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Beg (Byeongkwan

Title: Beg

Pairing: Byeongkwan x Reader

Genre: Spice

Word Count: 1.2K Words

Writer: Kpopmadness

“Come on,” my boyfriend whines to me for the hundredth time that night. “Don’t be like this.”

I ignore him and keep walking into our apartment and get rid of my shoes before walking to the bathroom to remove my makeup.

“Please, I said I was sorry.” Byeongkwan whines, following me and wrapping his arms around my waist.

“I know you did.” I say simply, continuing with my night routine.

“You still won’t give in? I told you I was running late. I didn’t know I would be four hours late.”

I let out a heavy sigh remembering the nights events. Me and Byeongkwan had scheduled a fancy dinner to go to. He had been on tour for months now. I barely ever saw him or heard from him. Making our relationship difficult. I was at the restaurant early that night, all dressed up. I waited for four hours. The first hour wasn’t a big deal because I knew he usually was an hour late to things. But then the hours drug on making him late because of rehearsal for their comeback and the heavy traffic of Seol Korea.

By the time he had showed up at the restaurant our food had long since gone to waste and I was beyond mad. We didn’t stay, only payed the check and left.

I remove Byeongkwans hands from my waist and push him out the bathroom door before saying tiredly, “I’m going to take a bath.”

Byeongkwan opens his mouth to say something, but seems to think better of it and nods solemnly and walks away from the door back to our bedroom.

I let out a sigh and close the door before I start getting undressed and sit in the tub for the next hour. My mind spinning and my heart feeling heavy. I knew I should forgive him, because tonight wasn’t entirely his fault. But a large part of me just didn’t care to right now. Especially since we had planned this months in advance.

Once I get out and dress into more comfortable clothes, I walk into the kitchen to get a glass of water before going to bed.

“You still aren’t going to talk to me?” Byeongkwan’s voice says quietly from behind me.

I don’t answer as I proceed to fill the glass with water. I feel Byeongkwans hands slide around my waist again. My face flushes when I feel his skin against mine. I realize that he still has his white dress shirt and slacks on. But his tie is off and his white button down is unbuttoned half way, leaving his chest exposed. While I still can, I jerk away from him quickly. Feeling his heat leave my back.

“Now I can’t touch you?” He whines.

I still don’t answer him.

He lets out a sigh and I see him run his hand through his hair out of the corner of my eye.

“What do I have to do to make tonight up to you? Beg you?”

I consider this before setting the glass of water down and facing him. His dark hair is messy and his chest moving deeply with his breaths.

“Yes.” I say flatly, crossing my arms.

“What?” Byeongkwan says, an eyebrow raising.

“Beg me.” I dare. My eyes narrowing.

Byeongkwan lets out a laugh that borders on hysteria.

“Are you serious?” He takes a step toward me and holds out his hands.

I press my back against the counter harder and hold my arms away from his grasp.

“No. I won’t touch you, unless you beg me.” I say flatly. My eyes kept contact with him the entire time.

“How… How do you want me to beg you?” He stutters. Looking unsure.

“On your knees would be a good start.”

Byeongkwan lets out another laugh that’s mixed with humor about his current situation and annoyance. But he rolls his shoulders back and down and goes to his knees gently before meeting my eyes and saying softly;

“Please… I am so, so sorry about tonight. Please, let me make this up to you.”

“So what are you going to do about it?” I ask, trying to keep my voice even.

Byeongkwan stares up at me for a moment before getting up off his knees, both his hands on the counter either side of me, his white shirt coming open more. Making me gulp nervously.

Byeongkwan leans in close enough for me to feel his breath tickle my ear. I still hold my ground despite my heartbeat picking up and racing in my chest. Byeongkwan runs his nose up my neck to my ear, just barely touching my skin. Giving me goosebumps.

But I quickly shove away from him. I start to make my way to our living room, my face burning red.

Then I feel Byeongkwan’s hand grab my wrist and pull me backward until my back is flush against the wall and his hands are on either side of me. Pinning me there.

