#junseo texts

[chaeinedup]

Cool with you

Pairing: Kim Junseo x reader; Summary: Cupid was sick of doing it's job, how come everyone gets to be happy. Everyone but him. It would take an angel to make him believe, he too, was destined to find his perfect soul. A/N: This is clearly very inspired by newjeans latest mv, with the concept of cupid (or eros) falling in love with psyche. Obviously this is gonna be a little different but that's the base. I hope you enjoy it!!

Every day it was the same old routine. Following your next "victim" making them have great luck in finding a partner. Obviously cupid can only do so much, he brings people together but if you need couples therapy, it's not his problem.

It's rare when his arrows become nothing more than a future story for someone to tell their kids, but it could very much happen. If you don't cherish the love you get don't expect it to last forever.

And that's part of the reason why Junseo no longer finds joy in his daily quests. He won't lie the first few times it was as magical to him as it was to the parties involved. But after seeing it go perfectly fine just for someone to ruin it, it was frustrating to say the least.

He'd give anything to be in their spots, he wishes he could experience the so called "love at first sight", he wishes he'd go to sleep thinking about the one he loves and nothing else. All of this caused a sort of indifference towards all humans, how could a species be so self entitled, bragging about how much they evolved when they can't even listen to someone else's heart. Selfish pieces of flesh.

There he was, witnessing yet another breakup before his eyes. It was so common he thought he was getting used to it. But he can never get used to the feeling of disappointment and the hole it leaves on his chest.

It was clearly time to go pick another human in hopes they would be a little kinder than most. That's when he saw you sitting at a coffee shop, enjoying your sweet morning tea. A slight change for once, usually the prefered beverage is bitter black coffee, very reflective of some personalities. You were accompanied with a friend chatting about silly little things, another dissimilarity. Normally most people gossip or complain about every little thing. You intrigued him so he was for sure going to be your shadow for a while.

Once you were done with your errands for the day you decided to go home, taking a very curious boy with you. He knew this went beyond his obligations but you were mesmerizing, absolutely breathtaking. He had only heard of people like you in books and movies that previous patients spoke about. He never thought those were inspired by real people, but there you were proving him wrong.

Your nights consist of the same pattern of events, prepare dinner, shower, skin care and a nice movie to fall asleep to. Simple is the best. And Junseo couldn't agree more, he sat near the sink admiring every inch of your beauty, the way you were singing your lungs out while toning your face. He couldn't help but smile.

He was having more fun with you than he ever did by playing matchmaker.

Thankfully you couldn't see him or hear him but these are the times he wished he wasn't invisible. He wants to join you on this little karaoke session while the pasta cooks, hold your hand to spin you around, kiss you all over till your giggles bring him to a stop.

The timer went off signaling it was time to dig in. You carefully transferred the tiny pot onto the unused stove top, preventing it from cooking it longer than planned. As you were platting your food, he looks amused, pleased. It's capellini, also known as angel hair pasta. He couldn't lie, this was starting to sound a lot like destiny. Which is another nickname most mortals have for him.

You made him believe in things that weren't real, that's how special you had become.

Cuddling with your pillows you made yourself comfortable, anxiously waiting to watch "letters to juliet". Meanwhile loverboy, quite literally, sat at the end of your bed watching your every move. Somehow you look better than when he first saw you but that was never a factor he cared about. Your energy was enough to convince him you were worth his time. One smile on your face to put another on his.

Mid movie your eyes had quit on you, succumbing to the tiredness. Slowly, as if you could wake up due to his action, he made his way to the side of the bed, wanting to be as close to you as possible.

Your breaths were soft and gentle, just like your heart, just like every part of your being.

He wanted you to know, even if you actually had no way of communicating with him, that from now on, you're stuck with him.

"I want to devote myself to you, in hopes one day our souls may actually find a way to exist as one. So here lies my promise next you, taking my place so no one else will."

[sewooonz]

when dkb were talking about who the members resembled echan was like they resemble my neighborhood friends 😂😂

[sanstropfremir]

i respect jtbc making team c do possibly some of the horniest choreography i've ever seen idols do so they could beat out team b in the dance round bc they would not have won otherwise

[hwaslayer]

love you in slow motion (psh) | one.

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—summary: seonghwa will go through hell and back for you, as long as he can continue to see that smile on your face. because to him, that smile feels like a rainbow after the rain, the warmth of the sun on a winter day. because to him, you’re more than just his bestfriend—you’re love. even though everyone seems to see that except you.

—pairing: park seonghwa x f!reader

—genre: (18+ - minors dni) bestfriends to lovers | fluff, angst, eventual smut

—word count: 5.7k

—chapter warning: cussing/mature language, hints of a toxic relationship & ex-bf, mentions of a broken family and death, just a good ol' intro to hwa and oc + their dynamic + their family dynamics, buried feelings and overthinking!!

"Seonghwa?" Your cousin, Soyeon, calls for him on the other line. Soyeon rarely ever calls Seonghwa, but when she does, it's usually for good reason.

"Soyeon, what's up?" Seonghwa says, hand on his hip as he tries to regulate his breathing after a late night boxing session with Wooyoung and Hongjoong.

"Y/N said she would be home earlier, but she hasn't been. Yaya's worried, I'm worried. It's pouring outside." She says frantically. He sighs, stomach slightly dropping at the statement.

"Okay, where did she go last? I haven't heard from her since earlier this morning." Soyeon lets out a hefty sigh.

"Of course she wouldn't tell you. She was with Mingi." She says sarcastically, knowing Seonghwa would be upset with you for giving in, yet once again. Seonghwa had no issues giving you the 'I told you so' every single time you've been with your shitty ex-boyfriend. He always makes you cry, and it never fails. He doesn't understand why the fuck you keep running back to him. So to Seonghwa, it's not surprising that you kept this from him. Doesn't stop him from pinching the bridge of his nose before nodding, though.

"Alright, I'll find her. Don't worry."

"Thank you. Seriously. When you see her, you better tell her to stop seeing that fucking asshole. All he does is treat her like shit."

"Yeah, I know. Are you and Junseo home now?"

"Yeah, we are. We were gonna go to Yaya's but she told me to call you first before anything."

"Good, stay put. I'll take care of it and text you. She won't be far."

"God, such a headache. Thank you, Seonghwa."

"Course." He sighs as he ends the call, tossing his phone onto his duffle bag before un-doing the wrap around his hands. 

"Done already?" Wooyoung asks, making Hongjoong shift his attention to the platinum blonde while they stand near the bag.

"I gotta go find Y/N."

"What? What happened?"

"Who knows, she was with Mingi."

"Dude is always bad news." Hongjoong chimes in, watching as Seonghwa throws his hoodie on and slings the duffle bag strap over his shoulder.

"Tell me about it." Seonghwa rolls his eyes and shakes his head. "I'll see you guys tomorrow."

"Text us when you're all good. Hope she's okay."

"She's fine. Just needa get her out of this rain." He says, giving them one last wave as he walks out of the studio and down the steps. Soyeon is right; the rain has picked up over the last few hours, creating huge puddles near the sidewalks and curbs due to the intensity. The stream of water makes a loud noise as it falls into the drain nearby, the loud pour of the rainfall echoing throughout the empty street. Seonghwa drags the hood over his head, doing a slight jog to his parked car on the side of the studio. Luckily for him, he knows where Song Mingi lives. Luckily for him, this town isn't that big and you couldn't have gotten far.

Luckily for him, he's right.

He finds you walking about two blocks away from Mingi's place, just getting ready to turn the corner to lord knows where. He slowly drives alongside of you, rolling down his passenger window to peak over at you. He's glad he found you when he did because you have a flimsy hoodie and leggings on, the hood completely drenched and barely doing anything to protect you from this rain.

"What are you doing, Seonghwa?" You ask, eyes glued forward as you continue to walk.

"What does it look like? Get in, you're gonna get sick." You squint your eyes at him as you continue to walk. "Y/N."

"How did you even know where to find me?"

"It's not hard to figure out when you're with Mingi." He quickly glances at the street ahead, making sure there are no oncoming cars or passengers in the way. "Plus, Soyeon called. Her and Yaya are worried because you told them you'd be home earlier."

"Of course." You mumble.

"Y/N, get inside and stop being stubborn."

"Seonghwa—" He starts to obnoxiously honk his horn on the quiet street, making your eyes widen at him. You continuously tell him to stop and to quit being so loud, however, his efforts don't stop. "Park Seonghwa, what the fuck! Fine!" You groan loudly, quickly opening the door when he stops the car. You plop yourself onto the seat, glaring at him. "Happy?!"

"Not really, but at least you're in the car." He locks the doors and turns up the heat, driving off to his 1 bedroom apartment. "You can stay at mine for tonight so you don't stress out Yaya." He keeps his eyes on the road, thoughts shifting to your grandma and how worried she might be right now.

"She won't even be that—"

"She sure as hell will, Y/N. Besides, who the hell wants to argue with you this late at night? It's almost 1am. Knowing your ass and how you never listen, even though you should." He sighs. "I'll take you home tomorrow morning before I head to work."

"Whatever." You cross your arms, still feeling cold and uncomfortable after being in the rain.

"Why were you walking in the rain?" He asks, most definitely knowing the answer already. Your nights with Mingi always end on some toxic shit, all this yelling and back and forth— arguing over empty promises and issues from the past.

And for what? The dude is never gonna change. Seonghwa isn't sure what the hell you're holding out hope for. 

"I'll tell you if you spare me the 'I told you so.'" He shakes his head.

"Can't promise."

"Then you don't get shit from me." 

