like the bad guy, bad girl thing. I think it’s better when you directly express your love. If I’m a girl, I will choose a guy that will wholeheartedly treat me well so those two would be my choice. J-Hope: I love you Rap Mon. I’ll also choose Rap Mon! He’s very manly. Also if I’m a girl, I would be mesmerized by his voice. He probably would write songs for me which would be great. Q: Looks like the relationship within BTS is very good. Do you fight? If you do, what’s the reason? Rap Monster: Things such as who ate the food someone else bought (laughs). Jin: It’s not really to the degree of fighting. Rap Monster: Who borrows clothes that someone just bought.. just little things like that. The borrowing of clothes problem happens occassionally. If someone says they really want to wear that piece of clothing, then we’ll still let him borrow it. Ah, but the clothes that we received as gifts from fans are definitely not lent out since they are exclusively the belongings of the members. Jungkook: I don’t have much social experience yet so when I want to joke around, I end up saying something I shouldn’t have. The hyungs would then lecture me. Q: V is known for being 4D. Tell us stories that make him really 4D! V: I do not think that (I’m 4D). Jimin: Even though he doesn’t know it himself, he really is 4D. I would watch it from the side and keep thinking 'why is he like this?’ V: It’s obviously a justifiable thing! Look, if you want to dance, then you can just dance outside. Why do people go to clubs to dance? Also singing.. if you want to sing, you can sing anywhere - in the dorms or in the practice room. Jimin: I won’t even call you 4D if it’s to that degree. I see you staring at something far away and then all of a sudden you scream out “Wahhhh~” V: That’s because I’m making a wish to the sky. Isn’t there scenes that like in dramas? I just simply wanted to imitate it. Q: To all members! If you can be another member for a day, who would it be? Jimin: Hmm… I still want to live in my own body (laughs). If I must choose, then J-Hope hyung. Sometimes hyung would have a serious look on his face. I want to know what he is thinking. I also want to be Rap Monster hyung. (Since he’s tall) I want to know what the air is like up there (laughs). V: Since I’m breathing air up there, it’s not too bad (laughs). I want to become Jimin. I want to let everyone see my abs during the 'No More Dream’ period. Jungkook: I want to be Rap Mon hyung since I want to have his useful knowledge. Jin: I want to be Jungkook. If I had one day, I want to become Jungkook who’s good at everything. J-Hope: I also want to become Jungkook. I’m concerned about what exactly Jungkook is thinking about. He’s a kid that would do out of the ordinary things. I also really want to know what it feels like to be the maknae. Q: If you had to go to a deserted island, which member would you bring with you? Please state the reason. Jin: I’ll bring Jungkook. First he’s strong and he usually carries around all of my necessities so he’s been a great help. Jungkook: I also choose Jin hyung. Hyung is a good cook and will put to good use the things I bring over. Rap Monster: I choose V because he’s loud so I won’t be lonely. J-Hope too because he’s very optimisic. It feels like he’s going to say to me, “There’s hopes of living!” (laughs) J-Hope: If I’m with Jimin, I think we’ll be able to make things smoothly. Suga: I also choose Jimin because he listens well to me (laughs). Besides he’s very vital so it feels like he’ll still live quite well even on a deserted island. V: Me too! Finding food to eat and giving me a massage… it feels like there’s a lot of things I can use Jimin for! Jimin: I absolutely will not go to a deserted island, absolutely (laugh). Q: Which member looks the worst when sleeping? Jimin: I think #1 is V. He sleeps on the top bunk and it looks like he’s going to fall down. He also sleep talks. J-Hope: It scared me so much, so terrifying. Jimin: He’s a kid that likes to act so even his dreams are like a mini drama. He would say things like “Oohh wah, no way~!” J-Hope: I sleep with my arms up, Jungkook sleeps with his legs crossed and Rap Monster also has his unique way of sleeping. Rap Monster: Yes, and I thought I would be #1. I also almost fell down from the top bunk before and I also snore.

