#like she listens to kpop which is not a genre i enjoy but i realize that she likes it and that it’s mostly just singers having fun)

[strawburrymeadows]

i will never get music haters. what do you MEAN this song isn’t good? the artist put a little bit of their soul in there. isn’t that worth something?

[justsomerandomfanfic]

hi hi!! i could get romantic and platonic matchups from marauders era and stranger things?

my pronouns are she/they and i would say i personally don’t have any gender preference ^^

I’m 5’0” and have Dark Brown hair on the longish side that’s curly with bangs. My eyes are also a super dark brown.

My favorite genres of music are rnb, hip hop and pop. I have a soft spot for one kpop group loona. I love to go out and explore the area i’m in no matter what. I’m a let’s keep these good vibes going person but also i’m chill with rest. As i do have arthritis so when i flares up i need to stay at home which isn’t fun but i try not to live my life the best i can. My favorite color is pink! I am currently a Fashion Design major and I love to sew and design! I love to read, make my own clothes, tea and sailor moon!

I’m a pretty friendly person! I start shy but warm up pretty quickly being a vulnerable with people scares me but I am working on it. My personal style is kinda like hachi from the anime Nana!

Sorry this was kinda all over the place! thank uuu again so much for this :D

Thank you for requesting a matchup! I love Loona too! On of my favs :) I hope you enjoy it! <333

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Harry Potter (Marauders Era);

(Platonic) -

Sirius Black:

🐺 You met Sirius in your fourth year when you were in the library, yes, it's hard to believe the Sirius Black went into the library, but he did; Being forced to enter by Remus Lupin as they were both teamed up for a project

🐺 You, being a book fiend, you spent most of your time in the school's library, and if you weren't in the library or in class, you'd be exploring the castle-like school; meeting Sirius was a blessing in disguise though, at first he did try and flirt with you, trying to get out of learning anything, but Sirius sort of gave up that act after a while

🐺 Turns out, Sirius liked you, but not as a special someone in his life, but as a friend, after you came out of your shell a bit, Sirius realized that you were quite fun to hang out with; him being a pureblood, he never got to listen to muggle music before, which he realized later that he really liked rnb music like you

🐺 You cared a lot for Sirius, especially since his home life is not the greatest, you're always there for him when he needs someone and the boys are busy; together you'd explore the school, using the map most of the time, and other times you'd just relax and read together, (even if Sirius hates reading most of the time)

🐺 You guys are super close, and even though people mess with Sirius about your friendship, he is always there to stand up for you and himself; just because he likes to prank people doesn't mean he was going to prank you or anything, you're his best friend, and that's all he could ever ask for

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(Romantic) -

Remus Lupin:

🐾 You met Remus when he walked into the Hogwarts Library with Sirius, and it was only a matter of time until the two of you got together; as said before, you are a book fiend, and Remus was as well, sooner or later the two of you were going to meet and realize you both love books

🐾 And you did, in becoming friends with Sirius, you had also grown pretty close to Peter, James, Lily, and Remus, really, if you're friends with one, you're friends with them all; and whoopie doo, Remus was already in love with you, believe it or not

🐾 He had liked you ever since his second year, which means he's been pining for a good two years, and yes, James, Sirius, Peter, and Lily new about his fascination for you; it was actually Lily who had helped him figure out a way to confess to you, and what better than buying you a book?

🐾 It all happened so fast, one minute he was gifting you a book, and the next you were both dancing at the Yule Ball, a kiss was shared, and really the rest was history; though, both you and Remus loved to look back upon those times, slow dancing in the common room, reading by the fire, drinking tea before finals...

🐾 Remus is head over heels in love with you, your charm, kindness, and understanding, he never thought he'd find someone who'd love him so unconditionally, (even with his furry little problem); and you on the other hand were feeling pretty much the same, like two love birds, you and Remus were soulmates for life, and you wouldn't have it any other way

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Stranger Things;

(Platonic) -

Robin Buckley:

🌈 You met Robin back when she was working at Scoops, so yeah a good while ago, her sarcasm and wit were what drew you to her and what led to you and her being the bestest of friends, believe it or not; with just one order of ice cream and complimenting her shoes, boom, best friends

🌈 You'd visit her whenever you could, and she'd give you free ice cream when she was feeling particularly generous, but you always gave hr a good tip afterwards, and during her breaks, you and her would talk about the newest books you were reading; going into the future, after the mall and Vecna, you'd visit her at Family Video when you weren't busy at college working on your Fashion Designer major

🌈 With Robin, she'd help come up with clothing and fashion ideas, having a real eye for it, and on her birthday, you always gifted her something you made, whether that be a new shirt or even cool pants; Robin would always come back with something super cool for your birthday, a new music tape or something pink always brightened your day

🌈 Sliding around to emotional support, you'd always be there for Robin, making sure she's alright and well, you knew how hard life can be for her, family and Upside Down nightmares can be a real pain; and Robin did the same for you, luckily you were away at college during most of the Vecna drama, but Robin would always call and check up on you if your arthritis is acting up

🌈 You both were like two peas in a pod, always there for one another when times get tough and always there to make each other laugh; you both are so grateful to have each other in your lifes

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(Romantic) -

Steve Harrington:

😎 You met Steve, guess where? At Scoops! Wow, time flies when you think about it, anyway, you met him and he was actually the one who tried to get your order before Robin; you did your best to answer without exploding and crumbling into pieces, but it was a bit hard since Steve was just so fine, Robin swooped in a saved the day, but that didn't stop Steve from wanting to get to know you

😎 From then on, whenever you came in to see your new bff, Robin, Steve would try and talk to you little by little; he could see that you were a bit shy and he didn't want to spook you, so he did his best to try not scare you away with his very awkward and cringy sentences; "hey, what can I get for you today? Oh, yeah, it's on the house! Is that a new shirt? Oh, you made that? That's so cool! Yeah, you should teach me, yeah, I love sewing!" As you can see, he was failing miserably

😎 But, that didn't scare you off, not in the slightest really, you thought he was adorably weird and wacky, and incredibly funny and protective of those kids he watched sometimes; and it was only after the whole Vecna thing that Steve got the guts and courage to ask you out on a date after you came back from college

😎 It was perfect, going to a super cute diner where you both talked and talked until they staff had to kick you out since they were closing, and a sweet walk around town, getting ice cream from an ice cream truck before staying over at his house and watching a movie; it was nice and peaceful, even getting to the point that you asked Steve to braid your hair, (he had been looking at it for a long while), and even though he told you he was terrible, he braided your hair anyway, (he was pretty happy in the end, he loves your hair)... (and you love his)

😎 The two of you are so close, perfectly understanding each other and always there for one another when the roads get rough and the nightmares never seem to stop, (on Steve's end); you love the time you get to spend with him, Steve watching Sailor Moon with you even though he's not that into it, he loves to see you smile, just like the time he brought you a huge bouquet of pink flowers; you both are the sweetest and most wonderful couple in all of Hawkins

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[yeahnadya]

[TRANS] HYO’s New Expressions and Hues in Comeback Single ‘Picture’ (2/3)

Girls’ Generation’s Hyoyeon aka HYO has officially made her comeback with her latest single ‘Picture’, released on August 22nd. ‘Picture’ is HYO’s latest release in a year after the release of her mini album ‘DEEP’ back on May 16th, 2022.

The single was released along with a music video which has garnered millions of views. The music video shows HYO as the center of attention as dozens of photographers try to take a picture of her face. 

Each scene depicts the exciting and energy filled rhythm of the song, while the lyrics speak of falling in love and the hope to stay together forever, just like a picture.

HYO describes ‘Picture’ as a way for her to express new music and genres that she has wanted to show for a long time. 

In her correspondence with CNNIndonesia.com, HYO expressed that she has worked hard in preparing for this comeback so that the fans will enjoy it.

The singer whose full name is Kim Hyoyeon also shared her 16-year experience of working in the Kpop industry, as well as other interesting stories.

Q. Congratulations on your comeback! How do you feel releasing ‘Picture’ and coming back after one year? HYO: It’s been a year since I released ‘DEEP’ and now I’m back with ‘Picture.’ I really enjoyed the process of preparing this song.

This is a genre that I’ve wanted to try and express as best as I can, and I’ve put a lot of thought and effort into it, from the concept to the hair and make-up.

A lot of the meetings were fun! I hope you will also like ‘Picture’ as much as I do, and please show a lot of support.

Q. What is the inspiration behind ‘Picture’? Is it a song based on personal experience? HYO: When I was active as a dancer, I really liked the Samba genre. So when choosing a DJ setlist, I often choose genres like Moombahton.

From there I realized that I wanted to show the Moombahton genre not only through my DJ setlists, so that’s how ‘Picture’ was created.

Q. How would you describe ‘Picture’ in one sentence? HYO: To me it would be, “Let’s have this moment last forever as a picture.” I tried to express the song lyrics in one sentence.

Q. When is the best time to listen to ‘Picture’? HYO: I know the perfect time to listen to ‘Picture’, which is when the sun is shining.

There are songs that are nice to listen to before you go to sleep, or during a sunset, but for ‘Picture’, the best time is from when the sun rises to just before the sun sets. 

Q. What are the most memorable moments when preparing for this comeback? HYO: The most memorable moment is when I listened to the song for the first time. I felt something in my heart and I will never forget that feeling. 

Other moments are when I was shooting the music video. The location looked like a vast coastline, but the real location was a horse stable.

We shot during the rain and kept shooting until the sun set. It was a really fun experience.

Q. Congrats on the 16th anniversary of Girls’ Generation! How do you feel after reaching this milestone? HYO: Girls’ Generation has reached our 16th anniversary, and last year on our 15th, we held a special fanmeeting and released an album as a full group. It’s all very meaningful.

This year for our 16th anniversary, I’ve also seen many fans post congratulatory messages on social media. Thank you and congratulations to our fans as well.

Q. What are your favorite moments both as a Girls’ Generation member and as a solo artist? HYO: I have many favorite moments as a Girls’ Generation member, but the most memorable one is when we were all on tour together. That’s when we all got to be together physically and met with the fans often.

Besides that, other memorable moments are when we would put on an amazing performance on stage.

As a solo artist, when I’m active as DJ HYO, I get to travel abroad and meet a lot of fans. It’s so fun to see the audience enjoy my setlist and dance together.

[streetlight11]

Daycare

Summary: He sends his daughter to a daycare centre during the day when he's busy working. He loves his daughter so much but is unable to give her full attention. However, the little girl understands. Just so happens, the little girl has grown really fond of one of her daycare teachers and she loves to tell her father about her. What happens when he meets his daughter's daycare teacher one day out of pure curiosity only to fall for her later?

Theme: Family, stranger(?) to lovers

Genre: Fluff

Pairing: IdolParent!Taehyung x DaycareTeacher!Reader

Word count: 4.4k

A/n: Hi, hello. I just get so soft when I see my favourite kpop boys interact with kids and I know Taehyung loves kids so I thought of writing this. Let me know if there’s any mistakes! Other than that, enjoy reading! :)

“Okay guys, you can take a break. We’ll resume in 15 minutes.” Their choreographer said as the 7 boys let out tired groans and sighs before collapsing to the ground. Taehyung took a few heavy breaths before making his way to the bags where he took his phone out to make a video call. 

A few seconds later, a familiar high pitched voice ringed through his phone speaker as the little girl stepped in front of the front camera where her grandma was holding up the phone.

“Dada!”

“Hi my flower! How are you? Have you eaten?”

“Yes dada! Grandma made chicken soup today!” Just then, the rest of the boys came rushing to Taehyung’s side as they were all taking turns to say hello to the little girl.

“Ahh! Lily ahhh! Hello!” The boys said while the little girl giggled excitedly before waving to the camera.

“Omg so cute.” Namjoon commented, only for him and Hoseok to wriggle at how cute Lily was being.

Lily was Taehyung’s daughter. Yes, he and his ex-girlfriend was still young at the time when she accidentally conceived the little girl. However, Taehyung’s ex left the baby for Taehyung’s care, completely abandoning them. Taehyung of course didn’t have the heart to throw the baby away so he ended up taking care of her.

He got the help of his family to look after the kid while he was preparing to debut. At the time, nobody knew about this except for his family. It was after he debuted that his members and his CEO and soon after, the company staff members along with his manager found out about the child.

However, Taehyung wasn’t kicked out from the team. In fact, he was given the chance to continue his career but that would mean less time to spend with his daughter. Taehyung wanted to work hard and be successful in the future for himself and his family, that includes his daughter.

Hence, the reason why he stayed with the team.

It has been 9 years since her birth and now that Bangtan was doing quite well, Taehyung was able to support his family and his daughter.

“Dada! Dada!” She called, making the boys squeal at her cuteness.

“Yes my flower?”

“I’m going back to school tomorrow! I can’t wait to meet Miss Pretty!”

“Do you really call her that?”

“Yes!”

“And she’s fine with it?”

“Miss Pretty is very nice! She’s not like the other teachers.” Taehyung laughed, staring at his daughter with such loving eyes. But soon, his happy little time had to come to an end since practice was about to resume.

“Sweetheart, Dada has to go now okay? Say bye to your uncles.”

“Bye bye uncles! Bye bye Dada!”

“Bye Lily!” The boys said in unison before Taehyung blew her a kiss and she did the same. After he hung up the call, Yoongi spoke up.

“Who’s Miss Pretty?”

Taehyung just shrugged his shoulders indicating he doesn’t know.

“I only know she’s one of the daycare centre teachers where I send Lily to everyday but I’ve never met her before.”

“Lily seemed to really like this ‘Miss Pretty’ a lot.” Namjoon commented.

“She likes everyone.” Taehyung said before going back to the middle of the room.

“No she doesn’t. She told you she doesn’t like some of our female staff members, remember?” Namjoon said, causing the rest of them to laugh.

“Maybe because they didn’t really know how to handle her.”

“Hyung, she told me Shiyeon and Jaemi noona scared her.” Jungkook said, causing Taehyung to sigh.

“I guess it doesn’t matter.” Taehyung confessed.

A few days passed by, as usual, Taehyung couldn’t pick Lily up from school due to his late working hours so his manager went to pick her up at 630 in the evening. It was 10 minutes past 6 and some of the kids had gone home with their parents.

Lily was just sitting in one of the small tables, playing with a board game alone when (Y/N), one of the daycare centre teachers, who was also ‘Miss Pretty’ as what Lily likes to call her, came up to the little girl only to join her at her seat.

“Hi Lily.” (Y/N) said with a soft smile on her face.

“Hello Miss Pretty!” Lily said as she got out of her seat and went to wrap her arms around (Y/N)’s hips. (Y/N) giggled. Hugging the little girl back before they went to take a seat. They chatted for the next few minutes while they waited for her guardian to arrive.

“Lily, can I ask you something?”

“Mhm!”

“The man who picks you up everyday, is that your uncle?”

“Nope! He’s my Dada’s manager. Dada is a singer!”

“Oh? Really? Who is he?”

“He is in a group!”

(Y/N) stared at the little girl in awe as the girl began to hum to a song that she recognized. She knew it all too well. It was Run.

“You mean, Bangtan?”

“Yes! Hehe. Do you know my uncles and Dada?”

(Y/N) didn’t want the girl to be afraid or feel like she was going to expose her to the fans that she was a child to one of the members so she shook her head. Just then, the little girl told her to turn on a song by BTS on youtube because she wanted to show (Y/N) who her dad was. (Y/N) did just that, only to click on the most recent comeback they had a few months back with the song title ‘Black Swan’.

The video played but Lily never stopped it, just enjoying the music together with (Y/N) but then she suddenly clicked pause when one of the members got a close up shot and she immediately smiled while eagerly pointing to the screen.

“Dada! That’s him!”

With that, (Y/N) took a good look, only to realize that it was Taehyung. Who happens to also be her favourite member. (Y/N) wasn’t disappointed that he has a child. Instead, she was happy that he never gave up and continued to persevere for his daughter.

“This is your dad?”

“Yeap! He is awesome isn’t he?” The little girl giggled.

“Yeah. He is.” (Y/N) replied with a smile when a familiar voice calls out to Lily from the class door.

“Uncle Sejinie!” Lily said as the man smiled to both (Y/N) and Lily.

(Y/N) returned the gesture, walking Lily to him. Once they were at the door, Lily went ahead to put on her shoe when the man said to the little girl.

“Lily ah, your father wants me to bring you to the company building. He wants to see you.” With that, she began to jump up and down excitedly while holding onto (Y/N)’s hands. The man glanced at their locked hands and frowned.

“But your teacher won’t be coming with us.”

Lily pouted sadly only to ask why, her voice laced with sadness. (Y/N) looked at the man and he was visibly feeling bad but she completely understood why.

“Lily, sweetheart, listen to me okay? I have no special connections with your dad so I can’t go in there. But you’ll still see me here everyday? Right?” (Y/N) tried to talk some sense into the little girl as Lily began to tear.

“B-But, I want you to meet Dada…”

“Next time okay sweetie?” (Y/N) said, only for Lily to nod. She gave (Y/N) a warm hug before waving goodbye to her.

The two of them soon left the centre while (Y/N) quickly packed her things and went to tidy the class a little before heading home. After she locked the centre, she slowly walked towards her car. She got in and soon drove off. But her mind drifted back to earlier.

“Is Taehyung a single dad then? Where is Lily’s mother? I feel so bad that she grew up without a mother figure…” These questions floated in her head as she drove back to her apartment.

But this didn’t make her look down on him. He was still human and humans make mistakes. No doubt, even though she found him to be the most charming and cutest member of Bangtan, she just couldn’t help but wonder just how adorable he would be with his daughter. She would probably melt if she saw how he is with Lily. 

That same evening, Taehyung’s manager and Lily soon arrived at the Bighit building as his manager led her up to the 9th floor of the building.

He showed her which room they were in, only for her to run while the man held her bag for her. Lily reached for the door handle with a little jump. She pulled the door handle down and soon pushed the door open. The guys were just scattered around the room, practicing for the upcoming comeback in a few months.

“Dada!” Lily’s voice echoed in the room. She ran to Taehyung in a heartbeat. His face immediately lit up upon seeing his daughter, easily scooping her off the ground.

“My flower! Omg you’re here!” Taehyung said as he kissed her on her soft cheeks and also on her tiny lips, making the girl giggle.

The rest of them began to huddle around the parent and child as they took turns to greet the little girl. They ended up being distracted by her for a while but she listened to her father when he told her to wait quietly at the couch until he ended practice and she did exactly that.

She even fell asleep with Taehyung’s phone in her small hands while waiting for him. Taehyung took her to his dorm as she slept over there for the night since it was a weekend the next day and the guys were having two days off.

During the weekend, Lily couldn’t stop talking about (Y/N) even though she still calls her ‘Miss Pretty’ when talking to her dad about her.

Taehyung has been hearing all these nice stories of this teacher of Lily so he figured, maybe it was time to meet the person who has been taking very good care of his daughter when he’s busy working everyday and night. It was a Wednesday evening and Lily was just talking to (Y/N) at one of the tables as usual while waiting for her guardian to pick her up.

Just when she was about to tickle Lily for stealing her markers, a deep raspy voice spoke up from the entrance. A sense of familiarity to the voice lingers in her ear for a little too long.

(Y/N) glanced over to the door, only to see a young man standing there with a white mask over his nose and mouth but his eyes were too familiar for her not to recognize.

“Lily ah, Dada’s here.”

That’s when Taehyung finally locks eyes with (Y/N), only then he realizes how true his daughter described her to be. She was a lot cuter than he imagined with the genuine smile on her face as she joked around with his daughter.

With that being said, Lily gasped, running straight to Taehyung. (Y/N) watched as he scooped the little girl up swiftly, nuzzling his face in her small neck. (Y/N) giggled softly at the cute interaction between a father and a daughter. Once she was standing in front of the idol, she suddenly felt nervous and shy, in which he seemed to notice.

“Hi, you must be Lily’s dad. You can call me (Y/N), I’m Lily’s class teacher.” (Y/N) said, holding her hand out. Only for him to smile behind the mask. Taehyung took her hand in his and shook it gently before he introduced himself.

“Hi (Y/N), I’m Taehyung. Thanks for taking such good care of my little flower.” He said, only for him to feel a slight electric shock when their skins made contact for a little too long. They both pulled away sharply but then apologized. Just then, Lily spoke up.

“Yay! Does that mean Miss Pretty can see Dada more now?”

With that, (Y/N) choked on her own saliva while Taehyung’s eyes grew wide in shock.

“Lily…”

“Oh Dada, come on! I like Miss Pretty. Don’t you?” Her question came to them by surprise when he locked eyes with (Y/N) for a while but then a small smile appeared on his lips.

“I do, baby. Now enough of chatting. Let’s go. We wouldn’t want to hold Miss Pretty back from her rest now do we?” Taehyung said while Lily shook her head. However, (Y/N) was flustered when he used the nickname Lily gave her instead of her name. Taehyung flashed her a shy smile as he soon asked if she had a ride home. When she told him she drove there, he nodded.

“Alright then. Drive safely. Thank you again for everything you’ve done for Lily.”

“It’s my pleasure, Taehyung. Goodnight, and I’ll see you tomorrow pretty flower.” (Y/N) said. Tapping Lily’s nose, making the girl giggle. Only for the little girl to bury her face in Taehyung’s neck.

The next day, (Y/N) didn’t expect to see Taehyung again in the evening as he took his time to fetch Lily from the daycare centre although he was in the middle of practice. Slowly, this became a routine for him to come pick Lily up from school. At first his member’s were confused as to why he was suddenly eager to fetch his daughter almost everyday. But after a while, they knew exactly why. 

Taehyung wanted to see (Y/N).

This went on for a few weeks with the both of them already exchanged numbers and he would sometimes video call her during lunch just so he could talk to Lily, and maybe (Y/N) too. The members have spoken to (Y/N) a few times before and some of them have even met her in person. All of them seemed to like her as a person.

However, it was Taehyung’s birthday today and the boys had to work. Taehyung apologized to (Y/N) through text saying that he probably couldn’t come and fetch Lily due to his busy schedule but she told him it was fine.

Little did he know, the boys had planned something to surprise the single father.

(Y/N) and Lily went to go get a small cake for Taehyung before heading to the company building. Once they managed to get in with the help of their manager, he brought them to the level where they were at.