"Why do you let him do this to you?"

"Wow, that's actually worse than an 'I told you so.'"

"I'm being serious." He glances at you with a very mixed expression, mainly serious and worrisome tones.

"I don't know, okay. I wish I could tell you." It's silent for a minute, the only sounds filling the car are the rain pounding against the windshield and the heat on high. 

The thing about Seonghwa being your bestfriend of 16 years is the fact that you can always rely on him to be there no matter what. He's always so, so good to you; always so caring, so supportive and so protective. You've never had to ask Seonghwa for anything because he always gives, and is always ready to give. Just like tonight, when he shouldn't be here but he is. 

He had been yours, just as you had been his since the beginning.

Sometimes, it's easy to believe you don't deserve someone like Seonghwa by your side.

You met this adorably shy, sweet kid when he was introduced to your class as a new transfer in the 3rd grade, most kids in your class politely saying hello but going about their own business afterwards. You, though, had stuck around to show Seonghwa his new school and to eat with him. Since then, your relationship had flourished. His dad had become bestfriends with your own dad, the two of you always going on family trips together, hanging out at each other's homes, going to the same schools onward— Seonghwa was always there, you were always there. He had seen you through your very best, seen you through your very worst. Was there during your highs, was there during your lows. Knows exactly how to push you right to the very edge, but also knows how to make up for his dumb mistakes. Knows exactly how to handle you, attitude, temper and all, knows exactly what makes you happy, what makes you sad.

He knows you like the back of his hand.

Probably better than you know yourself.

Seonghwa became the golden child though, you know? He had loving parents who supported him through everything. He was a superb student [a teacher's pet, if you may], an athlete, a prodigy; always winning numerous awards and medals throughout his academic and athletic career. He had countless talents and a positive energy that people admired him for, though shy and timid in the beginning. He got along well with people and was the ultimate charmer. Attractive, had his way with the ladies— albeit, he can be an idiot when he thinks with his dick from time to time and not his brain. But nonetheless, Seonghwa is Seonghwa. He would never intentionally hurt a soul, would never intentionally give people what they didn't deserve. To be clear though, Seonghwa has his fair share of mistakes and fuck-ups, but in the end, he would always apologize when in the wrong and make up for his actions. While you, on the other hand, were his polar opposite and struggled to find your place in this crazy, crazy world.

You had never met your biological mother, and your dad had spent majority of your earlier years working graveyard to keep food on the table, to keep sending you to a good school. You spent most of your childhood growing up at Yaya's house, where your dad's sister and her family lived for awhile. That's how your older cousin Soyeon became the sister you've never had, somebody else you could rely on, fight with and experience the ups and downs with. Things were good, and they were good for awhile until you lost your dad to a rare and sudden illness.

Then, things went downhill for you.

You continued to stay at Yaya's, only having her, Soyeon and her family, Seonghwa and his family by your side. You began to push people away, you got into trouble and made dumb mistakes that hurt your loved ones more times than you'd like to admit. You had your moments where you acted solely on feelings instead of being rational. You had no filter, not being afraid of telling people if they were wrong even if it meant hurting their feelings to no end. You no longer got along well with most people, finding it hard to vibe well with majority of the crowd. No longer caring about what was in the know, what was trending; was incredibly selective about who you gave your time and effort to in fear of losing more loved ones dear to your heart.

Without Seonghwa at your side, you're not sure where you'd be. Because truly, if it wasn't for him, you don't think you would have continued to try. He was the only thing that remained constant in your life, one of the only people who continued to show you genuine care and love despite your flaws and all.

"Have you eaten?" He suddenly speaks and changes the topic, not wanting to upset you any more than you already are.

"I'm not hungry."

"You need to eat something." You don't respond. "Mom made some kimbap today, I can set some aside for you."

"Thanks." You say softly, watching as the car finally drives into the familiar apartment complex. Seonghwa turns the wheel with one hand, pulling into his assigned parking spot before shutting off the car. He lets out a sigh before looking over at you, noticing you're still in your sad, sulky position in the passenger seat.

"Ready? Or should we just sleep in here tonight?" You slowly turn and glare at him, mocking him before answering dramatically— knowing it's the most childish thing you can do right now, especially after Seonghwa took the time to find you and pick you up in this rain.

"Why don't you just leave me here?"

"Good with me. At least I don't have to lend you any more of my clothes and have you sleeping on my couch. Matter of fact, more kimbap for me." He says, stepping out of the car, keys rattling in his pocket as he turns to shut his car door. He continues to walk without worry because he knows the shit you pull.

You'll end up following him.

He doesn't even have to turn over his shoulder to make sure you do. He hears the car door slam after a few minutes, and he smirks a bit to himself before locking the car using the key fob in his pocket.

"You really have to slam my car door like that?" He asks, slightly looking over his shoulder before climbing up the steps.

"Sorry." You mumble, pathetically following your bestfriend with your arms crossed tightly against your chest. He unlocks his door and waits for you to make it up the steps, letting you step in and out of your shoes first before following you inside. He tosses his keys onto the entryway table before walking into the kitchen and pulling out his phone to text Soyeon that you were safe with him for the night.

"You can go shower first. Just take whatever you want from my closet." He says, eyes focused on the bag of kimbap his mom had dropped off earlier in the day. You simply nod and head straight to his closet, grabbing some pajama pants and a longsleeve. You toss your clothes into the bathroom sink, mentally making a note to ask Seonghwa if you can throw in a load of his laundry with your clothes. The last thing you wanna do is make a mess in Seonghwa's super clean apartment, let alone drag home some wet clothes from the night prior.

The shower you take is short, but relaxing. You let the hot water beat down on you, thoroughly scrubbing and scratching every inch of your body, your scalp. When you finish, you lather some lotion and pad back out to his living room. Seonghwa glances up, watching as you come towards him with his long pajama pants and a long sleeve with sleeves that falls past your hands. He thinks you're the cutest thing he has ever seen [especially in his clothes], but he subtly bites onto his bottom lip to suppress the smile forming at his lips.

"Can I do some of your laundry so I can wash my clothes? They're just sitting in your bathroom sink." He shrugs.

"Don't worry about it, I'll toss it in there before I hop into the shower." He slides a small plate on the counter of his kitchen island bar area, before handing you a hot cup of green tea. "Eat at least one." You nod, watching as he washes his hands and begins to make his way to the bathroom. You're hungrier than you thought, popping in all the pieces of kimbap Seonghwa prepared for you before downing the green tea. In the end, you feel full, satisfied.

Content.

Warm.

After a good thirty minutes, Seonghwa is out of the shower and tossing the load into the dryer. He's ruffling his semi-dry hair as he brings out a thick blanket for you, glancing at the random Cars movie playing on the tv.

"Here." He says. "You finished eating?"

"Mhm."

"Okay. I'm gonna go to bed then." He turns to head into his room.

"Hwa, can't you just sleep out here with me?" You point at the free part of his L-shaped sectional couch.

"Why, when I have a perfectly comfortable bed to sleep on in here?" He points to his room, but you pout.

"But, you also have an amazing couch that you can share with your bestfriend."

"You snore and you move around too much."

"I do not, and you'd be on that side of the couch anyway!" You furrow your brows. "You snore, too!"

"Not as loud as you, sounding like you belong in that Cars movie." He glances at the tv screen while making the dumb joke, and you groan.

"Okay, fine. Whatever." You succumb to defeat and wave the white flag. "I just don't necessarily wanna be alone."

"You're not, I'm right here."

"Pichu." Ah, there it is. That stupid nickname he's painfully grown to adore after you've told him time and time again that he looks just like the pokemon. He sighs, realizing you probably won't let this up. On top of that, he knows he can't say no to you regarding most things. So, he drags himself into his room and rips off his duvet comforter from the bed to bring with him into the living room. He sets himself up on one section of the couch, while you take up the other— heads meeting at the corner.

"The moment you rip out a big snore, I'm leaving you out here." He warns and you snort.

"You're a dick. I don't even snore like that."

"And how would you know, sleeping beauty?" He looks at you, heart content with the way you happily look at him from your side of the couch. You have no rebuttal though, so he shuts off the tv and rests his hand on the back of his head while closing his eyes. "Thought so. Get some sleep, it's getting late." He hears you rustling underneath your own blankets, head gently knocking onto the side of his that makes him suck his teeth. "Y/N." He groans with a whiney tone. "This is what I mean."

"Sorry, sorry." You pout, rubbing the side of his head. "I'm good now." You mumble underneath the blankets as you settle, satisfied with your warm and bundled position. You can hear Seonghwa's soft breathing behind you, signaling that he'll probably fall asleep soon [and quick, too]. "Hwa?" You softly call for him one last time.

"Hm?" He hums.

"Thank you." You pause. "For everything."

"You know I care about you more than anything, right?" He says, close to a whisper. "You deserve way better."

"Yeah." Is all you respond with before closing your eyes, hoping to finally be at peace for the remainder of the night. "Love you, pichu." You say sleepily.

"Love you, too." He feels the statement tug at his heart strings because Seonghwa does love you, he has loved you for years. Been in love with you for years. But you were always the most important, this dynamic and relationship was the most important, that he's learned to suppress and live with it— even though at times, he feels like he gives it away pretty easily, or lets his emotions get to the best of him. 

Everyone can tell. 

Everyone knows. 

Everyone but you. 

Surprisingly, you do fall asleep before Seonghwa. He can't help but peek from his peripherals, noticing your steady breathing under the covers. Your head is barely poking out from the covers, making Seonghwa smile to himself. He settles a little closer to you, top of your head tucked near the crook of his neck as he slightly turns towards your side and finally shuts his eyes to get some sleep.