“Don’t just walk away from me.” He growls lowly. His face inches from mine.

“I can do what I want.” I say defiantly. But I secretly hate how weak my voice sounds.

“And I could easily do a lot of things to you to make up for tonight.” He whispers darkly.

Which makes me let out a small gasp.

“I didn’t make it for our date tonight. And that’s my own fault.” He says, his nose running back down my neck.

“That being said, I surrender. I am yours to control tonight.”

My heart almost stops and I hear myself let out a gasp and rest my hand against his bare chest for support. His eyes meet mine, his nose barely touching mine. A smirk on his lips.

I feel myself cave completely as I rest both my hands on his chest and his fingers run through my hair slowly before he locks his lips with mine.

His hands slide down find my thighs as he brings me up and walks us to the couch, laying me down gently but never once letting his lips leave mine.

I wrap my legs around his waist pulling him closer to me but at the same time taking a fistful of his hair and pulling it slightly until his head goes back, making him let out a soft cry.

“I thought you said I was in control.” I whisper horsely, running my tongue along his lips making his groan out before pushing him off me slightly and adjusting our bodies until he was beneath me and I straddled his waist.

I slide my hands down his chest until I feel the final buttons on his shirt and quickly unbutton them and work the material off his shoulders until it fits the floor.

Byeongkwan wraps his arms around my waist and kisses me greedily, his hands sliding up my shirt and tracing my shoulder blades. But I’m the one who bits his lower lip until it’s swollen and his breath is uneven. I’m the one who finds my way down his neck,  letting my tongue trail across his collarbone, making him bite my shoulder in response before letting his tongue rest there to soothe the pain.

I pull away slightly before whispering, “Have you had enough?”

Byeongkwan smirks and lifts me off the couch to carry us to our bedroom before saying, “No. I still haven’t learned my lesson.”

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Shirtless Cuddle (Yuhno)

Title: Shirtless Cuddle

Pairing: Reader x Yuhno (ATEEZ)

Genre: Fluff; Spice if you squint; Boyfriend AU

Word count: 310

Writer: Kpopmadness (Ju)

You sit on the couch of your apartment watching TV. Your body exhausted from the long day you had at work. Your boyfriend, Yuhno, is in the shower.

Your favorite korean show is on and you chuckle every now and again at the hosts. Suddenly, you hear the bathroom door creek open, and the bathroom light turns off.

“Babe..” Yuhno calls from your shared bedroom. “Where’s my T-Shirt?”

You raise one eyebrow at the question and turn around, then you quickly let out a scream and hide under the blankets. Even after living with him for a month you still feel shocked seeing him without a shirt.

“YUHNO, YOU DONT HAVE A SHIRT ON!”

You hear the questioning tone in Yuhno’s voice as he says, “I have pants on.”

You don’t say anything, just stay hidden under the blanket, your face on fire.

“You're hiding under the blanket because you're blushing, right?” Yuhno teases as he slides down next to you on the couch and wraps his arms around you.

You peak your eyes out from the blanket. Yuhno’s blue hair is wet. Drops slide down his neck and bare chest. Your eyes follow one drop as it slides down between his chest muscles.

Yuhno smirks and quickly gives you a kiss on the lips, while he’s still inches away from you he whispers, “You hid my shirt, didn’t you?”

You blush harder and try to push him away from you, “I did not! It is not my fault you always lose your clothes.”

Yuhno smirks at you before letting out a laugh and rests his head on your shoulder before pulling back your blankets and crawling under them with you, holding you close. His warmth radiating off onto your body. You let out a sigh as he kisses your neck and you both settle down to watch the show.

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Hospital Halls (Todomomo)

Title: Hospital Halls

Pairing: Todoroki X Momo

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 1863

Writer: Kpopmadness (Ju)

The clock in the hospital waiting room read 11:45 P.M; there was no one in the waiting room besides Shoto Todorki. Every now and again a nurse or two would filter through to grab something from the desk nearby or to check on him but other than that he was by himself.