(Y/N) prepared the cake and candles as she hid outside the practice room door while Lily hid on the opposite side of (Y/N). She texted Yoongi to get Taehyung out of the room and soon, when the door opened with a clueless Taehyung stepping out to leave, Lily and (Y/N) came out front to surprise him. The poor male jumped back in shock as he clutched to his chest.

Everyone began to sing for him the happy birthday song as they gathered around the door. A smile crept onto his face but he was still confused to see them there.

“Happy Birthday Dada!” Lily said after they finished singing for him while Taehyung glanced back and forth between the adult and the kid.

“Happy Birthday Taehyung.” (Y/N) wished as she held the cake in front of him.

“Make a wish.” She said, only for Taehyung to listen.

He closed his eyes and soon made a wish in his head before blowing the candles out. Everyone cheered before re-entering the room to celebrate briefly. They were all having bite after bite of the cake, only for Jungkook to whisper to Hoseok quietly while (Y/N) was talking to Seokjin and Yoongi.

“Wah hyung, she’s really pretty. She’d make such a cute couple with V hyung.”

“I agree. Plus, she’s already won Lily’s heart. It makes her one step closer to being Lily’s mother figure.” Hoseok said, seeing her giggle at Seokjin’s comment about her having to be stuck with Taehyung of all people. Their break time was about to end when (Y/N) spoke up, catching the attention of everyone else.

“I’m really thankful I got to be here and celebrate your birthday. Who would’ve thought I would be sitting here with a famous artist group huh?” They laughed at her words, telling her that they were happy she could feel even the slightest bit comfortable being with them as a normal person and not as an idol with a fan.

Just then, she took this chance to continue.

“Even so, I shouldn’t be here for too long. I don’t want people to get the wrong information.” This caused the boys to look at her in shock while some frowned.

“What do you mean? You’re leaving already?” Taehyung asks suddenly from beside her as she locks eyes with him. She found it hard to answer him so he continued.

“Stay… please.” His words were soft and almost as if he meant every bit of it without any hesitance in it.

“But-”

“I know you’re worried about our fans and the media, but I promise you’ll be safe.” His words brought so much comfort to her but for some reason, she was still afraid. So for the first time, Taehyung reached down to place a hand on top of her own that was resting in her lap while he gently caressed it with his thumb.

“Please stay (Y/N).” The room fell silent, the boys glancing back and forth between the two expectantly.

She didn’t feel right to reject him with how gentle he was being so she decided to give in.

“Okay…” 

With that being said, the members smiled in victory as they soon cleaned up the place before going back to practice. As promised, (Y/N) stayed longer while the boys practiced their upcoming song. (Y/N) was just sitting with Lily at the couch, entertaining the little girl by watching a cartoon with her. Halfway through the cartoon, Lily began to yawn as (Y/N) turned to her in concern.

“Are you sleepy?” She asked, her voice slightly louder so she could hear past the music playing in the room.

Lily nodded as she turned to (Y/N) with her arms out. It was out instinct that (Y/N) immediately got up and rested her hands on Lily’s underarms before lifting her up. She puts Lily on her waist as the little girl wraps her arms around (Y/N)’s shoulders. Lily pressed her cheek on top of (Y/N)’s shoulder with (Y/N) supporting the girl by resting her arms under the girl’s thighs.

The boys were still focused on dancing when Taehyung noticed (Y/N) carrying Lily through the reflection.

She was swaying from side to side, gently patting Lily’s back to lull her to sleep. Since it was pretty noisy in the room, (Y/N) decided to bring Lily outside so that the little girl could sleep in peace. All the while, Taehyung watched as (Y/N) carried Lily out of the room quietly without interrupting the boys.

A few of the members noticed this too but they weren’t as focused as Taehyung. Almost an hour later, they decided to call it a day as they began to take a short rest while packing their stuff.

“They’re not back yet?” Taehyung asked when he realized (Y/N) and Lily weren’t in the room. The boys shook their heads, only for Taehyung to leave the practice room in search of his two precious gems. Only to find (Y/N) standing at the very end of the hallway, softly humming to a song.

Taehyung lightly jogged towards her as she turned around upon hearing his footsteps.

“We’re done with practice. Did you drive here?” He asked.

“Mhm.” The room fell silent for a bit before he spoke up.

“I really mean what I said earlier.” She looked at him in slight confusion before he explained himself.

“You don’t have to worry about anyone. I promise you’ll be safe. I’ll keep you safe.”

With that, she smiled as she reached up to cup his face, making him lean into her touch. 

Both of them have yet to confess their honest feelings for each other but it was pretty obvious that they liked each other. However, because of his profession, it would be slightly hard for him to actually be open about being in a relationship with someone even though he wants to be in one with her.

But that didn’t stop them from being honest and true to one another while nobody else was looking. With that, Taehyung gently wraps his fingers around her wrist as he caresses her hand softly before he speaks up.

“I know this is a little much to ask, but is it okay if you let Lily stay at your place tonight, I have a busy schedule all day tomorrow and I can't put her at the daycare since it’s a weekend. My parents are out of town at the moment too.”

“Yeah sure. No problem Taehyung.” She said with a genuine smile.

“Thank you so much (Y/N). I’ll come pick her up after my schedule is over.”

“No worries Taehyung. Just give me a call before you come okay?”

“Okay.” With that, the 9 of them soon left the building as she took Lily with her. 

A few weeks passed and both (Y/N) and Taehyung have been showing more and more intimacy but without any PDA. Whenever the boys were at their dorm, they would often ask when Taehyung would ask her out or make it official but it seems like he has too many things on his mind. But they didn’t rush him into things so that was good. Today however, was a little different.

(Y/N) got a text from Hoseok asking her to come to the company building saying that Taehyung injured himself during the practice and nobody was around to take care of Lily. With that being said, she quickly rushed over to the company. Once she arrived, she went to find the room. 

The minute she pushed the door open, she was met with a very cute setting where there was a foldable table with a laptop, a picnic basket on top of the pretty blanket covers. She got confused as she stared at it for a second, only for someone to cover her eyes from behind. She gasped as she jumped back, crashing into a firm chest.

“What are yo-”

“Shh, it’s just me.” Taehyung’s voice resonated in her ear as she couldn’t help but giggle.

He guided her inside not before closing the door and lock it. After they were inside, she turned to him and faked a hurt expression.

“Hoseok told me you got injured. Why would you guys lie about that? I was so worried for you!” She said as he chuckled, finding her super adorable. Taehyung took her hand and led her to the layout where the picnic blanket was laid. They soon took a seat before he then spoke up.

“I know this isn’t a perfect first date, but I knew you’d feel uncomfortable if we were out in public because you know, with all the public eye and media…” With that, she looked at him. A tint of pink crept onto her cheeks.

“A d-date?”

“Oh, yeah, forgot to properly ask you out. Unless you don’t want this to be a date, I’m totally fine with it! You don’t have to-”

“It’s okay… I- I want this to be a date.” She confessed, making him smile as they soon continued with their indoor picnic date. Where they watched a movie in the dark while they cuddled on the blanket. Halfway through, she was feeling slightly cold since she only wore a crop top and jeans. Taehyung gave her his jacket but she was still cold so he offered to keep her warm.

She got flustered at first but then she decided to just go with it due to coldness.

Hence the reason why she was now snuggled in between his legs, her back resting against his chest while he had his arms around her body.

She slowly got distracted by him drawing lazy patterns onto her waist. Her head was just below his chin so if she tilted her head up to look at him, their faces wouldn’t be too far from each other. Just then, she gently rests her cold hands on top of his forearms, making him look down. That’s when she decided to be brave and look up.

Taehyung stared at her with a gentle smile on his face, glancing down to his lips. Her heart was beating so fast against her chest, she could almost feel as though he could hear it. Taehyung slowly leaned down, testing the waters to see if she would pull away.

When she didn’t move, that’s when he finally pressed his soft lips on hers. She closed her eyes in bliss as she reached up to cup his face. Taehyung pulled away with a soft sound before kissing her again. He was getting drunk in her lips when she turned her body slightly so that she wasn’t lying in an awkward position. Taehyung kissed her passionately before pulling away for the second time.

They left their faces so close to each other to let their lips graze against one another.

“I wouldn’t want anyone else to be the mother figure of my daughter.” Taehyung whispered as he locked eyes with her again. She smiled as she sneaked a kiss before she spoke up.

“I love that girl with all my heart, and you too.” Taehyung chuckled shyly as he kissed her again, the movie long forgotten by now.

[colorisbyshe]

Oooh, do you have any non-English music recs? I listen to J-rock and K-pop, but I'm trying to diversify. From widely spoken languages like Chinese, Russian, German, Spanish, and French to smaller languages like Romanian, Greek, or Navajo. Give me all you've got, new or old, fun or sad idc. I'd love that *chef's finger kiss* LGBT shit, but it isn't necessary ❤️

Oh, yeah!

To preface, I do not understand how to classify most music genres, so I won't be able to be super specific besides like "dance music" or "sad music" or whatever.

Also, I rarely listen to full albums/discographies, so if I just recommend one song, you'd probably benefit from checking their other stuff!

Also, also, also because I don't really do deep dives a lot of my recs aren't very obscure lmao I'm gonna try to not rec too much J/Kpop on that basis because you've porbably heard it! If you want J/Kpop tell me what you already listen to and I can base it off that. I'll only do a bit more obscure groups not like... Twice.

Dance Music:

Ntozabantu by Lebo Mathosa. Pure dance anthem from South Africa.

赤伶 (DJ名龙 Remix) by 等什么君. Normally I can get English titles for songs but noope. Still, this is more vocal based and remixed to be dancier but I really enjoy it. Got it off a skateboarding tiktok?? 昭华情 is also by them and is just REALLY pretty but isn't dancy.. I'm assuming it's mandarin, sorry if I got that wrong!

Iskaba by Wande Coal is great Nigerian based house music. Primarily in English but not fully! I listen to this song once a week, it's so smooth.

More basic pop and not really dance:

Tourner la Page by Zaho. Kinda sad and piano based but still radio friendly. French!

Soul Lady by Yukika. Not basic pop, but it's city pop. I wouldn't quite call it dance music?? It's city pop. Her latest song is pretty and more vocal city kpop.

Thank U Sooooo Much" by Yubin, an ex member of Wonder Girls. Retro kpop! Has great synth. Maybe belongs under dance music? Again, I do not understand genres.

Yellow by Koh Kamiyama. IDK what genre to call this? Just like... Japanese... alt pop? I don't know genres. There's fake guitar happening. I wouldn't call it JRock tho

Okay I'm giving up on genre separations

4:00 AM by Taeko Onuki. Smooth as hell and from 1978, so hopefully you haven't heard it before.

Found & Lost by Survive said the Prophet. Jrock... from an anime I hate. I also like their songs Red and Mukanjyo

LISTEN TO STROMAE. If you tell me what kind of music you like, I can give more specific recs.

Okay I'm fully skipping Kpop/Jrock/Jpop until I get more specifics becaues I have too much. Like do you know Perfume? Do you know WJSN? Should I rec songs from popular anime? Less popular anime? Like shit from anime I don't even like... but the songs are bops.

Wait Nami no Yukusaki by The Ricecookers is really good okay no more Jrock unless you give me specifics on what you alreayd listen to! OH and Kakusei by Superfly is a must.

Actually I need more specifics in your taste like does Jrock mean you're open to music like Rammstein which is German metal (?), if so, Engel is my fave by them.

run wild by pls&ty is finnish and idk how to explain the genre

OKY I HAVE REALIZED THIS WON'T WORK UNLESS YOU SEND ME SOME SONGS YOU DO LIKE SO IC AN OFFER SIMILAR I LISTEN TO A LOT OF NON ENGLISH MUSIC

Like... I have Phone by Mickey Singh which is Punjabi + English but does the sound even appeal to you? Jrock and Kpop leaves a LOT of room LMAO

Like does Jrock include dogfight by m.o.v.e. or/?? I DONT UNDERSTAND GENRES

I also dont listen to the radio so like... is Mudo Turbo a popular song and it's embarrassing to rec it because everyone already knows it? Lexie Liu got popular after being featured in KDA but Idk if hte average kpop fan has heard of her since she does Cpop? I like her song Shadow but is it helpful to rec it?

ANon give me specifics to work with!

Do you want the Blue Da Dee's guy's Italian album and recs from it? Or stuff more aligned with like... Loona or Naruto theme songs

I have songs with fucking made up languages like what do you want specifically

Also I just realized how much french music i listen to... and yet understand none of despite taking french for six years

[an-annyeoing-writer]

vulnerability. – prologue

Story info:

Pair: Byun Baekhyun x Reader

Rating: +18 for mentions of s*x and violence (future chapters)

Genre: angst, smut

Chapter info:

Release date: 6th May 2021

Word count: 2 653

Warnings: dark thoughts, general angst (in this chapter, it gets lighter later)

Vulnerability Masterlist || Fanfiction Masterlist || Ko-Fi

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Prologue

“What do you need?”

Another question to which, despite your sincere effort, you are unable to find an answer; spoken in a cool, collected tone that makes it no easier to adjust to. You stare blankly at your hands, folded in your lap in a position that was supposed to be modest, but right now – betrays insecurity and uncertainty.

“Do I have to answer?” you ask quietly, struggling to find the right thing to say; your mind gets as blank as your stare, the stress deeming you unable to create a reply.

“Do you want to waste my time? If I ask a question, I expect an answer.” The man taps the surface of the close-by table, a clear message goes through – don’t test my patience. The notebook that he holds on his lap, with his other hand over it, hasn’t been written in for the past few minutes. The two of you are sitting on tall bar chairs, facing each other. You wish the tall table on the side, imitating the bar counter, was actually in between the two of you – maybe you’d feel a bit more secure with this form of a barrier.

You don’t want to waste his time, but you feel like you’re wasting yours right now. It’s as if you were at a job interview that completely didn’t align with what you had expected it to be like. It’s the moment you feel like the interviewer is only asking the questions out of politeness but does not pay much attention to your answers, and you know your case is a lost one. That’s exactly the way you feel right now – as if he’s at this point only tormenting you for the mere fun of it, although it doesn’t look like he has any fun in this at all; his face is stern and ridden of emotions. Terrifying.

“I think I need stability, and safety…” you try to utter something sensible. “But not boredom…”

You feel silly as soon as these words leave you, and, as you expect, they earn no reaction from the man. You soon realize he must have heard such things dozens of times before you – it’s a textbook answer.

“Some of your replies contradict each other” the man suddenly states.

“I didn’t lie” you argue back.

“Maybe not, but I’d recommend therapy.”

You only continue to stare blankly. Such words don’t faze you anymore – partly because you started to grow indifferent to whatever is spoken in this conversation, and partly because you’ve heard these words enough of times, spoken by your family, friends, even classmates or strangers. It’s embarrassing, but you’ve learned to push such thoughts away every time they surfaced; and this time, as well, you knew you wouldn’t think about them anymore as soon as the topic changed.

“Yeah, I know” you mutter, only for the sake of having an answer. You feel bitter; the case is lost for sure, you can tell – what he keeps you here for anymore, you don’t know.

“Is there anything else you want to tell me?”

“Uh… No, not really.”

“Is there anything you want to ask me?”

Of course. So many things, so many thoughts that appeared in the anticipation for this meeting. Excitement that slowly died down; you remember the questions you wanted to ask, as well as the ones that emerged during the conversation itself. Yet, you don’t think that any of them are worth being spoken aloud anymore.

“I don’t think so.”

“I see.”

The man reaches for his notebook and writes a word or two inside, then tears the page out; you flinch at that. You can’t tell what’s written on it as he places the piece of paper on the table between the two of you, the clear side upwards, while the text is underneath. You stare at it with new-found curiosity.

“I need to leave for a few minutes. Write your number there, or e-mail address, whichever you prefer. I’ll be back.”

He stands up without asking for your reply and heads towards the bathroom; you only follow him with your stare as he disappears in the crowd – it’s Friday evening, and the bar, The Queen of Spades, is as full as on any typical Friday evening, except there’s an aura of loneliness surrounding you. You’re a bit uncomfortable in the bar chair – you’d rather sit in the leather sofa that’s behind you.

The leather sofa on which you saw Byun Baekhyun for the first time.

* * *

The Queen of Spades was a quite spacious, but not too well known bar that your friend had been promising to take you to thousands of times before a good occasion actually came up – the end of your winter exam session, all exams passed by a miracle. The bar was just fifteen minutes from your house, and you were astonished the moment you entered through the glass doors, feeling as though you went back in time by a few decades. Wooden furniture, warm lights, soft tunes of jazz and RnB – not your vibe, but one that made you fall in love with this place at the first sight.

However, as much as the interiors were dazzling, there was one more thing that caught your attention the most – the man sitting in the corner of the bar, on a leather couch with only the tall counter-like table on the side, probably too tall to reach to, but he wasn’t drinking anyway. He sat with a middle-aged woman, leaning gently into his side, casually and trustfully. The leather collar on her neck did not match her age-accurate attire, and that was exactly what caught your attention in her whole visage.

Whether the pair knew that they’re observed or not, you couldn’t tell – and, in fact, it seemed as though they don’t necessarily care. When the man’s hand found itself on the woman’s leather collar and pulled it backwards tightly, a small scowl on his face, you freaked out; at least until you saw her smile softly, no attempt to struggle, no worry, as her face reddened with the restraint of blood flow that the motion must have caused. Their eyes met. The man’s gaze softened. He released the collar and held her chin in his hands, and soon, they were resting again.

You stared at the scene, mesmerized. But it would be inappropriate to pay it any more attention; yet, you felt intrigued. You wondered what else would you see if you came back to the bar another time.

And, in fact, he was there the second time as well, just as you were with your classmate, trying to listen to her personal stories, but with your glance drifting off to the man’s direction.

He was with a woman, again, but one that could have been around your own age. It confused you, but, without any other cues, you did not want to judge. This one, also, had a collar on her neck – or more like a necklace, made of chain with pearls tied into it, a dainty and girly piece. The man patted her head gently as she rested with her eyes closed, maybe even sleeping. Nothing else happened.

And the third time you went there, alone this time, after a particularly long day at work, hoping to get some of the stress off your shoulders, you sat by the bar alone, and therefore, did not need to worry about annoying the person you were with – you could stare to your heart’s content; at least until someone would notice and find you weird or creepy.

It was a Friday evening again, so you concluded he comes here regularly. Although the bar was quite crowded, no one sat by the table next to the leather couch, probably not wanting to disrupt the pair – two men sitting together now. It did catch you by surprise. This one’s collar was made of silver squares linked together. It looked simple, but elegant. With a little bit of tequila, for once you felt bold enough to shoot the bartender your question.

“Yeah, oh, him? Baekhyun, he’s local. Why? You’re interested? Well, if you really are, he’s not into one night stands.”

Neither were you; you didn’t want to jump into such things abruptly, not at all. You wanted to know more first.

“He’s not into relationships, from what I know. Or more like, his relationships aren’t what they may be to you. If you don’t know what I’m talking about, then just leave it, there’s other fish in this sea, just look around you.”

But you weren’t interested in other fish; this one spiked your interest and you just needed to know more. Your motive was obvious, and so, the bartender kept talking, taking pleasure in enlightening the silly kid that you were in his eyes.

“Ever heard of BDSM? If yes, then you’ll understand. If no, then leave it be.”

Your first impression, the thought you had in the first moment, was finally confirmed – it was like opening a cake you’ve only seen in the packaging and finding out it looks exactly as the packaging’s shape hinted. You chose this cake because of the shape, and now you feel even more excited about seeing how it tastes. And you did, in fact, truly want to devour it.

“So, you want to get on with him?”

You knew you did. There was no doubt in that. The bartender, who initially seemed persistent in discouraging you, suddenly seemed to enjoy the role of a sort of broker.

“I can set you two up.”

* * *

That’s how your story led you to this particular point; to the dark, old-styled walls of The Queen of Spadesthat you’ve started to memorize well by now, to the table you’ve only observed from afar, to the man whom you also could only look at, until today.

And you feel like the figurative cake is now made of nasty, bitter chocolate, and empty inside.

You glance once again in the direction in which the man disappeared – the bathroom. You probably have a few more minutes to relax. Your gaze lands on the torn piece of paper.

It shouldn’t be an issue if you decided to have a look – right? He left it in front of you, maybe even for this particular reason, for you to check if he hasn’t written anything wrong about you. Whatever is written in there… You can’t think anymore as you whip the paper to the other side.

[F/n], 24, fem. & stud. available weekends mentally unstable, possible childhood trauma sensitive

No lies are detected.

Moreover, you feel as though each statement is awfully accurate; you are sensitive, and the words hurt. You feel reduced to these few random phrases, as if your whole personality consists just of these traits.

Mentally unstable.

Childhood trauma.

Sensitive.

You angrily turn the sheet back over and make sure the number you just wrote is correct, although you’re not so sure if you wantit to be correct. You consider changing it to a wrong one. Or standing up and leaving. You’re angry and frustrated, and lost. Your desperate need for this deal to work out collides with your desperate need to go back to your safe zone; the one in which you can rely on fiction and your own imagination, and where no other person can hurt you. You could just stand up and leave, for sure; who would try to stop you? Do you even have the guts to stay? You feel disrespected; you wish to disappear.

Yet, you don’t find yourself doing any of these things. You sit in your place, staring at the sheet blankly, until familiar steps echo nearby and the man takes his place again. The time for making decision has run out. Byun Baekhyun sits in front of you again, staring at you intensely.

“Did you look?” His tone is accusatory, and a bit angry. Were you not supposed to look, after all…?

“N-no” you instantly reply. Your voice falters, you know you’re not a good liar. But he can’t blame you for something you won’t admit; you’ll leave, and you’ll be safe, he won’t be able to say anything more hurtful anymore.

“I see.”

The lie eats at you; you fiddle nervously as he takes the paper and slowly puts it back in his notebook. He doesn’t look at you while doing so, but you watch him full of nerves. You can’t lie, you never could.

“I-I did” you utter after a moment of silence.

He freezes in spot and you start fearing again; his eyes raise to meet yours, and you don’t dare to reciprocate the gaze. However, you can tell he’s not angry – whether it’s pure disdain or disappointment, you don’t know. But, at the very least, you can tell you won’t be yelled at, and it’s enough to be a relief.

“I’m sorry” you add in a mumble filled with shame. Your gaze lowers even further.

Byun Baekhyun doesn’t say anything about it. He observes you in silence for a while, as if deep in thought, and you don’t know if you’re being judged or analyzed, you do your best not to let your mind drift towards the areas of insecurity and fear.