[Lifestyle] Q: “Although I don’t look like it, I’m actually a ___ guy!!” Please fill in the blank. Jungkook: Since I’m the maknae I usually give a cute image but I’m actually a Busan guy so I also have a cool side (laughs). Jimin: Me too. I look like I’m well behaved but I’m actually very manly. Jin: Although I’m the oldest in the group, I’m actually the maknae at home. So I don’t look like it but I’m actually the maknae. I have an older brother. Suga: I’m not like how I look. I’m actually a very calm guy. I usually don’t like to talk and my moves are also very slow…. Rap Monster: For me, I don’t look like it but I’m actually a detailed guy. Even though I’m the king of destruction, I’m very detailed and picky when it comes to music and my hobbies. If I clean, I must clean until every corner is spotless and in the end it turns into a big clean-up. It’s because I’m A blood type. J-Hope: I also don’t look like it but I’m actually a detailed guy! I’m someone that thinks twice before I act. V: I… although I’m usually called 4D, I’m actually a healthy guy. Jimin: What does that mean? A normal guy? V: Yes, that’s what it means! Q: Everybody screams when they see Jimin’s abs. Do you exercise everyday to keep up with the abs? I want to lose weight, do you have any exercise recommendations for me? Jimin: Before I must do sit ups everyday but recently sleep is the priority. Lately I’ve been busy so I haven’t had time to go to the gym. If I have time then I would sort of exercise a bit in the dorms. My weightloss exercise recommendation is our dances (laughs). If you follow our dances, you’ll definitely be skinny. V: Especially 'We are Bulletproof 2’. It’s really effective. Sometimes after practicing it, I would get hungry. Q: Hello Bangtan Boys （^_^）. Everyone’s personality has so many colors. Do you have any exclusive preferences in terms of eating and fashion? Jin: I like to eat subtly/lightly. It’s not that I like to eat expensive food but rather food that suits my taste. But it seems like all of the food in the world suits my taste. Jungkook: I like salty and spicy food. For clothes I like red and black. I only have those two colors in my closet. Jin: If you open his closet, it’s like one side is all black and the other is all red. There really isn’t any other color besides these two (laughs). Jungkook: I also don’t understand why I like red so much but I also want to try different colors. It’s perhaps time for a change?! Q: Tell us about your clothes when you sleep! Jin: I must wear pajamas no matter where I am. I prepared summer and winter pajamas. Jungkook: I will choose loose clothings to sleep in. It’s usually short sleeves. I’ll take it off if it’s hot and if it’s cold, I’ll wear long sleeves and a hoodie. Suga: Although I like to sleep naked, I can’t since I live in the dorms. I wear a T-shirt and underwear. Rap Monster: I also wear gym shirts and underwear. It’s more comfortable that way. I actually want to take off my shirt but my stomach isn’t well so I can easily catch a cold. I also only wear gym clothes in the winter. It’s usually warmer in the house and the blanket is also thick. I like the feeling of the blanket touching my skin. J-Hope: I’m different every day. I’ll only wear my underwear when I’m really tired. Usually it’s T-shirt and mid-length pants. Jimin: Vest and pants. It’s the most comfortable pairing. V: I will consider it everyday when I sleep. Yesterday it was trousers and a white T-shirt. If I’m really tired and have no energy to think about it then I’ll just take it all off and sleep. Also, I sleep on the top bunk and sometimes it’s a pain to climb up and down. I usually sleep on Jimin’s bed, but Jimin…. Jimin: After taking a shower I see V sleeping on my bed and I go, “Get out!” Then V will go to Jungkook’s bed. Then if Jungkook comes over…. V: Jungkook will wake me up and say, “Hyung, there’s no where for me to sleep. Go up.” But I’ll wait until Jungkook falls alseep and I’ll go back to his bed and sleep beside him. He’ll get angry and say, “Ah~ hyung! Hurry go up and sleep!” I can only say, “Ok, ok, I know, I know” and then go back up to my own bed. Jimin: It’s like that every time…

JIMIN’S COMMITMENT

My aim is, frankly, to be the 1st! This has many meanings but, I want to get the 1st place in a music program and I also want to get a really important award at some awards ceremony.

JUNGKOOK’S COMMITMENT

“In 2014 I want to upgrade my vocal power!”

I really want to become a skilled person. I always practice every day but I think that I’m still lacking.

J-HOPE’S COMMITMENT

“Since we already got an award I want to work harder and show a better me.  Since we’ll also have activities in Japan look forward to them”.

I’m also learning Japanese, so I’m already putting thoughts on working hard for our Japanese activities.

V’S COMMITMENT

“In 2014 I want to upgrade my vocal power a lot and I want to impress a lot of people.” If I upgrade my vocal habilities I also think that BTS’s level will rise.

RAP MONSTER’S COMMITMENT

In 2014 I wrote about the songs I want to write and make. When it comes to songs, I want to make songs with R&B melody instead of ballads. Also, I don’t want to just rap, I also want to sing!

JIN’S COMMITMENT

“In 2014 I want to try getting muscles/abs”. I think it’ll be good to try it once. I thought that if I get them it’ll be good. Since I’m I can’t lie to my body…

SUGA’S COMMITMENT

“I hope this year I don’t get sick…”

Since I got sick and couldn’t do anything I was really sad. So I’ll be good if in 2014 all the members are healthy.

Scans cr: Chansol Kook Trans cr: yoogamin, bts-trans

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Junghee/Gwiboon ; whole ass husband ; pg

I just think if you find a woman crying on purpose in a public bathroom to embarrass her soon-to-be ex-husband then you should help her out

"Oh, you're so sweet," the woman says, putting a hand on her heart. She was busy pushing more tears out, angling her head to spread them more evenly over her cheeks, but the watery smile gives Gwiboon is genuine. "Yeah, I would like that. I'll stop by if I don't get kicked out. I'm Junghee."

If Gwiboon is estimating the time correctly, she has at least 10 minutes to go pee before her food is going to be delivered to her table. Easy. Easy peasy. Nothing to it. She leaves her jacket on the table so people will know that someone is sitting there and hopes it looks too shitty for someone to steal and heads off to the back of the little diner. 

She walks into the bathroom, glances over her short black hair in the mirror, glances over the other woman in front of the mirror having an absolute breakdown, and is halfway to one of the stalls before she stops and does a double-take.

Yeah, that's definitely another girl with mascara running dreadfully streaky down her cheeks, her chin, even down onto her neck and chest. One drip has even gone so far as to soak into the hem of her low-cut pink dress. Her chest, flushed red under her tan skin, rises and falls with heavy breaths and her fists are clenched on top of the counter so hard that her knuckles are white. Her cheeks are red too, the tip of her nose, her eyes absolutely overflowing with tears, and even as Gwiboon watches, her eyebrows furrow, angry, distraught, and another tear leaks down her cheek. Her dark brown curls are mussed and frizzy, tangled a little bit when she tries to run her fingers through them.

Forgetting that she has to pee, and forgetting that she has a limited amount of time before her lunch gets delivered to an empty table, Gwiboon turns around and walks towards the woman.