When you wake up the following morning, it's because Seonghwa's cussing to himself as he runs to grab his ringing phone on the island counter. His eyes quickly dart to you as he snatches the phone and answers the call, noticing you're starting to wake up.

"Sorry, Y/N." He apologizes and you let out a small squeak as you stretch and shake your head.

"It's okay, Hwa. Should probably get up anyway." You rub at your eyes, watching as he paces back into his room to finish getting ready for work. He's apparently talking to Wooyoung, agreeing to pick the guy up after bringing you home since they work at the same place— two athletic trainers for the men's sports teams at one of the universities in town, Wooyoung and Seonghwa mainly taking care of the football and basketball teams, popping into other sports if the help is urgently needed. They've both worked really hard to earn their current positions, being two of the leads who focus on training, treatment and rehabilitating their athletes at homebase, and only participating in a few quick trips for away games if asked.

As you stand and start to fold the blanket, you catch sight of how tired Seonghwa looks and you feel terrible. You know Seonghwa loves to test his limits, working out late after his shifts and barely getting 8 hours of sleep right before a busy day of tending to athletes. Despite your nagging and lecturing him on getting more rest, Hwa has gotten used to doing things this way.

However, part of you still feels guilty that he doesn't look as bright and alert this morning because of you. Because you needed more saving, because you chose to be stubborn and listen to Mingi even though he hasn't given you a reason to trust him since you've broken up.

"I didn't mean to wake you so early."

"I mean, you do have to leave soon, don't you?" You check the clock, peeping the current time as 8:27am. "Isn't this really late for you, actually?" Especially during the season, Seonghwa is always at work by 6AM, leaving super late in the afternoon. Off-season is a little easier for him, being that practice schedules are spread out due to sharing space with other sports/teams.

"Not for today. The team is lifting right now, I need to work on some rehab reports first before training and practice later today." You nod. "Are you good to leave soon then?"

"Of course."

"Okay, let me just grab a few things so we can head out. I need to pick up Wooyoung's lazy ass."

"He's not in to help with lifting?"

"Not anymore. Dude overslept." You snort.

"Why am I not surprised?"

"Director Shin loves him. She would never get him in trouble or scold him."

"She loves you, too." You say.

"Not as much as Wooyoung. She'll bite my head off first before she ever thinks about coming for him." He throws in some food into his duffle bag solely for work. The duffle bag is huge, having the university's name plastered on the side in big, bold letters— followed by his name etched onto the corner with his athletic training certification. "By the way." He points at your neatly folded, washed clothes on the coffee table. "Don't forget your clothes."

"Thanks."

"Are you just gonna go home like that?" He eyes his clothes on your figure.

"Yeah, why not?" He shrugs.

"Alright then. Let's go." He pats himself down to double check that he has everything on him before heading out of the door. You lazily follow behind after slipping into your sneakers, having to roll up Seonghwa's pajama pants so that they don't reach the floor and get dirty. You plop into the passenger's seat with your clothes on your lap, rubbing at your eyes once situated. "You didn't have to get up so early. I technically don't need to be there until 10."

"It's fine, Hwa."

"Did you tell Yaya we were on the way?"

"No, I'll just surprise her when I get there." You smile and he shakes his head.

"You need to stop worrying your grandma and your cousin."

"I'm not even doing anything!"

"You're not? Then, what was last night?" He glances at you then lets out a small scoff. "Exactly. And please stop running back to Mingi. That dude isn't gonna change, and you know that. All he does is make you upset and I can't stand it. You two aren't good for each other."

"I hear you." You say lowly, head leaning against the passenger window.

"I'm sorry." He lets out a breath, genuinely just worried about you and your wellbeing. "I don't mean to do this so early, but I just get worried about you." He ruffles your hair a bit, causing a small smile to creep up on the corners of your lips.

"It's okay. I need to hear it." He chuckles.

"Yeah, you do. You're such a fucking headache." He jokes. "But you're important to me, and all I want is for you to be happy." He pinches your cheeks, making you scrunch your nose.

"Thanks Hwa." He looks at you while posted at a stop light, admiring the way you scrunch your nose and let out a little giggle. That's how he likes to see you. Not upset, sad, or crying. Especially over Song Mingi.

The drive to your house isn't too far, or at least, it never feels too far since you and Seonghwa always engage in conversations about various things while in the car. He pulls into Yaya's driveway, parking right next to Soyeon's car. You occupy the tiny detached in-law suite in the corner of the backyard, so Seonghwa isn't surprised when you try to scurry to the backyard to avoid Yaya and Soyeon.

"She's here!" He yells and points at you.

"You're a pain in the fucking ass, Park." You glare at him while you simultaneously hear Yaya telling you to come into the house and to not even think about running into the backyard.

"Oh, Yaya! Miss damsel in distress just walked in."

"Y/N. You should've called or texted. We were worried when we didn't hear from you." Yaya looks at you disappointingly while whipping up some breakfast.

"Sorry." You mumble as Seonghwa brushes past you to kiss ass to Yaya.

"Always needing her bestfriend to come and save the day." Soyeon says sarcastically before crossing his arms. "Seriously, what the hell would you do without Hwa? And why the hell didn't you make it home in time or text to let us know you'd be late?"

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever. Hi to you too." You squint at her. "He was supposed to bring me home but we got into another stupid fight, that's all." You roll your eyes before glancing at the empty luggages she has next to her.

"So, he just let you walk in the rain? What a fucking dick."

"Language." Yaya warns, glaring at the two of you from the kitchen next to Seonghwa, who is quickly peeling a banana he took from the fruit basket.

"Where are you going?" You nod at the luggages.

"Me and Junseo are heading to Japan in a few days." She smiles. "We're way overdue for our anniversary vacation. Meaning, you're gonna have to man the restaurant." You groan. "And watch Charli? Pretty please." She pleads in a sweet tone, knowing you'll always do anything for their 3 year old daughter.

"Seriously?!"

"Charli loves staying with you and Yaya! And all you have to do for the restaurant is make sure everything runs smoothly and be the cute waitress that you already are! It's nothing you haven't done! Plus, Yoongi and Jini will be there, and Charli will be in preschool for the most part." At this point, you whine [moreso about maintaining the restaurant] while Soyeon continues to check the list on her phone.

"Speaking of the restaurant, are you free tonight?" Seonghwa chimes in, looking at his phone.

"I don't know, depends on my boss here." You glare at Soyeon before looking back at Seonghwa. "Why?"

"San is back home so we're going out to the bar."

"Excuse me?!" You yell. "What the fuck!"

"Hey!" Yaya glares at you again. "Say that word one more time in my house."

"Okay, I'm sorry!" You point at Seonghwa. "But, you! Why didn't you tell me about Sannie coming back?!"

"How could I? You were too busy sulking over Mingi." He says, furrowing his brows with a cheek full of banana. Soyeon snorts and shakes her head, making you glare at the both of them.

"Ha-ha very funny. You didn't think you could tell me any other day?"

"Well, he wasn't even supposed to be coming back until next week. But he just texted us saying he decided to come back early and that he's already settled at the condo his uncle owns."

"Why aren't I getting these texts?" Seonghwa smirks and flicks your chin with his finger.

"Because boys need to talk about boy things."

"Oh whatever, it's not like any of you are getting any—"

"Seonghwa, please. Tell that girl to stop talking like that." Yaya pleads for him to tell you to keep it quiet. He chuckles a bit before looking at you pointedly, tapping the tip of your nose.

"Stop that." He smiles down at you. "And who said we weren't?"

"Please, all you guys do is yell while playing FIFA and Mario Party." You sigh. "Anyway, I'm going back to sleep for a bit. I'll come in for an earlier shift at the restaurant so that I can see Sannie." You direct the statement at Soyeon and all she does is nod.

"Pick you up afterwards then?"

"Ah, it's okay. Usual bar, right?" He nods. "I'll just bus over." You tap his chest. "Thanks pichu, see you later. Have fun at work!" At this point, Yaya is walking towards Soyeon and Seonghwa, hands placed on her hips as she observes you skipping to your in-law suite.

"Hwa." Yaya tugs on his arm before he can help Soyeon pack the large luggages in her trunk and head out to pick up Wooyoung.

"Hm?"

"It should just be you two." She pouts, making Seonghwa laugh. Time and time again, Yaya has always pushed the 'you and Seonghwa' agenda, stating that you two were meant to be together. And Seonghwa doesn't mind, he always laughs about it. He kinda likes that Yaya [everyone, really] thinks so, and if things were easy, he'd make it happen without question. But things aren't— because there's always that voice in the back of his head that tells him he needs to leave things as they are or else everything will be ruined.

He doesn't want that.

He would rather bury his feelings than lose you.

There's no way you'd go that route with him. You've made it clear to everyone that Seonghwa was your bestfriend and your bestfriend only. That people need to quit shoving the idea down your throat because you could never; he'd be lying if he said it didn't hurt to hear it.

"Yaya, you already know the answer to that." He says anyway and she pouts even more, leaning her head against his firm bicep.

"But you're the only one who knows how to handle her. She's such a handful but you've always stayed by her side."

"Mm, I don't think I necessarily had a choice." Yaya chuckles and gently swats his arm playfully.

"You two should just kiss and get married."

"Kiss and get married? Wow. What a plan." Soyeon says sarcastically, making Seonghwa laugh.

"No can do with that one." He places a small kiss on the top of her head before helping Soyeon with the last large luggage. "I gotta pick up Wooyoung and head to work. Text or call me if you need me." Seonghwa says.