He puts his things back in the leather bag he carries – the notebook, phone, leather gloves. Seems that the meeting is coming to an end. It’s not even 8 PM.

“Will you find your way home? You need a drive?”

“I live nearby, I’ll be okay.”

“Can I walk you, then?”

“Sure…”

It’s slowly getting dark and you don’t find it in yourself to oppose the offer. More than to run away, you feel an urge to just give in, and you’d rather he yells at you for lying than asks you anymore questions; you’re worn out, both mentally and physically – with your muscles cramping for keeping them tense for so long.

No more words are said, though, there’s no yelling and no accusations. He acts professionally the moment you leave the bar, letting you lead the way and only staying by your side, not too close even, no touch and no words – as if he’s following you rather than accompanying.

Throughout your whole conversation, you didn’t see him smile even once. It pains you. But you slowly come to the conclusion that you haven’t necessarily done anything wrong, and it’s just the way it is.

“Thank you for today” you utter politely. You want to run back into your apartment and be safe again. “And thank you for walking me.” Sorry for wasting your time, too, you also wish to add, but you don’t want to victimize yourself; you don’t want to believe that you’re at fault for it, either – apologizing would be like taking the whole blame upon yourself, and you don’t want to accept that.

“No problem. Thank you for your time. Sleep well.”

He opens the door for you but doesn’t look at you or say anything more. You utter one more small “thank you” and “goodnight” before entering your small apartment again.

The day finally comes to an end and you want nothing more than to rest it off in the bunk bed of your bedroom – the sweet and safe comfort zone that never betrays you, never plays with your feelings, and always welcomes you with its warmth.

* * *

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Author's note: I know it feels a bit sad thus far, but bear with me, it will get better soon!

Next (Chapter 1.)

[mingishoe]

Listen... | K.Y

Summary: You can hear every song your soulmate does, yours just happens to listen to the same song on repeat… for days.

Genre: Soulmate AU, Fluff, crack

Pairing: Yeosang x Reader

Word count: 3k

A/N: I wrote this on a whim with absolutely zero planning besides what me and @mingislovelythighs discussed... it was also their idea to have the cha cha slide involved so akdhjshq aNywAy thanks for simultaneously getting me to write this while also distracting me with a million other fic ideas sorry if it sucks it’s not my favourite thing I’ve written and it’s unedited skbdjsn

*italicized words are Korean*

⋆ ⋆ ⋆

“Bullio bullio urin jigeum bullio” You’ve never wanted to bang your head against a wall more than you do right now. You’ve heard the same song for months at this point.

At first it was okay. It was a good song even though you weren’t too sure about the lyrics. It was in Korean. You didn’t know Korean. 

You knew about kpop, your best friend had tried getting you into some groups she liked, BTS, Oneus, NCT, and a one called Ateez that you had thoroughly enjoyed. You have heard a few of their songs but overall you weren’t really familiar with any of the members or their songs. 

You found yourself humming the song as once again you heard it in your head, “I got the answer!” It’s safe to say that you get a little bit too hyped whenever you listen to it.

Your friend had sat next to you and listened to what you were humming, “Oh, You’ve listened to it already? I was just about to show you! I’m so proud you’re listening to them on your own!”

You furrow your eyebrows at her, “What? I haven’t listened to anything?” She cocks her head at you but shrugs thinking she might’ve heard you wrong.

“Whatever, here listen to this. You know that group Ateez that you liked last time?” You nod at her vaguely remembering the songs you listened to last time, “Well, they had a comeback and this song just came out! It’s so good! You’ll love it, I promise.” 

You take the earbud she handed you and she immediately pressed play. As soon as that first beat plays you immediately recognize it. You try not to say anything but then you have no control over your mouth as you suddenly sing out “Bullio bullio urin jigeum bullio” making your friend look to you with a confused expression. It wasn’t your fault. It was the songs. Every. Single. Time. You had to say it, no matter where you were, you said it every time. 

You had paused the video, “When did you say this came out?” She looked in the description and your eyes widened, “Literally like an hour ago.” 

“Huh… I thought I’ve heard this before?” Your friend shakes her head and starts the video again. Without even realizing you continue to sing the rest of the song as you’re focused on the visuals and the members, taking note on a part you particularly enjoyed, “Who’s that?”

You point to the pretty boy who was in the desert, “Kang Yeosang.” 

“Kang Yeosang... Yeosang?” Your friend nods at you, “I like him.” As your friend starts talking again you start to hear the other song you’ve been hearing for a while.

You cut her off with furrowed eyebrows, “Do they have another song that goes like this?” You stop talking for a moment as you try to remember the lyrics, “Hana dul urineun ganda jipyeongseon neomeo?”

She looks at you with wide eyes as she closes out of the video you were in the middle watching and switches it to a live performance, “How…? Look.”

As it starts playing once again you immediately recognize it as another song you’ve been hearing for a while. Once again you start to unconsciously sing along and even rap along with the guy in the red hair. 

Your friend suddenly pulls away from you causing the earbud to come out your ear, “How the fuck do you know all the words?” 

“How the fuck did it just come out an hour ago?” You continue to sing along to the song you were hearing making her even more confused, “I- I- You’re lying right? There's no way they came out today!” 

She shakes her head and shows you her phone, “Look! Right there! Today!” 

You scratch your head in utter frustration, “I’ve been listening to this for months!” 

“That’s impossible- it came out today…” you scoffed with an unbelieving expression on your face, “How do you explain how I knew all the lyrics? Even the rap? You know I don’t listen to kpop when I’m not with you!” 

“Y/n… What if…” you slowly turn to face her with your mouth slightly parted, “No. There's absolutely no way. I’ve never- I don’t- how?”

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“Wooyoung I’m telling you they’re listening to our song!” Wooyoung looks at Yeosang completely unamused, “Maybe they’re an Atiny?” 

“No Wooyoung. They don’t even listen to kpop. Only every once in a while and I think they’ve only heard like one of our songs.” As Seonghwa and Jongho walk into the practice room, they look at a highly distressed Yeosang who’s lying on the floor.

“Are you okay Yeosang?” Yeosang groans from his spot on the floor before he sits up and looks at Seonghwa, “I don’t even think they speak Korean- how are they supposed to figure out who I am if they don’t even listen to us?” 

“Well they’re listening to us right now aren’t they? You said they were listening to Horizon. We got lucky Yeosang, were singers, they could hear our song somewhere and recognize it.” Wooyoung had a point; Yeosang was just too into his little tantrum to take it into consideration. 

“Okay but what if they think it’s just another Atiny?” They’re all silent for a moment because they know Yeosang could be right but Jongho suddenly speaks up.

“The song just came out. How long have we worked on this song?” They let out a collective answer of ‘Months’ before they suddenly realize, “Exactly. It wouldn’t make sense for anyone else to be listening to the songs for hours on end every single day if they weren’t even out until today.”

Yeosang sighs but nods knowing that Jongho had made a good point, “Let’s just hope they realize that too.”

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“What do I do?” By now you and your friend had both realised that literally someone in Ateez was your soulmate. It wasn’t that hard to figure out. Who else would be listening to this song literally 24/7 for months? 

“You have to figure out which one.” You rolled your eyes at your friend who had stated it like it was obvious.

“Well yeah, but how? They live in Korea. We don’t.” She pouts before she gives you a mischievous look. 

She pulls her phone back out and starts playing a song. Luckily it’s a lyric video so you start to look at the lyrics noticing it’s in English, “If he can’t speak English how is he going to know what I’m saying?”

“It’s by a kpop group. I’m sure they know it too.” You shrug and continue to listen to the song. 

‘Touch me tease me feel me up~’ You look up at her with wide eyes, “Isn’t that a bit… inappropriate? I don’t want him to think I’m a horny little shit.” 

She laughs but continues the song, “No look, it’s kinda funny if you think about it.” 

Essentially you’re sending a message to one of eight members of Ateez to let him know you know. “Listen! Listen to this part. If he’s listening it’ll be funny” 

“Baby we two distant strangers, I know you don't speak my language But I love the way she's talking to me” you let out a snort as she pauses the song to give you a smirk. 

“Okay, that’s funny, but only if he was listening. What time is it even in Korea? He might be asleep.” She shakes her head, “Remember y/n, he’s an idol. He’s probably awake.”

You suddenly become slightly sad, “There’s no way I’m ever going to meet him. Like you said he’s an idol, they can’t even date.”

“We’ll figure it out. Trust me, I’m as invested in this as you and he’s not even my soulmate.” You laugh softly before you both get ready for bed.

⋆

“What song is this? I know you don’t speak my language but I love the way she’s talking to me. What’s that?” 

They look between each other completely clueless, “I don’t know but maybe they know.”

“Know what?” 

“Know who you are.” Yeosang shook his head, “That’s impossible. How could they know it’s me? It could be any of y’all too.” 

“But did you not just understand what you said? ‘I know you don’t speak my language’ I know you don’t speak my language. They know you’re Korean, and they know you’re in Ateez.” 

Since when was Jongho this smart? He had a lot more hope now that Jongho and Wooyoung had got him out of his pity party. Seonghwa was just there for emotional support I guess, “How will I ever figure out who they are? We meet hundreds of people, there’s no way I’ll know if it’s them.” 

“We’re announcing our tour soon Yeosang. Let’s just hope they manage to get concert tickets or even better, get into the fansign.”

⋆

It’s been probably the most stressful two weeks in your life. You have no idea how you’re ever going to find out how you’re supposed to figure out which one of them is your soulmate. It’s not that easy. You also don’t speak Korean so it’s almost impossible for you to be able to try and communicate through songs because you don’t really understand the meanings of different songs. 

You started to do research on Ateez and the members as you started to feel really sad. You had learned the time zones for Korea and you would be hearing their songs when it would be 2 or 3 am in Korea and you wish they could just rest.

Your friend had come bursting in your apartment, “I did it! I did it! Y/n I did it!” you looked at her with wide eyes as she had just suddenly busted in like she owned the place.

“Did what?” She shoved her phone in your face but you honestly didn’t even know what you were looking at, “What is that?”

She groaned, “Fansign tickets!” You blinked at her not knowing what that meant, “Well my friend, I bought approximately 60 albums and managed to get two tickets.” 

Your mouth dropped open, “60!? Are you fucking serious? Let me pay you for half of them then!” 

“No it’s okay, I told you that I’m as invested in this as you. Plus, one of them is your soulmate! Someone in Ateez! I get to see them too so it's a win win situation.” 

You bite your lip anxiously, “Is this a good idea? I’m not sure if it's worth it?”

“What do you mean? Of course it is! Some people never find theirs and you will!” You stayed quiet for a few moments before you spoke up quietly, “When is it?” 

“This weekend…” Your eyes widen further as you can’t believe she’s only telling you this now. 

“How long have you known?!” She laughs guiltily before trying to change the subject, “No, How long have you known?” 

“Since last week… but I knew you would’ve backed out so I tried to make it seem like I got it today… but you’re going with me right? You have to go with me.” You roll your eyes but laugh and nod.

⋆

There are screams all around you and you feel like you’re about to explode from a million different emotions. “What do I do?” 

You friend is now suddenly as tense as you knowing that it’s finally going to happen, “I-I don’t know? Sing a song?” 

“What if they’re not here?” The other members are surrounding Yeosang trying to calm him down.

“You’ll know once the music starts playing. They’re playing what? Say my name first? If you’re both here you’ll hear the same song.”

Yeosang has never been this nervous in his entire life.

“They weren’t at the concert… what makes you think they’ll be here?” Hongjoong was about to say something but suddenly the music starts playing and it’s the exact same.

“Nonono I have to go. I can’t stay. It’s ‘say my name.’ He knows I’m here.” Your friend looks absolutely terrified for you and it’s honestly not helping you.

You try to get up but then you see Hongjoong walk on stage making you immediately sit back down. One by one each member walks onto the stage you try to focus on each of their expressions but you can’t really notice anything different.

“Sing a different song…” You looked at your friend who had whispered to you. You think for a minute before you remember a song you have seen yeosang, san, and wooyoung sing. You thought it might be able to pull a reaction out of one of them, the ponytail song. “I got a ponytail, I got a ponytail, I got a p-p-p-p-p-p-p-ponytail.” As you started singing the song quietly, literally 5 of the members started laughing so it literally didn’t help at all.

You basically give up and just start to watch them as they’re talking and doing random things. You kept your focus on different members at different times whenever you sang or heard other songs besides what was playing but still nothing.

Yeosang remembers a song he had heard a while ago that is pretty popular at parties and it has directions of things to do. ‘Clap, clap, clap, clap your hands.’ You snort as you hear the literal cha cha slide but you clap your hands anyway making the people around you turn to give you a weird look.

Yeosang immediately turned to the direction of the sound but he wasn’t able to see who it was. He thinks about the song once more but as soon as it's over he hears several claps as Mingi ends up doing a spin or something.

Yeosang is starting to become impatient as you’re both trying to do something to get the attention of the other, it’s just not working. It’s finally time for them to sign albums and talk to everyone and you’re both feeling the anxiety, “I’m gonna throw up-”

You give one last look to your friend as you sit down to talk to the first member, Mingi. You knew it wasn’t Mingi because earlier you had seen him mouthing the words to different frozen songs and you never heard them so that only left 7 members. This was the most difficult process of elimination you’ve ever had to do in your life.

You continued your conversation with Mingi and even complimented his voice whenever he sang into the unknown for you. You then moved onto San who was the next member.

You made it a bit awkward as you kinda just stared at him for a moment to try to get any reaction to what you were thinking but when he gave you none you pouted slightly.

San cocked his head at you before taking your hand in his and told you not to be upset, that he would make you feel better. You appreciate his effort and it even made you blush lightly but you were becoming even more discouraged with not figuring out who it is.

You tried to think about the bright side of things which meant there were only 6 members left. You went to sit in front of Yeosang with a small frown.

As soon as you looked up he eyed you carefully, recognizing you from the area he had first heard the clap. You returned his intense eye contact not really knowing what he was doing, “W-What-” you suddenly let out a snort as you suddenly heard Hello by Adele.

Right after you started laughing Yeosang’s eyes widened and he suddenly flew back from the table shocking the entire room. Your eyes are wide as he starts pacing in front of you not knowing what happened.

After a few of the other members get Yeosang to stop doing whatever he was doing it’s your turn to do the same. You’ll admit, you were a little bit slow in reaction out of straight confusion, but now you understood.

As you’re thinking of a song you and Yeosang are in the most intense staring contest you’ve ever had in your entire life. “Y-You hear it don’t you?”

Yeosang nods before he runs around the table to go to where you’re standing. There’s lots of murmuring and awws coming from the audience but neither of you are concerned with that because holy shit, that’s your soulmate.

You let out a small scream whenever you were suddenly being pulled backstage. The staff was beyond confused but they didn’t really stop either of you because Yeosang seemed way too excited.

“W-What's your name?” You could tell Yeosang was nervous, I mean who wouldn’t be? You knew he was a little bit standoffish as he wasn’t speaking Korean.

“Y-Y/n.” Yeosang repeats your name a few times just so he can get a feel of how it sounds on his tongue.

“You… found me.” You laughed softly and carefully take Yeosang’s hand in yours, “Of course I did. I found you.”

“Song. Answer, right? That’s… That’s how you knew? You nod while laughing, “I heard the song for months… it’s a really good song! Your- Your part is my favourite…”

You look away with red cheeks as Yeosang is absolutely beaming. Unfortunately you get cut short when a staff member goes over to the two of you and tells Yeosang he has to go back out.

“D-Don’t leave okay? Stay here?” You agree to Yeosang’s request, “I’ll stay here.”

You see Yeosang hesitate before leaning in to leave a quick kiss to your lips. He pulls away almost immediately and walks back onto the stage. Your face was burning a bright shade of red as you touched your lips with a fond smile.

You had found him, your soulmate, Kang Yeosang.

[rosyk]

Clichè

pairing: lee minho x reader

genre: heavy or light angst, fluff, marriage, misunderstandings

warnings: light curses, situations that involves deep anger or sadness, mentions of disease, death(?)

word count: 5.2k

a/n: Hi it’s your gal, rosyk. I’m back with writing fanfictions and it’s like 4 in the morning. I haven’t slept yet so there are many grammatically incorrect sentences or spelling errors. Hope you enjoy this one though! (Inspired by Dear John- Taylor Swift)

I sat by the car, the same old one he and I used to drive in. This was a simple car but we swore to use this for our wedding since memories are still stuck. It made me wonder what could’ve happened if everything went right? What would’ve happened to us if there were no obstacles in life? It then made me realize that indeed there were no obstacles, none other than you.

I drove the car to meet your sister who desperately needed to talk to me. She said there were secrets I needed to know but I get the gist of what she’s trying to do. Set me up? Trap me? Convince me? So I could be tempted to get back into your cage? I don’t want that to happen, never again. I’m sick and tired of this one-sided relationship I never noticed because I was blinded. Aced all my tests, I am smart. But when it comes to you, I look like a whole fool trying to fall in love with a guy who gave up. This is why I wanted to show her that I’ve moved on, at least based on my view. Wearing both of my earphones and played our song, I sighed deeply and continued to drive along Cornelia street. My days only revolved around you but what exactly went wrong in between us? Scratch that, what happened to you?

Back then, all I could do was love you. Not less but everything more. I could never stand loving you lesser each day. It’s not on obsessing but to the point that I recognize your feelings though still, I try to force myself. You know how I do grow tired from time to time, but that’s all because I care for you. There’s not much positivity from that though. The downfall happens when I love you much more than you feel for me. It was never equal no matter how I try to persuade myself, desperately needing your affection.

My mother used to tell me how crazy I was to fall for a guy like you. How was I supposed to tell her you were fine since then? Yesterday, you rained me with care. On Friday, you sucked it all up and acted as if nothing happened. All I could do was pray that the guy I used to know, is the one I’ll meet today and greet me in front of the door with wide gentle hugs.

You give me hope, then take it back all at once. I remembered a sunny sky in blue that suddenly turned grey after you decided to shrug me off several times. I was in your tiny piece of chess game. Though you change the rules every day, hoping I would give up until the end. What’s funny is that typically families opposing would be the ones who would give tests to both of the couples to prove their love. And yet, you were the one who was trying to give me a hard time and when I was lost in the thought of giving you up, you decided to save me at the end of the day.

You were a puzzle I couldn’t solve. Little did I know, there was a missing piece I could never find until then. Just like a whole puzzle, you were complicated but due to my drive and need, I had to hang on to my aim. I had to do it because I was convinced by all your “sorry“. Or maybe it’s just me trying to change my mindset to find a reason to stay because I knew there was no difference between all your other sorrys before.

“Which Minho would I be able to talk to on the phone?” It runs through my mind each Sunday of my life and gives me anxiety. But every time I hear the phone ring? I never hesitated to pick it up. No matter what kind of guy I am faced with, I wanted to know deeper why you were acting so confusing. But on that single day, I didn’t pick up the phone. I cried and had sleepless nights. My worst nightmare just came and here’s why:

“Don’t you think this is a good improvement? We’ll sit by the couch and place a big screen tv.” You placed your arm above my shoulder and I continued your lovely story.

“Then we’ll watch your performances?” I looked at you in the eye, grinning as you smirked at my idea. You hummed in question and tilted your head. “Lee Minho, the most famous kpop idol who reached internationally and was supported by his lovely fans” I placed both of my hands above, imaging a billboard banner with your name and face on it. Thousands of people watching and idolizing you.

“Really?” You shifted your position into a more comfortable one as I leaned on your chest. Nodding at my suggestion, you pressed your lips together and listened to me, getting all happy after trying to predict and set goals in our lives.

“Of course! Why not?” I turned my head to face you and gave you a slight hit. “I could feel the energy of the universe as if it's trying to tell me that was our fate” You playfully laughed at the girl in front of you who is telling such an exaggerating fairytale. “Besides, ” I went back to my position and grabbed your arms around my waist. “Your number one fan is just a surgeon anyway” You responded with an oh? as you began to get amused with my statements. “A surgeon who never failed to help people even in a situation full of pressure. The best surgeon in the district” I smiled in a bragging manner, lifting my hand to flip my hair.

“I like that” you nodded in approval. “But don’t you think it’s much better with the title, the best surgeon found around the world?” My eyes lit up with stars because indeed that was a better match. I grinned and raised my eyebrow.

“That’s better” an idea popped up and so I turned back once again. You looked at me in confusion and waited until I would continue what I wanted to say. “But how about the dating ban? Does that mean we have to keep it low?” You looked at me concerningly and so I did. Panic arose in my mind. “Or maybe we-“

You placed your hand up my lip and shushed me. Everything is going to be fine, you tried to assure me. Lifting up your hand and caressed my face, you continued and stared at my pouty lips. “Of course not. It’s you,” with a silent pause, you pointed directly at me with a lovingly stare “and I” you did the same back at yourself and held my hand, enclosing it together. “against the whole world”. You chuckled whilst you tipped your forehead on mines.

“Too cliché” I laughed at you but no doubt that made my heart flutter. Oh, how I wish he knew how much I love him.

[MONTHS LATER]

“Do you have everything packed?” I sighed deeply the minute I rummaged through the closet. I stopped as soon as I saw the yellow hoodie hung inside. “You forgot the hoodie!” I chuckled though scared, deeply hoping this isn’t what I think it is.

“That’s your favorite. Keep it” he smiled but those words pierced straight through me. I felt what he meant. My last token for our relationship, isn’t it? What happened to all those you and I against the world? Were all those just things to make me feel relieved?

“Oh” I responded dryly and gulped, pressing my lips together to stop these drops from falling. “Mhm, ’kay” I closed the closet and faced the guy who’ll soon be leaving. “Go” You looked at me with pity and everything I didn’t want to see in your eyes. I’m okay, at least that’s what I like to believe. As I was busy trying to act tough because I don’t want you to see me being vulnerable once again, you gave me the warmth I needed. A necessity in my dark days.

“I’m sorry. I won’t leave you alone, maybe quite busy but I’d never wanted to split up with you” I finally cried after everything. It was a big wash down of emotions and you felt sorry again. It was a painful sight for you, I know.

“But those hoodies..” sniffs went in between those sobs. As usual, you tried to assure me by caressing my face. It was an act to show that we’ll still stay the same.