Todoroki wrung his hands nervously, he never liked hospitals. He remembered coming here when he was little. When his mother poured boiling water over his face, leaving the red scar over his left eye. He rubbed it with two of his fingers, wincing like it had just happened. He remembered his dad dragging him to this hospital, he remembered his own voice as he cried and screamed for his mother. She was put in a hospital after his father, Endevor, deemed her insane. Todoroki never fully believed she did that to him, and he never held her accountable for her actions. He fully blamed his father for it all.

Todorki tightened his hands into fists and rubbed his eyes until he saw white blotches over his vision, willing the images away from his mind. Now wasn’t the time to dwell on his past. He was here for another reason, a far more important reason than his past.

“Mr. Todoroki?” A soft voice said from beside him.

Todoroki looked up at the nurse, she was young, her brown hair pulled into a tight bun at the back of her head, her green eyes were wide but held a bit of sparkle to them. She held a clipboard to her chest, her white and red hospital uniform clean and crisp.

“Yes?” He answered. He tried to keep his composure and not bother her with a million questions. The doctors and nurses had informed him as often as they could for the past hour. But not much had changed.

“She’s awake now,” the nurse said sweetly, “You can go in and see her now. But try not to keep her up long. She needs rest still and has to stay here for a few nights so we can check on her.”

Todoroki sighed in relief, the tightness he had been feeling in his chest releasing ever so slightly,

“Thank you.” He told the nurse. She gave him a smile and then left the room.

Todorki sat there for a few more minutes gathering his composure, he gathered the flowers that he had set on the coffee table and stood up. They were Momo Yaoyorozu’s favorite flowers. A mixture of red roses with yellow sunflowers and baby's breath wrapped tightly in a bouquet with a pink ribbon tied neatly around the stems.

He walked to the door and checked the hallways, no one was there. The halls lights were turned low for patients to sleep better, and the only sign of life was the occasional nurse or doctor walking down the halls. Todorki straightened and walked to Momo’s room, the door number read Number 12. He took one more deep breath and then knocked softly. He held his breath, not hearing anything right away. Maybe she was already asleep and he should come back later. Then he heard a soft,

“Come in,”

Todorki opened the door slowly. Momo laid in her bed, several IVs snaked from her arms to an IV bag filled with liquid above her, a white bandage covered her head. She wore a white hospital gown that fit loosely on her toned body. Her long black hair was down, cascading over her shoulders in soft waves.

Momo smiled at Todoroki but her voice showed concern, “Todoroki. What are you doing here? It’s late, you should be home resting.”

Todoroki gave her a small smile as he shut the door behind him. He admired Momo’s love and care for others. Especially the care and worry she showed for him so unconditionally.

“I know,” he said quietly, “but I couldn’t leave without seeing my Momo.”

He looked down at the bouquet in his hands nervously and added, “I brought these for you.”

He gave them to her and his heart warmed as he saw her smile widen as she observed the flowers closer,

“Oh Todoroki,” she gasped, “They’re so beautifully!”

“You like them then?” He inquired. He didn’t realize how nervous he was about giving them to her until now.

Yaoyorozu set the flowers down on the nightstand beside her, then taking Todorki’s hands in hers she pulled him closer to her and brought his head down to hers, letting his forehead rest on hers and she whispered,

“I love them.”

A small smile fluttered across Todorki’s lips. He took her chin gently in his hand and tipped her head up slightly, he brought his lips down to claim hers.

They sat there quietly for a moment, silence filling the room except the sound of their breathing.

After being in the training camp and getting attacked, Yaoyorozu’s and another classmate had been chased by a Nomu type creature and she hit her head. Hard. Giving her a cut on her forehead and a concussion knocking her out cold for awhile. Thankfully, the fellow classmate had picked her up and carried her the rest of the way. Saving her life. For that Todorki was thankful.