"Make sure my baby cousin doesn't do anything reckless tonight when she's out with you guys? Like, I don't know, run to Mingi while drunk?" Seonghwa shakes his head at Soyeon's response.

"Won't let her out of my sight." He waves one last goodbye before settling into his car and driving off.

It's 20 minutes to Wooyoung's apartment, and another 15 to the university from there. When he arrives, Wooyoung tosses his own duffle bag in the back and plops into the passenger's seat before slouching into it.

"Did you find babygirl?" Wooyoung asks, making Seonghwa furrow his brows at him.

"Yes I did, and stop calling her that."

"Why, are you jealous? You can't gatekeep Y/N to yourself. I'm close to her, too." Wooyoung smirks.

"Shut up before I make you walk to work." Seonghwa glares at him. "It's not even that, it's just weird."

"Why is it weird?"

"Because it is."

"Because you love her?"

"Get the hell out—"

"I'm sorry! I'm kidding!" Wooyoung says in a high-pitched tone before laughing. "But, really, it's not weird."

"Yes, it is."

"She loves it and she's used to it. Therefore, I'll keep using it. Resting my case, your honor." Wooyoung snorts. "What happened last night anyway?"

"I don't know, she got into a fight with Mingi and walked out."

"He didn't come after her? It was pouring."

"Nope. She was gonna walk to.. I don't know, actually. She was just walking in the rain."

"That's not okay." Wooyoung sucks his teeth and does a slight head tilt. "They're toxic as hell to each other." Seonghwa shrugs.

"I know. I tried to tell her but at a certain point, that's all I can do. It gets really hard to control someone's behavior and police their actions."

"Can I ask you something?" Wooyoung looks at him with a small smile. "I'm genuinely curious."

"What?" 

"Why haven't you made your move on Y/N? Your feelings for her have always been obvious."

"Have they? Seems like she's the only one who hasn't seen it." Wooyoung shrugs.

"Yeah. I mean, you drop everything— and I mean everything— for her without question. And you get all affectionate with her!" His tone raises a bit. "You hate initiating affection! If that ain't love.." Wooyoung tilts his head again and squints at Seonghwa.

"She's my bestfriend. All of that happens naturally."

"It's not just that, and you know it. I know people really do put their bestfriends on a pedestal, but you put babygirl before anyone and anything. Even yourself." Seonghwa slightly winces at the Wooyoung's nickname before shaking his head.

"Not true."

"Very true. Look, dude. It's not bad, but I do hope you leave some space for yourself. I know she would never intentionally hurt you, but it still doesn't eliminate the possibility of getting hurt at some point. I don't want that to happen, especially if you've poured everything in her over these years." Seonghwa lets out a breath and pauses for a moment because for once, Wooyoung makes sense. And he's right. He has poured everything in you, continues to pour everything in you very willingly— sometimes, he doesn't even realize he's doing it. Sometimes, he doesn't even realize he's putting you before everything, that he's dropping everything for you.

Hell, it's even to the point where he can't even date properly and sleeps around from time to time to let out steam. It's because he just feels this attachment to you; an attachment past being your bestfriend— like some thread of hope he holds onto, thinking that some day, you'll see him in that light.

Someone who could genuinely, deeply and strongly love you, care for you, support you, with no boundaries.

"I know."

"Why don't you just tell her? You know, be honest." Wooyoung shrugs. 

"I don't wanna lose her, and I'm afraid I will if I do. I'm afraid I'll fuck everything up between us and change the dynamic just because I wanted to be selfish."

"I don't think you'd lose her. I'm sure she wouldn't let that change anything between the two of you, either. And why don't you think she'd go for it?"

"I just don't think she would."

"Maybe she's thinking the same way as you." Wooyoung sees the university in sight and starts to loosen himself up, getting ready to head out of the door as soon as Seonghwa pulls into a spot. "I think you should go for it, Hwa. You can't live like this forever. You love her, she should know. And if things don't work out, I doubt she'll let that change things between you two. You two understand each other well, and you both make sense together."

"Mm, yeah. Thanks." Seonghwa gives him a pursed smile before Wooyoung slips off his seatbelt and smiles.

"Guess that means I can tag along again tomorrow?" Seonghwa rolls his eyes and steps out of the car before slamming his door.

"I'll think about it, lazy ass."

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The Third Love

Yunho x female reader Requested? Yes! Request: ‘friends to lovers ateez yunho fic 🥺💞’ Word count: 4k

The Three Love Theory The first love: the one that teaches you what love even is.  The second love: the hard love, the one that teaches you a lot of lessons.  The third love: the unexpected love, the one that’s meant to last. 

Yunho doesn’t know if he believes in love. 

He sees it and hears about it all the time. It’s a couple on the street that look totally head over heels for each other. Or it’s one of his friends wearing a dopey, lovesick expression after a date or simply receiving a text. Or it’s the hundreds of romcoms out there that were surely inspired by something real. He knows others feel it. But every run-in he’s had with love has left him feeling bitter and perhaps sometimes a little more hollow than when he started. 

He met you four years ago. You’re a hopeless romantic and love the idea of dating. He thinks that’s probably one of the reasons why you and San get along so well sometimes - it’s your shared love for love. San has known you for a long time but sort of lost contact when he left home to pursue being an idol. 

Then, one day San was overjoyed to find out that you’d taken a job here in Seoul and he couldn’t wait to reconnect and introduce you to his group members that had become a sort of family away from home. Yunho felt the stirring of something right away when he met you, but couldn’t quite put a name to it. 

You became a fixture in the dorms quickly. There were many nights that they’d come home from a late practice or recording and find you on the couch with some snacks having made yourself comfortable while waiting for them. Not a single one of them would ever say anything about it, typically joining you to unwind. 

On one of these occasions, the topic had turned to dating. Mingi was recovering about a recent breakup, one that had hurt quite a bit. You’d simply said, “it’s a second love then.” You’d been met with quite a few questioning glances and you explained. 

The first love was ideal. It’s the one that you get swept up in fast by, and it might fizzle out just as fast but you’ll never forget it because it’s your first. 

The second is the hard love. The one that you come away from learning a lot about yourself and others. It’ll hurt, but you’ll be better for it in the long run. You say this breakup is Mingi’s hard love. The acknowledgment, or maybe even just being to put a name to it as if it’s a universal experience, seems to make Mingi feel better and that was really the whole point of the conversation. 

You sigh and shrug about the third when asked. You say it’s supposedly the unexpected love. The one you didn’t realize you needed and it’s usually the one that lasts. You even look a little perplexed at the thought, because how do you find something unexpected?

Yunho’s in the same boat as you. You can’t go looking for unexpected. You have to wait for it to find you. 

~

Yunho knows you for only a couple years before it clicks. You hadn’t dated much before moving to Seoul. There were a few ‘super casual’ boyfriends as you call them - guys that asked you out and were nice enough, but you didn’t feel much for them. You’d agreed to the dates that you went on because there was no reason not to, but you didn't feel any particular way about things not working out. 

Your first love comes in the form of a guy named Junseo. He’s a new coworker of yours and Yunho distinctly remembers how giddy you were to tell San about him the day you met him. The next week, you’re even more excited to tell him that Junseo asked you out on a date. 

Yunho thinks he’s never seen you so happy, and San even agrees, at least when it comes to dating. It’s confirmed when you say that it’s never felt like this. You’re absolutely starry-eyed about everything Junseo does - the simple dates, the flowers, the gentlemanly behavior, the sex and intimacy. 

You don’t talk about that last part very much, but it’s something the boys tease you about, if only because of how you flush at the mention. Your mood can’t be dampened though, not even when Jongho rolls his eyes and says something like, “yes, he’s supposed to do all of that.”

But your mood does eventually dampen. When asked you shrug it off at first, but the boys press the issue. Junseo is distant lately. You don’t see him much anymore, not even around the office, and some of that effort has began to dwindle. The helpless look in your eyes tugs at Yunho’s heart strings, like you’re watching things slip through your fingers and can’t do anything to stop it. He enjoyed seeing you happy, even if there was some unknown conflict brewing inside of him sometimes. 

Then came the fateful day, you came over to the dorms, clearly upset. Junseo had gotten another job in another city and would be moving promptly. You said he apologized for the surprise, but he didn’t want to discuss it with you without some solid plans. This lights a fire under Yunho, as well as a few other members, because it sure sounds like he held onto that information so he could hang on to you in case this job fell through. 

San simply bundles you up in a blanket on the couch and feeds you ice cream while a romcom plays on the TV. Yunho simmers in anger that he can’t quite decipher all night. 

~

Your second love comes in the form of a guy named Siwoo. Even Yunho thinks he's pretty charming the few times he's met him. In private, you admit that you think he’s the third love because of how he seemed to come out of thin air and he’s kind of everything you ever wanted. 

You met him at the florist. He was there picking up flowers for his mother and immediately introduced himself and asked to get to know you. You were starry-eyed for everything about him too, but the more the boys heard about him, the more they weren’t sure about this. 

He worked crazy hours for an office employee and the most convenient time for you to see him was late at night. He’d come to your apartment in a suit and tie, and it was convincing. But at best, he was a workaholic that needed to take a vacation or two and leave at 5pm like most people, and at worst, he was doing something else with his time before he called you just before midnight a few times a week. 