“I want you to return this to me after I become an idol. I want you to promise you’ll hold on to us. Wait for me okay?” That was the first and last time I’ve ever seen you cry. It hurts deep bad, but I didn’t want to be an obstacle to your goal as well. I’ll wait no matter how many years it may take.

[DECEMBER OF 2018]

Hey, I’m not sure if you still received my letters. It’s been long, don’t you think? I feel like you don’t remember me anymore but I was your first love haha. Would you still be able to know me after I come back there? I’ve heard you all over the news. Minho, the guy who brought K-pop internationally and broke the Billboard charts. I told you that you’d make it. Me? I’m now a surgeon. Not internationally, but definitely in the district. I’ll get there soon, right? One more question, can I return the hoodie? I did wait for you, hoping you did as well.

I sighed for only God knows how many times for this day. The more I’ve been sending letters, the less I’ve been receiving.

I held on to the letter and got up from my bed after hearing a call once again. The last time I was able to sleep was decades ago and so I had to go back to work. Luckily, it wasn’t a heavy operation but I just had to check-in by the hospital to get the patient’s results.

“Good afternoon, Mrs!.” My patient joked and I could clearly see my best friend smirking.

“Maddie! Stay safe when you get home alright?” I smiled greeting the patient who joked before getting ready to leave

“Hey, hey it’s not too safe to go outside yet. Call someone to assist you. Take care!” Another response of mine was said after a boy who was operated on and took rest for three weeks passed by me.

Beaming from ear to ear, I squealed and hugged my best friend tight. “ALICEEE!” It’s been years since I’ve seen her. She accompanied Min on his way to Korea. And before any of the readers misunderstand, they are siblings. Quite awkward at first if I must say but it’s great to know lots of information about him.

“Hush, we’re in your workplace. You told me that, right? Alice, don’t scream or get hyper whenever you’d come back here.” She mimicked the way I talked in an insulting manner, not that I’m offended by it. We just like to mimic one’s tone as a sign of sarcasm. “Well, look who’s talking?” She furrowed both of her eyebrows as I laughed and took my hands off her.

“So how was Korea, Lisa? Did you find someone? Maybe that guy who you friend-zoned at?” I started chuckling after seeing her blank face. It was honestly funnier to see her reaction. Her stop-it-kind-of-face made my laugh gradually get lower but never failed to make a remark soon after. I thought of someone and so I tried to casually ask her about it. “How are you and Min? Was Korea that good? Just wanted to ask because I’m scared to get into their hospital” I shrugged it off but saw her eyebrow raise. Of course, she always knows what’s up.

“So is this why you’re called Mrs.? Mrs. Lee?” Now it was her turn to laugh. I playfully pouted and narrowed my eyes. “Excuse me?” I acted all offended, placing my hand to my chest as if I took it to heart “It’s miss for you, Mrs. friend-zoned” Rolling my eyes and entered my room, her never-ending saga of teasing me continued.

An hour came by after packing all my things left in the hospital room and we talked about our lives. She still never told me a single thing about Min because of her chattiness. We got in the car and went to the airport. My flight has been called and so I had to leave.

“Wish we could’ve spent more time. I’ll come back soon anyways after visiting the hospital” she hugged me so tight causing me to be so confused.

“Min.. I tried to talk to him” I looked at her in the eye asking for some problems that happened years before. Though no words that came out of her were expected.

“But he didn’t want to hear anything about you”

Hours came by like a flash but my thoughts filling out my mind went by for years. I arrived at my destination but is this truly where I am destined to be in? I knew there was something much more than her words because her voice was shaky.

I didn’t leave a single minute to go by my hospital though. Work always comes by my mind. But usually, I would hang by the café in your building hoping to see you pass by. There were no people because I was busy studying late at night after the closing time. It was scary, but I was too busy to notice.

“I miss you! I’ll come by soon, okay? You better wait for me, sweetie. Love you, take care!” I smiled after hearing my patient’s voice. She was a lovely kid and it seems like I wasn’t the only one missing her as well. It had just been a day yet Yeina has been panicking through the whole call.

“Got a boyfriend now?” The one who talked suddenly came up near my seat and giggled. It was cute but I was busy closing all my documents. Besides, it was not that important. I responded unknowingly but was cut after hearing the voice.

“No, it was my patient. She’s a cute kid” I looked up and God-, was that the biggest thing I regretted but enjoyed at the same time. The guy I waited for years was the same guy who didn’t want to hear anything that involves me. The guy who didn’t want to talk, approached me first with the same smile as if nothing happened. I don’t know what to feel nor what to say. It took whole 5 minutes of me trying to smile awkwardly.

“So, no hugs, internationally known surgeon who cured people around the world for the guy who is loved by his lovely fans?” You looked at me shocked but smiled as soon as I got back to my senses. Everything still remained vivid in your head when I thought it wouldn’t be.

I went up to you and cried in your embrace. The same warmth, it never changed even after all those years. “I thought you had forgotten” I tried to explain though it came out as short phrases because of my sobs. You held my head to nuzzle near your neck and caressed my hair, patting in between.

“Thank you for waiting even in tough times. You did good, doctor”

[WEEKS LATER]

Yes, it just had been weeks. Everything was good but turned downhill soon after. I don’t know what’s hitting on you because you just turned.. off.

“ARE YOU CRAZY?” I yelled after you constantly trying to ignore me. “Wow, so now you’re deaf?” I exclaimed as I held on to your arm and making you turn around and face me.

“You wouldn’t understand anyway!” Loud shoutings were just everything that was heard in the room. I am patient but was frustrated that moment you took on that dumb decision.

“So now I was wrong here? YOU QUITTED THAT FKING JOB OF YOURS BECAUSE YOU DIDN’T FEEL LIKE IT? YOU FELT BORED? The world doesn’t adjust for you! It’s not like you are the reason why the Earth revolves! It’s not easy to find a new goal and get it as soon as possible!” I expressed all my thoughts because things weren’t matching up. Who the hell leaves something just because he or she was bored? I felt like there was something more to it but why do you seem so nonchalant about it? It was that easy of a decision to make?

“SHIT!” You grabbed the vase and smashed it on the floor. That shocked me. I was clearly shaking yet I tried to stand by my point.

“Why did you come back here anyway?” I felt the world stopped. No, because he was actually true. Why did I come back here? Expecting that the love of my life would be the same even when it had been years he didn’t bother to call? Even after all these years, the guy I waited for would remain the same? After all the dating issues, he would stay irrelevant and think of me every day? I was just a surgeon not even known worldwide. Who am I to him?

“You’re right. I’m nothing to you anyway.” I packed up quickly placing all of my clothes unorganized. It was easy to get into someone but how is leaving not the same?

You tried calling me out but I left due to my blind optimism over the week. I came back to Korea but you soon got me with all those sorry. That was just a single moment that left a scar on me deeply. But now that I think of it, I was used to it because you were an on and off switch

The first day of a week you asked me out on a date then suddenly you claimed to have forgotten about it. You’d tell me how much you loved me, yet add me to the list of traitors who wouldn’t understand a single thing. It was basically just a love or leave me game of yours. It went on for months that I was tired of it. Sick of everything else but you suddenly turned nice again. I waited for the moment you would hate me as usual but it never came by. Was it because you finally realized how much you had hurt me or were you trying to be nice because you were planning a sudden break-up. Maybe a Dear Jane letter? I was scared because I feel like it was more of the latter.

But after all the overthinking, another unexpected thing came by. You spoke the words:

“I can’t imagine what you’ve gone through after everything I’ve done. It hurts so bad and I don’t want to see you taking all that pain anymore. I never had forgotten about you not even a single bit of my life. I made decisions that could lessen your pride and was also close-minded with all your opinions. But my love for you stays true which is why I wanted to stop seeing you cry. The only tears I’ll ever allow you to shed is the one I needed all my life. The words I wanted to wait for you on. This might be the most clichè thing you’ll ever see, but will you marry me?”

I could never get over that preparation of yours. Because who’d knew you were actually into those surprises? I looked at the ring and smiled at it. How precious this is to me. But time surely passes by fast.

Looking at myself in a white gown, we passed by on lots of obstacles but it felt like yesterday even though it took even years to convince my mother and bless the marriage. She allowed but was forced to.

I still remembered how my mom used to hit me several times every day just to understand if there was something wrong with my head, but apologized soon after because she believed my father was watching from heaven. Mom had many beliefs and one of them was to ask my father whether to accept me. She used to tell me with not a missing day left aside, “run as fast as you can”. Up until now, I find it too hilarious.

“Aren’t you rushing too much? You’re still nineteen” the one who placed my natural makeup on, whispered in my ear.

That was what I was scared of. I was anxious about getting hurt at 19 what more if I was getting married then it went downhill when I was 19? But you were a risk I was willing to take every day, so why not? I know you’ll stay true to your words, I just know so.

“No” I responded short and smiled at myself for acting so brave with my thoughts. I went out of the hall and looked up to my mother who was dressed up so nicely. Sure, the girl who took time dressing me up, definitely did not say she wouldn’t attend if I marry Minho. I sarcastically remarked at her logic.

“So where’s that guy? It’s been 15 minutes since the guests have arrived!” She placed her hand on her hip and tapped her feet on the floor impatiently.

“Ma, he will arrive” I assured my mother and hugged her after I saw a glimpse of tears on her face. Of course, she raised me, and to finally see me with a guy who will take care of me then, she would be brought into tears. She told me once, before the wedding starts, all her thoughts including how she was sad about me leaving but happy about me finding and receiving the love I am willing to fight for. She doesn’t show it as much but she knows how much of a good guy Min is.

“You’ll be Mrs. Lee minutes later!” I found Lisa near the entrance and hugged her. “I told you we would have the same last name years ago!” she continued

Minutes came by and indeed you look handsome in a tux. Everything was worth the wait. You were worth waiting for. We’ve said our vows that express our love would remain until forever runs out, and it was truly you and I together against the world.

[PRESENT]

At least that is what was supposed to happen.

Your dumb-ass mind left me hanging and crying on the white dress. Everything was prepared and you suddenly decided not to show up? You were claiming you had forgotten? What kind of excuse is that? You were no doubt an expert on saying sorry. Just because, you were an exception when it comes to me not being forgiving. Just because, you’d know how to get me back. With a single smile, sorry, that’s it! My mind would start to revolve once around you, playing hide and seek or chase. I was always the one chasing and I’m tired of having to run a hundred miles just to get that love I wanted, which you never wanted to give anyway. It’s all you and your sick need of giving love and taking it away.

Don’t you think I was too young to be messed with? The girl in a white dress who was supposedly having fun on her grand day, went away and started crying? I should’ve followed what my mom said. You should’ve known and I should’ve seen. I was played, you were the one who controlled the game.

“Where will you take me, Alice?” Truly, it’s hard to have feelings for a guy who is the brother of your best friend. If things go wrong, then clearly your friendship is over.

“To him” you responded shortly, tightening your grip on my wrist.

“Stop. I don’t want to go.” I forced her hand off me and whined in a frustrated manner because clearly, you screwed up Alice.

“Could you please stop?! I’m sick of this! He doesn’t have to hide it forever!” You looked away and continued dragging me as soon as I stopped. Hiding what now?

I don’t know what to say when I meet you. Scratch that, I didn’t even want to meet you anymore. Because what if this habit of mine comes up and actually accepts you? I’m tired of it but there’s just something that makes me want to hold onto the love or something that isn’t in you anymore.

You took me in a place so questionable as you stopped and cried. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing and yet you say it was the right place. That can’t be, right? How did this happen? Shaky hands, dry throat, words don’t come out my lips. “I’m sorry” I didn’t know why that was the only thing that escaped from my tongue. I did not accept it yet because I belived that wasn’t reality.

Lisa took me to a hospital in which I saw you laying down, unconscious.

I could do nothing but curl down. I was hurt but I never did ask for this. “Alicia, since when?”

“The doctor told me he had cancer way before you went back to Korea. This is why he didn’t want me to talk about you because he gets hurt and couldn’t even imagine what you would do in lengths just to cure him. He used to joke about how you loved him the same way he did. Side effects? Memory loss, sudden mood swings. You know, he was the same guy you knew in the past. Except, he had gotten braver of leaving you behind just so you wouldn’t get into more pain as to seeing his condition. He was very open but he thought of decisions way better when it comes to you than of himself. He loved you every single day of his life and I do know how he misses your touch, crying himself to sleep. He faced a much harder life, missy. As to the wedding, he said he had forgotten about it but it was more due to the reason of having a husband that wasn’t able to take care of until the end of the world, when he promised you to. It was because of a guy not being able to see you getting known worldwide nor exposing you in all medias, when he wanted you to. It was because of a man who simply wanted you to be happy, because he needed that too.”

This is the point where my world started to crash. It wasn’t you who should’ve known. It was me. I should’ve been there at times you need someone to rely on. I based on my selfishness and need for love, not knowing that what I need was the thing that kept me from hurting. I’m sorry for misunderstanding. I’m sorry for making things harder for you. I’m sorry for not opening up all my thoughts about you. I’m sorry because I left you fighting against the world, and I stood by just watching. I felt as if I was the person who was miserable and yet it was you who was trying to act tough.

Lisa continued to tell all those hidden words of yours “I even remembered the time he continued blaming himself for hurting you but concluded that it was everything that he could do. His situation isn’t something that can be fixed and he knows about that even if he wasn’t told about the months he have left. He told me that once you come back and see how bad of a person he is for leaving you all alone and asking you to wait, I am allowed to tell you everything once you’ve moved on.” The girl I’m talking with continued crying filling out the silence I make.

It was a shock and seeing you were the only thing that made me cry deeply. I couldn’t breathe as my chest weighed heavily. I grasped my shirt as I was desperately needing to calm down. But none of this sight made me calm down. I understood the situation I did, but it was too far, in reality, to keep it in check. You were unconscious and Lisa wanted to let me see you before your last breath. Standing up, I cried up to you.

“Idiot” I sniffed, Trying to act strong and let it all out but that’s everything I could only say. “You said our story was cliché. What happened to the true love’s kiss that wakes one up?” I kneeled down and held your hand with the ring that was encircling your fingers. I felt the cold air as tears continued flowing. I kissed your hand and gulped, crying helplessly. Is there really nothing I could do?

“The last time he saw you were way back you were able to smile again. He said it was a blissful sight to see and he would be happy even if that were to be the last time.” Lisa explained and cried her heart out as well after seeing such a painful sight.

“You do know you can see me every day right? Wouldn’t that be nice?” I tried to persuade an unconscious body who can’t hear my words. “Hey, wake up” I clasped our hands together and entwined both. “I’m here, so wake up. I’ll be with you until the end okay?” The volume of my talks gradually decreases but I still believe you can open your eyes up. I know so. I know that at this very time you could still see me and hug me, letting me feel the same warmth I needed once again. “I’ll be with you and it’s still going to be you and I against the world. Cliché right? I know you’ll never miss a chance to tease me when I take that cheesy statement. So please do. Please wake up and talk to me once again. I am here for you.. always and forevermore”

I closed my eyes and heard the beeping of the machine. I looked at you and the monitor that showed a single, straight line. I sighed deeply and my heartbeat is everything I could hear. Repeating your name, demanding you to wake up but all I could do at the end of the day is being so helpless. Even my optimism couldn’t change my mindset yet I was hopelessly begging to see your loving eyes as Lisa and the other staff held me out of the ward for the doctors to take care and clean up everything.

I wished to see those eyes I never noticed years ago. I didn’t know whether it was my selfish act or optimism that kept me not noticing all those details but if only I could see those once again, I could’ve lessened your pain before you disappeared. I was wrong but even up to this end, I hope you know that I love you and forever will do, Min.

I see it all now that you’re gone, don’t you think I was too young to be messed with? The girl in the dress cried the whole way home

[yehet-me-up]

Content Tag Game

Tagged by EXO sister-wife Kat @yeoldontknow​ <3 1. what fandoms have you written for (but do not currently)?

2. what fandoms are you currently writing for?

3. how long have you been writing? on this blog?

uhhh I definitely wrote half of several harry potter and lotr fanfics in HS but that was ‘the dark times’ many moons ago. so as an adult this is my only fandom! just stumbled into kpop and stumbled onto fanfics in the most backwards way possible (was sent a meme of a 1D ‘imagine��� and was like hey I wonder if they have these for kpop and then I found them and they were not a meme, but were fucking incredible AND NOW 4 YEARS LATER (started August-ish 2017???) here we are hahaha)

4. on which platforms do you post your stories?

oh dear god i just remembered I have an AO3 account..... WHOOPS, shit 😅 might need to, y’know, update that at some point. jfc adhd object permanence is something else.

5. what is your favorite genre to write?

Personally it’s sci fi/fantasy, but here in the fanfic space I’d say..... uhh slice of life, romance, angst but make it a happy ending?? fanfic is a way for me to share all the sort romantic hopeful feelings I have about love and life and friendship and purpose 💕

6. are you a pantser or a planner?

Used to be a pantser when I started this (and when fics used to be like ?? 3k-5k) now that fics in general are longer for one-shots and series my good lord I need an outline. Especially for exo mall which is *insert meme of crazy guy with the bulletin board* a lot for my brain haha

7. one shot or multi-chapter?

8. what is the perfect chapter length in your opinion?

I’d say mine are usually 5k or so?? some series were shorter per chapter, depending on subject matter. I tend to write like... interconnected long as frick oneshots, so i don’t count those as chapters ☠️

9. what is your longest published story? is it complete?

uhhhhh good question haha. my book was 95k and I think exo mall is like *dammit math* 140k or something that has significantly gotten out of hand. I have two more fics so it will probably be like 180ish when it’s done?? not including the drabbles to come haha 

10. which story did you enjoy working on the most?

I loved No Quarter and torturing Kat with her husband, also staying up all night to finish Chanyeol’s exo mall knowing kat had NO idea it was coming was a BLAST. Kyungsoo’s exo mall was one of the most ‘in the flow’ writing experiences i’ve ever had. I wrote this Baek oneshot at like 3am when i couldn’t sleep once and tbh it felt like I wrote it in a dream. ja;slkfjasd I love so many of these this is like a trip down memory lane, so I’m going to be a wh*re and say two more haha.  This is the most honest and close to ‘real life’ thing I think I’ve written on here (and also one of the only sex scenes I didn’t lose my goddamned mind trying to write a;sldkfja;sdf). And lastly Ablaze, which was the longest thing I’d written (I think) and let me know that hey? maybe I could write a book someday <3

11. favorite request you’ve have written and why (if any?)

This request for Exo Mall Baek was such a joy to write! And for some reason this Taeyong drabble makes me wish I had the time/energy to write it into a full story, it gripped me so much when I wrote it, like a movie had fully downloaded into my brain out of nowhere.

12. are there reoccurring themes in your stories?

For sure! I’d say found family is a big one. Trusting that you’ll find your place even if things don’t make sense or you feel unsure. Believing that love is worth the risk and fear of trusting someone ;laksjdfal;sd. That love can be big gestures and super intense, but that after that fades away it’s the small daily moments that matter most - the people who stay and listen when you’re sad, holding hands and forehead kisses, taking care of people when they’re sick or scared or just need company, showing up to try again or to communicate even when things are hard. 

Someone commented on a fic of mine ages ago that I helped them see that real love (of that small, daily, consistent kind) is possible and MAYHAPS I cried because underneath it all, that’s what I’d want people to take away - that love of all kinds is scary, but it’s always worth it in the end <3

13. current number of wips?

Surprisingly just ... 3? wow how time has changed hahaha. I have Jun + Baek for exo mall (plus some drabbles but that will be something people write in about, so I wouldn’t consider them wips) and then I maaaaay continute on here with the Jun + Min regency baes series. We shall see :)

14. three things you have noticed about your own writing?

1. I can’t NOT write Baekhyun as the biggest cheesy dork in the entire world 2. That I’ll always have endless fantasy world to live in. I have to try actively to not start new WIPs because it’s so damn easy to be inspired. If I’m ever bored I know that I can jump into some story and let myself be carried away for a while 3. that who and how i am in real life is not usually the same person that i am when it comes to the vibe of my writing, and that that’s totally okay <3

15. a quote you like from a published story.

“I wish it had been with someone like you, though,” you say, squeezing his hand.

“Someone like me?” he says, raising his eyebrows, waiting for an explanation.

You look down at the floor, trying to figure out how to put how he makes you feel into words. “Yeah, someone strong, and steady. And safe.”

He lets out a laugh. “Safe? That sounds awfully similar to boring.”

“No, no. You don’t understand,” you say emphatically, coming to stand fully in front of him, grabbing his other hand as well. “You never ask me to be anything but who I am. You’re patient, kind, caring. For the longest time I thought that falling in love would be stifling. That it would… I don’t know, take my independence. Take my spirit. Make me into someone I don’t recognize.”

You step closer, holding his face in your hands. “But I can’t think of anything I want more than to be with you. You make me the best version of who I am. I don’t know how it is for you, being with me. But when I’m with you, it just feels like… home,” you finish gently.

- from Kyungsoo’s exo mall because THIS is how I feel about falling in love now, and this story was me working out what I believed about the process (like a goddamned emo bish haha)

16. a quote from an unpublished story.

For a moment you allow yourself this weakness. It won't destroy you to admire the strong lines of his body, the intensity and focus in the set of his brows, the deep, warm color brown of his eyes as they - oh lord, he's looking directly at you. As he notices you watching him his lips press into a small smile, inclining his head towards you.

'Oh no,' you say, mortified. In a breath you've blinked and drawn your arm through Maggie's, weaving your way through the crowd and dragging her with you.

'What's wrong?' she hisses in your ear, slightly off-kilter from the drink and revelry. 'You're going to tear my arm off.’.

'Sorry, he -' With a hand you push through the front doors, gulping in the cool night air and breathing deeply to steady the erratic pace of your heartbeat. 'Maggie, what's happening to me? He looked at me and I felt so... naked. I can't explain it.'

She realizes you aren't in actual distress and laughs. 'Good. About time you fell in love. I'm delighted.'

- From perhaps a future chapter of Jun and Min regency baes series....

17. space for you to say something to your readers.