He had beat himself up every hour after he found out she was hurt. They had only been dating for three months, and though none of the other class knew of their relationship, they had grown quite close over these months. Todorki never thought he would need someone as much as he needed Momo.

Todoroki stood there standing over Momo for a few more minutes, letting his lips part with hers, letting her warmth fill him. He pulled away, staring into her eyes. His face changed though when he saw blood coming from her bandage.

“Are you okay?” He asked sitting down next to her, stroking her bandage gently and then letting his fingers wander to her soft hair and curling a piece around his finger.

“I’m okay, Shoto. Really.” Momo rubbed the scar on his eye gently and asked, “Are you okay? And are the others alright? I never heard how everyone else was.”

Todoroki took her hand in his and pressed his lips to her palm, “I’m better now knowing your okay. And the others are fine. Midorya took a big hit, but he should be okay. Other than that the damage wasn’t too bad.” He pauses briefly and then added with a lump in his throat,

“I was worried about you Momo. And I… I’m so sorry. I should have been there. I should have found you sooner. If I was there you wouldn’t have gotten hurt.” He said solemnly; regret swelling in his chest. There was one thing he knew for sure with Momo, and that was that he couldn’t live without her. And he would spend his entire life protecting her.

Momo took his face in hers and said firmly, “Don’t do this to yourself Shoto. You were saving the others. And I’m okay, I promise. I’ll be back in school in a few days.”

She brushed her lips against his for a moment and rested her head on his, her tone gentle as she gushed, “You are such an amazing hero, Todoroki. I’m so proud of you for everything you accomplish everyday. How you used your quirk at the camp, how you grew stronger with it. You’re amazing Shoto. You can’t be everywhere at once. And I don’t expect you to be. Please, don’t beat yourself up anymore. Okay?”

Todoroki looked at her for a moment, his heart swelling with something else now, something warm and inviting. Love.

He ran his fingers gently through her soft hair. As he leaned in to kiss her again he whispered, “I love you, Momo. And you’re the amazing one.”

He saw her smile as she whispered against his mouth, “I love you too, Shoto.”

And then she let him claim her mouth with his. She let his mouth lock with hers, then he gentled their kiss and gently kiss her cheeks and nose and forehead. She let one of her hands rest on his toned bicep, and the other on his chest. She held on to a fistful of his shirt as he kissed her.

“Shoto?” Momo said faintly after a few moments.

“Yes?” Todorki answered. His voice sounded distant too.

“Will you stay with me tonight?” She felt him pull away slightly so she added quickly, “If you don’t want to I understand, this bed isn’t exactly comfortable.”

Todorki thought about it for a moment. He didn’t want anyone to see them together, he didn’t want the class to find out just yet. But he couldn’t leave her.

“I’ll stay with you my Momo.” He complied, squeezing his hand in hers.

Yaoyorozu beamed up at him and scooted over as she informed, “There’s a pair of slippers under the bed you can wear if you want to take your shoes off but need to get up in the middle of the night. And there should be an extra toothbrush that’s not used if you want to use that.”

Todoroki chuckled as he took his Sneakers off and climbed into bed next to her, “If I didn’t know better I would say you’ve been planning this, Momo.” He said teasingly.

Momo blushed as she settled in beside him and admitted, “I want something like this one day. Only in our own bed and not in a hospital.”

Todoroki wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her close to his chest, “I want that too my love.” He whispered into her ear. Feeling himself blush as he said those words.

Momo looked into his eyes for a moment. Loving the way those two different color eyes held so much meaning and love for her behind them. She kissed his cheek and wrapped her arms around his waist, holding him close.

“Goodnight Shoto.” She said through a yawn.

“Goodnight my Momo.” He murmured sleepily against her hair.

………

“Momo. Momo?” A soft voice said in Yaoyorozu’s ear.

She opened her eyes to bright morning rays of sunlight shining through the hospital blinds. Todoroki stood over her, the memory of him sleeping beside her coming back to her now.