Then there were the crazy amount of business trips. He’d disappear for weeks at a time, claiming to be super busy and unable to even send a text, only to reappear like there hadn’t just been radio silence. You defend him, claiming he’s just incredibly hard working. But within the group (and not around you), the boys debated if this was a red flag disguised as a hardworking nature. Yeosang argued that while he still wasn’t crazy about Siwoo, Ateez themselves kept some crazy schedules. Was that a red flag too? Wooyoung countered that as busy as he was, his phone was on him nearly 24/7 and he had moments to send a ‘Hi, how’s your day’ text at the very least, so to him it was a red flag. The group was divided on this.

And it should have been a red flag. The rest of the boys were busy and you and Yunho went out to grab some dinner. And who would you see but Siwoo?

But he’s with another woman, who’s wearing a big, sparkly ring and looks totally in love. They’re obviously on a date, and it’s not a new thing, judging by how he's wearing a ring too.

Yunho gets your food to go and lets you cry in the car. You say between sobs that he was supposed to be in Japan. And now you’re coming to terms as you let out a seemingly never ending steam of tears that you were a fool. The late night visits must have been him sneaking away from his partner. The long business trips were more than likely him having prior commitments with his partner and the radio silence was him attempting not to get caught. And those flowers he was buying when you met him? Probably not for his mother at all now that you think about it. 

Yunho lets you lean into him and cry for what feels like hours. At one point, he even pulls you half into his lap, if only because your sobs seem to ease the closer he holds you as he rubs your back soothingly. He hates it. And he hates Siwoo. 

But this is when two things click. Siwoo is your second love - the hard love that comes with lessons, and perhaps some trust issues in the future. Not the third love that you hoped he’d be. 

And Yunho can identify his feelings swirling in his gut now. It’s love, but to what degree and of which kind he’s not certain. And perhaps a little bit of jealousy is swirling too. 

~

You take a while to get over Siwoo. After you cried in his car, Yunho took you back to the blessedly empty dorm and helped you craft a breakup text between bites of reheated food, complete with the news that you know he’s been two-timing (or more, but it’s not worth finding out). Then you block him. You cry some more that night and your mood is impacted for weeks. 

You ask Yunho to not tell the whole story to the boys, lest they be out for blood. Yunho raises an eyebrow at you because he’s out for blood, but eventually relents, sticking to the story that you feed the others. It wasn’t going to work out and that’s all Yunho knows. That doesn’t stop the boys, particularly San, from pressing Yunho about it individually, since this breakup appeared to happen overnight while Yunho was with you. Yunho keeps his promise, though he’s still bitter about how things went for you and would love nothing more than to start an angry mob on your behalf. 

The surprise for Yunho is that his group members’ looks turn sly the moment your mood seems to lift. You leave the room and Wooyoung is pinning him with a look. “So, how long have you been into her?”

Yunho plays dumb. “I’m not sure what you’re talking about.”

“I mean that you guys have gotten exceptionally close since she broke up with that demon,” Wooyoung says. They don’t dare utter Siwoo’s name in the dorms or around you. It’s not just because of what your reaction might be. It’s on sight for any of them if they ever run into Siwoo, even if they don’t all know the whole story. You were hurt and that was all that mattered to them. 

Wooyoung continues, “You guys spend a lot of time together now, that’s all.” Wooyoung tries to seem innocent with this observation, but Yunho recognizes the mischief in his friend’s eyes. 

Yunho raises an eyebrow. “You spend just as much time with her. Are you into her?”

Wooyoung shrugs casually. “Sure, I’d date her. But I won’t step on your toes, don’t worry.” He looks so smug as the conversation shifts when you come back into the room. 

Yunho wonders how transparent he is. And maybe what they’re actually seeing, because he has no idea what it looks like on the surface. He can barely define what’s below the surface. 

~

Things keep shifting, or at least they do for Yunho. He is closer with you, not just in how much you both talk and spend time together, but physically as well. It happens so gradually that he barely realizes it happened. 

You go out with the boys to a club or bar, and he’s the one you hook your hand with to make sure you both stay with the group. 

You’ve basically claimed his passenger seat, and he doesn’t think anything of it to send his group members to the backseat. It starts as a ‘ladies, first’ sort of thing, but your name might as well be on the seat because he starts to feel weird about anyone else being in it. 

If you need to get something off a high shelf, he’s the first one you look at. Not that it matters, because he’s already approaching before you even look at him. He also doesn’t think anything of coming up behind you and placing a hand on your hip or waist as he gets what you need, his front pressed against your back. He really doesn’t mean anything by it, he doesn’t even realize he’s doing it most of the time because it feels so natural. 

And he really doesn’t mean anything by it when the group is piled up in one of the dorm living rooms to watch a movie or play a video game and he pulls you into his lap to keep you from sitting on the floor. His hands find your hips and pull you down, arms folding around your waist when you fall into him. It happens in the blink of an eye. 

He doesn’t realize right away that he does any of this 99% of the time, and you show next to no reaction so he doesn’t think you realize either. But his group members do. What tips him off about how often these little things happen is the look his group members give him. He pulls you into his lap at the table when they’ve ran out of seats and Hongjoong is smiling and raising an eyebrow at him. Or he kicks Wooyoung to the back seat of his car and Wooyoung playfully rolls his eyes and mumbles something about preferential treatment. Or when you don’t think anything of sleeping over in Yunho’s bed with him, Seonghwa kind of looks like he might be planning a wedding. 

Once Yunho realizes where things are going, it petrifies him. He doesn’t want to be another first or second love for you. And he wonders what kind of love you’d be for him, because he’s been burned too. He’s not sure if he even wants to cross that boundary at all and risk the friendship you two have built. But he’s helpless to stop the way things are going now as the lines get a little blurrier with each passing day. 

~

San is the one to truly corner him about it. “What’s happening with you and Y/N?” 

Yunho raises an eyebrow. “Nothing? We’re friends.”

San narrows his eyes, nodding, though Yunho thinks it’s probably not out of agreement. San points to himself. “I’m friends with her. And I recognize that I’m pretty touchy. But there’s a whole new level to what’s going on with you guys.” Yunho stares, not really sure what to say. San purses his lips. “You know, I’d be fine with it, right? Not that I think you care much about approval, but we’d all be happy. Thrilled, really.”

“But why?” Yunho finds himself asking, even though questioning at all would make him run the risk of being found out. 

“Because it’s unexpected,” San shrugs. Yunho gives him a blank look and San rolls his eyes. “The three love theory. It’s unexpected for both of you, obviously, because you guys don’t even realize that you already act like a couple.”

Yunho shrugs and says he doesn’t know, which is the only genuine answer he has. 

~

The thing is, once he sees it, he can’t unsee it. It starts to eat him alive when he realizes how often his fingers twitch to reach out to you. Or how he’s always got you in his periphery, even if you aren’t the center of attention in the conversation. Or how he just assumes you both have plans when he’s free, and feels let down if you have prior commitments. 

For a while, there’s a suffocating element to it - this drive of unknown origin to be attached to you 24/7. Yunho’s a friendly, social person, but even he likes his space sometimes, and you are the biggest exception to the rule that he’s ever ran into. 

But then, he notices how it’s you that initiates things too. You’re the one that grabs his hand in a crowd. You’re the one that looks to him for help with something. You’re the one that asks for rides places. 

And like tonight during game night and the dorm, you’re the one to wedge yourself in between Yunho and Mingi's seats and fall into Yunho’s lap. He lets you, because of course he does. His fingers were itching for that spot on your hips to pull you in anyway. 

You’ve warned that you’ve had a long day and are pretty tired. So it’s not a surprise to anyone when you tap out of the next round at some point. It is somewhat of a surprise at how you curl up into Yunho’s chest. He plays a couple more rounds before tapping out as well and sitting back. You’re out like a light, unaware of any game night chaos happening around you. 

Hongjoong is giving him a look. Most of his group members not engrossed in the game are. “This is getting out of hand,” Hongjoong teases. 

“What is?” Yunho plays dumb, far more aware of what this might look like than he ever has been before. 

Hongjoong gives him an unimpressed look. “You’re not doing yourself any favors by dodging this. You need to start being honest.”

He feels all eyes on him besides yours now, game forgotten. “You guys are so nosy,” Yunho admonishes, though it does little good. 

“Remember what I said,” San muses before moving on to another topic. 

Yunho eventually carries you to bed and settles you in under the covers. He does remember what San said, but while lying next to you in bed, he’s not sure what to do with that. He lets you curl up into his side and is helpless to doze off before he figures it out. 

Perhaps he might never figure it out. 

~

You’ve met somebody. 

Ryung is a guy you met on a dating app. Yunho is a little bit crushed to find out that you downloaded them in the first place but knows he has no room to say anything, so he bites his tongue. 

He doesn’t miss the look at his group members give him here and there as you tell them about how you matched with Ryung and had been messaging with him for a few days now. He bites his tongue about that as well. You’ve taken your time getting past Siwoo, and it was only a matter of time before someone else would come along and show interest. 

Ryung is trying to meet up - for a date, for a coffee, for a hookup, you aren’t totally sure, which is why you haven’t committed to anything yet. You say there’s some security in just sticking to messages and sort of getting to know each other right now. Yunho swallows harshly because what’s not secure about him? Right here. Sitting next to you. 

You don’t notice that Yunho’s not said much tonight until it’s time for bed. He doesn’t say anything as you both go to his room and get ready to settle in, and you ask him if he’s okay. He says ‘of course’.

Yunho lays in bed next to you and lets you curl into his side like you always do, arm wrapped around you. It feels like he has to say something, so he tries to be casual. “I didn’t know you were on dating apps.”

You grip his t-shirt a little bit. “I wasn’t until recently. One of my coworkers encouraged it, so I thought it wouldn’t hurt.”

Yunho hums. He supposes it doesn’t hurt if you aren’t him. “Going on a date then?”