Thank you so much. Truly, from the bottom of my heart. This fandom brought writing back into my life after such a long time away and I had no idea I would love it so much. The friends it’s brought me and the kind words that made me cry or cheered me up on a shitty day or made me laugh out loud and the watching other writers grow on their journeys. Getting to hear how something I made could help you feel less alone or less sad on a shitty day is all I’ve ever wanted from sharing all this. Thank you for being here and thank you for sharing parts of yourself with me <3

Tagging anyone who sees this who would like to do it, even if you don’t consider yourself a “real writer” yet (yes you are, stop doubting yourself!!!!) 😘

[bangtan-sonyeonddaeng]

Well here it is! The first chapter. This will be a Yoongi x reader fic and a soulmate AU. I am not sure how many chapters or how long it will be. I’m just going to kind of roll with it and see where it goes. This first part is a little short just to kind of introduce the story. I hope you enjoy! 

Summary: Soulmates have different ways of being connected to one another. Sometimes it’s through being able to write on their arms and having it show up on their soulmates. For others it was having their first words spoken to one another permanently tattooed into their skin. You had a unique connection with yours, one that you really hadn’t ever heard of happening before. Whatever song was stuck in your soulmate’s head was also stuck in yours and the same was for them. When Yoongi realizes one of his songs is playing on repeat in your head, he immediately takes to writing songs to communicate with you in hopes it will finally bring you two together.

Genre: Fluff. Just pure tooth rotting, sweet fluff. 

Part 2

“Hyung? Yoongi?…. HYUNG!” Yoongi snapped his gaze to Jimin and blinked his eyes, rapidly trying to clear the confusion that was fogging his brain. It had been like that all day, him finding it difficult to concentrate on much of anything. The music in the studio and the sounds of the members talking just serving as background noise to what was replaying in his head. Yoongi pinches the bridge of his nose and shakes his head back and forth, trying to focus on what is happening around him.

“Huh? Sorry, Jimin. What did you say?”

“It’s your turn to record your rap for the new song.”

“Ah, right…” Yoongi’s sighs and wonders how on earth he is going to be able to focus enough to record when all he has been hearing is Gwen Stefani’s Holla Back Girl on repeat in his head. “This shit is gonna drive me fucking bananas.” Jimin giggles.

“Your soulmate again?”

“Yeah. I really wonder what kind of person they are with their questionable taste in music.”

“If they’re your soulmate then I am sure they are a great person hyung.” Yoongi’s sighs.

“I know. I just wish things were easier you know? You have a connection with your soulmate by whatever you write on your skin showing up on each other so you found one another very easily. I am just kind of stuck hoping someday we will be humming the same song and realize we’re each other’s soulmates.” Jimin can tell he’s feeling discouraged by the way he looks away and sighs for what must be the 10th time in the past minute.

“Hey now. Fate always has a way of bringing us together. I have No Doubt you two will meet each other soon.” Jimin says with a quirk of his eyebrows. Yoongi glowers at him.

“Did you just… I hate you. You’ve been hanging around Jin too much.” Jimin bursts out laughing and shoves Yoongi towards the studio.

“Go record your vocals hyung!”

You glare at your best friend as the moment you two get in the car she starts blaring Gwen Stefani.

“You really like to torture me and my soulmate don’t you?”

“Oh come on y/n it’s hilarious. You two share a connection through the music you listen to. We might as well mess with your soulmate a little bit. I’m sure they have a good sense of humor.”

“It seems like they mostly listen to rap and hip hop though you’re probably torturing the poor thing getting those songs stuck in my head all the time. Can’t we just give them a little break?” Your friend sighs and turns the radio down.

“Okay. Maybe I can play nice today.”

“Thank you.” You sit in silence the rest of the way, listening to just the background noise of the car running along the pavement on your way to the cafe. A new song enters your head, it’s pleasant. A melody and song you’ve never heard before. The voice singing it is deep and raspy and you find that you immediately feel at peace and comforted by the sound.

“Huh.. That’s weird.”

“What is it?”

“I’ve never heard this song before. I’ve never heard this voice before either. It’s nice...Really nice.”

“What are the lyrics saying?”

“To be honest I don’t know.. it’s in another language. Korean it sounds like. Does that mean my soulmate is Korean?”

“Could be! Can you understand any of the words?”

“Something about “That would be my first death… I’ve been always afraid of? There is some English.”

“Well write it down! Maybe you can find out some more information about them.”

“Just based on a song?”

“If it’s new and you’ve never heard it before maybe it’s something they wrote. Maybe your soulmate is an idol or a music producer?” You pull your phone out and write down the English lyrics you are able to pick up on. You enter a search into google but come back with nothing. “I got nothing. And I highly doubt my soulmate would be an idol.”

“Why do you think that?”

“Because there’s just no way!”

“If you start talking badly about yourself I will hit you.” You laugh and offer your friend a small smile.

“No no it’s not like that. I just don’t see how an idol could be my soulmate. That’s just ridiculous. That would be more likely for you since you are such a die hard fan of many groups.”

“I keep telling you to listen to kpop and give it a chance!”

“Well.. maybe now I will.”

“Okay this is weird.”

“What’s weird?”

“It’s quiet… Very quiet. There is no song stuck in my head when usually there is always something. What if something happened to my soulmate?” Yoongi has been pacing around the studio for the last 20 minutes. When the music suddenly stopped he had a moment of panic. Namjoon had come by to try and reason with him, but he wasn’t having it. “What if they’re in a coma? Or what if they fainted and no one is there to help them? What if-“

“Yoongi. Calm down. Maybe they just decided to give you a break from all the songs they have been subjecting you to and are letting you have some quiet time. Isn’t that what you wanted?”

“Well, I wanted them to have different songs stuck in their head but not just complete silence!” Yoongi huffs and flops down on his couch, head lolling back to stare at the ceiling. He closes his eyes and concentrates, trying to hear even some semblance of a melody playing in his head. Namjoon reaches over and pats his thigh.

“I’m sure it’ll be fine, Yoongi. They say if something bad happens to your soulmate your chest will actually ache and it will feel like a piece of you is breaking away. Is your chest hurting?” Yoongi shakes his head.

“Then they’re fine. I promise. You should go home and get some rest. Your comeback trailer is released tomorrow.” Yoongi feels relief wash over him as he sinks into the couch.

“Thank you, Namjoon.”

“Of course. I’m always here for you, never forget that okay?” He walks out of the studio, leaving Yoongi alone with his thoughts. He just wants to meet you already. He’s getting impatient, but he’s stuck. There is nothing more he wants than to finally be able to hug you and hold you tightly in his arms and tell you how much he loves you. It’s weird to him, knowing absolutely nothing about a person, not even their name but feeling like they’re your entire world. 

“Please. Whatever force of fate in the universe is listening. I just want to meet my soulmate soon.” He’s lost in his thoughts for a while longer until a familiar melody starts playing in his head and he immediately bursts out laughing with a fond smile on his face.

“I told you you’d like this song!”

“Okay you were right. It’s amazing. It’s very catchy. Oh gosh it’s gonna be stuck in my head now. I hope my soulmate likes Got7.”

“I’m sure they love them! Who wouldn’t?!”

“Can we listen to more?”

“Of course!”

You spend the afternoon listening to Got7 with your friend. When a new video catches your eye.

“What group is that?”

“Oh? BTS? You’ve heard of them. I showed you their interview before remember?”

“Ah yeah, I remember now. Can we watch a music video of theirs?”

“Of course! Their comeback trailer is tomorrow why don’t we watch it then?”

“But I want to watch them now. That one is really cute.” You say with a slight pout on your face.

“The one with the bandana?”

“Yeah. Who’s he?”

“Ah that’s Min Yoongi! Or his stage name is Suga. It’s actually his comeback trailer that is dropping tomorrow. Which means we have to be up at oh.. 5 in the morning? You need your rest! We can watch more tomorrow.” You huff and flop backwards onto the bed. You lay there for a moment, wondering why you felt something similar to electricity zapping through you just by hearing his name.

“Min Yoongi, huh?” There it is again. Your blood beginning to feel like it’s heating up under your skin. “Well I can’t wait to hear what he has in store tomorrow.”

[oh-my-may]

City Lights - Spiderman! Jeno

Okay so I wrote this in 2018 back when I mainly wrote for kpop on this blog and I found this in my drafts... I read through it and honestly it was a little too good for me not to post it, I couldn’t just let it rot without anyone ever seeing it... So here you go. Also I’m a sucker for both lee jeno and Spiderman, so it is no wonder I wrote this and poured my everything into it back then :D Enjoy!

genre: friends to lovers, fluff? A little bit of action, I guess

pairing: Lee Jeno (NCT) x fem! reader

warnings: mentions of violence, bruises etc., sexual assault (kinda, not too much though)

word count: 5.7K

The same people, the same classes, the same routine, the same city. Everything was just how it always used to be. You didn’t complain, though, it was fine. You just wished there was a little more excitement in the big city of New York that everyone knew.

And so you looked out of the window, bored to death, as your math teacher was writing exercises on the black board. It was not like you hated math, it was rather that math seemed to hate you. You were seriously trying your best but you and mathematics were just an impossible pairing.

„Hey, need help?“, Lee Jeno’s voice carried through your thoughts and awoke your from your daydreams about adventures and action.

„I was just dreaming, but yeah, please.“, you pleaded and Jeno gave you his all too famous smile.

Jeno was your savior. At least when it came to math. Whenever you looked especially clueless in class he made it his task to whisper some answers or important formulas you might need. He has quite the good memory when it came to stuff like that. Other than that, you usually didn‘t hang with him. He has his small group of friends and they sometimes go out together but they usually keep to themselves. However, everyone swooned over Lee Jeno because he was a sports ace and one of the schools most important basketball players. He also had this smile, where his eyes turn into crescends and everything else around him suddenly seemed unimportant when he gave you that smile. The only thing that made him seem odd occasionally was his particular liking of repairing and fixing things, or in general just doing things with his hands. He was often found in the art class room after school where he worked on whatever project.

But generally, Jeno Lee had everyone wrapped around his fingers, even if he didn’t notice that. And it was not a big deal at all because he was not an annoying guy or one of those bad boys or a class clown. Lee Jeno was just horribly normal and you loved and hated him for it, because this school was filled with enough of weird kids.

~

At lunch you sat with your friends, like you always did, right next to the table of Jeno and his friends. Your friends were talking about the usual – dumb homework, weird teachers, the latest school gossip – as you just listened to them while eating your sanwich and salad. But then one of them got a notification on her phone and it was a news article on the crime rate of the city and how it apparently increased heavily.

„Honestly, this is horrible. They write that the police is totally overstrained because they don’t have enough men.“, she explained after reading the article. Suddenly everyone turned serious and quiet, a worried expression was plastered on everyone’s face.

„They only seem to focus on the big crimes and important accidents such as big car accidents or bank robbery while the rate of sexual assaults and rapes literally doubled over the last year.“, one of your friends added, looking around the cafeteria.

„Honestly, none of us should go around the city after dark. At least not alone. It seems to be far too dangerous.“, you said, putting your sandwich back on your plate, suddenly not hungry anymore. This is not what you wanted when you asked for more action in this city.

Your friends agreed and then fell into a heated conversation on superheroes and solutions while you kind of clinked yourself out of the conversation and got lost in your thoughts again, your gaze lazily wandering around the room.

That however stopped when your eyes landed on Jeno. Just like you, he didn’t seem to have a lot of interest in his friends‘ conversation and instead looked over to your table. Maybe you were wrong but it seemed like he was listening to your conversation and he probably has for a while now. But then Jaemin, one his friends, ruffled his hair and motioned for Jeno to get up and follow him as everyone was now leaving their table. You just sighed quietly, trying to find back into the conversation of your friends.

~

The next day, you were alone in math. Jeno didn’t sit in his usual spot behind you, nor did he sit anywhere in class. His friend Renjun told the teacher that Jeno didn’t feel well and therefore stayed home sick today.

It was okay. It was just that now you needed to pay attention to the teachers words as you had no Jeno who would tell you tasks you might have missed. You still stunk at math, but you figured maybe you’d get better if you actually paid attention from now on. Especially now, in your senior year, you kind of felt the need to pay attention and be a good student. And so your tried your best.

Excited about telling Jeno about your recent realization, you happily walked into class the next day just to see that he wasn’t here today, either. You nodded slowly as you thought that maybe Jeno was actually sick, even though he never seemed to miss one single lesson. It was weird; you never once remembered Jeno to be sick at all, he was always there, sitting on the desk behind you, making small talk with your or telling you dumb jokes.

On the fourth day, you began to worry. Jeno was still sick at home, at least that was what Renjun kept on telling the teacher. And she was just nodding and smiling at him, asking if Jeno will be alright soon and come back. Of course she also had a weak spot for him, he was one of her best students. The only one that honestly seemed to be annoyed by Jenos absence was the coach, who desperately asked Jaemin every lesson when Jeno will come back and if he’ll make it to the game on the weekend. Jaemin always just ends up stuttering that he doesn’t know, because the coach always grabs his collar and presses him to the wall while talking to him, then releases him.

Today you decided to sit down in the gym and watch the teams practice as you had a free period. Again, the coach was asking around if anyone has seen Jeno today. Still, not a single sign of a comeback. It was the Friday before the match and the coach seemed even more stressed than before. He threatened Jenos friends, Jaemin, Chenle and Haechan who all were in the team as well – with a raised index finger. „Tell Jeno that if he isn’t here tomorrow I’ll raise hell for the whole team. No one stays home sick for a whole goddamn week!“ The boys just nodded quickly and then got back to playing. You closed your textbook and watched them practice. Maybe you’ll attend your first ever High School basketball match tomorrow, you thought.

~

Unfortunately, you couldn’t. Your mom had the genius idea of making you look after your younger siblings as she and your dad went out to eat. It was horrible. Your friends didn’t even answer your texts. After your parents arrived again, you instantly took the next bus and ran into the gym, only to be greeted by the leaving masses.

„Y/N!“, your best friend shouted as she saw you. She instanty grabbed your wrist and you followed the people that were now going outisde.

„How was the match?“, you asked as it was the question that burned your tongue the most.

„I guess it was okay.“, she simply replied while trying to watch over the heads of the people. „How can I know, I don’t understand anything about basketball. Jeno was there, however. Apparently Coach Johnsons threat worked. But he wasn’t in a good condition at all, Y/N.“, she then said in a serious tone.

„What do you mean ‚he wasn’t in a good condition‘?“ The cold air of the evening was hitting your face as you went through the door that led to the parking lot of the school.

She turned to you, frowning. „He wasn’t concentrated on the game at all. He also looked horrible, there were scratches and bruises all over his face. It was obvious that he had tried to cover them but not with a lot of success. I mean, it did look hot but like – I don’t know why he stayed home all week but it definetely wasn’t because of a fever or the flu or whatever.“, she sighed, a concerned look in her eyes as she looked around the parking lot. „My brother’s picking me up, you can drive with us.“

~

You spent the whole weekend at home as your parents said it would be more safe for you. You didn’t complain, though, you had a lot to think about. You also had homework for math and for the first time in forever you considered actually doing them.

But you also had a little hope. When Jeno was back for the match he’ll probably also be back in school, right?

And you were right. The next Monday Jeno was sitting on his seat behind yours. However, you weren’t greeted by his bright smile and a soft ‚Good Morning‘. Instead, there was silence and the dark blue hood of his sweatshirt that was pulled deeply into his face. Still, you could see some bright red scratches on his chin.

For the quiet ‚Hey‘ you gave him you got a murmured ‚Hi‘ back. The teacher seemed happy to have Jeno back and she celebrated it with a suprise test that just got her groans from her students. This time though, Jeno didn’t bother to help you. It was not like you needed it since it was about stuff you did last week but still, it would have been nice to hear his voice. But he remained quiet. After class ended, Jeno was the first one to leave, which was even more unusual behaviour of his.

At lunch, Jeno wasn’t sitting with his friends. They were alone and you took your chance to talk to them. „Hey, Jaemin.“, you asked and the brown haired boy quickly turned his head to you.

„Y/N, right?“

„Yes. I was just wondering where Jeno is? And why he left class so fast? I wanted to talk to him about some of the exercises we did in math today.“ That was a lie. Well, not exactly a lie but also not completely the truth.

„I think he’s crafting again. He’s been like that the whole day, I think he’s just busy.“, he answered and you could see that he said the truth.

„You should go and ask him yourself some time, Y/N. He doesn’t really tell us the truth, either.“, Renjun threw into the conversation and smiled at you a little. You nodded, focusing on your food again. You thought that it would be best to visit Jeno in the art classroom after school, if he was still there.

You waited a few minutes before you headed down the hallways to the art classroom. Most students had already left school when you passed lockers and the last jocks that went to practice on your way. Much to your surprise the classroom was unlocked and the door was even opened a little. You got a glimpse of Jeno hovering over a table, trying to repair something small, as it seemed.

„Hey, Jeno.“, you said as you opened the door a little more and stepped into the room.

Jeno flinched the second you did so, instantly clearing away everything from the table with a wide movement of his arm, hiding the thing he worked on behind his back whilst he turned around. „Y/N!“

You seemed to have truly surprised him, as his expression told you exactly this. Without the hood covering his face and in exposure of the daylight shining through the windows you could actually see all the bruises on his face now. There was one on his right cheek bone and another one above his left eyebrow, a big scratch on his left cheek and a ton of tiny grazes all over his chin and forehead and it almost seemed like he had a healing black eye.

You gulped and whispered a small „Oh my god.“ while Jeno quickly put on the hood again. „How can I help you?“, he asked and then cleared his throat.  You tried to read anything in his expression but even if Jeno was trying to hide something, he was defintely good at covering it. The only thing that was different was that he didn’t smile as much, which broke your heart a little more than you wanted to admit.

„I just …“, you stopped for a second, before letting your coverage fall. „I just wanted to check if you’re okay, you seemed a bit off the whole day.“, you confessed as you nervously folded your hands in front of your body.

„That’s very cute of you but … uh ... I’m fine, really. No need to worry.“ The words he said however didn’t convey his body language as the corners of his mouth twitched nervously and his hands were shaking.

„Really? These bruises seem to be quite bad, if you ask me.“, you tried again.

He unconsciously raised his hand up to one of the bruises but then quickly let it fall again. „Oh, those? Last week I got into a really bad street fight and it was honestly not nice, that’s why I needed some time to recover. However, I’m feeling better now, really. I guess it just looks worse than it is.“

You nodded, realizing that he won’t tell you the truth now. „You know … You missed a lot in math last week. Maybe I could explain the subject matter of last week to you when you’re free?“, you then offered, trying to give him a little smile.

He replied with one himself and made your heart jump with it. „That’d actually be quite nice. I totally failed that test today to be honest.“, he said, brushing his hand hrough his hair.

„Cool, then … When are you free?“

„Tomorrow after school? Like … 4pm I’d say?“, he suggested, scratching his neck .

You smiled to yourself at this action that you occasionally saw on him. He looked really cute doing it. „Yeah, 4pm sounds perfectly fine.“

~

The next day, Jeno left school after math. The whole lesson he seemed a little impatient, he constantly kept rocking his chair und you felt his feet nervously tap on your chair. He almost managed to make you nervous too and you wanted to ask Jeno about what was wrong but he instantly raced out of the classroom after the bell rang and after he didn’t attend any class, as your friend told you.

You almost saw your ‚date‘ in danger, but you still left home at 3.30 pm to be at Jenos‘ on time. You weren’t even sure if it was a date – actually it was just you helping him catch up with math – but you were alone with Jeno and that idea kinda made your stomach turn in excitement. Right now, you didn’t want to think that maybe Jeno just saw the girl in his math class in you.

Quickly after you knocked you were greeted by a middle-aged woman with black hair that was held in a lazy bun. A hand towel in her hand was busy drying a saucepan. She was smiling softly at the sight of you. „Hi, how can I help you?“

You pressed the books you held in front of your body a little tighter to your chest. „Hi, I’m Y/N. Jeno invited me over to catch up on math.“

The woman quickly raised an eyebrow and let both of her hands sink. „Well, I’m May, Jenos‘ aunt. Unfortunately he left 30 minutes ago but I’m sure he’ll be back soon, don’t worry. Please come in.“ She stepped aside to let you walk in.

„His room is upstairs, the last room in the hallway, you can wait there. Do you need anything? Cookies, tea?“

A little swamped with her hospitality you stuttered out „Tea would be nice, thank you.“

You waited in the kitchen until the tea was ready and then went upstairs, following Aunt Mays instructions.

Jenos room was quite messy but you didn’t expect less. You awkwardly sat down on his bed, the only clear space you could find. You dropped your bag onto the floor and put the cup of tea on the nightstand. You really were not the type to snoop around but there literally was a big wall right in front of you on which a hundred pictures and documents were pinned. There were pictures of different kinds of spiders and then spider bites and a lot of old documents from like 10 years ago. All of them were written by or adressed to a man whom you could only identify as Jenos dad. In between all those pictures you found pieces of different fabrics pinned on the wall as well and then there was red string in between, connecting different pictures and notes he wrote himself. You didn’t understand any of what was written on there but before you could get to at least trying to understand it, there was a loud noise coming from the window. It almost sounded like something dropped onto the fire escape outside of the window, so you went to check. But nothing was there, just a cat that was walking around in the inner courtyard and surely didn’t just jump from the roof.

„Y/N!“ Jeno opened the door and walked in the room. „I’m so sorry I forgot about our little math date, Mark needed my help with something.“, he explained breathlessly.

You nodded, still in surprise over his sudden appearance. „It’s okay, really.“, you said, sitting back down on the bed. You discovered new bruises on his face and pressed your lips together at the sight of it.

„I hope you didn’t had to wait too long.“ He kept on talking as he quickly took off his hoodie and dropped it to the floor. He walked over to what looked like the cupboard and opened it, searching for something else to wear. However the mirror that made out one side of the cupboard showed you that Jenos‘ shirt had several blood stains on it. You instantly got up and walked towards him, a more than worried expression covering your face. „Jeno, oh my god that … That looks horrible, someone needs to take care of that.“

Jeno held a new hoodie in his hand, his arms trying to cover his chest in defense. „No, Y/N, I’m fine, I swear- “

„Jeno no, don’t lie. Look at that, that’s fresh blood. What the hell happened?“ You stood in the middle of the room, hands fiddling nervously.

Jeno just shook his head in denial, not sure where he should lay his eyes on. „Y/N, really.“ He took a step into your direction and took your shaking hands in his. „I’m fine.“ His eyes found yours and fixated you, calmed you down. They were like a deep hole you fell into, like one of the rare nights where you sat on the rooftop and looked up into the night sky with a thousand stars shining down.