“What’s wrong?” She asked, seeing the look in his eyes.

“I just got a text from Iida. Him and some other classmates are coming to check on you and Midorya and asked if I wanted to meet up with them to come visit. I have to go. But I promise to be back as soon as I can. Will you be okay?” He asked, gently stroking her bandage.

Momo nodded and said gently, “I’ll be fine Shoto. Go.”

Todorki took her face in his hands and pressed his mouth to hers. Wishing desperately he could just stay with her. He forced himself to pull away and gave her a small smile. Then he was out the door and gbone.

Yaoyorozu opened her mouth to call him back but he was already gone. A giggle bubbled out of her mouth. He forgot to take off his slippers.

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Bad Days (Yuhno)

Title: Bad Days

Pairing: Reader x Yuhno (ATEEZ)

Genre: Fluff; Slight angst

Word count: 371

Writer: Kpopmadness (Ju)

Tears soak your pillow as you think back on the day you had just had. You had woken up and everything seemed fine at first. But as the day progressed it only got worse, leaving you emotionally drained and exhausted.

You roll over onto your back and hold a pillow tight to your chest, letting warm tears run down your cheeks and onto the pillowcase.

Suddenly, a soft knock is heard from behind your bedroom door;

“Y/n? You okay?” A soft voice asks.

You don’t answer. You rub the tears away from your eyes with the back of your hand and shrug shrug. At a loss for words. Yuhno opens the door all the way and comes into your room.

His eyes fill with tears as he sees you this way. You had only recently started dating Yuhno, but you were both already close friends before ever dating.

You look up at him briefly before letting another sob wrack your body, Yuhno quickly comes to your side and wraps you in his strong arms. His warmth and smell comfort you more than you can put into words.

“Shhh...” he whispers softly, “It’s ok... I’m here.” He whispers, over and over. He continues rubbing your back and whispering to you until eventually you fall asleep in his arms.

............

The next morning, soft light shines through the curtains. You feel better this morning but your eyes are definitely swollen.

You start to sit up to leave but an arm wraps around your waist. Yuhno pulls you back down and whispers sleepily into your shoulder,

“You don’t have to leave so soon...don’t go.” He pleads, his voice soft.

You look down at him and smile. Truly great full to him for spending the time he did last night with you. You decide to lay back down beside him, your arms wrapping around his neck. A soft smile crosses his lips before he leans in and kisses your nose, happy you surrendered so quickly.

“Thank you, Yuhno.” You whisper into his chest.

He rubs your back and smiles before whispering, “You’re welcome. Anything for you. Just don’t go yet.”

You smile to yourself and kiss his bottom lip before whispering, “I’m not going anywhere.”

[akushiwritings]

Magic Library (Todomomo)

Title: Magic Library

Pairing: Todoroki X Momo

Genre: Fluff

Word count: 956

Writer: Kpopmadness (Ju)

Momo Yaoyorozu sat in the library surrounded by books. No one was there since it was after school hours, making the library peaceful. Her long dark hair, which was usually up in a ponytail, was down. The soft locks flowing over her shoulders. She was consumed in her book when a soft voice came from behind her;

“Yaoyorozu?”

Momo whirled around to see a pair of brown and blue eyes starring at her. Shoto Todoroki stood with a pair of books of his own in his hands.

“Shoto.” Yaoyorozu says cheerfully, “Can I help you with something?”

She couldn’t help but notice that Todoroki seemed shy, even nervous. He was a quite boy, she knew that. But he usually wasn’t what Yaoyorozu would consider timid or nervous.

“Yes, I wondered if you could help me figure out something. May I sit with you?” Todoroki asks, breaking her from her thoughts as he gestures to the seat beside her.

Yaoyorozu nods and he takes the seat beside her.

“What are you reading?” He asks softly, taking the corner of her book trying to see the title.

“I was researching on the license exam coming up soon. I’ve always wondered if I would make it to this point, now I want to do my best to pass.” Yaoyorozu says matter of factly.