"Oh, sweetie, are you okay?" She asks, immediately entering mom mode. She reaches to push some of her hair out of her face gently, compelled to fix this however she can. "Do you want help? Do you want to talk about it?"

"Uh–wuh? Oh,” the girl says. She blinks, turning away from the mirror, and instantly all of her features soften. Her eyebrows relax, her nose unwrinkles, her mouth stops being all screwed up and wobbly and is just neutral, normal. "No, I'm fine," she says, and despite all evidence to the contrary 10 seconds ago, she really looks and sounds like she means it. She sniffles–Gwiboon winces at how extremely snotty it sounds–and flicks the rest of her hair out of her eyes. She points in a circle around her face. "This is on purpose," she says. "My whole entire ass husband is here cheating on me with another woman."

"Oof,” Gwiboon says instinctively. She scrunches her nose, shaking her head. Oof, owie, her heart.

"Yeah," the woman says, a scoff. “I've known for a while and I finally got real proof so now I'm here in my best hell hath no fury look to give him his divorce papers." And she smiles when she says it, a little smirk, a little shimmy of her shoulders, a little pop of her right foot, like she couldn't be happier that the day is finally here. Well. Good for her, Gwiboon guesses. 

"Good luck?" She says, unsure, and then, deciding that that was correct, nods her head. "Yeah. I'm going to pee." She gives herself a hard out of the conversation before she says something embarrassing and just heads to the stall, patting the woman on the shoulder before she goes.

She hopes, as she pees, that if she ever marries a dude and he has the nerve to cheat on her, she can make the confrontation at least half as dramatic as this girl is doing. It's inspiring, honestly.

"Hey," she says when she finishes peeing and comes out to find the woman still there. As she washes her hands, she says, "if you want to hang out and complain about him after, I'm at the table next to the fake tree in the corner." She's always down for complaining about men and helping a babe fix her makeup."I'm Gwiboon, by the way."

"Oh, you're so sweet," the woman says, putting a hand on her heart. She was busy pushing more tears out, angling her head to spread them more evenly over her cheeks, but the watery smile gives Gwiboon is genuine. "Yeah, I would like that. I'll stop by if I don't get kicked out. I'm Junghee."

"Nice to meet you, Junghee," Gwiboon smiles back. She turns to leave, then stops and reaches for Junghee again. Carefully, she takes one of her dress straps and pulls it down off of her shoulder far enough to be obvious but not far enough to be revealing. Just distressed and disheveled. 

Junghee looks down at it, then back up with a smirk. "Nice,” she says.

Gwiboon winks and turns to leave for real. 

Back at her table, her jacket hasn't been stolen and her food hasn't been served yet. Two wins, she thinks. And a third when, five minutes later, she hears a shrill, loud voice screaming obscenities in a different part of the restaurant. Soon it's accompanied by another voice, presumably Junghee's garbage awful soon-to-be ex-husband, and then another voice. Not loud or shrill, but still angry, forceful. Gwiboon sips her free water, very invested.

A few minutes later, just after her extra cheesy omelet arrives, so does Junghee. She has another woman with her; a few inches taller, curvy even in a turtleneck and baggy jeans, long straight black hair, a face that looks like it would be soft and round and quick to smile if it wasn't in such a severe expression.

"Hey Gwi," Junghee sighs as she deflates into the seat across from Gwiboon. She looks devastated and worn out in a genuine way, tired in her bones, but at the same time, like a weight has been lifted off of her shoulders and maybe even a little proud of herself. "This is Eunsook."

"Number 2," Eunsook says as she drops down next to Junghee. She crosses her arms, glaring down at the table. "Cannot fucking believe that shithead made me a mistress. Humiliating."

"Hey, it's okay," Junghee says. She hooks her arm around one of Eunsook's and rubs and cheek against her shoulder. Then she pulls back with a frown, because that wiped a lot of the black mascara still on her cheek into the light green fabric. "Sorry," she says. "But I'm friends with some of his work buds and they like me better than him so they're going to do a presentation all about how he's been cheating on me in front of everyone at the big meeting next week."

"Hell yeah." Gwiboon hands a makeup remover wipe, her compact mirror, and a thumbs-up across the table to Junghee.

"Oh, sweet, thanks." Junghee takes them and gets to work cleaning herself up. "Hey, do you mind if I tell two of my girlfriends they can join us in here?" She adds, looking at between the both of them. "They're outside in the car waiting to be my moral support or whatever."

"Sure, but you're the one that's going to have to explain to my waitress why this has gone from a one-person table to a 5-person table," Gwiboon says. Eunsook shrugs after, so Junghee grins and pulls out her phone.

"That's fine," she says. 

Junghee quickly sends a text, then leaves her phone face up on the table. She drums her fingers on the wood, pops her lips, and Gwiboon can hear one of her shoes tapping against the floor. Eunsook isn't moving at all, just glaring down at the table with her arms still crossed. After a minute, Junghee starts rifling through all of the little packets of jam at the end of their table. She pulls out a grape one, opens it up, and just sticks her finger in there. Sucking it off, she absentmindedly offers it to Eunsook.

Eunsook reaches for it, then hesitates, then shakes her head. Reaching over Junghee, she grabs a little packet of sugar and rips off the top. She upends the entire thing into her mouth, then crumbles up the wrapper in her fist, resting her chin in it as she works to swallow all of it down.

Gwiboon looks between both of them over her omelette, more amused than she probably should be. A scorned lover and the other woman. How dramatic. 

"How come people always say cheating on me with another person?" She asks as the thought comes to her. "How else would someone be cheating on you?" seems a little redundant to her, if she thinks about it.