„Jeno, please.“, you begged in a desperate tone. „I won’t leave before you go to the hospital to let those check. Or at least let me look at them please. I know how to do that, my younger brother constantly needs someone to tend to his wounds.“

Jeno sighed, taking his hands down and letting yours go. „You really won’t give up, will you?“, he then chuckled, looking into the distance. „Okay, you do it then. I don’t have time for the hospital.“

~

Much to your relief Jeno just rolled up his shirt instead of completely taking it off. However, the deep cut totally distracted you from the fact that Jeno was leaning half-naked in front of you.

You just constantly shook your head and murmured words of disbelief as you treated the wound. Jeno just flinched a few times, not saying a word the whole time. His head was leaned back the whole time and his eyes were closed, his hands resting crossed on his chest. You were almost sure he had fallen asleep and were about to leave, until he called you back. „Wait, please.“

When you turned around you saw that Jeno was looking at you with his head tilted in your direction and just one eye opened. „You forgot about math.“

You almost bursted out laughing at this normal question. „Okay.“, you nodded, sitting down on the desk chair, taking the notes out of your bag. You started talking about the subject matter while looking on your notes, but Jeno stretched out a hand and touched your knee. Surprised at the sudden touch you stopped, looking at him. There was a small smile on Jenos lips as he looked at you. „How can you tell me about this without me looking at the notes? Come closer, I won’t bite. Promise.“ Then he laughed for an unknown reason and you hesitantly rolled closer to the bed. So close that he felt your breath on his cheek and it would have been easy for yu to just lean on his shoulder while both of your hands were holding onto the notes.

It was actually quite realxing talking to him like that, even though you occasionally felt his gaze burn on your skin and his breath on your cheek and his hand that brushed yours - But then you were through with your notes and you left them on his totally overfilled desk before you got up to head home.

Jeno stood up as you did, watching your every move. „Thanks.“

„Hm?“

„Thank you. Thanks for not asking quastions and for treating the wound and explaining math to me, it helped me a lot. I mean it.“ His eyes told you the truth for once, but you were sure he was hiding a lot more in them. He just wasn’t willing to talk now.

You nodded slowly, a smile creeping up on your face. „No problem. It was a pleasure.“

Jeno laughed and handed you your bag, stepping a little closer to you. „Don’t forget that.“, he murmured. You suddenly realized how close he was and everything in your body began to tingle and burn in a sensational way you’ve never felt before. The excitement rushed through your whole body, pumping adrenaline into your veins in high expectation of what was about to happen. You felt your lips brush his and closed your eyes because the feeling was just way too good to be real, but your lips didn’t touch his again.

Jeno pulled back quickly, running his hands through his hair in a chaotic and confused manner. „I’m – I’m so sorry, Y/N, I just really can’t do this. Not now. Please believe me when I say that this is for your own good. I really like you it’s just that … Not at this time, okay? It’s better if you leave now. Again, I’m so sorry Y/N.“ And with that your turned and left, paralyzed by what just happened.

~

On the subway home you got a message in the groupchat of your friends – one of them had shared a link to an online article on ‚Spiderman – The man who saves our city?‘

With a raised eyebrow you leaned your head against the window and opened the article, suddenly curious as to what it’s about.

Apparently Spiderman was a superhero who swung through the city with something that remdinded people of spiderwebs. It was also his suit who resembled this feature. On a picture that was taken by the journalist who wrote this article you saw someone swinging from one building to the other on an almost invisible string. The suit he wore was completely blue and red and the mask covered his entire face, not giving a glimpse of the person wearing it. According to the article Spiderman supports the police by saving women from sexual assaults as well as he helped catch criminals. You smiled a little as you finished reading, thinking that someone finally heard your calls for some action and adventure.

You got off the sub and walked upstairs just to realize that it was already pretty dark out. Quitely cursing you thought of the fastest way home, which led you through several narrow alleys. You sighed in defeat as you started to walk home quickly. Even if there now was a  superhero in this city, you still were sure he couldn’t look over everyone every single minute.

A reliefed sigh escaped your lips as you arrived in the last dark alley without any incidents. You actually liked the darkness, but you preferred it when you were at home, sitting in front you window rather than walking through narrow streets.

You were just about to turn right when suddenly two men in their late twenties appeared right in front of you, slowly walking up to you. You gulped, stumbling backwards as you were hastily searching for something sharp in your bag. You thought that you needed at least something to defend yourself with. Unfortunately though, you couldn’t find anything.

„Hey sweetie.“ „Want some fun?“

You began to shake uncontrollablyas you felt as helpless as never before. A whimper left your mouth as one of them pushed you against the wall and laughed. Both of them held your trapped between them and the wall as they held your wrists so tight that it hurt. One of them laughed in your ear and you could smell a wave of alcohol that came from his mouth.

„Hey, what’s wrong with you guys?“

A voice from behind them suddenly caught their attention as they turned around. All you could see was someone standing there, clothed in something red and blue.

„Don’t have anything better to do than harass innocent girls, or what?“ The guy continued to mock them, earning unpleased growls from both men. They finally let go of your hands, but still took your view of your savior.

„Who are you?“, one of them asked, voice lurring from alcohol.

„Me? Oh, no one special. I’m who they call the Spiderman.“

You instantly felt relief in your body as you raised your eyebrows to see more. Just a second after both men gave weird noises from them as their hands were stuck to the wall with something that looked like spiderwebs. Spiderman motioned for you to walk to him and so you did, stumbling over the mens feet. Then you saw that their mouths were covered with the spiderwebs as well and you had to smile a little.

For a moment you just stood there in shock of what had just happened – or what almost could have happened.

„Hey are you … are you alright?“ Spiderman suddenly turned to you, waving one of his hands in front of your face.

You nodded slowly. „Yes, I guess so. Thank you, really. So much.“ You tried to give him a smile.

„It’s my job to save beautiful girls like you.“, Spiderman said, bowing. You blushed, not sure how to show him how grateful you where.

„Thanks, but seriously … I …“, overwhelmed by your feelings you quickly wrapped your arms around the superhero, mumbling a „Thank you“ into his chest, before quickly turning around and walking home, too shy to turn around again.

But Spiderman stayed there for a while before making sure that you got home safely, following your every move from the rooftops of NYC.

~

Your mom decided that it would be best for you to say home the next day after your experience. Not that you’d mind, though. A day off seemed to be exactly what you needed after everything that happened the day before at Jenos‘.

In the evening you sat at your desk, trying to concentrate on writing an essay for school. However, the words didn’t want to flow like they usually do, so you were welcoming everything that gave you an excuse for not writing. For example your friends who wouldn’t want to shut up about the fact that you met Spiderman and he literally saved you from sexual assault. Or the knocking on your window that almost made you drop your phone by accident.

You got up, checking what it was. As you opened your window and sat on the window-sill you saw how someone bent down to pick up new stones. „Hello?“

„Y/N!“

„Jeno? What are you doing here?“, you whisper-shouted at him, leaning far out the window.

„I was worried because you weren’t in school today. I also brought Pizza and Ice Cream and math homework.“ Jeno held up a basket, in which the said foods were placed in.

You giggled, hiding your face behind one hand. „I’ll open the front door for you, just wait a minute.“

„No! There’s no need for that.“, he explained, before grinning and then climbing up the house, using pipes and and the balcony as support. And before you could even blink, he stood right in front of you, still smiling.

„How did you do that?“, you said, still in utter shock of what he just did.

„Just like that.“, he chuckled and then shrugged, placing the basket on your desk. „Can we … Can we talk?“ The dark blue hoodie he wore was a big contrast to his pale skin and the healing red wounds on his handsome face.

„Of course Jeno. You even brought food.“, you smiled as you sat down on your bed.

„Maybe not here. Is there a way to get up on the roof of this building?“, he asked, looking around your room.

„Yeah sure, but I won’t climb the facade if that’s alright.“

~

It was a relatively lukewarm night for the fact that it was october. You both sat on a picnic blanket as you were munching on the pizza and later on the ice cream – you wondered how Jeno got both of it in your favorite type/flavor.

Turns out Jeno actually wanted to talk not only about math but also the happenings of the night before. After every tiny piece of Pizza and every scoop of Ice cream were exterminated, Jeno walked up to the railing and leaned against it, watching how the night slowly lay across the city. After a moment you followed him as he held his hand out for you to take. He pulled your forwards with so much power that you almost fell over. However he managed to prevent that.

„Sorry. Sometimes I have trouble controlling my strength.“, he quitely confessed.

„Oh really?“, you asked a little too high-pitched as your heart was still beating in your throat from all the adrenaline.

He just chuckled and then shook his head, making his fluffy hair float around for a second. You giggled and then everything got silent for a few minutes as you both enjoyed the night view of New York.

„This is beautiful.“, you then murmured, mesmerized by the beauty.

„Indeed. I love New York at dawn so much. I try to watch the sunset as often as I can.“, he agreed, looking over at you with that look in his eyes that had you freeze on the spot.

After that the conversation turned and you kind of talked about everything and nothing at the same time, laughing about stupid jokes and stories and then talking about your wishes and hopes for the future.

„Now tell me … Why were you not in school today? Were you not feeling well?“

You sighed, brushing a hand through your hair. „Well, kinda. My mom thought it would be best for me to stay home for a day after yesterday I almost got into a sexual harassment.“ When Jeno immediately turned his head to you, you shook yours. „No need to worry, a superhero called Spiderman had my back and saved me from anything bad that could have happened.“ A small smile formed on your lips at the memory of the young man in a red and blue suit.

Jeno laughed. „Spiderman? Who’s that? Sounds ridiculous, like a wannabe.“

„No! No no! He’s really cool! And he has those … strings that are like spiderwebs and … Wait, I’ll show you an article on my phone.“ You turned to get it as it was still laying on the blanket, but before you got even close to it, Jeno turned around and you felt something sticking on your back before you got twirled through the air and landed in Jenos arms, who just grinned widely. With widened eyes you looked down just to see one of these strings hanging on your body – Jeno had pulled you towards him with it.

„It … I …“, you stuttered as realization began to hit you. „Oh my god, it’s you! You are Spiderman! You are the guy with the spiderwebs and the suit!“, you laughed, feeling dumb and oblivious that you didn’t realize it before. „And all the wounds and bruises and scratches that -“

Jeno cut you off by laughing himself and then pressing his lips to yours, first a little powerful but then he got gentle and wrapped one of his arms around your waist as the other lovingly caressed your cheek. You stayed like that for a while, both smiling into the kiss at times, melting in each others arms.

Then you heard a rustling and just seconds later the police radio Jeno had went off and announced something about a fugutive prisoner.

„I’m so sorry, Y/N, really. I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry.“, he apologized a million times as he slowly let go of you and put on the mask you’ve seen before. „I really am, Y/N, please believe me.“ His voice was now more muffled but you could still recognize it. You sighed a little desperate before leaning in once more to place a small kiss on his fabric covered cheek. „Good luck with saving the city, Jeno Lee.“

And then he jumped over the railing into the City Lights and all you could see was his silhouette swinging through the busy streets of Queens as the darkness lingered over the city.

[sandwichrin]

A Little into You (Junkyu x Reader) (Ch. 1)

Word count: 4352 words

Genre: Fanfiction, PG13, Comedy, Romance.

Chapter 1 - Path-crossings.

You hurried out of your apartment block, noticing that you had left home for your job 5 minutes later than usual. As you hurried, you managed to mentally check if you’ve missed out on anything whilst leaving home.

Wallet, check. Hair tie, check. Umbrella…You stopped in your tracks to check on your tote bag, hoping you carried your retractable dark blue umbrella.  “Oh my god. Thank goodness it’s here,” you huffed quietly to yourself. You fixed your bag on yourself before proceeding your way to work.

It was like any other day. The street was somewhat less crowded with cars, seeing that it is half an hour to 10 o’ clock. You slowed down your steps as you realized that you weren’t that late yet and decided to just leisurely walk instead.

Buildings passed by, some shops were passed by…you were getting close to your workplace and you still had time to spare. You stopped walking on the sidewalk you had been walking along the past 20 minutes. On your right, you could see the familiar building. The one building that you have made a landmark of when you first moved to the area, only because it was clearly no ordinary building- and also because it was only a block away from your workplace.

The somewhat intimidating building…YG Entertainment’s building. A place where all of the top kpop stars emerged from. You were a huge Kpop fan back in your high school days so you knew a few of the YG artists such as Big Bang, 2NE1, Blackpink, Winner, iKon and their new group was Treasure if you weren’t mistaken- since you’ve heard and followed them on social media. I mean, who wouldn’t? They were such a big hit and you could not not be a fan. You were pretty sure there were other groups from the company that made it big too but you couldn’t seem to pull out their names out of your (foggy) head.

You were busy staring at the building when suddenly--- “meow”

Your head turned 90 degrees to the left swiftly. What was that? Was that a cat? You took a step towards where you think you heard the sound was from.

That’s weird. Why only a single meow? How will I ever know if it’s really a cat or not?

Being the cat person that you are, you were determined to figure out if there really was a cat near you. You know, just in case the cat was in distress. To hell if you were late for work, you thought.

“M-meow?” You called out to the invisible cat. “Meow are you there?”

Nothing.

You took a deep breath. Okay maybe you were imagining things. Yeah okay, the crazy cat lady has gone whacko this time around; you rolled your eyes at yourself for trying to play hero when you were clearly heading to work—which is way more important at the moment.

“meow!”

There it was again! You turned back towards the sound. Well, screw this. You were sure now that there was a cat nearby. Your steps walked fast towards the nearby YG bus parked on the side of the road. Maybe…maybe the cat is under the bus!

You hurriedly walked toward the bus and kneeled down, peeking to see under it. And surely enough, there was a cat sitting down underneath it.

“Oh my god.” You exclaimed when you saw the cat; relieved that it wasn’t harmed in any way.

“Hey. Come here meowie. Here.” You tried to call out to it.

The cat sat there and stared at you, probably wondering who this stranger was and why you were bothering him.

“Hey, come here meowie. Come here, comeeee,” you tried again. You made a gesture with your hand, making it seem as if you were offering a treat for the cat.

The cat, falling for your act, stood on all fours, stretched and walked towards you. You smiled seeing the cute creature approaching you, finally.

You hurriedly pet the cat on its head and started stroking it, making the cat purr and rolling around on the floor- loving the attention that it’s getting.

“Aigoo. You’re a cutie aren’t you?” You cooed at it, smiling happily to yourself now that you’ve found a cute new friend.

The cat rubbed itself against your leg, purring and meowing, loving the attention from you. You started to feel bad that you didn’t bring your small pack of cat food from home. You normally carry a small pack to feed the strays outside your apartment building but since today you left home in a rush, you had forgotten to grab it on your way out.

You continued petting the cat, letting its purr fill your surroundings. What a cutie. Too bad I don’t have any treats to give…; you pouted at the thought of leaving this cat with no token of you to be remembered by. You wanted the cat to remember you, almost like how you did your best in making sure the cats near your apartment block remember you since you frequently feed them.

With your hand still stroking the cat’s head as it purrs with its eyes closed (clearly enjoying the massage your hand was giving), your eyes scanned around to see if there were any shops nearby that might sell some pet food or treat. That’s when your eyes landed at the store located right opposite the front side of YG’s building. That’s it!

You got up from kneeling, making the cat open its eyes- wondering why this human stopped petting her. You brushed your pants down, making sure there weren’t any dirt stuck on it.

“Okay meowie, you wait right here okay? I’ll be right back. Stay!” you said, as you backed off slowly from the cat. The cat looked like it understood what you were saying so you decided to hurry before the cat changes its mind to wander somewhere else.

Without any time to waste, you ran across the street to buy some treats for the little cutie.

 *

 Hyunsuk was walking casually towards the YG building, where he had a day-filled schedule waiting for him ahead. His hands were tucked in his pants’ pockets, keeping them warm since the weather seemed chilly this morning. He was about to make a turn towards the main entrance of the building when a girl he’s never seen before was half-walking, half-running, passing by him and crossing the street beside him.

He stopped to see what was going on. It seemed that the girl was hurrying to the convenience store in front of his building. He shrugged to himself, maybe she had forgotten to buy something.

Hyunsuk fixed his headphones, taking out his phone to choose another song to listen to. His walk to the practice room takes around 6-7 minutes plus-minus him greeting the staffs on his way there so he reckoned that it would take around 3 songs for him to arrive there.

He was about to make his way towards the entrance again, when the same girl dashed before him, literally crossing his path again. She ran towards the YG bus and kneeled on the ground beside it.

Hyunsuk frowned. The heck is wrong with this person? Why is she kneeling in front of the company’s bus? As much as he wasn’t the type to judge, it was kind of…rare…to see anyone kneeling in front of their company’s empty bus.

He decided to maybe just approach the girl, to see what she’s up to. Maybe just keep a safe distance, in case she’s a zombie or something; he told himself.

Hyunsuk walked up towards the girl slowly, still having a huge distance between them. Step, step, step…and suddenly the girl stood up. Hyunsuk froze in his spot. Clearly the girl was oblivious about him approaching, since her back was facing him, but Hyunsuk was worried that it would be obvious he was heading towards the girl.

The girl backed away from her spot, still having her back facing him. It seemed like she was talking or muttering to herself. Hyunsuk stayed put. He didn’t realise it but he felt like he was holding his breath.

And then it happened. The girl turned around. But then again, Hyunsuk couldn’t even catch what she looked like because the moment she turned around, she was already running away from the building. It happened so fast, Hyunsuk swore that it felt like he missed looking at her in just a split second.

Hyunsuk turned around, watching the girl’s figure slowly fading as she turned right, probably heading towards another building or another block ahead. Shaking his head, he decided to just make his way towards his practice room.

 *

 You ran across the street, back to where the cat was, in hopes that it didn’t leave the spot earlier. You arrived in front of the bus and kneeled down once again. Thank god the cat was still there!

“Hey…Hey there cutie. Look what I got you~”, you called out to the cat whom was sitting under the bus like before. The cat’s ears and eyes perked seeing what you held in your hand.

“That’s right~. I got you some kibbles my little one~.” You smiled whilst saying it in a baby-talk manner.

You shook the packet of the kibbles and the cat immediately got up and approached you. You smiled to yourself again. You couldn’t help but feel really happy seeing the extremely cute creature rubbing its head against your thighs, making faces as it asks for the food from you.

“Oh alright, I’ll give it to you now!” You surrendered to the cat. You poured some of the kibbles onto the ground and the cat immediately gobbled it up.

“Oh gosh…you must be really hungry…Here, have some more baby!” You said dramatically, pouring more of the kibble towards the cat.

You watched as the cat ate through the kibbles you poured for it. The cat is super cute. Okay maybe it’s because you’re a cat person- that made you so obsessed and so happy whenever you get to interact with a cat. But it’s also because you believed that the only companions that you’d ever want to have for the rest of your life are cats. It’s not like you’ve never dated or been in any relationship before too, you had, and you had enough of them failed relationships.

You sighed. Maybe all those failed relationships had made it harder for you to fall for anyone at the moment. You had been avoiding outings with your colleagues simply because you knew they were trying to set you up with the people they know--- people who they think would ‘fit’ to be with you, also because they told you that you had no social life.

You rolled your eyes to yourself. Pfft. Me? No life? I have a job that I enjoy doing, I get to stay home whenever I’m free, I have my own go-to supermarket that’s not far from my home,, aaaand I get to meet cats every day! I don’t need anything else in my life. I’m contented this way. (Yeah okay girlfriend, keep telling yourself that lmao)

The cat was still munching on the food when you decided to check what time it was. Shoot! You stood up quickly. Never in your life had you ever stood up that fast— you felt your head spin for a second or so. You were running late for work!

You walked backwards slowly, afraid that if you dashed off, you might startle the poor cat and it would run away. So you backed yourself away from the cat slowly…

The cat noticed you moving and looked up at you. “Oh! Oh nothing meowie. I just need to leave now. I’m late for work. I’ll be back tomorrow okay? I promise. Just continue eating yeah?”

The cat continued staring at you for a couple more seconds. “Go on. Eat up baby. I’ll be back tomorrow okay?” You noticed the cat no longer having its gaze on you so you hurriedly ran away from the spot.

You ran as fast as you could, ignoring the fact that the wind would mess up your hair eventually once you arrived at work. Luckily, your workplace was just a block away from the YG Ent. Building so you showed up not being all too sweaty at work.

“Gosh, what happened to your hair?”, a colleague asked.

You tried to quickly comb it with your fingers. “Oh nothing, I didn’t realise I was running late so I ran all the way here.”, you said, slightly panting from the unexpected cardio you had just done.

“Oh okay. Well you better sit at your table before Boss-nim makes his round here.”, your colleague said as she focused back on her laptop.

You nodded and went to your table. You took off your jacket and hung it onto your chair. Plopping into your chair, you took out the handouts you’ve made for your students and started checking for any printing or typography errors.

It seemed like any ordinary day, with the same tasks at work, you thought. But maybe the difference today was that you had made a new cat friend and it definitely lifted your mood for the whole day. You smiled. You couldn’t wait to see the cat again tomorrow. I’ll make sure to wake up early tomorrow so I can feed the cats at the apartment ground and the cat I met today! Now, I’ll just focus on work! Hwaiting y/n!

…Little did you know that you were going to have more random encounters in the nearest future.

 *

 5.00 pm. You noticed the time on your computer stating that it was time for you to leave work. Getting up from your seat, you started packing up your bag and cleaning up your desk, not wanting to leave it in a mess (not like you to mess up your work desk though). You lifted your head slightly to peek the rest of your colleagues and you notice that they were practically doing the same thing as you.

After you were done with everything, you left your desk to go and clock out at the machine located near the exit of your department’s floor. Beep. You smiled to yourself. Another productive day done and over with.

“See you all tomorrow!”, you said cheerfully at the line of colleagues waiting for their turn to clock out of work as well. With that, you turned your heel and left for home.

 *

 You were on your way back home, and as usual, you would be passing by the YG Building. Your steps were slow, almost like you were taking a stroll but in reality, it was just you taking your time to cool off your feet from the pain the you got from wearing heels all day at work.

Damn I should’ve brought some slippers in my bag. At least I would’ve been able to change into it after work. You nagged at yourself for thinking of this millions of times and yet you never seem to be bothered to bring your slippers with you to work.

Just as you passed the building, you passed by a guy whom was holding up an ice cream cone in his hand. He looked pleased to have the ice cream cone—okay but who wouldn’t be happy with ice cream? You eyed the cone in his hand as the both of you passed, without realizing it, he was eyeing you on his part.