She was glad her voice sounded calm and even because inside it was a different story. Her and Todoroki weren’t close necessarily. They were partners in the same school, they both worked toward the same goal, to be a hero. But inside, no matter how much Yaoyorozu fought it, deep down she always wanted to get to know this quite boy better. Who in so many ways she felt was better than her.

“Yaoyorozu?” Came the soft voice again,

Yaoyorozu blushed when she realized she had been staring at him.

“Sorry.” She said quickly, turning her face away. “What do you have?” She asked. Trying to quickly change the subject.

Todoroki looked down at his stack of books, “Just textbooks,” he replied. “But that’s not what I’m here about. I wanted your help with something else.”

Grateful for the change in topic, Yaoyorozu nodded and said, “Of course. What is it?”

Todoroki looked down at his hands, trying to find words, “Yaoyorozu, what kind of hero do you want to be?”

This question took Yaoyorozu aback slightly. She was surprised Shoto was asking her something that was slightly personal.

Gathering her thoughts she replied gently, “I think like anyone else I want to be the best I can be. I know I’m not very good right now, but I strive to be someone others may look up to in time. And become better with my quirk.”

Todoroki nodded in agreement and seemed to take this in. Yaoyorozu sat quietly, wondering if she should ask him the same. She knew his past wasn’t the best and she didn’t want to push anything. But Todoroki seemed to read her mind and said,

“I agree with that. Being related to the second best hero puts pressure on me. I think 1-A knows how hard my dad pushes me to be the best. Being the best hero is a noble thought. I hope to be the best hero in my own way though. Not the way my father wants me to be the best.”

Yaoyorozu was a bit surprised. Todoroki never really opened up to people, the fact that he was opening up to her so randomly was intriguing.

“Shoto,” Yaoyorozu says gently, “Why are we talking about this?”

Todoroki takes a deep breath and seems to think hard about the question. It feels like forever before he finally replied,

“Have you ever considered us being a couple, Momo?” Todoroki asks. His eyes meeting hers.

Yaoyorozu’s eyes widen in shock. Yes, she had thought about it but she had tried not to dwell on it.

Dumbstruck, she stuttered, “I...I... I mean...”

Todoroki’s eyebrows draw together in concern, “I’m sorry, was that to bold?”

“No, no. That’s not it, it’s just... a shock is all.” Yaoyorozu takes a deep breath and gathers her thoughts. Her heart ramming into her chest, trying to keep her voice steady she says meeting his eyes,

“To be honest, yes. I have considered it. We would be a compatible couple I believe. The way we work together during battle and strategize shows that much. Are you saying you want us to be more than friends, Shoto?”

Shoto stares at her for a moment, then says,

“The reason I asked if you wanted to be a good hero is because I wanted to hear what your goals are. If they match mine. And they do. And I think we could make each other better hero’s than we could be alone. But to answer your question, yes. I would like us to be more than friends or classmates.”

Yaoyorozu has to contain herself from squealing in excitement and keep her heart from jumping out of her chest.

Her excitement bubbles over though and she leaps from her chair and throws her arms around Todoroki’s neck. He’s taken aback momentarily, but soon his arms wrap around her waist and he hugs her back.

Yaoyorozu smiles to herself, maybe she would get to know this quite boy more after all. She didn’t see a reason why this wouldn’t work out. Yaoyorozu pulls away and sits down in her seat blushing. But Todoroki takes her hands in his and says,

“Can I tell you something Momo?”

“Of course.” She says, smiling at him.

Shoto leans forward and kisses her cheek as he says gently, “You should leave your hair down more often. I like it like that.”

[whattodowithkpop]

This is one of the installments from the challenge blog I run with my friend. Go check out the blog to see Kpopmadness and I go head to head on the same prompts!