"Who knows?" Junghee sighs. “Ooh–!” She sits up a little straighter and waves her hand big above her head; Gwiboon turns to look behind her and spots two other girls coming in the front door. Must be Junghee's friends. Junghee lets her arms fall heavy back down onto the table and starts poking around in her jelly packet again. "Can you buy me a smoothie?" She asks. "One of you?" She looks between Eunsook and Gwiboon, her eyes so big and round and gorgeous that Gwiboon doesn't even hesitate for a second to reply.

"Sure, honey," she says at the same time that Eunsook says, "yeah, okay."

They smile at each other across the table for a second. Gwiboon guesses that Eunsook isn't made of any sterner stuff than she is. She doesn't mind. She's sure that both of them agree that Junghee deserves it. 

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Rebel Rebel (Oneshot; Het!Minkey)

Uhhh this is just a oneshot, based on David Bowie’s “Rebel Rebel” where Gwiboon meets Minho at a bar. 

For @lockandminkey​ and @minhoinator​

Gwiboon isn’t sure what she expected. The club she’s arrived at -- listed as a ‘fun and casual place for 80s punk beginners’ -- is still a little frightening. She’d worn the wildest dress she owned, a well bleached overalls dress, but she still felt more than a little out of place looking around at everyone else. She wanders around for a while, checking out all the odd posters on the wall. Out of the corner of her eye, she spots a man sitting at the far end of the bar who also looks like too much of a goody two shoes to be there: he’s got a backpack on his lap and he’s the only person there with seemingly naturally colored hair. He’s by far the most approachable looking person out of everyone so she makes her way over to him. Most of the bar is filled, but there’s a seat on his left seemingly open.

“Is this stool taken?” she asks.

“No, it’s all yours.” he says back with a smile.

She quickly sits, somehow afraid he’ll change his mind, and looks over the drink menu.

“I like your hair.” the man says.

Gwiboon reaches up to her newly cropped hair. After having near waist-length hair for most of her life, she was still having trouble getting used to her new ‘boy cut’.

“Thanks my mom hates it. She says it make me look like a boy.”

“Is that what you were going for?”

“I don’t know. I just didn’t want to be a long haired princess anymore.”

“Well, boy or girl, it’s a cute look on you. Granted I haven’t seen you with princess hair, but from what I can imagine this looks much cuter.”

Gwiboon thanks him shyly, trying to hide her blush.

The man laughs. “What color is it? All these lights make it hard to tell. Well, that and my color blindness.”

“It’s mostly orange due to an unfortunate accident.”

“Accident as in you tried to dye it red and washed it out too quick in hot water or accident as in you tried to bleach it with hydrogen peroxide?”

“Uhhh both.”

He laughs again. “My friend has had every hair color under the sun and used every method imaginable to do it.”

“Can you see the color?” she asks.

“I could if we weren’t covered in blue lights. I’m Minho, by the way.”

“Nice to meet you, Minho. I’m...my name is Gwiboon.”

“Is Gwiboon your given name or the name you want me to call you?”

“It’s...it’s uhh...my given name.”

“Is that what you’d like to be called, or would you rather something else?”

No one had ever bothered to ask her if Gwiboon was what she wanted to be called before and the gesture takes her pleasantly by surprise.

“I...I uhh...would you call me Ki?”

“If that’s what you want me to call you. To be clear, you’re saying it Ki, like the thing that goes into locks, right?”

“Yeah...I know it sounds dumb I’m still trying to work on my name.”

“I don’t think it’s dumb. It sounds enough like your given name that you want to respond to it but also has a neutral feel to it. Simple, clean, recognizable.”

“That’s what I was hoping for.”

“Is this your first time out?”

“Yeah. Does it show?”

“Just a little. Are you old enough? I’ll buy you a drink if it’s ok.”

“Yeah, I’m 23 so that’s a thing we can do.”

Minho smiles and waves the bartender over. “I’ll have a whiskey neat and whatever my friend Ki here would like.”

Ki quickly tries to look through the drink menu again. She’s tries to think of what might be good to have but doesn’t have enough of an understanding of alcohol to really make a choice.

“Beginner with alcohol I take it?” Minho asks.

“Yeah, a bit. I’ve had beer once but that’s really it. Do you have something you’d recommend?”

“Do you like soda?”

“Yeah.”

“Ok, a whiskey neat for me and then a jack and coke for them.” Minho says, turning back to the bartender. When their glasses are set in front of them, Ki hesitates. She watches Minho take a sip of his glass and is unsure how much she’s supposed to drink.

“If it’s your first time, just sip on it. If you decide you don’t like it, I’ll finish it, no worries. What’s your plan for going home?”

“Why?” Ki asks, mildly panicked by the question.

“I mean like are you going to be driving home or taking a taxi or what? I just want to make sure you’re going to be able to get home okay if you don’t handle the drink well.”

“Oh. My friend is supposed to pick me up but I have taxi money if they flake out.”

Minho reaches out, grabs a drink coaster from the edge of the bar.

“Write your address on here, and then keep it in your pocket.”

“Why?”

“That way you don’t drunkenly forget where you live if you have to take a taxi and get stuck here.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah, I learned that one the hard way the first time I went out by myself.”

“How old are you?”

“I’m 23 too.”

They both sit there a while, sipping at their drinks and commenting on the songs that come on. As she gets further and further into her drink, Ki’s nerves start to subside and she finds herself opening up more and more to Minho. The lights start getting brighter, club getting louder as more and more people pack in. It’s not quite unpleasant but it’s starting to reach that level. She checks her phone to see that it’s close to 10pm.