Why is she staring at my hands that way? Is it that weird? Hyunsuk stopped in his tracks as you passed him by after the brief eyeing moment you both shared. He checked out his other hand that wasn’t holding the ice cream cone. He fisted it and glared at his hand for some time, that is, until someone called out his name.

“Hyunsuk-hyung! What are you doing staring at your hand like that?” It was Junkyu, his group member who was walking up towards him. “Your ice cream is melting hyung. Why aren’t you eating it?” He asked, obviously sounding like he was weirded out by his hyung’s weird behaviour.

“Oh nothing haha.” Hyunsuk gestured Junkyu to walk along with him back to the building. “Why’d you come out here? Did Jihoon send you out to call me?”

“No, Jihoon-hyung was busy doing the harlem shake in the practice room so I came out here so that you could stop him.”

Hyunsuk lets out a laugh. “Okay, okay I get it. Let’s get inside quickly.”

 *

 The next day, you hurried out of your apartment block earlier than yesterday, making it a point to bring your pack of cat foods along in your tote bag. You looked forward to meeting the new cat friend again today.

Step, step, step, before you knew it, you reached in front of the YG building again. Your eyes roamed around the area, searching for the cat. You didn’t want to simply go near the building and be caught trespassing—I mean, that would be stupid, being caught trespassing the YG premises simply because you were searching for a cat—not a human, a cat.

Okay but to be logical, how would you even find the cat? Should you call out to it? But you didn’t know the cat’s name, that is if it had a name to begin with. You bit your bottom lip. Should I just call out to it? Like, just call out “meow meow”?

You took a step forward. Okay maybe one step forward won’t hurt? You took another step forward towards the front entrance of the building. “Me-meow?”

No sound. You felt stupid for calling out to a random cat in public. A cat that barely knows your existence. But you were already standing there so you might as well do your best and call out to it right??

You took a deep breath. “Meow! Meow where are you? Hellooooo here, here, meowie!” you called out to the cat whilst shaking the bag of kibbles in your hand.

“Meow!”

Your eyes widened. Bingo! The cat was still here! “Meowwww where are youuu”

“Meowww!”

You turned around, leaving the entrance of the building and walked towards a tree not far opposite the entrance itself. “Hey, are you here? Hey hey I’m here meowie!” You called out near the tree and bushes.

Suddenly, the cat showed up from behind one of the bushes. It seemed scared to approach you, so you knelt down in front of it to ensure that you wouldn’t seem intimidating to it.  

“Hi. It’s me again.” You smiled at the cat. Not like the cat could understand you though lol.

The cat backed away a little, still not recognizing you.

You hurriedly opened the cat kibbles in your hands and poured it a safe distance towards the cat. “Okay here you go. I promised to come back didn’t I?” you said softly.

The cat sniffed the food, slowly approaching you. At this point you were desperate to have the cat eat the food poured out that you backed away from the spot you were in initially. The cat, having seeing you were backing away, slowly made its way towards the kibbles and gobbled at it hungrily.

You pouted, feeling sorry for the poor little thing eating away like that. You walked up towards it slowly. The cat flinched, noticing you were near again but continued eating the cat food. You poured more of the kibbles onto the ground beside the cat, not wanting it to feel hungry anymore.

This time, you tried to extend your hand to touch the cat. Seeing that the cat is focused on eating, your hand slowly pats its back. The cat purred, loving the gentle touch you were giving it. You smiled a little. “You poor thing, you must’ve been really hungry waiting for me. I’m sorry. I wish I could give you more than just these…”

 *

This morning, Hyunsuk planned on working on the new dance moves he learned yesterday. So he decided to leave the dorms early and be the only one using the dance room. As usual, he wore his headphones whilst walking towards the YG building.

Hyunsuk reached the building not too long after his brisk walk there. As he heads toward the entrance, again he saw a girl he’s never seen before there. His eyebrows furrowed. Is this the same girl as yesterday? And if so, why is she kneeling nearby the tree this time?

Hyunsuk decided to check out if there was anything wrong with the girl since he had plenty of time before his self-practice. Taking off his headphones, he walks towards the girl whom was a few meters away from him.

 *

You were busy smiling to yourself, feeling happy that the cat was comfortable with your presence again. You didn’t realise that a guy had approached you, being curious about your presence in front of the building he works at.

“E-excuse me,” You heard a voice called out behind you. Your shoulders jumped slightly, not expecting anyone to be near you, also not realizing anyone had approached you.

Still kneeling on the ground, you turned your head to face the voice that had called out to you.

You felt your eyebrows raise a little, not expecting to see the person in front of you- talking to you. Is that…Choi Hyunsuk?

Seeing that you hadn’t respond to him, Hyunsuk proceeded to ask, “Are you okay? Are you hurt somewhere?”

“I…What?” You tried to keep yourself focused on the guy standing in front of you. “Oh, yeah I’m fine! What- I mean, why are you asking?”

Hyunsuk smiled slightly. “You’re…kneeling on the ground…”

“Oh! Oh, sorry, I was feeding this cat here,” you chuckled. You moved slightly, showing Hyunsuk the cat that was eating beside you.

Hyunsuk laughed slightly. “Oh, I thought you were hurt or something. I’m sorry for bothering you.”

“Oh no it’s fine,” you smiled back at him. You thought it was sweet of him to be concerned of a stranger like you. He’s indeed a nice guy, you thought to yourself.

“Alright, I’ll leave you to it then,”

“Yeah, thank you for checking up on me—“, you stopped talking as you notice a streak of water hitting your blouse sleeve.

Your eyes widened. Did the cat just--?? Your wide eyes met Hyunsuk’s. He looked just as shocked as you.

You were too stunned to move. The cat….sprayed on you…The cat that you fed….sprayed it’s pee on you….on your work clothes….

Suddenly you heard Hyunsuk’s voice, “Watch out, I think it’s gonna-“

Psst. You felt the front side of your blouse growing wet this time. Your mouth made an ‘o’ shape. You were more shocked than ever. The cat looked up at you and rubbed its head against your knee, purring.

You couldn’t move. You were too shocked and embarrassed to do anything to be honest. If the cat was grateful enough for the food you gave, you were pretty sure that peeing on you wasn’t the right way to say thank you! And this happened right in front of Hyunsuk too! An artist that you just met!

The cat rubbed against your knee for a while before leaving you, disappearing behind the bushes again. Your eyes moved to Hyunsuk who was still standing near you. A safe distance from you of course.

Hyunsuk’s eyes were still wide, not really sure if what he saw really happened.

  *

“Watch out, I think it’s gonna—” Hyunsuk said as he saw the cat’s tail perk up and facing you.

Psst.

He was too late to warn you.

He fell silent as a few minutes passed with you still kneeling down on the ground, seemingly shocked by what had happened. The cat left and he saw your eyes looking at him. You looked like your soul had just left your body. Or maybe, you looked like a lost kid at an amusement park, clueless and wide-eyed.

Hyunsuk couldn’t help himself. He quickly turned around and covered his mouth with his hand. He wanted to laugh. He wanted to laugh so hard. He couldn’t believe himself; he actually finds the incident to be funny! The girl literally got sprayed by the cat’s pee TWICE!

Still holding his laughter to himself, he heard a loud sigh behind him. He decided to turn around to face you again.

You were already standing up when he turned around. You were brushing your skirt with your hands, dusting off the dust that weren’t visible in his opinion.

His lips trembled as he tried to not laugh at you. Instead, he asked again,” A-are you okay?”

You looked like you were too baffled to speak, but you answered him, “I…I think? I don’t know what happened. Oh my god.” Truthfully, your eyes were getting teary. You felt embarrassed. You couldn’t believe this happened to you, today. You could see Hyunsuk’s expression, all awkward just staring at you.

You decided to hurriedly leave the place. “I uh, I should leave now. I need to get to work.” You fixed your tote bag on your shoulder.

“Wait, like that? You’re going to work just like that? With…” Hyunsuk tried not to laugh out loud. He swallowed a breath before continuing, “With cat piss all over you??” It took all his might not to laugh when he said the word piss.

You let out an exasperated sigh. You blinked back the tears that were forming in your eyes. “What else is there to do? I’m not running back to my apartment. I can just get changed into my sweater that I left in my office. It’s no biggie really.”

Hyunsuk actually felt sorry for you. What luck for a girl like whom wanted to feed a stray cat and ended up getting peed on- twice. Suddenly, he had an idea.

“Wait, let me help you.”

“Huh? How?” You looked at him questioningly.

To be continued.

Author’s note: Hi! I hope you guys enjoyed reading this fic. I’m working on the second chapter at the moment so please forward to it! Also, if the chapter is too long, let me know yea? I’ll try making the future chapters shorter :’) Take care everyone! - Rin

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Hi Spencer!! Ahhh I hope you’ve reached 200 by the time you get this! It’s been so amazing watching you grow and your works have brought lots of comfiness into my life 🥰 thank you so much for creating and writing and making one of the most aesthetic blogs I’ve ever seen (hehe love the constellation aesthetic) sending lots of positive vibes and appreciation your way 💕

For the matchup event (ahh it’s my first time ever doing one and I hope I didn’t put too much 😱) thank you in advance 💖

Name: eggu

Pronouns: she/her

Preferred partner: open to anyone

MBTI: INFJ

Horoscope: Aquarius

Aesthetic: light academia, soft, oversized sweaters, korean street wear, fandom merch, white and pastels, 4:00 am talks about life, stars and clouds

Some things about me:

I took piano, dance and martial arts lessons growing up and I still enjoy playing piano a lot

I enjoy playing video games on my spare time (I’m currently selling my soul to genshin impact)

I really love music of all genres but I’m currently really into kpop and khiphop (my favourite artists are seventeen and stray kids)

I really like naps and sleeping in general and prefer it over eating — I would say I have pretty low energy in general

I like desserts, pastries and dim sum

I recently got into watching art streams, journaling and collecting cute stationery

I’ve pretty much been a huge geek/fangirl all my life and have loved reading and animation since I can remember

I just finished watching jujutsu kaisen and am currently watching fruits basket (lol I enjoy both extreme shounen and fluffy shoujo)

I’m human and have lots of insecurities but I’m learning

Ideal traits in a partner:

Able to appreciate the quiet moments

I’m not a super physical person, but it would be nice to be physically close to someone I trust and that respects my boundaries

Trustworthy — didn’t have a great past relationship 😞

Isn’t afraid to keep up with banter and has witty remarks... someone that can keep me on my toes

Is driven in something they love

willing to learn and grow alongside me

@eggutartu

Thank you so so so much!! 💕💕💕 i worked really hard on the aesthetic so I’m glad you like it and I’m glad you like what I write! If you ever have ideas, don’t be afraid to share!

Anyway, onto the notes & matchup (I was really proud of this one 😁😁😁)

WHEN I TELL YOU I IMMEDIATELY HAD AN IDEA, I I M M E D I A T E L Y HAD AN IDEA. I was so proud of myself when i got this lol cause I saw your entry when I woke up, barely skimmed it, and said…

TSUKISHIMA KEI

✧ 𝐻𝑜𝑤 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑀𝑒𝑡 ✧

Okay okay hear me out

Hot topic (or something similar but I’m American so hot topic)

He was looking to get something for Yamaguchi’s birthday & maybe something for himself because don’t tell me Tsukishima Kei isn’t into anime I know he is

Probably shonen but still

Anyway

You were both reaching for the same thing (yes I’m using THAT trope)

Fortunately for you, there was more than one keychain but still

He was about to get low key defensive like “hey watch it” y’know like

Was in a v short mood

But the second he got the word “hey” out he turned to look at you and just

Froze

And got all embarrassed because look at this beautiful girl he’s standing net to shit he was just cursing you out in his brain

So he’s staring at you with wide eyes and you’re like “oh I’m sorry--you like JJK too? That’s cool”

And he’s stuttering Tsukishima Kei is flustered, everybody

So he’s like “uh yeah kinda I guess I don’t really talk about it a lot cause my friend isn’t into it”

“Well I mean if you ever wanna talk about it we can”

“Really?”

“Yeah, gimme your phone I’ll give you my number. If that’s chill”

“Sure, I guess, yeah”

Akiteru was home that day and hadn’t seen his brother smile this much since he was a kid

Any time he asked though Kei just got all huffy and went to his room

✧ 𝐺𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑙 𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠 ✧

U two make playlists for each other on a regular basis (Spotify playlists w collaboration turned on are your best friend)

They're always killer and hit a little too hard

When you tell him you have a new favorite song, he listens to it on repeat until he knows all the lyrics and can pick on you for saying the wrong lyrics if you ever do

Also because it reminds him of you

He loves that he can be himself around you

Really he does

Like that’s one of his favorite things

He doesn’t have to hide any of his hobbies or really anything about him really and he appreciates it so much

It took a while to get there with him, but once he trusted you 100%, he realized he was in love with you

Love and trust are the same things to him (or at least similar) so he knew he loved you when he realized he really could be himself with you around and probably told you as such

He’s not one to push your boundaries, but just had to tell you so it was probably a text like

“Look I don’t expect you to say this back if you’re not ready for that yet, but you’re so amazing--I need to be honest. I’ve done nothing but stare at the ceiling for an hour and think and just realized how in love with you I am. I really am. Take that as you will.”

And then just straight up DIDN’T ANSWER UNTIL 2 AM THAT NIGHT LIKE “sorry I was at Yamaguchi's” LIKE BRO JUST DROP A BOMB LIKE THAT DAMN

Needless to say, he WAS at Yamaguchi's and left his phone at home but it was because he was too afraid of what you’d say

He got home at 11

He just procrastinated for three hours until he finally answered you back

And when you told him you loved him too, his heart SOARED he proceeded to call yams and squeal like a seven-year-old girl for a half hour

If ur shorter than him he uses your head as an armrest, no exceptions

He does it if you're taller than him too he just goes up on his toes to do it

Anyway

Can and will pick on you for everything

It’s the way he shows his love alright

Cute stationery? It’s tacky and “why do you have this it’s irritatingly adorable”

“You’re irritatingly adorable”

“I’m not adorable”

“Yes you are Tsukki"

Lets you call him Tsukki until you can call him Kei

You have to have a thick skin with him because sometimes it’s hard to tell when he’s being sarcastic or not

If he ever did make you cry or genuinely upset though, he’d tear himself to pieces about it for hours and be completely unresponsive to his phone if you text him because he thinks you hate him

When he finally texts you back he’ll never admit how upset he is, but he will apologize for making you upset

It’s really hard to do emotions with this dude but you try to manage

If you can figure out how to make him talk about his problems “let’s talk about Akiteru” “no”? Yamaguchi will love you forever

You get the best friend approval anyway but you get an extra gold star if you can get him to open up more

Oh and you totally like to show up at games or practice and everyone including Ukai and Takeda love you for it because he tries a little harder so he doesn’t look bad in front of you

It’s like a switch he goes from like 5% to 70% effort but that’s the best he’s giving until it’s game time then he’ll crank it to 100%

✧ 𝐷𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝐼𝑑𝑒𝑎 ✧

Okay okay but but but but but

Anime dates

Like once a week you two sit and watch anime over discord or smth

You don’t usually talk much but it’s nice to be in each others’ presence

Or close to that

When you can get together it’s that much better

You trade off whose house you’re at every other week, and whoever's visiting picks up snacks on the way

You’ll watch tv, make fun of the characters together, roll your eyes at the sappy moments but lean over to kiss Tsukki anyway

It’s overall a very wholesome scene

But there will be times when he is stressed and tired for whatever reason and he’ll fall asleep

Sometimes he’ll be curled into a little ball on his side of the couch

Sometimes he’ll slouch his head against your shoulder with his arm around your waist

Sometimes he’ll pause the show and pull you down against him and just lay with you for a while

Not even watch tv just

Be happy in each others’ presence

He’ll fall asleep from time to time and you take his glasses off for him

He looks so soft when he’s sleeping and not glaring at people

✧ 𝑍𝑜𝑑𝑖𝑎𝑐 𝐼𝑛𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑚𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 ✧

Libras, while they may not exactly say it, are romantics. They enjoy little things about romance, however modern, like spontaneous dates and flowers. They initiate clever ideas and Aquariuses are good at adding a different perspective, so prepare for in-depth conversations. On the other hand, Aquariuses tend to be trendsetters, which Libras support wholeheartedly.

✧ 𝐴𝑒𝑠𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑡𝑖𝑐 ✧

✧ 𝑃𝑙𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡 ✧

my boy - Billie Eilish

Hug - SEVENTEEN

King of the Clouds - Panic! At The Disco

She’s In The Rain - The Rose

I Can’t Handle Change - Roar

Runners up: Sugawara Koushi, Akaashi Keiji

[jalapeno-princess]

For Your Eyes Only

Mark Tuan x Reader

Genre: Extremely cheesy and sappy fluff

Summary: After a night of drinking with the rest of Got7, Mark calls you while drunk and can’t help but admit how much he misses you while he’s on tour.

A/N: Based on the song “If I could fly” by my first true loves One Direction.

If I could fly, I'd be coming right back home to you I think I might give up everything, just ask me to Pay attention, I hope that you listen cause I let my guard down Right now I'm completely defenseless For your eyes only, I show you my heart For when you're lonely and forget who you are I'm missing half of me when we're apart Now you know me, for your eyes only For your eyes only

The vibration against your head abruptly woke you from your sleep. You searched for your phone that you placed behind your pillow before you went to bed and took a few seconds to come to your senses before checking to see why your phone was going off.

Your heart warmed when you realized your boyfriend was trying to FaceTime you. Dating a Kpop idol could be difficult sometimes. The long distance, going days without getting to speak to each other and the rumors that surrounded your boyfriend made things a bit challenging. However, the love you had for Mark was stronger than anything negative that tried to get in the way of your relationship.

Mark had been extra clingy towards you in the past few days, constantly calling you and texting you; reminding you of how much he loved you, missed you and wanted nothing more than to be by your side again. Got7 had just started the beginning of their world tour and no matter how many times Mark had asked you to go with them, being a full time college student with a full time job ultimately prevented you from doing so.

He and the rest of the guys were currently in Paris, which meant that you were a day and six hours ahead of him. You were sure Mark was fully aware of what time it was, so he knew that you were sleeping. The two of you had gotten off the phone just a few hours ago, so you were worried that something bad happened. When you finally answered his FaceTime call, you knew right off the bat that your boyfriend was drunk. His glossy eyes, the pink in his cheeks and the huge grin on his face easily gave him away.

“Hey baby. How are you? What are you doing?” Although a part of you was irritated that he woke you up, even more so because he was clearly intoxicated, seeing him made your heart flutter.

“I was sleeping.” The frown that replaced his bright smile made you snicker.

“Shit y/n. I’m so sorry. I can call you back later. I just really miss you.” You released a long sigh and gave him a sad smile. Mark wasn’t one to drink. But when he got drunk, he always had his reasons for doing so. Either the guys went out to drink and handed him one too many glasses of wine, or he had something on his mind.

One of the main reasons as to why Mark was so in love with you, was because he felt safe with you. He told you every little thing about himself. From his dreams and goals, to his worries and insecurities. You knew him like the back of your hand. You could tell when something was wrong just by the intonation of his voice. Sure, he probably was out with the guys having fun and exploring the streets of Paris, but he wasn’t the type to get really drunk.

“I miss you too babe. You’re drunk aren’t you?” He was quick to nod in agreement and you couldn’t help the smile that crept up on your face at the sight of his wide and doe like eyes. Mark never admitted to things all too quickly, but being the lightweight he was, all it took was two beers for him to tell you all his secrets.

“I’m bothering you aren’t I? Wait hold on.” He put you on pause for a few seconds and your curiosity rose when you heard him groan. “Shit baby. It’s almost 3 in the morning where you are. I’m sorry. I’ll call you back tomorrow.”

You shook your head in attempts to let him know it was okay. Even if he was drunk and probably wouldn’t remember this conversation tomorrow morning, you savored every minute you got to talk with him. It didn’t matter to you that you had to wake up in just a few hours to get ready for school. Mark was your main focus in the moment and it made your heart flutter knowing he wanted to talk to you even if his mind wasn’t completely all there.

“It’s fine Mark. I want to talk to you. How’s Paris so far? And how much did you have to drink?” He shrugged.

“You already know that no matter how amazing these cities are, they have no meaning to me without you by my side. I can’t completely enjoy the so called “city of love” without the love of my life with me. I had a few glasses of wine. No big deal. I’m fine baby. Don’t worry about me.” You heard some shuffling coming from behind him and smirked when both Jinyoung and Yugyeom appeared on the screen.

“Hey y/n. Mark’s drunk because he misses youuuuu. He won’t stop crying over you. It’s honestly so disgusting how cute the two of you are. Why is it so dark? Where are you?” Jinyoung shoved the younger boy out of the frame and waved at you.

“Sorry about them y/n. We just got back from a wine tasting and as usual, all of the guys excluding me and Youngjae are drunk. I’m sorry if Mark woke you up. And as much as I hate saying this, Yugyeom is right. Mark wouldn’t stop talking about you and how much he misses you as we were walking around. That boy is head over heels in love with you y/n—ow! What? It’s not like she doesn’t already know.” Heat immediately rose to your cheeks and you felt yourself smiling widely at Jinyoung’s sudden outburst. No matter how many times Mark told you he loved you, hearing someone else say it sent fire to your bones.

“Okay, can you guys leave my girlfriend and I alone now? I’d like to talk to her without you idiots interrupting us.” The two boys scoffed while saying their goodbyes, leaving you and your boyfriend to yourselves. You could tell with the way he was furrowing his brows and sighing every so often that something was bothering him and you wouldn’t be able to sleep without knowing everything was okay with him.

“What’s on your mind my love?” He pouted slightly before repositioning his body so that he could lean in to his palm while talking to you.

“I um—I’ve been having a rough couple of days I guess. There’s so much going on and so many people are telling me how to live my life and they’ve been giving me their opinions of how I can better myself as an idol I guess—I’m sick of it. I know I’m considered to be the polite and quiet one, but at the same time I’m tired of people taking advantage of me and walking all over me like I’m nothing. As if I don’t have feelings myself. And it makes things worse that you’re not here with me to make all of this shit go away.” It didn’t take you long to notice the tears building up at the brim of his eyes and it was times like this that you really wish you were with him at the moment. Your boyfriend was a very sensitive guy, something you loved a lot about him.