You shrug against him. “I don’t know. Do you think I should?” 

He doesn’t know why this question, out of all things you two have ever said or done, feels like standing at a precipice. It’s so risky to say anything besides, “yes, of course,” but he feels like he’s about to burst. 

“Selfishly?” He hesitates. You lift your head up to look at him and he’s helpless to not meet your eyes. “No. I wish you wouldn’t.”

You look confused, but perhaps not as confused as he expected you to be. Maybe you realized how things had shifted lately too. “Selfishly?” Yunho just nods, combing back your hair. “Why?”

Yunho likes to think he’s pretty brave, and perhaps even a little reckless sometimes, but this might even be too much for him. His mouth feels a little thick when he admits, “I don’t really like to watch you date other people. I wish it was me.”

Your eyes flare incrementally. You place your hand against his cheek and the whole thing is sickeningly sweet in a way that Yunho isn’t familiar with. “How long have you felt this way?”

Yunho shrugs. “I’m not sure, really. It kind of crept up on me.”

You give him a little smile. “Me too.” 

Like a lot of things with you, Yunho is helpless, so he leans in and slowly kisses you. It’s something he gets lost in, especially when you kiss him back. He only stops when he’s breathless. 

You sigh deeply against his lips. “What now?” 

“Delete your dating apps. I’m taking you out tomorrow.” 

You smile, rolling to grab your phone, unlocking it and handing it to him. “You do the honors.” 

And what an honor it is to hit the little X on each of those apps. 

~

You and Yunho try to be discreet at first. On the surface, not a lot changes in front of the group members. But the thing is, there’s no such thing as privacy in the dorm. 

Yunho has you in his lap and he’s been kissing you for what feels like hours and hopes there’s no end in sight. He could spend the rest of his life like this. 

The end in sight is Mingi barging into the room. You pull back from Yunho at the intrusion, but to his relief don’t try to scramble off of him or anything. You both pin Mingi with a look of irritation, though it doesn’t matter because Mingi is reeling back out of the room with his eyes covered, slamming the door behind him. Screams echo behind him. 

You give Yunho a mildly entertained look from where you’re perched on his lap, hands clasping his shoulders. “I guess the secret's out.”

Yunho laughs, fingers gliding up and down your back. “I’m not sure how much of a secret it was to begin with, baby.”

You laugh and lean into his lips again, but it’s interrupted by the loud announcement from the other room. Now the whole group must know. They’re cheering. Yunho stands up, placing you on the ground and walking to the bedroom door. “Are we facing the music now?” You tease, wondering if you should follow him. 

Yunho snorts, flipping the lock and coming back to you. “Not a chance.” As you giggle against his lips, he does think he believes in love now. 

[synsio]

The way Taeheon and Junseo interact has changed so much, I want to know why so badly

What the hell happened between chapter 29 and chapter 41 that has yun taeheon like this...? Like hell between that time and now they have RINGS?? (Yes i know its part of the plan but those rings sure as hell werent cheap, and they also mustve had to find time to talk to each other based on the texts)

This whole segment of the chapter feels oddly casual compared to their other interactions, but perhaps thats me having faulty memory. After all, taeheon always addressed junseo with a degree of formality up until this chapter (i'd like you to pay attention to the fact that this is the next in-person interaction we get of them, after woo hyein called out that theyre "not that close" and "you dont trust him")

Theyre on first name basis now too by the way. This chapter just feels like a fever dream, i think. Taeheon is just so much more ... perceptive when it comes to Junseo now. He used to not notice when Junseo was overthinking like this, but now he catches onto it AND he snaps Junseo out of it.

Not only that but previously, it felt almost as if Yun Taeheon saw Junseo as a useful ally/asset to have connections with. Now it feels as if Yun Taeheons idea of what Junseo means to him is so much more... firm??? He knows what he wants from Junseo; he wants Junseo to bring out his potential, the one thats usually locked behind his weaponry issue. He doesn't care about anything else, he doesnt care about the unreasonable demands he has to meet in order to keep Junseo by his side

Its not just taeheon thats so much more comfortable around the other either. Although its less obvious with Junseo, since he's rarely seen giving a damn about how others perceive him, he actually does pay a little bit of attention to how characters like Han Jia treat him. Taeheon is the first person Junseo has ever been able to trust ever since he inherited his past life memories, aside from elizabeth.

Sometimes i wonder how painful that mustve been before he started trusting Taeheon, knowing that the only person you've been able to trust is the person you have literal control over. Is that really trust? Or do you just lack fear because you have control over whether or not they get to spread this information? How did he feel when he realized that the rental pay didn't work on Taeheon?

[pentagonieslut]

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it's a group sex drabble. from that post i made. enjoy!!

you were in the practice room, wearing a bikini that covered your nipples just slightly and thong bottom being eaten by your ass as you took a mirror selfie, showing off your curves as you had puckered lips donning your face.

after taking all the mirror photos you wanted and going to the pool for a quick swim, just missing the boys by a few seconds as they entered the practice room, getting ready to practice the choreography for ghost ridah.

coming back from your swim and changed into a mini skirt that did everything but cover the bottom quarter of your ass and a cropped bratz style tee, you went to the cafeteria to eat as changmin looked at his phone with a furrowed brow and a clear boner exposing him.

"hyung, you need to take care of that." yuku said as he gave him his sweatshirt to quickly run to the bathroom as he looked up. "this can't be cured that easily." he replied with a deep breath as heechan spoke. "oh? she looks good in that bikini." he said as yuku and harry leaned over to look at his phone and nodded in agreement.

"go take care of it now so we can practice changmin." dongil said as the door shut closed quickly.

it was like this for the next week. each photo you posted was revealing and had something the boys loved. you didn't realize it until today when you were in your iconic mini skirt and bralette outfit for the umpteenth time.

even poor harry had fucked his fleshlight senseless in the bathroom during one of the practices as he stared at the video you had posted on your story.

you were sitting on the couch in the practice room as the boys practiced and stole glances at you as you smiled at your phone and texted guys, obviously. "don't you work today?" heechan had asked as you looked up from your phone. "no, i'm off today. the private party birthday boy got sick so they had to cancel." you replied as you went back to your phone nonchalantly.

time passed as you had finally put your phone down and watched them practice, correcting their moves and technicals. "badaz. you two aren't making it sharp. also, go eat, it's two." you said as they stopped and nodded, heechan sitting on the couch and rewatching the video.

as everyone except heechan who wanted to work on his movement a bit, left to go eat, the two of you made eye contact through the mirror as you had a heated silent conversation.

as if you both knew what the other's conversation would be, you moved the couch in front of the mirror as he slammed his lips against yours and laid you down on the couch gently, bodies grinding against each other.

heechan had yanked your legs open as he went down on you, licking up all the wetness you had coming out of you as he smiled smugly. "orange is my favourite colour but no orange today?" he teased as you looked at him with a grin. "just hurry up and eat me out before you get pushed out the way." you chuckled as he went back to eating and slipped a few fingers in, a moan escaping your lips as you had gripped his hair roughly and smiled.

heechan was dicking you down with his tongue as the door opened to reveal the other four frozen in shock at the scene in front of the mirror.

heechan popped up, licking his lips with a grin. "ah. you guys are back. that was fast." he said as they placed down the to-go bags down and closed the door quickly. "you're seriously fucking each other now?" changmin asked as you gave a grin.

"junseo had fucked me in the middle of his and seongmin's gym session." you had grinned as everyone exchanged glances with one another as an abrupt moan left your lips from the feeling of heechan shoving his cock inside of you and burying his face in your neck with a deep groan.

"well? don't you want to fuck me senseless?" you had asked as changmin had already made his way over and was underneath you, cock shoved in your ass as he moved in sync with heechan.

dongil and yuku followed suit right after as well, leaving harry to swallow hard and watch the scene in front of him. you couldn't talk as you stroked dongil's cock whilst blowing yuku who's high pitched moans were making your ears feel like they were being serenaded.

alternating between yuku and dongil's cocks in your mouth, you got off heechan and changmin as yuku yanked you by the hair towards him and shoved inside you, his thrusts being fast at the pleasure of feeling your pussy tighten around his cock.

after all, after being called for once you wouldn't be around for a few weeks.

"harry, don't you want eat my pussy again?" you had said as harry moved towards you and sat on his knees, waiting patiently. changmin had shoved into your mouth as dongil fingered you and heechan rubbed your clit, the scent of your parfume filling their noses and the lewd thoughts they couldn't get rid of were overtaking their mind.

you had removed from yuku's cock as addicting as it was, moving to take care of harry who only smiled and slammed his lips against yours, picking you up and slamming you against the mirror as the two of you made out and harry fucked you, ignoring the complaints of the others.

everyone sat on the couch and watched as harry had let you down and spun you around, shoving into your ass as he fucked you and choked you roughly, making sure you knew who was your main summoner.

"fuck you for being so fucking hot. i hate it." he whispered as your eyes rolled to the back of your head from pleasure.

harry had left you against the mirror as he grabbed another chair and sat on it, patting his thigh as you happily sat down on it and rode it, breasts being played with as you were kissed by changmin who had been the main culprit of making you love being their fuck toy.

your lips were starting to swell as harry was shoved out the way as you bounced on changmin's cock, feeling yourself be stopped and lifted up as yuku shoved into you again, you being rammed by the both of them.

yuku had not been too kind with his gentle mercy he had usually given you as he fucked you senseless, now you breasts being teased by him as you glanced at the others who only licked their lips and waited their turn.

that was until all of you had heard a beeping sound and looked over. heechan and dongil cursed loudly as you were gently placed on the couch as everyone cleaned up and you snapped your fingers, everything going back to the way it was before they had decided to all fuck you at once.