“Do you want to go upstairs?” Minho asks, seemingly noticing her discomfort.

“What’s....upstairs?”

“There’s seating and stuff up on the roof. It’s quieter up there, it’d be easier for us to keep talking. I promise I’m not trying to pull anything. There’s a smaller bar up there too so there’s guaranteed to be at least a few people up there.”

“Oh. That sounds nice, I guess. Yeah, that’s fine.”

Minho stands and slings his bag over one shoulder. He’s taller than Gwiboon expected him to be. He holds a hand out to her.

“Do you want to hold my hand? The stairs are on the far side and the floor is getting pretty crowded, I’d hate for you to get lost in the sea. I’ll let go once we get to the stairs, unless you don’t want me to.”

Ki shyly takes his hand and they slowly make their way through the throng of people. When they’re almost through, the hem of Ki’s dress catches on the spikes of someone’s bracelet and rips. Though she’d intended to be less conventional today, to be daring, it’s a little too short for her liking. She holds Minho’s hand tighter, and he brings her to a darker spot besides the stairs.

“Are you okay?” he asks, letting go of her hand.

“Yeah, I just...it caught...” she explains, trying to pull her dress down as far as she can without exposing her chest.

“I have a change of clothes, a spare shirt and jeans, if you want them. It’s chilly out and you don’t seem quite ready for a mini skirt just yet.”

Ki struggles for a minute, torn between not wanting to wear a mostly stranger’s clothes and not wanting to feel so exposed. In the end, she accepts the jeans and shirt and ducks into the bathroom to change. Though his niceness is a little nerve wracking, she’s having a good time with Minho so far. She smells what she assumes is his cologne when she pulls the shirt over her head. It’s nice, very nice, and she considers asking him for the name of it so she can buy some for herself. She catches a glimpse of herself in the mirror. Finally out of a dress for the first time in a long time, there’s something exciting about her boyish appearance. She can already hear her mother yelling about it. She goes back out and finds Minho still waiting where she left him. He smiles.

“All good?”

“Yup. Thanks for letting me borrow them.”

“No problem. I always bring a spare change of clothes. There’s always something that happens. Something gets torn, someone pukes all over your shoes, people are a mess. Still wanting to go to the roof?”

Ki nods and they head up the staircase and out onto the roof. True to Minho’s word, it’s much quieter and much less populated. There’s a few couches out and an attempted bar in one corner. There’s string lights strung all about and a few small speakers playing somewhat softer music than downstairs. They make their way to a empty couch and Minho puts his backpack in between them to maintain space between them.

“So are you a rebel with or without a cause?” he asks.

“What do you mean?”

“You said your mom hates your hair. You’re 23 and this is your first time out, first time drinking, and you’re alone. Forgive me for guessing, but it seems like you haven’t had much experience with freedom.”

“Oh. Both I guess? I’m trying to distance myself from my mom and her image of me but I’m also trying to figure out who I am.”

“Makes sense. My friend Junghee -- the one whose dyed their hair a lot -- went through a similar thing. Their parents were very...controlling and conservative. We grew up together, went all the way through school together. When they started experimenting and exploring, I tried to keep up with them, in terms of like understanding concepts and terminology and stuff, to try and help support them.”

“That’s so sweet.”

“I mean, I think it should be standard, but I guess it is sweet with how little people do that. That’s why I asked about what you wanted me to call you. Junghee isn’t their given name, but it’s what they prefer. It took me a little while to get used to it, after 12 years of calling them by their old name, but it’s the least I could do.”

Ki reaches out and holds Minho’s hand, surprised by her own boldness. She blushes a bit and he laughs.

“If you’re being both shy and forward, what am I supposed to do?”

Ki laughs and he smiles more. They talk more, about their backgrounds, their dreams, their self discovery journeys, their future plans. It’s been a while since Ki’s had the chance to open up to someone and it feels nice. Eventually the conversation dies down and they sit there silently, holding hands. Ki sits up, suddenly, feeling another burst of confidence. She stands, pulling Minho up with her.

“Let’s dance.” she suggests.

The song playing ends and they wait for the next song to start. It’s a slow song and the lyrics are gloomy but the melody is pretty and its enough for them to be able to dance. Minho puts his free arm around her waist and Ki puts her hand on his shoulder and they sway around, trying their best to slow dance to the song. There’s something nice about being in Minho’s arms and between the warmth and his sweet cologne and the soft lighting and the little bit of alcohol in her system, she thinks she might be in love. The song ends but another slow song plays so they keep dancing. Halfway through, Ki’s phone rings. Minho waits patiently as she takes the call.

“That was my friend,” she explains when she hangs up. “They’re not going to be able to pick me up.”

“That’s too bad. Whenever you’re ready to go, I’ll help you hail a taxi.”

“Thanks. Sorry I’m such a mess.”

“It’s alright. I kinda like it.”

They dance a while longer and soon their foreheads are resting against each other.

“Ki, may I kiss you?”

Ki’s never been kissed before, but she’s also never drank before, never been to a club before, never danced before, never cut her hair like this before, so she figures what’s one more first for this night and says yes. Minho leans in, softly pressing his lips to hers. He pulls away after a moment and Ki unwittingly follows. He smiles and laughs a little before kissing her again. While Ki didn’t have any expectations about tonight, making out with a guy she’d just met was definitely not on the list of possibilities she had considered. Yet here she was, enjoying Minho’s plush lips under the stars. All too soon, the bartender’s calling out that they’re closing in five minutes. Minho pulls away reluctantly.