There were times that the two of you would be lying together in bed with his arms wrapped tightly around your waist and his face buried in to the crook of your neck. These were the times, in the wee hours of the morning that Mark would pour his soul out to you. 3:00 in the morning heard all of his secrets, worries, inconsolable sobs and upsetting confessions. Although it hurt seeing Mark so fragile and vulnerable, those were some of your favorite times spent with him because you were the only one who got to see moments like that. You were the only one who got to see Mark 100% raw, emotional, frustrated with life and as much as you despised seeing Mark so upset, especially because you knew he deserved nothing but happiness, you were extremely grateful that he trusted you with his inner demons.

You wanted nothing more than to reach out to him and pull him in to your arms, letting him know that everything was going to be okay. But all you could do was listen, and tear up with him.

“I really want you to hold me, kiss me and tell me everything is going to be okay. I’m sorry baby. I didn’t want to burden you with my problems when I know you have a lot of your own. And I’m sorry for being away all the time. That’s another thing that’s bothering me. I can’t stop thinking about how I’ve been a shit boyfriend and how you deserve better. You deserve the entire world and more y/n, I cannot fathom this enough. Sometimes I’ll lie in bed and think about how you’re all alone, and I can’t stop being plagued by the thought of you suffering all by yourself. The thought of you crying over how stressed you are with work and school breaks my heart. Have I ever thanked you for all that you do for me? For everything you had to sacrifice in order to be with me? For all those late nights and early mornings you had to stay up just to talk to me while I was away? I hate nothing more in this world than being away from you. The distance fucking sucks y/n. If I could fly, I’d come right back home to you. You know that right? I would do anything for you. Be anything you want me to be. Hell, if I could, I’d drop everything in order to spend the rest of my life with you. I don’t know what I did to deserve you, or who I have to thank for bringing you and I together, but I’d do it again every single time if it meant having you in each and every life time. You are my person y/n. I love you with every fiber of my being.”

You were quick to bring your fingers up to your cheeks and wiped away all your tears. One of the only reasons why you weren’t a fan of when Mark drank, was because he was completely honest with you and would say things that made your heart combust. Although he couldn’t really see you, he giggled softly when he heard you sniffling. “You asshole—you made me cry.”

His laughter soon filled your room and you could feel a smile creeping on to your face. Mark’s laugh was contagious. It was one of your favorite sounds in the world and you were pretty sure it could cure cancer. You loved being the cause of it, especially in situations like this where it didn’t seem possible for him to emit such a beautiful sound while he was so upset.

“I—I don’t even know how to respond to that you should honestly become a writer. Leave Kpop and go write a novel or something.” He beamed at you while motioning for you to continue.

“You really have a way with words my love. I’m not going to lie, the distance is extremely hard. I hate not being with you, I’m happiest whenever you’re by my side. All my problems seem to magically disappear by a simple kiss. Just holding your hand gets me to take my mind off of everything negative going on in my life. But I would rather have a long distance relationship with you, than to be in a relationship with someone else I get to see every day. I would sacrifice anything for you, you know that. I don’t care that you’re going to sleep when I’m about to wake up or vice versa, just hearing your voice makes my entire day. The mere thought of you sends a warm feeling in my tummy. Sometimes, I have a hard time believing you’re real; that you exist and that you’re all mine. You’re living out your dream Mark and I am very grateful that I get to see you do what you love so much—“

You heard him mutter something under his breath and you looked up at him in curiosity. “I love you more than anything else on this hell forsaken earth, but yet I’m not doing you. Fucking blows.” You couldn’t help the giggle that fell from your lips and playfully bit your lip. He couldn’t help himself, alcohol did make him brutally honest.

“As I was saying horndog, I’m extremely proud of you. You’re so hard working, extremely talented and have one of the most generous and kindest hearts ever. I’m sorry that people feel the need to voice their unnecessary opinions, and I hate the fact that people take advantage of someone as amazing as you. But you know why the do it right? They’re just jealous. All these people who start rumors and spread hate about you, they’re sitting behind their computers angry with your success because they haven’t accomplished even a third of what you have. The people you work with, your managers, producers, writers and even JYP himself, I know they want what they feel is best for you. But sometimes, keeping their feelings to themselves is what’s best.”

A tear slipped from his handsome face and you wanted nothing more than to kiss it away, but it was just going to have to wait.

“You’re a human being baby. It’s alright to make mistakes. Nobody is perfect. That’s something I hate about the industry. Someone is always going to point out an idol’s flaw that no one else considered a flaw just to make them feel bad about themselves. Idols are painted out to be these perfect individuals, but I think everyone forgets that you guys have feelings. You guys have your problems, worries and insecurities too. Please Mark, don’t let these words get to you okay? Just remember, at the end of the day, you’re getting to perform for your amazing fans who love you dearly alongside your six best friends. That’s all that matters baby. These people sitting behind their phones and computers have nothing better to do than to try and make you feel bad about yourself for no reason. Don’t let them. They love that. Don’t give them the satisfaction knowing their words affect you. And as for your management and all those people who have been targeting and belittling you, just keep practicing hard and improving your craft. Sooner or later, they’ll finally come to their senses and realize the kind of person that you are. You are a special being my love. Remember that.”

Mark was full on sobbing at this point, he didn’t know what he did to deserve you. You would always voice to him how you were insecure about your relationship because you never felt like you were good enough with him. Your boyfriend was surrounded by countless models, actresses and fellow idols and you didn’t think you reached their standards. However, Mark would never fail to remind you both physically and verbally just how much he thought you were the most beautiful girl he’s ever laid his eyes on and how you were the only girl who he’s ever loved before.

You had this effect on Mark, you could walk in to a room crowded with people and his eyes would naturally gravitate towards you. His heart yearned for you and on nights like this, where he was in a different country, thousands of miles away from you, he could only wish he was currently back home, in your apartment wrapped in your embrace as you ran your fingers through his hair. That’s when he was at his most serene. He didn’t care where he was, as long as you were by his side, he felt like he was capable of anything.

Before either of you could speak up, there was a knock on his door. “Mark hyung, it’s time for bed. We need to get up in less than 4 hours and you can’t fall asleep during practice like you did last time. By the way, Yugyeom said you cried like a baby. Y/n, I hope you know how madly in love Mark is with you. My mom says that if a man cries over a woman, he’s in love with her. God, the two of you are so whipped for each other. Ow—Yugyeom warned me about the abuse. I don’t know why I wasn’t prepared for that. Night y/n! We miss you so much! Make sure you’re eating all of your meals and getting enough rest. Talk to you soon.”

Once Bambam left, you gave your boyfriend a broken look, causing him to frown. You were sure your eyes were swollen from the amount of times you’ve cried since answering his phone call over an hour ago. After a few moments, the two of you began to giggle at how puffy and red both your eyelids and cheeks had become. Mark released an exhausted sigh before blowing you multiple kisses. After countless love confessions and promises to call you tomorrow, Mark winked at you and blew you one last kiss. “In just a few more weeks, I’ll be coming home to you baby. Please wait just a little bit longer. I love you.”

As soon as he ended the call, you reached for the airplane ticket to Italy you purchased with the help of your 6 other favorite guys and held it close to your chest. “You’ll be seeing me sooner than you think my love, I can’t wait.”

[every1studio]

true feelings series: “selfless” [ateez: yunho]

genre: angst

ficstyle: bulletpoints + oneshot + series [YUNHO] [HONGJOONG]

prompt: a series for feelings that one would experience for the sake of “love”

note: I’ve been binge watching kdramas on netflix so I’m oozing with ideas + enjoy~

sounds of constant thumping at your window caused you to roll out of bed 

you furrowed your brows at the morning light as you pushed opened your curtains and window

you picked up the cup that was attached to a string

at the end of the string was your neighbor, your childhood friend, Jeong Yunho

“yah~ this is childish, why couldn’t you just call me on the phone?!” you whispered loudly through your cup as Yunho listened through his 

it was your turn to listen as Yunho smiled into his cup, “because this is how I always woke you up..”

it was a childhood tradition that you two couldn’t grow out of

you exaggeratedly rolled your eyes as you spoke into the cup, “I’ll see you at the gate in 45 minutes..”

all Yunho does is smiles and waits until you go back into your room before getting ready himself

you two knew everything about each other; from morning routines and go-to outfits 

you threw your hair up in a messy ponytail as you rushed to put on your school uniform 

you took one last look in the mirror to make sure you looked presentable before dashing downstairs to grab a bite of breakfast

your jaws dropped just to see Yunho sharing a bagel with strawberry cream cheese with your dad

“good morning, my little dumpling”

“g’dmorning, my little dumpling” 

your dad and Yunho said in unison

“DON’ CALL ME THAT, IT’S EMBARRASSING!” you groaned as you avoided eye contact with either of them 

“little dumpling matches her so well though, doesn’t it, papa?” Yunho pouted 

your father nods as he strokes his beard, “I agree, son”

you gave them an offended look filled with disgust, “please don’t refer to each other as such.. I feel sick..”

you grabbed Yunho’s bagel and made your way to the door, “bye Mom, bye Dad.. see you when I get home~”

“MY BAGEL!!” Yunho grabs his stuff in a jiffy as he bows to your parents before running after you 

you shove one hand in your pocket as you took a bite of Yunho’s bagel from the other 

Yunho catches up to you with his bike, “gimme back my bagel, lil dumpling, before I bike to school without you!”

you pouted angrily at Yunho, taking one big bite out of the bagel

before Yunho could complain about his bagel, you shoved it in his mouth

you plopped onto the seat behind of his, “hurry up, before we’re late for school..”

and like that, that’s how your typical school routine was with Yunho 

it’s always been like that 

“you go ahead, I need to park my bike..” you smiled and nodded 

just to have your smile falter 

you watched him put away his bike

you saw him bump into a girl

you saw him help her up 

you saw him give her a blushy smile; one you’ve never seen before

before she left he, he gently tugged on her sleeve, before handing her his phone 

he was so smiley

so that’s what Yunho looked like when he he’s falling in love

you didn’t know how to feel

should you be happy?

should you be jealous?

seeing him so happy made you genuinely happy

you just wanted what was best for him 

“hey, lil dumplin’, sorry I kept you waiting-”

“you got her number right?” you gestured your head at her direction 

Yunho ruffled the back of his hair as his ears reddened, “you saw?”

you bit the inside of your cheeks as you pushed yourself to smile for him, “she’s pretty.. from the looks of it, I think she’s interested in you too..”

“really? you think so?” Yunho’s eyes were so glittery; how could you tell him how much he meant to you and how much you loved him in that moment?

you realized that all this time you’ve loved him but if it took you this long to realize it when he’s falling in love with someone else, you shouldn’t even showcase your emotions 

you punched him in the arm, “you better make a move on her fast.. or someone’s going to get to her heart first..”

he gives you a golden retriever-like smile as he puts you in a headlock, “you don’t believe in my charms?!”

“what charms?!” you tapped on his arms to let you go 

like that, you two continued on being just that, childhood friends

“I’ll see you at lunch!” Yunho waves, you nodded as you walked into class

you saw the girl that Yunho fell for 

she came up to you; nervous and fidgety 

“y-you know, Jeong Yunho, right?” her lips trembling as she talked to you

“yup, I’ve known him all my life, what’s up?”

she tucks her hair behind her ears, “um.. are you two dating-”

“nope.. we are not dating.. so don’t worry, just go for him.. he’s a real goofball and he has a heart of gold.. I’ll leave him in your care!” you fought back your tears for him 

you could care less about the girl, you just hope that she’s able to love him as much as he deserved 

you could barely focus on your classwork; all you could do is look at the girl that your childhood friend has in his heart

what did she have that you didn’t?

what was so special about her?

but then you thought, it wasn’t her fault

you came to the conclusion that you were never his type in the first place

that there was no way that someone like Yunho could ever like you more than a childhood friend 

when it was lunchtime, Yunho came to your classroom

he froze when he saw the girl, laughing with her friends as the sun shined on her 

you got out of your seat to give him a nudge, “go eat lunch with her~”

he shot wide-eyes at you, “what about you? who will eat lunch with you?”

you pressed your lips into a fine line, “I’m not hungry- NOW GO~” you shoved him in the girl’s direction

Yunho was barely able to ask her if he could sit next to her; but she pulled a chair up for him 

her friends slowly left as Yunho and the girl’s conversation went passed small talk 

Yunho gave her his mom’s infamous coconut fried shrimps; which were your favorite

Yunho knew they were your favorite; it was the only reason why he’d have it in his lunch everyday 

and now he was sharing it with another girl 

you didn’t think that it would hurt you this badly 

you dashed away from your classroom to cry without anyone seeing you

you thought that no one saw you 

but someone did

Yunho did

“hey.. I’ll be back..” he said to the girl before chasing after you 

you always hid in front of the big cherry blossom tree behind the gym whenever you were upset; it was where you would cry about your poor grades or sulk because your favorite kpop artist didn’t come out with new content 

Yunho knew you’d be there 

he saw you curl up in a ball

“Y/N?”

you pretended like you had something in your eye, “geez they need to make a waterproof mascara so that it doesn’t get in my lenses..”

“you okay?” Yunho squatted down next to you 

“oh yeah, I’m fine-’

“don’t lie,” he interrupted you

“okay, okay, you can’t be mad at me okay?” he’s confused but he nods as he listens to what you have to say 

“so I’ve liked this guy-”

“YOU’VE LIKED SOMEONE AND NEVER TOLD ME?!” he raises his voice

you had to grab his arm to calm him down, “I SAID LISTEN!”

he quiets down

“so I’ve like this guy.. for a while now.. but I can’t bring myself to confess to him, I feel like although we have a lot in common, we seem more like siblings than lovers..” you said as you looked into the sky, hoping that he’d stop staring at your side profile 

“he’s an idiot for not liking someone like you-”

“speaking about liking someone, how are things going with..”

“Sunmi..” he says, “her name is Sunmi.. I think things are going well.. I’m not sure though.. does it look like I’m trying too hard?” 

you shook your head, “nah... you just look like a puppy in love..”

“what is that suppose to mean-”

you shoved a lollipop in his mouth, “nothing, I’m just happy that you like someone...and that, that person likes you too...”

“but I want someone to like you as much as you like them too..” he gives you a worried face 

but you smile at him, a fool-proof smile, “I will.. it’s just not my time... at least not with this person..”

you get up and dust your uniform, “you should get back to Sunmi, I gotta go to the bathroom..”

Yunho gets up after you, “hey lil dumpling.. are you really okay?”

you clench your fist so hard until your knuckles turned white from trying to hold back your tears

but you persevered to smile, one that Yunho always saw, “of course, dummy.. of course I am.. see you later~”

but you didn’t

you stopped waiting for him after school, so that he could walk Sunmi home

you stopped answering his paper-cup telephones, so that he could talk to Sunmi on the phone instead

you stopped going to school at the same time Yunho did, so that the first person he sees before school is Sunmi

you avoided him like the plague

that way he could focus on Sunmi and less on you 

and the less he focused on you, the more you could forget about your feelings for him

just like that, you two drifted apart 

late night talks on the rooftop were reduced to greeting gestures 

sometimes you two couldn’t even bring yourselves to ask how each other are doing 

but your plan was working; you could see how much he was in love with Sunmi

how she made him happy

how she made him smile

and his smile was worth more than anything to you 

you were satisfied by his happiness 

his happiness was a way for you to continue on with life until you forgot about your feelings for him

are you truly being selfless?

are were you just trying too hard to convince yourself that this was okay for you to suffer while he was happy?

End.

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How BTS would react to the reader being tall  Maknae Line

Genre: romance, fluff

Disclaimer: None

Word Count: 1661

A/N: Hi guys! I really hope you enjoy this scenario which was requested by @em-i-ay​ . It was really fun getting to write this so if anyone has more request feel free to send me a message! I decided to divide it into two parts so the next part will be posted by tomorrow. 

Jimin

Jimin and you had met each other online and after many months of texting and face timing, you finally had a chance of meeting in real life. Now, you knew about how tall he was and all that after he told you how much the members tease him about it, but you didn’t care. What worried you was how he would react once he realized that you were taller than him since you were 5’11.

The day finally arrived and when you were getting dressed you decided against heels, normally you love wearing heels or booties but today you did not feel like towering over him. Usually, you weren’t insecure about your height even after guys rejected you because of it or because they didn’t want you to wear any type of shoe that made you taller. Yeah, they were jerks but that did not stop you from being your gorgeous self and if you wanted to wear heels you would. This time though you were nervous because you liked Jimin and didn’t want your height to be an issue for once.

Once you finished getting ready you drove to the restaurant you were meeting at. Luckily, you got there first and after the waiter took you to the reserved table you did not have to wait much for Jimin to get there.

“y/n it's so nice to finally see you in person” Jimin exclaimed with a smile as he took his seat “You look beautiful,” he said as a blush took over his face

“Thank you,” you said as you looked at him “Its true, it is nice to see you out of the screen it somehow makes everything seem a bit more real”

“I get it, I’m sorry it took so long to arrange this date you know with the tour coming up and all,” Jimin stated with a grimace

After that it was smooth sailing there was not an awkward moment. Jimin was amazing at making conversation and he was a good listener too. Ultimately, it was time to go. The bill was paid, and we had finished dessert. It was now or never.

Being the gentleman he is he offered to walk you to your car. As you got up, he gave you his arm and when you stood up you were a good three inches taller than him. Realizing that you couldn’t help but blush from how nervous you were. Once you looked at him, he didn’t seem fazed at all, so you went along with it.

Both you and Jimin acknowledged that what you had between you was not just a simple friendship you had feelings for each other and with that in mind you were hoping to leave with a kiss. You hoped he did not think differently of you although knowing him you knew he wasn’t like that. You made light conversation as you walked and at some point, you ended up holding hands, so you took that as a good sign.

“Well this is my car” you pointed as you turned to look at him

“I guess this it huh?” he asked, as he looked at the ground

“Yeah, but I’m going to tell you a little secret” you whispered as you leaned into his ear “I don’t want it to end,” you said softly in his ear. As you began to pull away, he held your face in his hands.

“I have to confess something too… I don’t want it to end either” he muttered under his breath and with that he closed the gap between you as he kissed you. It was a sweet moment you wished never ended but sadly you both had to breathe.

You had to admit you were worrying over nothing you knew he wasn’t like the other guys you had dated and you couldn’t be happier, still, you decided to address your insecurity.

“You know I was worried I was going to scare you away with how tall I am” you admitted as you took his hand.

“I’m not going to lie it took me by surprise but not in a bad way I promise,” he quickly said as he looked at you “you need more than that to scare me away you are so beautiful inside and out, you are amazing and being tall is not a bad thing”

“I don’t care that you’re taller than me truth be told I’m used to the people around me being taller than me.” He admitted as he took both my hands and looked me in the eyes

With that, you, admittedly, leaned down and kissed him again. Safe to say after that day you never felt insecure about your height again… and you started wearing your heels and booties around him. You even joined the guys when they teased him about his height all in good fun of course.

 Taehyung

You were on your way to a café close to your apartment building ready for some caffeine in your system. It had been some rough days studying for your finals and you deserved a treat. You finally walked into the café with one of your earbuds in as you listened to BTS one of your favorite kpop groups.

As you made the line another customer stood behind you when you heard someone say “Woah Hyung look she’s so tall it's amazing” with that you rolled your eyes and scoffed it wasn’t unusual for people to notice that about you, after all, you were almost 6 ft tall. “yah Taehyung lower your voice” another voice said.

After you had ordered you took a seat at a table and waited for your name to be called out. As you looked around you found someone staring at you and as you stared back you realized you knew this person and at the realization, your eyes almost popped out of your head. It was KIM TAEHYUNG- wait- now thinking back he was the one who said that comment about your height you could recognize that voice anywhere. Just as quickly you turned your head away ‘act cool y/n’ you said to yourself.

Suddenly someone was standing in front of you as you looked up you saw him. Your heart was pounding you even felt it in your ears. As he looked at your shocked face he said “Hi I’m Taehyung nice to meet you”

“Um h-h-hi my names y/n” you stuttered out ‘nice going y/n’

“I just wanted to come and say hi and how beautiful I think you are,” he said with his unique smile his eyes never leaving your face “Also, I’m sorry for my comment earlier I didn’t mean it in a bad way I just think it's cool” he apologized as he scratched the back of his neck

“oh! um, thank you!” you answered quickly way to quickly as you fidgeted with your hands and looked down “it's okay I’m used to people noticing my height” you admitted as you looked at him “don’t worry about it, you’re forgiven” you stated with a smile

Abruptly you heard your name being called “oh sorry let me get that real quick” you stood up and went to get your drink when you got back you noticed he wasn’t there anymore but instead there was a note

‘Let me make it up to you

Here’s my phone number

Call me and maybe we can plan something 😉’

As you read it you couldn’t help but smile at the note, I mean it's not every day someone asks you on a date much less an idol. With that, you saved the number on your phone and off you went to your apartment to study with newfound motivation.

Jungkook

Jungkook and you have been dating for about a year and it has been amazing. You loved him so much and he loved you just as much but that did not mean you were safe from his teasing and pranks. One of the things he liked to tease you about was your height which you didn’t understand why, sure you were taller than him, but it wasn’t that much of a difference. This was some of the things you would hear

“Hey y/n” he would ask

“yes Jungkook?” and as the good girlfriend you are, you’d reply

“How’s the temperature up there?” he asked with a stupid smile in his face and with that, you’d walk away.

Or

At times he would wear his chunky boots because let’s be real those add like three inches to his height and he would be the same height as you. In a teasing way, he’d say, “so this is how you see the world huh?”

You were not insecure about your height not at all, but his teasing annoyed you so much. So, in turn, you would tease him back about his “shortness”

“Oh, what’s that? you need help getting something down? Oh, poor baby if only you weren’t so short” you would say with a pout, but you would still help him get whatever he needs

“oops sorry shorty didn’t see you there” this one you would use a lot when you bump into him the funniest part was when he looks at you with an annoyed expression  

In the end, it was all fun and games you both love each other a lot. Together the two of you would make fun of the rest of the group no one was spared. And when it comes to Jungkook he wouldn’t have you be any other way. He likes that he doesn’t have to lean down to kiss you and depending on the day and whether you wore heels or not he would sometimes have to look up to do so. He loves that he can just put his face on your neck so easily. Honestly, he doesn’t care for your height he just loves you for the amazing person you are.