[aajjks]

DHP!JK

hi baby 💕

missed me? i bet you did

come and see me

i miss you

i know you see this. text me back 🥺

now

been meaning to tell you this but i love you. i’m so in love that it fucking hurts and nobody will ever love you like i can. they don’t understand you like i do. they don’t get you like i do

we’re alike you and i. i’m the yin to your yang.

you know that

i know that you know but is it selfish that i don’t really care? you fucked around too so don’t be a hypocrite about it

i love you, kookie

jungkook reads over the texts and they get more unhinged as more pour in. ‘the yin to your yang,’ ‘nobody will ever love you like i can,’ they’re all insane. jungkook wants to call the number and call her every degrading name he can think of but he decides against it and blocks sarang’s number. he’s sure she’ll find another way to reach out to him but he’s focused on something much bigger than his little ‘stalker.’

to distract himself from your absence, he goes to the nursery they’ve finally got together and works on the finishing touches in the room. hanging on the wall is the baby’s name in hangul. jeon junseo (전준서), meaning auspicious, was the perfect name for the little bundle of joy growing inside you. each day jungkook gets more anxious to meet his little twin but when the news reaches a certain someone, the mere thought of you carrying and having something they’ve always wanted puts a bitter taste in their mouth.

~🫧

happy birthday alina!!! you are such a sweet person and i’m so thankful for you. wishing you a happy 20th princess!! woohooo!! 🎂🎉

Being in the nursery of his child, it really brings him a sense of peace that he only finds with you. Her messages were unhinged and crazy, but he doesn’t really give a fuck about her.

He’s so excited for the arrival of his little bundle of joy, but at the same time he gets anxious because now along with you, he has someone else to lose and just a thought of losing any one of you makes him go crazy

He knows that you’re still hanging out with your sister, but he feels like this house will eat him away if you don’t come home right now

It’s OK you deserve to hang out with your family, but it’s just so hard for him, maybe advising your sister to talk to you wasn’t really the best idea but it’s done now

And if it makes you happy, he would do anything for you even if it hurts him physically emotionally or mentally

You are his happiness and no one else matters. No one but you and his baby.

He would do anything for the both of you, even if it means killing again, he would do it in a heartbeat.

Hours pass by, and he’s done with the nursery and he thinks that you’re gonna be really happy when you come home and see it finished and ready

You’re gonna get married to him and everything’s gonna work out, you will have your baby and live your happily ever after with him.. jungkook exits the nursery and starts pacing around the living room

She’s not the yin to his Yang. you are.

No one can love him more than you and you have proved it, she’s just bluffing, because she’s a crazy bitch.

You’re the only one who understands him you’re the only one who hasn’t judged him for what he did because even you know that he did it for you. He did it for love.

You wanted to leave him, but you didn’t. You abandoned everyone for him. You quit your job for him. You tolerated his mother’s insults, and now you are carrying and nurturing his own baby inside you

You love him so much he knows that you do.

He’s starting to get a little worried that you still haven’t come home yet but as soon as he’s about to go to your sisters house to get you back the door unlocks.

Jungkooks mood instantly brightens up when he sees you enter the house.

“YN YOU’RE FINALLY HOME!” He immediately walks over to you and pulls you in for a tight tight hug.

Jungkook feels your belly poke against his and he kisses you, passionately. He’s just missed you a lot.

“Sorry.. I just missed you a lot OK and thank God you’re home. I was starting to get worried..” he says, caressing your baby bump.

And then he takes you to the couch, as you sit down, he runs to the kitchen and brings you some water.

“Hm, yn how was your day with your sister? Tell me everything!”

[hausofanya]

seok dowon’s true colors.

now you may be thinking to yourself... but hausleo, you just gave a brief schpeel about dowon already? there’s more? oh yes. there’s a fuck ton more.

when cléo went on hiatus in september of 2021, the general public was still grappling with the fact that she a.) even had a relationship, b.) was dating someone, much less someone four years her senior (to which… okay…? y’all love shipping her with chan and he’s three years older than her. give me a break.), and c.) all this drama surrounding the fallout of how the info was even leaked to begin with. as jype does, they released a statement and cléo was indefinitely sent to the basement.

but curiously, dowon did something i don’t think i've ever seen in the kpop community ever. less than twenty-four hours after jype’s statement was released, wiseone and dowon were preparing a lawsuit against junseo and caila, whose names weren’t public at the time. netizens were shocked, and then positively gagged when dowon would go live the very next day to announce his public support of cléo despite the situation. nothing but good words and spirits were shared in the one hour live, and netizens gradually began to rally behind him.

and then junseo and caila retaliated with his deepest darkest secrets. and this is where i have to issue a trigger warning for physical and emotional abuse.

remember when i said keep jeong lia in your back pocket? his first rumored girlfriend? texts between dowon and lia were leaked displaying dowon badgering her for money spanning across 2019 to 2020. he would degrade her and even go as far as to show up to her house — sending her pictures of her kitchen and even her bedroom. lia would file for a restraining order against him, but the charges were dropped due to his career blossoming and lia allegedly getting settlement money under the table. but lia isn’t the first victim.

more texts and allegations dropped like flies from october 2021 to december 2021 that date all the way back to his musical days. one wiseone employee would release a damning bunch of images detailing his physical assault against them, with blurred pictures of bruising to their face, arms, and legs. they also released hospital bills and pictures of them during their time in rehabilitation. another would drop a snippet of a recorded conversation they had with the wiseone ceo, which is as follows:

CEO: you said he assaulted you? what is this talk of assault? assault?

EMPLOYEE: yes. i believe he is a danger to me and the other employees. he has been releasing his frustrations on us since he didn’t get the [REDACTED].

CEO: well, that can’t be helped, no? you know how boys are. he’ll calm down eventually.

wiseone ceo… but we’re not even there yet. let’s stay on track.

as more and more evidence all around claiming that dowon was a scamming, abusive, money hungry piece of shit—the messages he sent cléo also surfaced. and they were also revealed by none other than junseo himself.

i need you to be seated when you hear this. together, junseo and caila released over two hundred screenshots and files of cléo and dowon’s private conversations spanning from august 2020 to september 2021, from cute romantic gestures to dowon verbally and emotionally abusing her and threatening to publicly humiliate her. the most pg thing i can even mention was that he called her a ‘money hungry thieving bitch’ who didn’t deserve all the love and attention she was getting from her performing on stage. that is what i can even say out loud and i’m wincing the entire time.

whole time cléo was sending him money. you genuinely cannot make this up. he faked hospitalization records and bills that needed to be paid, which turned out to be heavily edited versions of the very real records made against him, and would beg and plead for money. when she wouldn’t cave, he would turn on her in an instant.

and then a five minute clip of security footage of her getting cornered outside of a practice room dropped as well. there’s no audio, but the footage thankfully isn’t as microwave quality as these videos usually are. on the clip, you can clearly see cléo’s body language change once she realizes who is approaching her, and she gets dragged into another recording room before wrestling free and running out of the room. dowon is spotted bursting out moments later, only to stalk off in the opposite direction when he doesn’t see her.

the internet quite literally exploded overnight.

cléo—the young woman who never had anything but a smile on her face, affectionate and caring, and who everyone had nothing but respect and kind words to say about regardless of what your position was in or out of the industry—had been suffering. and nobody knew of it.

petitions, protests, and media coverage were on the ordeal like moths to a flame. her case made headlines internationally, and due to her being an american born citizen, there were whispers about the involvement of the united states justice department.

the hashtag #APOLOGIZETOCLEO trended everywhere for months with fans boycotting anything that had any attachment to seok dowon’s name. skincare, makeup, movies and films—and one by one, brands began to drop him in fear of losing their audiences.

calls for cléo’s hiatus to be cancelled were also made, but jype would release yet another announcement that the hiatus would remain for the reasons stated. they also added that they were working with the MOJ to file charges against the three individuals (seok dowon, roh junseo, and caila) as well as against wiseone and those who spread malicious lies against cléo.

[chaeinedup]

Sentimental WEi

[sewooonz]

HJ: i wanted to secretly film on junseo hyung's phone though…😮‍💨 #D1 #JUNSEO #HARRY_JUNE #DKB #harryjuneseyes🌞👀

[junseo-ia]

»» 𝖊𝖚𝖕𝖍𝖔𝖗𝖎𝖆

[ @akobel-ia ] The first month of the semester seemed to go by faster than Jun had expected. He had retained so much new knowledge that he knew he would have never have learned this fast if he had just stayed at home, which made him grateful for pushing himself to join the academy. However, on top of retaining knowledge, he surprised himself and somehow retained relationships. It was a pleasant surprise really. He didn't think that he would meet people and enjoy their company since he would often hide himself away in his room back home from his siblings, but this was different. The people here were intriguing and different. Like Akobel for example. Jun enjoyed the other's presence especially since he wasn't particularly loud compared to their classmates. And his presence felt somewhat calming.

Jun glanced up from his book to look at Ako before placing it down onto the coffee table that had become their study nook and let out a sigh. "This scavenger hunt that our professor has us doing in the text is unnecessary. Just give us a fucking powerpoint or some shit." Junseo rested his head against his arm on the table and stared at Ako. "Any luck on your end for number eight?"

[moonperished]

Hallelujah

A/N: Mentions of mental illness, idol life, implications of societal pressure, trauma, injuries (none self-inflicted), self-destructive behavior through addictive means (such as sex), and a suicide mention.There will be slight mentions of growing up as a child of a parent with a mental disorder that “severely affects everyday life” and what it looks like as a young adult in their twenties.