“Come on, I’ll help you hail a taxi.” he says, voice horcer than before.

“Do you want your clothes back?” Ki asks.

“No, you keep them. A, you don’t really have anything else to wear, and B, they look cute on you.”

He stands and shoulders his backpack, leading Ki back downstairs and outside. He waves out and manages to catch a driver’s attention rather quickly. He opens the door for Ki to get in. Ki reaches up for his chin and gives him one last kiss.

“Thank you for tonight. It was really wonderful. You made it great.” she says, getting into the taxi.

“It was my pleasure, Ki. Be careful going home.”

He waits outside as Ki gives the driver her address, waving as they leave. It’s not until the taxi pulls back into traffic that Ki realizes she should’ve asked for Minho’s number. She turns around, but they’re already too far away for her to see him. She sighs, holding the coaster in her hand. She looks down at it, expecting to see her address, but instead, there’s a note.

I had a nice time with you tonight. I know I’m not that wild of a guy, but I’d love to take you for a date. Stay rebellious, it looks good on you.

Minho (867-5309)

[ak-fantasies]

A Date

Minhyun Imagine

Genre: Fluff( sort of?)

Pairing: Nu’est/Wanna One Minhyun x Reader

A/N: Hello, enjoy this.. hahahah bye

I scroll down my social media, liking my friend’s pictures and statuses. Normally I would be working, but today I called off. One part of me miss my personal life. I’m currently single and have no time for a relationship, but I wanted to try. It been a while since my last relationship.

While lost in my thoughts, my phone slips out of my hands and smacked me flat on my face. I groan in pain before picking up my phone and pressing my nose lightly. I sat up, not wanting the same fate again. One I fixed my pillow to help comfort me in my new position, I continue doing whatever I was doing. When my friend suddenly texted me.

“Hey!” The text read. It made me a bit suspicious because usually, my friends would just call me unless they don’t want to hear me yell or something.

“Um, hi,” I reply back.

“Can I ask a favor?” When I read the text, I sighed, already knowing where she’s going.

“No.” I shook my head and facepalmed myself... Of course, why else would she text me.. I sort of chuckle in my head.

“Pleaseeeeee.”

“No..”

“Pleaseeeeeeeeeeeee…” She continues, typing please over and over again.

“Fine..” I gave up when she wouldn’t stop spamming me.

“Yay, so I’m meeting this guy and he wants me to bring a friend for his friend… could you please come… pleaseeee…”

“Why….. Why didn’t you ask Junghee?” I texted.

“Because she is busy… You already said you’ll do it…” I just sighed and did what she wanted. Honestly, you could say I like being the nonparty, stay at home person.

“Fine. See you in a bit then.” I texted her before heading to my closet. I wore something nice but still casual. I put on some eyeliner, mascara, and a lipstick that matches with my natural lip color. I fix my hair to make it look clean before I went out the door.

“Where are we meeting?” I texted her when I left, walking to call for a taxi.

“The movie theater.” She replied and I rolled my eyes.

“Oh, that's so specific.. I totally know which movie theater.” I texted her back, still looking for a taxi to call when she called me. I picked up the phone.

“Hello?”

“Where are you? We’re coming to pick you up.” She said. I couldn’t help but laugh.

“I’m just standing on the sidewalk, was about to call for a taxi,” I answered her.

“Okay, we coming. Wait there.” She said before hanging up. I stared at my phone, kind of questioning. She wants me to stand here, wait for them to pick me up when we could all just meet up at the movie theater and save me time so I can come home as quick as I can. Yeah. I sighed and just let it be. I plugged in my headphones and started listening to music. I got to at least be doing something.

After a couple minutes, my friend finally arrives sitting in the front seat of the car. She rolls down the window and waved at me. I smiled at her, taking off my headphone, and walked over to her.

“___________.. This is Aaron and Minhyun.” My friend said, pointing to the on in the driver seat first before pointing to the one in the back.

“Nice to meet you..” I said, politely. They both smile but before they could say anything.

“Hurry up and get in girl..” My friend said, sort of loudly. But that was who she is.

“Okay, okay..” I said before pulling open the door and getting inside the car. I sat next to Minhyun, well not right next but in the back seat.

“Hi, __________ right?” He said, putting his hand out offering a shake.

“Yes, Minhyun correct?” I did the same thing, taking his hand and shaking it.

“That’s me. Nice to meet you. I’m looking forward to getting to know you..” He said with the cutest smile. I just chuckled(or giggled) feeling laughter surfacing. He was confused and my friend spoke up.

“Boy, you better get to know her cause this might be your only chance.” She said, laughing.

“Huh? Why?” Minhyun was confused and so was Aaron.

“That girl is a workaholic. Always work work work. No time for any social in her life. Even when she’s not at work, she stays home. Doesn’t go anywhere. It would be nice if you could help her.” She said, calming her laugh a little bit. I hit her on the head, not very hard but where she could feel it.

“Be quiet you,” I said and she whined about the pain. Minhyun just sits there smiling at me, I could feel his eyes peering at me. My face started to heat as I look outside. I wasn’t used to having someone stare at me so much.

During the car ride, my friend was talking to Aaron and I could tell she really likes him. Minhyun sat there quietly, giving me a smile every time I turned to look at him. I gave a smile back, but I could feel the blood rushing to my cheeks.

We got to the movie theater parking lot and Aaron had just found a parking spot. My friend turned to look at me in the back seat.

“You two were quiet. Is everything okay?” She asked and I shook my head. She was a bit confused but shrugged it off before getting out of the car. I opened the door and stepped out. I saw my friend quickly walked over to Aaron’s side and it made me happy. Though I wasn’t happy she dragged me out, I was glad she found someone she liked after a long time.