You don’t need to leave so soon (Yeosang)

Fluff

The birds sang loudly through the city, waking up the light sleepers. The sun was just rising, warming up the dew that had landed on the grass the night prior. It was a Saturday morning, so many residents didn’t have reason to wake up this early. This was the case for Yeosang, as his group was getting the break they so well deserved. Unfortunately, for Yeosang, the body lying next to him in bed did not have the same serendipitous as him. His arm was tightly around her waist with her back flush against his body. She had work this early morning and it was sad for them both because they wanted to spend the warm Saturday morning with each other.

The birds cause the awakening of the girl as she yawns from her good nights sleep. The arm draped over her was carefully returned to the owner as she got up to get ready for her day. Her movements woke Yeosang from his slumber, making him miss the warmth of her body. He watches her move through the house, getting herself ready. He smiles to himself, just enjoying watching her do the simplest things like brushing her teeth and choosing her outfit.

She finishes her morning routine, noticing Yeosang sitting upright on the bed, watching her every movement.

“Good morning.” She greets him, leaning across the bed to kiss him softly.

“Do you really have to go today?” He asks sadly, grabbing her face and giving her soft kisses all over her face, making her giggle.

“Yes, I do.” She replies. “But I’ll be back around noon.” She promises.

Yeosang crawls to the end of the, bringing her back into the sheets as he faces her while they both lie on the pillow.

“You don’t need to leave so soon.” He whispers, playing with her hands delicately.

“I can stay for a couple more minutes.” She smiles warmly, moving the hair out of his face as she goes to kiss him again. The kiss last for a short while before Yeosang pulls away with a happy smile. He nuzzles his face into her neck, giving her a soft kiss on the side before snuggling close to her.

“I can’t wait ‘till you get back home.” He mumbles against her skin.

“Me too.” She whispers back, enjoying the few moments she had before having to leave his warm embrace.

Story by, Whattodowithkpop

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That flying kiss that Zelo gave me!! <3

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[theamazingcarlolodrew]

SONG HYE KYO looks like KIM HYO YEON..

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When you're upset (A.C.E)

Title: When you're upset

Pairing: A.C.E x Reader

Genre: Slight angst; Fluff

Word count: 1204

Writer: Kpopmadness (Ju)

Warnings: On Donghun's story the reader goes through a panic attack

Summary: A.C.E reacting to different situations in which you are upset. Seeing you hurt also makes their heart hurt for you and driving them to make you feel better.

Chan

“Just leave me alone.” I groan angrily as I go to my boyfriends and I’s bedroom and fall onto the bed. Tears threatening to fall down my cheeks.

“Not until we sort this out.” He whines, referring to my bad day and lack of communication with him unless it was to snap at him. He flops onto the bed beside me and starts rubbing slow circles on my back.

“I don’t want to talk.” I tell him as I bury my head further in the bed sheets.

Chan stops rubbing my back and moves his hands to wrap around my waist, holding me close to him while his head rests between my shoulder blades.

“Then don’t. But let me hold you until you feel better, love.” He whispers.

Somehow, that simple phrase breaks my icy exterior, causing me to break down into sobs. Chan holds me while I cry, never saying anything, just offering comfort through his presence.

Seyoon

“Did I upset you?” Seyoon asks on our drive home from a dinner party.

I don’t answer, I keep my eyes on my phone in my lap. I knew if I said something it would only make things worse because I was upset.

“Why are you not talking to me?” He asks as he tries to take my hand but gets it pulled away.

Seyoon gives out an irritated sigh and keeps driving. Silence stretching between us the whole way home. When Seyoon parks in our driveway, I get out and go into our house without saying a word.

Seyoon closes the door behind me as he tries again, “Was it because of what I said earlier?” Referring to a snarky remark he made at me in front of everyone. Embarrassing me.

To be fair, I knew he was tired. And I knew he didn’t want to go to the dinner party and I forced him to go. It was partly my fault that he was in a sour mood, but I was too stubborn to admit that.

I take my shoes off at the front door and start walking to our bedroom to change when Seyoon’s arms wrap around me, holding me in a tight hug.