“You’re really predictable.”

The last time he’d been sitting here was after he left Two Star. A long-legged mess of limbs with just a torn-up suitcase and backpack, too afraid to go home. Despite the calls on his phone, despite the millions of texts, just trying to think of a way he could go home again and even face his uncles.

Of course, Seo Jinwoo found him then. Of course, Seo Jinwoo finds him now.

Sure, it’s been years, but there’s something still so boyish about his best friend’s features. Jinwoo has seen hell, he knows that. And hell, while being something that he feels is very different depending on the person, Jin has seen the worst in himself and drug himself up from the very depths of his despair.

There is still that boyish charm in the tall man, but there’s a weight to his friend’s shoulders.

Divorce will do that to you, he thinks.

There’s still a sparkle in his eye, one he sees less often but only sees sometimes. He sees it when Solbin says something witty, he sees it when he teases Taeho or Junseo, he sees it when Jinwoo knows he’s done something incredibly stupid with his time. Jinwoo can read him like a book.

“You’re just following me, dumbass.”

Mikey stretches his legs out in front of him, Jinwoo doing the same as he sits down next to him. They’d meet here when he was on his vacations during his enlistment, hung out here to just talk, hung out here when Mikey had even told Jinwoo for the first time that he was going to propose to Solbin. Then had been a better time, and Jinwoo had hugged him so tight.

Seven-year-old Jinwoo is different from twenty-six-year-old Jinwoo. Mikey remembers the athletic third grader awkwardly trying his best to help Mikey with learning sports or even just talking. It’s funny how that awkward lanky kid had become this man sitting next to him. He’s glad that fate didn’t take him a year ago. He doesn’t know where he’d be without him. Jinwoo, the only person who knew about everything when he left Two Star, consoled him and defended him and Solbin to this day.

He doesn’t even have to say anything. It’s silent before Jinwoo speaks. As if he knows that Mikey’s out here thinking because he ran his mouth. Again.

“You’re a fucking idiot, Hyungseo.”

He digs his heels into the ground, watching the way the dress shoes muddy at the heel and loosening his tie.

“Would you like to say anything else, wise ass? Think I get it.”

“I don’t even have to know what it’s about, but you come out here for two reasons. Shut up with the wisecracks.”

Jinwoo huffs, leaning on his knees. Mikey looks at him. He’s older. Maybe not by age, but it’s obvious with how his eyes seem distant. As if they’ve seen one too many things. It’s not like him, but he doesn’t know what happened behind closed doors in Jinwoo’s life. Watching his best friend sleep with anything with a pulse to find meaning, fall in love, deal with a divorce? Jinwoo is nothing but resilient, something that he’s almost jealous of.

Despite the fresh tattoos on his arms as scar coverups, he still feels like a child. He still feels as though he’s in over his head. Trying to stand up to some of these bigger names in the board room, to seem an equal, he’s nowhere near. He’s built Sky House from the ground up, eventually with help from people like Jinwoo and Solbin and the other members of Sky House.

If you were to ask him, however, he felt unmatched. Ignorant, even. He’s just the stupid kid that his uncle didn’t sue, he’s just lucky he’s even on the management team at all, even as a consultant. He takes a rock and tosses it, watches it sink.

“Why do you have to do that too, god...” He takes his jacket off, laying it behind him, and falling back on the grass. Grass stains be damned. He needed to think. The low rumble of a laugh reaches his ears and he looks over at Jinwoo. “What, asshole?”

The older shrugs. “You’re just funny when you get mad about things like a rock. Why do you care so much about a fuckin’ rock, Mikey? It sunk, it was probably not smooth enough to skip, you weirdo.”

Jinwoo’s stable, something else he noticed. Despite knowing that his best friend has self-esteem issues out the ass and a whole host of things, he’s still remarkably stable. He’s not sure if it’s a coping mechanism from years of dealing with the unknown when it came to his father or what. It might not be anything truly profound, he thinks. Jinwoo is so painfully himself, it’s hard to put up walls. While Mikey had struggled all his life with processing, it seemed to come so clear to his best friend, and maybe that’s why they were so close.

“Maybe the rock had feelings, you ever think of that?” He quips at Jinwoo, getting a full laugh from him. Everything is better, easier to think about, when Jinwoo or Solbin is with him.

[yunhohours]

hi could you do wei mtl to use nicknames/pet names for their so?

most

donghan seokhwa junseo yongha daehyeon yohan

least

i personally see all of the wei members as the type to use nicknames and pet names with their s/o! it just varies in degree <3

donghan thinks you're the cutest thing in the entire world so, naturally, there are many cute things for him to call you! names range from the generic babe/baby to less generic-but-still-very-cute names like peanut/bunny/dumpling. bonus points for him if it flusters you whether that's in a good way or a donghan-you're-embarrassing-me kind of way. is not shy to call you whatever he wants to call you no matter who is around.

seokhwa always calls you the most lovely things :( he doesn't ever intend to embarrass you with the names he calls you, but he doesn't really mind if it happens. he thinks it's cute when you blush. it's always darling, can you hand me my bag? you look so pretty today, angel. tell me about your day, my love. there is so much love in the way he talks to you!! :( he will use the same names for you around other people too, but he might say them where only you can hear them just to make sure you're not uncomfortable.

junseo is a pet-name-user, for sure, but he's shyer about it, at least at first and definitely around other people. he defaults to names like baby and princess because he likes how those feel on his tongue. he uses them constantly in texts, but has a harder time saying them out loud unless you're alone at home or he he's pouting about something. how can you resist him when he hits you with a princess, please? probably sticks to babe around other people because it's a more "socially acceptable" pet name.

yongha is shy about pet names too. he likes them in theory, but he always feels his cheeks turning pink when he uses them. he will get used to it with time, though, and then he'll absolutely love replacing your name with baby. he doesn't venture too far past that because he's absolutely terrified of calling you something that you don't like and embarrassing himself. around other people, you get your government name or a nickname, but not usually pet names. sometimes he'll slip up, but it's never intentional and you can bet your ass he's kicking himself for it.

daehyeon is a pet-name-user at his core but he likes to pretend he's not. he will hit you with every pet name under the sun in texts or when you're comfy laying in bed together or when he really wants something, but the rest of the time he acts like that never happened and that's not who he is. he more often uses nicknames for you and especially prefers ones that are teasing. if he can find a way to turn your name into something silly, he will, and he'll never let it go. wouldn't be caught dead calling you a pet name in front of other people unless he's jealous. then he'll call you babe just to "mark his territory."

yohan just can't be bothered to be very adventurous with what he calls you. he's got babe/baby and he loves it simple like that. he probably turns his nose up to anything more than that because it just seems so cheesy to him. because he sticks to the classics, he's comfortable calling you outside of your name around others, but he still uses your name quite a bit.

[luvdive]

「 📱」 — ❝ I had a dream about you ❞ (junseo to daehwi)

dirty texts prompts

💬 DAEHWI to JUNEBUG : lol what 💬 DAEHWI to JUNEBUG : is that good or bad? 💬 DAEHWI to JUNEBUG : did i look sexy 💬 DAEHWI to JUNEBUG : tell me abt it

[rainyearning]

Usually, there was no need for Insoo to be at the ranch whenever new helping hands arrived, the ranch in the middle of nowhere used to be popular for backpackers and those wanting to escape the city for a few weeks, work in exchange for free lodging. It was the first time his right-hand woman was sending him texts about a lost case, city kid wanting to be a cowboy. Not the first to come and hoping for the aesthetic, but this was the first time Insoo was greeted by the smell of a puppy. Didn't smell like somebody recently turned either… He was quite tall for a puppy tho. Insoo pushed his hat back, clearing his throat as he was patting the side of the black mare he brought along. "I heard you plan on leaving already," he began. "I can drive you to the train station tomorrow if you want. I thought since you made it all the way out here, would be a waste if you didn't get a bit of actual Wild West and thought maybe you'd like to try for a ride? This is Minky, she's pretty calm, considering she has to deal with my annoyance daily." She was used to the scent of wolves, not bothered by it. "I'm Insoo, I had some business to attend so I wasn't around past week. I hope you still had somewhat of a pleasant time with us."

Maybe Junseo was very easily manipulated and maybe he was at times just way to eager to plan adventures like this. And how did he consider this being a god idea? All Junseo had known was his pretty normal life back home in the city, where he would work in his parents karaoke bar when he wasn't just gaming away. Now ever since finding his wolf and somewhat... well, being on a break with his family, he was having stupid ideas like this. He was not made to be a cowboy. Despite the very cool hat he had bought and adored.. yeah he grew attached to it. And even though he had signed up for weeks.. he felt like it was time to go. He missed his bed and his computer, he missed gaming and feasting on late night cornflakes. Why did he think that was the life for him? Sure, he had a free and great run last night, shifted, away from seeing eyes but that was not worth it, right? He was surprised to see Insoo, the man he had noticed before, just shortly and the man that made him feel uneasy. "I'm Junseo and I think- no, I don't think I put much thinking into coming here." He was laughing, rubbing the side of his neck, his ears red from feeling just a bit embarrassed. "I needed a time out but that's just- I'm not sure if that's it, you know?" His gaze wandered to Minki, she was beautiful, huge.. "Maybe I was coming here with some very weird thoughts. And I saw that hat and some add and I thought I could just be a cowboy for a while and then life would be good again." He sighed a bit and maybe he should not ramble like this but something about Insoo made him feel like it was okay.