“_________..” I heard Minhyun say, snapping me back to reality. I looked at him to see him standing next to me.

“Minhyun… “ I blushed, seeing his smile on his face.

“Let’s go, don’t want to keep everyone waiting..” He said with a chuckle. A cute chuckle, a very cute chuckle. I nod and walked towards the movie theater.

“What movie are we watching?’ I asked.

“It’s the latest scary movie,” Minhyun said, answering my question. I hate scary movies. I can’t stand them. I sent a glare at my friend and I guess she felt my stare since she looked back at me to stick out her tongue.

We got into the section that was playing the movie and found some seats. My friend and Aaron went to get some popcorn and sweets since it was just playing commercial and teaser, leaving me and Minhyun by ourselves.

“So, __________.. What do you do?” Minhyun said, breaking the long silence that took place after Aaron and my friend left.

“I work as a manager at a local restaurant,” I said, sort of embarrassed. It wasn’t my dream to be the manager, I always wanted to be the head chef or have my own restaurant but this was a good experience for now.

“Really? That’s pretty cool. Do you enjoy it?” Minhyun gave me this sweet smile. I smiled back.

“Kind of. It’s good experience for my big dream.” I looked at him and just seeing his smile made me feel butterflies.

“I’m glad. You are really amazing.” He said, making blush.

“No way... I’m always just working.” I tried to laugh it off.

“Really? Well, what if I said I wanted to take you out? Would you take the time to go on a date with me?” Minhyun said, turning his whole body in my direction. I looked at him in surprise.

“Um… I…” I stuttered, trying to figure out what to say.

“Hey…. The movie is about to start. We made it in time.” My friend said, sitting down next to me, saving me for the time being.

While watching the movie, I was distracted. I just kept thinking about what Minhyun said to me. From here and there, I would take a glance at Minhyun. He was stunning, almost like a masterpiece. Beautifully carved jawline, gorgeous eyes, lips that look kissable, altogether just beautiful. I looked back over to the movie and right. I could hear Minhyun moving.

“You know, it’s best to take a picture. It’ll last longer.” He whispered in my ears, causing me to blush madly. I could hear him laugh before another whisper. “I’m just kidding..”

I look at him to see him really close. My face was now burning and blushing red.

“I..” I stuttered, turning my face so I could calm down. Damn, why did he make me turn into a mess?

After the movie, as we walked to the car, Minhyun suggested we go to eat. Aaron and my friend agreed and thus we were on our way to a restaurant. I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself. Minhyun would give me a smile every time I looked at him. My friend seems to have noticed this because she started to try to get us by ourselves every chance she could. And when we were alone, we would sit in silence. It wasn’t awkward, it was kind of nice. Minhyun didn’t push too much but instead, let me lead.

“Minhyun, what do you do?” I asked, very softly. He caught it though and props his elbow on the table.

“What do you think I do?” He asked, placing his chin in the palm of his hands.

“I don’t know,” I said, looking at him.

“Then would you go on a date with me to find out?” He asked, raising an eyebrow. I bit my lips. “We can go to my place if you’re not busy..” He said, having a teasing smile on his lips.

[deadsboyfriend-blog]

07/03/18

I fell asleep so easily, that I can’t believe it even now. There was no bad thoughts, no memories and no nightmares. It was just me lying in that bed sheets, which weren’t mine... and I felt good. My mind was empty and I could feel that nice naked body hugging mine.There was nothing. But in the morning it came all back. And I felt even worse.

Jennie was always the best sister I could have. She was the prettiest girl in school and she was pretty clever. And thanks to her problems, what she got earlier, she was nice to everyone. Now. Maybe I am sometime jealous, that I can’t have her sweet side only for myself anymore. But we grew up. There were always no secrets between us. Only she knew, what i felt. She was the one, who saw me crying and always comes to comfort me. So our yesterday fight hit me hard. I woke up early to come home before school, so we could go together. As every morning... But Today I wanted to show her how much I love her.

Walking in park together is activity, what we dont do anymore. Sadly. No one of us have so much free time anymore and if we have it, we spend it differently. She is going on dates, I was with Junghee or now only with my band... So I took her on “date”  I felt so bad about yesterday but it was like nothing happened. We laughed. We took photos... We were like happy family.

But why I am happy only with her, not with parents?

[onkeywritings]

if youre taking requests how about au where only one of onkey is an idol? you can choose what the others career is

yesss! and i love this au i created so ill be writing more about how they actually got to meet and introduce them more and all but it just felt right to stop it here. ; - ;

Beautiful Life

“Kim Kibum! Kim Kibum! Kim Kibum!” 

Fans keep chanting and Jinki watches with awe as the raspberry coloured light sticks colours the concert hall. He’s waving his own light stick in rhythm to the chants just like everybody else. 

Beside him on his right sits his best friend Junghee with a raised eyebrow. On her right is her boyfriend Minho bouncing in his seat excited. 

Junghee is their excuse. She’s also the only one of them that isn’t acting like a fangirl. She sighs and Jinki turns to look at her with a wide smile.

“Enthusiasm!” he shouts to be heard over the loud chorus of fans. Junghee rolls her eyes and squeaks when Minho surprises her with a quick kiss. 

“Come on babe, it’s gonna be great!” he says and Jinki nods to confirm Minho’s words. 

“But I wanted to explore Tokyo now that we’re actually here!”