“I’m really sorry.” He whispers, his voice cracking. Making me falter.

I let out a sigh and take his hands in mine that were around my waist as I lean into his chest.

“I’m sorry too.” I whisper. Making him kiss my temple and hold me tighter.

Byeongkwan

I lay on the couch snuffling quietly, trying not to draw attention to myself. I had an old scrapbook out in front of me, seeing photos of my parents who lived half way across the world from me made me get more emotional than I thought.

I hear Byeongkwan come into the living room, making me quickly wipe the tears from my eyes. Hoping he wouldn’t notice. It doesn’t work.

“Are you crying?” He asks me, coming closer to where I sat.

“No.” I say quickly, my voice far too shaky to be believable. I meet his eyes and see worry in them, making me somehow lose it again.

Byeongkwan quickly moves the scrapbook from beside me and wraps his arms around me, pulling me into his lap. I cry into his shoulder as he plays with my hair.

“Do you miss home?” He asks me softly.

I nod my head, too upset to even voice my answer. Byeongkwan holds me closer to him.

“You’re okay, baby.” Byeongkwan whispers into my ear as the sobs subside and I slowly start opening up to him.

Jun

I wince as I try to move around, hoping it would help the pain. I had had a migraine all day. The worst I had ever experienced. The pain never lessening enough for me to get relief. By now my head felt like it was about to explode.

Jun comes into our bedroom to see me standing by the dresser shaking with tears in my eyes.

“Why are you up?” He asks gently as he rushes over to me and takes my arm.

“I can’t get comfortable.” I tell him, my voice shaky and my vision blurring.

Jun wraps his arms around me as he scoops me up and places me back on the bed, covering me with a blanket.

“You need to rest.” He whispers to me, wiping away strands of hair that had fallen into my eyes.

I let out a sob and press my hands to my temples, “It hurts to bad, Juhnee.” My voice barely above a whisper.

Jun’s eyes fill with tears as he crawls into bed beside me and let’s me bury my head in his chest as he holds me tightly.

“I promise you’ll feel better soon.” He whispers as he continues to hold me tightly. Somehow, I manage to fall asleep with my head still buried in his chest.

Donghun

We were at a party, it was way bigger than I expected it to be. My nerves already shot from the long day I had had at work. I hadn’t said anything though when Donghun mentioned wanting to come to this party. I just agreed and got dressed. Even though I could feel myself coming apart at the seams.

The music booms loudly, too loudly, people talk and yell over the music. Overwhelming me, making the drink that was in my hands shake with my ever shaking hands. My skin feels hot and the walls feel like they’re going to collapse on me, making me run my fingers through my hair nervously and roam through the room trying to find a ‘safe place’

Donghun finds me in the crowd and walks over, his smile wide. “Are you having fun?” He asks.

I look up at him and his smile quickly turns to a frown as he sees the panicked tears in my eyes.

“What’s wrong?” He asks, quickly taking my drink from my hands to hold them in his.

“I need to leave.” I tell him, my voice shaking.

Donghun watches me for a moment before taking my hand and leading me through the crowds of people, down the houses hallway until he finds an unused room and pulls me inside.

The room is a closet to be exact. A small closet. It’s hanged up clothing hitting me in the face as soon as we step inside, making the space even smaller.

“No...no...no no no.” I whimper, “It’s too small in here, I don’t want to be in here. I want to go home, Donghun.” I cry, my voice getting higher and my chest tighter.

Donghun quickly wraps his arms around me and pulls me into his chest. I fight him slightly because of the confined area.

“Hey.” He whispers in my ear, catching my attention.

“You’re okay, Princess.” He soothes, running a hand through my hair. “Just take it easy.”

I eventually calm down, mimicking the deep breaths Donghun was taking as my head rested on his chest, his grip around me keeping me close to him.

When he sees I’ve calmed down enough he places a kiss on my forehead. “Let’s go get ice cream before we go home.” He suggests, making me smile.