She pouts a little and Jinki rolls his eyes. This won’t be their last trip to Japan, he’s sure. They’re here because Kibum is having his first Japanese concert and Jinki wouldn’t miss it for the world. 

He hasn’t told Kibum that he’s here because he’s supposed to be on Jeju Island studying Indo-Pacific Bottlenose dolphins but as much as he loves the sea mammals, he loves his fiancé more. 

Junghee is about to protest again when the light dims and the fan chants reach deafening heights. Even Minho has to wince at the sound for a second before he jumps from his seat and screams his lungs out. 

Junghee accepts that her boyfriend is a fanboy and Jinki sends her a smile as he is blinded by the sight of his fiancé on the large screen in a VCR.

The concert is exactly what Jinki had wished for it to be. Kibum performs flawlessly like always, his dance moves sharp and his voice strong. He laughs on stage during his ments and even sheds a few tears in the end when fans write out a message to him. 

Jinki is bursting with pride as he stands from his seat when the lights slowly lights up the venue to lead fans safely out. He’s not leaving the venue, however.

 As people slowly file out, Jinki drags his friends with him towards the stage. There are staff cleaning the area from balloons and confetti and she cocks an eyebrow at him. 

Jinki reaches out towards his chest to find it empty. Right, he doesn’t own a backstage pass now. 

Junghee rolls her eyes when they’re asked to leave the venue and fishes through her pockets to find her cell phone. 

“Hey Jinks,” she says and Jinki looks up with a soft smile. “Don’t make a sound.” 

Jinki blinks a few times before he realises what Junghee’s plan is and he sends her a wicked smile. 

He can hear her voice as she talks on the phone with presumably Kibum, demanding that he lets them backstage now that she and Minho are actually there. 

There are still fangirls around them, but none of them seem to take notice of the phone conversation as they discuss the greatest concert they have just attended. 

5 minutes later, when a staff arrives in casual clothing and asks them if they’re Junghee and Minho, Junghee grabs Jinki’s hands and assures the staff member that he must join them. Jinki isn’t really sure it’s a good idea when the staff member eyes him suspiciously. Maybe he should just call Kibum and tell him that he’s here as well. 

Junghee insists, however, and she can be persuasive when she wants to be. 

Backstage is a confusing maze of hallways and doors and Jinki would undoubtedly get lost if he was on his own. 

The A4 paper on the door says Kim Kibum and as the staff member knocks on the door and gestures for them to go inside, Jinki bites his lower lip in anticipation. 

He only gets to peep inside before he hears “what the fuck” from the couch in the other end. 

As he steps inside, he’s yanked forward by his shirt and strong arms embrace him in a hug. Jinki closes his eyes as he inhales and lets the familiar scent of his fiancé take over. 

When Kibum pulls back he sends Jinki a smile before he presses their lips together. The kiss is sweet, passionate, bordering on longing until Junghee clears her throat behind them and Kibum slowly lets him go. 

“Oh,” he says and looks over Jinki’s shoulder to look at her. “Hey Junghee.” Then he turns back to Jinki and presses their lips together again in a sweet and innocent kiss. 

“I thought you were on Jeju this week?” he questions when he pulls Jinki into the room and the door is shut behind Minho. 

Junghee places herself in the make-up chair and reaches towards a half-eaten plate of sushi and Minho sinks onto the couch as he stretches his long arms above his head. Jinki doesn’t care much for his friends as he leans in to press a kiss to Kibum’s nosetip.

“But it’s my fiancé’s first concert in Japan. That’s more important.” 

Kibum shakes his head slightly but still smiles wide as he pulls away from Jinki. He intertwines their fingers, his forehead still sweaty from the concert. 

Jinki loves him like this. Jinki loves him in whichever way he is, but especially like this. Tired but filled with adrenaline from his performances. Sweaty and hot and with his heart beating loudly in his chest in excitement. The pure joy in his eyes is what Jinki lives for. 

Kibum pulls him towards the couch before he plops down beside Minho and Jinki sinks down in his lap, hands wrapped around Kibum’s shoulder so he can feel as close as possible. Kibum turns to Junghee and scolds her for eating his dinner and she sticks out her tongue and eats the last piece of sushi. 

Jinki and Minho bursts into laughter at the childish retort.

Kibum smells of shampoo and love and Jinki buries his head into his chest. They’re lying in the bed in Kibum’s hotel room, Kibum slowly letting his nails over Jinki’s back in a comforting motion. The adrenaline from the concert has been replaced with comfort and love and exhaustion yet they’re still awake.  

“Thank you,” Kibum whispers against Jinki’s temple and Jinki pulls away so he can look at Kibum. Kibum with his black hair cut in the newest trend, his dark brown eyes without the contacts and the flawless skin that highlights just how beautiful he truly is. 

Jinki was lucky when they met, really. He still doesn’t really understand how they fell in love but even when it’s difficult at times, even when they’re apart, it feels like they’re together. It may actually help them that they’re apart at times, it makes it easier to miss each other. 

“I love you,” Jinki says and in those words lie so much more than just love. They mean “I’m proud of you” and “I admire you”. They mean “I want to spend my entire life with you because you’re the only one for me” and they mean “I’m so happy you’re here with me right now”. 

Kibum just chuckles and presses his lips to Jinki’s forehead. Jinki closes his eyes as Kibum lets his eyes drift to his nose until they land on his lips. 

Their kiss is soft and vulnerable but so pure it makes Jinki’s toes curl with love. 

Kibum’s light scratches stop as he deepens the kiss and lets his hands rest on Jinki’s chest instead and Jinki lets his fingers find their way to Kibum’s pyjama shirt.